Chapter 44: Excalibur and Magic Sword

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Lu Qingshan nodded his head to express gratitude to Li Zhao.
Li Zhao smiled slightly, and the whole person turned into smoke and slowly dispersed.
Looking at the mountain road that still couldn't see the end, Lu Qingshan didn't say a word, took a step forward, and then moved forward.
Unsurprisingly, there was another roar in his consciousness.
Immediately, the sky is spinning.
Before the consciousness is completely blank.
What will the level this time be like?
Lu Qingshan thought so.
...
On the top of the mountain.
The figure of Li Zhao appeared beside the middle-aged Confucian scholar.
"Prisoner." Li Zhao respectfully said to the middle-aged Confucian scholar.
Prisoner Huang Quan nodded slightly and looked at Lu Qingshan, who was still walking on the mountain path, suddenly asked: "Do you think he can pass Yan Qingfeng's questioning state of mind?"
"Yes." Li Zhao firmly said.
A look of surprise appeared on the face of the scholar, "So sure?"
Li Zhaogong said: "Although I am not a true swordsman, I cannot comment too much.
But his temperament is exactly the same as my master.
Therefore, in my heart, he is already the best sword repairer. "
His master is the most romantic in Zhao country and the first sword in the world.
"Your Excellency is honorable, I am just an unreincarnated soul, and I dare not surpass it, but if I say, he can climb to the top of the mountain at this moment without any other test."
Prisoner Huang Quan thoughtfully, a divine light flashed in his eyes, "Then look at it."
.............
A black roof made of thatch and mud.
Yan Qingfeng opened his eyes.
He is an ordinary teenager in a small village under Qingyun Mountain.
There is a Qingyun Gate on Qingyun Mountain, which is a sword repair gate.
Occasionally, the gods and swords in it can be seen turning into streamer, leaving the mountain.
Between Yujian Heaven and Earth.
For the teenager, what a longing and yearning thing.
Yan Qingfeng knew that he liked swords.
Today is the day when Qingyunmen recruits disciples every ten years.
The clouds and mist that had pervaded Qingyun Mountain in the past have long since dispersed.
Yan Qingfeng followed the mountain path step by step up the mountain.
The one up is Qingyun Mountain.
In the open space in front of the huge hall, a middle-aged man in black clothes, a bone of immortality.
In the open space, there were nearly a thousand juveniles under the age of twelve, including Yan Qingfeng.
Cultivation is the first priority of spiritual root talent, even the sword repair sect.
The first step of the entry assessment is to detect the spiritual root.
Those who have spiritual roots, choose one from a hundred.
One after another, hopeful children who climbed the mountain were shattered their dream of cultivating immortals.
Only a few lucky ones can enter the fairy gate.
It is a pity that Yan Qingfeng is not one of the lucky few.
But he didn't want to give up.
He knelt at the foot of Qingyunmen Mountain for three days and three nights.
In the end, the six elders of Qingyunmen expressed their sincerity and made an exception to accept him.
On the second day, a group of children without spiritual roots knelt under Qingyun Mountain.
Yan Qingfeng, who was exceptionally admitted to Qingyunmen, had a very low status.
Because the spiritual roots are not obvious, the progress of the practice is even worse.
In the first three months, he couldn't even draw aura into his body.
This caused many people in the door to criticize the Six Elders who received the introduction of Yan Qingfeng.
Although the spiritual roots are not obvious, Yan Qingfeng's talent for kendo is far beyond ordinary people.
He occasionally saw Elder Chuanyi practicing swordsmanship among his disciples.
Qingyun Jian Jue.
Only those who have attained the third level of Qi refining or above can practice.
And he, who has been in the field for three years, has not yet reached the first level of Qi Refining, and is regarded as a shameful shame from the Qingyun Sect. Naturally, this Qingyun Sword Art is not qualified to learn.
He only saw the first style, Pingsha Luoyan.
Itchy, he took a wooden stick and practiced it in private.
Unexpectedly, different from the dullness when practicing the exercises, Pingsha Luoyan who had only hurriedly watched it, he would be extremely skillful the first time he performed it.
