Yan Jian Dao has been sealing the mountain gate for thousands of years, and it is also a way to unseal it here, with the help of special means to imprison the spirit and spirit of all the disciples in the sect in the stone figurines, just to wait for today's arrival.

As the sword intent condensed in the sky, the stone figurines shattered inch by inch from the top of their heads, revealing their original appearances, familiar and unfamiliar faces, finally meeting again after a thousand years, the preacher looked at the disciples, his eyes moistened, and in the depths of his memory he gradually recalled what had happened back then.

Time is too long, there are many memories have been blurred, he can't tell whether it is in a dream, or something that happened not long ago, only remembers the moment when the head of the sect turned into a streamer and closed the mountain gate, that indifferent smile, with a hint of relief.

Now that he is about to step into the footsteps of the head of the family, he feels sincerely proud, without the protection of the stone coat, this rootless Ping-like spirit will quickly dissipate in the heaven and earth, and it will not last long.

The short-lived moment of glory quickly magnified in Liu Xiaoyi's eyes, and the sword intent that was enough to destroy the city and turn the mountains and seas overturned smashed the big lock above his head, and everyone heard the sound of shattering in their hearts, and then the disciples who turned into human appearances also quickly aged and dried into dead corpses everywhere.

Only the preacher cultivated to the deepest, and still had a breath to hang, he stretched out his hand to Liu Xiaoyi and pointed to the ninety-nine stone steps behind him: "The treasure prepared by Yan Jian Dao for the grandmaster is over there, I hope you can continue to protect my human race." ”

With the same indifferent smile, the preacher sat quietly on the futon like the last head of Yan Kendo, his bones were as crystal clear as jade, his waist was straight, and his eyes felt a tingling pain, even these swordsmen could not look directly.

This is the swordsman, when he was alive, he held a sword and slashed into the injustices of the world, and died to block the ghost and soul of the ghost, Liu Xiaoyi bowed to the preacher, and then walked up.

Xiahou Ming stood in place, unmoved and looked at the huge open space, and said thoughtfully: "Everyone, next is Liu Xiaoyou's chance, I'll wait around and take a look, just wait!"

His intention in saying this is obvious, he is to help Liu Xiaoyi save trouble, after a few unwarranted disasters, the rest of the people are somewhat red-eyed, in case there is another treasure in the door, they will definitely fight.

Qingfeng Swordsman, as a decent person in the Great Wilderness, did not have these factions in his heart, he saw that Liu Xiaoyi's changes in the tomb were very different from the outside, plus the disciples of the so-called Yan Sword Dao, they kept claiming that they were grandmasters, and even broke the seal of the mountain gate at any cost, just to show these ninety-nine steps for Liu Xiaoyi to climb up.

has a deep meaning, this matter must not be followed up, otherwise it will ruin the rules of others, and you will not be able to make an inch of cultivation for the rest of your life.

Ye Gudeng didn't answer, and took his apprentice to turn around and leave in the other direction, there are all directions here, they are only on the right path, and no one can say what opportunities will be in other places.

The Fusong swordsman has always been silent, and the apprentices he taught have the same temperament as him, and he was speechless along the way, just watching the master's actions, he knew what to do next.

This made Zhu Changqing a little dissatisfied, and muttered angrily: "The old wood still looks dead, this apprentice doesn't even let out a fart before leaving, and there are no two old people in his eyes!"

Shangguan Baozi always felt that the thin swordsman was interesting, so he stepped forward and answered: "If the senior wants to chat, I can chat with you! The eldest brother took me to drive a carriage from Zhongzhou here, and I have seen a lot of interesting things!"

Zhu Changqing's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he asked, "Little girl, are you from Zhongzhou?"

Without waiting for Shangguan Baozi to answer, Cai Wu touched the back of his head and came to the side stupidly to answer for her: "Accompanied the eldest brother to wander in all directions, I heard that there were spirit soldiers over there, so I rushed over to join in the fun." ”

As she spoke, she touched Shangguan Baozi with the tip of the big sword on the door panel behind her, and only then did she react, and her face turned red and red.

The knights of the Great Wilderness are incompatible with Kyushu, and the knights of Kyushu who walk on the side of the street openly without concealing their identities here will cause a lot of trouble.

Zhu Changqing knew her identity as the spirit master of the Bingzuka, so he didn't think much about it, and these people in the Bingzuka loved to cause trouble everywhere.

Waiting in this place full of dead corpses, it made people a little hairy, Xiahou Ming saw a pavilion not far away, so he said: "Go to the pavilion, the yin qi here is too heavy." ”

These few people don't leave, they all want to wait to see what will happen to Yan Kendo next, they can't come and don't catch anything, and run errands in vain.

Ninety-nine stone steps carry the accumulation of thousands of years of Yan Sword Dao, each stone step depicts a different sword move, when Liu Xiaoyi walked to the tenth layer, he already needed true qi protection to move forward.

At the end of the stone steps there was a courtyard, the appearance and decoration were no different from ordinary people's homes, and there was a young man lying on the bed in the bedroom, and suddenly his nose arched, and he yawned thickly, and sat up from the bed.

