The Transmigrated Sword Emperor

The dishes were served and there was a full table.

There were all sorts of dishes and they looked a little bit similar.

Li Dao drank by himself and quickly lost interest. He called for people to clean up the room.

He sat cross-legged on the bed and began cultivating.

Long journey, pursuit of eternity must be able to endure loneliness and loneliness. In any case, he wouldn't admit that Little Dragon Lady's figure had appeared in his mind.

Starlight and moonlight mixed together, bright and mottled.

It was already late into the night. Li Dao was still sitting cross-legged on his bed. No matter what you do, you have to work hard enough, be serious enough, and work hard enough.

The strong did not just rely on talent and resources, but also attitude.

bang bang bang *

The door opened late at night.

As for this place, other than Sun Zhenzi and Li Dao, no one else knew about it.

Touching his sword, Li Dao lowered his voice and asked, "Who is it?"

"Young master, it's me." Sun Zhenzi's voice came from outside the door.

Li Dao then let go of his guard and said, "Come in, the door is not locked."

Creak. Sun Zhenzi pushed the door open and walked in. Then he turned around and locked the door. His actions were furtive, as if he had done something shameful.

"It's so late, why didn't you go to Spring Festival Gala? Why did you look for me?" Li Dao frowned and asked.

"Gongzi, guess what I just heard?" Sun Zhenzi asked in a low voice with an excited expression. Under the moonlight, one could see the blush on his face.

"Could this have something to do with the Taibai Inheritance?" Li Dao spread out his brows and asked.

"Young master is indeed young master. You hit the mark with a single guess."

"Enough, this is useless. What exactly did you hear?"

Li Dao was not in the mood to listen to his flattery and directly cut off his words.

"When I was drinking, I heard a few martial artists next door say that Song Xuyang was hiding in Guangyuan City."

"That's all you heard?"

"Of course not, they even said that Song Xuyang is at Four Seasons Villa." Sun Zhenzi immediately added.

After a few days of contact, Sun Zhenzi finally understood some of Li Dao's personality. He directly spoke the entire content of the words Zhang Xuan heard.

The Song Xuanyang that he spoke of was also the head disciple of the red-browed old monster. His martial arts were not weak, and it was said that he was at the sixth level of the Postnatal realm.

Houtian sixth stage disciples were already similar to Huang Rong and Li Moli. In the entire Sichuan Martial Arts Forest, they were considered top experts.

Currently, there were only a few people who had the highest level of martial arts in the martial arts world. Apart from those few people, even the sixth level precelestial stage was enough to run rampant in the martial arts world.

Otherwise, even a woman like Li Moli would not be able to achieve the fame of the Red Cultivator fairy in the martial arts world.

"Okay, I already know. Go down and make some preparations. We'll head to Guangyuan City tomorrow. "

Li Dao's eyes lit up. Although he might not be able to beat Song Xuanyang who was at the sixth level of the Postnatal realm, he still had to try.

With Li Dao's current martial arts skills, he could deal with a sixth level precelestial without fighting experience. However, since Song Xuanyang was able to survive under the pursuit of Chuan Shu Martial Arts Lin, he must be a vicious character.

The divine arts left behind by Li Taibai should be very powerful. Right now, Li Yao was still practising his basic inner force skill of true qi.

The world written by Jin Yong was inseparable from one another. In that case, Li Taibai's martial art might very well be the one that appeared during the Heroic Assassin Sect.

Thinking of that godly technique, Li Dao became even more hopeful.

Although he did not place much importance on the martial arts of the lower realms, he had nothing right now.

Perhaps in the future, he could disregard these martial arts techniques, but now, he still needed these martial arts secret manuals to strengthen himself.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Li Dao adjusted his state of mind. As he breathed in and out, the moonlight began to dim.