A little help is enough.

Shan Qingrou hurriedly waved her hand: "My master has already arrived, and the Feng Lei Sect's people have already humiliated, so don't bother the brother to take action."

"Well, that's fine."

Lu Chen nodded: "Don't delay you, I have to heal your injuries first. Go with your master."

With that, he rolled the black mist with his right hand and sent Shan Qingrou out.

When Shan Qingrou returned to the crowd again, everyone's expression changed when she saw her.

Being able to be invited in by such a strong man and sent back again, this kind of treatment is not available to everyone.

Many people looked enviously.

Shan Qingrou was a little uncomfortable, and immediately returned to Master.

The master walked against the wind and immediately took her and Huan Sihui away.

On the way, Su Ran asked, "Qingrou, what did that person say to you?"

"It's nothing, just asked about the men and women in purple."

"Oh? I seem to see what you gave him."

Su Ran's eyes burned.

Shanqing Judo: "He asked me for some healing pills."

"You gave it to him?" Huan Sihui interjected.

Shan Qingrou glanced at her, "Don't you give it?"

Huan Sihui was speechless.

The emperor of the Quartet Realm asked them for something, how dare not to give it.

It's just that if people really want to heal the pill and surround the audience with so many people, why not have one at a time, but only yours.

Moreover, the Sifang Realm emperor would not use their ordinary healing medicine.

Master Su Ran nodded and said, "It's fine if it's okay."

She was secretly surprised.

The little disciple who has always been innocent has actually learned to lie.

How could I believe such a clumsy lie as the healing pills.

I really don't know what the black mask said to Qingrou, making her willing to hand over something.

But it shouldn't be a good thing. After all, this disciple never travels, and he knows exactly what he has.

As long as the person is okay, then it’s okay, don’t worry about so much.

Whoosh!

Su Ran settled down, speeded up, and flew towards the core of the imperial city.

This battle in Akame City was just an episode in her life for her.

Let yourself see what a high-level battle is.

Maybe I will have the opportunity to come into contact with this realm in the future, or maybe I will never have the opportunity in my life.

But once I have seen it, it can be regarded as letting myself know the direction of my efforts.

The emperor of the Quartet Realm is indeed the darling of heaven and earth.

Each move can condense the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

In addition to their ability to fly in the Triangle Realm, they are too far from the Sifang Realm.

The difference between true qi and spiritual power is a qualitative difference!

"I hope that the core of the imperial city will allow people to find an opportunity to break through the four directions."

Su Ran secretly looked forward to it.

Although I know it is vague, there is always hope.

...

In the ruins of Chimu City.

Lu Chen, Cui Yu, Tu Mingdao and Chimu Qianghuang all sat quietly to heal their injuries.

They are not afraid of a sneak attack.

Even if there are thousands of onlookers, don't be afraid.

Because those who have seen the battle just now, there is absolutely no guts to attack them.

Unless it's a lunatic fool.

I didn't see the first battle, destroying the huge Aka-eye City.

How powerful is that mad woman, killing people like hemp, isn't she also beaten to death by these four people?

Now anyone dared to come up and pull out his beard, that would be fatal.

As a result, the onlookers left separately, leaving Lu Chen and the four of them quietly healing their wounds.

Three days later.

Lu Chen stood up and said, "Is it all about it? We have to hunt down brother and sister Ziyun before the trace has disappeared."

"So fast?"

Tu Mingdao exclaimed.

Although he didn't suffer any major injuries, the previous battle was extremely exhausting.

But it will not be able to recover in three days.

In three days, it only allowed him to recover 20% of his spiritual power.

The Scarlet-Eyed Spear King was even more miserable. Three days only allowed him to regain his normal ability to move, and his speech became clear.

But even if he speaks neatly, he doesn't want to say a word now.

Inexplicably, he was drawn to the soul space, and recognized people as the master.

And he has only now discovered that the person who recognizes the Lord is actually this black mask.

I never thought that the age of the black mask was so young.

