Chapter 819: Ask the boxing to be a guest

Liu Xianyang appeared today, with neither a saber nor a backed sword, and empty-handed.
In fact, I originally wanted to carry a sword, so I pretended to be a sword repairer, but seeing Chen Ping'an carrying a sword, the key point was that he looked like a dog, so I had to give it up.
At this moment, Liu Xianyang was calm and relaxed, with arms around his chest, just standing not far from the archway at the gate of the mountain, looking up at the word "Zhengyang" on the plaque, and then the expression on his face gradually became awkward.
Before that guy Chen Ping'an joked with him, saying that your name is good, does it mean to envy Zhengyang Mountain? I was stunned by Liu Xianyang for a long time. He was disgusted and broke. He drank a pot of boring wine and didn't relieve his spirit. Zhengyang Mountain is really a crime. Minger asked Jian. You have to make an opinion with their Patriarch Hall. Juqun, change your name.
Yesterday, I was drinking at Guoyun Tower. Apart from joking, Chen Ping'an threw out a booklet, saying that the sword might be needed tomorrow. Liu Xianyang flipped through it casually, only remembering a general idea, but didn't care.
The older generations, such as Zhuhuang, Xia Yuancui, Tao Yanbo, Yan Chu, etc., these old sword immortals, what is the life of the flying sword, what is the style of the sword, and what killers are there? "There are detailed records above.
There are also young sword fairies of the younger generation, especially those who are likely to be the first to show up to ask the sword, Liu Yu, Yu Lu, Wu Tijing, Yuan Bai... none of them fall in the booklet, they are all on the list.
It's not that Liu Xianyang is arrogant, he really looks above him to the point of defiance.
But when a person has a friend named Chen Pingan by his side, he will have no worries and feel extremely relaxed.
However, Liu Xianyang is indeed very confident. He has been like this since he was a child. He learns everything quickly. Not only is he quick to get started, he only needs to spend a little thought, and he can enter the room with anything, just like porcelain firing, dozens of craftsmanship links, and every pass. Knowledge, but Liu Xianyang has only spent half a year of work, and he has gained the mastery of his master’s decades of skill accumulation.
The old man Yao’s critical-sighted dragon kiln head can only say a few basic principles other than craftsmanship. What kind of porcelain is made from fire, but all the anger has faded, and it is considered the best one. The longer the object is left behind, like being placed in the water, it will be quietly sharpened for hundreds of years, and the more it will see the light.
Chen Ping An is going to be a little stupid and serious about doing things, so he can only follow behind him obediently, and learn how to learn, but not well.
Liu Xianyang didn't worry a little bit. Since he had already asked about the sword, it didn't matter who would take the sword. It's best to just drag it like this so that the monks on the continent inside and outside Zhengyang Mountain could experience more of Uncle Liu's Yushu Linfeng.
Looking at the plaque, Liu Xianyang was really upset, so he simply withdrew his gaze and began to close his eyes and rest.
At that time, Yufeng came here from the inn, looked back at the Yunlou on the way, and found that Chen Ping'an was missing. I don't know where this guy is sneaking. Anyway, it was definitely not the "sword top" at the first-line peak ancestor hall, otherwise it would have been open, and he was asking the sword at the gate of the mountain, so Chen Ping'an is still kind and does not steal the limelight.
There are not too many such friends, one is enough.
The dream of thousands of years is refined every day, and people who travel for thousands of years at night.
That's me, Liu Xianyang.
Bailu crossed over to Wei Yueshan and hurriedly rushed to the mountain to pass the Yunlou, and then looked at each other with his junior sister Ni Yuerong.
And the friend who lives with Cao Mo in this Jiazifang is not a Shanze Yexiu from the old dragon city? How could he suddenly become Liu Xianyang of Longquan Jianzong?
It can be seen from this that it is beyond doubt that the Taoist man wearing a lotus crown is fake.
But the young Taoist under the pseudonym Cao Mo, the blue-gauze Taoist robe on his body, is well-woven, covered with water and cloud air, and holding a white jade ganoderma in his hand, it is the finishing touch to the Taoism of the hermit mountain guest. "Cao Mo", how immortal, even if this fellow said that he was not a member of the Taoist school, no one would believe it.
At least Qing Wufeng, the senior brother and sister, until this moment, felt that the person was just falsely reporting his name, and he must be a Taoist immortal master with a reputation for Taoism and Taoism. Could it be that this trip was for Liu Xianyang's mortal questioning sword, leaning on the lotus crown above his head, to protect the way?
Ni Yuerong was crying and she hated that Liu Xianyang was so tired and crooked that she didn't find a good place to die, and she hated that accomplice Cao Mo. Ni Yuerong smashed the wicker chair behind her that was obvious if she didn't even look at it. She stamped her feet: " These two who have suffered thousands of swords are so immortal. They leaked from me to the frontline peak to cause trouble. The patriarch and ancestors were angry and turned back to blame me for doing things badly. What should I do?"
Wei Yueshan comforted: "It's not necessarily all bad things. There is a saying at the foot of the mountain that people build houses and don't make trouble or prosper. It's a little bump, but it will be a good thing. These two hidden heads and tails are not the yellow river. I guess it’s a Golden Core Sword Immortal, plus a Taoist monk in the Nascent Soul Realm. Just the two of them, they are not difficult to tremble with their majesty. Here, we are destined to not make any waves. , Just to help cheer up."
Ni Yuerong nodded lightly, but she couldn't hide her sad expression, her eyes were moisturized, full of grievances.
On the square outside the Zushitang gate on the top of Yixianfeng, there are only the young female nuns from Qiongzhifeng Huamufang, and the flowers and fruits that are still busy with many seats. It is expensive and courteous, the seating arrangement, every chair There should not be the slightest error in the placement and seating, otherwise it would offend people, so they need to lead a group of people to their seats when they look back.
