My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

Zhao Donghan came to the county government office with ease.

The police officers have brought back twenty-eight corpses of evil cultivators one after another, and they are now being placed in the back hall of the yamen.

County magistrate Liu returned from Dongshan, covered his mouth and nose with a cloth handkerchief, frowned, and looked at the vicious corpses of evil cultivators.

He was a little dazed at the moment, these corpses were all fifth-rank and sixth-rank evil cultivators before they were alive, and each of them was an evil existence that could create a massacre of the town.

However, such vicious twenty-eight evil cultivators died at the same time.

"These evil cultivators should have accepted the mission of the Heaven and Earth Evil Sect. They wanted to kill Mr. Luohong, but they were all killed by Mr. Luohong. I don't know the specific battle process. When we arrived , the battle is over, we are just in charge of the finishing touches."

Luo Feng sat on the chair and poured a glass of water to drink. He felt a little dry.

The shock in my heart could not be calmed down for a long time. After all, every evil cultivator in front of him was not weaker than him. Moreover, fifth-rank evil cultivators were much more difficult to deal with than fifth-rank martial arts cultivators.

How did Luo Hong do it?

Luo Feng was shocked.

Luo Hong was able to kill Wanyan Lihuo, who was on the Yellow List, but even though Wanyan Liehuo was the pride of the Yellow List, he might not have any advantage over some evil cultivators who had been immersed in the fifth-rank realm for many years.

Let's talk about eighteen ranks of five ranks, ten ranks of six ranks...

With so many evil cultivators added up, even a fourth-rank cultivator would have to avoid the edge for the time being.

Luo Feng really couldn't think of how Luo Hong defeated these evil cultivators. Could it be that Luo Hong already has a fourth-rank combat power?

Rank seven compared to rank four... With this level of potential, can the top ten talents in the yellow list compare with it?

The back hall of the yamen was somewhat quiet.

Fang was seriously recording something, Ziwei was sitting on a chair in a daze, Luo Feng and the county magistrate also drank tea in silence.

Time passed bit by bit, and Zhao Donghan came.

Zhao Donghan, who was in the dark of night, entered the back hall in a busy manner. Luo Feng, who had half a stomach full of tea, suddenly became energetic and got up enthusiastically.

"Zhao Zhuangshi is here? Mr. Luo is resting?"

Luo Feng laughed.

Zhao Donghan nodded.

"Tell us quickly. Zhao Zhuangshi is the only witness. How did you kill the evil cultivators when you fought against these evil cultivators?"

Luo Feng felt extremely itchy.

Even the twenty-eight evil cultivators and the twenty-eight Luo Feng might not be able to defeat them, but Luo Hong was able to kill them all by himself.

Zi Wei, who had been sitting in a daze on the chair, also regained her spirits, ran away, and came back with a bag of melon seeds after a while.

Even Fang Zheng, who was working on the case, listened carefully.

Zhao Donghan's face trembled.

After being shy for a while, he let out a sharp breath.

It is a great thing for the young master to kill the twenty-eight evil cultivators in the first battle. Since he, Old Zhao, cannot protect the young master, he must naturally protect the young master's reputation and make the young master famous all over the world!

Old Zhao took a sip of tea and sat down calmly, although he passed out and saw nothing.

However, based on his knowledge of his son who is a righteous example, he probably guessed all the process.

Anyway, Mr. Kua, for Lao Zhao, he just opened his mouth.

"Under the moon, people are like jade, and your son is unparalleled in the world!"

"My son is full of righteousness, and evil spirits are inviolable! When twenty-eight evil spirits fight with my son, the first thing they have to bear is the dazzling righteous yang energy of the young master, which is like a rainbow. Although the young master has just become a master's disciple, but I heard that ringing the saint's bell three hundred and six can gather righteousness and suppress evil cultivators by nature, how can I fight these evil cultivators?"

"Young master's swordsmanship talent is even more monstrous and unparalleled. It was passed down by Mr. Chen, and he was possessed by the will of the saint who struck the saint's bell thirty-six. After a few sword strikes, a white dragon soars into the sky, and one sword overwhelms twenty-eight evil spirits." Xiu, fought with the evil cultivators until the sky was dark and the earth was cracked and the mountains collapsed!"

"All of a sudden, my young master's sword energy was gushing out, a sword knocked open the gate of heaven, and he shouted lightly, the sword is coming!"

"There is sword energy gushing out from the Earth Flood Sword, like ten thousand swords coming back to the sect, wiped the necks of every evil cultivator, and wiped out the vitality of these evil cultivators!"

Zhao Donghan said eloquently, it just happened that these days he went to the teahouse and learned a few skills from the storyteller, and when he said it, it was sonorous and powerful, and every word was precise.

