Jianghu, what is it?

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

The waves are together, and the world knows it.

When the two disciples of the Wuji Dao Gate saw that after the Demon Gate entered the village, only one of them escaped, the news could not be stopped.

Of course, Li Chunqiu can stop this news, but there is no need, he needs to make Lijiacun the focus of this world.

And that's exactly what he was looking forward to.

Heaven and earth are chess, and all beings are children.

And Lijia Village is where he started, and all the stories will be born here, from his hands under the curtain behind the scenes.

The news is like an ink drop falling into the water, which spreads throughout the rivers and lakes in an instant, making the originally turbid rivers and lakes even more confusing.

The news of the Qinglian Sword Immortal three hundred years ago appeared in the Chang'an Taoist Temple, and the Demon Sect found the village of the descendants of the Li family, but in the end, no one left the village.

This news made the whole rivers and lakes boil, and some insiders said that the former founder of the Demon Sect was Gao Lishi, which caused a thousand waves.

A grievance that has spread for 300 years and nearly 10 generations, where is there such a big drama.

How can you not come and see this kind of excitement?

The waves of the rivers and lakes move from the wind and flow from the water.

The news of the Sword Immortal, which has not been seen for three hundred years, shocked the world as soon as it was born, and Lijia Village, which is destined to be the center of everything.

Jizhou, where Lijia Village is located, in the north, the inn in Chengu Town has been full in only three or five days.

On the rivers and lakes, the top sects such as Shaolin Wudang and the Demon Sect, such as Emei and Hongmen, have come one after another.

There are countless three teachings and nine streams.

In Kyushu, there is never a mistake that people like to join in the fun.

Everyone was not in a hurry to contact Na Lijia Village, but waited for the number one in the world, the Demon Sect Master, in this Chen Gu Town.

As the real pinnacle of the world, one of the leaders of the three supreme sects, what will he do with Lijiacun?

How will the grudge between this Demon Sect and the Qinglian Sword Immortal spread for three hundred years end?

Everyone wants to know.

In the town of Chen Gu, there is a lot of people, and an old man with a hat walks in the middle of the street, he himself is unremarkable, he really looks like an old farmer who cultivates the land.

However, behind the old man, there stood a young man who looked to be in his twenties, his skin was so white that he could pinch out water, but he was carrying a huge stone on his back.

It is more than three zhang high, and the ground is also one zhang long and half a zhang wide.

It looked like he weighed hundreds of thousands of pounds, but he just raised his hands above his head as if he was not tired.

If it weren't for the fact that every time his feet rose and fell, he would step on two huge potholes in the already hardened road, no one would have dared to believe that the man was actually carrying such a heavy rock.

The young man followed behind the old man, making it clear that this old man was the real master.

All eyes on both sides of the street were focused on the old man, and the old man could only smile, showing a shy smile.

In Chen Gu Town, on the road in the center, there were deep pits, but no one came up to ask.

The crowd just watched as the old man and the young man walked towards the center of Chen Gu Town, and the footprints gradually became longer.

After the old man and the young disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, there was a disciple of the Jiangdong Divine Fist Invincible Divine Fist Sect, swallowed his saliva, and said:

"They came from the direction of Lijia Village. ”

There is only one place in Chengu Town, but the road to the west only goes to one place - Lijia Village.

When a group of martial arts colleagues heard this, they couldn't help but glance at each other, no wonder only one person walked out of Lijia Village that day, as far as the young man's strength is concerned, he is afraid that he will die if he touches it, and he will be injured if he rubs it.

Those who have good deeds picked up the iron rod with their eyebrows, turned over and smashed it on the ground, it was only a hole the size of a fist, but the holes that the young man stepped on were each nearly two feet deep.

Everyone looked at the direction in which the figure disappeared, and secretly said in their hearts:

I don't know how to practice this kung fu.

In the center of Chen Gu Town, there is Hui Yan Tower, which is one of the few good inns in Chen Gu Town.

At this time, above the second floor, before the first floor, it was full of people from the rivers and lakes, who quietly looked at the old and young in front of them, and walked to the door of the inn.

But no one dared to step forward to stop them, everyone had a scale in their hearts, and looking at the huge mountain stone lifted in the young man's hand, everyone thought that they would never be able to lift it.

So, they just watched, and they wanted to know what the old and the young in front of them wanted to do.

Looking at the excitement, they are not afraid of big things, they did not provoke this Li family village, and naturally they are not afraid of big things in this Li family village, after all, eighty percent of Li family villages are coming for the demon sect.

Under the Huiyan Tower, the two disciples of the Wuji Dao Sect were also here, watching quietly, they knew this person, this person was the old man who carried the bluestone that day, but the bluestone he carried today was bigger.

At this time, the two of them were really glad that they didn't forcibly ask for the legacy of the Qinglian Sword Immortal, otherwise...... I can't say, they are the ones who are left in Lijia Village now.

The old man with the hat walked to the front of the Hui Yan Tower and then stopped, turned in the direction of the Hui Yan Tower, arched his already rickety body and said:

"Old man, the head of Lijia Village, Li Mubai. ”

Straight to the point, although the old man's figure is rickety, but above the rivers and lakes, who can underestimate him in front of him.

The old village chief raised his head and straightened his body as straight as possible, after all, according to Mr. Li's words, they were here to find a scene, so they naturally had to be tougher.

Otherwise, how can you face the four big words of happiness and enmity?

"This time, I was afraid that someone would not find the person he lost, so the old man took someone to make a stone tablet here, and spread the word that everyone should drink tea and eat when they should eat, regardless of the old man. ”

The old village chief said happily, but people didn't dare to underestimate him, because this person looked like an ordinary person anyway, but the village chief of Lijia Village would be an ordinary person?

Could it be that the first seat of the Damo Academy can be an ordinary person?

"Li Laohan!" After the polite words were finished, salute first and then soldiers, now it's time to show off your muscles.

As the old village chief's voice sounded, the huge bluestone rose into the air and fell to the ground under the big hand of Li Laohan.

"Boom!"

Even on the second floor of the Huiyan Tower, everyone can feel the shaking of the earth.

This is in Liwei!

Everyone knew what Lijia Village was going to do, but everyone didn't speak.

The big fist is not for them to see, why should they be afraid, it's just that they won't mess with this big fist.

The sand fell, and the old village chief arched his hand to the surrounding people again:

"I'm sorry, everyone, please Haihan. ”

The few people who were close couldn't help but jump their eyelids, looked at the bluestone that was taller than the three of them, and then looked at the old village chief, and smiled kindly.

I can only Haihan.

After all, no matter how big the face is, it can't be bigger than hundreds of thousands of catties of boulders.

As long as your fist is big enough, I will definitely sell you face.