Chapter 73

Spring goes to summer, and then to the end of autumn.

Li Fuyao has been practicing sword at the foot of Jianshan mountain for half a year. In addition to learning sword spirit with three martial uncles at the beginning, most of his later days would walk along the mountain climbing Road. Sometimes, he would compete with the two sword immortals. He was just stunned by the sword immortal named Lu After knowing that Li Fuyao was Xie Lu's nephew, Xian Xie Chen never used a sword. When Li Fuyao was tortured by Lu Changyan's fierce sword spirit, Xie Chen just looked at the distance from the mountain peak, dressed in red, and did not reveal any words.

After getting a sword every day, he would go to fight with the giant birds. He had to take out his sword until he was exhausted. Then he could go down the mountain road and compare his sword with Xie Lu in front of the broken temple at the foot of the sword mountain. At first, Xie Lu fought with Xie Luyao in the first place, and then in the second place, which made Li Fuyao miserable. However, Xie Lu felt very good about the sword feeding method, and Li Fuyao did not dare to say more It's trying to figure out when to let uncle Xie take his sword. However, it seems that it's not ideal to follow the current situation.

Liu Yibai may be more obsessed with wine than kendo. Knowing that Li Fuyao's drinking capacity is good, he takes Li Fuyao for a drink every evening. However, according to Liu Yibai, he is extremely addicted. It is like a sword out of a half sheath, unable to get out, unable to enter. But Liu Yibai didn't dare to tell Xie Lu about this complaint. Now, this situation is actually created by him. If he didn't want to make Li Fuyao drunk one day, so that the boy missed his practice the next day, he would not be able to drink a few drinks with Li Fuyao each time.

Xi Chunan talked a lot about the truth, but in the end he left only a few words about his sword. This made Li Fuyao a little confused at first. But after walking several times on the road, he gradually became more and more clear. Finally, he felt that his uncle Xi could go the farthest among the three martial uncles. Only in this way, among the three martial uncles who taught Li Fuyao to practice swords, Xi Chunan was the most leisurely.

But even so, Li Fuyao was still in the second realm of tranquility without breaking through the boundary. Chen Sheng went to the sword spirit realm one year ago. However, this apprentice was far less powerful than his own master. After more than a year, he still didn't cross the threshold of the second level. This made Li Fuyao admire his cheap master even more when he was annoyed.

The old ancestor on the mountain did not go down the mountain since he went down the mountain once. According to the occasional news from the mountain, the old ancestor had chosen to close down for cultivation. He had to take a few steps on the road to kendo. Later, he realized that the old man who did not look too strict was the ancestor of the swordsman on the mountain. He was a little surprised, but soon calmed down and thought more about him Zong said that after sending him down the mountain, no one dared to refute it. It turned out that he had this identity here.

In the early winter after the end of autumn, the first snow fell on Jianshan mountain. The snow was not big, but it could dye a layer of frost on the mountain. The roof of the ruined temple at the foot of Jianshan was covered with snow. Li Fuyao was going to take a broom to clean the snow in front of the temple, but he was stopped by Xie Lu. He said that it was such a snowy scene that he could practice his sword. Li Fuyao looked dazed After that, he accompanied Xie Lu for a whole day. At the end of the evening, he was covered with bruises.

Xie Lu jumped to the big Bluestone and sat down, motioning Li Fuyao to sit beside her. After sitting down, Xie Lu pointed to the distant green hill and said with a soft smile: "I would rather you learn sword slowly. It's boring on the mountain. Although I'm devoted to Kendo, I sometimes feel bored. You've been here these days, but you've added a little bit of anger."

Li Fuyao knew that once he entered the Jianqi realm and the sword spirit could be released, he would go down the mountain to travel around the mountains and rivers. If he could not go further, let alone go back to Jianshan, if he could continue to advance in kendo, he could return to Jianshan to practice. However, there were not many swordsmen who chose to return to Jianshan. Most of them either died in the demon land or died in a seclusion The swordsmen who are willing to spend the rest of their lives on this mountain have to choose to continue their swordsmen. Otherwise, who doesn't want to be the kind of cool and unrestrained person who can hold the sword and where to go.

Seeing that Li Fuyao didn't speak, Xie Lu didn't feel anything. He just said with a smile: "Fuyao, you're just the same age as that Taoist and other young people in this mountain and river. After you go down the mountain, you should represent Jianshan. No, it's the same line of swordsmen. It's not appropriate to argue with them. It's just because you don't want to insult the swordsman In the past few years, there was no new man in Jianshan, but he didn't make such plans. But now that you are with you, it's natural that you can't avoid talking about it. You are the first new person to practice in Jianshan in the past ten years. Naturally, this burden will fall on you. It's a bit heavy, but you have to shoulder it. "

Li Fuyao grinned. For the first time, he felt that the burden was heavier after practicing sword.

Xie Lu said calmly: "before the war, there were a number of sword immortals in our swordsmen, and there were countless outstanding Kendo masters. In the mountains and rivers, apart from the three religions, none of the friars of the three religions dared to despise them. Even in the mountains and rivers, there were countless sword schools, and all the disciples were proud of themselves as swordsmen It's not as prosperous as it used to be, but which swordsman have you ever seen who is decadent and complacent? "Li Fuyao said in a soft voice: "swordsmen are not proud of their position in the mountains and rivers at all. It seems that it is just a sword in the waist."

