Chapter 63

I don't know what happened outside. Li Fuyao now concentrates all his energy on mountaineering. The roadway has opened up without a few steps. After stepping out again, there is a blue stone paved path. Beside the road are some trees that Li Fuyao has not seen. These unnamed trees are very tall and straight The trunk of the tree is like the body of a sword with a handle. It doesn't tilt at all. It stands on both sides of the mountain road. As the mountain road looks far away, it doesn't see the end. The clouds and fog cover the distance, so it's hard to see how much is left. It's very dusty.

Li Fuyao raised his feet and walked out along the unnamed trees.

Li Fuyao was stabbed with a thousand swords every time he went forward. The pain was very painful. In the mouth of those people at the foot of the mountain, it was more difficult to climb the mountain. It was reasonable for Li Fuyao to think that climbing this mountain would be much more difficult, but now it is now There is nothing unusual on the mountain road. It is not difficult to go up.

Li Fuyao held Xie Lu's sword Xiaoxue to his chest. He thought that if he was in a critical situation, he would have to save his life. It doesn't matter to pay some price for climbing Jianshan. However, if the price was life, Li Fuyao would not agree.

Li Fuyao saw some unusual things in the woods on both sides of the mountain road as before. Some huge birds circled in the forest, and occasionally looked at Li Fuyao with fierce eyes. However, he did not know the reason why those birds did not fly out of the forest to attack Li Fuyao.

Li Fuyao frowned slightly and moved forward He walked slowly, but he was still climbing slowly. He was clinging to the snow in his arms. His hand was even on the hilt of his sword. He was not ready to throw the sword down the cliff at the first time, so as to make Xie Lucha aware of the situation on the mountain. On the contrary, he was ready to fight the enemy at any time. However, this posture was ridiculous.

After a few more steps, the path paved with bluestone on the mountain road turned into another dark stone. The part that connected with the bluestone was very abrupt. Li Fuyao stood in front of the black stone block for a long time before finally stepping on it.

"On?"

Almost immediately after stepping on the dark stone, Li Fuyao's eyes became dark. When he saw the light again, the scene in front of him was no longer a mountain road. In front of him, there were several peaks standing on the sea of clouds. The nearest two were standing, one male and one female.

The white robed man hung his sword around his waist. His black hair, like ink, was hanging on his back shoulder at will. The woman on the other peak was dressed in red. She had a gorgeous face, but her expression was extremely cold. When she turned her head, Li Fuyao looked at him and saw countless stars in her eyes, countless spring and autumn, and other things were not seen at all.

Looking at Li Fuyao standing beside the cliff, the white robed man said with a calm smile, "Xie Shen, what this little guy is holding in front of his chest is Xiaoxue. Needless to say, it should have something to do with your Xie family. Today, I'll come out with this sword?"

The woman in red named Xie Shen raised her head and said, "Lu Changyan, if you have itchy hands and come up with a sword, why do you find these reasons to bury me Xie Shen?"

Lu Changyan laughed and said nothing more. He turned to look at Li Fuyao and said: "in the past, climbers had to accept my sword or thank him for sinking it. You are no exception. But when I take out my sword, you can also fight against it. It's just that it's more dangerous or I can't blame."

Li Fuyao asked, "if you can't take this sword, will you be unable to climb the mountain?"

Lu Changyan looked calm and said in a low voice: "little fellow, in the past 6000 years, no one has climbed the mountain with the next sword. Even the Chao Qingqiu, who has a fairly good cultivation, did not vomit blood under my sword?"

Li Fuyao frowned. Even when Chao Qingqiu was climbing the mountain, he couldn't take a sword from the white robed man. Can he take it?

Li Fuyao didn't want to think about it any more. He just bowed his hand and said, "please, master."

Lu Changyan was not polite at all. When he spoke, a sword light lit up the sky, and then a fierce sword spirit appeared beside the cliff. Li Fuyao's side was filled with countless swords, like a storm, beating Li Fuyao's body.

Lu Changyan's sword, which he didn't know about, was more powerful than any swordsman Li Fuyao had ever seen.

With the continuous invasion of the sword Qi into his body, Li Fuyao's skin has been cut open, and there are a lot of blood on his body. After the sharp sword Qi cuts the skin, it does not dissipate, but stays on the wounds, so it appears to be even more painful.

The intense pain stimulated Li Fuyao's nerves and made his eyes stare at him. Big beads of sweat came out of his forehead and then fell into the dust.

Xie Chen, a woman in red, stood on the peak, not looking at the scene here, but looking at Lu Changyan.

The latter laughed and said, "this little guy is the only climber in the past ten years. How come, my sword is not too generous."

Xie Shen was silent. For so many years, except for some of Xie's children's concern when climbing mountains, others always did not spare any effort and did not show any favoritism when she or Lu Changyan did.Although the rules of Jianshan can't control the two of them, they have their own pride as swordsmen, and naturally they won't give up on such trifles.

