Chapter 403

As the middle-aged man was shattered by a sword, the tall Dharma image disappeared.

The white demon Dan rolled to the ground and slowly rolled to Li Fuyao's feet.

Li Fuyao was shocked and looked at the woman with the sword in the distance.

There are two holes in the woman's body, one on the left and one on the right.

But strangely, although there were two holes, there was no blood on the woman.

Although Li Fuyao was not injured, the sword was waved out of his hand, and his internal organs were shaken by the lingering charm of the sword. It took a lot of time to restore the spirit mansion.

Compared with this pain, Li Fuyao is more willing to care about the former.

Looking at the woman in the distance, Li Fuyao moved his lips and called out, "master..."

That woman can't see her age, but if she has such a state, she must be much older than herself to be able to kill a demon Xiu who ascends a building so quickly.

It should be good to call out, master?

But who knows, at the same time when Li Fuyao called out, the woman turned her head to look at Li Fuyao, frowned and sneered: "believe it or not, I'll tear your mouth!"

Li Fuyao was speechless for a moment. He was puzzled. He called out what happened to the elder. I didn't do anything wrong. If this woman hadn't saved his life just now, he would have turned around and left according to Li Fuyao's temper.

But now not only can't go, but also can't go.

The woman should have been seriously injured. Li Fuyao has to see if he can take care of her later. He is not a good man, but he has to repay for his kindness.

The woman said coldly, "turn your head."

Li Fuyao turned his head a little flustered.

A moment later, the woman fell to the ground, took out her clothes and changed them. This time, it was a set of moon white long clothes, embroidered with a sword at the neckline, and embroidered with gold thread on the clothes, shining in the sun.

The woman's figure is slender, but the scenery on the chest is not magnificent, but that is how it adds a lot of heroism.

After several steps, the woman turned to look at the swords.

The eyes stay on a sword, and the eyes are complex.

Looking at Li Fuyao, she opened her mouth and said, "how about my sword compared with that of chaoqingqiu?"

Li Fuyao turned his head and took a look at the woman's dress up. He lost his consciousness for a short time. After he regained his consciousness, he listened to the woman's question, but he just laughed bitterly.

What's his mother's answer? Chao Jianxian can kill a man climbing the stairs with one sword at will. It's unnecessary to say which one is more miserable than you?

The woman suddenly sneered: "do you think I am old?"

Li Fuyao's eyes widened, and he did not care about anything. He said in disbelief, "master, do you know what I'm thinking?"

The woman was silent.

Li Fuyao laughed awkwardly. "The elder is climbing the building. Of course, he is a very powerful swordsman, but Chao Jianxian has entered the sea..."

The woman sneered and did not know what she thought.

Li Fuyao did not know what to say, so he was silent. He just began to look back on the previous war in his mind and did not regenerate other ideas.

Of course, if it is born, it will be seen.

Seeing that the woman was not seriously injured, Li Fuyao stopped worrying. After sitting down, he began to meditate and recover the spirit of lingfu sword.

The woman glanced at Li Fu's side and frowned: "you are not a Jianshan disciple. Xu Ji is really willing to give you all the sword jade."

Since Li Fuyao started to hang his sword, almost all the friars who have seen him out of the sword think that he is a disciple of Jianshan. After all, in today's time when swordsmen are withering, it's hard to connect with Jianshan if there are swordsmen walking in the world. However, although Li Fuyao is Chen Sheng's apprentice, he should call his ancestor Xuji as his elder martial brother.

The relationship with Jianshan is really close.

But in fact, he is not a disciple of Jianshan.

At that time, his martial uncle Xie Lu, intentionally or unintentionally, let him not climb the top of Jianshan mountain before dark, so he did not become a Jianshan disciple. Later, he went down the mountain with the lantern given by his ancestors and practiced sword at the foot of Jianshan mountain. In fact, his treatment was even better than most of the Jianshan disciples. However, Xu Ji and Xie Lu were selfish and did not allow him to become Jianshan disciple, Xu Jizhi I just wanted Li Fuyao to have a good look at the world and not be tired by foreign things when practicing sword.

