My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

Domineering and unparalleled!

At the foot of Changling Mountain, the younger generations of the Xia family stared at the Chu Tiannan with the blood-dripping Pure Jun sword hanging from his shoulder, their complexions all turned pale.

The body of that handsome man who fell in a pool of blood, with only one breath left, was almost torn apart by the domineering sword energy.

He howled in pain, and bead-sized beads of sweat kept coming out of his forehead.

Chu Tiannan... are you crazy?!

I am a descendant of the Xia family, I am the royal family of the Great Xia. If you dare to hurt me... you will not be afraid to walk out of Changling, and you will be punished for a serious crime and detained in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice!

The rain washed away the crooked pool of blood, making this descendant of the Great Xia Dynasty look extremely hideous.

One move... He is also a fourth-rank cultivation base, but in front of Chu Tiannan, he was suppressed by one move.

There is no strength to fight back.

This made him feel a burning pain in the face.

Feeling like a lagging dog.

Luo Hong, who was wearing Chu Tiannan's evil shadow, turned around and glanced at the handsome man, a little surprised and a little speechless.

It's no wonder that in this generation, none of the descendants of the Xia family are on the yellow list.

As far as the brains of the younger generations of the Daxia royal family are concerned, it is an insult to be able to enter the yellow list.

Originally, Luo Hong didn't want to kill this person. After all, this is the Changling Mausoleum of Great Xia. Luo Hong wanted to keep a low profile for a while, at least remove all the good things in the secret realm first.

However……

But this handsome man forced Luo Hong to kill him again and again?

Luo Hong felt that according to Chu Tiannan's temperament, he might not kill this handsome man, but...

Luo Hong smiled.

The next moment, he flicked his fingers and tapped lightly on the Chun Jun sword.

Luo Hong is different.

Even with a vest on his back, Luo Hong is still a big villain.

Tolerate?

nonexistent.

The society is already so dark, what is there to endure?

Chunjun, a domineering sword.

It is one of the top ten famous swords in the world, with excellent quality and spirituality.

Although the spirituality is much worse than that of the demon sword Ashura in Luo Hong's dantian who only knows how to suck non-stop.

However, it is a famous sword after all, and belongs to the first-class treasures.

It seemed that he felt Luo Hong's murderous thoughts pouring in.

This Chun Jun seemed to jump up with joy, and with a buzzing sound, it suddenly swept up, engulfed in a majestic sword force, like a big wave hitting the shore.

Pooh!

Before the handsome man could react, he separated his body and head, still with a bit of disbelief and regret.

The head and body were separated by Chunjun sword.

Luo Hong threw out a black cloth, bound Chun Jun who flew back stained with blood, and carried it on his back.

He didn't pay any attention to the man who died tragically on the ground. He glanced at the disciples of the Xia family who were full of fear for him. His face was expressionless, maintaining the aloofness that Chu Tiannan should have, Go to Changling.

The people around trembled and remained silent, just looking at the disappearing figure of Chu Tiannan with terrified eyes.

The Changling Mausoleum returned to dead stillness again, and all birds and beasts were silent.

On the top of the Changling Tomb, someone's thoughts enveloped the entire Changling Tomb, calmly watching the scene of the young man in black beheading the disciples of the Xia family with a single sword.

He didn't try to stop him, and even acquiesced.

Chu Tiannan's return this time seems to have undergone quite a transformation...

It's good to laugh at the world of mortals, but you, Chu Tiannan, are the Emperor Xia's favorite. In the future, you will guard the world for the Xia family, and you must have the heart to kill.

I hope to be able to realize your way on Changling.

The voice was extremely quiet, like a breeze blowing past.

At the foot of Changling Mountain, the mountain of Changling is not tall, not so towering, it can even be said to be a bit gentle, the mountain is not steep, and the mountain road is not rough.

But there are endless clouds of smoke, which seem to be pressed down from the nine heavens, faintly curling up on the mountain road.

The moment Luo Hong stepped into the area of ​​Changling, Luo Hong felt a pressure, which was the oppression brought by a black stone tablet, and the oppression acts on the spirit, making it difficult to stop.

A small and dilapidated stone tablet was just inserted by the side of the road. Because the stone tablet had not been repaired for a long time, it was covered with frost grass, and it was stained with raindrops from the sky, like dewdrops rolling.

Cloaked in the evil shadow of Chu Tiannan, Luo Hong squatted down in front of the first stone tablet in Changling.

At the foot of Changling Mountain, many disciples of the Xia family who gathered at the foot of the mountain couldn't help being startled when they saw Chu Tiannan squatting in front of the foot of the mountain.

