The Sword Mountain at the end of autumn is no different from the past, the sword trees on both sides of the mountain road are still the same, and there will be no changes throughout the year, but there are many more disciples on the Sword Mountain than before, and they are full of vitality.

This Jianshan, in recent years, has experienced many major events, from the beginning only Li Fuyao and Wu Shanhe two third-generation disciples, and then the ancestor died on the Jianping, and then Jianshan was forced to close the mountain, and then a few years later, Chao Qingqiu opened the canopy with a sword in Baiyu Town, reopened Jianshan, and then Jianshan selected the master, and there were many turmoil, in short, it was not easy to get to this point.

Li Fuyao didn't have much to do in Sword Mountain, except for the first three years of sword practice, the rest of the time, he was basically wandering around the world, and it was rare to stop somewhere, and now he climbed Sword Mountain, for Li Fuyao, it was a revisit to the old place, quite a sigh, walking on the mountain road, looking at the sword light that was born from time to time, Li Fuyao's expression was quite flat.

Many disciples of Sword Mountain looked at Li Fuyao's dress, and they all felt a little weird, thinking that it was a certain swordsman from the rivers and lakes, and this time he climbed Sword Mountain in order to worship Sword Mountain and officially start studying kendo.

Therefore, on Li Fuyao's way up the mountain, many disciples cast a kind glance at him, and most of the Sword Mountain disciples were laughing as far as they could see.

In the autumn breeze, it also looks very warm.

Most of those disciples are still disciples of the first three realms of swordsmen, and few of them have crossed the first three realms and come to the fourth realm of Qingsi, the realm can be said to be not too high, if it is placed in Shen Xieshan or the School Palace, there will not be so many disciples with low realms.

It's just that Sword Mountain is in ruins, and with such a scene, it is already very good.

Walking on the mountain road, Li Fuyao could also whisper to the disciples of Sword Mountain, of course, not talking about him, but lamenting the current situation in Sword Mountain.

From their words, Li Fuyao learned that there was an old ancestor on this mountain.

This old ancestor is not the previous ancestor Xu Lone, but Xu Lone's master, the sword mountain master before the old ancestor Xu Lone, called Meng Jin, regardless of qualifications or realm, there is no one on this mountain to compare.

In fact, even if Chao Qingqiu is still alive, when he meets this old master, he must be courteous to his juniors.

It should have been a good thing that there was an extra swordsman on the mountain, but from the words of the disciples of the sword mountain, it was not necessarily true.

From their words, it can be known that since the old master went up the mountain, there have always been mountain swordsmen who want him to come out again to preside over the overall situation, this kind of voice, in the current mountain, is actually not low, although from spring to autumn, this kind of call has always existed on the entire sword mountain, but the old master has not paid attention to it at all, the whole sword mountain is not very stable, but to a certain extent, it is not chaotic.

But some people know that this chaos is not chaotic, and it depends on the calm surface of the lake, if it is really going to be chaotic, it is really an unclear thing.

Li Fuyao walked all the way, and until he washed the sword pool, he could hear those idle words falling in his ears.

When it was about to approach the Sword Washing Pool, two Sword Mountain disciples appeared on both sides of the mountain road, they were two young faces, they glanced at Li Fuyao, and said in unison: "The forbidden land of Sword Mountain, if you are not a disciple of my Sword Mountain, you are not allowed to enter." ”

There is nothing else in the words, neither condescending nor pleasant.

Li Fuyao is not a disciple of Jianshan, this is the current situation caused by the beginning of sword training, but Li Fuyao and Jianshan are still inextricably linked.

Li Fuyao glanced at the two Sword Mountain disciples, didn't say anything, turned around and left from here, he didn't have to do anything to wash the Sword Pool, since he stopped him, he didn't go.

It's just that when Li Fuyao came to the sword floor again, he was also stopped.

Li Fuyao frowned, this time he didn't turn around and leave, but lifted the robe around his waist, revealing the piece of sword jade.

That piece of sword jade can prove Li Fuyao's identity as a worship in Sword Mountain, and the two disciples who are guarding here look at such a piece of sword jade with some disbelief in their eyes.

After entering the Sword Mountain, it is natural to know the things on the mountain, such as this enshrined jade pendant, that is, the swordsman on this mountain will be assigned to 369 and so on, and those who can become the head of the Sword Mountain will naturally be divided into 369 and so on, Wu Shanhe took out a few pieces of the jade pendant enshrined in the Sword Mountain, but it is not too high-grade, such as the sword jade on Li Fuyao's waist, and no one will be able to wear it in the entire Sword Mountain.

But Kendama is not fake.

The two disciples quickly let go, and as Li Fuyao walked slowly, one of the disciples opened his mouth and asked, "Could it be Senior Uncle Li?"

Although Li Fuyao is not a disciple of Jianshan, he is equivalent to Wu Shanhe, the master of Jianshan, and now there are mostly three generations of disciples on the mountain, and it is not for nothing that he calls him an uncle, in fact, even Zhao Dabao, who has only been on the mountain for a short time, has become a little uncle in their mouths.

