Pak An Fortress.

A battle has entered the heat of the day.

The snow-white moonlight sprinkled down, the sword light and sword shadows flickered continuously, and the condensed energy bombarded everything around him.

More than ten innate warriors were fighting, and the destructive power was more terrifying than a bulldozer, but in a quarter of an hour, a hundred meters around the inn, all the buildings were turned into ruins, and the walls were full of rubble.

Father-in-law Lu observed for a while, and finally made a move, only to see him shake the dust in his hand, and his old body looked extremely capable and neat.

The figure moved, and the afterimage said.

It's amazingly fast.

Yu Qingzhou, who was fighting with the two leaders of the receivers, suddenly felt a cold chill rise in his back, and he didn't even think about it, or he didn't have time to think at all, but with his instinct for danger, his body suddenly moved three feet sideways.

Just as his body moved sideways, a whistling sound of breaking the air passed by his ears, and a gray-white light shook down.

Dodging a blow, Yu Qingzhou's figure jumped rapidly, and he retreated for more than ten meters in a row to stabilize his body.

He looked at Gonggong Lu with a solemn face.

Looking at the battle around him, his face became more and more ugly.

Something doesn't seem right.

The plan to divert the tigers from the mountains has been successful, but it seems to have been too successful, and they seem to have transferred a little too many tigers.

He didn't care about the other innate martial artists, if his strength was not him, he didn't need to pay too much attention to it, but the strength of the two made him feel extremely tricky.

One is Cao Zhengchun, who is fighting against Lu Zhi, and the other is Lu Gonggong, who he will face.

He had an understanding of Gonggong Lu and knew that he was a master, but Gonggong Lu had been by Lihuang's side all the year round, so he didn't know how strong Gonggong Lu's strength was.

This time, he didn't expect the Lu Gong Guild to come, he originally thought that it would be those people from Qingfushan.

But in fact, it doesn't matter who comes, anyway, he has already dragged Lu Zhi into the water, as long as Lu Zhi is there and helps him share some of the pressure, he is sure to get out of the way.

But he didn't expect that there was one more variable in this, that is, Cao Zhengchun.

The artistic conception of this seemingly honest old eunuch is not strong, but his strength is actually on par with Lu Zhi.

At first, he was confident, but now he suddenly felt that it was difficult.

Gonggong Lu didn't talk nonsense with him, nor did he pay attention to the others, his eyes were always locked on Yu Qingzhou.

With a miss, he pursued Yu Qingzhou again.

In the cold moonlight, his figure was blurred, like a ghost, erratic, but extremely fast.

And the dust whisk in his hand is like a whip, and every time the soft whisk is shaken, it carries a heart palpitating energy.

Lu Gonggong's momentum is not brilliant, but it is extremely weak, if you don't feel it carefully, you won't notice the potential condensed on the dust.

His intention also seemed mediocre, without the sharpness of the sword intent, without the heaviness of the sword intent, nor the majesty of other artistic conceptions, only a little bit of dangerous aura.

But this little bit of breath is the ultimate threat to Yu Qingzhou.

The two were fighting, and Yu Qingzhou felt more and more difficult.

Lu Gonggong's move is very simple, that is, he shakes the dust again and again, but this dust is very tough, no matter how the knife in his hand slashes, he can't cut the dust, and he can't even stop the dust.

He tried to fight back several times, but every time he stabbed out, the dust seemed to have predicted his movements in advance, blocking his blade in advance.

This feeling is very uncomfortable, his every move is in the other party's prediction, no matter what he does, it seems to be pulled by an invisible silk thread.

After retreating more than ten steps back, he raised his head sharply and looked at Grandpa Lu's deep eyes.

"Sky Eye!"

The pupils in his eyes shrank suddenly, and he looked at Gonggong Lu with a somewhat incredulous expression.

It was a pair of black-and-white cloudy eyes, which seemed to be covered with a black mist on the surface.

In this pale moonlight, it looks particularly weird.

Father-in-law Lu finally spoke, and said, "Since you know Tianyantong, you should know that you can't escape my eyes tonight." ”

Tianyantong does not refer to the six supernatural powers of Buddhism, but a method of side-door left-hand path, just like Haiyueqing's psychedelic technique, which is a kind of cultivation method specifically aimed at the eyes.

It can greatly improve a cultivator's ability to observe and predict, and have insight into subtleties that others cannot match.

This ability is very similar to the Tianyantong in Buddhist legends, so it is called Tianyantong.

Tianyantong is very powerful, but few people cultivate, firstly, because it takes a lot of energy and resources to cultivate Tianyantong, even the six holy lands are difficult to support a person to cultivate Tianyantong, that is, the Dali Dynasty has enough resources to cultivate a person to cultivate Tianyantong.

The resources consumed to cultivate a person who cultivates the Heavenly Eye Pass are enough to cultivate three to five innate martial artists.

It's not the kind of forces that really have deep pockets that simply don't waste resources like this.

