While Luo Yi and the flame dragon were fighting fiercely on the seventh floor, Ren Miaomiao and Su Youlan had also entered the fifth floor and successfully entered the city.
Su Youlan is now in the city lord's palace, as for Ren Piaomiao...
When we first entered the city, someone said two unpleasant words.
Of course, it's not too distasteful, it's just that Ren Miaomiao is regarded as a woman.
There were even some bachelors whistling at him.
Some people sighed sadly, it was a pity that such a beautiful lady came to this Wu Nian City.
result……
As a result, Uncle Ren raised his eyebrows and held out a sword.
Although the lives of these "outspoken" people were not harmed, it actually caused some people to fall on their feet.
Later, there were many sword-wielding monks in the city. They said they wanted to save face for their brothers, but in fact they all wanted to see what happened to this woman with outstanding appearance, good looks but extremely bad temper. What kind of god is he?
It's a pity that I dressed a little conservatively and covered it too tightly. It looks great when viewed from the front and from the back.
Just look at it from the side...
It's a bit off.
It's less dramatic and ups and downs.
Then, these sword-wielding monks who came to join in the fun all fell under Ren Piaomiao's sword.
This incident later even alarmed Li Tianxiang of the Chiyang Sword Sect.
When Su Youlan was a guest at the city lord's mansion, Ren Miaomiao had already made an appointment with Li Tianxiang.
Looking at the time, the two were about to start a fight.
Su Youlan looked a little worried.
The white-haired Luo Wuji smiled warmly and said, "Don't worry, they are very measured in their actions."
Su Youlan sighed, he was not worried about this.
She was worried that Ren Piaomiao would not act appropriately...
Luo Wuji looked at Su Youlan with a look of relief and some...approval.
It's like a family elder looking at the pretty daughter-in-law brought home by the younger generation.
"Don't worry, they won't make much noise."
"You are here for..."
Luo Wuji paused, with a smile on his face.
"Is it for Luo Yi?"
Su Youlan was startled, "Senior, do you know him?"
The smile on Luo Wuji's face became even stronger.
"It's more than just acquaintance. Let's do this. If you don't mind, you can call me Uncle Luo. You can also call me uncle."
"Disregarding the closed loop of time, my current age is your uncle's generation."
Su Youlan is so smart and astute, she immediately grasped two key points from Luo Wuji's words.
"Uncle Luo", "Time Closed Loop".
Su Youlan's expression changed slightly, and she asked in disbelief: "You...your surname is Luo?"
Luo Wuji smiled lightly, "You are right in your mind. I can indeed be regarded as Luo Yi's 'distant relative'."
Luo Wuji was already very patient, and now he took the trouble to tell Su Youlan about the origin and destruction of Wu Nian City.
Including the mystery of this closed loop of time.
Su Youlan was immediately shocked.
For Su Youlan, who is familiar with history books, she has never been exposed to this period of history that has been submerged in the long river of time.
After all, the Tyrant Dynasty is just a new dynasty. If it really compares with its heritage and foundation, it will naturally not be able to compete with the Luo Dynasty.
But even with this kind of mental preparation, Su Youlan still didn't expect that the Luo Dynasty four thousand years ago would be so tyrannical.
To be able to dominate the entire Northern Territory is to say that it is not weak.
Su Youlan fell into deep shock.
The two fell into a brief silence, and Su Youlan was still digesting the shock that this piece of history had brought to her.
Luo Wuji was casually looking at a certain causal line on Su Youlan's body.
Following this line of cause and effect, Luo Wuji saw many interesting things.
The smile on Luo Wuji's face became stronger and stronger.
"This wife is not very good."
"This stinky boy, why can't he understand?"
Su Youlan gradually came back to her senses, and she subconsciously asked: "Uncle Luo, what did you say?"
Luo Wuji smiled and waved his hand, "Nothing."
At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the city.
Su Youlan turned her head suddenly and Luo Wuji said: "Don't worry, it's okay."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another deafening roar, and even a sword light like a full moon lit up.
This sword light illuminated the entire Wu Nian City.
Su Youlan stopped talking, but Luo Wuji slowly turned his head this time and looked at the sword light.
Before Luo Wuji could speak, half of the city gate suddenly smashed into the gate of the city lord's mansion, and finally landed in front of the pavilion, raising waves of dust.
Su Youlan's eyelids twitched wildly. She turned her head stiffly and looked at Luo Wuji, "Uncle Luo, is this...really...all right?"
The corners of Luo Wuji's mouth were also twitching crazily.
"This...should be fine...right?"
Above Wu Nian City, two figures were hovering with swords in their hands.
There were a few people standing on the city wall below to watch the fun and not take it too seriously.
Among them were Shentu Wenyan and Murong Chen.
The founder of Qiankun Cave looked at the two people hovering with swords above him and said, "When did we in Dongxuan Continent have such a number one figure?"
"I have never seen anyone who can keep up with Li Tianxiang in the art of swordsmanship. This is really the first time."
Murong Chen gnawed a sour and astringent fruit in his hand with an expressionless expression. He tilted his head and said two words.
"Sword Cauldron."
Shen Tu Wenyan was stunned, "Jian Ding?"
He turned his head and looked at the young man in white above, "Hey...it's not easy for someone at such a young age to be able to condense his sword intent to this point."
"Isn't this person from Dongxuanzhou?"
Murong Chen was silent for a long time, and after a while, he gave an explanation that shocked Shentu Wenyan.
"Within a hundred years, you can reach the sword's heart."
The "sword heart" that Murong Chen refers to is a state in the sword's journey that cannot be recorded.
There are five levels of sword intent, the first level is Jian Xiao, the second level is Jian Lan, and the third level is Jian Jue.
The fourth level sword cauldron, as for the last level sword heart.
I don’t know how many years it has been since anyone set foot in this realm on the way to Jianyi.
I never thought that Murong Chen would give Ren Miaomiao such high praise today.
This surprised even Shentu Wenyan because this brother Murong rarely praised others.
In the sky above Wu Nian City, Ren Piaomiao looked at Li Tianxiang with a normal expression.
Li Tianxiang looked at Ren Piaomiao with shining eyes.
"With such swordsmanship, you shouldn't be such a nobody."
"Aren't you from Dongxuanzhou?"
Ren Miaomiao didn't speak, but tilted the tip of the sword slightly.
"Ren Piaomiao, take the sword."
For sword cultivators, just a few words can lead to a spiritual enlightenment.
"Ask the sword."
"Lead the sword."
Luo Wuji raised his head and looked into the distance, his eyes a little complicated and a little sighing.
"This swordsman in white is the most tyrannical person I have ever seen in my life."
"If it weren't for the jewels of my clan's bloodline, this person's bloodline would be enough to reach the sky..."
Su Youlan asked: "Uncle Luo, does Ren Piaomiao's bloodline seem to be related to the passage of time?"
Luo Wuji nodded and sighed: "Another old almanac that has turned yellow."
