There are seven major schools in the rivers and lakes, Shaolin, Wudang, Kunlun, Emei, Huashan, Diancang and Hainan Sword School.

However, among them, there are only two swordsmen who can be seen by Lin Tianheng, Dugu Yihe, the head of the Emei faction, and the old wooden Taoist of the Wudang faction.

Dugu Yihe led the art into Emei, and then opened and closed, strong and heavy, and integrated it into the Emei Lingxiu Qingqi swordsmanship, creating a special move "Sword Double Kill 7749 Style", which can be used with a knife or a sword, which is a unique kung fu in the world.

Mudao people are the first old man in Wudang, and Shi Yan, the head of Wudang, has to call him a master, highly respected, and extremely respectful, although he claims to be "Go first, poetry and wine second, and swordsmanship third", but the swordsmanship is never under Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow, and the "Liangyi Divine Sword" is used in one hand.

In order to regain the position of the head of Wudang, he secretly established a large hidden force "Ghost Villa", which is adrift on weekdays, and his traces are difficult to find, and even Gongsun Lan does not know where he is.

Compared with it, it is easier to find a lone crane in the Xuanzhen Temple of Mount Emei, and Lin Tianheng, who has never been to Emei, immediately decided to go to Emei.

According to Gongsun Lan's intelligence, Shangguan Feiyan should still be her eighth child in the red shoes at this time, and she has not had any intersection with Lu Xiaofeng, so there is still a period of time before Dugu Yihe was calculated and died under the Ximen Blowing Snow Sword.

Therefore, Lin Tianheng was not in a hurry, but took Lin Ziqing to travel as many rivers and lakes as possible, after all, even a genius cannot practice all day long, and it is also necessary to increase knowledge.

Lin Ziqing was excited for the first time to go out of this kind of far door, playing in the mountains and rivers all the way, walking and stopping, occasionally punishing rape and eliminating evil, and cleaning up the green forest robbers from all walks of life was also very happy.

Lin Ziqing's martial arts progress can be called rapid, which makes Lin Tianheng a little frightened, and even suspects that this girl can directly absorb the aura of heaven and earth and transform it into internal force, otherwise it can't be explained at all that her rapid progress, a genius who can attract the attention of the system, really can't be measured with common sense.

Along the way, winter goes to spring.

Lin Ziqing's growth was not only in her strength, but also in her sword, the murderous aura in her sword became more and more powerful as she continued to stain her blood, and when facing people other than Lin Tianheng, her whole person seemed to have turned into a cold sword.

Lin Tianheng didn't feel anything wrong, and helped Lin Ziqing buy a set of snow-white clothes, which made her feel more arrogant and arrogant.

Spring night, spring rain, Bashan.

The lonely mountains, the sloping stone paths, and the moss marks like splashing ink, I don't know how many heroes have buried their past.

When passing by Bashan, Lin Tianheng suddenly remembered a peerless swordsman who saw the head and the end of the dragon, Gu Daoist of the Bashan Sword Sect.

Gu Daoren has never officially appeared, but he has left one good story after another in the rivers and lakes of various eras, a top swordsman living in legends.

Gu Daoren's "Seven Seven Forty-Nine Hand Wind Dancing Willow Sword" is not only known as the "Two Yi Divine Sword" of Wudang and the "Flying Dragon Nine Styles" of Kunlun, but also known as the three major swordsmanship of Xuanmen, and later became the benchmark for the warriors to measure the peerless contemporary swordsman in their hearts, as if there is a tendency to become a unit of swords.

As long as he is the top swordsman in the rivers and lakes, the swordsman he makes is definitely above this set of swordsmanship, otherwise he is still a peerless master!

However, since he came, Lin Tianheng naturally wanted to see the Bashan Sword School created by this legendary swordsman.

In the vast smoke and clouds of night and rain, at the end of the stone path, there is a Taoist temple, the incense has been extinguished for a long time, the traces of people are also extinct, and the thunder and sword qi of the past have not been seen again for a long time.

This Taoist temple was originally a sacred place in the hearts of young people who were obsessed with swords, but now it is desolate and decaying, and all that remains is some mythical legends, and a sword mark on the moss.

However, when Lin Tianheng and Lin Ziqing arrived, there was still a middle-aged Taoist standing in front of the Taoist temple with a neat grooming and a slight beard, he was standing under the umbrella, looking at the dilapidated Taoist temple with distant eyes, and there seemed to be a lot of sadness in his heart.

"Since the world-famous Bashan swordsman Gu Daoren disappeared, few people here have come to remember the past, especially on this rainy night, I can't imagine that I can meet one tonight." The Taoist sighed, and there was a sense of relief in his tone.

