Chapter 391

Lu Qingshan nodded his thanks to Li Zhao.

As soon as Li Zhao smiled, the whole person turned into smoke and dispersed slowly.

Looking at the mountain road that still couldn't see the end, Lu Qingshan didn't speak, stepped forward and then moved forward.

Not surprisingly, there was another roar in consciousness.

The world is spinning.

Before consciousness is completely blank.

What will the level be like this time?

Lu Qingshan thought.

……

On the top of the mountain.

Li Zhao's figure appeared beside the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

"Your Excellency," Li Zhao said respectfully to the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

The leader of huangquan prison nodded slightly and looked at Lu Qingshan who was still moving forward step by step on the mountain road. Suddenly he asked, "do you think he can pass Yan Qingfeng's state of mind?"

"Yes," Li zhaoduding said.

A look of surprise appeared on the Confucian face, "so sure?"

Li Zhaogong said, "although I'm not a real swordsman, I can't evaluate too much.

But his temperament is the same as that of my master.

Therefore, in my heart, he is already the best sword repair. "

His master is the most romantic in the state of Zhao and the first sword God in the Jianghu.

"You have a noble status. I'm just a reincarnated soul and don't dare to surpass it. But if it's as I said, he can climb to the top of the mountain without other tests." Li zhaozhengse said

The Lord of the yellow spring prison thought deeply, and a divine light flashed in his eyes, "then take a look."

.......……

A black roof made of thatch and mud.

Yan Qingfeng opened his eyes.

He is an ordinary boy in a small village under Qingyun Mountain.

There is a Qingyun gate on Qingyun Mountain, which is a sword sect gate.

Occasionally, you can see the immortal imperial sword turning into streamer and leaving the mountain.

Imperial sword between heaven and earth.

This is a matter of longing and longing for teenagers.

Yan Qingfeng knows he likes swords.

Today is the test day for Qingyun sect to recruit disciples every ten years.

The clouds around Qingyun Mountain in the past have long dispersed.

Yan Qingfeng went up the mountain path step by step.

On the is Qingyun Mountain.

On the open space in front of the huge hall, there are middle-aged people in black, with Fairy Spirit.

In the open space, there were nearly a thousand young children aged no more than 12, including Yan Qingfeng.

To cultivate the truth, we should first attach importance to the spiritual root talent, even the sword sect.

The first step in the introductory examination is to test the spirit root.

One in a hundred has spiritual roots.

One child after another who was full of hope to climb the mountain was disillusioned with his dream of cultivating immortality.

Only a few lucky people can enter the immortal gate.

Unfortunately, Yan Qingfeng is not one of the lucky few.

But he didn't want to give up.

He knelt at the foot of Qingyun gate for three days and nights.

Finally, the six elders of Qingyun sect felt their sincerity and made an exception to accept them into the sect.

The next day, a child without spiritual roots knelt at the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

Yan Qingfeng, who was admitted to Qingyun sect by exception, has a very low status.

Because the spiritual root is not obvious, the progress of cultivation is pitifully slow.

At the beginning of March, he couldn't even attract Reiki into his body.

This makes many people in the door complain about the six elders who accept Yan Qingfeng.

Although the spirit root is not obvious, Yan Qingfeng's talent for Kendo is far beyond ordinary people.

He happened to see the martial arts elder refining Qi in the sect and the disciple's swordsmanship.

Qingyun sword formula.

Only those who have reached more than three levels of Qi refining can practice.

However, he has not reached the level of Qi refining for three years. He is regarded as a great humiliation of Qingyun sect. Naturally, he is not qualified to learn this Qingyun sword formula.

He only saw the first style, Pingsha falling goose.

Itching, he practiced with a wooden branch in private.

Unexpectedly, different from the stupidity when practicing the martial arts, the falling geese in the flat sand, who had just seen it in a hurry, could be extremely skilled at the first time.

Pingsha falling wild goose is just the starting move of Qingyun sword formula. It is very common and its power is not obvious.

Yan Qingfeng only learned this type, so he can only practice again and again.

Practice one move sword style a thousand times a day, ten thousand times. After a period of time, even the most common sword style will no longer be common.

What's more, Yan Qingfeng has an extraordinary talent in kendo.

After March, there will be the big ratio of Qingyun sect.

All the young disciples have to compete with each other and let the sect elders accept the disciples' practice achievements over the years.

Those who perform well will be rewarded.

But this year's sects have more different meanings than before.

Because of a new provision.

The last one will be removed from the status of Qingyun sect disciple.

Everyone knows that this rule is aimed at Yan Qingfeng.

Yan Qingfeng also knows.

He didn't speak. It's no use talking.

Who cares about his opinion?

He was depressed, and the wild geese fell in the sand under the moon.

