The battles in the cultivation world, especially between high-level cultivators and low-level cultivators, were so simple and crude most of the time.

A character who seems to be insurmountable in your eyes may be pinched to death by someone with a finger in the next moment, and this is also the charm of cultivation.

The mountains are uplifted, and the climb is endless.

Lu Shen watched this scene silently, and then shifted his gaze to the man who was now walking sideways in the field.

The reason why I came to watch it on purpose was not to see the results, but to see the kendo cultivation of this middle-aged man.

Unexpectedly, Lu Shen did not see from his swordsmanship the anger of the monk who slaughtered 100,000 people.

The swordsmanship is mighty and bright.

From Lu Shen's point of view, it is also necessary to praise the wonderful use of the innate sword fetus, which has been used in an extremely terrifying realm on the body of this middle-aged man.

"It's a pity. ”

Lu Shen said suddenly.

Confused, in front of the tree, he asked, "What?"

Lu Shen didn't answer, just looked at the sky and frowned slightly.

He'd been in the village for a long time and had figured out certain things.

For example, the female Sword Saint of that Sword Kuilin will send someone to hunt him down, and may even come in person.

It's just that she didn't come.

So where did she go?

Lu Shen suddenly hoped that the sword could fly faster.

.....

A flying sword galloped above the clouds.

The small mountain village is far from the Sword Pavilion and spans a continent, such a distance, not to mention the flying sword to transmit the message, even the flying sword sword cultivation of the Boundless Realm is difficult to use to such an extent.

All thanks to Lu Shen's majestic sword intent and unparalleled control.

Of course, the main thing is that the sword is highly spiritual.

Flying swords destroy the world.

Excavated by Lu Shen from a gorge, it was once a relic left by a Saint Realm sword cultivator.

The flying sword crossed from the North Sea, setting off waves of qi, and then flew over the 100,000 mountains and came to the front of the glorious gate.

The flying sword slammed into the ground, emitting a burst of sword sounds.

Almost instantaneously.

A short, stocky Maitreya man appeared in front of the door, tucked his sword back into his sleeve, and disappeared in place.

The top of the East Pavilion Mountain.

A snow-white fox, already half-human, was playing with an old dog in a clearing by the sea of flowers.

A delicate girl in a long green dress is watering flowers in a sea of flowers.

The sun is just right, and the breeze is not dry.

The gentle-faced scholar sat on a stone chair on the top of the mountain, holding a scroll in one hand, and the breeze was blowing in the dust.

This young man, who is not actually outstanding in appearance, has been sitting here for many years, and he was tired of it for a while, and then he walked out of the Sword Pavilion and traveled far away, enjoying the scenery of mountains and rivers, seeing all over the three continents and nine seas, watching the joys and sorrows of the world with a cold eye, doing some things, and when he came back, he never moved his mind to go out of the mountain again.

Because the world is too boring.

This is what he thinks.

So when I returned to the Sword Pavilion, I didn't have any other interest, I felt very satisfied when I watered the flowers and read books every day, and I felt very satisfied.

It's easy to conflate indifference and ruthlessness, but it's not.

The ruthless are not necessarily indifferent, and the indifferent are not necessarily ruthless.

With a slight cracking sound came.

The Great Elder of the East Pavilion appeared on the top of the mountain.

There was a slight ripple in the air, and a brief conversation between the two was heard.

Su An held the sword, and a divine thought was transmitted to his heart.

"How?"

After a moment of silence, Fuchen asked with his eyes narrowed habitually.

"The little junior brother has a cold temperament, if it weren't for the urgency of the matter, it wouldn't be like this. ”

The gentle man in the white shirt thought for a while and said, "What's more, it is also related to Rong Rong, so the Ning family of Dongshengzhou should also go and lie down." ”

Fu Chen's face was calm, but his voice was a little cold, and he said lightly: "Dao Kui Lin has become more and more rampant in recent days. ”

The belief conveyed in that flying sword was very concise and terrifying, and it only explained the current situation of the Ning family.

But what kind of skill the Sword Pavilion is, as long as he thinks about it, he will naturally be able to clearly understand what happened in Ruyang City in the Eastern Saint Continent dozens of days ago.

"The little junior brother has been out for a few days, but he has caused a lot of big things. ”

Su An looked at the sky, smiled slightly, and said, "I heard that the female sword saint made three swords, I don't know how the little junior brother is now." ”

Fuchen said directly: "I'll go." ”

Su An shook his head.

Fuchen was stunned for a moment, and wondered: "Why." ”

As the Great Elder of the East Pavilion and the Sword Cultivator at the peak of the Sky Breaking Realm, he has never had the majesty and aura comparable to him in the Sword Pavilion, but he has inexplicable confidence and respect for Su An on weekdays.

There were even people in the Sword Pavilion who secretly laughed and said that the dust was a mad dog in the East Pavilion, and he was blind in his sword path cultivation, and the latter was not annoyed at all when he heard it, and he smiled.

It's just that maybe that face is smiling too real and hiding too many things, so no one knows what the emotions are inside.

"Li Haiyang has been mysteriously missing for a year, and he has not returned yet, so he should be dead. ”

Su An was silent for a while, and said, "I'm not very worried about the West Pavilion, so I need to trouble you to keep an eye on the meeting." ”

The two sentences didn't seem to have any connection, but the face of the dust gradually became solemn.

The entire Sword Pavilion knew that Li Haiyang had a grudge against Lu Shen.

At the beginning, Lu Shen left with his front foot, and Li Haiyang retreated at Qingluan Peak with his back foot, although it was extremely secretive, but if he carefully investigated afterwards, there would still be some clues.

Lu Shen is still alive now, but Li Haiyang is dead.

And the interesting thing is that Li Xuhai, the master of the West Pavilion Pavilion, as a powerful sword cultivator with unfathomable strength, has not made the slightest wave so far.

The quieter it is, the more scary it is.

God knows what will be done.

Whisk whispered, "That...."

Su An stood up and patted the dust on his clothes, and said with a smile: "Since that's the case, let me go." ”

Fuchen bent down lightly and said, "That woman Sword Saint has a cold temperament, her realm is acceptable, and she is a domineering woman. ”

"When I was traveling, my master gave me two things, and now they seem to come in handy. ”

Su An returned to the wooden house and said softly: "And the master said that being a senior brother and taking care of the junior brother is a matter of course." ”