My filial piety has gone bad

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This silly master, he has already figured it out, the tactics don't need to be conceived, and he can easily come up with them.

The two turned back to the monument.

Xiao Ran pressed his palm against the surface of the stele, his palm trembled, and spiritual power was injected into it, causing waves of ripples.

Ling Zhouyue drew her sword and engraved patterns, and the engraved swordsmanship was also used to the extreme, impeccable.

Unfortunately, it is not enough.

This is not a technical problem, it is entirely because the spiritual pressure of Qi refining cultivation is too weak, even with the assistance of Xiao Ran's resonance power, it is not enough to engrave the engraving on the surface of the tablet.

Ling Zhouyue retracted her sword and sighed.

"It's still far away... If I have a golden core cultivation base now, I should be able to engrave it on it."

Xiao Ran had no choice but to prepare to carry the stele.

At this moment, a voice came from afar.

"How about I help the two seniors?"

Xiao Ran turned his head to look.

A middle-aged and elderly national teacher wearing a gray and white robe, with a bloated figure and striding strides, with a mixed-principal sword spirit, walked towards Xiao Ran and the two slowly.

The steps seem to be very slow, but they are one step at a time, and they are in front of them in a blink of an eye.

"National Division?"

This momentum...isn't right!

Xiao Ran looked carefully again.

I saw that the national teacher's body was filled with a high concentration of dark mist with the spirit pattern circle, which was compressed into a sea of dark mist in the dantian, thus reaching the cultivation base of the golden core state.

This guy……

Sure enough, it has something to do with the apostles and the ghosts!

While Xiao Ran and the two were stunned, the national teacher moved and swung his sword to slash out a stream of Hunyuan sword energy.

The sword energy went straight to the inscription, successfully carved a sword mark on the inscription, and at the same time, with the power of sword energy, pushed the inscription far away, ten feet away from Xiao Ran.

The stele fell to the ground with a bang, echoing in the maze, echoing round after round.

This is the power of the Golden Core Realm!

Apart from fighting, Xiao Ran had nothing to do for a while.

After engraving the sword pattern and pushing away the stele, the national teacher relaxed his eyebrows and stood with his hands behind his back, his body relaxed a lot.

"As expected of the emperor's aunt's master, without seniors, I would not have been able to find the inscription so quickly, let alone engrave sword patterns on the stone tablet with the power of the golden core."

Xiao Ran suddenly realized that while he arrived at the center of the maze ahead of time through the route network formed by the disciples of the national teacher, he was also found by the national teacher's reverse positioning.

There was no way to do this, Li Wuxie was about to swing his sword outside of Mingyu, and Xiao Ran couldn't delay.

However, it is not an easy person for this Baoguo real person to be able to reverse-locate himself so quickly by relying on a group of disciples and a strange soul technique.

What's more, the Hunyuan Sword Qi just now was quite strong, and it was able to carve sword patterns on the stone tablet in the air.

Ling Zhouyue didn't care, she raised her head to drink, curled her lips and asked:

"who are you?"

The national teacher stood with his hands behind his back, keeping a distance from the two of them.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that as long as you two don't grab the stele from me, we will be friends."

As a villain, why don't you explain the ins and outs?

There is too little information, and it is not easy for Xiao Ran to guess the identity and camp of the national teacher, so he can only ask tentatively:

"If there hadn't been a space disorder caused by the Great Darkness devouring Wuyan City, neither you nor I would have been able to find the entrance to the maze. That is to say, since you first came to Huofen Nation three years ago, you have been laying it out to this day?"

The national teacher stroked his beard and smiled.

"Where is it, didn't senior travel around Zongzhi Mountain three years ago, and once he attained the Tao, he soared in the daytime, and senior is also planning something."

Xiao Ran frowned slightly, with a premonition, he hurriedly said to Master:

"This person talks too much, it's not normal, master, go get the inscription, and I'll deal with him."

Ling Zhouyue stepped over.

But was suddenly trapped by a dark mist.

Swing the sword to cut through the dark mist.

The dark mist is layer upon layer, endlessly cutting.

Turning around to look, Xiao Ran and the national teacher were no longer there.

Turning around and going forward, I can't see the inscription in front of me.

Only the mist that floats around and caresses.

"Who?"

After a long time, a lingering and delicate female voice came from the dark mist.

"Old friend."