Chapter 403: Spring till grass grows green

As the middle-aged man was shattered with a sword to shatter all his vitality, the tall dharma image shattered and disappeared.
The white demon pill rolled to the ground and slowly rolled to Li Fuyao's feet.
Li Fuyao looked at the woman carrying the sword in the distance in shock.
There are two holes on the woman's body, one on the left and one on the right, looking at the situation bleak.
What is strange is that although there are two holes, there is no blood flowing on the woman.
Although Li Fuyao was not injured, the sword was swung out of his hand, and his internal organs were shaken by the lingering rhyme of the sword. The spiritual palace that evolved was even more cracked, and he wanted to repair it again. It still takes a lot of time.
In comparison, a life and this bit of pain, Li Fuyao is more willing to care about the former.
Li Fuyao, who was pale, looked at the woman in the distance, moved his lips, and shouted, "Senior..."
That woman couldn't tell her age, but with such a realm, she must be much older than herself to be able to kill a demon cultivator of the ascending stairs so quickly.
It should be good to call senior, right?
But who knows, at the same time Li Fuyao yelled out this predecessor, the woman turned her head to look at Li Fuyao, frowned and sneered, "Believe it or not, I tore your mouth!"
Li Fuyao was speechless for a while, and felt a little inexplicable. He shouted what's wrong with the senior, and I didn't do anything wrong. If it weren't for the woman who saved his life just now, I would definitely turn my head and leave according to Li Fuyao's temper. Up.
It's just that now not only can't go, but also can't go.
The woman should be seriously injured. Li Fuyao has to at least see if he can take care of her afterwards. He is not a good person, but you will naturally have to repay.
The woman said indifferently: "Turn her head away."
After Li Fuyao realized, he turned his head in a panic.
After a while, the woman fell to the ground and took out her clothes to change. This time it was a moon-white gown, with a small sword embroidered on the neckline, and gold thread embroidered on the coat, shining in the sun.
The woman's figure is slender, but the scenery on her chest is not magnificent, but this is how it adds a lot of heroism.
After a few steps, the woman turned to look at the sword.
His gaze stayed on a certain sword, his eyes were complicated.
She looked at Li Fuyao and said, "How does my sword compare to Chao Qingqiu's sword intent?"
Li Fuyao turned his head and glanced at the woman's dress. He was lost for a while. After returning to his senses, listening to the woman asking this question, he only smiled bitterly.
What kind of a answer is that with a random sword from the sword fairy, one can kill a climber. Your old man is so miserable that one climbed to his death. Needless to say, which one is more serious?
The woman suddenly sneered: "Do you think I'm old?"
Li Fuyao's eyes widened, he didn't care about anything, and said in disbelief: "Senior knows what I'm thinking?"
The woman was indifferent and speechless.
Li Fuyao smiled awkwardly, "Senior is in the climbing building, although he is an extremely powerful swordsman, but Chao Jianxian has entered the sea..."
The woman smiled coldly, not knowing what she thought of.
Li Fuyao didn't know what to say, so he was silent, but he started to look back at the previous battle in his mind, and he didn't have any other thoughts.
Of course, if this is born, it will naturally be seen.
Li Fuyao saw that the woman was not seriously injured, so he stopped worrying, and after sitting down, he began to meditate, regaining his spiritual mansion sword energy.
The woman glanced at Li Fuyao somewhere beside her, frowned and said, "You are not a disciple of Jianshan, and Xu Ji is really willing to give you all the sword jade."
Since Li Fuyao started with Xuanjian, almost all the monks who have seen him use swords think that he is a disciple of Jianshan. After all, today when the swordsman's line is withered, if there are swordsmen walking in the world, it is difficult not to connect with Jianshan. , It’s just that although Li Fuyao is Chen Sheng’s apprentice, he wants to call his ancestor Xu Ji to call his master, Wu Shanhe’s brother.
The relationship with Jianshan is really close.
But in fact, he is really not a disciple of Jianshan.
