Chapter 109

Ye Shengge's ascent to the mountain was unexpected. However, since this Taoist has made up her mind to go up the mountain, it is natural that she can't sit back and ignore her. Although ye Shengge is a Taoist, she is also a young generation. It is obviously impractical to let the two swordsmen at the foot of Jianshan mountain stop her. Now there are only Li Fuyao and Wu Shanhe, Li Fu It's not long for him to practice the sword for a long time. It's doomed that Ye Sheng's song can't be stopped. Therefore, the task of stopping Ye Sheng's song from going up the mountain naturally falls on the head of Wushan river. Not long ago, he broke through the Jianqi state and came to the green silk realm. He was able to fight with ye Shengge, a Taoist of Taiqing state. Therefore, when ye Shengge appeared on the mountain road, he took the sword of Wushan river 。

Although this young man who has been thrown into the sword tomb for many years is not the most suitable temperament for practicing sword, he is still quite good after being trained by his ancestors. In addition, the sword tomb is actually the most suitable place for tempering the heart of the sword. After wushanhe is thrown into it several times, it is of great benefit to the realm, far more fortunate than ordinary swordsmen More.

Therefore, his first sword, no matter who looked at it, was one of the few excellent hands in the green silk realm, and the sword spirit and meaning were commendable.

However, what he met with this sword was not others, but ye Shengge, who did not know how many magic weapons he had.

She didn't dodge the sword. She just opened the oil paper umbrella she had picked up from Yuwu mountain's disciples. It was originally called Tianji umbrella, but now it has been renamed peach blossom. After opening it, its function is not only to isolate contact with the outside world. To be honest, the umbrella itself is an extraordinary magic weapon and the biggest function It's used to protect yourself.

Then the sword with good weather stabbed the surface of the umbrella. It just seemed that a stone had been thrown into the lake, causing some ripples and wrinkles. Then it recovered quickly, and the sword was declared to be useless.

Wu Shanhe frowned and then handed out a sword a moment later. However, ye Shengge still didn't take any action. He only used the umbrella to deal with it. When he rolled to ye Shengge, the umbrella would always appear on the established track and stop the sword for the Taoist priest.

Wu Shanhe has been on Jianshan for more than ten years. He has not known much about the outside world. He has never seen this Taoist priest before. The first thing he saw was to see how powerful she was. At that time, even if he was defeated, it would be worth a few swords. But now, the Taoist doesn't really know what kind of Taoism is He didn't dodge or move, but he couldn't help it.

This has always been regarded as a genius Wu Shanhe very frustrated.

Ye Shengge held the peach blossom umbrella and looked at the green faced swordsman in front of the mountain road. If she hadn't sent the peach blossom out, she wouldn't mind comparing the sword with the swordsman. Now she has sent the peach blossom out for a peach blossom, so she has no idea. She just looks at both sides of the mountain road and thinks that if we plant some on the Jianshan mountain Peach blossom, should be more spectacular than chenxieshan.

Wushan River walked forward a few steps, and was about to hand out the third sword. However, he was soon dismissed by Ye Shengge's words, "if you pass another sword, I'm sure I'll beat you into a pig's head."

The key point is that after ye Shengge said this sentence, he had already put away the oil paper umbrella, instead, he took out a small jade bowl.

Wu Shanhe swallowed his mouth and stood up with his sword, but he still said, "you can't go up the mountain."

Ye Shengge didn't ask why. He just stopped, patted the dust on his white skirt, looked at the Wushan River, and said to himself, "it turns out that you can't see the swordsmen in the books on this mountain."

Standing on the mountain road, Wu Shanhe looked at the famous Taoist species, but his expression did not change. He just asked, "what's your opinion about us swordsmen over Liangxi?"

Ye Shengge tilted his head and thought about the description of swordsmen in the books he had read. After a long pause, he said, "as the book says, a swordsman of mountains and rivers can carve mountains and split the sea when one sword comes out."

Wu Shanhe felt some absurdity, and asked tentatively, "is it that one sword is out of its sheath, and the world changes color, and the sun and moon are not shining?"

Ye Shengge turns his head and nods.

Wu Shanhe said with a smile: "even in the heyday of our pulse, we can't find many such swordsmen. Do you really think everyone is a sword immortal? In the past, if we were able to find ten, now there is only one left in the mountains and rivers. "

Ye Shengge moved his lips, spit out three words, "toward the green autumn."

Although Wu Shanhe was a little displeased with ye Shengge's direct call to the name of the Chaojian immortal, he didn't actually open his mouth and said, "what are you doing in Jianshan?"

"Let's see if you can plant some peach blossoms on this mountain." Ye Shengge answered this time for granted.