Luo Feng, County Magistrate Liu and others were taken aback for a while.

Because they felt that what Zhao Donghan said was quite reasonable, and the battle scene described by Zhao Donghan couldn't help forming in their minds.

Zhao Donghan took a sip of tea and was satisfied.

While knocking on the melon seeds, Ziwei's beautiful eyes widened.

Fangzheng held the case, frowned slightly, and said: "There is a problem. Although so many evil spirits of evil cultivators are not as good as vast seas and great rivers, they can also be called rushing raging rivers. Then the evil spirits of these evil cultivators Where did the anger go?"

Luo Feng also thought of this question, and looked at Zhao Donghan.

The scar on Zhao Donghan's face trembled slightly, but he smiled faintly.

"Didn't you see those evil cultivators knelt down in the most pious posture after death? My young master used his own righteous yang energy as an open flame, stroked their heads one by one, and purified and burned the evil spirits on their bodies."

Words fell.

A sudden sound resounded in the back hall of the county government office.

Even Fangzheng was no longer suspicious, and wrote a description in the case record. After all, they also saw Luo Hong's Zhengyang aura, which was as bright as a scorching sun, with their own eyes.

The east gradually turned pale.

When the first ray of light in the morning broke through the haze of the night and sprinkled the earth, bringing light and heat, Zhao Donghan walked out of the county government office refreshed.

He walked towards Luo Mansion contentedly.

With the energy and blood of his seventh-rank martial arts, even if he stayed up all night, it was not a big deal.

"Your Master is going to the academy today, but I, Old Zhao, can sit in the teahouse and tell those uninitiated Jianghu people what you have done tonight!"

Zhao Donghan immediately smiled when he heard this, and the scar on his face twisted like a centipede.

...

Luo Hong woke up with a shiver.

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, he felt inexplicable heart palpitations, but Luo Hong didn't know where the palpitations came from.

Last night, he killed Xiexiu on the 28th day and absorbed a large amount of Xiesha. After Luo Hong returned to the room, he began to sit cross-legged and refine.

Not knowing when, he fell into a deep sleep.

And Xie Sha has also completely transformed, and now Luo Hong's cultivation has improved slightly.

Stretching, the morning light washed away the haze between the sky and the earth, just as Luo Hong made a movement, there was a rustling sound outside the house, and the flowery and jade-like maids pushed the door and entered to wash Luo Hong.

After washing up, Luo Hong changed into a clean white robe, carried the Flood Dragon Sword on his back, and went to the main hall.

Xiao Douhua woke up early, was busy in the kitchen, and her family was in decline, which made her less coquettish and more independent.

Seeing Luo Hong in a white shirt flying upright, she couldn't help smiling, the fear and haze caused by yesterday's murder had already been swept away between her black brows.

The girl Cong Cong seems to have undergone a transformation, becoming more resolute.

There was light in his eyes, and he seemed to have a goal, not as muddled as before.

It was rare for Luo Hong not to scold Xiao Douhua today.

Blind Yuan, Housekeeper Chen, and Luo Xiaoxiao, who looked sleepless, had already sat down at the dining table.

Steward Chen glanced at Luo Hong, but didn't say anything about leaving the city last night.

However, Luo Hong raised his head, looked at Steward Chen, and asked, "Uncle Chen, Uncle Chen has been immersed in the way of swordsmanship for many years. I don't know if he has dabbled in sword formations?"

"Sword Array?" Steward Chen, who was eating porridge with sour radish, was taken aback for a moment, and raised his eyebrows to look at Luo Hong in surprise.

"The sword formation is powerful, but generally it can only be practiced at the sword control level...Of course, if you use multiple people to dance swords, you can also form a sword formation, but that is a multi-person sword formation, and the reason is different."

"What kind do you want to know, young master?" Chen Butler asked.

"One person can form an array."

Luo Hong ate a mouthful of tofu curd and said.

"Actually, the sword formation is quite weak. If the sword spirit is strong enough, one sword can cut rivers, lakes, mountains, and open the sky... everything can be cut with one sword. Old Chen, I don't know much about sword formations. , but since the young master wants to understand, Lao Chen will write it out for the young master."

"However, young master, you must remember that your talent in swordsmanship is average, so don't waste too much time on the sword formation, practice and cultivate your sword more, and enter the third-rank ten thousand sword realm as soon as possible. At that time, even if you don't understand the sword formation , One sword out, ten thousand swords fly together, it is not a weak sword array." Chen Steward warned.

Luo Hong took a spoonful of bean curd and sighed.

"Uncle Chen, don't talk about it. I know how good my swordsmanship talent is. Since my talent is poor, I should be a fool and fly first. If I cultivate more knowledge, it may be useful in the future."

