Looking at the young man standing with his sword, Jiannu took a deep breath, shook his mind, and then said, "At midnight tonight, I will tell you something about that secret realm, and I hope you won't be late."

Hearing this, Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you keeping your mouth shut and you don't know anything about the secret realm?"

Jiannu did not answer his words, but just smiled slightly, turned around and left Fengyuping.

Wei Yuan frowned slightly, but did not chase after him. Since he had already planned to speak, no matter how much it was, it would be absolutely valuable news for him.

After returning to the restaurant, Wei Yuan once again took out the note of Li Xuantu's sword-travel insights. He first read the first three pages again, and then practiced several times in his mind. Combined with the second teaching of Jiannu, he finally let him thoroughly integrate the records of the first three pages.

Immediately afterwards, Wei Yuan turned on the fourth page, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to study.

He stayed on the record on this fourth page for a whole day, unable to understand it. It was not because Wei Yuan's swordsmanship did not rise fast enough, but because from this fourth page, this note finally gradually entered the essence. Even a short sentence may even contain a broad sword art that cannot be missed.

After all, this is Li Xuantu, the strongest man in the eternal realm, who spent countless years of his life, and he could record all the swordsmanship in his thin notes. It can be seen that there are so many nonsense and gossips deleted here, and every sentence left behind is the essence.

What made Wei Yuan a little grateful was that Miss Fu Qiu Nuan had not come to disturb him these days. It must have been a new thing, so she was too lazy to come to Wei Yuan's hot face and cold butt again.

But what he didn't know was whether the eldest lady Nuan was detained or the order issued by her ancestors himself. Only a few people in the entire peach forest knew that this was the ancestor who was looking for purity for Wei Yuan.

In one day, Wei Yuan still did not thoroughly understand the records on the fourth page of the notes. He looked at the sky outside the window. The night was already very dark. It seemed that he would not be able to understand more things today.

Thinking of this, Wei Yuan didn't force it, put away the notes, left the restaurant, and took advantage of the night to head towards the north gate.

Fengyuping, Jiannu was not the only one who was waiting for Wei Yuan. There was a woman standing beside him, a woman who could be said to be the woman who thought about Wei Yuan every day, but this thought was different from the emotions between admirers.

While seeing this woman, Wei Yuan raised his brows slightly, then looked at Jiannu, "Why is this woman here?"

Hearing this, Jiannu rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, while Fu Qiulen, who was standing beside him, had a cluster of eyebrows, "Rareless!"

"You might have come to fight me."

Wei Yuan said as if he suddenly realized, "Yes, I will go to the secret realm tomorrow and stay in it for three months. How lonely you will be during this period."

Hearing this, Fu Qiu's cold face looked even more ugly, "It's simply despicable and shameless. It's hard to believe that you are the Wei Yuan, who is known as the number one in the younger generation!"

As soon as these words were said, Wei Yuan's pupils shrank slightly. Although he did not show any surprise on the surface, his heart was already overturned.

How could Fu Qiu Leng know his true identity?

If she knew, wouldn’t that meant that Taolin’s ancestor had already known it, but if she really knew it, why didn’t she take action?

Thinking of this, Wei Yuan looked at Fu Qiu Leng with a pretentious look, "Wei Yuan?

That core disciple of Tai Sui Palace?"

Jiannu and Fu Qiu Leng didn't say anything, and Wei Yuan immediately chuckled, "Although both of them are surnamed Wei, and although they are both Xiling people, the difference between me and that person is too big. Leng Xiaozhu's vision seems to need to be improved."

Fu Qiu Leng glanced at the sword slave beside him. The latter smiled helplessly, then looked at Wei Yuan and said, "Young Master Wei, stop pretending. When you first met you, your ancestors had already recognized you."

"What!"

Wei Yuan was shocked. Although it was unexpected, it was reasonable. He did not hide it from Fu Qiu Youyou's eyes.

His heart tightened slightly, and Wei Yuan's hand unconsciously placed on the hilt of the Ruzi Niu's sword. The energy in his body flowed, and his eyes were invisible.

"Young Master Wei doesn't need to worry. Taolin won't do anything to you. As for the first chapter of Xuantian Baolu, which I don't know if it really exists, Fuqiu is not interested. Not only that, before you become a photogenic monk in creation, Taolin is your most solid backing. At least if you stay here, you don't have to worry about anyone's covetousness."

Jiannu raised his head and smiled, "This is the original words of the ancestors. Since the ancestors have already said that, what is the worry of Mr. Wei? After all, with the ancestors' realm methods, if you really want to deal with you, you don't need to beat around the bush."

Hearing this, Wei Yuan narrowed his eyes. Although he didn't know why the Taolin Fuqiu clan had such an attitude, the fact was indeed as Jiannu said. It was not too easy for Fuqiu Youyou to move him, and he didn't need to turn around so many twists and turns.

But even so, Wei Yuan did not admit it immediately. He said with a smile, "You two said I am Wei Yuan, what evidence do you have?"

"No evidence is needed, we just need to know."

The sword slave didn't even get into his trap and spoke directly.

Wei Yuan also smiled helplessly, then turned to look at Fu Qiu Leng, "You want to fight, right?"

"Yes, I really want to learn the swordsmanship of the first person in the rumored younger generation. This time, I hope you don't do the same as last time."

Fu Qiu's eyes were filled with excitement, and he held the hilt of the sword at his waist with one hand, ready to move.

Jiannu also said with a smile beside him, "There is no way, I am just a servant of Taolin. I cannot disobey the orders of the little master. Mr. Wei, since your identity is nothing to hide, I can just fulfill my wish."

"It's easy to die with her strength."

Wei Yuan spoke indifferently.

Hearing this, Jiannu was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly, "That's what he said..." Then he turned to look at Fu Qiu Leng and continued, "Little Master Leng, why not..." "If you die, you will be buried. If you have anything to say, don't worry, this is the duel I proposed. Even if I die, Taolin will not pursue you."

As soon as this said, Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows, "This is what you said."

"Yes, I said!"

Fu Qiu's cold eyes were firm and his words were righteous.

"Sword Slave, you must not interfere in this competition, otherwise I will definitely offend you!"

"Yes, Jiannu understands."

Although he agreed with this, Jiannu had his own plans in his heart.

He knew very well that neither Fu Qiu Leng nor Wei Yuan could die. If this battle really reached the point of never ending, even if he violated Leng Xiaozhu's instructions, he would have to stop it. After all, his life would not last long. He didn't care about being punished. He cared about the future of Taolin, and most of the future of Taolin was placed on the two young people standing on Fengyuping.
Chapter completed!