The second is that Tianyantong is only an auxiliary exercise, which has almost no help for the cultivation of artistic conception, and the innate martial artists all take artistic conception perception as the first priority, and they would rather spend time on artistic conception perception than waste time on cultivating an auxiliary ability.

The third is the difficulty of cultivating Tianyantong, which is even more difficult than letting an innate martial artist comprehend the third layer of artistic conception.

Therefore, the entire Dali and the royal court forces around Dali and the southeastern islands, they all knew that Tianyantong was very powerful, but no one had ever cultivated it.

Yu Qingzhou's face became more and more ugly, he really didn't expect that an old eunuch like Gonggong Lu would have such a tricky ability.

And Gonggong Lu's words are not wrong, in the face of Tianyantong, he can't deal with it at all.

He glanced at Lu Zhi not far away, and his heart was already retreating.

Their plan had worked, and there was no point in staying here to fight, and now was the best time to get out.

Thinking of this, he barely hesitated, turned around and flew away.

However, he had just jumped out of a dozen zhang before Gonggong Lu appeared on his way.

The condensed whisk of dust was thrown out again, and he was caught off guard, and he was actually swept out at once.

The soft whisk smacked on his left arm, and the tail end of the whisk struck back against his back, and the condensed and feminine energy penetrated directly into his flesh and flesh, impacting his internal organs.

The pain was so intense that he lost his mind, but he soon came to his senses and sprang out again.

"Not only do I have the eye of the sky, but I also have the Shadow Walk, and in the dark night, you are just a prey." Father-in-law Lu's voice was gloomy.

At the same time, his figure became more blurred and faster.

Under the cold moonlight, the afterimages remained between the rubble, making it impossible to distinguish the real from the fake.

Bang bang bang ~~

Yu Qingzhou was whipped by the dust again and again, fell to the ground again and again, and got up again and again to escape, but no matter how he struggled, the afterimages were like a cage that blocked him within a radius of ten zhang.

"Dali is not something you can come and leave if you want, since you are here, then be prepared to die."

"Yu Qingzhou, in the eyes of His Majesty, those plans of yours are just children doing their own home, too immature!"

"Do you think that if we are here, the Imperial City will be empty?"

"Your understanding of the imperial dynasty is too shallow, the imperial dynasty not only has a vast territory and a large number of people, but also countless resources and exercises."

"Just with those local chickens and dogs on the southeast islands, you want to subvert my Dali Dynasty, and you guys are too underestimate my Dali Dynasty."

Father-in-law Lu seemed to have found an interest in speaking, his tone was very cold, but there was a bit of mockery and indifference in his words.

It's like a cat playing with mouse and taunting and disregard.

Yu Qingzhou's strength is not weak, although he has not yet reached the third realm, but he has already touched the threshold of the third realm, and his strength is infinitely close to the powerhouse of the third realm.

It's a pity that he ran into Gonggong Lu, a real monster.

Father-in-law Lu was able to follow Emperor Lihuang for decades, no matter how the times changed, Father-in-law Lu's status in the imperial city has never decreased, and even as time passed, he can be said to be above 10,000 people under one person in the imperial city.

This is not only because of the friendship between Lihuang and his master and servant, not only because of his ability to do things, but more importantly, he has an unattainable cultivation talent and strength.

The little shunzi beside Qin Wei can be regarded as a good talent, and with Qin Wei improving his cultivation for him, he is now a Tianjiao figure in the path of cultivation.

But compared with Gonggong Lu, he can only be regarded as an ordinary person.

Gonggong Lu came into contact with the way of cultivation at the age of fifteen, reached the seventh rank at the age of twenty, entered the innate realm at the age of thirty, comprehended the potential at the age of thirty-five, comprehended the meaning at the age of forty, and reached the third realm at the age of fifty.

After thirty years, his cultivation was difficult to improve, so he began to cultivate the side door left way.

Ten years, the eye of the sky is completed, and ten years, the shadow is completed.

Up to now, his cultivation has reached the limit of the innate realm, and if there is a way to break through, he may already be beyond the innate existence.

This kind of cultivation speed is several times more powerful than Li Xun, Situ Changkong, Lu Qingfeng and others.

If Qin Mucheng is a hard-working genius, then Father-in-law Lu is a demonic genius.

Qin Mucheng put down all mundane things and put all his energy and time into cultivation, and now he is only an innate three realms.

But Gonggong Lu played the role of the chief steward in the imperial city, and he had to serve Emperor Lihuang every day and night, but his strength was even more terrifying than Qin Mucheng.

After some struggle, Yu Qingzhou had fallen into despair.

He looked at Gonggong Lu with frightened eyes, his whole body was already covered with scars, and all the internal organs in his body were shocked.

"You!"

Gonggong Lu looked at him, and his old body slowly walked towards him with unslow steps.

The dust in his hand hung on his left arm, and his wrinkled face was full of gloom.

Although Yu Qingzhou was now a plaything in his hands, he was still angry.

