Listening to the silver little Taoist with a sugar lotus root stuffed in his mouth, he said the words "ninth in the world" indistinctly.

Xiao asked out loud and asked, "Who is the top eight in the world?" ”

The silver little Taoist swallowed the sugar lotus in his mouth with his cheeks bulging, and said, "You haven't heard the eight unique poems in the world. ”

"Tell me about it. Xiao asked and groaned.

"Jian Tian doesn't know the blue sky, and the moon is cold. The god monarch woke up to Taiyi Mountain, drunk and lying in the east of the sky and riding a blue ape. A hundred battles of yellow sand asked the way of heaven, and the sky rose on the dark snow mountain. The young man who does not move to worship the moon, Tianjiao's daughter is red. The silver little Taoist said, and his mouth was full of sugar lotus.

"What do you understand. Xiao asked softly.

I saw the little Taoist master of Baiyin, pointing at "Ge Erdan", whimpering "hum", and he couldn't stuff anything in his mouth anymore.

"You don't know what the world is all about. Peng Erdan continued: "The Heavenly Sword Pavilion is headed by the sky, followed by the Qiankun Pavilion Cangyue, the Taiyi Mountain Tianyi Shenjun, the Tiandong Drunken Weng Tianhaiyao, the Hundred Battles in the World Wentian Yu, the Zuo Lie Buddha on the Dark Snow Mountain, the Moon Worship Dao Ancestor Su Fall, and finally the Nishang Sword of the Female Proud Red Cultivator. ”

As soon as Peng Moshan said in a hurry, Xiao Wendao remembered these eight people clearly, and he also thought about it in his heart.

"What is the way to the ninth in the world? Xiao asked and groaned.

"I don't know, he is the first person to realize the stele in the King's Landing Sword Pavilion. However, the ninth person in the world will really be him. Peng Moshan said.

"Why. Xiao asked.

A sword broke the Jade Lin Sword of the Sword Pavilion Pavilion Master, and stepped into the Sword Pavilion in half a step. The remaining eight people had never entered the King's Landing Sword Pavilion, but they were sure to defeat his understanding. Peng Moshan said firmly.

"The White Emperor of the White Emperor City is a high-ranking person in the domain of ten thousand seas. Xiao asked, frowning.

"Uh... The last stream. Peng Moshan said.

"The last stream is the last stream, and the half of the sword tablet that my father stole is still not complete, and his understanding is poor. Bai Xingjun's words are straightforward, and it is good not to give face to Emperor Bai.

"What about the Sword Ruin Innocent Daoist. Xiao asked, wondering what was going on in his mind.

"It's also the last stream. Peng Moshan still said bluntly.

Xiao asked, the corners of his mouth raised, and he knew about these eight people in his heart. It seems that the boundary of the three clans in Kyushu is really a toad looking at the sky.

Suddenly, a loud sound of golden bells resounded at the foot of Doucang Mountain.

"The Pavilion Master is out of the customs. Peng Moshan said.

On the dojo of the King's Landing Sword Pavilion, I saw a young Taoist wearing a light purple Taoist robe, with a broad sword behind him, looking at the crowd in the air.

"Your sword is not good, and your people are not good, but your appearance is vulgar. As soon as the young Taoist opened his mouth, he started a mystery.

"Your sword is vulgar, and people are vulgar, but your appearance is more vulgar. Xiao asked.

"It was you who broke Moshan's sword with one sword. The young Taoist asked again.

"When you see a sword, it's a sword. When you see ten swords, you are ten swords. The sword is not in the heart, the heart is not in the dirt, you have seen a few swords. Xiao asked rhetorically.

"Hmph, I haven't seen a sword. The young Taoist said.

"At a young age, I was blind. Xiao asked and teased lightly.

"It's a pity that my heart is also blind. The young Taoist said aloud.

"Heart medicine is difficult to cure heart disease, and the heart is blind, so I dig up that heart and replace it with another one. Xiao asked back.

"Dig out that heart, and the man dies. I can't die, I can't dig out my heart. The young Taoist said lightly.

