At the foot of the mountain, only the soft sound of spring rain falling on the earth seemed to want to infiltrate this shock into everyone's heart.

Qingzhou Luo Qingchen, once famous in Kyoto, dared to challenge the legendary champion Li You'an, although the challenge failed, but its deeds were spread in Lin'an Mansion.

Martial arts and god refining, both broke through the five realms of brilliant geniuses!

Now, they are also fighting for the position of mountain people?!

Such people are fighting for ......

Is there still suspense?!

If it is said that the two strong men on the list of fierce generals are like two big mountains lying in the hearts of many cultivators, then Luo Qingchen's appearance is like a rushing and turbulent river blocking it, making those cultivators who want to try their luck and be selected by the sixth mountain master as the mountain keeper almost have no idea.

Although it is rumored that the mountain owner chooses to take the mountain guards and does not look at cultivation, but pays more attention to the eye, but ...... When Xiu Wei is strong enough and dazzling enough, then only he will be left in the eyes of the world.

Although the edge of the eye is an ethereal thing, in general, it is impossible to escape those talented people who are talented, because the more dazzling the person, the more eye-catching.

If you see more, you will naturally have an eye.

If you don't have talent, who will cause you?

Even if it was a kind of Shun Chao and Ye Pet, they were all staring sideways.

Martial arts and refining gods have broken through the five realms, such a strong man is by no means idle, to compete for the position of a mountain guard, perhaps, can really get what he wants.

Luo Qingchen smiled at the corner of his lips, and the plain silver sword light lingered around his body, bathing and tearing apart the golden light falling from the twilight clouds, and the dust was ethereal.

Facing the momentum oppression of Chong Shun Chao and Ye Pet, he didn't feel anything, he came with his hands behind his back and stepped on the sword light, like a dusty immortal.

Suddenly, Luo Qingchen stopped, put his hands on his back, his shirt fluttering, and turned his head to look at the distance of the Cotai Strip, where a luxurious carriage stopped between the mountain roads full of new grass and flowers.

Many cultivators also followed Luo Qingchen's gaze and saw the chariot of the Lin Mansion, as well as the two girls and a young man standing next to the frame of the Lin Mansion.

Most cultivators know that Luo Qingchen is the staff of Qin Xiangfu, and the contradiction between Qin Xiang and the Lin family is well known to the world, so in the eyes of cultivators, Luo Qingchen must be looking at the only girl in the Lin Mansion who can compete for the position of the mountain guard, Lin Chaifeng.

Lin Chaifeng is still quite famous among the younger generation of cultivators in Lin'an Mansion, and no one would have thought that there are not many sons and young ladies in this generation of Lin Mansion who are outstanding, but as a result, an adopted girl actually showed her edge.

Even, Lin Chaifeng felt that Luo Qingchen was looking at him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his palm fell on the burning stick on his waist, and he was angry.

For the people of the Qin Mansion, Lin Chaifeng didn't have a good impression at all, not to mention, Luo Qingchen was not as handsome as An Gongzi, what to see!

Only An Le felt Luo Qingchen's gaze, and across the distant mountain road, he could also perceive the solemnity and coldness that accompanied the spring breeze.

Even An Le never thought that Luo Qingchen would come to rush this time for the qualification of a mountain guard.

Madame Hua described to him Luo Qingchen's talent, a genius who broke through the five realms twice.

And now he is only able to refine the breath of the gods, and the qi and blood are perfect, and the gap is very big.

However, An Le has not been presumptuous, he just started slowly, and now there is a [Eternal Talent] Dao Fruit, he will be able to catch up sooner or later.

Standing in the spring breeze, An Le met Luo Qingchen's gaze and smiled slightly.

Luo Qingchen looked at the smiling young man in the spring breeze, withdrew his gaze, and turned his head to ignore it.

The mountain road, which is still hazy in the dense fog and cannot see the scenery on the mountain, can vaguely catch peach trees full of peach blossoms, blooming and laughing in the spring breeze.