Only by practicing sword can you relieve your worries.

But that night, he heard a strange call.

After hesitating for a moment, Yan Qingfeng followed the call and found the past.

In the back mountain and pool, among the rocks of different sizes and shapes, there is a black sword obliquely inserted. The whole body is black. The sword body is immersed in the water, leaving only the handle out of the water.

At the moment when he was close to the pool, the gravel shot out, and the black sword rose. The whole body was black, three feet long, and the blade was cold, and a fierce air came to his face.

Like a demon.

But there was a faint black light shining on it and the call from it, as if it was tempting Yan Qingfeng.

Think for a long time.

Yan Qingfeng bit his teeth and grasped the handle of the sword.

When he grasped the handle of the sword, Yan Qingfeng clearly saw the terrible picture contained in the terrible evil spirit.

A bloody ocean, countless corpses floating on it, there are terrible birds crowing.

A long bridge runs across the sea of blood.

He was on this long bridge.

The sight is chilling.

Yan Qingfeng felt a sense of oppression that made it difficult for him to breathe.

He is like a drowning man, struggling with his mission.

Not far in front of Yan Qingfeng, a terrible beast with the appearance of an evil ghost suddenly appeared and rushed at him with a ferocious roar.

He subconsciously displayed the flat sand falling geese that had been rehearsed many times.

A sword pierced the throat of the beast of terror.

Blood splashed out on him.

Then, he recovered his Qingming, and his clothes had already been soaked with sweat.

More strangely, Yan Qingfeng felt sticky all over.

When I looked closely, I found myself covered with blood.

But Yan Qingfeng found that his accomplishments had reached the fifth level of Qi refining.

Looking at the long sword in his hand, Yan Qingfeng knew that it must be the sword that made all this.

But he also knew that the sword was probably a demon.

After all, he saw the strange scene of the sea of blood and corpses with his own eyes.

Thought for a long time.

He remembered the ridicule of his senior brothers, the six elders who were criticized by his senior uncles because of himself, and the new rule of the last elimination system.

He silently picked up his sword and jumped into the pool to wash away the blood.

A few months later.

Qingyun gate Dabi starts.

All Qingyun sect disciples gathered together.

Including the shame of his sect, who only learned the flat sand falling wild goose.

In the first war, Yan Qingfeng's opponent was senior brother Zhang Feng, who liked to ridicule him most.

Cultivation of the sixth floor of refining Qi.

Yan Qingfeng's long sword crosses the gap like an antelope hanging its horn.

Before the crowd reacted, the tip of the sword had reached Zhang Feng's throat.

Everyone was stunned.

Yan Qingfeng only used one sword. The most insignificant Pingsha falling goose defeated Zhang Feng.

Yan Qingfeng passed all the way in the next big match.

Flat sand falling geese.

Flat sand falling geese.

Flat sand falling geese.

With one move, Yan Qingfeng reached the final challenge arena.

In the final, Yan Qingfeng's opponent is senior brother zongmen.

In the past, Yan Qingfeng, who was ridiculed, stood upright with his sword, his expression was free and heroic.

The sword light is three points faster and murderous in the light.

Another move to calm the sand and fall the wild goose. Elder martial brother was defeated by his sword.

Yan Qingfeng became famous in the first World War. All the sarcasm disappeared and endless praise came.

Everyone said that Yan Qingfeng's flat sand falling geese did not fall geese, but green luans in the sky.

Yan Qingfeng was not immersed in praise.

He knew that the sword in his hand was the source of everything, and the praise of others was only passive water.

Can't drink.

Yan Qingfeng named the sword he found by the pool magic sword.

Because this sword is so magical, it will pull him into the bloody hell and onto the bridge every once in a while.

If he can overcome the terrible Blood Sea evil beast in the bridge and break free from the blood sea hell, his cultivation will be greatly improved.

At the same time, the evil beasts in the blood sea hell are becoming more and more terrible and powerful.

It is more and more difficult for him to defeat these evil beasts.

With the ability of the magic sword, Yan Qingfeng made great progress in his cultivation, became the chief of Qingyun sect in one fell swoop, and participated in the once-in-a-century war of 36 Large sect positioning on behalf of Qingyun sect.

In the battle of positioning, Yan Qingfeng looked sideways and showed his sharpness.

He reached the final all the way, but his opponent was the chief of Langya sword Pavilion whose cultivation was a whole higher than him.

He was finally defeated by the chief sword of Langya sword Pavilion.

........

Fully conscious.

Lu Qingshan opened his eyes and looked around. There were a sea of people. Everyone looked in awe.

In front of him was Jiang Xue, the chief disciple of Langya sword Pavilion in flowing clothes.

Skin color is like snow, clear and gorgeous, like a nine day fairy.