A moment later, Lu Changyan, who was about to take his sword away, suddenly let out a sound. Some oddly, he turned his head and looked at the cliff over there. The young man actually bravely met Lu Changyan's sword idea and pulled the snow out of its sheath.

Actually, there is no practical significance to pull a sword out of its sheath. Under Lu Changyan's sword spirit, Li Fuyao's situation of pulling out his sword is like a boat. Originally, he was drifting alone in the sea, but now it has aroused waves, making the Ye boat even more precarious.

Knowing that pulling out the sword might make the sword more fierce in front of him, Li Fuyao still pulled out the sword, although the process was not easy.

But he felt that he should draw out the sword to explain something, so he really pulled out the sword.

Not for whom, often appears to have no burden.

But often at the same time, they have to pay for what they have done.

After pulling out the sword, although Li Fuyao suffered more severe pain, he did not know why. Instead, he held the sword in his hand and handed it forward.

Light snow stabs into the sword meaning of Lu Changyan.

The man in white stood in the distance looking at the scene, unable to laugh or cry.

He had been here for so many years. For the first time, he saw such a young swordsman. He not only drew his sword in front of him, but also handed out a sword. Although the sword was weak to him, he could not even feel it.

When a sword was handed out, Lu Changyan took back all the sword spirit and the sword spirit directly. He was very proud of his sword spirit. He was afraid that he would subconsciously fight back when he found a little guy provoking him. At that time, the little guy would really die here.

He just took away the sword, and the boy fell to the ground and was unconscious.

Red Xie Shen stood in the distance, did not go to see Li Fuyao's miserable situation, but said to Lu Changyan: "what's the effect?"

Lu Changyan nodded, "the quality is good, the disposition is also OK, but what I am most satisfied with is the last sword of this little guy."

Xie Shen said in a cold voice, "since he's been out of the sword, it's difficult for him to climb the mountain. If you delay more time, he won't get to the top of the mountain before sunset."

Lu Changyan said with a smile, "you still think he has something to do with your Xie family."

Xie Shen didn't say much, but a sword came out from his waist, and the light of the sword shone on the sky.

Lu Changyan laughed, "Xie Shen, the style is still there."

At this moment, the white robed man's eyes were blazing.

It's a pity that the female Sword Fairy, who was known as a sword for a long time, stopped the sword and turned around in a moment, and was not willing to make a real effort.

Lu Changyan's sword consciousness gradually disappeared. He looked at the woman in red and said with a smile: "Xie Shen, do you think someone can really grow ninety thousand li with one sword?"

Xie Shen said calmly, "it's not you anyway."

It is said in the world that a sword immortal has a long breath of ten thousand li, and a sword immortal who can reach ninety thousand li is enough to split the sky with one sword, and no one can defeat it.

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when someone opens his eyes again, the scene in front of him is not the peaks, there are no white men and women in red, but the black stone path leading to the top of the mountain.

If it wasn't for the pain still on her body, Li Fuyao wasn't even sure whether she had a dream before.

After climbing up, Li Fuyao picked up the snow on his side and continued to hold it in front of his chest. After a solemn salute to some place, Li Fuyao turned and went on walking.

It can be determined from all kinds of news that he is the only climber on Jianshan mountain nowadays. Therefore, Li Fuyao never thought that he could meet another climber on the mountain path. But after a few steps, he really saw a young man eating a chicken leg by the side of the mountain path.

It's good to die. The young man still has a sword hanging from his waist.

After seeing the inexplicable sword, Li Fuyao's heart at this moment is not as relaxed as before when he went up the mountain. Facing the boy eating chicken legs, he subconsciously grasped the handle of Xiaoxue's sword.

The boy with drumsticks was leaning against a straight tree, but when he saw Li Fuyao, he widened his eyes and looked as if he had seen a ghost. "From the mountain?"

Facing the young man's question, Li Fuyao nodded.

The latter grabbed his hair and said in disbelief: "you killed the green king eight in the green water lake, and then climbed the menchen mountain. The most important thing is that you even went to the top of the mountain, and the sword spirit of chaoqingqiu didn't stop you?"

Li Fuyao listened to the young man's words, thought about what he said, and then quickly determined that he was not a climber. On the contrary, he seemed to be the man on the mountain, even from the young man's appearance. He should not be one of the tests of climbing. So Li Fuyao briefly described why he was able to climb the Chenshan mountain in a few words. Of course, the focus was on the sword spirit of the Chaojian immortal.

After hearing this, the boy covered his head and couldn't help a burst of ecstasy. Finally, he rolled on the mountain road, and the laughter lasted for almost a stick of incense.Li Fuyao looks strange.

Finally, the young man stood up and tried to calm himself down. He said with a smile, "I wanted to go down the mountain ten years ago. But the sword spirit of this sword immortal was on menchen mountain. If you don't talk about me, even the uncles and uncles on the mountain can't go down the mountain. The sword spirit is really strange. When the climber reaches the top of menchen mountain, he dissipates. But if someone goes down the mountain, it depends on his mood I have tried more than a hundred times in the past ten years. I have not known how many swords I have received. I have not been able to walk from the Jianshan mountain to the green water lake. Thanks to you, I will go down the mountain when I clean up. How can I not go to see the magnificent mountains and rivers? "

The boy with a common name raised his hand, threw the chicken leg down the cliff, wiped his greasy hands and tried to look proud. Then he slapped Li Fuyao on the shoulder and said with a smile: "after you climb Jianshan, you will know why no one wants to stay on the mountain."

