Chapter 417

The lotus seed embedded in the blade is like sticking on the knife, so there is no need for a jade box..... Xu Qi'an, hey, I'm really smart.

As time went by, Xu Qi'an sat at the table, staring eagerly. Prevent lotus seeds from falling on the table. If the table is changed, it's a big joke.

After the little mare does not have to ride, sitting on the table to travel, four tables flexible mountain crossing?

Inspired by the lotus seed effect, he can't help thinking out of his mind and thinking of some funny jokes.

If you use lotus seed to enlighten your right hand, your right hand will say: you have to rely on me to pretend. Underwear said: where do you put me?

Cigarette said: you both shut up, including me.

Scabbard said: do you want to try again?

Thinking of this, Xu Qian burst into laughter.

"Alas! He could only amuse himself, but could not share... "

he slowly restrained his smile, held his cheek in one hand, and hit the table boring with the fingers of the other hand. He felt that he had an atmosphere of" playing chess and lighting in the middle of the night ".

The full moon is hanging high, and the cold moonlight is blocked by the screen window outside the house. The shrill chirp of insects comes and goes, showing the tranquility of the night.

On the wooden frame beside the window is a beast head censer burning mosquito repellent spices. There are many mosquitoes in the mountains. If you don't burn mosquito repellent at night, you can't sleep at all.

Of course, those who are above grade six need not care about mosquito bites.

Unconsciously, three hours later, the moonlight disappeared, and the sky was green outside the window.

In this process, Xu Qi'an watched the lotus seed wither a little bit, and the black gold long knife slowly degenerate. It didn't become sharp, but it gave people the feeling that it was no longer dead. It seemed to be alive.

The white lotus seed withered completely and fell to the ground.

"Hum!"

The long black gold sword, whistling and trembling, flew up by itself and danced around Xu Qi'an.

It seems to be very close to Xu Qian, just like the cub is close to his parents.

It's a wonderful feeling. Although it's still a knife, it gives me the feeling of being alive, like a child and a pet..... Xu Qian's mouth turns up unconsciously.

Looking at the black gold sword dancing in the room, Xu Qi'an can't help but think of the erha he raised in his previous life. He also jumps off like this. When he is happy, he will keep using the dog to head himself.

As soon as the idea came out, he saw a beautiful black gold long knife, its tip aimed at him and shot at him.

Don't, don't, you're going to die... Xu Qi'an's face changed greatly.

Ding!

There was no time to dodge, so I could only open the Vajra magic skill. I was hit by a sting on my chest, just like being stabbed by a needle, which was very painful.

The power of the black gold sword has increased dramatically. Before, I tried to cut myself, but it didn't hurt at all..... Xu Qi'an turned around with a black face and silently accepted the "Gongwei" of the sword's love.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Black gold long Dao is like Sahuan's erha. He keeps hitting Xu Qi'an's back with his "head" to show intimacy.

If I didn't practice Vajra, I might be the first master to be "loved" by myself. Fortunately, I have this body protection skill. Well, it's also a part of Qi Yun.

After a long time, the black gold sword was enough and fell gently on the table.

Xu Qi'an grabs the handle of the knife, looks at the blade and says in a low voice, "the next step is to give you a name."

According to Zhong Li, giving a name is a very important part of recognizing the Lord. Once a spiritual warrior has a name, he will not change it.

Whoever gives it a name is its master.

The name of Zhenguo sword is Zhenguo, which was given by the founding emperor.

Therefore, the significance of Zhenguo sword is to suppress the national movement. So, Xu qian can use it.

Taking a name is of unimaginable significance to the supernatural weapon, which is equivalent to the definition of its existence.

And for the host, it is also a time to ask the heart, a time to make a great wish.

What's a good name?... Xu Qi'an pondered for a long time. He didn't know what was going on. He suddenly felt like he had a feeling of passion, as if he had a feeling with heaven and earth.

He had a hunch that the crucial decisions in life were waiting for him.

He felt inexplicably that the room was too small and the roof was too low to hold his spirit.

Bang!

He opened the door, left the yard, and walked all the way out to the top of a cliff.

At this time, the sky is green and the mountain wind is whistling, blowing his long hair and the corner of his clothes. The whole person seems to float up and go away at any time.

"I'm a foreign tourist. In this world, I don't respect gods, don't worship Buddhas, don't worship kings and heaven and earth. I have only one long cherished wish, that is, there will be less injustice in the world, and people will live more like human beings than animals. I don't want the massacre of Chuzhou to happen again...

" just call you "peace". Follow me, eliminate all injustice, and open peace for people! Peace for allHe held the long sword high, only felt that his heart was like glass, and his mind was clear.

Click!

The jade pendant sent by JianZheng, which is used to shield gas transportation, has cracks.

At this moment, the Taiping Dao felt like it broke out into the sky and broke the clouds on the top of the mountain.

