White clouds, red flowers, all silent. The sound of falling leaves shattered.

In the cold dream, in the picture, life and death are separated. Xiao Xiao Nanshan is boiling water.

Sending down the hand to attack Lingyan, Chuan Qiuyu was pierced through the chest by a sword, and the Feilian Great Technique in his body was restless, but he never performed the Feilian Technique. Is Chuan Qiuyu stupid? Actually, there are two reasons, one is that if the Feilian Pear Flower Spear is used, it is difficult to ensure that the cultivation of the next person will skyrocket, and the cultivation of the ninth stage is not impossible, and it will still be a hard battle at that time. Second, Xia Yingchun back then is also the current Xia Diao, but he didn't have any means, all with enthusiasm, he also achieved the Spring Festival Kendo. It can be seen that the acquisition of the Sword of Creation has little to do with cultivation.

Ziyu dreamed, but the tearing pain of a sword piercing his chest was not reduced by half, and a fishy sweetness in Chuan Qiuyu's throat crept out from the corner of his mouth, but he reached out and grabbed the hilt of Panasonic Ren's sword, and then leaned forward lightly with the sheep intestine sword in his hand, staining him, he smiled: "Senior, is this okay?"

Panasonic's seniors also laughed, and Yun said lightly: "It's a good place to die and come back to life." ”

Chuan Qiuyu had a sword in his chest, steepening nothingness, he then turned into a change, his true face could already be seen, Chuan Qiuyu leaned around, glanced at it, and was shocked, this person was the bitter sword fairy under the previous Nanshan, Xia Yingchun's master.

He put his hand in his hand and said, "Report your name." ”

"Autumn rain in Sichuan. At this time, Chuan Qiuyu didn't dare to use the name of Sichuan Xiliang anymore.

"Chuan Qiuyu!" Bitter Sword Immortal muttered softly, raised his hand and pointed, and nodded towards Chuan Qiuyu's eyebrows, Chuan Qiuyu couldn't move, and he didn't know what Bitter Sword Immortal was going to do. Lou Sanqian said: "Boy, this person passed on your sword way, and he was so good that he understood it." ”

Suddenly, Chuan Qiuyu was paralyzed and fainted.

Ordinary people have divine consciousness under their eyebrows, and Sichuan Qiuyu is the sea of mirrors, and the sea of mirrors has divine sense and means of drawing arrays. There is a sword in the sea of mirrors, moving in the air: "The sword is the bottom, and the person is the top." The heavy sword of the person is the inferior, and the sword is the superior of the person. The sword is strong, people live in the world, nine times out of ten, they are unsatisfactory, and they are just when they raise their swords to meet them. Bullying the soft and fearing the hard, kendo taboo. I have a sword that cuts the evil of heaven and earth, and exhausts the eight desolate avenues. This is the way of the Spring Festival. ”

Panasonic said: "Send you sword intent." The sword in the sea of mirrors turned into thousands of wisps of sword intent, rolling up and down, and Lou Sanqian hurriedly said: "Quickly put the sheep intestine sword into the sea of mirrors." ”

Although the autumn rain in Sichuan is fainting, but the consciousness is still clear, the heart of the sheep intestines, into the sea of mirrors, in the blink of an eye, a sheep intestine sword manifests in the mirror sea, thousands of strands of sword meaning like moths, sheep intestines for fire, all of them pounced, into the sheep intestines. The sheep intestine sword trembled, and it was magnificent, illuminating the small world of the Mirror Sea.

Qing looked at it with a smile, and drank and said: "In this broken place where the mountains are not clear and beautiful, there are still people who can cultivate the way of the sword, which is not easy." ”

"Inexplicable, ridiculous, the place where the old man started is this earth spirit, you old man Feng look at me as a minion?" Lou Sanqian naturally shouldn't be allowed to laugh and say that his mother land is not good.

Less.

In the mirror sea, things are finally calm, and the sheep intestine sword stands in the mirror sea out of thin air, shining and cold. Chuan Qiuyu thought about it, but before he made a move, the sheep intestine sword suddenly broke through the air and appeared in front of Chuan Qiuyu, Chuan Qiuyu was shocked, and said quietly: "Is this the art of the sword?"

Immediately, what he thought in his heart, the sheep intestine sword really did what he thought, if it wanted to be east, it would be east, and if it was to stop, it could be like summer and spring, and this sword could be turned into a 10,000-jin giant sword.

In the depths of the mirror sea, there were bursts of joy and joy in the depths of the sea of mirrors, and the sand crane was happy when he saw that Chuan Qiuyu had this substitute sheep intestine sword.

