Accompanying Chao Qingqiu was not the Sword Immortal Ye Changting who also landed in the sea, but another woman.

It is already a fact that the woman likes Chao Qingqiu for a long time, she left from Gyeongju Mansion and walked through many places with Chao Qingqiu, until now, Chao Qingqiu took her to Luoyang City.

Sitting in front of the tea stall, Chao Qingqiu drank cheap tea, and the woman was holding the ancient road.

A swordsman's sword has always been their most important thing, and it is rare for someone else to hold it.

Chao Qingqiu handed the sword to the woman, which showed that he had great trust in her.

The woman looked up at the dark clouds, thinking about what Chao Qingqiu said before, and was silent.

He'd asked the same question many times before.

Why go.

But none of them were answered.

So she didn't ask for a long time.

She just thought that she could spend more time with this man.

She didn't think about it, but she knew that she liked him now.

Not because of his identity, not because of any entanglement they had in their previous life, just because they met at a glance on that Shu road that day.

Chao Qingqiu looked at the tea bowl in front of him, his thoughts were flat, he had been in the world for hundreds of years, and it was finally time to say goodbye.

He looked into the distance, but in fact, he was a little entangled in his heart, just leaving the world, how to leave.

To say that the sword opens the sky, to say that he leaves the world like this, in fact, it is not easy for him, but it is not difficult.

In this world, apart from him Chaoqingqiu, who can open the sky with a sword?

Ye Changting?

In the end, it is even a little bit worse.

Chao Qingqiu picked up the tea bowl and was about to drink it all in one gulp.

At this time, the woman asked, "Where else does Mr. Chao want to see?"

Mr. Chao, it's still called like this.

It's just that even though the woman had other ideas and wanted to call something else, there was no reason.

Chao Qingqiu looked at her, like looking at the most beautiful sword in the world, he shook his head and said, "I've seen everything that should be seen, I'm waiting for someone." ”

The woman was stunned, she didn't know who Chao Qingqiu was talking about, she was not a monk in the first place, there were many things, if she knew that Chao Qingqiu and Ye Changting had an agreement, she would have wondered if Chao Qingqiu and Ye Changting had the last time they met.

Women, the things they think about are always not too complicated, just a few simple things.

Chao Qingqiu finished drinking the tea, and then said, "Luoyang City hasn't been here yet, let's take a look." ”

The woman nodded, picked up the sword, and stood up with Chao Qingqiu.

But I still haven't forgotten to pay for the tea.

How could a sword immortal like Chao Qingqiu carry yellow and white things with her, so she could only pay.

The owner of the tea shop is a simple middle-aged man, looking at Chao Qingqiu's dress, he already felt that he was not an ordinary person, and he naturally took it for granted that he was paid by a woman, and when Chao Qingqiu's back disappeared at the end of the long street, the man muttered: "Now these martial artists in the rivers and lakes are all so beautiful." ”

Chao Qingqiu led the woman to walk on the streets of Luoyang City, and did not deliberately go somewhere, just walked forward at will, Chao Qingqiu had never been to Luoyang City, and the same was true for the woman, so the two of them were not familiar with each other, they just walked casually.

A person like Chao Qingqiu, even if he has a sword qi already hidden in his body, but whoever looks at it, he will not treat Chao Qingqiu as an ordinary person, all the way, I don't know how many people pay attention, but such a sword immortal seems to be familiar with it, and after walking most of Luoyang City, Chao Qingqiu stood still in front of an alley.

The alley is too narrow to accommodate only one person.

In the alley, there is a small courtyard with two pots of orchids in front of the yard.

Chao Qingqiu stood at the entrance of the alley, slightly distracted.

Soon someone in the small courtyard pushed the door out, the man stood in front of the door, looking at the side of the alley, accompanied by a woman, standing at the door, the middle-aged scholar who had been blind for many years suddenly tentatively said: "Mr. Changgu?"

Chao Qingqiu's sword qi has been restrained and not leaked out of his body at all, let alone such a monk in the Taiqing Realm, even if it is those saints in the clouds, I am afraid that they will not be able to feel the sword qi.