Pingsha Luoyan is only the starting move of Qingyun Jianjue, very ordinary, and its power is not obvious.
Yan Qingfeng only learned this style, so he could only practice it over and over again.
Practice a sword style a thousand times a day, ten thousand times, after a period of time, even the most common sword style will no longer be common.
What's more, Yan Qingfeng has an extraordinary talent for kendo.
After March, it was the Qingyunmen Sect Grand Competition.
The young disciples must go up and down, and let the elders of the school accept the disciples' practice results over the years.
Those who perform well will be rewarded.
But this year's martial arts competition has a different meaning.
Because a new rule has been added.
The last person will be deposed as a disciple of Qingyunmen.
Everyone knows that this rule is for Yan Qingfeng.
Yan Qingfeng also knew.
He did not speak, and it was useless.
If people are light-hearted, who cares about his opinions?
Depressed in his heart, he practiced Pingsha Luoyan under the moon.
Only by practicing sword can you relieve your worries.
Only this night, he heard a strange call.
After hesitating for a moment, Yan Qingfeng followed the call to find the past.
In the back mountains, pools, and rocks of different sizes and shapes, a black sword is inserted obliquely, the whole body is jet black, the sword body is immersed in the water, and only the hilt is exposed.
The moment he approached the water pool, the gravel shot out, and the black sword rose, and the whole body was black and three feet long, the blade flashed with cold light, and a fierce gas rushed toward his face.
Like a monster.
But there was a faint black light flashing on it, and the calling sound from it seemed to be tempting Yan Qingfeng.
Thinking for a long time.
Yan Qingfeng gritted his teeth and grasped the hilt of the sword.
At the moment when he held the hilt of the sword, Yan Qingfeng clearly saw the terrifying picture contained in that terrible evil spirit.
There was a ocean, and countless corpses floated on it, and there were terrifying birds and crows singing.
A long bridge lay across the sea of ​​blood.
He is on this long bridge.
The sight is chilling.
Yan Qingfeng felt a sense of pressure, which made it hard for him to breathe.
He is like a drowning man, struggling with mission.
Not far in front of Yan Qingfeng, a terrifying beast that looked like an evil ghost suddenly appeared, and roared at him.
He subconsciously showed off the Pingsha Luoyan who had rehearsed many times.
A sword penetrated the throat of the beast of terror.
Blood splattered out and spilled on his body.
After that, he regained his clarity, and his clothes had been soaked with sweat.
Even more strange is that Yan Qingfeng felt all over his body sticky.
Looking closely, I found myself covered in blood.
But Yan Qingfeng discovered that his cultivation level had reached the fifth level of Qi Refining.
Looking at the long sword that Guanghua had dispersed in his hand, Yan Qingfeng understood that this sword must have made all of this.
But he also knew that this sword was most likely a monster.
After all, he had seen the strange scene of the sky full of blood and corpses.
Thought for a long time.
He thought of the ridicule of the seniors, the Six Elders who were criticized by the seniors because of him, and the new rule of the last elimination system.
He silently picked up the sword and jumped into the pool to wash away the blood on his body.
A few months later.
The Qingyunmen Grand Competition begins.
All Qingyunmen disciples gathered together.
Including him, the shame of the sect who only learned a style of Pingsha Luoyan.
In the first battle, Yan Qingfeng's opponent was Senior Brother Zhang Feng, who loves to mock him the most.
The cultivation base of the sixth qi refining layer.
Yan Qingfeng's sword passed through the gap, like an antelope with horns.
Everyone hasn't reacted yet, and the tip of the sword has reached Zhang Feng's throat.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Yan Qingfeng only used one sword, and the most inconspicuous Pingsha Luoyan defeated Zhang Feng.
In the next big match, Yan Qingfeng cleared all the way.
Pingsha falling wild goose.
Pingsha falling wild goose.
Pingsha falling wild goose.
With just one move, Yan Qingfeng reached the final arena.