Uncle Xie Lu's unwittingly made him not reach the top of Jianshan Mountain before dark, so he could not become Jianshan disciple. Later, he went down the mountain with the lantern given by the ancestor and practiced sword at the foot of Jianshan. His treatment is already better than most Jianshan disciples, but Xu Ji and Xie Lucun are selfish and prevent him from becoming Jianshan disciples. Before, Xu Ji just wanted Li Fuyao to take a good look at the world and practice swords. Tired by foreign objects.
The idea of ​​giving a sword jade in the end probably didn't mean that Li Fuyao would give a helping hand when he was in trouble in Jianshan in the future. More likely, he wanted Li Fuyao to practice his sword faster.
In the end, Xu Ji, who was already the dying man, had lost half of the utilitarian nature of what he wanted.
The woman casually said, causing Li Fuyao to open his eyes, a little lost.
Kendama has been put very well by him, has been hanging around his waist, and has never been taken out. Naturally, it is impossible to be seen. A woman can know that he has a kendama, so naturally she is a person who is very familiar with Jianshan.
Could it be that of Master Chen Sheng’s senior sisters?
But if it were Master’s sister and sister, Chen Sheng wouldn't have said nothing.
Li Fu shook his head in a mess, and simply stopped talking.
The woman walked two steps, stretched her hand to Li Fuyao's side, and out of thin air took out a jug of wine he had placed in the storage instrument and held it in her hand.
This made Li Fuyao stunned again.
What kind of monster is this? !
The woman did not pay attention to Li Fuyao's thoughts, but sat on a section of the tree stump and drank the wine that Li Fuyao bought from the old monk at the gate of the city.
The expression was plain, and I couldn't tell whether he was satisfied or not.
Li Fuyao silently took out a jug of wine and sipped it.
This trip to the south, he actually drank a lot more than before.
While drinking, Li Fuyao spoke cautiously, expressing gratitude at first, and finally talking about these gossips.
The woman drank herself, without the slightest desire to talk.
Li Fuyao finally talked about the swords, ten miles of bright moon, tall buildings and grass gradually green.
In fact, among these swords, only Li Fuyao, Shili and Mingyue, knew something. Li Fuyao didn't know anything about the two swords of Tall Building and Cao Jianqing.
The woman suddenly said, "I know that sword."
Li Fuyao subconsciously looked at the saber beside the woman.
Which one?
The woman looked nostalgic and whispered: "Wei Chunzhi is no longer there, who knows that the grass is getting greener?"
The voice was soft, like a woman waiting for her husband to return home to talk to others about her husband.
The pride in words, the thoughts in words, is in this sentence, it is undoubtedly revealed.
Li Fuyao looked at the grass gradually turning green, remembering the severe injuries suffered by the woman before.
He took the draft, handed it to the woman, and said softly: "Senior, can you take it away?"
The woman smiled and said, "Wei Chunzhi is no longer there. What is the point of carrying it with me?"
Li Fuyao was silent, but roughly guessed that the identity of this woman should be very close to that of Cao Jianqing's sword master. Maybe she was the wife of Wei Chunzhi and couldn't tell.
Li Fuyao took a sip of wine and said softly, "Senior tell me about Senior Wei, right?"
The woman raised her head and drank, and said calmly: "Do you really want to hear?"
Li Fuyao nodded.
The stories in the world are mostly old-fashioned and not new.
But the affection in the story is not necessarily the same.
Love, hatred, and hatred are too common, because everyone has it, but they are special, but they are different for everyone.
Just like when Li Fuyao was telling a book in Baiyu Town, the people in the story are actually the same regardless of their names. In fact, he doesn’t want to tell stories like this, but the drinkers love to listen and can’t listen. What else can he do?
It's not that you can only follow your heart.
After all, he needs to tell a living.
The stories he made up and found it interesting can only be added as an addition to the end of a day storytelling, but I don't like much.
That was the first time Li Fuyao felt that the world was not good.
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The woman lowered her head and took the grass and gradually turned green, and slowly stretched out her hand to hold it, but she was just holding it, and the sword began to tremble slightly, and the sword energy rushed into the sky.
It was just the sword energy inside that made Li Fuyao startled.
Obviously this is two sword qi crossing each other.
One of them is very similar to this woman.
