The rain has stopped outside.

In the East Warm Pavilion of Zichen Palace, the saint is playing against Li Yixun.

"You're not worried?"

The saint left a son and casually asked his daughter.

Li Yihun laughed crisply, followed by a son, and said, "Daddy, be careful that you are going to lose again - what am I worried about?" ”

The sage snorted, "I was dazzled just now, and I don't count this again." Saying that, he didn't blush at all, regretted the chess, picked up the previous chess piece, and his eyes wandered around the chessboard, where did he play?

Qin You, the director of the Zichen Hall who was standing behind the saint's couch, rolled his eyes, how many times have he regretted this! From His Highness Eleventh accompanying the saint to lunch, walking to setting up a chess game, a game of chess has been played for two hours, he really doesn't want to count, but his brain remembers that the saint regretted chess more than twenty-five times, right? If Cui Shizhong had been in the middle, he would have scolded the sage for "stinky chess basket!" No chess! "But Cui Shizhong has long stopped playing with the sage, and when he hears the sage talk about a game, he can find any excuse and slip away. In this court or palace, which one is not afraid to play chess with a saint? It's really mud bodhisattvas that can be ground out of fire. It is also that the crown prince, King Qi and His Royal Highness Eleven can accompany the saint to the end. However, the sage thought that the prince was boring, and said that playing against the prince was like reciting the Confucian scriptures, which was boring; King Qi is very good, not only can he let the saint without a trace, but he can also tell jokes and be funny...... But the saint hasn't played against the king of Qi for a long time, since His Royal Highness the State of Qin, well, at that time was still the county lord of Qingchuan, after returning from Hexi, the saint was happy that the county lord finally held Tai'a, and the other was also full of sadness, and he never summoned the king of Qi to play again. Fortunately, His Highness Eleven is back...... Now, His Highness Eleventh can accompany the saint to play. Qin You suddenly felt sad, and his eyelids blinked vigorously, alas, when people are old, their eyes are old and pantothenic.

Li Yixun didn't urge his father, he smiled leisurely, playing with a black jade piece in his hand, and reminded his father: "Daddy, you can't do it if you fall there." His gaze glanced at one place.

The saint snorted, "Who said I went down there." "Snap" landed on the place where the sunspot was aimed at his daughter, and his eyes lit up immediately, and sure enough, he came down here - of course, the saint would never admit that this was his daughter's guidance, his eyes were sharp, hehe.

After falling this son, the sage saw that he was in decline, and suddenly he was refreshed, raised his eyes to his daughter, and said: "In the early years, the Murong family also had a cultivator of the Tao of Absolute Love, well, it was Shizong's generation who took a fancy to a young talent of the Xue family and used him as a grinding stone. Later, the Xue family didn't hold it and fell in love with the Murong family...... As a result, you know what? ”

Li Yixun shook the white son and said with a smile: "What's the matter?" ”

The sage immediately stared at the chess game, scratched his hair in his heart, and said angrily: "As a result, he was killed by the Murong family, and he was ruthless." ”

Li Yixun's eyes did not move, and said: "Well, I heard Princess Dongyang say, the ruthless way, the first to fall in love, experience the torment of affection and can't be loved, the one who breaks it, cut the love, and the love is the way." The side that is the grinding stone must not be emotional, otherwise, the two sides will fall into love, and those who cultivate the Dao of Absolute Affection will either fail to do so, or like the ancestor of the Murong family, they will kill people, break off their love, and become enlightened. ”

The Xue family in Hedong and the Murong family in Liaodong have always been at odds with each other, and it is because of this past incident that the Murong family made great compensation back then, and Shizong mediated it, so this matter was pressed, but the grudge between the two families was settled.

Li Yixun was not worried because he had received Murong Jue's promise.

What's more, she believes that her daughter will not be emotional about Murong Jue.

Baoshu is not emotional for Ah Zhen, how can he be emotional about Murong Jue? This is not because Murong is by no means as good as Ah Zhen - emotionally it is not necessarily that the stronger the person, the better the chance of winning, sometimes, it is precisely that time, that person, and the relationship also depends on chance; But with Baoshu's heart, if he is not emotionally attached to Ah Zhen, he will never fall in love with Murong Jue, who must be Ah Zhen's courtier, and embarrass Ah Zhen.

