Okay, drink your wine, and in return, I'll open the way for you with 20,000 miles of sword qi, and Ma Yu'er will go back. If you want to find a sword, at least come back after you have the right way."

After saying a kind word, the young man next to him was indifferent.

The man in red pouted and said, "You are looking for death, I won't stop you."

Taking the canoe back to the green umbrella, Liu Jingxuan turned around, hugged his fists and said, "If it is not troublesome, bother the seniors to open the way, let my two friends go out, I still want to go in and have a look."

The man in red twitched his eyelids, and said in his heart that the first time we met, I would be polite to you, why didn't you be polite to me?

Seeing the eyes of this senior, Liu Jingxuan sneered and said, "Forget the trouble, Hedao sword cultivation, 20,000 miles with a sword, I don't think it's a difficult thing, since the predecessor is not good at it, then forget it."

The man in red couldn't stop laughing, this kid really knows how to climb the pole! If I don't give you sword qi to open the way, doesn't it mean that my swordsmanship is average?

Before Liu Jingxun could ask, Ada sat down suddenly, like a child, and said angrily, "I'm not leaving."

The man in red was just about to say something, since you don't want to leave, then you can go in and take a look, just wander around the edge, maybe you can live.

As a result, before he could say anything, he was shocked at first.

The man in red looked incredulous, looked at Liu Jingxuan, and sighed, "You don't have to go, I will protect you wherever the uncle wants to go."

Not to mention Liu Jingxuan, Hu Xiaoxiao's jaw almost fell to the ground.

She couldn't help asking, "What's going on?"

The man in red said helplessly, "Don't ask what's going on, just tell me where the three of you are going."

Liu Jingxun said softly, "If you can, let's go to Yuan Gong's predecessor first."

The man in red shook his head, "This really can't be done, we have to go elsewhere first."

As he spoke, he was suddenly stunned, and then changed his words.

"Well, they can go to Yuan Gong's seniors first, you can't, you have to go around first."

Liu Jingxun was stunned for a moment, and said helplessly, "Why?"

The man in red pouted, "I still want to know."

After a pause, he sighed and said, "Baiyue's girl can feel the position of Yuan Gong, you go with this Gan giant to find Yuan Gong's seniors, rest assured, if you can't beat it, you will shout for help, and someone should take care of it."

Rest assured, there should be someone to take care of?

How can you rest assured?

Hu Xiaoxiao turned her head to look at Liu Jingxun, and said softly, "What should I do?"

Liu Jingxuan said with a smile: "This senior swordsmanship is proficient, he reassures you, you can rest assured, I'll take a look around, and then meet at Yuan Gong's senior."

Hu Xiaoxiao said well, but it was a little difficult to explain Ada.

"Ada, you and Miss Hu are waiting for me at Yuan Gong's senior, and I'll look for you soon, okay?"

Ada whispered, "Count?"

Liu Jingxuan nodded, "Of course."

The giant slowly straightened up, picked up the giant gun, and nodded, "That's fine."

Soon the two of Ada were taken away, and only Liu Jingxun and Yuan Gong were left here at this moment.

Liu Jingxuan took out another pot of one of the few good wines, handed it to the man in red, and asked with a smile, "The predecessor is also from the Middle-earth clan?"

The man in red nodded and said, "Si Lizhou Cheng Ji Ren Clan, Cao Feng, the word Wushan."

Liu Jingxun grinned, "Then we are fellow countrymen! It's very close. Ancient Chengji, today water. Fuzhou County, Leping County, where my home is located, was called Chiting in ancient times, and it is not thousands of miles away from Tianshui."

Cao Feng really took this offspring, less than 10,000 miles, you told me that it was close?

But there's no way, whoever told that old thing to speak, it's not okay if you don't listen, it's easy to be beaten.

How did you die last time? Isn't it just a cheap mouth, scolded an old thief, and was hacked to death with a sword on the spot.

"That sword, you can't get it this time anyway, this is Yuan Gong's original words. Then you can walk around, but you have to go to the central battlefield, and if you don't go, you won't have a chance in the future. The latter sentence is almost the same as the original sentence."

Liu Jingxun smiled: "The annoying seniors have led the way."

