Xu Lin went to pick up the lantern and looked at the city, the overwhelming sword aura was raging, making the entire border town feel terrified.

Ordinary people may not understand the meaning of this sword qi, but they can also feel a sense of oppression in their instinctive consciousness.

Lin Hongzhu glanced at Zhou Xuance and didn't say much, but quickly turned around.

This Demon Sect Leader was injured by Xu Lone's sword, and now it is no longer a realistic thing to trouble this Zhou Xuance, who is also in the realm of ascending the tower, for the sudden attack of the old ancestor of Sword Mountain, Lin Hongzhu didn't expect it, but in fact, it is not so strange, Lin Hongzhu has already guessed a lot of things.

Someone released a message asking him to kill Zhou Xuance, the purpose was naturally not because someone wanted Zhou Xuance to die, but the attention should be on Gu Yuan, he was just a chess piece.

But this chess piece is really not so easy to hold in the hand, a monk who has ascended the building realm, or the Demon Sect Leader back then, except for the saint, who else dares to say that he will definitely be able to hold this Demon Sect Leader in the palm of his hand?

So there are a lot of variables in this matter.

But whether it is Luan Xiang who is hidden in the city, Zhou Xuance himself, or the green-shirted Confucian who is already dead and can no longer die, no one can imagine that Li Fuyao, who is dispensable in this game, is the biggest variable.

Because of the thoughts and behaviors of the Confucian in green shirts, he actually let the old ancestor on Sword Mountain who had not walked in the world for many years go down the mountain.

A swordsman who ascended the stairs.

It's horrible.

Zhou Xuance didn't make a move to stop Lin Hongzhu, who was already seriously injured, not because he was unwilling, but because he was really afraid of the old ancestor of Jianshan who was still in the city.

Zhou Xuance, who was holding up an oil-paper umbrella, walked a few steps, he really couldn't understand why a young swordsman who was just the second realm of a swordsman could be shocked to go down the mountain when he was killed?

This kind of thing, not to mention him, I'm afraid that even the head of the largest academy in the world of learning can't think clearly.

If it is said that this swordsman is withering, Sword Mountain already attaches such importance to even a disciple of the second realm, and it is not realistic.

The only way to say it is that this young swordsman has already made that sword mountain pay attention to it.

Zhou Xuance was silent, what is going on in this world now, he finally went out once, and met such a freak, which made him feel speechless.

went to find the little girl Gu Yuan under the eaves, Gu Yuan held a bunch of cold food, raised his head and asked, "Uncle Shi, is Li Fuyao dead?"

Zhou Xuance was stunned, he really hadn't thought about it.

That's right, if it was really that young man who was killed, it would be logical to make this Sword Mountain Old Ancestor furious.

Zhou Xuance, who could figure this out, was suddenly a little embarrassed, because he didn't know how to speak in the face of Gu Yuan.

Gu Yuan's eyes soon turned red, and he choked up: "Uncle Shi, is Li Fuyao really dead?"

Zhou Xuance comforted softly: "Not necessarily, if he is really dead, I'm afraid that Lin Hongzhu won't be able to leave." ”

Gu Yuan lowered his head and ignored Zhou Xuance, just kept crying.

Zhou Xuance touched the little girl's head and said softly: "It's useless to guess, let's go and see?"

Gu Yuan raised his head and was about to run to the inn.

Zhou Xuance grabbed her, "Not there." ”

Gu Yuan raised his head, his face full of doubts.

Over there in the city.

The old ancestor stuffed the lantern into Li Fuyao's arms, sat on the ground, and didn't care whether his clothes were wet with rain, Xu Lian, who was tired, raised his hand, looked at Li Fuyao beside him, and asked with a smile: "Little guy, have you encountered anything interesting these days since you went down the mountain?"

Li Fuyao nodded, so he also sat next to the old ancestor and told Xu Xiao what he had seen and heard these days.

Speaking of the little girl Wen Yao, talking about the river demon and the lady, talking about the Wang Shi Daoist, and finally talking about the girl's sword embryo Bai Zhi and how to look at Uncle Liu Yibai in Dayu Jianghu.

The old ancestor laughed and said: "Before your Uncle Liu was driven off the Sword Mountain by me, he liked to tell his fellow disciples and brothers about his affairs on the rivers and lakes on the mountain, in the past, I thought that this bastard was talking nonsense, but now it seems that it is still not false at all, and it is as true as his sword qi." ”

Li Fuyao said helplessly: "Uncle Liu is actually very serious. ”

The old ancestor shook his head, "You little guy and I know that kid?"

Li Fuyao smiled bitterly.

The old ancestor looked at the sword box next to Li Fuyao and asked, "Qingsi and Xiaoxue, which of the two swords is more suitable?"

Li Fu shook his head and said bluntly: "Qingsi." ”

The old ancestor rubbed his brows, "I originally thought about giving you the old thing, but you have Qingsi and Xiaoxue, it doesn't mean anything to give you a sword again, this time may be the last goodbye, ask again, do you want this old thing?"

Li Fuyao still shook his head this time, "Don't." ”

The old ancestor tugged at the corners of his mouth, "The swordsman in the world, if I ask if you want my sword, only you dare to say that." ”

Li Fuyao smiled, but there was no smile.

