Chapter 311: A ghost six thousand years ago

Six thousand years, six thousand years of vicissitudes of life.
No one has ever known what will happen after six thousand years, because no one is lucky enough to live six thousand years.
Six thousand years is enough to make the swordsman line from its heyday to its current miserable situation.
Six thousand years is enough to turn those sword immortals who moved the mountains and rivers into dust.
But the old man said that he was ten thousand feet. If that was the case, he would have been almost six thousand five hundred years old since 6,000 years.
But the old man said again that he had died for six thousand years.
Even the sword fairy, sure enough, can't live for six thousand years.
Li Fuyao saw the remnants of the female sword immortal Xie Shen and the sword immortal Lu Changyan when he was ascending Jianshan, and knew that some things could survive even if a person died.
I want to come if this old man is really ten thousand feet, it can only be a ray of remnant soul or something.
The old man nodded calmly, "I was originally a ray of remnant soul attached to the saber, but I still lingered for so many years. If I didn't want to figure out one thing, why did I end up here."
Li Fuyao thought about the stone statue outside, thought about the news that had been passed down six thousand years ago, and asked with some doubts: "Senior, what happened to the battle against Liu Jianxian back then?"
Everyone has something like curiosity. Even if Li Fuyao is in this situation, he naturally wants to know the result of the decisive battle six thousand years ago, and what he practiced is a sword, so he wants to know even more.
The old man didn't answer this question immediately, but asked, "In the mountains and rivers, how do you say Liu Xiang and me?"
Li Fuyao didn't conceal it. He told the old man all the things recorded in the book. After the last words, he said something about the place where they are now.
The old man sat in the same place and listened quietly. After listening to it, he smiled sullenly, and then slowly said: "The battle between me and Liu Xiang should be regarded as the strongest battle at that time. Liu Xiang is a genius, but in terms of qualifications. I can't compare to me, I'm a sword embryo, and I was born suitable for sword practice, but although he is not a sword embryo, he has a very high understanding. He walks so fast and he doesn't look at others at all, so that battle is inevitable. "
The old man raised his eyes and glanced at Li Fuyao, and said, "The sword fairy is more magnificent than the sword, but Liu Xiang and I don't want outsiders to watch the battle. It is difficult to choose the battlefield. I chose this place for three months."
Li Fuyao wondered: "Why did the senior choose?"
"Liu Xiang's eyes are higher than the top. Since stepping into the sea, he has not looked at everyone in the world. In his eyes, there is only a sword flying immortal. He is so conceited when he leaves this world. Does not care."
Li Fuyao nodded and put himself in the situation for a moment. If he was in Liuxiang's situation, I'm afraid he wouldn't be so conceited.
"He doesn't care about the victory or defeat in this competition, because he is very arrogant and thinks he will not lose, but I am different. I want to win, and reputation is something like that.
"I arranged it slightly, it is considered to have won the first move."
This is not a glorious thing, but the old man is frankly telling him that after these six thousand years have passed, the old man has lost the obsession with his reputation.
After all, people have died for six thousand years, which is normal.
"But Liu Xiang is Liu Xiang after all. Even if I took the lead, I still couldn't match him in the end."
"Three days after the sword, I only know how powerful Liu Xiang is. The fierce sword aura and the pure intent of his sword are rare in the world."
Even if the beginning of the story is as I intended, the result may not be what I hoped.
The old man still has fresh memories of that incident.
It seemed that this was the most tragic battle that the old man had experienced, and it was also the last battle, and he naturally remembered it.
Li Fuyao frowned and asked: "It's just like swords, really divide life and death?"
The old man shook his head and sighed: "Liu Xiang is extremely conceited. He will naturally not kill for the sake of killing. After winning me, he never worried that I will surpass him one day. He just put his sword into the sheath and turned slowly."
"I looked at his back and didn't hold back."
When he said this, there was some unspeakable emotion in the old man's eyes.
Li Fuyao's expression was plain, he didn't hold back, and naturally he did something that Liu Xiang couldn't bear.
The old man whispered: "I took a sword at Liu Xiang's back."
Six thousand years ago, I was afraid that no one could defeat Liu Xiang upright. Since he could not defeat Liu Xiang upright, it would be a blessing to be able to defeat Liu Xiang.
Li Fuyao said, "Senior did not succeed."
The old man nodded and smiled: "It's a bad thing to not be able to beat Liu Xiang, but it's not unacceptable."
"It's just that Liu Xiang can't accept someone throwing a sword at him behind his back, so he doesn't want to let me leave here again."
This sentence is an understatement, in fact it was the same six thousand years ago.
Liu Xiang's fluttering sword could kill him, but he was still merciful.
"He left his stone statue and told me that he would stop when he saw it."
"In fact, in order to prevent me from turning back, he cut off my cultivation base and trapped me here with a sword formation. Even if I didn't keep my promise, I couldn't leave."
"I survived for hundreds of years, and finally died, but I desperately left a trace of remnant soul, in fact, because of his words."
Li Fuyao said softly: "What are you talking about?"
The old man glanced at him, "Liu Xiang said you will come."
This sentence surprised Li Fuyao. The invincible sword immortal Liuxiang lived six thousand years ago. It is absolutely impossible to meet Li Fuyao, but why did he say this sentence?
You will come, who on earth are you?
Li Fuyao remembered the first words the old man said before. What he said at that time was that you really came.
In between, you should be a person.
Li Fuyao felt something bad, took a step back, and then asked, "Who is that withered bone outside Shimen?"
The old man smiled and said, "That's me."
Li Fuyao looked at the old man and asked in a bit of horror: "That sword?"
"That sword is called ten thousand meters long. It is my saber and is made of cold iron."
Li Fuyao said with afterthought: "Senior has already broken through the sword formation."
The old man smiled and said: "Yes, Liu Xiang is too conceited, thinking that his sword formation must be able to trap me. Who knows that I broke the sword formation as early as a hundred years after he left."
At this point, the old man's voice suddenly became stern, "Later I discovered that the sword formation was never these broken swords, but this place!"
Hearing this, Li Fuyao no longer planned to listen any more, he pressed his sword hilt and swept outside.
Want to leave here.
The old man stretched out his skinny arm and laughed frantically, "How can you go!"