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Under the agitation in Mo Chen's heart, he walked away in the void and sang, not noticing the caravan at the foot of the mountain.

He walked no more than two hundred miles in the void, and felt that one-fifth of the true yuan had been consumed on his body, and he couldn't help but shake his head. The cultivation of the congenital peak Sanhua Gathering Peak, although it can resist the wind, it is still a few points worse after all.

This is also because he is practicing the top immortal cultivation method, and the strength of his true yuan is dozens of times stronger than that of ordinary people.

He looked down at the vanished mountains below, a wilderness of tall grass and a wide road looming in the wilderness. Just as he was about to fall into shape, he suddenly felt the feeling of being spied on.

Mo Chen's eyes froze, and he looked at the sky according to his feelings, there were white clouds on the blue sky, and there was not even a goshawk under the clear sky. But the feeling of being spied on became more and more intense.

He looked into the sky with a frown, and the true yuan in his body suddenly operated uncontrollably, surging towards his eyes. Mo Chen was shocked in his heart, how fragile the meridians in his eyes were, if they were poured in by the sharp and domineering Sword Dao True Yuan, wouldn't it be self-destructive.

Mo Chen was in a hurry, and he wanted to stop the fast-running True Yuan, but he was still a step slower after all. The sword qi poured into his eyes, and instantly turned into a gurgling stream, living up to his previous domineering sharpness, and with the blessing of Zhenyuan, his eyes flashed like a galaxy.

At this time, he looked at the sky again, the sky suddenly darkened, and a pair of purple eyes looked at him through the starry sky!

The two looked at each other for a long time, and then the bright purple eyes slowly retreated with a bit of horror.

"What an interesting world?" Mo Chen stared at the sky, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Through those bright eyes, he faintly saw a pair of bright eyes covered by a light veil, and a flawless face that was happy and hateful. Around it, it seems to be a solemn temple.

Although the other party could look at him from a distance, he could sense that his cultivation was not strong, but he had just stepped into the innate world.

Mo Chen's eyes flashed, and the scenery above the sky changed suddenly, and pillars of luck of different colors, thick or thin, rose to the sky. The owner of those bright eyes came from the latest fiery luck.

"Chu State, Yingdu?" Mo Chen dissipated the glint in his eyes, and showed an interested look on his face.

At the same time, I was a little more curious about "Cutting the Sky and Drawing the Sword Technique", this wonderful method seems to be not only as simple as the kendo exercises that are expressed, but also can spy on the fortune of the world.

Chu State, Yingdu.

It has been one hundred and twenty years since King Wu of Chu moved the capital here. With more than 100 years of development, the prosperity of Yingdu is not much more than that of the Central Plains. Yingdu is more than 4,000 meters long and more than 3,000 meters wide. It is neatly planned and orderly.

The palace of the king of Chu is located in the center of Yingdu, covering an area of more than 100 acres. On the left side of the palace, there is a tall and majestic temple, the temple is three feet high, and the red wall is engraved with a three-legged golden crow with wings soaring, and the golden glazed tiles shimmer like fire in the hot sun.

Inside the palace, wide and bright, in the center of the palace, is a pool of clear water of nine square meters. The water is crystal clear and calm.

By the pool, a graceful figure sat cross-legged. She wore a light blue short robe and a navy blue wide-sleeved long skirt with a long skirt that dragged to the ground and a flower-shaped skirt. On the willow waist held by Yingying, there is a purple-blue waist seal with a sea blue background, which shows its graceful posture to the fullest.

She has long, light purple hair, which is coiled in a sky-blue crystal hairpin, with strands hanging down from each side. The delicate face is covered by a light blue veil.

Beside her, stood a girl about fourteen or fifteen years old. She was dressed in a long purple dress, petite in stature, with long purple hair that was equally beautiful, and her delicate face was covered by purple veil, except for a pair of bright purple eyes that seemed to be able to speak, which revealed endless horror.

"Sister Linglong, is that a human being, or a god!" The girl's crisp voice like a silver bell sounded in the hall.

She looked at the calmed pool, and her heart trembled at the thought of the scene that had just unfolded on it. That person was in the air and resisted the wind, and he could sense his sister's astrology from a distance of hundreds of miles, and even snooped on it. Is there really such a powerful person in this world?

"The auspicious day is good, and Mu will enjoy the emperor; Fu Chang sword Xi Yuer, loud and loud. Yue Linglong's pink cherry lips opened lightly, singing an ancient ballad, and said flatly: "When you reach that realm, what difference does it make if you are a god or a human?" ”

Yue Linglong stared at the void with confused eyes, thinking of the scene she saw, and sighed softly in her heart. In her eyes, it was a sword, a terrifying divine sword that could cut through the sky!

"Tell King Kang that there will be gods and men in the near future, and this is an opportunity for the rise of the Chu State." Yue Linglong didn't look back, and said softly.

The girl retreated and walked towards the outside of the main hall.

