After five people climbed the tower and were killed by several swordsmen, the first Spring and Autumn swordsman to die was a swordsman who lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests for three Jiazi, and that person was attacked and killed by as many as three Spring and Autumn monks, and the sword was killed.

After the swordsman was killed, the three Chunqiu each took a pill to make up for the qi in the Spirit Mansion.

The three of them glanced at each other, and then each threw himself into the rest of the battlefield.

They may not know the truth of this battle, but the strict orders of the Academy or the will of the Academy are extremely firm.

After Chao Fengchen killed the famous Shen Fu, it was actually himself, and the sword qi of the Spirit Mansion had been consumed.

Raising his eyes towards Fengchen, his eyes were clear, and a Taoist priest standing with his hands in the distance appeared.

The man looked at Chao Fengchen and said calmly: "If you can climb the tower with the Spring and Autumn Kill, you should really be a genius of the sky, give you some time, maybe you can become a sea, but you can't see that day." ”

Chao Fengchen smiled heartily: "I've seen it, I don't want to watch it." ”

Somewhat outlandish statements.

He turned his head to look to the other side, and another had appeared in the distance.

This time, Confucianism and Taoism have made great determination, and the number of people who came here to climb the tower was more than ten, and five were killed in the previous battle, and there were several in the light or in the dark.

Anyway, not all of them are coming here to climb the stairs.

Chao Fengchen looked at the two of them and asked with a smile: "When will you deal with a spring and autumn season, and you still need two people to climb the stairs?"

This sentence is very direct, and there is no beating around the bush, and there is no other emotion, it seems very calm, and there is some ridicule, but there is no hostility, the emotions in the words are easy to be heard, but once it is heard, it seems very interesting.

The two of them feel a little ashamed, they have practiced for hundreds of years, they are used to seeing countless spring and autumn seasons, countless cold and summer months, they are the objects of respect of the disciples on weekdays, and they also have a very high status in the mountains, people like them should not have put down their faces to deal with a spring and autumn realm like this, but this spring and autumn realm in front of them is an ordinary spring and autumn realm?

He had just unstruck Mr. Shen with his sword.

The monk who was very famous in Yanlingdu.

In this way, he was killed by Chao Fengchen's sword.

If Shen Fu died under Chao Qingqiu's sword, they wouldn't feel the slightest strange, because Chao Qingqiu was a sword immortal, and if Shen Fu died at the hands of someone who ascended the tower, it wouldn't be a big deal, after all, the swordsman was invincible in the same realm, and it was not a joke.

But Shen Fu died at the hands of a Spring and Autumn Realm swordsman.

Such a Spring and Autumn Realm, can they treat it with a normal heart?

This is obviously impossible.

Since it is impossible, even if it is a little shameful, it is necessary for the two of them to make a move.

Make sure nothing goes wrong.

Chao Fengchen sighed, watched the two of them ascend the stairs, and said calmly: "Since that's the case, then give it a try." ”

He raised his sword in front of his chest and said calmly, "This sword is called Xinlu. ”

As he spoke, a miserable white sword light suddenly appeared here.

In the spring and autumn realm, the two of them climbed the building.

Win or lose, people will definitely not be able to say half a bad word about him.

At the same time as this sword light was born, on the streets of Baiyu Town, Li Fuyao happened to have just separated from a monk from Taiqing Realm, this was the third Taiqing Realm monk he killed today, plus the previous Morning and Twilight Realm, until now, Li Fuyao has killed three Taiqing Realm and one Morning Twilight Realm, whether he quits the battlefield now or dies, it is already worth it.

His face turned pale, the sword qi in the spirit mansion had been exhausted twice, and the hand holding the sword was trembling, thinking that it would not be long before he would be exhausted.

No matter how extraordinary he is, he is just a swordsman in the Taiqing Realm after all, and in this battlefield, he can only be regarded as the lowest-end combat power.

Li Fuyao bit his lip and bit the blood to keep himself awake, and the Morning and Dusk Realm monk who appeared on the opposite side looked at this person with a complicated expression.

