Mu Qingcheng and others who heard the news rushed to the deck.

"Luo Yu, it's Luo Yu. He's flying in the imperial sword!"

After Mu Qingcheng saw the figure coming from the imperial sword, he danced excitedly: "Luo Yu, Luo Yu, don't run. Come back first and tell us what's the situation now?"

However, no matter how the rich girl shouts, Luo Yu, who comes from the imperial sword, doesn't respond. In an instant, he flies into the fog of the mysterious island.

"You ignored me!"

Mu Qingcheng was so angry that he ordered: "go ahead at full speed and get close to the island for me."

"Don't work in vain, miss. There are no islanders there." However, Rebecca stopped her and shook her head with a smile.

"No?" Mu Qingcheng opened her eyes wide. "I can see it clearly. Do you see it too?"

She said, looking around the crowd.

The crowd nodded.

They saw it, too, and they saw it very clearly.

"There's really nothing there, my breath, I can't feel anything there." The sword master even said so.

"If you're right, it's a mirror mirage." Leibo said the truth with a smile.

"Mirror mirage?" Mu Qingcheng and the others were surprised. They rubbed their eyes. They saw clearly that it was true. It wasn't empty at all!

"The so-called" mirror mirage "has the same meaning as" mirage ", but it is more complicated and mysterious."

Leibo is a knowledgeable, enigmatic look, laughing.

"That is to say, we can't go to that place at all, we have to stare at it?" Mu Qingcheng is grinding her teeth.

Rebecca nodded slightly.

……

In the mist of the wild island, Luoyu's sword flies by the wind.

Soon, he passed through the fog and landed on the island land.

After coming in, there was another cave.

The sky is clear, the sun is bright, the mountains are endless, the forest is big.

It's a desert island. It's much bigger than looking out in the fog.

Luoyu felt like he had come to a mysterious land.

As soon as he landed, Luo Yu sensed that there were countless powerful breath in the forest.

Some of the breath is that Luo Yu's current strength is a little hairy.

"Monster?"

Luo Yu smiles.

On this mysterious island, there are many powerful monsters.

The so-called monster is not the same concept as the goblin.

The biggest difference is that in order to transform human form, the goblins inclined part of their talents to "transform human form" at the beginning of cultivation.

However, in order to maximize their power, monsters simply give up "shape" and practice pure realm.

This is an interesting situation, the same age, the monster is often much more powerful than the goblin!

But on the other hand, many goblins, which are equivalent to the period of practicing Dharma, can already be transformed into human beings, while most of the goblins, which are equivalent to the friars of Yuanying period and even stronger, can only keep their animal shape!

Luo Yu doesn't want to provoke those powerful monsters, so he simply gives up flying over the forest and shuttles through the forest quickly.

There was no hesitation. He went directly to jianshenshan to find the three immortals and rescue his great grandmother.

……

Deep in the mountains of this island, an isolated mountain surrounded by forests is particularly striking.

The top of the mountain is very strange. It looks like three fingers standing up. That's the peak of the mountain.

Every peak is a cliff, like a knife.

The central area of the top surrounded by the three peaks is relatively low-lying, with lava rolling, which is undoubtedly an active crater.

The surrounding rocks at the foot of each peak are filled with swords, which are numerous.

Sword grave!

There is such a huge sword tomb here.

And it's three.

Any sword grave can be regarded as shocking, burying more than 100000 swords!

Above the sword tomb, there are caves on the top of the three peaks. The invisible sword spirit is full of them, which makes people dare not offend.

In the cliff below the cave, the characters of "tianjianfeng", "juejianfeng" and "bajianfeng" are engraved respectively. Each character has an extraordinary charm, which enables the master to taste the unique artistic conception of kendo.

There is no doubt that this is the sword mountain in the mouth of the sword master.

There is no doubt that the three sword gods live in the caves of their respective "sword God peak".

At the bottom, there are more than a hundred figures in the open space around the sword tomb and the crater. They usually gather here to meditate, listen to the teachings of the three sword gods, and have a clear understanding of kendo.

These people are undoubtedly the disciples and grandchildren of the three sword gods.

In the lava pool of the crater, there is a huge stone standing high on it. A small wooden house is built on it. It seems that the owner's living conditions inside are better than those of the disciples of the three sword gods. However, the rock where the wooden house is located is completely isolated from the outside, and the flowing sword glow is everywhere. It seems that as long as someone dares to cross the Leichi, You will be strangled by those powerful swords in an instant!

In the cabin, there lived a woman for a long time, who seldom appeared.

The woman looks about forty years old, and her charm is still there, but her eyes are full of vicissitudes, and her brows are so sad all the time.

She is concerned about her son.

Her son was less than ten years old when he was arrested, but now he is more than sixty years old.

For most people, sixty years is a lifetime.

"Count the time. My son is over seventy years old. He is a mortal. I don't know how many years he will live."

She often rubbed the jade pendant in her hand and sighed. It's her son's soul card. It's life and death.

No one can understand the complexity of the tone.

As a mother, she naturally wants her son to live a long life.

However, if her son is still alive, she will have to suffer here for a day.

Otherwise, lady Jian would be better to go out and plunge into the rolling magma, turn to ashes and die.

"Qingxia, why are you doing this?"

"Instead of being depressed here, we should not hand over the" Qinglian sword song "as soon as possible."

"We can swear to God that we will never embarrass you again."

When it's time, the three immortals in the caves of the three great sword peaks, with a leisurely smile, begin to talk about the clich é s that have been advised for tens of thousands of times.

The disciples in the surrounding open space have been numb for a long time. As soon as they arrive at this point every day, their three masters will say those words of persuasion as if they were doing a lesson. It seems that they want to kill Mrs. Jian's patience.

This persuasion has lasted for more than 60 years, but it seems to have no effect.

In the cabin, Mrs. Jian is indifferent.

Under the threat of her son, she has been here for sixty years for three old men and their disciples.

Now, there is nothing to teach.

The only thing that keeps the three old people from giving up is Qinglian sword song.

She has said many times that "Qinglian sword song" can't be expressed or understood. Only those who are destined can get it!

But how could the three old men, who are determined to rise in Kendo and seek immortality, believe her?