The other one is much tougher.
Except for the woman's sword aura, Li Fuyao always felt familiar with the other sword aura.
But for a while, I couldn't remember where I saw it.
That feeling is very strange.
Feel this sword aura.
The woman showed a smile for the first time.
The smile is mostly nostalgic.
There was such a person by his side in the good times.
She looked at Li Fuyao and said softly: "You took his sword. You look like him, but you are not him."
Li Fuyao said earnestly, "Isn't there only one Wei Chunzhi in Senior's heart? No matter how others resemble him, no matter how others take his sword, it is not him."
The woman glanced at him, then threw the grass in her hand back to Li Fuyao, and whispered: "Take care of it."
Li Fuyao nodded, and then said, "Senior doesn't really tell the story of that senior?"
The woman rubbed her cheeks wearily, "What can I say, my husband is just a genius swordsman, Wei Chunzhi, a genius who wants to become a sword fairy, the second biggest dream in this life is Just stand in the sea and ask Chao Qingqiu about the sword."
Li Fuyao asked: "Then what is the dream of Senior Wei's number one?"
The woman said softly, "Naturally everything follows me."
"But my biggest dream is to watch him stand in the sea and ask Chao Qingqiu the sword."
Li Fuyao sighed with a lot of emotion, no wonder she had to ask about her sword and Zhao Qingqiu's sword before, which is stronger or weaker.
The woman frowned and said, "If Chao Qingqiu is standing in the ascending building, and Wei Chunzhi is also ascending the building, how can Chao Qingqiu be able to match my husband?"
"Wei Chunzhi has been a veritable genius since he started practicing swords. If he hadn't been low-key, everyone in the mountains and rivers would have known that there was a swordsman named Wei Chunzhi who was my husband."
Speaking of Wei Chunzhi, the woman spoke softly.
"Wei Chunzhi didn't care about it. He has been very strange to kendo all his life. He only sees an opponent like Chao Qingqiu."
"Unfortunately, I can't keep up with him."
Li Fuyao said softly: "Luck?"
The woman frowned and said, "Wei Chunlai, if it weren't for his birth fifty years later than Chao Chunqiu, he might not be worse than Chao Qingqiu."
Li Fuyao asked: "Then how did Senior Wei die?"
This is a question that Li Fuyao has always been concerned about. Most of the swords of Lord Qingtian were found in that sea, but most of the swordsmen and their sabers 6,000 years ago are buried in that sea. The grass grows green, too.
They were all found under the sea.
If so, could Wei Chun be a swordsman six thousand years ago?
If not, then why does this sword appear in that sea area.
These are all problems.
The woman glanced at Li Fuyao and said calmly: "He tried to take the last step."
Li Fuyao was a little surprised, "The last step, is Senior Wei going into the sea?"
The woman did not nod or shook her head, "A monk in this world, who doesn't want to be a great sea, let alone Wei Chun has long focused on Chao Qingqiu."
Li Fuyao murmured: "Climbing a building to see the sea is extremely difficult."
The woman nodded and said: "It is difficult and difficult, but Wei Chunzhi is not even unable to pass this hurdle. It is only some people who really killed him."
Li Fuyao's eyes dimmed. It is not easy to become Canghai, especially for their swordsman family. It is even more so. To become Canghai, the Three Sects are definitely not happy, then Wei Chunzhi will choose to come to Demon Land , And even went to that sea area, but even so, it failed. Chao Qingqiu definitely made a shot back then. Only Chao Qingqiu back then could not stop so many people.
Those saints in the clouds sit high in the clouds most of the time and do not disturb the world, but there are still things that can make them uneasy, such as death is approaching, such as Chao Qingqiu who wants to provoke a sword, or another swordsman who wants to Breaching becomes a sea.
Often at this time, the saints have to take action.
Li Fuyao thought of himself, even if one day he has to stretch his feet to cross the final threshold, it will be very difficult.
At that time, it might be less than the sea that appeared in Qingtian City that day.
Even if the Zhaoqingqiu realm cultivation base at that time reached a new height, it might not necessarily be able to protect Li Fuyao through many difficulties and become a sea.