Xie Lu looked at Li Fuyao with approval. "After learning skills, there's nothing to be proud of. Pride lies in being able to stand up to a sword in the waist all the time. I heard elder martial brother Xi say that you think the sword is straight. I think it's very good. Go straight. This is the sword. "

Li Fuyao laughed and refused to comment. Xie Lu didn't go on talking about this issue. He said with a smile: "actually, there is a boy on the mountain who can actually go down the mountain, but the ancestor is reluctant to let him die."

Li Fu shook the corner of his mouth and twitched, "Uncle Xie doesn't need to be so straightforward, does he?"

Xie Lu calmly said, "this is the straight word."

Li Fuyao is speechless.

Before Xie Lu left, she once said that she would not need Li Fuyao to compare swords tomorrow. She would take a day off. Li Fuyao said nothing but rubbed his shoulder in a place that Xie Lu could not see.

Then he grinned with pain.

Xie Lu laughed in a corner that Li Fuyao couldn't see. At this moment, he didn't really carry it at all.

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the snow on the top of Jianshan mountain is more than that at the bottom.

Wu Shanhe, who was released from Jianzhong, met uncle Xie when he went down the mountain for the first time, but he didn't see Li Fuyao. He was not very reconciled at all. However, several times later, he met uncle Xie, and never saw any shadow of Li Fuyao. Even once, Wu Shanhe almost got a sword from Xie Lu, and his sword Qi was rolling, It seems that Wu Shanhe is not regarded as his younger generation's children. If Wu Shan he did not run fast, he would be sure to get a strong sword. In this way, Wu Shan he would not dare to go down the mountain any more, but sometimes he murmured that Li Fuyao had become the treasure of the three martial uncles at the foot of Jianshan mountain? However, over the years, the three martial uncles at the foot of Jianshan have been very indifferent to the swordsmen on the mountain. Why did they fall in love with Li Fuyao? Is it because the boy didn't board?

Wu Shanhe can't think through some things, so he doesn't think about it anymore. He just wants to meet Li Fuyao. After all, there is no one of his peers on the mountain, and there is only one Li Fuyao at the foot of the mountain.

When Wu Shan River got to the top of the mountain, he wanted to go there to see the scenery. But when he stepped on it, he found his ancestor sitting in the middle of wenjianping. On his knee was an old sword which he hadn't taken with him for many years. He closed his eyes and said nothing. Although there were a few silver wires in the ordinary day, most of them were still black hair. Now he has long hair It was all snow white. Sitting in the snow, Wu Shanhe almost felt that he was sitting in the snow. He was scared to run to the old ancestor. He found that the old ancestor was staring at the Wushan River, which was almost full of tears and tears. Wushanhe sniffed and said wrongly: "I thought you were so sedentary. If you sit down, the mountains will be large and small There's no one in charge. "

The old man said with a smile, "I will die one day. Isn't it that Jianshan will not exist in the world?"

Wu Shanhe wiped his face and said angrily, "ancestor, you can distort my meaning."

The old man shook his head and shook off the snow on his hair. He thought of one thing and said calmly, "you want to go down the mountain to see that young man. Then, are your three martial uncles still not allowed to see you?"

Wu Shanhe sat next to his ancestor, with his head tilted and a sad look on his face. "Of the three martial uncles, martial uncle Xi and uncle Liu didn't say anything, but martial uncle Xie, I was chased up the mountain once when I went down the mountain. I didn't know why. I didn't do anything too much. I just wanted to see the boy."

The old man laughed and said nothing.

Wushanhe is even more depressed.

The old man said calmly, "wushanhe, if you are still in the sword spirit realm, I will throw you into the sword tomb. By the way, I will throw a ray of sword spirit into the sword tomb. Let you see why the sword tomb is called thousands of sword Qi. It has its own weather."

Wu Shanhe shrunk his head and sighed, "ancestor, you know I want to go down the mountain, but why always stop me?"

The old man snorted, "don't think about it. You'd better practice your sword while I'm still alive. When I go west one day, you'll sit in my position and sit down on the sword mountain."

Wu Shanhe yelled, "why do the old ancestors hold on to me when they are on the mountain

The old man took a look at Wushan river without explanation.

Wu Shanhe said cautiously, "the three martial uncles at the foot of Jianshan mountain are rare and gifted. It seems unreasonable that my ancestors chose me."

The old man asked, "if I don't reason, what do you want wushanhe to do?"

Wu Shanhe was not sure what to say. He was the first person on the mountain who was undisputed in kendo cultivation, and his status was even more respected. No one dared to contradict him on the mountain. When the old ancestor said that he wanted to be reasonable, the whole mountain could only accompany him to reason. If he didn't, everyone could only stare at him. What's more, Wu Shanhe, a disciple of three generations, was right In this old ancestor, there is no way.With a sigh, Wu Shanhe, who turned around and left, stepped on a series of footprints in wenjianping, looking helpless.