At this moment, there is no Zhengyang Mountain Sword Immortal who is watching over here, because it is not necessary, this mountain gate is heavily forbidden, the mountain top sword energy is vertical and horizontal, dense and flawless, the sword energy is strong, the sword intent is heavy, leaving nothing at the top of the mountain. Flowers, plants and trees can survive and grow, and even the mountain peaks and stone walls have to be tempered with formations and spells to prevent them from falling apart. Therefore, the Patriarch Hall itself is a natural mountain protection formation, even they need to wear the secret of Zhengyang Mountain. Only by making fasting cards can you walk freely and breathe smoothly.
Change to the ordinary Jindan sword repair, climb to the top without authorization, and stay here, like a questioning sword of great disparity. If you are careless, you will trigger sword qi. If you are lucky, you will be severely injured and go down the mountain. I confess my wealth and life to the top line.
These beautiful Yingyingyanyans, although they are busy at the moment, they are in order, and all of them are full of joy. They occasionally whisper and talk about those young handsome men who move around the world, such as Wu Tijing on their mountain. , And Xie Ling from Longquan Jianzong, as well as Yu Shiwu from Zhenwu Mountain, who is said to be a very handsome man with a very gentle temperament. As for the gentleman of the academy, Zhou Ju, it is even more interesting. The gentlemen take turns.
Of course, I will definitely talk about the female status of Nanyue Fan Shanjun, and the Fengshen of Wei Shanjun of Beiyue, Rong Yi Junyi.
The first-line peaks of Zhengyang Mountain, in addition to the ordinary climbing Shinto main road, there are also ten mountaineering "kendos" developed by Jianxian himself. They are handed down from generation to generation, and the inheritance is orderly, but seven of them have already reached the summit. It means that in the history of Zhengyang Mountain, there have been seven Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortals who have witnessed the Dao. The most recent one was the ancestor Xia Yuancui. The other three are far from the top of the mountain. Among them are the kendos created by the three Yuanying realms in the history of Piaoyunfeng, Pianjufeng, and Tongxuefeng.
This is the origin of the old ten peaks of Zhengyang Mountain.
Therefore, the Zushitang is also called Jianding, which means a continent, mountains and Hanoi, this place is already the pinnacle of kendo.
Preaching for longevity, acting against the sky, only fighting for words.
Later generations of sword repairs will enter my mountains, and they will spare their lives, climb to the top with swords, step on mountains and rivers, and there will be no others around.
These are the ancestral instructions that Zhengyangshan disciples have long been familiar with.
Not far from the top of the mountain, the Emperor Zhu led the No. 30 and 40 Immortal Masters, and took a temporary break in a Tingjian Pavilion. Originally, he was waiting for the guests from the peaks to come and meet. When the people arrived, the mountain master Zhu Huang led all the The ancestors of the sect and the honorable guests, according to the example of the Zhengyang Mountain ancestor, hike from the Tingjian Pavilion together. You need to walk up to about two sticks of incense without rushing, climb the top of the sword together, and then walk into the Patriarch Hall to worship the incense. The celebration began, and the news that the guardian enshrined Yuan Zhenye among the five realms was announced to Yizhou.
Never imagined that a rebellious generation who claimed to be Liu Xianyang came to the extreme, saying he wanted to ask the sword and demolish the Patriarch Hall.
Therefore, the guests of Zhengyang Mountain, who are divided into the old ten peaks and the new ten peaks, seem to stop at the same time, not hurrying to Zu Mountain, just waiting for a good show.
The Sovereign of the First-line Peak, Zhuhuang, Xia Yuancui, Tao Yanbo of the Qiu Lingshan Mountain, and Yan Chu, the master of the peak of the full moon, are already in the Tingjian Pavilion.
As for the protection of the mountain to worship Yuan Zhenye, the ancestor who moved the mountain in the minds of the young disciples of Zhengyang Mountain will certainly not be absent.
Except for Zhengyang Mountain's own ancestor and direct disciple, all sword repairmen outside the mountain, even the distinguished guests, need to take off their swords here.
That's why the former Li Tuanjing laughed and said that it was the sword repairer who was willing to go to the hilltop of Zhengyang Mountain to pick the sword and enjoy the scenery, and he was not worthy to be a sword repairer.
Because there is still half an hour before the celebration, the monks who are already in the frontline peak of the sword pavilion are all old immortals who have been friends with Zhengyang Mountain for generations, and they all have an angry face at the untimely provocation of the young sword repairer. , Li Zi Gouda, too rampant, how did Ruan Qiong teach such a direct disciple who doesn't know how to do it.
The Emperor Bamboo apologized slightly, and laughed with many of his friends on the mountain: "Let you all read the joke."
First, the Yellow River asked the sword at Bailudu, and then Liu Xianyang appeared at the gate of Zushan, asking for the sword, it was indeed a bit noisy.
The white-clothed old ape walked to the railing alone, squinted at the gate of the foot of the mountain. The little boy was quite witty, knowing that he would give a head with both hands to add to the icing on the cake for his celebration. What a pity?
As soon as the people who watched the play blinked their eyes, they found that the good play had ended, which seemed uncomfortable.
An old immortal master who has a close relationship with the Dali dynasty first carefully brewed his words, and then smiled: "The ignorant child, the frog at the bottom of the well, doesn't need to be bothered by the Sovereign, and he just drives away."
The Emperor Bamboo shook his head and said: "This person had a small feast with our Zhengyang Mountain. Moreover, this person's ancestors also involved an old matter with Zhengyang Mountain. I must ask the sword today. Liu Xianyang has been brewing for a long time and it is difficult to be good. "
Hearing this, the old immortal master immediately understood that he would no longer dare to be a peacemaker between Zhengyang Mountain and Longquan Sword Sect. It was easy for him to be innocent inside and out.
Zhang Li Yan Chu thought for a while, and asked in his heart: "Mountain Lord, why don't Feijian pass the letter to Yulin, let him leave Yujiao Peak immediately and get this sword?"
