Chapter 60: Go down the mountain with a ray of sword energy

(He is the second rudder master in the world, Fang Cunqing Jiageng. This is also an old friend. I followed Chang Ting from the first book. Don’t talk too much nonsense. In short, it’s nice to have you.)
Mountain climbing is not easy.
This Menchen Mountain, which is not yet a genus of Jianshan Mountain, is very difficult to handle because of the sword aura of Qingqiu. After Li Fuyao has walked more than 20 steps, he took such a step forward. Hearing the creaking of the joints, it seemed to fall apart at any time, the meridians were full of sword auras. The sword immortal deliberately suppressed the realm, only to show the power of the sword aura, but after all Sword Immortal's method, Li Fuyao, a swordsman in the second stage of the swordsman, was really tortured and miserable.
Chao Qingqiu stood beside him, followed Li Fuyao to the top of the mountain step by step. At first he said a few words. Later, seeing this young man was really exhausted, he did not want to talk to distract him, but just pressed his waist. The hilt of the long sword between, thoughtfully.
After nearly a hundred steps, Li Fuyao, who was soaked in soaks, trembled in his feet, and he couldn't go any further. Chao Qingqiu finally said, "I thought you had to take at least five hundred steps. Look Come on, I’m too optimistic. Forget it, I’m already at the limit. If I go up, I’ll hurt my foundation. Sit down and rest?"
Li Fuyao was not hypocritical. He sat on the stone steps with his and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He naturally wouldn't say much. Although the man in front of him was not the sword immortal who wanted to use his sword to kill the big demon easily, but In fact, even if it was a ray of sword aura, let alone other things, just a free sword would be enough for Li Fuyao to see Jianshan's ancestors in advance.
Chao Qingqiu, dressed in white, stood beside Li Fuyao and asked with a smile: "Young man, what's your name?"
Li Fuyao opened his mouth, "Li Fuyao."
Chao Qingqiu nodded with satisfaction, "Dapeng rises in the same wind one day, soaring for ninety thousand miles. Li Fuyao, your name is very good. Judging from this name alone, you will have the opportunity to become this day in the future. The next big swordsman, Li Fuyao, your name is comparable to my Chao Qingqiu's name."
Li Fushang's mouth twitched. Although it was Chao Qingqiu's sword aura, he always felt that this sword aura and the sword fairy's temperament should be very different.
Standing in front of Li Fuyao, Chao Qingqiu said self-consciously: "Chao Qingqiu raised his sword at the age of ten, and entered the state of sword aura at the age of ten, and entered the dynasty at the age of twenty, and then spent thirty years without progress. Twenty years into the Spring and Autumn Period, and then a hundred years of progress without an inch, not to mention a breakthrough, even in the same realm without a slight step forward, the 170-year-old Chao Qingqiu stood on the cliff of Beihai Before, guess what he did?"
Li Fuyao twitched the corners of his mouth, "Senior raised the sea with a sword, and then the whole mountains and rivers knew that another sword fairy appeared in this world?"
Chao Qingqiu laughed loudly. He looked at this young man who can only climb more than a hundred steps in a weird manner, and said angrily: "Do you really think he has such a genius?"
Li Fuyao smiled and said, "Isn't he the senior you."
Chao Qingqiu frowned, ignored this statement, and just continued: "Back then, Chao Qingqiu jumped into the North Sea on the cliff of Beihai. You can understand that this guy thought after breaking through the border many times to no avail. He was about to die, but after this guy fell into the North Sea, he was swallowed by a giant fish. Chao Qingqiu stayed in the giant fish for three days regardless of it, and then a sword broke through the giant fish’s intestines. Ten years later, he went to Denglou from Spring and Autumn Period. After that, he went to an unspeakable place in the realm of sword fairy. Anyway, you need to know that his kendo is not smooth sailing, although Compared to most swordsmen in this world, they are smoother, at least it's still a bit bumpy."
