For example, the beautiful coral hidden under the East China Sea has not been discovered by the world just because there is a sea water, if there is a god who turns the sea upside down, or if there is a strange person who can dive into the bottom of the sea for 9,000 miles, the scenery of the bottom of the sea will naturally jump in front of you.

Zhu Xiaoyu is not an ordinary fat man, he is the youngest Moon Guardian in the Qingye Division, the person with the highest power in addition to the master and several Great Night Divisions, and he is also a powerful sword cultivator, his vision will not be bad, at least there is no problem in seeing through the ocean, he is sure that Xu Zi'an does not have the true yuan in his body, so at least at this time, there will be no fluctuations in Xu Zi'an's body, and what are those that the young man touched?

Some strange energy from another world that has yet to be discovered?

But unfortunately, on the Tianyan Continent, the only other world that can exist is the underworld.

"The true element of heaven and earth is formless, boundless, colorless and boundless, just like the air between you and me, not to mention that it can't be touched at all, and it's impossible to even see, unless you can turn the spring breeze into a lock, and turn the morning fog into a rope, so that the air can be sorted out one by one, but that's what can only be done through the Xuan Realm, which Li Zhuangyuan of the previous dynasty is just knocking on the house day and night, don't tell me that you got through the Xuan overnight, I heard that this is more empty than the old god stick who bought antiques downstairs, Xiao Anzi, I think you want to practice and want to enter the devil?"

Zhu Xiaoyu frowned and thought for a moment, shook his head and laughed dumbly, he knew Xu Zi'an's character very well, and knew that if she was not completely sure, she would not easily make up her mind, but there has never been an example in this world of people who can touch the true yuan in advance without opening their knowledge, just like no one can know how many butterflies are flying in the ridges of the field without opening their eyes, and how many young branches have emerged from the spring willows, which is not in line with the etiquette of cultivation, and also violates the rules of heaven and earth.

The knowledge is hidden in people's minds, and only through meditation can it be gradually opened, and in the same way, only after the knowledge is opened, can we really know the true element of heaven and earth, he looks very seriously, none of the eighteen cognitions in Xu Zi'an's mind are opened, and he will not see the true element of heaven and earth.

Following the young man's gaze and looking at the window lattice, the magical sand ink flowing between the wooden window carvings glowed with mysterious and mysterious fluorescence, Zhu Xiaoyu thought about it slightly, thinking that Xu Zi'an mistakenly regarded these beautiful sand inks as the true element of heaven and earth.

Xu Zi'an didn't know how to explain the Xinghui Yinghe in the old book, so he shook his head and didn't explain it anymore.

However, he was sure that those starlight must be true yuan, but for some reason, the starlight passed through his body and did not leave any traces in his meridian heart, or maybe those traces were hidden too deep, deeper than the beautiful corals under the deep sea, and he had not yet discovered them.

Some of the depressing atmosphere eased a little, Zhu Xiaoyu opened the wooden window with his hand, the bright sunshine was no longer as cold as the morning, with the warmth and comfort of the morning sun, the shouting outside the window came into the room, Zhu Xiaoyu saw a stall selling bean brains, his eyes lit up, and he asked, "The morning is in a hurry, I haven't eaten yet, the salted bean brains in this house taste good, do you want a bowl?"

The little guy sent the bean brain upstairs, Xu Zi'an and Zhu Xiaoyu drank two bowls of salted bean brain with a few capers, one of which was a bowl of coriander, and the amount was also very sufficient, Xu Zi'an secretly compared, the porcelain bowl containing the bean brain was bigger than his head, but he was relieved when he thought about the other party's flesh.

"I know it's hard to pass the Yuexi test, but my goal is also very simple, as long as I can enter the top 100, I assassinated Zhang Yiran when I was in Bocheng, on the way to Kyoto, for some reason, I also fought with a cultivator in the Xuan Realm, but I don't know whether it was on the camera or in the middle realm, but in the end I won, and the victory was easier than when I was in Bocheng, so I thought, if I tried with the cultivator of the Xuan Realm, I didn't have a chance."

After Xu Zi'an finished speaking, he habitually got up and prepared to clean up the leftover soup bowl on the sitting, but when he thought about it, there was a small guy who was responsible for cleaning up outside the door.

"If you can win Tongxuan, there is really no problem in entering the top 100, but there are some things that you don't seem to know very well," Zhu Xiaoyu sipped off a coriander leaf between his teeth with the tip of his tongue, took a sip of herbal tea and said solemnly.

"This Yuexi test is different from the past, Qianshan Sect, Bailu, and some other powerful families will have people coming, I can tell you very seriously, those people come here, they are also for Nanxi Academy, Nanxi Academy will only give seven places this time, which means that what you have to do is not the top hundred, but the top seven, and the people you have to face are no longer in the Xuan Realm, but in the Knock Mansion Realm."

Xu Zi'an's brows frowned like wrinkled jasmine tea in a cup after hearing this, and it was difficult to stretch after being brewed with boiling water overnight.