But sometimes things are not as usual, for example, the middle-aged scholar who is standing in front of the small courtyard now, because he has been blind for many years, but other senses are extremely sensitive, he just caught a wisp of sword qi in the air, and he felt the fierceness, and after feeling it, he naturally thought that it was the Mr. Changgu who lived on the star-picking tower and came downstairs.

After all, in this Luoyang City, no one dares to say that the realm is higher than Mr. Changgu.

Chao Qingqiu stood at the entrance of the alley, listening to these words, thinking that there was a towering swordsman named Li Changgu in this Luoyang City, and when he entered the city before, he had already felt that sword aura.

He has stood at the head of the kendo for many years, and he has also seen many swordsmen, and he has seen the swordsmanship of many swordsmen.

But what I really care about, what I feel appreciated, is just as many as one palm.

He had also been optimistic that a few people would land on the sea in hundreds of years, but those people were not surprised that they all encountered all kinds of problems halfway, and it was difficult to move forward on the road ahead of the sword.

After the last person Chao Qingqiu took a fancy to, for many years after Chao Qingqiu, he never went to see those so-called juniors.

It was only in recent years that he had only met a few so-called kendo juniors.

Before Wu Shanhe entered the Buddha land, he had a look at it from afar and thought it was good.

When Li Fuyao was in Beihai, he glanced at Qingqiu and felt that it was average, and when he arrived in Qingtian City, he changed his mind.

Except for these two swordsmen who have already made a name for themselves in the world.

There is another one, which is a small sword cultivator he met in a certain place who practiced swords, his name is Zhao Dabao.

In addition to these three, the wisp of sword qi that Chao Qingqiu saw when he entered the city also felt good.

The person who can make him feel good to Chao Qingqiu is really good.

Thinking of something else, Chao Qingqiu lost his mind for a moment, and then turned around and left the alley.

He didn't say a word the whole time.

Wang Yanqing held on to the door frame and felt that the wisp of sword qi had dissipated, so he asked suspiciously, "Isn't that Mr. Changgu?"

Chunshui, who was standing beside him, was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Mr. Changgu, you also like to wear white robes?"

Wang Yanqing was stunned, "White robe." ”

Chunshui nodded, and then suddenly remembered that his husband couldn't see.

Then a woman followed the man, holding the sword for him. ”

Wang Yanqing was about to think of a certain name, but after hearing such a sentence, he was slightly stunned, and then said with some distraction: "Which kendo senior is this?"

Since Chao Qingqiu opened the canopy of the sword in Baiyu Town that day, there have been many more swordsmen in this world, such as Xu Yan or Zhou Qing, these swordsmen have already moved the mountains and rivers on weekdays?

It's not Chao Qingqiu's sword yet.

Since there can be one more Zhou Qing and one more Xu official in this world, why can't there be one more individual swordsman?

After all, anything can happen in this world.

Wang Yanqing stood at the door for a moment, then turned around and returned to the small courtyard.

But I just walked into the alley.

A sword light suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.

If it was said that the previous wisp of sword qi, Wang Yanqing could only smell it by virtue of being different from ordinary people, then how could he feel the majestic sword qi carried by this sword light.

He looked up at the sky, and although it was still dark, he still asked, "Mr. Changya's sword?"

Chunshui is not a monk, and she doesn't know what sword qi is, let alone what sword light is, she just opened her mouth wide and said in surprise: "Sir, there is a white light, very bright!"

......

......

The white light began in the Star Picking Tower and crossed the sky, slowly but firmly.

This sword was made by Li Changgu, but there is no doubt that this sword was definitely not intended to kill someone.

Just to break through the clouds.

Let a climbing swordsman come out with such a sword, no matter who comes to see it, they will feel that it is a bit of a big talent and a little useless.

But this sword, Li Changgu handed it out like this.

Between heaven and earth, a white light slowly broke through the clouds, allowing the long-lost eyes to fall into Luoyang City.

Countless people from Luoyang City walked out of their courtyards, and they raised their heads and watched the white light pass through the clouds.

The people have not seen the world and do not know what it is.

