Of course I shouldn't have said this, after all, I'm also a person from Emperor Peak!"

Luo Tianni looked at Sanskrit and said in a deep voice: "It's just ...... I feel very disgusted by the way the Emperor Peaks act! I feel even more disgusted that I am in the Emperor Peaks!"

Saying this, Luo Tianni turned around and left.

In place, only Sanskrit looked at her with clear eyes.

The door of the temple was closed, and the whole hall was silent, without the slightest sound.

She was in the hall, her eyes and expressions were all hidden in the darkness, and no one knew what she was thinking.

After Luo Tianni left, he went down the mountain, and when the disciples of the mountain gate asked, they didn't say where they were going, but only said that they wanted to go out to breathe.

She is a saint of the previous generation, and she is only recognized by the highest rank in the sect, and the disciples of the mountain gate dare not stop her, so they can only let her go.

However, it was returned to Sanskrit Qing.

When he learned about this, Sanskrit was silent for a long time, and only said quietly: Let her go.

As for Du Yuran, he appeared in Su County ten days later.

Standing at the city gate, looking at the notice posted by the brocade trade wind on the billboard, Du Yuran had a look of shock on his face.

She didn't expect that Heavenly Sword Song Que would also enter the Jinyi Guard!

However, what surprised her even more was a man standing in front of the sign.

Young man.

Dressed shabby, somewhat taciturn, and looking like an ordinary young man.

He was tall and thin, with narrow arms and a long waist, and long hair, which at first glance looked a little sloppy, but when he looked closely, he found that he was very clean.

This is very contradictory, but Du Yuran understands it very well.

Sloppy is his appearance, and clean ...... It's his soul.

This is a very pure person!

He had a knife around his waist.

The handle of the knife was rusty, uncarved, and even the scabbard was covered with peeled rust.

He should be poor.

That's why I can't even afford a knife.

His knife is like a wood knife for chopping wood and trees, which means that if it is polished, it will be used as a weapon.

No!

I'm afraid he even omitted the process of polishing!

This is clearly a rusty wood knife!

Such a knife, if ordinary people wear it and walk the rivers and lakes, I am afraid that it will make the people around laugh.

However, not knowing why.

Du Yuran looked at this young man, but he didn't want to laugh very much, and even had a very peculiar feeling-

Cold!

Cold cold!

"This man...... It's actually a rare innate Dao body in the world?!"

After washing and understanding, Du Yuran's face immediately showed a trace of surprise that could not be concealed.

Born Dao Body!

Rare in the world!

Practicing martial arts is a long way!

It's a natural warrior seed!

If you can have a clever predecessor to guide the way, within ten years, you will be able to become a master of martial arts in the world, comparable to Ye Kai, the successor of the flying knife!

No!

It's even more terrifying than Ye Kai!

"If you can bring it back to Emperor Peak and teach it carefully, there will definitely be another martial arts master in the rivers and lakes in the future!"

Thinking like this, Du Yuran stepped into the young man's face and said softly, "Young man, what's your name?"

She patted the young man lightly on the shoulder and whispered.

The voice is elegant and beautiful, and it sounds like a spring breeze.

Feeling the sound on his shoulders and in his ears, the young man with the firewood knife turned around and immediately saw Du Yuran.

However......

He bowed his head.

In the face of this peerless beauty like a fairy in the sky, the young man seemed a little restrained and a little cramped, and his face had a complex expression of inferiority complex and pride.

This made Du Yuran very strange.

So she shook her palm and whispered again, "Young man, what's your name?"

This voice finally brought the young man back to his senses, he was a little nervous, so he stammered when he said it: "My name is Xiao, Xiao Jianseng." ”

"Xiao Jiansheng?"

Du Yuran muttered the name carefully, and then said with a smile: "I am a disciple of Emperor Ta Peak, your martial arts roots are very good, would you like to go back with me to learn martial arts?"

"Xuanzhen Mountain is the head of the 'three mountains' on the rivers and lakes, under the guidance of the Pure Yang Ancestor, it is the authentic sect of the Daomen, your martial arts qualifications are born with the Dao body, if you can enter the Xuanzhen Mountain, you will become famous in time!"

Hearing Emperor Ta Feng, the young man was a little ignorant, obviously not knowing this sect.

But he had still heard of Xuanzhen Mountain, the head of the three mountains, and his face immediately showed a touch of emotion: "Can you really recommend me to enter Xuanzhen Mountain?"

"It's nature!"

Du Yuran was not surprised by the excitement of the young man.

Xuanzhen Mountain, although it is not one of the two holy places of martial arts, as one of the three mountains, it is also quite famous in the rivers and lakes, and there are faint signs of the third major faction in the world!

Don't say a young man, even any martial artist in the world will be excited and excited when he hears the opportunity to join Xuanzhen Mountain.

It's just that......

Xiao Jiansheng was also very excited, but when he looked down and saw the firewood knife on his waist, he suddenly frowned.

Then, in Du Yuran's incomprehensible gaze, he shook his head: "I don't want to go to Xuanzhen Mountain." ”

As soon as these words came out, Du Yuran was a little surprised: "Why don't you want to go to Xuanzhen Mountain?"