Her daughter, who abides by the rules that ordinary people seem to be stupid, and she follows the way she disposes of her heart, which may not be understandable to ordinary people, but it is precisely because of this kind of heart that is very different from ordinary people's nature that she may be able to do what her predecessors have not been able to do.

Li Yixun looked at the little lion cub in his hand and sighed softly: "If the lion cub wants to grow into a lion king, she must go through all kinds of hardships, not to mention, her future will be a heavier burden than the king." Feelings are also part of her life's growth. As a mother, I don't want her to go through these tests of heart and will, but in the face of the wrong fate, I can only let her go through these. Only the more you experience, when you really have to bear it, can you have the opportunity to break through and die for a lifetime. Her expression was gloomy, "So many ancestors have not succeeded, but now they have to put the burden on her, and I can only pray that she will shed more blood, tears, and pain in her growth, and when that time comes, she will have more hope for life." ”

The sage's fingers caressed the somewhat cool sunspots, and his deep eyes were as deep as an abyss and like a mountain, "Life in the world has its own mission." Even grasshoppers, with their short lives, want to shake trees. How can our generation, who boast of being the spirit of all things, be inferior to a mayfly? He sighed, "Our generation has done what we have to do." After that, it's their turn. A touch of pain passed through the depths of his eyes, and his fingers slipped and fell.

"Daddy, are you going here?"

"Oops, my hand slipped...... This one doesn't count. ”

"Daddy, you're playing tricks again."

***

Xiao Yan didn't know that her grandfather and mother were talking about herself, and she was happily visiting the Dugu senior in the East School at this time.

This senior is indeed the quiet and gentle beauty she imagined to be like a lake.

Xiao Yan drank a cup of tea and listened to a song, feeling as if he had also been washed by the quiet lake water, his whole body was refreshing, and there was a beautiful feeling of deep years.

In the future, I will be impetuous, and I can be more with this senior, she thought happily.

The maid closed the courtyard door, turned around and finally couldn't hold back her admiration: "This Xiao Seventeen Langjun is really ...... A dazzling array of beautiful jade, handsome in the sky. "Let the maids who are used to seeing handsome gentlemen can't help but be fascinated by sex.

Dugu smiled quietly, looking at the bluer and wider sky after the rain washed, sitting on the porch and brushing the piano, the sound of the piano was like a mountain stream, jumping down happily from the mountains, relaxed and free.

The lady was in a good mood too, the maid thought with a smile.

Xiao Yan took An Yexi to Nanshe to visit the next senior. It's a pity that the entourage who stayed behind said that Lang Jun hadn't come back from martial arts practice. Xiao Yan hesitated after coming out of Nanshe, but still decided to visit Murong Jue in Xishe. As a "junior", the other two seniors have visited, and they can't say it if they don't go to Xishe.

However, Murong Jue was not there.

Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't know what he was relaxing.

It's all to blame on that intuition, the premonition is not good, alas.

***

The next day, before dawn, Xiao Yan had already gotten up, wearing a short brown school uniform, swept out of the courtyard, went south after leaving the forest, and swept into the bamboo sea rippling with the wind under the misty sky.

Falling like a feather on the bamboo top, she sat down cross-legged, half-closed her eyes, meditating and exhaling.

It wasn't until the golden glow bloomed in the sky that she opened her eyes and got up, fell into the bamboo forest, and practiced boxing and forging her body.

In the bamboo sea dozens of miles away from her, King Shen was on the roof of the bamboo building, looking at the golden glow in the sky in the distance, as if there was a thrust for them to try to spread, to dye the entire canopy and create a bright world. His divine sense glanced at Xiao Yan's place, and sighed in a low voice: "Young man, work hard." "Grow up fast......

At the moment, Xiao Yan retracted his fist and swept back to the schoolhouse, An Yexi had already carried water and prepared medicinal soup. Xiao Yan came out of the bath, changed into another short brown body, went to the hall to finish the morning food, got up and went out, it was the time of Chenzheng.