The answer is that Wu Shan and he have the same feeling as Liu Yibai in front of the broken temple at the foot of Jianshan mountain. This girl is really two.

However, Liu Yibai did not intend to say these words in front of Ye Sheng's song, but Wu Shanhe was afraid of hurting the girl's heart after saying it. Wu Shanhe soon laughed at himself. Where is this Taoist priest so vulnerable?Maybe he knew that Jianshan would not let her go up, so ye Shengge stopped thinking about it. He just said something without any reason, which made Wu Shanhe look ugly.

"You swordsmen, now that you can't make a sword, why don't you refine a few more magic weapons and make it more convenient to fight. Now you only have one sword. If you can't cut it, you can only look forward to it. Are you stupid?"

Wu Shanhe stares at ye Shengge. He is helpless, but he doesn't have any intention to present the fourth sword. He just turns his head and does not want to see this daozhong.

Ye Shengge did not speak, but turned around and went down the mountain.

In the distance, the old Confucian scholar looked at the scene and suddenly said with a smile: "born daozhong, you are indeed a cultivator of Taoism. Shen Xieshan has made a great fortune. In the next few hundred years, maybe it will be a magnificent time for the two before and after to become saints. When the time comes, where else can there be any one who can match the shenxieshan spanner?"

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Li Fuyao got the famous sword Xiao Xue of Xie Lu's family, but Liu Yibai came here several times and said it was unnecessary. Xiao Xue had accompanied you on the Mountaineering Road before, which was no stranger to you. Now, after Xie Lu sent him out, he only needs to be generous and warm, so as not to let Xiaoxue be wronged, which is the best explanation to Xie Lu As for the rest, actually not so much.

After pulling Xiaoxue out of the scabbard, Li Fuyao brushed the sword slightly with his fingers, and felt the slight vibration of the sword. The body of Xiaoxue sword is white and beautiful, which can be regarded as a beauty in the sword. Li Fuyao is not willing to use Qi and blood to establish a connection with the sword in order to warm up the sword in his hand. Although this method needs a lot of time and takes less detours, Li Fuyao follows Li Fuyao's advice This disposition always feels that such a method is too simple and crude, so he has always been reluctant to do so. Therefore, no matter it is Qingsi or now Xiaoxue, Li Fuyao has always been treating it with sincerity. Although it is a bit troublesome, he always thinks that there will be unexpected benefits in the future.

However, compared with the arrogance of the gifted swordsman Bai Zhihan's green silk, Xiaoxue's temper is not as cold as Xie Lu's, and his response is much more enthusiastic than that of Qingsi. Li Fuyao patiently brushed the sword, then he took a cloth to wipe the sword, and finally put Xiaoxue back into the sheath. He put the two swords on his knees and began to meditate, running Qi in the meridians Walk in the middle.

Liu Yibai, in front of the broken temple in the distance, leaned against the door. Beside him was Xie Lu, who was still holding his sword. However, this sword was replaced by peach blossom.

Liu Yibai took a wild grass root in his mouth and sighed softly: "just because of the boy's attitude towards the sword, I have reason to think that he can go far in the future."

Xie Lu calmly asked, "this time, I don't want to see the qualification?"

Liu Yibai shook his head. "Aptitude is still very important, but now, maybe his path is different. In fact, our days are not many, so we don't have to worry about anything. But I have no apprentice in my whole life. For such a nephew, I'd like to see him go far in the future. It's better to stand by Chao Qingqiu one day. ”"You still don't want to send the weeds out," Xie Lu said without hesitation

Liu Yibai was a little annoyed and said, "what does this boy do with so many swords and open a blacksmith's shop?"

Xie Lu was expressionless and shook his head.

Liu Yibai sighed and went to his waist to feel the wine gourd he had made before. Since Xi Chunan died at the foot of the mountain, he has drunk a lot of wine these days. But the more he drinks, the brighter his eyes are and the sharper his sword spirit is.

If it wasn't Xie Lu, but the old ancestor on the mountain, he might have praised Liu Yibai in his heart. Now Liu Yibai is really at the peak of his personal kendo.

The state of mind is not clear, the road is not clear, can only rely on feeling.

Li Fuyao, who had collected two swords and put them back into their boxes, put them behind his back. He suddenly remembered that all swordsmen in this world are all swordsmen with one sword, but he only has two swordsmen. Is this really not another kind of sword?

Before I had time to think about it, I just turned around and saw Ye Sheng song coming from the mountain road over there.

The latter, dressed in a white dress, looked elegant and out of the dust. After coming over, she ignored Li Fuyao, only paying attention to the peach blossom she had planted before. She just squatted down and looked at it for a long time, but didn't see why. She stood up, thought about it, and asked Li Fuyao what famous mountains there were, what food to eat, and where the peach blossom was the most abundant.

