There is such a mountain.

It was short, far below the surrounding mountains, and when viewed from above, it looked like an inconspicuous thorn.

There is a palace on the mountain, with gray bricks and white tiles, the palace door is pitch black, and the clouds are shrouded, which looks like an ancient ruin.

"Crunch, crunch. ”

The ancient temple door slowly opened, and out of it came a burly middle-aged man, his face was resolute, his eyes were indifferent, and his eyebrows were calm, as if the sky was falling, and there would be no trace of fear.

The middle-aged man carried a three-foot long sword, the scabbard was simple, covered with layers of green scales, I don't know what kind of demon beast scales it was made of.

The middle-aged man suddenly stopped, stood in front of the steps, and looked down.

There was a man lying on the steps, dressed in white and silver-haired, with his hands behind his head, his left leg on his right, his eyes closed, and his face full of leisure.

The middle-aged man smiled, stepped forward again, and walked over to the man in white.

The middle-aged man did not speak, but looked at the mountains in the distance and was silent for a long time.

"Where?" said the man in white as he opened his eyes.

"Go home. The middle-aged man replied.

The man in white sighed.

For a few minutes, there was no word.

"Whew!"

There was a sound of breaking wind in mid-air, and an extremely long and thin sword flew in and hovered in front of the man in white.

This sword is pitch black, solemn and solemn, solemn and dark, at a glance, you will be deeply attracted by it, and you can't take your eyes off it.

The middle-aged man nodded slightly at the sword, as if to say hello.

The long sword let out a humming sound, as if in response to the middle-aged man.

"Why are you still standing here?" the man in white glanced at the middle-aged man.

"Waiting for you. The middle-aged man said.

"What are you waiting for me to do?"

"Aren't you going?"

"Where are you going?"

"Sword Sect. ”

Hearing the words "Sword Sect", the man in white sneered and laughed, "What am I going to do?

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Don't you want to know, which is stronger and weaker between my eldest brother and Yin?"

The man in white rolled his eyes, "Not at all." Anyway, those two guys are not as strong as me. ”

The black long sword buzzed, drawing an arc in the air and flying rapidly, and in an instant, with the trajectory of the flight, two words were drawn—that's right!

The middle-aged man smiled speechlessly.

The man in white straightened up half of his body, and said angrily: "Li Qingshan, you stuffy gourd, just say anything you want!"

It turned out that the middle-aged man's name was Li Qingshan, and there was only one word difference between him and Li Qingyi, one of the five talents in the Shenzhou Continent.

In fact, he is Li Qingyi's third brother.

Everyone in the world knows Li Qingyi, but few people know that Li Qingyi has two younger brothers.

It wasn't until a year ago that the name Li Qingshan was known to the world.

He became the current leader of the Heroes Palace.

So, the whole world was shocked!

The elder brother is the sect master of the Meishan Sword Sect, and the younger brother is the leader of the Xia Ying Palace.

There are seven major organizations in the Shenzhou Continent, and the two brothers actually occupy two seats!

Coupled with the Ouyang family, which is closely related to the Sword Sect, the forces led by Li Qingyi are almost comparable to the Four Emperors!

For a time, the balance between many powerful forces showed signs of being broken.

And the initiator was the man in white who was sitting next to Li Qingshan, looking leisurely.

One of the five talents, Qin Changge!

"I still stick to that view. ”

Li Qingshan looked at Qin Changge and said slowly: "Among the five talents, the Confucian sword is the strongest, the chivalrous and the heavenly sword are equal, and the last is the hidden spear and the evil bow. ”

"I'm too lazy to argue with you, a brother, I am a person who admires my subordinates to see the truth. Qin Changge pouted.

Li Qingshan's eyes were suddenly hot, and his fighting spirit was high, and the long sword behind his back trembled violently in the scabbard.

At this moment, the man known as "Sword Venerable" has a sword intent soaring to the sky!

"Put away your sword intent, I won't do anything with you. Qin Changge yawned.

Li Qingshan frowned, thinking that I was willing to take over the Xia Ying Palace because you, Qin Changge, promised to fight with me, don't you want to repay the debt!

Qin Changge obviously knew what his appointed current hall master was thinking, and said with a smile: "I promised you, but I didn't say which day, so you just wait slowly, one day I'm in a good mood, maybe I'll let you see my chivalrous ability!"

The sword intent that enveloped the entire mountain disappeared without a trace.

Li Qingshan showed a helpless look and sighed softly.

It's not a lady to meet someone!

What the eldest brother said is right, Qin Changge, this bastard, is really shameless!

Li Qingshan suddenly raised his head and found that the man in white who was originally sitting next to him had been standing high in the air at some point, stepping on the "Jun is missing".

The white clothes are fluttering, and the demeanor is outstanding, like a fairy.

"Hey, stuffy gourd, do you know why your eldest brother and Yin have a ten-year contract?" Qin Changge asked.

Li Qingshan shook his head.

Qin Changge grinned.

He stretched his waist, then fell down with his head back, resting on his sword like a light boat, wandering in the sea of clouds.

White, black sword.

See the mountains at a glance.