According to King Shen's arrangement, in these three months, she has to go to the Dousu Sword Formation to refine her internal qi, and she will enter the formation from midnight in the morning, and she will hold on as long as she can. In the order of easy and then difficult, first go to the Southern Dipper Six Star Sword Formation, then go to the Big Dipper Seven Star Sword Formation, and then enter the Four Elephants and Seven Suzhou Sword Formation.

As soon as he walked down the stone steps of the courtyard gate, Xiao Yan suddenly turned his head and looked into the southwest forest.

In the verdant and lush forests, the white clothes are as cold as snow.

Murong Jue's clothes were very white, and his sword was very thin.

An inch of thin sword was inserted in the dragon's blood scabbard, hanging diagonally under the waist.

The eyes are like thousands of years of ice and snow, cold and cold.

An Yexi had never seen Murong Jue, but she felt for no reason that this was Murong Jue!

Even if the snow-cold white robe was not decorated with the Heavenly Ce Grandmaster with the green dragon pattern, An Yexi could still be so sure.

A sword and a thousand mountains, thousands of miles of blood.

Only the "Blood Sword Killing God" has this kind of cold and cold demeanor!

An Yexi couldn't help but look dumbfounded, until the back of his head was slapped by Xiao Yan, he came back to his senses from the stunned state, his eyes were still twinkling stars, he raised his hand and made a martial arts salute, and shouted, "Sect Master Murong." ”

Xiao Yan was secretly surprised in his heart, An Yexi, the guy who looked at his face, was crazy about Murong Jue, second only to when he saw A-Niang, how good was the iceberg of Murong Jue? Could it be that Xiao An is a masochistic type? His eyes suddenly became strange, and he smiled in his heart, but his expression was extremely serious, and he raised his hand and saluted and shouted: "Senior Qianshan." ”

Murong Jue didn't stop, and when he passed by Xiao Yan's side, he said, "Go." ”

The voice is cold, but the simplicity is still the same.

If you say two more words, you will die? Xiao Yan was slandered, so she had to ask her: "Senior Qianshan, where are you going?" I'm going to fight the sword formation. "Let's go the other way, right? Or go their separate ways.

"On the same road." Murong Jue two words.

"......" said one more word.

Xiao Yan wondered in his heart, what did Murong Jue do when he went to the Sword Lane Formation?

But seeing that Murong Jue's white clothes were far away, he hurriedly chased after him, and when he swept out, he didn't forget to tell An Yexi "Don't be lazy", An Yexi rolled her eyes behind her, "How many times have you said it." I won't be lazy, I will practice martial arts. Hurry up, don't let Grandmaster Murong wait for you. Xiao Yan muttered in his heart, who is your master? I was fascinated at a glance.,It's really a guy who forgets his master.。 While scolding, the plundering caught up with Murong Jue like an arrow.

The Dousu Sword Formation is in the northwest direction of the Heavenly Pillar, about a hundred miles away, a place called the Sword Array Alley, where there are iron alleys cast with pig iron, and there are sword formations of the Fusion Realm and the Ascending Extreme Realm inside, and the students of the Heavenly Academy have practiced martial arts in the sword array, and there are also those who have condensed their internal qi in the sword array before the promotion. Xiao Yan wondered, could it be that Murong Jue went to the Grandmaster-level Sword Formation to cultivate? Hey, the academy still has the sword formation of the Cave True Realm? Xiao Yan was suspicious in his heart.

The two of them were very fast, the wind was whistling in their ears, and they soon arrived at Sword Array Alley.

I saw a series of swarthy iron walls crisscrossing the hills, ranging from two to three zhang high, shining with a dark light in the rising morning sun, giving people a feeling of coldness and a sense of sharpness.

This is Sword Array Alley!

Xiao Yan sighed in his heart.

The Xiao Clan's martial arts hall also has this kind of sword formation for refining martial arts, but it does not have such a large scale, and from a distance, it looks like a black dragon coiling around.

"Number plate." Murong Jue suddenly stopped, looked back at Xiao Yan, and stretched out his hand.

There are people guarding in front of each sword alley, and they enter according to the predetermined number plate.

Xiao Yan already had the number plate that King Shen had booked for her in advance, which was the Southern Dou Sword Formation.

