Chapter 401

At night when the moon is shining high, Li Fuyao travels far away.

Just a moment later, before the little mouse's cave, there was a woman with a hanging sword. She looked up at the white mark in the sky. It was not obvious in the night, but he could see it clearly.

The woman's figure instantly came to the cave, and saw this man, a woman and two mouse demons, with a plain look.

Little mouse has just seen Li Fuyao, a swordsman with a good temper, but he doesn't think that all swordsmen in the world are like Li Fuyao. For a moment, he doesn't speak in a hurry.

The thin and weak woman saluted and said in a soft voice, "this sword immortal Fairy, but the companion of the sword fairy

She used to call women the master of Sword Fairy. Fortunately, she changed her address soon.

The mice were all very glad for their daughter's wit.

After a moment's silence, the woman asked, "what's the style of his sword?"

Although little mouse is a low-level demon Xiu, he is not stupid at all. With this sentence alone, he can judge that the woman does not know Li Fuyao. Since he does not know Li Fuyao, will it be his enemy?

So the woman spoke, and the little mouse did not answer.

The thin and weak woman asked, "dare you ask if this fairy is the enemy of the sword immortal master?"

The woman also knew the two men's scruples, and said straightforwardly, "no swordsman in the world is enemy."

There is sincerity in the words.

Although the tone is cold.

After thinking for a while, the little mouse said, "master Jianxian has many swords. It seems that there are seven swords in total."

"Seven handles?" the woman frowned

Who is the swordsman in the world who can't get one sword in his hand? Why, this one is a blacksmith and has so many swords?

The little mouse whispered: "vaguely remember that there are several swords called ten Li bright moon or something..."

Then the little mouse told Li Fuyao about the styles of his swords. However, some swords had only been seen once, so they didn't see them clearly, so they couldn't tell them clearly.

The woman nodded, not hard for both of them.

After getting what she wanted to know, she threw the sword and left for a long time.

The thin and weak woman whispered, "Dad, we should not have said that."

The little mouse helpless way: "father really does not want to lose you."

The tone of helplessness can explain a lot of things.

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As a real swordsman, the woman is not too difficult to find Li Fuyao no matter what.

I just don't know why. No matter where Li Fuyao appears these days, although she will definitely arrive, the time has to be quite different. It must be later.

Just like in front of the two mouse demons, if she really wanted to see Li Fuyao, she went to chase him directly. After a while, she could appear in front of the young man.

What do you want to know at that time? Is it better to open your mouth and ask me directly?

However, she followed Li Fuyao in a leisurely way and did not know what she wanted.

When the sky is white, Li Fuyao's imperial sword has been nearly a thousand miles, and the bright moon at his feet is on the verge of falling, so he can only choose to land on the ground.

In a mountain.

Water strikes the stone.

Pines and cypresses are dense.

Li Fuyao lies prone on a stone and washes his face with water.

I don't know why, suddenly I feel sleepy and depend on the stone.

In the sky, the woman swordsman who stands in the sea of clouds hovers in the sea of clouds and cuts out a sword to the northwest. The sword spirit passes by and cuts the clouds open.

She looked at the distance and sneered, "go away."

A demon Xiu in the spring and Autumn period, hundreds of miles away, was cut off by her sword and seriously injured.

Looking at this side, his face was shocked.

Then did not stay for a moment, the body has already swept away.

This swordsman who appears in the demon land for no reason is really not easy to be provoked.

And he has a bad temper.

At the same time, there is a red haired man standing on the top of a mountain.

This guy, who was said to be the first person under the sea of demon soil, held the knife and felt the sword spirit, ready to move.

No one dares to say that he can surpass a friar of demon soil as long as he ascends the tower realm. The swordsman dominates in the same place. He really wants to see how the female swordsman is invincible.

Behind him is the same fierce fighting west hill in his eyes.

Xishan can know what Xiqiu is thinking without turning his head. He held the knife and said, "courage is commendable, but it's stupid to face an opponent who is much higher than you by countless times."

Xi Qiu said, "it's not a good thing to see two swordsmen climbing the building in the demon soil?"

Xishan said with a smile, "where did you come from? Besides this woman, the other one is not that young man?"Xi Qiu was stunned and then lost his mind. He was the first one to be knocked down by Li Fuyao on the city's head that day. He was also one of the few people who survived. For that young man, he could clearly know that he must be an extraordinary swordsman, but it would be ridiculous to say that he could climb the stairs.

"Chao Qingqiu must have given him a life saving talisman before he left the demon soil. Even if the big demons in the sea wanted to kill a young swordsman, they were afraid that Chao Qingqiu would come to him in the future. Therefore, the life protecting talisman was naturally until he ascended the building, which was very heavy."

