My Young Lord Is Really Righteous Chapter 228: ?? Taste 3000 dishes, and finally find a ray of light

Domineering and unparalleled!

At the foot of Changling Mountain, a junior from the Xia family stared at the "Chu Tiannan" with the pure Jun sword dripping with blood hanging on his shoulder, his complexion turned pale.

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

He howled in pain, and beads of sweat burst out from his forehead.

"Chu Tiannan... Are you crazy?!"

"I am a descendant of the Xia family, I am the royal family of Daxia, you dare to hurt me... I am not afraid of walking out of Changling and being crushed by a serious crime and detained in the prison of the Ministry of 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 power to fight back.

It made him feel the pain of burning face.

I feel like a drowning dog.

Luo Hong, dressed in the evil shadow of Chu Tiannan, turned around and glanced at the handsome man, a little surprised and speechless.

No wonder that in this generation, the Xia family’s descendants are on the yellow list, and there is no one.

For the brains of the younger generations of the Daxia royal family, it is an insult to be included in the yellow list.

At first, Luo Hong didn't intend to kill this person. After all, this is the Great Xia Changling, Luo Hong still wants to keep a low profile for a while, at least, first move all the good things in the secret realm.

However...

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, with a flick of his finger, he tapped his finger lightly on the Chunjun sword.

He Luo Hong is different.

Even if he is wearing a vest, Luo Hong is also a big bad guy.

Forbearance?

It does not exist.

The society is so dark, what can you bear?

Chun Jun, a domineering sword.

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

Although the spirituality is much worse than the magic sword Ashura in Luo Hong's Dantian who only knows to **** non-stop.

But, after all, it is a famous sword, a first-class treasure.

It seems that Luo Hong's murderous thoughts are pouring in.

This Chunjun jumped up in joy, and with a hum, he suddenly swooped up, engulfing the majestic sword, like a big wave hitting the shore.

Puff!

The handsome man hadn't reacted yet, so he separated his body and head, still carrying a bit of disbelief and regret.

The head and body are separated by Chunjun Jian.

Luo Hong threw out a black cloth, bound Chunjun who was stained with blood and flew back, and put it on his back.

For the man who died tragically to the ground, he didn't care at all. He glanced at the Xia family's children who were full of fear around him. They were expressionless, keeping what Chu Tiannan should have when they entered the spring building three times. High cold, walked to the top of Changling.

The people around were trembling and silent, just looking at the disappearing back of "Chu Tiannan" with horrified eyes.

Changling returned to death again, and the birds and beasts were silent.

At the top of Changling, some people's thoughts enveloped the whole Changling, calmly watching the black-shirted young man, killing the Xia family's children with one sword.

He didn't stop him, and even gave him some acquiescence.

"Chu Tiannan's return this time seems to have undergone a lot of transformation..."

"It is good to laugh at Hongchen, but you, Chu Tiannan, are in the eyes of Emperor Xia. In the future, the general who will guard the world for the Xia family must have the heart to kill."

"I hope to be able to understand your way above Changling."

The voice was extremely quiet, like a breeze passing by.

At the foot of Changling Mountain, the mountains of Changling are not tall, there is no such towering into the clouds, it can even be said to be a bit mild, the mountains are not steep, and the mountain roads are not rugged.

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

The moment Luo Hong stepped into the Changling area, Luo Hong felt a pressure. It was the pressure brought about by the black pressure on a piece of stone monument. The pressure acts on the spirit and makes it hard to stop.

A small, dilapidated stone stele was just inserted beside the road. The stele was covered with frost and grass because it had not been repaired for a long time, and it was stained with raindrops from the sky, like dewdrops rolling.

Luo Hong squatted down in front of the first stone stele in the Changling Mausoleum, dressed in the evil shadow of Chu Tiannan.

At the foot of Changling Mountain, many of the Xia family's children gathered at the foot of the mountain, staring at "Chu Tiannan" who was squatting at the foot of the mountain.

