There are bluestones bursting, there are rocks falling,

Frightened away the birds and beasts in the forest,

Even the surface of the big river ten miles away is also shaking.

When the billowing smoke clears,

On top of the remaining scars, a cloth stood with a sword.

Dust fell down the cracks in the walls, broken swords and halberds stuck upside down in the rocks, and large swords fell and were swept up by the wind and hunted in mid-air.

From afar,

The man was dressed in cloth and held a wooden sword, and his white hair was on his shoulders.

Behind him is the red glow of the disturbed sky,

Under his feet are the devastated mountains and rivers,

The man stood quietly without sorrow or joy, and the sword intent around him spread between heaven and earth like an ocean, and when the man let go, the already rotten wooden sword in his hand turned into powder and dispersed with the wind.

There are "three auxiliary mountains and strong mountains, and the door is closed and Kyushu." The so-called mountain and river pass exploded under this sword, leaving only half of the city wall, and from now on, only nine of the top ten male passes in the world remained.

How lonely is invincibility?

Xu Xian didn't know,

But the man with the wooden sword,

I've been experiencing that for a long, long time.

For more than 30 years, he has killed all the enemies and traitors, defeated the heroes and heroes, and there is no resistance in the world, and there is nothing to do, but to live in seclusion in the deep valley and take the eagle as a friend.

Woohoo, I can't get an opponent in my life,

Honest and embarrassing!

This is his word under the premise of the sword mound,

One man and one sword walk the world, wanting to defeat but can't,

The hero shook his head, and the long sword roared in the air.

I had to look up to the sky and bury the sword, and the Condor accompanied him for the rest of his life.

has been understood, the sword is in the middle;

It's just that it's lonely and helpless;

Happy and sad, sad and sad.

These are the words written by Old Man Jin,

Dugu's predecessor is one of the most legendary characters in the pen of the old man Jin, and he is also the most mysterious character, the old man refuses to leave a trace of pen and ink on his body, countless blanks, or put down the pen.

But he always inadvertently mentions a few strokes, as if the stroke of God is nowhere to be found, but it often tickles Xu Xian's heart, everything is hazy and hazy for this peerless swordsman to put on a hat veil, it is inevitable that the heart is rushing, and there are swords and swords often dreaming.

......

Near

Wu Chunqiu's back was already wet with cold sweat lying under the pile of rubble, and blood oozed from all over his body, just the aftermath made himself injured like this, even if he was as strong as Zhong Mengqiu, but the cloth-clothed swordsman did it.

Looking up through the gap in the rocks overhead, he only felt that the sword intent like the ocean had covered the entire sky, and the surging tide of Zhong Mengqiu's sword intent like a great river had just surged.

Even the Qingfeng sword in his hand has not yet had time to be unsheathed!

But the man was only an understatement of the sword,

and half of the mountains and rivers were blown down,

then knocked away the second-grade sword cultivator,

Let the world escape one of them,

There is such a sword immortal in just one Daqing Jianghu!

The third-grade sword cultivation in the world has reached the top, and the second-grade sword cultivation is rare in the world, and it is difficult to find in the world, so it is also known as the little sword immortal, as for the first product himself, he doesn't know if there is anything in the world.

When you enter the mountain gate, you will know,

Nothing is occupied, nothing is moved,

Don't ask for the same thing repeatedly!

But at the moment, Wu Chunqiu can't care about anything else, and he has to make this hexagram even if he fights for the risk of backlash, and he will come up with a good fortune!

With a wave of his sleeves,

There is a mottled turtle shell and a few copper coins between the square inches.

The thumb is pinched back and forth on the index and ring fingers.

There is a saying in "Yi": "A gentleman is cautious, the difference is like a millimeter, and the error is a thousand miles." "The slightest mistake can still be a thousand miles away, not to mention that there is a top-notch second-grade sword cultivation right now, Wu Chunqiu just felt a little ridiculous for a while.

"Heh......"

