let go of my skin fairy

Want to borrow the Emperor Wu sword?

The Jixia students present naturally knew that Jiang Yu'er had used the Emperor Wu's sword to slay the earth spirit son of the Daoist sect not long ago.

However, most of the clan's children don't know.

And just as they were wondering, a ray of sword light had fallen from the top of the mountain of books.

"Whoosh!"

The sword light is like a rainbow.

The resounding dragon chant sounded.

Jiang Yu'er stretched out his right hand calmly, facing the falling Jian Guang.

Soon, the sword light fell into his hands.

The true appearance of Emperor Wu's sword was displayed in front of everyone.

Cold air overflowed from the blade, and a lifelike five-clawed golden dragon wrapped around the hilt.

Jiang Yu'er held the Emperor Wu sword in his hand, and his aura rose in vain, making people unconsciously have the illusion of seeing the king of the world.

"Is this the Emperor Wu Sword?!"

"Unexpectedly, Jiang Yu'er could really use the Emperor Wu Sword!"

"Amazing."

There was a lot of discussion.

Even the Empress Dowager who was sitting in the carriage raised the curtain on the carriage with one hand at this time, and looked at Jiang Yu'er holding the Emperor Wu's sword with her phoenix eyes.

Jiang Yu'er, on the other hand, looked at the empty figure not far away, and raised the corner of his mouth lightly: "I really don't have the confidence to break through the five-level Luohan golden body of Buddhism, so I use this Emperor Wu sword!"

"Amitabha!" Kong Xiangbao put his palms together solemnly, and recited the Buddha's name: "I have long heard that Jiang Yushi traveled to the fairy world in his dream for twenty years, and it is also a poor monk's fortune to be able to fight Jiang Yushi today. "

"Since that's the case, I won't be polite." Jiang Yu'er nodded and walked out.

"Emissary Jiang, please!"

After the two made some simple courtesies, they both stood in their positions.

Kongxiang shook off the dust on his body with golden light, and his whole body was covered with gold paint again, looking like a golden statue.

Jiang Yu'er, on the other hand, holds a sword in one hand and holds the other behind his back. His white Confucian shirt flutters in the wind, exuding an air of extraordinary grace.

Of the two, one represents the number one genius among the young generation of Buddhists in the Western Regions, and the other represents the youngest Confucian scholar in Daqin.

Such a battle, no one does not look forward to.

Because, this has also officially decided, who is stronger among the younger generation, Jixia Academy or Buddhism today!
After Ying Luoyu was defeated, he was actually not very happy. Now seeing Jiang Yu'er standing up, he naturally shouted: "Jiang Yu'er, you must not let me down!"

Jiang Yu'er ignored her, because his current mind was communicating with Emperor Wujian.

Feeling the 'joy' emotion of the ancient soul in Emperor Wujian, he inexplicably felt that Emperor Wujian seemed to have a desire to communicate with him.

So, he responded: "Long time no see!"

"Yan Yin!"

The blade of Emperor Wu's sword trembled.

He looked joyful and excited, and most importantly, Emperor Wujian seemed to be extremely 'dependent' on him.

Strange... Jiang Yu'er was actually a little curious last time, because, according to Jiang Chenshui's narration, the Emperor Wu Sword is an ordinary sharp sword in the hands of the Taoist sect.

In other words, Taoism cannot be recognized by the sword spirit in Emperor Wu's sword.

However, when he held the Emperor Wu sword for the first time, the Emperor Wu sword recognized him, and also helped him cut Tu Lingzi with a sword.

But this time, Emperor Wujian seemed to be more 'longing' for him.

This is actually not normal.

"Grandma Meng asked me to bring the Emperor Wujian to the underworld, and said that the Emperor Wujian might know the secret to winning the half-wit? Then can I take this opportunity to ask in advance?"

After Jiang Yu'er thought for a while, he separated part of his soul and entered it into Emperor Wu's sword.

And on the surface...

He pointed his long sword at Kong Xiang: "Let's start!"

"it is good!"

The empty phase is ready.

Jiang Yu'er was no longer polite, and directly displayed the painting realm of the four realms of Confucianism.

With him as the center, a cloud of thick ink spread out.

Soon it turned into a picture scroll of ink and wash mountains and rivers, with majestic mountains, a quiet lake, a boat standing on the lake, and the autumn wind blowing wantonly.

Jiang Yu'er held on to Emperor Wu's sword and stood on the small boat.

