Chapter 462: Time is a Thief
No matter who wants to compete for the position of the head of the Sword Mountain.
can't match Chao Qingqiu's words.
As long as that Sword Immortal expresses his thoughts, the position of the Sword Mountain Sect Leader will be decided.
Chao Qingqiu has the supreme right to speak, and if he wants to be the head of Sword Mountain, he naturally has to get his green eyes.
But who knows Chao Qingqiu's thoughts?
Who knows what this sword immortal thinks?
Sanliang was a little melancholy, he had been under this cliff for six thousand years, and he had been facing those swords all day long, before he saw Xu Yan and Zhou Qing, in addition to seeing the young man in green shirt once, the most seen was Chao Qingqiu.
He knew very well how bitter and tiring that sword immortal was, but it had been thousands of years since the swordsman's lineage withered, and it had been almost three hundred years since Chao Qingqiu became a sword immortal...... Ruthless.
Some people may think that this is because Chao Qingqiu's kendo cultivation is already high enough, so high that these saints have a sense of powerlessness, so they can make requests and ask these saints to accept them.
Sanliang knew that it was not because Chao Qingqiu's kendo cultivation was so high that he did these things, but because of other reasons.
If you don't have any attachment to the world anymore, why are you so impatient?
"If you want to talk about suffering, who in this world can compare with him?"
Sanliang pinched a chess piece, looked into the distance, and then said with some sadness.
There are many kinds of sadness in this world, everyone is different, he can't wait for Liu Xiang to be sad, Chao Qingqiu is forced to leave the world, and it is also sad.
Siliang didn't know what Sanliang was talking about, but she did feel Sanliang's sadness, she pressed Sanliang's shoulder, and then gently rubbed it for him.
Xu Yan picked up his little girl and walked out the door.
There are many people who are tired in this world, but the most tiring ones are the swordsmen.
"No matter who is the head of the Sword Mountain, as long as it is beneficial to the swordsman, I agree. ”
Before Xu Yan left, he left one last sentence.
Zhou Qing held the woman's words and yawned, "I'm not so idle, no matter who is in charge, as long as he can convince me...... A daughter-in-law will be. ”
When Zhou Qing said these words, he seemed to be a little irresponsible.
But the woman nodded and said to Sanliang, "I'll take a good look." ”
It's kind of ridiculous.
Sanliang frowned, and suddenly said self-deprecatingly: "These things shouldn't be something that my sword should think about, I know when that guy from Liuxiang will come back......"
Zhou Qing didn't want to listen to these words, in fact, except for practicing swords by himself, this swordsman who climbed the stairs was not interested in the secrets of any other swordsmen, and if he had this time, it was better to stay with the woman next to him for a while.
So it didn't take long for Zhou Qing to leave the bamboo building.
The two men came to the creek.
Stop.
The woman asked, "Is there anything strange in this creek?"
Zhou Qing nodded, "It's about ten thousand sword qi." ”
The woman sighed, took off her shoes and socks, and then found a stone by the stream and sat down, and put her foot in, and the soles of her feet met the stream, and soon there was a sharp sword qi swimming in the stream.
There were a lot of mottled blood marks on those jade feet.
Blood flowed down the stream to some unknown place.
The woman frowned slightly, turned her head and shouted Bao.
Zhou Qing didn't say anything, just looked at her sideburns, which had already grown a lot of gray hair.
They have all lived for hundreds of years, he is still in the realm of climbing the building, and there are still many years to live, even this appearance can be maintained for many years, but the woman in front of him has a low realm, and she has not made an inch for many years, just like a flower, when it opens, it will be destroyed.
Why do the monks on the mountain and the people on the mountain have all kinds of scruples if they say that they want to be united?
At the end of the practice, I am often alone.
It's rare to see a situation where you are flying together.
The road is difficult and dangerous, and many people say that it is good to have someone to accompany you for a ride.
But since it is destined to be one person to stop halfway in the end, and the other person to walk alone on the avenue, how many people are willing to join hands with others to see the short scenery?
It should not be much.
But Zhou Qing is one of them.
He looked at the white hair growing from the woman's sideburns, suddenly bent down to look at her face, which was also young, and said softly, "If you leave, I will come to look for you." ”
Hearing this, the woman frowned and said, "You have more important things to do." ”
Zhou Qing's smile was like water, and his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, "In this world, nothing is more important than you." ”
It's just that the blood flows in the stream, and the red that is quickly washed away is so sad.
There are many enemies in this world, but time is undoubtedly the most powerful.
No one beats.
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Jianshan is still so noisy, in addition to the swordsmen, there are also many monks or martial artists who come to admire, the reopening of Jianshan has already spread, and many people want to become a swordsman with a sword in hand, and the world can go anywhere.
So at the foot of Sword Mountain, from time to time, there are swordsmen who find their favorite disciples, but only a small part of the crowd who come here.
Between the mountains, there are many monks of the three religions who are silently watching this side.
