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The sad clouds drooping on the Sansheng River, and the glowing light shone like a true immortal coming to the ordinary. In the flash, Luo Changfeng's wide robe was revealed. A hundred miles away, the nine blades of the sky gathered together, and there was a white shadow on each of the three sides of the south and northeast.

In a flash, a blue water lotus rose from the surface of the Sansheng River, carrying the true body of the Sky Nine Blade fusion of magical powers.

Luo Changfeng fulfilled his promise, and Li Qinglian's collection of poems was sent to Tianjiu Bian from afar. Without reading it, Tianjiu Bian put it away and then hugged Luo Changfeng and clasped his fists.

"Brother Luo first entered the realm of God-Inducing, and the sword got the advantage. If this sword question happened ten years later, the ending would be very different."

Luo Changfeng is not so pretentious. Victory and defeat are common in military affairs. Besides, losing to the world's best in history, I feel ashamed and even more humiliated as the reputation of Bodhi Academy: "I have dismantled more than 90 moves and tried my best to do all my skills.

If you fail to force Brother Tianjiu to use the Tianjiu Blade, the best divine weapon, not to mention ten years, even if you practice for ten years, Changfeng will be beyond the reach of the dust."

There was naturally no such thing as the list of divine weapons ten thousand years ago, so Tianjiu Bian only regarded the first word of divine weapons in Luo Changfeng's mouth as praise, and did not think about it carefully. He did not illuminate the sword in this question. Naturally, he also knew that

Luo Changfeng also retained the sword.

The most proud Li Qinglian in the world, the poems entrusted to the head of the city at Daliang, is a last wish at the end of his life. Luo Changfeng will not do whatever he wants regardless of the slightness or importance. Tian Jiuren knew that it didn't matter what the end of this sword question was, and the poems were all in their pockets.

Because in the world, only he can combine Li Qinglian's Taoism to expel foreign races and save the people in the coming chaotic disasters.

Luo Changfeng knew better than anyone else when he believed this. What's more, the brother Luo in front of him was a hero who cared about the world. Tian Jiuren had no reason to distrust the crazy guy who could accompany Li Qinglian at the head of Daliang City.

After pondering for a while, Tian Jiuren said, "What are Brother Luo's plans next?"

Luo Changfeng fulfilled his mission and gave an explanation to the most proud person in the world. Thinking of the process of getting to know Li Qinglian, he never woke up from a hundred poems of wine and poems for thousands of days, and felt regret in his heart.

What are the plans next? He thought about it and the most urgent task was to find the Tianji Pan to return to the future, and then find out where Di Wulei was going. As the first sect in the world, if he could borrow it

It will be much easier to find the whereabouts of Di Wulei. Restarting the Tianji Pan is inseparable from Mo Dao Mo Tianji's help. Thinking of this, Luo Changfeng has made a decision.

He asked, "Where is Brother Tianjiu?

?Now the alien army is heading eastward, destroying the world with decay and decay, and the world is falling in an instant, and it is only a matter of time to reach Qingping Peak. What are you planning to be the one who is highly anticipated by the whole world? How many can Brother Tianjiu appreciate Li Qinglian's collection of poems?

How sure are you to enter the last realm?”

Tianjiu Blade reached out to signal.

The two turned into two white lights, leaving two silver arcs in the horizon, and returned to the Hall of All Fass at the top of Qingping Peak.

There is an extra futon in the hall.

The two of them sat opposite each other, as if discussing the truth.

Tianjiu Bian said: "Bian cannot promise anything to Brother Luo or the world, whether it is Zhoutian Realm or retreating from the foreign race, if Brother Luo can find a more suitable candidate, this collection of poems will be presented with both hands."

The most proud lifelong poem in the world is placed in front of both of them. The sword-do method that practitioners all over the world covet is like the fruits and fruits bargaining in the market at the foot of the mountain. You push me and let me go.

Luo Changfeng looked at Li Qinglian's hard work and smiled, inexplicably a little sarcastic about this test. Thinking of Li Qinglian's evaluation of Tian Jiubian, his respect for this strongest man in ten thousand years became less and less. .

"Humanity Li Qinglian and Tian Jiubian are the two gems in the world..."

"It seems that Brother Luo doesn't agree?"

"How dare Changfeng? It's just that when it comes to being broad-minded, Brother Tianjiu will continue to test like this endlessly, compared with the most proud and glorious feat of Daliang City in the world, it will be a 10% lost, and it will look petty."

"Hahaha... It's not that I lack the blade, Brother Luo is very fond of Li Qinglian."

"There is no choice. Who can make people brew a good wine? And, don't be stingy. You are even more impressed with the wind."

"Okay, okay, Brother Luo said this and the sword was straight to the point."

"Look at me."

"Although Li Qinglian is in the world with Bian, he is different from Taoism in the end. His collection of poems is a rare peerless inheritance for the heroes in the world, but it is not necessarily true for Bian. I have reached the bottleneck of the realm of God. Thinking about taking a step further, looking for the illusory keys from Li Qinglian's sword path, opening the door to the Zhoutian Realm, you must disperse the way. Just like a glass of full wine, if you have too much, it will overflow. .Only by venting it, you can find more possibilities.”

"So you plan to go into seclusion?"

"It's not just about seclusion, but also about death."

"The enemy is in front of you,

You don’t have much time.”

"So I need your help."

"It sounds like I had planned it a long time ago. Is this what Li Qinglian meant or what you think?"

"This is not important. What's important is that Brother Luo, your plan. Since you are willing to sit in this Hall of All Laws and listen to the nagging, you must have made a decision in your heart. You must stay at Qingping Peak at all sides and vertically, and now you have the blessing of the name of the blade. It will only be more convenient to do things. As for what I ask, just do it with you."

Luo Changfeng never thought that he could only say a few words, and the plans in his heart were completely seen through by the Tianjiu Blade. This "discussion on Taoism" was invisibly at a disadvantage again.

He looked at Tian Jiubian silently, thinking that this person was observing in detail and thought as meticulous as dust. He thought that the most proud person in the world and called him a pair of gods in the world, and he really didn't know whether it was good or bad.

He sighed secretly, and Luo Changfeng said, "Let me tell me how to help me?"

"Be a guest of honor in this Wanfa Hall. During my retreat, I presided over the affairs of Qingping Peak and even the Natural Sect, and my junior brother Mo Dao will assist you."

"Appointed leader?"

"It can be understood so."

"If the alien army comes to the foot of the mountain, will I still lead the countless heroes from the Qingping Peaks to fight against foreign enemies?"

"This is your responsibility."

"Still you get out of seclusion?"

"Yes."

"What if you can't get out of the way?"

Tian Jiuren smiled and said, "I'll take you to a place and meet someone."

Luo Changfeng walked out of the Hall of All Fascination with Tianjiu Blade with Tianjiu Blade and came to the edge of the cliff within reach of the sea of ​​clouds.

A first look, it was hard to see.

When I was climbing the mountain and visiting, I didn’t feel like I had walked many stone steps. Now I looked down at the cliff and felt like I was above the sky.

Tianjiu Blade lifted up his clothes and jumped off.

The long wind of Luo followed closely.

Two rays of light and shadow fell from the top of the cliff, passing through the clouds and the strong wind, and then saw a thousand-foot waterfall running down.

Their speed was much faster than the waterfall, like an arrow leaving the string, or like a falling rock from the sky, and soon fell to the bottom of the cliff.

There is a lake under your feet.

They stood on the lake with their hands behind their backs, like a light feather. Seeing the silver-white waterfall rushing against the chaotic and round rocks, they vaguely saw a cave behind the rocks.