Chapter 623

Taking the world as a bet, I'm afraid that only Chao Qingqiu has the courage to do so.

In the past few years, the Sword Fairy has done a lot of things. These things are big and small, and small things can be ignored. But once in a while, a big thing can make the rest of the world feel extremely frightened. Not to mention the truth behind that event, it is just the surface of the matter.

What Qingqiu has done in the past few years, it is a great event that Qingtian city takes out the sword to cut open the sky curtain. In the future, more than one saint has been killed in Luoyang City.

"If it is related to the rise and fall of a country, such a chess player can only be the one with the highest chess ability in his own country. The so-called chess power is not the one with high chess skills, but one who is skilled in calculation. My sword is the strongest in the world, but I am not the one who is most skilled in calculation. But I can only do such a big thing by myself."

Chao Qingqiu raised his head and looked at the rain curtain and said, "gambling with the world will not make everyone appreciate you, but if you lose, you will become a sinner forever. It is not easy for anyone to do this kind of hard and thankless thing."

Ye Changting also looked at the rain curtain, but did not immediately answer. Instead, he found a chair and sat down, waiting for the woman's "belated" tea. After that, ye Changting took a drink, and then took a look at it and said, "don't give up. I'm his only friend. How can I take out such a thing?"

The woman was at a loss when she heard this sentence. Although she was not a wise woman before, ye Changting came several times. How could she not know what kind of character Ye Changting was? Such a sword immortal would be treated politely wherever she put it. She also understood this truth. There were good tea in the family, but not many.

She was a little reluctant.

It's because of someone that you can't give up.

Chao Qingqiu doesn't know why. She likes to drink tea in this life, so she prepared some tea leaves. But at the beginning, she just thought that she could only give them to chaoqingqiu.

Looking at her shy smile, toward the corner of the mouth Qingqiu flash smile.

Some women reluctantly turned to prepare new tea. Ye Changting then put down the cup and said, "this time, you seem to be much more comfortable than before."

Chao Qingqiu said, "when I was not practicing sword in my early years, I found it interesting to listen to the singers singing in the city, but those words almost meant something, like what the next life is like this life. Now that there is an afterlife, why should we follow this life as one? "

Ye Changting vomited, "only you are qualified for the green autumn."

This brings the problem back to the beginning.

Chao Qingqiu didn't speak. He was waiting for his cup of tea.

After a moment, the woman naturally came out with two cups of tea, just one big and one small, very obvious.

The big one is Qing Qiu's, and the small one is Ye Changting's.

In front of Ye Changting, chaoqingqiu naturally picked up a large cup and took a drink.

Ye Changting looks at this scene, a little incredible.

Chao Qingqiu said, "I'm not hopeless either. If there's no chance of winning at all, I'll die myself."

Ye Changting pressed the hilt of his sword and said with a smile, "is it not easy?"

Chao Qingqiu ignored him, but turned to look at the woman and asked in a low voice, "the child and the old woman, who can win the fight?"

This is not a particularly difficult question to answer, but the question itself is a question.

When a woman smiles, she just shakes her head. Chao Qingqiu is a Sword Fairy. She doesn't think Chao Qingqiu is a simple sentence.

Chao Qingqiu looked at her and said, "don't think too much. Sometimes it's not a good thing to think too much."

Chao Qingqiu said: "we and them are children and old women. It's hard to say who wins or loses."

Ye Changting is too lazy to say much. Chao Qingqiu has always said something about tianwai, and he is too lazy to ask again. If there is any problem in the future, the big deal is to kill it with one sword.

If there is no problem, it will be better.

The rain has been falling, there is no tendency to stop.

Chao Qingqiu drinks tea and talks a lot of gossip. Maybe he didn't like to talk much before. So this time, he said a lot of gossip, but gossip is just gossip, which made Ye Changting very impatient.

Ye Changting stayed patiently for another half an hour. Listening to Chao Qingqiu talking about a lot of Luoyang City things, he finally couldn't help it.

"Don't be impatient."

Chao Qingqiu smiles, "the rain in Luoyang city begins to fall. How can it be a simple rain? There's nothing about us now. Just watch. "

Ye Changting asked, "what are you looking at?"

Chao Qingqiu said with a smile: "naturally, it depends on how I play this chess game, or to put it another way, let's see how the pieces on the chessboard will be selected."

"It's just that no matter how you choose it, it's not easy."

