Chapter 568

Many years later, when people look for the deeds of the sword immortal in various ancient books, they will always talk about a lot of things. Of course, the most important story starts from the departure of another sword immortal.

The sword fairy who left the world is chaoqingqiu.

Before leaving the world, Chao Qingqiu had a big battle with the saints of the three religions in the cloud of Luoyang City. But before that war, the world had a sword against this world, and the sword spirit of that sword spread to the whole world. All the swordsmen were aware of the sword spirit, and countless swordsmen who had never been exposed before were actually looked at by Chao Qingqiu.

Chao Qingqiu has no eyes, but his sword has eyes.

After the sword, most of them still chose the way of life in the past, but some chose to leave the cave and go to other places.

Meng Jin is not the kind of person who likes to expose himself. His greatest wish in his life is to live and live as long as possible. So when Chao Qingqiu came to see him, he said a lot of things he knew. Later, when Chao Qingqiu came to Baiyu Town, he felt it, but ignored it. It was because of fear that he felt Chao Qingqiu's He still didn't do anything because he was afraid. What was he afraid of?

Death, of course.

After that sword, he did not hide in other places, because in Chao Qingqiu's eyes, the effect of hiding anywhere was the same, so he was still in the North Sea. However, he felt that there was a sword immortal in the world. Although the sword spirit was far away from him, he also felt it. It was the sword spirit of Shengjing.

He and Shengjing were contemporaries. Before Chao Qingqiu and Xu Ji, the two most brilliant swordsmen in the world were him and Shengjing. Unfortunately, neither he nor Shengjing dared to take the last step, because if he did not take a good step, he would die.

Sheng Jing chose to close down in Jianshan to find the right time to break the border, while he chose to hide in Beihai, waiting for his old death.

After feeling Shengjing's breaking through, Meng Jin sighed about his luck, but soon that sigh was gone, because he felt that Shengjing was dead.

At that time, there was already a blood rain between heaven and earth. Anyone can think clearly that it must be Chao Qingqiu who killed saints in the clouds. But Chao Qingqiu was only one person, and he certainly could not solve so many saints. Therefore, Shengjing broke the border to help him, but he was not Chao Qingqiu, so he died soon.

Even if he is chaoqingqiu, what can it do?

Because Chao Qingqiu died in the end.

When Meng Jin felt the sword in the blood rain at first, he was also a little sad. Chao Qingqiu had been in the world for so many years, but he died in the end. This is really a sad thing.

This is not only sad, but also terrible. In his opinion, even Chao Qingqiu will die like this. Isn't it more unsafe for him, so he decided to continue to live like this. Although he has felt a lot of things in the blood rain, which makes his realm have some benefits, and let him continue to walk a few steps, he still doesn't want to take the last step, but he doesn't want to take the last step I'm very happy. I'm glad I can live more years.

It's boring in this teahouse, but it's better to live without fun than to die.

But these days, Meng Jin occasionally think of his friend, so some sigh, and then make his tea taste worse.

He used to be a small tea house and didn't earn much money. People who came here to drink tea naturally couldn't drink it. Even if the taste was bad, it would not be drunk.

So even if he was absent-minded, no one would notice that until one day, someone came to the teahouse in the heavy rain.

He was an old man, almost as old as him, but his eyes were full of light. The most important thing was that he still had a sword hanging around his waist. When he came, there were many guests in the teahouse. Those guests were fishermen from Beihai. After the big event happened in Beihai many years ago, their horizons were broadened. Looking at this old man, they thought that he was a family with chivalrous spirit when he was old So even if some people think it's funny, most people still respect it.

The old man stood in front of the counter, looked at Meng Jin and said, "I want tea."

This is nonsense, of course. It's not tea drinkers who can come here, but also what they can do.

Meng Jin said with a smile, "drink whatever you like."

Tea is not a good tea. Put it on the table. Boiling water is always available. Once brewed, you can drink tea quickly.

But the old man was obviously not so simple. He looked at Meng Jin several times and said, "the tea I want to drink can only be made by the old manager himself!"

Meng Jin said without changing his face: "that adds one more article."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, which was no different from ordinary old people.

The old man who hung the sword didn't understand and asked, "why should we add one more Wen?"

Meng Jin said, "I make tea for you with this old bone. I'm afraid I'll live a little longer. Do you think it's worth the money?""In this case, I'm afraid one Wen is too little, so I'll give more things," the old man frowned

Meng Jin didn't speak. He looked at an xuanjian old man taking out a jade pendant from his arms, which had two words Jianshan on it.

Meng Jin was the master of Jianshan in those days. If he didn't know that he would probably die if he broke the border, or if he was still the leader of Jianshan, he would naturally know this jade pendant. The identity of this jade pendant is also the worship of Jianshan, but it is definitely not as valuable as Li Fuyao's. "

Meng Jin said with a smile:" this jade should be good and worth a lot of money. It's a waste to use him to make tea with my old bones. "

The old man with hanging sword said with a smile, "is that Meng Zhangjiao ready to soak me up? When we were drinking and having fun, you weren't such a temper."

Meng Zhangjiao said the three words, which made the atmosphere very quiet. Looking at the old friend who had not seen for many years, Meng Jin frowned and said, "I don't know you."

Yes, when Meng Jin was the leader of the school, he did send out jade pendants representing the offerings of Jianshan, but there were only a few of them. Those swordsmen were not brilliant figures.

And in his memory, the person in front of him is definitely not one of those people who sent out sword jade.

The old man with sword hanging said with a smile, "Meng Zhangjiao is really a noble man who forgets things. Did you forget that moonlit night that year?"