Yulu and Liu Xianyang are about the same age, and both are Jindanjian repairers.
If Yu Lin loses, there is no one against Xuefeng Yuanbai, Yan Chu has long felt that this person is extremely obstructive. Every time he discusses matters, he will only be half-dead and sit at the door as the door god. Yuan Bai is best in the mountains with Liu Xianyang. A fight at the door, and death at the same time counts, and there will be an extra chair in the Zushitang in the future.
However, the patriarch of the master of discipline quickly shook his head, he denied the proposal, and changed his words: "It's better to let Wu Tijing go directly, without any muddle, and finish with a few swords. Don't delay the auspicious time for the celebration of Yuan worship."
Ask the sword on the mountain, generally there are two situations, either the winner or the loser will be judged, and the result will be in an instant. That was the scene when the Yellow River faced Su Jia in Fengxue Temple Shenxiantai.
Otherwise, the two sides are asking the sword, the strength is similar, and the flying sword does not have the situation of restraining one side, so it is extremely time-consuming, and the sword shines on the world at every turn, all the way to the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. Although the former is mostly, the latter also often appears. Yan Chu was afraid that Liu Xianyang came here just to make a name for himself, and he would stop when he wins a game. He also used sinister intentions and deliberately delayed time, saying that he was Wenjian. In fact, he was fighting the wind between the peaks of Zhengyang Mountain.
After the start of a questioning sword, others can't interrupt it casually. At the moment Zhengyang Mountain is like a cloud of distinguished guests, is it just waiting for the questioning sword to end? Let that Liu Xianyang wander around his hills unscrupulously?
The Emperor Bamboo thought for a while. Although he had made a decision, he still had no plans to speak up. He asked for advice, "I think it's okay to lose one or two games first. In fact, there is nothing wrong with Dragon Gate Sword Repair, Golden Core Realm, Yuan Ying, one for each, as long as they win the last game, what do you think?"
Yan Chu frowned and blurted out: "How can you lose the sword today? Under the full view of everyone, maybe even the monks from Beiju Luzhou and Tongyezhou are watching our Zhengyang Mountain with wide eyes. I'm going to lose. It's such a trivial thing, we old guys, can't we be laughed off by the Three Continents?
I am Zhengyang Mountain, a dignified sect, and the foundation of my life has always been the peak swordsmanship that can reach the sky. As a result, a young man came to the door to ask the sword at the critical moment of the attention of the continent, and I deliberately lost. One? Your Sovereign, Bamboo Sovereign, has his brain flooded. Or do you think Hushan enshrines Yuan Zhenye's face, not a face? Can outsiders step on the ground casually? Besides, Longquan Jianzong also carried a sword character. God knew if it was Ruan Qiong's small belly chicken sausage. He didn't dare to come, so he deliberately asked his disciple Liu Xianyang to tear down the platform?
Xia Yuancui felt that Master Zhu’s idea was relatively safe and well-measured in the officialdom. The old ancestor smiled while caressing his beard, without a heartfelt word, "Let’s save some face for the Saint Ruan. The young man’s brains are not clear, and he wants to save face. It’s inevitable that we don’t have the importance of doing things and talking. We can be regarded as half of his elders. Young people are looking for death on their own. We can’t really kill him."
Yan Chu nodded with a smile.
Xia Yuancui said in his heart this time: "On the Qiongzhi Peak, there is a little girl named Liu Yu who seems to have just entered the Dragon Gate Realm not long ago? Liu Yu lost, and then let Yulu go down the mountain to lead the sword. Both of them lost, and there is no big problem. To win the third game, let's Zhengyangshan, let the guests watch one or two more games."
Tao Yanbo somewhat admired Yuancui's city house and scheming.
First Liu Yu, and then Yu Lu, were people who practiced swords in Shenxiu Mountain, Longzhou for many years, so they can be regarded as Liu Xianyang's half of the same school.
If he wins, it is obvious that Zhengyangshan Swordsmanship is a lot higher than Longquan Swordsmanship. If you lose, be discerning
Everyone knows that Zhengyang Mountain is a way of hospitality. Let Liu Xianyang take this opportunity to reminisce about the past with "the same door".
Both sides win or lose, in fact, the victory or defeat is in the earlier kendo.
Moreover, once Zhengyang Mountain asked these two people to go down the mountain to lead the sword, and obviously asked Liu Xianyang's sword today, they did not take it seriously.
Besides, the first two games were polite. In the third game from Zhengyang Mountain, the sword fairy was inadvertently, and the shot was a little heavier. It was reasonable even if it was unexpected that the flying sword or the longevity bridge was broken. .
In order to delay the breakthrough of the Yellow River, Zhengyang Shanzu Shitang had a headache when discussing matters. It was the question of the sword on the mountain. In addition to winning and losing, it was more face-to-face.
After all, Zhengyang Mountain at that time was far from the confidence that it is today, and couldn't afford to lose the slightest face.
For example, at that time Xia Yuancui was old and had the highest seniority, and his realm was one level higher than that of the Yellow River, so he should not rush to Fenglei Garden. Zhuhuang was the lord of the mountain. After all, he was an old sword immortal in the same generation as Li Tuanjing. No, so it's almost awkward. In addition, Tao Yanbo and Zhang Li Yan Chu really didn't dare to say what their chances were against the Yellow River, which was a sword repairer in the same realm.
So in the end, a Yuanbai that temporarily changed from the status of a guest to worship was introduced.
Today is different from the past. The old swordsmen of the old and new peaks of Zhengyang Mountain no longer consciously have no chance of winning, but no one is willing to go down the mountain. It seems that the price has fallen for nothing. What if he wins against a young Jin Dan, who is entangled in a stunned head who does not know the height of the sky? It is a drudgery that is destined to have no face.
