It is said that one more parting from the second one, and the sword that is bound to split the river and slay the dragon will return, but in fact, where does it take a time.

Old man Li didn't break the sky with a sword, there seemed to be signs of returning to the highest realm of martial arts, and there was no surprise, he staggered back to the bow of the boat, threw Xiudong back to Xu Fengnian, glanced at the river and the stone cliff from afar, seemed to untie the knot, smiled bitterly, and then silently walked into the cabin.

Watching the tide and learning the heavy sword, Lu Qiantang was stupid by this sword, and finally remembered the carefree predecessors who had stepped on the tide at the head of the Guangling River a long time ago, not to mention Lu Qiantang and other swordsmen in their prime, Wei Shuyang, who abandoned the sword and cultivated the Tao, couldn't help but be public, how could there be a young man who didn't want to learn from Li Jianshen who walked the rivers and lakes with a sword in a chic manner, Deng Tai'a is a new generation of sword gods, but it is far less shocking and convincing than Li Chungang, Deng Tai'a is too half-immortal and half-demon, like a heavenly figure millions of miles from the ground, after his debut, he made few moves, just with Wang Xianzhi and Cao Guanzi, and only afterwards came out some fragmented rumors, which made people smack and chew。

But the older generation of Li Jianshen is a sword and a sword in the rivers and lakes to cut out a monstrous reputation, especially with the love-hate entanglement of women, but also let countless younger generations yearn for it, like the old Taoist Wei Shuyang of Jiudoumi remembered that when Li Chungang was at the peak of martial arts, there was a female poet who admired his dusty demeanor and was obsessed with writing countless poems, praising Li Chungang's flying sword to destroy the first peak of Zhongnan, saying that the green snake in his sleeve was bold, and he said that his three-foot spirit was like Lu Zu, and he was unjust for the sky. All this has passed, she has long been old and yellow, has long been red and white, has long been buried in a lonely grave, and did not forget to let future generations burn all the poems before she died.

In the rivers and lakes where Li Jianshen is still there, there are countless of her, and she has become three thousand weak waters, and I can't see which scoop he takes. Many people in the rivers and lakes were like them in many things back then, and they were no longer in style.

Shu Xi, who has always been not afraid of heaven and earth, oozed sweat from the tip of his nose, looked at the river and closed again, the hull of the boat gradually stopped swaying left and right, turned to look at Lu Qiantang beside him, and asked in a trembling voice: "This old man is really a senior who can compete with Qi immortals?"

Even if Qi Xuanjiao has been an immortal for decades, even if he is not a Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain, all descendants will not dare to call him by name, and all of them will be honored as Qi Immortals, this is the strength above the celestial phenomenon.

Lu Qiantang, who was almost shattered by that sword, said in a deep voice: "You still don't know who he is?"

Although Shu Xi said that he was nearly thirty years old, he didn't know if it was because of his intensive study of charm, or because of his nature, there were always some innocent girl details, and he habitually pouted squeamishly: "Where do I know that the old-timer will never be Mrs. Deng." ”

Lu Qiantang was annoyed that the sword was too mysterious, he didn't even see the slightest clue, and this Dongyue swordsman had never liked Shu Shu's pretentious posture, so his tone of voice was a little heavier, "A Nanban, but a frog at the bottom of the well!"

Shu Xi stretched out his hand and flicked the green silk on his ears, and smiled coquettishly on the side: "Yo, Dongyue is not a barbarian land?

Lu Qiantang turned his head gloomily, what kind of sword god is he? This girl who ran out of the southern Xinjiang of the barbarians really wants to taste the edge of the Chixia Sword?!

