The old man is gone.

Whether it's a wisp of sword qi or a wisp of remnant soul, it's all a thing of the past.

It doesn't have to be too sentimental.

didn't bring out the sword box, so he could only hang Wanzhang Chang on one side of his side, and the other side hung green silk, which looked a little nondescript, but it could only be so.

After packing up the broken swords and robes, Li Fuyao walked out of here, closed the stone door, and returned to the previous stone cave.

Still illuminated with white bones.

The white bone that can be determined to be 10,000 feet, and the two thigh bones were taken away by Li Fuyao, but fortunately, the method was not on the leg bones, otherwise Li Fuyao would definitely regret his intestines.

Li Fuyao squatted down, carefully flipped over those white bones, and finally saw a line of dense small characters on the skull, it should be the sword method.

In fact, looking at the handwriting on this, it will definitely not be engraved, this sword immortal six thousand years ago, he doesn't want his secret method to be lost, he has already left a back hand, if he really dies here one day, the cave will naturally be able to see the light of day, and then this sword secret method may sink to the bottom of the river, and it is impossible to be known, and it may also be obtained by someone who is destined, and it is always unclear.

Li Fuyao took advantage of the firelight to memorize the method of the line of crosses, thought about it, and then went back with the white bones and put it with the robe.

Returning to the stone wall again, this time Li Fuyao stabbed out with a sword, and the stone wall finally left some traces.

Li Fuyao took two steps back, and the sword qi in the Spirit Mansion gushed out, like a river rushing, and a sword was handed out.

The sword flashed.

The sword qi swept wildly, and the stone wall collapsed with a bang.

A moment later, the river poured in.

Li Fuyao put away his sword and swam forward.

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The night was like ink, and it was still snowing heavily.

Bath was lying in that room, and someone came during the day, and the middle-aged Taoist priest in a bright yellow robe took the sword box away in front of Bath, who was indifferent.

Fortunately, he just took away the sword box, and he didn't pay attention to the bath, otherwise the big black donkey might not know how to jump and scold his mother.

The young boy stood by the window, looking at the big black donkey who had been lying on his stomach all day and had not moved, thinking about whether to throw him some forage, but after a while, he shook his head again, what if he ate the forage and on the boat, also

It's not that you have to clean up by yourself, it's better to do nothing, and if the donkey starves to death, you just don't do anything and eat it endlessly.

Donkey meat is still very good.

Feng Lu raised his eyes and glanced at the young man, thinking that if Lao Tzu didn't want to digest the last medicinal power, let alone you, even those two bull-nosed Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes would be beaten together.

Li Fuyao, that stinky boy, even if the realm is inferior to those two Taoist priests, how can he lose his life? Your fucking sword box has been taken away, and you haven't come back!

Thinking of this, Feng Lu was a little upset, you said that you bastard boy, you lost your life like this?

Before the big boat shook, Feng Lu naturally knew, but he didn't choose to find out, just lying on his stomach in the house, and when the shaking stopped, when the middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a bright yellow Taoist robe came to take away Li Fuyao's sword box, Feng Lu knew that Li Fuyao must have had an accident, but what happened, he didn't know.

Walking the rivers and lakes, life is important, such a simple truth, why don't you kid know it?

Fenglu sighed, and simply closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

......

......

The ship was not small, except for the guest rooms on the upper floor, and the bottom floor was the house where the handyman lived.

After a tiring day, the weather is freezing, and there is always something to do.

This is not the south, it will not be the same as Li Fuyao, so lucky, I happened to know a maid from the south, I can eat a few hot pots, and the handymen are eating mutton.

The man who loves to eat mutton shabu the most in the world is Qingtianjun, and no matter whether he eats mutton shabu or not, he will definitely be the most famous eater.

Therefore, the mutton he ate was not ordinary mutton, but the meat of the Bai Ze clan.

That kind of ethnic group that has existed since ancient times, except for Qingtianjun, no one else would ask Bai Ze to send so many disciples out of the clan every year because of his appetite.

The mutton shabu eaten by the handymen is naturally not the kind eaten by Qingtianjun, and the taste is naturally not as good, but in the eyes of the handymen, it is already an extremely good thing.

The room was filled with hot fog, and several men sat around the pot, and they put the mutton in the pot, but they had already poured the mutton into the pot, this kind of behavior, if it was put in the eyes of the gourmets, was purely insulting.

But these men don't think so much.

Filling their stomachs is what they should think.

Several men were putting meat in the pot, and someone brought a jar of wine from the stove next to him, poured a bowl for everyone next to him, and looked at the steaming wine, and suddenly someone said, "Today I saw a big fish in the water." ”

There is something strange about seeing fish, but as long as it is something that is said, it is naturally not an ordinary thing.

Soon someone chimed in, "I saw it too." ”

Someone even said, "The fish has a big head and a lot of sharp teeth. ”

"The Taoist priest who had already been on the boat was in the bow of the boat today, it seems that he was catching the fish, and the owner doesn't seem to be an ordinary person, will they be...... The gods of the mountains?"

This sentence is full of fear and doubt, but there is no reverence as it should be.

Someone whispered, "What if the owner finds out about that incident?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the room was immediately silent, and only the sound of boiling soup could be heard.

Someone said angrily: "How can I do it, since the owner is a fairy on the mountain, this amount of belly should be there, is it difficult to feel ......."

When it came to the end, the man was speechless.

Some of them are weak-hearted.

"The gods on the mountain don't treat the people under the mountain as human beings......"

A voice came out suddenly.

Someone was annoyed and said: "What can we do, we can't fight the owner's idea, the gods on the mountain kill people, it can't be as easy as stepping on an ant?"

There was a long silence again.

At this time, a thin man who had not spoken before put down the big bowl in his hand, swallowed the mutton in his mouth, and said indifferently: "If the owner knows these things, he will definitely kill us." ”

This statement is very affirmative, and no one refutes it.

After a while, someone whispered, "The owner is not easy to kill, right?"

This is nonsense, the owners are all immortals on the mountain, if it is easy to kill, then it will be fine.

No one wants to speak.

Until the door was kicked open.

Some wind and snow poured in.

But soon it was gone.

for the door was slammed shut again.

A soaking wet young man walked in, without saying a word, he went straight to get the dishes and chopsticks, sandwiched a few chopsticks and mutton, and even drank a sip of hot wine before asking, "How to kill?"

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