Footsteps rang out from outside.

A young man in a rich silk shirt walked in.

With his hands behind his back, his right hand behind his back swayed a dark red diamond-shaped short sword up and down, and there was a narrow scar on his handsome face, which looked particularly hideous, but there was a look of indifferent contempt in his narrow eyes.

Gehan raised his head and asked with a smile, "Dare to ask whom." ”

The young man said lazily, "Qingcheng, Bai Jianyi." ”

Ge Han's eyes flickered, and after a moment of silence, he shook his head helplessly, and said slightly: "I didn't expect the third prince to let you come... You really look up to me. ”

The young man scratched his ears and said calmly: "I know that you have some martial arts skills, which is quite good, although for me... Actually, it's all the same, but they still want to do it cleanly. ”

Bai Jian twisted the small sword, blew it, and said, "You know, the hearts of these people are always twisted and turned. ”

"It's my honor to let Bai Jianyi, who is invincible in the world's ire realm, personally attack."

When Gehan returned to the house, he took off his official robe and changed into a loose and comfortable black military uniform.

From the moment Su Qingming survived, he had already expected the current result.

All the clues will eventually converge on him, and only when he dies completely will they be cut off.

There is only one death.

The third prince had an explanation to the Sword Sect and the Daode Immortal Sect.

He could expect it, and Zhang Xiang naturally knew better, so there was the previous conversation.

At this moment, he walked out of the lobby and stood in the middle of the courtyard, and a coercion that all officials had never seen since entering the Tang Dynasty officialdom emanated from his body.

Full of momentum.

When the young man saw this scene, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "I have heard that the elder brother has reached the fifth heaven of martial arts when he was less than twenty years old, and there are even vague signs of stepping into the sixth level, and he is a rare genius now. ”

Bai Jianyi shook his head and said, "It's a pity, if you have been cultivating until now, maybe I am really a little tricky now." ”

"When I first learned boxing, my master told me a truth."

Ge Han smiled and said: "The size of the fist in the hand is the truth of the rules with heaven and earth, you can't retreat when you meet the enemy, and you can't shrink when you meet a strong enemy, after so many years..."

The middle-aged official looked at the sky and whispered, "Finally, I want to pick it up and try it." ”

Bai Jian clasped his hands to his chest, looked casual, and said, "I'll give you a chance." ”

Ge Han was not polite, his body sank, his fists were clenched tightly, and a majestic spiritual power gathered into the wind.

Rumble!

A punch comes out.

The green bricks on the ground between the two all exploded and shattered into stone slag.

The young man's brows furrowed slightly, and a cyan light curtain appeared out of thin air in front of his body.

The fist qi slammed into the light curtain, and the pouring fist wind alone instantly smashed the entire mansion to pieces, but the young man's figure did not move, as steady as a green pine.

Gohan's face was calm, and he took a light step forward.

Thunder on the ground!

Ge Han's figure instantly flashed to Bai Jianyi's side, his fists were like thunder, and countless fist shadows smashed forward.

Bang!

Those cyan light curtains became more and more dim and crumbling under the countless collisions.

A smile cracked at the corner of the young man's mouth, and the small sword in his fingertips trembled slightly.

The snow-white slender sword qi came overwhelmingly, turning into cold wind and ice and snow in mid-air, and the cold aura instantly blew away the fist intent, completely enveloping the entire small courtyard.

The temperature dropped to a terrible level throughout the courtyard.

The sword qi that filled the courtyard turned into a visible wind and snow, and the snowflakes were like swords, floating on Gehan's body.

Gohan still maintained the posture of punching, although the fist shadow was strong, but his face was full of sadness.

Subtle wounds appeared from his body, sword qi entered his body, and then spread to the most subtle parts of the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, cutting off them one by one.

Like a sword piercing the heart, the pain is unbearable.

"Interesting."

The young man looked at the latter's resolute face and smiled, "Let's see if you can break my protective light curtain in the end." ”

Gohan's fists never stopped, and countless fist shadows smashed on the light curtain in front of the opponent, although it was already dim, it was obvious that it would take some time to completely shatter.

Ge Han snorted, forcibly swallowed the blood gushing out of his chest, stomped his right foot forward suddenly, straightened his right fist backwards, and used all his strength to slam forward.

Tighten the longbow.