"Isn't the uncle ready to do it?" he asked

Xishan looked at Xiqiu and whispered, "what I want to seek is a fair war. If I attack that woman today and say nothing else, it will cause a lot of waves. What do you think if the last talisman is used on me?"

"Uncle is a little scared," he said with a low smile

Xishan said calmly: "the means of facing Qingqiu is to be afraid and not to be humiliated."

"When you go to that bitter and cold place, you should pay attention to everything and do not have the support of your family. This trip is really a journey of life and death. Just don't take the young man too seriously. He is not your lifelong enemy. If you really want to choose, you can choose one of Hu Yue's cubs."

Xishan's language is plain, and seems to be stating some ordinary things.

In fact, for Xishan, these things are not special, they are very common.

Nishiku nodded. There was something complicated in his eyes.

Xishan is not ready to say anything more. He has already said some things that he can say. The rest is realized by himself. If he can't, he will not be able to practice.

On the road of practice, others can do something for you, but they can't even drag you to run on this road.

It's hard to lead.

Xishan looked up at the majestic sword.

Compared with that of Qing Qiu, it is much weaker, but it is by no means powerless.

It's just that I've seen the sword of chaoqingqiu. It's hard for anyone in the world to look up to the other people's swords.

Finally, standing on the top of the mountain, he didn't cut a knife when the sword Qi dissipated slowly.

It's just that the fighting spirit is not reduced.

He still watched the woman swordsman go away.

It is said that it is the imperial sword, but in fact it is still within a hundred miles. Once a demon Xiu appears here in the morning and evening, it is almost needless to say that it is handed out with a sword.

The mighty sword spirit is circling in this area for hundreds of miles.

She is like an old farmer who hoes in the farmland. She is conscientious and does not allow half a bird to eat her own crops.

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After Li Fuyao woke up, he continued to go south. On the way after that, he did not encounter any one climbing the stairs. Instead, there were several fierce battles. One was the siege of several Taiqing. In that fierce battle, Li Fuyao exhausted himself. After killing two of them, he was seriously injured. At last, he did not know why, but the other three surviving Taiqing fell down inexplicably.

Li Fuyao, who survived, went to find a place to recuperate, and then another month passed.

He didn't know that not far behind him was a woman swordsman who ascended the stairs and followed him all the way.

In particular, some demon practitioners in the spring and Autumn period were forced to retreat by her sword. There were very few dead people under her sword, most of them were serious injuries.

One day later, Li Fuyao approached a relatively prosperous town. Because it was close to the North Sea, the architectural style here was closer to mountains and rivers. Li Fuyao no longer swaggered. He put both the green silk and the bright moon in the sword box, wrapped it with cloth strips, and entered the city in a low-key way.

As the imperial capital of the Yanling Dynasty, Luoyang city is one of the few cities on the other side of the mountains and rivers. When it was built, I didn't know how much time it took and how many civilians were recruited.

However, Luoyang City was built by ordinary people, but this small city was built by demon repair. Naturally, it was much faster, but the layout was similar, and there were still many differences in details.

After entering the city quietly, Li Fuyao settled down in a small inn. In this small city called flying fish City, there are many people and monks, and there are all kinds of people in the city.

Because the Terrans are more wild, it doesn't look like a demon land city, nor is it like a mountain clan gate, but it is really a city between the secular.

Li Fuyao calculated that spring should have begun on the other side of the mountain and river, which is a good time for all things to recover. Although the wind on the demon soil side is still chilly, it is actually much better than before.

After half a decade, there is a unique festival in the city, which belongs to the flying fish city. It seems that some high-level demon cultivation has paid much attention to the wild cultivation in the city, and has repeatedly fought back the arrogant demon cultivation outside. The wild monks appreciate their merits and choose to hold the celebration on this day of every year.

In the past, celebrations were just expressions of gratitude. Over the past few decades, new things have gradually developed. For example, at this time of year, martial arts contests will be held in the city, so that all the friars can compete on the stage, regardless of life or death, but only the high and low.Finally, those who stand on the high platform will be rewarded with a magic weapon of flying fish sect, the largest sect gate in the city.

It's strange to say that the master of Feiyu city is a gentle demon monk, but he is not in the city almost all the year round. However, the flying fish clan is completely a human friar without any shadow of demon cultivation.

When the master of the flying fish city was not around, the flying fish clan came forward to solve the problems in the city.

In recent years, fortunately, there has never been a big event, and I am very comfortable.

