Nian Beihai and Yihan Xiu bent over the place where the island owner lived, and then motioned for him to go alone.

Yihan Xiu instructed: "The owner of a furnace island, the name is a furnace repair." This is the tradition left behind after each generation of solo cultivators run for the island owner, he is the third generation of the island owner, his humanity is gentle, he will not find you bad, you don't have to be afraid. My solo cultivator has not yet reached such a point to threaten a junior of the Peaks. Hehe, remember to tell him your name and your road number first. ”

Li Shuishan nodded and understood, after saying goodbye, he exhaled a breath of cold air and flew into the clouds, when he walked across the iron cable flying bridge just now, the breeze would disturb the chains, making a piercing friction sound, and there was a unique Xuanguang support under the stone slab laid above, and there was an urge to jump down to look down, but fortunately he withdrew his gaze in time.

After he walked into the misty fog, there was a yellow path, the steep hollow stone drilled lazy tongue worms, the plant orchid pavilion, a few meters of dense fog beads clicked to the ground, the footsteps from this to the deep place, echoing like a roar, small stone steps, strolling up the green clouds, suddenly rolled up the wind, revealing a broken dragon hall, the wall of this house was engraved with a dragon, there was a phoenix nodding to the bottom and standing on the branch, as if to turn into a skyrocketing flame.

The bird's voice is clear, the water droplets wet the long hair, Li Shuishan walked lightly, standing next to the dilapidated clay pot, which was filled with clear water, dripping down, the body of the can has three black horizontal bars, one around the top of the can, and the remaining two are the waist and the bottom of the tail.

The three lines will be launched after a while, and the light will fly away.

The door is deterred by the fanged beast face, the tin ring is placed, Li Shuishan pushes the half-open yellow wooden door, the hall is wide and the courtyard is spread with a bamboo mat, there is a yellow tripod smoke in the back, and the sound of vicissitudes comes from the main house.

"Little friend is here. ”

Li Shuishan bowed respectfully and said, "The seniors looked for me, and I came." My name is Li Shuishan, and my name is Zangsheng. ”

There was another voice in the main room.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Xiaoyou come in!"

Li Shuishan walked into the main room, and saw a big man sitting cross-legged with his back to him, with a round head, a smoke stove wrapped in smoke flying in front of him, and between his thick fingers, there was an inch of smoke dragon struggling, he patted the deep and shallow stone beads, sealed them inside, and said with a slight smile: "Xiaoyou, we have met once before." ”

Li Shuishan said: "Is what the predecessors said about Demon Island?"

Yilu Xiu nodded and said: "Exactly, however, you and I have not met head-on, but the matter of fate is wonderful!"

Li Shuishan thanked: "Thank you seniors for helping me, I am grateful." ”

Yilu Xiu laughed and said: "This matter is fate." I help you and help you escape from the demon hunt, there are conditions. ”

Li Shuishan frowned slightly, and asked, "What are the conditions of the seniors?"

Yilu Xiu motioned for him to sit on the stone bench on the side, waved his hand and took out the white smoke outside, and formed a large figure around, almost all of them were unfamiliar faces, men, women and children, as well as monsters who monopolized one side, a huge figure appeared in their eyes, and an old man sat on top of his head, this person was an old madman, his eyes were full of anger, and the iron sword in his hand burst out with a storm to impact the person who blocked it, as if he was scolding.

All the people and the demons made way for him, leaving the echo of the valley and rolling up the cigarette.

Yilu Xiu waved his hand to disperse the smoke again, and said softly: "There are two choices below, one is for your master to come, and the other is for you to stay here for a month. This month, good

Wine and meat are treated, and the cultivation place with abundant spiritual energy is delivered to you, but there are no beauties, hehe, you can swim around on Yilu Island, but you can't step out. ”

Li Shuishan blinked and thought about it, this furnace had saved his life, obviously there was some truth for him to repay, he originally thought that this person's purpose must be on his master, but his importance was revealed in these words, why did he want to keep himself? Do you have to lure the old madman here? Or is it to protect himself from being found by the Huatudao people? Now he can't contact the master, and he can only feel at ease here.

Yilu Xiu looked down, and mumbled, as if waiting for his answer.

Li Shuishan hugged his fists and said: "The seniors saved my life, so naturally I can't live up to the kindness of the seniors." But Shizun cut off contact with me, and I can't contact him for the time being. And I got to the island of a furnace, obviously there was no choice. ”

Yilu Xiu laughed, turned his head, revealing a decrepit face, it was hard to think of why the muscular man's face was so old, he smiled and wrinkled, "Don't be afraid, little friend, I'm in the prime of life." However, my face is in a predicament because of the cultivation of the inheritance of the One Furnace Island, and after saving you, a crippled body was destroyed, and most of the vitality was lost. It would take months, or years, of recuperation for me to recover. ”

Li Shuishan nodded, perhaps, this furnace cultivation asked him to call the old madman, hoping that he would help him recover his cultivation quickly, but it was not the same.

Yilu Xiu said calmly: "Yilu Island has a history of 1,000 years, I am the third generation of the island master, the second generation of the island master has a close connection with your peaks, and some of your methods of strengthening the body are passed on by us." Of course, we have also borrowed a lot of the techniques of your peaks, and of course, we will only look for techniques that are conducive to our cultivation of the physique, and show us the path of cultivation. ”

"A hundred years ago, when the Three Humanists fell, the second generation of the island owner was surprised why he had three faces and three different personalities. But when he clicked on his head and revealed three wonderful clusters of light, he realized that his cultivation method was very mysterious! When fighting, one person exerted his strength at the same time, one thinking about the way back, one thinking about how to attack and kill, and one thinking about how to defend. It's a match made in heaven!"

