When the major event of the change of dynasty in Fulong Mountain surged like a tide and gradually spread from the bottom of the mountain...

Wait until it's a little brewing.

One by one, the well-trained Flying Bird Faith Eagle flew back and forth throughout Yanyun Prefecture and fell into the hands of the martial arts faction and family gate lords who took root here.

In the land of Qilu today, there is no dynasty in power, and there are many smokes in various places, and there have been endless wars for decades.

Except for the birth of the first 'martial saint' in a hundred years in the snowy mountains, there was no transcendent power.

But with the revival of the spiritual tide, the first 'mythical relics' fell, such as the 'Fulong Mountain' in Yanyun Prefecture and other seven unique in the world rose rapidly, and now...

One mountain, seven uniques, nine gates!

It is the land of Qilu, the overlord-level force of the Seven Great States!

The former, with the suppression of the 'Sage of Martial Arts', can ignore thousands of troops;

The latter is a wealthy family that rose up after the collapse of the dynasty nearly a hundred years ago, with soldiers and horses in their hands, dividing one side and splitting the territory and sealing the territory!

Yanyun Prefecture!

As one of the nine valves, the Broken Ji family is jointly in charge of Fulong Mountain.

The former seized the state and county and formulated regulations, while the latter collected food and disciples, in order to climb the martial arts, and there has been nothing to do so far.

But...

With the death of King Fulong, the Great Snow Mountain.

He was succeeded by the contemporary chief Wang Dongxuan.

The momentum was huge, and it was impossible to cover up the movement of the mountain cliff and the Wubei Forest after the thunderstorm night.

Therefore, the news of Wang Dongxuan's defeat of the five refineries, comparable to that of the grandmaster, spread far and wide.

Yanyun Prefecture, the undercurrent is surging.

...

"Wang Dongxuan has shown extraordinary since he was a child, but now he is only seventeen or eighteen years old, at most he has achieved success in refining, but in the end, he can defeat the five refining marrow with the body of a non-grandmaster..."

"Come to think of it, this son should be the true inheritance of Wang Duan."

The river flows slowly, sparkling, there are boats along the line, the flag on the pole, the hunting sounds, and the word 'sword pool' is engraved on it.

The man with two swords hanging from his waist stood at the head of the boat, and the young man in the brocade dress replied with a frown after reading the letter.

"Fulongshan's 'judge's pen' is not dead, maybe he made a move, the rumors of chasing the wind and catching shadows may not be true."

"But..."

"The evil demon girl who is ferocious and murderous, rebels against her ancestors and steals treasures, there is a letter saying that she has seen her traces on Fulong Mountain, which is indeed true."

"This time, she must be captured, otherwise once she is called a power, the Sword Sect will die in the Great Snow Mountain, and she will rob the 'mythical relics'... In a little while, who can help her! ”

The long-bearded sword, a middle-aged swordsman, replied coldly.

In this regard, the brocade-clothed young man nodded:

"Uncle Shi's sword, second only to the father of the Sword Sect, back then, the 'Jade Xiao Sword' was invincible before the grandmaster was fashionable, and you had to capture the sister, you don't have to worry."

"I heard that Dong Xuan, the king of Fulong Mountain, succeeded him as the head of the throne and was about to marry the daughter of Yu Xiao, so I just took this opportunity to go and ask for a cup of wine to drink."

"And count the time..."

"One of the Seven Uniques of Qilu, the divination operator of Penglai Prefecture's 'Penglai Immortal Island', should also come to lobby for 'Fulong Mountain', intending to gather the power of the Seven Uniques, hold the mythical relics, and cut down the Snow Mountain together."

"The revenge of my father cannot be avenged."

"But before that, if I can't find the lost property, I'm afraid I'll be in trouble..."

With a soft sigh and sorrow, he went down the river.

At the end, there is Fulong Mountain.

...

Yanyun Prefecture, break the Ji family!

After the collapse of the previous dynasty, the title of 'General of Breaking' was granted, and the Ji family, who guarded half of the smoke and clouds, worked hard for decades, and the first half of the generation united with the 'Winning Gate' to win the championship, and the second half of the generation reached a consensus with the 'Jade Xiao Sword' to divide the smoke and clouds.

So far, it has been accumulated for nearly 100 years and has a profound heritage.

The gate valve is full of murderous people, the door is open, and Shishi suppresses evil.

The stone wall in front of the hall is carved with landscapes, the vicissitudes of centuries-old trees on both sides of the corridor, the martial arts school field, swords, guns, swords and halberds are readily available.

At this time, there is a person wearing a fox fur, bending his bow and arrows, and only listening to 'whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!' 'Three sounds, there are arrows in the air piercing through, and the strength is attached to the feather arrows, piercing three hundred steps away, the bull's-eye of the arrow target!

Not only that, but the arrow pierced through the target, and it was nailed straight into the stone wall behind it, causing the feather handle to tremble slightly, and it took a long time before it returned to calm.

Ji Zhuolu put down the treasure carving bow and raised his head slightly, revealing a tough face with a knife and axe and clear lines.