The ten young people of Aquarius, headed by Zhenwu Mountain and Ma Kuxuan, in addition to Xie Ling, Liu Baqiao, Jiang Yun, Zhou Ju, Sui Right, Yu Shiwu, these are all used in the war on the continent. A brilliant young genius. Among the ten candidates, there is also Wu Tijing, a close disciple of Emperor Zhuhuang, who ranks very high and ranks second.
Among the twenty people, there is no one named Liu Xianyang, let alone Liu Xianyang, none of them has the surname Liu.
Emperor Bamboo asked, "Is that so?"
Several old sword immortals thought this matter was feasible.
In the end, Yan Chu squeezed out a talisman sword refined with a unique secret method, and the flying sword passed the letter to Qiongzhifeng, the sword light was like an autumn hong, drawing an arc, and went straight to Qiongzhifeng.
The immortal carries the sword peak, and because there is no guard, Yuan Zhenye is enshrined in the guardian mountain where he cultivates. After going to the Zu mountain, the mountain and water restriction is opened.
The white-clothed old ape moved slightly in his heart, spreading his palms, looking at the mountains and rivers, a mountain boundary, as far as his heart came, the landscape scene was delicate, but in the end he found no abnormalities. Yuan Zhenye only regarded it as a common bird hitting the mountain, or It was the aftermath of some passing monks who accidentally touched the landscape and prohibited them.
The Emperor Bamboo noticed the strangeness on the side where the mountain was enshrined, and immediately asked in his heart: "What's the matter?"
The old ape in white shook his head and smiled: "It's okay."
The Emperor Bamboo smiled and nodded. Indeed, now Zhengyang Mountain is not worried about anything serious.
There are only many happy events.
Qiongzhifeng’s ancestor of Kaifeng is a female sword fairy named Ling Qi, named Leng Qi. She has been in the Golden Core Realm for two hundred years. She wears two swords, named Qingshui and Tianfeng. She is also proficient in the transformation of the fairy family, so she has the reputation of "the two armpits are breeze, and the feathers are soaring".
Among the three sword fairy embryos who climbed with Yu Lu at the time, Liu Yu was among them. The young girl was successfully grabbed by Qiongzhi Peak and became the direct disciple of Leng Qi, the founder of this peak.
After Leng Qi received the letter from the lawyer in charge, she rarely smiled. This old lady of the peak owner, with a very old face, a crane-haired cock-skin, and a fierce look, accumulates great prestige on Qiongzhi Peak. Liu Yu, the newly-acquired protégé, was very kind-minded and kind-eyed, and said softly: "Yan Zhanglu has a letter from the front line of the peak. I hope you will go to Zushan with your imperial sword and ask Liu Xianyang of Longquan sword sect. Now, within a stick of incense, let you do your best, it doesn’t matter if you win or lose."
It's just official language, can you take it seriously?
Liu Yu was obviously a little nervous, practicing in the mountains, whether it was in Shenxiu Mountain or Qiongzhi Peak, the real catch and fight, and the truthful questioning of swords with people, it was the first time in his life, especially the other party was the direct descendant of Saint Ruan, and she You still need to shoot the sword under the gaze of the senior immortal master on the top of the mountain, how can you not be cramped.
Leng Qi smiled and said, "This discussion should be a reminiscence of the past. Ask the sword every time, Yuer, try to play better."
"Just remember one thing, the last few swords, don't lose the prestige of Qiongzhifeng's ancestors."
Liu Yu whispered: "Master, Longquan Jianzong has known my flying sword and supernatural powers a long time ago. That person is also the legend of Saint Ruan, and may take the lead."
Her natal flying sword, Dihua. Once the flying sword was sacrificed, it turned thousands of swords into the sky.
Leng Qi smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, just do as I said, you don't have to think too much."
Liu Yu took a deep breath, the long sword was unsheathed, with a little tip toe, stepping on the sword floatingly, and the imperial sword descended to the gate of Yixianfengshan.
Zhang Li Yan Chu saw the graceful figure of Qiong Zhifeng, he used his magical powers and said loudly: "Qiong Zhifeng, Longmen Realm sword repairs Liu Yu leads the sword!"
If this Qiongzhifeng personally passed it on to Yujiaofeng Yulin, he would most likely become a Taoist couple, and then take advantage of the opportunity to occupy the thousand-year-old ownerless mountain, Yan Chu would really not mind teaching her a sword skill, saying The uncertain little girl can still use the Dragon Gate Realm cultivation base to win her Yuan Ying Old Sword Fairy.
On Qiongzhifeng's side, it was like Lu Zhengchun who had entered the mountain. Standing beside the Taoist priest, he finally landed with a rock in his heart.
Lu Zhengchun's Taoist companion is the one with the best aptitude among Leng Qi's dozens of disciples.
To be honest, Lu Zhengchun was really worried about that Liu, who stepped on and became Ruan Qiong's successor, played insidious tricks to retaliate against himself and his family.
At this moment, he is naturally in a good mood. He was born in Lizhu Dongtian as well as Liu Xianyang, but the two are born in a cloud and mud. Lu Zhengchun is a child of Lu on Fulu Street. How can he think of the guy who was almost killed by himself? Will he transform himself into Jian Xiu, or is he a direct descendant of a big figure like Ruan Qiong?
It's best to be killed.
No, it is best to be beaten half to death and break the Changshengqiao. Then the next time the deceased meet again, it will be interesting.
She said with a smile, "Husband, you have to pay more attention to making money in the future."
Lu Zhengchun smiled and nodded, "I have no shirk, and never let the lady worry about the money and let others roll her eyes."
At the gate of Yixianfengshan.
The long-awaited Liu Xianyang opened his eyes, and it turned out to be this Liu Yu.
The two parties had never met before, because before Liu Xianyang returned to his hometown, Liu Yu had already left Shenxiu Mountain.