What's so good about this low, ordinary stone tablet without any artistic conception or even a little bit of luck?

Luo Hong looked at this stone tablet, slightly startled, because this stone tablet didn't have any mysterious meaning. On it, the name and strength of the person who erected the monument was even written.

Li Yu, the fallen princess of the Northern Zhou Kingdom, is a third-rank swordsman.

This is a stone tablet set up by a third-rank monk, a stone tablet that has been worn out by the years.

Although the third-rank monks are barely considered strong in the rivers and lakes, in this Changling, they belong to the bottom of the extreme existence.

If it weren't for the status of the subjugated princess, this stele would not be qualified to be erected in the Changling Mausoleum of the Great Xia.

While Luo Hong was staring at the stele, he could vaguely feel a faint thought fluctuating in the stele.

Luo Hong stretched out his hand, and gently repaired and tidied up the dilapidated stone tablet entangled in weeds.

After that, the sword finger tapped lightly on the stone tablet.

hum...

A beautiful figure emerged from it, with a sweet smile, and slightly bowed towards Luo Hong.

Sleeping here for hundreds of years, since the country was destroyed and the dead bones were buried here, most people didn't pay much attention to a mere third-rank monk.

She is too weak, so weak that many people who come to comprehend can easily defeat her, so what can she give to those who comprehend?

However, now, she has welcomed the first person to remove the weeds from her grave.

Luo Hong smiled, and a thought suddenly rose from his eyes. In Luo Hong's sea of ​​will, a way of practice was derived. This is the sword technique of the subjugated princess.

Although there is still a bit of gorgeousness, it is basically useless to Luo Hong, who has obtained the true inheritance of the Dragon Sword.

But Luo Hong felt the opponent's insistence on the sword, it was her way...

Perhaps, this persistence in the way of the sword is the reason why she was able to erect a monument in Changling.

After the woman evolved her way, she leaned back again, like raindrops shattering, exploding into countless strands.

There are two thousand and six steles in Changling, watch one of them and continue.

Luo Hong got up and walked up the Changling Mountain Road, the stone steps were long.

After walking a few steps, I came to the second stone tablet.

at the foot of the mountain.

The gathered disciples of the Xia family looked at Luo Hong's behavior, a little puzzled and sneered.

Is he crazy?

There are two thousand and six steles in the Changling Mausoleum, and each stele contains the thoughts of those who erected the stele, as well as their Dao Yun. Is Chu Tiannan insane? Before he started to comprehend directly from the Yipin stele halfway up the mountain, he was worthy of it. It is possible to comprehend the sixty-three stone steles, but now you start to observe the stele from the foot of the mountain...

Manpower is sometimes poor, and every stone tablet contains the spiritual power of the person who erected it, as well as a trace of luck.

Looking at a monument is equivalent to carrying the spiritual power of the person who erected the monument.

So, the more monuments you watch, the more mental pressure you need to endure.

From the first tablet in the mausoleum, he began to comprehend it. Could it be that...he intends to see the entire tomb of two thousand and six monuments at once?

Someone stared at him, took a breath, and made a guess that he thought was absurd.

It may be Chu Tiannan's goal to see all the monuments in the Changling Mausoleum in one go!

Impossible...he is self-destructive. Once the oppression exceeds the limit he can bear, he will even be mentally injured, and even become a fool, a lunatic!

The elders in the clan asked me to wait for me to enter Changling. They did it by chance. I entered Changling to find my own way, not to act on my own will.

The disciples of the Xia family shook their heads, and they were all very unfavorable.

And Luo Hong doesn't need their favor.

His purpose of entering this imperial secret realm was not to make them look good. To put it bluntly, they count as a ball, and they need to look good?

Luo Hong is following the teachings of his master, the thieves are invisible, and he must work hard to evacuate the entire secret realm.

Therefore, he naturally needs to comprehend every tombstone.

It doesn't take Luo Hong too much time to comprehend a stone tablet.

Although, he felt that every time he finished viewing the stele, there was a spiritual force gathering above his head.

However, he doesn't care.

On both sides of the stairs, there are many stone tablets.

The patter of rain fell from the sky and splashed.

The mud all over the mountain scattered on the stone steps.

Superimposed on Chu Tiannan's evil shadow, Luo Hong stepped up the stairs step by step. In front of the stele, he would choose to stop, sit cross-legged quietly and alone, and observe the stele for enlightenment.

The rain gradually became fierce.

It was raining heavily, but everything was still.