On both sides, there are generals and colonels in armor, standing like pines, waiting for the 'Lord of the Season Valve' in front of him, the contemporary general of the Broken Captives, with an order, the heroic side that can mobilize tens of thousands of free soldiers and horses to speak.

"Ji Wudu, I didn't expect to have a mouse guts, but I misjudged him."

"'Breaking the Capture of a Pulse', he has been standing by meritorious service since decades, he is from a side line, if he can be in charge of Fulong, after a hundred years, it is not impossible for him to pass on the general's position."

"At that time, the two factions of Winning and Fulong have all made a cloud of smoke, and I will sit and watch Qilu, and there may not be a chance to compete for unification."

"Hmph..."

"Wang Dongxuan is an immortal talent, and he has the resources to dominate the universe and win the myth?"

Smack!

The treasure carving bow was broken under the heavy grip of a thousand catties!

"It's not more than ten years ago, when no one knew the mystery of 'convincing' the martial saint!"

"What's more, Wang Duan is dead, Xu Kui is half of his body in the ground, and the foundation of Fulong Mountain is shallow, which is much worse than when he won the Winning Sect, even if it is a young grandmaster?"

"Thousands of troops and horses stepping on the mountain gate, not becoming a 'martial saint', after all, it is just a piece of loess!"

The high-ranking and powerful general turned around, his sharp eyes pierced through the sky, looked at the distant 'Fulong Mountain', took out the token from his waist, and threw it to a general on his side:

"Take my general's order and transfer 3,000 broken troops."

"Wait for the remnants of the 'Winning Gate'..."

He walked to the side of the school and whispered in the ear of the man in front of him.

Immediately, he patted him on the shoulder, strode the meteor, and left directly.

Only the sound of the whistling of the cloak behind him faded away.

"I broke the Ji family and lived between heaven and earth, dominating the smoke and clouds, how could I be depressed and live under the people for a long time!"

...

Fulong Mountain!

At this time, the night is vast, and the moon and stars are scarce.

It has been more than seven days since Luojing was outside the Wubei Forest and overwhelmed the changes of the disciples.

In the past seven days, he has comprehended the mystery of the 'Shangdong Fulong Sword', realized the 'Jade Xiao' swordsmanship, and realized a little, but he has not figured out the so-called 'mythical relics', whether there are other mysteries.

Although the endowment of 'all kinds of swordsmanship, one point is clear', it is enough to shock the world.

But Luo Jing raised the sword as a womb, and it could be sensed in the dark, and there must be other wonderful uses in it.

Only now, he can't perceive it.

"It seems that if you don't refine mana, raise a Xuan Fetus, and use martial arts to pass through Xuan, you can't figure out any characteristics."

Luo Jing shook his head, shirtless, full of blood and steaming, sitting cross-legged in the courtyard, listening to the insects and birds, thoughtfully.

Seven days ago.

The old grandmaster 'Judge Pen' Xu Kui, seeing that his talent was better than that of 'Jade Sword' Wang Duan, he made a marriage contract with Mu Yuanjun and got married soon.

With great effort, he mobilized the will of martial arts, gave him an empowerment, and practiced every day what it means to have a god in boxing.

This is a very interesting realm, which is claimed to be called a 'grandmaster', but it is not a martial arts pass that can be achieved in a short period of time.

It's more of an accomplishment.

According to Xu Kui, it is necessary to fight to the death, no less than a thousand times, and awaken the warning signs under the real 'death crisis', so that the prototype of this perception of the 'autumn wind before the cicada is moved' can be born, which is extremely difficult.

Although he can use himself as 'firewood' to practice for Luojing, it is not something that can be achieved overnight, and it depends on his own talent.

Although, I haven't realized the way for a week.

But Loking wasn't all without gains.

The grandmaster controlled the martial arts divine will, mobilized the strength of his whole body, penetrated into his muscles, bones and skin, and let him feel that realm, for him, it was 'washing the muscles and cutting the marrow' again and again, and every time he had to break Xu Kui's life.

He practiced for seven days in a row, and asked Luo Jing to quench his body day by day with the help of the 'Shangdong Sword Qi', and at the same time, he was successfully reborn and entered the bone marrow.

Now, he was a true alchemy martial artist.

Although he can't be called a 'grandmaster', he doesn't have the will of martial arts that is both mysterious and mysterious, but he weighs Xu Kui's strength, and under the absolute crushing of the 'Shangdong Sword Qi' like a martial saint's means...

Grandmaster is not necessarily invincible!

I'm thinking about it.

There is a good smell of the girl's fragrance penetrating into the nose, and at the same time, a pair of weak and boneless slender hands skillfully picked up a piece of damp cloth and wiped it on Luo Jing's exposed shoulder blades and lower back:

"The husband has worked hard to practice martial arts, and the concubine has come to bathe and change clothes for you..."

(ps: There will be another chapter later, and it will be pushed up on Sunday, so everyone must be sure to read it next week!) ）