At a young age, his combat power is amazing, he has a soul space, and there are three clones in the soul space.

What is the origin of this kid, I have never heard of it.

The thought of acknowledging this unknown person as the master made my heart very depressed.

And the most hateful thing, this kid took away his Lingbao Jinding!

Thinking of this, the Emperor Chimu Qiang felt hatred.

He can only fight without speaking.

Cui Yu said: "It's almost there, let's go, lest the trace disappears after dragging on, and it's not easy to hunt down."

"Ok."

Lu Chen nodded, and the black mist rolled around, bringing the Butcher Knife and Crimson Spear Emperor with him.

"Akame, where did the two go?"

Lu Chen asked.

The Aka-Eyed Spear Emperor groaned, unwilling to speak.

Lu Chen's expression sank.

boom!

A tyrannical coercion, pouring down on the soul of the Chime Spear Emperor.

He hugged his head and rolled in the air, bleeding from his seven orifices, and wailing in pain: "I said I said.

Actually, I didn't see it clearly.

At that time, the fire and thunder were going up, my eyes were going blind, I couldn't perceive it at all. "

"waste!"

Lu Chen scolded, and said to Cui Yu: "Brother Dao, it's up to you."

"Let's fight side by side, how come it's even more out of the ordinary. Just call me old Cui."

Cui Yu chuckled.

The mental energy spread out, looking for traces around.

After a while, he grabbed his right hand in the air.

Tweeted!

Drop a stone.

Throw stones for directions.

Dripping.

The stone is sharp, spinning on the ground.

Finally, with a click, the rotation is over, and a direction is specified.

"It's here, south, the core direction of the imperial city, and it's also the direction of Zhongzhou."

Cui Yu frowned: "Are they trying to escape back to Zhongzhou? It feels a bit wrong.

Wait for me to make another divination. "

After all, take out the natal compass, take out Jiabei.

Huh!

Jiabei fell in the air, and Cui Yu held the compass in his hand, chanting words.

"There is nowhere to be found in Pure Sun Sword Dao, there is a true spirit in the depths of the imperial city."

Cui Yu muttered silently, then stared at Lu Chen: "This hexagram seems to be only about you."

"Pure Yang Kendo?"

Lu Chen frowned.

The meaning of this hexagram image is that in the depths of the imperial city, there is the true spirit of Pure Yang Sword Dao?

But if in the depths of the imperial city is the True Spirit of Pure Sun Sword, what is it that is attached to the Pure Sun Sword?

"Should I stop divination and test the whereabouts of Ziyun brothers and sisters?"

Lu Chen suggested.

Cui Yu shook his head: "No. One more hexagram, it won't be accurate. My life is wasted for nothing."

"life?"

Lu Chen was startled.

Cui Yu smiled and said, "Do you think I rely on true qi and mental power for divination?"

Lu Chen was silent.

It turns out that Cui Yu's divination depends on longevity.

Lu Chen asked, "How many years of life do you need to spend a divination?"

"Not much. As little as ten years, as many as a thousand years.

Sometimes if you encounter an undisclosed providence, you might die immediately.

But I haven't encountered it yet, haha. "

Cui Yu smiled disapprovingly.

Lu Chen was shocked!

As a nine-fold powerhouse in the Triangle Realm, it is reasonable to expect that he can live to nine thousand years of age.

But Cui Yu is a trigram, if he is bad luck, it will consume a thousand years of life.

This is incredible.

If it counts nine times, he has to die.

Good luck, ten and a hundred years of consumption, but that is not too many times.

Think about Cui Yu's calculation not long ago, and today he has calculated it for himself.

I don't know how much life he has consumed.

However, looking at this situation, Lu Chen decided not to let Cui Yu fortune it unless it was necessary.

Originally, Cui Yu was a blind person, and I am afraid that these eyes were also fortune-telling.

If he is asked to continue the calculation, I am afraid that he has not gotten out of the Quartet, and he will die at the end of his life.