The dust in his hand was flicked lightly and wrapped around Yu Qingzhou's neck.

At this time, Yu Qingzhou no longer had any power to resist, and he also lost his previous self-confidence and self-satisfaction.

He couldn't even hold his own knife.

As soon as Father-in-law Lu pulled the dust, Yu Qingzhou collapsed under his feet.

lowered his head, and his cloudy eyes stared at Yu Qingzhou like a demon.

"Dare to come to Dali to make trouble, I will let you know what life is better than death!"

At this time, Gonggong Lu was not the old slave who was respectful in front of Emperor Li, nor was he the old man who always had a kind smile on his face in the imperial city.

At this time, he was more like an evil ghost, a demon that frightened Yu Qingzhou.

……

Qingfu Mountain.

The dim night weighed down the cold moonlight, and the cool night wind toggled countless branches and leaves with a brushing sound.

Wang Shouren held the brush in his hand and looked at Hai Mingxin in front of him.

The delicate face was a little tired, and a little dull.

After all, he had only just stepped into the threshold of the Master's Realm, and although he was already very proficient in the use of Haoran Qi, his condensation of the power of heaven and earth was still far behind.

With his strength, he couldn't suppress Hai Mingxin at all, even if Hai Mingxin was just a martial artist of the Innate Second Realm, he still felt very powerless.

Hai Mingxin held a wide knife on his back, and also looked at Wang Shouren, his eyes were not a little light, but full of solemnity.

Wang Shouren's strength is far inferior to him, but he doesn't dare to underestimate Wang Shouren at all.

Because Wang Shouren is too young, young enough to make him feel awe-inspired.

Today's Wang Shouren is only twenty-four or five years old, but he has a strength comparable to the innate realm, although he still looks a little immature, but Hai Mingxin still feels incredible.

What kind of cultivation did he do when he was twenty-four years old?

It seems that there are only six products!

At that time, he was known as the first day of the Lu Shengwang Court.

But his genius seemed very mediocre in front of Wang Shouren.

Yan Zhen, who was standing behind Wang Shouren, was not disappointed by this, but was full of relief.

He looked at Wang Shouren as if he was looking at a rare treasure, full of love and joy, and even faintly, there was a trace of envy and jealousy.

"Let's go, the old man is here, you can't take anything with you!"

Yan Zhen said.

At this time, he was in a good mood, so good that he didn't want to worry about Hai Yueqing and Hai Mingxin.

Now he wants to sit down with Wang Shouren and talk about his master's feelings, and he can't wait to immediately pass on all his life's insights to Wang Shouren.

Hai Yueqing and Hai Mingxin glanced at each other, and their eyes showed helplessness.

Lu Zhi's wishful thinking was in vain.

He originally thought that Yu Qingzhou had done so many things and could lure everyone away on Qingfu Mountain, but he didn't expect that there was still such a big mountain as Yanzhen in Qingfu Mountain.

They overestimated Yu Qingzhou's plans and abilities, and also underestimated Dali's strength.

Perhaps the current glass looks internal and external, chaotic, but it is undeniable that the glass at this time should be the most powerful period for more than 300 years.

Emperor Li's reign of forty-six years has pushed Dali's strength to a peak stage.

If it weren't for the fact that Emperor Lihuang was old and was about to die, how would these people dare to jump out and do things.

"Farewell!"

Hai Mingxin is a bachelor, and when he sees that he can't do anything, he turns around and leaves.

He bowed to Yan Zhen, and then left without hesitation on the bluestone path.

Haiyue Qing Dynasty Yan Zhen showed a coquettish smile again, "Little brother, I have time to come to Lu Sheng's Court to play." ”

Wang Shouren looked at the backs of the two of them, frowning.

"Teacher, why do I always feel a kind of estrangement from the power of heaven and earth?"

"Because you haven't really understood the vastness of heaven and earth!"

"Expansive!"

"That's right! Your understanding of heaven and earth is that my heart is the heart of heaven, but can your heart really be as wide as heaven and earth? Yanzhen asked.

Wang Shouren was stunned when he heard this, and the whole person fell into deep thought.

My heart is the heart of heaven!

The human heart is big, but it's also small.

"The way of the sage, my nature is self-sufficient, I do not seek anything outside, I am prepared in the heart, the sky is the heart, the heart is the reason, to the conscience, the unity of knowledge and action."

Wang Shouren muttered in a low voice.

His eyes grew brighter and brighter as the murmur sounded.

After a long time, he came back to his senses, bowed to Yan Zhen again, and said, "Thank you for your teachings!" ”

"What did you realize?" Yan Zhen asked with some curiosity.

"My heart is the heart of heaven, my heart is not as good as the heart of heaven, but I am self-sufficient." Wang Shouren said.

This time it was Yan Zhen's turn to be stunned, "I am self-sufficient!" ”

"Hahaha~~"

"Okay, good~~ Good self-sufficiency!"

(End of chapter)