On the evening of the end of sword practice, Li Fuyao and his uncle Xie talked a lot about swordsmanship. However, when they talked about other things, they still talked a lot. Li Fuyao never knew that his uncle Xie would have so much to say, but when she couldn't stop talking, Li Fuyao listened quietly There was no other idea, but Xie Lu kept rubbing his head, making him speechless.
In the early morning of the next day, Li Fuyao went to the mountain climbing Road to practice his sword and deal with the white giant birds. When he was exhausted, he returned to the mountainside to meet the two sword immortals, Lu Changyan and Xie Shen, a woman in red.
Xie Chen, as always, stayed on the lonely peak. He didn't go to see the scenery here or pay attention to Li Fuyao. On the contrary, Lu Changyan was very fond of this young man who came to seek abuse from time to time. After seeing him several times later, he didn't rush to take out the sword first. Instead, he had to talk to Li Fuyao first.
Lu Changyan, a sword fairy in white robes, sat cross legged and looked at Li Fuyao opposite him. He focused on the green silk on his waist and sighed: "Bai Zhihan's sword, you went to the cliff to get the sword, but you didn't bring back the three Liang handle in Liuxiang. In fact, the two swords are the same arrogant, but Bai Zhihan is more proud He will spend another hundred years to enter the sea, but he will also make Liuxiang stronger. He is a real Kendo genius of this mountain and river. He is just born in a bad time and can not meet the war. It is not difficult for him to enter the sea and reach the top of kendo. "
Li Fu Yao said with a smile, "I should not have taken this sword if I had known that this elder Bai was so gifted, otherwise I would have buried the sword in my hand."
Lu Changyan shook his head and said with a smile: "fate is not clear. Since it's in your hands, it's your chance. You just need to treat this sword well. Bai Zhihan was very quiet in those days, and he didn't even say much with several sword fairies. Nobody knows what he thinks. You take his sword, and you don't know what he thinks."
Li Fuyao smiles bitterly.
Lu Changyan did not continue to entangle himself in this matter. Instead, he talked about his understanding of kendo. After one sword, he met Li Fuyao for the second time. At first, he was still very surprised. After the climber succeeded in climbing, he couldn't come here. However, Li Fuyao's coming for the second time made Lu Changyan feel a little strange. Later, he learned that this young man was It was even more strange after he failed to walk to the top of the mountain and practiced sword at the foot of the mountain. However, after he went up the mountain several times and came to this mountain climbing Road, Lu Changyan's only curiosity disappeared. Li Fuyao couldn't stop him for a few times. However, he was not so lost. He couldn't do it today. He just came back tomorrow. He didn't have the heart to shrink back Lu Changyan was a little relieved. If it was not just a wisp of spirit, and he had no secret script in his mind, he would still like to pass on the next one. If it had been put in his time, it would not have been necessary. But now the swordsmen are so withered, it seems that there is nothing wrong with this. However, although there is no secret script, he still has some knowledge of kendo, which can be passed on.
Speaking of the back, Lu Changyan turned his head and looked at Xie Chen in the distance. Suddenly he said in a low voice: "little guy, do you think Xie's surname is very strange?"
Li Fu shook his head. He did not dare to criticize uncle Xie and her ancestors.
Lu Changyan felt bored, so he didn't want to say anything more. After standing up, he said that he wanted to take out the sword. Li Fuyao drew out his long sword, green silk, and his expression was indifferent.
Anyway, no matter how to fight, it's better to face it calmly.
Xie Shen, a woman in red on the mountain peak in the distance, sees Li Fuyao being abused again. He just glances at this side. The corners of her mouth curl up a small arc, and then she closes her eyes again.
They were born swordsmen. Their pursuit of Kendo has lasted for thousands of years. The number of sword immortals listed in their genealogy is indeed a Kendo family.
Therefore, the Xie clan, in fact, do not care much about things other than kendo.
Xie Chen is like this, but Xie Lu is an exception.
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at the foot of Jianshan, the old Confucian scholar came to the broken temple at the foot of Jianshan after Li Fuyao went down the mountain. This time, he didn't talk to Xi Chunan, but went to ask for Liu Yibai's wine and have a drink with the dishonest swordsman at the foot of the mountain.
