A place of change.
Inside the First Temple.
Le Ru and Bai Wangyu teamed up to seal the strongest Netherland, and all their energy was consumed.
"Confucianism!"
In the middle of the iron rope, Mingtu struggled desperately and roared, "When this seal is broken, I will pay you back a hundred times!"
"Let's wait until you come out to say these harsh words."
Le Ru waved his hand and put away the guqin, and said calmly, "Wangyu, let's go."
"Um."
On the side, Bai Wangyu put away his sword, turned around and walked outside.
The two quickly left the temple and came outside.
In the land of mutation, because the underworld was sealed, it was obviously a lot quieter.
"Adjust your breath for a while, and then everyone does their own thing."
Outside the temple, Le Ru found a relatively clean place to sit down and said.
"Um."
Bai Wangyu nodded again, sat down aside, and began to seize the time to restore his energy.
About two hours later.
The two of them opened their eyes one after another.
Le Ru stood up and said, "I'm going back to Confucianism. What about you? Are you going back now?"
"Disciple has to wait a little longer."
Bai Wangyu shook his head and responded.
"Then do it yourself."
Le Ru said calmly, "My old man is gone. You have to be careful in Nanling. Your life comes first in everything."
At this point, Le Ru paused and said seriously, "Don't suffer!"
"Disciple, please bear in mind the teachings of Master Zhang." Bai Wangyu bowed his hands and saluted.
"gone."
Le Ru said something, then waved his hand and walked away.
"Disciple, I would like to send you my respectful greetings to Master Leru."
From behind, Bai Wangyu bowed again and watched.
Le Ru left very freely. When he left, he was no longer as anxious as when he came. As he walked, he looked at the beautiful scenery around him, feeling very uncomfortable.
There were a lot of things to deal with when he got back. How could Leru, who had finally come out for a trip, go back so quickly.
Compared with Le Ru's leisurely contentment.
Bai Wangyu was much more anxious. After bidding farewell to Le Ru, he immediately returned the same way.
He has been delayed here for too long and must go back immediately.
The ten-day appointment is coming soon.
at the same time.
The capital of great merchants and the residence of the commoner marquis.
"Wangyu they succeeded."
An old voice sounded and said, "The underworld of the First Temple has been sealed."
In the main hall.
When Li Ziye heard the news brought by the Confucian leader, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. A smile appeared on his face and he said, "It will be good if it succeeds."
Taixue Palace, East Courtyard.
Confucius also withdrew his gaze, with a tired look on his old face.
Staring at a strange place thousands of miles away for several consecutive days is quite a load for an old man who is already a thousand years old.
"Confucian leader."
Outside the hospital, Fa Ru walked up and asked with concern, "Did you succeed?"
"Successful."
Confucius nodded and said, "Fortunately, Le Ru is gone, otherwise, Wang Yu's life might even be in danger."
He couldn't see what was going on in that temple, but fortunately Wang Yu was cautious and didn't rush in rashly.
When Fa Ru heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Wangyu and the others have grown up, and it's time to take charge of their own business."
"Farru, I will go back to my house to rest. The garden will be handed over to you in these two days."
Confucius said with a tired look and immediately walked towards the wooden house.
"yes!"
Fa Ru noticed the exhaustion in the Confucian leader's expression, bowed respectfully and responded.
With a creak, Confucius pushed open the door of the wooden house and walked in.
In the courtyard, Fa Ru sighed softly in his heart as he looked at the old back of the Confucian leader.
Compared with when he first entered the Confucian sect, the Confucian leader was indeed much older.
Unconsciously, more than forty years have passed, and even he has become old.
While thinking, Faru silently knelt down and began to tidy up the vegetable garden.
The cold winter is approaching, and the old man Rushou's health is obviously getting worse and worse.
Wangyu, although the Li family boys and the others have grown a lot, they are obviously still unable to cope with the coming winter catastrophe.
As an old man like Confucianism, he can only continue to hold on.
Buyihou Mansion.
forecourt.
The iron fan flies by, separates and rejoins, and the flowers are dazzling, which is dizzying for the eyes.
In the middle of the courtyard, Li Ziye's figure moved rapidly, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and reality.
Fast, indescribably fast. After completing the seventh form of Feixian Jue, Li Ziye's speed underwent a qualitative transformation. The strongest and most difficult technique in the world finally showed its extraordinary side.
The ancestor of the Taoist sect founded Taishang Wangqing, and over thousands of years, he developed countless techniques.
The first Confucian scholar in the Confucian school realized the Haoran chapter. For thousands of years, he has mastered everything from palm, sword, piano, calligraphy, etc.
Only Li Taibai, who mastered the Feixian Jue and practiced his sword skills to the extreme without learning any other skills, swept across all nine states in the same era and became invincible in the world.