Looking at the copper coins and tortoise shells that fell to the ground,

Wu Chunqiu's thumb pinched his middle finger and froze in place, a mouthful of blood spit out the tortoise shell that stained red in front of him, he couldn't count the heels of the person, the so-called luck was ethereal, but the fate of this thing was carried since birth, but the young man's life was indeed chaotic, the two strands were entangled, one was cut early, and the other was indeed indistinguishable.

Looking up again through the gap in the rocks, the peerless and independent cloth-clothed swordsman just felt that the creation made people laugh at himself.

Now where do you still think about whether you can cut off the luck of Liangzhou,

It is already a great luck to be able to escape from this mountain and river pass with a small life!

"Ho Ho ......"

100 zhang away,

Zhong Mengqiu got up from the ground and couldn't see the color of the dirty clothes on his body clearly, a few new holes were added on the left and right sides, and the hat on his head no longer knew where it had fallen.

Looking at the figure on half of the city wall,

Zhong Mengqiu's heart was turbulent,

I came from the Qishan Sword Shrine, which is the place where the world's sword cultivation has reached the top.

Now he is defeated,

Defeat simply, defeat completely,

Zhong Mengqiu didn't know who the person in front of him was and why he came?

But suddenly I thought about it,

It's also inseparable from the senior sister's child,

The smile on the corner of Zhong Mengqiu's mouth has three points of bitterness, three points of ease, and four points of relief, even if you count the seniority, the young man still has to call himself uncle, and it is also excellent to be able to grow to such a point now, but when I think of the future when this senior nephew asks Jian Qishan Sword Shrine because of my senior sister's matter, how should I deal with myself if I am caught in the middle?

Another eagle's chirp came,

When he looked at it again, there was an eagle next to the swordsman in cloth who was one person tall, and the swordsman stroked the eagle beside him, and a rare touch of tenderness emerged in his eyes.

"Dare to ask the seniors with their names!"

Zhong Mengqiu got up and put aside other thoughts, straightened up the clothes on his body, and arched his hand, this is the respect that a swordsman should have for another swordsman.

"Dugu seeks defeat!"

Dugu sought defeat and glanced at Zhong Mengqiu, who was a hundred feet away, and his lips opened lightly.

"Dugu seeks defeat?"

Zhong Mengqiu muttered softly, he was extremely unfamiliar with this name, he had seen two extremely talented third-grade swordsmen in the Beilianghou Mansion earlier, and now he had met a peerless swordsman at the peak of the second rank in this mountain and river pass, and he had to sigh that his nephew was really lucky!

"Do you want to fight again?"

Looking at the sword intent rising around Zhong Mengqiu's body, a glimmer of light flashed in Dugu's originally unwavering pupils, the second-grade sword cultivation is hard to find in the world, and now it is a blessing to meet one, he has not met a person who can make himself sword for many years, although the person in front of him is weaker in his eyes, but he is also qualified to take his own sword.

"Please also ask the seniors to teach!"

Zhong Mengqiu's left hand horizontal sword in front,

The right hand gently draws the sword out of its sheath,

There was a light roar from the long sword,

Look closely at the sword and see that the whole body is quiet,

The sword body has a very pale cyan,

This sword is one of the three famous swords of Qishan Sword Shrine,

The sword mound is the place where the sword is buried, and it is also called the last grave of the sword life, Qishan is named after the sword mound in the world, in which the hidden sword can be imagined geometrically, the Qingfeng sword can stand out from it, and the advantage of the sword edge is overflowing.

Outside the mountains and rivers,

Zhong Mengqiu stood with his sword in his hand,

The Qingfeng sword in his hand, the sword body is long and narrow,

Four feet and three inches, when it is a sharp weapon in the world!

"Senior Dugu, you have to borrow a sword!"

The stunned sword on Xu Xian's waist has been unsheathed, and he also knows the realm of Dugu's defeat, and Zhong Mengqiu is the same as the second-grade sword cultivator, although the gap between the two sword cultivators can also be seen from Fang Cai's sword, but the two sword cultivators are fighting against each other, life and death are between square inches, and an extra sharp weapon in his hand will naturally have a few more chances of winning.

"Not necessarily!"

Dugu shook his head when he heard this,

The right hand was stretched out, and a grass flew up and down between the fingers.

