The top of the sky.

Although it is on the top of the snow-capped mountain, there is no wind or snow, and there is no strong wind. There is only the mysterious ice that has not melted for many years. According to common sense, under the natural cold wind blowing all year round, the top layer of the top of the top of the sky should be in a sharp knife shape, and the temperature below the freezing point should be so sharp that it is unimaginable.

However, in fact.

At the top, what caught everyone's eyes was a platform made of black ice, a table-sized platform, and in the center of the platform, there was a black iron sword inserted. Next to the iron sword, a middle-aged man wearing a golden robe with a golden dragon soaring over the robe was sitting cross-legged.

Wang Zhixin, the Grand Governor of the Imperial City Department.

"Um?"

Almost the first time everyone was approaching the top of the mountain, Wang Zhixin opened his eyes, and in an instant, there seemed to be a trace of lightning passing through the air.

"...... Compared with the past, Mr. Not only has his strength improved greatly, but he has even produced two equally extraordinary friends. I think that when the tomb of Emperor Shi was the one who escaped alone, right? But Mr. used a pseudonym to fool the governor, but he lost his heroism."

“Hahahahaha.”

Gu Moli was not embarrassed to expose his pseudonym at all. Instead, he laughed: "When it is true, it is also false, how do you know if my real name is Li Zhiji?"

“Oh?”

Wang Zhixin raised his eyebrows: "You really call him Li Zhiji?"

"Don't call."

Wang Zhixin: "..."

This is a very bad thing.

After pondering for a while, Wang Zhixin said again as if nothing had happened: "No matter what, since you are here, sir, don't leave."

"I didn't want to leave at first."

Gu Moli's expression remained unchanged: "What is the sword test conference? When I heard that this so-called sword test conference caused turmoil in the world, I knew that it was definitely a conspiracy of a major force. Then, using the omnipotent conspiracy theory to reason, I realized that it was the court that was secretly arranged by the court."

“Oh?”

Wang Zhixin seemed quite surprised when he heard this: "How do you know?"

"nonsense."

Gu Moli curled his lips: "The overseas magic craftsman's theory is purely nonsense. Everyone is a warrior in the Central Plains. Who doesn't think that overseas martial arts are all native chickens and tiles and dogs, and they are vulnerable? So an overseas iron thug came over and set up a sword test conference at Tianjue Pin. How could anyone please do it?"

"If there is no one in this, secretly making the matter known to everyone, and these masters have to come and find out for the sake of their reputation in the world."

"That's really a ghost."

"Hahahaha!" Wang Zhixin was not angry when he heard this, but instead laughed and shook his head: "It's not bad, it's true, it's just a pity that the people in the martial arts world have many fame and fortune, and the famous sects are even more so. They have no doubts about such a simple truth."

"They even judge others by themselves and directly determined that they were some overseas country bumpkins who came to Zhongyuan to seek fame and fortune, and they didn't even think about the possibility."

"I'm really stupid. My mind is broken when I practice martial arts."

"but....."

Speaking of this, Wang Zhixin changed his mind again, and left Gu Moli behind, turned to look at the direction of Shi Jianke: "You shouldn't be stupid, are you?"

"I didn't seem surprised to see your expression."

"Since that's the case, why are you here?"

The swordsman of Shi did not answer immediately, but crossed Wang Zhixin and looked at the iron sword inserted in the center of the Xuanbing Platform. His eyes were filled with anger again: "...... I was naturally here for Tianjue Ding. The court conspired to plot against Master Xiao Jian, and now I want Tianjue Ding, the swordsman's holy land, to play conspiracy and tricks."

"Don't you feel ashamed?"

".....ah?"

The words of the swordsman of the poem made Wang Zhixin stunned. After a while, he came to his senses: "... Are you here for Xiao Rumo?"

"certainly!"

The true energy of the poet Swordsman burst out. Although he was a casual cultivator, his true energy was extremely pure, no less than a famous sect. With his glorious momentum, you can even see some shadows of Xiao Rumo in the past, and the overflowing sword energy, which even directly activates the protective air shield of Gu Moli and others.

"Hoho."

Wang Zhixin narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Shi Jianke for a few glances, and then nodded: "So that's it. Who are you from Xiao Rumo? His disciple?"

“…It’s useless to say more.”

The swordsman shook his head. Since he guessed that this might be the layout of the court, he naturally knew that the court could not agree to his request. He didn't say anything more than a single sentence, and it would be meaningless to continue talking. So he didn't talk much, but lifted his body and rushed up!

"You can't stand this Tianjue Pin!"

"Go down!"

The sword energy was like a rainbow, and it stabbed directly at Wang Zhixin on the Xuanbing Platform. Faced with this blow, Wang Zhixin did not dodge or avoid it, and still sat cross-legged in the place. When he bowed his sleeves, there was a blazing light in his sleeves, with a sharp sword sound, and he slashed at the figure of Shi Jianke.

clang clang!

The swords and swords intersected, and the swordsman flew back without any accident. The sword energy burst out and fell under the Xuanbing platform for several steps. He almost stepped on the air and fell off the cliff. He was almost stabilizing his body.

"This move is called Qinglong in Xiuli, and it is the first move I have learned since practicing swords."

"Can I take my sword."

"There is hope for enlightenment."

Wang Zhixin slowly stood up, and at some point he had already held a long and shiny knife in his hand. The handle of the knife reached the blade, and a green dragon winded around.

One of the eight great things in the world!

Embroidered spring sword!

"The martial artists in the martial arts world do not want to be enterprising. They practice martial arts only for fame and fortune. There are few purely martial arts people. Therefore, among the masters in the martial arts world, most of them have stopped entering the Tao. There are very few people who have attained enlightenment, and there are even less people who have attained enlightenment. Since today, you have practiced hard for twenty years and you will have hope of attaining enlightenment."

After briefly commenting on the Swordsman of the Poetry, Wang Zhixin looked at Gu Moli and the other two again, frowned: "But... sir, and your two friends, I can't see through it. I can't see any cultivation in my body, but my strength is not as strong as a master, and I'm as unpredictable as a deep pool."

"This is the secret of my lineage."

Gu Moli casually said, then said, "But Governor Wang, what you have set up today is a copy of the imperial tomb at that time, right? He used the so-called sword test conference to attract all the masters and swordsmen in the world here, and then killed them all with his own strength?"

Wang Zhixin did not refute after hearing this: "So what?"

"If that's true."

Gu Moli nodded seriously: "I am so frank, Governor Wang, you are more suitable for martial arts practice. Layout and calculation are not suitable for you."

Wang Zhixin: "..."

"puff."

The judgment of too straightforwardness finally made Hua Qiong behind her unable to help but cover her mouth and smile. The swordsman Shi, who was originally filled with indignation, was injured by Wang Zhixin and had to stand still, holding his breath, could not help but smile. Even Wang Zhixin himself was silent for a moment and shook his head.

"Critic teeth and sharp mouth."

"But what the sir said is right. After all, I am just a martial artist."

"I can't govern the country or lead the army. I can't do anything to build a country and develop a country. I can only practice martial arts and then suppress you, the little people in the world."

Gu Moli also smiled slightly when he heard this: "He is sharp-toned."

Swish!

The previous second, Wang Zhixin and Gu Moli laughed at each other like a heart-to-heart relationship. The next second, Wang Zhixin suddenly took action and the Xiuchun Knife slashed Gu Moli's neck!
Chapter completed!