There is a sword under the cliff.

There is no need to say or think about this matter, when Li Fuyao finally came to the bottom of the cliff step by step along the mountain rocks, he felt a fierce sword aura first.

Although the sword qi is powerful, the feelings are different, it should be caused by several sword qi being mixed together, otherwise it would not make Li Fuyao feel several different feelings.

Li Fuyao, whose face was a little pale, leaned against a boulder, stood slightly, pressed the wooden sword at his waist, and looked at the rocks and weeds in front of him, his face was a little solemn.

Before going down the mountain, several uncles have already penetrated the bottom, the sword under the cliff, the rest is not easy to say, but there is indeed a sword fairy sword, that sword fairy was known as the world's most prosperous sword qi, a sword was as long as thousands of miles, I don't know how many swordsmen regard it as a rare genius in the world, there are countless disciples, it is one of the few sword immortals who really walked out of the sword mountain, otherwise it would not have competed with the demon earth giants on the sword mountain back then, and even the sword was thrown off the cliff when he died. Although it is said that even a demon earth giant has not been able to cut down, but so far in the Sword Immortal Hall on Sword Mountain, the statue of this one is still ranked extremely high, although there is still the selfishness of Sword Mountain here, but the sword immortal's sword cultivation is not false at all.

After taking a deep breath, Li Fuyao walked slowly, and after passing through a small pile of rubble, he saw his first sword.

There is a broken sword, inserted in the pile of rubble, the sword body has been rusted, the hilt made of sword wood has long been decayed, and even this sword has been almost connected with these messy stones because of the accumulation of time, Li Fuyao reached out to hold the hilt of the sword and wanted to pull out the sword, but as soon as he used force, the broken sword did not move.

Li Fuyao frowned and gave up the idea.

Continue to walk forward, and after a few steps, I will see the second sword, this sword is much more slender than the previous broken sword, but the same one, the hilt has decayed, and the sword body is full of rust, but the difference is that this sword is lying on a large stone, and there are even two small characters on the sword.

Li Fuyao leaned over and looked at it, and after carefully identifying it, he vaguely recognized that these two words were gone.

It is no longer the original intention, or it is a catastrophe.

Li Fuyao didn't think too much, and after continuing to move forward, he really felt that there was a sword qi vaguely in front of him, and the pores on his body seemed to be pierced by many people with many fine needles, although this pain was not as good as being stabbed by the wisp of sword qi of Chao Qingqiu when he went to the dust mountain that day, but it was not too far behind.

After walking through this pile of rocks, Li Fuyao came to a small stream, the stream is not deep, but it is relatively wide, not far from the opposite side, Li Fuyao also saw a small but delicate bamboo house, the bamboo house is built on a huge bluestone, it looks pleasing to the eye.

Taking off his shoes and socks and walking into the stream, Li Fuyao quickly took two steps back, returned to the shore, and looked at the soles of his feet again, I don't know when a cut had been made, and blood flowed.

A lot of blood went down the stream, and it was quickly washed away by the stream.

Li Fuyao stood on the shore with a strange expression, the bottom of this cliff is full of sword qi here, but the sword qi that fills the shore is less than half of the stream, just Li Fuyao stepped into the stream for a moment, and suddenly realized that the stream around his feet was full of sword qi, and when he returned to the shore, he was still cut out, fortunately, those sword qi were not manpowered, and they did not follow this hole into Li Fuyao's meridians, otherwise it would be extremely troublesome to clean up later.

Li Fuyao stood on the shore and then looked carefully into the stream, only to find that the stream was full of broken swords, the fragments were not big, but it seemed to have been broken and thrown into the stream quickly, Li Fuyao looked at the exquisite bamboo house opposite, and thought to himself that it was the handwriting of the person inside?

It's just that at the bottom of this cliff, if there is really someone living there, I think that person can be regarded as the predecessor of Sword Mountain.

But if this kind of swordsman can live at the bottom of the cliff for so many years, could it be that he hasn't been able to get that sword immortal sword?

Li Fuyao's thoughts were complicated, but the stream was full of sword energy, if he wanted to come to that bamboo house, could he only jump over the bank of this stream?

Or do you have to walk through the stream to get to the bamboo hut?

In the past, when he was a storyteller in Whitefish Town, Li Fuyao always liked to tell some stories of this kind, the poor boy fell to the bottom of the cliff and was lucky not to die, and then at the bottom of the cliff he either saw a cave with only dry bones and a volume of martial arts cheats, and then practiced peerless martial arts to become a generation of heroes, or he met a peerless master at the bottom of the cliff, and got his true biography, and still became a peerless martial arts, but compared with the two, the former is a simple thing, and he can become famous after learning the martial arts cheats, but the latter is estimated to be subjected to all kinds of difficulties by the hermit master, and then he can successfully learn the successful husband, but after this kind of story is told too much, even Li Fuyao himself felt a little bored.

Standing on the bank of the creek, Li Fuyao, who was not at a loss, simply stopped moving forward, and just sat on the bank and looked at the exquisite bamboo house on the other side of the stream.

Li Fuyao looked at the exquisite bamboo hut in the distance from time to time, wanting to see if there was a worldly master inside, but even if he stretched his neck, he didn't see any trace of anyone at all.

In the end, if it weren't for the slender iron sword that he had seen before, he didn't know why it suddenly flew up from the stone and flew to this side of the stream, Li Fuyao probably wouldn't have gotten up.

Li Fuyao stared at the slender iron sword, and asked with interest, "What, do you have to go to that bamboo house?"

If you don't regain the sword, you won't speak, but you seem to be nodding happily, Li Fuyao frowned, "This stream is full of sword energy, if you walk over, you will inevitably be cut many times, I don't want to go." ”

Hearing this, the Refusal Sword seemed to be a little aggrieved and drew circles on the ground, but with its swing, the rust on its body fell off a lot, revealing a small piece of snow-white sword body, which should be the original appearance of the Refusal Sword.

Li Fuyao sighed: "You put on this rust, it is like a pearl covered with dust, do you want me to grind the rust off for you in the stream?"

Seeing that after the words came out, the sword did not move, Li Fuyao felt that it was acquiescing, and was about to reach out to pick up the sword, but at this moment, the sword suddenly turned horizontal, and the tip of the sword pointed at Li Fuyao.

Before Li Fuyao could react, the sword had already been stabbed when it said that it had been stabbed.

Although there is no sword energy, it is still menacing.