Li Laohan is very polite, and everyone can only follow Li Laohan politely, after all, he doesn't want to lift the table, he must be able to get by on face, otherwise it will be difficult to say all this.

After taking the hat down and politely talking to everyone, the wrinkled old village chief turned around and looked at the boulder in front of him.

The bluestone stands upright, a few points higher than the wild goose tower, extremely thick, faintly making people feel a sense of fear.

The old village chief looked at it for a long time, then sighed and said to Li Laohan: "Let's start!"

"Good!"

Li Laohan answered, kicked his feet, and two big pits appeared on the ground in an instant.

And Li Laohan rose more than three feet into the air and landed on the huge bluestone.

The huge force provoked a burst of rubble, like a hidden weapon, which made people from all directions scramble for a while.

This is Liwei!

But what is this bluestone for?

The people of the rivers and lakes looked at each other, and they became more and more in awe of this legendary sword immortal descendant Li Jiacun.

The prestige is played, how Shaolin shocked the martial arts back then, it was not the invincible body of the ancestor of Bodhidharma.

Why Wudang is called Mount Tai Beidou is not a sloppy Taoist Zhang Sanfeng for more than 200 years.

Lijia Village has not existed for three hundred years, and although the legend of the invincible sword immortal in the world is still there, after all, it has dimmed a little with the years.

But as long as Lijiacun can shake the world again, then they can still become the existence of Shaolin Wudang general martial arts Taishan Beidou.

Because above the rivers and lakes, in the end, it is the fists that speak.

"Write!" The old village chief raised his head and looked at Li Laohan on the bluestone, but he just said such a word.

Write?

A group of people in the rivers and lakes raised their heads one after another.

What to write?

What to write?

I didn't see the boy above, what pen and ink he had taken or the blade he used for carving.

As if feeling everyone's doubts, Li Laohan jumped down from the huge bluestone and smashed into the bluestone with a fist, the strength condensed but did not disperse, and the bluestone was smashed out of a huge hole, but there was no crack in all sides of the hole.

This pit is not up or down, not left or right, just in the center of the whole bluestone, and divides the bluestone with more than three zhang into two parts.

Standing there is just enough to write up and down the square.

Li Laohan stretched out his hand and pressed his fingers on the bluestone, looking like he wanted to write with his fingers.

I'm afraid this isn't the body of King Kong!

A group of people looked at Li Laohan quietly, and the whole town seemed to be silent for a moment, and all the sounds were invisible.

At this time, the old village chief's voice sounded, with a hint of vicissitudes in his voice.

"Three hundred years ago, after Qinglian Sword Immortal Li Taibai, he returned to Lijia Village with his ancestors, but now and now, tranquility is difficult to exist, and the descendants of the Li family reappear in the rivers and lakes today, and repeat the ancestral training of my Li family once in a hundred years. ”

The old village chief was slow to pronounce words, but every word was clear.

As the old village chief's voice sounded, Li Laohan's fingers were also drawn on the bluestone, and the extremely hard boulder turned into powder little by little under the fresh fingers.

It fell under the bluestone in a splendid.

On the bluestone, the stone wall "squeaks", and Li Laohan's pen walks the dragon and snake.

Li Laohan has practiced calligraphy, and every year during the New Year, he and the old village chief inscribed, although his words are not wonderful, but they are still regarded as the posture of the Chinese.

However, at this point, the important thing is whether the written words look good or not?

The important thing is that the bluestone pen walks the dragon and snake.

Today, in Chengu Town, eight hundred chivalrous warriors from the rivers and lakes watched Li Laohan write what the old village chief said.

It also seemed that he saw the edge of the sword immortal that had not been seen in Lijia Village for three hundred years, and suddenly lit up at this moment.

"Today, there are jackals surrounded by enemies, although my Li clan has no desire to hurt people, and has the heart to slaughter the evil tiger. ”

The old village chief's heart, which has been almost erased by the years, seems to be re-dyed with the blood of the young man with the voice of these words.

It is becoming more and more sonorous and powerful, and it seems that it may start with the entire rivers and lakes at any time.

And the threat in the words became more and more intense.

"I hope everyone don't have to embarrass my Li family, otherwise above the rivers and lakes, the cold river will be lonely, and it will inevitably be a ghost screaming. ”

Speaking of the unjust ghosts, the old village chief suddenly paused and said in the direction of Huiyanlou:

"There are still fifty-seven guests in my Li family village, who came uninvited, they can be called thieves, and I ask their owners to return them. ”

This is...... This is a declaration of war against the Demon Cult!

The eyes of the people in the rivers and lakes lit up, and although they couldn't see the sword immortal left, they still didn't come to such a trip in vain.

"Good! good!"

"What a descendant of Qinglian, what an arrogant Li family!"

Back on the top of the wild goose tower, a wild laugh came out, so bold and atmospheric.

And the old village chief already had a sense of happiness and enmity at this time.

"I dare not boast of arrogance, the ancestors are happy to enmity and hatred, and my generation should follow the wishes of the ancestors. ”

Hearing this, the wild laughter above the Huiyan Tower became louder and louder.

If the wind is howling, the sleeves of the people's clothes will fly.

In Chen Gu Town, the people in the rivers and lakes felt that their qi and blood were surging, and their internal forces could not be used for a while, and they couldn't help but secretly say that something was wrong in their hearts.

But before returning to Yanlou, the two people from Lijia Village didn't change their expressions at all.

It was nearly a moment before the laughter slowly stopped, as if sensing that the people of Lijia Village did not react to the laughter at all.

"A good one from the wish of the ancestors, three hundred years ago, Qinglian Sword Immortal was invincible, how many swordsmen rose up with swords, and pushed the sword weapon to the top of the tide of the rivers and lakes, today, I will give it a try, how much ability is left in your Li family. ”

A black shadow rushed to the old village chief in a snap of his fingers.

It has already turned into an afterimage, but Li Laohan is faster.

"Boom!"

The energy shot violently, and the two of them left as soon as they touched it, and the black shadow retreated in an instant, but the whole person still couldn't see his face clearly.

And Li Laohan buried his legs in the earth.

The old village chief patted Li Laohan on the shoulder, and Li Laohan then pulled his feet out of the earth, and it seemed that nothing had happened.

"There is always ability, the ancestors are famous, and they dare not fall into it. ”

The old village chief's words were very polite, but there seemed to be a deeper meaning hidden in the politeness.

"If you have a heart, you can come to Lijia Village to have a look, this time the old man is just here to erect a monument, and the rest of the things are ignored. ”

"Thinking of leaving now?" the dark shadow laughed loudly, as if he felt that the two of them were a little naïve.

"It's late. ”

In the hoarse voice, the malice was no longer hidden.

And at this time, the people around the rivers and lakes also seemed to see who this was, this was the leader of the Demon Sect, the first in the world.

The strongest in three hundred years.

"It's not too late. ”

The old village chief smiled, he didn't have much other skills, but his ability to run could be regarded as the best in the world.

As the old village chief's voice fell, an old man and a young man disappeared into Chen Gu Town in an instant, and no one could see clearly how the two left.

The wind blew and was silent.