But everyone was happy when they saw the sunshine.

Somewhere in the downtown area to the east of the city, many people are looking at the sky, watching this white light pass through the clouds.

Suddenly, someone said, "This is Xiangrui!"

The sound was not loud, and it was soon drowned out by the noise of the crowd.

But soon someone not far away continued to speak, "This is God bless my Yanling!"

As soon as he spoke like this, many people echoed him: "God bless Yanling!"

It didn't even take long for people to start kowtowing, some people started crying, and some people started saying the words long live my emperor.

The previous bloody rain had already made many people uneasy.

This white light that should have come has finally come.

In fact, many people are looking forward to it.

The majesty in their hearts is not a faint king, even the famine in Jingnan a few days ago, or the blood rain these days, it is something that they can't accept.

In the teahouse in the distance, two middle-aged scholars stood side by side.

They looked at the movement here, and one of the scholars said, "This white light is a sword light, but who knows?"

There was much indignation in these words.

The other scholar seemed much more insipid, and he smiled: "Isn't this blood rain also caused by us monks?" ”

The blood rain is a vision of the fall of the sea, in fact, before, there were many monks who were uneasy, not knowing which saint fell.

It wasn't until the past two days that news came from the school palace, saying that no matter whose saint had fallen, the four saints of Confucianism were still sitting in the clouds anyway.

The scholar remembered this incident and said with emotion: "Thank God, the saints of our religion are evergreen. ”

Another scholar looked at the chaos in the distance and asked, "What should I do?"

The scholar smiled and said, "The matter of Luoyang City is solved, but how to solve the matter of Jingnan?"

Jingnan's affairs, there is also the school palace involved, the famine over there has not been solved, it is said that there has already begun to be a cannibalism, if Yanling can't do it again, it won't be long before the turmoil will spread, and there will naturally be another statement at that time.

Since the relationship between the Yanling Dynasty and the Xuegong has reached this point, it will naturally be endless.

This is far from the end.

These two scholars looked into the distance, full of emotion, what are the secular dynasties in this world thinking, is it not good to follow behind the school palace honestly?

It's funny to have to think about what to do with your own portal.

It's more than funny.

It's just stupid.

They thought about things, but they didn't notice that a sword light floated behind them, and they couldn't resist at all, and they were killed by the sword light.

The body collapsed weakly.

An expressionless man with a hanging sword stood on the corner of the street, walking into the distance.

At the same time, between heaven and earth, a vast sword intent suddenly emerged.

Once this sword intent was born, it was like a sword stabbing into the hearts of those monks in Luoyang City.

And it's a heavy sword.

Countless monks' eyes widened, and they spoke in unison in disbelief, "Canghai?!"

"Sword Immortal?!"

In this world, there was only one sword immortal before, but now there are two.

But who is this?

But no matter who it was, why did he stab a sword without saying anything?

Countless monks were puzzled.

But countless people could see a blue light in the sky.

That blue light was sword light.

After a few moments, the cyan light separated into a blue light.

And then.

It was a blood-colored red light.

......

......

No matter how much light there is, it's all sword light.

Colorful sword light was born in the clouds.

The previous dark clouds have already been dispelled.

If Li Changgu's sword was used to create the illusion of an auspicious man, then the purpose of this sword was to make that white light fade.

Li Changgu stood on the star-picking tower, saw these sword lights hovering in the sky of Luoyang City, was silent for a moment, and actually laughed loudly: "Can you allow Li Changgu to hand over another sword?!"

The sound passed through the clouds and was only audible to a few people.

A word came from afar, "Yes." ”

This is the sword immortal who agreed.

Li Changgu laughed, the bitter day was out of the sheath in a short moment, and countless majestic sword qi rose from the Star Picking Tower and broke through the sky!

There was a yellow dragon behind the sword.

Roar into the clouds.

If the previous white light could make hundreds of people believe that this was auspicious, then this yellow dragon made them even more convinced.

The yellow dragon that was transformed by the short bitter day was actually a sword qi, and he roared in the air, about to tear those colorful sword lights.

Knowing that it was a sword immortal who came to shoot the sword, Li Changgu did not hesitate or be afraid, and made the most decisive choice.

