There are three holy places in the world, Wudang in the north of Daxu, it is rumored that the ancestor of Wudang is the Emperor Zhenwu, there was a Wudang sword immortal in one breath to resist a thousand swords, leaving Wudang to rise after a thousand years, and sure enough, Wudang has never declined for thousands of years.

Near the capital of the Great Xu Dynasty is the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, the world knows that the Dragon and Tiger have many heavenly masters, there have been Dragon and Tiger masters who are proud of themselves, and the world preaches the Dragon and Tiger Ten of the seventh, the former are the Taoist holy places where the incense is flourishing for thousands of years.

And Qiyun Mountain, which is known as Xiaowu, is relatively rare in terms of pilgrims, and the ancient genius praised it in seconds, inserting a stone into the sky, straight into the clouds, and Biyunqi.

Now the huge Qiyun Mountain is not only rare pilgrims, even the disciples in the mountain are pitiful, all because a hundred years ago there was a person in Qiyun Mountain who walked in the red dust, admired the daughter of the God royal family, and robbed the vassal king, this behavior ruined the thousand-year-old reputation of Qiyun Mountain, and the dignified Taoist holy land did such a ridiculous thing.

At the foot of Qiyun Mountain, a young man in linen stepped up, and the steep mountain road was like walking on the ground at his feet.

"Is Qi Yunshan really in decline, one person's fault is even unified, that person is really ashamed of Qi Yunshan. Li Changzhi looked at the scarcity of pilgrims along the way, most of them were old people.

Since the farewell of Jingzhou City, Li Changzhi, who has been walking in the rivers and lakes for two years, has become more and more mature, with a long figure, a handsome face, his hair is tied with a silver rope, and a pair of sword eyes are flat and waveless.

When he traveled through the rivers and lakes, he knew that Dao Wudang and Qi Yun were both Emperor Fengzhenwu, and there were many sword fairy-like characters in the two Daomen holy places.

Li Changzhi walked the sword intent of the Jianghu cultivation to seek to be born, and after watching the world with all kinds of sword intent, he naturally chose the nearby Qiyun Mountain, wanting to observe the Taoist sword cultivation to sharpen his sword intent.

Li Changzhi climbed all the way up the mountain, the speed was extremely fast, and he came to the top of the mountain in half a day.

On the top of the mountain, a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe was sweeping on the empty ground with a broom, and when he saw Li Changzhi, who had just reached the top, he put the broom aside: "Didn't this little brother come from the mountain to add incense money to Qiyunguan, right?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled, and he couldn't tell whether he was joking at Li Changzhi or really thinking that Li Changzhi was a pilgrim.

"Immortal Chief, I saw you holding a broom just now, but I don't know what you are sweeping?" Li Changzhi replied and looked at this Immortal Chief.

"It doesn't matter what I sweep, what matters is that I'm using this broom. The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled, saw Li Changzhi contemplating his eyebrows, and said: "Little brother, have you stopped all the way up the mountain, have you ever paid attention to the scenery along the way, isn't it to reach the top?" ”

Li Changzhi's brows deepened: "Dare to ask Immortal Chief Qi Yunguan whether it is true martial arts or Taoism?"

"Then little brother, do you practice martial arts or kendo?" the middle-aged Taoist priest asked rhetorically, not allowing Li Changzhi to answer.

"Kendo is martial arts, but martial arts is not kendo, and the immortal chief Qi Yunguan can still have a sword immortal. Li Changzhi decided not to continue to play pantome riddles and said what was in his heart.

"Since you are an immortal, how can you be obsessed with the world, little brother, you are in love, Qi Yunguan does not have any sword immortals, and if there is, he has already soared away. The middle-aged Taoist corrected.

"I heard that Qi Yunshan had a sword cultivator a hundred years ago, and one person and one sword entered the vassal king's mansion to rob relatives, ruining Qi Yunshan's thousand-year-old reputation, is this person a sinner of Qi Yunshan?" Li Changzhi said.

"I Qi Yunshan has never regarded it as a sinner, when the senior brother killed hundreds of guests in the palace of the feudal king with one sword, and raised the wind of my Qiyun Mountain's swordsmanship, how can I be said to be a sinner, as for the common people who think that my Qiyun Mountain is immoral, it is even more ridiculous, the woman of the emperor's family is already fond of my senior brother, the vassal king admires his appearance, and it is better to marry than to force relatives, if the people of my generation of cultivators do not even have the courage to find the person they love, it is called humiliating lintel, what is the use of cultivating this sword to find this way" The middle-aged Taoist priest didn't care at all about telling this secret in front of Li Changzhi, and said with a flat face.

Li Changzhi's face was expressionless, but his heart was shocked, the Taoist priest in front of him who looked like he was only in his forties was actually the junior disciple of the sword cultivator a hundred years ago, so his real age was by no means what it seemed.

Looking at the middle-aged Taoist priest without the slightest breath of a martial arts master, then it can only show that this Taoist priest's cultivation has returned to the basics, which is far beyond Li Changzhi's ability.

"The immortal chief is a master outside the world, Qiyun Mountain has such a master as the immortal chief, it is worthy of being a holy land of the Daomen, the younger generation is now pregnant with sword intent, and if you want to watch the evolution of a hundred swords into a sword through the sky, please ask the immortal to come out with a sword to point. Li Changzhi made a gesture of please and said loudly.

"Little brother praised it in seconds, I have no sword in my heart, and Qiyun Mountain is no longer a Taoist holy land, and I am afraid that my little brother will go in vain. As he spoke, the middle-aged Taoist priest picked up the broom on the side again and ignored Li Changzhi on the side.

Seeing that this person was unwilling to draw his sword and did not force it, Li Changzhi turned around and walked down the mountain.

"Looking at other people's swords is always not as good as the sword that you realize, the sword intent is not heavy, and the little brother wants to miss the scenery of the mountain. The middle-aged Taoist priest's voice came from behind.

Li Changzhi paused, turned around again, the middle-aged Taoist priest was still holding a broom and didn't know what to sweep, Li Changzhi clasped his hands into fists: "Thank you Immortal Chang, Changzhi has been taught." ”

After speaking, he walked down the mountain again, but he still went down the mountain quickly, and did not watch the scenery along the way, he had his own way to go, and what others said could not shake his heart.

The middle-aged Taoist priest looked at the cloth-clothed young man who went down the mountain with a sword: "Idiot, your mind is so resolute, you will miss a lot along the way." ”

The middle-aged old man's voice couldn't hear joy and sorrow, it was dull to the extreme, looking at the broom in his hand: "This red dust is really inexhaustible!"

Li Changzhi, who was walking on the mountain road, thought quickly in his mind, raised the sword for two years, the sword intent has reached a critical point, and now he can simplify the sword intent to two swords, but he has not been able to deduce a sword, once he deduces a sword, it is a sword through the sky, he needs to observe the profound sword style, and deduce his own Tongtian sword from the sword of others, once the sword intent reaches the Tongtian realm, where can this huge river and lake go, even if the original Qingfeng Sword Immortal is cold and arrogant, it is only to reach the sky, but this trip to Qiyun Mountain is not a sword, then only go to the remaining Wudang Mountain。

With a plan in his heart, Li Changzhi's steps became faster.

(ps: Written at ten o'clock until now, Kavinka's awesomeness, the new book categorically can't ask for leave to think about sorting out the following chapters, now it's a more chapter, there may be a chapter today, Monday, ask for some recommendations, hehe, go to bed)