She took out the number plate, Murong Jue took it, glanced at the front and back, handed it back to her, and turned to the west, "This way." ”

Xiao Yan followed up and asked, "Senior Qianshan also went to the Southern Dou Sword Formation?" "What this means is that if you don't go to the Southern Dou Sword Formation, you don't have to send me, I can go by myself.

"Look at you." Murong was absolutely cold.

"...... "Look at me, what do you mean?"

What do I have to look at?

Xiao Yan really wanted to shake Murong Jue's neck and let her shake out all the words inside.

The disciples guarding the alley were surprised when they saw Murong Jue's sect master's uniform, and they stood up and saluted respectfully. Murong Jue nodded indifferently, and the white clothes floated up, standing on the iron wall of the Southern Dipper Six Star Sword Formation, watching Xiao Yan hand over the number plate and enter the sword formation.

In the iron alley, six swordsmen dressed in black clothes and short brown with iron-colored masks on their faces stood on the sword position of the six stars, holding the sword in their arms, their bearings were calm and cold, like iron stakes, and there was a solemn aura.

The six of them are all in the late stage of the Ascending Extreme Realm.

Xiao Yan knows that these swordsmen are all students of the academy, they have been practicing swords for at least thirty years, and the younger ones are fifty years old, and there is little hope of entering the cave realm, there are many such students, most of them are out of the academy, or join the army as a martial arts general, if they have the ability to lead the army, they will go to the army or Zhichong Mansion to serve as a military general, and they all take the road of official career; But there are still a small number of students who are obsessed with martial arts, so they apply to join the swordsman, and the formation of the sword formation is not only the disciple who has tempered the formation, but also the challenge of the swordsman, maybe there is that opportunity, so that they can benefit in the martial arts.

For such a swordsman who does not give up martial arts, Xiao Yan has respect, and before entering the battle, he drew his sword and performed a samurai salute. The six of them returned the salute with their swords, their eyes staring blankly. Xiao Yan put his knife into the sheath and jumped into the formation. She wants to refine her internal qi, so she doesn't use a knife.

The six of them looked at each other.

As soon as Xiao Yan entered the sword formation, he felt a surging pressure coming.

The sword formation is to use the power of the formation to superimpose the offensive, and Xiao Yan is not facing the late stage of the six ascending realms, but the power of the twelve people after superimposing. The Southern Dipper Six Stars is the main birth, so as soon as you enter the sword formation, you feel a vigorous force.

But too much vitality will also kill people, just like plants and trees are too vigorous, and they will go through the stage of life and death in an instant and wither. The Southern Dipper Six Star Sword Formation is to use the power of life to urge death.

The vigorous power of the sword array made the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in the alley instantly active, and Xiao Yan could feel the Yuan Qi quickly breaking through the acupoints and pouring into the meridians. At the same time, six sword lights connected into a sword net and killed him. And the sword net drove a stronger vitality, allowing the vitality to pour in more violently.

Students who have just entered the formation will feel that the internal qi is surging in the meridians, and the internal force will be used more quickly and inexhaustibly, but gradually the speed of the internal qi influx will exceed the speed they can bear, and finally the meridian blood will explode and die—of course, the sword formation will stop when their arms burst with blood.

Xiao Yan shouted out the mountain trick, and hit six punches in an instant, and the fist collided with the sword net.

Any of these six people alone are no match for Xiao Yan's internal force, but the sword momentum of the six people is connected into a net, and each punch of Xiao Yan is equivalent to colliding with the internal force of the six people, and because the power of the sword array has doubled, her punch is actually colliding with the internal force of the twelve.

The "bang" crackling sound is endless, the internal qi is agitated, and the moment of consumption, there is a more rapid replenishment of vitality.

Xiao Yan felt that what this sword array was fierce to her was not the sword attack of the six people, but the anger of this sword array. She had to make the Yuan Qi refine her body faster than the speed at which the Yuan Qi poured in. So she has to punch extremely fast, and the faster she punches, the faster the internal force in the meridians will flow.

At the same time, she also had to continuously compress and condense the internal force in the meridians and dantian to make it more refined, which she had to do under the pressure of the sword array. The attack of the sword formation was equivalent to a hammer, forging her body and meridians.

