Chapter 84

In front of the broken temple at the foot of Jianshan, an old Confucian scholar with a bookcase on his back came today.

After a short stay on the mountain, the old Confucian scholar, who had followed his ancestors on Jianshan mountain, came to the broken temple at the foot of Jianshan mountain. He said that he wanted to argue with the three people in the temple. Xie Lu and Liu Yibai were experts in killing people with swords, but they were not interested in reasoning at all. So the old Confucian scholar went down the mountain and came to the broken temple I can only say a few words to Xi Chunan, who is always gentle. It seems that the old Confucian scholar with his bookcase on his back has not read books for several years. Many of the reasons are based on the book. Therefore, it is not difficult to live in Xi Chunan. He has a good temper. After half a day's reasoning with the old Confucian student, he doesn't feel bored. After dusk, he is still not According to bu Rao, Xi Chunan smiles whether he wants to compete with the sword. Otherwise, the saliva is dry and his legs are numb. In fact, it is not very good.

The old Confucian scholar who had been circling around looked at Xi Chunan strangely. Finally, he got to the point. He closed his book and asked in doubt: "the one under the cliff is the sword of Liuxiang. After learning from LiuXiang's temperament, his eyes are always higher than the top. You know he won't let Li Fu shake that boy to take him away from the bottom of the cliff. Why do you want him to take the sword?"

Xi Chunan calmly replied, "why not? There is no absoluteness in everything. If he takes a fancy to Fuyao and thinks that he is similar to Liu Jianxian in temperament, he will come out with him. "

The old Confucian scholars scoffed at Xi Chunan's saying, "what's the temperament and talent of Liuxiang? Where can Li Fuyao compare with him? In those years, the sword of Liuxiang was thousands of miles long, and now no one has surpassed him. Even Chao Qingqiu dare not say that he has been able to compete with Liu Xiang in sword spirit, and Li Fuyao can match him?"

Xi Chu Nan asked with a smile, "does the old gentleman praise the Sword Fairy of Chao to this point?"

The old Confucian scholar turned his eyes. "Nonsense, Chao Qingqiu is the only genius who has stepped into the sea for 6000 years in your swordsman's vein. I don't believe that he can't compare with those sword immortals of six thousand years. I don't believe it. Maybe it's not his opponent to invite those sword immortals to come now. I frighten Xu Ji on the mountain and say that two big demons join hands to attack and kill Chao Qingqiu, As a matter of fact, even if it's laisanzun, I still don't believe that chaoqingqiu will die in the demon soil like this. "

Speaking of the only sword immortal who has been able to step into the sea for six thousand years, there is an indescribable feeling, whether it is an old Confucian scholar or Xi Chunan. In his heart, the old Confucian scholar admired the sword immortal, who had practiced sword for less than 300 years, and extended the sword master to this place by his own strength, while Xi Chunan admired his perseverance and perseverance for this sword immortal power.

However, in the final analysis, the sword immortal Chao Qingqiu is a romantic figure in this mountain and river, and in that demon land. When the saints are hardly visible in the world, only this sword immortal has made great efforts occasionally. Either killing the big demon or going to chenxieshan and other places to make a fight, the demon earth friars and the monks of the three religions feel helpless.

The old scholar sighed: "if chaoqingqiu can come back safely from the demon soil, it means that his sword technique has gone further. Maybe he will be the first immortal in the past six thousand years."

Xi Chunan laughed and said nothing. He did not remind the old Confucians that their topic was Li Fuyao's going to the bottom of the cliff to get a sword.

After a few words, the old Confucian scholar stopped suddenly and looked at Xi Chunan with a smile. "I almost didn't think about it clearly. Since I knew that the boy couldn't take back the sword from the willow lane, he had a different plan. Could there be another sword at the bottom of the cliff?"

Xi Chunan said nothing but looked at the old Confucian scholar with a smile.

The old Confucian scholar waved his hand impatiently. "You guys like to make mysteries even more than I do. Have you become refined after practicing sword?"

Xi Chunan calmly said with a smile: "the sword of the Sword Fairy Liuxiang is naturally extremely proud. It's OK that the sword spirit has not been produced. But after staying at the bottom of the cliff for thousands of years, how can it not be born? Now that he has a sword, he will have some trouble even if he wants to take it away. Maybe he can only ask him to be reluctant. In the end, he can wipe away his wisdom and warm up again. He can't help but calm his mind. How can I take him away, even if he doesn't want to. I just want him to walk from the bottom of the cliff and feel the resentment of the sword. Other realms are not good But it's good for calming the mind. I don't know whether Fuyao has the chance to find a sword of his own

The old Confucian scholar tut Zan said: "you are a big hand. The only new person in Jianshan in recent years, your nephew, said to throw it down and then throw it down."

At the beginning of Xi Chu's life, Nansi said calmly: "I always told Fuyao that he couldn't be anxious to practice sword, but actually Jianshan can't protect him for long. Before encountering a big disaster, I was very willing to let him go to the Jianqi state and travel far away from the mountain, which can be regarded as saving seeds. Chen Sheng or his master didn't want to see Fuyao die on this mountain."