"Ahem..." Blind Yuan on one side choked on the porridge and coughed continuously.

Invisible pretentiousness is the most deadly.

"I will also take good care of the sword for my son!" Xiao Douhua said earnestly and stubbornly when she heard Steward Chen say that your son is not talented.

Chen Butler smiled awkwardly, got up and went back to the room, and after a while, he came back with a booklet and threw it to Luo Hong.

"This is the 'Heaven Dou Chained Sword Formation'. There are nine swords, eighteen swords, thirty-six swords, sixty-three swords, seventy-two swords, and eighty-one swords. The more flying swords you control, the more flying swords you control. The stronger the sword formation, the more powerful the attack and defense, it can attack and defend, although it is not the top sword formation, it is one of the most suitable sword formations for you."

Chen Guanjia said: "In the world, there are also powerful sword formations, but most of them are passed down from generation to generation of swordsmanship families, and they are secrets that cannot be passed down, and outsiders cannot learn them."

Luo Hong took the brochure and looked at it, but he was a little happy.

He has seventy-two evil beads, and this series of sword formations is indeed the most suitable for him.

Chen Butler looked at the happy Luo Hong, the corners of his mouth softened a little, and he said kindly: "My lord, after all, the sword array is half a strange skill. In my generation of sword cultivators, we rely on the sword in our hands. After all, manpower is sometimes poor. I can't even control a sword in my own hand, let alone control a hundred swords, a thousand swords, or ten thousand swords..."

"And if you can hold a sword in your hand with your heart, everything in the world can become a sword."

Steward Chen said earnestly.

When Luo Hong heard the words, he seemed to have a clear understanding.

After breakfast, Xiao Douhua raised her head, raised her chest, tucked in her stomach, raised her buttocks, and left Luofu, heading for Jixia Academy, holding the Flood Dragon Sword in her arms.

Although Ouyang Zhao was killed in the academy yesterday, Luo Hong was not worried at all.

Because one night passed, neither the master nor the second senior brother troubled him, which meant that they acquiesced in what he did.

As a master's disciple, how can you be angry at your own door?

Luo Hong was a little happy, and he liked the academy more and more.

Of course, besides ringing the saint's bell, that thing... will make his righteous yang energy more and more intense. After absorbing so many evil spirits yesterday, through refining, a lot of evil evil spirits excreted from his body have worn him away. There is a lot of Zhengyang energy in his body, but now the light of Zhengyang on his body has dimmed a bit.

Luo Hong was overjoyed.

Zhao Donghan didn't sleep all night, but he was very energetic and his eyes were piercing. Luo Hong glanced suspiciously at Old Zhao.

Bringing Xiao Douhua and Lao Zhao to the East Mountain, Lao Zhao stopped at Daping in the middle of the mountain. After watching Luo Hong and Xiao Douhua ascend the palace, Zhao Donghan turned around impatiently, went down the mountain, and went to the bustling teahouse.

A horse-drawn carriage descended in the mid-mountain of Dongshan Mountain in Daping.

In the chariot, geniuses from all over the world stepped out of the carriage and climbed Dongshan to practice.

Princess Changping wore a gorgeous long dress today, noble and glamorous, but her face had regained her composure, and she was no longer as angry as yesterday.

Today, there are not many courteous heroes around her. Except for Wei Qiansui's grandson Wei Xian who was recorded in Luo Hong's book, there is only one old man.

The old man was none other than the Grand Tutor Wen Tianxing who was brought into the Imperial Capital by Luo Rentu all the way from Anping County like a dog.

In addition to his status as Taifu, Wen Tianxing is also the vice president of Sitianyuan.

Princess Changping and Wei Xian did not climb Dongshan, but stood behind Wen Tianxing.

Wen Tianxing was wearing the formal gown of the director of Sitian Academy today, with a solemn expression on his face.

The guardians around looked over, wondering why Wen Tianxing came here.

The protector of the Princess Li Tianhe leaned against the carriage and squinted.

Luo Hong, carrying Xiaodouhua with his sword in his arms, also stopped on the Peach Blossom Stone Path, looking back.

Wen Tianxing glanced at Luo Hong who was standing on the stone path with his cloudy eyes, and then ignored Luo Hong, stretched his sleeves, and was no longer in the embarrassment of being suppressed by Luo Rentu.

Qi rises from the feet, the sound is mighty, breaking through mountains and seas, and soaring into the sky.

"Emperor Xia retreats, the crown prince has orders."

"Sitianyuan will set up a 'Secret Realm of Heaven' ten miles outside of Anping County. The secret place is across the city from Jixia Academy. I heard that the acting dean of Tianxing came to talk to Master."

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