At this moment, the vision of gourong mountain rises suddenly, and the strong wind blows away the clouds that never leave all the year round. It blows up countless dead branches and green leaves, and the forest shakes. From a distance, it seems that the whole mountain is shaking.

This kind of movement startled a master of the Wulin League Headquarters in gourong mountain, including Yang cuixue, Xiao yuenu and other sect leaders resting on the mountain.

"What happened?"

"Enemy attack, is there an enemy attack? Wake up everyone quickly."

"Such a terrible vision, where is it coming from? Is it Sanpin?"

"Could it be the Revenge of the head of the local clan?"

A master rushed out of the room without even having time to light a candle.

When! When! When!

Melodious and dense bells reverberate between heaven and earth, reverberating in every corner of gourong mountain.

This is the highest alert bell, telling the troops in the mountain to guard against enemy attack.

The experts of the Wulin League rushed out of the room one after another and came to the open space. They saw the terrible vision with their own eyes. It seemed that there was only a strong wind left in the sky and the earth, and a stream of air rolled upward, rolling up gravel, green leaves, dead branches and so on.

Such a terrible vision of heaven and earth has already exceeded the limit of mortals.

Xiao yuenu was wearing a pink robe to cover her delicate and convex figure. She was wearing a white lining. Suddenly, she had no time to wear a complicated Luo skirt.

Jewelry is also excluded, only with a goose yellow satin band tied up with green silk.

She jumped up to the roof and looked around. She saw some acquaintances of Yang cuixue.

"What's the matter?" Xiao yuenu's voice was cold, and he grasped the silver folding fan in his hand.

"Either the ancestors have broken the barrier, or the enemy has attacked." Fu Jing door sink a voice way: "I also just came out."

The sect leaders are serious and ready.

"Is it the head of the local clan?" Xiao yuenu picks her eyebrows and makes a judgment.

She grasped the fan subconsciously.

Fu Jingmen and others' faces sank at the same time. If dizong attacked, it must be for Yueshi villa. However, when they found that Yueshi villa was empty, they got angry and retaliated against Wulin League.

Although Wulin League is a huge thing in the world, it is still quite different from the three schools of Taoism, unless the ancestors do it themselves.

Even so, the battle of the top strong is still a disaster for gourong mountain.

At this time, Yang cuixue said: "alliance leader!"

Following his eyes, Cao Qingyang in purple jumped out of the main courtyard, rose and fell on the roof, and stopped in front of the crowd.

"Did the old leader break the barrier?"

"Is it the enemy's attack, the leader of Cao League?"

In front of the door, they asked the leader one after another.

Cao Qingyang's face was dignified and he said in a deep voice: "it's not the ancestor..."

everyone looked at each other and never took any chances.

Cao Qingyang didn't speak any more. He soon locked in the source of the storm and took the lead in defending the wind.

Yang cuixue and others followed.

Soon they left the complex and went around to the left of the main peak, where there was a cliff.

On the cliff, a tall and straight young man was standing, holding a long sword in his hand. The air of the sword ran through the sky and was as bright as the sky. A stream of air wound around the air of the sword.

"Xu Yinluo?"

The sound of astonishment rang out, and the people of Wulin League looked at the scene with a little loss and astonishment.

Is it Xu Yinluo who caused such a big stir?

He, the knife in his hand...... Cao Qingyang's eyes fell on the long dark golden knife.

"Gulu..."

someone swallowed his saliva and looked at the sword with salivation on his face, with envy in his eyes.

Anyone can see that this is a peerless magic weapon. People in the Jianghu have no resistance to it.

More and more people gathered to witness the scene of the youth standing on the top of the mountain and breaking through the sky.

"Not an enemy attack?"

"Xu, what is Xu Yinluo doing..."

there was a lot of discussion in the crowd, but no one could give them an answer.

But from today on, there will be more rumors in the world: in the midsummer of Yuanjing's 37th year, Xu Qi'an had an epiphany at gourong mountain and was born with a vision.

After a long time, the wind subsided. At this time, the first ray of dawn in the East shone on Xu Qian, illuminating his handsome face.

On the spot, I don't know how many women are excited.

Xu Qi'an takes back the knife and inserts it into the scabbard. He breathes in silence, suddenly realizes his mission, and feels comfortable all over.

He swept through Cao Qingyang, Yang cuixue, and the members of the Wulin League in the distance one by one. He said in a loud voice, "I have realized that I'm disturbing you. I'm still..."As the voice fell, a slightly urgent call came from the back mountain: "you come, you come..."

Xu Qi'an and Cao Qingyang looked at each other and knew that it was the voice of the old leader of the Wulin League.

The rest heard it.

"What voice, who is it?" Fu Jing looked around and cheered.

"Master Fu, don't be rude." Cao Qingyang reprimanded: "that's the ancestor."

Hearing this, the members of the Wulin League were in an uproar and began to talk excitedly.

"Ancestor, the voice of ancestor?"

"Since I was a child, my father said that there were ancestors living in Houshan, but since I was born, I have never heard the voice of the ancestors."