The spiritual power above Luo Hong's head was continuously gathering, and it had turned into a not weak spiritual group, with a strong sense of oppression.

However, Luo Hong's expression didn't change much, he was a little dazed, he was just planning to evacuate this secret realm, but, following his comprehension, Luo Hong gradually felt the extremely splendid avenue of many practitioners.

There are three thousand avenues, and each avenue has its own unique charm.

Luo Hong's practice is actually very mixed, sword, martial arts, Confucianism, Buddhism, evil... Luo Hong doesn't know which way he should go.

But this time, it was an excellent opportunity for him to clarify his own path.

The heavy rain was pouring, and Luo Hong finished his enlightenment again. There was only one third-rank tombstone, and it belonged to the subjugated princess.

There are eight hundred and sixty steles in the second grade mausoleum, and Luo Hong has seen them all.

That is to say, there are currently 861 pieces of Luo Hongguan Monument.

Of course, there is still some distance from two thousand and six, but it is enough to make the Xia family's children at the foot of the mountain, who have been counting and paying attention to Luo Hong, shudder.

Eight hundred and sixty-one yuan, this is almost breaking the record of Changling Monument!

The record of Changling monuments is 900 yuan. Of course, only half of the 900 Changling monuments are of the second grade, and the remaining half are of the first grade...

Luo Hong's eight hundred and sixty-one monuments, although all of them are second-grade monuments, the spiritual power they accumulated is not bad!

He can't really succeed, can he?

Such a crazy idea came to someone's mind.

Can it work?

how is this possible!

This is just a tombstone left by some second-rank monks. It is nothing, and the spiritual power contained in it will not be too strong...

When he enters the area of ​​the mausoleum left by a first-rank monk, the mental pressure that will be formed at that time is like the sky, he will definitely not be able to bear it, and withdraw from the enlightenment!

Some genius monks of the third rank of the Great Xia Xuanbang and the second rank of the Dibang stared at the lonely figure sitting cross-legged on the stairs of the Changling Mausoleum.

Between the sky and the earth, the frost grass swayed, as if a gust of wind was blowing in, bending the frost grass like a sharp sword pointing at the sky.

The spiritual will of the mausoleum guards swept over again.

See all the monuments of the Changling in one day?

Young people... are too confident in their talents.

The next moment, the spiritual will of the mausoleum guard descended suddenly, and exploded in the ears of Luo Hong, who had completed the enlightenment of the last second-grade stele.

The way is three thousand, just take a scoop, Chu Tiannan...it's too late.

Why did you make the choice to see the entire Changling Stele?

The tomb guard's voice was somewhat ethereal, coming from all directions, echoing in Luo Hong's ears.

Luo Hong superimposed Chu Tiannan's evil shadow and held his breath.

Above his head, the spiritual power turned into a small pond-like cloud floating.

Regarding the inquiry from the mausoleum guard, Luo Hong naturally couldn't say that he was going to evacuate the entire royal secret realm, could he?

But Luo Hong did not open his mouth to lie, but seriously asked out the doubts in his heart.

Three Thousand Avenues, which one is suitable for me?

Then you go and search for it. There are two thousand and six steles here, and you can finally find your way, instead of just accepting everything...

There are too many roads here, and I have seen too few landscapes. I may not be able to find it if I search aimlessly. Maybe, if I find it, it may be a mistake. Even, the road I find may not be the most suitable for me, because I There are other paths that I have never tried, so I choose to walk through each path, and there is always one that can shine brightly for me.

You are... dazed.

Don't be dazed, try all three thousand ways, and finally find a ray of light.

One question and one answer, like a breeze blowing on the face.

The mausoleum guard's will receded and he no longer paid attention to Chu Tiannan. This was Chu Tiannan's own choice, and he would not interfere. He had already given the reminder that should be given.

Luo Hong smiled, and stepped up to the area of ​​the Yipin Mausoleum.

Among the stone monuments, there is a wind whistling in it.

Luo Hong raised his eyes and looked over, and various figures emerged from each stone tablet.

They are also swordsmen who are full of sword spirit.

Or a Buddhist monk full of compassion.

There are also military generals wearing armor with a murderous look...

There are also slim women...

Each phantom represents a master of the tombstone buried here. They may be proficient in a certain way, and they have made achievements in each of the knives, swords, spears, sticks, zithers... each.

Luo Hong smiled, although he had a bad feeling towards the Xia family, but... for the masters buried here, he had due respect.

In the area of ​​the first-rank monument, a genius of the third rank of the Great Xia Xuanbang was awakened from enlightenment.