Cao Feng sighed and said helplessly, "The center of the 100,000 Great Mountains is roughly divided into three areas. One is a gathering place for qi cultivators who practice here, the other is a gathering place for demon cultivators, and there is also a gathering place for ghost cultivators. The so-called gathering place is actually the ashram occupied by the monks, and there are not many people. In addition to these three places, the most central place that no one dares to visit, and the desolate place for thousands of miles outside."

Liu Jingxun smiled: "Then let's move forward slowly and take a look around."

Cao Feng took the lead in descending the mountain, and Liu Jingxun turned into a thunderous sword light and followed closely.

The red-clothed swordsman was slightly surprised, and said in his heart that he had once stepped on the top of the mountain, if it was an ordinary Jindan sword cultivation, it would be very powerful to fly with a sword, and this incarnation of the sword light was far away, at least it could only be displayed by the fugue realm.

No wonder it won the favor of that old thing.

Where did he Cao Feng know that his so-called old things were also forced by people to pinch their necks.

After traveling about three hundred miles, the thunder sword light suddenly fell to the ground, and the young man with the green umbrella wooden sword on his back looked at the scene in front of him, his face was complicated.

At least hundreds of human bones in front of him are distributed within a radius of more than ten miles, and almost every two or three human bones are not far away, there will be a huge demon skeleton.

None of these personal ancestors died lying down.

He who holds a sword in his hand holds a sword in both hands, and he who holds a spear holds a spear against himself.

Cao Feng turned back, and said softly after landing on the ground: "I also came here to know that the legend of the later generations is wrong, and the battlefield here is not a battlefield divided by the demon clan's dissatisfied territory after the Middle Earth Divine Continent was divided into nine continents. The battlefield of the 100,000 Great Mountains was a battlefield between the gods and demons in ancient times, when some demon clans defected."

Liu Jingxun was silent, slowly rolled up his sleeves, walked to the nearest white-clothed skeleton, saluted, and bowed deeply.

Cao Feng frowned, and said in a deep voice: "These seniors have made great contributions in the world, if you dare to ......

Halfway through the words, Cao Feng was ashamed.

For the young man had bent down and dug a pit nearby, and leaned on his hands.

The center is thousands of miles, and once upon a time it was also a mountain. It was because of a big war that countless mountains were flattened, and most of the land was smashed and sunk, and it was tamped over and over again. Even if that kid is a martial arts cultivator, digging soil here is as difficult as a mortal digging with his bare hands.

Cao Feng was speechless for a while, but words came from his ears: "Whatever he wants, you don't care, just don't let him be beaten to death by those wandering demons outside."

After a long time, the sky was getting dark, and the young man finally dug the first pit.

He carefully removed the long sword with the white bone in the palm of his hand, but suddenly stopped, turned his head and said, "Can you bother Senior Cao to cut down some trees?"

Cao Feng nodded, threw out the saber at his waist, and in just a few breaths, a large pile of large logs that had been cut into planks were piled up here.

Liu Jingxun smiled and said, "The senior has a heart."

With that, Cao Feng just had to find a mouse hole to get into.

He has been here for more than a thousand years, why didn't he think of putting these predecessors in the ground?

Liu Jingxun waved his hand, the Shanshui Bridge flew out on its own, the canoe also flew out of the green umbrella, and the two fairy swords were cut and made into a simple coffin.

Liu Jingxun walked over and picked up the coffin, put the white bones into the planed soil pit, and then waved his hand to bury it.

Fortunately, this kid is not stubborn enough to rely on one hand, how many fallen predecessors are here! With a pair of hands, I'm afraid I'll have to stay here for years.

In the end, Liu Jingxun stuck the rusty long sword that had long since dissipated his aura into the grave, took off the wine gourd and poured some wine.

"Forgive the younger generation for being self-righteous, I just think that Qi refiners are also human beings, and they must always be in the ground. For example, today, it may not be as your predecessors expected, but more than half is still good. You seniors don't have to guard it, the Yangtze River has back waves, the mountains and trees have become shady, and we and other juniors can keep the world."

With that, the young man continued to dig, and the two swords carefully chopped the wood.

So repeatedly, the young people are tireless.

Until dawn, Cao Feng finally sighed, stepped forward, and helped the young man dig the pit with his bare hands.

"I'm convinced."

Liu Jingxuan grinned, also rested, reached out and took out two pots of wine, handed a pot to Cao Feng, and said in a deep voice: "In this place alone, there are so many people with different heads and incomplete bones, you can imagine how tragic the battlefield was back then. I'm not in a high state of mind for the time being, and that's all I can do."

