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Kong Lanyou stared at Zhang Ruochen, with a look of great anticipation in his beautiful eyes.

Zhang Ruochen's heart was filled with strong winds and huge waves, but his face remained very calm and showed no signs of abnormality. He said: "Senior is indeed an expert. I can't hide it from you. You should have seen through the techniques I practice." Alright?"

"As far as I know, there are only two people in the entire Kunlun world who have practiced the Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra. One of them is one of the Nine Emperors eight hundred years ago, Emperor Ming. The other one is the son of Emperor Ming."

Kong Lanyou paused for a moment, carefully observing Zhang Ruochen's every minute movement, and said: "Of the two of them, one of them has been missing for many years and his life and death are unknown, while the other has been dead for eight hundred years. Zhang Ruochen, don't tell me, " "Jiutian Mingdi Sutra" is also the consciousness in Shen Yuan's ancient sword that is passed on to you."

Zhang Ruochen said firmly: "That's the fact."

Now that he has made a decision, Zhang Ruochen will continue to hide it. There are still many things that require him to spend time to verify. Before he finds out the answer, he doesn't want anyone to know his true identity.

As long as he didn't let go, even if Kong Lanyou had some guesses, there was nothing he could do.

In fact, Kong Lanyou could use the soul-searching technique to forcibly plunder Zhang Ruochen's memory and find out the truth of the matter.

But she was afraid that the man in front of her really had an extraordinary connection with the eight-hundred-year-old man. Using the Soul Searching Technique is likely to traumatize his martial soul, causing him irrecoverable injuries.

What should we do now?

While Kong Lanyou was thinking, Zhang Ruochen had already entered a state of cultivation.

He closed his eyes and ran the "Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra" with all his strength. His body tensed up, and all the 100,000 pores in his body were completely closed, turning his body into a leak-free space.

The medicinal power of the blue sky grass burst out, and in a very short period of time, it rushed to the blood vessels and meridians throughout Zhang Ruochen's body, and finally gathered in the center of his brain.

Under the blessing of the medicinal power of Blue Sky Grass, Zhang Ruochen's brain was clear and his thoughts were clear. It was like opening the door of wisdom, and he could comprehend the sword technique more than ten times faster.

The heart of the sword intention is in the sea of ​​​​qi, and he quickly practices the sword moves, which makes Zhang Ruochen's swordsmanship realm rise rapidly.

"With the help of Blue Sky Grass, my level of swordsmanship will definitely increase greatly. Maybe, tonight, I can catch Kong Lanyou's ten moves."

Zhang Ruochen pushed his mental power to the extreme and studied the sword technique with all his strength. He must make perfect use of this opportunity so as not to waste too much of the power of the blue sky grass.

"The art of swordsmanship comes from the heart, and the mind is clear."

"Follow the wind and move with the clouds."

"The sun and moon rise together, the universe of swordsmanship."

"Tai Chi Liang Yi, ten thousand swords unite."

In Zhang Ruochen's Qi sea, there was a little white man, with a lightsaber in his finger, and Qi on his feet, practicing sword skills, leaving shadows of sword skills in his mind.

Difficulties in swordsmanship that were usually incomprehensible were completely understood in an instant.

A sword idea emerged from his heart and rushed upward, as if it was about to fly out from above his head.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen opened his eyes with a sharp light. He formed a finger sword with his hands and quickly attacked Kong Lanyou who was sitting opposite.

"Wow!"

Kong Lanyou's reaction was extremely fast. He struck first and then used the bamboo flute as a sword to hit Zhang Ruochen's wrists.

Zhang Ruochen turned his wrist and quickly changed his moves. He suddenly stood up, his arm drove straight in, and hit her chest with a sharp sword energy.

"Bang bang!"

The two of them struck quickly and clashed fiercely. Every time they struck, it was like two swords clashing.

Zhang Ruochen sometimes stood, sometimes sat, and sometimes moved quickly around the bamboo pavilion, attacking Kong Lanyou from different angles.

Kong Lanyou sat there all the time, almost motionless except for his constantly moving arms.

About three breaths later, Zhang Ruochen was hit by the bamboo flute again and was thrown away, falling outside the bamboo pavilion.

Zhang Ruochen's legs sank, he stabilized his center, and dropped his feet to the ground so as not to look too embarrassed. He clutched his chest, feeling as if his body had been pierced by a bamboo flute. The pain was excruciating, and he couldn't lift up even a trace of strength.

However, there were no wounds on Zhang Ruochen's body, which shows that Kong Lanyou used An Jin.

"You can actually fight me with thirteen moves. You are indeed a genius." Kong Lanyou said.

Zhang Ruochen held back the pain and said: "It all depends on the blue sky grass of the seniors. Otherwise, the juniors would not be able to progress so fast."

"You don't have to be modest. No matter how good the Blue Sky Grass is, it's just a cup of tea. The key lies in the warrior himself."

Kong Lanyou stood up, put his hands behind his back, showed his strong courage, and said proudly: "Zhang Ruochen, are you interested in quitting Wushi Academy and becoming my disciple? I can provide you with the best training environment. , the best guidance, the top elixir. I don’t accept disciples easily.”