The beginning of this war, whether intentional or not, actually came from Li Fuyao.

At least on the bright side, yes.

He looked at this young man, in fact, he admired it a little.

It's just that those emotions can only be hidden in the bottom of my heart, and nothing else can be done.

He looked at Li Fuyao with a flat expression, and said softly: "Please die." ”

This sentence is said to be light and light.

Li Fu shook his head.

How could he die so easily.

He raised his green silk sword and swung it out.

There was a dazzling sword aura that rushed into the bullfighting behind him, majestic and incomparable, and pressed madly to this side.

The Morning Twilight Monk was startled.

What is it?

In fact, it's not just him, even Li Fuyao is a little distracted.

At the same time, between heaven and earth, a heavy snow began to come.

It's just that being driven away by this lot of sword qi, the snowflakes are a little messy.

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Luoyang City, there was a heavy snowfall today.

After the Yanling Emperor came down from the early dynasty, he always had a question in his heart, and he couldn't find the answer, so he went upstairs to see that Mr. Li Changgu.

Li Changgu sat cross-legged on a high place, his expression calm.

Emperor Yanling said, "Mr. Changgu, what is that strange chirp today?"

Li Changgu turned his head, and the bitter day on his knee was slightly unsheathed, and a voice sounded.

Emperor Yanling frowned, "That voice is...... Sword Ring?!"

Li Changgu nodded, and after nodding, he didn't say any more nonsense.

Emperor Yanling muttered: "A sword roar, the whole world can hear it, who is this?"

In fact, when he asked, he should have known who it was.

Who else could it be besides that Chao Sword Immortal?

Li Changgu said: "The sword immortal shot out against the clouds, and the confidence was too strong, which made the saints very helpless. ”

Emperor Yanling was a little shocked and said, "Could it be that the sword immortal is now going to ...... Slaughter?"

Emperor Yanling, who said this, quickly covered his mouth even though Li Changgu was the only one in front of him.

Slaughter?!

This is probably the craziest thing in the world.

Don't say what others do, they just don't dare to think about it.

But the one who may do this in front of him is called Chao Qingqiu, so all the impossibilities in the world are possible.

Emperor Yanling is not a short-sighted person, in fact, he can be a person who is a monarch, and who can be short-sighted.

After a moment, he said tentatively, "Mr. Changgu, doesn't this mean that the sword immortal is going to fight to the death with the saints?"

Li Changgu shook his head, "This fight may not be able to fight, but in fact, the battlefield is not in this place. ”

Emperor Yanling was a little puzzled, so he whispered, "Why did Mr. Changgu teach me?"

Li Changgu stood up, put down the scroll in his hand, and hung the sword in his lap from his waist.

He said calmly: "I was originally a disciple of the Academy, because of something, so I practiced swords, and then became a swordsman, and now I have been trapped in the Star Picking Tower for almost a hundred years, it's not that I can't go out, it's just that I can't find a reason to get out, but today, I'm really going downstairs." ”

If he learned from Li Changgu that the sound of the sword was made by Chao Qingqiu, he would have been a little shocked, and now that Li Changgu said this, Emperor Yanling was shocked beyond measure.

This Mr. Changgu, when he was a child, sat in the Star Picking Tower, in the past hundred years, no matter what major events happened in Luoyang City, he never left, and now because of the sound of the sword, he is leaving?

Li Changgu said with a smile: "Sword immortals recruit each other, who in this world of swordsmen will not go to the meeting?"

After Emperor Yanling was shocked, he was a little excited, "Where is Mr. Changgu going, can he return?"

Li Changgu did not answer this question, but said: "Before going downstairs, there is one more thing to do." ”

Emperor Yanling asked, "What's the matter?"

Li Changgu didn't speak, just waved his sleeves, and Emperor Yanling had already arrived on the ground outside the Star Picking Tower.

Retracting his gaze, Li Changgu muttered, "If you want to go downstairs, just go down like this?"

He held down the hilt of the short sword in the bitter day, and was silent, but there was already a majestic sword qi behind him, and at the same time, in the sky above the Star Picking Tower, there was a thunder in the sea of clouds.

