Listen to the rain pavilion with a sword——

The top of the pavilion, the rain viewing platform.

Ten thousand zhang high, but only one side of the size of bluestone, there is no obstacle around, obviously the danger is extreme, but there are people sitting on this ten thousand zhang high platform, sitting on the chess, there is a faint strong wind around the wind, the crane chirps in the air.

There is a wind blowing above the nine heavens, and the name is Gang.

Syllable~

An old man picked up a white chess piece in his hand, and then without looking at it, he fell directly.

One fell, on the chessboard, faint soldiers collided, and the sound of the roar of the beast came.

Just like the old man's voice, he suppressed his anger.

“…… It's your turn! ”

"Okay, okay, then I'll come~"

The man in a Taoist robe smiled and greeted, raised his hand, and picked up a black chess piece again, which fell casually, and the sound of roaring on the chessboard just now disappeared in an instant, like a poisonous dragon trapped in shackles, which could only make a whimpering bitter sound.

Looking at the changes in the 'qi' on the chessboard, the man seemed to be very satisfied, rubbed his chin lightly a few times, raised his head, and looked at the old man with white hair opposite him with a smile.

"Senior brother, your chess path has changed greatly, but you have something on your mind?"

"Thoughts?!"

"Humph!"

The old man snorted angrily, waved his right hand, and the wide sleeved robe brushed over the chessboard, the white sleeves fell, and all the chess pieces on the board turned into a piece of broken dust, blowing away with the wind.

"Do you still know that the old man has something on his mind?"

The old man glared angrily at the young man in front of him who showed a look of pain on his face, and almost scolded angrily:

"Xiao Mu's soul lamp has been extinguished for three days, not only did you not avenge the little junior brother, but you also dragged me here to play chess with you?!!"

"Flawless, you little white face! Don't forget who blocked the Seven Swords for you back then! Who ruined the future of the road for you! Who was with you to get drunk for three days and three nights!! ”

"What about your heart? Eaten by wild dogs in the mountains?! ”

The old man's hair was furrowed, and a mouthful of spit almost sprayed on the young man's face, but the latter only smiled bitterly, and only when the old man's scolding stopped for a while, did he raise his sleeve and wipe his face.

Cautiously smiled.

"Scolding is refreshing?"

"Humph!"

The old man's sleeve robe flicked, and the young man stepped out directly, and a sword light like a dragon flew out from the cuff, and then gently landed in front of the old man, but at the same time, a familiar young face licked a smiling face.

"Don't be in a hurry to leave, junior brother, I left you here because I calculated a hexagram~"

"Fortune telling! Count it as a hexagram for Rausch! ”

"You are a sword cultivator, a swordsman, a swordsman!! It's not a stinky bull's nose! The old man's footsteps continued, but the senior brother with a shy smile was always stuck in front of him, making the former's face pale with anger.

And pointed at the young man with his halberd, and shouted angrily.

"Flawless, you get out of the way for me, unless it's the sword bell Jiuming, otherwise, don't want me to stay in ......"

While!!!!

While!!!!

While!!!!

The huge bell rang suddenly, shattering the strong wind in the cold air, and also interrupting the old man's angry shouting, the old man's pupils suddenly shrank, in front of him, the young man turned sideways, looked at the sword listening to the rain pavilion that fell into silence below, under the faint starlight, the corners of his mouth gently skimmed:

“…… Hexagrams, here. ”

The last intact black jade chess piece in his hand was thrown down at will, and the wind was howling, wrapped around this chess piece, and fell at an incredible speed, bringing a circle of whistling sounds.

Under the Listening to the Rain Pavilion, on the lonely cliff of Qingfeng, a young man with a cold face sat cross-legged on the mountain rock, his eyes slightly closed.

The sword rests horizontally on the knee.

The breath was long and quiet, and suddenly a slight sound of breaking the air sounded, the man's ears moved, and the long sword on his knee buzzed, turning into a sword light and stabbing forward violently, its momentum was fierce and lonely!

