Taoyao Prefecture.

A place where the fairy aura lingers, with two peaks in front and behind, sandwiching the sleepless mountain in the center.

One peak is called Sanxiu, and one peak is called Wuwen. Under the three mountains, there is another blasphemy, which is called blasphemy.

On both sides, a hundred flowers compete for beauty, fragrant bursts, refreshing people's hearts.

The mist flows jade, and the fragrance of flowers is long.

Above the top, there is a waterfall, called "inverted waterfall", the clouds and smoke are dense, and the purple air is rising. In the midst of the turmoil, the blue waves are rippling and the waves are rippling.

There were Confucian sages who visited this place, and on the mountain wall behind the waterfall with Confucian printing techniques, they "wrote" a sentence "The spiritual mountain is beautiful, and the empty water is full of water".

The scenery of the lake and the mountains complement each other, rendering a fairyland on earth to the fullest. Heaven and earth are extremely rich in spiritual power, and there are many kinds of rare and exotic beasts, if you can cultivate here, you will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

A middle-aged sword in a python robe is vague, and the python robe on his body is black and red, embroidered with nine pythons and four claws in brocade. The moire pattern is embellished with two things, "mountain, cloud", but it lacks a "day". However, the missing "day" is far more important than a mountain and a cloud.

But even so, this python-robed man, because of the particularity of his identity, can still walk sideways in a world.

He is also the only one among the four mausoleum guards in the world who can leave the overwhelming thing.

A woman held a pipa in her arms and half covered her face, and on the pipa, the four strings were broken, all of which were shattered by the black dragon summoned by the finishing touch of the scholar surnamed Liang in the battle of the Huxin Pavilion in the Great Xuan Capital City.

It's just that the scholar is not much better, and after that war, it will take a year or two to recover to his peak state.

And in the battle that day, he crossed the border to cast spells, with the peak Confucian cultivation of the Eight Realms, and the Confucian supernatural powers that can only be used by the Nine Realms and a half into the Holy Realm to "put the finishing touch".

It is against the sky, and in the process of breaking through the realm in the future, it will inevitably suffer many twists and turns, and it will be more difficult than ordinary qi refiners to break through the realm.

took his avenue root in exchange for the broken white jade pipa in her hand.

It has been eight months since the Battle of Huxin Pavilion in the spring of March this year. Her injuries have not yet fully recovered.

The scholar pierced her left chest with a fairy sword, and to this day, there is still residual sword qi in her body that has hit her cave hole, if it weren't for his secret technique to heal her. I'm afraid Cheng Wanwan won't survive today.

That immortal sword is too fast, the sword qi is too strong, even if it is not at its peak, it is still incomparable. If she hadn't used a golden talisman to instantly change her heart to her right chest, she would definitely die on the spot that day.

The man in the python robe looked at her gently, stretched out a hand and gently stroked her hair, pinched the woman's hair, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "Wanwan, you are so fragrant." ”

Cheng Wanwan didn't care about the seemingly frivolous words and actions of the python-robed man, and said with a smile: "Zhong Yu, everyone in the world says that I am a demon girl, what do you like a demon girl for?"

Zhong Jianxian, who was wearing a python robe, smiled lightly, leaned into the ear of the charming woman, and asked with a smile: "Do you need a reason to like someone?"

She felt a little funny, put the tattered pipa into her sleeve, turned her head, looked into Zhong Yu's eyes, and asked, "Don't you need it?"

The two were so close that they were almost about to kiss, Zhong Yu looked directly at Cheng Wanwan's charming eyes, and repeated: "Do you need it?" ”

This time, it's just a statement, not a question.

He already had the answer in his mind.

No, you don't.

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On the Kunpeng ferry.

The distance to the sleepless mountain in Taoyao Prefecture has passed half of the journey.

After that casual hot pot, Li Zijin no longer dared to go to the Treasure House and the long street lined with restaurants.

That boss lady. It's really scary.

Because in addition to the fact that Kite kindly reminded Li Zijin, in fact, even the old steward of the ferry, Gongsun Bo, looked at the young man in the back, which was a little playful.

When he passed by the door of Li Zijin's house once, he deliberately slowed down, and intentionally or unintentionally said something from the outside, such as "thirty like a wolf, forty like a tiger", what an old cow, what tender grass and so on.

Hearing Li Zijin and Kite, they were both embarrassed, and felt that it was strange why the old steward said something like a tiger and a wolf.

Recently, the young man did not let the girl take him around, but completely calmed down, practicing his sword every day, all on the Tingfeng Pavilion, where the scenery is very good, and the neighborhood is sparsely populated, and Li Zijin asked the old steward of the transition boat curiously, why he is the only one who enters and exits the Wind Pavilion, and the other ferry tourists do not come here? Gongsun Bo just smiled and said, maybe others have not found such a treasure of feng shui.

Li Zijin didn't care at the time, but just continued to practice swords.

The time in the second realm card is too long.

Three months.

made Li Zijin begin to wonder if he was a fake breakthrough at the beginning, could it be that he only broke through the second realm some time ago, and the first time was just a fake breakthrough, right?

Immediately, he immediately closed his eyes, immersed himself in his mind, and felt the fluctuations of spiritual power in the sea of consciousness, mobilized the spiritual power, and passed through the major caves in his body.

"Whew, a false alarm. ”

Li Zijin wiped his sweat, he is indeed a real Qi Condensation Realm sword cultivator now, a veritable Second Realm Great Cultivator.

It's the step of condensation, which is too slow.

