At the mouth of the south bank of the Canglan River, there is an old man in a coat who sits alone on the shore fishing.

He had a cigarette gun in his mouth, and his fingers kept tapping on his thighs, and he seemed to be quite impatient.

The old man smoked the smoke one by one, spit out one smoke ring after another, and what made people feel very strange was that the smoke could not be dispersed for a long time, hovering and echoing above his head, and the place seemed to turn into a sea of clouds.

The white mist filled, and then there was a sound of closing the pole and lifting the line.

The old man in the cloak looked at the empty thread, and even the hook was gone.

He got up and shot away the smoke, glanced into the distance, and grinned hoarsely: "How big a fish does this have to be, or is it that my fishing rod is not good?"

The water splashed on the surface of the river, and the huge black python named Lu Rong let out an ear-shattering howl as if it had been hit hard, and then plunged into the river.

Jiang Huai, who suddenly had no physical object under his feet, did not fall into the water, but stood on the surface of the water unharmed.

The next moment he was relieved.

A strange person who can injure such a big python for dozens of miles, it shouldn't be strange to have this kind of spell.

Ding Qiu, a tall man with a sword on his back, squinted his eyes into the distance, reached out and stirred it into the water, and grabbed a woman with a frightened face.

Ding Qiu lifted the woman's hair upward, and after hearing a grief, he said in a deep voice: "Take this kid away first, if something happens, you won't even have a chance to survive." ”

The woman's delicate face twisted into a flower because of the pain, and she nodded again and again like a chicken pecking rice, "Don't worry, Master Sword Immortal, there will definitely be no more mistakes." ”

Ding Qiu slowly let go of his hand, got up and stepped forward on the river, he didn't shake the slightest momentum, but the river lifted a tall water curtain of dozens of zhang.

There was nothing under the man's feet, and the water waves automatically swept to both sides, and he was actually walking in the sky.

Ding Qiu was not only a sword cultivator, but also a Confucian sword cultivator at the peak of the Eight Realms.

There are two kinds of sword cultivation, one is Taoist sword cultivation and the other is Confucian sword cultivation.

In addition to the sword in his hand, the Taoist sword cultivator can also condense a natal flying sword in the Five Realms Qi Sea Realm, within dozens of miles, in an instant, no matter how good the defense is, a big hole will be poked, and the lethality must be terrifying.

But if you want to condense the difficulty of condensing a natal flying sword, it is not an exaggeration to say that it has ascended to the sky.

How many old kings have stayed in the Five Realms for hundreds of years, just for the qualification of a sword world.

There are relatively few Qi practitioners in Chongyang Kingdom, most of them are Confucian orthodox, but if you want to go to Xingshen Kingdom, like a white-haired old man respectfully saluting a hairy boy, you will feel accustomed to it.

Everything in the world has positive and negative, although Taoist sword cultivation has a natal flying sword body, but as long as the flying sword has a little damage, it will take a lot of time to make up for it with aura, if there is a break?

However, the Confucian monks are not like this, one realm is universal, the second realm is ascending, the third realm is absorbing qi, and the four realms are nourishing, which is the same as Taoism, and will also open up the body dantian as a place to hide wind and water.

After arriving at the Four Realms of Nourishment, Confucian can choose a thing as a natal object and put it into the sea of qi for warmth, it can be a pen, a piece of jade, a piece of paper, or a sword!

But in the final analysis, it is not the same root, but in terms of lethality, it is not comparable to Taoist sword cultivation.

But the advantage is that you don't have to worry about the breaking of the flying sword, if you can reach the top of the Nine Realms and successfully carve one or two words on the sword, it is actually no worse than the Taoist natal flying sword.

That's why Ding Qiu was very shocked that day when he was a new saint, sending a word was like sending a cabbage, even if he was as talented as him, he still didn't have a word.

The old man in the coat who was sitting on the shore smoking looked at the man who was slowly walking from the huge waves in the distance, and the cigarette stick fell directly to the ground, "This is not a fish, but a dragon." ”

He hurriedly got up and prepared to salute, but the man flew to his side with a light tiptoe and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't be at your age, I don't respect the old and love the young." ”

The old man in the cloth was overjoyed, and he really didn't do it anymore.

Ding Qiu quipped: "Just kidding you, are you serious?"

The old man in the cloth hurriedly bowed his hand, "Xu Qianshan, the sect master of the Canglan Sect, has seen his predecessors. ”

Ding Qiu accepted it calmly, this is the case, whoever has a big fist is the master, in his opinion, only those who are stupid in reading will do something meaningless.

Ding Qiu sat down indifferently and glanced up.

Xu Qianshan, who was standing firmly, was like a mang on his back, and hurriedly bent over, not daring to sit, just squatting to the side.