The old ancestor couldn't open his eyes a little, so he didn't say anything more, just stood up and looked at Li Fuyao, "The last time we meet, little guy, do you want to see the master make a sword again?"

Li Fuyao nodded.

Xu Lin laughed, "I can't help it if I want to see it, the master's last strength is going to be saved to return to Sword Mountain, but I haven't seen your little guy hand out a subtle sword move, so it's a little boring." ”

Li Fuyao lowered his head.

Xu Lin rubbed Li Fuyao's head for the third time, and finally instructed: "Little guy, if you have a sword at your waist, you can make sense in your heart, you don't have to think too much about it, and if you don't lose face, the master doesn't care." ”

Li Fu shook his head and was about to reply, but when he looked up, he could still see Xu Lone's figure.

This Sword Mountain Ancestor came and went in a hurry.

Li Fuyao stood in place, stunned.

Before, the old ancestor put his hands behind his back when he stood up, but Li Fuyao clearly saw that the old ancestor's hands were trembling slightly, and the sword before was not easy.

And the old ancestor's old posture is not fake, but real.

It is very likely that this old ancestor will appear in the world for the last time, and after this trip out of the sword, he has exhausted the last things, and it is almost twilight to return to the sword mountain.

Therefore, Li Fuyao was really a little sad, how could this old ancestor die of old age so easily.

——

Lin Hongzhu met Luan Ping who had gone and returned outside that school.

Luan Ping, who was still dripping blood from his abdomen, was not surprised at all, seeing this white-haired and red-robed Demon Sect Master, this old man simply sat at the door

On the threshold, he waved his hand indiscriminately and said: "If you want to kill, kill it, the old man first took a sword from that old madman, and then was beaten by you, the leader of the Demon Sect, and death is not unjust." ”

Lin Hongzhu frowned and said, "You, a monk who has climbed the tower, don't go to the mountains to stay, but roll in the secular dynasty, why?"

Luan Ping snorted, "Why, why do you think it is? If you can't see the end of that road ahead and find something to do, who will be able to do these pickled things when they are full?"

Lin Hongzhu sneered: "So you have to calculate me?"

Luan Ping said nonchalantly: "It's just a deal, I'll help those sneaky guys plan, they give the old man what he wants, and the old man will give them what they want, why not?"

Lin Hongzhu snorted coldly, didn't answer, just walked straight over and sat next to Luan Ping.

Luan Ping gloated and asked, "How is it, how does Xu Lone's old guy's sword taste?"

Thinking of that sword, the Demon Sect Leader had a strange expression, "Xu Lin is obviously already at the end of the strong crossbow, but the power of a sword is still terrifying, and the swordsman's killing power is the best in the mountains and rivers, it is really not nonsense, I want to see what those swordsmen looked like when they were in high spirits six thousand years ago, could it be that they walked with their heads facing the sky?"

Luan Ping spat out a mouthful of blood, "Almost, back then, those sword immortals were in charge of the mountains and rivers, and the swordsmen were able to produce many people, you provoked a swordsman, but no one helped, but can you think of the situation that ten or twenty years later, this swordsman will leave you far behind? There is no monk in the world who holds a grudge more than a swordsman, and no one really dares to say that he has stabilized a certain swordsman all his life, those guys, like killing people and killing demons, are very sharp." ”

Lin Hongzhu frowned, what is Lisuo?

Luan Ping glanced at Lin Hongzhu, and said to himself: "If you, the Demon Sect Master, had practiced swords, I was afraid that no one would be able to provoke you, what is Zhou Xuance?"

Lin Hongzhu was silent.

Luan Ping covered his lower abdomen and said softly: "Lin Hongzhu, the old man calculated you before, and now he wants to do a big thing with you, can you do it?"

"What's the matter?" Lin Hongzhu was careless.

Luan Pingzheng asked, "Do you want to tell your truth to the world?"

Lin Hongzhu looked sideways.

Luan Ping laughed and said: "In the Yanling Dynasty, you don't have this opportunity in one day, so establishing a new dynasty is the only way!"

Lin Hongzhu pointed to the clouds.

Not much to say, but already clear.

Luan Ping said heroically: "Could it be that you, Lin Hongzhu, don't believe that one day you will become one of the saints in the clouds?"

Lin Hongzhu sneered.

Luan Ping said sincerely: "Lin Hongzhu, Confucianism orthodoxy says that you are a heretic and a demon sect, but I Luan Ping doesn't think so, all theories in the world should survive and be allowed to develop, as for right and wrong, the world will look at it, not just one or two families!"

Lin Hongzhu's face was expressionless, "With your words, it's very good to deceive Lin Hongzhu fifty years ago." ”

Luan's flat color was embarrassing.

Lin Hongzhu turned to leave.

"The dynasty is falling, if the cloud saint doesn't care, I, Lin Hongzhu, will never believe it, at least before I become holy, it will never be possible for the world to listen to the doctrine, if you have the ability, give it a try, if one day I Lin Hongzhu stands in the clouds, you are still alive, I Lin Hongzhu will definitely stop the saints in the clouds for you!"

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