"Senior, it's here. ”

Zhong Mengqiu looked at the familiar mountain road around him a little distracted, more than ten years ago after the death of his senior sister, he was driven down the mountain by the old man, and became the world of Qishan Sword Shrine to walk, in the words of the old man, there is a difference between birth and entry into the world.

In the first ten years, the practice on the mountain is the birth of the sword, the sword heart is not stained by mortal dust, and the heart is just the pursuit of the sword, but the old man always says that the way to practice the sword on the mountain is always missing a little grinding and difficult to become a great weapon, so the most amazing and glamorous people in each generation of the sword mound will walk down the mountain for the world and travel, from the birth sword to the sword into the world.

After traveling, go back to Qishan to practice and turn back to the birth of the sword can get twice the result with half the effort, in the long run, Zhong Mengqiu himself knows that there are no less than ten second-grade old monsters in the mountains for hundreds of years, all of them are walking in the Qishan world of the past dynasties, and now there are many Zhong Mengqiu left in the sword mound I don't know, but I think there is more than one person, as for his own old man, he has never seen him shoot with his own eyes.

"Senior, do you really want to ask about the sword?"

Zhong Mengqiu looked at Dugu beside him and said.

"It's already here. ”

Dugu sought defeat and shook the wooden sword on his waist lightly.

"Senpai may die. ”

"Ask the sword, how can there be a reason for immortals?"

The junior accompanied the senior to climb the mountain. ”

Zhong Mengqiu took a step forward, and the moment he stepped on the stone steps, several extremely faint breaths came from the dense forest, and at the same time, dozens of sword-wielding figures loomed in the night, but when he got closer, he saw that all of them turned into birds and beasts and dispersed.

"I have a heart. ”

After Dugu said defeat, he walked on the mountain road.

"I'm just not they died in vain. ”

Zhong Mengqiu said bluntly.

"I also want to give my seniors some more ways to retreat. ”

Zhong Mengqiu's last sentence said in a low voice, knowing that he couldn't persuade the person in front of him, but he still wanted to try his best.

Climb the stairs for more than ten steps,

There is a boulder on the side of the road that is more than one zhang high, and there are only four characters engraved on the top of the Qishan Sword Shrine, which is plain from a distance, but you can look at the four words and intuit a wave of Haoran sword qi permeating your body, and your mind will be injured by the sword qi in this boulder if you are a little uncertain.

"This is left by the ancestors, more than 900 years ago. ”

Zhong Mengqiu opened his mouth to explain when he saw Dugu's defeat.

"Even now, the sword qi is eternal, and I think that the ancestor has reached the end of sword cultivation. ”

Dugu Qiuqiu stood in front of the boulder and looked intently to feel the remaining sword intent of the four words, and heard Zhong Mengqiu's muttering abruptly.

"Senior, why are you laughing?"

"Kendo, where does it end?"

Dugu asked for defeat and said bluntly.

"Pure martial arts have a broken head, and they can still ask Qingtian. ”

"There is an end to sword cultivation in the world, so should it really stop?"

"Taught. ”

Zhong Mengqiu smiled bitterly and bowed.

"Let's climb the mountain. ”

Looking up at the front of the eyes is a sheep intestine path, it is indeed winding upwards for more than ten miles, extremely steep and narrow, through the cold moonlight, there are subtle sword marks on each stone step, looking at the mountains and forests on both sides, you can see the broken sword inserted everywhere, the hilt of the sword has decayed, even the sword body is also rusty, this is the sword of countless mountaineers for hundreds of years.

The earliest Qishan Sword Shrine was named Qishan Sword Sect,

Later, there were more people who asked for swords, and there were many broken swords on the mountain, but the Sword Sect was not appropriate enough for the ancestor to simply change the name, and the "mound" tomb was also, the sword mound was naturally a place to bury the sword, but it was also worthy of the name.

It was also from that time that there were many fewer people climbing the mountain to ask for swords, because most of them lost the courage to climb the mountain when they looked at the mountain forest with broken swords from afar.

There are fewer people, but the one who asks the sword is getting stronger and stronger,

In the past 100 years, the most famous person in Qishan is Xu Jiu, with the realm of the second product to break the nine famous swords of Qishan, after going down the mountain for more than ten years, it has entered the first product invincible, and since then there are few people who climb the mountain under the third grade, and there are only dozens of people climbing the mountain to ask the sword in the past 100 years.

At the end of the time,

At the beginning of the day,

The sky is slightly bright,

The rugged mountain road has reached the halfway point, and the halfway up the mountain is full of peach blossoms in the spring, and there is a wooden house in the peach blossom forest with gurgling water, which is a very beautiful paradise.

"That was where Senior Sister originally lived. ”

"My sister likes peach blossoms, so she planted peach trees on the mountain. ”

Zhong Mengqiu let out a long sigh after explaining.