In the end, the idea of giving Jianyu to Li Fuyao may not be to help Li Fuyao when he is in trouble in Jianshan. It is more likely that Li Fuyao wants to practice sword faster.

Finally, it was Xu Ji of the dying man, and his pursuit of truth was no longer half utilitarian.

The woman said something casually, which made Li Fuyao open his eyes and lost his mind.

Jianyu has always been well placed by him, hanging on his waist and never taken it out. Naturally, it is impossible to be seen. If a woman can know that he has sword jade, she is a person who is very familiar with Jianshan.Is that what master Chen Sheng's elder martial sister said?

But if you were the elder martial sister of Shifu, Chen Sheng would not have said nothing about it.

Li Fu shook his head in confusion and stopped talking.

After two steps, the woman reached out and pulled Li Fu's side. Out of thin air, she took out a pot of wine that he had put in his storage tool and held it in her hand.

This made Li Fuyao gape again.

What kind of monster is this?!

The woman did not pay attention to Li Fuyao's thoughts. She just sat on a stump and drank the meagre wine that Li Fuyao bought from the old monk at the gate of the city.

The expression is flat, can't see whether satisfied or not.

Li Fuyao quietly took out a pot of wine and sipped it.

On this trip to the south, he drank a lot more wine than before.

Drinking wine, Li Fuyao spoke cautiously. At first, he expressed his thanks, and finally he opened his mouth to say some gossip.

The woman drank herself, without the slightest desire to talk to each other.

Li Fuyao finally talked about the swords. The moon was shining in ten li and the grass in the tall building was gradually green.

In fact, among these swords, there are only two swords, Shili and Mingyue, Li Fuyao knows something. Li Fuyao doesn't know anything about the two swords, tall buildings and grass gradually green.

The woman suddenly opened her mouth and said, "I know that sword."

Li Fuyao subconsciously went to see the sword on the side of the woman's body.

Which handle?

"Wei Chunzhi is gone. Who knows that the grass is green from spring to spring?"

The voice is soft, like a woman waiting for her husband to return home and talk to others about her husband.

Pride in words and yearning in words are revealed in this sentence.

Li Fuyao looked at the grass and thought of the serious injury she had suffered before.

He took the draft gradually green, handed it to the woman, and said in a soft voice, "master, do you want to take it away?"

The woman said with a smile: "Wei Chun is gone. What's the meaning of it?"

Li Fuyao was speechless. He only guessed that the woman's identity should be very close to Cao Jianqing's sword master. Maybe she was Wei Chunzhi's wife.

Li Fuyao took a sip of wine and whispered, "master, tell me about master Wei?"

"Do you really want to hear it?" the woman said quietly

Li Fuyao nodded.

Most of the stories in the world are old-fashioned and have no new ideas.

But the feelings in the story are not necessarily the same.

Love, hate, love and hatred are too common, because everyone has it. It's just that everyone has something special, and that everyone's is different.

Just like when Li Fuyao was telling stories in white fish town, the stories of the people in the stories, regardless of their names, are basically the same. In fact, he doesn't want to tell stories like this. However, those drinkers love to listen and can't hear anything else. What can he do?

It's not just a matter of heart.

After all, he needs to talk about books.

Those stories that he made up and found interesting could only be used as a supplement to the end of a day's storytelling, but he didn't like many of them.

That was the first time Li Fuyao felt that the world was not good.

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The woman lowered her head and took the grass gradually green, and slowly reached out to hold it. Unexpectedly, she just grasped it. The sword began to tremble slightly, and its spirit soared into the sky.

Li Fuyao was stunned by the sword spirit inside.

Obviously, the two swords are intertwined.

One of them is very similar to this woman.

The other is much more aggressive.