Wei Shuyang, who happened to be beside the two of them, shook his head and did not speak out to persuade him. Straight to His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, Xu Fengnian sat on the bow of the boat, untied the double knife and put it aside, stretched out his hand to tease King Kong and the Bodhisattva, the two little guys were born with hooks and thorns on their tongues, and when they licked lightly, they would bring out a dense scratch on their hands, Xu Fengnian couldn't stand the endless toss of the sister and brother, not to mention the minor injuries, the ivory-white satin cuffs had already become broken, so he picked up the Spring Thunder Knife and let the young Kui King Kong hold it with four claws, hanging in the air, and it could be seen that this male was more lively. Wei Shuyang couldn't stand and talk to His Royal Highness the Prince who was sitting, sat down cross-legged, and said with emotion: "Your Highness, Lao Dao is old and has the honor to read Wudang's "Participation in the Deed", and today I met Li Lao Sword God's ability to cut the river for 200 zhang, and I have no regrets about life and death." ”

Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "Grandpa Wei, tell me, does Old Man Li's sword refer to Xuan or celestial phenomena?"

Wei Shuyang shook his head and said, "It probably has the meaning of a land immortal." Lao Dao really didn't dare to speak of Li Lao Sword God. ”

Xu Fengnian leaned against the wooden wall and joked: "Isn't this sword able to break through hundreds of armors? If the two armies face each other, and there are three or four old men Li, who are the first to fall into battle and slash and kill, how can this battle be fought?"

Wei Shuyang smiled and said, "Your Highness, if you want to ask the rivers and lakes in a hundred years, how many Li Jianshen have come out? How many masters of the Xuantian Elephant Realm are willing to be restrained by military law? Being in the military is not suitable for cultivation. ”

Xu Fengnian nodded, "Indeed, who can drive Wang Xianzhi and Deng Tai'a to charge into battle." In the Spring and Autumn War, I only heard that the imperial uncle with excellent swordsmanship in Xishu refused to resist the enemy at the cost of death, and killed 600 iron horsemen, but it was difficult to resist the next horseman iron armor and died in the bow and crossbow battle array. Wufu's rivers and lakes are like the swallow river before, the bottom of the water is a reef and a protrusion, and the water is a group of peaks and peaks. And everything is for the sake of the war of the military has become the vast water we are in, hundreds of rivers and thousands of streams converge, unless it is Xu Xiao like the name of the national war will become the lonely island, otherwise you can do everything, you have to fall under thousands of troops, before Xu Xiao led the army to trample on the rivers and lakes, the martial arts and soldiers are light, but they can't be separated, and now the rivers and lakes really have no confidence to fight with the army. Longhu Mountain was crowned the head of the whole world's Taoism, and the two Zen temples came out of a black-clothed monk who had friends with the emperor's majesty, so that he was able to recover the decline of the Liberation Gate, Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and continued to stand on three legs. In Xu Xiao's army, there are few people in the rivers and lakes who are attached to Beiliang holding talismans. ”

Wei Shuyang seemed to be immersed in the lingering afterglow of the old sword god and that sword, and he was a little distracted, but he could see that the old Taoist priest's face was full of joy, like a child getting a string of sugar gourds, it was very simple, and there was no big reason at all. It is hard to imagine that with Wei Shuyang's status in the Nine Bucket Rice Dao, with his ancient age, there will be such a childlike heart, no matter how sloppy Li Chungang's image is, Wei Shuyang only thinks about the three swords, the water droplets break the water armor in a line, the small umbrella is a sword and a sword immortal kneels, and then to today's fairy sword, in the eyes of the old Taoist, it is really worthy of the bold verses of the green snake on the sleeve. It is no wonder that the world has never been peaceful for a day, and the rivers and lakes are uneven, because everyone wants to go to the same as Lu Dongxuan and Li Chungang to encounter injustice and be peaceful.

Jiang Ni was not sure that he could win the two juvenile beasts, so he felt that the Jiang Jing that he had been obsessed with was not very good-looking, and returned to the cabin in frustration, and saw the old man Li sitting on a chair without saying a word, and when he was half asleep, Jiang Ni picked up a secret book, looked at it absentmindedly for a while, and asked softly: "Are you going to teach him to practice knives?"