When my sister went down the mountain,

"Senior brother, remember to take good care of the peach trees in this half of the mountain on the mountain, if something goes wrong when you come back, be careful of your skin!" Zhong Nanqiao, who was dressed in a white dress, waved his pink fist in the peach forest and intimidated, and then went down the mountain with the wooden box on his back.

In the end, it was also the senior sister at that time who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and the practice was the birth of the sword, and entering the rivers and lakes was to enter the WTO.

But how much disturbance is there in the red dust?

Qishan's most amazing female sword fairy in the past hundred years was actually abducted by a mud leg under the mountain, when the news came back to Qishan, the senior sister's children were already more than two years old, and now they still remember the old man's angry beard, and the next day he carried a sword to the territory of Qingguo, and Zhong Mengqiu didn't want to think about it, let alone ask.

"Your senior sister is the mother of Xiaoyou surnamed Xu?"

Lonely and abruptly spoke.

"Hmm. ”

"Is her sword still on the mountain?"

"Naturally. ”

If the person who went out of the Qishan Sword Shrine died, someone would go to take back the sword, which is also the reason why there are countless swords hidden on the mountain.

"Then I'll help him get it back. ”

Dugu sought defeat and continued to climb the mountain with a light thought.

"Senior, there is really no way back. ”

"The old men are out of the mountains. ”

Zhong Mengqiu finally looked at the old man in the main peak who was dressed in cloth and stroked his long beard and whispered softly, at the same time, there were three or two sword intents rising from the depths of the mountain stream, and when he saw the shabby cloth clothes and the old face on his body, the corners of Zhong Mengqiu's mouth were full of bitterness.

"The way of the sword, there is no advance or retreat. ”

Lonely and defeated, the wooden sword on his waist started, and the sword qi was horizontal.

"Besides, I owe a man a few swords and a jug of wine for a man. ”

Dugu sought defeat and hunted in cloth, climbing the mountain step by step.

"Lonely and ask for defeat and ask Jianqi Mountain, but ask for defeat!"

The light voice is indeed turned into spring thunder and exploded in Qishan,

When the wooden sword is raised,

The majestic sword intent is pressed down like mountains, rivers, lakes and seas,

Before the sword came out, the three thousand peach blossoms had already fallen,

Zhong Mengqiu only felt that there was an extremely subtle and light sound in his ears when the tip of the sword pierced through the snowflakes in the cold winter, the surging surge of the waves that struck out and the waves stacked and cracked, and the loneliness and helplessness of pulling out the sword and looking around at a daze, looking at the world was already invincible.

It was also at this moment that he realized the past of Dugu's predecessors in this sword intent like mountains, rivers and lakes and seas.

Because in the intent of his sword,

Hiding the path he once walked.

......

Linzi Town,

It's just dawning,

The long street is naturally cold and uninhabited,

Wen Mujiu, who had changed back into a coarse cloth shirt in the inn, was lying on the edge of the window, looking at the cold long street a little distracted, and his eyes were black when he looked closely, obviously he had not slept all night.

"Wen Mujiu, why do you see that something is wrong with you today?"

"Could it be that yesterday's addiction is not over?"

The old shopkeeper yawned and came down from the second floor, and as soon as he stretched his waist, he saw the listless warm wood wine by the window, which looked like a dog's tail grass.

"Shopkeeper, I want to ask you something. ”

After hesitating for a while, Wen Mujiu looked at the old shopkeeper at the top of the stairs and said abruptly, the shopkeeper in the image is a little old man who is greedy for money and picks the door, and he still deducts his monthly money at every turn, but there is one good thing, that is, he knows many things that ordinary people don't know for most of his life, and he takes care of himself, after all, if he didn't have his mouthful of food, he would have starved to death on the street.

"Stop!"

"Settle the accounts before you ask. ”

"Yesterday, you made that farce, the dishes, chopsticks and plates in the inn fell a lot, and the tables, chairs and benches were also smashed by those donkey things, just because you are a guy in the inn, those people are justifiably not paying a penny?"

The shopkeeper ran to the counter and quickly made calculations.

"A total of three taels and two pieces of silver. ”

"For the sake of you being my buddy in the store, I will give you a change, count you three taels of silver, and the shopkeeper also knows that you have no money, deduct it from the monthly money, when will it be repaid, when will it be sent, and you will save yourself from going to Hu Lai." ”

"Anyway, I can't starve you with this bag of food. ”

When it was over, the old shopkeeper sighed.

"Okay. ”

"Anyway, I can't buy a sword if I save that little money a month for a year or two. ”

Wen Mujiu grunted.

"Hey, you kid. ”

"That's it, don't bother with you stupid boy. ”

"Just ask!"

"Shopkeeper, compared to that beard, you are more reliable. ”

"You said that if a second-grade sword cultivator went to ask Jian Qishan, would he be able to come back alive?" Wen Mujiu pondered his words, and after speaking, he looked at the old shopkeeper with burning eyes, and Yan Buwu didn't give himself a word last night.

"Second grade?"

"Rausch's second product?"

"The second-grade sword immortal is full, and he wants to run to ask Jianqi Mountain?"