That is to return the sword.

He is a swordsman who ascends the Towers Realm.

is already one step away from reaching the final peak of kendo, but this step, to say that it is one step behind, is ten million steps behind.

He had no chance of getting past the man.

It's okay that person is Ye Changting, but if Chao Qingqiu comes in person.

There's really nothing you can do about it.

Li Fuyao had just left the Star Picking Tower, and not long after walking on the street, he saw this battle between the two swords.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling the countless sword intents contained in this sword qi, and said tentatively: "Chao Sword Immortal?"

Ye Shengge was indifferent to this sword qi, she knew that she was far from the sea, so she naturally didn't have the slightest thought, whether it was a sword immortal or a saint, it had nothing to do with her.

Li Fuyao walked along the street for a while, then looked at Li Xiaoxue and said, "Can you see it?"

Li Xiaoxue was stunned, thinking about such a yellow dragon and colorful sword light, why couldn't she see it?

Li Fuyao knew what Li Xiaoxue was thinking, he frowned and said, "Why can't I see this sword?"

Chao Qingqiu's sword is extremely mysterious, everyone can see that sword light, but not many people can see the sword intent behind those sword lights, it is Chao Qingqiu's gift to the swordsmen in the world, but in fact, his sword is for Li Changgu.

Li Changgu has great talents, and being able to walk down the open road of the Three Sects and take the initiative to come to this small road can explain a lot of problems.

There are very few people like Li Changgu in this world, who can not only go far on the open road of the Three Sects, but also go far on the path of the sword.

It's just that in the cultivation of this world, in addition to talent and will, chance is very important.

Li Fuyao is famous for his lack of talent, and he was able to come so fast, in addition to benefiting from this great world, because of the word chance.

Li Changgu didn't have any chances.

It's even a little harder.

He was trapped on the Star Picking Tower for almost a hundred years, hindering his cultivation for a whole hundred years.

If it weren't for such a hundred years, no one would know whether this Mr. Changgu would have crossed the stairs and come to the sea by now.

But no matter what, now he is facing the most important opportunity since his practice.

Chao Qingqiu borrowed a sword from him.

Yes, the sword was specially given to him by Chao Qingqiu.

It is said to be borrowed because, after the sword is handed out, it is his sword intent towards Qingqiu, and it is his sword path towards Qingqiu, so it is borrowed.

One day, Chao Qingqiu's sword will become Li Changgu's sword, and this will really achieve the effect of this sword.

That's right, his sword was lent to Li Changgu, and of course, by the way, all the swordsmen who saw this sword could get something.

Only Li Fuyao.

Chao Qingqiu didn't want him to see this sword.

As early as Beihai that year, Chao Qingqiu glanced at Li Fuyao from afar.

He said that he was not fit to learn his sword.

Yes, Li Fuyao at that time was not suitable.

It doesn't fit right now.

His sword way, without the shadow of his Chao Qingqiu, this is the best.

For Li Changgu, Chao Qingqiu's hope is the sea.

But for Li Fuyao, Chao Qingqiu is far from thinking so.

What else is there above the sea?

Chao Qingqiu had already seen something.

Therefore, he knows better than anyone in this world that the swordsman line must not be a second Chaoqingqiu, and there must be a lot of so-and-so swordsmen.

After handing out the sword, Chao Qingqiu sat on a certain step and laughed softly: "What you gave me, I will return it to you." ”

The woman next to her looked up at the sky and said with a smile, "It's so beautiful." ”

——

Sword Mountain, the sword qi is better than one day.

Since the reopening of Sword Mountain and Wu Shanhe sat in the position of the head of Sword Mountain, these days, there are already many people who want to climb Sword Mountain to learn swords.

It's just that the rules of Sword Mountain remain the same, and it's still the same old rule, and climbing to the top of the mountain before dark is considered to have passed the entrance exam.

This kind of assessment is not simple, so in the past few days, not many people have been able to climb Sword Mountain.

There are just a few.

At dusk, at the foot of Sword Mountain.

