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A young man in Tsing Yi was lying on a haystack, with a thatch in his mouth, lazily admiring the blue sky and white clouds, whistling from time to time, looking lazy and boring.

"The green mountains are long and the white clouds are passing, like the water flowing and the years are still young!" the young man muttered to himself: "This day is chic!"

The young man's name is Yan Que, and when he was two years old, he was brought back to Qingyun Mountain by the monks of Qingyun Mountain and became a native of Qingyun Gate.

The fairy road of the mainland of Kyushu is prevalent, and Qingyun Mountain is one of the six holy places of cultivation in Kyushu's "Three Mountains, Two Gates and One Shrine", enjoying a prestigious reputation and a place of cultivation that countless young monks dream of.

According to the master who brought back Yan Que, Yan Que originally lived in an ordinary village on the mainland of Kyushu, and the village suffered an unprovoked catastrophe when he was a child.

That year, there were demon masters who drove demon beasts to harm one side, and countless innocent people suffered misfortune and died.

The two-year-old Yan Que was hidden by his parents at the bottom of the well and survived, and was then brought back by his own master.

Yanque's master is a number of overhauls on Qingyun Mountain, known as "Ten Thousand Swords in Green Shirts" Liao Fengbai, one-handed swordsmanship is really top-notch, in the Kyushu continent, out of the prestige.

There are eight handsome and abnormal peaks on Qingyun Mountain, known as Qingyun Eight Peaks, with Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen as the name, Dui as the name, by the most famous "Qingyun Eight Heroes" of Qingyun Mountain, each leading a peak sitting, around the main peak of Qingyun Mountain, Qingyun Peak, forming the entire Qingyun Mountains.

There are more than 10,000 disciples in Qingyun Mountain, and there are thousands of disciples in each peak, only Yan Que and Liao Fengbai are in Zhenfeng, where there are only two masters and apprentices, although they are lonely, but they are better than being clean, and both masters and apprentices are lazy, except for the necessary food and clothing every month, they simply ignore mundane affairs and are at ease.

Liao Fengbai is an idle person, and the amount of time he spends in the mountains every year is simply outrageous, and when he returns to the mountains, he is just giving random pointers, which is purely free-range.

"Fortunately, the master is talented, otherwise there is such a master who pits an apprentice, and sooner or later he will be bad. Yan Que casually took out a stick, stuffed it into his mouth, snapped his fingers, a wisp of pure white flame came out of his fingertips, lit the stick, took a deep breath, spit out a white smoke ring, and stretched out comfortably.

"The ice grass on Qingyun Mountain is very good, it tastes much better than the tobacco on the earth!"

This is a secret of Yan Que, his soul is not a native of Kyushu, but an unlucky earthling, and in his own opinion he is a lucky one.

It happened to me, and it seems to be a fairy world, and immortality is also possible, maybe I can achieve success, and I can go back to the earth to see, pretending to be forced in front of my former friends, and I am excited to think about it.

"Didn't you say that there is a good crossing with a portable grandfather, a golden finger or something? For the sake of hair, I can only practice hard by myself? Fortunately, there is still smoke when I am lonely!"

With a flick of his hand, only an inch long of smoke was bounced into the air, drawing a graceful arc, and then falling to the ground.

"There is no such thing as polluting the environment!"

With a move, with a "ding", a three-foot long sword flew out of the haystack and was caught in Yan Que's hand.

Yan Que pinched a sword trick, his body moved, the sword walked with him, the sword light Huo Huo, a set of Qingyun Mountain basic swordsmanship was played by Yan Que vividly.

After a long time, Yan Que stopped his figure, retracted his long sword, stood up, and spit out a breath of turbidity.

"Qingyun Mountain's three major introductory swordsmanship Qingyun, Baji, and Songfeng, I have practiced for thirteen years, and there is no one with this foundation!"

Words are complacent, Qingyun Mountain is one of the six immortal gates of the righteous path in Kyushu, outsiders have always called it "Qingyun Sword School", it can be seen that Qingyun Mountain's swordsmanship is famous.