The empty phase is surrounded by a dark green lake, which looks like it is about to sink to the bottom of the lake.

"Scholar of the Four Realms University!"

"Not only as a bachelor, but also as a painter!"

"Amazing!"

Everyone was amazed.

The empty phase is the fluttering of the monk's robe, and a ball of golden light covers his body, like an egg shell, propping up his body, allowing him to stand on the surface of the lake without sinking.

Jiang Yu'er directly used the Mo family's shadow escape technique.

"Whoosh!"

The figure disappeared in place.

And the next moment, a figure appeared on the lake behind Kong Xiang.

"It's the shadow escape technique of the Mo family!"

"He really learned the cultivation of the Mohists in his dream!"

"..."

Some people saw that this was the Mohist cultivation system.

And Puxian on the lectern, watching this scene very seriously at this time, muttered in his mouth: "Is there really such a miracle in the world?"

It is strange and inexplicable to practice hundreds of schools in the dream.

However, Jiang Yu'er did display the methods of the Mohists, which made him believe it again.

……

"boom!"

The waves of the lake were churning.

Jiang Yu'er and Kong Xiang fought together thoroughly.

Kongxiang's monk robe keeps bulging and billowing, and the golden light on his body protects his body, which seems to be in a defensive situation.

On the other hand, Jiang Yu'er continued to attack Kongxiang from all angles, and the Wudi sword in his hand showed a chill that made people dare not touch it lightly.

of course……

In the Emperor Wu Sword.

Jiang Yu'er also saw a 'beautiful' picture scroll.

……

It was a world like a garden, full of all kinds of flowers.

White marble builds a luxurious royal garden.

There are fountains, gold and jade, and twelve huge sculptures inside.

The twelve sculptures stand in the east, west, north, south, four directions of the garden, just like guarding gods, silently looking down on everything in the garden.

Of course, there is also a girl.

At the age of fifteen or sixteen, he was wearing a green silk skirt, with a jade hairpin on his head, and a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

She didn't stand in the garden, but sat on a stone seat carved from white jade, staring at the person in front of her with her big watery eyes.

Jiang Yu'er was also looking at the girl.

The world in Emperor Wu's sword is... completely different from what he imagined.

Because, this place is so beautiful, it is not as beautiful as the world, but more like the back garden of some god.

Jiang Yu'er coughed lightly, and said to the girl, "Hi, my name is Jiang Yu'er."

"Jiang Yu'er?" The girl's face showed a trace of surprise and doubt, and then she shook her head: "No...no, your name should be Jiang Chaoge."

"You know my name?!" Jiang Yuer froze for a moment.

"Of course I know. I also know what you want to ask me." The girl nodded affirmatively.

"Really? What do I want to ask?" Jiang Yu'er became more and more curious.

The girl smiled and said, "You want to know how to open the fairy gate, right?"

This is indeed a question I want to know, but it's not what I want to ask now... Jiang Yu'er was silent for a while, feeling a little weird.

He felt that he seemed to have entered a 'game', but it seemed that he had entered a bit 'early' again, and this feeling could not be described in words.

So, he decided to follow the bureau first.

"Actually, what I want to know more now is, what's your name?"

"My name is Sword Spirit." The girl replied with a slight smile.

The name Sword Spirit...is very arbitrary!Jiang Yu'er smiled, and asked again: "Just now you mentioned the fairy gate, do you know how to open the fairy gate?"

"I know." Sword Spirit nodded, and replied: "As long as we can gather all the twelve bronze men and learn the secret techniques of immortality inside, we will naturally be able to restart the immortal gate."

I also know this method!Jiang Yu'er remained calm.

However, he still keenly grasped one of the key points... There are a total of twelve bronze figures!
This seems to be consistent with the number of stars on Yan Yu's oil lamp.

Without continuing to think about this question, Jiang Yuer asked again: "Then do you know where the Twelve Bronze Men are now?"

"I know." Sword Spirit replied.

"Can you tell me?" Jiang Yu'er became a little excited.

"Yes, but the twelve bronze figures were buried 300 years ago, and now eleven of them have been born. The only one that has not been born is in the Jixia Academy."

"The last bronze figure is in Jixia Academy?!" Jiang Yu'er was surprised: "Where is it in Jixia Academy?"

"Falling Sword Lake."

"In Fallen Sword Lake?!"

Jiang Yu'er suddenly thought of one thing.

When he was participating in the Jixia Academy assessment, Luo Yu once mentioned a legend to him, which was about Luojian Lake.

