Yunmeng Mountain and Gu Ling Mountain are real leaders, but Gu Ling is a Taoist who is ignorant of the world, and Yunmeng is a famous figure in the world.

Now I know that Zhao Qi's cheap master is actually Mr. Guigu of the Zongheng faction, and Mr. Guigu Wang Chan is like thunder to the world.

Zhao Qi is a little ignorant, that Guiguzi is a person hundreds of years ago, even if he can live, he can't live today, right?

Later, I learned that this ghost valley is not the other ghost valley, and this ghost valley is just like the head of Taoism.

It turns out that there is an unwritten rule for this vertical and horizontal faction, since the Guiguzi Wang Xu, the vertical and horizontal faction only accepts two apprentices in each life, and after being born, they compete with each other by their own ability, and if they lose, they will be worn in the dust of history, and if they win, they will enter Yunmeng Mountain to be Mr. Guigu, there is no doubt that the cheap master Wang Chan of the little marquis is the current Mr. Guigu of this Zongheng faction.

If you feel that there is only one Mr. Guigu in the Yunmeng Zongheng faction, it is a big mistake, although the Zongheng faction can only leave one person in each life, but there are some old antiques who are very hard, the apprentices of the apprentices have already done Mr. Guigu, but they are still hanging on to the breath and not die, it is difficult to say whether the master of Wang Chan is still alive on the mountain, this is the real scary place of the Zongheng faction, if there are five people on the mountain, two out of Mr. Guigu, then the remaining three must be old monsters, either super first-class or top masters, Who can afford to provoke such a vertical and horizontal?

It's not that no one has ever looked for the bad luck of the vertical and horizontal, it is said that there was once a swordsman who could be ranked on the list of masters in the world once set foot on Yunmeng to find a field for his apprentices, the swordsman knife technique was weird, but it was inseparable from Mr. Guigu at that time, who knew that a white-haired old man came out of the mountain behind that, with his finger as a sword, a move to retreat the enemy, is to leave a nursery rhyme of "the old fairy in Yunmeng Mountain".

Even if he is the swordsman in Xianyang City who is known as the number one in the world, he can only fight with him. With just this sword, the Zongheng faction has become the most mysterious family in the world, and ordinary people are even more afraid, and those who don't have two brushes dare not go around Yunmeng Mountain, for fear of disturbing which old immortal in retreat.

Yunmeng Mountain has no one to walk all year round, and even the road has disappeared, and there is only one road that is not a road.

This year, Zhao Qi raised a sword in the twilight to climb the clouds.

After entering the vertical and horizontal, he is no longer a prince and general, and he is no longer a young master in the eyes of the world, he has become a disciple of Mr. Guigu, and he is destined to be famous all over the world.

Mr. Guigu does not live in the same place as he imagined, there are only four or five thatched huts, and the mountain is not as old as the people under the mountain say, but overgrown with weeds, it may be that those old immortals are in retreat, anyway, after Zhao Qi went up the mountain, there were only Wang Chan, Wei Yan and him and the four horsemen who came out of Zhao's mansion on this mountain.

After going up the mountain, Zhao Qi was arranged by Wang Chan in the wooden house on the edge of the mountain waterfall, Zhao Qi had no complaints about this, although this wooden house was seriously leaking, but compared to the thatched house where Wang Chan and Wei Yan lived, it was already more than one grade higher.

The horseman surnamed Liu who followed Zhao was also arranged in a thatched hut not far away in order to take care of the little marquis's daily life.

At this time, Zhao Qi sat face to face with his master Wang Chan.

Wang Chan has always been a kind old man, he couldn't take his eyes off this disciple who had just entered his door, the more he looked at it, the more he was pleased, Zhao Qi was a little hairy, he didn't look at the old man, don't look at the furnishings in the house.

The old man looked at it for a long time before retracting his gaze and said to Zhao Qi: "The sword moves in this world are varied, but the swordsmanship is divided into two kinds, the sword in the hand and the sword from the hand, the difficulty is comparable, and there is no distinction between high and low, just on the future achievements, but also depends on the ability of the person who makes the sword, the old man has never liked to leave the sword, he thinks it is a side door, but he is not too disgusted, after all, the sword from the hand is good, and it can also win the world, such as Qi Xuanzhen of the Heavenly Master Mansion of Sumen Mountain, is to make the sword from the hand, if you insist on learning, the old man does not object, It's just a matter of both. ”

Zhao Qi listened to the clouds, the old man only said that there were two kinds of swordsmanship, he had indeed never heard of this kind of saying, if it was according to the old man's meaning, he used to practice swords, and it belonged to one of them? Zhao Qi had many doubts in his heart, but he still patiently asked, "What is the difference between the two?"

The old man said angrily: "The sword in the hand is the swordsmanship often practiced by swordsmen all over the world, and it is also the swordsmanship practiced by the apprentice when he was in the Hou Mansion.

Zhao Qi was stunned, frowned and asked, "Isn't that the sword more advantageous?" Why did Master Fang Cai say that the two were not superior? ”

"No, no, no." Wang Chan shook his head, "For those who have just started to practice swords, the sword from the hand may have some advantages, if you enter the door, the gap between the two is very small, if you are lucky enough to enter the realm of sword immortals, there is no difference between the sword in your hand and the sword from your hand, it is the sword in your hand, and you can also fly with the sword." ”

Zhao was stunned at first, and then said in surprise: "Could it be that there are really people who fly with the sword in this world?"

Wang Chan smiled: "Since the sword can fly without the hand, then why can't there be a person who flies with the sword?"

Zhao Qi's heart was shocked.