Looking at the mental cloud above Luo Hong's head, he frowned.

The nine hundred and twenty-seventh tablet...he is about to break the record. He was sealed as a juvenile marquis when he was young. If Chu Tiannan breaks the record of the secret realm, maybe in the future he will really become an existence under the Daxia alone and above ten thousand people. ...

The spiritual power in him is too strong, which interferes with our enlightenment. Is he trying to dominate Changling?

Stop him, why would a person with a foreign surname dare to monopolize Changling and mess with my enlightened mind!

The Xuanbang geniuses of the Great Xia royal family all looked condensed.

Holding his breath, he walked towards Chu Tiannan who was sitting cross-legged in front of the first-grade stele.

But at the moment of approaching.

These third-rank geniuses of the Xuanbang among the Great Xia royal family burst out their auras one after another, and their auras criss-crossed and tore apart the clouds and mist that shrouded Lingshan Mountain.

And Luo Hong, who was sitting withered, didn't look back.

He just stretched out his hand and knocked in the void, and the Chun Jun sword wrapped in cloth exploded with a whistling sound.

The long and narrow Chun Jun sword, like a white dragon cutting through the black mist in an instant, smashed towards a third-rank Xuanbang with great force.

The color of this third-rank Xuanbang suddenly changed, and the Qi machine blasted out, smashing the Chunjun sword and flying out.

And Luo Hong, who was sitting under the stone tablet, slowly finished his comprehension, stood up slowly, and the Chun Jun sword flew out backwards, and was held in Chu Tiannan's hand.

Luo Hong glanced at them calmly, but these third-rank Xuanbang only felt a breath of death climbing up their bodies.

The road to Changling is long, and the only companion is the sword.

Luo Hong sighed softly, as if a whisper came to his mind.

Why do you force me to kill each time I go to a secret place?

Luo Hong pushed the mental oppression above his head towards his opponent, and then lightly waved the pure jun in his hand.

A pool of blood was brought up, and a head rolled down.

at the foot of the mountain.

Many children of the Great Xia royal family were stunned, and their hairs stood on end.

This Chu Tiannan... is crazy!

He killed so many children of the Daxia royal family, is he planning to completely turn against the Daxia court...?

Even though he is highly valued by Emperor Xia, once the court is full of enemies, he will not be able to survive in the end.

What was even more astonishing was that a Xuanbang genius with a third-rank cultivation base was actually an unmatched enemy in Chu Tiannan's hands.

This is a massacre, a massacre that makes people almost desperate.

A rank three of the Great Xia Xuanbang died tragically by the sword of Chun Junjian. This famous sword in the world gave out a clear sword chant in excitement.

Tomb guard, save me!

Chu Tiannan's killing spree is unacceptable!

A genius with the third rank of the Xuanbang is timid.

Chu Tiannan's killing method was very simple, he directly smashed his spiritual power, such a huge spiritual power, even a genius on the Xuanbang, couldn't bear it, and would be stunned for a while.

And this half an hour, to them, is the end of a lifetime.

This Chu Tiannan, the big devil!

Ugh……

Chu Tiannan...

The will of the mausoleum is coming again.

However, Luo Hong, who was covered in blood and superimposed with Chu Tiannan's evil shadow, raised his head and smiled slightly.

They disturbed my comprehension, and wanted to destroy my Dao foundation, this enmity is irreconcilable...

They deserve it.

Luo Hongdao.

The guardian fell silent.

But you also destroyed our comprehension... a third-rank Xuanbang roared angrily.

Luo Hong glanced at him, contemptuous, disdainful...

That's your waste, you don't have a firm mind, if this way really belongs to you, you shouldn't be affected... I'm helping you understand your own way, don't waste too much time in the way that isn't yours...

Hearing this, the mausoleum guard sighed lightly.

Willpower recedes.

Changling's body was stained red with blood.

The drizzle was hazy, rolling up thick blood.

Corpses were lying on the mountain road.

And the young man carrying the blood-stained sword turned around, approached a stone tablet, and sat cross-legged among the corpses all over the sky to contemplate enlightenment.

The rain was muddy, and the clothes were soaked.

The tomb guard's deep eyes seemed to be piercing the void, looking at the young man sitting cross-legged in the sea of ​​blood.

A little bit in a trance.

Returning again, once again entering the Changling Tomb Observation Monument, Chu Tiannan... seems to be completely different from before.

Indistinctly.

The mausoleum guards seem to have seen a strong man rising from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood.

Fortunately, this son is loyal to Daxia.

It is the blessing of Great Summer.

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