In the middle of the night, it was snowing heavily.

Li Fuyao and Meng Danqing were not enemies of life and death, so after Li Fuyao calmly told Meng Danqing that the demon cultivator had been killed by him and handed over the demon pill to Meng Danqing, Meng Danqing did not think too much about Lu Wei's death.

The people on the mountain are originally the most important avenues, if their relatives, friends and neighbors are killed by Li Fuyao, it is reasonable for him to be angry and take revenge, but just like this Lu Wei, but Pingshui meets, even if he is a disciple of the Taoist, Meng Danqing can't be guilty of Li Fuyao, who is too Qing Realm.

Besides, if you really fight, you may not be able to win.

There is even a greater chance of defeat.

Li Fuyao suddenly took out the ghost-catching flag, put it in front of Meng Danqing, and asked softly, "What do you think?"

Meng Danqing looked fixedly, as early as when Lu Wei sacrificed this flag, Meng Danqing felt that it was not an ordinary magic weapon, but even if he liked it, could it be blatantly robbed?

Li Fuyao smiled: "We don't use these things to any avail, I suddenly want to exchange this thing for that demon pill." ”

gave Meng Danqing the Demon Pill before, in fact, he also considered that if Meng Danqing killed the demon cultivator, he should also hold the token, but in comparison, Li Fuyao was much more interested in the demon pill than this ghost hunting flag.

Meng Danqing didn't think about it, and immediately took out the demon pill.

Instantly.

As for how Meng Danqing went to explain to the master later, Li Fuyao didn't care.

Regained the demon pill, Meng Danqing excused himself and said goodbye.

Soon it was gone.

There was only this group of men left in the house.

From the time Li Fuyao left this room to the time he came back, it didn't actually take much time.

But the matter has been settled.

Li Fuyao glanced at the soup pot that was already cold, and did not speak.

The thin man opened his mouth and asked, "What else does the immortal master want us to do?"

In fact, he always knew what to call the mountain immortals.

Li Fuyao blinked and said softly: "Naturally, I am going to take the helm, and the ship always has to be opened." ”

The ship will always be opened, and the road will always be gone.

Li Fuyao has now set foot in Taiqing Realm, so he naturally wants to go to the demon land, and he can't say what he is doing to the demon land, maybe it's just to see the Qinghuai girl and tell her that he is more powerful?

But no matter how you think about it, it shouldn't be just like that

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Leaving the house and returning to the wing, the young man had already been taken away, and naturally there was no one else to stare at him Li Fuyao, and when he returned to the house, Feng Lu was still lying on the ground dozing.

Li Fuyao said, "We're going to the Demon Land." ”

Bath sighed and didn't say anything.

Li Fuyao thought about it, then took off his boots, slept on the bed, and even covered it with a quilt.

The monks who have reached the realm of Li Fuyao have already been invasive from the cold and heat, and if it weren't for the occasional thoughts, they wouldn't even have to eat at all, and as for sleeping at night, they wouldn't even have to eat.

A lot of time was used by Li Fuyao to raise swords before, and there were only a handful of days when he really slept.

I've never seen a bath before, so it's a little strange.

Li Fuyao said worriedly, "I seem to be being targeted." ”

This sentence is speculation, but it is not just speculation.

Feng Lu tilted his head, opened his eyes with difficulty, and said disapprerovingly: "A swordsman who has practiced swords but has come to this point in the past few years, is not stared at, I think there is something wrong with their brains." ”

Now this mountain and river is the world of Confucianism and Taoism, it is not the situation of 6,000 years ago, in this long time, I don't know how many talented swordsmen died inexplicably.

It's only in the years since Chaoqingqiu landed on the sea that a lot of things have happened.

Of course, in addition to the factor of Chao Qingqiu, there is also a very important reason that there are indeed fewer and fewer swordsmen nowadays.

Before Li Fuyao climbed Sword Mountain, the remaining living people in Sword Mountain were the senior brother Wu Shanhe and the old ancestor Xu Lian.

The three uncles in the broken temple at the foot of Sword Mountain have long since died, and they are actually the same as the two Sword Immortals of Sword Mountain.

It's just that Xi Chu Nan can still leave Sword Mountain according to the secret method, but the two sword immortals can't leave for a moment.

In addition, there are not too many swordsmen who travel in the mountains and rivers.

Li Fuyao smiled and said, "Why do you have to struggle with each other?"

Bath rolled her eyes, as if she didn't want to answer the question.

The personal road naturally has nothing to do with others, as long as you go far enough, but in fact, when you don't go far enough, you will naturally have other ideas.

In fact, there is no essential difference between the mountains and the mountains.

Li Fuyao wanted to say something, but he heard a slight snoring coming from the wind

Lu fell asleep again.

And there was no more speech.

Li Fuyao looked out the window and listened to the sound of snow falling.

The night passed.

The light of the second day often shone in through the window.

Li Fuyao opened his eyes and squinted.

After getting up, Li Fuyao recalled the sword method he had obtained at the bottom of the river in his mind.

It is the sword immortal's ten thousand feet of sword method, and just having such a name is enough to make most of the swordsmen in the world fascinated.

I don't know why, since Li Fuyao came down from Sword Mountain, he has always had more than one sword on his side, and other swordsmen can probably say that although the world is big, I only have one sword.

Judging from Li Fuyao's experience, from the very beginning, Qingsi and Xiaoxue are two handles.

After Xiaoxue gave it to Li Xiaoxue, she briefly took Qingsi for a while, and then met Jian Nineteen.

Jian 19 Li Fuyao could not find his master, so he came with another sword ten thousand feet long.

The sword box made by Liu Yibai can still hold a lot of swords, but Li Fuyao has always felt a little awkward before, and the sword box is engraved with that line of small characters, saying that although the world is big, I only have one sword.

However, the successive battles made Li Fuyao completely change his mind, and his sword path did not need to refer to anyone, nor did he need to deliberately avoid anyone, as long as he wanted, he could do anything.

The most suitable kendo for oneself is only known by oneself, and others may not be able to see it really.

Sitting quietly in front of the window, Li Fuyao recalled that method and found that the opening sentence was to belittle all the methods in the world that use essence blood to raise swords.

Li Fuyao smiled bitterly.

I have insisted on raising a sword with a bitter method for so many years, or is it a superior way?

After a short sigh of distraction, Li Fuyao began to continue to think about the things that were in his mind, and when he wrote it down, he didn't put much thought into it, and this was the first time he studied it seriously.

After reading it, Li Fuyao was shocked by a sentence in his mind, "The number of natal swords lies in the number of spiritual mansions. ”

Li Fuyao was suddenly shocked, and there were dozens of natal swords in love, just because there were enough spiritual mansions.

Li Fuyao frowned, speaking of the natal sword, the green silk sword is not even considered now, even if it is cultivated to the point where it can become a natal sword in the future, that is, it is just a spiritual mansion.

Doesn't that mean that there are dozens of spirit mansions in the Sword Immortal Ten Thousand Feet?

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