Chapter 112

The word "old and strong" is often used to describe someone as old and strong after he is old. However, these four words are not appropriate to the monk on the mountain.

after all, the monk on the mountain has at least hundreds of years. If he wants to maintain his appearance, he may not be able to maintain his appearance unless he finally shows his old attitude After years of practicing Taoism, his face still looks like a middle-aged man. As for the old ancestor Xu Ji, he was unwilling to maintain his face, so he showed his old look. However, after a few swords, his momentum gradually climbed to the peak Zong's white hair turned black gradually, and his face was much younger than before. According to this trend, he would change from an old man to a man.

At the beginning, he looked up at the sky. After he saw the huge yellow crane, he looked unnatural. Then he could see the huge sword. His expression was even more tense. If Chao Qingqiu had not been forced to do so, he would not have gone to the mountain to show his prestige to a group of Taoist priests who have not yet become saints.

At present, the Jianshan mountain is in such a situation that chaoqingqiu doesn't offer his sword to the Taoist temple, but he has to show his attitude and do something. Therefore, this sword can only be found on a saint, just a few sages sitting high in the clouds. Who would like to take chaoqingqiu's sword? The master did not know.

According to the present situation, the sage sitting high on the yellow crane is not someone else, but Du Sheng, who has always had no affection for swordsmen.

Before he became a saint, the sage had no way to belittle the swordsman. In those years, after he became a saint, before Chao Qingqiu, the first sword immortal in the past six thousand years, he had a lot of pressure on the swordsman and even had the idea of destroying this branch. However, he didn't do it. Later, Chao Qingqiu came out After that, the sword mountain became the foundation of his life. Several saints who had already sat high in the clouds did not act any more. Instead, Chao Qingqiu put out their swords one after another, making a great reputation in this mountain and river, which might have made those sages afraid.

However, it will not include Du Sheng who is sitting on the back of yellow crane.

At that time, I didn't know what was the obstacle and didn't show up. Now, as Qingqiu is now challenging again, the Taoist sage finally reveals his people. Regardless of whether this mountain and river can withstand the confrontation between the two sages, he will force his hand to suppress chaoqingqiu?

The audience doesn't know whether Du Sheng's idea today is to frighten Chao Qingqiu, the sword immortal who returned from the demon land to the mountains and rivers, or really wants to kill him once and for all, so that the swordsman can be completely cut off. In any case, before the two men completely distinguish the winner and loser, he can't act at will. Otherwise, after the Jianshan was destroyed, chaoqingqiu killed Du Sheng. The script after that must be that the Sword Fairy alone would sink the Xieshan mountain and destroy the chenxieshan mountain. Maybe it's not enough. He is wiping out all the branches of Taoism in Liangxi, and he's going to die together?

During this period, it is certain that the mountain will not be destroyed.

In my heart, I was angry and killed a sage. Who would like to have a bad luck?

It's just that for the Lord, it's not a big event.

Therefore, what he is going to do now is to cross the old ancestor of Jianshan and climb the Jianshan mountain.

When Xu Ji's white hair turns black, his whole body is full of sword Qi. After a sword is handed out, a flowing river can be seen. The swordsman who can go further in the sword will be accompanied by "weather" when he takes out a sword, and the "weather" varies from person to person.

At that time, Xu Ji realized the sword in front of a big river, and his achievement was so great. Therefore, when the sword he handed out was in line with the Kendo he had, it not only meant that he would have such a feeling, but also meant that this sword might represent the peak of Xu Ji's career.

Therefore, after the sword was handed out, the Taoist priest was dignified for the first time.

The colorful River in front of him was eroded by the sword spirit, and it seemed that the moon behind him, though now bright again, did not seem to be a threat to Xu Ji.

On the mountain road, Xu Ji is very high. His black hair moves with the wind, which makes him very energetic. The old things in his hands are also full of Green Qi. Like the green snakes attached to the sword, the snake letter is the sharpest sword spirit.

The master pushed his hands forward, but only half a foot forward, some scattered sword Qi began to cut his skin. Although the pain can be ignored, it still stubbornly cut his skin, making him appear a lot of blood.

The LORD looked at the bloodstains and murmured in a low voice: "it's almost the same."

Xu Ji didn't have time to pay attention to him. He just split the colorful river with a sword.

The sword spirit comes straight to the master.

It has never been the case that the Lord of the temple has ever encountered such a situation against people.

Although this shows that the Taoist temple is not in full swing, it also shows how brilliant the old ancestor of Jianshan is.No wonder many people thought that if the old ancestor didn't show off his sword, he would have a good chance to cross the threshold and become another sword immortal in the mountains and rivers.

It's a pity.

The master of the temple showed a look of regret. His spirit was very high. There were not many Taoists on the mountain who could be attracted by him. On the contrary, it was the ancestor of Jianshan who greatly appreciated him.

It's just a pity.

Facing the sword Qi overflowing from the sword, the master thought a lot.

However, Xu Ji didn't give the Lord too much time to think about it. Before the sword arrived, another sword came again.