The three swordsmanship techniques of Qingyun, Baji, and Songfeng are practiced by the beginner monks of the Qingyun Sword Sect, and they are the foundation of the foundation, almost everyone in Qingyun Mountain can do it, but after practicing for thirteen years, there is really no one.

Not all Qingyun disciples are equal, the nine peaks of Qingyun Mountain, there are only three core disciples of each peak, as for the true biography, according to the rules, there is only one person, that is the "Qingyun Eight Heroes" of each generation, the sect master peak Qingyun Peak is not counted among them, the sect master peak is inhabited by the sect master of Qingyun Mountain, and the sect master of Qingyun Mountain is the most outstanding person in Qingyun Mountain, for example, the sect master of this generation is one of the eight masters, "Qingsong Sword" Ren Daoqi, who lives alone in Qingyun Peak.

The competition among the eight heroes of Qingyun is fierce, and there are many examples of eight heroes who have been stepped on by others to become mediocre, and there are even examples of accidents and tragic deaths when they travel abroad, so the eight heroes of Qingyun are not fixed, but they are just the eight most outstanding among each generation of Qingyun disciples.

Due to the fact that Zhenfeng is not prosperous, there is only one disciple of Yan Que, and it is natural that he is a true disciple, so he has enough time to carefully figure out these basic swordsmanship.

The rest of the disciples, a little beginner, almost all the disciples will choose a more advanced, more wonderful swordsmanship, in order to increase their status in the sect, otherwise after all, they will be reduced to the green leaves that set off others, who can be willing?

"These people, they are so ambitious! Thousands of tall buildings rise from the ground, and if the foundation is not laid, what is the use of learning no matter how wonderful the swordsmanship is!" Yan Que muttered.

As a former student of the earth in China, it is natural to think about his own path with the thinking of the earth Chinese people, the harshest single-plank bridge on the earth is the college entrance examination, what is the college entrance examination playing, the foundation! The foundation is laid, and everything is handy!

This is the strong reason why Yan Que has practiced the three swordsmanship for thirteen years!

This is also the point where Liao Fengbai tempted Yan Que to learn with peerless swordsmanship several times without almost vomiting blood.

What kind of character is Liao Fengbai, one of the eight masters of Qingyun, with ten thousand swords in green shirts, ten thousand swords in his hands, second only to Daoqi, the head of the sect in Qingyun Mountain, in the cultivation world, any one to point to his back is enough for him to be inexhaustible.

I just met Yan Que, a traverser, and thought that the foundation was the most important! Let the master Liao Fengbai coerce and lure, and resolutely never learn any swordsmanship until he is proficient in these three swordsmanship, lest he can't stand the temptation and waste the best time!

"Senior Brother Yan, Senior Brother Yan, where are you?" a sword light suddenly came, hovering over the earthquake peak.

"Senior Brother Fu, what's here!" Yan Que heard the voice, his head drooped, and he shouted helplessly.

The sword light fell, revealing a big man with cheeks, two meters and five meters high, and the iron tower stood there.

The big man's eyebrows are like knives, soaring into the temples, his eyes are blazing, and his divine light is restrained.

"Senior Brother Fu, why are you in such a hurry. Yan Que said weakly, and he didn't bother to raise his head.

Dahan smiled heartily without care, touched Yan Que's head, and said in an urn voice: "Zhenfeng has been alone with you all these years, and I don't know how you kid came over." ”

As he spoke, the big man reached out and touched it in his arms, took out a wooden token, and threw it to Yan Que casually.

"Dabi is going to start again?" Yan Que frowned and said.

Senior Brother Fu skillfully took out a cigarette, lit it and took a puff, and said with a comfortable face: "Once a year, the disciples of each peak have a small competition, and this year is a big competition every ten years, and the elites of all peaks gather, and even many true legends who have been in retreat for a long time will appear! Hmm, this thing is really good, cool!"

Yan Que casually took out a cloth bag, threw it to Senior Brother Fu, and said, "You smoker, most of my cigarettes have gone into your pocket!"

Senior Brother Fu smiled, grabbed the cloth bag, opened it and saw that hundreds of cigarettes made of ice and grass were lying in the bag, and put them away with satisfaction.

