Xu Yang and Liu Haiyu looked at each other.

If the little Taoist priest in front of him was really a powerful man in the Qinglian Dojo thousands of years ago, he would probably have lost his memory due to the Great War between humans and demons thousands of years ago. I really don't know how to explain the story of this thousand years to him. However, it is certain that this "little Taoist" has a soft spot for the stone carvings of the woman behind him.

If you don't ask to understand, don't talk about anything else, at least the pair of blue water flame spirits that were taken away by the woman's stone carving can't be easily recovered. This little Taoist priest is biased towards the woman's stone carving anyway.

Xu Yang frowned slightly, and thought: "This little Taoist priest and Liu Haiyu's master are out of the same family, maybe most of them are still Liu Haiyu's ancestors." Moreover, the skills he just showed with a sword are by no means simple, even if it is just a spiritual body without a physical body, it is also a master like Shizun Guigu Yeyan, which is extremely difficult to deal with. A solution by force is the last option. ”

Thinking of this, Xu Yang took the initiative to ask, "Do you know the origin of this giant sword mountain under your feet?"

The little Taoist priest said without thinking: "I planted it here." ”

"May I also ask the seniors, what is the origin of the flying sword array around the top of the mountain?" Xu Yang asked.

"Of course, I got it. The little Taoist priest said casually. After speaking, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he skillfully blew up a strand of long hair scattered in front of his forehead.

Uninhibited and free!

When Liu Haiyu on the side heard this, he was sure in his heart that the "little Taoist" in front of him must be a powerful person who participated in the battle between humans and demons in the Qinglian Dojo thousands of years ago, and he was the one who almost single-handedly blocked the demon army. The legend about this little Taoist priest has always been circulating in the Qinglian Dojo, and Liu Haiyu regarded him as an idol in his heart and a target to chase very early. This "little Taoist" is undoubtedly the person he is looking for.

Liu Haiyu's heart was surging, and he immediately asked, "Can the seniors remember their names?"

Liu Haiyu wants to confirm again, this matter is very important, and if you recognize the wrong person, it will be troublesome. He knew that the legendary figure who was regarded as a great hero by the Qinglian Dojo was called "Qingyu Zhenren".

The little Taoist priest looked surprised and said, "Is the name important?" ”

Liu Haiyu was speechless, and he didn't know how to communicate with the "little Taoist" in front of him.

Xu Yang sent a message to Liu Haiyu: "Let me try." ”

Liu Haiyu nodded slightly, his heart was a little excited, but his thoughts were not as clear as Xu Yang's.

Xu Yang asked respectfully again, "Do you know the origin of the stone carvings behind you?"

When the little Taoist priest heard Xu Yang ask about the stone carving, the whole person was stunned, then turned around, looked at the stone carving of the woman stupidly, and said categorically: "She is my goddess." ”

Turning around, the little Taoist priest said with a cold face: "What's the matter? You two sneakily touched the mountain, are you here to disturb my goddess?"

"No, no, no. Xu Yang waved his hand again and again.

"Then what are you here for?" said the little Taoist priest in a bad tone.

Xu Yang had an idea, smiled, and then explained: "The two of us are here for sightseeing. This giant sword mountain is tall and majestic, starting from the sky, falling into the sky, standing on the sky, and standing on the sky, which can be called the first sword in the world. And the sword array in the clouds on the top of the mountain is even more magical, only found outside the sky. It's a blessing to be here. Especially knowing, this giant sword mountain and the flying sword array are both the great strokes of the seniors, and they make the younger generations respect. Today, the two of us are fortunate to have the honor to meet our predecessors, which is really a blessing for three lives. What's even more enviable is that the stone carving of this beauty behind the predecessor is really a fairy descending to earth, and Shi Ji is manifested, which is really beautiful. However, we can only envy our predecessors, and we will never dare to have the heart of transgression. ”

"Haha", when the little Taoist priest heard this, the chill on his face suddenly disappeared, "Count your kid as having vision." If the swordsmanship of my "herring roe" is the second in the world, no one dares to say that it is the first in the world. Especially what you said about my goddess at the end, is it true? ”

Liu Haiyu on the side was excited and complained in his heart, "This senior is really a real person with a blue fish." However, a person who has lost his memory will be awakened by a few flattering words, which is too fake. ”

The dark scales lying on Xu Yang's shoulder stretched out a dragon toe and praised: "Master, your kung fu has grown a lot." ”

Xu Yang smiled slightly and threw his gaze to Liu Haiyu on the side.

