Li Jianqiu stood motionless under the boulder. Only the fire of the flaming sword, swaying in the mountain wind.

Jiang Wang walked to his side and saw the inscription on the stone.

"Yongtai has been in 12 years, a hundred bloody battles, invincible, and left a word for future generations to admire!"

The inscription is Wu.

I shouldn't have finished writing, because there is still a vertical next to it, and it is obviously just a pen.

Yongtai is the name of the current lord of Zhuang Guo, and now it is the fourteenth year of Yongtai in the Zhuang calendar, that is, the 3917th year of the Taoist calendar.

In other words, the inscription on this stone carving was written two years ago. It was the time when the Vertical Pen Peak was first cleared.

After Li Jianqiu killed the fierce beast, he neither praised nor summarized, let alone continued to move forward, but stopped in front of this stone carving that obviously had a story, and remained silent.

This kind of atmosphere made Huang Azhan, who had always jumped out, also shut up.

Li Jianqiu was silent for a while, dispersed the flame sword in both hands, and finally slowly pulled out the sword on his waist for the first time in front of Jiang Wang and the others.

This was the first time Jiang Wang had seen this sword unsheathed.

Bright, brilliant, the adjectives that come to mind at first glance are by no means compatible with the sword, but on this sword, it is so appropriate.

Li Jianqiu held the sword in one hand and added a few strokes to the stone carving.

Wu Shan.

It's an ordinary name, but it should be the senior who seems to be invincible.

Li Jianqiu moved his sword and raised another line on the stone carving, carving: The younger generations come to pay respects!

Then he started another line and wrote down the inscription: Li Jianqiu, the dog of the loser.

The stone powder fell in a torrent, like hiding some emotions in the dust.

"Let's go. Li Jianqiu turned around and said, "Let's go to the top of the mountain." ”

Bypassing this boulder, everyone walked on the rotten branches and leaves, and walked among the craggy mountains and rocks.

There may have been a road here, but two years later, it has returned to its original appearance.

There is no road in the mountains, but the road is at your feet.

"I just saw that your sword was broken. Let's complete the cleaning of the Vertical Pen Peak alone, and we can exchange it for a magic weapon long sword. I'll give it to you. Li Jianqiu said casually.

"How can this work?" Jiang Wang waved his hand and said, "The task is not for me alone, and you are the main force, senior brother......

As a monk who was accustomed to using a sword, Jiang Wang's desire for a good sword went without saying. If it was only him and Zhao Rucheng on this trip, then he would not be embarrassed. But after all, the friendship with Li Jianqiu and even Huang Azhan has not reached that level.

Li Jianqiu patted the long sword on his waist: "I have a peach branch." No other sword weapon is needed. ”

It turns out that the name of this sword is Peach Branch, which is really a proper name, so bright and brilliant. Jiang Wang thought to himself.

Li Jianqiu said again: "This level of magic sword should be worth around six hundred Dao Xun. You can give us 100 Daoxun points each. ”

In this way, Jiang Wang still made a lot of money. But it's actually not a loss for the rest of the people, after all, Dohoon is hard currency, and the physical items exchanged for the mission may not be applicable.

"Okay. Jiang Wang no longer squirmed.

The remaining two have no objections.

Li Jianqiu turned to Huang Azhan again and said, "Judging from your Dao skills, you should follow Shen Nanqi on a path. It's just a gold line, a fire line. ”

Huang Azhan scratched his head and said with a smile: "I think about it blindly, and it is not systematic." ”

"The Fire Technique is violent, you have to pay more attention to the control of the Dao Technique itself. For example, the art of fireworks. Li Jianqiu pinched the trick casually, forming a fireball.

"When it exploded, how it exploded, at what scale, at what speed. You have to be at ease. Under Li Jianqiu's manipulation, the fireshell flickered forward and backward, expanded and contracted, and then suddenly accelerated, shattering a mountain rock.

"Taught. Huang Azhan bowed down in a proper manner to express his gratitude.

