There is a huge gap between Huashen and Yuanying, which can arouse the aura between heaven and earth, and can move mountains and fill seas with just a few gestures.

The overlapping sword shadows pressed down on Zhou An like a mountain. Each sword shadow was transformed from real blade fragments. There were real and virtual shadows, and the interaction between virtual and real was full of murderous intent.

No one expected that the commotion of this battle would be so great, and the sword light soaring into the sky could be seen thousands of miles away.

"Not good!" Wang Mang realized that something was wrong. If the fight continued like this, one of the two sides would surely die, but his ability could not stop it. He could only watch helplessly, and no one present could stop it.

An old man with white eyebrows and bearded hair was sitting cross-legged on the top of the wall, looking in this direction, he shook his head and said, "The young man is still too angry, and he has no worries at all. I'm afraid that sword repairer surnamed An will be defeated now." .”

"You Wen is a member of Wangtianzong after all. Wangtianzong's swordsmanship is so profound, but losing is not a real loss. He lost to Wangtianzong, not Youwen."

"Presumably You Wen should have realized this, and his talent in the way of swords is not as good as the opponent."

Some things have been seen in the beginning, but are not willing to admit it.

Before the sword mountain fell, a yellow sword light pierced through the sword mountain and You Wen's body-protecting aura. A small bronze knife was stuck on his forehead, and the blood flowed continuously.

You Wen fell from the sky, landed heavily by the river, and was thrown to the floor like a dead fish. His body quickly withered and decayed, as if he had been dead for many years.

Most of Zhou An's clothes were torn, his body was covered with large and small wounds, and he held a sword in one hand. He stood beside You Wen's body and looked down at him. killed himself."

He didn't want to kill You Wen at first, but You Wen wanted to die by himself, and there was nothing he could do if he hit the knife edge.

Immediately afterwards.

He then noticed that the yellow breath like a swimming dragon gathered here and poured into his body continuously, making his mental state, body, and strength all become stronger.

"Is this luck?"

He froze for a moment, feeling that there was an extra ability out of thin air.

Sword Fighting: Regardless of the suppression of sword intent, the damage dealt to targets that also have sword intent is increased by 20%. 】

"It's no wonder that the cultivators in this world care so much about fame. It turns out that there is this relationship. The greater the reputation, the stronger the strength, and the faster the cultivation speed?"

Zhou An realized the specialness of this world. No wonder so many people challenged him in the past few days. They all wanted to fight for fame. Fame will bring corresponding luck, and they will become stronger when they complement each other. .

But he felt that this in itself was a ridiculous thing and unreasonable.

But since this is the rule of this world, he has no way to change it, he can only adapt.

Not long after, two Wangtianzong disciples came and took You Wen's body away in a hurry, and threatened Zhou An:

"Surnamed Zhou, this matter is endless. If you killed Senior Brother You Wen today, our Wangtian Sect will not let it go."

Zhou An just felt a little helpless, this kind of thing is hard to explain, and it is true that You Wen was killed by him, "Wouldn't this be a problem with Wang Tianzong?"

Jian Nineteen came over and said in a low voice: "Brother Zhou, why don't you run away now, Wang Tianzong is famous for protecting his weaknesses, and he will definitely find various ways to take revenge on you."

Zhou An sneered and said, "What am I afraid of? He Youwen wanted to die by himself, and he died when he died. Even if Wang Tianzong troubled me, he would not do it in the open.

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"Such a big sect still needs to save face after all."

The news spread quickly, and the whole Qingzhou and even Hezhou knew that You Wen died under Zhou An's sword.

The whole Wu'an city was full of jubilation. Red lanterns were hung on the streets, big and small. It looked festive, and those who didn't know thought it was a festival.

Zhou An has been recognized as a monk from Qingzhou by default, so the victory of the monks from Qingzhou over the monks from Hezhou should be celebrated as it should be.

Qi Fugui also made a special trip to hold a celebration banquet in the evening, not many people came, most of them were from the palace itself, or people who were particularly close friends.

This approach is also ulterior motives.

Zhou An could see that Qi Fugui had ambitions, but he just hid them, and when the time came, he could only hide them, and be an idle prince in this place.

The people of the royal family all cultivated the way of luck, and the more prosperous and populous the place they managed, the stronger their cultivation would naturally be.

The territory of Daqi is vast, the emperor of Daqi has lived for thousands of years, and his cultivation has a period of integration. It is difficult to go one step further. Huang Yundao is related to Jiangshan Sheji. Daqi's development has reached a limit. To go further, we must develop in other areas.