An old man and a young man crossed the green water lake by ferry, and got off the boat in the hearty laughter of the boatman, the old man carried an old long sword with an ancient hilt, and after getting off the boat, he handed a few copper plates to the boatman, and the boatman did not count them, but just put them in his arms, looked at the old man and the child, and said sincerely: "Liu Yuanlu wishes the two of them can go up the mountain and become real swordsmen!"

The old man hugged his fists in return, his words were full of humility, this look is that he has been crawling in the rivers and lakes for some years, so he speaks, not a drop of water.

Liu Yuanlu laughed, gossiped with the old man, and then left in the boat.

Xiao Jian Xiu, who had not spoken from beginning to end, stood beside his master, and from time to time stretched out his head to look at the side of the mountain road.

Today's Menchen Mountain is no longer as desolate and dilapidated as when Li Fuyao climbed the mountain.

Of course, there will be no wisp of sword qi guarding the mountain.

The child watched the ferry gradually leave, and then pulled the sleeve of his master's coat and asked uncertainly, "Master, do we really want to worship in Sword Mountain?"

The old man smiled and nodded, and said with some emotion: "What you have learned for the teacher, I have really taught you, you follow the master and me, what can you do in this life, Dingtian is just one day to Taiqing Realm, even if you are a teacher, I am very reluctant to you, but you are a kid, you have to find a better way after all." ”

The kid said with some incomprehension: "Master, didn't you say that I will be able to become a sword immortal one day in the future!"

The old man said with a natural face: "That's right, you want to enter the Sword Mountain, to become a Sword Immortal, just rely on the words of the Sword Immortal, it will definitely not work, you have arrived at the Sword Mountain, practice hard, plus have the Master's teaching, how can you be much stronger than the master, besides, even if you fail to become a Sword Immortal one day, even if you become a swordsman, it is much better than following the master." ”

When the boy heard the word Master, it was obvious that his whole body trembled, and he asked in a low voice, "Master, if you go up to Sword Mountain, won't you be able to call you Master, and you will have to call someone else Master?"

The child had tears in his eyes, and when he said the back, he began to choke even more.

The old man touched the child's head and shouted the child's name for the first time, "Zhao Dabao!"

The child named Zhao Dabao looked at his master with tears in his eyes.

The old man, who was already ruthless, sighed and said softly: "You went to Sword Mountain, but you just changed places to learn swords, even if you want to worship someone else as a master, it's okay, as long as you are a master in your heart or your master, what's the big deal if you call someone else's master?"

"By the way, if you really tell someone else, the master should be serious about him, don't be perfunctory, otherwise others may not be able to teach you well, the truth of being a teacher for one day and a father for life, Master has told you more than once. ”

As the old man spoke, he touched Zhao Dabao's head, walked towards Menchen Mountain Road, and said as he walked: "Practice your sword well, don't let down your master, and don't live up to Chao Jian Xian, if you and I meet again in the future, you have to become a person like Chao Jian Xian." ”

The old man likes to nag on weekdays, and today he may think that this is the last time the master and apprentice will meet, and he talks a lot.

Later, he chattered even more, and there were some tears in his eyes.

The old man turned his head away and wiped his tears from his sleeve.

Otherwise, let your apprentices see their old tears.

Zhao Dabao was in a bad mood, and he walked up the mountain without any excitement at all.

He looked at his master miserably, "Master." ”

The old man ignored him and took him straight up the mountain.

The mountain road of Menchen Mountain is not long, no matter how much you grind, you will definitely go to the foot of Sword Mountain, and when you reach the foot of Sword Mountain, you will definitely meet the disciples of Sword Mountain, and then you will really go mountaineering.

Zhao Dabao walked forward, and couldn't help crying as he walked.

The more you cry, the louder it gets.

The old man was also helpless about it.

If this was left on weekdays, he might have beaten Zhao Dabao.

But today is probably the last time they will see each other in this life, and the old man has not been ruthless.

He stubbornly led Zhao Dabao to the mountain.

Zhao Dabao cried and said loudly, "Master, I don't want to practice swords, I don't want to be a sword immortal!"

