Chapter 236: The sword stone under the mountain of king power (4000 words)

Qizhou has mountains, 100,000.
There is a river in Laoshan, surrounded by mountains, like a jade belt.
Among the mountains and rivers, there is a green peak rising from the ground, a cliff of thousands of heights, and a high sky, like a straight sword with a waterfall hanging above it.
山 This mountain is known as Jianshan, among which there is a villa.
The nickname is Wanjian Villa.
Qiqizhou is located in the southern area of ​​Dafeng. It is like spring all year round, and there is no cold current in the middle of winter.
Woohoo ~
It was heavy in the morning, especially in the mountains, and in the clouds and mists, the sound of the sword's blade broke through.
Before the Wanjian Mountain Villa, before an area of ​​clear water, an old man stood with his hands on his shoulders.
He wears a blue shirt, a long sword, a thin appearance and a tall figure, and the most striking thing is his hands, which are long and shiny.
名为 His name is Mu Qinghua. He is the second brother of Taibai Jian Mu Qingfeng on the weapon spectrum, and is also the nominal owner of Wanjian Villa.
Woohoo ~~~
Above the Han Lake, a little figure stepped out of the water to draw a sword, and the sword light cut through the water mist, showing the coldness.
The man was dressed in white, but he could not see it at the age of eleven or twelve. His sword light flowed smoothly but he had mastered the exquisite swordsmanship.
Woo!
A few moments before and after, the young man's body shook, ripples spread under his feet, and a few spots of water stepped onto the shore.
"Grandpa."
The young man's long sword came back into the sheath, and there was a hint of shame on his handsome face.
"Qingliu, how many years have you been practicing sword?"
Qi Mu Tsinghua stood with his hands in his hands and looked at his grandson lightly.
"Return to Grandpa, six years."
The teenager in white looks darker.
"My peers of Wanjianshanzhuang, you are the number one, but, just that, you can't take over your grandfather's mantle."
Qi Mu Tsinghua shook her head slightly.
少年 This boy is his grandson and the most talented disciple among the descendants of Wanjian Villa. At the age of eight, Xi Jian was able to defeat his two brothers who were more than fifteen years old.
Bian Tianzi's understanding is top-notch.
If you are not young, it is not appropriate to take Dan to practice Qi.
He is also one of Wan Jian Shan Zhuang, who is most likely to take over Mu Qingfeng's mantle.
Because of this, he spends an hour every month to point to his sword skills.
"Grandchild will work harder."
Xiao Mu's face was tense, her face was serious.
Many disciples of Wanwan Jianzhuang will pursue Taibaijian for his life, and he will be no exception.
非 "Not because you didn't work hard enough, but your father was too disciplined."
Qi Mu Tsinghua smiled and said:
"When your grandpa was as old as you, he ran and played in the mountains all day long, but at your young age, he practiced swordsmanship for eight hours every day. It was too hard.
He Mu's frivolous progress is in his eyes, but it may not be so good.
He was just that his son was too stubborn and couldn't say it himself.
"Grandpa, grandchildren like it."
Yan Mu's eyes are clear, like a sword in the water.
知道 "I know you work hard, just want to take over your grandpa, but you can't do it."
Qi Mu Tsinghua just waved his hand:
"Exactly, your uncle is going out, so you can go with him."
Yun Mu scratched his head lightly, although he did not want to go, he could not refuse.
I only agreed dumbly.
Xu Mu Tsinghua smiled slightly, and people had disappeared into the forest.
Before long, a white crane fell from the sky and landed in front of the clear water cold pool.
"Boss, come up!"
青年 A young swordsman beckoned:
"It's easy to mix up the opportunity to hang out, hurry up!"
"Second Brother!"
Yan Mu looked at the second brother Mu Liuliu, and he could only sigh, and got on the white crane.
Then I saw Bai He's back, there were many gift boxes, and I could smell a strong medicine fragrance:
"Second Brother, who are you going to give a gift to? It's so expensive ..."
哪里 "Where? Uncle Qi is going. I just follow him. Have you heard of the Gorefiend, alas, a royal monk? These things are a congratulations to him for the establishment of the school."
Xiu Mu took the younger brother to sit down and said:
"Hurry up, time is tight, Qi Shu is afraid that it has already gone far!"
Baihe has risen into the air.
"Royal Kings ..."
In the whirling wind, Mu murmured to himself.
In the past two years, few people in the rivers and lakes did not know An Qisheng, let alone a top gate like Wanjian Villa.
自然 He naturally heard the brothers talking about the name more than once.
Uh ...
