At the moment when the mountain lord was mired in turmoil, under the mountains of the Sword Pavilion, a black-robed young man came.

Steward Lu looked up and lamented.

What is this called?

Uncle Shi went back to the mountain, and you little cubs just watched blankly?

Not afraid of getting beaten?

Lu Su only felt that he was not in the pavilion, and Qin Heng and the others had grown bear heart and leopard gall.

On the top of the mountain, there is a platform as smooth as a mirror, as if it was cut off by a sword.

The disciples stood on the edge of the cliff, in front of them was the pavilion master Huang Fucheng, and in front of him there was another person, an old man with a withered face, supported by a beautiful girl.

"Grandpa, are you really not going down the mountain to pick up people?" Qin Xin glanced at the half-squinted old man and said cautiously.

However, the old man turned a deaf ear, but Huangfu Cheng said indifferently: "The Sword Pavilion has abandoned people, and it is already an extrajudicial grace for Uncle Shi to let him climb the mountain to watch the ceremony, and he still wants to go up the mountain?"

"If you can't walk up, you will suffer it honestly!" After Huang Fucheng finished speaking, he didn't give everyone a chance to distinguish, and left directly, opening the formation in the mountains, and shouted indifferently: "Death to the sky!"

No one doubted Huang Fucheng's determination, because only a hundred zhang in front of Lu Su, there was a group of Sword Lu disciples who were carrying a heavy load.

Behind Han Qianshan, several disciples complained bitterly.

Lu Su's footsteps were very fast, and soon he saw a few small shadows, grinning, and showing a cruel smile.

So a terrifying scene appeared in front of everyone on the top of the mountain, and a black shadow flew extremely fast, directly hitting a young man in white.

In the face of the sudden impact, Han Qianshan was very calm, his hands pushed forward, and after seeing the snow-white face clearly, his soul trembled slightly.

Knocking Han Qianshan into the air, Lu Su glanced at everyone and said with a cruel smile: "That guy from Dongguo didn't come by himself, so he sent a few of you to die?"

Cheng Xi stared at the familiar face in front of him, slightly stunned, "Isn't Uncle Shi expelled from the Sword Pavilion?"

Lu Su was furious, stared at Cheng Xi, and sneered: "Yes, your kid's courage is far better than Han Qianshan, it seems that you are in charge this time?"

"Back to Uncle Shi's words, before going out, Shizun did explain. Cheng Xi was respectful in his words and deeds, and vaguely understood that the uncle in front of him, who was a little too young, didn't seem to need to rely on the identity of the Sword Pavilion to maintain his status.

"That's good. Lu Su shook his hands, "Then you will also be punched by me, otherwise you will not be able to go up this mountain today." ”

Cheng Xi couldn't cry or laugh, and glanced at the top of the mountain on the clouds, the intention of this trip was very great, and the Sword Pavilion must have been prepared.

If the guess is correct, there must be someone on the top of the mountain watching, and since that person did not come forward, he is on Lu Su's side by default.

"I just ask Uncle Shi to be lighter. Cheng Xi had a bitter face, put on his magic robe and armor, and then looked at Lu Su, looking at death with a face full of death.

"Don't worry, you can't die. Lu Su glanced at him and threw a punch.

The next moment, inside a boulder in the mountain, embedded was a young man with bruised eyes.

After doing all this, Lu Su continued to climb the mountain slowly, and let go of the rest of the people in the Sword Mansion.

Han Qianshan quietly approached, and said with a wry smile on his face: "Senior Brother Cheng, I have you to thank you." ”

Cheng Xi, who couldn't move in the boulder, gave him a blank look and didn't want to speak.

Han Qianshan wiped his sweat, he was really a little weak, and looked up at the clouds.

"I just hope Xin'er didn't see it. With a sigh, the group continued to climb the mountain.

However, things often don't go according to people's wishes, Qin Xin'er not only saw it, but even listened to his conversation very truly.

Everything is thanks to the old man beside him, who seems to be an old guy with a candle in the wind, but he is the only person in the pavilion who is not a sword cultivator, and his cultivation is complicated.

This also caused the old man who was originally close to Huang Fucheng's age to be dying of old age, and he was in the west of the mountain.

"Grandpa ......" After being silent for a long time, Qin Xin'er still couldn't help but defend Han Qianshan.

The old man turned his head to look at her and teased: "I have long heard the saying in the mortal world, but I didn't expect it to be confirmed in Xin'er. ”

"You're not married yet, are you?

In the end, the old man raised his eyes and said slightly angrily.

Qin Xin'er couldn't hear the meaning of this elder's words, she immediately blushed, shouted to her grandfather, and buried her head, not daring to look at everyone's faces.

Especially didn't dare to look at Qin Heng.

This quasi-elder brother has the heart to kill at this moment, if it weren't for the elders in front of him, he would have to jump down the mountain and let Han Qianshan try whether his Qin Heng's sword was sharp enough.

In fact, a half-step Jindan sword cultivator is very unkind to do this kind of thing.

Han Qianshan is only building a foundation and cultivating now, not even as good as Cheng Xi who was stuffed into the stone, but he can't withstand Qin Heng's swords.

Qin Xin'er naturally understood this, and immediately raised her head after coming back to her senses and smiled sweetly at her brother.

"Humph!"

Qin Heng still had a black face, but under his sister's coquettish attack, he still put down the hand holding the sword.

Han Qianshan at the foot of the mountain didn't know it, and he diligently climbed the stairs, most of them were foundation building monks, and it was not difficult to climb the mountain.

Seeing that the group had crossed the stone road, Lu Sucai, who had been waiting outside the Sword Forest for a long time, stood up and sneered: "The people of Sifang City are becoming more and more careless, and this little road has to be walked for so long. ”

Everyone rolled their eyes for a while, the reason why they walked slowly was not delayed by you, Steward Lu.