Sichuan Qiuyu has not called the sand crane for a long time, and the bridge is a glance, this sand crane is independent and suffering from the top of the Cangsheng Building, and his temperament is arrogant and cold. But Chuan Qiuyu knew that this sand crane was more outrageous than the pear flower gun, he couldn't help it, the sand crane was the spirit of ten thousand demons and the spirit beast of the painting array, it was an ancient thing, and he actually condescended to the land of the projectile mirror sea of Sichuan Qiuyu.

"Xiaoyou, you have a good heart, and the inheritance of kendo belongs to you. Panasonic people smiled deeply at the autumn rain of the river, which was meaningful.

"It is wise not to use a secret technique. Bringing summer and spring to meet 3,000 enemies is patience. Killing people and taking away creation, but you can do it for you, this is good. would rather die than bow your head, this is perseverance. Little friend, be kind to kendo, and in a few years, there will be a place for you in the autumn rain. ”

Chuan Qiuyu knew that the reason why he could win the Spring Festival Sword Dao was mainly the recognition of the Bitter Sword Immortal, otherwise even if he had the great ability of Chuan Qiuyu, it would be impossible to defeat the Bitter Sword Immortal. Shicai he killed the young Xia Yingchun to be the only inheritance, this is really tempting, but here I think about it is a hook, if Chuan Qiuyu Shicai really started to end Ah Diao, I am afraid that there is no sword in this life.

The sky is clear and the earth is clear, the flat bottom is shaken three times, the bitter sword fairy turns into nothingness, and there is no trace, Chuan Qiuyu looks back, and Ah Diao is also gone.

The situation has changed, and the trial here is over.

When Chuan Qiuyu opened his eyes again, the five pines that were already on the top of Tianjing Mountain, Xia Yingchun on the side woke up early, looking at Chuan Qiuyu with a smile, he asked, "How?"

This sentence of "how" made Chuan Qiuyu stunned, didn't he go with him just now, didn't he remember what kind of scene it was?

"My master is embarrassed by you, asking you to kill me?" Xia Yingchun smiled and continued: "I can't remember the scene, if I can remember it, it's against the way of heaven, tell me quickly, the old man was handsome back then?"

Chuan Qiuyu was dumbfounded, unable to speak for a long time, and the figure of a Diao boy has been circling in his head, it is the shouting Ah Diao, the appearance of the tiger head and tiger brain is unforgettable, and then look at Xia Yingchun's humble and elegant appearance, it is really a bit of a string.

After a long time, Chuan Qiuyu said: "Handsome, it's just some..."

"What?" said Xia Yingchun urgently.

"It's a little silly. Chuan Qiuyu thought about it for a long time, and finally said this simple word.

Xia Yingchun didn't laugh angrily, and laughed very heartily: "Yes, the old man was a silly boy back then, and it was precisely because of his silly and righteous temperament that he won the master's appreciation... Don't talk about the old man, a few years later, if you think about this time, I'm afraid you are not as chic as the old man. ”

"Let's go, go home!"

"Sichuan Xiaoyou, since you have also obtained the inheritance of the family teacher, then you and I are also senior brothers, call you Senior Brother Chuan, you don't suffer. Xia Yingchun said to the beard.

Chuan Qiuyu picked up a cheap senior brother again... How could he still be unwilling: "Senior brother." ”

"Take your sheep intestines, turn them into 10,000 catties of giant swords, and ride the sword back to the source dynasty!"

Above the patio, the sky is full of red clouds. There are two giant swords in the xia, one is to look for, one is the sheep intestine, there is a person on each of them, standing in the wind, stepping on the sword to return to the source of the dynasty, very chic.

"By the way, Senior Brother Xia, you can pass me a few sets of swordsmanship, I have only swordsmanship but I don't know how to use it. ”

Xia Yingchun waved his sleeves and said straightly: "What's so difficult about this, there is a swordsmanship pavilion in the Qingcheng Gate, among which there are thousands of swordsmanship, I will take you to take a look."

Chuan Qiuyu's heart was happy, he had this good luck when he first came to Qingchengmen, and he picked up two senior brothers... Speaking of luck, he naturally thought of a woman, Shen Hanyan of the September Pavilion. She didn't see me in the September Pavilion, but said, "When the four sects gather, I hope I will shine, and then I will propose." Chuan Qiuyu said in his heart: "Hiss... She already knows that Sichuan Xiliang is Sichuan Qiuyu, is Xiaoling saying that she missed her mouth or Ye Qingmei is playing me, my Qingchou senior brother. ”

It's just true or not, when these four sects gather, he Chuan Qiuyu must be coming out, otherwise Ye Qingmei is afraid that he will not want to hand over his first woman to such a timid man.

[To be continued.] 】