After saying that, the Taoist turned around, but when he saw Lin Tianheng and Lin Ziqing, who were holding an umbrella together, his complexion changed suddenly, and he only heard a light footstep, but saw two people.

In this gloomy and rainy night, even if he encounters ghosts and spirits in the deep mountains, it is probably not completely impossible, but the Taoist knows very well in his heart that what he is facing is not the ghosts and evil spirits in the Zhiwei script, but a living master, a peerless master.

In an instant, the sound of rain hitting the umbrella in the Taoist's ears seemed to disappear completely, and he could only hear his own heartbeat at this time, the sound of a strong heartbeat.

"Who are you?" Lin Tianheng was the first to speak, breaking the silent rainy night.

"I am the current head of the Bashan Sword Sect, I don't know if the two of you come here late at night, but there is something important." The Taoist bowed slightly.

"It turned out to be Bashan Xiaogu." Lin Tianheng bowed his head lightly, "That's just right, presumably you must be proficient in the Huifeng Dance Willow Sword Technique." ”

"I know a little bit about it." Xiao Gu is humane.

Since the death of Gu Daoren Immortal, most of his disciples have also dispersed, leaving only the Gu family and the Liu family, and the disciples of the two lines have different divisions of labor, and together they have built the current Bashan Sword School.

The descendants of Gu Daoren are hereditary inheritors, but most of them are responsible for managing the mineral industry of the Bashan Sword School and generating income for the sect.

Although Xiao Gu Daoren's swordsmanship is not as famous as Liu Chengfeng, it can also rank in the top five in the Bashan Sword School, which is enough to see.

"Ziqing, let's go." Saying that, Lin Tianheng handed the umbrella to Lin Ziqing, and he himself held up an invisible air cover, which was inaccessible from wind and rain.

"Please." Lin Ziqing walked up to Xiao Gu Daoren and coldly spit out a word.

Although it was spring, Xiao Gu Daoren still felt a chill for no reason, and he would never dare to underestimate Lin Ziqing, who was more than a head shorter than him, because in his eyes, Lin Ziqing did not seem to be a young petite girl, but a supreme divine sword that was firing.

Lin Ziqing didn't have a divine sword in her hand, she only had a wooden sword!

The wooden sword was unsheathed, silent, and a sword stabbed out, delicate and terrifying.

The oil-paper umbrella fell, and the warm spring rain immediately wet Lin Ziqing's long skirt, but she didn't care, it seemed that only her opponent Xiao Gu Daoren was left in her eyes, and everything else couldn't distract her in the slightest, her eyes were like a sword!

"Boom!" Xiao Gu Daoren's sword was also unsheathed, and the flashing sword light was actually turquoise, which was Gu Daoren's blade back then, the green willow.

Xiao Gu Daoren brought this sword today just to hang the ancestors, where did he think that he would actually use it against the enemy, because he fought the advantage of the blade, when facing Lin Ziqing's wooden sword, he was a little restrained.

But soon he didn't dare to continue to shrink back, because he had already felt the tremendous pressure, the endless pressure brought by Lin Ziqing's sword.

Xiao Gu Daoren never thought that his sword momentum would one day be suppressed by a little girl, as if he was in a strange dream.

"Could it be that there are people in this world who are more favored by the way of the sword than Ye Gucheng and Ximen Fuxue...... Xiao Gu Daoist couldn't think about it anymore, because at this time, he had already had to use the 'Seven Seven Forty-Nine Hands Wind Dancing Willow Sword' to deal with Lin Ziqing's fierce attack.

Xiao Gu Daoren's sword momentum unfolded, the sword aura overflowed, and with the turquoise sword light, it was indeed like a willow dancing in the wind.

The changes in Lin Ziqing's sword moves are extremely tricky, and every time it stabs at the unpredictable place of Xiao Gu Daoren, although the strength attached to it is not strong, but the lethality is still not to be underestimated.

Seven seven and forty-nine hands were exhausted, but Xiao Gu Daoren couldn't help Lin Ziqing, and he didn't even touch the other party's wooden sword, which was really aggrieved.

Just as Xiao Gu Daoist was about to raise his strength to overwhelm people because of his face, a terrifying pressure swept in from all directions, interrupting the operation of his skills.

"Stop." Lin Tianheng's fluttering words came, and immediately interrupted the battle between the two, as if there was some magic power, as soon as he spoke, all the sword qi and sword momentum in the field dissipated in an instant.

The rainy night once again fell into an endless calm, except for the rustle of the rain against the leaves, which was peaceful and beautiful.