(Today's chapter, there will be six chapters updated in the next two days.)

Xu Fengnian originally wanted to use the battle of the gods to invite the gods to the rivers and lakes to end, but he was already worthy of the hard work of practicing swords in the past few years. After returning to Beiliang, it is generally difficult to focus on the mind. First-class and fourth-level realms have already had three false realms. Not to mention that there are no futures, it is an unprecedented feat. Xu Fengnian has no expectations for the future improvement of his realm. It is enough to be a local emperor in Beiliang. But he never thought that the real official bureau would be so tragic. Song Nianqing's Earth Immortal was still killed in battle with Liu Haoshi's celestial phenomena. In the end, he even had to fight Wang Xianzhi. Xu Fengnian stood quietly beside the white-clothed demon, and his cultivation had been returned to Luoyang. After a round trip, her realm was greatly damaged. The fourth in the world should still be the fourth in the world, and he can be reviewed by Wu Jing.

Then the gap between Hong Jingyan and others inevitably narrowed, and Xu Fengnian himself was even more poor and had very little left. If his body was a building full of energy, then Xu Fengnian could be called a home-submitted wall, especially the young purple qi and golden lotus plant in the Dahuangting pond was destroyed by Master Liu Yao, which made him miserable. Xu Fengnian silently recited the formula, trying to use the method of raising fire in Beimang to gain Chang'an, trying to condense the true qi and observe the fire in the fire and flowing through the hundreds of meridians. Unfortunately, some true fire rose from the Yongquan point under his feet, and it was as strong as the jade pillow, and he couldn't even get through the Niwan. Xu Fengnian looked withered and gave up struggling. A breeze in the countryside blew his face, and a mud breath came to his nose. Xu Fengnian's hands and feet were cold, so he had to put his hands in his sleeves to keep the cold.

Luoyang asked calmly: "How strong is Wang Xianzhi?"

Xu Fengnian stomped his feet, looked at the sky, and whispered: "When the old monster Wang carried two punches, he only used five points of strength, and finally about eight points."

Luoyang did not comment on this and said calmly: "I will take Danying back to Zhulu Mountain and meet outside the city three years later. Now you only have a few flying swords left by Deng Tai'a, don't die on your way back casually. It's not dead at the hands of Song Nianqing and Liu Haoshi, and under Wang Xianzhi's fist. If you die at the hands of an unknown young man in the end, it would be a big joke."

Xu Fengnian smiled calmly and said, "I really don't have any backup plan, but the Zhao family's emperor is almost the same as the poor skills. Tai'an City, which is not as good as paper-based, is not as good as paper-based as Han Diaosi and Liu Haoshi. If I were Cao Changqing, I would go to the capital to pick the emperor's head. In the future, it will be up to you to see how Beiliang dealt with it. My martial arts cultivation is actually irrelevant to the overall situation."

Luoyang, standing side by side, sarcastically said, "With your Xu family, you can beat the Zhao family? Cao Changqing has the courage to go to Tai'an City to cause trouble at this time, and he may be killed and restored to the country."

Xu Fengnian frowned and said, "Isn't there a sneaky Wu family sword tomb left to support the court?"

Luoyang sneered and asked back, "Just?"

Xu Fengnian sighed: "Indeed, my mother comes from the Wu family, as is Deng Tai'a, Wu Liuding and his sword servant Cuihua, and Song Nianqing's fourteenth sword already has that kind of courage. I believe the owner of the Su Wang Sword is even more unfathomable."

Luoyang hesitated for a moment and asked, "Why don't you practice sword intent?"

Xu Fengnian laughed at herself: "Pearls and jade are in front of me, and I have seen too many masters of swordsmanship. It's not that I don't want to, but I don't dare."

Xu Fengnian suddenly came back to his senses, "Is it the sword intent not the sword?"

However, Luoyang has disappeared.

Xu Fengnian, who stopped in the place, looked around. The world was clear and the weather was bleak. He was just dazed. He didn't know how long he had passed, slowly closed his eyes and remembered many past events and old people. He walked around his mind until the sword in Youyan Villa, the useless song after Liu Songtao's madness, and the personal sight of the world in the city. When a person is too broad, he is often dazzled and doesn't know what to cherish.

Xu Fengnian raised his arm and stretched out his hand, as if he had pushed off an object on the messy table, "The mountains retreated."

There is no Wudang, no dragon and tiger, no Huishan, no famous mountains.

After brushing away the mountains and mountains in my mind, Xu Fengnian gave the second blow, "The rivers and seas retreated."

There is no see the god of spring, no see the boyang, no see the green cross, no see all the world.

The third time I pushed the whisk, "The city tower retreated."

There is no Xiangfan, no Shenwu, no Tai'an City, no all the tall buildings.

The fourth blow is to brush away the grass and trees. The fifth blow is to brush away the sun and the moon. The sixth blow is to brush away the sentient beings in the world.

In this moment, Xu Fengnian seemed to be alone, still closing her eyes, but she was "looking around in a daze" in the dark, not knowing what she was looking for.

When Xu Fengnian thought he was about to return without success, he was shocked to find that he could not open his eyes. Just like the ghosts who had encountered during naps many times before practicing swords, he could not open his eyes to restore his brightness. It was clearly a sign of misleading! In the past, there was Dahuangting by Dahuang Ting, and Xu Fengnian's cultivation paths were mixed, no matter how complicated it was, no matter how the sword was, he didn't have to worry about falling into being in a devil. But at this time, Dahuang Ting had disappeared. It was the most turbulent moment when Xu Fengnian's foundation was the most turbulent moment. He had a moment of intention, and wanted to take advantage of the remaining charm after the battle with Wang Xianzhi, to seize the unsuccessful enlightenment, hoping to reach the sky in one step, and directly enter the false realm of the celestial phenomena and even the land gods. Qi-training practitioners can pick up the fleeting rare phoenix. Haste is not enough, let alone Xu Fengnian has experienced three false realms, and he should have reached the realm every time he ascended.

Even more like walking on thin ice, outsiders dare not imagine that someone would be like Xu Fengnian who was ignorant of life and death. Since he could not wake up, Xu Fengnian actually smiled in a false realm of unknown depth. He had previously brushed away the mountains and rivers, and then slowly took back all the scenery of the mountains and rivers. It was said that it was easy to invite the gods and was difficult to send the gods, but Xu Fengnian found that the world was completely reversed in this realm. Fortunately, he was not in a hurry. According to common sense, whether it was martial arts or the practice of heaven, he was distracted. Xu Fengnian simply went against the way and let it flow. Vaguely, Xu Fengnian seemed to see Song Nianqing holding cloth shoes in her arms by a group of desolate sword pool disciples, saw the back of a girl who kicked her head, saw the monks with a swaying cassock coming, and saw the woman in white with a red robe and returned.

Then Xu Fengnian's "view" instantly threw away thousands of miles, and saw a young and handsome Taoist priest guarding the grave for others. He also saw the rise and fall of the South China Sea, and a middle-aged swordsman slashing the waves with his sword. He also saw a horse, not a horse, not a deer, not a deer, climbing up the mountain and reaching the gate of the Tianshi Mansion.

Finally, when I saw a small village with beautiful mountains and rivers, a young child squatting by the river, who was stupid and idiot suddenly opened his mind and was full of spiritual energy. When I returned to the village, I saw the red paper cut on a window, and the child felt inexplicably happy.

Xu Fengnian finally opened her eyes and wiped her face, unknowingly she was covered in tears.
Chapter completed!