Li Ziye did not have the talent of the Taoist ancestors and Confucian leaders, nor did he have the amazing talent of Li Taibai. He was just an ordinary person.
From an ordinary person with eight blocked meridians, he climbed up step by step.
All you can rely on is your own efforts.
Li Ziye is a very contented person. He will make the best use of whatever he has.
Regardless of wisdom, wealth, or hard work.
"Uh-huh!"
The fan bone flew past, the sharp edge was dazzling, and it passed by the heart. The clothes were torn, and it was dangerous and dangerous, and it hurt one's body.
Mu Bai's sword can be flawless within three feet. This is the foundation for Mu Bai to stand among the four great geniuses.
Li Ziye knew that if he wanted to continue to improve his strength, he must continue to refine his moves.
Until his sword can be as accurate as Mu Bai.
Half an hour later.
The nineteen fan bones flew back one by one and merged into one. Li Ziye stopped, panting heavily from exhaustion, sweat dripping from his face.
There were bloodstains all over his body, some of which were even deep enough to show bones.
In the courtyard.
The servants all stayed far away, and no one dared to come near.
When there are no guests, the Marquis spends most of his time practicing martial arts, and every time he gets himself covered with bruises, which is very scary.
"call!"
After taking a moment to catch his breath, Li Ziye let out a deep breath and walked towards the backyard.
Don't rush.
Wait a minute, one bite won't make you fat.
"Master Hou."
Just when Li Ziye was about to go back to the backyard.
A boy came quickly and saluted respectfully, "Master Li, please see me."
Li Ziye stopped, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Bring it to the main hall, and I will change my clothes and go."
"yes!"
The boy took the order, turned around and left.
Li Ziye walked back to the inner courtyard, put on a pair of clean clothes, and immediately walked towards the main hall.
In the main hall, Huanzhu is already waiting.
"What's the matter?"
Li Ziye walked into the main hall and asked.
"Brother, in the mass graves thousands of miles away in the southeast of the capital, there have been frequent strange phenomena recently. It is speculated that a treasure with the level of a divine object has been born." Huanzhu looked at his brother in front of him and said.
"Fantasy?"
When Li Ziye heard this, a strange color flashed in his eyes.
In the Central Plains, it seems that no divine object has been born for a long time.
Could it be that due to the sudden changes in the world, even the divine objects buried deep in the ground began to emerge?
"Brother, Sister Hongzhu asked me to come over and ask you how to handle this matter?" Huanzhu asked.
"Rob."
Li Ziye came back to his senses and said without hesitation, "I will go there in person. In addition, inform the second brother and ask him to send the experts from Yanyu Tower to seize it."
If a divine object appears in the Central Plains, the imperial court will definitely not sit idly by and ignore it, and will probably send experts there.
A thing without an owner needs to be inhabited by a capable person. There are probably many people who want to snatch this sacred object.
Just when Li Ziye received the news that the divine object was about to be born.
Imperial Palace, Shou'an Hall.
Messages are also sent to.
After hearing this, Emperor Shang's sinister eyes flashed with a cold look, and he ordered, "Let the Three Feet Sword go."
After speaking, Emperor Shang hesitated and added, "The fourth prince will accompany us."
"yes!"
The chamberlain took the order and retreated.
Emperor Shang stood up, walked to the window, looked to the southeast, and narrowed his eyes.
Divine objects are rare.
Divine objects of this level, such as the Nine Cauldrons of the World, the Book of Heaven, and the Great Sword of Light, are even more difficult to find in the world.
If the royal family can have another divine object of the same level, even the Confucian sect will no longer be able to check and balance the royal family.
Half a day later.
Unknown land.
The letter eagle flies through the fog.
Outside the Yanyu Tower, a purple-robed deacon took the secret letter. After seeing the rank mark on the secret letter, he did not hesitate and immediately turned around and walked into the pavilion.
"Owner!"
The purple-robed deacon stepped forward quickly and handed over the secret letter.
On the high seat.
Li Qingzhi opened the letter and his expression suddenly froze when he saw the content inside.
Tian Zhique and Di Gui were both in Nanling and could not come back in time.
After a brief thought, Li Qingzhi came to his senses and ordered, "Call Xuan Ming, Huang Liang, and Chi Ying over."
"yes!"
The purple-robed deacon took the order and turned to leave.
About half an hour later.
In the mist outside Yanyu Tower.
Three figures wrapped in slender coarse cloth stepped forward and entered the Yanyu Building.
"You three go together and grab the things."
Li Qingzhi waved his hand, sent the information over, and said calmly, "Only success, no failure."
"yes!"
The three of them read the mission, responded respectfully, and then turned and left.
