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Fan Xing was able to see the cruelty and deceit behind the core land of the Taixuan Central Plains, and he was already in the realm of seeing a mountain instead of a mountain.

But what shocked her slightly was that the young man beside her, who looked younger than herself, was staring at the illusory luck with devouring eyes.

"Who are you?"

A murmur of doubts sounded from the starry sea of ​​consciousness, and then the undeniable voice continued to sound in her ears:

"I just heard from other people that the name of the avenue under our feet is Fushen?"

"Master Hui, this road is indeed called floating, and this floating road runs through the entire Baolian Sword Land, from north to south, wide and flat, across all rivers and mountains, straight forward, straight to the south."

Speaking of this, Fan Xing took a deep breath, a hint of pride appeared in his eyes, and he raised his voice a lot:

"Because of the existence of this way, the monks of My Treasure Lotus Sword Land no longer need to cross the towering mountains and dangers, but can go straight south from the beginning to the end, and at the same time, the communication with other counties has increased countless times."

"From what you said, the straight appearance of the Fushen Road is similar to a sword."

"Young Master Huiyan, according to ancient legends, this path was formed by a sword from the sky falling to the ground. Even if you look down from the sky, you can still see the sharp blade."

After finishing speaking, Fan Xing frowned, because she suddenly thought that in addition to the ups and downs of the mountains and rivers, there is another terrifying road running through the entire Baolian Sword Land from beginning to end. trauma.

Thinking of this, a glint of haze flashed in the eyes of the young girl Jianxiu, and the sword was folded from the scar. This is not a good omen. Afterwards, Fanxing took a deep breath, opened her mouth and continued to speak:

"My lord, it is said that this path was not named for ups and downs. Later, a sword master appeared in my treasure lotus sword field. The straight road of the entire Sword Land will be renamed Fushen Road."

After finishing speaking, Fanxing's eyes turned, and the voice came out:

"The way of the sword is straight forward, and so is the sword cultivator. The sword master named this path like this, but he doesn't know why. Over the years, there have been many speculations about sword cultivators, but they are all far-fetched. There is no convincing explanation. .”

As soon as the girl Fanxing said this, Zhao Yu, who was just about to continue eating a mouthful of the beast's leg, stopped what he was doing, raised his head, and a steady voice came out:

"Maybe let me guess the meaning behind the way's name?"

"Sir, please."

Fan Xing's eyes lit up, and he raised his hand to attract, and then opened his red lips with a look of shock.

Because in his ears, the voice from Zhao Yuping slowly sounded:

"Floating on the surface is the scenery, but sinking in the heart can have the answer. Perhaps this is the deep meaning of the word floating and sinking."

Chapter 1816 The Fate of Baolian Sword Land

"What floats on the surface is the scenery, and the answer lies in the heart."

Under the setting sun, Fan Xing, a girl riding on a strange beast, with bright eyes, murmured and repeated this sentence, and then the girl's face changed for a while, and finally turned into respect and admiration.

The distinguished young man beside him returned to the carriage after eating the beast legs, but the short exchange of words benefited the female disciple of the Sword Sect a lot, and his heart was shaken.

The wind blows straight, and the setting sun is like blood.

Unknowingly, under the afterglow of the setting sun, the outline of a big city gradually appeared on the side of the Fushen Road. The whole body of the city was pitch-black. Looking from a distance, it looked like a huge sword lotus blooming on the ground.

It is one of the important cities of Baolian Sword Land, Liantai City!

Liantai City used to be the base of sword cultivators of the Lotus Terrace lineage. After the four sects of Baolian Sword Land merged into one, this city gradually became the center of the entire Qinglian Sword Sect, gathering countless sword cultivators from the entire Sword Land, presenting a A thriving look.

Baolian Sword Land has a rule that has been handed down since ancient times, that is, no city or force can be built on the way of floating and sinking. At the same time, this way belongs to the sword cultivators of the world, and no one is qualified to take it as their own.

Therefore, Liantai City was built on the side of the Fushen Straight Road, and several avenues extended outward from the city gate, connecting into the main road. Looking from the sky, it looks like this sword lotus stretching out. The huge roots penetrated into the soil, absorbing nutrients.