It's hard to imagine such a beautiful person in the world.

A moment later, the applause thundered and the mountains roared.

Lu Qingshan Mingwu.

He became Yan Qingfeng, who had just lost and ranked second.

The six elders under the stage looked at their faces and were full of smiles.

Second, for Qingyun gate, it has been an unimaginable promotion. He can't be more satisfied.

Because of the ranking of the 36 major schools, Qingyun gate is at the end.

The ranking of other sects often fluctuates up and down. Only Langya sword Pavilion, which has firmly occupied the first sect in the world for thousands of years, is the strongest sect.

Lost to Langya sword Pavilion, normal.

"Be quiet." the leader of Langya sword Pavilion suddenly said in a loud voice.

The crowd suddenly calmed down and looked at the first person in the cultivation world to see what he had to say.

Langya sword master jumped to the challenge arena and stared at Lu Qingshan's magic sword.

"Where did Yan Xiaoyou get this sword?"

Lu Qingshan frowned slightly.

This is just coming to the big story.

"From Zong," replied Lu Qingshan.

The master of Langya sword smiled and said, "you may not know. The origin of this sword is not simple."

Langya sword master's words immediately made all the monks in the field look at him one after another.

"This sword is an ancient magic sword. It's called chaxie, a sword born in the world.

But there is a sea of blood hell in the evil. Once the sword owner of this sword holds this sword, he will be pulled into the demon world of the sword and face the threat of evil things in the sea of blood.

If you can successfully kill the evil things in the blood sea hell, the sword master can make great progress in cultivation.

But the strength of Blood Sea evil things will only become stronger and stronger, and there is no end.

Once the sword owner is defeated by the blood sea evil beast, he will completely sink and be controlled by the sword and become a startling devil who only knows how to kill.

Therefore, the person who holds this sword is for demon cultivation.

Three thousand years ago, however, the last sword owner fell and became a disaster to the world.

I Langya sword Pavilion tried my best to suppress him, but I accidentally let this magic sword escape. "

"So," said the master of Langya sword gently, "in order to avoid Xiaoyou's final decline, I hope Xiaoyou can hand over this sword. Langya sword Pavilion will keep it at the foot of Langya Mountain forever.

Of course, this is Xiaoyou's sword. It seems that Langya sword sect is too overbearing for you to give up. As compensation, I can decide to compensate Yan Xiaoyou with our immortal killing sword. What do you think? "

"Lord?!" Jiang Xue exclaimed in surprise.

The monks under the stage also exclaimed one after another.

Langya sword master waved his hand, "Yan Xiaoyou has a great talent in Kendo and is worthy of the immortal sword. Needless to say."

The immortal killing sword is the second sword in Langya sword Pavilion besides Langya sword.

It can also be called the second divine sword in the world.

Promise, that is to exchange evil for the second divine sword in the world, and you won't lose.

If you don't change, you will face the danger of being eaten by evil Lord and bear the name of demon cultivation.

There is nothing to hesitate about this business.

Countless eyes focused on Lu Qingshan at this time.

A mysterious and mysterious force suddenly shrouded Lu Qingshan at this time.

Lu Qingshan also felt this magical power.

The role of this force is also very simple, so that Lu Qingshan's next choices are out of his heart, not the "correct answer" written to get through and guess the wishes of the questioner.

"No change." Lu Qingshan shook his head and replied.

The crowd was in an uproar, and the Langya sword master hid his shadow, "do you know that if you don't hand over the magic sword today, you will become a demon cultivation that everyone will despise, and you may be eaten by the magic sword at any time."

"I can't decide whether I am a devil or not with a sword." Lu Qingshan said.

Langya sword master's face was obscure and difficult to understand. Finally, he shook his sleeves angrily and turned away.

Under the strange eyes of a group of monks, Lu Qingshan returned to Qingyun gate with the result of second place in the battle of positioning.

On Qingyun Mountain, zongmen is near.

Lu Qingshan is about to enter the sect.

Just at this moment, all the pictures began to break and the scene changed dramatically.

In a flash, Qingyun Mountain became Daishan.

Lu Qingshan goes back to Daishan mountain road.

In front of him is the character played by Lu Qingshan, Yan Qingfeng.

"Ask your state of mind and guide it with heart power. When you make any choice, no one can make an act against your heart," Yan Qingfeng looked at Lu Qingshan and said slowly: "therefore, you don't want to change your sword in the depths of your heart, rather than making a false choice just to ask your state of mind."

"Just why? Why do you choose so?" Yan Qingfeng frowned and said, "why would you rather bear the curse and identity of evil cultivation?"

"What defines you is never the sword itself, but the way you use it." Lu Qingshan said.