Liu Yu fell to the ground, collected the sword and returned it to its sheath, and with one hand pinched the sword art to give a gift. There was that strands of sword aura and lingering fingers like green onions. She signed up and said: "Qiong Zhifeng, sword repairs Liu Yu. "
Liu Xianyang sighed and was a little troublesome. Among the three people who went down the mountain in the past years, only the little girl in front of him was actually the progeny of Longquan Jianzong, but she was infatuated with the concubine, so she followed to Zhengyang Mountain.
Liu Xianyang smiled and said, "Miss Liu just makes moves."
Liu Yu nodded, and without a word of courtesy, he directly sacrificed his life flying sword, Dihua.
Within a radius of several tens of meters, all of them seemed to be all overwhelmingly fluttering.
Liu Xianyang stretched out a hand, just gently shaking his wrist, condensing a long sword with the essence of sword aura.
Hundreds of flowers swirled all over the sky, instantly covering Liu Xianyang's figure.
In fact, Liu Xianyang was extremely embarrassed at this moment. Chen Ping'an had joked before. It is easy to talk about other swords, but you must think carefully about how to deal with Qiongzhifeng's Liu Yu.
Liu Yu drew his sword out of its sheath, and his body disappeared in a flash, rushing into the sword formation occupying the right place and people. In the early years of Longquan Sword Sect, several seniors who had climbed earlier had taught her how to sit in the sword formation. Fa, especially Xie Ling, who was not well-known at the time and later became famous, taught her a profound and profound transformation of Taoism. Liu Yu obeyed the command of the master of genealogy, except for the flying sword and the sword formation, she also handed the sword to Liu Xianyang with the sword moves handed down by Longquan Sword Sect.
A series of sword qi brought out streams of fireflies, slashing towards Liu Xianyang among the countless Dihua.
Liu Xianyang's trajectory is erratic, and the sword light is intertwined, but Liu Xianyang only uses his sword energy to disperse all the flying swords of Dihua. The long sword in his hand is not a real thing. Cut off. What's going on with this girl Liu, are you bullying me to be exhausted from practicing in the mountains? Whether it's a sword formation or a sword move, I've seen it a few times, so I don't need to learn too much.
After a while, Liu Yu muttered the sword art silently in his heart. The scattered sword auras that were cut off by Liu Xianyang were all connected, like woven into a basket, besieging Liu Xianyang, who was only defending but not attacking for some reason, and the sword aura suddenly condensed. Like a rope tightened suddenly.
Liu Xianyang was too lazy to want to crack the method, so he drew a gourd and drew the same sword tactics as Liu Yu. A sword formation sprang up out of thin air and slammed into each other. The strength was very good, just breaking the formation. Without hurting people, their sword auras were offset cleanly in pairs, and by the way, the flying swords of the fictitious and indeterminate Dihua flowers bloomed more like flowers. Liu Xianyang was unwilling to look too much, so he finally took the initiative to gently pass With a sword, even if the force was deliberately reduced, the sword light was still like an arc moon, bright and dazzling, and went straight to Liu Yu. As a result, she first protected her with hundreds of snow-white scorpion flowers, and was cut to pieces by the sword light. Blocking the front with the sword in his hand, the shoulders on both sides were still rushed by the sword light like water, the robe was rotten, and there were three obvious wounds on one arm and shoulder. The blood was blurred and it was terrible.
Liu Xianyang was more dull and speechless than Liu Yu, because he felt tired.
It's like fighting with a little slug back then, pretending to fight back and forth, naturally, it's more tiring than fighting a little with a mouth full of flying swords and crying.
As soon as Liu Yu gritted her teeth, she remembered Master’s saying that she played beautifully within a stick of incense. She bit her head and did not hesitate to exhaust her aura, running that natal flying sword, patches of flowers, lingering around, protecting one person and one sword, although The number is far lower than before, but each piece of Dihua contains snow-white sword energy, which is quite impressive. Like the wind blowing one side, a large group of Dihua swiftly floats towards the sword repairer who she had had the opportunity to call senior.
Liu Xianyang sighed, threw out the long sword in his hand, hovered in front of him, centered a sword, and on the left and right sides, hundreds of identical long swords appeared one after another. The strength of the sword was strong and the sword intent was heavy and heavy.
Like a rural Mongolian boy who is lazy in reading, he has written countless vertical strokes.
But in the eyes of the monk in the mountains, Liu Xianyang's sword formation was like a line of iron cavalry, with a mighty sword spirit.
That group of really beautiful flying flowers, hitting the sword formation, aroused several feet of snow-white debris, like the tide hitting a cliff, in vain.
Liu Yu had to collect the magical powers of the Flying Sword and condensed it into a snow-white pocket flying sword. He forcibly endured the pain caused by the trembling of the soul, flashed away, and the sword light drew an arc, sweeping towards the back of Liu Xianyang's heart. .
Liu Xianyang remained indifferent, but looked at the woman's eyes and found some clues.
Alas, this soft-hearted silly girl.
You said that it’s not good who you like, but you just like that lusty Yulin, even if you go down the mountain to change the sect, where to go to practice sword is not good, but here comes the Zhengyang Mountain, which has long been slanted into the gutter.
Liu Xianyang moved a step sideways, dodged the snow-white flying sword, knocked the back of his hand lightly, knocked the Dihua into the air, and then stopped deliberately delaying the questioning sword. Anyone with a discerning eye would know what to do, and laymen would not think Qiongzhi. Feng Jian repaired Liu Yu, too vulnerable.
The aura of heaven and earth near the gate of the mountain, along with Liu Xianyang's thoughts, was like an edict, and suddenly countless long swords were condensed, the high places like heavy rain falling on the world, and the low places like spring grasses blooming densely.
Liu Yu was holding a long sword and her face was pale. She stood still, not even daring to take back the Flying Sword Dihua.
Because she seemed to be in a forest of swords, and her sword aura intertwined like a forbidden land.
At this moment, Liu Yu was pointed at by more than a thousand overlapping sword tips, and the whole person was like an ice cave.
