Chapter 137: The Lonely Lamp

The red and black stripes swallowed the snake letter, and the forked scarlet tongue tip was in the essence that had been extracted. I clicked on the liquid, and Liu Yi was a little uncomfortable and disgusting. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Then, the red and black sky completely came out of the crow steward's sleeve, the body length was about two meters, the body was as slender as chopsticks, and the proportions looked seriously incongruous.

"It seems that there is a clue, follow the red and black bars, you should be able to find the person who played the Gu." Steward Raven said.

"Okay." Miao Hongtao nodded, waved his hand, and motioned for the guards to follow the red and black stripes together.

"Are you going along?" Liu Yi walked up to Min Ni and asked.

The tears in the corners of Min Ni's eyes haven't dried up yet, maybe she cried again just now.

"If you don't go, I'm afraid I'll be a burden to you." Min Ni said, looking a little self-aware.

"Then you go back to Dongfeng Pavilion first and wait for news, I will bring the murderer back." Liu Yi nodded, this Min Ni seems to have at least not lost his mind, and the cultivation he has gained from playing the piano for so many years is still excellent.

"Well, thank you." Min Ni wiped away the remaining tears herself.

"Thanks? Thank you, the murderer hasn't been caught yet. ”

"Thank you for putting the quilt on your child." Min Ni said.

Liu Yi was stunned for a moment, it was just his own unintentional move, because he couldn't get used to seeing the corpse exposed like this, but he didn't expect it to be all remembered in Min Ni's eyes.

Liu Yi shrugged his shoulders and said, "No thanks, let's go." ”

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"Master, then who cut out this cliffless mountain with a sword?" The pigtail visualized in his heart the entire appearance of Wuya Mountain, which was indeed very similar to the coffin, and the four walls were flat, and those swords must be very extraordinary.

"Good grandson, you've finally got the point!" The old man said with a smile, so happy that he forgot the rules he had set, and he had to call him Master outside. But now he called out his good grandson.

"Grandpa, why did you forget to add the word 'Zeng'? I am your great-grandson, and my son is your grandson. The pigtail corrected.

"It's okay, it's all my juniors anyway, I'll just call it smooth." The old man waved his hand absently.

"Then I'm not the same generation as my father." The pigtail muttered helplessly.

"Hey, hey. This cliffless mountain was cut out for the sword immortal. The old man didn't dwell on this problem, and smiled.

Then he immediately added: "It's okay to call him the Sword Emperor, but he does have the ability of that immortal." ”

"Sword Immortal? Grandpa, the sword immortal is an immortal? You're bragging to me again, aren't you? The pigtail squinted at his unserious grandfather, and always liked to tell him stories about immortals, which sounded lifelike, and at the end he had to add: In fact, I made it all up blindly.

The momentum of the pigtail looking up at the demeanor of the immortals back then would always be extinguished by the old man pouring a basin of cold water.

"Your grandfather, I'm really not bragging this time, that person is indeed a sword immortal, and my grandfather still knows him!" The old man's face was proud.

The pigtail looked at his grandfather suspiciously, he did not call himself master or grandfather this time, but used the right title and called himself grandfather, which shows that this matter is true nine times out of ten.

Because of his grandfather, every time he is solemn, he can use the right name.

"I don't believe it, if Grandpa you know that sword immortal, then he has already gone to heaven, why don't you go to heaven?"

The pigtail means that the sword immortals have all become immortals, as a person of the same generation as the sword immortal, why didn't his grandfather become an immortal?

"Bah, how can the kid talk, your grandfather and I have a long life! What goes to heaven and does not go to heaven, the immortals are called crossing the tribulation and ascending. The old man said angrily.

"Besides, who told you that Grandpa and I are the same generation as that Sword Immortal?" The old man continued, his face a little strange.

"It turns out that the sword immortal is also the predecessor of my grandfather." The pigtails were confused.

The first layer of doubt was because of why his grandfather's face was strange.

The second layer of doubt is because of how did his grandfather know the Sword Immortal? It's not easy for a junior to get to know that kind of big person, probably because of their family's face, right? Otherwise, how could the sword immortal take care of this unserious grandfather?

"That's wrong, grandpa is the predecessor of that sword immortal, your grandpa and I...... 10,000 years older than him. The old man's face was even more strange and a little ugly.

"What? Grandpa, you ......" The pigtail's face also became strange.

In the end, he added coldly, and said: "Grandpa, you can't do it, you haven't been able to become an immortal for 10,000 years earlier, but you have surpassed a junior in others." ”

"How does the little cub speak? That person's qualifications are almost the same in ancient and modern times, although your grandfather and I are not bad, but after all, we can't compare to that person. ”

The old man sighed, the qualifications of that sword immortal can indeed surpass the eternals, less than three hundred years old, he will reach the top of the emperor's road, who can compare?

