Aoki Town, within a radius of several miles, may not be able to see its location on the Kanyu map of Xining County in Daqing, and Aoki Town can be regarded as the result of the peripheral disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect scattering their branches. As long as the Sword Sect existed, Aoki Town lasted as long as it was.

The town is not big, there are not many people, but the wine shop and teahouse are readily available, but the Qinglian Sword Sect is also one of the five major sects in the world, Aoki Town can receive a lot of men, women and children who admire the style of the Sword Sect every year and work tirelessly to come to the foot of Yilian Mountain but can't go up to Zhujie Peak.

Most of the people in the town no longer have cultivation qualifications, but Aoki Town is becoming more and more prosperous day by day. There is a restaurant in the middle of the town. The couplets on both sides are also very funny, the left couplet: the wine is full of joy, and the right couplet: the brave swordsman travels. Horizontal batch: If you buy dry wine, you don't have it

Viewed from a distance, this couplet silver hook iron painting, strong and powerful, straight through the back of the paper, giving people a sense of vigor and elegance, obviously from the hand of a famous artist. But in the eyes of the cultivators who practice the way of the sword, it is a different charm, and the sword aura on the couplet is awe-inspiring, just like a peerless swordsman holding a cup and holding a sword and walking alone, and the edge is revealed.

The shopkeeper of the restaurant, Yuan Bai, nodded to the guy, and motioned to take a pot of the good aged lotus leaf green in the restaurant for the handsome gentleman, and the guy whispered: "This is the third pot, the shopkeeper, you are not afraid that the son will get drunk for a while and not give the wine money?"

Yuan Bai glanced at the guy angrily, he didn't have any eyesight, is there still less young men and heroines that Aoki Town receives every year? He didn't dare to say anything else, but he had never had such a thing when he entered the restaurant, why? Did you see the pair of couplets at the gate of the restaurant? That was written by his ancestor Yuan Bai begging the ancestor of the sword sect, Li Lao Patriarch, just by virtue of this, there are not many people who come to the restaurant every year to watch the couplet, but there has never been any mistake, and the title of Taibai Sword Immortal is not empty shouting.

The restaurant has been passed to Yuan Bai for the thirteenth generation, he also went out when he was young, and he had no qualifications to practice qi, and he barely mixed up with the bone refining realm, and he didn't step into the threshold of cultivation alive, so he broke that heart and went back to Aoki Town to inherit the old man's restaurant. The Qinglian Sword Sect is close at hand, Yuan Bai didn't think about asking for it, and it is not impossible for the Sword Sect to let him enter the Sword Sect for the sake of the ancestors, but Yuan Bai has self-knowledge, he is really not the material for that practice, and the little incense accumulated by the ancestors will let him remain.

The handsome boy took a sip of lotus leaf green, sweet and soft, with a long aftertaste, it is indeed a good wine, the wine is not intoxicating, everyone is drunk, and smiled slightly, the person he was waiting for finally arrived, and the wine was just right, and he asked his seniors for something with the strength of the wine, wouldn't he be rude? He pursed his lips and smiled, and a fist-sized silver ingot flew down to the table of the fat restaurant shopkeeper, and the person had disappeared.

Zhang Sanfeng glanced at the couplets of the restaurant, and couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, he had long suspected that Li Twelve was the poet immortal in ancient times, but this was too unbelievable, so he didn't think deeply, and now when he looked at the couplets of this restaurant, he understood it in his heart. Zhang Sanfeng looked at Li Twelve with strange eyes, there were many poems of the old man in front of him in the famous articles that had to be recited in the previous life, and he also admired those ancient famous sentences, but now looking at Li Twelve beside him, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't believe that the old man in front of him was the ancient poet immortal, and he couldn't find the stirring feelings of nostalgia for the ancient Fengxian when he was studying.

Li Twelve didn't care about Zhang Sanfeng's strange eyes, this guy came here from time to time, he must have something wrong with his brain. Zhang Sanfeng suddenly remembered whether it would be taboo to change his name, the reason why he took this name was that he actually had a very vague idea in his heart, and so far, it has no effect.

Li Twelve stopped in front of Aoki Town, everything in the restaurant was the same, and the ink treasure he had left behind was still vivid, Li Twelve smiled, how many years has the restaurant been open, is He Yeqing still as mellow as it was back then?

Li Twelve leaked some movement slightly, and the handsome young man in the restaurant had already noticed it, and just as he was about to make a move, Li Twelve's heart voice sounded directly in his heart: "You are Yan Qiu? This is not the place to speak, come with me!"