Li Fuyao couldn't laugh or cry, "Senior is just mentioning me, so I don't want to be discouraged?"
Chao Qingqiu nodded, "Russ can be taught."
Li Fuyao smiled bitterly: "But after these words were spoken from the predecessors, it was a blow to everyone."
Perhaps only Chao Qingqiu didn't know how terrifying it was to become a sword immortal in two hundred years.
Chao Qingqiu sighed, suddenly knelt down, and whispered softly: "Li Fuyao, I am not Chao Qingqiu."
Li Fuyao blinked and asked anxiously, "Senior has something on his mind?"
Chao Qingqiu untied the long sword at his waist, which was also formed by sword qi, and threw it at random, then sat down beside Li Fuyao, and laughed softly: "Chao Qingqiu is the only sword fairy among the mountains and rivers. , All the swordsmen in the world admire him, and all the monks of the three religions respect him, but I am not him, I am just a ray of sword aura. After you walk on the top of this Menchen Mountain, I will disappear into the mountains and rivers. Yes, maybe he can still let another ray of sword aura survive, but that’s not me anymore. I’ve been on this mountain for ten years and I’m really a little bored. You are the first person to climb the mountain, but it’s just me. The last person I saw."
Li Fuyao didn't know what to say, just some inexplicable feeling.
Chao Qingqiu stood up and said at will, "Even if it is about to dissipate, I have to live a better life. In this way, from now on, I will not be called Chao Qingqiu. What should I change my name to, right, Just call Chao Fengchen. One of Chao Qingqiu's favorite poems is that I have a pot of wine, which is enough to comfort Fengchen."
The ray of sword energy that decided to change his name in a few words soon became melancholy again, "No matter how you change your name, after you walk up to the top of the mountain, I will still dissipate."
Li Fuyao was silent for a long time, and suddenly he proposed: "Or I'll be training on this mountain road for half a day, you go down the mountain to see how far you can go!"
The Jianqi's eyes, which was renamed Chao Fengchen, flashed brightly, and he smiled and said, "Yes, I will go down the mountain to see, but you can't take it here for half a day. At least one day, I have to go far and see Chao Qingqiu. A place I haven't seen."
Li Fuyao thought for a moment, then nodded in response, "Then one day, I won't be climbing in one day."
Chao Fengchen laughed loudly, stood up and patted his white clothes, and said gratefully: "Li Fuyao, thank you, I miss you well."
Li Fuyao smiled and waved. He didn't know what Zhao Qingqiu's temper was, but he didn't hate this Zhao Fengchen at all.
Trotted towards Fengchen to retrieve the sword, beckoned towards Li Fuyao, and then trot down the mountain quickly, before disappearing into Li Fuyao's sight.
After losing sight of him, there was no more sword qi on the mountain road. Li Fuyao was relieved to sit cross-legged, and began to look inside the spiritual palace, suppressing the sword qi in his body.

The ruined temple on the top of Menchen Mountain, after the ray of sword energy went down the mountain, Xi Chunan walked out of the ruined temple and looked towards the mountain road, and found that the young man not only does not climb the mountain now, but is sitting on the mountain road instead. Before he had time to speak, Xie Lu walked out of the ruined temple and said coldly: "The ray of sword energy towards Qingqiu has dissipated. It is a foregone conclusion that the little guy will walk to Menchen Mountain. Go up the mountain, my disciple, you can't grab it."
After saying this, Xie Lu turned around and returned to the ruined temple, no matter how Xi Chunan reacted.
Liu Yibai, dressed in Tsing Yi, appeared outside the ruined temple, looking at Xi Chunan with a vague expression in his eyes.
Xichu Nan smiled helplessly: "I can't help it."

After Chao Fengchen walked down Menchen Mountain, he saw the green lake in front of him and did not see the ferry, so he took out the long sword from his waist and swung it out.
The lake was torn apart by him, exposing the land in the middle, and there were splashes of several feet high on both sides.
This man with only sword aura walked through the middle in a very good mood. He looked up at the left and right, smiling and nodding.
He has never felt so beautiful in the world.