Li Chungang raised his eyelids and said with a smile: "It doesn't hurt to teach him a few tricks of carving insects, the old man gives him a good face, not so that you can be less bullied." is still the same sentence, as long as you are willing to practice swords with the old man, Xu Xiaozi is practicing swords and practicing flowers, you can kill him. ”

Jiang Ni hesitated for a moment, then diverted the topic and said, "Your swordsmanship seems to be really scary. ”

Old man Li laughed, "Jiang girl, don't talk about the old man's bragging in the future, right?" But the old man told the truth, the sword just now was obtained occasionally, and the time, place and people were all right, so it had such power. Therefore, the world has millions of swords, and the sword fairy sword of the sword fairy should also be pitiful, and the old man's sword is called the realm of the sword fairy on the rivers and lakes can not last forever. The old man is very open now, and he doesn't expect to be that land immortal, he just wants to teach you everything, and if he teaches you to practice swords, he is expected to teach a female sword fairy, which is also good for the old man's reputation. ”

Jiang Ni said flatly: "Then you better teach him to practice knives." ”

The old man didn't care, and said to himself: "Lu Zu has a poem that is passed on to later sword learners: the three feet in the box do not sound often, and they do not swear to meet the same people." I think so, in the life of the old man, he has met countless sword juniors, and there is no shortage of sword training geniuses who have amazing understanding, but if you can't match the old man's temper, you are Mrs. Deng, don't want to learn the old man's two-sleeved green snake. The Wu family's sword mound gave up the sword intent and sought the heavenly sword moves, and looked down on the sword moves in the world, but the old man's mastery, not to mention how the sword intent was the best in the world, was also wonderful in the sword moves, but it made the half-dead people of the Wu family sigh to themselves that it was not as good as ......"

Jiang Ni frowned, sighed heavily, put down the book and glared, "Again?!"

Li Chungang scratched the rune dagger pinned to the bun, his expression was slightly embarrassed, and anyone outside the cabin heard his words, and he couldn't listen to it as a holy decree, but the stubborn girl in front of him who drilled the horns of the bull really didn't buy the account of the old sword god. Li Chungang was not annoyed, picked up a handful of pecans on the table, walked out of the cabin, and turned a blind eye to the boatman who almost knelt down to worship him as the dragon king, as well as the reverence of martial artists such as Lu Qiantang, plus the fear of some Beiliang light horses, all turned a blind eye, walked to Xu Fengnian and Wei Shuyang, sat down with a big grin, stretched out his foot and kicked the young kui who had just fallen from the spring thunder knife away from his feet, the elder sister Bodhisattva wanted to avenge his younger brother, landed on the ground with four sharp claws, immediately grabbed four small holes, bent down and roared, Xu Fengnian reached out and held down this little guy who was protecting the short, the young female turned her head, and looked aggrieved very humanely, Xu Fengnian smiled and shook her head, the young kui was full of spirituality, and trotted to appease her younger brother。

Old Li Sword God wondered: "The kid stepped on the shit, where did he find the beast, not to lose to the black tiger of Qi Xuanjiao." In a few years, both ends will be able to top a first-class master. It's a pity that you can't live like them for two or three hundred years. ”

Xu Fengnian was even more puzzled and asked, "Is there something wrong with me?"

The old man threw the pecan in his hand on the board of the boat, and said in a solemn manner: "Boy, it was really an eyesore to see your three-legged cat knife technique in Qingyang Palace that morning.

You pull out the embroidered winter knife with a thinner blade, and do as the old man says. ”

Xu Fengnian did not hesitate, sat up straight, and wrote "Thousand Swords and Grass Compendium" Du Sicong, a master of the sword, stood in the snow for three days in order to ask Li Chungang for guidance, Xu Fengnian was not a hypocrisy of the end of the shelf, and immediately pulled out the embroidered winter knife with a blade as thin as a cicada's wings, and the embroidered winter is more slender and slender than the spring thunder, with good intentions, it is equivalent to acquiescing that Xu Caobao is his friend and confidant, and Xu Fengnian naturally cherishes this rare friendship.

Xu Fengnian took out the embroidery winter, and seeing that the old sword god was silent, he was a little dazed, and asked in a low voice, "Then what?"

Wei Shuyang was even more cautious, this person next to him was Li Lao Sword God. Although Li Chungang was defeated by Wang Xianzhi at the beginning, Wei Shuyang abandoned his sword and entered the mountain to cultivate in a fit of anger, but in the eyes of his generation, no matter how powerful and beautiful Deng Tai'a is now, it is not as good as the older generation of Li Jianshen to convince them. You Deng Tai'a won the battle against Li Jianshen? I haven't even fought before, why did I say that the sword god said?!