Today, wearing the same emerald cigarette pleated skirt as he first met, Kite brought two food boxes from the outside, put them lightly on the table, and Li Zijin and Li Zijin had a bowl of white corn rice on the mountain, with a few home-cooked dishes, and began to eat.

"Childe is still going to listen to the wind pavilion to practice swords today?" the girl suddenly stopped her movements and asked.

Li Zijin didn't understand what she meant, and just thought that the girl wanted to chat, so he smiled and said, "What's the matter, Miss Kite wants to accompany me to practice swords today?"

The girl in the emerald smoke pleated skirt waved her hand again and again, listening to the wind pavilion, she had already inherited the favor of her grandson Bo, and she had been there once, and she didn't dare to hope for it again.

But this Li Gongzi, although he looks well-dressed and elegant, he doesn't look like a child of a family or a descendant of a famous and authentic ancestor on the mountain, since his identity is not noble, then why was he able to enter the Tingfeng Pavilion, and even asked the steward to prevent those tourists from influencing Li Gongzi's sword practice, and even stopped several distinguished guests.

In the past half a month, the Tingfeng Pavilion on the Kunpeng ferry has almost been specially vacated for Li Zijin alone.

This matter is too unbelievable, but Kite is not stupid enough to dig into the problem of Li Zijin's identity.

As a woman, especially a lowly ferrymaid, she really doesn't need to ask too many irrelevant questions, just do her part and serve Li Gongzi well.

Kite waved her hand and said, "Kite still has something to do in a while, so I won't accompany my son to practice swords, and I hope my son will forgive me." ”

Li Zijin nodded and smiled: "What are you doing here, you've been getting along for more than half a month, don't you know what kind of temper I have? ”

After lunch, Li Zijin came to the Tingfeng Pavilion as usual.

He removed the scabbard behind him and pulled out the turquoise ancient sword.

Cuiqu sword out of the sheath, when the sword body slashed through the scabbard, it made a sonorous sound, but it was not the harsh cross talk of the ordinary scabbard, but a crisp and pleasant movement.

Such as a zither and a piano, flying springs and jade.

Before practicing the sword, the young man suddenly had a whim, took off the wine gourd on his waist, and drank a sip of the fine wine he had bought in the casual building before, which was a kind of immortal wine called "not drunk".

It's not drunk, but it's violent.

It will even make Li Zijin have a pleasant and abnormal feeling, and he will be beautiful and immortal.

On the way to escape with Su Hu, I heard Su Hu say that the ancestor who named the "not drunk" wine in this wine gourd was a martial artist on the top of the mountain, quenching his body and refining his body, copper tendons and iron bones, punching can shatter the mountains, and stretching his legs can shake the rivers and seas.

A body of boxing is extremely abundant, and it can be used in all directions.

What's even more amazing is that after the senior drank not drunk, he created a set of boxing techniques, which looked like stumbling, swaying, beating, massage, falling, rolling, jumping, jumping, extremely difficult, there are many martial artists in the world, but few people can learn it.

Even some martial artists who claim to be martial arts geniuses have quietly learned that set of boxing methods, but they are not anti-dogs, and they have not mastered the essence at all.

The mountaintop martial artist, when he punches as he wants, without any rules, seems to be shaky, but he can repeatedly surprise and win, making the opponent unguardable.

At that time, Su Hu demonstrated it to Li Zijin on the spot, although she said that she hadn't even learned the martial artist on the top of the mountain, and even that set of boxing techniques was practiced by women, which actually lost a lot of flavor.

It's a little bit less "meaningful". Despite this, it also made Li Zijin unforgettable, thinking that the mountaintop martial artist who could create his own set of boxing techniques was really a rare martial arts wizard, how did he think of it?

After getting drunk, boxing is "scattered".

I heard that kind of boxing is called drunken boxing.

Li Zijin held the Cuiqu sword in one hand and the wine gourd in the other, and carefully took a sip not to get drunk, this wine is very strong, even if it is just a sip, it will make people's faces flushed, and the wine is strong.

Sure enough, just such a small bite has made the teenager crumbling.

The corners of Li Zijin's mouth twitched, feeling okay, and said with a smile: "Drunken boxing is called drunken boxing, then I am drunk and out of the sword, isn't it called a drunken sword?" After speaking, he raised his hand and handed a sword forward, looking like a stumbling and about to fall, but at the last moment, he stood firmly, and the hand holding the sword was as steady as Mount Tai, and he did not move at all after standing still.

The young man kept in mind Xie Yufeng's teachings, when the sword is out, he must have a sword bone with his body, and his core purpose is that no matter how changeable the moves, the point that will not deviate from his sect is to lead the sword with a person, not to lead a person with a sword.

Li Zijin did an excellent job at this point, the sword has a sword bone, and the thirteen most basic sword styles are arranged and combined, dozens of sword styles, and they are orderly and coherent, which is for swordsmanship.

However, whether it is Li Zijin's set of landscape empathy, or a set of "confused" swordsmanship after drinking without getting drunk today, it is all disorderly swordsmanship.

There is no order, and there is no standard order, and the sword is as you like, and there are thousands of forms.

But the weather is good, the sword is easy to wield, and the weight is light.

After listening to the wind pavilion after a round of sword moves, Li Zijin didn't feel anything, but just felt happy.

At this time, there was a sword cultivator who also carried a sword behind him, quietly appeared in the Listening Wind Pavilion, and behind the young man, the person watched the young man practice the sword in its entirety, or rather, it was more appropriate for the young man to dance the sword.

At this moment, he clasped his hands around his chest, his eyes were blazing, and he nodded and praised: "The form is scattered, the person is not drunk with a sword, what a drunken sword." ”