The old Confucian scholar looked dignified, and said with some helplessness: "Liang Yi's excursion should not be so violent as to probe into the bottom of Jianshan. Before the news of chaoqingqiu's death comes out one day, no matter who dares to destroy the last place where the swordsman was handed down, even if the mountain is in name."

Xi Chunan was indifferent. When he heard the old Confucian scholar say that the name of "cunshi" was "death", he just stood up and said with emotion: "I need no more swordsmen. I only need two sword immortals to fight against the three religions. But these two sword fairies can't be found. It's really sad."Xi Chunan looked complicated and looked down at the foot of the mountain. "After the master of the temple went up the mountain, the first sword must be from me."

It's not loud, but it's loud.

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as soon as Li Fuyao reached out to hold the rusty sword, there was a thunderbolt in his mind.

Then a scene appeared in front of him. On that sword mountain, countless swordsmen were waiting for each with a sword, and their looks were dignified. However, in the distance, there were countless demon earth friars.

In front of the sword immortal hall, there are as many as four sword immortals standing in front of the hall. The man in white and the woman in red are Xie Chen, the ancestor of Lu Changyan and his uncle Xie Lu, whom Li Fuyao met.

Another man in grey robe looks the same as the sword he met in front of the bamboo house. It should be the willow lane, which is called the incomparable sword spirit in the world.

As for the last one, he was a tall old man with white hair and hair.

The four sword immortals had a sword hanging from their waists. They looked at the dark area in the distance, and their expressions were calm.

The female Sword Fairy Xie Shen was silent for a moment and then frowned and said, "bully me swordsman, I'll go to the demon soil to kill some big demons."

Lu Changyan held down the hilt of the sword and said with a smile, "I will go with Xie Chen. Brother Liu and strict master will be entrusted to the sword mountain."

Liu Xiang was expressionless. "I've already divided myself into two parts. I'm still invincible under the sea. But in the sea, I can't afford to kill. Today, I'm dead on Jianshan mountain. I don't need to worry about them."

Lu Changyan arched his hand and left with Xie Shen.

The remaining two, Yan Shi and sword immortal Liu Xiang, stood side by side, looking at the dense demon soil friar. Yan suddenly opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Liuxiang, you have almost never failed in your life. Don't you feel unjust to die in Jianshan today?"

Liu Xiang looks calm. "If I had known this day, Liuxiang would never have studied the chance of half a immortal. If one person could kill more demons with one sword, he would have killed more demons, so as not to have the situation today."

Master Yan sighed, "you are gifted. Kendo is near the peak. If you don't go to Feixian, where will you be

Liu Xiang pressed his sword around his waist and said calmly: "it's just death. It's not a big deal. It's just that today's World War I is not the last battle of Liuxiang. Liuxiang doesn't want that other one. I find the chance to become an immortal at last. On the contrary, I hope he can take a few more steps to step into the realm of sword immortal and go to the demon land."

Master Yan laughed and refused to comment.

Liu Xiang goes down the mountain without saying a word. Even if he is dead, he must be the first to take out his sword.

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There was a big battle on the Jianshan mountain. The sound of fighting was everywhere. The willow Lane fought with a huge monster which was more than a thousand feet high. One hand of the monster was cut off. Finally, he was beaten by the demon with a fist. His vitality was cut off. Three or two swords rolled into the bottom of the cliff.

On the cliff, countless swordsmen were killed when their swords were broken.

There was a great war. It was bloody, but this was just a place of Jianshan. I don't know how many other swordsmen of the same line of sword school suffered such a great disaster.

On the other side of wenjianping, there is a man in white robe who is indifferent. Holding a long sword, he quietly cuts off the heads of one monster after another. Unlike the other swordsmen, this man in white robe is always one person.

After killing more than a dozen demon Xius, he was finally watched by a big demon Xiu who ascended the stairs. For the same purpose, the white robed man cut off the head of the demon Xiu who ascended the building with one sword.

And the sword in his hand was cheering.

But the white robed man's face was pale, and it seemed that he could not hold on for long.

In the end, two demon Xiu who ascended the building joined hands to kill each other, and a big hole was blasted out of the body by a fist.

The sword whines sadly.

The white robed man also laughs bitterly. After practicing sword for more than 100 years, he is already a top swordsman. If he gives another hundred years to polish Kendo, how can he not stand on the top of Kendo and become another sword immortal?

It's a pity.

Finally, the white robed man threw the sword down the cliff bottom and used his body as a sword. The last sword pierced the heart of the demon Xiu.

The two kinds of friars, demon monk and swordsman, do not like to use magic weapons. The former is based on the incomparable physique in the world, while the latter has the first-class killing sword spirit in the world.

Therefore, there is absolutely no magic weapon flying all over the sky in the two sides' War. It is just a fight between life and death, which is even more tragic.

Li Fuyao came back to his senses. His face was full of tears. He took the sword and drew it out.

The long sword was originally rusty, but now the rust on the sword began to fall off gradually, revealing its original appearance.

This long sword is engraved with two characters.

Green silk.

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