? "Wait a minute."

若 Zhang Ruochen shouted, chased up, appeared opposite Ling Feiyu, pondered for a moment, and smiled: "This time, I can also be a great help to you, can you also help me?"

Ling Lingfei's delicate body stood upright, and the breath on her body was as sharp and succinct as the sword from the sheath: "Say."

Immediately, Zhang Ruochen made a request, hoping that Ling Feiyu would return to the moon worship and help take care of Mu Lingxi.

Tochigi Lingxi's situation is very bad. As long as she can use some contacts, Zhang Ruochen naturally wants to help her.

Ling Ling Feiyu is not only the lord of the maiden's palace, but also one of the top powers of the cult. From her side, no one should dare to embarrass Mu Lingxi.

Ling Feiyu's black and white eyes gave Zhang Ruochen a deep look, revealing a meaningful look, saying: "Fancy the little maid of the maiden's palace? Didn't see that you are a passionate person. "

Zhang Ruochen just smiled slightly and didn't explain much.

Passionate or ruthless, as long as you have a clear conscience.

"You killed the two sages of the gods and you will definitely become the enemy of the whole gods."

Before Zhang Ruochen spoke, Ling Feiyu said again, "Both of them were taken from their own blame. I ought to be damned. I will know the leader of this matter. In addition, you took Ouyang Yan's seal, did you ever want to return it to him? ? "

"How can I take the initiative to change things back?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Ling Feiyu nodded and said, "Ouyang Yan is the goddess of worship of the moon god. Behind him, there is a huge power. Even if the leader does not hold you accountable, Ouyang Yan and the strong men behind him, also I will definitely regard you as an enemy. It will be very dangerous to take your current practice as a thank you. May I show you a clear way? "

"What is the clear way?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Ling Feiyu said, "Follow me to worship Luna, I can do my utmost to support you in taking the position of the godson of Ouyang Yan. As long as you become a godson, you can choose a maiden from the maiden's palace as a priest. That little maiden, Mu Lingxi. "

I heard this, Zhang Ruochen just shook his head and smiled, but declined the invitation of Ling Feiyu.

Ling Feiyu said: "You are doubting that I have no ability to compete with the forces behind Ouyang Yan? You must know that I am not only the lord of the maiden's palace, but also the contemporary head of the Ling family. With the power of the Ling family, it should be enough Is that right? "

"The Ling family is a descendant of the Emperor, and naturally has a transcendental status. But ... I really have no interest in the position of the goddess of the moon worship demon," Zhang Ruochen said.

"Well, now that you have made a decision, I won't force you."? With a bang, Ling Fei turned into a sword-shaped light shuttle, rising into the sky, and disappeared in no time.

Chu Siyuan rolled up the "Picture of Seven Lives and Seven Deaths" and was rather unhappy. He snorted coldly: "The old man helped her such a big favor, but she didn't even have a word of thanks. A grand generation of swordsman, granddaughter of the demon Is there no such thing as courtesy? "

Luo Luoxu said with a smile: "People like Ling Gongzhu will not hang the word Xie by their mouths, but will use actions to repay kindness."

"You have confidence in her."

Wu Chusi said coldly: "Now that Ling Feiyu has returned to the top, she will definitely seek revenge on Lin Suxian and get back some things that belong to her. Are you not worried at all?"

"In the end, there should be a time to end this grudge. Now that the Lord Ling Gong has recovered, I should indeed go there." Luo Xu said.

Before Xu left, Luo Xu looked at Zhang Ruochen and asked, "Zhang Ruochen, what are your plans next?"

"I should go to Shengming City," Zhang Ruochen said.

"Hey."

Wu Chusiyuan laughed aloud: "It's a coincidence that my husband is going to Shengming City to visit a friend. Should we go on the road together?"

"Inconvenient." Zhang Ruochen said.

Zhang Ruochen went to Shengming City, mainly to scan the tomb of his mother after the tomb of the emperor. At the same time, he was also preparing to see Kong Lanyou. Naturally, he could not go with Chu Siyuan.

Tong Chu Siyuan's old face was dark, and he shook his sleeves fiercely, feeling a little embarrassed.

The grand master of the paintings, invited a junior to go with him, shouldn't that junior be flattered?

The fact is that he was rejected by that junior.

"It is inconvenient and convenient, the old man must go with you." Chu Siyuan said with a cold face, very stubbornly.

Zhang Ruochen felt a headache and felt that Chu Siyuan was not only an old stubborn, but also a thick-skinned man, saying bitterly: "Predecessor Chu, you are the master of painting, I am an imperial imperial court, walk with me, and I am not afraid of being criticized ? "

The words "Senior Chu" still let Chu Siyuan enjoy it very much, and felt that Zhang Ruochen finally came on the road, saying lightly: "Zhang Ruochen, you don't let the old man go with you, is it because you want to go to Shengming City, what can't be done A whistleblower? "

Lu Chusiyuan is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years. He is very alert, and soon notices some clues and raises some doubts.

Luo Luoxu said: "Zhang Ruochen, there are many treasures on your body that are enough to seduce the Holy One. There must be some greedy people who are peeping in secret. When you go to Shengming City with Brother Chu, there is a care on the road.

At the same time, Luo Xu secretly transmitted a message to Zhang Ruochen, allowing him to seize this opportunity and ask Chu Siyuan for more advice.

