The corners of the old drunkard's mouth twitched, and he looked at Ji Mingyuan very helplessly.

The old man said in a deep voice, "He ...... Does it work?"

The old drunkard looked at Ji Mingyuan and had already begun to move in the direction of Liukan, and said with a wry smile: "He has been familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics since he was a child, famous books and ancient books, and he has also studied these formations quite a lot!"

The old drunkard still remembers that Ji Mingyuan was literate when he was eight years old, and he practiced his words beautifully, and began to fall in love with reading. Once he came to him with a copy of the Book of Changes to ask questions, and asked himself dizzily, and finally he really couldn't answer, and the old drunkard took a sip of wine and asked him to go to Mr. Shushu in the city to ask, saying that he had a specialization in art, and he was not good at this, and then he drank a sip of wine and fell asleep, but he was not drunk, but he couldn't pull his face and said that he wouldn't, so he pretended to be drunk.

Ji Mingyuan shouted softly, "Master, master!" The chubby little hand gently pushed the old drunkard, but no matter how he pushed, he couldn't wake up.

As the so-called real sleeper, you are not afraid that you can't wake up, and if you fake sleep, you can't wake up even if you die!

In the end, Ji Mingyuan ran down the mountain with the book, and really went to ask Mr. Shushu in the city!

As the so-called education is classless, the old gentleman in the city school is also amiable, explained carefully to Ji Mingyuan, explained all the problems to him with a smile, and then Ji Mingyuan took out a copy of the "Tao Te Ching", and asked the old gentleman dizzily, and was silent for a long time.

In the end, the old gentleman found a friend in the city, and the other old gentlemen discussed it with Ji Mingyuan.

Think about that picture, an eight-year-old child is discussing the road of life together in a bunch of old nerds, and the little Ji Mingyuan is still talking about the truth, the picture is novel and unimaginable! In the end, if it weren't for the old drunkard who brought Ji Mingyuan home, Ji Mingyuan's energetic people would have to ask the old gentleman to hang himself with three feet of white silk!

There are really too many questions, as if the questions that have been accumulated for ten years are asked all at once, and the old gentleman is asked to vomit blood, and some of the questions are difficult, it is rare to be amazing, terrifying, even the person who writes the book is difficult to explain!

Finally, looking at the back of Ji Mingyuan and the old drunkard leaving hand in hand, several old gentlemen shook their heads, sighed, and didn't know what to say, and finally there was a respectable, elegant and easy-going old man who looked up to the sky and smiled, "People are not sages, sages are not people!"

"He reads a lot, and knows no less than we do, and he is not as clever as he is!" sighed the old drunkard, feeling that his plan was about to fail, but at last he grinned, very happy, and poured himself another sip of wine.

"He really ...... OK...... Break the ...... Enchantment?" The old man regained some of his strength, but he still paused in his speech.

The old drunkard smiled and said, "Yes!"

The old drunkard smiled happily, what Ji Mingyuan said was true, this enchantment could indeed be broken from there, but Ji Mingyuan didn't calculate who laid this enchantment, of course, there was a backhand to take precautions, with his cultivation, how could it be so simple to break it? But after so many years, this ancient enchantment has long been unwarranted, and those who can guarantee this enchantment are dead, and all those who are left behind are dead! All thousands of years have passed, this enchantment has already been full of holes, like tattered paper, Ji Mingyuan still has a great hope of breaking this enchantment.

This enchantment...... The old drunkard shook his head when he thought of this, smiled bitterly, and sighed: "The past is unbearable!

Ji Mingyuan walked all the way, ran into the distance, looked ahead, and ran all the way forward!

There was still a fierce battle all around! Someone was roaring, rocks were splashing, all kinds of energy were stirring, and weapons were splashing!

Ji Mingyuan saw a sword being vibrated and flew in, Ji Mingyuan caught it easily, and opened his mouth and said, "Whose sword?

Ji Mingyuan said casually, and finished speaking in one breath, shaking his eyes and seeing that no one around answered, he stepped and catapulted out ten zhang away, and left this place in an instant, and his hands were familiar with the soul mark and seal on the sword.

Ji Mingyuan gently stroked the long sword and muttered, "Rich people are really extravagant, this kind of sword is thrown around!" No one has claimed it yet, poor child, follow me in the future, I will take you to gallop across the field, laugh at the red dust, drink and swing the sword rivers and lakes!"

The long sword in his hand is pure silver, the material is light but extremely hard, the cold light is shining, the edge is exposed, you can feel the cold breath above it in your hand, the delicate hilt, the lines are clear, the outline is distinct, there is a carving like willow branches, refreshing as the wind, Ji Mingyuan's side sword is tilted, and there is a peerless posture of a peerless sword fairy.

A handsome man in white got up from the rocks, covered his chest that had been kicked hard, snorted and coughed up a mouthful of blood, his expression was cold, and the corners of his mouth sneered: "Old immortal, it's getting stronger and stronger!"

He fought against a man, that man has always been his opponent, he has been fighting for more than ten years, since he was a child, he has always fought to the death, and he will not stop if he doesn't fight to the death!