Li Jianqiu waved his hand and said to Zhao Rucheng again: "You are very smart." Earlier, I said that Du Yehu has the highest fighting talent among several of you, but I didn't expect to ignore you. You're just as good as him, but he relies on his natural fighting instincts. ”

He nodded his head: "You're leaning on here." ”

Zhao Rucheng snorted: "Yes, I don't know if you don't say it." ”

Huang Azhan touched it for a while: "No, Senior Brother Li." Of the three co-authors, I need some advice?"

Li Jianqiu smiled but did not speak.

In such a fierce battle, he actually knew the details of everyone's battles well, which was enough to show that he was at ease.

It's just that for some reason, at that time, in the Three Cities Debate, there was no performance that matched his strength.

A wolf's hair, the pen barrel is vertical and straight, the tip of the pen is round and full, and the tip of the pen is like a thin cone.

Turn it upside down and you'll get the approximate shape of the pencil peak.

After crossing the mountainside, go up a little further and you will find the position of the pen. It is also the place where the cross-section of the entire vertical pen peak is widest.

This is also the base camp of the fierce beasts of the Vertical Pen Peak.

The crowd was still far away before they could hear the roars of the beasts. When they got closer, the beast rushed out that could not be contained.

It was like a signal, and then like a hornet's nest exploded, all kinds of strange beasts swarmed in.

Wind centipedes, rock snakes, tiger jackals, mountain spiders......

In this case, Li Jianqiu still had the leisure to roughly count: "It's okay, less than a hundred, far from forming a scale." ”

He took a step forward, and the peach branch was unsheathed!

The sword light is shining, and the sword aura is mighty.

The whole person squeezed into the beast tide in a magnificent red.

Like a spring solstice, peach blossoms.

The peach blossom is blood-colored, blooming, and is the soul of life.

Li Jianqiu's body was like a red tide, sweeping the beast tide.

Jiang Wang and the others didn't even have a chance to make a move at all, and watched this scene in amazement.

The red tide receded, and all the roaring and howling was still.

Only Li Jianqiu's thin figure was left standing upright.

A man, a sword, a beast corpse.

Such a picture, what a freehand!

"Senior Brother Li, Senior Brother Li. Huang Azhan was so shocked that he even forgot to shoot: "You are so strong, what are you going to take us for?"

Li Jianqiu peach branch in his hand, people looked at the mountainside, and among the corpses of fierce beasts all over the ground, he suddenly let out a long roar!

The sonic boom is high cliffs, spreading in the distant mountains.

It's like once the depression is gone, and the indescribable joy is haughty!

He finished his long howl before he put his sword into the sheath and said: "The person who left the words on the stone carving appears in front of his favorite and likes to boast about his merits. I brought you here to fulfill his last wish to be admired by future generations of students. ”

Jiang Wang hesitated: "That Senior Brother Wu Shan, he ...... Also a student of our Maple Grove City Dao Academy?"

"It should be the same period as Senior Brother Zhu, but the strength is far behind. His strength back then was far inferior to me now. Li Jianqiu shook his head, and the expression on his face couldn't tell whether he was more nostalgic or more sad.

"Did I tell you? My teammates are all dead. ”

Li Jianqiu paused for a moment and continued: "He died under his leadership. ”

He turned around to look in the direction of the top of the Vertical Pen Peak, or just to turn his back in front of Jiang Wang and the others.

His voice rang out in the mountains: "He is very weak. But when the beast tide broke out all at once and broke through the defenses. He stood in the way of the beast tide. said that the people of our Fenglin City Daoist Academy can't let the people of Sanshan City look down. ”

"All of them stood in the way of the beast tide, and I ran. ”

Jiang Wang and the others looked at his back, looking particularly lonely under the mountain wind. I understood at once, the inscription he carved, the dog of the loser, Li Jianqiu.

I am afraid that this line of words has been engraved in his heart for two years, more than 700 days and nights.

And after he really carved this line of words on the stone wall and killed all the beasts of the Vertical Pen Peak, he was finally able to reconcile with himself.