Not only were the six martial arts demon lords, Wanjian Mountain Villa, Dalongmen, Baiyue Mountain Villa, Shinji Tao, Ji Shenzong, etc., all also moved by the wind, and everyone went to Fengzhou.
Witnessing the opening of the sect and the faction is also a symbol of the sect's status.
No, please come.
Otherwise, all other schools are here, but they haven't gone, aren't they without face?
What's more, the martial arts created by a figure of the Grand Master level, no matter whether or not they associate, are familiar with each other.
In fact, many residents of Nanliang City discovered it.
At the time of the heavy winter snow, the martial arts people coming and going suddenly increased, and the small Nanliang City was almost overcrowded for a long time.
Of course, the most lively is Yang Xiaotang.
"My obedient, this is going to be exhausting my little master! Running a hall is more tiring than running a horse to burn incense ..."
At the door of Yang Xiaotang, a little monk Liuming had already given birth to a layer of fluff, and he could not help vomiting his tongue.
In mid-winter and snowy days, he was just sweating.
If it wasn't for his slight effort, I'm afraid he would be paralyzed.
The tea pouring work at this end is not done by humans.
"God knows that the Taoist Master did not invite them. What do these people lick their faces for?"
Wu Liuming's heart was defamatory.
I just thought, he was a little sighed. Today is the day when the kingship opens the mountain gate, but the Taoist leader doesn't seem to accept himself as an apprentice.
Although he passed a trick to disperse, how can he be compared to getting started?
唳 ~~~
正 He was thinking, a loud crane whistle came from the sky, deafening.
Looking up, the level took a breath:
"Mother too! How big two cranes ..."
两只 The two giant cranes are two or three people tall, with white bodies, wings like sharp swords, and howling, passing by the wind.
Wu Liuming trot a few steps and looked up, and saw that on the back of the giant crane, there was also a young boy in white who was almost the same age as him looking down.
However, the giant crane flew extremely fast, and disappeared in an instant.
"Is this giant crane the white crane of Wanjian Mountain Villa?"
"I'm afraid! It is said that Wanjianshanzhuang has a lot of white cranes, and even knows human nature and can practice martial arts!"
"I said, the royal road is open, how could there be no martial arts! After all, it is the greatest master of the world!"
In the southern Liangcheng city, people's voices were uproar. I don't know how many people in the martial arts could see this white crane, and naturally someone recognized the origin.
Although few people walk in rivers and lakes, the Wanwan Sword Villa is quite famous, with white swords and swords, and a personable personality, which is much better than those of the great monks in Huangjue Temple.
"Liu Ming! Liu Ming, where is your kid?"
A call came from the Yang Xiaoxiao Church.
Wu Liuming ran out of town from a smoky sky.
Wu Tieshan shook his head when he saw this. He could see that An Qisheng looked at the young monk quite differently, but he didn't seem to accept him as an apprentice.
I do not know why.
The same thing, there is the little guy named Sun En.
"The land of the royal monarch is just such a small hill?"
Above the giant crane, Mu Fengliu looked at the edge of the distant snow-capped mountains, and the little humble hill was slightly surprised.
For tens of thousands of years since ancient times, no matter at any time, in any dynasty, the great master of the veins has the most respect for the existence of the prince.
Although the Taoist monarch does not seem to have formed a vein, where do the people in the rivers and lakes only look at the realm? Being able to kill four masters of the veins in succession, even if he is a person without internal strength, will not affect his status at all.
Even though most famous mountains and rivers in the world are occupied, but such existence exists, everything is arbitrary. As long as the voice is to occupy that mountain, no matter whether it is the martial arts of the lakes or the court, or even the original owner, they will never say a word. .
But this monarch is just looking for such a hill.
或许 "Perhaps this royal man is unwilling to occupy the gates of others for no reason?"
Yun Mu guessed lightly.
For tens of thousands of years, most famous mountains with good feng shui have been occupied by people, and few have no land.
"This killer is so great, where do you care about other people's views?"
Wu Mu's romantic smile seemed to be too naive:
"Qingliu, you are the third master of my Wanjianshanzhuang, the person who is most likely to take over the grandfather's mantle, must not be so naive."
What did Mu Mu want to say, and suddenly heard a loud roar.
Howl ~~~
The mighty roar of a cow and a tiger resounded through the sky.
Between the mountains and the mountains, the air roared, and a behemoth that meandered more than ten feet rose into the sky, breaking through the heavy clouds and exploring the snow.
There was a howling sound, and the sound shook for a hundred miles.
After a few tens of miles, Baihe has already made a scream of a scream, almost upside down.