No one showed their figures.
Just looking at Sword Mountain.
After the reopening of Sword Mountain, it is necessary to choose a Sword Mountain to teach, and then it will begin to rebuild, so that many swordsmen can enter Sword Mountain, and then Sword Mountain will re-represent the swordsman lineage and protect the swordsmen in this world.
It's like the school palace and the sinking mountain.
The meaning of this seems to give the swordsmen who have always been lonely ghosts a home, of course, it is impossible for all swordsmen to enter Sword Mountain, but with Sword Mountain, and without Sword Mountain, it is always two different things.
The sword mountain is strong enough, and the swordsmen in this world will have more confidence to walk and travel.
It's like you have a distant relative who is a big official in Luoyang City, although your relationship with him is not so close, but there is always some relationship, and you are naturally much smoother in the officialdom.
Therefore, it is necessary for the appearance of Sword Mountain.
The three religions were not allowed before, but now they can't be allowed.
It's that simple.
The ruined temple at the foot of Sword Mountain was the only place where they could live, and several Spring and Autumn Realm swordsmen lived in it.
These days have been ignoring the outside world.
The ruined temple that originally had three statues is gone, just a pile of dirt.
Chen Sheng dragged out a wine jar from somewhere, then took out two bowls and handed them to Ye Feixian beside him.
This sword cultivator, who had already broken an arm, was really much more pleasing to the eye than many people in Chen Sheng's eyes.
He pointed to the dirt and said with a smile: "My Senior Brother Liu is only afraid that he has some attainments in sword qi than most of the swordsmen in the world, but he is just unlucky. ”
Ye Feixian held the wine bowl and asked, "What happened to your Sword Mountain back then?"
Ye Feixian lived in seclusion in the South China Sea all the year round to study kendo, almost isolated from the world, he didn't know most of what happened in Sword Mountain, but he knew that one day Guan Zhu Liang also went to Sword Mountain, and then Sword Mountain had been closed, as for when the old ancestor Xu Lin died, why Sword Mountain was closed, he didn't know at all.
Chen Sheng spread his hands, there was civil strife in Jianshan back then, and several senior brothers turned their backs on Jianshan, this matter has always been a shame for Jianshan, even now, Sheng Liang has died, and the autumn wind is full of nowhere to be found, Chen Sheng is reluctant to mention this matter.
He took a sip of his wine, his eyes glazed over.
seems to think of Xie Lu, the best woman in the world.
It would have been possible for him to go hand in hand with her.
Even if it is the last one to go, it may not be possible to say who will go first.
But it's always possible to go hand in hand, and that's good.
Ye Feixian also took a sip of wine and asked calmly, "How long do we have to wait here?"
He asked how long he had to wait, naturally thinking about how long it would take to solve the matter of Sword Mountain.
In other words, when will the Sword Mountain Sect be elected.
Chen Sheng said with a smile: "You don't want to be the head of this Sword Mountain, and the burden will naturally fall on those two young people." ”
Ye Feixian thought about the young man in Whitefish Town before, and asked with some uncertainty: "He is just too Qingjing, can he afford it?"
What an important position the Sword Mountain Sect holds, it would have been a very surprising thing to let a young man sit on it, and even more so if he was still a swordsman in the Taiqing Realm.
It doesn't matter how famous the young man is.
Chen Sheng shook his head, "Maybe it's another young man." ”
He knew that his apprentice didn't have such great ambitions, and he knew that his master and nephew would have ambitions.
It's just that in comparison, Wu Shanhe seems to be less famous than Li Fuyao.
How to qualify.
Ye Feixian didn't know, because he didn't know what Chen Sheng was talking about.
Chen Sheng rubbed his cheeks, took a sip of wine, and sighed: "After all, this world is young people. ”
Ye Feixian didn't know what he was thinking, and finally said, "The future is theirs." ”
Young people are the future, but now too?
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"I feel like the world is ours now.
The door of the ruined temple was pushed open.
A young man stood at the door, he looked at Chen Sheng, and saluted seriously.
Chen Sheng knew him and knew that his name was Yanle.
His realm is very good, and now he is a swordsman of the Taiqing realm.
It's just that no matter how good he is, he is not qualified to speak like this in front of the two Spring and Autumn Realm swordsmen.
The reason is still because of the old man behind him.
He had white hair and a short stature, but there were countless sword intents in his eyes.
He looked at Chen Sheng, expressionless.
Chen Sheng said a little sentimentally: "You are so old, why do you still want to fight?"
The old man said indifferently, "Why can't you?"
Chen Sheng said: "Since you have this idea, why didn't you come out at the beginning, but now that you come out, it will be too ugly." ”
The old man said, "If you don't want to stand up, don't worry why the old man wants to stand up." ”
It's extremely straightforward.
"Who doesn't want to be the head of the Sword Mountain, if they really don't want to, I'm afraid there is something wrong with their brain. ”