Li Fuyao responded in silence.

Maybe it's a long time that I haven't seen any of my peers on the mountain. Maybe it's because Wushan river has finally got the chance to go down the mountain, so the boy seems very happy.

Li Fuyao stood on the mountain road for a long time. After listening to the boy's spitting and flying, he finally asked, "how far is it from the top of the mountain?"

Originally, it meant that the problem was not too difficult, but after Li Fuyao asked about it, Wu Shanhe froze at this place, and his expression was somewhat embarrassed.

He laughed, ready to say something, but immediately found that no matter what he said, in fact, can not answer this question, so he was very depressed and said: "I did not climb the mountain, how do I know."

"Have you never climbed a mountain?" Obviously, this matter surprised Li Fuyao.

Wu Shanhe looked at Li Fuyao with an idiot's eyes. "Boy, when your parents are on the mountain, you just like me, and you don't have to think about going up the mountain so hard."

There are many things in this world that seem so unfair, especially when you try to climb this mountain, but you find that someone has been on this mountain since he was born. So Li Fuyao was a little angry when he came here for the first time.

Because he thought about his experience in Luoyang City before, and the experience that he spent so much time from white fish town to here. Finally, everything turned into an emotion.

Angry.

But Wu Shanhe soon comforted him: "at least you let uncle Xie look at you before you go up the mountain. Otherwise, how can you carry this little snow up the mountain?"

Li Fuyao looked down at the sword in his arms and was silent.

Wu Shanhe tugged at the corners of his mouth and said: "be content, uncle Xie's temper. Although he has not been on the mountain, who has not been cut off by her, can let you take the snow up the mountain. I don't know how much face I will give you."

Listening to this young man's words, Li Fuyao was speechless.

Finally, Wu Shanhe looked at Li Fuyao with a smile, "go climbing quickly. When you really go to Jianshan, you will be my younger martial brother. Then you can see the real Jianshan mountain, and you will have a chance to see the demeanor of those old guys."

Li Fuyao did not speak and turned to continue climbing.

Hey, what's your name in the distance

Li Fuyao did not turn his head, but his voice came from afar, "Li Fuyao."

Wu Shanhe walked a few steps and said to himself, "Wushan River, Li Fuyao, hey, our names are the same. It's just that you're in the second place. You're worse than me. I'm better than me. After that, I'll be your elder martial brother. Don't you send me a little more? Hey, needless to say, Li Fuyao, you'll be better off in the future! "

After reciting these things, the young man wanted to go down the mountain to have a look, but just after a few steps, a majestic voice came down from the top of the mountain, "Wushan River, break the Mountaineering Road without permission, please roll to the sword tomb for me!"

Wushan river immediately showed his bitter color. He protested in a low voice: "Laozu Zong, don't you take this kind of thing?"

"Do you want me to give you a sword before you go to sword tomb?" The voice was flat to the core.

Wu Shanhe immediately came to the spirit, grinned and said with a smile, "ancestor, how can I trouble you to give me a sword? I'll go right now. It's not good to go now. "

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at the third hour after Li Fuyao climbed the mountain, Xie Lu finally returned to the ruined temple from the side of that lane. Seeing Liu Yibai guarding the door, she didn't bother to spend more words. She jumped on the big Bluestone and sat down by herself. Then she thought of touching the snow on her waist, but her hand reached out and it was empty. So Xie Lu was in a state of despair.

Liu Yibai leaned over and whispered, "elder martial brother Xi is shielding you from the exploration of the old monster on the mountain in the temple. Otherwise, you think you will not be found out about borrowing the sword?"

Xie Lu micro frowned, but soon Shu unfolded, she slowly said: "he owes me."

Liu Yibai saw his younger sister's interest is not low, then said a few more, "in fact, younger martial sister, if I can go down the mountain, I will certainly catch Chen Sheng back to you."

Xie Lu looked flat and said in a low voice: "he is willing to travel outside. Who can stop him? But if he doesn't go to the demon soil and kill a big demon, even if he comes back, I will have a sword match with him."Liu Yibai grinned. He, the second elder martial brother, was in trouble with Xie Lu. I'm afraid it's not peaceful in my life!

If you want to go to the demon land to kill a big demon, you have to climb the stairs to try. If you really want to be sure, at least you have to be a sword immortal.

If Liu Yibai remembers correctly, now his second elder martial brother is still under 100 years old. No one in the world can find the sword immortal who is less than 100 years old.

For the first time, Liu Yibai felt pity for his second elder martial brother. Of course, he took the boy who had just gone up the mountain to pity him.

They met Xie Lu.

The most difficult swordsman on this mountain is his younger martial sister!

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