However, when he heard that Mengyu had been a swordsman in the spring and Autumn period, he did not think of one thing he had ever seen before Under the banner of Jianshan, he did some evil things. After several investigations, Meng Jincai found out that it was this man. On a moonlit night, Meng Jin, who had already ascended the building, killed him.

He watched him roll down the cliff. How come he's still alive?

Meng Jin frowned and looked at the old man. Then he said, "so you come to see me today to tell me that you are still alive. Let me kill you again?"

The old man with a sword shook his head and said with a smile, "Meng Zhangjiao is jealous of evil. Of course, it's very good. However, those things have already passed. Who would like to mention it? I just want to ask Meng Zhangjiao. Some days ago, such a big thing happened in Luoyang City. Why didn't Meng Zhangjiao have any idea and never seen you go to Luoyang City."

Meng Jin's eyes were slightly cold, and then he said calmly, "I have not asked about the affairs of the world for many years. I don't want to pay attention to the things you say. Those things in Luoyang City are the affairs of the monks in the sea. How can you and I manage them when you and I go upstairs?"

The old man with sword hanging said with a smile, "what Meng Zhangjiao said is very reasonable. But now that Jianshan is a young man, you are not afraid that this sword mountain will lose its prestige?"

Meng Jin said coldly, "what do you want to say?"

Hanging sword old man said: "nature is to ask Meng Zhang to teach you to go out of the mountain, I am willing to serve for Meng Zhangjiao."

Meng Jin took a deep breath and was silent for a long time. Then he slowly asked, "although I have been in the North Sea all year round, I know something about many things. For example, I know that there are already two sword immortals in the same line of swordsmen. Under such a situation, why do you want to disturb my sword mountain

When he said these words, under the tree in the backyard, the sound of swords began to sound, and Meng Jin's killing intention began to show.

As a swordsman of the same generation as Shengjing, he lived longer and was not a fool. Even if he only wanted to live, he was also trying to cultivate himself. Now he is in the realm of building, and he is also the strongest group of people.

His Kendo realm should be much better than that of Zhou Qing.

It's not too hard for him to kill this man, even if it's difficult.

It's just that the old man with hanging sword doesn't mean to be afraid. He is also a swordsman who ascends the stairs. He will not be killed so easily. Even if he will die, he will have a certain time.

Meng Jinwei narrowed his eyes, "who let you come, master or master?"

If one of them is between them, it represents one side of Confucianism or Taoism.

The old man shook his head.

What he is going to say is absolutely not simple.

Of course not these two people.

Meng Jin was too lazy to pay attention to him. He waved a little, and the ordinary people in the teahouse fainted. The sword swept out from under the tree, and all the rust had been removed in the middle of the way. By the time he was in front of the old man hanging sword, it was already a long snow-white sword.

Meng Jin was one of the representatives of kendo. Even though he did not dare to take the last step because of his fear of death, his Kendo was still very strong.

When the sword was in hand, Meng Jin's whole momentum changed. It was as if from an ordinary old man to a peerless swordsman with a sword in his hand. When there was no sword immortal, Meng Jin dared to say that he was the second swordsman in the world, so no one said that he was the first. The master of Jianshan was staring at the old man with hanging sword and asked nothing, Between the electric light and flint is a sword.This is the first time that Meng Jin used his sword after many years. It was not a kind of back to nature move, but a terrible sword move containing his countless sword Qi. It seemed that the space in front of him was torn when the sword was handed out.

Countless majestic sword Qi gushed from the body of the sword, and countless majestic swords were intended to be born and destroyed in Meng Jin's eyes.

In a flash, the gorgeous light of the sword flew the old man out.

After many years, Meng Jin's sword came out again.

The old man was surprised at first, but soon calmed down. He took out his sword to fight against the enemy. In a short time, he and Meng Jin fought against each other. However, their swordsmanship were not on the same line. Therefore, this sword was not as strong as that one.

The old man with swords is losing.

It's an appalling sight to see countless waves rise.

This is Meng Jin's first sword.

Such a strong first sword.

If Shengjing is still alive and has not yet broken into the sea, he will feel ashamed when facing this sword.

Meng Jin, who had not made a sword for many years, was a magnificent sight.

There were many beads of sweat on the old man's forehead. At that time, he was almost killed by Meng Jin. After so many years of practice, he thought that he would be better than Meng Jin after years of hard training. Even if he was not better than him, he would not be much weaker.

But who wants it?

Once met here, Meng Jin didn't feel inferior at all. What's more, he seemed to kill people if he wanted to. He didn't pay attention to him at all.

It's really appalling.

Meng Jin walked in the air with his sword. One sword was a rising tide in the sea. After counting the swords, there were huge waves behind him. The old man with hanging sword was attacked by the sword Qi and his face was pale. He said grimly, "Meng Jin, if you dare to kill me, you will die too!"

Meng Jin was calm and tranquil, and his values were all talents. What value was there when people were dead?

Although he did not know who was behind this man, he never believed that the man would do something for a dead man.

Therefore, after half a quarter of an hour, Meng Jin's sword had already broken through countless swords and was about to come to the old man with the hanging sword.

With the majestic sword spirit coming, what else can the old man with hanging sword do besides retreat?

The toothed old man of hanging sword handed out many swords, and countless sword spirit circled around him. He wanted to make sure that he was alive, because only living was valuable. He knew that Meng Jin wanted him to die, but how could he die now, so he was working hard. However, he never thought that Meng Jin's realm was so high and his sword cultivation was so strong.

No matter what he did, he couldn't stop the swords.

So he had to retire.

He retreated again and again.

Finally, there was no retreat.

Seeing that he was about to be killed by a sword of Meng Jin, a golden light suddenly appeared between heaven and earth. After seeing the golden light, Meng Jin quickly withdrew.

As the golden light grows stronger.

There was a man on the beach.

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