Kunlun Mountain is high and majestic, soaring upward, just like a fairyland on earth.

Ye Junlin stayed at Yuzhu Peak, accompanied by Wei Wuji and Lao Wu. A hundred 'Lin' word camps, stationed at the foot of the mountain, will not set foot in Kunlun half a step if there is no urgent matter.

The young Taoist priest who rode the green ox often paced, not to see Ye Junlin, but to see Wei Wuji.

The young Taoist priest's expression was extremely light, no matter who he was looking at, he was Gujing Wubo, but he looked at Wei Wuji, and instantly changed into a flattering villain's face.

Ye Junlin couldn't figure it out.

If you can't figure it out, you don't think about it, the purpose of his coming to Kunlun Mountain is to practice swords, not to think about things.

Lao Wu taught sword intent, Wei Wuji taught swordsmanship, and Taoist priests in Tsing Yi came to play from time to time, instructing Ye Junlin to move and a half 'Heavenly Dao', and his life was also fulfilling.

Zhao Chongshan did not appear again except for the beginning of his face. Ask the young Taoist priest, it is said that he has practiced in retreat.

Lao Wu awarded the sword, which was extremely strange and harsh.

The sword was not given a sword, but a rusty broadsword was raised. Practice knives but don't seek sharpness, do the opposite, blunt knives.

Wei Wuji looked at Ye Junlin's blank face, smiled lightly, and said nothing.

From early spring to midsummer, no matter the wind or rain, they all stand in the sun, carry the knife with one arm, stand for four, five, six, seven or eight hours, the blade can not be oblique, otherwise they will have to start again.

On the first day, Ye Junlin gritted his teeth and persevered for eight hours, fainting on the spot. The blade never tilted, to be precise, not even trembling.

Lao Wu looked at Ye Junlin, who fell to the ground, walked over and pinched the kid's stiff arm, and smiled slightly. took the knife, and a wisp of sword qi swung out.

The inconspicuous blunt knife shone with a rune, lingering for a week before disappearing into the blade.

The days that followed, still uneventful, except for standing for a few hours a day, a few extra items were added.

Lao Wu did not teach Ye Junlin any profound and subtle swordsmanship, but just asked him to repeat a few boring movements repeatedly: straight stab, oblique teasing, vertical slashing, and sweeping. 3,000 stabs, 3,000 teasers, 4,000 splits, and 4,000 plunders.

Lao Wu thought that Ye Junlin would ask 'why', but unexpectedly, Ye Junlin didn't say a word from beginning to end, just buried himself in hard practice.

This made Lao Wu very depressed.

The day of sword practice coincides with the great heat, and after the great heat is the beginning of autumn. After the white dew, autumn equinox, and cold dew, the fine frost falls.

The caftan was replaced with short sleeves, and the short sleeves were changed back to the caftan again, and between the rotation of clothes, half a load of time was almost dispersed.

No matter how spring flowers, summer, and autumn leaves rotate, Ye Junlin's attitude towards knife practice is always the same. Lao Wu was very pleased with this.

Practicing swords and swords is no better than the young Taoist priest practicing the 'way of heaven', paying attention to chance. The cultivation of kendo is like a dripping stone to wear

Ye Junlin's life is quite boring, but the young Taoist priest is even better: in addition to watching the mountains and watching the mountains every day, he is riding cattle and herding cattle, and the days are boring.

The young Taoist priest is named 'Hu Jinming', and the entire Kunlun, except for Zhao Chongshan, has not been able to pass his rank. It is said that when the former head of the sect ascended, he went down the mountain to accept him as a closed disciple when he was still in infancy.

There are six palaces and thirteen views in Kunlun Mountain, and tens of thousands of swordsmen, swordsmen, and Taoist priests. Whoever sees this young man has to be respectfully called 'Uncle Ancestor'. Those who are younger in generation even have to shout 'Master Tai Zu'. Fortunately, this young 'ancestor' has never gone down the mountain, but in front of the mountain gate, take a look at the archway of 'Kunlun Dangxing'.

