Ye Guiren is undoubtedly the most shining person in this era.

The twenty-five-year-old Eleventh Realm Sword Immortal, even if he looks at the long history of the entire world, is also extremely amazing.

There is a popular saying in the cultivation circles of the nine continents:

Thirty old seven realms, fifty young sword immortals!

If you don't advance to the Seven Realms until you are thirty years old, then you can't hope to be above the Ten Realms in this life, and at most you will stop at the realm of the Great Grandmaster.

Therefore, all continents will unanimously regard the young Seven Realms under the age of thirty as the pride of the sky.

Of course, nothing is absolute.

There are also some people who stumbled when they were young, and only broke through to the Seven Realms at the age of dozens of years, and they became late bloomers, and finally ascended to the Ten Realms.

It's just that this situation is very rare.

Generally speaking, the sooner you advance to the Seven Realms, the greater your hope of becoming a Saint, Sword Immortal, Martial God, and Dao Monarch.

But even if he was a twenty-year-old Seven Realm Tianjiao, it would be extremely difficult to cross the barrier between the Ten Realms and the Eleventh Realm before the age of fifty.

Among the hundred young Tianjiao, there may not be a saint or sword immortal of the eleventh realm.

It is not an exaggeration to call the newly-born saint and sword immortal who is about fifty years old a young saint and a young sword immortal.

Even some continents with weaker backgrounds call saints and sword immortals under the age of 100 young saints and young sword immortals.

It is worth mentioning that because the three religions and hundreds of schools do not belong to each other, the names of the cultivation realm are not the same.

For example, the Great Monks of the Ten Realms, Confucianism and other hundred schools, including sword cultivation and martial arts, are all called great masters, while Taoism is called Dazhenren, and Buddhism is called Dade monks.

In the realm of sages above the ten realms, Confucianism and a hundred schools of thought are called saints.

Daomen is called Daojun, Buddhism is called Buddha, Sword Cultivation is called Sword Immortal, Wufu is called Martial God, Sword Cultivation is called Sword Emperor, Gun Cultivation is called Gun Emperor and so on.

The names are different, but in the same realm, the combat power is probably the same.

It sounds a little messy, but it contains the pride of each faction.

The fifty-year-old new sword immortal, still known as the young sword immortal, Ye Guiren is only twenty-five years old, and he has the hope of crossing the immortal mortal moat and becoming the eleventh realm sword immortal, which is simply amazing to the world.

In the history of Beizhige Continent, the youngest recorded sword immortal was Xu Xu's Great Sword Immortal five hundred years ago, who was Chinese New Year's Eve and three years old.

If Ye Guiren can really achieve the Sword Immortal this year, he will directly advance this youngest record by eight years, which can be described as unprecedented, and it is difficult to have anyone in the future.

Before Li Xiangyi went down the mountain, he had just read the idle book "Sword Shadow of the World", which told Ye Guiren to travel to three continents, and knew that she was highly talented and full of sword intent, but he didn't expect her to be so powerful.

Even if it was him and Xie Jiashu, the two recognized reading seeds of Hanshan Academy, it was not enough to see in front of her.

Fortunately, he only has one realm, and the difference is too far, so no one should compare him with Ye Guiren.

The pressure on the Xie family is great, as the façade of Hanshan Academy, you have been thrown so far by your peers, is it like words?

The next time we meet, we must urge him.

Thinking like this, Li Xiangyun picked up a piece of sauced beef, put it in his mouth and ate it leisurely, and then took another sip of wine, which was very leisurely.

When the other drinkers heard that Ye Guiren was about to step into the realm of Sword Immortals, they were all very excited and raised their glasses to each other in celebration.

After all, Ye Guiren is the pride of the entire Beizhi Gezhou, and he will definitely represent the Beizhi Gezhou in the future and ask the Sword Middle Earth Divine Continent.

Doesn't the Middle Earth Divine Continent rely on a larger territory and more people?

Why is it the first continent in the world?

It doesn't matter if there are other continents, anyway, Beizhige Island will definitely not be convinced.

Stopping Ge for martial arts - I have been strong in martial arts since ancient times, and there are many geniuses, where is worse than your Middle-earth Divine Continent.

After praising the first day of Ye Guiren, someone asked about the details of the sealing of heaven and earth.

A drinker on the second floor saw the scholar in green shirt and the girl in the green skirt in "Xiufeng Mountain Heaven and Earth Fengzheng Map", and felt a little familiar, very similar to the two people who were drinking and eating meat next to him.

When I turned my head to look, I found that the table next to me was empty.

The figure in the green shirt and the girl in the green skirt were long gone, leaving only a piece of broken silver on the table.

……

Falling on the river.

A fishing boat went down the river, and at the bow stood a scholar in a green shirt and a girl in a green skirt, who were Li Xiangyun and Xiao Qianjun who left from the drunken spring breeze tavern.

There is also a lean old man who supports the boat, and a young boat lady who is responsible for cooking, the two are a father and daughter, who live on the Luohua River all the year round, and are very familiar with this waterway.

Seeing that it was still early for lunch, and the noble man was tired of reading again, and looked at the landscape with some boredom, the young boat lady took out the fishing rod, tied the hook again, and walked to the bow of the boat.

