Chapter 244: Sword Marks Block the Way

When the Holy Sword Sect was suddenly changing in the martial arts arena, a strange person came to the foot of Tianguang Mountain.

This person was dressed in ordinary coarse linen clothes and had a pair of straw sandals on his feet, and he just walked forward silently, seeing that the place where he was going should be the Holy Sword Sect.

Why is it strange? Because he walked with his eyes closed, and his countenance was sad.

The Buddha said that all living beings are suffering, but no one has ever shown the moment of suffering on their face.

He is an exception.

Yes, for him, the riches, the pleasures, the statuses of those earthly ...... It's all not interesting, and it can't make him the slightest interest. The only interesting thing in the world is martial arts.

Only by pursuing martial arts can we transcend ourselves. And the way to pursue martial arts is to constantly fight with the master to the death.

A strange pattern can be faintly seen in the position of his arm, which is a gold hook and silver background, and a three-fold pattern.

He is from the three-fold building, known as "greedy and bitter".

As he walked, Kumian felt as if he had stepped on something, obviously much higher than the ground.

He opened his eyes and saw that he was stepping on a mound of earth, which had apparently just been piled up not long ago, because the earth was all new. When he stepped on it like this, the whole mound collapsed again.

Kumian frowned slightly, as if he didn't understand why someone would do such a boring and boring thing.

"Oops, hey, heyβ€”the mountain I just piled up!"

At this moment, Kumian heard a scream. He turned his head and saw a sweaty man running with a shovel and a very sad man.

The man ran to him, and the first thing he did was not to question him, but to lie down and rebuild his own dirt mountain.

It is the digging sect that is still moving the mountain.

Lai Yisho moved from morning to now, and a small part of the dirt mountain is finally about to be moved. He was so involved that he didn't even know that Elder Zhang He, who was in charge of his assessment, was gone.

For Lai Yisho, nothing is more important than "moving mountains". Moreover, since the assessment is to move the mountain, you can't give up halfway, you must move the dirt mountain completely, and you can't do it without a shovel of soil.

Take a look at the bitter noodles, such as the six products of the abyss...... It's been a long time since I've seen this kind of low-level person......

Okay, although I don't want to do this kind of meaningless thing, but for the ants who dare to bite themselves, it doesn't matter if they are pinched to death.

Lai Yisho didn't look up, but said directly: "This brother, you are also participating in the sword competition, right?"

Kumian didn't answer, first, he didn't want to answer, but he didn't know how to answer.

He only knew that the purpose of this exit was the Sect Master of the Holy Gu Sect, Jiang Ran, it was a master who had been in Ling Yuan Jiupin for many years, well, it was worth fighting.

Now Jiang seems to be participating in the sword competition, so if he wants to find him, he must also go to the sword competition......

The bitter silence was understood by Lai Yisho as a reluctance to speak out of concern for competitors.

He laughed, raised his head and said, "Brother Tai doesn't need to care, I can rebuild this dirt mountain in a while, you can cross the river first to participate in the second level of the competition!" Although he was surprised by the dress of the taciturn brother in front of him, Lai Yisho still expressed his friendliness.

After all, when digging mountains in the sect, the master often nagged people to be forgiving and forgiving, and Lai Yisho still remembers this very well.

Looking at the smiling young man in front of him with a bitter face, he didn't know what he was laughing at, and he was too weak to make a move.

It turns out that if you want to go to the sword competition, you have to cross the river......

Ku Mian heard a useful piece of news from Lai Yisho's words, combined with the information he had gotten, it seemed that this Holy Sword Sect was indeed built on a mountain, and it should be right.

Thinking like this, Ku Mian subconsciously ignored Lai Yisho, and directly crossed his dirt mountain and walked towards the Holy Sword Sect.

Lai Yisho smiled and shook his head, he only regarded the bitter noodles as having a nervous breakdown caused by the first test, so he didn't think about blaming him.

"After all, there aren't many opportunities like mine to encounter a test of appetite......" Lai Yisho looked at the sky, and felt that he had to hurry.

I wonder if Lai Yisho could still think like this when he learned that Elder Zhang He had already regarded him as having failed the test, and that the sword competition was almost over?

β€”β€”

Kumian thought of a boxing method in his mind, and unconsciously came to the riverside.

The Hualong River is turbulent, and the dark bridge still does not float at this time, and if you want to go up the mountain, you need to cross the river.

Kumian glanced at the river, and jumped high, stepping on the hidden stake, and then jumped again, another stake.

Although he didn't know how to take a stake step, Kumian expected a few locations where there must be points to borrow from his own speculation, so he crossed the river.

Stepping on the mountain road, you can see a mountain gate in front of you, and the book "Holy Sword Sect" is written.

There were two disciples guarding the mountain gate, and suddenly they saw a stranger appear, and they said vigilantly, "Who is coming?"

Kumian continued to walk forward as if he had not heard of it.

The two disciples glanced at each other, immediately drew their swords, and stepped forward to stop him.

Unexpectedly, before he touched Kumian's body, he was thrown out as if he had been hit by a carriage, and smashed on the mountain gate, not knowing whether he would live or die.

Kumian reined in his strength, continued to think about that move in his mind, and at the same time went up the mountain along the mountain road.

After walking for a short time, I came to a relatively flat clearing. There is still a long way to go from the martial arts arena, but I can already hear the voices of the people there and the people who seem to be of extraordinary strength fighting each other.

Kumian stopped, not because of a dying epiphany, and fell into a state of detachment. He wanted to be in that state at any time, but now that he was about to find an opponent, that would not happen.

He stared at the ground in front of him, where there was a sword mark.

The sword marks were not deep, and they were clearly freshly scratched, as some of the gravel was still littered next to the marks, and no one cleaned them up.

But it was such a sword mark, but it made Kumian frown, and he saw two sword intents from this sword mark.

A righteous and bright light, spreading all goodness, immortal merit;

A fierce aura, unified and cut, dark and boundless.

It is clearly two completely different sword intents, but at this moment, they are integrated, and it can be seen that the light is angry, and the abyss of darkness can be distinguished.

Kumian stared at this sword mark, thinking in his mind that who among the Jiupin masters he had heard of could cast such a sword, he always felt familiar, and there was no trace for a while.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps on the mountain road.

"Amitabha, the sea of suffering in front of you, the shore behind you, please go back. ”

Kumian raised his head and saw the person in front of him who was blocking the road, to be precise, a monk.

He finally remembered who this man was.

This person once appeared on the list of knights in the Shenji Pavilion, but then for some reason, he was no longer on the list.

In the secret information of the three-fold building, there is only one sentence for the evaluation of this person: "It can't be measured by common sense." ”

The heart of the bitter face became excited for a long time, in order to meet a real opponent.

"Xishan Huangliang ......"

"What if my heart goes to hell?"

(End of chapter)