The air smelled of the aura twisting rapidly and then exploding.

Boom!

Crackling.

The cyan light curtain, which had been holding firm from beginning to end, appeared countless cracks, spreading in all directions like cobwebs, and then all turned into the sound of glass shattering.

The cyan protective light curtain exploded on the spot.

A strong wind blew in, blowing one or two of Bai Jian's long sideburns back high.

But at the same time, the middle-aged man's fist shadow also disappeared completely.

I don't know when, he has completely become a bloody person, and the meridians in his body are in tatters, and there is no life.

In his last vague consciousness, Gohan's right hand clenched into a fist, and he thought about another punch.

Just one punch!

Unfortunately, in the end, everything came to naught, and he fell heavily to the ground, soaked in blood.

Bai Jianyi glanced at him indifferently, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he kicked out, and the latter's body smashed into the wall in the center of the hall like a cannonball, deeply embedded in it.

"Waste."

Bai Jianyi grinned and said, "After reading it, it won't be long before I will kill you with my own hands." ”

Su Qingming, who looked at this fight indifferently from beginning to end, did not speak.

The Qingcheng Sword Sect is indeed qualified to challenge the Sword Sect, no wonder it is praised by the people of the world as the sect second only to the Seven Holy Lands.

Facing this extremely talented disciple of Qingcheng, Su Qingming said lightly: "Perhaps, you will die that day." ”

Bai Jian laughed and turned to leave.

...

Su Qingming's return to morality was not an unexpected retreat, he was now unable to gather spiritual energy in his body, and the so-called pranayama was just the most basic spiritual cultivation.

Li Shu looked serious next to her, her eyes staring at a blank piece of paper in front of her.

The assessment will start tomorrow, Su Qingming looked at her and asked, "Have a clue?" ”

Li Shu's face was solemn, she suddenly raised her chin, snorted softly, and said, "I won't tell you." ”

Li Shu suddenly asked, "You taught me the so-called sword heart, but this is a method of sword cultivation, can it really work?" ”

Su Qingming closed his eyes and said, "Do it spontaneously." ”

Li Shu knew that these four words were the purpose of the moral outlook, and although the Taoist Venerable Daoist Zun was quiet and inactive, the concepts in it were extraordinary.

"You should think about your opponent tomorrow."

Su Qingming said.

Li Shuru's picturesque eyebrows were raised high, and she said: "Of course I know, one is my third emperor brother, Li Chengqian, and the other is the eldest son of General Zhenbei, Lin Chengbei, I am familiar with them." ”

Su Qingming recalled the scene of the previous days and sighed softly.

"Don't forget our agreement."

...

A certain unknown Taoist Venerable wanted to recruit disciples, which caused a great sensation within Daodao, but most of the news was blocked outside.

After the investigation of well-intentioned people, there are only three candidates who are qualified to participate in this assessment.

The third prince Li Chengqian.

Xiangcheng princess Li Shu.

Lin Chengbei, the son of the general of Zhenbei.

The three of them are all members of the Tang Dynasty royal family or descendants, and they have to choose one person to enter the moral concept and become a disciple of a certain Taoist Venerable, forming an incense relationship.

Among the more keen-minded people, it is obvious that Datang and Daode have secretly carried out some kind of unknown transaction.

Many disciples of Moral Values were attracted by this assessment and came to the open space in front of the library building.

A gray-robed Taoist strode over from a distance, and countless people saluted slowly everywhere he went, their eyes in awe.

Deacon of Ethics, Meng Gui.

One of the three Dao Venerables.

The old man of fame looked unremarkable, with an ancient scroll in his hand, the wrinkles on his face as rough and dense as the roots of an old tree, and his eyelids lids were limp, like any ordinary country talent.

There is a table in front of it with three snow-white pieces of paper on it.

He looked at the three people in front of him, nodded, and said, "Let's start." ”

Lin Chengbei, the son of the general of Zhenbei, had no taboos and strode out.

The third prince, Li Chengqian, put his hands behind him, and his face was calm.

When Li Shu saw this scene, she looked into the distance with some nervousness.

...

On the path leading to the library building of morality, Su Qingming walked side by side with Daoyan.

"Gohan is dead." Dao Yan spoke, and at the same time, with a wave of his hand, ripples rippled in the air in front of the two, and the picture of Gehan's tragic death in the exquisite mansion appeared in the ripples in the air.