Apart from the woman's sword spirit, Li Fuyao always feels familiar with each other.

But I can't remember where I saw it for a while.

It was a strange feeling.

Feel the sword spirit.

For the first time, women smile.

The smile is full of nostalgia.

Once upon a time, there was a man beside him.

She looked at Li Fuyao and whispered, "you took his sword. You look like him, but you are not him."

Li Fuyao said seriously: "there is only one Wei Chunzhi in the heart of my predecessors? No matter how much others like him or take his sword, they are not him. "

The woman glanced at him and threw the green grass back to Li Fuyao. She whispered, "treat it well."

Li Fuyao nodded, and then said, "the elder really doesn't tell the story of that elder?"

The woman rubbed her cheek wearily. "What can I say? My husband is just a gifted swordsman. Wei Chunzhi, a genius who wants to be a sword immortal, has the second biggest dream in his life, that is to stand in the sea and ask chaoqingqiu for his sword."

Li Fuyao asked, "what is the first dream of Wei?"

The woman's tone is gentle, "naturally everything follows me.""But my biggest dream is to see him standing in the sea, facing chaoqingqiu and asking for his sword."

Li Fuyao has a lot of emotion. No wonder she asked her about her sword and Chao Qingqiu's sword, which one is stronger or weaker.

The woman frowned and said, "if chaoqingqiu is standing on the stairs, and Wei Chunzhi is also climbing the stairs, how can chaoqingqiu reach my husband?"

"Wei Chunzhi was a real genius from the beginning of sword learning. If he hadn't always kept a low profile, everyone in the mountains and rivers would know that there was a swordsman named Wei Chunzhi, who was my husband."

Talking about Wei Chunzhi, the woman's words are gentle.

"Wei Chunzhi didn't care. He was very strange about Kendo all his life. He only saw Chao Qingqiu as an opponent."

"It's a pity that I can't catch up with him."

Li Fuyao whispered, "luck?"

The woman frowned and said, "if Wei Chunlai was not born 50 years later than the spring and Autumn period of the dynasty, it would not be worse than that of Qing Qiu."

Li Fuyao asked, "how did elder Wei die?"

This is what Li Fuyao has always been concerned about. Most of the swords of qingtianjun were found in that sea. However, most of the swordsmen buried in the sea were swordsmen and their swords of 6000 years ago. This is also the case with the grass growing green.

It's all from the bottom of the ocean.

If so, could Wei Chun be a swordsman six thousand years ago?

If not, then why did the sword appear in that sea area.

These are all problems.

The woman looked at Li Fuyao and said calmly, "he tried to take the last step."

Li Fuyao was a little surprised. "The last step, elder Wei, is to enter the sea?"

The woman didn't nod or shake her head, "the monk in the world, who doesn't want to be the sea, not to mention Wei Chun's eyes on Chao Qingqiu."

Li Fuyao murmured: "it's very difficult to climb a tower to see the sea."

The woman nodded her head and said: "it's a thousand difficulties, but Wei Chunzhi is not even unable to step over this ridge. It's just some people who really let him die."

Li Fuyao's eyes darkened. It was not easy for him to become a sea, especially for their swordsmen. The three religions were not willing to become the sea. Wei Chunzhi would choose to come to the demon land and even to the sea area, but even so, he could not succeed. Chao Qingqiu was the only one who could not stop him So many people.

Most of the time, the saints in the cloud sit high in the clouds and are not disturbed by the world. However, there are still some things that can make them uneasy, such as the impending death, such as Chao Qingqiu's sword provocation, or another swordsman's attempt to break through the world and become a sea of troubles.

Often at this time, the saints are going to do it.

Li Fuyao thought that it would be very difficult for him to stretch his feet to cross the final threshold before he went to the sea.

At that time, there will be less sea than that in Qingtian city.

Even at that time, the cultivation of chaoqingqiu reached a new height, but it was not necessarily able to protect Li Fuyao through many difficulties and become the sea.