And those powerful sects of cultivating immortals often have powerful monks in charge, and even have the strength to overthrow the entire dynasty by themselves.

It's just that even if a cultivator has a long lifespan, there is a limit, and Huang Yundao has a huge flaw, that is, the lifespan is far inferior to other cultivators, and a thousand years is the limit.

Today's Daqi seems to be prosperous and the people are peaceful, but in fact, there are undercurrents surging, and various forces have infiltrated it and want to take a share of it.

There are many mortals in the dynasty, but there are very few powerful monks. Most of the talented monks will join the sect of cultivating immortals, and some sects with rich background are more likely to cultivate powerful monks.

This has also led to the fact that like Zhou An, who does not belong to any cultivating sect, but is powerful at the same time, there are very few sword cultivators, or even none at all. The dynasty itself has no ability to cultivate such sword cultivators, so it can only absorb them from the outside. Most of them are unwanted by others.

For hundreds of years, the dynasties have tried their best to change this status quo, but without any results.

The Immortal Cultivation Sect will unswervingly guarantee its own inheritance, select fresh blood with excellent talents from mortals, and inject it into its own sect.

This is a tradition of millions of years from ancient times to the present, and no one can break it.

Sitting next to Zhou An at the banquet was an unfamiliar old man with white hair and a black coat. He was also a cultivator, but his cultivation level was not high.

"Zhou An, this is my teacher. Yao Xianhui, the grand tutor of the dynasty and the supervisor of Xianfu, is very knowledgeable. You can ask him anything you don't understand." Qi Fugui introduced.

Yao Xianhui looked at Zhou An with a smile and said, "I heard that brother Zhou defeated You Wen, one of the seven sons of Hezhou today. Judging by his age, brother Zhou is much younger than You Wen."

"In my opinion, Brother Zhou, you will definitely become a Sword Immortal in the future."

Facing Yao Xianhui's praise, Zhou An was not humble at all, and smiled and said: "Teacher, what you said is right, it is only a matter of time for me to become a sword fairy."

Faced with Zhou An's big talk, others are used to it, maybe they have heard too much, and feel that it should be the same.

Hearing Qi Fugui say that Yao Xianhui was very knowledgeable, Zhou An took out the broken sword talisman from his arms and put it on the table and asked, "Does the Taifu recognize this sword talisman? I want to know the previous owner of this sword talisman." who is it."

Yao Xianhui observed for a while, first frowned, then stretched out and said, "Although I haven't really seen this thing, I have some clues."

Zhou An was a little surprised, and asked quickly: "Teacher, please tell me in detail."

Yao Xianhui nodded and said, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be Changchun Sword Immortal, Zhen Nantian's carry-on."

As soon as this remark came out, the others all showed surprise. They were just guessing before, but they didn't expect that this thing was actually related to the sword fairy.

Zhou An further asked: "Then where is this Changchun Sword Immortal now?"

Yao Xianhui glanced at Zhou An suspiciously: "You don't know?"

"Know what?" Zhou An raised his brows, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com said with a smile: "People from my small place are not well informed, so please tell me directly, Taifu, and don't play tricks."

Yao Xianhui said in a deep voice: "Changchun Sword Immortal passed away five hundred years ago. Everyone in the world knows it. I didn't think you didn't know it. Sometimes it's better not to focus on cultivating."

In his eyes, Zhou An is a sword idiot who only focuses on the way of the sword and doesn't understand anything, but such a person is justifiably talented in the way of the sword.

Zhou An was taken aback: "Dead? How could he die? No, it shouldn't be him, but someone else."

He realized that the person who gave him the sword talisman should not be Changchun Sword Immortal himself, but someone else, who just got the sword talisman of Changchun Sword Immortal.

Maybe he is also a sword fairy.

"Can you tell me how Changchun Sword Immortal died?" Zhou An said seriously. This has a lot to do with his coming to this world. He even suspected that the long sword in his hand might be the relic of Changchun Sword Immortal.

Yao Xianhui sighed: "This is very complicated. At the beginning, Changchun Sword Immortal died for no reason. It seemed that he died of exhaustion after being besieged by many people. However, Changchun Sword Immortal was upright and kind to others during his lifetime. They are all his best friends."

"However, after Changchun Sword Immortal's death, the murderer has not been found for a long time. Even the Tianji Pavilion helped with the calculation, but there was no result."

A gleam flashed in Zhou An's eyes: "Does Master Yao have anyone to suspect?"

He knows that there is no evidence for many things, but he can see the result, but there is no evidence.

Yao Xianhui smiled, shook his head and said, "How would I know that it happened hundreds of years ago, and is it important to you?"