In the capital of Jiangguo, there is a stone cave in Ligong Jianyuan. Li Mengzhou sat cross-legged with his head hanging slightly.

Although His Majesty the Emperor agreed to let Li Mengzhou enter the Qianhai Realm to comprehend, he only let his will escape into the Qianhai Realm. This can avoid the danger of being in the incense stick of time if there is an accident.

Xue Wangyou could naturally think of this, but he didn't have much confidence to get the permission of His Majesty the Emperor, so he never mentioned it to Li Mengzhou.

But if His Majesty the Emperor took the initiative to speak, Xue Wangyou would certainly not refuse. After all, doing so would have more benefits for Li Mengzhou.

Moreover, with the limit of one stick of incense, it is very troublesome to go back and forth. Now that the will is just entering the Thousand Sea Realm, you only need to try your best to understand it, and you don’t have to worry about being trapped inside.

This does not mean that the danger of entering the Qianhai Realm will no longer exist. This method only gives Li Mengzhou more time and the danger will not be reduced in the slightest.

The opening of the Qianhai Realm itself is to give those geniuses who have entered the Four Realms to enlighten and gain opportunities. Not to mention Li Mengzhou, a small transparent person who has not even entered the distance, even if a practitioner who has reached the peak of the artistic conception completely escapes to the Qianhai Realm, he will be in the end of ten deaths and no life.

The fortune of heaven and earth is of course very important to practitioners, but under the endless aura, terrible spiritual objects will be born in the Thousand Sea Realm. If you do not enter the Four Realms, you will die if you encounter them.

Although Li Mengzhou was just staying outside the Qianhai Realm Gate and did not open the door, it was difficult to ensure that the spiritual objects would squeeze out from it when they were exposed to the fortune of heaven and earth. Therefore, although Li Mengzhou did not face the situation of ten deaths without life, he could be regarded as a life of nine deaths.

If you are very lucky, this situation of life-threatening will become a real life-threatening death without death.

So Xue Wangyou was paying attention all the time. He didn't want to see the opportunity he finally got, but in the end he killed Li Mengzhou.

Li Mengzhou's will has been in the Qianhai Realm for many days, and his brows have been deeply frowning.

Countless invisible spiritual energy of heaven and earth flew beside him, penetrated into his pure white robe, fell on his skin, poured into his bones, and then filled his limbs and bones, and many acupoints.

This is something that happens when anyone sits in meditation and visualizes. Even if he is not a practitioner, the ubiquitous spiritual energy of heaven and earth always floats around his body. The only difference is that ordinary people cannot see or absorb it.

The fortune of heaven and earth is even more illusory. Even practitioners cannot see it, but they can feel it.

Li Mengzhou has visualized countless times. He has only entered the visualization stage by himself after entering the Li Palace. He is already quite familiar with it, but it seems a little different tonight.

Many days have not seen any results. Although he sensed the fortune of heaven and earth, he was still at a loss. His state of patience had already experienced a slight turbulence.

He knew very well that this was a very bad thing. Thinking about what the third senior sister said, he tried hard to calm his mood, waited patiently for the opportunity to appear, and then grasped it firmly.

But sometimes many things cannot be done by thinking about them, and his patience is gradually decreasing.

The gate leading to Qianhai Realm was inexplicably flashing with tiny stars, emitting a luster of luster. A wisp of air penetrated through the gaps of the door and slowly rushed towards Li Mengzhou.

However, Li Mengzhou, whose will gradually become chaotic, could not see this picture, nor did he know what changes were happening to him.

The moment his state of mind was about to collapse, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that filled his body seemed to have lost control and began to pour into Li Mengzhou's body wildly, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that was circulating in his body also began to surge towards the outside world.

"Click!"

The sound of something breaking sounded, echoing in the cave for a long time.

......

The sun was bright in the sky, and it was finally a warm noon in the cold winter. Xue Wangyou sat on a bamboo chair, lazily basking his long-lost sun. Although it was not comparable to summer or even spring, it was also a very pleasant thing. He closed his eyes, slapped his legs with one hand, and held the wine pot in the other hand. With a tsk, he felt even more beautiful.

Not far away was Jiang Zihua. He also knew what Li Mengzhou was doing these days, and he knew even more that he could not help the other party. But he believed that Li Mengzhou could feel his worries. With this idea, he felt at ease. He took a look at Xue Wangyou and went down the mountain happily. The destination was the gentle hometown by Yueming Lake.

Although most of the business in Wenrou Village is at night, it is not impossible to welcome guests during the day. After all, people who simply eat wine and chat will choose to live in Wenrou Village.

Therefore, Wenrou Township not only does the brothel business, but also the restaurant business, but for whatever reason, Taiqinglou has never used this to find fault.

In the Tongming Lane of the capital, Jiang Tingyu held his hands on his back and said silently.

Looking at the sun in the sky, he seemed to feel something. He pushed open the yard door and watched the children in other families playing around in the alley, or some little babies sitting on the ground, crying, and even some children standing next to him in a daze.

