Uncle Tai was erect and changed.

When they left Guangwu County and passed the Sanshan Pavilion, they had seen this young man, bamboo cane and mango shoes, a sword and three hundred zhang sword qi blocking the way, he remembered it clearly, and when he saw it at this time, he couldn't help but draw his sword and be on guard.

Wen Hongyun raised his hand to block.

The middle-aged man who didn't show anything unusual along the way, but there seemed to be tens of millions of catties of courtesy in the palm of his hand, and Tai Shujian made a few moves in an instant, each grabbed each other's arms, and was deadlocked, Wen Hongyun looked at Tai Shujian, and said in a deep voice:

"Mr. Tai, the prince of Qianshan is also a distinguished guest of my Wenfu......"

"Don't be reckless yet."

The two warriors guarding in front of the central hall drew their swords.

The two murderous auras directly locked on Tai Shujian and Lao Lu, as if the two of them dared to act recklessly, the two knives would cut off their heads regardless of all the consequences.

Uncle Tai took a deep breath and let go of his right hand.

The plainly dressed young man did not squint, but moved forward, and when he passed by a few people, Wen Hongyun leaned over slightly to show respect, but Qianshan Si did not raise his eyes to look.

He didn't seem to be the one who was Uncle Taijian, and he didn't seem to notice the difference between dignity and inferiority that could be felt everywhere in this huge mansion, so he didn't knock on the door, and pushed the door straight in.

Wen Hongyun frowned slightly, then returned to his previous expressionless face, took the initiative to let go of Tai Shujian's arm, put his hands in his sleeves, and stood aside, looking at the middle hall, his expression could not be seen in joy or anger.

Even though this swordsman on the Tianshan Mountain had stayed in the Wen Mansion for more than a month, he still had some difficulty tolerating the arrogance and contempt of this swordsman.

It is necessary to know that there is a difference between the elder and the young, up and down for men and women, inside and outside.

He grew up in a family since he was a child, and the white clothes seemed to be too plain, and Wen Hongyun, whose ancestors were all housekeepers of the Wen family for three generations, felt a little dazzling inexplicably, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

After the Chinese Hongbo said the name, the door behind the screen happened to be pushed open, and then there was a calm and gentle footstep sound, straight towards the inner hall, three or two breaths, Wang Anfeng saw a young man in white walking out after the screen.

Holding the sword in his hand, although it was not the same as the dress he saw that day, Wang Anfeng could feel the sword intent that was cold and lonely like the flying snow on Kunlun Mountain, and it was the Tianshan swordsman he met that day, and his expression was slightly condensed.

Wen Hongbo smiled and said:

"Just about to talk about the son of a thousand mountains."

"Since the son has come, then Wen will leave first, after all, you are all young people, and you are still swordsmen, you can talk to each other, I am always a powerless scholar."

Yu Chijie smiled:

"Uncle Shi is too humble."

Since Qianshan Si came in, a pair of eyes fell on Gong Yu's body, and he never went to see Yu Chijie, Wang Anfeng, or the head of the Wen family, who was not allowed to enter the middle gate.

Before Wen Hongbo stepped out of the screen, the Tianshan swordsman who had been as cold as ice in the eyes of the Wen family for the past month had already laughed out loud.

When he wasn't laughing, it was like snow flying on the Tianshan Mountain, but when he laughed, the flying snow in the sky melted into spring water, and a pair of eyes just looked at Gong Yu, and the laughter gradually stopped, and then sighed softly:

"Qingfeng Jie Gong Yu ......"

"Finally seeing you."

Yu Chijie said with a hippie smile: "Why, listening to your tone, could it be that Uncle Gongyu secretly admires our Qingfeng solution?" ”

Qianshan Si didn't care about him, holding the sword in his right hand, looking at Gong Yu.

He was quite slender, standing a little taller than Wang Anfeng, Gong Yu was just sitting, but looking from Wang Anfeng's direction, he felt that Qianshan Si was the one looking up.

Gong Yu's answer was concise and to the point, and said:

"I don't know you."

Qianshan Si smiled:

"But I know you."

"I've heard your name since I was ten years old."

"At that time, my ancestor said that among the younger generations in the world, only you can use the sword without dryness, and also said that the immortals on the Qingfeng solution have a heritage, but he can't find someone who can hold his sword, it's a pity."

