Chapter 5079

Sword unparalleled only felt the surge of emotion, and an unspeakable excitement that had not been seen for a long time emerged again.

Even if the hope was ethereal again, it still appeared, and it appeared in a form destined by the way of heaven.

Sanchun mountain, an ethereal and extremely difficult place to find, was met in the form of a mistake.

For a moment, jianwushuang didn't know what to do.

The young disciples lying and sitting in huamang are more curious and longing, although they are quite nervous.

The unparalleled sword that broke the sky brought him too much imagination.

Powerful and boundless, his memory is profound and hard to forget.

After finishing his mind, Jian Wushuang said, "this is the place where Xu Tuo, the divine craftsman, is reclining?"

"Ah, Xu Tuo?" The young disciple was stunned, "who is he?"

Before he could speak again, the strong man who had been standing on the shore took a step forward and said, "visitor, what can I do for you?"

Jian Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the speech, and then said, "I'm here to ask the craftsman some questions that have been bothering me for many days."

The strong man frowned slightly, "but my master never sees guests easily. I'm afraid you may not be able to see them when you go."

"I still want to see you, or I'll have trouble sleeping and eating." Jian Wushuang said, throwing Nan Xuan aside and bowing his hand solemnly.

At this time, a thin man secretly pulled the corners of the strong man's clothes and whispered, "elder martial brother, you can't take him. How long has Shifu not seen a guest? You don't know. I'm afraid if you really want to take him there, Shifu will be angry with us..."

"You don't see the younger martial brother in his hands. If we don't let go now, there will be disaster!" Said the strong man.

The skinny man wanted to say more, but after sighing, he stopped talking.

Then he arched his hands and said, "if the visitor insists, we will naturally pick up the visitor, but before that, can you put my junior brother back?"

Jian Wushuang was stunned. Then he secretly said that he was confused and hurriedly sent the young disciple back to the shore.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he landed, the strong man raised his hand and gave him two sugar chestnuts.

The young disciple was immediately wronged and said, "elder martial brother, why did you hit me..."

"I'll teach you a lesson later. I can't remember anything!" Said the strong man angrily.

Then he turned and bowed his hand. "In that case, visitors please follow us."

Jian Wushuang nodded, picked up Nan Xuan, who was still sleeping, and followed closely.

So far, nearly 50 strong men with red chests and baskets walked on the water bank and into the mountains.

The youngest disciple walked at the end of the team, holding the sword blank in one hand and touching his head in the other hand, muttering in a low voice, "it turns out that the taboo of my master is Xu Tuo..."

Like ink painting, ink mountain stretches far away against the long water, and cyan is the only main color.

The sword matchless carries Nan Xuan, who is still sleeping, walking in the front of the team, juxtaposing with the strong man.

There was nothing to say all the way, but the sword was unparalleled. During this time, he grasped all the details one by one.

These accompanying men have extremely strong arms, and most of them have traces of spark burning at their forearms, and there are bright iron filings at their trouser legs. At a glance, they know that they are caused by years of cast iron.

At the same time, these men also respected the craftsman Xu Tuo as their master. Both the front and side are enough to prove that this is the three inch mountain.

"I don't know the name of the visitor?" The strong man finally spoke.

Sword matchless nodded slightly, "sword word, matchless."

"Sword, sword master," he said suddenly, "my master has a strange temper and has never been born in public. I'm afraid it's not easy to go to see him."

"Are there any obstacles?" Sword matchless asked.

The strong man nodded. "Master has a strange temper and never shows up in public, so he set up three passes for leisure. Only after the three passes can he see him."

"OK, I will." He said, his eyes calm and didn't think it was difficult.

Jianwushuang's simplicity and calmness surprised the strong man. When he reacted, jianwushuang was on his way alone.

All the men stayed where they were and stared at his back.

The skinny man hugged his arms and looked funny. "You say he can really break through three levels?"

A man said, "he can poke a hole in the sky. What else can stop him?"

At this time, a calm man said, "even if you poke a hole in the sky, you may not be able to break our master's three levels."

"Don't forget, no friar has seen our master's real face."

"But he doesn't look like an ordinary monk."

"No matter how powerful, can he be an immortal? Don't forget, even Yan Xian will be bound at three inch mountain. "

The strong man waved his hand, "well, stop arguing. Now the top priority is to see Master and let him make a decision."

"Then let's go. I always feel that something bad has happened."

With the sound of the footsteps fading away, all men disappeared in place and did not enter mountains.

……

This is a mountain, to be exact, a sword mountain!

Every hundred steps, there will be a sword, or a sword blank that is not even a sword, obliquely inserted into the ground, standing for thousands of years.

A kind of unspeakable killing, bleak intention swept across.

Stepping on this magnificent and heavy Jianshan mountain, jianwushuang became cautious.

If there is a mountain pass, then this Jianshan must be the first pass. In order to see the craftsman Xu Tuo, he was extremely careful.

At the foot of the mountain, no less than 100000 sword blanks were inserted obliquely.

It's just that 100000 sword blanks are all iron, which won't resonate with the sword holder, or even half a cent of wisdom.

Walking here, the sword array is magnificent, which makes the sword unparalleled.

He was wondering who made these unsophisticated sword blanks and why they gave up halfway.

At this time, Nan Xuan woke up from his sleep, stretched a long waist and looked listless. "Little friend, what's this place?"

Jian Wushuang was helpless, and then told him the development of this mistake.

Hearing this, Nan Xuan said in surprise, "no, there's really such a coincidence?"

"Whether it's right or not, always try to do it."

After finishing this last sentence, jianwushuang went straight ahead.

"Xiaoyou, wait for me."

Jianshan is vast and shrouded in misty clouds.

The two men walked firmly forward, ignoring the sword wind sweeping towards them.

Soon, unparalleled sword found the clue in Jianshan.

The sword blanks scattered at the foot of the whole mountain began to sparse as they continued to rise.