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"Who are you?"

The top of the mountain is full of green pines and ancient cypresses, I don't know how old they are, there are many ordinary men as thick ~ strong, at this time behind the tree I don't know when a little Taoist priest appeared, this little Taoist priest was wearing a Taoist robe that obviously did not match his body, and only half of his body was leaned out, but he happened to face Su Liu.

Su Liu's eyes swept away, but the little Taoist priest did not have timidity when he spoke, the pair of eyes were black and white, and his voice was also clearer and better, but it was not without vigilance.

These world-famous sword weapons were abandoned on the top of the mountain, but no one came to dig secretly, and the Master of the Hidden Sword was really on guard.

It's just that there is only such a little Taoist priest who guards these famous swords, which is too child's play.

Su Liu raised the coffin again and said calmly: "After the Xuanyin True Dao ~ enter the end of the study of Su Liu, please see the Master of the Tibetan Sword." ”

This sound was triggered by internal force, and the sound was like thunder, and for a while, it was not only the top of the mountain, but even between these peaks and valleys, it was full of magnificent echoes.

"Strange people."

The little Taoist priest stared at the wooden coffin on Su Liu's shoulder, and said strangely; "It turned out that I asked my grandfather for swords, and I don't know how many I have seen in the year since I came to ask for swords. It's just that no one has been here for a long time, and you are the only one carrying the coffin up the mountain. ”

Su Liu was slightly stunned and smiled: "Not bad." Ask the Master of the Sword in Tibet, dare to ask where the Master is now? ”

"Come with me, now I'm the number one sword keeper of Buried Sword Mountain."

The little Taoist nodded like a little adult, jumped out, and couldn't help but be excited with his quick footwork, pointing to the stone tablet and saying, "Oh, weird." When the time comes, you have to remember to bury your sword here, like them. ”

Su Liu's eyes were dull, and he paused lightly. Said: "Okay, there is a sword to be buried." ”

Gu Xian's beautiful eyes dimmed, squatted down~ body, and said, "Little Taoist." You~ Where is Grandpa? ”

"I'm not called a little Taoist. Call me the first sword keeper of Buried Sword Mountain! ”

The little Taoist priest with beautiful eyebrows wrinkled his nose in protest, and reminded Su Liu in a low voice: "Grandpa, others are in the valley, do you have to take this coffin with you, the road down the mountain is not easy to walk." ”

Su Liu had already smiled and said, "It's not in the way, the first sword keeper of the Buried Sword Mountain, please lead the way." ”

Seeing Su Liu's expression, the little Taoist priest spoke solemnly, obviously thinking that he really regarded himself as the "first sword keeper". The joy is palpable.

He put on the appearance of an adult, and his clothes were simple. Double-footed bast shoes, as if thinking about how difficult the journey down the mountain was, but the strange man carrying the coffin on the other side firmly refused, and couldn't help but stop talking, turned around and ran in the direction of the back of the mountain, thinking; It's really a big weirdo, I can't even walk on this mountain road, no matter what, kill his sharpness first, so as not to do it with grandpa, and make grandpa work a lot.

Thinking of this, the little Taoist priest's footsteps were also much brisker, he had grown up in the mountains, moving like a rabbit between the speeds, rushing fast like an ape, indescribably light, even Gu meticulous did not catch up with his light and swift steps.

This up and down the mountain, the general road, but two different feelings.

Going down the mountain, not much easier than going up the mountain, the little Taoist priest stuffed his head to the bottom of the valley, almost half the distance, and then brushed his sleeves that were a little wide for him, and when he looked back, he was stunned, on the steep hanging hillside, the strange man who carried the coffin in his heart was like walking on the ground, and as soon as he lifted his footsteps, he gently moved a distance of several zhang, landed steadily, his breath was even and long, and the corners of his mouth were still with an indifferent smile.

The little Taoist priest saw the two shallow whirlpools on Su Liu's cheeks, and his heart was shocked, one was in a trance, his steps were wrong, he stepped on an abrupt mountain rock, and almost lost his balance and fell. His heart sank, this rolled down on the mountain road, how miserable the end was He knew it, but he couldn't lose his proportion, he was trying to adjust his body balance in mid-air, but he felt that his body was like a cloud, flying, he didn't dare to open his eyes, and finally only felt that he was no longer moving, and thought that his life was whimpering, so he secretly glanced at it, and it turned out to be on the ground.

"Alas!"

Gu Xian sighed, the pearl of the old lady of the Gu family has been brocade clothes and jade food since she was a child, clothes come to open your mouth, food comes to stretch out your hand, when can you suffer such a sin, why bother.

"It's almost there, and you can see the waterfall."

The little Taoist priest unconsciously put down the heart hanging in his throat, wiped the sweat on both sides of his Taoist robe, but Su Liu grabbed the collar on the back of his neck, and he broke free a little shyly, but his voice was not vigilant.

The sound of rushing water stirred.

Su Liuji looked at it, and there was indeed a waterfall in front of him that came up from more than 100 zhang and fell on the crystal clear stream.

Under the waterfall sits a strange boulder more than a foot high, there is a waterfall here, the valley bottom tide ~ wet, the stone is also covered with moss, that a white-haired thin old man sits on the boulder.

This old man looks seventy or eighty years old, his eyes are closed and he looks a little solemn, just by the slightly rickety back, you can also see that he is a little old, but like this little Taoist priest, he is wearing a Taoist robe that is almost washed white, and there is a little water atomization bead on the tip of his hair, which is crystal shiny.

"Grandpa!"

