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Li Qinglian is a Confucian scholar who occasionally writes some poems with pen and ink. Li Qinglian is a drunkard, and the dawn wind and the waning moon on the willow bank are the most common. Li Qinglian is also a swordsman. She once saw all the flowers in Chang'an in one day.

The world said that he was the most proud in the world, but he said that poetry and swords were invincible, but it was a pity that it was hard to meet a close friend when drinking. Until he met Luo Changfeng, a foreigner from a foreign country, and he was drunk with a thousand cups of wine when he met his close friend in Yecheng.

Li Qinglian was fascinated by a dream. How could he not have a big dream for a thousand days like Zhuangzi's leisurely journey? Soaring between heaven and earth, unrestrained, and free. After waking up from the dream, all thoughts of Li Qinglian's body and mind were empty, and she planned to have a real life.

The most proud person in the world.

Li Qinglian stretched her waist: "I have never thought about guarding Daliang City, but I have always heard that the sunset view of Daliang City in the west is one of the best in the world. I, Li Qinglian, once traveled around the world with a sword in a green shirt, and I missed it so much.

It should be."

Luo Changfeng naturally didn't believe Li Qinglian's words: "What then?"

Li Qinglian looked to the west: "Of course I would buy three jars of good wine, lie drunk on the Daliang Tower, and watch the sunset with its endless red glow, and the twilight of the human world."

Luo Changfeng chuckled and said: "Leaning on the building to watch the sunset, it is not a good time to have foreign troops approaching the city. The west wind is chilling and can easily disturb people's dreams."

Li Qinglian laughed and said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I will kill all the troubles in the world with one sword!"

Luo Changfeng smiled helplessly!

All things in the world can be cut off with one sword. Would you like to go to Daliang City in the West Heaven Realm to have a drink and watch the sunset? It seems to be a good idea.

He pondered for a while and said: "Raise your glass to the bright moon, and look at the shadows of three people. The beauty is extremely beautiful, but you can't help but feel a little lonely. If Brother Li doesn't become a sage, Chang Feng would like to be a drinker, watch the sunset on Daliang City, and share it together

How about leaving a good name?"

Li Qinglian laughed boldly, and then held her hands in front of her as a gift: "I can't get it."

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Luo and Li walked side by side with their swords in hand.

For the two saints in the realm of Shenyin, the distance of five hundred miles can be reached in a blink of an eye. But Li Qinglian has to lie down drunk in Daliang City to watch the beautiful sunset. How can the two of them do it without wine?

We walked around and passed several cities, but they were all deserted. Finally, we met a restaurant owner who was packing his luggage in a place called Songcheng. We stalked him and took the opportunity to sell some fresh food.

After tasting the lovely and locally famous red yeast wine, I headed straight for Daliang City.

Along the way, Luo Changfeng learned from Li Qinglian about the general situation of "today's world", and also learned some information about the realm of Shenyin and the strong men of the six tribes, as well as the six realms of Kunlun, Xitian, Wanchuan, Shenzhou, Nanzhan, and Yuxu.

The strongest sect entrenched in the sect. For example, the sect lineage where Tian Jiu Ren is located is a mountain comparable to the six tribes. For the younger generation, except for Li Qinglian and Tian Jiu Ren, who are known as the two most powerful people in the world,

, it is said that there are several outstanding contemporary figures, who are quite good.

Among them, Kunlun Sword Cultivator is the most preferred. A pair of brothers, Shen Nanxing and Yu Shengyuan, have become famous in recent years. Their swordsmanship is unique and they are gradually becoming the co-masters of Kunlun Sword Cultivator. It is said that they have plans to establish a sect and call it a sect.

What sword pavilion? In addition, there is a swordsman named Pei Busheng. Although his behavior is a bit disorderly and his methods are not very glorious, his cultivation level must be found in a different way. If he is not evil in nature and enters the right path, he will achieve success in the future.

It's certainly not cheap.

Luo Changfeng listened very carefully to the various deeds and secrets of ten thousand years ago, and kept them in his mind. As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake, but in the Six Realms of the world, Luo Changfeng is an 'outsider' and has little influence.

