Xiao Tong is indeed a sword, although Wang Bai has gone to heaven with a sword, but his human sword intent is still left in the world after all, there are countless swordsmen in this world, but they are all just swordsmen, but in the eyes of everyone, Xiao Tong Wang Er, has gone beyond the scope of swordsmen, in the eyes of Situ Haoran and Kejian, who are considered swordsmanship, Wang Er is a sword.

There are vicissitudes of righteousness in the world, but this righteous path can be maintained, and it is often carried forward by the child, Wang Bai himself is also a child, he dedicated his life to the sword, so he realized the deepest way of the sword in the world. It was precisely because he was a child that he saw the child's talent, brought him out of the stockade, and trained him to become his closed disciple, another sword in the world after Wang Bai.

"Little junior brother, why are you here?" When Kejian faced Wang Er, he changed his previous indifferent style, and the lines on his face became softer, Wang Er lowered his head a little shyly, and couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart when he answered: "The master asked me to come, the master became an immortal after the Tianmen, Lao Qing and I had nowhere to go, so we could only respect the master's order and came to the Da Lei Yin Temple." ”

Wang Er always refused to call Wang Bai his master, Wang Bai saved him and changed his fate after that, but in Wang Er's eyes, Wang Bai who saved him was like a master of the blue sky, even if he was in the Sword Valley, he refused to change his words, only called Wang Bai the master, and several of Wang Bai's disciples called him Mr. one by one.

"Has the master become an immortal?" Hearing this, Ke Jian was a little surprised, but he quickly understood what Wang Er meant, indeed, Wang Bai became an immortal, stepped through the legendary gate of heaven, and went to the boundless blue sky, what else can he become in addition to becoming an immortal, at least, he is regarded as an immortal, and there can be some worries in his heart, and there may be a period of meeting in the future.

"Well, the master should be happy when he becomes an immortal, he has studied the way of the sword all his life, and he has become an immortal with the way of the sword, and at that time every swordsman can't ask for something, the little junior brother should not be sad. Ke Jian comforted the little junior brother who was a little sad, and touched his head with his hand: "You have to know, even if the master becomes an immortal, then his eyes can still look at the world, if the master sees you so sad, if he wants to go down to the mortal world to see you, then it will take a lot of effort." ”

Hearing Kejian's words, Wang Er hurriedly shook his head, then looked up at the blue sky, as if he could really see the pair of kind eyes that looked at him on weekdays, and continued to speak: "The master has really become the master of the blue sky, I should be too late to be happy, it is a little uncomfortable, just because I am a little reluctant, Mr. Big, in a few years, I believe that we can also go to heaven to find the master, and then I will say hello to the master." ”

These words touched the deepest part of Kejian's heart, in the future, everyone can go to heaven, there is a way to break the sky in the world, and there is a way of sword in the heart, this is probably one of Wang Baiping's wishes in life, so he nodded heavily, but the old Qingniu under Wang Er's crotch glanced at Kejian with disdain, and that gaze was probably a little mocking: "I only know how to deceive an ignorant boy like Wang Er, if it is so easy to go to heaven in this world, how can there only be one Meng Chen, a pair of Daoguan masters and apprentices, and a stunned green swordsman for so many years?"

Feeling the disdain in his eyes, Ke Jian smiled and saluted the old green cow: "Uncle Shi is good, I haven't seen you for many days, Uncle Shi is stronger again, I don't know what instructions Uncle Shi has here?"

The old green cow shook his neck, turned around, the people next to it all retreated, the old green cow looked into the distance fixedly, there is a mountain in the distance, called Lingshan, there is a faint avenue view in the mountain, the old green cow was a little emotional, mooed twice, and then turned his head and continued to look at the guest sword.

"Could it be that the little junior brother also wants to hide the sword first and practice those so-called Taoism?" Ke Jian's tone was slightly disdainful, but Duan Chungang, the first owner of the old green cow, was a Taoist master, and when this word reached the ears of the old green cow, he couldn't help but feel a little harsh, so the old green cow screamed twice dissatisfied, and snorted several times in succession.

At this moment, the old monk Wukong, who relieved the siege of the old green cow, came slowly: "Kejian, a good hero descendant, but I think it's good to know a little bit about the kung fu of hiding the sword, isn't the three catties in your hand also hidden in the world for more than 20 years." ”

In Wukong's sound of relieving the siege, the old Qingniu Niu's eyes were round, and the eyes of the old monk were even more dissatisfied, once Wang Bai Lijian Valley, the old Qingniu at that time was still a little Qingniu, accompanied the talented Duan Chungang to congratulate, but someone asked Wang Bai why he built the Sword Valley, and the person was beaten by Wang Bai's sword, and the King Kong energy on his body was scattered with a sword.

