Wei Bo stood by the pond, looking at the second floor of the Quiet Bamboo Tower, feeling worried.

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In the ancient Yu Kingdom, in a private residence called "Damao Mansion", a tall and handsome scholar with a somewhat sickly pale face was eating a steamed peach blossom mandarin fish with a specially made one in his left hand.

With a silver hook and a pair of green bamboo chopsticks in his right hand, he ate this seasonal delicacy slowly. He also had a pot of fine wine from the ancient Yu Kingdom on his hand. From time to time he put down his chopsticks and took a sip.

In front of the elegant scholar's dining table, stood four of the top martial arts masters and Qi practitioners in the ancient Yu Kingdom, who were famous all over the world.

A master of swordsmanship at the pinnacle of the four realms of martial arts, self-taught and extremely murderous. He has received mixed reputations and reputations in the arena of the ancient Yu Kingdom and several surrounding countries. It is recognized that this person has high merit but no virtue, and his admirers firmly believe that this master

, as long as you face any sword cultivator from the lower five realms outside the sect, you can definitely win.

An assassin from the Four Realms is not masked. He is an inconspicuous and simple man, but his face is obviously covered with a fake mask. This person is the owner of Mai Ting Lou in the ancient Yu country. Mai Ting Lou is a famous animal figure.

The country's assassin agency means that the price is fair, and the employer only needs the money of the flower and wood box to receive the pearl in return.

He once personally took over a business, assassinating a middle five realm qi practitioner, and almost succeeded. If the other party had not possessed a secret magic weapon of the sect, he would have succeeded. After that, Mai Tonglou suffered a setback.

After a round of thunderous revenge, he almost disappeared. However, during this period, Mai Chulou also showed enough bloodshed in the world, and at any cost, he specifically assassinated the immortal disciple who traveled down the mountain. The long entanglement lasted for more than twenty years.

One was almost destroyed, and the other was injured. Finally, under the personal mediation of the Gu Yu Kingdom's national division, the two sides ceased fighting.

In this way, Jianghu sects not only survive and depend on others, but also have such heroic spirit that they are willing to kill themselves and dare to drag the gods off the mountain.

The other two qi practitioners, the enchanting woman, was a casual cultivator and was good at using poisons. She had endless methods that made people hard to guard against and could corrupt people's souls. No matter they were martial artists or mountain gods, they were unwilling to provoke this "Snake and Scorpion Lady".

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But the other Qi practitioner was a strange face that had never appeared in the government and public affairs of the ancient Yu Kingdom.

The reason why these four great figures were able to gather together was very simple. The young man who looked like he was coming to Beijing to take the scholar examination was the national master of the ancient Yu Kingdom.

After eating the plump and delicious plate of peach blossom mandarin fish, he took out three pieces of paper from his sleeve, each with a portrait of a character, bent his fingers, tapped the young man in the middle carrying a wooden box, and said with a smile: "Treasury

There is a magic weapon named Xuan in it. Whoever successfully intercepts and kills this person can take it away. It was agreed in advance that this young man is most likely to be a sword cultivator in the Sixth Realm. Pure martial arts in the Third Realm is just an illusion. Don't be fooled by him.

Deceived. I just collect the heads. As for how they were killed, I don’t care. If the other two are killed, there will be some reward, so don’t worry."

The three of them left one after another, leaving only the unknown Qi practitioner.

He sneered and said: "Master Chu, it's not good to be generous to others, isn't it?"

The scholar smiled and asked: "Is it your intention or His Majesty's?"

The man was silent.

The scholar smiled and said, "As long as you get the head back, that's fine, right? The things still belong to the Chu family treasury, but they are just transferred to me."

The man snorted coldly, turned and left.

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After stopping for a while in Nanjian Kingdom, the Dajiu Shankun boat continued to take off and sail southward against the wind.

The Kun ship was sailing over the south-central part of Aquarius Continent, and it was still a good time when the clouds were clear and the wind was light.

At dusk that day, the old Confucian scholar in the mink hat, who had knocked out one of his teeth, walked out of the luxurious courtyard of his single-family house and came to the bow of the ship. As far as he could see, the sun was setting in the west, and the scene was magnificent.