This is something he didn't expect, he always thought that if he could get into the top 100, he would be fine, but the top seven ......... The corners of Xu Zi'an's mouth twitched a few times, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

In the cultivation world, the Tongxuan realm is called an outsider, and the knocking house can be regarded as a real entry into the hall, which is a dividing point and a vital part of the cultivator.

As Shen Li said, in the Tongxuan realm, no matter how exquisite the magic skills are, no matter how exquisite the weapons and magic weapons are, but to cast spells, there must be a blank period in which his true yuan resonates with the breath of heaven and earth, Xu Zi'an is confident that he can fight with the cultivators of the Tongxuan Realm, because he can rely on this blank period to bully and get close to the other party, only by getting close to the opponent's body, his martial arts and sword intent can have a chance to be displayed

But the cultivation of the Knock Mansion Realm can already be achieved with a smooth breath, they only need a thought, and the power that fills the heaven and earth will be connected with themselves, just like a piano, they only need to move their minds slightly, and their fingertips wander between the strings, and the elegant melody can be played.

There is also a proverb that is an inch long and an inch strong in the secular battle of weapons, not to mention the flying knives, flying swords, flying talismans, flying weapons and other chaotic flying weapons among cultivators.

He can't get close to the other party's side, this is his biggest drawback now, he doesn't have the true yuan to fight with the other party, this is his biggest headache now, he doesn't have a guy with a rough face and a scumbag to tell him how to deal with the cultivators of the Knock Mansion Realm, this is his most helpless sadness now.

If only that guy were there.

The spring breeze is silent, the old man is speechless, no matter how sad and sad he is, it will not help, what he can do now, and what he wants to do is to return the truth to the deceased, or be innocent.

Shen Li said that he was a good person, and Xu Zi'an also thought he was a good person, although many people once said that he was a madman and a sinner.

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"The only one who can deal with the cultivators of the Knocking Mansion Realm is the Knocking Mansion Realm" Zhu Xiaoyu glanced at Xu Zi'an's gloomy look of loss, hesitated for a moment, and still told the young man very seriously.

Xu Zi'an didn't seem to hear it, but laughed more bitterly, and after a long time, he got up and stood up, looked at the spacious bluestone street outside the door and sighed long.

This voice was not a gloomy sigh of helplessness, but a relief that emptied all the dullness in his heart, he looked at the more and more brilliant sunlight rising outside the window, suddenly turned around and carefully put the text sticker and the waist card into his arms, and stared at Zhu Xiaoyu's eyes seriously.

His gaze was clear, calm, and determined, like the shallow stream at the foot of the mountain.

The shallow stream was gentle and unstable, but the flow was unusually firm, and it never dried up or stopped.

In ancient times, there were former sages who could hear the Tao and enter the house at night.

Well, he thinks he can too.

There are only a few days before the opening of the Yuexi test, and he wants to know the truth in these few days, understand the mysteries, and then knock on the house, which is delusional and delusional, very crazy, and it is easy to be thought of as an idiot.

But sometimes, in life, you have to go crazy once, and not being crazy means missing out.

People live for a lifetime, the grass and trees are autumn, and they will be frivolous when they are young, if they don't even dare to think about it, then how can they be worthy of this good year?

He needs to fight with all his strength, a real full fight, a wide battle without any worries, a narrow battle without being distracted by anything superfluous, just like when he first saw the ferocious brown bear in the mountains and dense forests, he will use all the talents and all the means he has honed between life and death, sword intent, martial arts, yellow umbrellas, and even old books.........

He can't think about the means to hide himself, and he can't think about the shadow that Shen Li left on him, he needs a strong backing as support, at least to ensure that even if he is discovered by the world and Shen Li's relationship, he must be taboo against the big tree behind him.

Her Royal Highness the princess of the dynasty is undoubtedly a towering tree, but because of the stubbornness and persistence of some young people, he doesn't want this rare friendship to be mixed with anything superfluous, so he turns around and leaves in the green mountains.

Although the Qingye Division is not a big tree, there are many luxuriant ashamed trees in the Qingye Division that are stronger than the pine and green cypresses, and under the ashamed tree that covers the sky and the sun is the entire night darkness of the dynasty, just as Zhu Xiaoyu is proud of, if he is a person from the Qingye Division, he knows his relationship with Shen Li, who dares to really touch him?

As for whether the full courtyard can help him block the eyes of those noble and powerful people, that is not something he has to worry about now, because it is not yet that time.

To prepare for a rainy day, you need to have a dilapidated courtyard that can be repaired

If the salary is not burned, it is necessary to light the first fire.

As Zhu Xiaoyu said, if you want to know where a sleeping person will put his first gaze when he wakes up, waiting in vain is always the most idiotic practice, brazenly walking over, waking up his dreams, and breaking his eyes, he will naturally know.

No one knows if the Lord of the Night's eyes will fall on him, and if he is willing to take care of himself in the wind and rain, but if he does not want to see himself, then it will be in vain to hide himself.

He picked up the poster, which represented his calm and determined desire to turn the years into flames.

He picks up the waist card and declares that he is willing to be a night man.

He likes the sun and yearns for the sun.

But the Dawn of the Night Division is the night.

He looked at the sunshine and suddenly missed a wilted peach blossom in the dilapidated courtyard.