The old Confucian scholar loved wine, and Liu Yibai also liked to drink. So they had something in common. The old Confucian scholar with his bookcase on his back said with a smile: "I had a lot of sword scripts. You must be very interested in it a few years ago. Your Kendo path followed Liuxiang, but you started slowly, and your qualifications were not as good as him. You just couldn't get to his height It seems that all the scholars in the world don't have to be the saints. You don't have to be the Sword Fairy Liuxiang when you practice swords. It's just that you don't want to be a Liuxiang. That Liuxiang doesn't mean to die without you. "
Liu Yibai took a big gulp of wine and said helplessly: "who dares to die, but everyone is rushing forward. If I don't rush up, it's really too much. If no one sees me, I can't fight. I'm sure I'll run. This life is more important than dignity."
The old Confucian scholar said with a smile, "you can see clearly."Liu Yibai touched the sword on his waist and said with a smile: "the old gentleman, when he came to Jianshan this time, he didn't just save the idea of returning human feelings. Some words were held back and they were hurt."
The old scholar spat, jumped his feet and scolded: "I am so unbearable in your eyes? I've walked tens of thousands of miles. I thought I had to get a better reputation. You just buried me? "
Liu Yibai held up the wine bowl with a bitter smile and begged for mercy: "OK, OK, I'm wrong. There are a lot of old gentlemen. Don't worry about it."
Only then can the old scholar drink more wine
Liu Yibai was silent with a bitter smile.
The old Confucian scholar stopped making detours with Liu Yibai and said calmly, "you let that boy go down the cliff to get green silk. Although it's not as good as that one, it's really more suitable for him. Next, you have to let him step into the sword spirit state as soon as possible. Liang is coming soon. The mountain is not peaceful. After that, your barren mountain will be more chaotic. The old man on the mountain can't cope with it alone 。”
Liu Yibai's expression did not change. After a long time, he sighed: "there is no heart."
The old Confucian scholar was drinking wine with a strange look.
He suddenly asked, "Liu Yibai, if you choose one more time, will you run away?"
Liu Yibai frowned and looked at him. He was silent for a long time and said with a smile, "yes."
The old Confucian scholar put down his bowl of wine. "I don't like a kid who is full of lies. If I didn't have a chance, I would definitely drag you to fight."
Liu Yibai said in a soft voice: "the books that the old gentleman read can't take my swords."
The old Confucian scholar was speechless. After a moment, he got up directly and returned to the mountain again.
There was a young man waiting for the old Confucian scholar on the mountain road.
The old Confucian scholar looked at the little guy on the mountain with a smile and asked, "what's the matter? Did you give the old guy a lecture again?"
Wu Shanhe, with the sword pinned to his waist, grimaced and scratched his bun. He said angrily, "Mr. old man, why didn't my ancestors let me go down the mountain?"
After a few steps, the old Confucian scholar came to the young man and asked with a smile, "do you want to go down the mountain like this?"
Wu Shanhe nodded, "the scenery at the foot of the mountain is very beautiful. I've wanted to go down the mountain for a long time, whether it's Yanling or Liangxi. I'm afraid that I'll be bored by this mountain. If you've lived on this mountain for more than ten years, you won't be very happy."
The old Confucian scholar shook his head and denied: "if I could live in such an interesting place more days, I would be very happy."
Wu Shanhe gritted his teeth.
As he walked up the mountain road, the old Confucian scholar said, "no matter where you stay, it's almost the same. But if you want to see the scenery at the foot of the mountain, you may be able to climb up several realms after walking thousands of miles. Your martial Uncle Chen Sheng did not just walk around the foot of the mountain to have the present cultivation What's more, Qingqiu didn't go to your mountain very much, and didn't you live well? But you don't have to keep this mountain? "
Wushanhe followed the old Confucian scholar to the mountain, frowned and said, "the old ancestor is on the mountain, isn't that good?"
The old Confucian scholar suddenly turned his head and said solemnly, "what if your old ancestor died?"
Wu Shanhe said angrily, "the old ancestor was so powerful that he was said to be the most powerful swordsman in this mountain and river except the Chaojian immortal. How could he die so easily?"
The old Confucian scholar laughed and refused to comment.
