The Path Toward Heaven

The pen can be used to write and write great articles.

Can be used for painting, drawing great mountains and rivers,

Can also be used to write characters.

Yimaozhai is best known for calligraphy.

The book method is a symbol.

If it were n’t for the scholars ’blessings, how could the Jing Dynasty dynasty guards fight against the tide-like snow country monster in the north?

Good people written in calligraphy do not mean that they are all good people.

Just like there is an old scholar in Yi Mao Zhai in Bu Lao Lin.

His state is a bit high, and his origins are a bit mysterious.

When the old scholar came to Bu Lao Lin, he used the pen most.

But now he rarely kills with a pen, just records the case analysis in Yuntai, and also attracts several new people he likes.

Liu Shisui was taken into Braulin by him.

But what he didn't know is that staying in Yuntai these years is also recommended by old scholars.

In recent years, the old scholar's pen has finally been idle.

Or it is for this reason that he actually took care of business.

"It is already so, why kill another one."

The old scholar looked at Xi Wang Sun and said.

West King Sun said: "If it used to be, I might give you this face, sir, anyway, I also like this kid very much, but now I can't.

The old scholar asked: "Why?"

"Because if it were before, it would be difficult for me to kill you, and it would take some time. It might expose my whereabouts, but not now."

While speaking, the right hand of King Wang Xi slipped on the sword of the first son, and blood ran out from the gap between the palm and the sword body.

The blood-stained first child sword, the breath is still cold, and a little bit more breath, exuding terrifying coercion.

Looking at this scene, the old scholar said with emotion: "This is the first son sword? It turns out that you are really descendants of the South China Sea."

The West King Sun didn't speak, and directly produced the sword.

A cold and cold sword spirit left the first son's sword body and turned into a real arc, chopping towards the old scholar across the air.

The wrinkles on the old scholar's face were blown deeper by the wind, and he looked extremely sad.

A black writing brush exuding treasure light flew out of his sleeve, flying at an unimaginable speed, and wrote a word in the air in an instant.

Liu Shisui and Xiao He didn't know what magic weapon this black pen was, and they couldn't see clearly what it was.

West King Sun naturally knows that this pen is the Guancheng pen among the four treasures of Yizhai town.

In the past, his respect or tolerance for old scholars was largely derived from this.

Of course, he also saw clearly that it was a Jiang character.

The iron chain runs across the river.

Jianghai sends the rest of the river.

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Guan Chengbi is full of treasure light, and the Jiang character written in it is also full of light in the air, like a real iron chain, which can stop all attacks in the world.

The sword light fell on that word, did not make any sound, and failed to cut through the other party, gradually sinking between the strokes, and it was about to disappear.

West King Sun took a step forward.

The bead curtain moved slightly, bringing out a clear voice, and the yellow robe fluttered in the wind.

This step is the King's Landing.

A crackling sound.

The Jiang character in the air suddenly shattered.

Jianguang came out of the air and landed in front of the old scholar.

The old scholar retreated several steps, his face pale.

There was another crackling sound.

The Guancheng pen fell on the ground, and Baoguang was dim.

This does not mean that Yi Mao Zhai's treasure of Zhen Zhai is not as good as that of the first son of Nanhai.

It's just that the realm of old scholars is still some distance away from West King Sun.

If it were not the Guanchengbi protector, he should have been seriously injured at this time.

West King Sun took another step forward, and his momentum was even stronger.

The old scholar did not mean to give in. He looked at him quietly, with a sense of relief and relief in his eyes.

Suddenly, the Western King Sun's expression changed slightly, and turned to look eastward to the horizon.

Not knowing what he sensed, he turned around without hesitation, and instantly turned into a sword light, disappearing into the sky.

The change was steep, he still didn't want to let Liu Shisui pass, flicking his sleeves before leaving, a sword intended to go to Liu Shisui's chest.

Liu Shisui was extremely injured and could not avoid this sword.

Xiao He pounced on him.

The next moment, she woke up and couldn't help but regret.

I do n’t know if the bracelet has affected her mind too much in recent years, or whether she always thought about it in these years. It has become a kind of obsession to let Liu Shisui leave alive. .

Why are you so stupid?Then I should be dead myself, is this a stupid death?

Xiao He laughed at these things, but found that death did not come, and did not even feel pain.

She sat up and found that she was not injured. She couldn't help but feel a little dazed, and then noticed that Liu Shisui's face was very pale, looking directly behind her.

Xiao He looked down his eyes and found the old scholar standing in front of them.

The old scholar looked calm, as if nothing had been done, and a fan appeared in his hand.

Liu Shisui has seen this fan.

In the small village of the year, the old scholar gave a light blow and wiped out the dust of the ghost of a master Xuanyin Sect.

But just now he saw clearly that the old scholar had only time to take out the fan, but did nothing.

"Are you all right?"

He asked with a trembling voice.

"It's okay."

Said the old scholar.

The voice fell, and there was a snapping sound between the cliffs.

The old scholar was still wearing the blue gown washed to whitish.

Suddenly a slit opened on the front of the gown.

Blood spewed out.

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Chaoge City is still raining, it's very annoying.

The black eaves of Taichang Temple were brightened by the rain.

People under the eaves are upset.

Whether they are officials in Taichang Temple or Qingtian Division, they are too busy today. Chaoge City is catching people everywhere and dying everywhere.

And they knew they could not rest tomorrow. In the next few days, more people would be sent to Chaoge City and sent to Zhenmo Prison, waiting for their interrogation.

Of course, most of them should be corpses.

Not only the killing, but also the assassin of Lao Lin's level of suicide is quite high.

The most difficult thing to annihilate Bu Lao Lin is to find their criminals hidden in the court and the sect of righteousness.

The problem is that those assassins will commit suicide on the spot after the defeat, and no clues can be found at all.

"An extremely difficult thing has always been forgotten by everyone, because no one dares to expect such an opportunity before today."

Lu Guogong looked at Jinming City and said, "That's what grabbed the leader behind Bulao Lin."

West King Sun is very mysterious.

According to legend, he is a brother of the Xihai sword god and has great power in the Xihai sword faction, but few people have seen his true face except for the winners at the annual four-sea banquet.

Even if they are the winners of the Four Seas Banquet, who knows whether the West King Sun they saw is true or not?

If such a character disappears into the sea, it is difficult to find him again.

"He should be breaking the sea, maybe even higher. There are not many people who can win him in the face of the continent, and it is possible for him to run away if more people go."

Jin Mingcheng said: "So the point is to determine his position. Of course, at the beginning, your majesty just wanted to bury a little pen, and didn't have much hope."

Only then did Lu Guogong know that the court had already arranged, and sighed: "No wonder the picture of the mountains and mountains in the palace a few years ago suddenly disappeared."