"Don't worry so much about the shopkeeper, you just say if you can!"

"Don't talk about the second-grade sword immortal, it's the third-grade I've seen one in my life, and that person you know is Bao'er's father, as for the second-grade, I've heard my grandfather's generation talk about it. ”

"I heard that there was a sword fairy named Xu Jiu that year, which was the second product, and some people said that it was a half-step and a product, and I remember it for too long, anyway, I heard that the nine swords on the mountain were broken, and the scenery was enough, but my appearance was also quite miserable, the flesh and blood were blurred, and I was poked with a few holes in my body, and most of my life was almost gone. ”

"But it's also interesting, I heard that Xu Jiu returned to Qingguo and became a first-class product, I thought I would go back to Qishan, but I didn't want to die at the border, it's a pity, it's a pity. ”

The old shopkeeper poured a cup of tea and sighed for a long time when he talked about these old things.

"Then you mean that the second product can live?"

A bright light rose in the eyes of the warm wood wine.

"Stop, I didn't say that. ”

"You think everyone is a sword immortal Xu Jiu?"

"Anyway, I estimate that there really must be a second-grade sword cultivator to ask Jian Qishan, and the family will be able to prepare for the aftermath in the next two days. ”

The old shopkeeper stretched out his hand and interrupted.

Wen Mujiu's eyes dimmed again when he heard this.

"Wen Mujiu's incident last night, I also heard it upstairs, the shopkeeper said something that shouldn't be said, you don't have a different heart, this matter is given by God, can you catch it and see yourself." ”

"Just last night, if you meet that second-grade sword immortal, if you see the opportunity, kowtow with a thick face, and call the master twice, people will be happy to teach you a one-and-a-half move, or leave a sword book, you won't be able to finish it in your life. ”

"But you didn't recognize it at the time, and you missed the great opportunity in vain, who can blame you?"

"No wonder you, I can only say that I don't have this blessing in my life. ”

The old shopkeeper's long-winded mouth also felt dry for a long time.

"Wen Mujiu, I haven't said anything about you learning swords, because I know that young people don't hit the south wall and don't look back, not to mention that you are stubborn, but seeing that you have been hitting the south wall for ten years, even if your head is full of paste, you should wake up, and you don't have this road in your life. ”

The shopkeeper was still chattering,

I don't know when Wen Mujiu's expression became more and more gloomy.

"Don't take your words to heart. ”

"The words are a little heavier, but this is the reason. ”

"The sword fairy is too far away from us ordinary people, how can it be true to marry a wife and have children, I also know that you are unwilling, but this is also a matter of no way. ”

The shopkeeper looked at Wen Mujiu's appearance and paused, although it was his own heart, but it fell on the young man's head.

"Shopkeeper, I'll save it!"

Wen Mujiu wiped the corners of his eyes and nodded vigorously.

"Can the shopkeeper lend me some money? ”

The shopkeeper was stunned,

"I want to buy a few catties of paper money and a jar of Chunkui wine. ”

"I owe it to my seniors. ”

Wen Mujiu said very seriously.

"Take it. ”

"You kid!"

A jar of spring kui wine was placed on the counter,

And with it a few dimes of broken silver.

......

At the entrance of the inn,

At the time of unitary,

There was a fire at the door of the inn,

There was no one thrown in, but one after another the yellow paper was straightened up, and then it was swallowed by the tongue of fire, leaving a piece of paper ash, and I don't know how long it took for a few catties of yellow paper to be left with only a pile in his hand.

Looking up at the end of the long street, there was still no one coming,

When I bowed my head, there was only one piece of yellow paper left in my hand,

smiled bitterly,

Pick up the Chunkui wine next to him and spill it on the long street.

Just opened the wine seal,

I saw a familiar figure stepping on the bluestone slab,

Alone

Looking at it from afar,

In addition to the wooden sword at his waist, there is also a wooden box on his back.

Just one step at a time, he arrived in front of him, and by the candlelight, there were countless extremely slight tears in the cloth on the predecessor's body, and the chest was torn by a sword mark, and the flesh and blood in it were clearly visible, but when he looked up, the person still looked light.

"Little friend. ”

"Senior, you're not dead!"

"No, no, no......"

"I mean, senior, you're back?"

"I'll return the sword. ”

"It's just a pity that your wooden sword is broken. ”

"I couldn't take it, so I had to find another one. ”

Open the wooden box on your back,

There are two long swords lying quietly inside,

took out the upper one and handed it to Wen Mujiu, who was still in a daze, feeling the coolness on the sword, even a fool knew that this sword was hard to find.

"Senior, this ......"

"Want to learn swords?"

"I'll teach you!"

Senior Dugu sat on the steps in front of the inn, took the jar of Chunkui wine and poured it into his stomach, and drank it all in one gulp.

Wine into the bowels,

Not lonely in the rest, just very roaring into a sword qi,

As soon as he spit out, the whole long street was filled with the scent of wine and sword aura.