But the old monk didn't pay attention to the old green cow, but looked at the guest sword very solemnly: "The better the sword, the more famous the sword, the more you have to learn to hide the edge, the best Tibetan characters in this world, who will abandon the avenue?"

Under the solemn gaze of the old monk, Situ Haoran also stepped down and patted Kejian's shoulder: "You and I are both people who cherish swords, I think, you should hide." ”

If the old monk's words are a bit like outsiders forcibly interfering in the internal affairs of Sword Valley, then although Situ Haoran, who was born in the academy, reminded Ke Jian to think deeply, because he understands swords, and compared to Sword Valley, the academy seems to understand the somewhat ethereal but real Haoran Qingtian, because the academy has a dean who understands the sky the most in his time, Guiguzi.

The world has given Guiguzi many praises, but the most unforgettable is "counting the heavens and the country and knowing the hearts of the people".

Under Situ Haoran's vigilance, Ke Jian looked at the sky with a somewhat complicated expression, and then turned to a kind face, and asked Wang Er: "Little junior brother, are you willing to go to the Great Dao to learn some Taoism?"

Sword Valley has always been unreasonable, because their reason is on the sword, Wang Bai once said: "Everyone has his own reason, the public says that the public is reasonable, and the mother says that the mother is reasonable, but if the reason doesn't make sense, others will force you to understand their truth, then don't forget that Sword Valley teaches you is a sword!"

Sword Valley has always been domineering, domineering is just like the name of Wang Bai's sword, hate the sky low, hate the sky too low to allow me, then I will take the sword and jump up to break the sky, there is a teacher like this, and the apprentice will naturally follow suit.

Wang Er doesn't understand the truth of Sword Valley, but he understands the truth of the old green cow, after leaving the village, Wang Er, who accompanies him every day, except for Wang Bai, is the old green cow, even in the Sword Valley, he is the most favored little junior brother, the little uncle in the eyes of the other three generations of disciples, but he has not dealt with other people much, in his opinion, since the Great Daoguan is Lao Qing's idea, then he will go up.

Therefore, Wang Er looked at the old green cow, and then turned his head to the guest sword and nodded firmly, the guest sword was a little relieved, but also a little confused, because between Wang Er's straight back, he seemed to hear a sword sound, and he seemed to hear the angry shout of the sword in Wang Bai's hand.

"Boy, do you know what a hidden sword is, in the words of those scholars you knew before, it is called Taoguang obscure, Lao Tzu has been hiding in front of you for so many years, and today let you see what the knife that Lao Tzu has hidden for so many years is like. The old drunkard's voice sounded untimely in the silence, he jumped onto the martial platform, drew his sword and pointed at the red robe standing in the corner in the distance and seemed out of place with everyone: "Li Gongyi, come to fight, before going to the Heavenly Palace, I will fulfill your wish." ”

The old drunkard's face was joking with some solemnity, those older generation and the younger generation each had their own rivers and lakes, and the opponent in the eyes of the old drunkard was only Li Gongyi, who also lived in the temple and resolutely devoted himself to the Southern Tang Dynasty martial arts who were far away from the rivers and lakes.

They all have a thing in their hearts that is rarely known to the world, the two once had a duel, the old drunkard at that time was depressed, because the shadow in his heart quietly left, but at that time, the Southern Tang army attacked Chu, vaguely aroused the killing intent in the heart of the old drunkard, if it was according to his temperament, it would be best to kill these Southern Tang troops directly, but he knew that he did not have this strength, so he went straight into the Southern Tang Dynasty with a single knife, and was ready to take Zhao Yi's life with a knife.

Li Gongyi once promised Li Gongyang that he would meet his three conditions, one of which was to protect Zhao Yi, so he was obligated to meet the old drunkard alone, at that time, he had just entered the realm of immortals, and the old drunkard was the realm of heavenly greatness and immortal Xiaocheng.

It was after that battle that the old drunkard really had some respect for this so-called Southern Tang Dynasty martial artist, and this thought has been until now, among the peers in the world, there are countless talents, but in the eyes of my Wang Qi, except for Li Gongyi, no one can enter my eyes, and no one is worthy of letting me draw a sword against each other!