Cao Feng took a sip of wine and buried himself in the soil, but still asked, "The realm is high, what do you want to do?"

Liu Jingxun grinned, "I'm not afraid of the jokes of my predecessors, I have two plans for the time being. The first thing is to at least step into the realm of seeking truth within twenty years, and then go to Guiru, at least close the portal to the Eight Desolations in Guiru, and do not re-enter the building or return to Middle-earth within Jiazi. Then, there will be revenge, and wait for the heavens and men to come to earth, and there will naturally be a sword waiting in the world."

Cao Feng was stunned for a moment, raised his head and asked, "What do you mean?"

Liu Jingxun bent down to dig the soil, and said in a deep voice: "Within Jiazi, the highest heavenly gate in the world will be opened, and the peace of Jiuzhou for 8,000 years has to be guarded by us who are big fists."

Cao Feng frowned and said in a deep voice, "Is the news reliable?"

Liu Jingxun nodded, "It's certain, it's just that what will happen after the door is opened, I'm just speculating."

The red-clothed swordsman took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "The current Great Unification Dynasty of Middle-earth is called Jing Yang? Are you Jing Yangren? The mountain is also in Jingyang?"

Liu Jingxuan nodded and said, "The Jingyang Dynasty is displaced from the Qingxing Mountain."

Speaking of this, Liu Jingxun couldn't help frowning.

"My mountain has long since perished, and now I am alone. However, this time when I return to my hometown, I will slowly clean up and try to make some noise within 10 years."

Cao Feng raised his head and asked, "The fall of the mountain has something to do with the outside of the sky?"

It is not difficult to guess, if you can know such an inside story, how can it be an ordinary sect?

Liu Jingxuan nodded and said, "At least there is the support of the so-called heavenly beings."

Cao Feng turned around to carry the coffin, and said as he walked, "I will strive to reshape my body within thirty years, and you will leave a place for me on that mountain."

Liu Jingxuan looked surprised and sighed.

The man in red who resisted the coffin smiled and said, "It is impossible to stay in the 100,000 mountains all the time, there must be a place to stay after you go out."

After a pause, Cao Feng said softly, "I'm also a person! Not to mention a big fist."

There are some truths that are extremely simple to anyone, such as the sky falling and the tall man will be on top, and there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, but in fact, in the final analysis, it is a kind of helplessness that cannot be done.

What's more, the tall ones are willing to carry the falling canopy? Presumably most people will say, why?

In the year of the catastrophe, the poor changed their sons, and the rich locked their positions, and such things were not uncommon.

But what can you say? Isn't people's money a leaf blown by the wind, and a basket is swept on the ground?

But among them, there are some people, poor or rich, who are willing to give everything they can to save the day.

Not for anything else, just like Cao Feng said, I am a human being, I have a big fist.

The two swordsmen worked together to dig the earth, and finally rushed to the dusk of this day, and put the bones of more than 100 ancestors in this place into the ground.

Luckily, I stole some wine from Ada.

The moon fell on the earth, and the two swordsmen landed on another battlefield and continued to dig in the earth.

The swordsman dressed in red suddenly said, "If there was this drink back then, I think your predecessors would have no regrets when they dropped their swords."

Cao Feng turned his head slowly, and said helplessly, "Okay, let's divide the wine again, how much wine do you still have?"

Liu Jingxun didn't notice the ripples of aura, but when he turned his head, he found that there were two people who climbed the stairs, the human race, but one person and one ghost.

Cao Feng pointed at the two of them and said softly, "This one in black, surnamed Xu, is a dead ghost, a scholar, and he has almost arrived in the 100,000 Mountains with me."

Liu Jingxun got up and clenched his fists, and said softly, "I've seen Mr. Xu."

The man in black returned the salute with a fist and said with a smile, "My ears are not good, so you need to be louder when you talk to me."

Cao Feng pouted and said, "Ignore him. This one here, surnamed Gu and Jian Xiu, is very young, less than a thousand years old, and he is also from Middle-earth."

Liu Jingxun didn't rush to talk to the two seniors, but just hugged his fists and saluted.

Just as he was about to take out the wine, Mr. Xu shook his head and said softly, "Don't worry, I want to ask you a few words first."

Liu Jingxun took back the wine gourd and said softly, "Mr. Xu, please speak."

