A few days ago, Li Muran, who was willful and threw away his sword on the side of the road, showed a look of begging to borrow a sword to Seng Feidao, and waited for a long time without a response.

Li Muran, who has no bottom in his heart, has the grasp of a sword to open the mountain, and he took the big gamble game head-on, firstly, because of the recklessness of the young man's heart, and secondly, he has the honor of a century-old genius, how can he admit it when he encounters a challenge, and his face is also the face of Sanqing. Although he could touch the threshold of Tianqing Realm on his toes, and Xiu Wei did leave a group of fellow disciples far behind, the first level of Tianqing was a stumbling block that could not be kicked open, a mountain that could not be climbed.

If you don't enter the fourth realm of Tianqing, how can you open the mountain with a sword?

There is no lack of self-knowledge in the pride of Li Muran's heart is like a mirror, his current cultivation, holding an ordinary long sword, swinging a sword qi from a hundred meters away, splitting a tree and cutting a watermelon is a piece of cake, open the mountain? There have been a few times in my dreams.

The sword qi and the Dao method are combined into one, attributed to one sword and one person, the two cannot be mutually exclusive, restrain each other, if there is the slightest separation, there is the slightest mistake, and there is no complement to the confluence of the sword. The sword qi is strong and the Dao is weak, the Dao is weak and the sword qi is strong, or the sword qi and the Dao are both impure and refined, and the sword qi that is split out is all a showcase.

Looking at Zhong Shenxiu's rare sun-shooting bow in the world, Li Muran was a little stunned, but suddenly thought that as a peer, this kid can have the courage to put forward a big gamble to open the mountain, and the confidence to have no fear is probably the sun-shooting bow.

Sometimes breaking through oneself is one less gambling and one less possibility.

Turning to this, I didn't feel a little in my chest, walked in front of Seng Feidao, and whispered: "This kid has a family heirloom magic bow, and I also have to have a magic weapon, otherwise Sanqing's face will be difficult to protect today."

"If you have a sword, you don't cherish it, you deserve it, obediently shout grandpa, my sword is no worse than the sun-shooting bow" Monk Feidao looked stunned.

Li Muran was just stunned for a moment, he was used to calling the stinky old way in the past five years, and he was used to opening his mouth and closing his mouth, but he finally relented and said: "Grandpa"

Monk Feidao laughed and said: "I owe me a grandfather, I finally paid it back, good grandson, borrow the sword from the hero, don't lose the face of Sanqing"

"Can we start?" Zhong Shenxiu asked.

"Of course you can, don't lose your money"

Zhong Shenxiu's confident appearance made Hua Zhao and the others extremely worried, how the sun-shooting bow known as the Divine Bow and Treasure Crossbow is powerful is only passed on by the people of the world, and the gossip can not be fully believed, nor can it be believed, this is one of the top ten town treasures of Tianxiang Country, the snow-white bow body is made of the backbone of the dragon on the bottom of the sea, and the thin and continuous bowstring is formed with dragon tendons, and only the arms can open the power of ten thousand catties to pull the bowstring.

After the destruction of the country, the divine bow became a royal treasure of the Great Xingguo and was given to the Zhong family for generations.

Nine reusable arrows were forged by the same furnace of extraterrestrial meteorite iron and pure spirit stone, which took several years of painstaking efforts by Gongsun Zhi, the most prestigious smelting master in the world.

It's just that there are thousands of divine weapons and treasures in the world, and the mediocre Bodhi sword of Seng Fei Dao will not be seen by anyone who sees it, but who uses the magic powers and mysteries that only the stinky old Tao himself knows, and he disdains to show off with the world.

Li Muran adjusted his internal breath, usually scattered in the limbs and hundreds of remains, and the Dao method that returned to the dantian acupoint was as still as water, and at this moment he was summoned by his mind, like the wind will rise, and the water will surging in the dantian to wait for him, clamoring and fanatical, just waiting for the thunderbolt of the primordial god in the sea of master knowledge.

"Lao Jun opens his eyes, help me open the mountain with a sword", Li Muran's body glowed with a faint red light, and all the vitality from martial cultivation was like a rolling river, merging into the great river of magic and spiritual power from all Taoist cultivation.