What's so good about this low, ordinary stone stele without any artistic conception or even the slightest luck?

Luo Hong looked at this stone tablet, slightly startled, because this stone tablet has no profound meaning. On it, the name and strength of the person who erected it is even written.

"Li Yu, the subjugated princess of the Northern Zhou Kingdom, is a third-rank sword mad."

This is a stone monument erected by a third-rank monk, a stone monument that has long been worn out by the years.

Although the third rank monk is barely strong in the arena, but in this long tomb, it belongs to the ultimate existence.

If it were not for the status of the subjugated princess, this stone monument would not be qualified to stand in the Great Xia Changling.

And Luo Hong stared at the stele, and he vaguely felt that there seemed to be a faint mind fluctuating in the stele.

Luo Hong stretched out his hand and gently repaired and tidied the dilapidated stone stele entangled with weeds.

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

Om...

A beautiful figure emerged from it, with a sweet smile, slightly leaning toward Luo Hong.

He has slept here for hundreds of years. Since the country was subjugated and the dead bones were buried here, there is only a third-rank monk, and most people don't care too much.

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

However, now, she has ushered in the first person to remove the grass for her.

Luo Hong smiled, and a thought suddenly rose in his eyes, and a way of cultivation was derived from Luo Hong's sea of ​​will. This was the swordsmanship of the subjugated princess.

Although it is still a bit gorgeous, it is generally of no use to Luo Hong, who is the true legend of the Dragon Sword.

But Luo Hong felt the other party's insistence on the sword, that is her way...

Perhaps, this insistence on kendo is the reason why she was able to erect a monument in Changling.

After the woman evolves her way, she leaned back again, like raindrops bursting into pieces, exploding into countless strands.

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

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

After a few steps, I came to the second stele.

At the foot of the mountain.

The many children of the Xia family who gathered looked at Luo Hong's behavior, somewhat puzzled and sneered.

"Is he crazy?"

"There are two thousand and six steles in Changling, and each stele contains the ideas of the people who erected the stele and their Taoism. Is this Chu Tiannan crazy? He directly started to understand it from the first-grade stele on the mountainside. It’s only worthy of the sixty-three stele, but now it’s from the foot of the mountain to watch the stele..."

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

"To observe a stele is equivalent to carrying the spiritual power of the person who erected the stele."

"So, the more monuments you see, the more mental oppression you have to endure."

"I started to comprehend from the first monument in the mausoleum. Isn't he... he intends to observe the tomb monument at a time?"

Someone's eyes condensed, and he took a breath, and said a guess that he thought was absurd.

To see all the monuments in Changling in one breath, this may really be the purpose of Chu Tiannan!

"Impossible... he is self-destructing Daoji. Once the pressure exceeds the limit he bears, he will even be mentally injured, and even become a fool, a lunatic!"

"The elders in the clan asked me to wait for the Changling tomb, they are all to learn about the situation. The purpose of entering the Changling is to find my own way, not to be inspiring."

A child of the Xia family shook his head, all very dissatisfied.

And Luo Hong doesn't need their optimism.

His purpose for entering this dynasty secret realm is not to make them look good, or to put it ugly, they count as a ball, need them to look good?

Luo Hong follows the teachings of the Master, and the thief is invisible, so he must work hard to empty the entire secret realm.

So, 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 observing the stele, there was a spiritual force converging on his head.

However, he doesn't care.

There are many stone steles on both sides of the stairs.

The patter of rain fell from the sky and splashed.

The mud of the mountain spread out on the stone ladder.

Luo Hong superimposed the evil shadow of Chu Tiannan and climbed the ladder step by step. Before the stone tablet, he would choose to stop, sit down quietly and lonely, and watch the stone.

The rain gradually became fierce.

The rain is torrential, but everything is silent.

The continuous gathering of spiritual power above Luo Hong's head has turned into a not weak spiritual group, with a strong sense of oppression.

However, Luo Hong's complexion hasn't changed much, he is a little dazed. He was only planning to vacate this secret realm. However, as he realized it, Luo Hong gradually felt the splendid avenues of many practitioners. .