The man in black surnamed Xu spoke: "I, the rat who killed his wife and went to prison, and dug the soil for his predecessors, will he insult his ancestors?"

As soon as these words came out, Liu Jingxun became more and more sure of who this ancient man who had been dead for more than a thousand years was.

I didn't expect that there were such people in these 100,000 mountains.

Liu Jingxun blurted out, "The ancients didn't see the present time and the moon, and the east wind blew to become spring.

The reader frowned, he didn't like the person who scribbled the verses the most, he wanted to please me? Then I'm looking at the wrong person.

The young man continued, "In any case, it is not the gentleman's fault to be suspicious and angry with his stepwife. But time has passed, and my husband has also been imprisoned, and now they are all dead, and the younger generation has nothing to say."

The implication is that you are already a dead ghost, and the past is just gone with the wind.

Cao Feng is older, he looked at the black-clothed scholar, and said, "Xu Wenqing, if you want to help, you can help, if you don't help, get out, come here sour people?" Who's going to throw your face on?"

After finishing speaking, Cao Feng looked at the swordsman dressed in white.

The latter leaned over to Liu Jingxuan's side, grabbed a pot of wine and poured it, and grinned: "Seniors, don't talk about me, I just want to help, I've been here for more than a hundred years, I didn't expect to let these seniors settle in the ground, and when I saw Brother Jingyun like this, I was ashamed to find a crack in the ground to get into."

There is no real reader who is not stubborn.

Fortunately, Xu Wenqing has a free and easy temperament, otherwise he would not have been able to do the thing of seeking death nine times.

The scholar rolled up his sleeves and buried himself in the soil, but he still said: "If it weren't for the scolding sentence in the back, in my eyes, you would be a person who came here to fight for fame."

Liu Jingxun looked helpless, and said in his heart, when did I scold? I'm telling the truth.

On a mountain peak in the south, Yuan Gong raised his hand and shot out a sword light, intercepted and killed a ghost cultivator who climbed the tower, and said coldly: "Senior, now there are thousands of corpses and bones, at least more than 100 places, even if he has a helper now, I don't believe that he is willing to return empty-handed and busy for a few months."

The girl with her head pierced into the sky grinned, held her chin in her hand, and said softly, "I taught that poet fairy a lot, and I didn't read a few books? Little monkey, Xuannu didn't teach you, do you want to learn well?"

Yuan Gong waited for the next step, and the girl smiled and said, "What you don't want to do is even more difficult for others. If you don't want to do it, why do you think others can't do it? Could it be that after my master went out of the 100,000 mountains, he spent money to find someone to write an article, saying how could he settle for these ancient predecessors? Your swordsmanship is not very high, and the heart of a villain is not less learned."

Yuan Gong still couldn't help but ask, "This person is not a sword cultivator who is born with the natal sword, although his talent is good, he is not the top, why are the seniors so favored him?" jj.br>

The girl whispered, "You'll find out in a few days."

For more than ten days after that, the four Middle-earth clans hardly rested. The two made a simple coffin out of wooden planks, and the two dug the soil quickly, and they could bury dozens of seniors almost every day.

It's just that some of the bones are incomplete or the heads are in different places, and the bodies can't be distinguished, so they can only be buried together.

Several times during this period, there were those demon clans who walked on the path of ghost cultivation after death, one was a sword cultivator, and one was a sword cultivator, with the two of them here, no dead ghost beast could come in.

Xu Wenqing really admired this young man a little now, asked for another pot of wine, rested for a while, and said, "I'm convinced, at our speed, if we want to bury the remains of our predecessors in dozens of places in this land of thousands of miles, I'm afraid it won't be possible in two or three months."

Cao Feng said indifferently: "You and I are both dead ghosts, and we are missing these three months?"

The swordsman surnamed Gu and Yijue on the side also said with a smile: "For more than a hundred years, I think this matter is the most meaningful. Brother Liu, he will reopen the mountain gate in the future, remember to leave a place for me, and now I am also abruptly clothed, I have to have a place to stay, right?"

Good guy, I didn't do anything, so I turned one and went upstairs? Wouldn't that be the time when Qingxing Mountain rebuilt the mountain gate, and it would immediately be among the first-class sects?

Gu Yijue looked up at a big mountain in the distance, and sneered, "Now that Middle Earth is weak, there are not many great cultivators. But who would have thought that some people are hiding in the 100,000 mountains, just because this place can be isolated from the outside world."

