Chapter 642: Peak

Soon, a few people
, There are handwritings everywhere on this peak, almost everywhere.
"This... look for?"
Hao Siyun's face was bitter, his excitement was much less before, and his pace slowed down.
Zhou Shu was also a little speechless, unfolding his spiritual consciousness, his eyes were almost full of handwriting, and he couldn't even distinguish the sword marks that cut off the mountain. It was even more difficult to find the original sword intent here.
However, the handwriting on the floor is not all useless nonsense. There are many insights or experiences left by swordsmanship. These, if you carefully taste these, there are many benefits.
"Brother, I will write down all the useful things for you? There are many words in Wurong Novel Network"
Yangmei looked at Zhou Shu and said softly.
Zhou Shu smiled and shook his head, "No, Junior Sister, I can write them all down in a while, just take a look."
Yang Mei nodded thoughtfully, "Oh...so fast."
Ten miles around, there are everywhere, and the words are no less than a thousand no-wrong-novels.. trillions, but in Zhou Shu’s eyes, he just waits for a while. He has the ability to remember, and after sweeping his spiritual knowledge, he will write the words. All of them are firmly recorded in the sea of ​​knowledge, and will not be missed.
But half a quarter of an hour, all useful information has been collected, leaving it to be experienced later.
Yangmei and Hao Siyun still didn’t give up. They searched everywhere on the top of the peak. Not far away, a rather old Yuanying monk walked quickly towards Zhou Shu and arched his hands. "Old man Hu Yilie, from Dihua Zong, met fellow daoists."
Zhou Shu raised his hand in return, "Hello Senior Hu, Junior Zhou Shu, from the Dutch school."
Zhou Shu had also heard of Dihuazong, it was a sword repair sect in the Daqin Mountains, quite famous.
"Hehe, there is no need to mention the seniors and juniors here, everyone is the same."
Hu Yilie laughed, all the wrinkles crowded together, showing very kindness.
Zhou Shu nodded lightly, seeming to realize something. It is also true that in the formation of Tianxing Peak, the cultivation base of the cultivators of the Nascent Infant Stage is suppressed, similar to that of the Golden Core Stage cultivators, they cannot use the primordial power, and can only use the spiritual power, and there is no limit to the spiritual consciousness.
Hu Yilie glanced around and shook his head, "In order to go up to the Heavenly Star Peak, the old man searched for the tactics and then practiced the tactics. He spent a full ten years on the peak and spent a full eleven days on this peak. There was nothing. It's not good, alas."
As if talking to himself, Zhou Shu only nodded politely and said yes, "Yes, the juniors just arrived, and they didn't."
"Is it necessary to cultivate the sword tactics of Qinglian Sword Art, so that I can sense the remaining sword intent and the sword tactics left by the Qinglian layman? But that Qinglian sword art has long been lost, how can I cultivate it?"
Hu Yilie showed a lot of helplessness, and his voice became louder, "It's impossible."
Zhou Shu continued to nod and said, "The Qinglian Sword Art was created by the Qinglian layman. Although it is only a third-order, it is extremely difficult. If you can understand the growing Qinglian sword intent from it, it will be more magical. The younger generation has heard of it. , I am also very longing for it, but unfortunately it was lost tens of thousands of years ago."
Hu Yilie stroked his beard and sighed, "Oh, no one can practice the sword art. Maybe only the people of Heavenly Fate in the rumors can see it, but there are so few people who have fate on that day. It's Jian Xiu."
Zhou Shu still nodded and said yes, "What the senior said is that the junior must have no chance."
Zhou Shu is the so-called person of Heavenly Fate, but he did not see any special place. The inheritance is human determination, not God's will, and there is no Heavenly Fate Stone here, and Tian Fate is not reliable.
"Similarly, the old man has spent ten years working hard to come up. It is no use to watch it for 11 days. It is really hateful."
After being bored for several days, he complained to Zhou Shu. Hu Yilie seemed to be in a much better mood. He laughed and said, "Friend Zhou, you and I meet each other at first sight. It’s also very rare. If you have any questions, just ask the old man, old man. Know everything."
This Hu Yilie is obviously not the first time he has come to Dongsheng Swordsmanship. When he came last time, he couldn’t climb the Heavenly Star Peak. He spent ten years searching for and practicing the method of climbing the peak. However, he didn’t get anything after climbing. After ten years, it is no wonder that someone has to vent a complaint.
Zhou Shu endured a grievance, he had something to ask, and nodded slightly, "I'm about to ask Senior. Isn't it the first time Senior has come to Dongshengjian?"
Hu Yilie nodded quite contentedly, "This is the third time the old man has received the invitation. In the last sword meeting, the old man was able to enter the sword list and rank 93rd."
Zhou Shu was surprised, "It turns out that the senior is a master of the swordsmanship, and the junior is really disrespectful."
There are only a hundred sword repairmen on the Dongsheng sword list, and all who can enter the sword list are masters of the masters. Zhou Shu is also a little unexpected. The old man who is constantly complaining is also in the sword list.
"As a master, it's far worse than before."
Hu Yilie smiled bitterly, "There are a lot of golden pill cultivators in front of the old man. The younger generation is terrible. Fellow Daoist Zhou, didn't you go to the sword list?"
Zhou Shu shook his head, "I came in a hurry, I haven't even been to see it."
Hu Yilie was quite sophisticated and said, "Oh, I still have to take a look. There are many sword repairmen on the list who want to participate in this Dongsheng sword fair. I will meet them here by then, and I will have a bottom in my heart."
"it is good."
Zhou Shu nodded and came to Liuming Mountain. The first thing he thought of was Tianxing Peak, but he didn't think of going to Jianbang, but of course he would not miss it. The sword list on Wengfeng, which is changed every ten years, is also a major sight in Dongsheng Prefecture.
The two talked for a while, and Hu Yilie was very enthusiastic ~EbookFREE.me~ and talked about many things about the Dongsheng Sword Club. Zhou Shu learned more about the sword and was very grateful.
After thanking him, Zhou Shu looked at the female cultivator in the middle of the peak, "Excuse me, senior, who is that senior?"
"Don't you know her?"
Hu Yilie was a little surprised, "She is Fairy Yudie. In the Nascent Soul Realm, she once won the first place in the Eastern Victory Sword List twice. With the first hand, Yudie Sword was superb. The first female sword cultivator in Shengzhou. Later, she entered the Heavenly Sword Gate and is now a god-transforming cultivator."
Looking at the female sister, Hu Yilie's eyes changed a little, and there was a lot of respect in it.
"It turns out that she is Fairy Yudie..."
Zhou Shu was slightly startled, thinking of one thing, his heart was shocked.
"Yes, as a sword repairman, you must have heard of her name. At that time, Tianjianmen paid a great price in order to recruit her..." Halfway through, Hu Yilie stopped. "These things It's better to say less, you just need, she is now the elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and she has come these few Dongsheng Sword Meetings..."
Hu Yilie looked at Zhou Shu in surprise, "Huh, what are you going to do?"
Zhou Shuzheng walked quickly towards the center of the peak, seeing that the target was Fairy Yudie.
"Friend Zhou, Fairy Yudie can't tolerate interruption while practicing, and she doesn't like others being too close to her..."
Hu Yilie still wanted to say something. Zhou Shu had already arrived in front of Fairy Yudie and saluted very respectfully. As if to say something, he immediately looked around her and looked up and down her eyes, acting rather rude.
"Are you... crazy?"
Hu Yilie froze for a moment, fearing to anger himself, then turned and jumped down the peak. (To be continued.)
Chapter 642
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