"Your Majesty, although we have just stepped into the core of the Taixuan Central Plains not long ago, we still found some very interesting places."

Inside the carriage, Sima Annan, who was sitting cross-legged, put down the teacup in his hand, a smile appeared on his handsome face, and he continued:

"The number one, of course, is the vitality of heaven and earth, which is more than ten times stronger than that of Wushanhai. This is the basis for the high cultivation level of practitioners in the entire core area, but this is far from the reason for its core position. "

As soon as Sima Annan's words fell, Zhao Yu, who was turning over the notebook with his head down, kept moving, and there was a response:

"It seems that you, Sima Annan, have also discovered it."

"Although Weichen does not have the eyes and hands of His Majesty, he is not stupid, and he still has a little observation ability."

After the words fell, Sima Annan shook his sleeves, stretched out his hand to open the curtain beside the carriage, watched the approaching Liantai City, and continued to speak:

"It turns out that the power of heaven and earth has developed to the extreme, and one thing is really needed to undertake the infusion of vast luck."

"That's the inevitable development."

Zhao Yuling's voice lingered in the carriage, carrying an inexplicable majesty, and then the young emperor closed the folder in his hand, raised his head, looked straight ahead, and the emperor's voice continued to sound:

"The life of a person is in the vitality, and the life of the country is in the hearts of the people, and every power that has developed to the extreme needs a lifeline, because the illusory vitality of the world also needs a foothold, otherwise it will be like rootless duckweed, which will be blown away. "

As soon as the emperor's voice came out, Sima Annan's face became solemn, he sat upright, and said:

"This air luck is both tangible and intangible. It is unpredictable, and I don't know what the effect is against the sky. It has caused countless forces and great powers to collapse, life and death."

Speaking of this, Sima Annan raised his hand and gently rubbed his chin, and continued to murmur:

"Perhaps that's the key to so-called detachment."

"What is detachment, I'm afraid no one can tell, and most of the sword cultivators in Baolian Sword Field don't think about detachment, but to survive, but Sima Annan, you might as well think about it, this Baolian Sword Land Where is my life?"

As soon as the young emperor asked this question, Sima Annan, who grew a lot of beard around his mouth, lit up, squinted his eyes, and fell into deep thought. After a while, he shook his head and said:

"Your Majesty, I originally thought it was a certain city within this Baolian Sword Land, but after thinking about it in a blink of an eye, I was wrong. If a certain city bears the fate of this Sword Land, there will definitely be a top power that dominates.

"But it is well known that in the past tens of thousands of years, due to various reasons, this sword land has been divided into four sects, and this Qinglian sword sect has just merged into one sect.

"On the other hand, within the Baolian Sword Land, the four major sword masters have almost the same level of cultivation, and there is no Tongtian sword cultivator who is the leader of the sword like Murong He before our Great Xia.

"At the same time, I haven't heard of any famous sword weapons, so these two can also be excluded."

After finishing speaking, Sima Annan continued to rub his chin, the thoughtful look on his face became more intense, and he murmured again:

"However, as one of the major powers at the core of the Taixuan Central Plains, the Baolian Sword Land must have its fate, but it's just that the humble minister is superficial and hasn't seen it clearly yet."

After Sima Annan's voice fell, the emperor's voice from Zhao Yu sounded immediately:

"In fact, to some extent, those who can really play chess on the world chessboard will do everything possible to hide the fate of their forces, because it can be called a weakness."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Yu stretched out his hand to take the bitter tea handed by Rouge beside him, his expression remained unchanged, and he continued to speak:

"The power of luck, everyone wants to have it, if someone knows the fate of condensing luck, it is undoubtedly equivalent to being caught in the weak spot, so if it is not forced, few forces will show it.

"Baolian Sword Land is not stupid, so naturally it will not reveal its shortcomings, but the fate of this place is not difficult to see, Sima Annan, if you walk around and take a look, you will know."

