Jian Zongming stood by the lake.

After the water vapor slowly dispersed, the bottom of the lake surged, and the number of sword qi that was majestic to a considerable degree began to slowly gather, and as the man in white on the lakeside raised his arm slightly, he broke through the lake in a solemn form, and poured out a waterfall very slowly.

A waterfall of sword qi.

It is also a sword waterfall.

These ancient swords were full of immortal energy, full of sharpness, and there was a faint beating thunder light on the blade.

"Zhao Chunfeng's sword broke through the wind and thunder, except for me, only you should be able to see it clearly. ”

Jian Zongming said lightly: "You have a lotus phase, and the mystery of this sword can't be hidden from you." If you want to break the heavenly tribulation, you can either follow the trend or go against the sky, he can break through the wind and thunder with one sword, and he is walking against the sky, but he has abolished a whole sword bone, and as the price of going against the sky, he has split the entire thundercloud with one sword. ”

"The catastrophe only kills the people who are against the sky, this sword is both against the sky and the sky, hand out this sword, he has no possibility of survival, the catastrophe is happy to be split by him, the end is doomed, cause and effect take root, just wait for flowering. ”

He said in a slightly mocking voice: "Sword cultivation for a lifetime, only one sword, and only one Tao. A sword way, rather than give in. ”

"So I don't recognize Zhao Chunfeng's sword. Mu Ran, the master of the Great Light Palace, said: "He said that this is a sword of the overlord, I don't believe it." ”

After the water vapor dissipated, the gray-robed Chess Saint stood on the surface of the lake.

Obviously appeared for no reason, but the soles of his feet stepped on the lake water, undulating with the lake, but there were no additional ripples, and the whole person was like a leaf of duckweed, unbelievably rooted out of thin air.

Above the head of the chess master, a black pressed sword weapon kept rising, and finally converged into a huge piece of scrap iron. Countless sword weapons were driven out by Jian Zongming with sword intent, and they were sucked out of the lake and smashed into the "waterfall", and after a while, there were constantly thunder lights flickering and jumping in the shadow of the "waterfall".

His Royal Highness narrowed his eyes.

Neither of them spoke on the lake, but the atmosphere was only extremely quiet, and there was no murderous aura.

On the chest of the chess saint, the loose robe shook slightly with the wind, shaking out a garment, and in the plain white placket, a narrow sword wound, which ordinary people could not see, fell in the eyes of the little highness who had the pupil of Wulian, and it was a little dazzling.

It was a sword wound.

A sword wound from a false sword.

Such a sword wound, in the world, except for Jian Zongming, there is no second person who can cut it out.

Li Changge couldn't either.

No one knew how Jian Zongming's Void Sword was controlled, and why it was not a physical sword qi, but it could hurt people so deeply.

So His Royal Highness was a little puzzled.

The Chess Master did not have any anger, resentment, or resentment because of this sword wound.

Instead, there was a hint of glee.

Lord Chess Saint stared at Jian Zongming's waist, a simple long sword was tied to his waist, and two swords were put into a scabbard.

Wei Qi raised his eyebrows and said, "How about this sword?"

Jian Zongming maintained the movement of raising his arms slightly, raised his head, and looked at the dozens of sword weapons above that had been twisted into scrap metal by himself.

These swords are all from the Wind Garden.

A sword mound from the sword master.

The chess master asked for a large number of ancient swords, as a sword weapon to suppress the luck of the eighteen mountains in the South China Sea, and pressed it in the Fengjian pool, and said that it would be folded?

The Great Bright Palace Lord looked at the "Sword Waterfall" twisted up above, and said in a soft voice: "For me, the swords in this world except for Dugu are the same as every sword above. ”

"It's all waste swords. ”

His Royal Highness was a little silent when he heard this.

The indifference in this sentence is too strong.

In this world, in addition to Dugu's sword, it naturally includes Lu Sheng's Liutao, including Fengting's fourteen swords, and even the overlord's three-door hidden sword......

This also includes "cause and effect".

The corners of Jian Zongming's lips curled slightly: "However, the sword of 'cause and effect' is more interesting than I thought, so I can reluctantly leave it in the sheath." ”

The chess master smiled softly.

He folded his sleeves with both hands, and his fingers could not reach the sleeves, but propped them up in the wide sleeves of his coat, "In that case, this cause and effect is given to you." ”

"Don't worry, your sword is not in vain. Jian Zongming said quietly: "Take this cause and effect, when the time comes, I will naturally help you do what you need to do." ”

The words of the two did not shy away from His Royal Highness.

