Turn right at an alley called Sanheli, walk to the end of the alley, and push open the slightly old wooden door, which is the small courtyard where he has lived for several years.

The area of this courtyard is very small, only a few feet in circumference, but it is very clean, the ground is paved with white stones, and there is a green pine tree that is not more than a human height planted among the white stones, which is beautiful between the gray walls and black eaves.

The small courtyard is surrounded by the temple of the heavenly tree in Matsucho, which is very quiet, except for the two bells in the morning and dusk, there is no noise again.

It can be said that this small courtyard is the best building in Matsucho, but not many people know about it.

Xuanyuan Po walked across the white stone paved floor, sat down on the wooden floor in front of the house, took off his shoes, and changed into a pair of clean white socks.

Before entering the house, he glanced at the pyre by the door.

The pyre pile is not high, but it is neatly piled, and if you look closely, you will even find that the length and thickness of each piece of firewood are almost identical.

Xuanyuan Po was silent for a while, and then reached out and slowly pulled out an iron rod from the pyre.

The iron rod had no edges and corners, let alone a sharp edge, and it looked very ordinary.

In fact, it is a sword.

No matter how the 100 weapons list is ranked, this sword will definitely be ranked in the top ten.

Who would have thought that the legendary Shanhai Sword was now in a small courtyard in the slums of White Emperor City, and it was still randomly inserted in the pyre by its owner?

Although it was treated similarly at the Anglican College back then, it had to endure the fumes in the kitchen, and even had to be responsible for poking the charcoal fire in the stove.

Xuanyuan Po carried an iron sword, pushed the door and walked into the house.

The size of the room is also very small, with a low table and a few futons, and in the middle is a paper door, which separates the living quarters.

Xuanyuan Po looked at the paper door, his left hand holding the iron sword tightened slightly, his breathing was still gentle, but his expression became extremely solemn.

The paper door is very thin, not to mention using the mountain and sea sword, with his charming and strong body, he is afraid that he can be blown down by just blowing a breath.

What was he wary of, and even faintly afraid?

Suddenly, a voice came from the paper door.

"I don't know who you are, since you can sense our existence when you just entered the courtyard, you must also be a cultivator, please come in and talk about it. ”

Xuanyuan Po didn't have a surprised expression, looked at the paper door and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

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The other side of the paper door.

The room was a little dark, and occasionally the light from the sky fell through the high windows, illuminating it for a moment.

There was some blood on the wall, and there was a faint gold in it, but there was no breath fluctuation.

A Taoist aunt sat against the wall, with a delicate face, unable to see her age, her eyebrows were full of anger, but her eyes were full of fear.

A scribe sat beside her, his face slightly pale, but his expression was as calm as usual.

It was the different red and infinite blue, if it weren't for the fact that Madam Mu had to maintain the ban in the sky above the White Emperor City, and the black robe was responsible for covering the heavens, it would have been difficult for them to escape alive today, even so, they were still extremely seriously injured under the hands of those two angels, and they paid a great price.

Listening to the words of the other red, Infinity Bi was very angry and said, "Don't kill him quickly, let him come in and do something!"

"Since you are the host here, how can you be turned away by the guests. ”

Bei Xianghong looked at the figure on the paper door and said calmly: "We can't move, we can't go out to greet us, please come in." ”

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Listening to these two words, Xuanyuan Po was silent for a while, and stepped forward with an iron sword to push open the paper door.

The first thing he saw was a pile of hedrons on the ground, as well as two small towers and several pieces of spirit wood.

It was obvious that this was a formation that would ensure that no trace of the aura in the formation would leak out and would not be discovered.

Then he looked up at the two men sitting against the wall.

It's not that as he grows older, the bear child of the National Education Academy has naturally become a lot more careful, but because so many things have happened in White Emperor City today, the Red River Demon Guard is still searching everywhere, and the flying chariot is still flying in the night sky, so he has to be cautious.

Seeing the pale and vigilant Dao Aunt, Xuanyuan was stunned.

When he saw the severed arm on her shoulder and the blood all over her body, he couldn't help but feel a little in a trance, thinking to himself that this was the Heavenly Dao Cycle?

One night that year, this Taoist aunt came to Kyoto and tortured and killed a stray dog, but was stopped by Guan Bai, so she cut off one of Guan Bai's arms.

Later, this Taoist aunt came to the National Education Academy and broke through the wall, wanting to kill him, just to vent his emotions.

If it weren't for Su Li's letter, he would have died that night, and the Anglican Academy would have been shattered.

In his eyes at that time, this Dao Gu was like a real devil, powerful and ruthless.

Who would have thought that when they met again after a few years, this Dao Gu was seriously injured and had a broken arm......

Xuanyuan Po didn't say anything, and looked at the man in the scribe's robe.

There were no wounds on the man's body, not even dust could be seen, and his expression was calm.

But Xuanyuan Po felt a sense of death.

It was clear that the person was more seriously injured, in a deeper part of the body.

Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Po suddenly became sad.

Since Dao Gu is infinitely green, this person is naturally a different kind of red.

Who in this world can make a different kind of red and infinite blue like this?

In the past, when they were chatting in the National Education Academy, Tang Thirty-six had discussed this issue with them.

The only one who can defeat this powerful couple in the Divine Realm can only be the saint couple, that is, His Majesty the White Emperor and the Empress Mother.

The question is, His Majesty the White Emperor is in retreat, who is the queen's helper?

When Xuanyuan Po was thinking about these things, his red gaze fell on the iron sword in his hand.

Shanhai Sword has been sleeping in the sword pool of Zhou Yuan for many years, and then he has been in the National Education Academy, and he has never appeared, even if he has not seen his real body. But he could sense that the energy contained in this iron sword was extremely extraordinary, so what about the person who possessed this iron sword?

This person must be a demon powerhouse.

Don't red sighed in her heart, thinking that her fate was like this, and she was helpless.

But Xuanyuan Po didn't do anything, didn't make a move, and didn't warn the outside.

He was silent for a moment and said, "What herbs do you need?"

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Hearing this, Bei Weihong was stunned.

Infinite Bi said hatefully: "What do you want to do?

It was clear that she had recognized Xuanyuan Po's identity.

When she and Elsewhere Hong left the cliff, they were already seriously injured, and they couldn't stand still, let alone the strength to fight again.

With the ban on both sides of the Red River open, and no trace to hide, they ventured into the White Emperor City, hoping to take advantage of the chaos to find a glimmer of life.

At that time, there was indeed chaos in the White Emperor City, but then many demon clan powerhouses began to appear, obviously chasing and killing them.

They took refuge in all directions, came to the relatively loosely guarded outer city along the river, walked into Matsucho, felt that there was some kind of spiritual intention in a certain alley, and went to find a small courtyard to sneak in, but they didn't have time to find out where the spiritual intention was, and the injury broke out, and the formation was hurriedly arranged.

Xuanyuan Po returned.