If you are not careful, you will be treated as a foreigner... Then you will be left alone and helpless, which will make the heavens and the earth unable to function.

"By the way, has Brother Li ever heard of the Divine Weapon Heavenly Secret Disk?" On the way to Yufeng, Luo Changfeng finally couldn't hold back the question he had been suppressing for a long time. He thought, since Li Qinglian and Tianjiu Ren are both equally famous in the

In this world, and the Tianji Old Man Mo Dao in later generations is also from the Tianjiu Ren sect, maybe he can get some information from here.

If we can find the Tianji Disk and the old man Tianji from ten thousand years ago, and restart the long river of time and flow down the river, it will be impossible to return to the world ten thousand years later.

"The Divine Weapon Secret Disk?" Li Qinglian asked.

"Or the Heavenly Secret Disk." Luo Changfeng added the word "divine weapon" after removing the word "divine weapon".

"On the Qingping Peak, there is a very powerful weapon called the Tianji Pan from the Zi Zi Sect on Qing Ping Peak. It's called the Tianji Disk." Li Qinglian wielded the sword Yunhai and said thoughtfully, "I wonder if it is the magic weapon that Brother Luo mentioned.

."

Luo Changfeng was overjoyed: "It must be, it must be! What about Old Man Tianji?"

Li Qinglian looked puzzled.

Luo Changfeng quickly changed his words: "Oh, in the world ten thousand years ago, that senior was named Mo

Dao Mo Tianji belongs to the same sect as the senior Tian Jiu Ren, and among the brothers, he has a lower ranking. Maybe he is not too old."

Li Qinglian shook her head: "I've never heard of this."

Luo Changfeng was slightly silent.

Li Qinglian then said: "There are one hundred and eight heroes in the Qingping Peak Heavenly Nine Blades lineage, each with his own merits and distinction. It is reasonable for there to be a few guys who just don't show up before the time comes.

"Brother Luo, don't worry. As long as you get to Qingping Peak and see Tian Jiu Ren, are you still worried about not being able to find Mo Dao Mo Tianji?"

Luo Changfeng put away his distracting thoughts and smiled: "Brother Li, please forgive me, I've lost my composure."

While talking, the two of them chased the clouds and the sun for thousands of miles. The strong wind blew away the clouds, and a large dim city of considerable size gradually emerged among the mountains below. It quickly enlarged in the pupils, Daliang City!

Outside the slightly dilapidated Daliang City, one could vaguely see the chilling atmosphere condensed into reality, like dark clouds and thick smoke lingering in the mid-air.

An unknown thought surged into Luo Changfeng's mind. Before it could be dispelled, the silence and deathly silence surrounding him for a hundred miles suddenly turned into a layer of mist and haze that enveloped his mind.

"It's so deep that I don't know where to go."

Li Qinglian, wearing a Confucian scholar's crown, hovered in the sky with her sword. With just one glance, she pointed the sword in front of her and shouted softly: "The clouds are breaking and the sun is rising!"

The most proud saint in the world held the Heavenly Constitution in his mouth and said the law. The four golden words were like a decree descending from the heaven to the world, and it shed infinite golden light. Suddenly, the gloomy black clouds and endless killing intent gathered outside Daliang City below turned out to be...

If an order is given and a word becomes a prophecy, in the blink of an eye the golden light will recede in all directions with the golden light as the center, moving like a torrent.

Finally the gloom cleared.

It was dusk, and the setting sun cast its afterglow on the horizon. The blood-red light gradually dyed the world, and also dyed the slightly dilapidated city again.

Luo Changfeng leaned over and looked over, and saw a lot of people on the top of the city, but they were not crowded. They were in groups of twos and threes, and it was deathly silent.

But looking outside Daliang City, there were flags arrayed! Hundreds of thousands of foreign troops were gathered under the banner of the general with the word "Shi", and they were waiting in silent and solemn formation.

Li Qinglian narrowed her eyes slightly, and then like a banished immortal, she floated down from the sky to the top of the city.

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