After a moment, Zhao Qi suddenly remembered what the old immortal of Yunmeng Mountain had said, so he asked Wang Chan: "Does Yunmeng Mountain really have a sword to repel the old-timers of the super-first-class masters?"

Wang Chan shook his head.

Zhao Qi breathed a sigh of relief, if there is really such a powerful character in the world, then won't the so-called top ten masters in the world become a joke?

But I only heard the old man mutter, "It's a finger."

Zhao Qi stood on the spot-

After the old man Wang Chan left, Zhao Qi cleaned up the wooden house at will, the night was already dark, but he didn't feel sleepy, it wasn't that he didn't want to sleep, but he suddenly changed places, and he couldn't get used to it. Coupled with the sound of waterfalls all over the house, let alone thinking about falling asleep, he somewhat slandered Wang Chan for arranging him in this room.

Zhao Qi picked up the sword brought out from the Houfu from the wooden table and looked at it carefully, although the sword called "Hao Cao" failed to enter the top ten famous swords in the world, but it was also from the hands of the sword casting master, it is said that it was the collection of the Yue King Goujian a long time ago, but it is unknown why it fell into the Zhao family later, some people rumored that the real Yue Wang Goujian sword fell into the Zhao family - Chunjun, but the rumors in the rivers and lakes are not credible, and later the ancestors of the Zhao family personally stood up to refute the rumors, and this statement was gradually suppressed.

Zhao Qi took the sword out of the wooden house, walked to the waterfall, looked at the bottomless waterhole under the waterfall in the night, drew his sword and slashed towards the waterfall lightly.

The moment the hilt touched the waterfall, it seemed to bear a great impact, and it actually hit the sword obliquely, causing Zhao Qi to stumble under his feet, and limit him from falling off the cliff.

Zhao Qi withdrew his arm, looked at the sword blade shining in the moonlight, and looked at the flying water straight down the waterfall with palpitations, he didn't expect the water flow of this waterfall to be so turbulent, if he practiced the sword against this water, he was afraid that he would not want to become stronger, Zhao Qi suddenly wondered why Wang Chan wanted to arrange his residence here, and wanted to come to Wei Yan when he first arrived, he also lived here.

With a move in his mind, Zhao Qi held the sword in his backhand, took off with his left foot, jumped off the cliff lightly, and landed steadily on a boulder in the pool, and then looked at the waterfall that was close at hand, and rushed forward with his legs in a lunge, and got under the waterfall.

He stood on an exceptionally bright stone that had been washed by a waterfall for many years, and raised his sword under great pressure.

After playing the moves in the "Snake Dance Sword Technique" that he had learned before from beginning to end, Zhao Qi felt tired, but the sword moves were even more powerful.

This "Snake Dance Sword Technique" is not a superior swordsmanship, but it is unpredictable, very ingenious, just in line with the appetite of the little marquis, when practicing this swordsmanship, it is to think of one more way to save his life, although this swordsmanship is slightly inferior to the enemy, but it is better than the sword moves are varied, and it is impossible to prevent it.

When he was young, Zhao Qi used this set of swordsmanship to defeat many young leaders in the northern part of the Chu State, and he really tried it repeatedly.

After going through the "Snake Dance Sword Technique", Zhao Qi felt full of energy, so he passed the sword technique he had learned. Half an hour later, Zhao Qi finally couldn't support it, his feet were weak, and he fell into the pool.

Zhao Qi swam to the shore, exhausted lying in the grass panting, this waterfall under the sword practice really has a lot of benefits, when practicing the sword under the pressure of a great pressure, after practicing the sword is relaxed, fluttering like a fairy.

Lying on the grass and looking at the full moon in the sky, Zhao Qi ran away from the clouds.

was almost killed by Xu Hu back then, if it weren't for his personal guard blocking it with his body, I am afraid that there would be no more Zhao Qi in the world.

Zhao Qi still remembers the appearance of the guard, not so much that he is Zhao Qi's guard, but that he is his partner, which is the kind of person that every prince's brother has by his side, and he has been arranged by their side since he was a child. At the last moment, he put his life on the line for his master.

The funny thing is that it wasn't until he saw him die in front of his eyes that Zhao Qi knew that the boy who had played with him since he was a child was a master. It was also then that he learned that the boy who loved to laugh was the dead man arranged by his father to be by his side.

He is really a master, and he can rush to the little marquis at such a distance to block a knife for the little marquis.

Such a master should not be.

On that day, the little Hou Ye cried heartbreakingly, and the Hou Ye just ordered his subordinates to cremate the corpse, and did not say a word about Xu Hu's lies.

Zhao Qi was disheartened, and threw the sword that had been in his hand for nearly ten years into the artificial lake in the back mountain, which became the largest sword in Bengbu City.

He was afraid of Xu Hu, he was afraid of death.

……

The weather was getting colder, Zhao Qi shivered, and the coachman surnamed Liu appeared at the right time, and after the young master stood up, he draped the robe in his hand on the young master.

Zhao Qi turned around and looked at the bearded coachman, and asked unprecedentedly: "Lao Liu, are you a master?"

Lao Liu was a little squirming, and he held it for a long time before he nodded shyly.

The little marquis smiled and asked, "How tall?"

Lao Liu didn't know how to express it, stretched out his hand and gestured on the top of the young master's head, and then seemed to feel a little too much, and lowered his hand.

The little marquis laughed wildly.

Zhao Qi naturally didn't believe Lao Liu, if this old man was really a master, wouldn't there be more masters in the world? If he is really a master, will he grovel to Zhao Fu as a groom? To be a servant to the little marquis?