There are three thousand avenues, and each road 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 path he should follow.

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

The rain was torrential, Luo Hong finished his enlightenment again, and there was only one third-class mausoleum monument, which belonged to the subjugated princess.

There are eight hundred and sixty Erpin Mausoleum monuments, and Luo Hong watched them all.

In other words, Luo Hongguan monument is now 861 yuan.

Of course, the distance of two thousand six is ​​still a little bit away, but it is enough to make the Xia family's children who have been counting and paying attention to Luo Hong at the foot of the mountain horrified.

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

The record of the Changling Stele is 900 yuan. Of course, of the 900 Changling steles, only half of the second-grade ones are accounted for, and the remaining half are the first-grade ones...

Luo Hong's 861 steles, although all of them are second-grade steles, the oppression of the accumulated spiritual power is not bad!

"He won't really succeed, will he?"

Someone has such a crazy idea in their minds.

Can it succeed?

How is it possible!

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

"When he stepped into the tombstone area left by the first-rank monk, the mental pressure formed at that time was like a sky, he would definitely not be able to bear it, and he would withdraw from enlightenment!"

There are some talented monks of the third rank of the Great Xia Profound List and the second rank of the earth list, staring at the lonely figure sitting on the Changling stairs.

The frost grass swayed between the world and the earth, as if a gust of wind was blowing, and the frost grass, which was like a sharp sword light, pointed to the sky and bends down.

The spiritual will of the tomb guards swept over again.

"Long view of the tomb in one day?"

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

The next moment, the spirit and will of this tomb guard came suddenly and exploded beside Luo Hong, who had completed the last second-grade stone stele to comprehend.

"Three thousand avenues, only take one scoop, Chu Tiannan... It's too late."

"Why did you choose to see the monument as long as possible?"

The voice of the guards of the tomb was a little murky, coming from all directions, surging in Luo Hong's ears.

Luo Hong superimposed on the evil shadow of Chu Tiannan, holding his breath.

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

For the enquiry of the tomb guard, Luo Hong naturally can't say that he wants to vacate the entire secret realm of the dynasty, right?

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

"Three Thousand Avenue, which one is right for me?"

"Then you go and look for it. There are two thousand and six monuments here, and you can finally find your way, not like this, accept it all..."

"There are too many roads here, and the scenery I have seen is too few. Seeking aimlessly may not be able to find it. Perhaps it may be wrong to find it, and even the way to find it may not be the most suitable for me. , Because I have other ways that I haven’t tried, so I choose to walk through every way, and there is always one that can illuminate me."

"You...you are stunned."

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

One question and one answer, like a breeze.

The will of the guardian of the tomb has retreated, and he no longer pays attention to "Chu Tiannan". This is a choice made by Chu Tiannan himself. He will not interfere. He has already given the reminder to be given.

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

Between the stone steles, there is wind whistling in them.

Luo Hong raised his eyes and looked over. On every stone tablet, various figures emerged.

They may be swordsmen with sword spirit.

Or a buddha with a compassionate face.

There are also military commanders with murderous awe-inspiring armor...

There are also slender women...

Each phantom represents a master of the mausoleum buried here. They may be good at a certain path, and they have made achievements in each path.

Luo Hong smiled. Although he has a bad sense of Xia Family, but...for the masters buried here, he has the respect he deserves.

In the area of ​​the first-grade stele, the geniuses of the third-grade Daxia Xuanbang were awakened from their comprehension.

Looking at the spirit cloud above Luo Hong's head, his brows twitched.

"The nine hundred and twenty-seventh stele...He is about to break the record. If he was named a young man when he was young, if Chu Tiannan broke the secret record, perhaps in the future he will really become Daxia alone, one of ten thousand people. Existence on..."

"The spiritual power in him is too strong and interferes with our enlightenment. Is he going to dominate Changling?"

