After the news about Zhou An's defeat of Gu Si spread, the atmosphere in Wu'an City became even more heated. Many people speculated that Zhou An would definitely challenge Jian Yi and Wang Tai.

This is indeed the case, Zhou An is ready to challenge Wangtai.

Zhou An did not go immediately, but stayed in seclusion in the palace for another five days. Although he did not have the full enjoyment of fighting Gu Si, he still gained some gains and insights.

After this incident, his reputation rose again, and luck gathered again. It was the breath of new life that relieved his gradually decaying body.

In the past few days, he had been waiting for the woman named Yue Li to come to the palace to challenge him. He wanted to see how strong the opponent was and how powerful he would be.

But after all, he still didn't wait, which also confirmed that the woman was just telling lies and didn't even have the courage to step forward to challenge him.

If Yue Li had known that he was Zhou An that day, would he have been so frightened that he left on the spot?

Zhou An thought about it and felt that Yue Li might be a little more courageous than this. At least he looked very courageous. People who have a strong tone are generally not very courageous.

Five days was neither long nor short. Zhou An walked out of the room again, washed himself, and looked particularly energetic.

He wanted to find Qi Fugui, but was told by Wang Mang that he had gone to the imperial city just yesterday.

Zhou An said a little strangely: "Didn't you say we would go together in two days? Why did he go there alone?"

Wang Mang looked around and felt that Zhou An was no stranger, so he whispered: "There is news that the current emperor's body seems to be suddenly ill, so he temporarily recalled all the princes and princes."

Zhou An raised his eyebrows and realized that this was no small matter. If the emperor died suddenly, Daqi would definitely be in chaos.

Daqi is a big cake, and it has not been that easy to get to where it is today. Even a top immortal cultivating sect like Wangtian Sect would probably consider taking part of the cake.

Although there are differences between immortals and mortals, countless mortals are the foundation of these immortal cultivating sects.

Some people even hope that the Great Qi will become chaotic so that they can take advantage of it. Especially for some medium-sized sects, it is not that easy to become stronger when the environment is stable.

Wang Mang looked serious and said: "We have to go to the Imperial City early. If the situation worsens, it may be dangerous for the prince to stay in the Imperial City."

"Originally, the prince was planning to ask you to go with him, but he thought that you were going to Jieweishan, so he went first."

"Normally, the eldest prince will inherit the throne, but the power of the two princes is not small, whether in the court or in the immortal mansion."

"As the third king, Your Majesty doesn't have much power, and he probably won't be paid special attention to, but who can say for sure about this kind of thing."

Zhou An nodded to express his understanding, and then said: "When I come back from Jieweishan, I will go to the Imperial City. Since I have promised something, I will naturally do it."

He paused and then said: "Since we are in such a hurry, you can use your Yunwu boat to take me to Jieweishan."

Although Wang Mang was a little strange, he didn't say much. He knew that Zhou An seemed to not use the Soaring Cloud technique for some reason, but the flying sword was easy to play.

"Shall we leave now?" He looked at Zhou An.

Zhou An nodded and walked out the door: "Right now, but I'm going to buy two sesame cakes first. Do you want them? I'll bring you two."

Wang Mang had a strange expression on his face, but Zhou An had said so, and he couldn't refuse, so he said, "Bring me two dollars too."

Zhou An has a strong sense of vulgarity about him, and he doesn't look like a cultivator at all. If his strength wasn't there, he wouldn't believe it no matter how much others told him.

"It tastes pretty good. Although these things are not as good as the daily delicacies in the palace, they still have a different flavor."

Zhou An sat on the bow of the boat and said.

Wang Mang took a few bites and felt that the taste was indeed not that bad, "It is indeed so."

His voice changed and he said:

"Those monks in Jieweishan are all unreasonable people. Brother Zhou, you have to be careful. My cultivation level is also low. I may not be of much help when the time comes."

Zhou An nodded, having heard about this, and said: "Do you know why Wang Tai became a monk in the first place? This is too unreasonable. As a top swordsman, he actually became a monk. This is a mortal matter.

Is there anything else that dissatisfies him?"

Wang Mang thought for a while and said: "You don't know this. Wang Tai was very similar to you in his early years. Both were talented young swordsmen who climbed onto the sword list early and even won the first prize in more than ten years.

Ranked first on the sword list of Anwu City."

"It's just that things are unpredictable. One day, he suddenly appeared on the street, yelling like crazy. From then on, there was no progress in kendo. Later, he came to Jieweishan to become a monk and became a monk.

Presumably, the strength will not improve much compared to the original, and maybe it will retreat instead of advancing."

"I think he has long since stopped being number one. It's just that no one has challenged him. Dean Gu is focused on teaching students and doesn't care about fame and fortune."

Zhou An didn't think so after hearing this. If Wang Tai didn't have the corresponding strength, he might have been squeezed out long ago. Even if Gu Si didn't take action, others would. The first place on the sword list not only represents reputation, but also

It represents the gathering of luck.

He doesn't know what the so-called luck is, but it is always good for practice. At least using these luck, he can deduce the way of the sword more easily.

