The monks would have a storage weapon, which was very ordinary and worthless, but if it was large enough to hold thousands of swords, it would be an excellent weapon.

The swordsman is famous, as long as one sword is enough, the requirements for storage magic weapons are extremely low, you can put down a few clothes, a few demon pills, Li Fuyao's storage magic weapons are not big, and you can't put down these thousands of swords.

If you want him to take them all, you are undoubtedly embarrassed for him.

And he didn't have the idea either.

It's just that I thought about taking three handles away before, but now it seems that I may be able to take some more, after all, these swords are placed in the place of Qingtianjun, and they are also tyrannical things.

Qingtianjun is a big demon, what do you do with a sword?

Li Fuyao took a deep breath, feeling the sword qi that filled it, and his face turned pale.

When he first went to the bottom of the Sword Mountain Cliff to get a sword, he felt those sword qi.

There are definitely a lot of swords under the cliff of Sword Mountain, but most of them are remnant swords, and the sword qi is not as strong as the intact swords now, not to mention, those swords are not as many as here.

Therefore, after a few years, Li Fuyao felt it again again.

Wrapped in countless sword qi.

The swordsman of the Taiqing Realm was smiling bitterly.

Qing Tianjun stood behind him, not having the slightest thought.

Li Fuyao thought about it, and a majestic sword aura was born on his body.

If someone is faced with so many sword qi and wants to give birth to a sword qi, it will undoubtedly be recognized as a provocation by those swords, but Li Fuyao's sword qi is not a provocation, but a harmony.

It was said in ancient books that there was a pair of musicians, one stroked the qin and the other played the sheng, which is harmony.

Li Fuyao gave birth to knowing the sword qi, and it was almost the same.

If you can't fight each other, you can only make peace.

The sword qi was born, and Li Fuyao slowly walked forward.

There are thousands of sword qi in it, and each one represents one of the swords.

These sword qi are different, some are graceful, some are calm, some are proud, and some are casual.

The sword is also alive.

Li Fuyao carefully felt one sword after another, his fingers swept over the body of one sword after another, although those sword qi did not deliberately harm him, but it also made a lot of cuts appear on his body, especially on his fingers.

About half an hour later, Li Fuyao stopped in front of a long sword with a simple shape.

The scabbard of the sword was still there, made of ebony.

Li Fuyao gently grasped the hilt of the sword.

Scenes flashed through my mind.

It was above the sea that a gray-shirted man held a sword and drew a sword against the demon in front of him.

Hearty.

Finally beheaded here.

The sword fell into the sea.

Li Fuyao drew his sword out of the sheath, and the sword body was snow-white.

There are two words engraved on it, ten miles.

This sword is called Ten Miles.

Li Fuyao smiled slightly and put away the sword.

Then keep walking.

Qingtianjun was a little bored.

He turned and walked into another room.

The room was simply furnished, with only one futon and a girl sitting on it.

The prettiest girl in the world.

At least in Qingtianjun's opinion, it is.

It's green locust.

She closed her eyes, but opened her mouth to ask, "He's coming?"

Qing Tianjun rubbed his head and said, "If you want to see it, you can see it." ”

Qinghuai did not speak.

Qing Tianjun asked, "Why do you just want to pick up the lost cultivation again?"

For her daughter, Qing Tianjun can only spoil her, before she left the realm, Qing Tianjun didn't say anything, let alone accuse anything, now she wants to take back the realm she lost before, Qing Tianjun won't say anything, but he doesn't understand it very well, obviously this girl chose to drop the realm, why do you choose to pick it up now.

Qinghuai closed his eyes and said calmly: "His qualifications are not as good as mine, he may not be faster than me, I will one day enter the sea first, the effect is the same, and no one will dare to bully him in the future." ”

Qingtianjun couldn't cry or laugh, where did this idea come from?

"Since my father wants to have a Canghai, then why can't it be me, I have become a Canghai, I can take care of myself, and I no longer need others to take care of me, I can marry whoever I want, and whoever is not satisfied, I will kill whomever I want. ”

These words are light and light, but they are very stubborn inside.

Qing Tianjun found that he was becoming more and more unable to understand his daughter's thoughts, and he sighed, "When your mother sees you like this, she will definitely let me marry you to that stupid boy immediately." ”

Qinghuai opened his eyes and smiled, "He's not stupid. ”

Qingtianjun was speechless, and there was no way to take his daughter.

Qinghuai stood up and looked at the man he was thinking about.

......

......

For more than three hours, Li Fuyao chose a total of four swords, and then walked out of this stone room with satisfaction, Qingtianjun appeared at the right time, rolled up his sleeves, and when Li Fuyao opened his eyes again, he returned to the street.

Qingtianjun is nowhere to be seen.

This big demon should not be seen again for a long time to come, and as for that girl, it seems that this is also the case.

Li Fuyao was a little disappointed, but shook his head and threw all those sad thoughts out of his mind.

Walk towards the liquor store.

In the middle of the night, as usual, an oil lamp is lit in the restaurant.

Li Fuyao knocked on the door, and then someone opened the door.