With a gentle wave of grass,

There is a flow of light in the subtleties of the edges,

There is energy to roll up,

The cloth on his body hunted and hunted.

"Grass, trees, bamboos and stones can all be swords. ”

"I see. ”

Xu Xian read out lightly, seeing this, he knew it in his heart, and the stunning sword in his hand was unsheathed and quietly looked at the person on the high wall a little distracted, it turned out that he had reached that realm.

Dugu's predecessor used four swords in his life,

The first sword is about four feet long, the blue light is shining, it is a sharp weapon in the world, and the sword style is even more fierce and fierce, indestructible, and the weak crown is used to compete with the Heshuo group of heroes, this is before his weak crown, when he was young and frivolous, unruly, and swept the world with a sharp weapon sword.

As the "Book Theory" said: "With a sharp pen and a sharp edge to mix, there is no timidity, and the new pen is refreshing." ”

Dugu's predecessor used a sword like a pen to stretch out.

The pen walks the dragon and snake, the ink is dripping, and the sword is vertical!

The second sword is called crape myrtle soft sword,

The sword mound said, "The crape myrtle soft sword, used before the age of thirty, accidentally injured the righteous and ominous, and it was abandoned in the deep valley." This is carved by Dugu's predecessors, and it is also what he thinks in his heart.

Though the sword is abandoned,

But the word soft sword has already revealed enough information, Xu Xian thought that the Dugu predecessors at that time were close to the year of standing, and there was a saying in "Sitting and Forgetting": "Rigidity is broken, soft and eternal" Presumably at that time, the predecessors had already understood the principle of combining rigidity and softness, although sharp and indestructible, but also easy to hurt others and hurt themselves.

Because the soft sword body is as soft as silk, the strength is not easy to master and use, and it is difficult for those who are not proficient in this way to use it freely.

How is the swordsmanship of Dugu's predecessors?

，

It is,

There is no move, no trace, looking at the enemy out of the sword,

Impermanence is gratuitous and bizarre.

Perhaps it was the soft sword of Dugu's predecessor that was so fast and impermanent that in his prime, he "accidentally injured the righteous man" because he couldn't recruit him, so the crape myrtle soft sword was abandoned in the valley.

After the third sword,

It is also the most impressive one of Xu Xian's,

Xuantie heavy sword, heavy sword without edge, great ingenuity and no work, before the age of forty, rampant in the world!

The swarthy black iron heavy sword looked at it from a distance, but it was extremely heavy, a sword more than three feet long, weighing no less than seventy or eighty catties, several times heavier than the heaviest golden sword halberd on the battle array, both sides of the blade were blunt, and the tip of the sword was even more bladeless.

"Tao Te Ching" has a saying: "Sharp, not long-lasting", whether it is the cyan weapon or the crape myrtle soft sword is an extremely sharp weapon, and the Xuantie heavy armor has indeed abandoned the sharpness of the sword, which is a qualitative change back to the basics.

The heavy sword has no edge, and the great ingenuity does not work!

Those who learn swords start from not working to work, and then from work to work.

Those who don't work will work hard!

It was also the Dugu predecessor at that time who really did it,

One man, one sword, one day,

At that time, he had already defeated all the heroes in the world.

Xu Xian still remembers the scene when he first watched "The Condor Heroes", when Brother Eagle took Yang Guo to the coast of the East China Sea, drove him to the sea, and made him practice swordsmanship and stab in the stormy waves.

At that time, he was walking the road that Dugu's predecessors had walked in the company of Brother Diao, and many times in a trance, Xu Xian would always overlap Yang Guo in the later stage with the appearance of Dugu's predecessors in his imagination.

The last sword, the wooden sword!

It is also the rotten wooden sword held by Dugu's predecessor.

Dugu's predecessor once carved a stone slab under the sword,

Decaying wooden swords, after the age of forty, do not stay in things, grass, trees, bamboos and stones, can be swords.

When the index finger of the lonely senior lightly picked the grass,

Xu Xian knew that Dugu's predecessors had reached the realm of "no sword".

No sword has never been a literal meaning,

Instead, the heart is no longer attached to a grass and a tree, but the swordsmanship is natural, and he is single-minded, and he can use whatever he wants to use as a sword.