"I was still young, and when I looked at it with immature eyes, he threw me a small pebble, on which was slashed by the sword intent of yellow decay, leaving a small pit. I smeared it in my hands, trying to smooth out the marks on it for two years. Haha, I'm still too naïve, this sword intent will corrode the stone every day, and before it was two years, the stone broke into two sections, and the yellow decaying sword qi jumped out, passed through a mountain wall, and rushed into the sky. ”

"I think it was the most beautiful sword light I had ever seen, the yellow decay aura fused with the surrounding emerald green plants, bluestone, cut off their realm, and the light emitted in the sky was full of light, and I seemed to see someone looking at me and smiling at me. ”

"Later, I saw his apprentice come again, and gave the second generation of the island owner a thin sword, with a piece of reverse scales on it, and a boy with a wooden flute was carved on the sword, with small short hair, and a fat and tender little face rose like a ball, called the Reverse Scale Boy Sword. When the island owner shakes the reverse scale sword, without incorporating any aura, a cool aura will emerge, but after a long understanding, you will see the dragon shadow and the dragon chant, which also lays the foundation for my idea of loving dragons. ”

"The second generation of the island master gave me this item, but instructed me to hand it over to him when a disciple of Zhufeng came, and told him two words. ”

He blinked his eyes and said word by word, "Long has."

Reverse scales, the boy is young, there is a spirit in the sword, there is a hole in the spirit, the wind is like a dragon's roar, the enemy is like a quick numb, the center of the foot is like a face, the sword splits the wind and clouds, the essence and blood are fed, and the spirit is formed to be unsealed. There are demons in front of the mountain, there are ghosts behind you, the heart is calm, the fist can open the mountains and break the sea, no one asks about the future of the wind and rain, and a rest and a dream are inheritances. ”

A furnace slapped the ground, broke through the dust, and flew out a thin sword sealed in its scabbard.

There is a demon-killing aura on the scabbard, and the round gold dots become dragon-shaped, and the red thin thread of the hilt is full of bright and slightly alive.

He threw the sword lightly, put it in front of Li Shuishan, and said, "I want to see you pull out that sword." ”

Li Shuishan looked at him with a longing look, holding the scabbard with his left hand, holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand, a surging murderous aura came into his mind, one after another demon dragons killed fiercely, his eyes were blood-red, but he slightly pulled out a little bit of the sword surface like a wisp of breeze blowing, blowing Mu Xiao's voice and slapping his palm, face, there was a boy in his eyes who exuded coolness, making him draw his sword alternately hot and cold.

At this moment, Li Shuishan seemed to feel a little artistic conception of the ghost art drawing the sword, the scabbard in his hand was not a scabbard, but an opening that wrapped the sword light of heaven and earth, the sword was not a sword, it was countless ferocious beasts, waiting to open the hole and rush out wildly, to kill any creature that blocked his way.

Li Shuishan drew a light sword, the sound of the humming dragon chant resounded through the sky, on the wall of the dragon hall, the dragon's eyes shook vividly, jumped out of the smoke shadow, sucked the surrounding clouds and turned into a sky-high dragon, straight into the sky, the sky was gray, and then melted into nothing.

Nian Beihai, who was guarding the chain flying bridge, smiled again and again, and said: "Dragon Shadow, Dragon Yin, this is the favorite thing of the three generations of island owners. ”

Yihan Xiu nodded and said, "This is a sword given by the second-generation island master from the Zhufeng monks, the name of the Reverse Scale Boy Sword. The three generations of island masters once said that they would personally hand it over to the disciples of Zhufeng, and now it has come true. ”

"This young man, full of all peaks and luck, must be extraordinary, get along well, if you can learn something from overseas, you will comprehend and improve a lot. The path of cultivation is the same end. You have no father, you have a thick heart, you don't help you, you only have to fight for yourself. ”

Nian Beihai's eyes were resolute, and he clenched his fists and said: "Thank you to Yihan seniors, this kindness cannot be repaid." ”

Yilu Xiu shook his head, "I'm not going to help you, everything is your fate." ”

Li Shuishan pulled out the light sword in the dragon hall, the dragon shadow was mottled and filled the entire main house, and the murderous aura surged towards the furnace cultivation, he laughed, clenched his fist and slammed it, bang, the dragon shadow around this hit out, the fist wind was like a sea, passing by next to Li Shuishan.

The white mist on the edge of the sky suddenly dispersed, and the anti-scale boy sword waved slightly in Li Shuishan's hand, his face turned pale in an instant, and he sat on the ground, this sword light penetrated any obstruction, and shot a black shadow, breaking through a gap in the white sky, which was extremely terrifying.

The solitary cultivators on the side of the island looked at it with respect, and there was a man in white on the island who stood still, his face was pale, holding a green feather bamboo handle fan in his hand, his long black hair was curled into a ball, and he whispered: "Give it to those who draw swords, and those who draw them are like swords." ”

He played a game of chess, as if waiting for someone.

Yilu Xiu's expression trembled, and he smiled heartily: "The dragon has reverse scales, let the wind and clouds happen, I want to draw my sword and rush into the sky, who will return to my hometown like a dreamland." ”

The words were powerful, alarming the smoke around them.