At the foot of the entire Sixth Mountain, there was silence.

Two strong men on the list of martial arts warriors, and a genius who has challenged the legendary champion Li Youan.

Many cultivators who rushed to observe had given up their qualifications to compete for the mountain guards in the face of such a lineup.

What they are more concerned about now is who among the three can meet the eye of the sixth mountain lord above the green mountain and enter the holy mountain.

In general, Luo Qingchen has a greater chance.

The Lord of the Sixth Mountain is rumored to be a peerless sword cultivator, carrying a pine sword box with 3,000 swords hidden in the box, known as the sword that hides all the swords in the world.

Luo Qingchen is also a sword cultivator, so it should be more in line with the eyes of the mountain master.

Chong Shun Dynasty and Ye Pet are both fierce generals of the martial temple, one is good at bows, the other is good at guns, although swordsmanship is also involved, but compared with the full-time Luo Qingchen, there is naturally a gap.

Luo Qingchen smiled confidently, carried his hands behind his back, and his body was surrounded by a snake-like sword light.

He took a step and stepped onto the slightly muddy mountain road that had been drenched in the spring rain, but his dry boots were not stained with the slightest mud.

Luo Qingchen took the first step in mountaineering.

Subsequently, the two of them, Chong Shun Chao and Ye Pet, were intertwined with blood and blood, as if the ancient war drums were beating, and they were also stepping up the mountain.

The two of them had the expectations of the seed family and the Ye family, and they were not willing to give up until the last moment.

The clouds are wrapped in a long pine of 300 feet, and the smoke is 10,000 heavy!

The smoke clouds at the foot of the mountain became more and more thick, and even the figures of the three would-be climbers were blurred.

The figure standing in the idle pavilion in the middle of the mountain, in addition to saying a sentence to open the mountain, cut through the spring rain and twilight clouds, and cast the golden light of the sun.

At this point, there are no more actions or words,

The people under the mountain couldn't guess the mind of the sixth mountain master, so they could only wait and see quietly.

……

……

Ten thousand clouds of smoke floated out.

Mid-mountain pavilion, a touch of green clothes.

The pine sword box stood quietly beside him, and the middle-aged man's eyes were deep, and as far as his eyes could see, he could see the scene under the golden light.

The shouting of Shunchao, Ye Pet and Luo Qingchen naturally made him hear.

However, he raised his eyes and looked at the sea of clouds in the middle of the mountain, he raised his hand, gently flicked forward, and the sword qi swung out.

Suddenly, the sea of clouds was like a living xuan, and the sword vaporized into ink, outlining a piece of ink bamboo.

The middle-aged man observed the ink bamboo, the corners of his lips were raised, his eyes were slightly closed, and the sword box on his side couldn't help but tremble slightly, and the next moment, the box opened an inch.

With a sword groan, sword light burst out of it, and an inky green blade about three feet long was suspended in front of him, and the sword qi was agitated, rolling up his clothes and flying.

"There are three thousand swords in my sword box, and all kinds of swords in the world are hidden in the front, but Zhao Huangting's green mountain is not in the box, and the young man can attract a touch of sword energy in Qingshan, which is excellent, Qingshan is talented, and Mozhu shows his backbone."

"Zhao Huang Ting must have not told the young man about the matter...... If you don't climb the mountain, please go up the mountain. ”

The middle-aged man raised the corners of his lips, and a smile appeared on his stiff face.

The next moment, he knocked his fingers on the inky Qingfeng in front of him.

Qing Feng burst out with a loud sword groan, and then turned into a flash of ink, a flick of the tail, like an ink-colored silk thread, sticking to the mountain road down, like a line of river tide separating the sky and the earth.

Divide the mountain smoke and spring rain into two and open a Qingming mountain road.

……

……

Heaven and earth suddenly gave birth to a sword groan.

Luo Qingchen, who had just stepped up the mountain, raised his head suddenly, and his face showed a touch of joy.

"Here we are."