Laughing three times and hesitating for a long time, looking at Du Yuran, he said cautiously: "I heard that at the foot of Lingwu Mountain that day, the Sword Emperor Gu Fengqing defeated the five great swordsmen in the world with the power ......of one person and one sword, and was honored by His Majesty as the Sword Emperor, and shared the world with him!

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, the look of admiration and admiration in his eyes was irrepressible, and he gradually ignored Du Yuran's gaze, forgot his previous restraint and uneasiness, and said with a high spirit: "I want to join the Jinyi Guard, join the Black-clothed Sword Guard!"

"I, Xiao Sword Monk, want to follow the Sword Emperor and be the strongest swordsman in the world!"

As soon as these words came out, Du Yuran, who had always been in a calm mood, suddenly set off a storm in his heart.

"You...... You actually want to join the Sword Demon and fight for the tiger?!"

Her face changed suddenly.

Obviously, he never thought that this young man who was born with a Taoist body would so much respect the sword demon who had countless souls under the sword and was domineering and arrogant!

Sanskrit Qing's words echoed in his ears, and Du Yuran was a little irrational for a while under his anger, and a crazy sword intent that seemed to be able to tear everything suddenly surged out of his body, and finally turned into an invisible sword, locking every inch of Xiao Jianseng's body and skin.

There is no doubt that as long as her mind moves at this moment, Xiao Jiansheng, who has no foundation in internal strength, will be cut into powder by the sword qi on the spot!

Xiao Jianseng's color immediately changed, and he even subconsciously closed his eyes.

But randomly he found that the terrifying fairy in front of him didn't kill him, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that this fairy was standing on the spot, and his face showed a look of surprise.

Surprised?

What is she shocking?

What is she afraid of?

Xiao Jianseng didn't know.

But at this moment, the reason why Du Yuran didn't make a move was not only because she didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately, but also because at this moment she felt a sword intent that was not inferior to herself in the slightest, and even more powerful and terrifying!

A sigh, as if coming from the sky!

"In this world, there are no people who are willing to practice swords?!"

This sigh was accompanied by an indescribable sadness, as well as a bit of incomprehension and decadence.

Complex emotions were intertwined in this sentence, so that everyone present listened to it, and they only felt a sour nose and an uncontrollable urge to cry.

However, in Du Yuran's ears, there was only one feeling-

"Such a powerful sword intent!"

"Just a trace of the aftermath of sword intent that escapes can affect people's minds!"

"This person ...... Who the hell is it?"

Her mind instantly became vigilant, her sword intent condensed, her true qi ran wildly, and her eyes burned in the direction where the voice in the distance came.

At this moment, the sound of mournful music came, faintly, whimpering, and intermittent.

This music is not good.

But somehow, everyone outside the city gate actually stopped, immersed in the music, unable to extricate themselves.

This is the sound of the erhu!

In Du Yuran's sight, about a few hundred meters away from the city gate, an old man in a green robe sat on the treetops, holding an erhu in his hand.

Where he sits, the world around him feels dimmed, and the omnipresent sunlight seems to have been cut into pieces by an invisible and qualitative force around him!

This is sword intent!

Terrifying sword intent!

Because of this sword intent, in Du Yuran's eyes, this old man looked ordinary, and his eyes were even more cloudy, but he was the most dazzling existence in the world!

Dazzling to the point that it even covers the sky and covers the big day!

Because that's not the light of the eyes at all!

It's sword light!

The eyes are the reflexes of the mind.

This sword light is clearly the sword of this old man's heart!

As the most outstanding descendant of Emperor Tafeng, a contemporary saint, she has an extremely strange illusion at this moment......

Once this person draws out the sword, he will not even notice where the sword will come from!

I have been practicing swordsmanship for many years, and this is something that has never been done before!

Even in her master, Emperor Peak Master Sanskrit Qing, she never felt it!

In this world now, there is only one person who can have such terrifying sword intent and conform to the image of this old man!

Heavenly Sword, nameless!

As soon as he thought of this, Du Yuran's heart suddenly set off a stormy wave.

The Heavenly Sword is nameless, and it actually appeared?!

It was difficult for her to hide the horror in her heart, but her face was silent, but she said politely: "The junior emperor stepped on the peak Du Yuran, and he has seen the senior!"

"Emperor Peak ......"

Hearing this name, the old man hundreds of meters away suddenly put away his erhu and stood up.

I saw him take a step on the treetops, and the next moment Du Yuran only felt a flower in front of him, and found that the Heavenly Sword Nameless had actually come to him.

He took a closer look at Du Yuran, seemed to be interested, and couldn't help asking: "The sword technique of Emperor Tafeng is known as the most profound and wonderful sword technique in this world, how far have you practiced?!"

Hearing this, Du Yuran did not have any coy attitude, and in fact, in the face of such a terrifying existence, there was no point in deceiving at all.

Therefore, she said very frankly: "Not long ago, the junior just stepped into the threshold of the sword heart. ”

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(End of chapter)