The old drunkard pulled out his knife, and Li Gongyi, who had just entered the heavenly immortals, withstood the killing intent under the knife momentum, and danced with the wind in a red robe, a hundred miles away from Yangzhou City, Li Gongyi stood there alone, and the old drunkard couldn't move an inch.

The flying leaves in the sky are like knives and swords, and the weeds everywhere are like riotous minions, attacking the old drunkard one after another, the old drunkard first entered the heavens, and then entered the immortals, after breaking through all the obstacles, Li Gongyi relied on the little vitality between heaven and earth, sometimes escaped, sometimes persecuted, and his body was already covered in blood, but he still did not retreat.

It was not that the old drunkard couldn't take Li Gongyi's life, but in the few words he talked to Li Gongyi, he felt the same fate as himself, so he sympathized with the same disease, and he also saw that even if he entered Yangzhou City, under the planning of the black-robed scholar sitting in the stargazing pavilion, he couldn't hurt Zhao Yi in the slightest, so he planned to retreat.

Before retreating, he taught Li Gongyi what human qi is, in that battle, Murong Xue became the martial arts minister for the first time and appeared behind the old drunkard, and it was the martial arts minister that made the old drunkard very angry, and finally chose to retreat, and became Li Gongyi, who later advanced by leaps and bounds in the martial arts realm after this life-and-death battle, and fulfilled the real Southern Tang Dynasty martial arts talent later, Li Gongyi in red robe.

But Li Gongyi will always have regrets in his heart, except for the kind of feelings in his heart, his brother's wordless death, and half of the magic barrier in his heart, as a martial artist, there can be no fear in his heart, and under fear, he can only improve, so he has always wanted to prove himself, and has always wanted to be the first in this temple with Wang Qi again, he disdains to be in a high position in the so-called martial arts list, because the martial arts list is something that the laity enjoy themselves, the ninth and the first, in his eyes, there is no difference, like Wang Bai, Wukong, Duan Chungang, these people, how can they be named on the martial arts list, they are not unworthy, and they are disdainful.

But today is different, the old drunkard's initiative to invite the battle is exactly what he wants, in his eyes, whether it is the old monk who fought with the old drunkard in the jungle that day, or Situ Haoran and Kejian who aroused cheers on the martial platform before, it is not worth his personal action, because there are only two opponents in his eyes, one is Wang Qi, and the other is the high blue sky.

On the half of the face that was not covered by the mask, Li Gongyi smiled sincerely, and a breath of qi rose under his feet, holding him up and floating on the martial platform, like an immortal.

Some people in the audience who knew Li Gongyi and his person, or heard his name, unconsciously let out an exclamation, it turned out that Li Gongyi had also become a legendary sage.

The knife in the old drunkard's hand was unsheathed a little, and between that thread, there were countless chills, Li Gongyi chuckled, his left hand behind him, and his right hand pressed forward, as if he controlled the heaven and earth Yuan Qi to press on the handle of the knife, preventing the long knife from being pulled out.

Many people were clumsy and only saw that the posture of the two was ridiculous, and some people even said a dissatisfied tone, asking the two to step down, and among the people present, only a few people were solemn and ten, observing this rare battle.

"Kejian, if it's you on the field, can your sword be pulled out?" Situ Haoran felt the urgency of the momentum, and subconsciously sniffed the Kejian next to him with his eyes narrowed, the hem of Kejian's robe shook violently, and he deduced the momentum of Li Gongyi in his mind.

"I'm not sure, but even if you pull out your sword, you may not be able to beat him, but in the Sword Valley, if someone can, that's enough. Ke Jian's face was not the slightest frustrated, he looked at Wang Er, who was watching the two of them compete with some interest in his eyes, and felt a little relieved in his heart, there was a little junior brother in Sword Valley, and he would definitely not fall into the reputation of the master.

In the eyes of everyone like a torch, a clear sound started, the long knife has been half out of the sheath, there is already a knife qi flying on the martial platform, and even a knife qi has cut off half of Li Gongyi's hair, but Li Gongyi is still smiling, the right hands of both of them are trembling unconsciously, in the scabbard, there seems to be a dragon roar.

With the sound of the mighty dragon's roar, the old drunkard let out a long roar, the wooden sieve on the wine gourd on his waist suddenly opened, and the coercive immortal qi of Li Gongyi on the martial platform was sucked into the gourd, the dragon chant was crisp, the long knife was out of the sheath, and between the two, the battle intent began to collide wantonly, the killing intent on the blade was cold to the bone, in this warm spring, someone fell into the ice cave.