The corners of his lips are raised, and his confidence is blooming like a flower at this moment.

Looking up, you can see that above the mountain peak, the misty rain and thick fog spread out from both sides, and an inky green blade with sword light roared down.

The sword qi is pearlescent!

The high rank of this sword weapon made Luo Qingchen very excited.

The inky Qingfeng went all the way down the mountain road, straight towards Luo Qingchen who was standing on the mountain road.

The hearts of Chong Shun Chao and Ye Pet behind him sank.

Luo Qingchen's heart was extremely happy, and at this moment, even the dust that Hua Xie Bing sprinkled on his Dao heart shook off a little.

Facing the inky Qingfeng that was getting closer and closer, the sword qi that lingered around his body suddenly gathered, and he raised his hand and pointed his sword fingers together, and the sword qi swirled and intertwined around his body, solemnly wanting to take over this sword weapon that symbolized the identity of the guardian of the holy mountain.

However, when the sword weapon was three feet away, Luo Qingchen's complexion changed suddenly.

Because, the speed at which the sword weapon tore through the smoke and rain did not slow down, and the sharpness made his scalp tingle.

The sword, not with him!

Luo Qingchen's eyes froze, and the huge waves in his heart were monstrous, impossible!

Under this green mountain, who can be more suitable for this sword weapon than Taluo Qingchen!

"This sword should be mine!"

Luo Qingchen was even a little embarrassed.

Reaching out and grabbing the sword.

The silver sword qi covered the palm of his hand, and he fiercely grabbed the sword body of the inky blue blade.

Poof!

However, the inky Qingfeng slashed through his sword qi as easily as if it were cutting through the thick fog and smoke of the hazy green mountains.

By the way, a sword wound was cut between Luo Qingchen's palms, and blood splashed in the mud, making the mountain road after the new rain a little more bloody.

Luo Qingchen froze in place like a plastic, and his eyes were stunned.

The sword weapon roared past, Chong Shun Chao and Ye Pet were stunned one after another, and the two of them also took the sword, but they felt that the target of the sword weapon was not them, so the two did not hesitate to give up, stepped back sideways, and let the inky Qingfeng himself pass by, cut through the Qingming Mountain Road, spread into the peach blossom forest, and went towards the foot of the mountain.

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At the foot of the mountain, there was already an uproar.

Because you can see when you raise your eyes, the dense fog and spring rain in the mountains are cut by a sword.

That's the sword of the sixth mountain lord, the sword that leads the mountain guard!

This means that whoever holds this sword will enter the holy mountain and rise to the top from now on!

In the luxurious chariot of the Qin Mansion, the young prince of Qin had already lifted the curtain and stood up, standing on the wheel, looking at the ink-colored sword light, smiling at the corners of his lips, and watching Luo Qingchen get the sword.

However, the sword light directly cut through Luo Qingchen's palm, and the blood stained the peach blossoms, heading towards the mountain.

Young Master Qin's smile suddenly disappeared bit by bit.

But I saw that the inky blue blade cut through the dense fog and fell to the foot of the mountain, still walking close to the ground.

Along the way, many cultivators were frightened and turned sideways one after another, giving way to the sword.

The inky Qingfeng galloped down the sunny avenue, and finally slowed down slowly, heading towards the luxurious chariot parked next to the new grass and flowers.

Finally, he hung in front of the chariot, in front of the young man in white clothes and with a tattered bamboo sword pinned to his waist.

Lin Chaifeng and Lin Qingyin were stunned, and the cultivators at the foot of the mountain were all stunned.

After the bamboo sword boy was stunned, he suddenly smiled, looked at the inky Qingfeng, and stretched out his hand.

In the bamboo sword at his waist, a wisp of sword qi was entangled, and the sword qi spread like a snake on the young man's arm.

The young man held the sword, and the sword qi of the snake was wrapped around the inky Qingfeng.

Instantly.

The sword qi endowed the streamer, and the young man rushed to the sky, straight up to the ninety fold of the green mountain!