The master of the temple retreats peacefully. There are not many monks in the world who want to be in front of the swordsman within a foot. The temple master can not care about Liu Yibai, Xie Lu, or Xi Chunan, who wants to die. However, the old ancestor of Jianshan can't help but not care.

This man's Kendo is second in mountains and rivers.

When the master retreated, he even thought about what would happen if he brought the body out of the tower. Could he ignore the sword spirit of the old swordsman and deal with it calmly?

But when I think about it carefully, I still can't help shaking my head.

Not so.

No matter how good the body is, it can't stop the swordsman who dominates the world with its killing power.

Sometimes he even thought, what if he studied Kendo? Could he become an invincible sword immortal?

But even if he laughs at himself, monk Zheng Changsheng is the right way. Fighting is not everyone's good at.

Xu Ji bullies him up. All he thinks is to keep the master on the mountain road. After he retreats quietly, the moon moves forward behind him, driving back the sword spirit.

A wisp of sword spirit, as if hit a south wall, do not look back.

Xu Ji raised his sword and said with a smile, "Liang Yi, you are so conceited that you will have a day to retreat?"

The fight between the scoundrels is not a master's manner, and no one knows any unique martial arts skills. Most of them are learned from the storyteller's mouth to lift the leg and monkey to steal peaches. However, it would be different if some martial arts experts started to fight. They should also pay attention to some moves and routines, and the most important thing is to attack the heart. If the two are equal in strength and strength If one party is slightly distracted, he will fall into the inferior position temporarily, or even be injured and defeated, or even die.

Although the monks on the mountain are more powerful than the martial arts men at the foot of the mountain, in fact, their words of attack are as effective.

It's just that the mind of the Lord is calm. If he is told by a few words, his mind is unstable. In fact, the possibility is very small.

It's just Xu Ji, but these two words are sincere.

It is not a short time for the temple master to become famous, and the number of shots is not much, but it is true that he has not encountered the current situation.

Therefore, after Xu's sword came to his body, the Lord of the temple no longer had any hand left and stretched out his hand to pull a wisp of mountain breeze.

Roaring.

He bowed his head and frowned, and took a heavy step forward with a calm expression.

And it is this step that makes Xu Ji look ugly.

However, the sword is still as promised.

The sword spirit swept towards the viewer's chest.

"Does this sword have a name?" he asked in a low voice

Xu Ji was also stunned, and calmly replied, "I created this sword when I went down the mountain. It's different from the previous sword moves. If you name it, you can ask him to go down the mountain."

The Lord laughed, "a sword down the mountain is a good name."

Xu Ji nodded, but the sword still stabbed the viewer's chest accurately.

The Lord bowed his head and repeated the previous sentence, "it's still close to it."

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when the sky was clear, the wind was blowing.

The trees around the tower were rustled by the wind, and countless Taoist priests on the mountain felt puzzled.

Although there is no big battle to protect the mountain, there has never been such a strong wind.

When Zhang Shouqing came to the tower, he didn't go upstairs. He just looked up to see the windows on many floors. After the master had been out of the body, he would read books in the window from time to time these days. Many Taoists have found that many Taoist priests have come to watch the master's style. Even many Taoist priests who have just gone up the mountain have seen the temple's face for the first time I feel very lucky.

This made many old Taoists on the mountain feel bitter smile.

Zhang Shouqing stood downstairs for a moment, then listened to the voice of the Lord.

"If you abandon your wisdom, you will benefit the people a hundred times; if you are extremely benevolent, you will be filial and kind to the people; if you will abandon interest skillfully, there will be no thieves; for these three things, you will not have enough literature. Therefore, they should have their own belongings. They should be simple and have little selfish desires. "

Zhang Shouqing looked up and saw the master's hands rising, and the wind kept blowing.

After a moment, the host traveled with the wind.

Zhang Shouqing was speechless and did not know why.

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at the foot of Jianshan mountain, ye Shengge and Li Fuyao won and lost the first battle. Naturally, Li Fuyao, who practiced the sword for less than two years, was completely defeated. The swordsman's hand shaking constantly.But still holding the sword tightly.

Ye Shengge, from the beginning to the end, walked around in a leisurely way without any panic. After defeating the little swordsman of the second level, he did not make any sarcasm, but calmly said, "do you want to know what your martial uncle Xie said before he went down the mountain?"

Li Fuyao picked up the sword case left by Fang Liu Yibai again. He did not speak, but still held the green silk in his hand.

Ye Shengge said happily, "Xie Lu said that as long as you Li Fuyao doesn't die on Jianshan, I'll plant peach blossom at the foot of Jianshan."

She pointed to the places and said with a smile, "I agreed."

Li Fuyao didn't pay attention to her. If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't beat her, Li Fuyao would have beaten ye Shengge into a pig's head.

However, he went to the ruins of the ruined temple and picked up some grey tiles. He had only looked at the ruined temple for two years and then it was gone.

There are also three uncles.

If Li Fuyao had been practicing sword simply because he didn't want to go on the road of Confucianism and wanted to find a new way, after two years, he really had some changes. He really liked the sword in his hand and the mountain in front of him.