Hu Jinming lived in Kunlun for 20 years, and most of the time, he was either in the Taiqing Palace of Yuzhu Peak, or on the Big and Small Lotus Peaks, riding a green ox upside down with a crown, and rarely had contact with people.

Fortunately, a few people have seen Hu Jinming's true face, and when they go back, they tell people that this 'uncle ancestor' has an excellent temper, is extremely knowledgeable, and has a wonderful demeanor.

Originally, it was just a residence where he lived alone, but now there is a Ye Junlin.

Hu Jinming is not angry or angry, generous and natural, in addition to watching the mountains and watching the mountains and herding cattle and riding bulls, he also goes to set up with Wei Wuji, and guides Ye Junlin in one and a half moves.

came and went, and the two people who had been bored for a long time gradually became friends.

"Old Hu, why don't you ever go down the mountain?" Ye Junlin had practiced the knife for a day, his bones were almost falling apart, he fell into a pile of firewood, and asked curiously.

The youngest 'Shi Shuzu' in the history of Kunlun Taoism grinned: "Before the master ascended, he taught me some longitude and latitude arithmetic, and let me do a small calculation every day, a middle calculation every month, and a big calculation every month. I don't know when to go down the mountain and when to retreat, but since I learned this arithmetic, there hasn't been a day when I don't need to retreat. ”

"I see that in your life, you don't have to go down the mountain. Ye Junlin, who was extremely tired, fell into the grass pile and fell into a deep sleep.

Hu Jinming sat on the Jade Pillar Peak, holding his cheeks with both hands, stunned, his vision blurred, like a red dress coming slowly, looking delicate, captivating the country and the city.

Hu Jinming's face was slightly red, and his eyes slowly closed, as if he had drunk a jar of thousand-year-old wine.

Half in the bag.

"Red beans are born in the south, spring comes and branches wither in winter, and lovesickness is better than lovesickness. ”

Above the head of the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi, more than a dozen white-feathered cranes full of aura circled and chirped, setting him off like an immortal.

Lao Wu chuckled and said, "This kid is a little interesting." ”

Wei Wuji caressed the teacup in front of the table, absent-minded.

"How?"

Lao Wu raised his hand and drank all the tea in front of him: "This little doll is practicing the 'Supreme Heavenly Dao'. ”

Wei Wuji was slightly startled, and the coarse porcelain tea bowl in his hand fell in vain and shattered

Kunlun lives in the northwest of Qingxiao, with a radius of thousands of miles, no people, only wasteland deserts, high mountains and dense forests.

Where there are few people, it is easier to survive.

Those who committed capital crimes in the 'Spring and Autumn Seventeen Kingdoms' took the guys in their hands, robbed their homes all the way, and fled to this wilderness.

After a long time, there were more cottages around Kunlun.

usually acts as a mercenary, leads the way to hunt, earns a salary, occasionally turns against each other, kills people and sells goods, and has never done less. To put it bluntly, in this piece of recklessness, as long as it is in the hands of a mercenary, it is soaked with countless innocent blood.

On the one hundred and eleventh day of knife practice, Ye Junlin received a special test.

In the southeast of Kunlun, there is a mercenary bandit. They had just sacked a caravan of seventeen men, women, and children, all of whom had died.

Ye Junlin's task is extremely simple: to kill all these beasts who hurt nature and reason.

Ye Junlin put the blunt knife on his shoulders and stepped down the mountain, thinking that it would be an easy task, but at the moment of going down the mountain, he heard another request from Lao Wu.

"You must not use occult techniques, and you must not use hierarchical coercion. Only swing the knife and slash, just like the confrontation of the chaotic army, eye to eye, knife to knife hand-to-hand combat. ”

Ye Junlin's eyebrows flashed with a hint of melancholy