In the snowy weather, you can still see purple thunder.

There is a yellow dragon looming in the clouds.

Li Changgu looked up at the sky, and the sword qi on his body spread outward little by little.

A few years ago, he slashed the Yellow Dragon with a sword, and the realm returned to Spring and Autumn, and this time, he was going to climb the tower.

Countless pale cyan sword qi was like substance, giving birth to Li Changgu's body, gathering little by little into a cyan long sword, and the tip of the sword was facing the sky.

Li Changgu did not speak, and this move was already full of provocation.

The yellow dragon loomed in the sea of clouds, its whiskers flying, and its roar was heard far away.

Emperor Yanling looked up at the sky and was fascinated.

Li Changgu finally said a sentence, a poem.

"I don't know how high the blue sky is and the yellow ground is thick. ”

This is the first sword.

The cyan long sword swept across the sky, the sea of clouds was agitated, and the sword aura was great.

Then he moved his mouth and said: "Only when the moon is cold and the sun is warm, come to fry life." ”

This is the second sword.

The cyan long sword sank into the sea of clouds, and a moment later, the sword landed on the yellow dragon.

Cut off the dragon's horns.

Dragon scales fly.

Li Changgu said with a smile: "I will cut the dragon's feet and chew the dragon's flesh, so that it will not be able to return to the court and will not be able to lie down at night." Naturally, the old do not die, and the young do not cry. ”

This is the third sentence.

It is also the third sword.

The name of these poems is called Bitter Day, and this sword is also called Bitter Day.

I just heard it, and there was a tearing sound.

It's like a piece of cloth has been torn apart.

This is a certain prohibition that has been broken.

This is a certain realm that has been broken by someone.

From today on, the Star Picking Tower will not be able to trap that Mr. Changgu, because he has not only broken the ban, but also broken the Spring and Autumn Realm, and he is now a swordsman in the Ascending Towers Realm.

At the same time, in the restaurant in Baiyu Town, Song Pei, who was lying by the window, looked at the seal on his waist that was instantly hot, and then quickly shattered, he looked at the broken seal, opened his mouth wide, and looked at Yan Yu.

Yan Yu didn't know much, so he could only smile bitterly.

Although Zenzi knows a lot, this seal is a secret of the school palace after all, so he doesn't know what it is.

......

......

Li Changgu's waist was short of days, Li Changgu stepped on the sword body, the sword was out of the sky, and he swept out of the star-picking tower.

Leaving behind a dazzling white light.

Emperor Yanling smiled heartily: "Congratulations to Mr. Changgu for getting out of trouble!"

The old man Chen Jiu, who was teaching Cheng Yusheng to practice swordsmanship, held down the trembling short knife on his waist, and looked up to see the man's sword leave.

Chen Jiu muttered: "The so-called genius of Tianzhong, but that's it, right?"

Cheng Yusheng followed Uncle Shi to raise his head, and could only see a white light.

He asked curiously, "Uncle Shi, who is this?"

Chen Jiu said angrily: "It's a guy who is stupid in reading and has to practice swords!"

Cheng Yusheng was stunned, and then said in surprise: "It's Mr. Changgu, he has left the Star Picking Tower?"

Chen Jiu snorted coldly, "Chao Qingqiu summoned him with a sword, so he naturally wanted to go to the meeting." Besides, he had already been able to leave the Star Picking Building, it was just a matter of willingness and unwillingness, but even the old man didn't expect that he would be able to become a climber before leaving the building. That's the most incredible thing. ”

Cheng Yusheng smelled something different, and he asked cautiously, "Uncle Shi, will it be a big deal?"

Chen Jiu sneered: "Let's practice the knife by yourself, no matter what big or small things it is, anyway, you should always know that your realm, once you mix it, it is no different from sending you to death." ”

Cheng Yusheng's face was ugly, his uncle, his words were too ugly.

Chen Jiu said indifferently: "Practice the knife." ”

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......

When Li Changgu's imperial sword swept over the heads of Liang Yi and the others, all three of them looked up.

