Sui Xiegu wanted to follow Wu Changqing into the Wu family's sword shrine.

was directly stopped by Wu Changqing.

"You...... Wait here for the night, and then come in with Nangong and the others tomorrow morning. ”

"It's mainly her, this daughter, there can't be any accidents."

Wu Changqing stopped, and did not look back at Sui Xiegu.

Sui Xiegu's footsteps were stagnant, so he had to nod his head stupidly, and then sat down and meditated.

"Wait!"

"This little friend, can you go together?"

Just when Wu Changqing took another step into the Wu family.

An abrupt voice came from above.

The voice was mellow and slightly hoarse, like that of an older middle-aged man.

Wu Changqing didn't look at the person, as if this person existed.

From the beginning, he looked at it as if it were in his eyes.

In fact, it was because of this that Wu Changqing let Sui Xiegu stay.

The Wu family sword mound is a holy place for swordsmen in the rivers and lakes of Liyang.

Although it is known for its ruthlessness in the door.

But it will still attract many self-proclaimed kendo masters to come here to break through the mountains and sharpen their kendo.

Therefore, around this Wu Jian, there are often swordsmen who stop here.

This is not unusual.

He asked Sui Xiegu to stay, naturally to prevent those swordsmen who were wandering around the Wu family's sword mound might be greedy for money and quit sex and hurt Jiang Ni.

Sui Xiegu, who was meditating, heard this abrupt voice sound.

His brow furrowed.

He hadn't even noticed any excess aura before.

Several people also looked up in unison.

I saw a middle-aged man dressed in simple clothes with gray temples, but he was still in the prime of life.

He jumped down from the branch.

This person is not tall, and his momentum is mediocre.

Fang Cai should also be hiding in a tree, recovering his qi, so he didn't show any breath.

After the middle-aged man fell, he bowed down and apologized to Wu Changqing and Sui Xiegu.

Laughing.

"In Xiachai Qingshan, it is also the Wu family's sword mound that only arrived today."

"But it's half a day ahead of you."

"In order to avoid those troubles, I meditated on the tree for half a day."

"I have come up rashly and disturbed everyone."

The middle-aged swordsman who called himself Chai Qingshan burst his name in the first sentence.

Except for Wu Changqing.

The remaining three all had different complexions.

"You are that Dongyue Sword Pond, Chai Qingshan, who is expected to become the next sect master?"

Sui Xiegu had some impressions of this junior who was a good accomplished swordsman.

The main thing is today's war.

There are a large number of Dongyue Sword Pool swordsmen, who appear in the Reverse Horse Pass.

The majestic sword intent that belonged to Dongyue Sword Pond left him some memory.

At this moment, listening to this person's self-explosion name, I also recalled this person's past.

A hundred years of kendo rivers and lakes.

In the front, Li Chungang's sword pressed the entire rivers and lakes, and in the back, there was Deng Tai'a and Jian Jiuhuang, competing for the position of the sword master.

Finally, there is this Wu Changqing, who has cultivated the Immortal Sword Dao.

So much so that above the rivers and lakes, those kendo powerhouses who are also famous.

Under the dazzling light of these people, most of their edges were obscured.

Among them is this Dongyue Sword Pool's Xuanjing Realm swordsman.

The strength of his sword intent may have been when Deng Tai'a had not yet stepped into the realm of the land sword immortal.

The two can still play seven or eight points.

"Oh? Do seniors know me? ”

"Dare to ask the seniors?"

Chai Qingshan didn't care that anyone in the rivers and lakes knew him.

It was only after he clearly glanced at everyone present.

found that his identity and strength seemed to be like that in the eyes of this group of people.

The young man who wanted to set foot in the sword mound, he couldn't see clearly in front of him, but the other party was able to order this senior whose qi was still above him.

Obviously, it's not a general.

Except for the little girl who looked tired and fainted.

The fair-skinned handsome fairy next to him seemed to be also a master of the first-grade Vajra Realm.

"Hmph, you don't deserve to know the old man's name."

Sui Xiegu was still arrogant, and continued to close his eyes with his hands folded.

Chai Qingshan was obviously a little embarrassed, and he turned his head to look at the young man.

"Let's go, I'm in a hurry."