Li Fuyao ignored these two disciples, and went straight to ask Jianping, where is the place where the old ancestor Xu sat down, before he actually took a good look, but he never had a chance, and now he returned to Jianshan, he naturally wanted to take a look.

Climb the Wenjian Ping, you can see the whole picture of the Sword Mountain.

This is the place with the widest view on Sword Mountain, and there are many disciples who practice swords here on weekdays.

Now that the sun was setting, two or three Sword Mountain disciples could still be seen in the distance discussing with each other.

Li Fuyao stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the sea of clouds illuminated by the setting sun, and did not speak, but sighed a little inexplicably.

This time, he didn't expect that he had been practicing swords for more than fifteen years.

I still remember that when he mentioned the sword, he was just a teenager, but at this age, if it were placed in the ordinary world, he would already be the age when he should marry a wife and have children.

It's no wonder that Li's father and mother have been nagging him all the time, wanting him to have a child.

The past is like yesterday, and now when I look at it, it is mostly remembrance.

"The sunset is very good, but there are not many people who have time to see it, and the disciples on the mountain are all thinking about practicing their swords, and few people have noticed the scenery here. ”

I don't know when, Wu Shanhe has already stood beside him, this Sword Mountain Sect Leader who is still dressed in formal clothes has a calm expression, although he is not very old, but there is nothing on his face about what he should be young.

As the head of the Sword Mountain, he naturally needs to be steady.

The realm is not enough, but it is more steady.

"Senior brother. ”

shouted Senior Brother, and Li Fuyao's mind was taken back.

Wu Shanhe looked at the golden sea of clouds and said softly: "You just went up the mountain, have you heard the news that your ancestor has returned to the mountain?"

Li Fuyao nodded, Meng Jin went up the mountain, this matter was the thing he heard the most when he stood on the mountain road, and he naturally knew it.

There's no reason not to know.

"Then did you hear the gossip on the mountain?"

Li Fuyao didn't speak, these things shouldn't have been his worries, the ancestor asked Wu Shanhe to take charge of Sword Mountain, from that time on, that Sword Mountain was Senior Brother's, he shouldn't think too much.

"What did the master do after he went up the mountain?"

Either way, ask the things that need to be asked.

On the day he went up the mountain, he beckoned to take many swords from the sword washing pool on the mountain road, and picked one and gave it to Zhao Dabao. ”

Li Fuyao frowned.

Some people can only see that this is Meng Jin's love for Zhao Dabao, and they do not hesitate to take the sword for him personally, but Li Fuyao only needs to think about it slightly to know what is contained in the matter.

Doing this in full view of everyone, it is no wonder that after going up the mountain, many disciples of the Keqing of Sword Mountain thought that he was the best choice to take charge of Sword Mountain.

"This sword mountain used to belong to the ancestor, and then it belonged to the ancestor, the ancestor gave it to me, and now he is mine, I don't care who this mountain belonged to before, and there is no way to snatch it from me. ”

Wu Shanhe's face was as usual, and when he spoke, there was a sense of paranoia.

Li Fuyao glanced at him and asked indifferently, "What if the master ancestor is more suitable to be the head of this Sword Mountain, what do you think?"

Wu Shanhe asked rhetorically: "I'm not good enough?"

Li Fuyao didn't say a word, he hasn't been in Jianshan these days, and he doesn't know the current situation of Jianshan, so naturally he can't say whether it's good or not.

Wu Shanhe's moon-white clothes moved with the mountain wind, as if his mood was the same, and he was a little excited.

"My thoughts, I only told you, because only you are my trusted junior brother, take 10,000 steps back, if the master doesn't have the slightest idea about the mountain, how can he do nothing?"

This sentence is to the point, if Meng Jin doesn't want to do anything, why not explicitly refuse those who want him to be the head of the sect.

Sometimes not talking is the default.

Just like Meng Jin now.

Li Fu frowned and said: "After all, it is the ancestor, what is the thought, maybe there are other plans." ”

"I don't think so. ”

Wu Shanhe looked at Li Fuyao and said seriously word by word: "I have met Shizu several times, and I know what he wants. ”

Li Fuyao looked at Wu Shanhe with a calm expression.

Wu Shanhe continued: "I saw what I wanted to see from the eyes of my ancestor. ”

Li Fuyao didn't speak, waiting for Wu Shanhe to continue.

"I can't see anything in the eyes of my ancestor. ”

Nothing to see.

Li Fuyao looked at Wu Shanhe and didn't quite understand what he meant by this.

Wu Shanhe said calmly: "It is really normal for a person like Shizu to live for such a long time, there is no emotion in his eyes. ”

Li Fuyao looked at the sea of clouds and already understood a lot of things.

Yes, what else can a person like Meng Jin do to make him happy?

I couldn't see him in the big battle in Whitefish Town, and I couldn't see him when things happened in Sword Mountain later.

But now he's here.

He even made such a move on the mountain road.

I have done nothing all these days, but I have done everything.