"My ancestors have protected the Wulin League for generations."

The Wulin League has always claimed that the founder of the mountain is still alive, but the people in the Jianghu have never seen the person of the same age as the country, including the members of the Wulin League. Since childhood, the elders said that the back mountain is a forbidden area and the place where the ancestors practiced.

From generation to generation, no one has ever really met or even heard the voice.

"The old ancestor is calling for the leader of Cao League. Please go there quickly. Don't let the old ancestor wait for a long time."

When people saw that Cao Qingyang was in the same place, they urged him anxiously:

"cao meng master? My grandfather called you

"Leader Cao, go quickly."

Those two "you come", needless to think, must be calling for leader Cao. In the Wulin League, Cao Qingyang is the only one who is qualified to meet his ancestors on gourong mountain.

Because he is the leader of the alliance and the leader of this generation.

Cao Qingyang still didn't move and nodded to Xu Qian.

Xu Qi'an immediately went to the back mountain. Compared with before, he was suddenly afraid that the secret of Qi Yun would be exposed again. Therefore, he was free and aboveboard.

A road vision, slightly dull looking at the back of Xu Qi'an.

Is it not the leader of Cao league that the ancestor called?

After hundreds of years of silence, the first time he made a sound in front of the public, it was Xu Yinluo?

...

in front of the stone gate, Xu Qi'an, carrying a sabre, said respectfully, "what can I do for you, master?"

"Who are you? Why do you have luck? "

The old voice asked, straight to the point, no muddling, strong martial arts style.

Just as he communicated with Xu Qi'an last night, the secrets of Qi Yun and the past events of history are straightforward and never betrayed.

I still like to play with Wufu and supervise Jinlian Weiyuan or something. My heart is dirty and I'm ashamed to be with them......

"I'm just a common people, but I do have good luck. I'm ready to say that it's national luck."

There was no reply in the stone gate, as if waiting for him to continue.

"In the battle of Shanhaiguan 20 years ago, a mysterious warlock, together with the leader of the Tiangu tribe, stole half of Dafeng's national fortune. That national fortune finally fell on me.

"But I don't know why I was chosen..."

Xu Qi'an briefly said about Qi Yun and his own experience.

It's strange that when he faced Wei Yuan and Jinlian, he never mentioned his luck, even if Taoist Jinlian knew something about it.

But for the old man, he didn't hide his thoughts.

To sum up, there are two reasons: first, the other party is a straightforward Wufu. He has something to say. Unlike Jin Lian and Wei Yuan, he is too thoughtful. When he gets along with them, he can't help thinking too much and worrying too much.

2、 The Wufu in it is the same age as Guo and has a wide range of knowledge. He can't hide the scene just now. He must have seen something when he was summoned in such a hurry.

So Xu Qi'an might as well be more generous and tell the secret.

"It's no wonder that Dafeng's national strength has been declining so rapidly in the past 20 years. It's not only because of the emperor's cultivation, but also because of the stealing of Qi luck." The old man suddenly said:

"what happened to you just now?"

Xu Qi'an told the old man about the lotus seed's promotion.

"What's the name of the sword?"

"Peace means peace in the world."

The old man laughed, and his voice was clear: "the three grades of Confucianism are called Liming. When they are promoted, they are born with a vision. That's because the great Confucianists are human beings.

"You are not the Confucian system, but the essence is the same. Therefore, it will create the vision of just now. Here's a piece of advice for you. Keep in mind what you think today. If you fall into the evil way in the future, you will die of evil luck. "

"I understand." Xu Qi'an nodded and asked:

"master, what do you think of my situation?"

"What do you think? Well, you don't want to join the Wulin League. I don't want you. " Said the old man.

Bah, vulgar warrior...... Xu Qi'an spat in his heart. He said that he turned his face too fast. He knew that I was the pawn of JianZheng and the mysterious warlock, and you immediately counseled me."Of course, if I can be promoted to the second grade, the Wulin league can protect you. Hehe, the second grade Wufu is not afraid even if he can't beat the first grade of other systems. "

The old man in the stone gate said with a smile: "you don't have to be wary of me. If I want to reach the top of martial arts, I will never touch luck. Otherwise, five hundred years ago, I would not die with your great ancestor. As for now, I'm not rebellious. It's no use trying to be lucky. "

"Well, if you have a second generation, maybe you'll be promoted?" Xu Qian said tentatively.

The old man was silent.

Just when Xu Qian secretly scolded himself for being stupid and opened a topic that was extremely unfavorable to him, the old man said: "what gives you the illusion that Wufu can manipulate Qi luck?"

Xu Qi'an bowed himself and said, "it's the younger generation's carelessness."

Yes, even if the ancestor was greedy for his good fortune, how could the vulgar warrior know how to absorb it?

At the end of the day, it's not the virgin who sees Picasso, staring at him.

After a moment's silence, Xu Qi'an was not reconciled and said, "what else can I give you?"