Su Qingming looked at it calmly and said, "That person's swordsmanship is especial. Qingcheng. ”

Dao Yan smiled: "According to my guess, that person should have made a war with you." ”

Su Qingming snorted.

For thousands of years, there have been many Daomen monks, countless sects, and the Sword Sect is now leading the pinnacle of the world's sword path monks.

The Qingcheng Sword Sect is one of them, and it is also the largest sect second only to the Sword Sect for hundreds of years.

The emerging sect is naturally determined to forge ahead, and the Sword Sect and Qingcheng are in the same Yuanzhou, so the relationship between the two is naturally not much.

Of course, in Su Qingming's opinion, the relationship between the Sword Sect and any sect in the world was not good.

"Ten years ago, Qingcheng Mountain produced a cultivation genius called Bai Jianyi, who was born several years higher than the current younger generation of your Sword Sect, and also fought with your Sword Sect's Hu Shao and Shen Shenfei, and faintly gained the upper hand."

Dao Yan said slowly, "Coupled with the precipitation in recent years, there is already the title of invincible under the Dongzhen Realm on the rivers and lakes. ”

Su Qingming didn't have any feelings about this.

Among the younger generation of the Sword Sect, every year of cultivation would increase exponentially, not to mention that if he guessed correctly, Shen Shenfei was already touching the threshold edge of the Three Realms of Returning to Truth.

As for the invincibility of the first strike...

Su Qingming looked up, and for some reason, he suddenly smiled with emotion: "I haven't heard these words for many years." ”

Su Qingming stopped, turned his head and asked with a smile: "Mr. Yan is afraid that I guessed something, and then I couldn't help but kill him with a sword?" ”

Daoyan frankly admitted: "Yes. ”

"I don't know what a grudge I have against him, but it seems that my guess is correct."

Su Qingming said lightly: "You have done a lot, otherwise I may really slash him with a sword later." ”

The crowd in front of them suddenly let out a burst of exclamations, and at the same time, colorful lights came out.

Both stopped at the same time.

The two pieces of white paper emitted a brilliant golden light at this moment, floating in the air, it seemed that both of them were the same as Su Qing meditated, through the method of using words to make intentions.

"The beacon fire shines on the north, and my heart is uneven."

The handwriting on the first white paper is vigorous and powerful, revealing the meaning of decisiveness, and as soon as the handwriting is written, the white paper blooms with brilliant blue light.

"Words that can resonate with heaven and earth are all good poems." Daoyan commented.

Su Qingming turned his head slightly and looked at the words on the second piece of paper, the handwriting was upright and elegant, but it was magnificent.

"If I am the Green Emperor in his year, I will bloom with the peach blossoms."

These two sentences did not hide the ambition in Li Chengqian's heart, which was a little bold and even disrespectful on this occasion, but no one made a sound at the moment, just watched quietly.

The white paper exuded a majestic golden aura, which seemed to everyone to be a hidden emperor.

Dao Yan didn't comment on the word, but said softly: "Although it is different from the concept of morality, if we take history as a mirror, if Li Chengqian is on the throne in the future, he can indeed be regarded as a generation of strong monarchs." ”

Su Qingming glanced at the third prince and shifted his gaze.

Li Shu walked to the desk with a nervous face, picked up the brush, but did not put down the pen for a long time.

Two sheets of paper with different flavors were presented next to her, which made her a little upset.

"Meditation." A calm voice rang in her head.

Li Shu looked up in confusion and saw a pair of eyes.

There was not the slightest flow of emotion in those eyes, like a black hole, but it calmed her heart for a moment.

A scene from yesterday flashed through her mind.

Like a ghost, Li Shu waved her hand, and the brush flashed quickly on her fingertips.

At this moment, streams of the purest sword qi in heaven and earth emanated from Li Shu's dantian and palms.

The ethereal sword aura swept around, blowing out the two completely different auras beside him.

Countless people showed surprised faces.

This little princess actually woke up to Kenshin at this moment.

Could it be that the rumors are true, His Majesty's favorite princess Xiangcheng turned out to be a sword cultivator?

Su Qingming's expression was indifferent, and he quietly looked at the big characters.

Dao Yan looked into the air and muttered: "Swing the sword to break the clouds, and all the immortals will come to the west." ”