As soon as Zhao Yu's emperor's voice fell, the speed of the carriage driving on the straight road slowly weakened, and then Liang Po's voice sounded outside the carriage:

"Your Majesty, the four sword masters including Liantai of the Qinglian Sword Sect have set up wine in the pavilion outside the city ahead, and invite you to have a talk."

After Liang Po's deep voice fell, Zhao Yu who was in the carriage stood up, took Rouge's hand beside him, and after patting lightly, the steady emperor's voice came out:

"Appointment."

When the emperor's voice came out, the black dragon Wei Shunzi raised his hand and pulled up the curtain to welcome the most honorable emperor of Daxia out of the carriage. Afterwards, Sima Annan straightened his white robe and followed behind.

At the same time, the sun set above the sky and continued to sink. Then Sima Annan, who was standing on the frame, narrowed his eyes, because an extremely magnificent and shocking picture appeared in front of him.

The crimson brilliant sun just happened to stick closely to the horizon of Baolian Sword Land. The setting sun was even countless times bigger than the nearby Liantai City, not to mention the inconspicuous one outside Liantai City. The sword pavilion.

But what made Sima Annan even more amazed was that a vast avenue like a sword crossed the whole round of the sun in a straight line, and then the setting sun like blood shone down. There was a layer of blood flames on the crossing.

It seems to have really become a sword of heaven and earth surrounded by red lights!

In the next breath, Sima Annan took a deep breath, feeling the surging sword intent rushing towards him, and murmured:

"Your Majesty, I should know where the fate of this Baolian Sword Land is."

Chapter 1817 Covenant

In the evening of today's Baolian Sword Land, the sky is full of sunset clouds, the red is like blood, and it is so red that it makes one's heart palpitate.

And for those monks who came from the outside across the foggy mountains and seas, the core of the Taixuan Central Plains seems to be closer to the nine-day sky, because the brilliant sun is much larger than other places.

Not only that, even the blurred three rounds of light and shadow beside the Nine Heavens God Sun are much clearer.

Long road, sunset, lonely pavilion.

I don't know when, a disciple of Qinglian Sword Sect with a long sword on his back flew over with his sword, lined up neatly along the road, forming an impenetrable formation, wrapped in the billowing sword energy, and surrounded the people with a radius of ten miles. It's leaking.

At the same time, these sword cultivators stared at the sword pavilion in front of them from a distance, with a strong curiosity in their eyes, because this is the No.1 reception with the highest sword ceremony since Qinglian Sword Sect was united.

The red light of the setting sun slanted down in the west, casting long shadows on everything on the earth, imprinting them on the orange-red earth.

Although the setting sun is round and huge, the temperature of the setting sun is not high. The temperature in the core of the Taixuan Central Plains will not be extreme most of the time, and it is extremely perfect for the living of living beings.

Afterwards, while Jianfeng was blowing, a soft voice of inquiry sounded in the ears of the female swordsman Fanxing who was standing not far outside the sword pavilion:

"Senior Sister Fanxing, this distinguished guest was escorted by you all the way, do you know his identity?"

The one who spoke was a young woman of the same age. The white sword robe on her body indicated that she came from the lineage of Binglian.

"The identity of the honored guest is mysterious, I don't know."

After Fanxing's response fell, the ice lotus girl behind her rolled her eyes, continued to probe, and whispered again in Fanxing's ear:

"Senior Sister, according to what the disciples of your Liantai lineage escorted, that distinguished guest is a handsome young master with a handsome appearance. I wonder if it is true?"

As soon as these words came out, Fan Xing's pretty face was slightly taken aback, then he frowned and said:

"Hugh is so rude, but even the suzerain Jianzun has to invite him personally, talking behind his back, that's disrespectful."

"At such a young age, I guess it is also taking up the shadow of the family or sect."

After the girl from Binglian's lineage finished speaking, she stuck out her tongue, took a step back, stretched out her hand to hold the long sword shining with icy light behind her, and continued to murmur:

"Our Baolian Sword Land has been reduced to presenting the highest sword ceremony for a son of a family. This girl really feels bad."

