Xue Nan recalled, "The current elder of Pingyao Pavilion's Ancestral Master Hall - Pingbai Sword Immortal."

"Sword Immortal?" Xu Changsheng immediately grasped the key point.

"Yes, originally when I came to this Lu Weng Pavilion, Ping Bai Sword Immortal was just an ordinary swordsman in the Nascent Realm who relied on the shadow of his family. But since he broke his love in this Lu Weng Pavilion, breaking the realm is like drinking water. In just a hundred years,

He broke through to the realm of divine mastery and became a genius swordsman in our Yunxin continent." Xue Nan also said with a little envy.

Xu Changsheng took Fu Lu, but finally gave up the idea of ​​drinking and asked: "Old Xue, how do you know so clearly."

Xue Nan slowly closed a book, "Lv Wengting's Centenary Chronicles", and said without blushing, "Because I am knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and I am rich in knowledge."

The young man opposite nodded, and it seemed that he had met a scholar like himself.

Scholars are good. Talking to scholars can save you a lot of unnecessary conversations. Just like now, Xu Changsheng said casually: "Look at that formation master."

There was no need to explain at all, and the reminder at the right time made Xue Nan a feast for the eyes.

The man on Wuzhou Lake had unknowingly stepped on the ninth floating board.

But as soon as I stepped on it.

Then he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

A bolt of lightning struck, knocking it into the lake.

Everyone watching the show was startled and stared at the man who fell into the water.

Xue Nan was also extremely surprised.
Chapter completed!