"Sure enough, Kong Lanyou really wants to plan my cultivation path. Fortunately, she doesn't know my true identity. Otherwise, she will definitely take me away without hesitation." Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.

Depending on the height of the station, the way of looking at the problem will naturally be different.

Kong Lanyou felt that her initiative to accept Zhang Ruochen as her disciple was a gift to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Thank you for your kindness, senior. I have decided to practice in the Holy Academy. Moreover, I have agreed to become the master of Xuanji Academy as my teacher."

Kong Lanyou nodded, as if he had already figured it out, and said: "Old Xuanji is known as one of the three great swordsmen in the Eastern Region, and his strength is naturally not bad. It would be good for you to worship him as your teacher. Since you The decision has been made, I should leave and return to the Central Territory."

"Are you leaving?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Kong Lanyou sighed: "I came to the Eastern Region just to see you. Since you are not that person, there is no need for me to stay any longer. It has been eight hundred years! His bones have probably turned into ashes. It's just that I have an obsession in my heart and can't let go. You can't be him, and you can't be him."

There was an indescribable sadness in her voice. She didn't look like a saint with powerful powers at all, but rather like a weak and passionate woman.

For some reason, Zhang Ruochen felt a sense of loss in his heart. He didn't know whether it was because Kong Lanyou was about to leave, or because of the sadness caused by the passage of time.

Eight hundred years have passed, Zhang Ruochen is no longer the same Zhang Ruochen, and Kong Lanyou is no longer the same Kong Lanyou.

Everything has changed!

The black and flying rabbits are flying in the sky, and the world has passed through the ages.

All things look back and turn into dust, but only the green mountains remain unchanged.

"You have caught my ten moves, and your swordsmanship should have almost reached the intermediate level of Sword Heart Transparency. According to the agreement, this Half-Saint Mansion is now your private property."

Kong Lanyou stood up, outlined her slender and beautiful figure, walked out of the bamboo pavilion, and was about to leave.

Zhang Ruochen stared at her back, and finally couldn't help but ask: "I heard you mention the 800-year-old son of Emperor Ming many times. Have you ever known him?"

Kong Lanyou's body trembled slightly, stopped, and said quietly: "It's more than just acquaintance. His position in my heart can never be replaced by anyone. But I know that he has never had me in his heart. He was deeply in love with another woman, and I could only stand in the distance and quietly watch them. Watch them practice swordplay together, watch them laugh together, watch them embrace each other under the moon."

"It was precisely because that time, I stood in the distance and watched him secretly, that's why I saw him killed by that woman with a sword. I rushed out desperately to stop him. But in the end, It was still a step too late, and I watched helplessly as he fell into a pool of blood."

"Even though eight hundred years have passed, that scene still flashes through my mind from time to time. Every time I think about it, it makes me miserable."

"In an instant, the world and hell were transformed into two worlds, and the old friend was a ghost from now on."

Kong Lanyou didn't know why, but he actually revealed the secret deep in his heart to a junior whom he had only met twice.

Perhaps, for eight hundred years, she was really lonely and had no one to talk to. It was not until she met Zhang Ruochen that she finally spoke out the words she had suppressed for eight hundred years.

A long sigh sounded in the air.

Hearing Kong Lanyou's words, Zhang Ruochen's eyes were a little moist, and he no longer wanted to hide it, and wanted to tell her his identity immediately. Tell her that her old friend is not dead yet.

However, when Zhang Ruochen took a closer look and looked over, Kong Lanyou had disappeared and left the Half-Saint Mansion at some unknown time.

Zhang Ruochen rushed over, channeled his energy and shouted: "Lan You, Lan You..."

However, with Kong Lanyou's cultivation level, he had already flown out of the Holy City of the Eastern Territory and was thousands of miles away, unable to hear his cry at all.

"In an instant, the world and hell were transformed into two worlds, and the old friend was a ghost from now on."

Zhang Ruochen read these words and closed his eyes, feeling as if he could feel Kong Lanyou's sadness and sadness in his heart over the years.

Zhang Ruochen had always regarded Kong Lanyou as a little sister, but he never expected that Kong Lanyou would have such affection for him.

If Zhang Ruochen had known all this, he shouldn't have hidden it from her when he met her for the first time. She should not be allowed to continue living in guilt, pain, and hatred. She should be happier.

"In the future, sooner or later, I will have a chance to meet her. Now, I should work harder to practice. Only when my cultivation is stronger, can I do more things."

Zhang Ruochen put away the complicated thoughts in his heart and thought again about how to quickly improve his cultivation.

His enemy was the aloof Queen Chi Yao. How could he get revenge if he didn't have strong strength?

After drinking that cup of blue sky herbal tea, Zhang Ruochen not only greatly improved his swordsmanship, but also improved his martial arts cultivation by a large margin, and he had already touched the threshold of the Great Ultimate of the Heavenly Realm.

If he can break through to the Great Ultimate of the Heavenly Realm, Zhang Ruochen's strength will climb to another level. Even if he reaches the top 30 in the "Tianji Ranking", it will not be difficult.