"The way of life is very bad. You should have a good look at it yourself," the woman warned softly

Li Fuyao scratched his head and said nothing more.

There is a saying that there is no second in literature and no first in martial arts.

What's more, they are said to be the most powerful swordsmen.

The woman finished drinking wine, stood up, "follow me, I send you out of the demon soil."

Li Fuyao was surprised and said, "the elder was not hurt seriously?"

The woman's expression is calm, "the heart has no, where still have what injury."

She was made two holes by the man who went up the stairs, but even so, she couldn't find her heart.

She's in a state that can't be taken for granted.

With these words, she threw the sword into the sky, thinking of leaving the imperial sword.

She said she wanted to send Li Fuyao out of the demon soil, but she didn't mean that she would stay by Li Fuyao's side.

"What's your name, elder?" Li Fuyao quickly called out

The woman did not turn her head, her voice was flat, "you already know."

Her sword broke through the sea of clouds and disappeared.

Li Fuyao was stunned, and then looked at the grass in his hand gradually green, some lost his mind.

Can't help murmuring: "where does this person call this name?"

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On the second day after Li Fuyao left the imperial sword, a demon friar came to Feiyu city. He was not a stranger. He was the original master of Feiyu City, the only one in the city.

Flying fish city was not built by him, but passed down from generation to generation, it is to his hands.

After setting foot in the morning and evening decades ago, he has been traveling in the demon land, trying to find a way to break through the twilight and enter the spring and Autumn period. You should know that no one in the past dynasties of Feiyu city has ever been to the spring and Autumn period except for the first one.He wants to strive to reach the spring and Autumn period, in fact, it is not only for his own sake.

In fact, the most important thing is that the first city Lord actually left a treasure in the city. However, the treasure was prohibited. Only when it became the spring and Autumn period could it enter the treasure house.

The City owners of these calendars did not know how much effort they had made for the treasure, but they had no other function except passing down the secrets from generation to generation.

Nowadays, the master of Feiyu city is very old. Although he is in the twilight, he has not much time to live. He has been obsessed with practice and has not left half of his offspring. He came across a little demon Xiu with good aptitude but stubborn temperament on the way back to Feiyu city a few days ago. He thought about the later things and brought the little boy back.

After he brought it back, the flying fish city master did not immediately teach him any skills, let alone tell the little boy any secrets. In fact, there are not many old people like him who don't pay attention to race. Whether it's for other demon cultivation preaching or for any good, he always has to distinguish between distant and distant, which is naturally the first word.

If there is no blood relationship, would you really care so much about you?

After returning to the city, what happened in the flying fish city soon spread to the city master's house. The young man who caused numerous disturbances in Qingtian city had stirred up the storm in Feiyu city.

The master of flying fish city didn't care about it. Instead, someone came to visit him that night.

It was the flying fish patriarch who came to visit.

The woman next to the flying fish clan leader even offered a pillow, in order to let him, the city Lord, kill the young swordsman.

The old city owner, who was already gray in temples, looked at the beautiful woman wantonly under the light and said with a sneer: "beauty is a beauty, but I have no luck to accept. Lord Chen, can you not hear what happened in Qingtian city?"

The flying fish master's face was iron green, squeezed out a smile, "but I've heard of some."

The old city owner said indifferently: "not to mention whether I can kill him, it is just the relationship between him and that young Tianjiao. You think it is a person who can be provoked in the day and night. Lord Chen, some things are always done by himself. If you are humiliated, I hope others can help you find the place. It is the last thing that should happen in this world. If I were you, I would not It's useless to think so much. "

The flying fish patriarch, who was the second highest ranking leader in the city, resisted his anger, got up and clasped his fist and said, "I'm disturbing the city Lord. I'm leaving now."

Flying fish City Lord indifferent way: "since come, don't go."

At the same time when this sentence was said, there were four murders.

His disciple is still young. I don't know how long it will take to get to Taiqing. As a master, he has to do something.

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