"Oh, blind and blind, what's the use of the mind. Xiao asked, continuing to ask.

"Live... The young Taoist groaned.

The west wind is faint, the west maple is faint, and the red maple is speechless, but the two look at each other.

"Please enter the Sword Pavilion. The young Taoist waved his hand and said.

Xiao Wendao walked half a foot, followed by Nalan Chanyi and Bai Xingjun, and the rest of the people stayed outside the Sword Pavilion.

"Hey, it's so obscure. Listen... Listen and get hungry. Miss Mu'er said softly.

"I didn't expect that the pavilion master went out for him... They entered the Sword Pavilion. Peng Moshan said loudly.

"What's the blame... It's a pity that there is no one to bet with you. The silver master said, swallowed the last bite of the sugar lotus, turned his back to carry the sparse broom, and continued to sweep the fallen leaves.

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In the Sword Pavilion, as far as the eye can see, there are jet-black stone tablets, and the tablets are full of strange patterns.

In this "wonderful" Sword Pavilion, there are no less than a thousand enlightened people. They are all sitting in front of the sword monument, hugging Pu in the Yuan Mansion, concentrating on enlightenment.

"Please... The Sword Pavilion Master waved his hand and asked the group of people to go to a pavilion in the Sword Pavilion.

Sparse grass huts, ordinary thatched houses. Inside the house, there are a few beds and quilts, but they are clean and bright.

"The Burrow is enlightened, and only then does he know how safe he is. The Sword Pavilion Master said.

"This could last a few days. Bai Xingjun asked.

"If you want to stay for a few days, you will stay for a few days. And there the door of the Sword Pavilion was. Stay, please, go, please. Just remember that this Sword Pavilion can only be entered once in a lifetime, remember. The Sword Pavilion Pavilion Master said indifferently, and then went outside the Sword Pavilion.

After entering this grass house, Nalan Cicada cleaned up. I only heard Xiao ask and said, "I won't stay long." ”

Nalan Cicada Yi smiled lightly, still took a basin of water, and wiped the window in the grass house a few times before putting down the rag in his hand and exhaling a long breath.

"But... How to sleep tonight. Nalan Chanyi looked at the bed in the grass house, frowning slightly.

"Don't worry, you're sleeping in the house... Xiao asked, glancing at Bai Xingjun.

"I think it is... Think, yes. "Although Bai Xingjun is a child, he understands the sophistication of human feelings.

"This house is not yours alone, but you have come to humble it. Suddenly, one of them said outside the wooden house.

When I looked at it, I saw a young Taoist wearing a pale white Taoist robe, and the robe was covered with dirt. He holds a scythe in his hand and a bamboo basket on his shoulder.

"In the Lower Shenjun Mountain, Song Dai. The man arched his hand.

"What did you mean just now? Xiao asked and groaned.

"This wooden house is not a place for you to live alone, it should be..." Song Dai said, pinching his fingers and not knowing what he was counting.

Huer, that Song Dai remembered something, and said: "It should be eight people and one house." ”

"That... There's a women's house. Nalan Cicada asked.

"Oh, you can rest assured. In this Sword Pavilion, no one will do anything unacceptable. Song Dai said, placing the bamboo basket in his hand under him.

He took out a few bamboo shoots, washed and peeled them, and did not lift his head.

Xiao asked and glanced at Song Dai, and then said, "What's the matter, does this Sword Pavilion still have to cook for itself." ”

"Naturally, if you don't want to be a gentleman. Enlightenment, then the most bitter way of the sword. Song Dai said, and peeled the bamboo shoots clean.

"Hmph, it seems to be hard, but it is fake hardship. Xiao asked, groaning, stepping out of the wooden house.

Song Dai listened to Xiao Wendao's words, his eyes raised slightly, but he still didn't say a word.

"Hurry... Gou Khan entered the Yangtian Pavilion. I heard one person shouting.

The Miaojian Pavilion is not in the middle of the building, but on a mountain range. The sword tablet is in the middle of the mountain, and the Yangtian Pavilion is halfway up the mountain.