Hu Chen, Zhang San, and the three of them only felt that a flower in front of them had been taken to the top of a lofty mountain by Li Twelve. Hu Chen and Zhang Sanfeng glanced at each other, they had never felt like this, they were still in Aoki Town just now, and they arrived at the top of the mountain in the blink of an eye, is this the legendary teleportation that Zhang Sanfeng once said? Both of them were excited in their hearts, where do they need to go step by step after learning this? Both of them made up their minds in their hearts, they must ask Li Twelve to pass on this kung fu to them, kneel and kowtow!

Several people had their own ideas, Li Twelve smiled silently, and a figure slowly appeared not far away, Yan Qiu, Sword Sect Jianzi.

Yan Qiu looked at the three people behind Li Twelve in a little surprise, he didn't expect that there were still outsiders, Li Twelve saw Yan Qiu's expression, smiled slightly, and an invisible light curtain enveloped the three of them, preventing Yan Qiu's line of sight. Hu Chen curiously stretched out his finger and pointed at the light curtain, and the ripples around his finger were swinging, which surprised him.

Yan Qiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and leaned over and said, "Senior Yan Qiu, meet the sect master!"

Li Bai glanced at Yan Qiu's weather, and couldn't help but sigh that the old blind man really knew how to pick apprentices, at such an age, he had already reached the threshold of the high-level of the Jiedan, and he was only one step away from stepping into the realm of leaving the gods, Li Twelve nodded slightly, he had just entered the Jiedan, and he was terrible in the future!

Li Twelve smiled and said, "You're welcome, I've heard rumors for a long time that Yan Qiu is the first person among the young cultivators of the current generation, and when I see it today, it really deserves its reputation." Now that I came to my Qinglian Sword Sect, it wouldn't be passing by by by chance, right?"

Yan Qiu arched his hand and replied: "Please forgive the sect master, the master ordered the disciple to come and get something, and said that the sect master will definitely remember and will not break his promise." ”

Li Twelve's eyebrows sank, and then he smiled: "In this case, I think the old blind man has already told you, you think clearly, do you really want to see my sword? Taibai has not been unsheathed for a long time, and his anger is a little heavier, in case it accidentally hurts you, don't say that I bully the small with the big!"

When Yan Qiu heard this, his face was serious, and he leaned over and bowed: "The sect master's generation of grandmasters will definitely not make the younger generation too embarrassed, the master has a life, and the disciples dare not disobey." Besides, the juniors also want to take a look at how amazing and brilliant the Qinglian Nine Songs that Master often mentions, the disciple has never seen Master have such a high opinion of anyone's swordsmanship!"

Li Twelve smiled and nodded, he was young, his realm was high, and he could speak, like an old blind man when he was young. Hey, he wasn't blind at that time, just like Yan Qiu in front of him, he was very handsome.

Li Twelve said coldly: "You have made up your mind, and I can't bully you as a junior by relying on the high realm, so I will use the strength of the first rank of the Jiedan, and you will be optimistic about this sword!"

Yan Qiu was silent, and Li Twelve had no worries.

Li Twelve's sleeves waved, and the Taibai Immortal Sword that was hidden in it came out of its sheath, and a high-pitched sword roar resounded in all directions, like a proud phoenix roaring in all directions. Li Bai's sword fingers moved slightly, a clear sword sound, the Taibai sword was divided into two, the sword body was illuminated by the sun, emitting light and shadow of light cyan, Li Bai flicked his fingers again, and the two light blue light swords were divided into four light swords, and then each light sword split again, so nine times, the open space on the top of the entire mountain was covered with light cyan light light lightsabers, and countless sword shadows were like substances, trembling lightly and pointing directly at Yan Qiu. Li Bai stretched out his hand and held it weakly, and countless sword shadows condensed into one, turning into a huge light sword of thousands of zhang, and slowly slashed towards Yan Qiu.

Yan Qiu's throat was dry, staring intently at the huge lightsaber slashing towards him, his spiritual power had already been condensed to the extreme, his clothes were tightly attached to his body, the huge oppressive force carried by the lightsaber had already made Yan Qiu's eyes crack, blood was overflowing from the corners of his eyes, and his feet were sunk into the ground half a foot deep, he clenched his hands, desperately suppressing his urge to kneel.

The pale cyan huge lightsade slashed to the top of Yan Qiu's head and dissipated by itself, as if it had rained a cyan light rain, Yan Qiu suddenly felt the pressure relaxed, the whole person was already sweating like rain, blood was dripping from the corners of his eyes, embarrassed, where was there still half the image of the previous noble son.

