Juntian map

In the lush and dense forests outside the Iron King City, there is a mountain with unknown origin of about ten feet high falling out of thin air, smashing the beautiful forest into a sky pit. Under the sky pit, two first-time men under the Emperor's Alliance Emperor Yutian were buried.

The great sand that was not long after returning to Zhongzhou.

Luo Changfeng, who used the map of mountains and rivers as his soul, looked at Daoshan in front of him and remained silent for a long time without saying anything. It was not until he heard the senior brother's cough that he suddenly came back to his senses.

He put away his knife and turned to support his senior brother.

"Even if your sword is used to improve your cultivation with the power of your own sword, it is beyond the reach of the dust." Huangfu Yi, who was supported by Luo Changfeng, stared at Xuwu and walked carefully.

"It is the power of the soul." Luo Changfeng did not hide it.

He was able to use the power of the soul to exert the last sword, otherwise even if he regained his cultivation, he would not be able to escape the clutches of the two seriously injured spiritual orifice powerhouses.

"The ordinary soul cannot give such bold power. Junior brother, tell me the truth, has the Tiantu integrated with your spiritual consciousness?" Huangfu Yi said.

"Yes, the map of the country and the river is my soul."

“So best!”

In the endless sky, the spring thunder chasing evil spirits rolled down, followed by the sad spring rain falling to the world.

The two brothers entered the Iron King City again.

Huangfu Yi's injury needs to be recuperated.

Luo Changfeng went from south to north to search for several pharmacies and hired many doctors. In the end, he was helpless at his senior brother's eye disease and shook his head and sighed.

After holding an umbrella and sending away another doctor, Luo Changfeng was sad alone.

"This is a Taoist injury, there is no need to worry." The senior brother quietly came behind him and said comfortingly.

The brothers from the Academy Wangqingchuan were silent.

The two stood on the inn attic and looked down at the solemn and quiet royal city in the spring rain, allowing the wind and rain to wet their clothes.

Huangfu Yi leans on the building and listens to the wind and rain.

Luo Changfeng is crazy about looking at the roads in the world.

In this world, there seems to be only peace in front of you for a moment.

...

When the spring rain brought the plum blossoms, there was a grand event in Zhongzhou when the plum blossoms were delivered. This grand event caused countless sword-cultivating people in the world to come in the rain and gather in Zhongzhou.

Cooking wine in green plums and washing flowers and swords is a well-known Zhongzhou proverb.

What this proverb says is a sword washing event.

In the Kunlun Mountains in Zhongzhou during the plum season, the four-year Huanhua Sword Washing Summit will be held.

This is a grand event for practitioners of Xingzimen Sect’s sword.

There is a rumor in the world that there is a Star Fallen Peak among the 72 peaks of Kunlun, and there is a sacred Huanhua Pond at the top of the Star Fallen Peak. There are countless ancient and sharp famous swords hidden in the Huanhua Pond.

These famous swords are naturally owned by Jiange and are the well-deserved sword tombs of Jiange.

As we all know in the world, the magic weapon in the world comes from two places, the Jiang family's magic weapon and the Jiange's sword.

The practitioners attracted by the famous swords that were born in Jiange will not be weaker than those who were born in Jiangjia Furnace.

At the Huanhua Sword Washing Summit over the years, no matter what the eight desolates and four seas, all those who practice swords will gather together to 72 peaks of Kunlun Mountain to cook wine and wash swords with the disciples of Kunlun Jian Pavilion. Jian Pavilion allows the winner to climb to the top of the Xingyue Peak.

And choose an ancient famous sword from Huanhua Pond as a reward.

Therefore, the previous generations of Huahua and Washing Swords will attract countless practitioners to come. Whether or not they practice swordsmanship, they are eager to try.

The Thirteen Royal City of Zhongzhou during the Meishi period was gradually crowded with people.

...

In the plum rain, a black carriage ran on the deserted mountain avenue.

The raindrops fell on the muddy ground, and gradually splashed dirty water. Wherever the carriage passed, the mark of two-wheeled ruts left on the mountain road.

Luo Changfeng was driving a carriage, and his senior brother with his eyes destroyed.

After recuperating in the Iron King City for a while, it was not until Huangfu Yi's injury recovered that Luo Changfeng decided to go on the road and planned to go straight to the imperial capital.

The horse under the whip raised its front hooves and neighed to the sky. Luo Changfeng calmed the frightened horse, and the carriage stopped halfway.

Luo Changfeng's eyes passed through the heavy rain curtain and saw three figures standing in the rain a hundred meters away.

He frowned bitterly.

The senior brother in the carriage tilted his ears.

"Is it you?" Luo Changfeng, who was in the realm of the soul, was very sensitive, both in his spiritual sense and in his five senses. He looked at the three figures that suddenly blocked the road in the distance, and was a little surprised while being alert.

He knew the three people, whether it was the bad old man, the young man with broken arms who seemed to be another lifetime, or the young man with a red-haired sword who had briefly fought.

He is very calm.

He frowned, he just couldn't figure out why Li Luo was with the Stargazer.

"I haven't seen each other for many days, so I'm fine." The old Taoist was naturally a star-watcher who broke the seal of the academy to restore memory and cultivation. He was one of the few saints in the world.

The senior brother in the carriage looked a little gloomy after hearing the sound of the star-gazing guest.

Being targeted by a saint who is in a divine realm is never a happy thing, even if this saint is extremely sloppy.

Before leaving the academy, Wuxiang Daozong once advised Huangfu Yi.

Although Luo Changfeng has the secret of the country, mountains and rivers, he cannot hide it, but he is actually not as bad as he imagined.

In the whole world, there are only the eight hundred sects in Tiandong and the Dayan Empire.

The Eight Hundred Sects in Tiandong were enthroned for more than a year, and the Dayan Empire was also deeply involved in wars with the Qizhou Region and had no time to take care of other things.

Even if the Zhongzhou Emperor Alliance and Kunlun Jiange and other forces had vague guesses about the incident in the academy's peach blossom forest, they would not really alarm the strongest.

One of the reasons is naturally to worry about Bodhi Patriarch.

In addition, there is another crucial factor.

After all, the map of the country, mountains and rivers is just one of the complete map of the Juntian.

The incomplete sky map is not without temptation for the saints. On the contrary, using the sky map to induce each other and using Luo Changfeng as bait, sooner or later, the remaining six heaven maps that have been missing for a long time will emerge in the world again.

In other words, those who have the incomplete sky map will always be implicated by fate and gather together one day.

Only by combining the seven maps of Juntian into one can the saints who lead the divine realm to the Zhoutian. Therefore, for the saints in the world, letting Luo Changfeng grow up seems much more meaningful than the greedy and incomplete picture catalog.

These are all analysis of the Wuxiang Dao Sect.

But there is no rule out that there is an exception.

For example, the down-and-out saint in the heavy rain in front of him.

...

Luo Changfeng is very calm.

Regardless of whether the stargazer appears for the sake of the country and river map, he remains calm as always.

Because the person standing opposite is a saint.

He would not be stupid enough to engage in a divine saint.

"Senior." Luo Changfeng got off the carriage and said at the tribute. His eyes involuntarily moved away from the star-gazing guest, and then fell on Li Luo, who had one-armed arm.

He looked at his long-lost companion.

Huangfu Yi, who was covered in silver hair, also got off the carriage.

He could not see the three figures in the heavy rain, but he could clearly sense that one of the three people was an old acquaintance.

The Liaoyuan Sword, which was once as famous as him, has now become a puppet Liu Shaotian next to the stargazer.