The old man sat down and said nothing. Everything in the world follows his temperament. On the contrary, the higher the realm is, the heavier the burden on his shoulders. Wu Shanhe is just shouldering the sword mountain, but Chao Qingqiu, who is already a sword immortal, has to shoulder the inheritance of the whole line of swordsman. No one is relaxed.

As for Li Fuyao, the old man has no idea what he can do for the moment. Maybe he is the future of this vein like Wu Shanhe. However, it depends on the extent to which they can go. If they can't bear the responsibility and the realm is not enough, how can they get a foothold in the mountains and rivers?

As for the qualifications of these two little guys, Wu Shanhe is even better. The parents of this little guy who has been practicing sword on the mountain are both swordsmen with good accomplishments. Naturally, their blood lineage is not so bad. On the contrary, Li Fuyao's parents are ordinary people, and they will be inferior to wushanhe in the first place, but maybe it is because of this little guy Because of his nature, the old man paid more attention to Li Fuyao, preferring to let Li Fuyao go out to visit the mountains and rivers rather than go down the mountain once in Wushan river.

There has been a saying of teaching students in accordance with their aptitude in Confucianism, but this is not unique to Confucianism. Just thousands of years ago, swordsmen's practice was divided into three. Sword, meaning, sword, Qi and swordsmanship were allowed to practice under the door. Only later, they gradually merged into one path, but they were not confused. Some people still thought about one aspect of kendo.

It's just about Li Fuyao's downhill and Wushan River's mountain practice. Although the old man and his three disciples didn't go through face-to-face, they finally reached a tacit understanding.

If Li Fuyao can get to Jianqi state, he will travel around the mountains and rivers on behalf of Jianshan, and hone with other friars of the three religions with extraordinary talent. If not, it will be that there is no new disciple in Jianshan and he will not be born again.

As for the Wushan River, it is necessary to stay on the mountain in any case, and no matter how, we can not rush down the mountain.

The scenery on the mountain is not as simple as it seems to outsiders.

In the end, the old man looked down at the old sword on his knee and said with a soft smile, "if you want to give that child, I have to make up the gift of meeting. But again, the child has to choose a sword by himself. How can he get high spirited with my decadent old thing?"

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before the twelfth lunar month, there were several heavy snowfalls in Dayu, which made many famous mountains seem to be wearing a new white suit, which makes people enjoy the sight, but it's hard to walk in the snow. Except for the monks, few ordinary people will go out for a long journey in this season.

The longest zangyun River in Dayu is still not covered with ice because of its long and deep water. But even so, there are still many people fishing on the Bank of the river near a small village in a section of the lower reaches of the river. However, among more than a dozen middle-aged men, a woman with a white skirt suddenly appeared. She wore a hat and was dressed in a hat Coir raincoat, with a basket on his back and a green bamboo fishing rod on his back, sat on a big stone for a day. He was even more patient than ordinary old fishermen. He didn't show any fear of cold. In fact, the village welcomed the guests from afar. The reason is that after she decided to live in the village, she bought an extra yellow mud house at a high price. Then she bought a lot of things in the villagers' house. The price was much higher than that in the market. One day, when she saw the men in the village fishing by the river, she simply bought it again After collecting all the necessary equipment for fishing, he began to fish on the riverside. Naturally, the first few days were fruitless. The men in the village were simple and honest. They sent one or two fish to the white skirt woman. The white skirt woman took all the fish. She did not shirk at all, but continued to fish by the river the next day.

A few days later, the white skirt woman finally had some harvest. She began to fish some small fish in the zangyun River, but after catching them, she threw them into the river. It seemed that she had other ideas, not big fish?

It is said that there is a kind of fish named peach blossom in the zangyun river. The fish body is the same color as peach blossom, and it tastes delicious. If it has the aroma of peach blossom, it attracted many fishermen to fish once it was born. Over the past few years, the fish has become less and less, and the market price is still high.

When the white skirt woman was looking at the daojuan in the skyscraper on the chenxie mountain, one of the elders of daomen had written down the shape of the fish, but she had never seen it, so she wanted to have a look.

So she came.

But up to now, I haven't been able to catch a peach blossom.

The woman in white dress was a little disappointed.

Seeing another heavy snow, the white skirt woman lost sight of the river. She didn't know where she was going to go when she went out of the gate. She could stop where she wanted to stop, but she didn't have to.

Finally lost interest in the white skirt woman is ready to finish, suddenly feel a sink in the hand, fish hook on the fish!

The white skirt woman suddenly pulled, a fish body like peach blossom general color River fish was pulled away from the river, but soon broke free and rolled into the river.

The woman in white dress put down her fishing rod and was calm.

It's true that seven or eight out of ten things you don't like in life.Then the white skirt woman stood up and looked at the distance. There was an umbrella man standing in the distance, looking at this side quietly.

"White skirt woman suddenly opened," I am Ye Sheng song. "

"The man said," I know

Ye Shengge walked a few steps, took off the coir raincoat and bamboo hat, and said slowly, "I'm not very happy today."

The man laughed and said, "I am very happy."

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