"Chengjian Lu" ended, and it was supposed to be time for lunch, but there was a dead silence in the conference room, and no one had an appetite.

It is impossible for a mentally normal person to like a tragedy, let alone the two of them who have witnessed it all the way. Li Hua is a little mediocre, but he does bring happiness to the sword immortal, and gives the peerless sword immortal a touch of humanity.

After a long time, someone finally spoke: "Why does Li Hua want to stop the Sword Immortal from accepting the Heavenly Sword, isn't it her duty for the Sword Immortal to be the sword inheritor?" ”

"The Heavenly Sword, also known as the Sword of Heavenly Dao, was born from the luck of heaven and earth, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is an immortal weapon. The sword immortal held the heavenly sword and used the Yuan Ying cultivation as the slashing god, which shows that its power is earth-shattering. ”

Lu Haochu, as always, showed a rich knowledge background, as an orthodox Xuanmen Shangqing Palace, he could read a lot of classics from the world of cultivating immortals.

It is recorded that this sword, the Heavenly Sword.

It is known as the head of ten thousand swords, and the treasure of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

The man said, "Isn't that great?" With such a powerful weapon, the Sword Immortal can turn the tide. ”

"Hehe, a shot can make your hands hurt, not to mention a unique fairy sword." Lu Haochu smiled, picked up the remote control and turned off the projector.

"Only the Supreme Infinite Sword Intent can control the Heavenly Sword, and to comprehend the Supreme Infinite Sword Intent, you must be a ruthless person. When she was six hundred years old, she comprehended the Taishang Wuji Sword Intent and suppressed the Demon Dao, she should have been too forgetful. But in the end, she will go out of her way to see Li Hua, such feelings are amazing. ”

"There are always some geniuses in the world who are beyond common sense, who can maintain their true intentions and control the Supreme Infinite Sword Intent. But after all, there must be a limit, and there is a high probability that the sword immortal will not be able to withstand the heavenly sword. Besides, let's not forget that the sword immortal is a primordial infant cultivator, and the sword masters of the past dynasties are at least gods. ”

"Okay, don't get too involved in the drama, this is someone's powerful autobiography, and it's not our turn to talk nonsense about ants who don't have Jindan."

Lu Haochu packed up his mood and left the conference room, because he still had a lot of work to do because of the things on Qidi's side. In the next period of time, the company needs to maintain a high level of operation and always be vigilant against possible emergencies.

The group of madmen in the White Lotus Club committed crimes like entertainment, and if there was a riot in one place, soon another place would respond, as if to say hello.

Zhao Si also walked out of the conference room and came to the cafeteria.

"Let's have a ravioli."

Suddenly, there was a voice in his ears, and he turned his head to see that the person queuing up next door was the Qi State Sword Cultivator named Dongyun.

The other party seemed to sense his gaze and turned his head to look at him.

Zhao Sidao: "Hello." ”

Dongyun just nodded in response, and then chose a corner to sit down on the bowl of wontons.

"What a weirdo." Zhao Si sighed, he had seen the other party eat wontons more than once, as if he couldn't get tired of eating at all.

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"What a mortal's heart."

The second master was full of praise for the music created by Li Yi, and immediately picked up the flute and completely blew out the song he had just heard.

I have to say that the second master does have a little talent in flutes.

Li Yi closed his eyes and shook the bamboo chair.

At noon, the second master obviously learned about the song he had played before from Lily, and hurriedly ran over to pester himself to listen to it. In order to deal with this old man, Li Yi had to play it again to the other party, of course, the reward was to play the flute for himself for an afternoon.

The flute sound is soothing, and the plainness is its main theme, but there is a faint parting feeling buried under the plainness.

After the second master finished playing, he tasted for a long time and keenly noticed the rare bass at the end of the song, not the end, but a faint sadness.

It's an imperfect piece that the creator is influenced by himself, and he brings private goods to what should be the most calming tone, and it's no longer pure.

"Xingguo, why is your song so sad at the end?"

Li Yi did not answer.

After waiting for a while, the second master picked up the flute and blew it again, this time it was "Ask Sword Tianque Mountain" that he never got tired of blowing.

The melody is high, golden and iron-clad, but at the end it becomes euphemistic, somewhat similar to the last sorrow of the mortal heart.

The second master didn't notice it before, but now when he compares it, the more he tastes, the more it tastes.

"This first question is also in Jian Tianque Mountain, why?"

Li Yi opened his eyes slightly, he was no longer surprised by the talent of the second master Bole, and replied: "Because their ending is not good." ”

"Why not?" The second master asked again, the stories played on the radio on weekdays would go in and out of his left ear and out of his right ear, and the stories that could come out of the flute made him think about it day and night.

Li Yi leaned up slightly, dodging the sunlight shining in, and said in a calm tone: "Because I haven't become an immortal yet." ”

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Tianque Mountain, 100,000 zhang high, the mountain peak is straight and steep, like a giant sword.