"Hey, I slept comfortably this night, Master, Master, I'm awake, is the meal ready!" the young man shouted for a long time, there was no sound outside, and no one responded to him.

He was a little depressed, it stands to reason that after sleeping for so long, Master should have prepared the meal early and waited for him to come out.

Turned over and got out of bed, stretched hard, and was about to push open the window to breathe, but saw a note on the windowsill: Guardian of the Human Race for my Kendo.

The young man was like a lightning strike, the note slipped from his hand, and the scene in front of him quickly reappeared, he recalled that before he fell into a deep sleep, he was surrounded by hopeful brothers and sisters, those chaotic words, made him swallow his saliva, the heavy depression made him breathe, squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, and roared in pain.

He is the closed disciple of the head of the sect, and he is a rare peerless genius with a sword bone in his body, and he enjoys great treatment in Yan Jian Dao.

But it backfired, he was just twenty years old, and before he could grow up, he suffered a catastrophe, and had to close the mountain gate, and with the help of the power of this seal, he was also completely imprisoned in this courtyard.

When he calmed down, he looked up at the incense burner on the bedside table, and the incense burning in it had been burned out and submerged in the ashes.

"The thousand-year-old incense has been burned, it won't really be a thousand years old, right? Master, senior brothers, don't blame me, if I am stuffed in this room any longer, I will starve to death. ”

The young man tiptoed the door gently, and the wooden door was pushed open with a creak, and he didn't notice that the copper lock that fell from the door was exactly the same as the lock that the stone figurines had smashed with their sword intent.

The innate sword bone means that he was born to be a grandmaster, but he has not yet mastered this magical power, and Yan Kendao is willing to use the fate of the entire sect to make a bet with him, which shows the strength of a grandmaster.

"Heavenly Spirits, Earth Spirits, and Patriarchs are about to manifest their spirits, do you have anything to eat! I'm so hungry!"

After searching the entire courtyard, he couldn't even find anything that could be entered, so he had to hang the sword left by his master around his waist and walk out with a small burden on his back.

"It's dark outside, Master, they didn't leave me any money, and before I could get out of the mountain gate, I starved to death halfway up, huh, is there someone over there?"

The young man rubbed his belly, and heard the sound of intermittent footsteps on the stone steps not far away, so he leaned over to take a look, and saw that a young man was climbing with a sword, and he had reached the halfway point of the stone steps.

But it seems that he has reached the limit, and his right leg has tried to fall several times, but he has been resisted by the sword qi emitted by the stone steps, and he can't move forward.

This road is in Yanjian Road, it is used for measurement and cultivation, when the mountain gate was not closed, there is another road to pass through, but now only this stone step remains.

"Stay there and don't move, I'll pull you!"

When Liu Xiaoyi was in a dilemma, he suddenly heard a voice, and he was so frightened that he almost fell off the stone steps, at this time all his strength was fighting against the stone steps, and there was no extra energy to deal with others.

A hand reached over and pulled Liu Xiaoyi up easily, The terrible resistance disappeared in an instant, Liu Xiaoyi looked at the young man in white in front of him with some surprise and a righteous face, and asked with some puzzlement: "Senior, how did you go up?"

Those who can come from above must be more advanced than themselves, and it is naturally understandable to call their seniors, but when the young man heard these two words, his eyes suddenly narrowed into a slit: "What did you just call me?

"Senpai?"

"Ah! That's it, I'm the closed disciple of the 365th head of Yan Jian Dao, Lu Haoran, I'm glad to be lucky, dare to ask Brother Tai if he has anything to eat? I'm so hungry. ”

Then Liu Xiaoyi blackened his face and asked the closed disciple in front of him to rummage through his pockets, and he carried some dry food and meat strips, which were accurately found by the other party and stuffed into his mouth.

"Woo, it's really delicious, you will be my best brother in the future, I will cover you, you can walk up and down the rivers and lakes casually! There is still water, you can have some wine!" Lu Haoran didn't notice that someone's anger was slowly rising, and he was still gobbling it up.

After watching this thing eat six cakes and a pound of dried meat, Liu Xiaoyi opened his mouth and said: "How can Yanjian Dao have such a rice bucket as you, you have been hungry for a thousand years, I can't afford to support you." ”

Lu Haoran wiped his mouth and burped to reassure Liu Xiaoyi: "How do you know that I am from Yan Kendo?

When the blockade of the mountain gate was not lifted, there was not even a way to here, and Liu Xiaoyi was not a fool, how could he not know the origin of the other party.

Ke Yan Kendo went to great lengths, just to save his life? Looking at his appearance, he really wanted to do that, don't open your mouth.

Lu Haoran seemed to know what Liu Xiaoyi was thinking, and in order to prove his ability, he proudly pulled out the sword from his waist and showed off: "Do you know what kind of sword this is?

"Isn't that rare? I have one of them. Liu Xiaoyi saw the immortal sword, which was roughly the same as the sword aura forged by the swordsmith Lu Ming, but the aura of the Luhuang sword was more majestic.

"Don't lie to people, the Grandmaster Sword is not a cabbage, how can it be everywhere...... Yes!

The Green Huang Sword flew out of its scabbard and floated in front of him!