As soon as the little Taoist priest saw the old man, he was like the little monkey seeing the king of the ape, and after a few happy strokes, he threw himself on the boulder and sat beside the old Taoist in a decent manner.

When Su Liu first saw the Venerable Master of the Tibetan Sword, he sat on the bluestone like this, and led the Howling Waterfall from the Nine Heavens with his back, and crashed down at the bottom of the stream, making a loud noise, and at the same time, the splashing foam also had the meaning of rolling up a thousand piles of snow.

The sky is high and the clouds are misty, and the waterfall is even more unknown, at this time, Su Liu only knew the true meaning of "flying down 3,000 feet, suspected to be the Milky Way falling nine days".

It's just that this majestic waterfall gives people a strange feeling that is not worth mentioning and is not surprising compared to this withered old man.

"After the younger generation of Xuanyin True Dao, he entered Suliu at the end of his school, and came to return to his body and return to the sword."

The old man who buried the sword mountain was the second little master of the earth list that Su Liu had ever seen, but that kind of indifferent and detached temperament was very similar to that of the Xuanyin Sect Venerable.

The Master of the Tibetan Sword listened to Su Liu's words, his body was not easy to notice a slight shock, and he didn't look at the coffin, but only looked sideways at Yinchuan hanging upside down, and said abruptly: "Are they all back?" ”

Gu Shen seemed to have been touched to a soft place in his heart, and pursed the corners of his mouth, which was a subtle but heavy arc.

Suliu said gently and calmly; "It's all back."

"Dragon"

The thin old man with the hidden sword groaned and muttered as if to himself, "What about Yunyi's sword? ”

Su Liu untied the dragon sword box on his back, and gently threw it in the air, the master of the Tibetan sword still looked at the dome Yinchuan, and did not turn his head, and shouted softly, "The sword is coming!" ”

The dragon sword hidden in the sword box actually groaned and threw it into his hand.

He returned to his hand to take the sword, the three-foot dragon, and the sword was already in his hand.

The Master of the Tibetan Sword touched the sword box in his arms, his movements were gentle, and the little Taoist priest who was usually sitting next to him seemed to understand what was going on, his eyes instantly turned a little red, but he couldn't believe it and asked: "Grandpa, what's wrong with my brother." ”

The old man held the sword in one hand, and gently stroked the top of the child's head with the other, and said, "Your brother is back." ”

He sighed; "The rules of the Buried Sword Mountain, if there is a disciple of the sect who has my sword intent, he must send this disciple down the mountain to test the sword, take the sword road in this world, and see how many kendo masters there are on the road ahead."

"How many changes can there be in a sword, at most it will be ten days and a half months of kung fu, and there are more than 1,000 disciples who have been buried by me in Sword Mountain, but only Yunyi can practice the sword I passed down wholeheartedly for nearly thirty years, and at that time, I dare not ask him to go down the mountain."

The little Taoist priest stared at the coffin with red eyes, and said, "Why, grandpa." ”

"Because his heart is already in turmoil, as long as his heart is disturbed, he can't step out of the last step of the last sword of this sect, and if he can't step out, he won't be able to see through the way of his own sword."

The little Taoist priest sat straight, as if he understood whether he understood or not: "I don't seem to understand." ”

The Master of the Hidden Sword smiled, "It's better to not understand now than not to understand later." The road of martial arts, the more realms there are, the more you find it difficult to advance, and it is difficult to have an epiphany, your brother is extremely qualified, can break through the delusion, and reached the peak of the day after tomorrow at the age of thirty, seeing the bridge between heaven and earth, but he has never been able to see himself clearly and break through the innate shackles. ”

"I told him before he went down the mountain, that the dragon is not out of its sheath, and the sword is not cut off, and he really didn't listen to me. It's okay not to enter the congenital, but once you enter the congenital, the foundation is unstable, the sword heart is unknown, and the catastrophe is coming, and it can be regarded as a worthy death. ”

Gu Shen couldn't help but ask, "Isn't it a pity?" ”

The old man with the hidden sword laughed and said, "Is it a pity? It's not a pity at all, little doll, you tell me, how did he die? ”

Su Liudao: "Qi Tiancheng, Yuedan Review, Seven Star Tianqi Building, Gu Yunyi and Yuanchen broke the shackles of heaven and earth at the same time, and stepped into the innate avenue, the two fought to the death, Gu Yunyi took Yuanchen with a sword, he himself died under Yuanchen's ruthless arrow, and then Yuanchen died under the dragon sword, and now Gu Yunyi is already here, and the dragon sword is also here." ”

"Good archery, killed me to bury the sword head of the sword mountain, good archery!"

The Master of the Tibetan Sword said silently: "Is it the arrow pointing at the great ~ law of the ruthless and unintentional vein?" ”

"Yes."

Su Liudao: "Yuanchen and Gu Yunyi, the two of them died together in the Seven Star Tianqi Building, and they also entered the Yuedan Review, and the Yingjie of the list of people was also among them. ”

"Yuedan Review, People List. Little doll, did you kill Yuanchen? ”

The Master of the Tibetan Sword sighed, lonely and lonely, and the Milky Way behind him practiced.

Su Liu raised his head slightly, his gaze slanted forward, and said calmly: "Yes, the younger generation also uses Yuanchen to obtain the Innate Dao." ”

The Master of the Tibetan Sword bowed his head and opened the sword box, flicked the dragon sword, and said, "Thank you for carrying the coffin back to the Sword Mountain, I know that Yunyi has done a lot of things wrong, but I didn't mess with you as a friend." (To be continued.) )