When Li Fuyao woke up, he found that he was in a small stream, and then he followed the stream downstream, and the stream was not in a hurry at first, but when it reached a later opening, it entered the river.

The river was much bigger than this stream, and the current was very fast, Li Fuyao went down the river, a bump, Li Fuyao was not afraid, but he felt that if he didn't do something, he might be rolled out, and then drowned, so he pressed the edge of the tub very seriously.

Yes, the current Li Fuyao has become a young child, and he has been ruthlessly abandoned, flowing down the stream, not knowing where to go.

Li Fuyao looked up at the sky, and occasionally some water droplets splashed on his face, this situation made him very melancholy, but he didn't have anything to do, his realm had all disappeared, only the body of a young child, not to mention whether he could be killed, he only asked for two things now, the first thing was not to be drowned in this river, and the second thing was not to be starved to death by the river.

It was the last thing he wanted to encounter.

Fortunately, after he had survived the rapid flow of the river, he slowly came to a gentle river, and then after half an hour, he entered a canal that looked like a man had dug it.

The canal was not too wide, so it could only allow such a wooden basin to move slowly.

I don't know how long it took, but he was stopped in a narrow place, and finally stopped.

When he opened his eyes, there was a jujube tree above his head, and there were a lot of green jujubes hanging on the tree at the moment, and then there were some cicadas chirping in his ears, according to these, Li Fuyao could deduce that it should be summer now.

It's just inference that there is no way to do it, I'm just a toddler, I can only hope that someone will pick him up as soon as possible, and then don't dislike him and raise him for a while.

I don't know how long it took, Li Fuyao felt that it had been a long time anyway, and a voice sounded in his ears.

"Whose little cub is this, how did you get to the old man's door?"

As this voice sounded, two thin hands stretched out and hugged Li Fuyao.

Li Fuyao saw the owner of the voice at this time, it was an old man, at least an old man, full of gray hair, looking still very energetic, more

What made Li Fuyao excited was that there was a sword qi on the old man's body, although it was very weak, but it was a sword qi no matter how it was said.

It turns out that this is really the era of swordsmen everywhere 6,000 years ago!

Immediately afterwards, Li Fuyao saw the three words of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect behind the old man, and then he understood that this was a sword sect.

This old man didn't know what position it was, but he was always a disciple of a sect.

Looking at the old man again, he picked up Li Fuyao and looked around, then he smiled heartily, "Okay, the old man has never received a disciple in his life, and God gave you it, so he should think that my Ten Thousand Swords Sect should not break the inheritance, and the old man will teach you well, I hope that one day, you can glorify the lintel of my Ten Thousand Swords Sect!"

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In this era, although the number of swordsmen is also one of the best in the entire history of cultivation, there are too many swordsmen, and there are also many kendo sects, which leads to the fact that not every one of these kendo sects is strong, and every swordsman is an invincible sword immortal.

Ten Thousand Swords Sect is one of these sword sects, the most miserable category, about hundreds of years ago, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was still a small sect, but after that, I don't know why, the qualifications of the disciples in the door are getting worse and worse, and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is not as good as one day, decades ago, the master of the sect can still be a swordsman of the Taiqing realm, and now, this master of the sect can only be a swordsman of the sword qi realm, and because the realm is too low, this Ten Thousand Swords Sect has no disciples for decades, the old master of the realm is too low, and it will not be long before he will go west, and after he goes west, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect will really become the dust in history。

No one wants to watch the foundation of the sect be cut off in their hands like this, so the old master has always wanted to find a successor to the mantle, but all these years have passed, but anyone who can practice swords will not be invested in his Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and those who can't practice swords, what are they looking for?

It wasn't until Li Fuyao came to him that he saw hope again.

According to the old master later, if he hadn't met Li Fuyao that day, he might have committed suicide outside the door.

So that night, the old master was so excited that he took a big chicken leg and stuffed it into Li Fuyao's small mouth.

This is afraid of Li Fuyao

And so starved to death.

But he has practiced swords all his life, and where does he know how to take care of the child, it is simply because Li Fuyao is not an ordinary person, otherwise, he will really be forced to death by the old master.

It was the first day Li Fuyao woke up, and that night, he began to practice swords.

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Time is like flowing water, no one can catch it, and soon Li Fuyao will be one year old.

He lay down all day, listening to the old master sect read those sword scriptures to him every day, if Li Fuyao could speak at this moment, he really wanted to tell the old master that these sword scriptures were really useless.

Li Fuyao practiced the mental method of Jianshan, the sword move was the family heirloom sword move of the sword immortal Xie Shen, and the sword qi followed Liu Yibai all the way, and later there was Chao Qingqiu's guidance, as for the sword intent, it was taught by the uncle to wash the early south, in the final analysis, it is the most orthodox method of Jianshan.

Although the sword mountain at that time declined, it was not because the exercises were lost, but because the sword immortals left the world, and most of the remaining swordsmen were killed by the demon clan.

Of course, there is naturally the promotion of the three religions.

But everything on Sword Mountain is good.

What Li Fuyao learned was naturally many times stronger than this Ten Thousand Sword Sect.

So he wasn't interested in the sword scripture taught by this old master at all.

The old master seemed to understand something, so he looked a little angry, and he hugged Li Fuyao, "Master, what I read to you is the superior sword scripture, how can you be so unconcerned?"

For a one-year-old child, it seems that it is completely meaningless.

If others saw this scene, some people would definitely think that the Old Master Sect had gone crazy because of the decline of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

The old master carried Li Fuyao and walked around in this hall, and then somehow, he walked into a side hall, and Li Fuyao's mind was suddenly seduced by something in the side hall.

There is a sword enshrined in that side hall, and that sword Li Fuyao knows.

It's his.

The name of the sword is ten miles.

The sword roared for ten miles.