Ding Qiuhu glared at him, and sneered: "Xu Qianshan, you can be a bullshit Seven Realms Yuan Infant, and his reputation has spread to ten miles and eight towns." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare. ”

Xu Qianshan hurriedly shook his head, flattering, "Why don't you go to the mountain for a glass of wine?"

The man with the sword on his back turned a deaf ear, but rubbed each other with his two fingers, and the iron sword behind his back let out bursts of roars, and a stream of fierce sword qi swept directly across a radius of 100 meters like a violent wind.

The leaves beat and the river rises high in the waves.

Ding Qiu looked into the distance with a smile on his face, "Xu Qianshan, you said that if I take out the villain in your body, will you die?"

The frightened old man in the cloth sat directly on the ground, so frightened that he couldn't speak, "I'll give you whatever your predecessors want." ”

Ding Qiu clapped his hands, got up and sneered: "You have lived for so many years, you don't even know how to do good and evil at will, and you don't know how to do good and evil by yourself, don't shake your unbearable tricks casually in the future, you have to read more, understand?"

"Yes, yes. ”

"You know what?"

"Read more. ”

Ding Qiu patted the old man's shoulder and smiled happily, "You are very smart." Oh, by the way, there are some things that you don't want to do, like a little python. ”

After the man with the sword on his back finished speaking, he waved his hand and walked forward, "Okay, Lao Tzu is not a robber, and he won't ask you for anything, but you also take my words as the wind in your ears, otherwise... You may be in for a catastrophe. ”

As soon as the words fell, the man instantly rose from the ground, like a long rainbow suddenly flying into the sky, walking into the distance.

It wasn't until he couldn't see a trace of his figure anymore that Xu Qianshan slowly picked up the cigarette stick, took a big gulp of smoke, and wiped the sweat from his forehead in shock.

When did Suzhou come to such an unreasonable guy.

Or am I Xu Qianshan really have a very bad idea.

The chic but easy-looking tall man slowly landed on the python's head from a high altitude, regained his appearance as a hanger, and said with a rare soft voice: "Jiang Huai, aren't you afraid to sit here alone just now?"

Looking at the young man in front of him in a calm mood, he scratched his head, "Don't be afraid, didn't you say that it won't hurt people." ”

"Are you afraid of me?"

The young man still shook his head, stretched out a finger and whispered: "At first, there was a little bit, but now it's gone, for some reason, you seem to be a little similar to Mr., and they seem to be quite reasonable." ”

The tall man with the sword on his back laughed directly, laughing from ear to ear, and sat directly on the python with a smile.

He clutched his stomach and laughed out of tears, "I'm reasonable, Ding Qiu, do you know that this python we are sitting on, I can cut it into eight pieces if I am not happy, and then what kind of bullshit is Xu Qianshan of the Canglan Sect just now, I want to take out his Yuan Ying, and my eyes don't even blink."

Hearing this, the huge python suddenly lowered its body, and as a result, it was punched hard by the man.

But Jiang Huai, whose clothes were a little shabby, shook his head with his arms around his chest when he heard this, "You won't do that." ”

He then pointed to the black python under his feet, "Isn't it still alive and well, in fact, it's the same as Mr., every time I am absent from the school, he will reprimand me fiercely, but the next day we meet as usual, lecture seriously, and will not have any prejudice against me." ”

The man with some impatience on his face fell into deep thought after listening.

The young man turned around and tapped the man's chest very boldly, "Ding Qiu, do you have a lot of things in mind?" ”

The man directly rewarded him with a chestnut, and said angrily: "Little rabbit cub, it's not big or small?

The young man rubbed his head and quickly turned around and sat down, but he was smiling very happily on his face.

The man with the iron sword on his back sighed with relief in his heart.

"Senior brother, your luck is really good, the little guy may not have this eyesight strength alone, coupled with the transparency of his mind and the excellence of his talents, it will be impossible to do it in a few decades. ”

Ding Qiu lay down with his head in his hands, looking at the sky in a daze.

Sir, can you find someone to call Mr.

But my sir...

The man sat up suddenly, rewarded the young man with a chestnut, and showed an embarrassed smile, "Boy, do you want to learn swords." ”

Jiang Huai covered his head and couldn't help but feel a little angry, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't learn!

Ding Qiu didn't laugh angrily, suppressed everything in his heart, and nodded.

But as soon as he lay down, he heard the young man say again: "But I will learn in the future, not only to learn, but also to become the most powerful sword immortal in the world!"

Ding Qiu's expression was indifferent, and there was no surprise, "Why?"

The young man stood up in the spring breeze, and under the agitation of the water, he shook his body, and then slowly opened his arms, as if to stop the mountains and rivers here, and shouted happily: "Who in the world is chivalrous and brave?"

The man with the sword closed his eyes contentedly and muttered the same words as the young man.

"Only the scholar sword immortal!"