Why do they always want me to change my filial piety?

"But how did he know that the secret of returning to the ruins is related to the Xiao clan?"

She and Lu Ran got this guess from the notes left by Aunt Jing and combined with the news from Huo Yin's mouth.

But what about Ghostface Mask Man?

It is definitely impossible for the other party to have read the notes, so how did they get the news?

You must know that even Yin Yang Fa Tian or other forces only know what happened in Guixu 20 years ago. As for other related news, they probably don't know yet.

Otherwise, Yin Yang Fa Tian would not let Huo Yin investigate the matter of returning to the ruins.

Lu Ran narrowed his eyes: "Perhaps the Grimacing Man has another identity that we don't know about."

Just like him, the superficial identity is Lu Ziqian, a student of Bailu Academy, but his real identity is the heir of the Prince of Zhenbei.

The Grimace Man put on that Grimace Mask, apparently because he didn't want people to notice his identity.

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At the same time, in Yunyi Kingdom, in a luxurious and magnificent pavilion.

I saw a majestic man in Yunyi dragon robe, looked at the person next to him, and asked, "Master, is everything arranged?"

Yunyi Guoshi Feng Buyun took a sip of his tea and said calmly: "Beiman has already agreed to our request. If there is no accident, we will take action in a short time."

"That's good!" The ruler of Yunyi Kingdom laughed loudly, but his expression suddenly turned cold: "The Great Yu Dynasty has been prosperous for hundreds of years, but Yunyi can only be subordinated to it."

"If this plan is successful, Yunyi will be able to replace it and become a glorious and prosperous dynasty in Yuzhou."

Feng Buyun looked at the vast starry sky, and murmured: "Extreme prosperity must decline, and things must reverse when extreme, this is the unchanging rule between heaven and earth."

"Eighteen years ago, after King Zhenbei died in battle, the luck of the Dayu Dynasty began to decline."

The Lord of Yunyi nodded, with his hands behind his back, and also looked at the vast starry sky: "If there is no second Zhenbei King, Dayu will be doomed this time!"

In this plan, he sacrificed his second son, Yunyi, just to wait for this day to come.

As if thinking of something, King Yunyi asked: "By the way, the national teacher once said that when Yunyi and Dayu were discussing Daoism, there was a person who you couldn't see through, did you have the identity to investigate? "

Feng Buyun shook his head: "From Youzhou, he entered the White Deer Academy after coming to the Dayu Dynasty. As for the specific identity, we haven't found any clues."

"National teacher, don't worry about it." Lord Yunyi said with a smile: "The two Buddhist methods that can break through Niankong may be the arrogance cultivated by the hidden world forces. After all, this life is a great world, and many hidden world sects will Born, fight for a chance."

After pondering for a while, Feng Buyun said slowly: "Maybe I'm worrying too much!"

Chapter 250 Five Mr. One Day

In the early morning of the next day, a carriage pulled by two cloud-treading horses slowly drove out of the Zhenbei Palace, and slowly drove towards the suburbs along the official road.

About half an hour later, the carriage stopped in front of a huge cemetery shrouded in mist.

Lu Ran and Xiao Xueqing got out of the carriage.

Looking up, the left and right sides are full of tall and straight pine trees, like a team of soldiers guarding here.

There are countless tombstones in front of him, with names engraved on them, filled with a desolate and sad atmosphere.

Lu Ran learned from Xiao Xueqing that this cemetery was built by the Zhenbei Palace for the Zhenbei King and the 18 Zhenbei Army who died in the Yinyu Plain 30 years ago.

During the construction process, the people in the northern border contributed a lot.

Xiao Xueqing filled the stone table in front of her with tributes, lit the incense, and gave a light salute.

Lu Ran followed suit with a salute, feeling a little heavy.

War is cruel, and once a big war breaks out, people will definitely die.

What's more, the battle 18 years ago was an unprecedented battle. King Zhenbei led 30 Zhenbei Army against 50 Beiman Monster Army. The Yinyu Plain was full of corpses and blood flowed like rivers.

Even with such a disparity in military strength, the Zhenbei Army did not take a step back, and followed the Zhenbei King on the battlefield to kill the enemy in blood.

It wasn't until the end that the evil abyss enveloped the entire Yinyu Plain, and the battle came to a tragic end.

The 50 northern barbarian demon army was wiped out.

The 30 Zhenbei Army was also buried alive in the evil abyss.

And the man behind the scenes that caused all this is Grimace Mask Man.

Thinking of this, a killing intent flashed in Lu Ran's eyes.

As his thoughts flowed, he took a deep breath and said in an extremely heavy tone, "How do the families of these soldiers who died in battle deal with it?"

Xiao Xueqing looked faint, and said slowly: "Except for the pension, the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion sold off most of its properties, and established many schools in various cities in the northern border to take in those lonely and helpless children. "

"I want to go see it!"

After a moment of silence, Lu Ran spoke.

"Okay!" Xiao Xueqing nodded, and after paying homage to him, she got on the carriage again and headed to an area in Jincheng.

The school is located in a corner of Jincheng, not as magnificent as Bailu Academy, but ordinary, but there is the sound of reading aloud.

Through the bamboo window, we can see many immature figures sitting under the bamboo mat, listening to the teacher on the stage.

In addition to studying, there are also practitioners teaching students to practice in some schools.

Xiao Xueqing led Lu Ran through the school dormitories, and said softly: "The years when the school was first established were the most difficult times."

"Because at that time, almost all properties were sold, and there was no extra money to hire Mr.

"Fortunately, at this time, many monks in the northern border, as well as scholars who practice Confucianism and Taoism, came to help."