The wine seller looked at Li Fuyao's dress, and was a little shocked, "Why do you have so many swords?"

Li Fuyao was a little helpless, remembering what he said to Qingtianjun before, at that time, he saw thousands of swords, and said the same, but in comparison, he exclaimed when he saw thousands of swords, and the wine seller sighed when he looked at the swords on his body, or Li Fuyao was better.

He walked into the wine shop, untied his long sword, and placed it on the wine table.

Chen Sheng was puzzled: "Where did you get so many swords?"

Li Fuyao looked at the swords on the table, his face was bright, and he asked the wine seller to bring his sword box before he spoke.

"Ten miles, bright moon, tall buildings, grass is getting green. ”

"It's all good things for Qingtianjun. ”

Chen Sheng frowned, "Qingtianjun has so many swords?"

The wine seller brought the sword box, and Li Fuyao took the sword box, opened it, put all the swords in it, and then said, "He has thousands of swords." ”

This is undoubtedly a huge number, which makes Chen Sheng a little unable to sit still.

"I knew that it would be nice to let this girl Qinghuai steal a stalk for me. ”

Chen Sheng's face was full of some chagrin.

Li Fuyao was a little helpless, "The sword method of the 10,000-foot predecessor will allow me to have a lot of pseudo-natal swords, I want to think about it, at most, I will refine the nine handles, so I brought these swords." ”

Chen Sheng sighed and praised: "Before, I thought that your sword was a killing move, and after that, if you have so many more swords, if you fight the enemy again, the other party will suffer a big loss." ”

Li Fu shook his head and smiled, "Otherwise, I will refine all these swords in Qingtian City before leaving the city." ”

Chen Sheng snorted, "If you want to be beautiful, someone will always kick you out." ”

Li Fuyao smiled, in a good mood.

The wine seller took out two jars of wine at the right time.

The master and apprentice looked at each other and smiled.

Come on, don't get drunk and don't go home.

......

......

The night was deep, and after Qingtian City once again could not fight privately, the atmosphere in the city returned to the same as before, and there was no longer the slightest depression.

In the streets, a little girl wandered around, and behind her, a slender man with a sword hanging from his waist.

The little girl had a terrible scar on her face.

The man had his head down, unable to see clearly.

The little girl has a very rare surname.

Although there are not too few people with this surname.

But relatively speaking, it is also rare.

The swordsman behind him actually had a rarer surname.

His surname is Qiu.

It's called the autumn wind.

The little girl's surname is demon, called Demon Li.

The two men stood in the silence of the street, and did not speak, so it became quieter.

Qiu Fengman asked softly, "If you do this, Qingtianjun won't find out?"

Demon Li said indifferently: "You still know to take out the talisman so that Qingtianjun can't find out, I'm here, it's not better than your talisman?"

When Qiu Fengman heard this, he fell silent and stopped talking.

He's a dog now, and he shouldn't have talked much.

Demon Li led the autumn breeze through a street and stood still in front of a certain courtyard.

Without her talking, the autumn breeze had already walked into the courtyard.

A gray mist appeared in the palm of the demon li, enveloping the courtyard.

A moment later, a sword light appeared in the gray mist, and after another moment, Qiu Fengman walked out, holding a yellow demon pill in his hand, it seemed that it should be a demon cultivator in the twilight realm.

Demon Li didn't look at the demon pill, and said calmly: "The gluttonous clan has long been wiped out, but I have the exercises, if you want to become a climber, it's not a difficult thing." ”

Qiu Fengman frowned and said, "Canghai?"

Demon Li seemed to have heard some joke, and sneered: "The crooked way of the evil sect still wants to become a sea of cangs, daydreaming! Why was the gluttonous clan exterminated back then, and it wasn't because of this exercise?"

"If you kill people well, you can naturally go to Denglou, and when the time comes, except for Chao Qingqiu, which swordsman can't you kill?"

There are many things that cannot be said in the mood of this sentence.

Qiu Fengman suddenly asked, "Why do you hate swordsmen so much?"

You Li looked at him, laughing silently, the traces of terror on her face looked very weird, and she seemed to be very serious and asked, "Don't you deserve to die?"

Qiu Fengman looked at her and wanted to say something that shouldn't be.

But soon realized who he was.

So he was silent.

You Li didn't speak, and continued to walk forward.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

There are too many enemies in the clan.

She didn't say that she didn't care, she had to take care of it, so she could only start by killing people.

It's not a good thing though.

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The night was intoxicating, Li Fuyao and Chen Sheng both fell drunk on the table, and the pair of master and apprentice lay on the table and snored one after another.

The wine seller looked at the pair of master and apprentice and smiled bitterly.

The door of the liquor store was pushed open for the second time today.

A girl dressed in green clothes walked into the wine shop.

The wine seller smiled.

The girl walked into the liquor store, went straight behind the young man, looked at his slightly green chin, touched the stubble, took out a knife from her bosom, and gently shaved the stubble for him.

After scraping, he nodded with satisfaction.

Finally, he lowered his head and touched his cheek lightly.