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Sunset and solitary ducks fly together, the autumn water is long and the sky is the same color.This is a famous poem of a great poet. It is about a place in gengyang in Liangxi. There are many beautiful scenery in this place. Many scholars from all over the world have come here. Naturally, there are countless well-known poems left behind. However, none of them can remember that sentence. It is a parallel prose, which tells the story of a building.

The building is on the Bank of the river. There used to be a lot of people, but now it's the flood season. The water level on the Bank of the river is much higher than usual. That building seems a little lonely and dangerous. Few people dare to climb the building to see the river scenery.

In addition, this year's flood is really a little big, and the bottom floor has been completely submerged. Let alone ordinary people, it may be difficult for even a martial arts man to climb this building.

But now there are two people upstairs.

There was a white haired man with a volume of old books pinned to his waist, and the other had a calm look, which seemed to be a bit of a fairyland.

Two age apart, looking at some older people standing on the roof of the building, no one spoke.

The rolling river never stops from east to west. Two people look at the river and they don't know a person to show any special expression.

The roar of the river can't be said to be quiet. The atmosphere in the galloping building can only be described by the word "quiet".

The old man with the old book in his mouth said, "that thing is still not in my pocket."

The dignified middle-aged man said, "there is no eternal secret in this world. Besides, I have never regarded it as a secret. It doesn't matter if I can't hold it now. She can't change her way to choose anyone by herself."

"But if anyone wants to kill her, I will kill first."

The old man said with a smile, "your daughter is so blood, how can she be a sea in the future? The Taoist school should put pressure on her in the future. But the world can't see through these things, so it's doomed to cause a great disturbance again. Can't you, the leader of the Taoist sect, bear it?"

The middle-aged men dare to say that they have nothing to do with their faces

The old man said with a smile, "you are still like this, ye Xiujing."

Who is ye Xiujing? Naturally, he is the most important one among the Taoist saints.

Ye Sheng looked at the old man and said helplessly, "you Confucianism is a dog that only bites people without talking."

Zhou Fu Zi said with a smile, "your words are really not pleasant to hear."

But not very angry.

The realm of the two sages is already so wonderful that they will not be serious about this problem.

Ye Sheng looked at the surging river, silent for a long time, "Liang also want to enter the cloud, daomen will count him one."

In Qing Qiu's reign, there was a World War I in Luoyang City. After several saints were cut down, the forces in the world could not be said to be reshuffle, but on the whole, it was different from the original. Nowadays, Taoism and Confucianism naturally need new saints to appear to maintain the situation of mountains and rivers.

For daomen, the main beam is naturally the one who is most likely to enter the cloud. Now Ye Sheng appears here to meet Zhou Fu Zi, naturally to solve this problem.

Liang also entered the cloud, Confucianism can not send people to intercept.

That's what it's about.

Then, one day when a Confucian monk enters the cloud, the Taoist school can't do anything, but it needs a name from Zhou.

Ye Sheng said, "no matter how the swordsman is, he won't want to make a move, so you and I can settle this matter."

Zhou Fu Zi said: "Liang is also a natural shortcut, that is Su Ye."

A master, a master.

That's exactly what happened.

Ye Sheng said: "in addition to Liang Yi, there may be other people in daomen."

Zhou Fu Zi laughed and said, "it doesn't need to say much. Each depends on his own ability."

After all, Taoism is more profound than Confucianism. Besides Liang Yi, there are other monks who can come to the last step. This is not a big event, and it is not an impossible thing. However, Confucianism does not have it. So Zhou Fu Zi can't say anything more than this.

This is a helpless move.

Ye Sheng took a look at Zhou Fu Zi and said, "Shengge may enter the sea within a hundred years."

Zhou Fu Zi frowned and said, "when the time comes, you and Liang will escort her. What can we do?"

Ye Sheng did not speak.

"There are too many unknowns," Zhou said

Ye Sheng no longer continued to talk about this, but said: "swordsmen have a sword immortal in one vein. We need to be faster."

The battle of little garden city is not over yet, but both of them already know.

"Six thousand years later, a willow lane, a Ye Changting, who did not know where he came from, and two young men, the star swordsman, began to shine."

Zhou Fu Zi sighed, and it seemed that he would soon see the image of swordsmen becoming strong again.

"Now there is another Sword Fairy."

Ye Sheng looked at the river with a deep look in his eyes. "Chao Qingqiu's sword has indeed cut a new world, and no one can match him."Zhou Fu Zi stretched out his hand and pressed it on the book on his waist. "If he is still in the world, this world will be really terrible."

Ye Sheng rarely nodded: "but he left the world."

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