In the depths of the bamboo forest, the fallen leaves are all over the ground, and the spring breeze is swaying, and the green bamboo is rattling, which is as pleasant as the sound of a bell chime. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the fallen leaves, a young man in a coarse cloth shirt stood with a sword, his eyes slightly closed, standing in the forest, the spring breeze blew through the forest, setting off the bamboo leaves in the sky, but the young man was like standing on the top of the sky, standing still!

Suddenly, the young man's eyes opened, and the aura around his body suddenly rose, and a large number of bamboo leaves rose from under his feet, one by one like steel needles, and many flying bamboo leaves were nailed to the green bamboo!

"Boom!"

The long sword in the young man's hand suddenly came out of its sheath, and the sword light flashed, and then returned to the scabbard.

Just between the lightning and flint, the seven leg-thick green bamboos in front of the young man suddenly exploded inch by inch and broke into pieces!

With a flip of his wrist, the young man inserted the long sword on the ground, his skin instantly turned pale gold, his right hand clenched into a fist, and slammed it on the ground, and the pieces of green bamboo scattered on the ground instantly flew up and exploded.

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha horn sounded suddenly, and the old monk who thought that he was thin and had a gray beard walked over slowly, and it was the master of the Buddha's bitter precepts.

Hearing this, Jian Qingyu's aura around her body quickly receded like a tide, her hands were folded, and she turned around and bowed slightly: "Master!"

The young man is the Jian Qingyu who has accompanied the hard guard for ten years, and the ten years have passed quietly in the snap of his fingers, and the immature Jian Qingyu has also grown into a young man with a height of seven feet, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a heroic appearance!

In the past ten years, although the bitter precept has not received the entry of Jian Qingyu, and Jian Qingyu is not a disciple of Buddhism, but the bitter precept has passed on the mantle to Jian Qingyu, although there is no name of a disciple, but there is a disciple.

Therefore, Jian Qingyu has always been a disciple of the bitter precept, commensurate with the disciple!

Kujie nodded slightly, held Jian Qingyu's head, and said with a smile: "Child, you have been in the Buddha Sect for ten years!"

In the past ten years, Ku Jie has aged very quickly, the wrinkles on his face are as deep as ravines, and his body is slightly rickety, and even his eyebrows and beard have quickly turned white!

But there is one thing, the bitter precept has never changed, and I still like to stroke Jian Qingyu's head and call it "child"!

"Yes!" Jian Qingyu nodded slightly, his heart sank, and he said in a low voice: "It's been ten years and six months!"

Jian Qingyu said, the bitter ring was silent, and the wind whistled in the bamboo forest, but Jian Qingyu felt that his breathing was a little difficult.

After a long time, the bitter precept slowly nodded, looked at Jian Qingyu, and said in a low voice: "Child, you should leave!"

Hearing this long-expected answer, Jian Qingyu still felt as if he had been struck by lightning, trembled, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Master!"

"Amitabha!"

Ku Jie slowly turned around, already in tears, chanted a Buddha name, and said slowly: "Ten years ago, when the old man saw you for the first time, he knew that you were red and dusty, and it was not suitable for this quiet place of Buddhism!"

After that, Ku Jie left quickly, and a faint voice echoed in the bamboo forest: "Lao Qu will start to retreat tonight, and you will go down the mountain early tomorrow morning!"

"Master!"

Jian Qingyu kowtowed heavily and called out urgently.

However, in the bamboo forest, only the sound of the wind will move the sound of green bamboo, and the figure of Kujie has long disappeared.

Jian Qingyu was still lying on the ground like this, for a long time, for a long time......

The morning sun rises, and the warm and bright light instantly sweeps away the boundless darkness.

On the edge of the cliff behind the mountain, Jian Qingyu slowly stood up, lifted the iron sword in his hand, and walked towards the foot of the Buddha Mountain!

After bidding farewell to the abbot and the three masters yesterday, Jian Qingyu sat here all night and didn't sleep all night!

At the foot of the Buddha Mountain, Jian Qingyu reluctantly looked back at the majestic Buddha Hall and the invisible back mountain bamboo forest in the Sanskrit morning recitation, walked out of Luohan City quickly, and headed towards Zhongzhou with a sword!

Last night, he traveled all over the mainland and Kyushu, and when he left the Buddhist Sect, the place he wanted to go to the most was Sword Casting City, to see where he was born, and to see where his father and mother lived!

In the ten years of Buddhism, Jian Qingyu knew that the Star Sword Continent had become a thing of the past, and the current continent was the Kyushu Continent of Daomen!

Thirteen years ago, the major family sects led by Daomen besieged the Sword Casting City, and the Sword Family caused a disaster against the Xiao Wall, and overnight, the Sword Casting City changed hands, known as the "Night of Folding the Sword"!