Liu Xianyang waved his hand, and the sword forest disappeared, and smiled: "Miss Liu can go back to the mountain, and she will practice hard in the future. Don't learn from anyone. Just concentrate on practicing swordsmanship. A certain way can be expected."
Liu Yu raised his sword and clasped his fist, without saying a word, put away his life flying sword, lost his soul, and the sword returned to Qiongzhi Peak.
Liu Xianyang was actually more aggrieved than Liu Yu, raised his arm high, hooked his palm, and signaled to come again.
Liu Xianyang stepped out one step, walked through the archway gate, and began to walk up the steps. If you don't come, I will come.
On the side of the sword pavilion at the Yixian Peak, Zhang Lu Yan Chu opened his mouth again and smiled: "Yujiao Peak Jianxiu, Yu Lin leads the sword."
A sword light lit up from the rainy foot peak, swiftly rushing, and went straight to the entrance of Zushan Mountain.
This young Jianxiu who stood at the gate of the mountain had a long robe with jade belt, a wooden hairpin on his head, and a face like a crown jade. He was the Golden Core Sword Immortal, Yulin, the master of Yujiao Peak.
Standing outside the mountain gate intentionally or unintentionally, Yu Lin smiled at the back figure who was climbing up the stairs and said, "Liu Xianyang, please turn around and go down the mountain."
Liu Xianyang turned his head, kept walking, and twitched the corner of his mouth, "Like to talk in sleep? Then lie down."
There was a plop.
Yu Lu, the young Golden Core Sword Fairy, just tilted his head and fell to the ground.
Liu Xianyang didn't even look at the guy lying on the ground behind him. As he continued to climb higher, he smiled and said, "Add one more sentence here."
"Today, under Yupu, I don't count as taking a sword from me. Whether it's Jin Dan or Yuan Ying, you can come as many as you like."
The monks of Zhengyang Mountain's peaks were dumb again.
I thought it was absurd before. Someone dared to ask Jian Zhengyang Mountain today. This time I felt it was incredible. When this person really asked Jian Zhengyang Mountain, he "worked hard" to win a sword repairer from the Dragon Gate realm. What kind of feat, but what's the matter with that Yulu who has already peaked? If you say it's the Golden Core Sword Immortal
, It is the leading sword and then letting the sword, but there are so many ways to let the sword in the world? Falling to the ground and pretending to be dead without a sword?
The front line peak stopped at the sword pavilion, and several old sword immortals including the lord Zhuhuang finally became serious.
Even the old ancestor who moved to the mountain couldn't help frowning, and almost went to the foot of the mountain to give a punch, but was dissuaded by the Emperor Bamboo and said that the next sword pick up was not his close disciple Wu of the mountain master. Tijing is the pair of Xuefeng Yuanbai who still kept a Nascent Soul Realm.
If you accidentally lose again and Zhengyangshan loses three games in a row, let's talk about it again.
The so-called reconsideration, it is no longer the personal grudge between Liu Xianyang and Zhengyangshan, but there is no room for maneuver, such as killing Liu Xianyang first, and then Zhengyangshan will pay back to Longquan Jianzong, and the Emperor of Bamboo will meet Master Shu Xia Yuancui, together with all the Sword Immortals of the Yuanying Stage, asked the sword Xiushan together. Or detain the half-dead Liu Xianyang in the mountain, waiting for Ruan Qiong to come forward to apologize, and throw Liu Xianyang's body toward the foot of the mountain with enough sincerity.
But what if Ruan Qiong is not sincere enough? Let Longquan Jianzong become the second Fenglei Garden.
The white-clothed old ape sneered: "Whether I am Wu Tijing or Yuan Bai, I will go down the mountain later, take one of the legs of the kid, and return to the Sword Pavilion."
The Emperor Bamboo smiled and nodded, "Yuan Zhufeng has the final say."
Zhengyang Mountain just had no reason to deal with Longquan Jianzong. Today, Liu Xianyang had a big disturbance, which was the best reason.
Xia Yuancui said something in his heart.
The Emperor Bamboo nodded slightly, changed his mind temporarily, and personally sent a letter to Xiaogushan with a flying sword.
Zhang Lv Yan Chu never announced his identity again, but soon there was a sword immortal with a new face who rushed to Zu Mountain from the Juanlu Peak.
It was a woman with a good face and a sword repairer. She was dressed in night clothes, and she was neat and clean, carrying a scabbard sword on her back.
Chen Pingan left the Yunlou before, sneaked all the way, slightly detoured, and quietly appeared at the foot of the back Jianfeng, standing beside a stream, twisting out a golden mountain sign, confirming the restriction and spreading it out With a light fist with the palm of your hand, the mountain broke through the formation in an instant. After stepping into it, the left hand puts the mountain talisman into the sleeve, and the right hand twists a snow mud talisman, and then uses the natal water method, the water mist rises, in an instant, Qingshan Dissipate, return to peace, without any spiritual ripples.
After waiting for the parade to quickly pass by, Chen Ping'an did not remove the slush talisman, and began to climb slowly, strolling leisurely in the courtyard, just ascending all the way up silently.
As for Liu Xianyang's Wenjian, Chen Pingan was not worried.
Then we'll be busy.
Just meet at the frontline Fengzu Shitang.
The guest Qing on the mountain is divided into registered and anonymous, and the immortal master is enshrined. In fact, the same is true. The reason is very simple. Many grievances on the mountain require someone to do some dirty work without telling the truth. The shot will not be glorious. Zhengyangshan There is such a behind-the-scenes worship, and the identity is extremely concealed. Most members of the Patriarchate who have seats in the frontline peaks are the same only knowing that there are so many important people in their mountains, but they still don't know who they are.
Like Chen Pingan, he didn’t have the ability to find out the specific identity of the other party. He only knew that among the old ten peaks of Zhengyang Mountain, there were at least two secret worshippers behind the scenes. One of them was on the Xiaogu Mountain on the Juanlu Peak, nicknamed Tianyouweng. , The other is on this back Jianfeng, nicknamed Zhi Lin Old.