Li Fuyao frowned and was reluctant to pay attention to this Taoist.

Ye Shengge frowned and said, "don't you like me?"

This one is not that one.

Li Fuyao didn't speak. He suddenly thought that among the two swords, the green silk was more suitable for him. As for Xiao Xue, he was still a bit awkward to use, but he could not always put it in the sword case. In this way, it was a pity that the famous sword would be covered with dust than the Pearl.

After waiting for a long time, ye Shengge did not respond to Li Fuyao's strange look. She had made up her mind to go down the mountain today, but now she doesn't want to go down the mountain. She is waiting for her master, Liang Yi, to go up the mountain.

So ye Shengge took many steps and meditated in situ, fearing no one else on the mountain to attack her.Li Fuyao didn't want to take a look at it. He went to the big blue stone in front of the broken temple and found his uncle Liu Yibai. Liu Yibai handed over the wine gourd and said with a smile, "this small Taoist is still the most pleasing Taoist I have ever seen in my life. A Taoist heart has never been polluted by the earth at all. It's not necessary to say that his achievements will be amazing. As for whether he can cross the last one or not Who knows

Li Fuyao drank two mouthfuls of wine, speechless and smiling. He is now in a low state. Not to say that he is facing this Taoist species, even if he is a green locust, he has no strength to fight back. In fact, even if he is not used to this Taoist, there is no way.

Liu Yibai patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "how long have you been practicing sword? More than two years. The second stage is good. This Taoist cultivator has been practicing Taoism since he was a child for more than ten years, and he is only in the state of Taiqing. If you are in a hurry, you can walk steadily. Whether you are a late bloomer or a sudden insight, you may become a sword immortal within 100 years. When the time comes, you can walk in the mountains and rivers as much as you want. Just don't forget to take care of the Jianshan mountain one or two. "

Li Fuyao raised his head and showed a big smile. Suddenly, he said, "in fact, I know that there must be great difficulties after Jianshan. Isn't uncle Liu worried about this when he drinks these days?"

Liu Yi Bai ran said, "it's not so difficult. It's just that uncle Xie and I don't want to live like this again. We want to change our way of living."

Li Fuyao refrained from asking what kind of living method it was. He just nodded, drank a big drink, and went to practice sword by himself. Only Liu Yibai was left to rely on big Bluestone and drink alone.

Looking at Li Fuyao's back, he said with a smile: "no matter how talented you are, your temperament is really good according to my Liu Yibai."

A moment later, Liu Yi had some worries in his white eyes. Although he had said before, he could not help but feel some worries. He looked at the distance and prayed in a low voice: "Chao Jian Xian, you don't really die in the demon soil. The swordsman under the sky can only have a place to live under your big tree. If you really die, the swordsman under the sky will have a place to live But I can't even do it. "

Liu Yibai has always been a slouch. It seems that he didn't even care about sword training before. No one knows that he is still very interested in the inheritance of swordsmen in the bottom of his heart.

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in the black sea of the northern demon soil, the battle finally came to an end.

The sea was calm again.

As for who wins or loses, it is clear that the end has come.

Chao Qingqiu, dressed in a white robe, walked out of the sea under the gaze of countless pairs of bright or dark eyes and went south alone.

After all, even under the siege of two demon soil giants, no one wants to believe that he is still in full swing. On the contrary, he is seriously injured.

But on the first day of the Sword Fairy's southward journey, no one dared to attack.

It was not until chaoqingqiu was near the junction of the northern demon soil and the mountains and rivers that a demon earth friar with a real body of a huge black tiger revealed his real body, but a moment later, chaoqingqiu cut off the tiger's head with a sword.

The huge body fell heavily in the mountain forest. I don't know how many big trees have been broken.

But Chao Qingqiu did not stop at one step. After a sword, he continued to go south.

On the contrary, those demon earth friars who climbed the stairs behind were terrified. How could this sword immortal still have such a powerful power after fighting with two big demons, and could kill the top monk who ascended the stairs with one sword?

This time, there are many monks can not help thinking about the situation of the two giants before.

On a lonely island in that black sea, two old people of normal height looked at the South indifferently. One of them, slightly emaciated, broke his arm, but was growing slowly. It seems that it will not be long before it will return to its original state. The other old man is not so lucky. There is a terrible bone wound on his chest The mouth was only half an inch short of endangering the lingfu. We should know that his real body was an old turtle, and the most proud thing was the hardness of his tortoise shell. However, in the face of chaoqingqiu, he still could not stop him. He even said that if he did not have this tortoise shell, he might have been dead now and would not have been such a scene.