Today's celebration ceremony is held by feiyuzong. This year's caitou is a good sword that cuts iron like mud.

Now the sword is hanging on the tower. When the last one laughs, it will be his sword.

In fact, this year's caitou is also controversial. In the past years, most of them are magic weapons with good quality, which are not used to kill enemies. There are many wild practices in Feiyu City, but compared with them, there are not many wild Xiuzhen who learn sword.

After all, no matter how close it is to mountains and rivers, it is still the territory of demon soil.

It seems that this sword is not popular.

In the past years, after the colorful head was hung on the city tower, many people would come to see it. Most of the crowd coveted it. But this year, there are not many monks on the side of the tower. Most of them come to see the excitement. In fact, they have no interest in this sword.

There is a wine stand not far from the tower. The owner is an old monk, whose realm is just before the green silk, which can be said to be very low.

Wine is not a good wine, but it can ensure that it is not mixed with water.

The price is also cheap.

But even if it is, it is often said that the wine is tasteless.

In fact, the world is more like this, even if you no longer reasonable price, no matter how good the wine, there are always a few people will pick the bone in the egg.

The old monk selling wine is a good-natured old man. Maybe he suffered a lot when he was young. When he got old, he didn't have any temper. He was happy to see everyone.

This is not true. There is a strange guest at the wine stand today. Other people drink either a jar or a pot, but this one is good. Only one bowl is needed. Who is going to argue with?

If you come across some bad tempered boss, you can't say it, even if you want to turn over your face, if you don't sell the wine, you may even have to make a face for the guests.

The old monk had a good temper. When the young man asked whether a bowl of wine was sold or not, the old monk had already brought a bowl of wine which was not good.

Water wine, water wine, it's just that there's no water in his wine.

The young man with a large package on his back sat down and took a sip of the wine. He did not scold the wine for fear it was a bowl of wine and half a bowl of water, nor did he praise a good wine against his heart.

But the sight is always on the sword on the tower.

The business of wine stalls is cold and young people are the only guests now.

Seeing that he should be a good-natured young man, the old monk picked a bench and sat beside the young man with a smile. He asked, "you are not from the flying fish City, are you?"

The young man nodded and said with a smile, "I traveled around. I happened to meet a great event in the city. I wanted to stay and have a look."

The old monk laughed, "do you have any idea about that sword?"

To get to the point, I can't be more straightforward.

The young man was stunned and asked, "how to say that?"

At the same time, the young man drank up the wine in the bowl and said with a smile, "another bowl."

The old monk's wrinkles seemed to have been smoothed out, and he thought that the young man was really excellent.

It doesn't look like a kid who just entered the world.

The martial arts men in the lower reaches of the mountain have rivers and lakes, so they have no monks on the mountain?

After clearing his throat, the old monk said with a smile: "in the past years, the winner can get a magic weapon, but he has to know that everyone has different ideas and different ways of practicing. Not all friars have ideas about the lottery head. So if he wins the contest and has no idea about the magic weapon, what should he do? Naturally, it's a change of hands. There are so many friars in this city that one or two of them are fond of, but their abilities are not good. "

The young man took a sip of wine, ordered some other food by the way, and said with a smile, "does the old man mean that I have to spend money to buy this sword?"

The old monk's smile did not diminish. "For example, those of us who practice swords are the most unpopular. The fighting power of these guys is often one head higher than that of other monks in the same territory. However, compared with the orthodox swordsmen, they are also thousands of miles away. They have learned to be different from each other and are poor. This time, the lottery is a sword. But how many sword practitioners are there in Feiyu city? Do you really want to be taken by those swordsmen? At that time, the swords will still belong to those monks of good origin in the city, but they have no use for swords, so they have to sell them? "

"Those poor people can afford it?"

"At that time, if you want to, you can get a relatively reasonable price."

The young man put down the wine bowl and looked at it with a smile. "The old master seems to have forgotten one thing. If I'm interested in that sword, it's a sword practitioner? How can you afford to buy that sword since you are a swordsman? "The young man's reasonable words made the old monk feel embarrassed for a moment, especially when he downplayed the wild practice of sword.

Although those guys didn't learn the killing power of swordsmen, they were not good tempered.

But soon the young man laughed again. "I happen to be the guy who doesn't practice sword and has ideas about it."

The old monk breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said with lingering fear: "this big gasp of young master is frightening to death."

The young man asked with a smile, "if you pay for it, what price is fair?"

The old monk thought for a while, and then said, "according to the temperament of flying fish clan, those magic weapons used to be worth at most one Taiqing boundary demon pill, but now there are not many people who want this sword. I'm afraid a few green silk demon pills can be won."