In the final, Yan Qingfeng's opponent was Senior Brother Zongmen.
Yan Qingfeng, who had been ridiculed in the past, stood with a sword, with a sense of freedom and arrogance.
Jian Guang was three-pointers fast, killing intent in the light.
It was another move to Pingsha Luoyan, the big brother was defeated by his sword.
Yan Qingfeng became famous in a battle, all the ridicule disappeared, and endless praise was ushered in.
Everyone said that Yan Qingfeng's Pingsha falling geese was not the geese, but the sky blue luan.
Yan Qingfeng was not immersed in praise.
He knew that the sword in his hand was the source of everything, and the praise of these others was just water without a source.
Not to drink.
Yan Qingfeng named the sword he picked up by the water pool Demon Sword.
Because this sword is too devilish, every once in a while, it will pull him into the and onto the bridge.
If he can defeat the terrifying blood sea evil beast that appears in the bridge and break free from the blood sea hell, his cultivation level will be greatly improved.
At the same time, the evil beasts that appeared in the Hell of Blood became more and more terrifying, and their strength became stronger and stronger.
The difficulty for him to defeat these evil beasts is getting higher and higher.
With the ability of the Demon Sword, Yan Qingfeng's cultivation base advanced by leaps and bounds, and became the chief of the Qingyun Sect in one fell swoop, and represented the Qingyun Sect to participate in the once-a-hundred-year, thirty-six sect positioning battle.
In the battle of positioning, Yan Qingfeng was on the lookout and showed his sharp edge.
He drove all the way to the finals, but his opponent was the chief of the Langya sword pavilion, who was repaired to a level higher than him.
He was ultimately defeated by the chief sword of Langya sword pavilion.
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Fully conscious.
Lu Qingshan opened his eyes and looked around. There was a crowd of people, and everyone looked at him with a trace of awe.
In front of him was Jiang Xue, the chief disciple of Langya Sword Pavilion in fluttering clothes.
The complexion is like snow, clear and beautiful, like a fairy of nine days.
It is hard to imagine such a beautiful person in the world.
After a while, there was thunderous applause, and the mountains cried out with a tsunami.
Lu Qingshan Mingwu.
He became Yan Qingfeng who had just been defeated and ranked second.
The six elders in the audience looked at his face with a smile.
The second seat was already an unimaginable improvement for Qingyunmen, and he couldn't be more satisfied.
Because of the ranking of the thirty-six major sects, Qingyunmen ranks at the end.
The rankings of other sects also fluctuate frequently. Only the Langya sword pavilion, which has firmly occupied the position of the first sect in the world for thousands of years, is the most well-deserved sect.
Lost to Langya sword pavilion, normal.
"Quiet." Langya Sword Pavilion Master suddenly said loudly.
The crowd suddenly calmed down and looked at the first person in the cultivation world to see if he had anything to say.
Langya Sword Master leaped forward and landed on the ring, staring scorchingly at the magic sword in Lu Qingshan's hand.
"Where did Xiaoyou Yan get this sword?"
Lu Qingshan frowned slightly.
This is going to be on the big plot right away.
"Acquired from the clan." Lu Qingshan replied.
The Lord of Langya Sword smiled, and said: "You may not know the origin of this sword."
The words of Langya Sword Master immediately caused all the monks in the field to look at him.
"This sword is an ancient magic sword, named Quexie, a sword in the world.
But there is a sea of ​​blood hidden in the evil, and once the sword master of this sword holds this sword, he will be drawn into the demon world in the sword, facing the threat of the evil creature in the sea of ​​blood.
If he can successfully slay the evil things of the blood sea hell, the sword master can make great progress in cultivation.
But the strength of the blood sea evil creature will only get stronger and stronger, without end.
Once the sword master is defeated by the blood sea evil beast, he will be completely degraded, controlled by the sword, and become a shocking monster who only knows to kill.
Therefore, the person who holds this sword is for the demon repair.
Three thousand years ago, but Xie Xie became a sword master because of this, he perished and caused harm to the world.