Liang Yi looked at the dashing back and said with a smile: "Of the three people in the Academy, you Su Ye became the head of the Academy, this one became a swordsman who climbed the building, and the other one was missing." ”

Lin Hongzhu naturally knew that the other person Liang Yi said was Wang Fugui, although he knew Wang Fugui's whereabouts, but he didn't speak, just thinking about these three, the three of them are now ascending the stairs, if there is no saint to make a move, I am afraid that these three will have a great possibility of becoming a sea in the future.

If only none of the three had left the Academy.

This should be a feat of sanctification of all three members of the Academy.

And this sanctification should probably be a true saint.

It's not just a realm in the sea.

Su Ye looked at Li Changgu's back and said calmly: "Later, if any of your Daomen monks are killed by me, the Lord will take care of it." ”

Liang Yi asked, "What do you say, you want to make a move for Li Changgu?"

Su Ye said calmly: "At least whoever dares to kill him, I will kill whomever I want." ”

Liang also asked, "What if it's me?"

When he said this, some faint killing intent flowed out.

Su Ye looked at Liang Yi and seemed a little angry.

Lin Hongzhu said calmly: "If you want to make a move, I will also make a move." ”

This is said to Liang Yi.

Even if Liang is also the master of the audience and is recognized as the first person under the sea, he may not be able to defeat the alliance of Su Ye and Lin Hongzhu.

The two of them went upstairs and shot at the same time, and it was really not so easy to take it.

In particular, these two climbers are Lin Hongzhu and Su Ye.

Liang Yi laughed to himself, "When did you stand beside him?" ”

Lin Hongzhu did not speak.

Su Ye said a word of like-mindedness.

Lin Hongzhu's face was expressionless.

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......

At the same time that majestic sword aura appeared, a man appeared on the other side of the street.

With a sword hanging from his waist, he looked at the monk of the Three Sects who had been seriously injured by his sword qi.

Li Fuyao also turned his head to look at Li Changgu.

Snow fell on his hair.

Soon two people appeared in the distance, and one of them, an old monk, looked at the familiar face of this man, and suddenly asked, "Who are you?"

The incident in the School Palace back then, no matter how secretive it was, in fact, there would be news leaking out, and some monks who were old enough would naturally know what happened back then.

For the talented Li Changgu, some people will also sigh.

The man stood in the snow and said with a smile: "Li Changgu." ”

After saying this, he immediately said one more sentence, "I am a swordsman. ”

Of course, he was a swordsman who ascended the Towers Realm.

This sentence is not said.

The old monk rebuked angrily: "Nonsense, Li Changgu, what about those sage books you read, how can you be with them?"

Li Changgu smiled but did not speak.

Another person climbed the stairs and directly comforted: "Mr. Yang, just suppress it, don't talk so much nonsense." ”

The old monk was furious and was about to strike.

Li Changgu smiled and pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Sword intent masterpiece.

When he was a scholar, he was a first-class scholar in the world, and when he was a swordsman, he should naturally be a first-class swordsman in the world.

There is no need to question this.

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It's hard to find a few truly quiet places in the world.

But the North Sea should be able to count as one.

Especially after the Shengdan incident was lonely and those monks who did not give up left Beihai, this place returned to tranquility.

Not far from the coast in Beihai, there is a tea house, there is an old shopkeeper in the tea house, I don't know how many years I have lived, anyway, I am quite old, most of the time, in addition to boiling tea, is to doze off at the counter.

The same is true today.

The old man, who was sleeping well, heard the sound of a sword.

The sound of the sword could be heard by everyone in the whole day, and it was not a strange thing for him to hear it, so when he heard it, he was not too surprised, but changed his posture.

I don't know how long it took.

Maybe it's been a long time, maybe it's not that long.

Anyway, his tea house was pushed open.

With some wind and snow.

The kettle was steaming, but it couldn't withstand the cold.

The old man shrunk his neck, and he opened his eyes.

And then it didn't close again.

Because that person is the one he must face.

Ordinary people just thought that he was an old man who sold tea, and few people knew that he was a monk, and there was only one person who knew that he was a swordsman.