Compared with the mountain and river here, the demon soil is much simpler, and the demon pill is the most direct and simple thing.

The value of magic weapon trade is reflected by demon pill.

Li Fuyao nodded, and after entering the city, he had basically inquired about the affairs in the city. The largest sect, Feiyu sect, was also a group of wild cultivation sects. The cultivation skills in it were various. The patriarch was a wild monk in Taiqing, and the top ten masters in Feiyu city were the second. No one was rival to him except the city master who appeared and disappeared.

Since the suzerain is only in this realm, the things that can be taken out are not so good.

The old monk sighed: "in this competition, those monks in Taiqing will not be able to fight. Wu Wu in the green silk realm has won the championship last year, so it should not end this year."

"Those guys who have become famous should not be able to come out under pressure."

"Those who practice swords are doomed to win the title. As long as you are ready for the demon pill, the sword will not leave you until you get it in your hand."

The young man knocked on the table and asked, "is there a way?"

The old monk was surprised and said, "do you really have a heart?"

Young people do not say much, just take out a small cloth bag, throw on the table, make a lot of noise.

The old monk trembled and opened the bag to reveal the demon Dan inside.

It's colorful.

Six demon pills.

After drinking his last sip of wine, the young man said with a smile, "please bring me your sword."

Then he got up and left.

The old friar held the six demon pills and murmured: "look out of sight."

The grand event of flying fish city will be held a few days later. Since this year's lottery is a sword, there will be many more sword practitioners.

Many people are greedy for the sword.

It's just who the sword flower fell to in the end. Everyone is guessing. Anyway, they think it's those who practice the sword to win the championship, less!

The meeting lasted for three days, and the last one to win the championship was Wu Muyun, the younger brother of Wu Wu Wu, who had won the first prize. After winning the championship, Wu Muyun, as usual, sold the colorful head, but no one thought that this time was very smooth.

When the sword was hung out, someone offered to take it away immediately. The five green silk demon pills were not ambiguous at all.

No one cares about who is bidding. Anyway, when the money comes, the sword will be.

So the sword was easily taken away.

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The young man reappeared at the wine stand on the other side of the city gate after half a month.

This time, he appeared, and the old friar poured a bowl of wine and brought it up. In a low voice, he said, "the sword you want is finished."

Although the voice is low, but there are many emotions.

The young man took a drink and rubbed his hands and said, "let's see."

The old friar took out the sword from somewhere in the stall and said with a smile, "this sword has five green silk demon pills."

How much demon Dan was spent and how to get it should not be told to the young man, but since the young man is also magnanimous, he is too lazy to hide and tuck in.

A green silk demon Dan, if a young man has the courage to go back, he will be asked to go back. He can't do this business for nothing. In any case, it can be regarded as a recognition of a person's face, but it is not bad.

If the young man continues to be frank, the old monk doesn't mind making a real deal with him.

The young man pulled his sword out of the sheath and saw two characters engraved on it.

"Cover the clouds."

The young man flicked the sword slightly and then said with a smile, "it's a good sword."

The old monk said a sincere word, "the sword is good, that is to say, it's good to see it, otherwise the five demon pills can't be drawn."

Li Fuyao said casually: "that did not spend the demon Dan will be given to the elder."

Then the young man hung his sword around his waist and was about to get up and leave.

How could you do that?!

The old monk hesitated whether he should speak out about the business.

The young man who got the sword and didn't mind being wronged got up and didn't want to leave.Before the old monk opened his mouth, the young man had already disappeared.

After leaving the flying fish City, the young man pulled the cloth from the sword box behind his back and left the city for dozens of miles. The young man stopped by a stream.

The scenery here is excellent, and there are few people here. It is a good place to kill people and steal goods.

Standing by the stream, looking at the distance, the young man suddenly said with a smile: "since all of us are here, if we don't come out, we can't hide and take our swords."

As soon as the words fell, a few Sabre friars appeared.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a cold look. He looked at the young man in a blue shirt. "The sword is left, and people can go."

His face was flat and his voice was cold.

All the sabre friars looked at this side.

The young man, who was in such a situation, even looked at them leisurely and leisurely, stretched out his hands and said, "seven people, seven swords, just right."

The middle-aged monk sneered at him. He really thought he was a hermit?

How dare you make such a gesture.

But before he spoke, the young man untied his back sword case and revealed seven swords inside.

The fierce sword spirit spreads between them.

Ten li, bright moon, tall building, grass gradually green, sword 19, cloud cover and the last green silk.

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