Chapter 462: Time is a thief

No matter who is going to fight for the seat of Sword Mountain Master.
It's not even a word from Chao Qingqiu.
As long as the sword fairy expresses his thoughts, the position of Sword Mountain Master will be fixed.
Chao Qingqiu has the supreme right to speak, and if he wants to be the Sword Mountain Master, he naturally has to get his blue eyes.
But who knows what Zhao Qingqiu thinks?
Who knows what this sword fairy thinks?
Sanliang was a little melancholy. He stayed under this cliff for six thousand years, facing those swords all day long. Before seeing Xu Li and Zhou Qing, apart from seeing the boy with a green shirt, the most common one was Chao Qingqiu.
He knew very well how bitter and tired the sword immortal was, but it has been thousands of years since the swordsman's line withered, and it has been almost three hundred years since Chao Qingqiu became a sword immortal. Although Qing Qiu still maintains a line of swordsmen, it is not so direct...violent.
Some people may think that this is because Chao Qingqiu's sword training is already high enough, so high that these saints have felt powerless, so they can make requests and ask these saints to accept.
Sanliang knew that it wasn't because Chao Qingqiu's kendo cultivation base was so high that he did these things, but because of other reasons.
If you are not attached to the world anymore, why are you so impatient?
"Speaking of suffering, who in this world can compare to him?"
Holding a chess piece in twos and looking at the distance, he said sadly.
There are many kinds of sadness in this world, and everyone is different. It is sad that he can't wait to come to Liuxiang, and it is sad that Chao Qingqiu is forced to be inseparable from the world.
Siliang didn't know what Sanliang was talking about, but she did feel the sadness of Sanliang. She pressed Sanliang's shoulder, and then gently rubbed him.
The official Xu picked up his little girl and walked outside.
There are many people in this world who are tired of living, but they are the swordsmen who are the most tired.
"No matter who is the Sword Mountain Master, as long as it is beneficial to the swordsman, I agree."
Before Xu Li left, he left one last sentence.
Zhou Qing held the woman's words and yawned, "I'm not so idle. No matter who is the head teacher, it will be enough, as long as he can convince me... a wife."
When Zhou Qing said these words, it seemed to be irresponsible.
But the woman nodded and said to the couple, "I will take a good look."
Somewhat absurd.
They twisted their brows, and suddenly said with a mockery: "These things shouldn't have been something I thought about with this sword. I know when that guy in Liu Xiang will come back..."
Zhou Qing didn't want to listen to these words. In fact, apart from his own sword practice, the swordsman who climbed the stairs was not interested in any other swordsman's secrets. With this time, it would be better to stay with the woman next to him for a while.
So before long, Zhou Qing left the bamboo building.
Two people came to the stream.
Stop.
The woman asked: "Is there something weird in this stream?"
Zhou Qing nodded, "It's probably a sword aura."
The woman said, she was about to take off her shoes and socks, then she found a rock by the stream and sat down, her foot stretched in, and the soles of her feet met the stream, and soon there was sharp sword energy swimming in the stream.
There were many mottled bloodstains on that pair of jade feet.
The blood flowed down the stream to some unknown place.
The woman frowned slightly, turned her head and called out a treasure.
Zhou Qing didn't speak up, but looked at her sideburns, already giving birth to a lot of white hair.
They have all lived for hundreds of years. He is still ascending to the building realm and has many years of life span. Even with this appearance, he can maintain many years, but the woman in front of him is low in realm and has not made progress for many years, just like a flower. Drive it on and you will lose it.
Why do the monks on the mountain and the people below the mountain have all kinds of scruples if they want to unite?
At the end of the practice, they are often alone.
There is rarely a situation where the wings fly together.
The road is difficult and dangerous, and many people say that it’s good if someone walks along with them.
But since one person is destined to stop halfway in the end and another person to walk down the avenue alone, how many people are willing to join hands with others to see the short-lived scenery?
It should be not much.
But Zhou Qing is one of them.
He looked at the white hair from the woman's sideburns, suddenly bent over to look at her once young face, and whispered: "If you leave, I will come to you."
Hearing this, the woman frowned and said, "You have more important things to do."
Zhou Qing smiled like water, with gentle eyebrows, "In this world, nothing is more important than you."
It's just that the blood is flowing in the creek, and the bright red that was quickly washed away is so sad.
There are many enemies in this world, but time is undoubtedly the most powerful one.
unstoppable.
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Jianshan was still so noisy. Apart from the swordsman, many monks or warriors came here. The reopening of Jianshan had already spread. Many people wanted to be a sword in hand, heaven and earth. A swordsman who can go anywhere.
So at the foot of Jianshan Mountain, from time to time, swordsmen found their favorite disciples, but only a small part of the crowd came here.
