Taixue Palace.

South courtyard.

The music of the piano echoed, and the sword light flashed across the sky.

Yue Ru teaches the piano, and Bai Wangyu teaches the sword.

In front, Wan Rongrong opened a path with his harp and sword.

Confucianism teaches students according to their aptitude and never wants to bury any talent.

"Haoran Chapter, the world of mortals is rolling."

The strings of the piano were plucked, and the Taisu sword passed through the air with a dazzling light.

Bai Wangyu swung his sword, it was too easy to shake Taisu, and the sonorous sound could not be heard without stopping.

The battle between master and apprentice is stunning and gorgeous.

"bite!"

After seven moves, Wan Rongrong moved the strings with five fingers. The sound of the piano was rapid, and Taisu's offensive was also getting faster and faster.

"Bang!"

The two swords met again, and the great righteousness surged. The Taisu sword flew down and was stuck on the ground.

The sound of the piano stopped, and the true energy in Wan Rong Rong's body gradually dissipated.

"good."

Bai Wangyu sheathed his sword and looked at Le Ru with a look of satisfaction on his face.

This little girl's talent is truly amazing.

"That kid finally did something humane."

Le Ru said with emotion, "Given time, this girl's achievements will not be inferior to yours."

"The blue is better than the blue."

Bai Wangyu smiled and said, "This is the eternal truth. Rong Rong will surpass me."

"Master, is the decisive battle between Brother Li and the Suzaku Saint about to begin?" Wan Rongrong asked with concern on his face.

"Three days later."

Bai Wangyu nodded and replied.

"Three days."

Wan Rongrong murmured softly and looked towards Nanling with a worried look on his face.

Brother Li, you must win!

"There is news from Nanling that the boy still failed to enter the Fourth Realm."

Speaking of the boy from the Li family, Le Ru stroked his long black hair and said, "This battle is not going to be easy."

If he were to change his opponent, he believed that the boy from the Li family would have a good chance of winning even if he had not entered the Fourth Realm. However, his opponent was Huo Lin'er, which was really difficult for him.

"I believe that Brother Li will definitely win."

Bai Wangyu said calmly, "Because, he will win this battle at all costs."

This battle is not a simple sparring, but a life-and-death battle.

How can you fail if you risk everything?

Western Region.

After Zhang Sulu escaped from the encirclement of the temple army, he quickly headed eastward.

There are still three days to go.

There are only three days left before the decisive battle between that boy and Huo Lin'er.

Maybe it's still too late.

"Sword crazy."

Unexpectedly.

Just then.

Between heaven and earth, there was great light, and dazzling light fell from the sky. In the light, a scholar in robes appeared, looked at the old man below, and said with a smile, "I finally found you."

"Fu Ching Lun."

Zhang Suluo looked at the scholar in the sky, his expression darkened, he came so quickly.

"Two years ago, I guessed that you were not dead. In the past two years, I have been waiting for you to show up and continue the unfinished battle two years ago."

As he spoke, Fu Jinglun's figure slowly fell down, blocking the front, and said calmly, "Come on."

"Fu Jinglun, your destiny is not as good as it used to be."

Zhang Slutty glanced at the Great Light Divine Sword in the former's hand and mocked, "This sword no longer has the astonishing power it once had."

"Maybe."

Fu Jinglun smiled lightly and said, "The new son of destiny is gradually growing up, and it is expected that my destiny will be affected, but it is not important anymore."

Having said this, Fu Jinglun looked at the empty sleeve of the old man's right arm with a look of regret on his face and said, "It's just that you are a swordsman. You have lost your right arm and been seriously injured. How much strength do you still have?"

"Enough to keep you here forever."

Zhang Slutty said something in a cold voice, and his sword intent reappeared, and the sword light was extremely bright and dazzling.

A moment later.

Zhang Xiu's body moved, and the sky was filled with wild sand. The sand and dust turned into swords, criss-crossing, and rushed towards the scholar.

"Is this the power above the five realms?"

Fu Jinglun felt the pressure of the sword surrounding him, and without retreating at all, he swung down the great bright sword in his hand.

"boom!"

The two terrifying forces collided with each other, and the heaven and earth suddenly shook. The terrifying aftermath spread rapidly, and the power of destruction swallowed up everything around it.

A pool of blood splattered, staining the red dust and sand.

After a few breaths, the wild sand in the sky gradually dispersed, and a figure in a robe walked out, looking at the empty scene around him, his eyes narrowed.

Escaped quickly enough.

However, where the light is shrouded, nothing can escape his eyes.

Fu Jinglun took one step forward, transformed into a stream of light and quickly chased after him.

In the distance, on the eastbound road, little bits of blood fell among the grass and trees. It was so dazzling, but there was no sign of anyone.

Nanling.

Suzaku Sect.

A small red bird flew from east to west, from south to north, not knowing what it was doing.

Almost all the disciples of the Suzaku Sect now know the little Suzaku. If they happen to meet him, they will even give him some food.

The little Zhuniao, on the other hand, will not refuse anyone who comes, and will eat nothing if it doesn't.

In the middle of the Suzaku Sect, the Riyue Lake gradually returned to its original appearance after several days of renovation. Both the grass and the trees were transplanted from other places by the disciples of the Suzaku Sect with great efforts.

This has also led to the Suzaku Sect's financial deficit this year.

However, no one dares to be dissatisfied with this hobby of the old sect leader.

On the shore of the lake, Old Suzaku continued to fish leisurely without being affected by anything else.

As usual, the fish took the bait for a long time.

"Chirp."

On the lake, a small red bird passed by, flapping its plump little wings and flying forward with difficulty.

The old Suzaku glanced at the little Suzaku flying by, smiled and said, "I'm getting fat again."

"Chirp."

Xiao Zhuniao responded, meaning, you are the only one who is fat, and your whole family is fat.

It's a pity that the old master Suzaku didn't understand.

There are not many people in this world who can understand the songs of birds.

After all, not everyone is as bored as Li Ziye, who stayed in the mountains and forests for more than half a month in order to learn the songs of birds.

"If that kid fails and loses his destiny, you can stay in the Suzaku Sect."

The old Suzaku looked at the little Suzaku and started poaching shamelessly.

"Chirp."
To be continued...