Liu Haiyu nodded in understanding, quickly tidied up his clothes, poofed, and knelt down in front of the "little Taoist".

Without saying a word, knock knock, first kowtowed three times.

raised his head and said excitedly: "If the predecessor is really a Qingyu real person, he should be regarded as my master according to his seniority." I am Liu Haiyu, the little apprentice of Qingguzi Zhenren of Qinglian Dojo, see Shibo. ”

When the little Taoist priest heard this, he rolled his eyes, thought for a while, and then said with a blank face: "Did I say it? I am a real person of Qingyu? Who is Qingguzi?"

Liu Haiyu looked embarrassed, stood up, didn't know what to do, and hurriedly asked, "Senior, have you lost your memory?"

The little Taoist priest said disapprenously: "No." I am who I am, and I am here to protect my goddess. ”

After speaking, the little Taoist priest threw a thousand-year-old gaze towards the stone carving of the woman behind him.

It's like that.

Seeing this, Xu Yang quickly calculated in his mind: "You can't go back and forth with this amnesia master here." The blue water flame spirit was still on the woman's stone carving. Regarding the amnesia of this herring real person, most of it is also related to the stone carving of the woman opposite. You have to find a way to distract the attention of the herring fish, and then go over to see what clues are in the woman's stone carving, so as to find a solution to the problem. ”

Thinking of this, Xu Yang said respectfully: "Senior, the Qinglian Dojo is the number one sword cultivation sect in the entire Zhongyuan Continent. And this Liu Haiyu in front of you is the only sword cultivation disciple in the Qinglian Dojo, his sword path can be called earth-shattering, crying ghosts and gods, ranking first in the Zhongyuan Continent. He came here to learn a few kendoways tricks from his seniors. ”

When the little Taoist priest heard this, he looked Liu Haiyu up and down carefully, nodded and said, "Yes, there is indeed a unique sword qi on his body. All my life, I have taken it as my path of cultivation to challenge other sword cultivators. Today, if you, this little sword cultivator, want to challenge me, I will not refuse. I'd like to see what makes your kendo different. ”

Liu Haiyu looked puzzled, and immediately transmitted a voice to Xu Yang: "What are you going to do?

Xu Yang immediately responded: "You and the seniors will make a move, and I will have a chance to get close to the woman's stone carving." If you want your predecessors to recover their memories, the key is in the woman's stone carving. However, I just don't know how many tricks you can take over from this herring fish?"

Liu Haiyu has always been arrogant, listening to Xu Yang say this, he thought to himself, if it can really help Qingyu Zhenren recover his memory, and he can also understand the sword moves that were known as the first sword cultivation in the Zhongyuan Continent thousands of years ago, why not? ”

"Liu what rain, you don't have to be modest, there is a precedence in hearing the Tao, and there is a specialization in the way of the sword. Everyone's kendo is different. Therefore, everyone's kendo also has his advantages. You can just show the way of the sword in your heart. The little Taoist priest responded.

"I don't know anything about kendo, so I won't bother the two of you. I'm just watching from afar. Today, it was really worthwhile to have the privilege of seeing the duel between two top sword cultivators. ”

Xu Yang said, retreated to the side from afar, and stood with his hands tied.

The dark scales lying on Xu Yang's shoulders were a little covered, and he secretly wondered in his heart: "When will it be our turn to do it?"

A vacant lot.

The little Taoist priest and Liu Haiyu stood ten zhang away from each other and looked at each other.

At this moment, there was not a trace of superfluous spiritual power fluctuations on the two of them.

A strand of long hair scattered in front of the little Taoist's forehead lay quietly next to the little Taoist's cheek, like a virgin. And Liu Haiyu did not move at all in blue clothes, like autumn water.

Quiet!