Therefore, Xiao Yan did not break the formation with skill, but broke the formation with force, just like hitting the forging hammer with his fist, and when he hit the forging hammer, he was also hit by the force of the forging hammer.

In just a moment's time, Xiao Yan had already made a hundred punches, and the roar of the fist and sword was like a thunderstorm, shaking the iron wall slightly. This is the reason why the iron wall of the Sword Array Alley in the Extreme Realm is built high and thick, otherwise, it will collapse if it can't withstand a few times.

The fist wind of "Huhu" had already broken through the sword formation and rushed to the top of the iron alley. Murong Jue's white clothes did not move at all, and a wave of shadows flashed over his snowy eyes. The sword formation can't suppress the fist wind, and the breaking formation is just around the corner.

Xiao Yan was already dissatisfied, although this sword array was fierce, it was not enough, not enough, not enough. She felt that the forging hammer woven by the sword net was about to be broken by her fist, the pressure was not enough, although it had some effect on her condensing internal qi, but it was not very effective, it seemed that she should go to the Beidou Sword Formation.

Just thinking so, I suddenly saw a blood-colored light flash.

Her face changed, and she suddenly felt that the sword net had become a sword mountain, and she was pressed down.

Her eyes lit up, she let out a loud shout, and rushed forward to meet her.

"Bang ......"

Blood splattered from her fist.

With the addition of the blood-colored sword light, the six-person sword formation was like having a deeper soul, not only the speed of the sword was more than ten times that of the original, but the power of the sword array also increased to twelve times, and the eyes of the six people under the iron mask seemed to be filled with green light, that was the vitality of the sword array to the limit, so that the formless and colorless vitality condensed into green gas, and the sword qi of the six people was also covered with a layer of green light, and under the stimulation of the murderous aura of the blood light of the Seven Killing Star Palace, it turned into a green sword mountain, and it was pressed down repeatedly.

This is the way of life and death.

When the living world joins the killing, the same is ruining.

Xiao Yan's internal force is running wildly, on the one hand, the vitality is frantically pouring in, and on the other hand, the internal force is crazy attacking, this kind of fierce entry and exit makes her body's flesh meridians and bone marrow have been tempered to the maximum, and the heavy counter-shock force of the fist and the sword mountain makes her internal force withstand the constant hammering, continuous condensation, those hammered impurities are mixed in the blood of the body, flowing out from the place where the blood-colored sword qi is broken, the sword mountain is heavy, but what makes her feel threatened is only the looming blood-colored sword qi.

I don't know how long it took, until her clothes were soaked with blood, until she collapsed with weakness.

The six swordsmen who presided over the sword formation also fell, the black short brown was also soaked in blood, everyone's eyes showed fanatical joy, and the eyes of the six couldn't help but look at the top of the iron alley, the white clothes were as cold as snow, if they were not so exhausted that they couldn't speak, they would have to thank them loudly. In this battle, they experienced the world of life and death, and more or less gained understanding, even if they couldn't advance, the bottleneck that had been trapped for a long time could be loosened.

The six expressed their gratitude with their eyes.

Murong Jue stood on the alley wall and looked down at Xiao Yan, his voice was cold, "Can you still move?" ”

Xiao Yan propped his hands on the ground and slowly sat up under the stunned gazes of the six people. Slowly, he stood up again.

She pulled out the boxing and punched the forging fist one punch at a time.

The six men on the ground were speechless.

Is this man made of iron?

watched her punch "bang" out, blood splattered on her body, and she was even more speechless.

…… This man is actually an animal beaten with iron.

When the wound on Xiao Yan's body coagulated and the blood no longer dripped down, Murong Jue suddenly took out his sword again.

Soon, the "iron batter" was cut into bloody sticks again.

The six swordsmen who were lying on the ground and recovering their inner breath all had a feeling that they couldn't bear to look at them directly.

It's, it's really, so miserable.

Being a student of this grandmaster is really miserable.

"Can you still move?" Still a cold voice.

Xiao Yan's eyes moved, indicating that he was moving.

Murong Qianshan's shot was really ruthless, and she didn't have the strength to move her fingers.

Murong Jue floated down, carried her in one hand, and left.

Drops of blood fell to the ground.

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