Click-

With a bang, the black jade chess pieces that could not be blown away by the wind directly burst into a handful of smoke, but the man did not put the sword into the sheath at all, and the cold light on the narrow blade of the sword was shining, and the sword momentum rose sharply.

People follow the sword, like a dragon entering the Jiujiang River, jumping up on the top of the mountain, and then directly turning into a sharp sword light and falling towards the mountain gate.

"Woo !!"

A crisp crane chirp suddenly rose into the sky, the white giant crane shrouded the sword light in shadows, and a man in a simple Taoist robe sat cross-legged on it, with black hair tied behind his back with a straw rope, dancing with the wind, and in his eyes as warm as jade, there seemed to be a sword light whistling.

"Sword Bell...... Nine Ming? ”

In the low murmur, the giant crane's wings flapped suddenly, and the strong wind rolled under the wings, lifting the giant crane straight up to the blue clouds, and under the crane's chirp, pieces of crane feathers floated down.

The breeze was blowing, but the crane feather seemed to have fallen into a sticky swamp, and it fell straight down.

Hula-

Whoop -

Under the cliff on the top of the mountain, the huge and heavy sound of breaking the air sounded unhurriedly, the huge sword momentum lingered around the left and right, like the peak of the peak, the last sword suddenly slashed down, the vast sword momentum moved, lingering around the heavy sword, slashing on the mountain rock, and the terrifying sword marks spread to the entire cliff in an instant.

And the weak crane feather was not damaged at all, and gently landed on the palm of the sword-wielding man's palm, which was white and weak, like flying flowers and falling feathers—

Then clench.

Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng –

The sound of a sharp sword roar emerged, and a blue sword light suddenly rose under his feet, spun around, and then held the girl into a brilliant light, and suddenly rose into the sky, cutting the sky and falling towards the mountain gate~

While!!!!

While!!!!

While!!!!

The sound of the huge bell still did not stop, and the sound waves that were almost visible to the naked eye echoed above the mountain wall, and in the clattering sound, the mountain wall suddenly collapsed and fell.

………………

While!!!!

While!!!!

While!!!!

The shocking explosions rang one after another, one after another, until they resounded to the extreme, but the remnants of the bell were endless, like the spring thunder bursting, mighty, almost endless, directly implementing the entire Sword Listening Rain Pavilion!

In front of the mountain, Chu Lie stood under the gate of Baiyu Mountain with a sword, his expression was calm, and in front of him, a young man wearing a blue and white sword robe clasped his fists and saluted.

"Senior Brother Chu, please !!"

Behind him, the twelve disciples who were guarding the mountain with swords all drew their swords out of their sheaths, their long swords on the ground, and their hands held the hilt of the sword and saluted.

The voice was solemn and solemn.

"Senior Brother Chu, please !!"

Every disciple guarding the mountain, looking at Chu Lie, only had respect and meticulousness in his eyes, and there was a burning battle intent.

Listen to the rain pavilion - the sword mound only hides the world's amazing soldiers!

Where the sword is played and the sword of the rain pavilion is heard, the sword bearer hangs the demons in a place, and he can enter!

Where the sword is played and the sword of the rain pavilion is heard, the sword holder can be in the thousands of armies, and he can enter!

Where the sword is played and the sword of the rain pavilion is heard, the sword bearer ......

Those who defeat their peers in one day.

Enterable!

The sword bell rings nine times to show the vastness of his heart!

Buzz Buzz –

Qing Yue's sword roar, countless sword lights jumped up from the mountain gate in front of Chu Lie, the bright and gorgeous sword light cut the sky, the sound of whistling, connected into one, the brilliant sword light illuminated the sky, and also illuminated Chu Lie's pupils.

If Yi Jian listens to all the genius disciples of the Yu Pavilion in front of him?

Zheng !!

Backhand, draw your sword!

The blade of the sword hummed, and the low roar continued.

Breaking !!!!

(Well, the problems that the old irons said in the comments before - insufficient foreshadowing, insufficient introduction of the background framework, and the lack of clarity in the power system, I will solve it as soon as possible without affecting the plot, thank you for your suggestions, the first one is presented~)