The next morning, Lu Chen pushed open the door and saw Jing Chang standing outside the door in white clothes with a sword.

"I'll take you to the inner gate of Jiange."

Lu Chen looked at it and found that the latter's body was filled with new sharpness, just like a dead tree in spring.

I think it won't take too long to step into the distance.

Lu Chen tidied up the bedding, put the tea set back into the corner, glanced around, and found that there was nothing worth cleaning.

When he came, he was all over and was empty in time and time. Lu Chen felt very satisfied.

It is normal for those who practice Taoism to be free and unrestrained.

He walked to the foot of the mountain and looked at Luoyang Peak where he had lived for two years and suddenly felt a little regretful.

I'm afraid I won't have that leisurely time to bask in the sun on the top of the mountain in the future.

...

After passing through Luoyang Peak and passing through a deserted mountain, you can see the two big words "Sword Pavilion" on the stone wall in the distance.

Jing Chang said, "From here, it is the inner gate of the Sword Pavilion, guarded by the Three Thousand Sword Formation. You cannot fly with the sword, otherwise you will be strangled on the spot."

Along the way, the two did not talk too much, nor did they deliberately mention what happened yesterday.

Lu Chen felt the hazy sword energy in the sky, the same as the original aura on the sea of ​​Beige Sword, and asked casually: "The controller of the Three Thousand Formations is Beige Guluo?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Chang turned his head and looked at him with a look of looking at the ghost.

Lu Chen noticed the meaning of it and shook his head and said, "Just guess just a little."

"This matter is related to my Jiange secret, and it cannot be leaked at will."

Jing Chang hesitated for a while and whispered: "But most core disciples know that the Three Thousand Gods of Shocking Array is indeed related to the Bei Pavilion, because after all, only the Bei Pavilion is located in the outer gate of the four Pavilions, and there is... a sea of ​​swords."

Where does the sword energy come from in the Three Thousand Shocking God Sword Formation?                                                    

Lu Chen nodded slightly, without much surprise, he realized this problem when he was at the top of Beige Mountain.

But Lu Chen didn't care about this.

The most important thing is that he actually felt a familiar smell from the illusory sword energy in the sky.

This discovery surprised him a little.

When the two of them passed the huge stone wall and then walked to the top of another mountain, Lu Chen looked back inadvertently, and some ripples finally emerged in the eyes that had been unshocked from beginning to end.

"Nothing in the world cannot be solved by a sword. If so, add another sword."

A total of twenty-four words.

In this way, it was carved with a sword on the back of the wide stone wall. The sharp sword intent still exudes the cracks between the rocks between the lines.

"This is the words that our Sword Pavilion ancestor carved with the sword "Qiankun" himself, and is still praised by all the sword cultivators in the world."

Jing Chang explained, looking at the boy's face as calm as before, and smiled knowingly.

Almost every new disciple will stop silently and show this expression.

After all, the arrogance and domineering meaning contained in this sentence is too obvious, and the free and easy passion in it is also dazzling.

According to his opinion, no matter how calm Lu Chen is, he is still a young man after all.

But if he could carefully observe Lu Chen's expression at this moment, he would find that there seemed to be something else in the boy's eyes except surprise.

"I seemed to say such things back then, but why did it appear here?"

Lu Chen thought to himself, looking at the stone wall, he remained silent for a long time.

If the sword energy in the Sword Formation above his head surprised him, then this line of words made him confused and even a little strange.

This weirdness gave him a bad guess.

Jing Chang asked, "What's wrong?

Lu Chen looked at the stone wall deeply, shook his head, turned around and left, "It's nothing, let's go."

......

The inner gate of Jiange did not allow the sword to fly, so the two of them could only walk forward, so they walked for a day and a night.

"What is the name of the ancestor who founded Jiange?"

"I don't know, I've never heard from the head and all the elders."

"How many years has Jiange been there yet?"

"It's probably more than three thousand years?"

Lu Chen said more along the way than before, and even asked about some trivial matters in Jiange, but Jing Chang answered everything he knew and said everything.

Finally, on the evening of the next day, Lu Chen said, "I heard that there is a stone room in Jiange that specializes in collecting portraits of the heads of all dynasties. I want to go and take a look."

"Only the head of the sect and the other three pavilions are qualified to set foot in those places. Disciples cannot enter without handwriting."

Jing Chang didn't know why he suddenly became interested in the past of Jiange, but thought it was a good thing, and said, "But next to Jianshan, there is a sculpture of the ancestor in the Hongwu Datai Center used by Jiange during the conferences in previous years. If you are curious, you can go and take a look."

Jianshan is not a mountain, but a gathering of hundreds of thousands of miles of mountains.

There is a cliff called Broken Sword Cliff, and there are countless caves next to Broken Sword Cliff.

There is the place where all the disciples of the inner sect of Jiange practice and live.

Of course, the most important thing is that the sword tomb is behind the Broken Sword Cliff.

It is also where Lu Chen is going now.

late at night.

The two of them could finally see the Broken Sword Cliff within their sight.

"Because it was a bit sudden, I didn't get your residence token, but you can stay in Mengyixiao for a while, and you should have a good relationship."

After saying that, Jing Chang wanted to speak but stopped, and finally said thank you softly.

Lu Chen waved his hand. He knew that Jing Chang had been trying to say these two words for the past two days, but he was not looking forward to it.

When Jing Chang's back gradually disappeared, he raised his steps without hesitation and walked in the other direction.

.....

Hongwu Datai.

A huge square that can be called magnificent.

There are tens of thousands of steps leading to the round arena at the top paved by the hardest spiritual stone bricks in the world.

Lu Chen walked on the bottom step.

The drizzle began to drip on the ground, accompanied by the clear trampling sound of the boy's footsteps, echoing constantly in the empty square.

Lu Chen was still wet by rain and had no response.

Finally, the young man, soaked all over the body, finally saw the human-shaped statue more than two meters tall in the center.

The boy looked up and saw that behind the statue, a sheathless sword was hanging on the sword platform in the center of the Hongwu platform.

The long-silent sword suddenly became windless and trembled slightly.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Lu Chen said something, then turned to look at the statue.

The man in the long gown held his hands on the statue with one hand and his other arm in front of him. He looked up at the distance, looking solemn.

Although the face was very tidy and stiff, Lu Chen still recognized who he was at first sight.

Because in the endless years, this face is almost the most familiar one.

So the boy's indifferent eyes began to become sharp.

Anger, confusion, surprise, exhaustion, thinking, and all kinds of emotions appear one after another, like countless waves surging in the calm sea.

After a moment, the boy closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, all the complex emotions disappeared, and he returned to the calmness and calmness that was extremely inconsistent with his age.

"I have deduced that many people will die and die, but I didn't expect you to be there."

"I should have thought that three thousand years ago, only you could have founded such a huge sect."

"But you didn't like learning swords very much since you were a child. You also said that sword cultivators should travel around the world without restraint. But why did you finally leave the Sword Pavilion? You even deliberately used the original breath to carve what I said back then on the stone wall."

"Are you trying to tell me something?"

Lu Chen put his hands behind him, looked up at the statue, and murmured softly.

There was another thunder, and heavy rain poured into the ground like a waterfall.
Chapter completed!