Horrified Mu Fengliu pale, holding his brother in his arms.
"Go on, go on!"
The magpie was a light stream. Although I was stunned by the embarrassment, I was keenly aware that the embarrassment was not malicious, and it seemed that I did not want to let them fly by.
I immediately slapped the giant crane on the back and let him fall.
He was not far away, and the middle-aged swordsman with his hand on Bai He's back, slightly frowning, also gave a flick to let Bai He land.
虽然 Although they have never seen this greeting, they also know that this greeting is one of the mounts of the monarch.
Woohoo ~~~
When the air flow was turbulent, the giant crane landed.
"But more than ten miles, let's walk over."
The middle-aged swordsman glanced at the two nephews.
Qian Mu gently nodded again and again.
But let them drive, these two white cranes can't move forward. The three helpless, they can only let them go.
Soon after walking, he reached Wangquan Mountain.
After two gazebos, the straight stairs lead directly to the top of the mountain, without any fancy, simply making the three of them incredible.
"Where can I leave my sword when I walk the rivers and lakes?"
"Yeah! My long sword costs 3,000 silver, and cold iron is more important than my life. How can I give it to you at will?"
"We come to congratulate, there is no malicious ..."
At this moment, there were many martial arts people in the mountains gathered with swords and swords, and they were chatting with a few disciples on duty, which was a bit confusing.
The glances at Qiu Muliu and Mu Qingliu were a little surprised.
For the people of Kaisuo, the sword is no different from the hands and feet. Few ancestors require the sword to leave their hands.
For example, their Wanjian Shanzhuang, let them unravel the sword, it is tantamount to provocation.
Because of this, the news that the court wanted to receive swordsmen from the world would cause so much dissatisfaction among the martial arts.
Without a sword, for many people who are known for their weapons, it is like a tiger without teeth. How can this be tolerated?
"Muhanfeng hero of Wanjian Villa!"
"Wanjian Villa is here!"
"Mu hero!"
As the three approached, some people exclaimed and recognized the middle-aged swordsman. Many people even greeted them.
Many people are also curious. Wanjian Villa has never been away from the sword. What should I do in the face of this sword?
Wu Muhan nodded slightly to the crowd.
Liaobu spontaneously gave way to the pavilion before the crowd.
Before the Liangliang Pavilion, there was a black stone inlaid deep under the ground, and there were only three large characters ‘Jiejian Stone’ on it.
At this time, several people were looking at it before the stele.
He is Zhao Changlin of the Supreme Divine Sect, Mr. Lan Da from the moon worship village, the assimilation of the golden dragon gate, and Yuan Baifei from the true religion.
"Brother Mu!"
A few people saw Mu Hanfeng, all slightly arched.
Qi Mu Hanfeng also sent gifts one by one, and then, the light fell on the stone monument.
Zhao Changlin didn't care, but was curious about his reaction.
"Jiejian Stone?"
There was a ripple in the depths of his eyes.
He only felt that the three large characters above the stone monument were plain, but his eyes flickered, but it seemed that he saw a quaint road platform and a dark red trowel in the stone monument.
He is actually an extremely arrogant and has already given birth to spiritual martial arts.
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Once this mark is excited, I ’m afraid it ’s the equivalent of that kingly Taoist who hits with his hand, and with his strength, I ’m afraid that no one will take it.
Yun Muhan peaked this thought.
Zhao Changlin and others were afraid that they also discovered this. The reason why they didn't go uphill late was that they were not waiting for themselves.
He sneered in his heart, suddenly holding the sword with his backhand.
Purr ~
The air below Laoshan Gate was suddenly quiet.
Xia Yimen's disciples, who picked up the guests for generations, looked tight, and couldn't help but want to stop them.
I did not want to, Mu Hanfeng directly backed up the long sword with a sheath.
"Master Mu?"
这 "Here, does this release the sabre?"
All the people present were uproar.
I did not expect that the first one to solve the sword was actually a master of Wanjian Villa.
The disciples of that chivalrous gate also stunned, and did not dare to reach out to receive the sword.
They have n’t been walking the rivers and lakes for a short time. How can they not know who is in front of them?
The people at the Wanjian Shuangzhuang do not like others to touch their swords.
"Hoo!"
Jian Muhan saw his arms faltering when he saw that he was slow to pick up the sword.
I saw the air roaring, and the long sword had been sheathed in the opposite mountain.
"You are invited!"
Xu Mu Hanfeng waved his sleeve robe and stepped up the steps.
Mu Fengli and Mu Qingliu face each other, a gritted teeth, but also untie the sword, and climbed away with a gift.