The moment he finished speaking, a loud sword sounded soaring into the sky, spreading from Ganziyuan, Imperial College, and heading towards this vast capital.

Zuo Ci, who was sitting cross-legged on the top of Ganziyuan Mountain, suddenly opened his eyes, looking incredible.

In the Tisi Mansion, Wei Yuan, who was being pulled by Wei Zhengfeng and Tu Manyue, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard the sound of the sword, walked out of the house and looked up.

In the entire capital, whether it was pedestrians, merchants, civilians, officials, nobles, and royal relatives, they could not help but look at the Imperial College where the sword sounded.

Many of them didn't know what this sword sound meant, but a few people also heard the swordsmanship that was sarcastic and proud of the world.

At the same time, in Yuntai Temple, far away on the Lotus Peak of Daoyuan Mountain, the mountain master Meng Daoran stood on the large plaza outside the temple with a tail of floating dust in his hand. A copper coin that had calculated the world's affairs suddenly cracked a slight gap.

Meng Daoran was slightly shocked and quickly raised his hand and counted. His face was first surprised, then he was delighted, and finally turned into a smile, "Forget it for so long, I don't know when and where you reincarnate. I thought I would become an immortal demon outside the mortal world, but I didn't expect that you could still not let go of this world, which has been a long time..." As he said that, Meng Daoran actually turned around and bowed slightly towards the Kyoto of Haoguo, humbly and respectfully.

In the Tisi Manfu, Tu Manyue also walked out of the door and stood beside Wei Yuan and looked in the direction of the Imperial College with him. She smiled and said, "If Wugui's upper realm can have such a shocking sword intent, his future achievements may be great."

Wei Yuan's mouth curled up slightly, "Mom, maybe you don't know yet. This person started to go into seclusion four years ago, and he was only in the first state of dying the dust."

"What!"

Tu Manyue was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "It is not too great to be able to climb from the first realm of Duanchen to the upper realm of Wugui in four years, but if compared with my son, I'm afraid it's still a bit lacking."

"Mom, this man's sword intent is extraordinary, I want to go and see it."

Wei Yuan suddenly spoke.

Hearing this, Tu Manyue glanced at Wei Yuan with her eyes and said angrily, "I think you are tired of trying on clothes, so I want to find an excuse to leave."

Wei Yuan's mouth twitched. Although this was indeed part of the reason, the sword sound just now really aroused Wei Yuan's interest. He turned his head and smiled bitterly and begged for mercy.

But before he could beg for mercy, Tu Manyue sighed helplessly, and then said in a doting way, "Go, go, it's not a big deal to keep you at home all day."

"Thank you for your great kindness!"

After saying this, Wei Yuan rushed out of the gate of Tisi Mansion with a flashing figure.

Finally came out of this deep courtyard. In the past few days, he was forced by his parents to carry out all the matters before the wedding. Although he was already engaged, the etiquette he deserved had to go through the motions. Na Cai, asked for names, Na Ji, Na Zheng, and invited him to have a date, and all these six rituals are indispensable.

Wei Yuan, who finally came out and breathed, was in a good mood. He bought two strings of candied haws on the street, and walked towards the Imperial College with the little cow on his waist.

At this time, the Imperial College had already been in trouble. All the disciples of Ganziyuan surrounded the cave on the hillside, but they did not dare to get too close. After all, the sword sounded just now, and I believe that this sword genius who had been in seclusion for four years must have soared.

Zuo Cili stood in front of the crowd, watching the dark hole opening that was broken and exposed after the sword sound.

The people around were all so proud that they didn't dare to breathe. They were breathing and looking forward to it, wanting to see what the strange man who had been in seclusion for the past four years looked like.

It was quiet outside the cave, and it was faintly heard, and a sound of footsteps could be heard from the cave, from deep to shallow, from far to near.

Zuo Ci couldn't help swallowing and held the hilt of the long sword at his waist tightly with one hand. Perhaps because of nervousness or excitement, sweat began to seep from his forehead.

A few months ago, he fought with Wei Yuan and broke through the bottleneck and entered the upper realm of Duanchen. Not only that, Wei Yuan's swordsmanship gave him a lot of inspiration. After Quan Rong and his party came back, he sat on the mountain to observe the sea of ​​clouds and realized the sword. His realm was a thousand miles a day, and now he has reached the peak of half a step in the upper realm of Duanchen. He is only a little short of reaching the peak of Duanchen.

Now, the second in the Heavenly List with awesome sword intent as soon as he left the pass, has become his best opportunity to break the realm. The moment he came out of the pass, the sword intent was the most full, so how could he miss this opportunity?

"After waiting for you for four years, you finally came out of seclusion, Gu Ping'an!"

Zuo Ci spoke loudly, and the sound came into the cave and echoed several times.

The footsteps continued, Gu Ping'an in the cave seemed to smile, and he replied, "Why wait for me? You go find your own sword, but no one stops you."

"Stop talking nonsense, I need to fight with you to help me break through the peak of the realm and break the dust. How dare I respond?"

Zuo Ci slowly pulled out half an inch of sword blade with his hand holding the hilt at his waist.

"What's the point!"

After the words came out, a young man in a white shirt with a yellowed and worn-out shirt that had been over four years and had a shiny face, but could see that he was radiant.

The man walked out of the cave, his breath swayed, and the dust on his clothes dissipated. Then he pulled out an iron sword of the same texture. Instead of fighting with Zuo Ci, he began to shaved his beard! Everyone was sighing, but Zuo Ci didn't care about anything. In his opinion, after four years of seclusion, the first battle after leaving the seclusion naturally had to be decent.

After a moment, Gu Ping'an completely cleaned himself up, and looked like the old Chen atmosphere decorated with beard. He was completely renewed and full of energy. He was so majestic.

He turned to look at Zuo Ci and smiled, "I'm in the upper realm of Wugui, do you still want to fight?"

"What!"

All the onlookers took a breath of cold air. Wugui's upper realm was only one level away from being able to reach the transcendent realm of enlightenment. Didn't Gu Ping'an return to the first realm of dying dust four years ago?

Zuo Ci was also shocked. He was not as transcendent as Tu Manyue. He could not see through Gu Ping'an's realm strength with just a sound of sword.

But even so, Zuo Ci's mind was only swaying for a moment, and then his eyes became firmer again, "It's so great. If you can't fight you for life and death, you'll probably leave a regret!"

As he said that, Zuo Ci pulled out the long sword from his waist, "Gu Ping'an, draw the sword!"

Hearing this, Gu Ping'an was not artificial and did not say anything arrogant, "You are not worthy of me drawing the sword." He shook a sword flower in his hand, and then took a step forward.
Chapter completed!