He just asked Wushan River, if the ancestor died, who should guard the mountain? Is it you. Wu Shanhe hesitated, but finally nodded.
Besides Chao Qingqiu, the most powerful swordsman. It's nice to say that if you really meet the master of the temple, what will happen? Who knows if you can make a sword and kill the other person.
Before he got to the top of the mountain, the old Confucian scholar looked at Wushan River and said earnestly: "there are some things that you have to wait for an opportunity. Maybe this opportunity will come soon, or you can't wait for a lifetime. So, don't worry. If you have a chance, I'll take you down the mountain with me when I get down. Then you can't say that you miss the mountain It's something. "
"It's a deal, old man," he said with a loud smile
The old Confucian scholar nodded and even touched his fist as if it were something.
Wu Shanhe left the mountain road and went to find a good place to practice his sword. He didn't want to see his ancestor so as not to be thrown into the sword tomb again. He felt that it was not good at all.
The old Confucian scholar who came to ask Jianping didn't see the old ancestor on the mountain and didn't know where he was going.
But on the Mountaineering Road, the tall old man standing with his hands on his back looked at a kid sitting in a closed eye in the distance. His expression remained unchanged. He laughed and thought it was very interesting.
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Li Fuyao went down the mountain alone after taking Lu Changyan's sword. The female sword immortal did not leave a word from the beginning to the end, and Li Fuyao was not disappointed. There are too many hermits in the world, and he can't say that every one of them has to be close to him. He didn't get any advice, that is, the chance is not enough, or the female Sword Fairy can't see it directly If you look down on your eyes, you will despise them. In fact, it is not a big deal.When he went down the mountain, Li Fuyao habitually took out the demon pill given by Qinghuai. It was a great help to the monk, but it was not a good gift. It just couldn't hold Li Fuyao's fancy, so he took it out to have a look.
As he walked, he was laughing. If Xie Lu saw him, he would say something.
After going down the mountain, Li Fuyao was still practicing his sword in the open space in front of the ruined temple, but this time, none of the three martial uncles could see it.
In the broken temple, Liu Yibai holding the wine jar, Xie Lu holding the famous sword and Xiaoxue have nothing to take. Xi Chunan stands in front of their statues, looking calm.
In the early days of Xi Dynasty, the southern plain said, "Jianshan can't be humiliated."
Xie Lu was silent and worried about her.
Liu Yibai said with a smile: "my sword is the most powerful. I'll try a sword, but it's no use. I'm not sure."
Xi Chunan said with a smile: "a few days ago, younger martial brother Chen Sheng went up the mountain. Although he didn't see the Lord, his sword was almost the same as you, and he didn't kill anyone. Your sword is not good. Let me come this time."
Liu Yibai pulled his mouth and exclaimed, "elder martial brother, you can't kill people. The hidden fish is short. I'm afraid that I can't pass it to the temple master. Anyway, my wild grass will be longer and the chance will be greater."
Xi Chunan waved his hand, turned his head and looked at the statue behind him. He said with a smile, "I always ask you to do this today. Don't rob me of this matter today. Just be a senior brother. Do you want to go down the mountain to see the scenery?"
Liu Yibai really couldn't say anything this time. He just looked at Xie Lu helplessly and called out: "younger martial sister."
Xie Lu said softly: "it's such a field, but it's not so important to fight for a priority."
Liu Yibai finally shut up this time.
Xi Chunan patted his robe and arranged his hair crown. He said calmly, "I will not stay with this Tibetan fish."
Liu Yibai looks dignified.
Xie Lu is always plain.
Xi Chunan went out of the ruined temple and begged Liu Yibai for a jar of wine. After drinking half a bowl with Liu Yibai, he waved his hand and stopped drinking. After leaving the ruined temple, he gave Li Fuyao a smile and went straight down the mountain.
The gentle man went down the hill.
In the broken temple, Xie Lu was silent for a long time, then went to pick up the half bowl of wine that Xi Chunan had not finished drinking and drank it down.
Liu Yibai is a little decadent.
Then, in this ruined temple, the statue of Xi Chunan seems to have given birth to spider webs, and numerous cracks have appeared, large and small.
And has already walked to the green water lake in front of the south, plain looking step on the water.
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