And that person is still an existence that he can't afford to provoke.

That person is naturally Chao Qingqiu.

He is the only sword immortal in this world.

He stood in the teahouse and looked at the old man, he had made a sword before, and no one in the world could fight against him, so it took him a very short time to meet him.

The old man looked at Chao Qingqiu, saluted seriously, and said calmly: "You know I don't want to die." ”

Chao Qingqiu knows, and understands.

He can say a very direct word now, such as if you don't want to die, go to Whitefish Town, otherwise you will die now, but in fact, Chao Qingqiu didn't say this, he just said: "Borrow the sword." ”

Chao Qingqiu has a sword, so naturally he doesn't need to borrow it, if he wants to borrow a sword, naturally it won't be used for him, but who can hold a sword in the realm of ascending the tower.

The old man did not hesitate and nodded.

Asking for a swordsman's sword is an excessive request, but for him, this request is not only not excessive, it is completely Chao Qingqiu's charity to him.

Charity to him is actually a very excessive thing.

But he didn't think it was too much, because compared to Chao Qingqiu asking him to go somewhere, this borrowing a sword was naturally a very simple thing.

He quickly went to the backyard and grabbed the sword.

Glancing at Qingqiu, he stretched out his hand and brushed the blade of the sword.

Then he erased everything he had left behind.

The old man's face was a little ugly, but he didn't say anything, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

Chao Qingqiu was still looking at him, and the old man understood, others could not go, but his sword should go.

So he stretched out his withered hands and grasped the hilt of his sword.

Countless majestic sword qi poured into the sword body.

After about a quarter of an hour, the old man's face showed some fatigue.

He let go of his hand.

Chao Qingqiu looked at him and didn't express any disappointment or other emotions towards him.

He turned and walked out of the tea house.

And so the figure dissipated.

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A moment later, Chao Qingqiu came to the bottom of the cliff of Sword Mountain.

There are many swords, and their owners, famous or unknown.

In a bamboo hut on a large rock.

Three-two and four-two are playing against each other.

A sword, and a scabbard.

Siliang looked at Chao Qingqiu, stood up, and showed respect to him.

Whether it is the identity of Chao Qingqiu Sword Immortal, or the fact that he continues the swordsman's lineage, it is worthy of respect.

Three or two were indifferent.

He had heard the sound of the sword before.

Looking at Chao Qingqiu, he rarely said sorry.

There is some guilt.

This should be a very important thing.

It's a pity he can't leave.

Chao Qingqiu said calmly: "I want that white bone." ”

Sanliang raised his eyebrows, about to say something, but after opening his mouth and looking at Chao Qingqiu, he didn't say anything.

He was actually a little angry, but thinking about some things, anger didn't help, so he gave up.

At last he said, "In that creek." ”

Nodding towards Qingqiu.

Then went to that creek.

There was a majestic sword qi pouring into the stream.

The white bone fell in front of Chao Qingqiu.

He poured a majestic sword qi into it.

The amount of money made him a little unbearable.

After about a moment, the flesh and bones were flesh and blood.

The man stood up, his white robe was added, and he opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of vicissitudes.

Sanliang stood from a distance and looked at him with a strange expression.

The man looked at Chao Qingqiu in front of him and bent slightly to him.

It's just respect for the sword immortal.

Six thousand years ago, no matter which sword immortal was, he was qualified to be respected by all the swordsmen in the world.

A wisp of sword qi appeared between Chao Qingqiu's fingers, permeating into the center of the man's eyebrows.

The man frowned, then angrily.

Chao Qingqiu put the sword he had asked for from Beihai in front of him.

The man looked at it and held the sword, and the sword qi on the sword body slowly poured into his body, making his eyes brighter and brighter, feeling those sword qi, that person didn't have any special emotions, these sword qi were just able to let him look at the world again and do more things at the same time.

He reopened his eyes and looked at the world in a situation he couldn't have imagined.

With these sword qi pouring into his body, the man looked at Chao Qingqiu and asked, "Where is Qingsi?"