"Hahahaha...... The longer you go, the more you go back! Gong Zhong Gumu! Suppressing the realm, you are so vulnerable!" A man stood opposite Gong Zhong Gumu, his posture was proud, he was tall and tall, his face was like a fierce tiger, and he was fierce and vicious! Holding a handful of shining light in his hand, he smiled heroically.

"Old immortal, you are nothing more than that! Lack of strength, weak strength, what's the matter? What kind of motherly exercises have you learned? It's good to start!" Gong Zhong Gumu smiled, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth!

In fact, the man's hand was very heavy, and the earth was shattered, and the force was terrifying, and the earth was shattered just by punching! The two of them were not people of this realm, but people of higher cultivation, far above these people, the spirit pattern realm was so weak in front of them that they could be wiped out with a snap of their fingers, but they suppressed the realm and came here, and wanted to come here to fight and compete for the male and female.

The two of them fought bloodily, their clothes were tattered, and they were stabbed several times, several swords, and the weapons of the two of them were carefully cultivated, and they were extremely powerful, even Gao Xiuwei's body could be cut.

"Little brat, you can't even hold the sword steadily, come on, come again! Lao Tzu will teach you to hold a sword!" the tall man sneered. Condescendingly overlooking this Gongzhong lonely tree, with a provocative face.

He is tall and mighty, with huge arms, gentle and virtuous little women, thick thighs, muscular, strong knives, heavy as Mount Tai, and a strong momentum of chopping mountains and splitting the sea, and the momentum is overwhelming, and ordinary people dare not look at him.

"Cut! It's up to you, I'll cut off your head with a sword, and make you throw your head, spill your blood, and die a dashing death!" Gong Zhong sneered.

He touched his side, but he didn't touch anything! He looked to the side for a moment, but he didn't find his silver long sword, and said in his heart, "Did you fall into the messy stone?"

The two of them hit the ground and collapsed, the rocks collapsed, the smoke billowed out, and the stone next to it was trampled into powder with a single blow! The sound of the chopping shook and roared, sharp and piercing, and the sound stopped the clouds and endured for a long time.

The old immortal has a great strength, and he pays more attention to the sharpness and speed of the sword qi, and he has just been shocked away from the long sword! But he is not worried, who can snatch his sword under his nose? He is not worried, there is his soul mark on it, how can the ants here erase it?

Gongzhong Gumu beckoned.

"......" Gongzhong Lone Wood.

"Hahaha...... Waste, can't even call the sword back?" As soon as the tall man seized the opportunity, he mocked mercilessly, knowing that he was summoning the sword to come back, but he didn't come back for half a day, and he didn't know where to insert that dung pit!

"Heh, wait, I'll let you know what a sword is to seal your throat!" Gong Zhong Gumu sneered, but a cold sweat broke out on his head.

The first time he summoned the sword and came back, he didn't react for so long, it was very strange, very weird.

Reciting the name of the sword silently in his heart, the spiritual power in his hand increased!

"Where's my sword, my sword......" Gong Zhong shouted, his voice resounding through the sky!

His sword is gone, he can't find it, he can't summon it back, he doesn't react! As long as the sword cultivator silently recites his sword, senses it, and summons the spiritual power in his hand, he can take the sword back! But Gongzhong Gumu can't sense his sword, and he doesn't react when he silently recites his name, don't erase the mark on it......

The tall man looked at Gongzhong Gumu with a flurry of words, a little confused, this guy's sword was gone, was picked up by others, his soul mark was erased, and he was shocked! Who did it in this short period of time?

In front of the golden vortex!

The old drunkard took a sip of wine and smiled and said, "This sword is okay, it can barely be seen, it is not a broken copper and iron, the sword qi is fierce, and it has been carefully cultivated with a lot of good things, and the silly boy is lucky!"

Ji Mingyuan naturally couldn't erase such a powerful soul mark, so the old drunkard took action to erase it!

Ji Mingyuan had already run out of the hundred zhang with the sword, and he didn't hear the angry roar of Gongzhong Gumu at all, and he took the sword and put a mark on it and rushed out quickly, rushing to the eye of the formation!

"Die!" a man shouted, jumping from not far away, slashing down, tearing the sky, and the wind howled in his ears!

"Bell !!"

Ji Mingyuan cut off his avenue with a sword, and both of them were stunned!

The silver sword in Ji Mingyuan's hand was extremely sharp, cutting off the man's broadsword.

Ji Mingyuan turned around and kicked him in the stomach!

"Boom !!"

The man flew out sideways, and flew out with the broken avenue! The back of his head fell to the ground and slid out, and a few feet away, he also turned over a few heels, and finally faced the loess with his back to the sky, lying on the ground lifeless, and convulsing from time to time.

"Brother Sword! Yes, peerless sword, I don't know how to use the immortal method?" Ji Mingyuan smiled, happy in his heart.

What kind of scene would it be if he used this sword to wield the peerless sword technique of the Blue Emperor? This was the strongest and most beneficial sword he had ever used.

The sword pointed at the sky, and the silver light flashed!

"Boom !!"

The earth shook, and Ji Mingyuan was blasted out in an instant.

"Oh, you're in trouble, aren't you?" The old drunkard laughed and looked at the tall figure.