"Really, Master, I don't practice swords anymore, I don't deserve to be a sword immortal!"

"Master, Chao Jian Immortal must have lied to me, I can't be a Sword Immortal, I can't!

Zhao Dabao pulled his master and kept begging.

The old man was ruthless and walked slowly up the mountain.

Zhao Dabao cried bitterly, as if he had encountered the most uncomfortable thing in the world.

The old man didn't hear it.

Soon a lazy voice was heard from a tree in the distance.

"Where did you come from, bastard, crying something?"

The old man looked up.

On a big tree on the side of the mountain road, there was a sloppy middle-aged man lying on the branch rubbing his eyes, and a sword hanging from his waist did not look like an ordinary product.

The old man stopped.

He was originally a cautious person, and looking at this sudden person, he didn't dare to despise it.

This is true for him in other places, not to mention that it is still Sword Mountain.

The middle-aged man who looked sloppy sat up and poured a sip of wine into his mouth, and then sneered: "You look like this, Chao Qingqiu also said that you can become a sword immortal?"

Zhao Dabao was reluctant to go up the mountain before, so he said those words, but when others really wanted to slander the sword immortal, he retorted angrily: "That's what the sword immortal said!"

The middle-aged man rubbed his nose and said with some disdain: "Even if Chao Qingqiu really said so, you look like this, you don't even dare to go up to Sword Mountain, where can you be the one who wants to become a sword immortal?"

"Besides, you want to become a sword immortal, do you think you are Wu Shanhe or Li Fuyao?"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man took several sips of wine, then jumped down from the tree, glanced at the old man beside him, and then said: "You stupid boy, even if you want to go up the mountain, you may not be able to do it, you must know that the stupid boy back then was not the same as not being able to reach the top of the mountain before dark?"

As he said this, the middle-aged man remembered his stupid apprentice, and in the future, this matter would be talked about by the monks of the world for many years.

If only he could really become a sword immortal.

The monks in this world have to say that there is a sword immortal in this world, but when he was worshipping the sword mountain, he couldn't reach the top of the mountain.

Zhao Dabao listened to the middle-aged man say these words, and said regardless of it: "I will definitely be able to go up to the Sword Mountain, and I have said to the Sword Immortal that I can really become a Sword Immortal!"

The middle-aged man sneered: "Don't talk so much nonsense, if you really have the ability to walk up to Sword Mountain, let me walk up and take a look." ”

Zhao Dabao glanced at his master, and the old man nodded slightly, as if encouraging.

Zhao Dabao snorted, walked a few steps forward, and then seemed to think of something, turned his head to look at the middle-aged man, and asked, "If I really go to the mountain, what do I say?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Then I, Chen Sheng, will suffer a little loss and accept you, a stupid boy, as an apprentice." ”

Zhao Dabao said angrily: "Who do you think you are!"

The middle-aged man said angrily: "Lao Tzu Chen Sheng." ”

Zhao Dabao snorted, turned around and continued to walk forward.

The old man stood in place, full of relief.

After Zhao Dabao had disappeared from sight, he turned to Chen Sheng and thanked, "Thank you, senior." ”

Chen Sheng waved his hand and asked casually, "That kid was really said such things by Chao Qingqiu?"

The old man looked at this middle-aged man who was the senior on Sword Mountain nine times out of ten, and said seriously: "It's true. ”

Chen Sheng almost squirted out a mouthful of wine!

What a stupid boy, he was really told these things by Chao Qingqiu.

He looked at the old man and looked at him as if he was faking.

Chen Sheng rubbed his head, frowned, and said, "It's over, there will probably be one more stupid apprentice." ”

The old man smiled slightly, and then pleaded seriously: "If the seniors really accept this child as an apprentice, please be sure to teach it well." ”

Chen Sheng took a sip of wine and said sullenly: "I don't have much experience. ”

The old man didn't speak, but still looked at Chen Sheng very seriously.

He doesn't have any relatives, only such a child is his relative, and now he is separated from this child, and it won't be long before he will leave this world, and the only thing that can't be relieved is this.

