A group of swords came from the town at the foot of the lonely mountain, which frightened the townspeople.

It's warm.

I can't see the happy mood of the sunny sun on the face, the good mood will hang on the face, and it is not good, but today's sunshine is very good, and this group of people is like a dead mother.

Anyway, it looks bad, naturally these people are going to Lonely Mountain.

There are not as many swords as the sea of swords, to be more detailed, there are thirty-three, how can the menacing appearance not scare the people in the town?

......

The lonely mountain has an enchantment, which is very accessible to people.

In the enchantment class in the deepest part of Cloud Mountain, the five enchantment masters had already noticed that the enchantment covering the entire lonely mountain had fluctuated very largely, and then saw it on the large crystal ball in the center.

"The head of the quick report, the Cangyun Sect is coming!"

Yes, this group of people all came from the Cangyun Sect in the eastern part of the continent, thousands of miles away.

The first three people are a little older, they are the fourth generation disciples of Yunzong, the person in the middle is not good-looking, a goatee is conspicuous, his name is Hailu, the person next to the left side of this person is short, probably the two eyes are trying to get together, making people look very unnatural, surnamed Liu Mingxian. And the person on the right is a little thin, and he doesn't seem to have anything special, and he is also a fourth-generation disciple, Zhang Bai.

The Lonely Mountain Sword Sect and the Cangyun Sect have always been good friends, but they didn't have so many people here like today, so they don't know what the matter is.

The enchantment class immediately sent the news to the Chengtian Palace, and the main hall sent three black-clothed deacons to the foot of the mountain to greet them. The sunshine was good, but the mood of the three black-clothed deacons immediately became bad.

The first sentence was: "Where is the head of Qingyun?" Hailu said, his expression unchanged.

The second sentence was: "We are going to the Chengtian Temple!" Liu Xian said, his expression looking solemn.

Without a third sentence, Zhang Bai was very angry.

......

It's not a good visitor, but this is a lonely mountain.

Gushan has rules that cannot be disobeyed.

There is a plank road under the Chengtian Highness of Yunshang Peak, and the difficulty of its road is difficult to go to the blue sky.

Only a third of the way up, Liu Xian was very dissatisfied and said to the three deacons who led the way in front, "Why aren't you allowed to use the sword?"

"It's the rule. A deacon said.

Liu Xian snorted coldly and stopped talking, and continued to climb up along the crowd.

So today's plank road is still a little lively.

Except for the three fourth-generation disciples of Hailu, Liu Xian, and Zhang Bai, the remaining thirty behind him are all fifth-generation sword cultivators of the Cangyun Sect, and according to their cultivation, they can naturally fly swords across this plank road to the peak. But it was so hard to climb up, so there was a slight noise in the crowd.

Is this the hospitality of the lonely mountain?

You look hateful, and you don't look like guests no matter how you look at it.

When everyone climbed to the end of the plank road, there was no scenery, and the fog covered the eyes. It's really strange, how can there be such a layer of fog just after stepping into the peak?

The two deacons said in the fog: "You can't go any further, follow me to the pavilion next to you for a while." ”

One of the people in the crowd shouted, "Could it be that you are playing tricks on people, why don't you take us to the Chengtian Palace?"

One of the deacons lowered his face and said, "This is a holy place, can you also enter it?"

The so-called holy abode, the place where the saints live, naturally refers to the holy elders of the five directions.

The young disciple knew that he had lost his words, his face turned red and he didn't say a word more, and followed the crowd to the next pavilion led by the two deacons.

The remaining deacon said to the three people, "Three of you, please go into the fog." ”

When I saw the real scenery, the fog suddenly dissipated.

Hailu has been practicing for decades, and he thinks that he is in a calm state of mind, and he can't help but be a little shocked when he sees this holy residence today, it is really a good hall!

Liu Xian was wondering if there would be anything above the main hall?

Zhang Bai was stunned for a moment at the quaartet stone statue on the eaves, wondering in his heart, why didn't he see the stone statue of Dongfang Zhenshou?

The three of them entered the temple.

After they sat down, a few more children offered tea.

After that, the hall suddenly became quiet, Hai Lu looked at the glorious and atmospheric totems on the four walls of the hall and couldn't help but feel a little serious, but he never saw this legendary holy elder, and the black-clothed deacon didn't say a word again, so he couldn't help but ask: "Why hasn't the head of your sect Qingyun come yet?" When he said this, his expression remained the same as when he asked the three deacons the first sentence at the foot of the lonely mountain, but he added a "lord".

The deacon smiled and said, "Don't worry, soon." ”

Soon, there were not many pieces, and the tea became herbal tea.

It wasn't until ...... "soon" that it was not the legendary head of the Five Directions Saint Old Gushan who came, but an old man.

An old man with white hair, beard, and white clothes.

"The head is not at home, I will pick you up. ”

"By the will of the suzerain, only for one thing. Hai Lu said: "Our sect master and your sect Qingyun Lord are both the Holy Elders of the Five Directions, I think you are afraid that you will not be able to be this master." ”

The old man smiled: "Since the head of the family asked me to act as an agent for today's affairs, naturally I can call the shots." ”

Liu Xian was dissatisfied: "Why didn't the head of Qingyun come in person?"

The old man said: "I said, the head is not at home. ”

"That being the case. Hailu said calmly: "I will get straight to the point, we want a person, and we must take a person." ”

"Who?"

"That sword boy!"

......

"How long are you going to grind it?" Ma San said as he lay on the bluestone and looked at the figure by the stream.

The sun was good and the stream was babbling.

"Nature gets better soon. Zhang Ze had already sprinkled some stream water on the stone and continued the movement in his hand. The sound of swords grinding against stones is soothing. However, the rust on the sword is still exactly the same as it was an hour ago.

"Sure enough. Ma San sighed: "It's boring." ”

"It's going to be slowly sharpened. Zhang looked at the way of the sword.