It is said that Gongsun Jiansheng went south to challenge, and he didn't know how many long-famous predecessors in the rivers and lakes were overturned along the way, and the entire rivers and lakes were in an uproar. In the past, the Sword Saint was trapped in the White Emperor City, and he was also respectful to the swordsmen who came to challenge. So much so that the people in the rivers and lakes have forgotten his strength and fear.

The sword saint reappeared in the rivers and lakes, and these old-timers became the whetstone for him to sharpen his edge, and the sword blade pointed to seemed to be invincible.

But what is quite interesting is that now on the road of Gongsun Sword Saint, there is a person who has a deep relationship with Gongsun. In a sense, he can even be said to be the same junior disciple of the Sword Saint, and this person is the new generation of Sword Crown of the Hidden Sword Valley, Lin Qiu.

On Longhu Mountain, Gongsun Jiansheng was still wearing a Confucian shirt and slowly walked up the steps.

"I don't know who the Sword Saint is here for, the Sword Crown of the Hidden Sword Valley is still the Dao Master on Dragon and Tiger Mountain. ”

"If it's a duel between the old and new sword crowns, then it's interesting. ”

For this kind of remarks, Confucian turned a deaf ear, and no one dared to follow behind him along the way, but it was inevitable that someone would go to the front road to squat. You don't like others to follow you, out of respect, to meet your requests, but the freedom to go is not something you can interfere with.

Alas, it's a bad move. Patting his head, Confucius continued to walk up the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, I saw someone settled here, and in front of the thatched hut, a small vegetable garden was opened, and the vegetable garden and the grass hut were fenced up around it to prevent vegetable thieves on the mountain.

Jumping over the fence, I saw that there were only a few green cabbage trees left in the vegetable garden, that is, cabbage. Tear off a vegetable leaf, put it in your mouth and chew it, well, it seems that the owner is not a good hand at serving vegetables, that is, it is better to be fresh and tender.

It was too late, but it was too late, and a woman in a rough cloth skirt rushed out with a shovel in the grass hut. This woman has a beautiful face, and although her clothes are shabby, it is difficult to hide the wealth on her body.

"You old talent, how can you be so shameless, the master is obviously at home, and you dare to enter it without permission!"

Although she was naturally in awe of the reader, this woman did not flinch, just these few pine vegetables, which Zixia had cultivated with great effort.

This scene also happened to fall into the eyes of Lin Qiu, who had just come down from the mountain, good guy, just pointing at the sword saint's nose and scolding this, this spatula woman was enough to become famous.

Confucian wanted to apologize, but when he saw that the White Emperor was humming, he knew that the Lord had returned.

Walking slowly step by step, Lin Qiu first instructed the woman to go into the grass house to take shelter for a while, and then asked the Sword Saint to talk outside the courtyard.

"Gongsun seniors, don't blame me for being rude, it's just that the hospital is doing it, and it's easy to ruin my hard work for many days. ”

Confucius nodded in agreement.

Looking at these two people again, the middle-aged Confucian has been a master of swordsmanship for many years, but he is not very majestic and domineering, his eyes are soft, and his temperament is elegant.

The young man's head was grand, and there was a faint flash of sharpness in his eyes, even for his predecessors who had been famous for many years, he did not see timidity.

The sword intent burst out, there was no wind between heaven and earth but the wind sounded, and there was no water but the sound of the waves was heard.

And the Confucian student, under such a momentum, is like a grass in a storm, helpless and helpless.

It's really a good thing, and then look at the contest between these two. The blue sword intent brilliance in the sky slapped towards Confucius, but Confucius, like a bluestone that has been tested by a big wave, when the waves hit, they hit the stone and smashed it to pieces.

Lin Qiu bowed, and then pulled out the three-foot Qingfeng on his waist, and on the blade of the sword, rust was faintly visible.

"I have a sword, ask all the swordsmen in Jiangxi, no one can break it, today I dare to ask Gongsun Sword Saint to take a look. ”

"Please. "Confucianism today, as always, cherishes words like gold.