Chen Sheng turned his head and glanced at him, feeling a little unbearable, he said in a low voice: "Although I don't have any experience, my apprentice seems to be pretty good, don't worry." ”

The old man was a little uneasy, and asked in a low voice, "Who is the apprentice who dares to ask the senior?"

Hearing this, Chen Sheng smiled secretly, and then pretended not to care and said, "He's called Li Fuyao." ”

Li Fuyao!

The old man's body suddenly became a little unstable for a while.

Among the young swordsmen in this world, aren't the most famous ones being the Sword Mountain Sect Leader and the Li Fuyao.

If Wu Shanhe takes off the name of the Sword Mountain Sect, he may not be as good as Li Fuyao.

The old man immediately burst into tears.

This is Li Fuyao's master.

With him teaching Dabao to practice swords, this is really the best!

Chen Sheng took a sip of wine, and suddenly remembered such a thing, this damn good seedling is going up the mountain, and others will definitely grab it.

How can this work?

He immediately slapped the white fish sword, and the long sword swept over the sword mountain!

This apprentice is mine, and no one can snatch it away!

Chen Sheng almost laughed out loud.

The old man had already burst into tears.

——

Zhao Dabao's mountaineering is not a special thing, just like an ordinary swordsman mountaineering.

No one noticed.

But a man dressed in a green robe went and fell from behind the ruined temple to the bottom of the cliff.

As soon as he landed at the bottom of the cliff, countless sword sounds rang out.

He walked under the cliff.

Beckoning slightly.

Some of those sword sounds were old friends, and he knew all those swords.

Some are not.

But he was an old friend of theirs.

Old friend.

Most of the swords here are swords that rolled down the cliff 6,000 years ago, and the people they know should be the same person 6,000 years ago.

The man took a few steps.

Come to that stream, come to that bamboo building.

The man in the green robe stood still.

His eyes were full of remembrance.

Years ago, years later.

Soon two people walked out of the bamboo building.

A man was dressed in white, and it was a woman.

The other man was dressed in a gray robe, and it was a man.

The two men looked at the man standing by the creek.

The woman in white was surprised, "Lord Liu!"

The woman in white was the scabbard that Liu Xiang bought for four taels of silver, and after getting along with Liu Xiang day and night for hundreds of years, she gave birth to Lingzhi, and at that time she began to call Liu Xiang Lord Liu.

This is because Liu Xiang has said more than once that if he doesn't practice swords, he may have become the world's premier immortal.

So when that time comes, they will all call him Lord Liu.

can make the four or two shout Lord Liu, except for Liu Xiang, who else can it be?

Willow Lane, of course.

Sanliang, who was dressed in a gray robe, frowned and said, "You are not Liu Er." ”

Liu Lao'er, this is because Liu Xiang is the second in the family line, and after practicing the sword, he named his sword Santael and the scabbard Sitael, which is why Sanliang has always been called Liu Laoer.

It's certainly not an honorific title.

But Liu Xiang has always been a free and easy person, and he has no anger at all.

He looked at the sword that had already given birth to spiritual wisdom, and said with some nostalgia: "I'm not Liu Xiang, who can I be?"

Sanliang looked away from the sword at his waist, frowned, and said, "Whether it's Liu Lao Wu or Wang Lao Wu, you are not Liu Lao Er." ”

The three or two statements are categorical.

He waited under this cliff for a full 6,000 years, waiting for Willow Lane, but Willow Lane, not someone else.

Siliang frowned slightly, always feeling a little strange.

Liu Xiang looked at Santael, then looked at Baiwen on his waist, and then said: "I think I should be called Liu Street, but it is not as good as Liu Xiang." ”

Siliang muttered, "Lord Liu." ”

Three or two don't speak.

He was extremely sure that this person was not Liu Xiang.

Even if the appearance is the same, even if they are all Canghai Sword Immortals, Sanliang can't find the feeling that Liu Xiang had back then.

Feelings matter.

Liu Xiang is a generation of sword immortals.

It was the most dazzling moon of that era.

The so-called stars holding the moon is talking about Willow Lane.

Even if he has always been not very serious, he can't say that he doesn't have the spirit of being invincible.

