Asking Sword Mountain did not originally have nine peaks, it was originally just a small hill with lush vegetation, which was the retreat of the first generation of Sword Immortal Nalan Yongsheng. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoAfter Mr. Nalan Yongsheng retired, he fell in love with iron, especially obsessed with sword-casting. It's just that the level of sword forging is not superb, and the countless swords that have been wasted of materials for hundreds of years have also been abandoned outside the grass house.

The disciples of Langshan naturally felt sorry for the wasted materials, but they didn't dare to tell the old gentleman that many disciples who lacked the materials for making spirit swords came to beg the old man to let them pick up some imperfect swords and go back, or use them directly, or ask the famous master to return to the furnace, in short, it is better than burying them in the barren grass.

The old man was indispensable, but he couldn't develop the habit of getting benefits for the disciples of Langshan, so he asked the disciple who wanted to ask for a sword to tell him which sword he had taken alike, and then told him that he needed to practice the sword on this hill for a few years before he could take it away according to the person's heart and the value of the sword. Another hundred years have passed, and the old man's hermitage has been rumored to be "Ask Sword Mountain", and it is rumored that going to Ask Sword Mountain can not only get a peerless good sword but also get the guidance of the Sword Immortal.

The old man has been in seclusion for two hundred years, and he is approaching his birthday, and he doesn't care if it is a seclusion, he will be noisy outside, at least he will be accompanied by the sword for a lifetime, and he feels comfortable listening to the sound of practicing the sword. In the next two years, whenever there was a person who asked the sword, he also gave instructions without reservation, and also specially told the gatekeeper of Langshan that those who seek the way of the sword in the mortal world can also enter the sword mountain.

Another three years passed, and the old man finally fell asleep during a sword lecture, and then he fell asleep forever. At that time, nearly a thousand swordsmen on Wenjian Mountain cried loudly, and then each danced the strongest sword in his life to see off the old gentleman. The sword qi of everyone danced and soared into the sky, and the heavens and the earth changed color, and even moved the heavenly dao A divine light came from the depths of the universe, and then hit the sword furnace. There is a sword there that the old sword fairy has been carved for a hundred years, and the materials used are indeed the mortal iron materials of Jitailai, and the furnace fire is also the most ordinary charcoal fire.

But it is such an ordinary sword that can no longer be ordinary, the old sword fairy has been carved for nearly a hundred years, and now the old sword fairy is even more divine light after the solution, and finally the furnace is opened into the sword, the sword is called - Dangpu, is the fourth of the top ten famous swords in Donglai, it is the ninth peak of the sword mountain today Zhenfeng fairy sword, the old sword fairy has a trace of remnant soul in it.

Since the old sword fairy, ask the sword mountain is the place where the swordsmen in the world ask the sword to bury the sword, seven thousand years of precipitation, and there are Langshan immortals cast spells into a formation, ask the sword mountain has become a wonder of the world. Every remaining sword in the sword mound has a spiritual rhyme, or a trace of meaningless remnant soul, or a trace of consciousness that remains in the world after the sword immortal is dissolved. If the Donglai swordsman wants to go further on the way of the sword, this question of the sword mountain is a level that must be taken, or die here, or come out with a sword.

Lin Xun pulled out the Zixiao Sword at the first peak, and when he came to the second peak, it was naturally the Zhenshan Immortal Sword to make a move. I saw that the fairy sword slowly floated from the ground, and then a man in white appeared next to the sword, the man stood with the sword in his hand, and smiled on his handsome face, "The Zixiao Sword has not been pulled up since it was erected two hundred years ago, and Xiaoyou seems to be a person who is destined." ”

"In Xia Lin Xun, dare to ask for advice. Lin Xun respectfully hugged his sword.

"Zuo Jianglou, the eighth generation of sword immortals, holding the sword 'Qiushui', the twelfth of the famous sword spectrum. The sword technique is the softest sword in the world, please be careful. Zuo Jianglou made a gesture of please and then didn't move, Lin Xun thought there was something wrong with him, but when he found that the wind direction around him was wrong, he definitely didn't think so, that guy had already made a sword!

