Qingcheng Mountain has many plants and trees, the four seasons are verdant as usual, because the peaks are ringed, the shape is like the city and gets the name, many visitors like to visit the mountains and rivers on weekdays, indulge in wanton and wanton between the considerable first-class sect Longmen one or two, often have its disciples in the mountain stream forest to practice sword fighting, often attract everyone to watch and applaud, fortunately under the Longmen faction are strictly abide by the precepts, so as not to drive away these extremely annoying tourists.

Today, the Longmen faction almost poured out the nest to welcome the Longhu Mountain people who came from afar, and the mountains and forests are a quiet and quiet scene, from time to time there are three or five tourists coming and going, startling the birds and birds to fly in the wings.

"In the past, there were always Taoist priests who practiced swords here, and every move was extremely exciting. A scholar picked up a branch and poked it forward, hitting the waist socket of his companion in front of him, causing a lot of nonsense.

"Alright, alright, the trail is slippery, so it's better to pay attention. One of them stopped.

At this time, there was a loud noise in the direction of the side ridge, and everyone was shaken left and right, and almost fell down the hillside, and couldn't help but exclaim: "What... What's going on? What's going on?"

"Look at the sky!"

When everyone heard the sound, they saw two figures standing in the sky on the side of the ridge, one yellow and one green, both stepping on flying swords, chic as immortals.

"Haha, white-haired child, look at how my spell is, drum up the wind and give birth to a tiger!" The bearded old man in the apricot yellow robe naturally didn't understand the old way, I saw him puff up his cheeks, pinch his lips with the index finger and thumb of his right hand, and put his left hand up to his mouth and blew a breath forward, a half-virtual and half-real tiger grew from small to large, and finally became eight feet high and low between the two, the empty tiger eyes were like a bottomless abyss staring at the small figure in front of him, looking up to the sky and letting out a silent long roar, and swooped forward.

Seeing the wind tiger pounced, he was called "white-haired child", but in fact, he only had a strand of white hair on his sideburns, and the person wearing a green shirt and robe held a chaotic water and wood sword, pointed to the sky, and said: "The tiger can't run when it's wet, watch me drink the clouds into rain!"

"Haha, do you think that Senior Brother and my Wind Tiger are so bad? You must know that Senior Brother is still above you in the ability to walk clouds and pray for rain, how can you be defenseless?"

Before the words fell, the wind tiger really changed again, although its body became smaller and smaller, but at the same time it became more and more condensed, and then a pair of wings grew from its back. Finally, a winged wind tiger spread its wings and flew out of the rain cloud, and after a circle in mid-air, it changed direction and pounced on the people who were not in the way again.

The person frowned, took out a yellow rune paper from his bosom and threw it into the air, and the rune paper was good in the wind, turning into a golden rope to face the wind tiger.

"It's not good, junior brother, where did you learn this 'Binding Immortal Lock' technique?" I didn't understand the old way and was taken aback, but I could only watch the wind tiger being tied up in a strong knot.

The people of the channel were exposed to the sun, and said: "Senior brother, you are good at summoning dragons and tigers, as your junior brother, you naturally have to keep a hand! Although this talisman is only used in the yellow talisman, it can still restrain your dragon and tiger skills, so you have been cut off by most of my ability, what should you do?"

In ancient times, rune paper could be divided into seven types: yellow, blue, pink, green, red, purple, and black due to different functions or beliefs and manufacturing methods, and the increase in carrying spells was enhanced in turn. Of course, there are other schools that follow the five-element talisman system, which is divided into white, green, black, red, and yellow, but this five-element rune paper only looks at the five elements of the spell cast to select the rune paper, and there is no amplification effect.

I don't understand the old way's eyes sank, and said: "I have countless dragon and tiger mountain dao methods, I majored in such thaumaturgy because of the hundred beast sword in my hand, I didn't expect that you also learned that kind of immortal art, if it weren't for my senior brother, I recently had an epiphany, I'm afraid I won't be able to get a good deal with you!"

The Wind Tiger suddenly dissipated from the sky, and the runic paper that bound the immortal lock floated back into the hands of the people who did not pass.

I can't understand the old way anymore, the wind and fog all over my body, my eyes have become beast pupils, the wind on my arms is condensed, and a pair of tiger claws are faintly revealed.