He is the invincible man in the world.

So no matter how he looks at it, he is the most invincible person in the world.

That's Willow Lane.

But this person in front of me is not.

Nor did it.

Willow Lane also knows why.

It doesn't matter if it's invincible or something else.

All good.

He didn't have it before, and he may have it in the future.

But at this time, he didn't.

Because Chao Qingqiu is here!

Liu Xiang sighed: "Then who am I?"

Sanliang looked at him, his expression was a little relaxed, the person in front of him said that he was not Liu Xiang, but in fact, he was also inextricably linked to Liu Xiang.

Those causes and effects, how to explain them clearly.

Sanliang said, "You have a sword?"

Liu Xiang looked at Baiwen on his waist and said, "It's called Baiwen." ”

Sanliang frowned and said, "It's still so casual." ”

Liu Xiang raised his eyebrows, "Then I'm still Liu Xiang?"

Sanliang shook his head, "No." ”

After saying this, three or two walked towards the bamboo building.

Siliang also sighed and walked in.

After walking into the bamboo building, Sanliang suddenly said, "He won't come back." ”

This time, he was incredibly determined.

It's like when he was extremely sure that Liu Xiang would come back.

Siliang hugged him and said softly, "At least Lord Liu hasn't lost yet." ”

Yes, Liu Xiang hasn't lost yet, whether it's the battle with that Martial Emperor, or the sword battle with the sword immortals in the entire world.

Sanliang said angrily: "Look at him, do you dare to fight with Chao Qingqiu?"

Four taels didn't speak, just hugged three taels.

Only she knows how frustrated Sanliang is now.

He stayed up for six thousand years, waiting for Liu Xiang to come back.

But now he knew very well that Liu Xiang couldn't come back.

Definitely not coming back.

Sanliang closed his eyes and whispered, "Second Liu, are you really not coming back?"

......

......

Liu Xiang stood outside, thinking about a lot of things.

Finally, I thought about why I wasn't Willow Lane.

Why not Liu Laoji.

yes, why.

Because the morning wind and dust will not be the morning and autumn.

——

Zhao Dabao held back his strength, and in less than an hour, he climbed the Sword Mountain, stood on the top of the mountain, and soon countless swordsmen heard the news.

This genius who can walk to the top of the mountain in less than an hour is afraid that it is not much worse than being in charge.

Some Sword Mountain swordsmen who were already qualified to accept apprentices looked at Zhao Dabao who was standing stupidly on the top of the mountain, and thought that they would go and grab it later.

Someone even had a gift ready.

Anyway, how can Zhao Dabao's heart be moved.

After Zhao Dabao was led out of the Sword Immortal Hall, there were already many swordsmen gathered here.

Look at this kid who should be very talented.

Some people are nervously rubbing their hands.

Some people even wondered, could this be a sword embryo?

Some people are even more worried that such a child must not be favored by the master.

Don't be favored by those swordsmen who climb the tower on Sword Mountain.

Zhao Dabao walked out of the main hall.

Before he could speak, a group of people were already around.

Rushes.

Zhao Dabao only felt dizzy.

He was about to speak.

Suddenly, there was a voice outside.

"You don't have to argue. ”

Follow the prestige.

There was a deacon of Jianshan, holding a white fish sword, and came to the field.

He looked at these swordsmen and said with a wry smile: "You don't have to fight, this is Chen Zhanglu's disciple." ”

Chen Sheng recently didn't know why he was appointed by Wu Shanhe as the head of Jianshan, and his authority was extremely heavy.

Someone shouted, "What's the proof?"

The deacon of Sword Mountain held the white fish sword, looked at Zhao Dabao and asked, "Have you ever met Chen Zhanglu?"

Zhao Dabao said a little timidly: "Chen Sheng?"

The deacon of Jianshan smiled and said, "I will call Master from now on." ”

As he said this, countless swordsmen looked at this kid with a strange look in their eyes.

Chen Sheng's seniority in Jianshan is not low.

That is to say, they will call him junior brother in the future?

The young disciples farther away are even more ugly, in the future, there will be one more junior uncle on this mountain?