The sword intent in the sky converged on the sword in Lin Qiu's hand, and when it was not triggered, there was a fresh breeze.

In the eyes of others, Lin Qiu was just stabbing forward unpretentiously, but in the perspective of the Sword Master, it was clear that three swords were slashing from different directions at the same time.

The trick into the sword, the sword moves are simple but quite good, the three swords are just one sword, as long as the right time is right, block this sword.

To put it simply, the weirdness of this sword move is that it can't find the opportunity. Lin Qiu was able to defeat the Jiangxi swordsman with this sword, which shows his attainments.

Confucius didn't dodge or dodge, he took out his sword like lightning and stopped Lin Qiu's long sword.

Outsiders were puzzled, but Lin Qiu clearly saw that the emerald green sword shadows were moving, and the White Emperor Tai'a actually met three times in this short moment.

The old rivers and lakes are still the old rivers and lakes, and the Qinggou children are still the Qinggou children.

"Yes, the future is promising. Confucian finally squeezed out a few more words.

is a good junior, Confucian put the sword into the sheath. Raising his eyes to look at Lin Qiu, he saw that he pinched his sword finger, and Tai'a flew around before retracting the sheath.

Everyone around them thought that Lin Qiu was not very old and liked to show off, but only Confucian captured that shocking glimpse.

When Tai'a Jianfeng pointed forward, what he saw in his eyes was not a young man with a blue edge, but a blue-armored god who was about to throw a spear.

Borrowing the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, he expressed his heroic righteousness, Confucian supernatural powers, interesting, and it was really worth the trip.

Without dragging the mud and water at all, the Sword Saint turned around and was about to leave, such a comparison, on the contrary, Lin Qiu was a little anxious.

"Seniors are leaving here?"

Confucius didn't reply, so he continued down the road with a humming sound.

"Then can you praise the future students for two sentences, and also teach the future students to make a name for themselves in this river and lake?"

"Gua Wazi, Lao Tzu doesn't know how to speak official language!" Leaving this sentence, the Confucian scholar left without looking back.

The pronunciation of Sichuan Shu Township is very good, you don't need official words, Lin Qiu looked up again, how could there be a Confucian figure.

Seeing that the Sword Master had left, all the people around him had dispersed, and there was no excitement to see, so naturally there was no need to stay.

However, what I saw today is enough to boast for a while, the duel between the new and old sword crowns in the Hidden Sword Valley is a great topic of conversation wherever it is obtained.

After drinking and eating, the bridge of the house, now there are only three or two old friends.

When he walked to the door of the thatched hut, before he could knock on the door, he saw the woman open the door and pulled Lin Qiu into the house.

In the small house, it is full of organs, wooden beds, rocking chairs, pots and pans, full of life.

"Did the shameless old Xiucai hurt you?" the woman looked worried, and her eyes swept over Lin Qiu's body uneasily.

"No, it's just that I've suffered a little bit of, and Lao Xiucai is quite capable of fighting. However, fortunately, the woman pointed her nose and scolded him, which can be regarded as a sulk for me. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, don't be depressed. We can't beat it, go back to find my brother-in-law, brother-in-law can't beat it, go back to find a teacher, we can always teach this old show a lesson. ”

Well, thanks to you, you don't know how good this old show is.

There were many swordsmen in Shuzhong, and when he was still in the Hidden Sword Valley, he couldn't hold his head down the swordsmen in Shuzhong, and the best of them became his swordsmen.

Later, he achieved the name of the Sword Saint, and the swordsmen in the world were overwhelmed by him. However, if the teacher really wants to fight with him, the outcome is still unknown.

"By the way, I earned a few more copper plates today, all here, for you. As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Qiu took out more than 20 copper plates from his sleeve and handed them to the woman.

"It's not a coaxing female pilgrim, is it?"

"How can I be? I don't count three,"

"Not a woman, not a marriage, not an heir. Hmph, you know each other. ”

Sure enough, my sister-in-law's sister is in general with her, and her own junior brother is also suffering from her senior brother.