In the middle of the pavilion, a person sat cross-legged, wearing a black robe, long hair draped on the ground, and a stone sword in front of him.

"Enlightenment... Enlightened a few layers. The man asked.

"The disciple is willing to try the sword of his predecessors. Gou Khan said.

"A sword, if it is defeated, advance or retreat. The man asked.

Gou Han's eyes were full of worry, and his heart was full of heaven and man. He bit his lower lip and said, "Retreat..." ”

The man raised his eyes and glanced at Gou Khan, and as soon as the stone sword came out, Jin Ming made a great effort.

Gou Khan fell in response, but he couldn't reach it with a sword. A fierce color flashed in his eyes, and he slashed again with his sword.

With a slash out, the sword qi hung above the man's head.

That sword qi was like a piece of frost, falling on the top of that person's head, not condensing or dissipating, how could it hurt people at all.

"Heaven is unfair... Heaven is unfair. Gou Khan carried his sword and lay on the ground and groaned.

"And why not be fair. The man asked.

"If you are strong and I am weak, it is unfair. The difference in talent is injustice. You... It's my injustice. Gou Khan said angrily.

"Hmph, the world is the big jungle. You are unfair in your heart, but you can think of the great prince of the world. The man said.

"What is the Grand Duke. Gou Khan asked.

"Are you a three-year-old child, do you want me to say it sentence by sentence? The man said, closing his eyes and sitting cross-legged.

Gou Khan stood up, threw the sword in his hand on the sword tablet, and broke off in response.

He also walked towards the outside of the Sword Pavilion and said, "If people don't stay in the Sword Pavilion, then this sword will stay in the Sword Pavilion." ”

"Cultivating the way of the sword in vain. The man said.

"Look, someone is sitting on a thousand monuments and going towards the Fun Word Pavilion. Another person shouted.

I saw a figure shuttling among the sword monuments, the blue light was indifferent, and the afterimage was fleeting.

Some people are envious, while others ignore it. There are those who sit cross-legged and enlightened, and there are those who raise their eyes to look at it.

In that wooden house, Song Dai said loudly: "The way of the sword tablet of the Sword Pavilion is not a one-time achievement. You can go to the wonderful Miaolu Pavilion as a tour. ”

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the wooden house. Sitting in front of a sword monument, he concentrated on enlightenment.

Miaolu Pavilion is just a pavilion under the Miaozi Sword Pavilion. The vines are knotted, more like a thatched hut.

"The liquor is in the throat, the sword is in the waist, and the wind and snow and the moon cover the poetry and painting. Bai Xingjun looked at the two lines of words in front of Miaolu Pavilion.

In this Miaolu Pavilion, there is a stone stele, and the origin of the King's Landing Sword Pavilion is engraved on the tablet.

Nine hundred years of Shinto, ten thousand immortal lights descended from the sky. The light falls into the stone, and the stone comes out as a monument. Since the Shinto 1,300 years, after 500 years, the king of the Sword Pavilion was established.

In the Sword Pavilion, there are 13,900 sword tablets.

One sword, one incarnation, ten thousand ways to the classics.

"I heard that I have cultivated thirteen thousand nine hundred sword intents in the King's Landing Sword Pavilion. One thought can break the mountain, reclaim the sea, kill the gods, step on the ten thousand worlds against the sky, and reign over the world. Bai Xingjun groaned.

Turning around and walking out of the Miaolu Pavilion, Xiao asked, looking at the first sword tablet of the "Miao" character pavilion in the King's Landing Sword Pavilion.

Those who understand the sword tablet are nothing more than looking at its shape, looking at its meaning, and understanding its words.

Xiao Wendao glanced at the first sword tablet indifferently, and the sword intent came out, wearing the sword tablet in a hundred ways.

"One thought of enlightenment, sit on a hundred monuments. Bai Xingjun groaned.

I only heard one person shouting: "Someone is sitting on a thousand monuments and going to the Fun Words Sword Pavilion." ”

In the Wonderful Word Sword Pavilion, the white dome crossed an arc of light, glowing with purple electric afterimage...