Jian Zongming suddenly patted Yi Xiao's shoulder and said calmly, "You can rest assured." You don't have to heed the wishes of the Five Elders of the Holy Island. With me and the Mountain Lord here, the Five Elders will not dare to embarrass you. ”

A path he picked up earlier zigzagged around several immortal mountains in the South China Sea, and finally sent His Royal Highness here.

"Man, I delivered. Jian Zongming lowered his eyebrows: "The big favor is repaid for the big report, and the small favor is exchanged for the tabloid, so even if I take away the 'cause and effect', the holy island and the South China Sea...... There is nothing in debt. ”

Master Chess smiled and bowed slightly: "That's the case." ”

The Great Light Palace Lord gently patted His Royal Highness on the shoulder again.

He said in a calm tone, "Don't keep me waiting too long. ”

His Royal Highness was a little stunned.

The chess master smiled meaningfully.

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There is a lot of fog in the South China Sea.

His Royal Highness opened the Enlightened Lotus Pupil, only to find that on the other side of the lake, a small mountain loomed, which was extremely familiar.

Tibetan Sword Mountain.

The chess saint's robe swayed, his sleeves rolled up, and he bowed gently.

His Royal Highness hurriedly returned the salute.

"This trip to the troubled waters of the South China Sea, thank you Your Highness for saving the situation. The chess master's voice was gentle, with a hint of hoarseness.

Yi Xiao looked at the old grandmaster with gray temples, and was a little speechless for a while, not knowing what to say.

The chess saint was still radiant, but the light in his eyes couldn't help but dim.

Time is not forgiving, but it is not only time that kills.

The chess saint didn't look at the "shadow" projected above his head, he lost the sword weapon waterfall controlled by his master, and after Jian Zongming left, he began to stagger, because it was too tightly screwed together, and it only shook, not falling.

The remnants of the sword qi of the Tibetan Sword Mountain were very strong, supporting this sword weapon waterfall.

The Chess Master stood in the shadows.

"The sword of 'cause and effect' is very picky. "If no one in the world today can get it," he said earnestly, I might have to ask an old friend for help." ”

He paused: "Your Highness should know. The man's name was Zhao Chunfeng. ”

His Royal Highness nodded.

The chess saint laughed at himself: "I don't believe that he committed suicide, he has been locked under the Tibetan Sword Mountain, for decades, he refuses to come out, the turtle breath fakes his death, if it weren't for His Highness's trip to the South China Sea, he might really die at the bottom of the Tibetan Sword Mountain." ”

Yi Xiao didn't speak.

The chess master raised his sleeves slightly.

The lake in front of the Tibetan Sword Mountain has a strong wind pressure, blowing up the two pools of lake water to make way for a road.

The chess saint rolled up his sleeves with one hand and made a gesture of extending his hand to Yi Xiao to invite, his posture was extremely exquisite, elegant, and he used the etiquette of a scribe before the Spring and Autumn Period.

Yi Xiao also returned the salute with the gift of a scribe before the Spring and Autumn Period, and then stepped on the wind channel split by the lake.

Riding the wind is not a straight nine days.

Rather, it goes with the wind into the lake.

The lake was squeezed open by the windy wall and opened a narrow passageway, but it was enough for two people to enter.

The chess saint and the little highness fell dozens of breaths, and then fell to the bottom of the lake, two sets of lake water were tightly discharged by the wind, and after being down-to-earth, the chess saint raised one hand flat, and made a "knock" action out of thin air, so the air duct changed from vertical to horizontal, and opened up a waterway directly.

The chess master is all the way ahead.

His Highness followed him.

It turns out that under the Tibetan Sword Mountain, there is such a scene.

During the period of the Eight Great Powers, the Confucian chess players who destroyed the country are now gray-haired and hidden in the "cave mansion" in the South China Sea.

No one would have thought that it would be the real "Water Moon Cave Heaven".

At the bottom of the lake, at the entrance of the cave that was opened by the vitality, old men came out of the door of the cave, stood at the bottom of the lake, and waved to the chess saint with a smile.

Wei Qi waved his hand one by one, treating him with the great courtesy of the scribes before the Spring and Autumn Period.

His Highness followed behind Wei Qi.

All the old chess players and old national teachers, after a great age, still smiled and saluted, and after a while, they were all surprised by the thoughtfulness of this young man in ink, and his movements were strict, and there was not even a trace of mistakes.