Just as the woman's dissatisfied voice fell, Fan Xing, who was standing upright in front of her, turned around directly, staring at the girl in white in front of her, with sword intent surging in her eyes.

The sharp edge in Fanxing's eyes made the girl in front of her subconsciously take a step back, and said in a panic:

"Sister, what's wrong?"

"A person cannot be judged by his appearance, and sea water cannot be measured. You should understand this truth, junior sister."

A word-by-word voice came from Fanxing's mouth, and then the former's eyes became sharper, his lips opened, and the voice sounded again:

"You should also be aware that my Qinglian Sword Sect has become a thorn in the side of the Holy Court since the day it was united with the sect. The overhaul of the Holy Court a few days ago has fully revealed the serious situation.

"If I wait for the sword cultivator to look down on others like my junior sister, then the land of the Baolian sword is not far from being destroyed!"

The young girl Fanxing's words were extremely serious, and directly made the little girl of Binglian's lineage turn pale, and then Fanxing turned her body back to the front, and the unceremonious voice continued:

"I can only tell you that this group of people came from the north and was personally invited by the Suzerain of the Taiqing Sect to attend the Tianxia Taoist Association, and at this time in Liantai City, the elders of the Taiqing Sect are waiting there.

"The elder has been waiting for several months, you might as well think about it, how can an ordinary child who only relies on the shadow of the family sect make the elder of the Taiqing Sect wait so respectfully?"

As soon as this remark came out, the female disciple of Binglian's lineage turned paler, and hesitated for a long time, unable to say a word.

"What floats on the surface is the scenery, and what sinks in the heart has the answer. This is what the young master told me before. I hope you can encourage each other."

After Fanxing finished the last sentence, she didn't speak anymore, but her eyes, through the scarlet setting sun in front of her, looked at the sword pavilion surrounded by infinite sword energy.

Although the pavilion was not far in front, the girl's eyes could not see what was happening in the pavilion, and naturally she couldn't hear the conversations of the people inside.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the sun also slowly sank under the ups and downs, and then the pupils of the sword cultivators lined up outside the Liantai city lit up at the same time, and they all looked forward.

The countless tornado sword qi shrouded in front of the lonely pavilion immediately began to fluctuate violently, and then turned into a budding lotus flower of sword qi, which slowly bloomed outward.

After the sword lotus bloomed, the scene in the Guting was completely reflected in the eyes of all the surrounding sword cultivators. In the next breath, countless eyes began to intertwine in front of them, and suddenly began to fluctuate violently.

There were two rows of desks in the small sword pavilion, and behind one row of desks sat four straight figures wearing various sword robes.

These four people present are no strangers to sword cultivators. They are the four great sword masters in the entire Baolian Sword Land, and they are also the well-deserved God of Dinghai among the high-level practitioners of the Qinglian Sword Sect.

What shocked all the sword cultivators even more was that among the four people behind the desk, Sword Master Lei Lian, who had suffered serious injuries during the battle in the past few days, was among them.

Sword Master Lei Lian's figure in purple was enough to show that Sword Master Qinglian attached great importance to this meeting, and then everyone began to turn their eyes to the opposite side of the four major sword masters, where there was also a desk.

But there was only one desk, and behind the desk sat a young man wearing an ordinary cotton hat.

He is so young that it even makes people feel that his figure sitting casually is a bit thin, and the two figures standing behind this young man are also not very old.

Then it was such a young and extremely young combination, the faint power emanating from the body faintly overwhelmed the turbulent sword intent emanating from the four sword masters in front.

In the next breath, Zhao Yu, who was sitting upright under the eyes of everyone, raised his lowered eyes, looked at the four sword masters with different expressions on the lotus sword in front of him, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling, and then the faint emperor's voice came out:

"You Baolian Sword Land and Qinglian Sword Sect want to conclude a so-called offensive and defensive alliance with my great Xia, but I have some doubts."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Yu leaned forward, stared straight ahead with extremely majestic eyes, and then the rolling emperor's prestige exploded outward, and the emperor's voice continued to surround the entire sword pavilion:

"Sword cultivator is weak, what can my Great Xia gain from signing the covenant this time?"