When he opened his eyes again, Li Fuyao's eyes were filled with a dry stone cave.

His eyes were full of darkness, and he even made Li Fuyao, a swordsman of the Green Silk Realm, only see about a foot in front of him.

Li Fuyao stretched out his hand and picked up a piece of white wooden stick beside him, smeared it with the tung oil he carried before, and only after igniting it did he see that the white wooden stick in his hand was a wooden stick, but a piece of white bone, next to Li Fuyao, there was a white bone, and this one in Li Fuyao's hand seemed to be his thigh bone.

Li Fuyao didn't rush to look around the surrounding environment, but squatted down and looked fixedly at the white bone with a sheathed long sword.

There are a few words not far from the long sword, and when you look at it, you feel vigorous and powerful, but it is difficult to hide your grief and indignation, "I don't know how noble the way of the sword is, but I hate that I stopped here!"

The helplessness and grief can be seen in the sentence.

Li Fuyao thought to himself that this must be a kendo senior, but why did he die here?

After reading this line and thinking that it was a sentence carved with a sword, Li Fuyao was about to reach out to take the sheathed long sword, but his hand stretched out, and before he touched the sword, he felt a cold air eroding his palm.

Li Fu frowned, withdrew his hand, and thought that even the original Xiaoxue was not necessarily like this, what is this sword made of?

The monks of the three religions also have a lot of requirements for natal weapons, whether it is pen, ink, paper, inkstone, or anything else, they all have to communicate with their own minds, and although the swordsmen all use swords, they also see whether they are in line with their minds.

There are so many sword scriptures in the world, there are so many kendoes, and naturally everyone's kendo is different, since this is the case, some people like cold and some people like heat, so when casting swords, swords that are more in line with their own hearts need special materials.

Li Fuyao once heard that there was cold iron overseas, so he used it to forge a sword, and the sword body could produce a layer of frost that was neither deep nor shallow in the hot summer.

Think of the sword on this white bone's body.

Li Fuyao used the sword qi to force out the cold qi in his palm, gave up the idea of picking up the sword, stood up, took the white bone in his hand, thought about it, and picked up another piece of white bone and pinned it to his waist.

Using white bones as torches, Li Fuyao looked behind him with the help of the firelight, and could only see a stone wall, which was smooth.

This should still be the bottom of the river, but it should be a stone cave that has been separated.

Li Fuyao pulled out his waist

Jian Qingsi handed out a sword, leaving only a string of sparks on the stone wall, and other than that, not even a single sword mark was left.

The Green Silk Sword was not a mortal thing, and he was a swordsman of the Green Silk Realm, and the two were combined, but they didn't even leave a sword mark, Li Fuyao somewhat understood why the sword dao senior died here.

Adjusting his mentality, putting away the sword and returning the sheath, Li Fuyao walked to the side of the cave, and under the light of the fire, he could see the mottled sword marks on the stone wall.

Li Fu frowned, drew his sword and tried to hand it out again.

Like the previous stone wall, there is still a string of sparks left, but other than that, nothing remains.

Li Fuyao smiled bitterly, this swordsman who can leave sword marks on it, I'm afraid it will also be in the twilight realm, right?

Li Fuyao glanced down at the white bones on his waist and said in a low voice, "Seniors are not strange. ”

Walking along this not spacious road, Li Fuyao walked slowly, for fear that there would be a mechanism in this stone cave, if so, he might not die so easily.

Ten thousand arrows pierced the heart, or was it cut down by a bunch of axes?

Li Fuyao took out the white bone from his waist and slowly poked it to the ground, not knowing how cautious he was.

After walking a short distance, Li Fuyao saw a few big characters on the wall like silver hooks and iron paintings by the firelight, "My generation of swordsmen, a sword qi is 90,000 miles long!"

The sword intent remains!

Li Fuyao just glanced at it, and found that his eyes were stinging, and he had to look away.

The things left by the predecessors, with the length of time, the strength is different, and it also depends on whether the predecessors want to hurt people, such as the line of words that Li Fuyao saw in Chen Guo's Wanbao Pavilion before, although it is still extraordinary, but the Mr. Wang Fugui who left the handwriting does not have too much malice, so there is no tendency to hurt people.

The owner of these words didn't think about hurting people, but the sword qi was too strong, and after the pen was written, the sword qi overflowed and lasted for a long time.

Li Fuyao smiled bitterly, he thought that if he could leave sword marks in the stone cave, he should be a swordsman in the Twilight Realm, but now that he looks at these words, he feels that this should be the Spring and Autumn Realm to have such a power.

Standing here for a moment, Li Fuyao really felt that if that senior was still alive, he should be a swordsman who was not inferior to Chao Qingqiu.

So I felt even more guilty.

He sighed and walked on

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At the end of the road, there is a stone staircase.

Li Fuyao walked down the stone stairs, going around and around, and he didn't know how long he walked.

The front suddenly opened up.

It is no longer a dark scene, but faintly visible.

Li Fuyao extinguished the white bones, and then walked forward slowly, putting his hand on the green silk, waiting for the sword to come out.

There is even more pill in his mouth.

His belongings, except for the sword nineteen and the sword case, are all on his body.

Li Fuyao suddenly remembered that he didn't have the red lantern under the ancestor Xu Lone?

It's confusing.

Li Fuyao walked forward, looked up and saw that the front was flat and spacious, and there was a quaint stone gate at the front.

There is a stone statue in front of the stone door, the man is dressed in fluttering clothes, a long sword hangs from his waist, one hand is pressed on the sword, the other hand is behind him, and when he gets closer, the corner of the man's mouth seems to be smiling.

Sword eyebrows, starry eyes, looking ahead, looking at the mountains and rivers!

Li Fuyao's gaze moved to the stone gate, and there was a line of words on both sides of the stone gate.

"The sword immortals in the world are like stars. ”

"Only I am Haoyue!"

If the line of words in front of the white bones I saw at the beginning was a sigh for the lofty way of the sword and the fact that I couldn't go too far, and the later line of words was self-confidence, then these two sentences here.

What is shown is undisguised conceit!

How high does a person's kendo cultivation have to be to be able to say such a thing?

Now the only sword immortal in the mountains and rivers, Chao Qingqiu, is afraid that he can't say such a thing.

It's not because Chao Qingqiu's sword path is not high, it's just because there is no one else on his side, he is standing in the middle of the sea, is it possible that he will bow his head and say such a thing to the rest of the swordsmen?

But this one, this is not taking the sword immortals in the world in his eyes?

Li Fuyao only felt a tingling scalp, and his gaze continued to move downward, and he saw two words not far away.

In just an instant, Li Fuyao was in a trance.

This is Li Fuyao, he has not only seen Chao Qingqiu sword out, but also had the honor of standing side by side with Qingtianjun.

Xu Lian, the ancestor of Jianshan, took good care of him.

If it were the rest of the swordsmen, they were afraid that when they saw these two words, they would cry bitterly on the spot.

Because these two words are willow lane.

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