"The sky is about to change, and I don't know where the future will go." Yue Linglong stared at the void, her eyes filled with chaos. The future of this world, she can't see clearly, and she can't see through it.

When the girl heard her words, her body trembled, and her face was a little more different. In this world, there are still things that Sister Linglong can't see?

Hundreds of miles away, Tongcheng, a small city in the Chu State.

Tongcheng is thousands of kilometers long, with a population of more than 20,000, but the road is spacious and flat, quite a big city style. Caravans from all over the world must pass through here if they want to go to South Vietnam, so the city is not large, but it is very lively.

Yingke is the largest wine house in the city, covering an area of more than 2,000 square meters and has two floors. In the lobby, the crowd of guests is crowded, and the noisy sound is noisy.

Mo Chen stood in front of the door, glanced at the lively scene inside, and saw that in the center of the lobby, an old man with a thin face, wearing gray linen clothes, stood on a two-foot high platform, talking about strange things in all parts of the world.

The old man seemed to feel Mo Chen's eyes, looked sideways at the door, and smiled his head. Then he faced a crowd of spectators and devoted himself to storytelling again.

"It's getting more and more interesting." Mo Chen glanced at the old man, a smile appeared on his face, an old man at the peak of the day after tomorrow actually told a story here.

"Objective, whether to hit the tip or live in the store." Xiao'er ran forward, glanced at Mo Chen, and asked humbly.

He had worked in this wine house for seven years, and it was the first time he had seen such a gorgeous robe, and the robe that seemed to be like flowing water opened his eyes. Although he didn't know who Mo Chen was, he knew that the person who could wear such a luxurious robe was definitely not an ordinary person.

"Sharpened." Mo Chen said calmly.

After half a ring, Mo Chen sat on the side of the second floor near the fence, staring at the old man's storytelling below.

"If you say that the first swordsman in Chu State, it must be Chu Crazy Song. But how much do you know about Chu Yangge's origin and fame? The old man stood on the high platform, looked at the guests below with a smile on his face, and asked with a smile.

"Old man Han, don't hang our appetite, let's talk about the origin of Chu Yange and the battle for fame." There was a wealthy businessman dressed in gorgeous clothes below, who glanced at the old man and shouted.

"Chu Yangge was born in a small aristocratic family in the Chu State, but by the time he was born, the family had declined. When he was young, he was a ranger in Chu, and he was fortunate to be taught kendo by a stranger, and since then he has been addicted to swords, and he is no longer frivolous when he is young. ”

"Ten years of sharpening a sword, Chu Crazy Song practiced swords for ten years, in the battle of Jin, Chu and Zhanhan six years ago, the long sword was invincible, and finally met Zhao Yi, the first swordsman of the Jin Kingdom, to block his edge. At that time, Chu Crazy Song had nine out of twenty, and Zhao Yi had eight out of forty. ”

"Both of them are the top swordsmen in the world, and the sword aura of the long sword is so strong that no one dares to enter within a radius of more than ten zhang. Chu Yangge fought with Zhao Yi for more than 600 moves, and was finally defeated by the old and steady Zhao Yi who found a flaw. Although he defeated Chu Yange, Zhao Yi was worthy of the demeanor of the first swordsman of the Jin Kingdom, so he couldn't help but kill him, and sent someone to send him back to the Chu State. ”

Zhao Yi once said to himself, after five years, he should not be the opponent of Chu Yange, and after ten years, there is no swordsman in the world who can match it! With this evaluation, the obscure Chu Crazy Song became famous, and was finally favored by King Kang and given the title of the first swordsman of Great Chu. Ji Han smiled, and his voice fluctuated with the explanation, which made people feel heartbroken.

"Zhao Yiduan is a celebrity style, now that six years have passed, I don't know what if Chu Crazy Song is fighting against Zhao Yi?" Someone below came back to his senses, clapped his palm, and exclaimed.

"Five years ago, Zhao Yi said that after five years, he would be unable to compete with Chu Madge, and now it has been six years since he thought that Chu Madge would win. Ten years later, there is no one in the world who can match it, which is really a great blessing for my Chu country. With pride on their faces, some Chu people drank the glass of wine in their hands and praised loudly.

"That's true, but not ten years later, but four years from now, and there is no one in the world who can match it." Some Chu people responded with a smile.

"Your words are bad, if you say that the first person in the Chu country, Chu Crazy Song is too bad." Ji Han glanced at Mo Chen above, then looked around at the carnival crowd, and shook his head.

"You old man, we can't entertain us, Zhao Yi, the number one swordsman of the Jin Kingdom, has praised it, and Chu Crazy Song is unrivaled after ten years. You can tell me who else in this Chu country can beat him. Someone slapped the table and said with a look of displeasure on his face.

"Shrine Maiden Moon Linglong!" Ji Han's face was calm and said lightly.

His voice fell, and the wine room fell silent for a moment. The people who were arrogant before also lowered their arrogant heads and no longer dared to speak.