The old Confucian scholar kept looking like this, and unknowingly, there was a woman standing next to him who was also out for a walk. She was really strange as a hairpin with the small flying sword named Ju Luzhou.

Thinking about it, of course it is an extremely generous and generous gesture.

There was a bead pendant hanging at the end of the switch. The reason was even more strange. It was the woman's father. He was afraid that the speed of the switch would be too fast for his daughter to control, so he found a chi bead obtained from a secret realm of the Dragon Palace. For this reason, he did not hesitate to

The sword was refinished in order to pierce the hanging beads to slow down the flying speed.

The old Confucian scholar did not turn his head to look at the young woman who had just "made a grudge" not long ago. The old man smiled, his lips did not move, and he just quietly conveyed his inner voice: "Little girl, you shouldn't have come to see me. Be careful to show your mistakes. When the time comes,

No matter how much your father dotes on you, he will never forgive you."

The young woman looked cold and replied from the bottom of her heart: "Mr. Jianweng, why do you act like this? You have no relatives, no heirs, no disciples..."

The old Confucian scholar raised his hand and rubbed his mink hat. This time he no longer kept secrets and spoke directly with words. He said with a smile: "Little girl, if you really don't like Mr. Hulu, just say so directly. There is no need to feel amiss."

If a man is a good person, you must like him. If you meet a man you like in the future, it is not necessarily a bad man, you must not like him."

The young woman's face turned slightly red.

The old man said with emotion: "After a lifetime of tossing around the world, I feel that the small courtyard on the Kun ship can make people calm. Fortunately, I brought a box of books before boarding the ship. Every day when I opened the door, I was greeted by this sea of ​​clouds.

, the mountains, rivers, sun and moon are so pleasing to the eye. When I go back and close the door, there is a table of books and moral articles, which can cultivate the mind..."

The young woman sighed softly.

This trip to the south was arranged by her father, who said he wanted her to go out and relax.

At first, she thought her father was trying to match her up with Mr. Hulu, but it wasn't until the Wutong Mountain Ferry in the Great Li Dynasty that she realized it wasn't that simple at all.

It was only yesterday that she learned the real inside story, and that Mr. Jianweng was actually the key chess piece.

What a big game of chess.

She even thought that she would become an outcast.

The old man in the mink hat waved his hand, "Let's go, let's go. I'm not a handsome young man. You, a young girl, are watching the sunset here with a bad old man. Don't you feel embarrassed? I still feel uncomfortable."

The young woman left silently, returned to the yard, held her breath, and quietly waited for the change to come.

The old monk from Ju Luzhou, nicknamed Mr. Jian Weng, smashed his mouth, took off his marten hat, slapped it hard twice, threw it out of the Kun boat, and disappeared with the wind, "Let's go, old man."

The old man looked back to the north. When he was young, he was a scholar with the qualifications of a gentleman in Ju Luzhou. However, he had a bad temper and was arrogant about his talents. He cursed the courtiers all day long and year after year.

He scolded him over and over again, but he still didn't accuse himself of being useless and a scholar.

Later, when his family and country were gone, the old man could no longer curse.

The old Confucian scholar who had lost his marten hat returned to the small courtyard. The deacons and servants from Jiujiao Mountain treated him respectfully along the way. The old man felt a little guilty, but he still had the same smile on his face, saying hello and joking, which made people feel more cordial.

The stern Mr. Hulu, the sinister Mrs. Qinggu, and Mr. Jianweng are really much more "cute".

In the dusk, the old man returned to the house, took a Confucian classic and sat in the yard. He did not read the book, but closed his eyes and began to take a nap.

The territory of Aquarius Continent under the Kun ship is the territory of the Zhuying Dynasty, a powerful dynasty with the most swordsmen in Aquarius Continent. According to legend, the Land Sword Immortal of Fengxue Temple first traveled around the world in the Wei and Jin Dynasties and stayed in the Zhuying Dynasty.

For the longest time, there were several life-and-death fights, and the opponents were famous swordsmen from the Zhu Ying Dynasty.