"Although the Dao Gate has failed to invite the gods to have a great technique, but the old Tao I still have something from the epiphany, and I have a spiritual technique!" I don't understand the old way and shouted, my beard was angry, and I threw myself towards the people who didn't pass through it, and it came in an instant, and my hand was like a claw and grabbed at the people who didn't pass it.

The people who didn't come through the channel were horrified, seeing that the tiger claw was caught, they didn't have time to sacrifice the "bundle immortal lock", so they had to open their mouths, and a grain of glory was spit out, swaying towards the tiger claw.

"Boom"

There was a fluctuation in mid-air, causing the two of them to flutter in their clothes and their robes to sway.

In the stalemate between Tiger Claw and Haoguang, the two of them were also sweating profusely, and they saw Tiger Claw slowly advancing, and the two of them had a pair of eyes, both of them smiled bitterly, and then both withdrew their respective exercises.

I almost hit a real fire again.

"Why don't we wait for the boy to wake up and let him decide?" the informant suggested.

I didn't understand the old way, brushed my beard, and agreed: "Just according to what my junior brother said!"

The two of them tidied up their clothes, and both of them raised their magic swords and flew towards Qingcheng, leaving a mountain of envious tourists.

The government army defending the city seemed to have long been accustomed to the two people who came and went, and they did not dissuade them when they saw it. After all, the other party is a ground-level master, and he is also a disciple of their Dao Tower Master, even if it is just a registered disciple, it is enough for them to look up to and respect.

But after a while, two people shouted from the city: "Vain!"

Where is Luo Buyi at this time?

As the saying goes: there are many famous mountain monks in the world, and the rest of the famous caves are divided by other forces, such as Qingcheng Mountain and Shu Mountain, Qingcheng Mountain is a famous Taoist mountain, an ancestral land, this Shu Mountain is also extraordinary, and it is the holy land of sword cultivation in the world.

Sword cultivation is the top cultivator in the martial arts, and it is also the one with the largest number of martial artists, it is very easy to get started in martial arts, and most of the people who enter the martial arts are famous for an iron sword.

The so-called one flute and one sword flat business can be regarded as living up to its crazy reputation for fifteen years.

In fact, sword cultivation in the Dao Gate can only be regarded as the end of the side branch. Most of the Taoists major in the inner and outer Dan method, other ways of practice may also be various, but there are almost no majors in swordsmanship, in the view of the Taoist swordsmanship is auxiliary, although there are many Taoist swords, but mainly used as a decoration and spell casting medium, even if it is possible to practice some swordsmanship is only for walking the rivers and lakes to defend themselves.

Cultivators are the Tao and immortal, and the method of sword cultivation is not the method of immortality.

Heaven and earth have five immortals, heaven, earth, man, god, and ghost. In Daomen, those who enter the earth level can be called earth immortals, and those who enter the heaven level can be called heavenly immortals, and the method of sword cultivation on the land of the five states can only be cultivated to the ground level, and the theory of land sword immortals comes from this.

In terms of the hundred-year lifespan of ordinary people, the lifespan of cultivators increases by half a hundred after entering the Xuan level, and another hundred after advancing to the ground level, the lifespan limit of this earth immortal is more than two hundred and fifty years old, even if there are many good health people who live longer, but they are not more than three hundred years old.

Therefore, after the disintegration of the sword immortal's corpse, his cultivation turned into ashes, and he was sent to water, which was not taken by the Daomen.

Especially today, no sword cultivator can enter the ground level.

But Rao is like this, the sword practitioners in the world are still like moths to the fire, one after the other, which can be described as tragic for a while.

Dozens of large and small sword cultivation sects within the scope of Shu Mountain, among which there is a sect that occupies the main peak of Shu Mountain, called Sword Gate, the leader of the sword cultivation of Shu Di Jian Gong, relying on the danger of Shu Peak, the difficulty of Shu Dao, the top existence of the second-class sect, if it is not for the difficulty of sword cultivation to enter the ground level, it has long become a first-class sect.

It is difficult for the sword to be cultivated at the ground level, but in fact, Shu Dao is not far behind.

Longma carried Luo Buyi out of Qingcheng Mountain almost as if he was escaping, and then tossed and turned back and forth somehow to the foot of Shu Mountain, looked at the stone steps that seemed to climb to the sky and snorted loudly, spread his hooves and went up the mountain.