Li Fuyao finds two jars of wine in the ruins of the ruined temple, and the wine gourd before Liu Yibai. After unscrewing and filling a lot of them in his mouth, he sits on the big Bluestone with a gloomy look.

The master of the temple went up the mountain, but his ancestors stopped him from going down the mountain. In any case, he regarded death as his own.

Since it's death, it's totally uncertain.

Li Fuyao untied his sword case and felt the small words on it.

Uncle Liu's words are also very good.

He did not have enough realm. He could not see the towering sword in the distance, nor the sage riding the yellow crane. Therefore, he was not optimistic about the situation of Jianshan today.

But no matter how melancholy the youth is, it has no effect.

Now he has no ability to control the situation.

And ye Shengge soon came to him and looked down at the peach blossom she planted, enjoying it.

If you look at it from outsiders, it's just like the girl next door.

But Li Fuyao knows how terrible this woman will be once she stops her emotions.

Ye Shengge raised his head and asked him a question, "Li Fuyao, what should this mountain look like when it is full of peach blossom?"

Li Fuyao is a blunt answer: "not that day."

Ye Sheng's song, oh, is obviously not interested.

Li Fuyao repeated, "I won't let you plant peach blossom on this mountain."

Ye Shengge nununuzui, "wait and see."

Li Fuyao jumped off the big Bluestone and walked forward, not to Jianshan, but also unwilling to stay beside ye Shengge.

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there was a strong wind on the mountain road of menchen mountain.

The body of the Lord comes with the wind.

The God who was out of the body returned to the body, and the body opened its eyes.

Looking at the silence in front of him calmly, he said with regret: "you could have gone further, but you think too much."

Xu Ji, who had already begun to achieve the decline, was growing white. He had no choice but to say, "there are some things that can't be done."

Both of them are masters of the same mountain. In the final analysis, they can understand each other's feelings. However, compared with those who seem to have numerous good fields, Xu Ji's family has only a broken thatched cottage.

There is too much difference between the things in their hands.

The temple master put away the colorful River and the bright moon behind him. Instead, he said in a soft voice: "today, I won the battle between you and me, but in fact, the battle of orthodoxy behind you and me was won many years ago. Now what you can hope for is that Chaojian immortal is invincible, so I don't want to go up the mountain. After all, I can't help it. If chaojianxian dies, Jianshan Today I will be removed from my name, but I will not be difficult for your disciples on the mountain. By the way, how many disciples do you have on the mountain? "

Xu Ji was silent for a long time, then calmly said: "there are only two left."

The temple master nodded, "it's not much different from what I expected. That wisp of sword Qi of Chaoqing autumn was blocked on the menchen mountain road in order to prevent the world from exploring the current situation of Jianshan mountain. But how can you hide it? In fact, I know that after all these years, your current situation will not be very good, but there are no people on the mountain, and there are many swordsmen at the bottom of the mountain."

Xu Ji is silent.

The Lord of the temple stopped talking about it. He just turned his head and looked at the distant sky. In fact, it was not very powerful.

The competition between saints is much faster than that of other friars.

The master of the temple opened his mouth and said, "the one on the yellow crane is Du Sheng, one of the sages who hates you most. In fact, it would be a good thing for you if he died under the sword of Chao sword and fairy sword today."

Xu Ji sneered and said, "it's all Taoist. How do you seem to think about his death so much?"

The master of the temple said calmly, "there are only a few seats in that hall, and there are so many incense sticks. If I want to go up and have a share, I don't think those people are willing. He died and just left a place. In fact, it's a matter for both the above and for me. Taoism needs six sages to start in the struggle among the three religions If an old one dies and a new one comes, the incense will not be as prosperous as the others in the first few hundred years. They are happy to see it come true. "Xu Ji asked in doubt: "are you really only half a step away from the last step?"

The Lord shook his head. "I can't say it clearly."

Xu sighed, "that realm is really difficult."

At this moment, these two people can not see that they were once at war with each other.

Looking at the distance carefully, the temple master suddenly said with a smile: "the thunder in this fight is small, and it can't fight. It is estimated that Du Sheng is afraid that Chao Jian Xian, who can walk out under the joint attack of two big demons in the demon soil, is afraid that all his accomplishments will be buried here. At the end of the day, Chao Jianxian wins. It's just that Chao Jian Xian had such a fight. Du Sheng didn't dare to fight, but he was a bit timid. "

Xu stood silent.

The master waved his hand and turned down the mountain.

Not a word left, free and easy.

After the World War I today, it seems that the temple master has gained something, but Xu Ji has hurt the root. In fact, it has not been many years.

However, the battle could not be avoided. Xu Ji didn't feel much lost, but the LORD was a little happy.

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in the distance, the Taoist sage Du Gong on the back of Yellow Crane looks ugly. He and Chao Qingqiu only exchange a tentative move, so he stops.

In fact, this is no different from showing weakness.

Sword immortal killing power, he is not willing to try.

But after turning around towards Qingqiu, he disappeared again.

Then the sword dissipated.

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