The woman reminded softly: "The world is very bad, you have to take a look at it yourself."
Li Fu shook his head and didn't say much.
There is still a saying in the world that there is no second in literature and no first in Wu.
Moreover, they are said to be the most powerful swordsmen.
The woman finished drinking and stood up, "Follow me, I will send you out of the evil land."
Li Fuyao was surprised and said, "Are senior injured seriously?"
The woman looked calm, "My heart is gone, where is there any hurt."
She was made two holes by the climber, but even then she did not find her heart.
Her current state is really unreasonable.
After saying this, she threw the sword into the sky, thinking about Yujian's departure.
She said she wanted to send Li Fuyao out of the demon land, but she didn't mean that she was going to stand beside Li Fuyao and never leave.
Li Fuyao quickly shouted: "Senior, your name?"
The woman did not turn her head, her voice was flat, "You already know."
Her sword broke through the sea of ​​clouds and disappeared.
Li Fuyao was startled, then looked at the grass in his hand gradually turning green.
I couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "Where does anyone call this name?"
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On the second day that Li Fuyao Yujian left, there was actually a monster monk who came to Feiyu City. He was not a stranger, but the original Feiyu City Lord, the only one in Feiyu City.
He didn't build Flying Fish City, but it was passed down from generation to generation, but it was in his hands.
After setting foot in the morning and evening decades ago, he has been traveling in the demon land, thinking of finding a way to break through the day and the evening into the spring and autumn. You must know that the city lord of this flying fish city, apart from the first lord, no one left. Been to the Spring and Autumn Realm.
He wants to work hard to reach the Spring and Autumn Realm, but he is not just thinking about his realm.
In fact, the more important point is that the first city lord actually left a treasure in the city at that time, but the treasure was restricted, and only when he became a spring and autumn can he enter the treasure house.
Over the years, the past city lord has done so much for this treasure, but it has no other effect except passing down the secret from generation to generation.
Today’s City Lord of Flying Fish City is very old. Although in the realm of Chaos and Twilight, he does not have much time to live. These years he is obsessed with practice and has not left half of his children. Until the other day, he ran into it on his way back to Flying Fish City. A little demon cultivator with good aptitude but very stubborn temperament, only then did he think about the next thing and brought the little back.
After bringing it back, Feiyu City Lord did not immediately teach him any exercises, let alone tell the little boy what secrets, there are actually not many old guys like him who don’t pay attention to race, and other demon cultivators also preach. Okay, no matter what the benefits are, you always have to be separated first, and this parent character will naturally take the lead.
If you don't have a blood relationship, you really love you so much?
After returning to the city, what happened in Feiyu City quickly spread to the city lord's mansion. The young man who caused countless disturbances in Qingtian City once disturbed the situation in Feiyu City.
Feiyu City Lord didn't care about this, but someone came to visit that night.
It was the Sect Master Flying Fish who came to visit.
The woman next to the Flying Fish Sect Master even recommended herself as a pillow, in order to let him, the City Master, kill the young swordsman.
The old city lord with white sideburns was looking at the gorgeous woman under the light, and said with a sneer: "A beauty is a beauty, but there is no blessing to suffer. Sect Master Chen, it's hard for you to have never heard of what happened in Qingtian City. ?"
The Flying Fish Sect Master's face was blue and he forced a smile, "I've heard some."
The Old City Lord said indifferently: "Not to mention whether I can kill him, just because of his relationship with the young Tianjiao, you think it is something that you can provoke, Sect Master Chen, some things are always done by yourself, which is humiliated. , I hope that others will help you find the place. It is the last thing that shouldn't happen in this world. If I were you, I would naturally not think about things that I could not do. I would think so much and it would be useless."
The Flying Fish Sect Master, who sits high in the second place in the city, resisted his anger, stood up, clasped his fists and said, "I'm disturbing the city master, and I will leave now."
City Lord Feiyu said indifferently: "Since you are here, don't leave."
At the same time this sentence was said, there were murderous opportunities.
His disciple was still young, and he didn't know how long it would take to get to the Taiqing realm. As a master, he had to do something.