The hundred-year-old cave house is brightly lit.

The lights of vitality floated at the bottom of the lake, leading to the bottom and deepest part of Zangjian Mountain.

The Tibetan Sword Mountain is only the tip of the iceberg when it is exposed on the land of Xiandao.

The old people walked out of the cave, stopped to look at each other, saluted, and watched the chess saint and the little highness.

"Before the Spring and Autumn Period, there were hundreds of thousands of chess masters raised by the six major countries, and there were only hundreds of people who could enter the emperor's house as behind-the-scenes officials. The chess saint said softly: "At that time, the chess road was prosperous, but it is a pity that the things of the world, the prosperity must decline, after the Spring and Autumn Period, the chess road is in a slump, even if the six-year sword and wine festival of the Fengting is also heavy sword and not heavy wine, chess and wine are put together together, as a matter of fun." ”

His Royal Highness was a little speechless, and asked softly, "How many dead chess players should this raise?"

The chess master smiled and didn't talk.

He walked to a cave.

It is at the bottom of the Tibetan Sword Mountain.

The two candles in front of the cave were flickering, and the chess saint did not push the door, but just put one hand on the door, let go of half of his body, and said to His Royal Highness: "Put your hand up." ”

Yi Xiao pursed her lips and pressed her palm against the stone gate of the cave.

It's like the palm of your hand is close to the world.

There was an ethereal voice, sounding underwater.

His Royal Highness's scalp was numb.

"Bah-"

"Ahh

His eyes widened, and the torrent echoed in his ears.

Someone sang softly in his ear with a delicate playful voice.

"Qi Shui Tang Tang, there is the Dragon King who crossed the river-"

"The vicissitudes of the rivers and lakes, who is up and down and sad——"

"Beiliang Silver City is windy and snowy, and the sword mound is hidden in the world-"

As soon as these three sentences came out, His Royal Highness's nasal cavity was sour, and he couldn't help but let go of his hand, and the whole person fell to the ground.

He was reluctant to push the door in.

The chess master helped him push the door open.

In the cave, there is no beautiful woman in a red dress, covering her face with a red curtain, babbling and singing.

It was bleak.

Within the small stone wall, there are invisible sounds constantly colliding and reverberating.

Floating Song.

There are no words, only sounds.

The desolate and ancient tune smashed into the bottom of my heart and penetrated into the bones.

The chess saint muttered, "Do you know where Fucang Song came from?"

Wei Qi squatted down, rubbed the old and worn shackles and anklets, looked up, and saw the broken and cracked Yin Yang stone wall.

One yin and one yang, the yin side has been broken, and the yang side is still as fresh as ever.

On the stone wall, a large character is engraved.

Da Chu.

The overlord of the year especially loved to listen to operas, and the woman under his knees wrote countless infatuated tracks for him.

There is only one song, which was written with pen and ink, and it has not been passed on, and it has only been heard by a few people.

Just wait for the overlord to return.

But the overlord did not return.

This song was destroyed in the world.

Wei Qi's voice was extremely soft: "Zhao Chunfeng told me that Fucang Song is divided into four que, great joy, great sorrow, great anger, and great might. ”

"The song of great compassion was recorded by the wood devil, and the floating song that is prevalent in the world is the song of great compassion. ”

His Highness looked up and saw the lines of blurry and dried blood on the stone wall.

The old man named Zhao Chunfeng, for the princess of Da Chu, exhausted his fingers to carve this blood-drenched floating song.

"Two big flags, one in red armor, and the word Chu in the palm. ”

"Nine thousand catties of Ding, one hundred thousand dragon elephants, two shoulders to resist. ”

"Gyokuro elixir, drunken yellow sorghum. ”

"Smash the sky, lie down on the yellow sand, raise your eyes and look around, all are desolate-"

"I am willing to level the mountains and rivers with a sword, and open the river with a sword!"

"A sword rises to the bright moon, and a sword falls to the sun!"

"The murderous sword, hidden in front of the knee, the wine in the lips of the beauty is hot. ”

"I don't want to live forever, but I want to get drunk 36,500 times. ”

"Three swords, the world is full of romance. ”

"Living immortals, I'm afraid when I see them, the dangerous building is 100 feet high, and I sit alone for 9,000 zhang!"

"Who doesn't call me a king in this floating world?"

Dawei.

Extremely powerful.

It's a pity.

The overlord Yu Ji in the world died, and there was no more Great Chu Fucang Song.

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