"Okay, I see, let's go south to the core of the imperial city.

It just so happens that I want to go there to see the remains of the core of the imperial city. "

Lu Chen settled down, and the black mist rolled, leading the three of them away.

Half a day passed quickly.

There was no trace of the breath left by Ziyun brothers and sisters.

After all, he is the genius of Ziyun Mountain Villa, with various treasures emerging one after another, and there are bound to be many treasures to cover up the traces.

It was surprising to be able to catch up with them.

Lu Chen wasn't worried, but found a restaurant to live in.

Living in a room alone, he recruited the Pure Sun Sword and said, "There is nowhere to find the Pure Sun Sword Dao, there is a true spirit in the depths of the imperial city."

"?"

The old man of Pure Yang Sword and Sword Spirit was slightly startled, puzzled.

Lu Chen said, "This is a hexagram figure that a friend of mine has calculated.

What do you think this means, the true spirit of Chunyang Kendo, and what is it? "

"The true spirit of Chunyang Kendo?"

The old sword spirit groaned and shook his head and said, "I'm just the sword spirit of the Pure Yang Sword, and I have been in dust for many years, my memory is incomplete, and I don't know much.

But I do remember one thing, the ancestor Chunyang was the lord of the Imperial City of the Northern Territory.

No, it was not called the Imperial City of the Northern Territory at that time.

The Northern Territory at that time was our Yanyue Academy.

It's a pity that thousands of years have passed, but it has been replaced.

Our Yanyue Academy is in a peaceful corner and is still in a state of despair.

If it makes me think, I look forward to seeing the Patriarch of the year.

Maybe, that's what this admonition said, the true spirit of Pure Yang Sword Dao. "

"Are you saying that the true spirit is the soul remnant of the ancestor Chunyang?"

Lu Chen's eyes condensed, and he didn't expect the Northern Region Imperial City to have such a relationship with Yanyue Academy.

The old sword spirit said: "I hope so, maybe it has other meanings.

By the way, after the Sect Master enters the core of the imperial city, we will investigate the matter.

Why don't you learn the Pure Sun swordsmanship first?

If the Sect Master mastered the Pure Sun Sword Technique before, he would surely cause the enemy to suffer even more injuries! "

"Yes. Teach me, enter the soul space."

Lu Chen moved his mind and pulled the old sword spirit into the soul space.

"Lu Chen!"

Qingming, Liushuang, and Fengfeng immediately greeted them.

Tu Mingdao and Chimu Qianghuang hid on one side, silently swinging their swords.

They are being slowly assimilated.

Seeing this scene, the old sword spirit opened his mouth wide and was surprised: "The soul space actually has this ability.

The lord deserves to have a strange appearance.

The old man should help each other with all his strength, just to get a chance to shape his true body. "

"Don't worry, I will help you find the treasure that will shape your true body when I am successful in my cultivation in the future."

Lu Chen promised.

The old man of Sword Spirit is overjoyed: "The old man doesn't want much, as long as there are three avatars of the Sect Master's plastic corners, it is already satisfied."

What he meant was that while Lu Chen was looking for treasures for his three avatars, while leaving a little bit for himself, he was satisfied.

Lu Chen nodded: "As you wish."

The old sword spirit was overjoyed and began to demonstrate the Pure Yang sword technique for Lu Chen.

There are nine styles of pure Yang swordsmanship.

The first style, pure Yang Jianqi!

The second style, Wan Jian return to the clan!

The third type, sky fire and gold!

The fourth style, the golden sun swings the devil!

After demonstrating these four styles, the old sword spirit said: "The old man has been in dust for many years, and the memory has not been restored. There are only these four styles for the time being.

The memory may be restored in the future, or it may not be possible to restore the memory, disappointing the suzerain. "

"It's okay."

Lu Chen waved his hand.

These four formulas are enough for now.

The first two styles are very simple. As long as you master the Tiangang Heart Sutra and use it to activate swordsmanship, you can use pure Yang Jianqi.