Zhang Ruochen thought for a moment, but finally agreed.

Because, continuing to refuse will definitely cause Chu Siyuan's suspicion, maybe he will follow him secretly.

By then, Zhang Ruochen would have more headaches.

Luo Luoxu and Luo Shuihan left, and Zhang Ruochen and Chu Siyuan drove a blue wooden boat down the ancient river, down the current, and continued to the direction of Shengming City.

Rear, ancient river.

There are three figures standing at a slightly higher position, and they look at the cyan wooden boat that is gradually away.

The three of them are Kong Hongzhang, the Holy General of Ghost Valley, and an elder figure in the Holy Land of Mingtang.

General Guigu said: "Luo Xu left, but the painting Saint Chu Siyuan is still on the boat. The repair of this old guy is unfathomable. A painting can destroy the 100,000 army of the undead, but it is not easy to start. "

Yan Konghong's arms crossed her chest, and said, "Where are they going?"

"Following the Tongming River, all the way down, they are likely to go to Shengming City." The old man who entered the holy realm guessed.

Kong Honghong showed a cold look, and said, "To Shengming City, Zhang Ruochen is throwing himself into the net."

The Ghost Valley Saint General also laughed: "We Mingtang has developed in Shengming City for many years, has a huge power, has long been ingrained. Go to Shengming City, even painting holy, can not protect him."

Kong Honghong said: "Painting Saint has nothing to do with Zhang Ruochen. It should be to see Luoluo's face before taking him for a ride. When he arrives in the city of Saint Ming, the painting Saint will certainly not control him again. At that time, it is when we start.

The three silhouettes receded, and soon disappeared into the forest, ready to return to Shengming City one step ahead of schedule.

The Laogu River, named Daming River, started in a wild and secret place and penetrated the three states of the Central Region, giving birth to many ancient civilizations.

The Luohe water is sometimes smooth like a lake, and sometimes rapid like a waterfall.

Zhang Ruochen stood on the bow of the boat and practiced swordsmanship. He wanted to fully understand his feelings in the "Seven Lives and Seven Dead Pictures".

"Sword Four."

Zhang Ruochen pinched the ancient sword in his hand, stabbed forward, a gorgeous sword light, turned into a white silk thread, and flew forward.

"Boom."

Thousands of miles away, on the right bank of the ancient river, a black cliff over a thousand meters high made a loud noise.

A huge hollow appeared at the mountainside of Laoshan, with a diameter of dozens of meters, which penetrated the whole mountain.

Zhang Ruochen put away Shen Yuan's ancient sword and glanced towards the mountain peak, revealing a satisfied smile, and said to himself: "Using the sword four to condense into the sword air, the penetrating power erupted is stronger than the sword three Three or four times. "

Zhang Ruochen continued to practice swords, in addition to practicing Sword Four, he was also practicing Jiusheng Sword Technique and Zhenyi Thunderfire Sword Technique.

两种 The two swordsmanships are both holy art levels, and they have also reached the Dacheng level. Now they can master only by practicing and running.

Wu Chusiyuan was sitting in the cabin, drinking tea, and staring at Zhang Ruochen, feeling very shocked.

It is quite remarkable that other semi-holy ones can cultivate a kind of holy art to great success.

Zhang Ruochen was only a fourth-order and semi-sacred practitioner, but he was proficient in two sacrificial levels of swordsmanship.

Moreover, Luoshuiquan and sword four of "Wordless Sword Spectrum" have not been counted.

"This kid's talent is amazing. If he can lead him on the right path, in the future against the undead and the undead, there will be another top powerhouse."

Wu Chusiyuan always felt that Zhang Ruochen was not so upright, but he was not an evil person.

As long as someone can mention him and beat him, he can still lead him on the right track and become a pillar of talent.

"The so-called near Zhu is red, the near Mo is black. In Shengming City, the old man must introduce him to some of his peers, get to know each other, and be influenced by the environment, he should be able to wake him up." Chu Siyuan secretly said.

In the next few days, Zhang Ruochen has been continuously practicing boxing and sword practice. After night, it is to refine the blood of the gods and promote cultivation.

Finally, the blue wooden boats are getting closer and closer to the city of Shengming, and there are more and more boats on the river.

Some of these ships are huge and extremely gorgeous. There are some handsome men and women chanting poems and dancing swords on the ship.

Shengming City, after all, was once the imperial city of Shengming's central empire. It was not only a meeting place of spiritual veins, but also many ancient families.

Even if the central empire of Shengming was destroyed ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ the ancient families, they did not decline.

"Zhang Ruochen, my husband has a holy weapon that can be lent to you."

Chu Chusiyuan came out of the cabin, at the same time, took out a golden metal mask and handed it to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen showed a suspicious expression and said, "What kind of spiritual power is you?"

Lu Chusiyuan put a black line on his forehead and sternly said, "You are a wanted criminal in the court. With your current appearance, you may have been arrested before you entered Shengming City."

"This old man's magic gold mask can not only cover up the breath on your body, but also make your figure and appearance blurred. Even the spiritual master can hardly see your true body."

Zhang Ruochen's heart secretly murmured, "If it isn't for you, the old man has to walk with me, I have already changed to Gu Linfeng's appearance, and entered the city of Shengming brightly."

In the end, Zhang Ruochen took the magic gold mask and put it on his face, covering his face for more than half, exuding a mysterious breath. (.)