Tranquility of the road!

The Tranquility of Kendo!

At this moment, Liu Haiyu and the little Taoist priest are two divine swords that have not yet been unsheathed, hidden in the sheath, and the quiet state makes people feel very shocked.

At the beginning of the sword intent, it was probably like this.

The gazes of the two of them were straight, and they collided at a certain point in the void.

Even without making a move, the two sides had already seen thousands of sword moves from their respective eyes. Seeing the moves, the sword intent staggered thousands of times, but he was indifferent.

In the sword intent, this is probably the case.

It's a good moment.

Liu Haiyu flipped his wrist, and a blue water condensed in his palm, revealing the Ruoshui sword that he was good at using on weekdays.

The three-foot green edge, like water, is invisible.

Ruoshui Sword is Liu Haiyu's master, and it is also given by Qingguzi, the head of the Qinglian Dojo, and it is one of the top three Dao swords in the Qinglian Dojo. And Liu Haiyu has already refined the Ruoshui Sword into his natal sword. It can be retracted as freely, as if it were limbs.

Liu Haiyu's physical body can be said to be the scabbard of the Ruoshui Sword, and the human sword is one.

At this moment, the sword is unsheathed.

If the surface of the water sword, a hundred water lines flow non-stop, as if a hundred rivers are surging at the same time, although it is only a slight humming sound, but it is as shocking as a hundred rivers roaring.

The rise of sword intent, probably.

The little Taoist priest on the opposite side glanced at the Ruoshui Sword in Liu Haiyu's hand, nodded and said, "It's a good sword." ”

But the little Taoist priest didn't mean to take out the Dao sword he used, he carried one hand behind his back, and the other hand was naturally placed in front of him. It's not like a sword, it's like enjoying the scenery.

Comfortable!

Uninhibited!

Dashing!

Liu Haiyu secretly wondered in his heart: "Could it be that Qingyu Zhenren wants to compete with me empty-handed? As the legendary No. 1 sword cultivator in the Zhongyuan Continent thousands of years ago, Qingyu Zhenren has enough arrogant capital. But this is not what I Liu Haiyu wants, victory must be a fair victory, and defeat must be completely defeated, this is my Liu Haiyu's sword way. ”

Thinking of this, Liu Haiyu used the tip of the Ruoshui Sword in his hand to face each other, and said loudly: "Senior, please take out the sword." ”

Sharp!

Noble!

Proud!

The battle between sword cultivators, if the tip of the sword is pointed at the other party, it is extremely serious, and most of it will be a life and death fight, which is the dignity of being a swordsman.

At this moment, Liu Haiyu didn't have to fight to the death with the little Taoist priest opposite, but his proud heart was making trouble. As the leader of the younger generation of disciples in the Qinglian Dojo, Liu Haiyu has always been proud, there is no doubt about it. This pride must not be underestimated or underestimated by anyone.

Proud people, proud hearts, proud swords.

The little Taoist priest on the opposite side looked free and easy, still carrying it with one hand, habitually blowing a strand of long hair scattered in front of his forehead with the corner of his mouth, and the curly hair swam like a fish.

Then he replied, "I am also a sword, and a sword is me." ”

Eight words, that's enough!

In the entire Zhongyuan Continent, there are thousands of sword cultivators, among which there are hundreds of peak swordsmen, and those who are qualified to say these eight words are no more than a hand.

At this moment, the incomparable Giant Sword Mountain under the feet of the little Taoist priest and the majestic flying sword array on the side of the mountain peak can prove that he is worthy of these eight words, he is the first person to cultivate the sword on the Zhongyuan Continent thousands of years ago.

His name, herring.

The next moment, the figure of the little Taoist priest began to blur, like ripples in the water, and vaguely conjured up the shape of a sword with the tip of the sword pointing downward.

After just a few breaths, the little Taoist's body disappeared, but there was an additional Dao sword shaped like a herring fish where he landed.

Three feet of sword, free herring.

"Buzz!"

The Dao Sword hummed, like a dragon's roar, like a phoenix's roar, and it was also the cry in the heart of the peak swordsman.

The end of the sword intent, probably.

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