The Bodhi sword that emitted bursts of clear sound opened up a mighty sword qi, and everyone only felt that the sword qi was like a hard-armored silver dragon breaking through the water, rushing through a deep pit that stretched away on the ground, several meters deep, and the clay and stones were separated left and right like huge waves, and rolled up in the air.

Then the earth under his feet shook and bumped like a big boat in the waves, and after the loud bang, everything returned to calm, and the sword qi was like a divine blade that could not be cut into anything, and several golden rays of light flew out of the thick white smoke of the mountain like a knife falling into the thick white smoke.

The knife cuts the tofu quickly and silently, and the sword qi opens the mountain equally quickly and quietly. A mountain peak that is not big or small is really divided into two, and the disconnected mountain surface suddenly becomes a steep cliff, sand and gravel fall in a row, and smoke and dust roll

Zhong Shenxiu, who refused to fall behind at all, burst out of his arms, and pulled the snow-white bow out of a very beautiful arc with the strength of ten thousand catties, the bowstring rang out, and the three arrows almost split into the mountain at the same time as the silver dragon sword qi, and the long arrow drilled into the mountain without decreasing its strength, and the gradual momentum was not hindered by the hard earth and stone for half a minute, until it reached the center of the mountain, the mana and spiritual power were in the final stage of the unstoppable, after the dull roar, a wave of air rushed through the mountain and rushed into the air, and a huge accumulation of clouds was split in half, flying back left and right in the sky.

The two mountains were cracked and half-opened at the same time, and Li Muran, who had no chance of winning, was overjoyed, and Zhong Shenxiu, who was expected to win this game, was saddened.

It doesn't take half a month, and there is a more condiment for wine on the dinner table of the world, and the feat of two weak-crowned teenagers can make people drink several more jars.

Flowers return to the dust and surprises are intertwined, an old face will be more glorious from now on, his apprentice will open the mountain with a sword at an impossible age, and the good stories will spread all over the world, and the revival of the declining Sanqing Palace is expected to be not an empty word.

Zhao Boyong's face was pale, and he had the regret of having a child like Li Muran, and he lamented more and more that most of his disciples were rotten wood, and he didn't dare to expect to be equal with Li Muran, but he didn't even have a candidate to follow.

The monk is not the way, Hua Guichen showed an unconcealable happiness, not for the great defense of male and female etiquette, and the shyness of his daughter's family, Li Muran will probably have a beautiful lip print on his face.

Zhong Shenxiu only sighed softly in his heart, after all, he was a young talent who had seen the world go through the ups and downs in front of the Son of Heaven, and he had already regarded the ordinary things of success or failure as light as a feather, and he didn't have too much of a heart for gain and loss, but he was responsible for the heavy responsibility of the Demon Hunting Division for the royal family, and his personal honor was related to the royal face, and he would inevitably feel a little sorry for himself if he lost.

But the young emperor who is extremely harsh and angry with others on the dragon chair, and whose rewards and punishments have never been ambiguous, has always been tolerant of himself.

The Ninety-Five Lord, the shabby descendants of the broken family, also learned from the Jianghu people to play the game of worship.

After smiling faintly, Zhong Shenxiu said: "The genius that is rare to see in a hundred years in the Sanqing Dynasty is not a false name, Li Shaoxia's sword opened the mountain gate, it is so imposing, there are really real dragons and tigers hidden on the rivers and lakes."

Li Muran, who was a little incredulous, withdrew his gaze from the two broken mountains, and said with a smile: "What I am most afraid of is a draw that is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat, endless, I am afraid that these three clear mountains are not enough for you and me to split."

"If there is a chance in the future, you and I will go to the imperial city to try it out, there are countless palaces in the imperial city, and they can be rebuilt after splitting, the emperor is in charge of the world's money, you and I have sword energy and pride, and making trouble in the imperial city also makes the emperor lively" Li Muran said with a smile

A cheeky joke about putting gold on his face and putting on a high hat for the other party is exquisite.

