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Ye Qingguan stood with a sword, wearing a plain green shirt, his figure was slender, he was not emaciated before, his pale face was a little more bloody, and the glow sprinkled on his body, like a fairy in the dust.

With a sonorous sword roar, the warm mountains and forests suddenly became much colder, with surging sword intent and murderous aura.

The sword blind man touched his beard, smiled, and gently patted the sword box on his back, and the rescue sword Huo Ran came out of its sheath, and a sword light was like a rainbow, slashing towards Ye Qingguan.

Ye Qingguan didn't use any sword skills, he just simply responded with swordsmanship, saw the moves, and improvised to see how far his sword cultivation had reached.

An iron sword seemed to have life in his hand, or as dexterous as a long snake, or as swift as a wind, punctual and immobile like a mountain, and the attack was long-lasting, and the sword light was like a dragon.

As the top swordsman in the world, the sword blind man is twenty-two in the sword pavilion, and it is a double sword, which makes it only a saving sword at this time, and the murderous aura is much worse than the murderous sword.

The sword of saving people is important for prevention, named "thick soil", the earthy yellow sword light is thick and condensed, like the vast earth, and the virtue is loaded.

This person is obviously a killer, but his temper is extremely strange, the murderous sword will kill people when it comes out of the sheath, but the rescue sword saves people is not necessarily a good person, even the thirteenth uncle has praised a few words.

The two exchanged sword lights, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the offense and defense were switched, although they were fighting, they were dangerous.

The sword is originally a murder weapon, and so is the swordsman, even if it is a fight, there is no mercy.

The earthy yellow sword light filled the sky, condensed like a wall, the defense was perfect, it was difficult to break, and it was pressed down towards Ye Qingguan with terrible oppression, and it was like a piece of earth pressed down in a trance.

Ye Qingguan danced the iron sword, the sword heart was transparent, and all the changes in the square land were in the sense, the long sword was like a rainbow, and the sword qi was surging, pouring down like a river, with his domineering and strong internal force, it almost had the power to break through the armor of three thousand.

The sword blind man's expression froze, the thick earth sword in his hand swallowed out, and the Dao sword light was arrayed in front of him, condensing into a mountain, thick and boundless, suppressed there, immovable.

Rumble!

With a roar, the sword momentum pouring out like a river hit the sword mountain, countless sword qi exploded, surging in all directions, many ancient trees were pierced, chaotic leaves fell, and snowflakes fluttered.

After a long time, the surging sword momentum slowly dissipated, Ye Qingguan put away his long sword, and the sword mountain in front of the sword blind man also became full of holes, but he was unharmed.

The sword was returned to the sheath, and the blind man touched his beard and smiled: "Yes, with your sword cultivation, it is now considered first-class, ten years of sharpening a sword, you have sharpened more than many people!"

Su Xiaobai was also watching from the sidelines, Ye Qingguan didn't use any sword skills, just with simple swordsmanship, he could fight hundreds of moves with the sword blind, and his comprehension of the sword did surpass many people.

"Seniors, seniors, then how many streams am I?" Su Xiaobai rushed over, and the sword blind man snorted and said, "How many streams?

"Huh?" Su Xiaobai's face suddenly collapsed.

Ye Qingguan smiled softly and said, "Since we have rested, let's set off." ”

Su Xiaobai became enthusiastic again, and said, "Brother Ye, where are we going next?"

Ye Qingguan looked at the south from afar and said, "Sage Mansion!"

Su Xiaobai suddenly became excited, clapped his hands and said, "Okay, okay, I heard that the Sage Mansion was going to open a few days ago when I was on the mountain, and we rushed all the way over, and we should be able to catch up." ”

"There is the ancestral shrine of Confucianism in the world, one of the oldest inheritances in the world, from the Spring and Autumn Period to the present, it has been thousands of years, there must be a lot of fun in it!"

Sage Lu, that is the place where the saint has really come out, and more than one, since the opening of the Confucian sage in the Spring and Autumn Period, has been passed down for thousands of years, has been the holy place of Confucianism in the world, even after countless wars and smoke, it has been standing on the coast of the East China Sea, and has never fallen.

Twenty years ago, the sage house closed the mountain for no reason, and countless people didn't understand it, inexplicably, I don't know why.

Emperor Dahua went to Mount Tai to seal Zen, and wanted to ask the head of the Sage Mansion to submit a speech for heaven, but he was refused.

You know, this generation of emperors is twice in Mount Tai to seal the Zen figures, is the real emperor of the ages, known as the first person after the emperor of the dynasty, the merit covers a thousand years, the society is prosperous, throughout the history books, it is difficult to find a few characters comparable to him.

After even he was rejected, many people speculated that there was something major in the Sage Mansion, so the mountain was closed without warning?

It's just that no one has been able to answer this question, and it wasn't until today, twenty years later, that the Sage Lu announced its opening and began to recruit disciples from all over the world, as long as they passed the assessment, they could become Confucian disciples.

The sword blind man said on the side: "Sage Mansion, that is the place where several saints have been produced, the words in the stele forest are like a sea, and the treasures of the library pavilion are more than the palace, and their sword of Zhenzong is said to be cast by the inkstone of the Confucian sage, and it is stored in it with the power of the saint, ranking among the top ten in the sword pavilion!"

Ye Qingguan also heard a lot from Uncle Thirteen, Confucianism is one of the orthodoxy in the world, and the royal family of the past dynasties ruled the world and educated the people, so they used Confucianism.

Su Xiaobai interjected: "I have read many classics in the library pavilion, saying that Confucianism is both internal and external, and can not only rule the world with literature, but also help the people of chivalrous swordsmen. ”

"Yes, the contemporary head of Confucianism is a top swordsman in the world, not much worse than your master. The sword blind man nodded.

Ye Qingguan was far south, and he went to the Sage Mansion because it was one of the seven places he had to go, and there was one thing that he needed to take back and replenish the ancient sword after his body.

"Let's go. After greeting each other, the three of them said goodbye to the snow dragon and lion, turned around and walked out of the mountain.

After they left, the snow dragon and lion opened their mouths and spat out a white mist, enveloping several miles of mountains and forests, making this place hidden in the world again, and no one could find it.

After walking for most of the day, the three of them walked out of the primitive mountain forest and came to Changbai Town.

But to their surprise, the whole town looked extremely serious, and there was a faint aura of murder.

Ye Qingguan and Su Xiaobai glanced at each other, and they both saw the uneasiness in each other's eyes, and felt that something big had happened.

"Crackling!" In Su Xiaobai's stunned eyes, Ye Qingguan's bones changed, his flesh and blood shifted, and he became another person in the blink of an eye, even if he stood in front of him, it made Su Xiaobai feel extremely strange.

"Brother Ye, what kind of kung fu is this, so magical? I want to learn, you teach me quickly!" Su Xiaobai's eyes were red with envy, and he felt that this kind of kung fu was too amazing.

Ye Qingguan didn't speak, but the sword blind man said: "That is a kind of bone shrinking magic skill, it can make people change their appearance, it is extremely difficult to refine, you need to practice the art of refining the body from a young age, transform your bones and flesh, your bones have already been formed, now you want to learn, it's too late." ”

Su Xiaobai's face suddenly fell, Ye Qingguan asked them to stay outside, and he walked into the town to inquire about the news.