My Langya sword pavilion struggled to suppress him, but I accidentally let this magic sword escape. "
"So," Langya Sword Master said gently: "In order to avoid the ultimate sinking of the little friend, I hope that the little friend can hand over this sword. My Langya sword pavilion will keep it under the Langya Mountain forever.
Of course, this is my little friend’s sword. It would seem that my Langya Sword Sect is too overbearing if you let you go so far. As compensation, I can call the shots and give my own Zhuxian Divine Sword to Young Friend Yan. What do you think? "
"Sect Master?!" Jiang Xue was surprised.
The monks in the audience also exclaimed.
Langya Sword Master waved his hand, "Little Friend Yan has a kendo talent, and he is worthy of the Zhuxian Divine Sword. Needless to say."
Zhuxian Divine Sword is the second divine sword of Langya Sword Pavilion besides Langya Sword.
It can also be called the second excalibur in the world.
Promise, that would be to exchange Quxie for a Second Excalibur in the world, and it would never lose.
If you don't change, you will face the danger of being eaten away by evil spirits, and you will have to bear the name of Demon Repair.
No matter how you look at this business, there is no hesitation.
Countless eyes gathered on Lu Qingshan at this time.
A mysterious and mysterious power suddenly enveloped Lu Qingshan at this time.
Lu Qingshan also felt this magical power.
The role of this force is also very simple. Every next choice made by Lu Qingshan is based on his heart's desire, rather than a "correct answer" written in order to pass the test and guess the wishes of the questioner.
"No." Lu Qingshan replied, shaking his head.
Everyone was in an uproar, and the Lord of Langya Sword was dark in his eyes, "Do you know that if you don't hand over the magic sword today, you will become a magic repair that everyone spurns, and you may be swallowed by the magic sword at any time."
"Whether I am a demon repairer or not is not determined by a sword." Lu Qingshan said.
Sword Master Langya's face was obscure, and he finally flicked his sleeves angrily and turned to leave.
Under the strange eyes of the monks, Lu Qingshan returned to Qingyunmen with the second place in the battle of positioning.
On Qingyun Mountain, Zongmen is close in front of you.
Lu Qingshan is about to enter the clan.
At this moment, all the pictures began to shatter and the scene changed drastically.
After a short while, Qingyun Mountain changed to Dai Mountain.
Lu Qingshan returns to Daishan Mountain Road.
In the illusion before him, the character played by Lu Qingshan, Yan Qingfeng.
"Ask your state of mind and guide it with your heart. When making any choice in it, no one can make a move against your heart." Yan Qingfeng looked at Lu Qingshan and said slowly: "So, deep in your heart, you just don't want to change your sword. It’s not a choice made just to pass this question."
"Just why? Why did you choose this way?" Yan Qingfeng frowned and wondered: "Why would you rather bear the reputation and identity of Demon Xiu?"
"What defines you is never the sword itself, but the way you use it." Lu Qingshan said.
Yan Qingfeng was stunned, and then the eyes were bright and colorful, and he murmured and repeated: "It is never the sword itself that defines you, but the way you use it."
"But the evil spirit drags you into the blood sea hell, and the situation of facing the blood sea evil beast is real.
The blood sea evil beast is indeed getting stronger and stronger, and you may lose to the next time and suffer the master bitter.
Can't you feel that fear? "Yan Qingfeng asked again.
"Fear does exist," Lu Qingshan nodded and said softly: "But escape is only one of the options."
Yan Qingfeng was stunned again, staring at Lu Qingshan's calm and beautiful face, and suddenly smiled with relief. The laughter hovered halfway up the mountain, "Wonderful! Lu Daoyou is really a wonderful person."
With a smile, Yan Qingfeng's laughter gradually became sad.
"It would be great if I had Daoyou Lu as firm as well." Yan Qingfeng said regretfully.
He waved his hand.
The picture reappears.
Still the Lord of the Langya Sword, and still the Divine Sword for the Magic Sword.
On one side is the demon cultivator that everyone shouts and beats, and there is the great horror of being devoured by the Lord at any time, and on the other side is the Second Excalibur in the world.