It's ridiculous to say that the understanding between the old man and the sword immortal is completely derived from a guide. And it is not the old man who guides the junior of the Sword Immortal, but the rising star who guides the old man.

At that time, the old man asked a few questions that almost all kendo masters would ask: Which sword can kill the most? Which Dao is the best for sword cultivation?

At that time, the sword immortal who had just been honored did not answer which sword or which way it was.

Just said: One sword kills, if you don't kill, I will kill.

Then the sword immortal floated away, and the old man was surprised to find that pinned to the sword immortal's waist was a rusty and broken ancient sword.

One sword kills, if you don't kill, I'll kill!

The old man pondered this sentence repeatedly, and then laughed.

The important thing is not the sword, the way, but the man!

If you don't have an invincible sword heart, what if you are given the first sword in the world? How about giving you the world's first swordsmanship?

A coward with a sword in his hand is no match for an unarmed brave.

"Then this sword immortal, why do you want to flatten this cliffless mountain?" Pigtail then asked.

"Everything in the world, after all, can't match a love word. Think about how elegant the sword fairy was back then? The sword is pointed at, and no one picks up the edge. It can really be said that it is avoided by the sword immortal demon, and it is too late to escape, how can you have the intention of resisting? ”

"What a pity, alas...... A good birth sword has finally turned into a love sword, which not only hurts others, but also hurts oneself. ”

The old man sighed, although the sword immortal was younger than him, I don't know how many times, but he still admired and respected the sword immortal in his heart, after all, the strong are respected.

"His lover died? Then he wanted to bury his lover in the Cliffless Mountain, so that the innate dragon qi would nourish the body and never decay? "The pigtail guessed eight or nine.

The old man nodded, and once again praised his great-grandson for his cleverness.

"Then now there is a woman buried in this cliffless mountain?"

The pigtail was a little curious, what kind of beautiful woman made the sword fairy so attentive, and turned from a birth sword to a love sword.

The old man shook his head and said, "It's still empty, and the sword fairy couldn't bury his beloved in it." ”

"Why? It's all cut into coffins, why aren't they buried? Pigtail asked, puzzled.

"Originally, there was no dragon descending Arhat temple on the mountain, it seems that the dragon descending Arhat felt that if the place where he used to sit became a coffin, wouldn't it be very unlucky, so he came down and fought with the sword immortal, and in the end, it was over."

The old man said in a tone of uncertainty, because this was really a rumor.

"Is the Sword Immortal powerful or the Arhat powerful? Didn't you decide the winner? Pigtails asked.

"Probably not, it's all said that it's over."

"Okay."

The old man plucked a white hair from his own hair and murmured, "Man, you will grow old and die after all." Immortals, aren't they human? I'm going to die. ”

The sword immortal back then, after all, was a lonely lamp, without the protection of the four walls, no matter how big the fire was, it would be extinguished by the wind and the rain.

"Good boy, let's go, I'll take you to grab some good things for the teacher." The old man appeared next to the pigtail in a flash, and his right hand grabbed the pigtail and flew up.

"Grandpa, what are you going to rob?" The sound of the pigtails was blown to pieces by the howling wind.

"You said you called me Master outside!" The old man gave the pigtail a furious shudder and hit him on the top of the head and in the heart.

"Got it, Master!" The pigtail was angry and aggrieved, and bit the word "master" very hard.

I'm eighteen years old, how can I still be treated like a child, let some beauties see it, what a loss of points!

"This thing, if you can grab it, you can grab it, and if you can't grab it, forget it, just let it be. We are inspiring the family, the luck is still good, the killing is less, the favor of God, no matter how big the wind and rain, we just hide and hide. ”

The old man said a little open-mindedly, a heart is more ordinary, they encourage their family, and never fight with others.

In the desert, a teenager holds a knife in one hand, resisting the tremendous pressure above his head. Above him, wisps of breath escaped, and there was an old man who was using his powerful coercion to temper the young man.

The adults of the family told him that they were going to take him to get something, and he came with him.

On the other side, the High Bear Sage met his father, the High Bear Sage.

"This road, if you can't go through, one Buddha is already merciful to God, and there will be no second one." The High Bear Sage didn't turn around, only revealing his broad back.

"So what? Father, won't you take me to rob it? Isn't it useful to you? Gao Xiong Xiaosheng frowned.

"Alas......" The High Bear Sage sighed, waved his sleeves, rolled up the High Bear Sage and left the place.

The corners of Gao Xiong Xiaosheng's mouth rose slightly, he knew that his father was also tempted.

In a certain secret place, a middle-aged man opened his eyes, looked at a young man who was meditating below, and said, "Your dog seems to be a little alarmed." ”

The young man also opened his eyes and said, "So what? Solve some miscellaneous fish first, and save it when the time comes. ”