After this battle, Daomen Immortal Ancestor Daohong Zhenren shocked the continent, and Daomen replaced the Sword Family and became the first sect in the continent!

Subsequently, the head of the Taoist sect Xuanzhen abdicated and retreated, and his eldest disciple Fa Yun took over the Taoist gate, dividing the mainland into nine, central Zhongzhou, eastern Yunzhou, western Chanzhou, southern Chongzhou, northern Xuanzhou, northeast Youzhou, southeast Qingzhou, southwest Xiangzhou, and northwest Jizhou.

The Star Sword Continent was renamed the Kyushu Continent, and the era of the Sword Family has come to an end!

It was noon, and Jian Qingyu walked briskly on the ancient road leading to Zhongzhou.

Suddenly, Jian Qingyu's brows furrowed slightly, and the chaotic voice came faintly, approaching quickly. Jian Qingyu looked around, and then jumped onto a big tree in the dense forest on the side of the road.

"Da Da Da ......"

With the rapid sound of horses' hooves approaching, Jian Qingyu raised his eyes and saw a girl in Tsing Yi galloping in front of him, and three people in black holding a long sword in the back, chasing after him.

"Sixth!"

The man in black in the middle looked at the back of the girl in green clothes in front of him, and suddenly snorted coldly.

"Understood! Big brother!"

At the same time as the man in black at the front responded, his right hand reached into his arms, and four prismatic darts were thrown forward abruptly.

"Ritsu Ritsu!"

"Ahh

The girl in Tsing Yi exclaimed in surprise, and her figure suddenly fell, and as the horse fell, she also fell to the ground, and rolled diagonally to the edge of the dense forest by the roadside.

The girl got up from the ground in embarrassment, and was about to burrow into the dense forest, but found that she was surrounded by three people.

"Who are you?"

The girl hurriedly drew the sword in her hand, protected it in front of her, and shouted loudly.

"Miss Lin, if you obediently go with our brother, we promise not to hurt you in the slightest, otherwise we will have to destroy the flowers with our hands!"

The "boss" of the man in black sneered.

As he spoke, the two black-clothed men beside him were already approaching the girl in Tsing Yi step by step!

"In broad daylight, a few big men bullied a little girl, and it was really cheeky to grow on a dog!"

A light laugh suddenly sounded, and the faces of the three black-clothed men changed, and when they looked up, they saw that on the treetops above their heads, Jian Qingyu stood with a sword, looking down at them, with a sarcastic look on his face.

"Good boy, do you want to be a hero to save the beauty?" The "boss" of the man in black sneered and shouted: "Fourth, sixth, kill him!"

"I don't need the fourth brother to make a move, I can solve him alone!" The man in black, the sixth sneered, and with a leap of his body, he stepped on the trunk of the tree and killed Jian Qingyu.

Seeing that the other party was so decisive, Jian Qingyu's eyes narrowed slightly, his right hand held the long sword, and his eyes locked on the galloping steps of the black-clothed man "Old Six".

"Be careful!" With Jian Qingyu's soft shout, the long sword was drawn out, and a sword slashed out.

The black-clothed man "Old Sixth" smiled coldly, and with a leap of his body, he wanted to fall behind Jian Qingyu and attack Jian Qingyu's vest.

Immediately after, however, his sneer turned to consternation and fear.

Because he found that he was not falling on the branch, but falling down. With the sword just now, after Jian Qingyu forced him to jump, he turned his hand and cut off the branches behind him with a single sword.

Without a foothold, the man in black "Lao Liu" fell directly from the tree, rolled on the ground with a donkey, and landed safely, although he was not injured, he also looked quite embarrassed.

"Look for death!" The man in black, the "Sixth", stood up in embarrassment, roared, stepped on the trunk again, and rushed towards Jian Qingyu.

This time, he had already taken precautions, and before he got close, he held the sword flower and stabbed at the sword Qingyu.

Jian Qingyu sneered in his heart, he didn't care, this person's cultivation was not as good as his own, and his swordsmanship was even more superficial, and he would never be his opponent!

Just as the black-clothed man "Old Six" approached Jian Qingyu, Jian Qingyu moved. He kicked the branch with both feet, and with a leap of force, he landed on one of the branches above.

After his vigorous step, the branches under his feet were broken, and the black-clothed man "Old Six" was in front of him at this moment, and he was caught off guard and fell to the ground again.

"Poof!"

Lin Qiongling on the side couldn't help laughing when she saw the black-clothed man "Old Six" being played by Jian Qingyu and falling down in embarrassment twice in a row.

Lin Qiongling smiled, and the "boss" of the man in black felt even more embarrassed, and immediately shouted angrily: "Fourth, you are also up, solve him as soon as possible!"

"Yes, big brother!" The fourth man in black nodded, glanced at Jian Qingyu coldly, held the giant sword in both hands, stepped forward quickly, and slashed at the trunk of the tree with a sword.