Picking flowers and flying leaves can be used as swords.

Even if there is no sword in his hand.

The ravine has its own long sword and whispers,

I have my own sword energy in my heart!

Zhong Mengqiu looked at Kusuke in Dugu's defeat, frowning, but the movements in his hands still did not slow down, and he stepped out of the air and rose up, the Qingfeng sword in his hand pointed at Dugu.

The quiet sword body reflected Zhong Mengqiu's slightly cold heart,

When the sword stabs out,

Winning or losing doesn't matter anymore,

Now all emotions are put aside,

Zhong Mengqiu no longer cared about how the Qishan Sword Shrine behind him would react when he learned that he was dead, nor did he care whether he could cut off Liangzhou's luck, nor did he care about his life and death.

For a swordsman,

It was extremely lucky to die under that man's sword.

The swordsman acts only for pleasure,

I have walked the world as the Qishan Sword Shrine for so many years, and most of the time I am very happy, because my sword is fast and strong enough, and all the unpleasant things are cut off by the sword in my hand.

But in the past 20 years, there are still some things that have accumulated in my heart, and I am not happy enough, and it is no wonder that I have no progress after entering the second grade, and I am still not in a good mood after all.

And right now,

When the sword stabs out,

Zhong Mengqiu's heart was very happy!

He has sharpened his sword intent in the big rivers and rivers, and he has set foot in the world's famous mountains and rivers in the world, and his sword intent is majestic, like mountains, rivers, lakes and seas pressed down together.

Everything is only in the blink of an eye,

When Zhong Mengqiu took that step,

Dugu's quest for defeat has moved,

Slightly grip the fingertip of the grass suke,

The soles of the boots stepped on the bluestone of the battlements,

When Kusuke waives out in his hand,

There is no vision of heaven and earth,

It's just that the waves are not alarmed,

Alone

One person, one Kusasuke,

The clouds are light and the wind is waving out lightly,

When Kusuke resists the tip of the Blue Blade,

Zhong Mengqiu's ears were faintly struck by the tip of the sword, the faint sound of the sword striking out of the waves, the faint loneliness, the drawing of the sword and the light sigh of the heart at a loss, looking at the world as far as the eye could see, was already invincible.

When you gaze intently,

The Qingfeng sword in his hand has cracked inch by inch,

The moment the tip of the sword fell into the dust,

Kusuke in Dugu's defeated hand had already pierced his chest.

Zhong Mengqiu fell into the rocks, the red blood stains soaked his chest through the cloth, and the sword intent like a vast sea did not pour into his body along the grass and suke, and the body of the second rank would not die because of the bloodshed.

The man stood quietly in the midst of the rubble,

No waves, no sorrows, no joys,

But there is still a loneliness in the depths of the eyes.

Xu Xian still remembers that in his previous life, he accidentally opened the prose written by Master Jin, and he once mentioned that Dugu was a Xianbei person, and changed his name to seek defeat, but he never failed.

Lonely to lose, lonely to defeat,

Because of Dugu, so seek defeat!

Looking closely, Dugu's predecessors did not have the rudeness of Xianbei people, but from the outline between the eyebrows, you can vaguely see the handsome man of his youth, at this time, he was dressed in cloth and white hair on his shoulders, with clear contours, slightly thin, and the temperament around him is still peerless.

Old Man Jin never wrote down the appearance of his lonely predecessors,

After watching all the film and television dramas in my last life, I didn't find anyone who could perform the style of Dugu's predecessors, and brought a clear image for himself, but Yang Guo wrote a paragraph in the original book when he first saw Brother Diao: The Condor whined and rushed down from the top of the mountain. Its body was heavy, its wings were short and it could not fly, but it ran fast, like a horse, and in a blink of an eye, it came to Yang Guo's side, and saw that he was missing an arm, and looked at him intently.

Brother Eagle can see so fascinated,

In addition to the joy of living in the deep valley for a long time and seeing people for the first time,

The appearance of Yang Guo and Dugu's predecessors is also extremely similar.

to be familiar at first sight.