Jiewei Mountain is a very ordinary mountain, not too high. There is a county town at the foot of the mountain, which is filled with incense all year round. There are many monks walking in the city.

These monks who come down the mountain to beg for alms are generally not very advanced.

"Do you know Ruda? He is also a monk from Jieweishan?" Zhou An asked, looking down at the county seat below.

Wang Mang shook his head and said: "I'm not very familiar with him, but he is not a monk from Jieweishan, but he traveled here from the west."

Wang Mang stopped the boat at the foot of the mountain and said: "We can't fly up directly, otherwise it will be regarded as a provocation, and these monks may attack us directly."

Zhou An took two steps forward and found that Wang Mang had stopped where he was. He did not follow him and asked, "Aren't you going up?"

Wang Mang showed embarrassment on his face, shook his head and said: "Those monks in Jiewei Mountain are all weirdos. Mortals are allowed to go up there to offer incense, but monks are not allowed to go up there."

"My strength is low. If something unexpected happens later, I will be a burden."

Zhou An is a monk in the transformation stage, but he is not. Once he fights with those monks, he may not be able to run away, so in

Zhou An nodded, indicating that he understood. He thought it was a bit dangerous, and said: "If something unexpected happens later, you can just leave. You don't need to pay attention to me."

Hearing this, Wang Mang was inexplicably moved and said unceremoniously: "Brother Zhou, there is no need to worry about any danger, I will run away."

This old boy is less courageous than he looks.

Zhou An thought as he walked up the mountain. There was a long stretch of stone steps, which were engraved with incomprehensible scriptures. From time to time, he could see one or two Buddha statues.

These Buddha sculptures were so lifelike that they looked like a living person trapped in a stone, which actually gave him a sense of disobedience.

This mountain makes him feel cold!

Zhou An didn't think too much and walked up unswervingly. He just wanted to complete his goal, defeat Wangtai and become the number one swordsman in Wu'an City.

The more he walked, the heavier his steps felt, as if they were hung on a thousand-pound stone. Looking up to the sky, it seemed as if golden Buddha light was shining down.

The Buddha's light did not make him feel any sense of peace. Instead, it was nakedly corrupt, just like his sword intention.

"How could this happen?" The more he thought about it, the more he realized something was wrong.

At this time, just halfway up the mountain, he saw a white figure directly in front of him, waving to him.

This is……

Zhou An was shocked, and unexpectedly met Yue Li here again. He guessed that this woman was not here to block him, knowing that he was coming to challenge Wangtai.

Things were quite different from what he thought.

"Wang Fugui, why are you here!" Yue Li waved his hand proactively, with a smile on his face.

Zhou Anpi responded with a smile: "Haha, I heard there is a temple here, so I came up to burn incense."

"..." Yue Li looked at him suspiciously, "Do you still believe in Buddhism? No, aren't you a sword cultivator? How can you have other beliefs? This is not pure and may cause inner demons."

Seeing the exaggerated expression on Yue Li's face, Zhou An knew that the other party was making alarmist remarks and asked, "Then what are you doing here?"

There was a cunning look on Yue Li's face, "I'm here to offer incense just like you. Come on, let's go up together."

"Why, is there any inconvenience?"

Zhou An could only shake his head: "That's not true."

As he walked up, Zhou An's steps became heavier and heavier, and he had to use his sword to possess him before he could continue to move forward.

Yue Li didn't seem to have any reaction, and his steps seemed light.

Zhou An finally couldn't help but asked: "Miss Yueli, don't you think there is something strange here? The steps are getting heavier and heavier as you walk."

Yue Li was not surprised. He thought about it and said, "Jiewei Mountain is like this. It is illuminated by Buddhism. The higher the cultivation level, the more difficult it is to climb up."

"unless……"

Zhou An asked: "Unless what?"

The corners of Yue Li's eyes were lifted up, like catkins floating in the air. With a bit of gentle charm, he smiled and said, "Unless you are like me, with a Wushou sword body."

Zhou An was confused after hearing this. He had never heard of this term before and asked calmly: "What is that?"

"The body and mind are clean, and everything is immune to invasion." Yue Li said softly, walking with the wind, like a bright moon standing quietly on the calm lake.

"Oh." Zhou An blinked: "So what is that."

"..." Yue Li was silent for a moment, walked straight forward, and did not answer any more.

Seeing Yue Li's speed getting faster, Zhou An quickly followed up and asked again: "You haven't answered me yet about what the Wugou Sword Body is?"

Yue Li raised her head, pointed her nostrils at him, and said proudly:

"I don't communicate with stupid people, otherwise I will become stupid too."

Her speed increased again, and her voice came: "Catch me and I'll tell you!"

Zhou An also became eager to win, summoned extraordinary strength, and ran forward in large strides, with many sword shadows appearing around him.

He was already running with all his strength, but due to the suppression of the Bounded Weishan Dharma, he was still a step slower.

A towering tower-like temple appeared in front of them, the entire sky showed a light golden color, and distant and thick bells came from the temple.

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