Zhong Shenxiu couldn't be unhappy, and said with a smile: "No need, the draw is that I lost, I have my own way to return to Beijing to restore my life, to ensure that you are okay, the world is a little big, and a little small, there are many opportunities for you and me to see each other in the future, there will be a period later, Li Shaoxia"

Towards the flowers and returning to the dust, Zhao Boyong bowed down to salute, Zhong Shenxiu jumped on horseback and said loudly: "Xuanwu White Tiger, you two will return to the court with me, and the task of Vermilion Bird will remain the same."

After a few urges to whip the horses, the military horses went away like the wind.

Everyone returned to the hall to rest with tea for a while, Hua Guichen took Lu Tanwei and his son slowly into the hall, Li Yuhe saw Zhao Boyong's face was ugly, and strode in front of him.

Li Muran has always only looked at him with squinted eyes, and seeing that he is full of servile appearance as the master of the first line, he has now decided to change to squint.

The group sat down for a long time, and the quiet atmosphere was not broken for a long time, this embarrassing atmosphere can always make people a little suffocated, and the best at provoking the conversation can only be Li Muran, who has always been uninhibited and willful.

"The habit of living in the past few days of the Lord of Lu, the luxury and wealth of the Peerless City, the Son of Heaven will be envious when he sees it, I really hope I can have the opportunity to enjoy it" Li Muran said with a smile.

Zhao Boyong was only a few seconds late, and when he heard Li Muran's impolite joke, he first angrily reprimanded Li Muran: "Li Muran, pay attention to your identity, several masters and uncles are here, don't make mistakes, laugh with the Lord of Lu City like this, I can treat you for your crimes as well as my uncles."

Hua Guichen was even more furious, and scolded: "If there are any more rude words that disrespect the elder, the teacher will be punished according to the law, and all the senior brothers are here to testify."

Lu Tan had no time to entangle with a junior, and went straight to the topic and asked: "I don't know if after a few negotiations, there will be a decision on the matter of proposing."

"Dad, Lord Lu, a few uncles, I Hua Qianshu has not yet reached the moment of being in a hurry to get married, so I have to stay in Sanqing no matter what" Hua Qianshu glanced at Lu Yuan and said: "Thank you for Lu Gongzi's favor, there are thousands of girls in the world, Lu Gongzi can find it slowly, why do you need to be in a hurry not to marry?" ”

Lu Yuan said with a smile: "There are three thousand weak waters, only take one scoop, the flower girl is the sweetest scoop of water, see it, don't be lovesick"

Lu Tanwei said: "If the flower girl doubts the sincerity of the child, she might as well say some conditions to verify it, the old man also knows a little about the girl's thoughts, if it is not sincere love, how can he be tempted." ”

"The little girl is spoiled by me, and she has never listened to my opinion, I am afraid that this matter will disappoint the city lord of Lu" Hua Guichen said with a smile.

Zhao Boyong tried his best to promote this matter, and said: "It's better to leave Lu Gongzi in Sanqing Palace for a year and a half, so that he can have a chance to get along with Qianshu, and children always need to be with them for a long time."

"Master Zhangzun said, if there is a major event and the first seat of the three veins is decided, it is good to win more and less, Senior Brother Zhao and I both agree, and this matter will naturally become" Li Yuhe was indignant.

"A few big men are chattering endlessly, love is all up to young people themselves, what is the order of parents, matchmakers' words, bullshit, stinky boy, I have heard the love words in your dreams, the little sister shouted like sweet, and now there is not even a fart" Seng Feidao stood up and scolded Li Muran.

Li Muran, who was not shy when he was seen by several girls swimming naked and naked, had a face that had never been red and was hot, and he was looking forward to having a crack on the ground to drill, and he was a little confused in the eyes of everyone.

"The fat water is about to flow to the outsider's field, and the rivals in love are all sent to the door, if you don't say it, grandpa is in a panic" Seng Feidao looked at Hua Qianshu and said: "Girl, do you like this handsome and dashing master brother?" ”

After the monk said it, Zhao Boyong and Li Yuhe didn't dare to interject, they had suffered the loss of the old man, and Zhao Boyong still has a shadow.

"I...."Hua Qianshu's face was flushed.

The girl's heart is like a green peach and plum, once it is said to be broken, it becomes a ripe fruit dyed red by the spring breeze, just waiting for someone to pick it.

Hua Qianshu's heart was like a deer, and she almost jumped out of her chest, and she couldn't say half a word with her head down.