"It's not that Senior Brother said you, you used to be young and still have rhetoric, the huge Zhenfeng is just you and Uncle Liao, this mountain is full of rare resources, there are many people who are worried about it, and the elders and disciples of Jiufeng are not satisfied with your master and apprentice monopolizing so many good things, and they are all holding their stomachs!"

"If you have the ability, take it away, and sprinkle your anger on me, what's the point?" Yan Que said angrily.

"There are more than 10,000 disciples in Qingyun Mountain, and the resources are also limited, there are so many resources in total, and your master and apprentice account for nearly one-eighth, can you not make people blush, no one dares to provoke Uncle Liao, you! Hehehehe......" Senior Brother Fu smiled meaninglessly.

Yan Que sighed, and said helplessly: "It seems that this time we can't run away, ten years of competition, you can't embarrass the master, who called us the eight heroes of Qingyun!"

"Come on, who doesn't know the moisture of your Qingyun Bajie, if it weren't for Lao Fu and I being familiar with you, I would definitely be coveting your mountain baby!" Senior Brother Fu said enviously, his glasses glanced at the huge earthquake peak, and his eyes were almost red.

Senior Brother Fu's name is Fu Shan, he is a disciple of Kuai Tang, one of the eight masters of Qingyun Mountain, the true biography of Gen Feng, who has been in the beginning for fifteen years, and is proficient in Gen Feng's peerless mountain and sea sword scripture, a heavy sword, the leader of the younger generation of Qingyun Mountain, and has few opponents.

As the Eight Masters of Qingyun, Kuaitang is self-explanatory, not to mention his cultivation, he is in charge of all the punishments of Qingyun Mountain, and he is very powerful, and the disciples of Qingyun are respectful, and his disciples are also meticulous, cautious in their words and deeds, except for this Fu Mountain.

Fu Shan, don't look at the old man, he is indeed a talker, he is very playful, he can say anything, he pulls things around every day, which makes Kuaitang very unhappy, but he is his proud disciple, and he is regarded as the heir of the mantle, which is really helpless.

"Uncle Kuai sent you over to talk about this?" Yan Que said.

"The master said let me ventilate, whoever called me has a good relationship with you!" Fu Shan hugged Yan Que's shoulders and laughed: "Who doesn't know the entire Qingyun Mountain, I Fu Shan has the best relationship with you....."

Yan Que listened helplessly to Fu Shanbalabala's endless, and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Okay, okay, aren't you just here to blackmail some cigarettes, I don't know you yet!" Yan Que said helplessly.

"Those who know me, Senior Brother Yan too!" Fu Shan swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog as he spoke, and by the way, he stuffed one for Yan Que.

The two of them were just like this, on Qingyun Mountain, practicing in the holy land, swallowing clouds and spitting fog without any scruples, chatting and farting in the sky.

The young man doesn't know what it's like!

After staying for most of the day, Fu Shan became addicted to smoking, and extorted a bag of ice grass cigarettes, which was dedicated to Kuaitang in the name of Kuaitang, and then he was satisfied with the sword and left.

Yan Que couldn't help but worry, although he said that he was a true Qingyun Eight Masters, and he had practiced Qingyun swordsmanship for thirteen years, but the three basic swordsmanship was definitely not good in the big competition.

Yan Que, who was bored in his heart, couldn't help muttering: "People cross, I also cross, what is this special thing, it's good to give a portable old man, no matter how poor it is, it's good to give a talented person, and the skills that you can learn are good! ”

Yan Que threw away the long sword, lay down on the haystack again, and said in a chant of words: "The shock is thunder, come to a thunder to slash me, give a special physique or something, consolation prize! No matter how bad it is, an adventure or something, it also makes me feel a little balanced in my heart." ”

With his eyes wide open, he stared intently at the white sky as if waiting for a miracle to befall him.

After a long time, Yan Que's eyes were already stinging, and he screamed and covered his eyes with his hands and plunged into the haystack.

After a long time, a head poked out: "As a crossing clan, I am really ashamed of myself." ”

Yan Que, who was not interested, stretched out his hand, and the three-foot long sword flew back into his hand, and the imperial sword flew towards the only hall on the earthquake peak.