Chen Ping’an didn’t feel that there were such people on a mountain. There was nothing wrong with it. He just found out that these two shadows are generally invisible, and every time they go down the mountain, they will definitely cut the roots. At every turn, the door is destroyed, the so-called chickens and dogs do not stay, it is really that literal, beheading on the mountain, no trace, the family under the mountain, all together, leaving no trace of trouble.
It's no wonder that the old beast, who was once in the small town, could have the confidence to speak that bold and dry language.
Zhengyang Mountain opened its doors for 2,600 years, with grievances and grievances.
Chen Ping'an looked around and kept walking, only a little disappointed.
The old Zhilin, who was used to doing dirty work, didn't even notice himself.
Generally speaking, a mountain monk who can do this kind of activity must be proficient in hiding and stealing, being good at detecting subtle movements, and protecting his life.
Does his mother need Laozi to beat the gongs and drums to climb the mountain before he knows how to welcome guests? My disciple Guo Zhujiu is not in Haoran, so he can't borrow gongs and drums.
Earlier on a mountain called Pianju Peak, there was a respected old ancestor from a foreign country. It was not too big to watch the excitement, and it didn't matter whether he would be hated by Pianju Peak. The old monk stood on the edge of the mountain cliff, waving his hands to gather clouds. , A mirror flower, water and moon fairy method appeared out of thin air, so that the vulgar son in the peak would not miss the turmoil on the Zu Mountain in vain.
The owner of this peak is one of the three female ancestors of Zhengyang Mountain. The other two are Qiongzhifeng Lengqi, a Jindan Jianxiu, and the dogwood Fengtianwan who is in charge of the landscape diaries and the mirror flowers. In other words, it’s the same female peak owner, who always looked down on Qiongzhifeng, who would only hide on the mountain to enjoy the blessings. Qiongzhifeng would look down on where the bird would not stand. In the end, Tian Wan didn’t dare to look down on anyone. Smiley face is kind. Because Pianju Peak is the same as Boyun Peak, where sword repairs in the mountains and the downhill experience place are fierce battlefields like Old Dragon City.
Most of the people who stayed on this peak of Zhengyang Mountain are the emperors and generals of the dynasty and vassal under the mountain. For example, the monarch of Shihao Kingdom, Han Jingling, rested here, but the national power was weak, so he arranged a remote small country for the monarch of the small country. In the house, although there are mostly female practitioners on Pianju Peak, the sword repairmen in the mountains are extremely murderous, regardless of men and women. Zhengyang Mountain has arranged this way and handed a lot of mountain giants to Pianjufeng, which has its own profound meaning.
The people who were going to take the Fu Zhou to the first-line peaks to congratulate each other stopped and stayed in the mountains, or left the house, looking at the landscape painting, they talked for a while.
"Who?"
"I don't know, I haven't heard the name."
"It's Liu Xianyang of the Longquan Sword Sect in Dayi. He has no reputation. It's normal to have never heard of it."
"Remember, it's the brother of Xie Ling."
"I am currently a little disciple of Saint Ruan, but I am definitely not a disciple of Guanmen."
The fairy family on the mountain, especially the Zongzitou sect, the most interesting and cheating character is not actually the disciple of a certain suzerain or ancestor, but the closed disciple. This person must be surprised and brilliant. Only then is qualified to "let the master take the mountain and close the door for the martial art", just like the gate of the market under the mountain, the Yaoer at the home of Yinshiren must be loved.
The enshrined immortals who had a rough understanding of the Longquan Sword Sect began to be very interested, and introduced him to the monarchs, ministers, and descendants around him.
Liu Xianyang, a native of the old Lizhu Dongtian, got the moon near the water tower and was extremely lucky to become the direct disciple of Ruan Qiong of the Jianzong Sect of Longquan. Liu Xianyang is the first-generation disciple, the one with the lowest generation, and his name was incorporated into the Jinyu of Shenxiu Mountain at the latest. Genealogy. It seems that when I was young, I traveled across continents and studied for many years at the Tanru Chen School in Nanpo Suozhou.
The reputation is far inferior to those of his senior brothers and sisters, the senior brother Dong Gu, who is already in the Yuan Ying realm. Although they are not Jian Xiu, they are highly regarded by Ruan Qiong and abbot of the sect for many years.
Jin Danjian repaired Xu Xiaoqiao, the earliest Fengxue Temple sword repair, committed a big mistake, was removed from the Fengxue Temple genealogy, followed Ruan Qiong's practice, and eventually became one of the descendants.
As for Xie Ling, he is a well-known cultivator genius in the mountains of Yizhou, and he is also the descendant of Xieshi, the heavenly monarch of Luzhou in the north.
Among the disciples of Ruan Qiong, this young man born in Tao Ye Alley is the most famous in Baopingzhou Mountain and the best practice aptitude. He is regarded as the only candidate for the next lord of Longquan Jianzong.
Someone couldn't help asking, "Then is Liu Xianyang swordsman? What is his realm?"
As a result, everyone was at a loss. Even the old immortal master who had dealt with Longquan Jianzong did not know the truth. After all, in the legend of Saint Ruan, the great disciple Dong Gu was not a sword repairer.
"Why do you have to ask Zhengyang Mountain for the sword? And I made a special trip to choose today, is this Liu Xianyang and Zhengyang Mountain have a life and death feud?"
Still no one knows the inside story.
But since Liu Xianyang threatened to ask the sword, it was undoubtedly the sword repair.
It's just that no matter how high the realm is, how high can it go. After all, Liu Xianyang is not one of the ten young people and ten candidates in Aquarius.
Some old immortal masters who are mature and respectful, think about higher and more long-term, and will not be full of killings.
"Zhengyang Mountain has been planning for a long time. The next clan chose the old Zhu Ying, and he was very particular about it. It was clear that he wanted to compete with the Longquan Jianzong for the top spot in Baopingzhou's kendo sect."