Suddenly, the lightsaber condensed again, this time even faster than just now, the initial lightsaber actually split into nine, and then quickly split and converged into the size of an ordinary sword, stabbing towards Yan Qiu's sword. The coercion brought by this sword is no longer something that Yan Qiu can bear, that is, any great cultivator of the Divine Realm and the Qi Control Realm on the continent must temporarily avoid the edge in the face of this sword, Yan Qiu was so frightened that he fell directly to the ground, watching the fairy sword coming straight towards him, not to mention fighting back, even the mind of dealing with it seemed to have been suspended.

With a soft sound of "ding", a gray figure appeared in front of Yan Qiu, with a somewhat clumsy figure and blank eyes, and slowly stretched out a hand against the fairy sword. As if insulted, Taibai Sword screamed and spun wildly, but it couldn't break through one of the old man's fingers at all.

Yan Qiu lowered his head and muttered, "Master." ”

Li Twelve sighed and said, "Taibai, come back." ”

The old man grinned, his face was wrinkled like an old tree's branches, and his voice was hoarse: "Li Twelve, long time no see." Qiu'er, are you looking at it? This is the real Qinglian Jiuge, it was just Sect Master Li's joke just now, and it is not worth mentioning. ”

Yan Qiu shook his head gloomily, Li Twelve's last sword almost broke his Dao heart just now, he couldn't save himself, where could he check the sword intent. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of the master, he might have made even more ugliness.

The old blind man nodded, smiled slightly sideways: "It's okay, there is still a chance, don't you say, Sect Master Li?"

The old blind man was too aggressive, and the Taibai Immortal Sword in Li Twelve's hand trembled. Originally, Hu Chen and Zhang Sanfeng's little tail were in the light curtain, and they couldn't hear any sound even if they saw the outside world, but just now they witnessed the earth-shattering sword of the ghosts and gods, and at this moment, an old blind man who was not good-looking said so, even Hu Chen, who had the best temper, couldn't help but want to say a few words for Li Twelve, let alone Zhang Sanfeng and Little Tail.

The old blind man turned his head to look at the light curtain where Hu Chen and the three of them were, his empty eyes sunk deep into the old man's wrinkled face, and the old man bared his teeth slightly, in the eyes of Zhang Sanfeng and Hu Chen, it was extremely terrifying.

"Sect Master Li, Sword Sect Master, don't come to harm!" A clear voice came, and a plain-shirted scribe was already standing between Li Twelve and the old blind man, the old man had a kind face, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and the appearance of a rich man, and bowed his hands to the two of them.

Li Twelve was slightly surprised, and said in a deep voice: "Xuanyuan, why are you here?" The old man who looked like a rich man was the old man Xuanyuan, the lord of Jiufang Mountain.

When the old blind man heard Li Twelve's words, he didn't say a word, sneered, grabbed Yan Qiu, and disappeared in an instant.

The old man Xuanyuan, who was indifferent to the old blind man, didn't seem to have the slightest mustard, and still waved his hand in the direction where the old blind man left, and got up for a long time.

The old man Xuanyuan glanced at Hu Chen's small tail in the light curtain, and smiled at Li Twelve: "Sect Master Li, the Sword Sect Master suddenly appeared here, and the old man between you has also heard about it, I happened to pass by Xining, and I can't see you fighting, and I should also say goodbye to this matter." ”

Li Twelve looked at the old man Xuanyuan who flew away and fell into deep thought, although Jiufang Mountain has distributions in many places, and Xining County also has it, but he always feels that this mountain lord is not as simple as he said passing by Xining, he also has the cultivation of Xuanhuang lineage, and he feels deeper about this way, because of this, he is even more unsure of the true intention of the seemingly kind old man.

Li Twelve didn't think much about it, and returned to Aoki Town with Zhang Sanfeng Hu Chen's little tail, Yuan Bai was dozing off, seeing that a guest came to the door, he personally stepped forward to lead the way while shouting loudly to the guy to hurry up to serve tea, Li Twelve smiled slightly, signaling Yuan Bai not to be polite, they came by themselves, and asked for the aged lotus leaf green by name.

Yuan Bai asked the guy to greet a few people, a few positions behind, the old man's smile made him feel inexplicably cordial, he always felt as if he had seen it somewhere, he couldn't remember it for a long time at the moment, and couldn't help but pat his head hard.

Yuan Bai went to the back kitchen to help, and by the way, he took out a few jars of He Yeqing who had been on display for a long time, according to his deceased father, when one day someone who was not related to him but could make him feel inexplicably cordial, it was time for He Yeqing to come in handy.