Among the mountains, there are many monks from the Three Sects watching here silently.
No one showed his figure.
Just looking at Jianshan.
After Jianshan is reopened, one must be selected
Sword Mountain Master teaches, and then begins to rebuild, many swordsmen can enter Sword Mountain, and then Sword Mountain will once again represent the line of swordsmen and protect the swordsmen of this world.
It's like Xuegong and Shenxieshan.
The significance of this is as if the swordsmen who have always been lonely souls and ghosts have a home. Of course, it is impossible for all swordsmen to enter the sword mountain, but with the sword mountain and without the sword mountain, there are always two things.
Sword Mountain is strong enough, and the swordsmen in this world will have more confidence in walking and traveling.
It's like you have a distant relative who is a high official in Luoyang City. Although you are not so close to him, you still have that relationship. You are naturally much smoother in officialdom.
Therefore, Jianshan appeared very necessary.
The three teachings were not allowed before, but now they are not allowed.
It's that simple.
The ruined temple at the foot of Jianshan was the only place to live, and several Spring and Autumn Realm swordsmen lived in.
These days, I have been ignoring outside affairs.
Originally there were three statues in the ruined temple, but the statues are gone, just a pile of mud.
Chen Sheng dragged out a wine jar from somewhere, then took out two bowls and handed them to Ye Feixian beside him.
From Chen Sheng's perspective, this sword repairman, who had already broken his arm, was more pleasing to the eyes than many others.
He pointed to the mud and said with a smile: "My senior brother Liu is more accomplished than most swordsmen in the world in the sword qi, but he is not lucky."
Ye Feixian held the wine bowl and asked, "What happened to your sword mountain back then?"
Ye Feixian lived in seclusion in the South China Sea and studied kendo all year round. He was almost isolated from the rest of the world. Most of what happened to Jianshan was unknown to him. He just knew that one day Jianzhu Liang also went to Jianshan, and then Jianshan was closed. As for the ancestor Xu Ji When he died and why Jianshan was closed, he didn't know at all.
Chen Sheng spread his hands. In the Jianshan civil strife, several seniors abandoned Jianshan. This incident has always been Jianshan’s shame. Even now, Sheng Liang is dead and Qiu Fengman is missing. Chen Sheng Are reluctant to bring up this matter.
He took a sip of wine, his eyes blurred.
She seemed to think of Xie Lu, the best woman in the world.
He could have walked hand in hand with her.
Even if in the end, whoever leaves first may be.
But it is always possible to go hand in hand, which is good.
Ye Feixian took a sip of wine and asked calmly, "How long shall we wait here?"
He asked how long to wait, naturally thinking about knowing how long it would take to solve Jianshan's matter.
In other words, when will Sword Mountain Master be elected?
Chen Sheng smiled and said, "You don't want to be the Sword and Mountain Master, the burden will naturally fall on the two young people."
Ye Feixian thought about the young man in Baiyu Town before, and asked a little uncertainly: "He is just too clear, can he afford it?"
Sword Mountain Headmaster is such an important seat. It was originally a very surprising thing for a young man to sit, especially if he was a swordsman in the Qing Dynasty.
No matter how big the young man is.
Chen Sheng shook his head, "Maybe it's another young man."
He knew that his apprentice did not have such great ambitions, and he knew that his nephew would have ambitions.
But by comparison, Wu Shanhe seems to have a worse reputation than Li Fuyao.
How to qualify.
Ye Feixian didn't know, because he didn't know what Chen Sheng was talking about.
Chen Sheng rubbed his cheeks, and after a sip of wine, he sighed, "After all, this world belongs to young people."
Ye Feixian didn't know what he was thinking, and finally said, "The future is theirs."
Young people are the future, but also theirs now?
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"I think the world belongs to us now.
The door of the ruined temple was pushed open.
There was a young man standing at the door. He looked at Chen Sheng and saluted seriously.
Chen Sheng knew him and knew that he was called Yan Le.
His realm is very good, and he is now a swordsman in the Taiqing realm.
However, no matter how good he is, he is not qualified to speak like this in front of two Spring and Autumn Realm Swordsmen.
The reason is still the old man behind him.
He has white hair and a short stature, but there are countless sword intents in his eyes.
He looked at Chen Sheng with no expression on his face.
Chen Sheng said sadly: "You are so old, why do you want to fight?"
The old man said indifferently: "Why not?"
Chen Sheng said: "Since I have this idea, why didn't it come out at the beginning, but now it's too ugly to come out."
The old man said: "If you don't want to stand up, don't worry about why the old man should stand up."
It is extremely straightforward.
"Who wouldn't want to be the Sword Mountain Master? If you really don't want it, I'm afraid there is a problem with your brain."