Li Chungang yawned, asked Xu Fengnian to hang the blade of the knife at a fixed height, and said impatiently: "Boy, you flick the blade of the knife with your fingers and try to see if you can break the pecans on the floor." ”

Xu Fengnian adjusted his breathing, squinted his eyes and stretched out his fingers, and with a crisp ding, Wei Shuyang, who was watching intently, saw that the body of the embroidered winter knife was bent out of an arc, but it was a pity that there was still a finger distance between the pecans on the ground. Xu Fengnian was not discouraged, his fingers swept lightly on the knife body, found a point, flicked his fingers, and Xiudong instantly curved like a full moon, ding, and then bang, smashing a pecan in an instant, and knocking out a mark along with the ship's board.

Wei Shuyang subconsciously wanted to stroke his beard, and suddenly realized that there was Li Lao Sword God present, and he didn't dare to make a mistake, but the old Taoist priest was very appreciative of His Royal Highness the prince's hand sword, don't look at the thin body of the embroidered winter, but not everyone can pop this tenacity at will.

Old man Li held his cheek with one hand and continued: "Next, try to crush the pecans, but you can't leave marks on the floor. ”

Xu Fengnian frowned slightly, did not rush to flick his fingers, but rubbed on the embroidered winter knife, and comprehended the "Green Water Pavilion Jiazi Xi Sword Record" on Wudang Mountain The essence of swordsmanship to carve chess pieces, benefited a lot, so that Xu Fengnian consciously controlled the flow of qi in the body, the root of the sword strength, and smashed the pecan without affecting the ship's board, which is no longer a simple matter of increasing or decreasing in strength, which is the same as the sword master who seems to easily stab a sword but contains countless cumbersome sword moves, grabbing the knife and accumulating strength, emphasizing when and where to explode, but also to be specific to how much to explode, whether it is a few catties and a few taels, or thousands of pounds, are all headaches of esoteric knowledge, Xu Fengnian did not flick his fingers, the old man always held his cheeks, so tidy, pinched a walnut with two fingers and threw it in front of his eyes, inhaled gently, inhaled it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Boy, hurry up, the old man doesn't have time to watch you in a daze. ”

Xu Fengnian smiled wryly, gathered his mind, flicked his fingers, the arc was still full, there was a sense of mysterious beauty, the walnuts were broken, but the floor left subtle traces.

Flick the knife several times, all the same.

The old sword god said with a disdainful face: "I read "Thousand Swords Grass Compendium" in vain, you just listen to books like this, and waste Jiang girl's saliva." ”

Xu Fengnian closed his eyes and recalled the scene when the water droplets turned into a sword.

The old man got up, patted his buttocks and sneered: "One day, stack two more walnuts, remember to crush the walnuts below, and the board and the walnuts on the top should be intact." But the old man estimates that with your boy's bad understanding, not to mention the latter, even a trivial matter like this now is hanging. If you can't do it, you will go to practice with Lu Qiantang. ”

Xu Fengnian was silent, thinking hard, probably because the old sword god felt that this guy looked too much like the Wu family sitting on a sword, and he was more and more in a bad mood, and walked into the cabin without looking back.

Wei Shuyang gently left the bow of the boat, not to be disturbed.

Sit until dusk, and then until the moonlit night.

Late at night, Yu Youwei went to put on a shirt for Xu Fengnian.

Xu Fengnian just pointed to the broken walnuts all over the ground, and Yu Youwei immediately went to get another handful and stacked it in front of him.

In the early morning, the old man came to the bow of the boat sleepily, and saw Xu Fengnian learning from him to support his cheeks in a daze, and took a closer look.

There are several large red carp jumping out of the water.

This is a common sight in the great rivers.

The old sword god turned to leave, and when he was far away, he muttered to himself: "Good boy, the carp has jumped the dragon gate, this time it is gone." But the old man depends on how many times you can dance in the next ten years!"My QT room is open!The official QT room number of the princes of the Beacon Opera [1655]