Wu Changqing did not refuse Chai Qingshan's peer request.

In fact, he still had a very good impression of this future Dongyue Sword Pool Sect Master.

In the original timeline, this person would have fought generously with the seventeen Central Plains Grandmasters during the Second Great War of Liang Mang, and refused to flee the northern city.

Whether it is conduct or kendo, it is good.

You can try to woo in.

"Okay, let's go up the mountain."

Chai Qingshan smiled unabated, strode up to Wu Changqing, and stepped into the Wu family's sword mound together.

It seems that the Wu family's sword mound is only separated from the outside world by a tall mountain gate.

In fact, the two of them stepped into the Wu family's sword mound at the moment.

It's as if you've been stared at by thousands of pairs of eyes.

Like wolves.

Among them is a pair of special eyes, and the sword is majestic, just like the lord of this sword mountain.

"No wonder it's called the Sword Shrine, it's gloomy."

This is Wu Changqing's first feeling.

There are more than 200,000 swords buried here.

The swordsmen who entered the Wu family in the past but could not leave all died of old age on this sword mountain in the end.

Just the remnants of the souls of these swordsmen can make the luck of this Wu family's sword mound immortal.

"I think Your Excellency should also know the rules of the Wu family."

"Except for those swordsmen who can break through the Wu family's sword mound, no one can break the rules that the Wu family set a thousand years ago."

Chai Qingshan was calm about this, carrying his hands behind his back.

Walk casually on this bluestone mountain road.

The temperament is leisurely.

"The old-timers have broken through Sword Mountain before?"

Wu Changqing may have wanted to relieve his boredom along the way, so he couldn't help asking.

"It was more than 10 years ago."

"In the early years, I heard by chance that the Peach Blossom Sword Immortal was originally from this Wu family sword mound."

"I thought about coming to the Wu family's sword mound to have a visit."

Chai Qingshan said with a smile.

"Then how long did it take you to break into the mountain more than ten years ago?"

Wu Changqing asked curiously.

"How long does it take to ......"

"It's more than the first half of the way."

"Lord, on this sword mountain, among those withered swordsmen, there will be all immeasurable opponents."

"If you can't beat it, you can only run, but fortunately, these swordsmen don't like to chase people."

Chai Qingshan seemed to be caught in a long memory.

While reminiscing, he whispered.

"Are the old-timers interested in competing with me?"

Wu Changqing suddenly stopped.

Further on.

Because there is no bluestone mountain road, there is only an uneven dirt road.

He turned his head and looked at Chai Qingshan with a smile.

"Oh? What does the little brother want? ”

"But some bets are you going to make?"

"I'll inform the little brother in advance, but the old brother is penniless."

Chai Qingshan smiled and looked at the young man in front of him curiously again.

It's weird to say.

He has been in the rivers and lakes for so long.

Even the land immortals have seen a lot.

But there is really no one who can let him not see through any qi flow for so long.

This kind of person is either an ordinary person who has never practiced martial arts, or his cultivation is much higher than him.

But how could a person who dared to break into this Wu family's sword mountain be an ordinary ordinary person.

"I won, how about the seniors owe me a personal favor?"

Wu Changqing said softly.

He didn't directly say that if Chai Qingshan lost, he would join his future Immortal Sect.

First, there are too many recklessness, and secondly, if you casually say things to others about the Immortal Sect, most people who don't understand it will not believe it.

"What if the little brother loses?"

Chai Qingshan looked at Wu Changqing with some meaning, feeling that this young man always had a calmness that did not conform to human nature.

There was no mood swing at all.

Obviously, in terms of state of mind, this person is destined to be good.

"There's no way I'm going to lose."

"Of course, if I really lose, I can also agree to a request from my seniors."

"There are no conditions to the request."

Wu Changqing said flatly.

But the self-confidence in the words can already be called conceited.

"Courageous."

"But little brother, but I look down on my brother too much."

"Well, there are exactly two roads here."

"One for one person?"

Chai Qingshan and Wu Changqing stood side by side, looking at the chaotic mountain road behind the bluestone slab.

There are exactly two dirt roads that lead in different directions, but it is definitely a dirt mountain road that can reach the summit.