"I also feel sorry for it."

"So I've been wanting to see you for more than a decade."

Lin Qiaofu next to him seemed to hear some news that he couldn't believe, and exclaimed in a low voice: "Aren't you a disciple of the predecessor of the Sword Leader?" ”

As soon as he said it, he knew that it was wrong, and quickly stopped talking, and his face was apologetic, from Fang Cai Qianshansi's words, it was obvious that he failed to become a closed disciple of Tianshan Sword Kui, which was an obsession that he cared about very much, but it was not good for her to say it like this.

The Tianshan swordsman who refused to look at the prince was very good to Lin Qiaofu, shook his head, and said softly:

"No, I didn't."

"The ancestor said that my temperament is different from his, and I can't learn his sword, so I won't learn it."

The voice paused, and Qianshan thought:

"Do you like learning swords?"

Lin Qiaofu glanced at Gong Yu, shook her head, and said:

"No...... I only like to read books, at most I just like to read sword books, and my uncle and sister's swordsmanship are very good, much better than mine. ”

Qianshansi smiled and said:

"Reading...... It's also good. ”

"If you want to practice swords one day in the future, I would like to feed you tricks."

Lin Qiaofu's face was blushing, and she waved her hand again and again:

"My swordsmanship is terrible."

Qianshansi smiled, shook his head and said:

"It doesn't matter."

Lu Baiping pulled Lin Qiaofu behind her, holding a sword in her hand, and a pair of eyes glared at Qianshan Si, who looked gentle and elegant.

However, Qianshan Si's gaze was like a puddle of clouds and a piece of air, passing over her face, without making any stops, he looked at Gong Yu again, and said:

"I want to compete with you......"

"I've been thinking about it for more than ten years, thinking about it when I practice swords, thinking about it when I walk, and thinking about it even when I'm seriously injured."

"Thirteen years ago, the master refused all the people of the Tianshan Sword Sect and set up a dangerous peak in front of us that was even higher than the Tianshan Mountain, and I walked for thirteen years before I came to the bottom of this dangerous peak."

There was a pause in his voice, and he added with a smile:

"As the contemporary great disciple of the Tianshan Sword Sect, as well as the first on the sword list, I want to ask Qingfeng to solve the palace jade with swordsmanship."

"I don't know if it's okay?"

He directly moved out the name of the Tianshan Sword Sect and his ranking on the sword list, just to challenge a swordsman who was even on the sword list, no one would believe this kind of words, but it was really staged in front of Yu Chijie and others.

Yu Chijie's heart shook, he was cheeky, and said with a teasing smile:

"It turned out to be just a reluctant person."

Qianshan Sidao:

"Just curious."

"Master Ancestor, he once said that you are the next immortal sword, so I want to see what kind of swordsmanship can be called an immortal sword."

"I swung my sword 300,000 times a day thirteen years ago, sat on the peak of the Tianshan Mountains in single clothes for more than a year, realized the sword intent, walked thousands of miles in the world, tried the sword with the rivers and lakes, and dyed several times, boasting that I had never slackened off for a day."

He stretched out his right hand, his fingers slender but calloused, fitting the hilt of the sword, and the muscles of his arms, wrists, and shoulders stirred under the robe, which was a body forged with a sword of 300,000 times a day, the result of thirteen years of withering his heart, and it belonged to the arms and hearts of the swordsman.

Qianshansi smiled and said:

"I'm just curious, with my sword, can I pull the immortal down the lotus platform."

Wang Anfeng had been watching silently from the side, but at this time, he heard a little taste, and said slowly:

"Do you want to prove that the Tianshan Sword Leader back then was wrong?"

Qianshan Si seemed to be slightly surprised, and his attitude towards Wang Anfeng was also quite gentle, and he shook his head with a smile, saying:

"Once upon a time."

"Not now."

Wang Anfeng's brows locked slightly.

Not now?

Qianshan Si turned his head to look at Gong Yu, as if to explain, and exclaimed: "Since you can see the swordsman like this, you should naturally give up the things outside your body, the heart of life and death, and fight each other purely with a sword. ”

"Only the sword is here!"

Gong Yu looked at him and said:

"When, where?"

PS: Today's first update is ............

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