Broken arm of the old man slowly opened his mouth, tone Gu Jing Wu Bo, "Qing Tian Jun is on the coast, but he did not hand."

The latter said with a smile, "this younger generation, like him, is still watching. If any one of the other sages of the three religions appears in this black ocean, the king of Qingtian will not hide and tuck in and not do anything. But since it is chaoqingqiu, everyone has scruples. Besides, neither of us nor the sea can stop chaoqingqiu. Other people dare not do so I expected it

The old man who had broken his arm looked down at the wound, and suddenly sighed, "Chao Qingqiu's killing power is not far away from the original Sword Fairy Liuxiang. He has not stopped walking these years and has been walking forward. In a decade or so, I'm afraid that even if Liuxiang is alive, we can't help him. We old men have no hope to stop him. We can only look after us If the demon can produce an amazing younger generation, it is qualified to fight with him. "——

Ye Shengge stayed at the foot of the mountain. Jianshan knew about it, but no one cared about it. After listening to what happened on the mountain road of Wushan River, the ancestor Xu Ji asked Wu Shanhe to go back to Jianzhong to practice his sword again after a moment's silence. The latter, for the first time, was not angry. He just nodded and asked a question solemnly, "Laozu Zong, is my Jianshan really deserted now?"

Xu Ji shook his head and said that there was still you.

Wushanhe looked lonely, but soon got up and went to the sword tomb.

After Wu Shanhe left here, Xu Ji went to ask Jianping, where the old Confucian scholar was turning over a book, and he was listless.

Xu Ji is sitting beside the old Confucian scholar, looking at the distant mountains calmly.

The old Confucian patted his head, "Xu Ji, Liang also went up the mountain. You haven't made a sword for so many years. Are you sure?"

This is one of the most frequently asked questions by the old Confucian scholars these days, but Xu Ji didn't feel much annoyed. The old ancestor just shook his head with a smile.

The old scholar sighed, "Xu Ji, you are really going to die."

Xu Ji said calmly, "you all want to die. It doesn't matter before or after. But now I feel more and more that Chao Jian Xian will not die in the demon land. Since Chao Jian Xian is not dead, Jianshan will not be any better. At most, I am dead. What's the big deal? "

The old Confucian scholar said angrily, "if you die, who will look at Jianshan for you? Do you really think that chaoqingqiu will stay in Jianshan?"

Xu Ji turned his head and looked at the old Confucian scholar and said with a calm smile, "I have heard a saying in your Confucianism that sacrifice one's life for justice. Is that what I am like?"

The old scholar waved his hand impatiently, "fart, you are such a person. You are the sage's speech that defiles my Confucian sages."

Xu Ji laughs it off.

At last, he talked about business. "There are only three real swordsmen on Jianshan. I'm old Budie, one is wushanhe, and the other is Fuyao. This time, after Liang went up the mountain, Fuyao should go down anyway. Shanhe stayed on the mountain and practiced his sword in Jianzhong. It's good for him to stay in Jianshan for a long time, and wait for Chao Jianxian to come to Jianshan again Love can seal up the mountain. When you come back from the mountain and river tour, you will be able to open the mountain again. To tell you the truth, there are only three swordsmen on the mountain. In fact, there are only one hundred swordsmen in the mountains and rivers. If they are taught by apprentices, we will not be able to cut off the inheritance. "

"We swordsmen have become strangers now. Although there are Chaojian immortals, Jianshan can only exist in name but not in reality. If we want to restore the glory of the past, unless one or two sword immortals come out to solve the problem fundamentally, it will be a situation of hard support for hundreds of years, which is really meaningless."

The old Confucian retorted, "what if it can't last hundreds of years?"

With a bitter smile, Xu Ji said, "then the dust will return to the dust and return to the earth. After that, the swordsman will become a martial arts man in the lake."

The old Confucian scholar sneered: "the three religions are getting better and better. Your swordsman is a good one. You are going back more and more."

Xu Ji didn't speak. The ancestor of Jianshan didn't want to have this day.

The old Confucian scholar didn't want to go on talking about this topic. He just reminded him, "don't you want to talk to those two little guys again before you take out the sword?"

Laozu Zong was stunned, "which two?"

The old Confucian scholar patted his head and said angrily, "those two disciples of your own!"

Xu Ji said in a soft voice: "yes, have a good chat. It's this time that we are separated from each other in life and death. Some words out of our hearts can't be said now, and they can't be said in the future. If we don't say clearly, how can we do it. But besides, I really want to compete with Fuyao. "

The old Confucian scholar waved helplessly, "whatever you want."

Xu Ji laughs and laughs heartily.

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