In the words of the previous life, Dugu's predecessor was very handsome when he was young, and he thought that he was also a generation of sword demons, in addition to his amazing swordsmanship, his appearance should also be peerless.

"Where did it come from?"

Looking at Zhong Mengqiu Dugu, who had fallen to the ground, his lips opened slightly, and his fingertips swayed in the air and swirled lightly into the pile of rocks.

There is naturally a reason to open the mouth,

How difficult is it to seek defeat?

And the current Zhong Mengqiu made him see a glimmer of hope.

"Qishan Sword Shrine!"

Zhong Mengqiu paused before speaking.

"How far is it?"

"It's not in Daqing, it's more than three thousand miles. ”

Although Zhong Mengqiu had doubts, he did not hide them.

"Wait for me!"

Zhong Mengqiu was a little unclear when he heard this.

Dugu's predecessors also ignored it,

After speaking, the next step was already in front of Xu Xian.

"I've seen it, Dugu senior!"

Xu Xian was slightly stunned before he made a junior salute, and the scene just now was still echoing in his mind.

"I'm going on a long trip!"

"Brother Eagle also bothered Xiaoyou to take care of it. ”

With a sound of eagle chirping, the eagle brother has swooped down from mid-air, the huge wings flapped, there was a strong wind blowing to lift the ground gravel, countless ends were a strange beast, but after falling to the ground steadily, it was like a child's huge eagle head arched on Dugu's chest, very intimate.

"I wonder where my predecessor is going?"

"Qishan Sword Shrine!"

"It's hard to get to the blue sky to be defeated, I want to try to ask the sword mound of Jianqi Mountain if I can fulfill my long-cherished wish. ”

Dugu senior's palm gently stroked Brother Eagle's feathers, and the latter also enjoyed it, and he could see what kind of position Brother Eagle had in Dugu's senior's heart.

"Since the seniors have spoken, the juniors have nothing to do!"

Xu Xianyan always felt a little empty in his heart, and finally summoned a top master, and he was about to leave in a blink of an eye, but it is also thought that people who can come this far have their own pursuits in their hearts, and they themselves are a legend.

If every legend is a predetermined trajectory, it is boring.

"Brother Diao, I will be taken care of by Xiaoyou in the future. ”

"When Qishan returned, by the way, he brought back a few famous swords to Xiaoyou, all of which were used as food for Brother Carving. ”

Dugu's predecessor patted Brother Diao's head, the latter spread his wings wide and wanted to keep it, but in the end he still retracted it, and it also knew what Dugu wanted to defeat, but his eyes looked like people and he was very aggrieved.

"Senpai, do you drink?"

"The kid wants to practice for his seniors!"

Xu Xian took the wine bag on his waist and handed it out, and there was still half a bag of Maochai wine in it.

"It's been a long time!"

Xu Xian's hand paused in mid-air, a little embarrassed.

"But today is an exception!"

Senior Dugu took the wine bag in Xu Xian's hand.

"May the seniors, ask Jianqi Mountain, and still seek defeat!"

Xu Xian bowed and said sincerely!

"Boom ......"

Dugu begged for defeat, chuckled, and did not answer.

"Borrow the little friend's sword. ”

"Make it convenient for your little friends before you go out!"

The stinging sword was in hand, and he turned to look at the rocky mountains and rivers.

A sword swing out,

And the half of the stone of the wall was turned into powder,

The wind raised the gray layer in the sky,

"Let's get in. ”

The stunned sword was pushed into the scabbard on Xu Xian's waist, and Senior Dugu took a step and reached Zhong Mengqiu's side, and waved his hand lightly at the eagle brother beside Xu Xian.

Looking at the boundless Liangzhou iron horse below,

The horizontal knife is immediate, the iron halberd is cold,

Dugu's predecessor poured a sip of Maochai wine,

wiped the pale green wine stains at the corners of his mouth,

When the smoke clears,

Half of the mountains and rivers are closed, and there is no longer a figure of the predecessors.

Wine into the bowels,

Seven points become loneliness, and three points become sword qi,

As soon as he spit out, it is half of the rivers and lakes.

Xu Xian looked at the empty half of the mountains and rivers, and read softly.