Innocence.

......

After a few days, things seemed to be normal. The students of the Sword Academy attended class at Mao time and had lunch at noon. After that, they either went down the mountain or went to the library to continue to study by themselves. The only difference was that one student was missing in the new school.

Many people don’t care about this kind of thing. Skipping classes or taking time off occasionally is an ordinary thing, but only a few people find it seems to be something unusual.

Because the person who hadn't come to class for several days was named Li Mengzhou.

Shen Jiyue asked about the teaching staff, but the teacher did not give an accurate answer. Therefore, no one in the outer courtyard knew Li Mengzhou's whereabouts except Jiang Zihua, who had never attended classes.

It is worth mentioning that during this period, Shen Jiyue and He Zhengrong entered the far-distance upper realm one after another. On the contrary, Zhou Luo, who was originally on the same level as them, seemed to be silent.

With the help of Zhou Luo, Xin Ming successfully entered the realm of travel.

The disciples of Jianjiayuan are not doing nothing in Ligong Sword Academy. They want to prepare to attend the Panlong Banquet, so they also study with the disciples of the Sword Academy. However, disciples like Nan Sheng, who have higher cultivation, are all practicing in higher classes, while Lu Jiuge is studying in the inner courtyard.

Although Jianjiayuan and Ligong Sword Academy have a good relationship and Lu Jiuge can also enter the inner courtyard to practice knowledge, he cannot access the true magical methods of the Sword Academy, and naturally he will not receive Xue Wangyou's personal guidance.

After morning class, Lu Jiuge came to the courtyard of his third senior sister to practice calligraphy.

The third senior sister grinded the grinding and looked through a book called "Wu Zhang Jing". The sound of the paper turning was very pleasant.

Lu Jiuge sat opposite him, giving people a very gentle and well-behaved feeling.

She looked at the book and said with a chuckle: "I have always heard that Mr. San loves calligraphy. While spending a lot of time writing, he still entered the realm of no prescription in a very short time. If Mr. San is dedicated to practicing, Jiang Guo would not have the titles of Chen Qiubai, Bei Zangfeng and Guimen. "

"Wu Zhang Jing" cannot be compared with "Wu Zhang Ci Yu" in the Outer Court Library. The former is the practice scriptures that truly belong to the Jian Yuan Library. It records all the mystery about the realm of Wu Zhang in detail.

The third senior sister stopped the grinding work and said calmly: "Writing does not conflict with practicing. Even writing is a kind of practice. I am not as good as my senior brother, and naturally I am not as good as Bei Zangfeng and Shen Qiubai."

Lu Jiuge said: "Maybe the fact is true, but Mr. San is a talented man who has seen through the world and is in some ways that many men cannot compare with. Speaking of which, when he was in Jianjiayuan, his master mentioned Mr. San many times that he wanted me to learn from Mr. San. This time, when I came to the capital, in addition to visiting the palace and preparing to attend the Panlong Banquet, he specifically asked to teach Mr. San."

The third senior sister smiled and said, "How is the Lord of Haitang Mountain recently?"

Lu Jiuge nodded and smiled bitterly: "Master, everything is fine, because the Panlong Banquet is very important to the younger generation of Jiang Kingdom. Originally, Master should have come together, but this seems to be a little difficult."

The third senior sister nodded and said, "It seems that the Lord of Haitang still cannot let go of it. I have heard of the Lord of the Mountain and that noble man. As juniors, we cannot interfere in this matter. We just hope that they can let go of their past grudges in the future."

Lu Jiuge said: "Master rarely mentions that noble person. If you want to shake hands and make peace, it will be a long time."

The third senior sister was silent for a while and said, "Today I will teach you to write new words."

She got up and walked towards the bookcase, pulled out a copybook from the cracks of a book, and slowly placed it in front of Lu Jiuge.

"I have been painting this book recently, but I have never been able to understand the essence."

When Lu Jiuge heard the third senior sister's words, he was very curious. He picked up the book and said, "What kind of copybook is it that will stump Mr. San?"

Seeing the three big words "Impossible" written on it, Lu Jiuge was even more surprised and said, "This word is indeed a good word, but what does it mean?"

Senior Sister Third said, "It's meaningless."

Lu Jiuge was stunned for a moment and smiled and said, "This is very interesting."

The third senior sister glanced at her and said, "I think so."

Lu Jiuge carefully watched the calligraphy and said, "I have never seen such a word before. Since Mr. San wants to describe it, it means that it should not be written by Mr. San."

The third senior sister nodded and said, "It's not written by me, but by a junior brother from an outer courtyard."

Lu Jiuge said in surprise: "There are such calligraphy masters in the Sword Court? I think no one can beat Mr. Three in calligraphy. Strictly speaking, this word has not reached the level of Mr. Three, but it is not much inferior. I wonder who wrote it?"
Chapter completed!