At the beginning, I accepted the Empress as a disciple, but she turned out to be a rebel disciple.

Luo Qian looked at the rapidly approaching divine thought, his face changed slightly, and the movement made by the two of them actually attracted the attention of the cultivators in the inner city.

But this is normal, after all, this is the Chang'an City of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

"Brother Tai, that is the divine mind of the national master, if he captures your breath, he can deduce your message through trigrams."

The white-clothed scholar took out a pill and swallowed it, the decadence began to recover, his pale face gradually turned red, and seeing the man in the Confucian robe standing in place indifferent, he couldn't help but remind.

National Division? Good at trigram deduction?

Luo Qian was just right, but he was not too panicked, he had the magic hidden secret given by the system, not only could hide his own realm, but also shielded the so-called heavenly machine.

Even Luo Qian had a bold idea at this moment, if he intercepted this national master's divine thoughts and cut off the connection with the body, whether he could usurp some secrets, maybe he could find clues related to his second apprentice to receive...

In just a moment, the white-clothed scholar saw that he was still in place, frowned, thinking that he was frightened, and immediately moved to Luo Qian's side, took his hand, and turned into a stream of light and left.

Luo Qian was stunned, then understood his good intentions and did not resist.

After they left, that divine thought had arrived in a blink of an eye.

..................

Somewhere on the bank of the river, blue water and clouds, here is only six or seven miles from Chang'an.

A stream of light fell, and then it separated into two figures.

"Oops, I was almost caught by the national division." The white-clothed scholar patted his chest with trepidation.

Turning his head and seeing Luo Qian's still indifferent expression, he couldn't help but be stunned. I thought, what a beating, this guy should not be a facial paralysis, right?

"Hey, I said brother, we can be regarded as escaping from the hands of the national master, you don't seem to be excited at all? That was the national master of the Great Xia Dynasty, and he was the strongest in the Great Xia Dynasty. I admit that you are indeed stronger than me, but also stronger... Throw it away, in front of the national master, we are just a grain of peanut rice, and there is not enough to see the wine. "

God's peanut rice. The corner of Luo Qian's mouth twitched and asked, "What realm is the Great Xia National Master now?"

"Good question."

The white-clothed scholar's eyes lit up, thinking that it was just right for you to open your eyes and know what it means to have a sky outside the sky and someone outside the world.

"National Master He, he..."

The result was stunned for a long time before he popped out a sentence: "Then what... I don't know, definitely above me anyway. Luo

Qian: "..." The

white-clothed scholar scratched his head, his face was slightly red, a little embarrassed.

"Then why are you following me?" Luo Qian asked.

The white-clothed scholar hesitated for a while and said, "Does Brother Tai have a copy of the Tale of the East Wing?" In the next from the Spring and Autumn Academy store Xiao Er heard that this last book was bought by Brother Tai, this was all the way to find, who knew that this inconsistency would start a fight... What, I don't know if this book can cut love?

Luo Qian thought back for a while, it seemed that there was really a copy of "Tales of the East Wing" among the fifteen books he bought, and when he took it casually, he sandwiched it in a few books he wanted to read, so he simply bought it directly, and didn't bother to put it back.

Dare to love just for such a book? Luo Qian was a little speechless and said, "Yes, but just for a book, as for?" And followed me all the way.

"Haha, brother Tai doesn't understand the fun in it, the love of the world's obsessive children and daughters is intertwined, always provoking people's sorrow, and always yearning and longing." In fact, brother Tai can also read this kind of book, maybe you can experience a different kind of understanding. The white-clothed scholar said with a smile, his eyes slightly bright, shining with a light called Amway.

Luo Qian took out the copy of "Tales of the East Wing" and handed it to the white-clothed scholar, saying, "This book is given to you, so let's make amends for hurting you before."

"Thank you brother!"

The white-clothed scholar took it and thanked him, and then carefully put it away.

This is what the book says about laughing and hating. Although he was beaten unilaterally, he also got what he wanted and met such an interesting person. Well, this wave of blood earns.

If someone earns, someone loses, and Luo Qian is the one who loses.

Just two days after coming to Chang'an, he attracted the attention of people who were known as the strongest in Daxia, and I don't know if it was good or bad.

"By the way, Brother Tai, your strength is so profound, which Immortal Sect is from?" The white-clothed scholar asked.

He paid for his own talent, cultivated since he was a child, and some of the resources in the clan were poured into him, which had only reached his current state at the age of about twenty, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the leader of the young generation of Daxia.

And the person in front of him, who looks very bad, should be about the same age as himself, but he can easily defeat himself.

Especially Luo Qian's sword intent and the immortal sword move, he actually gave him the illusion of a high mountain, he had practiced the sword for seventeen years, but in front of Luo Qian was still like a child playing with mud, and his proud kendo was even more paper paste.

This man stood in front of him, like a mountain that could not look at its peak, like a boundless sea, which could not be shaken by manpower, and even if a gifted person saw it, it would only breed a kind of lament.

But the white-clothed scholar has already adjusted his mentality at this moment, as long as he splits this mountain and fills this sea, his sword heart will no longer have a wave, and his sword path will point directly to the emperor realm.

Heaven does not give birth to me Zhuang Xiaoxing, and the ancient kendo is like a long night!

Thinking of this, his eyes became a little hot when he looked at Luo Qian.

Faced with the white-clothed scholar's question, Luo Qian thought about it and felt that his Xingyue Sect reported nothing, so he said: "I am from the Xingyue Sect, a small sect. "

Xingyue Sect?"

The white-clothed scholar pondered for a moment, small door? It is impossible, it must be a hidden immortal gate, and the person in front of him should be a person from the sect.

He had heard that some hidden sects would send outstanding disciples of the sect down the mountain to save the world whenever chaos came.

"Long time to look up, I can't imagine that Brother Tai actually came out there, no wonder the strength is so strong, both ability and integrity, it is really a dragon and phoenix among people." The white-clothed scholar arched his hand and complimented.

Luo Qian was stunned, and his heart said that you have been looking up to a ghost for a long time? My newly created sect is as if you have been there.

"The small sect is just a small sect, it's not worth mentioning, but the identity of the brother is not simple, and you can see the divine thoughts of the Great Xia National Master at a glance." Luo Qian looked at him and also tentatively spoke.

The white-clothed scholar scratched his head and smiled, "In Xiazhuang Xiaoxing, studying in Chang'an, I was fortunate to see the national teacher, so I received his breath."

"So it is." Luo Qian nodded.

"It should be a blessing in life to see Brother Tai today, and I wonder if Brother Tai can tell me his name." Zhuang Xiaoxing showed a smile like a spring breeze.

Luo Qian opened his lips and spit out two words lightly: "Luo Mo."

"It turned out to be Brother Luo, it's not early, I don't know if Brother Luo Mo is willing to have a drink with me, it's in Tianxiang Lou, not far from here."

"Thank you Brother Zhuang for your kindness, there are still important things in the next, if there is a fate, it will be continued in the future."

When Luo Qian heard this, he rejected his kindness.

"Luo..."

Zhuang Xiaoxing wanted to say something, but there was no one in front of him.

He watched the sunset sink little by little until it disappeared, and the night swallowed the last ray of afterglow, and suddenly laughed and said, "Interesting."

Then he slapped his brain, as if he remembered something, and his face suddenly turned white.

"Oops, I told the old man to go back before dark."

A stream of light flashed, causing the willow branches to flutter in shock.