There is no reason for rejection.
Yan Qingfeng took the sword.
A hundred years later.
Yan Qingfeng became the master of Qingyunmen.
On the day he took over as the sovereign, Langya Sword Master launched a war of annexation against all the sects of the cultivation world with the mighty power.
Case after case, it is like siege the city.
In a blink of an eye, there are 36 cases and 34 cases have either surrendered or vanished.
Sword Master Langya entered that last sect alone.
Qingyun Gate.
Yan Qingfeng, who has become the Sect Master of Qingyunmen, confronted.
Just a sword.
Yan Qingfeng, who was invincible in the world, was defeated.
Yan Qingfeng looked at the dark sword in the hands of Langya Sword Master, and sneered: "To unify the cultivation world, Langya Sword Master is willing to serve the Demon Sword and become a Demon Cultivator."
Langya Sword Master looked at Yan Qingfeng calmly, and asked, "Who told you that but evil is a magic sword?"
Yan Qingfeng was stunned.
"The overall situation is settled, might as well tell you the truth." Langya Sword Master sneered, black mist shrouded, and scary scales gradually appeared on his face.
"Evil beast!" Yan Qingfeng exclaimed.
Langya Sword Master turned out to look like the evil beast in the blood sea hell.
"But evil, those who see the evil spirits will fall down. Among them, the suppression of the evil beasts of the world is the supreme divine sword. How can it be the magic sword?" Langya sword master Jie Jie said with a smile: "Back then, the evil sword presided over the suppression of the evil sword. Hell of blood sea, suppress all evil beasts into the sword.
Thousands of years later, the former Quxie Sword Master had passed away, and I was lucky enough to escape the suppression, so Quxie tried every possible means to suppress me again. "
"However, no matter how powerful the evil sword is, it is only a sword, unable to face the enemy independently, so it needs to find a new sword master.
It can endow the sword master with endless divine power, but in order to train the sword master, it will pull the sword master into the of blood and let the sword master accept the test.
Only those who pass the assessment can obtain the corresponding divine power.
The second leader of Quxie Sword, but Evil Wants to kill me, was killed by me, but before he died, he threw Quxie Sword Master out.
But Xiefei flees thousands of miles, and I can't chase it.
Later, I turned into a human race, in charge of the Langya sword pavilion, and I was still unable to find evil for thousands of years. "
"And you, you are the third sword master that But Xie has come to see." Langya Sword Master sneered: "It's just that it won't be unexpected. His own sword master will be because of the name of the magic sword I fabricated out of thin air. Choose to abandon it?"
Yan Qingfeng was struck by lightning.
Langya Sword Master attacked again: "But evil is not a magic sword, but the sword in your hand is a real magic sword."
Yan Qingfeng was startled slightly, looking at the brilliant sword in his hand.
Zhuxian Shenjian.
"It's not killing demons, it's not killing demons, but Zhuxian," Langya Sword Master said lightly: "What else can Zhuxian's be a demon?
The Zhuxian Divine Sword has been placed in the Langya High Pavilion for thousands of years and no one is in charge, precisely because it is a magic sword. "
"Take the Evil God Sword and exchange it for the Zhuxian Demon Sword." Langya Sword Master sneered, "Stupid ~EbookFREE.me~ Langya Sword Master wielded another sword, the heaven and the earth disappeared suddenly, and Yan Qing died.
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"In the face of fear, I retreated, and in the face of temptation, my heart moved, but the Evil God Sword chose me, but I am not worthy of it." Yan Qingfeng laughed at himself.
"When it comes to this kind of ending, I take the blame, and I can't blame others.
I just hate myself for letting Quxie be ashamed, making him the sword master of Langya Sword for the world's curse, and causing evil beasts in the world. "
Yan Qingfeng sighed, and also turned his body sideways, letting out the narrow hill road behind him that could already see the top of Daishan Mountain.
He glanced at Lu Qingshan and said meaningfully: "A sword repair like yours is enough to be worthy of any divine sword."
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