"Childe, the scenery of this section of the water is very ordinary, and the Luoyan Gorge fifteen miles down, the scenery is beautiful, you can fish for a while to pass the time."

Li Xiangyi turned around and asked, "Is there a lot of fish here?" ”

The young boat lady Ah Zhen, seeing that the noble son was interested, immediately nodded: "Well, there are a lot of fish here, and they are very stupid, and they are very easy to catch." ”

"Among them, the silver carp, herring, and snow sea bass are very delicious, whether they are used to make soup or grilled and eaten, they all taste excellent!"

Li Xiangyun smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll fish for a while, but I haven't caught much fish, so I may not be able to catch it." ”

"No, I'll help you prepare the fish food, and you'll be able to catch it. When my son is fishing, I don't have to go into the water to catch ...... No, if Childe catches a fish, I can make my best sour bamboo shoot fish for Childe, and Childe will definitely be more beautiful if he eats the fish he catches by himself! ”

The young boat lady was halfway through her speech, and suddenly realized that she had missed her mouth, so she quickly changed her words, stuck out her tongue after speaking, and quickly prepared fish food.

Li Xiangwan smiled, didn't pay attention to it, waited for her to get the bait, took it and started fishing.

Xiao Qianjun was very interested in fishing, so he asked Ah Ji to find a fishing rod and sit next to the senior brother to fish.

After a while, the brothers and sisters both caught their first fish, Li Xiangyun caught a silver carp of five or six catties, and Xiao Qianjun caught a big herring of more than ten catties.

Seeing that the fish he caught was bigger than the senior brother, Xiao Qianjun smiled and was very happy.

At noon, Ah Jiu made soup with silver carp and roasted the big herring.

The sour bamboo shoot fish she made was really beautiful, and even Xiao Qianjun, who didn't eat meat, couldn't help but drink a little fish soup when she smelled the tempting fragrance.

In the afternoon, Li Xiangyi continued to read books on the bow of the boat, and after leaving Linggui Town, he bought dozens of books in the county town of Tiger Hill in the Qianguo Kingdom, and he got Hu Baiyue, the second gentleman of the Qingsui Mountain Villa, and gave ten rare ancient books, which can be watched for a while.

In the past few days, he has read more than a dozen books, and the vast aura in the sea of qi has grown to nine thousand nine hundred and thirty-six daos.

After reading 10,000 books, there are only 64 books left to give birth to 10,000 heroic qi.

There is no reason, but he always has a feeling that after reading 10,000 books and cultivating 10,000 Haoran Qi, there will be some changes in his Qi cultivation journey.

He looked forward to that day.

When night falls, it is still hundreds of miles away from the county seat of Hanjiang downstream.

After receiving Lee's permission, the old boatman leaned the fishing boat against a leeward rock, and prepared to spend the night there.

After having dinner together, the young boat lady Ah Zhen pulled Xiao Qianjun to tell stories, all about the Luohua River and all kinds of strange things about the downstream Dahan River.

Some of them were experienced by herself, and more of them were told by her grandmother to her grandmother, and her grandmother told her mother, and her mother told her those strange legends that have been passed down for I don't know how many generations.

Xiao Qianjun's eyes were bright and shiny when she heard this, and she was very fascinated.

The old boatman sat in the stern of the boat, lit a cigarette stick, and smoked silently, and as he smoked, the pipe flickered and flickered, like a small fish lamp by the river at night.

Li Xiangyun sat on the bow of the boat and read a book in the moonlight and waterlight.

The night breeze blows, sending cool water vapor, and reading a book in a fishing boat under the moon has a special interest.

Early the next morning, the old boatman and the young boatlady were busy.

One rowing, one claypot fish porridge.

Xiao Qianjun also got up early and helped Sister Ah Jiu make breakfast together.

Li Xiangyi hit Xiao Yejiao's Hundred Elders Fist a few times, and moved his body and bones.

As soon as he finished punching and was about to have breakfast, a huge red sun suddenly jumped out of the distant mountain peak and hung over the river.

The red light sprinkled on the surface of the river, and the scenery was very spectacular and gorgeous.

In the afternoon, the fishing boat finally arrived at the end of the Luohua River and sailed into the wide and vast Hanjiang River.

Because the old boatman was also very familiar with the Hanjiang River, Li Xiangyi continued to hire their father and daughter, and waited until they reached the Hanzhou Prefecture City further downstream, and then changed to a big boat.

Towards evening, it suddenly rained in the cold river, and it became gloomy.

It may be because the weather change has been foreshadowed and there are not many boats on the river.

Heavy rain is pouring, winds and waves are blowing, and between the river and the sky, a small fishing boat is floating in the wind.

The old boatman was afraid of the bigger winds and waves, and wanted to come to the shore.

At this moment, Xiao Qianjun suddenly pointed to the river in front of him and shouted, "Senior brother, you see that there is a person there who is stepping on the river. ”

Li Xiangyi followed the sound, passed through the heavy rain curtain, and saw that a few miles away on the river, there was a woman in green clothes Jian Xiu, ignoring the wind and rain, and treading the waves.