People in the world always think that Tianlan does not listen to the rain, but is a genius in the world. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When Mo listens to the rain, no one dares to say that it is comparable to it.

After Mo Tingyu went, there were many more rumors, often saying that if Mo Tingyu was still there, who might be comparable to him.

But this is all nonsense, after all, Mo Tingyu is dead, you just make him worthless, and he can't climb out of the grave after all and argue with him.

But there is a way that three people become tigers, and everyone is golden.

Whether it is true or not, when there are many people who say it, it becomes true.

People are terrible, and that's pretty much what they say.

The disciples of Tianlan Academy, in addition to Mo Tingyu, are well-known to the world, as well as the ghost and sorrow Xu Rang, the white-headed son Hou Ruyi, the drizzle sword Luo Yu'er, and the red-clothed guest Hua Fei yesterday.

Although these four people were all at the top of the Chang'an General Star List at that time, it was always surprising under the brilliance of Mo Tingyu.

The people of Shu even secretly thought that after the Chang'an Rebellion that year.

Xu Rang was in charge of Tianlan, Hou Ruyi died, and Luo Yuer and Hua Fei fled in defeat yesterday. Tianlan Temple, which was once prosperous, is no longer beautiful for 10,000 years after all.

In addition to sighing, there are always people who are inevitably happy.

But in today's battle of the sword mound, Wu Shisan, who was touted high in Shu, was defeated by Hua Fei's palm.

The world has just woken up.

Tianlan has seven stars and seven veins, how can there ever be mediocrity?

Don't listen to the name of the rain genius demon, how can the laity compare with it?

If the flower is not yesterday, in time, when he achieves the star, Tianlan was in full swing back then, and who dares to say that he will not come again?

Outside the sword mound finally became silent, the faces of these disciples of Shushan became extremely ugly, and the head of their own family was defeated in the hands of a person who was not very famous before, which made the competitive heart of these young people a little lost after all.

"Master Wu, can you open the sword mound?" Hua Fei turned a blind eye to everyone's expressions yesterday, and he asked.

Wu Qi raised his head as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"Good. Wu raised his head, and then gave an order, "Open the sword mound." ”

Although he was under more than 100 people in front of many disciples, he believed in his words, and there was little resentment on his face, so his behavior could be called above board.

With the approval of their own head of the house, the disciples in charge of this matter glanced at each other and walked to the front of the sword mound.

Their hands were clasped together, and several sigils were attached.

One after another, the sky-high sword intent swept out of their bodies.

At the same time, there seemed to be a sense in the sword mound, and a sword roared.

Like a hundred birds and a phoenix, endless, the sound vibrates the world.

The huge iron gate in front of the sword mound dozens of zhang high also slowly opened at this moment, and the sword mound of Shushan finally showed its true appearance in front of Su Chang'an and the three of them.

Perhaps like the Heavenly Dao Pavilion, the sword mound in Shushan also has the protection of some kind of formation, even if the heavy iron door has been opened, everyone still can't see the situation inside, and can only feel a simple and vast sword intent rushing towards them.

Come to think of it, the sword mound is the foundation of Shushan after all, how can it be so sloppy to prevent it from just an iron gate?

On the other side, those Shushan disciples who opened the iron gate did not stop because of this, the movements on their hands changed, and dozens of marks were formed. In the white light that shrouded the sword shrine, a crack was broken.

"Three please!" Wu Qi said, withdrawing his hand.

"Thank you, Master Wu. Hua Fei bowed his head yesterday, then looked at Luo Yuer and Su Changan, and said, "Let's go." ”

When Su Changan and Luo Yu'er heard this, they didn't say much, and after glancing at each other, they followed Hua Fei's pace and strode towards the crack.

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Before he really saw the scene inside the sword mound, Su Changan had fantasized about what the sword mound in Shushan was.

Is it a world of its own like the Heavenly Dao Pavilion, or is there also a strange person similar to nothing?

But these strange thoughts vanished in an instant when he really saw the situation inside the sword shrine.

The first time he stepped into the sword shrine.

The first thing that came to his face was the sword intent that was as vast as the sea and almost suffocating.

This sword intent had already been comprehended once when the iron door was opened, but it was only now that he understood that the sword intent he had felt outside the sword mound was just the tip of the iceberg of the vast sword intent in the sword mound.

When you are really in it, you can feel how great the sword intent is.

Even the sword intent that the Sword Dao Star Death can inspire is only a drop in the ocean compared to this sword mound.

Then, for the first time, Su Changan finally saw the scene inside the sword shrine clearly.

It was spreading towards the sky, like an endless stream of loess.

They're dry, they're barren, they're barren.

And some are just a long sword stuck upside down on it.

These long swords spread along the barren soil to the sky.

There are too many to count, and there is no end to hope.

Every sword is a long story.

It is all a swordsman's magnificent life.

Su Changan looked at the swords, as if he could hear some whispers, some groans, and some weeping.

He felt like they were talking about something.

or joy, or remembrance, or unwillingness.

Shushan has stood for thousands of years, and most of these swords come from those swordsmen of Shushan.

They are not like the monks outside Shushan, who have their own avenues of 3,000 for them to choose from.

For the swordsmen of Shushan, their Dao is very small, very narrow, and at the same time very powerful. This way is called the way of the sword.

These swordsmen have been with swords for life.

Born for the sword, but also died for the sword.

It is often said that the greatest glory for a true monk should be to return to the stars after death and become the eternal shining of the world.

But for the swordsmen of Shushan, this is not the case.

For them, the greatest glory should be that the sword gives birth to wisdom, and the sword is buried in the sword mound after death.

Yes, the swords in the sword mound have never been ordinary, each one has more or less a little wisdom, and when it is put into the rivers and lakes, each one is enough to make the swordsmen of the world flock to it.

Therefore, there is another saying in the world, the world's famous sword comes out of Shu Mountain.

Su Changan was shocked by those sword intents, sighed for the low sound of these long swords, and was heartbroken for the penance of the swordsmen of the past generations in Shushan.

He thought for a long time what kind of rhetoric should be used to describe the sword sea in front of him, but after thinking about it, he could only think of the passage that people often use to describe the sword mound.

The sword is still there, and there are thousands of graves.

The swordsmen have long since disappeared into the long years, and only their swords are still in this sword mound, day after day, year after year, recalling the glory of fighting the world with their masters.

He finally couldn't suppress the emotion that rose in his heart, he bowed down, and bowed to the dense long sword in the sword mound with great respect.

Worship these famous swords who guard the sword mound, and also worship those swordsmen who have long gone.

And at this moment, a voice sounded from behind the three of them.

"I think the three of them are Su Changan, Hua Fei, and Luo Yuer from Tianlan Academy, right?"