As he spoke, Lu Su had already entered the Sword Forest, even if he had given up cultivating the Sword Dao, his eyesight was still there, and he tossed and turned in the forest, and left the Sword Forest in a few breaths.

Lu Su raised his eyebrows at Han Qianshan, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, if you can't go out within a hundred breaths, even if you go up the mountain, this trip may not be able to achieve your wish." ”

This sword forest is a formation, one of the means for the Sword Pavilion to test the disciples, and only those with outstanding kendo talents can break through.

Han Qianshan saluted solemnly, "Thank you Uncle for your teachings." ”

Then he turned around and said, "It's just an experience, you don't have to be happy." ”

Saying this, Han Qianshan understood in his heart that among the disciples behind him, except for a few or two, almost no one was able to break through the Sword Forest.

After all, the Sword Pavilion is different from the Sword Pavilion, the disciples are all recruited from the Sifang City, and even as long as they are residents of the city, they can enter the Sword Mansion Snow Sword.

After comforting people's hearts, Han Qianshan took the lead in entering the Sword Forest, while Lu Su on the opposite side smiled indifferently and went to the next test place.

Looking at Han Qianshan, who walked out of the sword forest and was like a bloody man, Qin Xin'er was worried.

"Is this distressing?" the old man was full of smiles, he was very happy to see such a pair of little mandarin ducks at the end of his life, otherwise he would not have tried his best to promote this.

Qin Xin'er lowered her head, after Lu Su went down the mountain, she stayed by the old man's side almost day and night, and naturally knew his physical condition.

Seeing Qin Xin'er's gloomy expression, the old man suddenly smiled, rubbing the little girl's brain, "Which watermelon is this, why is it black?"

There was a burst of laughter on the top of the mountain, this matter was an unspeakable secret for Qin Xin'er, and it was the scene of the first encounter between the old and the young.

At that time, it was Lu Su who was with the old man, and Qin Xin'er was just a little girl who had just started.

One day, Qin Heng led his sister to eat a watermelon at the bottom of the mountain, and boasted that he had seen a watermelon with dark flesh, which was sweet and crisp in the mouth, far better than any food.

Since then, the little girl has been thinking about it, and one day she happened to meet an old man who was left behind by Lu Su, lying in the ridges.

As a result, Qin Xin'er took a bite of her head as a rare black watermelon.

To this day, the old man still has a tooth mark on his head.

Not daring to anger everyone, Qin Xin'er had no choice but to stare at the bottom of the mountain, and said slightly angrily: "Uncle Xiao is really right, climbing the mountain is mountaineering, what are you doing with so many tricks?"

In an instant, the entire mountain top was silent, leaving only the girl's whispered complaints.

Qin Heng had the heart to warn, but he was imprisoned by the spell, so he could only watch Lu Su approach step by step.

Grand Steward Lu lowered his head, stared at Qin Xin'er, who was still chattering, and said with a smile: "I don't know if I don't come back, it turns out that Xiao Xin'er has such a big grudge against Uncle Shi." ”

Qin Xin'er's voice stopped abruptly, beads of sweat appeared on her delicate face, she slowly turned her head and looked at Lu Su, who had already come to the top of the mountain, "Teacher... Uncle, why are you so fast?"

"Quick?" Lu Su glared, almost instinctively disgusted by the word.

After scaring Qin Xin'er a few words, Lu Su untied Qin Heng's restraints, looked at the old man, and bent down and said, "Uncle Shi, I'm late." ”

"Hmph! You know to come back. The old man just glanced at him, and then the bamboo cane hit the ground and said coldly, "Stand!"

Looking at the little uncle who was like a mouse seeing a cat, Qin Heng couldn't help but laugh, but he was imprisoned by Lu Su's spell again, this time it was completely banned, and his senses were cut off.

After doing all this, Lu Su tried to stand up straight and not squint.

Only then did the old man look away and look down the mountain, as for the pitiful gaze of the Qin girl, it was all invisible.

Han Qianshan has already broken through to the last level, under the sword wall, as long as he passes this level, he will be able to climb the mountain Sword Pavilion and challenge a Sword Pavilion disciple in the name of the Sword House of Sifang City.

This is a good opportunity to make a name for yourself, there are so many sword cultivators in the world, but those who can really enter the hall are fifty percent of the sword pavilion and thirty percent of the sword house.

Even if the disciples of the Sword Pavilion were already famous, the Sword Pavilion Trial was an indispensable battle, as the two sides would fight in an extremely fair environment.

In other words, Han Qianshan, who was in the foundation building period, as long as he relied on himself to enter the Sword Pavilion, he would have the opportunity to fight with Huangfu Cheng, who had suppressed the realm to the foundation building period.

Of course, Huang Fucheng has not fought for many years, and few people are so stupid as to really challenge Huang Fucheng, but among the senior sword cultivators, there are still a few who are willing to teach the younger generation.

Everyone can only ask the sword once in their life, this is the rule of the Sword Pavilion, and the second time will be regarded as a real enemy, and they will never die.

Han Qianshan walked out of the Sifang City and climbed the mountain, so he had the idea of asking the sword.

Everyone on the top of the mountain was thinking, who would he ask for this sword, whether it was a senior sword fairy or a delicate beauty.

The women in the Sword Pavilion are easy not to marry, unless it is an existence that can overpower the way of the sword, otherwise it has to be a plus.

However, Qin Heng clearly knew that the Dongguo Sword Saint in the Sifang City was to ask Han Qianshan to ask the sword and ask a sword pavilion elder sword who was in line with the sword.