The difficulty of Shu Road is difficult to go to the blue sky.

Look at the straight and bumpy mountain road, the foot-wide path between the cliffs, not the frequent visitors in the mountain such as the medicine picker, or the owner of the mountain such as the sword gate, it is really a problem to go up to this Shu Mountain. But it didn't seem to be difficult for a white donkey, and the dragon horse stepped on the ground very steadily, almost slipping, and when it came to a place where it was difficult to set foot or a path that was cut off, it stole a glance around, and then with a grin, disappeared in place, and when it reappeared, it was already in a place where it was easy to trample on all four hooves. And although Luo Buyi on its back sat steadily, it still looked half-asleep, and if it woke up and looked at its feet, it was afraid that it would be scared half to death by this high and steep cliff, and you must know that there were not even a few trees on this cliff.

But since the road to Shushan is so difficult to walk, why Yilongma's lazy temperament has to take Luo Buyi, who has little self-awareness, to the top of Shushan, it is estimated that no one knows except it.

In this way, under the "hard work" of Longma all the way, a person and a donkey finally came to the top of Shu Mountain, and at the end of the steps there is a sword-shaped stone tablet, about three zhang high, the word "sword gate" is written on it, one stroke at a time, and the sword spirit is overflowing.

"Who's coming!" a coquettish shout rang out.

Behind the stele, a man and a woman flashed out, two disciples of the Sword Gate dressed in sackcloth and dressed in sackcloth, standing in front of the stele with swords in their arms, their right hands and sword fingers on their left fists, and said in unison: "The disciples of the Sword Gate guarding the mountain, Suo Fang and Yuan Ting, have seen this friend, and dare to ask what sect and sect the friend is from, and what is the reason for coming to my Sword Gate?"

Although the sword gate is a second-class sect, but it acts in a moderation, it has long had a majestic posture of the first-class sect, generally speaking, after the disciples of the mountain guard report their home, the visitors will also explain their origins, the two sides are considered to be good-looking, not to hurt the harmony and earn enough face, more importantly, to know whether the other party is here to ask for something or to find trouble, and it is good to report to the sect to take precautions.

No, Suo Fang and Yuan Ting reported their homes first and then waited for the visitors to report their homes according to the custom, thinking that it would be a simple matter.

However, waiting left and right, a cup of tea has passed, and the unique sword salute performed by the two of them is almost a little overwhelmed, and the other party still has no response.

Looking at the strange man riding a white-haired donkey not far in front of him, holding a wooden stick and holding a broken red umbrella, Suo Fang asked again: "This friend came to my sword gate to ask for something?"

He was met with the donkey's disdainful look, which took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the urge to draw his sword.

"If a friend happens to pass by and can leave now, how about the two of us as if this didn't happen?" Yuan Ting frowned, but in the end, it was a woman, and she had to think more about it than Suo Fang, the other party didn't look like she was looking for trouble, so it was good to let him go, so as not to give birth to a corner and look like a dignified sword door to oppress people.

Yuan Ting's words had some effect after all, Ryoma no longer rolled his eyes at the other party, but stepped out of the four hooves, intending to forcibly bump into the two of them and rush into the sword gate!

"How daring!"

"Look for death!"

Suo Fang and Yuan Ting jumped up, drew their swords and stabbed at the rushing white-haired donkey.

However, Ryoma slammed his hooves, and Luo Buyi on his back was thrown out and slammed straight into the swords of the two Sword Sect disciples.

Suo Fang and Yuan Ting just wanted to stop the white-haired donkey, and they didn't really want to hurt people, but at this time, the sword move had been used and the strength was old, and it was even more difficult for the two of them to take it back.

Just when Luo Buyi was immediately stabbed, the black knife behind Luo Buyi unlocked the seal of the blade by itself, and Luo Buyi reached out to hold the handle of the knife, separated the two iron swords with a gentle knife, and then turned over and flew up, and the wooden stick in his arms was naturally thrown out, smashing into Ryoma's head, and it was so painful that it hissed.

And the sword-shaped stele on Luo is not easy to stand in the wind, his eyes are closed, there is no rain but he is holding a remnant umbrella, the black knife is pointing downward, the sealing belt is swinging with the wind, the posture is chic, what a young man with a knife!