"Resist him, a person of foreign surname, why dare to dominate Changling, and disrupt my heart of waiting for enlightenment!"

A Xuanbang genius in the Great Xia family, his expression condensed.

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

And just as it was approaching.

These three-rank Xuanbang geniuses of the Great Xia imperial family burst out of their own qi faculties, and their qi faculties crisscrossed and shredded the clouds and mist that enveloped the Lingshan Mountain.

And Luo Hong, who was sitting withered, did not look back.

Just stretched out his hand and tapped in the void, suddenly the pure Jun sword wrapped in cloth exploded with a whistling sword.

The long and narrow pure Jun sword, like a white dragon that cut through the black mist in an instant, slammed it towards a third-rank Xuanbang with great force.

The third rank of the Xuanbang suddenly changed his color, his aura blasted out, and the Chunjun sword flew out horizontally.

Luo Hong, who was sitting withered under the stone tablet, slowly finished his enlightenment, and slowly stood up, the Chunjun sword flew upside down, and was held by Chu Tiannan.

Luo Hong glanced at them calmly, and these third ranks of the Profound List only felt a breath of death, climbing up their bodies.

The Changling Road is long, with only swords as companions.

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

"Why is it more than forcing me to kill every time I go to a secret realm?"

Luo Hong poured the mental pressure above his head onto his opponent, and then Chunjun gently waved in his hand.

Taking up a puff of blood, rolling down a head.

At the foot of the mountain.

Many of the children of the Daxia imperial clan looked dumbfounded, their entire bodies horrified.

This Chu Tiannan... is crazy!

He killed so many children of the Daxia imperial clan, is this planning to completely turn his face with Daxia court?

Even if he is highly regarded by Emperor Xia, once all the dynasties are enemies, he will eventually be unable to get along.

What's even more staggering is that a genius with a third-rank cultivation base, in the hands of Chu Tiannan, is actually an enemy of non-one.

This is a massacre, almost desperate.

A third-ranking member of the Great Xia Xuan Bang died tragically under the sword of Chunjun Sword. This world-famous sword uttered a clear sword chant in excitement.

"Guardian of the mausoleum, save me and wait!"

"Chu Tiannan slaughtered wildly, heaven is intolerable!"

A genius with the third rank of Xuanbang, timid.

Chu Tiannan's method of killing was very simple. He directly smashed his spiritual power over. Even the Profound Bang genius would not be able to hold such a huge spiritual power, and would be dumbfounded.

And this half-hour, for them, is the end of their lives.

This Chu Tiannan, the demon!

"Sigh..."

"Chu Tiannan..."

The will of the tomb guard is coming again.

However, Luo Hong, who was covered in blood, was superimposed with the evil shadow of Chu Tiannan, but he raised his head and smiled slightly.

"They disturb my enlightenment and want to destroy my foundation, this hatred cannot be shared..."

"They deserve it."

Luo Hongdao.

The guardian fell silent.

"But you also ruined our understanding..." A third-rank Xuanbang roared.

Luo Hong glanced at him with contempt, disdain...

"That's your waste, and you are not determined. If this Tao really belongs to you, you should not be affected... I am helping you understand your own Tao, don't waste too much time in the Tao that is not yours. ……"

The guardian sighed lightly when he heard the words.

The power of will retreats.

Changling corpse was stained with red blood.

The drizzle is hazy, and it is full of blood.

A corpse stood on the mountain road~IndoMTL.com~ and the young man with a blood-stained sword turned around, approached a stone monument, and sat cross-legged among the corpses in the sky.

The heavy rain was muddy and clothes were soaked.

The deep eyes of the tomb keeper seemed to look through the void, looking at the young man sitting cross-legged in a sea of ​​blood.

It's kind of trance.

Returning again, once again entering Deng Changling to view the stele, Chu Tiannan... seems to be completely different from before.

Vaguely.

The guardian seems to have seen a strong man rising from the sea of ​​blood on the corpse mountain.

Fortunately, this son is loyal to Daxia.

It's the blessing of Daxia.

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