"After more than ten years of development, the school has gradually improved and gradually improved."

The school is very ordinary, perhaps like a small family, but it is extremely united.

All the students who go out here, after growing up, become the masters of the academy.

Some of them practiced Confucianism and Taoism, some learned martial arts, and some learned the way of alchemy. Perhaps it is because of this that the school's morality is getting better and better.

At this moment, Lu Ran and Xiao Xueqing's footsteps stopped.

Because they came to a school and found that there was no teacher there.

"Why didn't Mr. come here today?"

"Perhaps something has delayed it!"

"Yesterday, Mister also said that he would teach us how to control the sword."

There were voices of childish discussions in the schoolhouse.

Xiao Xueqing frowned slightly, and called a steward from the academy: "Where is the gentleman in this academy?"

The steward replied very respectfully: "I would like to inform the princess that this gentleman is a swordsman. He was injured when he entered a secret realm a few days ago, and he is not going to the academy today."

Xiao Xueqing continued to ask: "Are there no other masters who practice swordsmanship?"

The steward replied: "The rest are teaching in other schools, so we need to wait some time."

"Let me do it!"

At this time, Lu Ran smiled and walked into the school dormitory.

Seeing this scene, the steward just wanted to say something, but found that Xiao Xueqing didn't show any strange expression, so he didn't say anything.

Looking at the childish figures in front of him, he remembered that it was the same when he was studying in his previous life.

A young man looked at the person in front of him with some doubts: "Who are you?"

Facing everyone's eyes, Lu Ran smiled and said, "I am your husband today."

"gentlemen?"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

Because the young man in brocade robe in front of him didn't look much older than them (they).

"What?" Lu Ran naturally knew what they (they) were thinking, and asked, "Am I not like Mr.?"

"It's not like, it's just that you look..."

"It doesn't look much older than you?"

"Ok!"

"Some things are often not just on the surface."

At this time, a pretty girl stood up, looked at Lu Ran, and at the same time, a crisp voice came out: "Sir, can you teach us how to control the sword?"

"Of course!" Lu Ran nodded, then glanced at everyone, and said, "Let's go to the Martial Arts Field!"

Although they got the answer, the girl and the others were still suspicious, but they all followed to the martial arts arena with their wooden swords in their arms.

Xiao Xueqing came to a pavilion, her brows were tender, and her eyes were softly watching the picture in front of her.

In the eyes of everyone, Lu Ran asked, "Has your husband ever taught you how to control a sword?"

The handsome girl tilted her head and thought for a while, then replied: "Master taught me before that as long as you can control your true energy and retract it freely, you can fly with a sword."

Lu Ran asked, "What's your name?"

"Qin Dong'er!"

"You were right in what you said just now. Controlling the true essence is the prerequisite for Yujian."

"However, the key to controlling the sword lies in one's own heart!"

She asked subconsciously: "Then how do you control the sword with your heart?"

Lu Ran looked at her: "Think about it in your mind, what do you want to do after learning how to control the sword?"

Qin Qiaoer thought for a while, then looked at the birds flying in the air, showing a look of great yearning: "I want to be like those birds, flying freely in the air."

"I want to take a look at the scenery of Jincheng, I want to see all the scenery in the north."

Lu Ran showed a smile: "This is your heart."

"When you are on the sword, you use your own heart as the driving force."

"Remember, the direction of the heart is the direction of the sword!"

After the words fell, he stretched out his hand a little, and the wooden sword in Qin Qiaoer's hand trembled, bringing a gust of wind, straight into the sky, and then swooped down again, like a free bird, circled a few times in the martial arts arena, and stopped in front of her.

Chapter 250 Mr. Six Save Me

Qin Qiaoer took a deep breath, raised her head and showed a very serious look: "What should I do?"

Lu Ran on the side said softly: "The surging true essence covers the sword body, try to control it."

Hearing this, Qin Qiaoer nodded, and started to learn according to what he taught.

Seeing this scene, everyone held their breath.

In the eyes of everyone, Qin Qiaoer surged her true energy, and slowly covered the wooden sword. The wooden sword trembled, and then slowly fell to the ground.

hum-

I saw her take a step forward, lightly stepped on the wooden sword, and the wooden sword began to rise slowly as the true energy intertwined and lingered.

But just after rising for a while, it suddenly sank a little bit again, making her grit her teeth, and her little face was full of tension.

"Don't focus on the wooden sword, and don't care about the eyes of people around you."

"Now what you should think about is the freedom to walk freely on the clouds with your sword, and have a glimpse of the scenery of Jincheng."

"Like a bird, it moves lightly and does whatever it wants."

The warm and jade-like voice came, and the picture she yearned for appeared in Qin Qiaoer's mind. The true essence lingered endlessly, and the wooden sword rose again.

She can feel that she has a sense of lightness and freedom, and feels the breath of the wind, and everything around her is no longer important.

Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Qin Qiao'er, who was stepping on the wooden sword, rose slowly and came to the midair of the martial arts field, and she flew slowly like a bird.

"It's flying! It's really flying."

There was a sound of exclamation, and all the boys and girls in the field showed envy and longing.

At this moment, Qin Qiaoer, who was walking with the sword in mid-air, also found this point, her eyes were full of excitement, and the speed of controlling the wooden sword also increased, and she flew higher and higher.

"This is the feeling of freedom for birds, so light!"

Seeing the people below getting smaller and the picture in front of her eyes changing, she suppressed the joy she didn't know, and sped up the speed again, blowing a gust of breeze, and swooped away like a bird when she was at a higher place.