The Zhuying Dynasty was the most powerful force in the central and southern parts of Aquarius Continent, with as many as a dozen small vassal states. In terms of land area, it was second only to Dali in the north, which had annexed the Lu Dynasty, and the many dragons of the old Emperor Zhu Ying

Among the descendants of the descendants, there are two Nine Realm Sword Cultivators who decided to give up the throne early on. Among the four royal enshrinements, there is a Ten Realm Sword Cultivator who once had a fight with the man who is known as the No. 1 person among the Five Realms on Aquarius Continent.

Li Tuanjing of Fengleiyuan played three times and lost three times, but the gap was limited, otherwise Li Tuanjing would not have agreed to the next two challenges.

Previously, the two dynasties to the north of Guanhu Academy were engaged in a desperate battle, with both sides severely devastated. The Zhuying dynasty not far to the south was watching the fire from across the bank, and everyone in the government and the public was gloating over the misfortune.

There are many countries in Aquarius, but they are truly "dynasties" that can only be counted on two hands.

The Lu dynasty in the north has passed away. It is said that the royal family members were hanged and thrown into wells. Those who survived were all reduced to prisoners and remnants, forced to dig mountains and eat dirt for the Song family in Dali. The Great Sui Dynasty

The family can't fight alone. Further south, there are the two rival dynasties who are fighting fiercely. Even the last bit of family wealth left by the ancestors is thrown into the battlefield. Both sides are injured in the fight. Corpses are everywhere, and blood is flowing thousands of miles. The final battle between the two countries.

The land is destined to become a battlefield site recorded in history.

The fighting in the north of Aquarius Island, north of Nanjian Kingdom and Guanhu Academy, was very lively.

The south is still singing and dancing.

But in the dusk today, on top of an unknown mountain in the Zhu Ying Dynasty, thousands of rays of sword energy suddenly burst into bloom, shining brightly like daylight for dozens of miles around. The sword energy shot straight into the sky, like a waterfall from bottom to top.

It rushed straight towards a floating Kun ship.

In an instant, the huge Kun ship traveling across continents was riddled with holes, and hundreds of people were killed on the spot. The severely damaged Kun fish wailed and writhed violently. The formation used to stabilize the many buildings on the Kun fish's back was already on the sword.

Kun Yu was destroyed by the impact of the air. Kun Yu was swayed like this, which made things worse. Coupled with the strong wind blowing from the sky, hundreds of people were thrown directly off the back of Kun's ship and fell to death on the ground of Zhu Ying Dynasty.

The Kun boat was destroyed and settled. The Dajiu Mountain Qi practitioners, including the boat owner, were helpless and could only watch the dying Kun fish rushing towards the ground.

During this period, great monks kept flying into the air in panic, and Madam Green Bones and her party were among them.

The slender and skinny Mrs. Qinggu had a livid complexion, and her eyes were narrow and sharp, and when she narrowed them, they looked like sharp edges. She held her son in one hand and grabbed her husband's neck with the other, staring at the rapidly falling Kun ship, and then her eyes

He glanced towards the starting point of those sword energies, seeming to want to find the culprit.

The monks, who were like grains of rice, kept rising into the sky and quickly left the Kun ship.

However, those Qi practitioners who were unable to fly through the air were destined to resign themselves to their fate. Moreover, if the Kun fish turned over and crashed into the earth, they would all be killed, and there would be no possibility of survival.

At this moment, an extremely long golden rainbow hung from the northern sky.

The golden rainbow light came under the Kunyu's head.

It turned out to be a middle-aged monk with a resolute face. He supported Kunyu with both hands, shouted angrily, squatted slightly on his knees, and a large golden lotus appeared under his feet.

But the force of Kun's ship falling was so powerful that it was like the top of a mountain.

The monk was pressed so hard that he kept sinking, and the golden lotus flowers under his feet collapsed. Although his appearance slightly slowed down the Kunyu's fall, at this momentum, the monk would still be knocked directly into the ground by the Kunyu's head for ten meters.

Several feet.

The middle-aged monk's seven orifices oozed blood, but it was not bright red, but golden.

It turned out to be a Buddhist golden body Arhat.

The monk didn't have the slightest idea of ​​giving up. He shouted loudly, turned around suddenly, arched his back, and ran forward as if carrying something. His freed hands began to form seals on his chest.
To be continued...