Halfway up the mountain, countless spirit swords broke their halberds, and one after another Heavenly Sword Sect disciples fell to the ground, paralyzed weakly on the ground. No injuries were injure, but they were also incapacitated.

Looking across the countless Sword Sect disciples, along the winding mountain road, a young man in plain clothes climbed Tianque Mountain step by step.

His facial features are upright, not handsome, he wears a blue and white robe, and the non-plastic cloth is also the lowest coarse cloth. He held an unopened iron sword in his hand, and there was no aura on it.

However, it was such an ordinary person who almost pierced the entire Sword Sect disciples.

At first, the disciples of the Sword Sect went up one by one, and then it evolved into two or three joint forces to besiege, and then even dozens of people formed a sword formation, but they still couldn't take down this mysterious man.

His swordsmanship is extremely special, breaking the law does not hurt people, even if he is directly slashed, he just falls to the ground.

The non-killing swordsmanship is admirable and incredible.

Perhaps because of this, no one has ever used a killing move from beginning to end, and the power of the Heavenly Sword Sect has not made a move.

But as more and more people fell, the atmosphere became more and more tense. Because he had defeated too many Sword Sect disciples, the Heavenly Sword Sect would lose face if he continued like this.

A sword slid down, and the mysterious challenger finally saw the light of blood.

Li Changsheng glanced at the blood beads dripping from his head, the blood quickly stained half of his face, and he looked up and saw a handsome man with fluttering clothes and a tall posture.

He Kun, the senior brother of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"Brother Li, why are you doing this? Only by inheriting the power of the heavenly sword can the righteous path be supported, which is also the avenue of the junior sister. ”

He Kun recognized the man in front of him, he was Li Hua who could make their Heavenly Sword Sect swordsmen think about it.

I didn't expect him to break into Tianque Mountain today, and what he didn't expect was that his swordsmanship was so exquisite.

Li Changsheng said: "I only know that she will die, and desperation is no different from suicide." ”

The next moment he responded with a sword light, a dazzling edge fell, and the unbladed iron sword broke instantly.

He Kun raised the magic sword in his hand and waved it lightly, the sword light was so sharp that it seemed to cut through the void, and the cold and piercing sword intent spread, as if facing the sky.

"Brother Li, the Taishang Infinite Sword Intent, how does it compare to your Non-Killing Sword?"

The answer is obvious, if you don't kill the sword, you can't score half a point.

"Brother Li, go down the mountain. From the day her junior sister became the sword inheritor, it was her duty to inherit the Heavenly Sword, and only in this way could she reorganize the world and restore peace to the world. ”

"I'll take your life, just another sword, don't make a mistake."

With a clang, the broken sword fell to the ground.

"I just want to save the people in front of me." Li Changsheng's heart was filled with anger, and after two hundred years, he once again moved to kill.

He Kun thought that the other party had figured it out, but in the next second, the hair on his body stood on end, and the overwhelming terrifying murderous aura seemed to turn into a pair of hands and grabbed him.

As if he was in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, those disciples who fell to the ground turned into twisted corpses.

He didn't understand why Li Hua, who practiced medicine and saved people, was so murderous.

He Kun swung a sword with a little horror.

Whew!

The dazzling thunder light swung away, the sword light instantly shattered, and then in half a breath, thousands of thunderbolts hit He Kun's body, and any protection-related magic weapons or dao methods on his body instantly shattered.

When He Kun came back to his senses, two fingers had already been pointed on his forehead, and it only took one moment to take his life.

"What is this?"

He Kun collapsed to the ground, and Li Changsheng didn't answer but continued to climb Tianque Mountain.

No one stopped Li Changsheng on the rest of the road, and the decent monks of all parties hid in the clouds and watched him quietly. Even the old monsters of the Heavenly Sword Sect were the same, it was not that they didn't want to step into it, but an incomparable sword intent had already enveloped the entire mountain range.

Those who cultivate beyond a certain level will be slashed by the Heavenly Sword.

Climbing to the top, there are all barren rocks, only a sword and a kun road.

The Heavenly Sword is unpretentious, casually inserted into a stone.

Li Changsheng came to the opposite side of the snowy night, and the two looked at each other across the heavenly sword.

"Why did Daoyou come?" The eyes are clear on a snowy night, and there is not a trace of dust.

"I have a sword, and I want to discuss the sword with my fellow Daoists."

"He Jian?"

"Don't kill the sword."

"Yes."

The two fell silent, and their sword intent had collided countless times, this was their first sword debate, and it was also their last sword debate.

Li Changsheng lost, and he comprehended the Taishang Wuji Sword Intent. At that time, he was thinking that maybe Taishang Ruthlessness was the Great Dao, and it was closer to the Heavenly Dao.

Xue Ye won, she comprehended the non-killing sword and picked up the unparalleled heavenly sword.

But at the beginning of spring, no one took her to eat wontons anymore.