Chapter 417: One Person, One Sword, Enough!

"Eh, watching the sunrise from the top of Mount Tai?"

Yi Lin's beautiful eyes widened, and the absurdity in her heart suddenly turned into sweetness, but this sweetness and the sourness in her heart were intertwined, which made her even more uncomfortable.

Su Liu saw her stunned and cute appearance, and said gently: "What's the matter, Mount Tai Jade Emperor looks at the sunrise from the top of the peak, it is a wonder that no famous mountain can compare." ”

This is true, why did the peak of the sun view get its name? It is also in this "Riguan" two words, I don't know which literati and ink scholars drank and sang on the top of this Riguan Peak, and then had this name.

As he spoke, he had already walked out of the pavilion courtyard and said to the two disciples of the Taishan Sect standing on the side of the door: "If there is Master Fang Zheng and others coming, I will say that I will sit and wait at the top of Riguan Peak." ”

The two disciples were slightly stunned, but finally bowed down and nodded in agreement, "Yes!" ”

Su Liu sat on the top of the peak of the sun before, has been three days, these three days, the sun sets above the head, overlooking the people coming and going.

He had a sense of detachment in his heart, just sitting like this, pondering how Dai Zongfu could do this sword, this move was the real sword of foreknowledge, in this sword, the change of moves could be completely discarded, as long as the enemy's vital weakness was taken, it was a sword that made ten thousand swords kneeling.

Knowing beforehand, how insignificant, how vast, this pursues a little immortal aura in nature.

Since then, the sword has been passed down for several generations from the Taishan faction, but no one can get this sword, and it is not until Su Liufang can get a glimpse of the doorway.

"It turns out that the sunrise seen from the top of Mount Tai is really beautiful."

After staying quietly for a long time, Yilin looked at the rising sun from the east stupidly. Some red, some gentle light, fell on Suliu's side face. The white jade-like skin reflected a little red, but I didn't know whether she was watching the sun or people.

"Uncle Su."

Yi Lin suddenly became preoccupied again, her eyebrows furrowed, and she hesitated.

Su Liu's eyes were closed, and he didn't use his eyes to see such a beautiful scenery. said, "What's the matter, Master Yilin's nephew." ”

"Still. Let's go, me. I"

In fact, at this time, Yi Lin thought that Master Fang Zheng and others were going to come to embarrass Su Liu. Her heart was already a mess, no matter how much she comforted, no matter how beautiful the sunlight was, she still felt uncomfortable. Uncle Su Liu obviously didn't do anything wrong. Why do those righteous heroes still come to embarrass Su Liu.

Su Liu tilted his head slightly, patted her fragrant shoulder gently, and was a little indulged in the bloody sunlight, and said, "Master Yilin, do you still remember the Qiao Feng Qiao Daxia we talked about in Luoshui at that time." ”

Su Liu just patted it gently, but there was an internal force that was peaceful and positive, very similar to Buddhism, into Yilin's body, and the true qi flowed slightly, which helped her concentrate and concentrate. Although the Yijin Sutra that Su Liu's looting from Luding is only a fragmented Yijin Sutra. Most of the methods for practicing qi and qi are missing, but after all, it is also a Dharma miracle. Passed on from the immortal-like characters, infected by the very, can invisibly help people abandon distracting thoughts and concentrate on keeping one.

Yi Lin also learned from Su Liu, sat down on a boulder beside him, and said softly: "Uncle Su said that Qiao Daxia is the first-class hero in the world." ”

The soft sunlight shone on her face, and there was a hazy glow like a goddess.

Su Liu nodded nostalgically and said: "Qiao Feng is Qiao Feng, do it with him, it is from the heart, I don't know how refreshing, his personality, compared to the righteous heroes who still have power struggles here, is really a well-deserved hero." ”

Even if it is the White Dao magnate Master Fang Zheng and others in the smiling arrogance, who can say that he is truly selfless and compassionate for the common people in the world?

If he is really so jealous and hateful, why has there never been a demon eradication conference, and the Wuyue Sword Sect is fighting against the Demon Sect, why has he never been seen?

In other words, if Master Fang Zheng was really dead-hearted, he was afraid that he would have died in the hands of Dongfang Undefeated. As for Yue Buqun, the thoughts in his heart were more obvious, Glory Huashan, for this supreme glory, some things that break through the bottom line can also be done, with such a drive, it is very sad to let a real gentleman fall into the abyss!

The world is like a chess game. In the past, Su Liu's smile was arrogant, and this one of the rivers and lakes was the chessboard of the Shaolin Wudang Wuyue Sword Sect and the Demon Sect, and the three parties sat down, just waiting for the chess players of the Wuyue Sword Sect to enter, but it was a pity that now this person who respects Wuyue alone can only have one.

The only one in charge of the fate of the world's martial arts is Su Liu.

But at this time, Yilin seemed to hear something wrong, the hero Qiao in his memory, but what about the hero in the last years of the Northern Song Dynasty, why did Uncle Su do something with him? It's something she can't figure out.

The drizzle behind the tree said coldly: "Hmph! I don't know where I'm going to provoke the girl again. ”

Su Liu coughed slightly, his thoughts fluttered, and he remembered the wild rose that lived in the hollow valley, didn't he provoke it?

"Su Shi."

Lin Pingzhi also came, but he didn't dare to sit by Su Liu's side as casually as drizzle, and only stood with his hands hanging down beside Su Liu.

Su Liu nodded, and said: "This game at the top of Mount Tai will end soon, although the Taishan faction is big, although the name of the Wuyue Sole Honor is loud, but none of the disciples have seen it after all, how many disciples have you brought from the Purple Killing Sword Hall?" ”

"In the past three years, in addition to going to Qingcheng Mountain to kill Yu Cang, I have also received hundreds of orphans who are quite rooted but homeless all over Fujian, and according to Master Su's instructions, they have each awarded martial arts, and now these disciples of the Sword Hall also have some means, come, they have all come to see the ancestor of the Sword Hall."

"I've seen Master Zu!"

Su Liu laughed and laughed, he was only twenty years old, and he actually became a patriarch, if this can be said in the main world, then he is a first-class person of the sect master.

Drizzle glanced at it, but sneered: "These children, it seems that they are still well-established, but they can't be trained, but their murderous spirit is still a little insufficient." "She was born in the Blackstone Organization, and she is the number one killer among them, her heart is like iron, and her hands are like red practice, if she hadn't met Su Liu and restrained her killing intent, there might be how many more people would die in the world.

Su Liu nodded and said: "The Purple Killing Sword Hall is different from the Dark Killer, everything is like this, there is yin and yang, and it can be just right. "

"Amitabha!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of endless kindness behind him, but who was it if he wasn't the master of Fang Zheng?

Naturally, Master Fang Zheng is not a unique master, his footsteps are complicated, there are not more than a dozen, his steps are light and fast, and he is a first-class light skill.

Those who come are not good and those who are good do not come, Su Liu had already known and foreseen this situation, so he dispersed the disciples of the Taishan faction, and even the Tianmen Dao people did not bring them.

Su Liu stood alone in the middle of this whirlpool, watching him rise and fall, and the tide of anger rose wildly.

As long as you are alone, a sword, it is enough. (To be continued.) )