Yan Qingfeng was stunned, then his eyes were colorful, murmured and repeated, "what defines you is never the sword itself, but the way you use it."

"But evil will drag you into the hell of the blood sea, and the situation of welcoming the evil beast of the blood sea is real.

The blood sea evil beast is really getting stronger and stronger. Maybe next time you won't be the enemy and suffer from the Devourer.

Can't you feel that fear? "Yan Qingfeng asked again.

"Fear does exist," Lu Qingshan nodded and whispered, "but escape is only one of the options."

Yan Qingfeng was stunned again and stared at the calm and beautiful face of the landing green mountain. Suddenly, he smiled with relief and the laughter hovered halfway up the mountain, "wonderful! Lu Daoyou is really a wonderful person."

Laughing, Yan Qingfeng's laughter was gradually sad.

"If only I had Lu Daoyou's determination," Yan Qingfeng regretted.

He waved his hand.

Picture reproduction.

He is still the master of Langya sword and the magic sword.

On the one hand, everyone shouted the name of demon cultivation, and the great terror of being eaten by the Lord at any time. On the other hand, it was the second divine sword in the world.

There is no reason to refuse.

Yan Qingfeng took the sword.

when one has passed away.

Yan Qingfeng became the leader of Qingyun sect.

On the day he took over as the patriarch, Langya sword Lord launched a war of annexation to all the patriarchs in the Xiuzhen world.

One case after another is like attacking a city and pulling out a stronghold.

In the twinkling of an eye, there were 36 cases, and 34 cases either defected or were destroyed.

Langya sword master entered the last one alone.

Qingyun gate.

Yan Qingfeng, who has become the leader of Qingyun sect, faces the challenge.

Just a sword.

The invincible Yan Qingfeng was defeated.

Yan Qingfeng looked at the dark sword in Langya sword master's hand and said sarcastically, "in order to unify the cultivation world, Langya sword master is willing to serve the demon sword and become a demon cultivation."

Langya sword master calmly looked at Yan Qingfeng and asked, "who told you that evil is a magic sword?"

Yan Qingfeng was stunned.

"The overall situation has been decided, so I might as well tell you the truth." the Langya sword master sneered, the black fog shrouded, and terror scales gradually appeared on his face.

"Evil beast!" Yan Qingfeng exclaimed.

The master of Langya sword looks like an evil beast in the hell of the sea of blood.

"But evil, those with demon charm will fall when they see it. Suppressing the evil beasts of heaven and earth is the supreme divine sword. How can it be a magic sword?" Jie Jie, the leader of Langya sword, said with a smile: "in those years, the evil sword presided over the evil sword to suppress the blood sea hell and suppress all evil beasts into the sword.

Ten thousand years later, the then evil sword master has passed away, and I was lucky to escape the suppression. Therefore, evil tried every means to suppress me again. "

"But no matter how powerful the evil sword is, it is just a sword and can't meet the enemy independently, so it needs to find a new sword owner.

It can give the sword owner endless divine power, but in order to cultivate the sword owner, it will pull the sword owner into the blood hell and let the sword owner accept the examination.

Only those who pass the examination can obtain the corresponding divine power.

The second leader of the evil sword wanted to kill me, but I killed him. But before he died, he threw out the evil sword owner.

But evil flies thousands of miles away, and I can't chase it.

Later, I turned into a human race and took charge of Langya sword Pavilion. I searched hard, but I was evil for thousands of years. "

"And you are the third sword master that evil likes." Langya sword master sneered, "but he can't imagine that his sword master will choose to abandon it because of my fabricated magic sword name?"

Yan Qingfeng was struck by lightning.

The master of Langya sword struck again and said, "evil is not a magic sword, but the sword in your hand is a real magic sword."

Yan Qingfeng was stunned and looked at the brilliant sword in his hand.

Immortal sword.

"It's not killing demons or demons, but killing immortals," Langya sword master said lightly: "what else can kill immortals except demons?

The immortal killing sword has been placed in Langya Pavilion for thousands of years because it is a magic sword. "

"Take the evil sword and exchange it for the immortal demon sword." the master of Langya sword sneered, "stupid."

The master of Langya sword waved another sword. The heaven and earth suddenly disappeared, and Yan Qingfeng fell.

.......

"I retreated in the face of fear and moved in the face of temptation, but the evil sword chose me, but I don't deserve it." Yan Qingfeng mocked himself.

"I can't blame others for this ending.

I just hate myself for putting evil into shame, making it the demon sword of Langya sword owner to bring disaster to the world and bring disaster to the world. "

Yan Qingfeng sighed a long sigh. He also turned aside and gave way to the narrow mountain path behind him that could see the top of Daishan mountain.

He looked at Lu Qingshan and said meaningfully, "sword repair like you is enough to deserve any divine sword."