Needless to say, Liu Jingxun wants to know who Cao Feng is talking about, isn't it just a few monks who climb the stairs and sit still in this place, the gate is not out, and they can't move.

Cao Feng shook his head and said softly, "It's not all bad, at least they are here, and they can deter those guys who live in the ghost city of the demon city."

Liu Jingxun also rested, took a sip of wine, and asked, "Where was the center, once a portal?"

Cao Feng and Gu Yijue nodded at the same time.

"That's right, it used to be a portal similar to the ruins, and the things in it were neither human nor demon, but they were extremely powerful, let's call them demons."

Cao Feng continued, "The sword you are looking for was once stationed here with its owner, and the god of the sword path was here to shake the monsters in it. Sword cultivation is of great benefit to practicing here. However, those who have not been here will not know these things, and the most central place, although the sword intent is strong, but the evil aura is too great, it is not suitable for cultivation."

Liu Jingxun nodded, a little helpless, it seems that this trip is indeed going to return empty-handed.

It's as if I've never given her anything decent, and now I can't even get a sword.

This time I went back, I must take her to see the begonia trees in Chi Dusk Peak.

On the mountain peak to the south, two guests came after a long absence.

One was thirty feet tall and carried a spear two heads taller than himself.

On the giant's shoulder, there was a woman dressed in red.

When climbing the mountain, Hu Xiaoxiao was still a little uneasy, in fact, she didn't tell Liu Jingxuan that when Yuan Gong's predecessors arrived in Baiyue, they took away the holy relic, which made everyone not very happy.

The earliest enshrinement of the tablet of immortality is actually a kind of impotent rage, cursing in general.

The mundane market does not say that the living are given an immortal ranking, that is, they beg for that person to die.

There are many examples of this throughout the ages.

What's more, setting up a tablet for a person who has lived for thousands of years and begging others to prolong their life is not a reason to say to an old birthday star who has lived for 99 years I wish you a long life and a hundred years old?

Ada didn't think much about it, and when he saw the middle-aged man sitting and drinking tea, he said, "I want to eat meat!"

Hu Xiaoxiao was half frightened, and hurriedly whispered, "Ada, be polite."

She landed flutteringly, hugged her fists and said, "Baiyue Hu Xiaoxiao, I have seen Yuan Gong's predecessors."

The middle-aged man turned his head and said with a smile, "I just took a piece of bone, you have a lot of temperament, huh? Curse me in a different way?"

Hu Xiaoxiao's heartstrings were tense and she wanted to tell nonsense, but she really couldn't say it, so she had to laugh in the end.

Yuan Gong waved his hand, "Okay, if you want to eat and drink, you can find a way to live on your own, find a place to live on the mountain, Liu Jingxuan won't be able to come for a while."

In this way, the two have lived in the mountains for more than a month, and they are idle, and they are afraid.

In the blink of an eye, it was July again, a full moon hung high, and among the 100,000 mountains, the sky could be seen within a radius of 100,000 miles.

Liu Jingxun's two hands had already cracked countless holes, even his martial arts physique could not bear such a tamped land.

He lifted the gourd and drank the wine, leaned against the edge of the wood, and fell asleep before he knew it.

It's so tiring.

The other three looked at it, smiled and went on with their work.

Xu Wenqing said with a smile: "Qi refiners only have the Jindan realm, and the martial arts return to the vitality, and it is not easy to resist for more than a month."

Cao Feng sighed and said, "It's still a tendon, so I don't have to dig the soil with the fairy sword."

Gu Yijue said softly, "He may feel that without relying on his hands, he is not very respectful to these ancestors."

The three of them suddenly looked up at Liu Jingxun in unison, each with a look of horror in their eyes.

Behind the young man who was lying on the wooden plank, snoring like thunder, at some point, hundreds of phantoms actually gathered.

or with bare hands, or with a sword on his back, or with a spear on his shoulder.

Those phantoms, holding their fists at the same time, were aimed at Liu Jingxun and the other three.

Cao Feng and the three of them each cleaned up the dust on their bodies with their aura, and returned the salute with heavy fists.

On the mountain peak in the south, Yuan Gong's face was complicated.

A girl in green jumped up and down and smiled, "Now I think, is he worthy?"

Liu Jingxun, who was asleep, dreamed of a battlefield.

Everywhere he passed, those seriously injured seniors all turned back, with smiles on their faces.

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