It is rumored that a fairy flew over the lake, and the flying sword fell into the lake, hence the name - Luojian Lake.

Is the last bronze figure actually in Luojian Lake? !
It was something he had never thought of before.

Jiang Yu'er tried his best to calm himself down, staring closely at the girl Sword Spirit in front of him: "You... just tell me this so easily?"

"That's right, if you ask me, I'll tell you." Sword Spirit took it for granted.

"Okay, so... did you tell anyone else?"

"Other people? Other people can't see me at all, how can I tell them?" Sword Spirit asked with a puzzled expression.

"That... makes sense." Jiang Yu'er nodded.

However, this girl didn't seem suitable for chatting, so she killed her immediately.

Fortunately, he has social arrogance.

So, Jiang Yu'er found a new topic again: "I want to ask you one more question, your master...where is he now?"

"It's right in front of you." Jian Ling tilted his head and looked at Jiang Yu'er.

"In front of me?"

"Yes, you are my master."

"..." Jiang Yu'er.

Sorry, I am not!
This misunderstanding seems a bit big.

Jiang Yu'er could only explain: "I really want to be your master, but at most I can only be your current master, not the former one, understand?"

"Everything the master says is right." Sword Spirit replied after thinking for a while.

This sword spirit doesn't seem very smart...Jiang Yu'er didn't get entangled in this matter, but continued: "Then can you tell me, your former master... is to win the half-child, and now he is here Where is it?"

Jian Ling looked at Jiang Yu'er with a puzzled look on his face, as if he was thinking about something.

Jiang Yu'er didn't bother, and waited patiently.

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, the sword spirit finally came to his senses: "I understand, you are not my master yet!"

"???" Jiang Yu'er.

What is this answer?
Just as Jiang Yu'er was thinking, Sword Spirit spoke again: "If you really want to become my master, you should go see 'Brother Wu', he will tell you everything."

"Brother Wu?"

"correct."

"Where is the Brother Wu you mentioned?"

"In the southern region."

"..." Jiang Yu'er.

This Brother Wu, shouldn't he be a witch god?
Jiang Yu'er's face became more and more weird, but he still asked with certainty: "Brother Wu you are talking about...is it the witch god of the Southern Region?"

"That's right, it's him." Sword Spirit affirmed.

Really witch god!
Jiang Yu'er felt that this matter had somehow become a little strange.

First of all, Jianling knew that his name was 'Jiang Chaoge', secondly, Jianling actually knew the witch god, and finally, what Jianling said, you are not my master yet.

What do you mean?
Just when he was about to ask again, the sword spirit had already stood up from his seat: "You are not my master now, so you can't stay here any longer."

"Wait." Jiang Yu'er stopped immediately: "Before I leave, I have one more question to confirm, is the witch god a fairy or not?"

"Of course Brother Wu is a fairy." Sword Spirit affirmed.

"Then why didn't he ascend to the fairy world?"

"Because, Brother Wu's master is in the world."

"The master is in the world?"

Jiang Yu'er became more and more suspicious.

The master of the witch god mentioned by the sword spirit...is he a half-wit?Or someone else? !
He intends to ask again.

However, the picture in front of him suddenly changed.

His soul has been separated from the 'world' of Emperor Wu's sword, and returned to Jiang Yu'er's body again.

Hey!
If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have said that old 'sincerity'.

Jiang Yu'er thought about getting his soul into Emperor Wu's sword again, but he couldn't get in anymore, as if a force was repelling him from going in again.

"It's a pity that I didn't ask where Ying Banzi is now, but I also know some important things, such as: there is the last bronze statue in Luojian Lake."

"Besides, judging from the information in Sword Spirit's mouth, Ying Banzi and the Sorcerer God should be acquainted. I don't know if this has something to do with the Sorcerer God being sealed?"

Jiang Yuer once again thought of the scene of meeting the witch god in Jiangxia Village.

When the witch god saw him 'beyond reincarnation', he once reminded him not to trust Meng Bo too much, and also asked him to go to the Southern Region to see him.

At that time, Jiang Yu'er didn't take this matter to heart.

After all, who would meet the Witch God without incident?

But now, he discovered that there seems to be an inexplicable relationship between the witch god and Ying Banzi... and Po Meng once said that Ying Banzi tore off a page of the "Book of Life and Death", and it is very likely that he is still alive in the world.

"Then, if you give full play to your imagination and make a bold guess, is there a possibility that if you win half the son, you will be a witch god?!"