Some grudges are normal. For example, a young genius like Yu Lu, who had been practicing in Shenxiu Mountain for many years earlier, came to Zhengyang Mountain inexplicably.
"Anyway, this guy is so bold."
"What's the use of courage? Being chopped half to death by a sword fairy in the mountain will be a joke on a continent, and will no longer have the face to travel down the mountain in the future. It will also involve the teacher's gate and challenge Zhengyang Mountain to some grievances on the mountain. Understand, it's a young man, he can't do things with his brain, it's too impulsive and unwise.
"Is it a personal grievance between young people, arrogant, or?"
This person is half talking. Because the remaining words should not be said directly. Or is it Ruan Qiong's intention?
A monk of the upper five realms, a sage of the military, his family is the Snow Wind Temple, and the most famous swordsmith in Aquarius.
What's more, Ruan Qiong also has a prominent title dedicated to the chief of Dali. Therefore, Ruan Qiong's every move will be extremely involved.
When he reached the gate of Zushan Mountain and confronted the Longmen Realm woman Jian Xiu, Liu Xianyang saw that he could only parry.
Some people wondered, "That's it?"
Someone joked on the side, "Is this guy's courage and tone much higher than his realm?"
So when the first questioning sword led the sword is over, not only the Pianqi Peak, but the other peaks, all have Fuzhou re-launched to the first-line peak, which is probably nothing to see.
Then when the Yujiao Peak fell to sleep, the Fuzhou ferry returned to the peaks and continued to watch Jinghua Shuiyue. After all, it would be too much to hover the ferry on the front line of the peak to watch the excitement up close.
A young genealogy cultivator said for no reason, "Why do you think we are a little bit Beiju Luzhou?"
As soon as this statement came out, it echoed a lot.
On the steps of the main road of Zushan Mountain, Liu Xianyang stopped, turned his head and looked around, and smiled.
He saw a woman Jian Xiu who had never seen a scene before.
It looks like a hidden but extremely powerful Sword Fairy of Yuan Ying?
If you shouldn't show up, it's better to hand the sword far away.
Before the two sides asked the sword, the white-clothed old ape laughed and said, "Liu Xianyang, is it for your deceased ancestor of the Liu family to confess your mistakes with Zhengyang Mountain and admit your ancestor?"
Liu Xianyang rubbed his cheeks and ignored it. Because of such things as swearing, Chen Ping'an, a bad guy, is better at it.
On the back of the sword peak, that really bad blue shirt, with his hands folded, looked at the ancient sword that was inserted diagonally on the top of the mountain.
A rickety old man climbed slowly and grinned hoarsely: "You little baby, this is not a good place to be in a hurry."
Chen Ping’an turned his head and looked at it. He was a ghost but not a cultivator, and then laughed,
No wonder, the old man is not a sword fairy, but a martial artist of nine realms. Or the grandchildren who have moved to the mountain to learn boxing for many years? Seniors are right. Feng Shui is not good here, and it is not suitable for reincarnation. It will be difficult to be a man in the next life."
The nickname of the old man Zhi Lin consecrated, squinted his eyes and smiled, "Where is the young man, such a talking, rare and rare, like to like, wait for your boy's head to be turned off, and chat with the old man for a few years. The mountains are lonely. , In order to thank you for this young generation, the soul lighting is avoided."
Chen Ping An raised a foot, stepped on the hilt of the long sword, and said with a smile: "We are both night tourists. We ran into ghosts halfway through each. For the sake of being half a fellow man, I will give you one. Feijian spreads a letter to the opportunity to rescue soldiers."
The old ghost chuckled, "Listen to the tone, it's not a small vengeance with Yuan Zhenye? Now the young people outside the mountain, after a few days of fisting, are they so capable?"
Chen Ping'an tweeted: "I'm so daring, I dare to call his name directly, I have to call the ancestor of the mountain."
The old ghost rubbed his hands and said: "Well, I will chat with you in the future. I will definitely relieve my boredom. The last name is very famous. The old man will not kill the nameless ghost."
The blue shirt lightly kicked, stepped on the long sword, and smiled: "It's from a small place, the name is not worth mentioning."
The old man stepped forward and handed out a fist, but Chen Ping'an reached out his hand and held his fist. The ghost of the Nine Realm Wufu immediately retreated when he saw that he couldn't make a single blow.
Afterwards, the figure was ghostly, surrounded by the blue shirt, handing his fists non-stop, blinking his eyes, and making more than a hundred punches. The punches can kill the golden core on the mountain.
Wearing a blue shirt, he just stood in place, with one hand down, and blocked the opponent's fists with his right hand.
When the last punch was delivered, the old man Zhi Lin took advantage of the momentum and pulled out a talisman from his sleeve. He must stay away from the back sword peak. This uninvited guest, the dog day, turned out to be the end of a young appearance. Takeo!
The back of his neck was cold, and he was caught by the man with one hand, fell to the ground, and slammed his middle back with one foot, breaking and breaking on the spot. The old ghost was forced to disperse his soul and was smashed by a sleeve.
Both sides of the questioning box have already separated life and death, but they don't seem to know the name of the other side.
Chen Ping'an stomped his foot, and the long sword on the ground not far away bounced. When Yu Feng traveled far away, he held it in his hand and headed to Yi Xian Feng Zu Shi Tang.
In the end, he followed a path to the top of the "Sword Dao", and his figure fell on the sword top square. The sword energy around the mountain seemed to be deaf and dumb, and it seemed that he hadn't noticed any outsiders breaking into it. Anyway, Chen Pingan went straight to the ancestor. The door of the hall.
A female practitioner from Huamufang, who was the first to spot the man, was dumbfounded for a while, and then asked softly: "Are you?"
All the female cultivators saw that in addition to the back sword in the blue shirt, they also carried a sword in their hands at will, turned their heads and smiled: "Guest."