Chapter 347: Not difficult

The sword bearer is not necessarily a swordsman, nor is it necessarily a swordsman of the rivers and lakes, not to mention that apart from these two people, there are only wild repairs with swords.
In front of Li Fuyao, the negative swordsman who was walking on the top of the tree uttered wild words, and as soon as he exited, he wanted to take the head of the city lord of the blue talisman. You must know that the city lord of the blue talisman is a third in the stairs. The cultivator, when he fought against Qing Tianjun, who was at the same time ascending the building realm, for three days and three nights, it was difficult to decide the victory or defeat. Does this kind of person say that he can kill?
Only after a brief shock, Li Fuyao actually paid more attention to the long sword carried on the back of the long-bearded Taoist priest. Back then, the swordsman's line was extremely prosperous in the mountains and rivers, and naturally attracted the attention of countless people. Whether the kendo sect learns the sword, or the three religions monks try to practice kendo and other practices at the same time.
In short, I don't know how many monks have thoughts about kendo.
But without exception, as long as it is not single-minded kendo, almost all have failed.
There was a fascinating monk in Daomen who used the wooden sword as a magic weapon to learn kendo. He was once a sensation, but he didn’t know why, he died, leaving only a peach wooden sword.
The scene of the Taoist holding the sword only appeared for a short time. After that, I didn’t see it again. The Taoist closed his mouth. The swordsman just took the matter as a laughing stock, but now Li Fuyao is in this demon land. See one.
Judging from his arrogant words to take the head of City Lord Qingfu, it shouldn't be an ordinary monk.
It's just that whether it is a demon repair or not is open to question.
The Daoist with Long Beard quickly disappeared into Li Fuyao's sight, followed by the old man riding a bull. He stood up, stepped on the back of the bull, expressionless, and shot out a punch from Yaoyao. The aura rolled with a loud voice. Like thunder, the old man said coldly: "Wooden Swordsman, before killing the old man, try the old man's fist!"
The old man's punch was devastating, and countless trees were knocked down under the momentum of the punch, like a tumbling yellow dragon, roaring towards the back of the wooden swordsman.
In the distance that Li Fuyao couldn't see, boundless smoke was created abruptly, and then only the wooden swordsman laughed loudly: "A sword in his hand, whatever you do, is also the master of my sword!"
These words that were almost indistinguishable from the swordsman made Li Fu frowned slightly.
The brief encounter between the two actually seemed to be a real thunder and a little rain.
So that the little man who ran in the dense forest at last refused to stop and look at any one. On the contrary, he entered the city first. The old man riding the bull and the wooden swordsman, for some reason, did not take any action at that person. Only after a short while, they entered the city one after another.
Li Fuyao watched these three people enter the city with a flat expression. He didn't know what to think. Guanxi suddenly said, "If the poor monk enters the city, he will wait for you outside the city."
Obviously something happened in the city. Guanxi chose not to enter the city at this time. It was actually a very wise decision. Li Fuyao didn't say much, but only said a good word.
Then he turned to look at Feng Lu.
Feng Lu stared with big eyes, and said innocently, "Do you want me to die with you?"
Li Fuyao smiled, "Then you stay too."
Feng Lu snorted coldly, "It should be so."
After saying this, Feng Lu thought for a while and said: "If you encounter something inside, mentioning my name, it should be no harm. If someone is willing to sell my face, remember to come out and tell me. ."
"What if no one sells your face?"
Feng Lu gritted his teeth, "Then I have to come out and tell me which doesn't even sell Lao Tzu's face!"
Li Fuyao laughed loudly and strode forward.
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Outside the dense forest, on the cliff, the Qingfu City was built by the city lord with blue bricks. From a distance, it feels full of greenery. In fact, under the circumstances that the Qingfu city lord deliberately did it, this Qingfu city Above the city walls, vines are already covered, which makes it pleasing to the eye.
Before, Li Fuyao only thought that beyond this dense forest was the Qingfucheng on the cliff. Who knew that there was a cave after walking through the dense forest. It turned out that a small stream appeared at the end of the dense forest. At the end of this stream, it led to the green The moat of Fucheng.
The creek water is not an ordinary stream, but a kind of emerald green, which is not an ordinary thing at a glance.
Walking along the river bank, there is a big rock by the stream, and three big characters are written on the big rock.
Qingfu City!
The green characters are like ink, and the characters are half black and half green, and the city characters are already completely green.
And on this big rock, there was an old man sitting and fishing.
The old man closed his eyes, nothing alive, and even if he hadn't seen the green bamboo fishing rod shaking a little, Li Fuyao would have thought it was a statue.
Before the three came into the city, they definitely wanted to pass by here, but since the three monks with advanced cultivation bases chose to ignore nothing, Li Fuyao was also unwilling to branch out. He looked up at the city gate not far away. The realization is now I don't know the truth, and I don't know if I need anything to enter the city.
The demon land is no better than the mountains and rivers, as long as you can see it, you must be a monk. It can be said that the gods over the mountains and rivers do not exist in the demon land.
Since these people are dealing with monks, it is a lot weird to point out that the rules are not fixed. If the city gate also needs any entrance fees, it will naturally not be ordinary money.
Li Fuyao had a lot of good things in his hands, but only a few demon pills that could be taken out.
If there is no demon pill, what should I do?
After a few steps, when he was approaching the big rock, the old man sitting on the rock suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Li Fuyao with a smile: "The young man is in a hurry to enter the city, how about fishing with the old man?"
Younger, a name with the flavor of mountains and rivers.
Li Fuyao stopped, thought for a while, looked around, and then asked, "Do you have a second fishing rod?"
The old man smiled and said, "Why is it so difficult?"
He stretched out his hand, and a green bamboo fishing rod appeared in his hand.
After throwing it to Li Fuyao, the old man smiled and said: "There is a fish in this creek. It is said that it is the offspring of the winning fish, but I don't know the true or false. Anyway, I know that this fish is green all over and has a fragrant smell. It is a rare delicacy in the world. I've never caught it before. Seeing that Young Man is righteous, I think it will be different."
Li Fuyao was startled, and asked, "How do the old people know that they are righteous?"
The old man laughed and said, "Is it possible that the swordsman who practiced swords is all evil these days?"
Li Fuyao frowned and said, "The three people who entered the city before were so powerful that Seniors ignored them?"
The old man was a little surprised, "Do you see the old identity?"
Li Fuyao was serious, "It's uglier than this stream."