The shadowless and invisible sword may be hidden in that ray of sunshine, or it may be hidden in that majesty. In an instant, Lin Xun had more than a dozen cuts on his body, but they were not deep and not critical. Zuo Jianglou smiled slightly when he saw this, "Why don't you please return first?"

I couldn't have found your sword, but ...... Touching the opening on his cheek, Lin Xun smiled confidently. Then the Zixiao Sword slashed to the right at will, and a sound of metal intersecting was heard. With some surprise, he watched Lin Xun crack this move, and said with a smile: "Interesting, then I will really hand over this sword, but don't die." ”

Then the sword that was hanging in his hand was raised by him and aimed at Lin Xun, as always, it was the kind of appearance that nothing happened, but Lin Xun tensed his nerves at this moment, he tried his best to recall the feeling of Helian Liansheng's sword flowing backwards, and then handed out the sword crookedly. The strange thing is that after this sword was handed out, there was a sound of waves colliding. Hearing this voice, Lin Xun snorted, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Unlike Lin Xun's unbearable, hearing the sound of the waves crashing, Zuo Jianglou was enjoying it. Then he walked up to Lin Xun and asked, "Do you want to change the sword?" Lin Xun was a little confused after stabilizing his mind, "What is the change of sword?"

"The sword taken from the first peak, and then there is a corresponding level of sword to block each summit, and if you win, you can change your sword to move forward. Zuo Jianglou asked indifferently, as for the fact that after the sword was changed, once the sword was taken out of the sword mound, his remnant soul would disappear, and he didn't care much about it.

"I see, thank you, sir, I like Zixiao Sword very much, so I won't change it. After Lin Xun refused, Zuo Jianglou was about to return to the top of the mountain, but was stopped by Lin Xun, "Mr. Zuo, why...... Why didn't you use the True Yuan? And the sword move sword intent is different from that of Mr. Helian. ”

"I don't want to lose to Xiao Liansheng, so I don't need him. Well, most of these remnants who are still conscious will not use other people's. As for Zhenyuan, aren't you useless?" After a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, Zuo Jianglou's figure disappeared, leaving only the autumn water that seemed to soften the daylight into moonlight in place.

After bowing to Qiushui Sword, Lin Xun walked forward again. As for why Zuo Jianglou is only better than sword intent, he didn't think much about it, maybe it was because of Mr. Liansheng's face, or something else, who knows. Forging ahead all the way, when the moon was in the middle of the sky, he finally came to the ninth peak and saw Nalan Yongsheng, who was treated like a master and a father by swordsmen in the world.

After connecting the seven peaks, he successively competed with the seven sword immortals for sword intent, relying on the tacit understanding between Zixiao Sword and him, and with the cherry blossom rain that Helian Liansheng gave him at the end, he finally came here. Unlike the previous one, when you stepped into the ninth peak, the space directly changed, and then the small dirt bag with the loess flying turned into a small hill lined with trees. Walking on the mountain road, you can vaguely see the thatched huts on the high places, and the sound of "banging" iron is also heard from there.

It was a sturdy old man, about 1.9 meters long, his hair and beard were all white and his skin was wrinkled, but his muscles had not atrophied, his swing was very powerful and charming, his eyes were a little cloudy but very clear, it was a contradiction between wisdom and time. "There is a young man who practices the Immortal Sutra, I can't compare to you who practice the Immortal Sutra, and I have lived for more than three hundred years, old man. ”

"The old man's 300-year-old man is more wonderful than others living a thousand years old. ”

"Hehe, you kid can talk. Tell me, how many hammers have I hit since you stepped into this mountain?" After the old man asked, he ignored Lin Xun, and took out a jar to sing and drank happily. And Lin Xun didn't dare to answer this question indiscriminately, because when he was about to speak, the feeling that seemed to have turned heaven and earth into a sword immediately appeared. And this feeling was much thicker and more rough than Helian Liansheng's, and he didn't have the slightest confidence that he could crack that sword intent. So...... Only correct answers can be answered.