Chapter 109: North and South, but one thing

Ye Shengge’s going up the mountain was an unexpected thing, but since this Dao species made up his mind to go up the mountain, Jianshan naturally couldn’t sit idly by. It’s just that although Ye Shengge was a Dao species, he was also a younger generation. The two Chaomu Realm swordsmen at the foot of Jianshan stopped her, obviously unrealistic, but now Jianshan only has two young men, Li Fuyao and Wu Shanhe. Li Fuyao has not been practicing swords for a long time. It was destined to be unable to stop Ye Shengge, so the task of blocking Ye Shengge up the mountain naturally fell on the head of Wushan River. This man has broken through the sword aura realm not long ago and has come to the Qingsi realm. He has the ability to reconcile Taiqing. Ye Shengge, the Taoist species in the realm, fought, so when Ye Shengge appeared on the mountain road, he took the brunt of Wu Shanhe's sword.
This young man who has been thrown into the sword tomb for many years, although he has a lively temperament, is not the most suitable temperament for swordsmanship, but after being trained by the ancestors on the mountain, he is now considered good, and the sword tomb is actually quite good. It is the most suitable place to temper the sword's heart. After Wu Shanhe was thrown in several times, it was of great benefit to the realm, far more fortunate than the average swordsman.
Therefore, the first sword he produced, no matter who he looked at, was actually one of the few masters in the Blue Silk Realm, regardless of the sword energy and sword intent.
It's just that with this sword, what he met was not someone else, but the Ye Shengge who didn't know how many magical weapons he had.
She responded to this sword without dodge or dodge. She just opened the oiled paper umbrella that she had picked up from the Yuwushan disciple. This was originally called the Heavenly Umbrella but has now been renamed Peach Blossom. It's not just that it can isolate the contact with the outside world. To be honest, this umbrella itself is an extremely extraordinary magic weapon, and its greatest function is to protect oneself.
So after the meteoric sword pierced the umbrella surface, the umbrella surface just seemed to be thrown into the lake by a stone, causing some ripples and wrinkles, and then it quickly recovered as before, and the sword declared nothing. Work.
Wu Shanhe frowned, and then handed out a sword after a while, but Ye Shengge still didn't make a move, and only responded with the umbrella. This sword brought the wind, and when it rolled towards Ye Shengge, the umbrella surface would always appear in the established. On the trajectory of, stopped this sword for this Taoist species.
Wu Shanhe twitched his mouth. He has been on Jianshan for more than ten years. He actually didn’t know much about the outside world. He has never seen this kind of Taoism. He has never seen it with his own eyes. Face, originally wanted to see how powerful she was. Even if he was defeated by then, he would be considered worthy of a few swords. But now, that Dao-seed doesn’t dodge or dodge, and doesn’t make a move. But he Wu Shanhe just couldn't help it.
This made Wu Shanhe, who has always been a genius, a little frustrated.
Ye Shengge held this peach blossom umbrella and looked at the green-faced swordsman in front of the mountain road. If she hadn't sent out the peach blossoms, she wouldn't mind a sword comparison with the sword mountain swordsman. Now that the peach blossom has been sent out for a peach blossom, she has no idea anymore, but she looked at both sides of the mountain road and felt that if some peach blossoms were planted on Jianshan, it would be more spectacular than the one from Shenxie Mountain.
Wu Shanhe walked a few steps forward and was about to hand out the third sword, but he was quickly dispelled by Ye Shengge's words, "If you pass another sword, I will definitely beat you into a pig."
And the key point is that after Ye Shengge said this sentence, he had put away the oil-paper umbrella, but took out a small-looking jade bowl.
Wu Shanhe swallowed his saliva and stood up with his sword, but still said, "You can't go up the mountain."
Ye Shengge didn't ask why, but really stopped, patted the dust on the white skirt, looked at Wu Shanhe, and said to himself: "It turns out that you can't see that written in the book on this mountain. Kind of swordsman."
Standing on the mountain road, Wu Shanhe looked at this already very famous Taoism, his expression unchanged, he just asked, "What do you mean by Liangxi, for us swordsmen?"
Ye Shengge tilted his head and thought about the description of the swordsman in the books he had read. After a long pause, he said: "What the book says, the swordsman of mountains and rivers, one sword is for one person, and when one sword comes out, you can Crack the sea."
Wu Shanhe felt a little absurd, and tentatively asked, "Is it because a sword is out of its sheath, the world changes color, and the sun and moon are dark?"
Ye Shengge turned his head and nodded.
Wu Shanhe smiled and said: "Even in the heyday of our pulse, we can't find many such swordsmen. Do you really think everyone is a sword fairy? In the past, you could find ten of them, even if it is not. Now there is only one left in the mountains and rivers."
Ye Shengge moved his lips and uttered three words, "Chao Qingqiu."
Although Wu Shanhe was a little displeased with Ye Shengge calling the sword fairy by name, he actually didn't open his mouth to say anything. He just asked, "What are you doing in Jianshan?"
"Let's see if you plant some peach blossoms on this mountain," Ye Shengge answered naturally this time.
This answer made Wu Shanhe feel like Liu Yibai in front of the ruined temple at the foot of Jianshan. This girl is really different.
It’s just that Liu Yibai didn’t intend to say these words in front of Ye Shengge, but Wu Shanhe was afraid of hurting the girl’s heart after saying them, but soon Wu Shanhe laughed at himself, this Taoist, Where is it so vulnerable?
Maybe she knew that Jianshan would definitely not let her go up, so Ye Shengge didn't think much any more, and dispelled the idea of ​​going up the mountain. He just said something for no reason, making Wu Shanhe look ugly.
"You swordsmen, now that you can't do a sword to open a mountain, why don't you refine a few more magical artifacts? It should be more convenient when fighting. Now you only have one sword. If you can't cut it, you can only be eager. Look, are you stupid?"
Wu Shanhe stared at Ye Shengge, very helpless, but he didn't have any thoughts to hand out the fourth sword. He just turned his head and didn't want to look at this Taoist species.
Ye Shengge didn't speak either, just turned around and went down the mountain.
In the distance, the old scholar looked at the situation, and suddenly smiled: "Naturally born Taoist, he is indeed a cultivator embryo. Shen Xieshan has gone through the great fortune. After hundreds of years, it may be the magnificent scene of the two people becoming holy. At that time, there will be a door in the world, where will anyone be able to wrestle with Shenxieshan?"

Li Fuyao got the well-known sword Xiaoxue from the master's uncle Xie Lu's family. He was a little uneasy, but Liu Yibai came a few times and said that it doesn't need to be the case. Xiaoxue had accompanied you on the hiking trail before. No longer unfamiliar, now that after Xie Lu sent it out, he only needs to be generous and warm to prevent Xiaoxue from being wronged. That is the best explanation for Xie Lu. As for other things, he is actually not so particular about it.
Li Fuyao calmed his nerves for a while. After pulling out the sheath of Xiaoxue, he brushed the sword slightly with his fingers, feeling the slight trembling of the sword body. Xiaoxue's sword body was white and beautiful, and he was regarded as a beauty in the sword. I have been reluctant to use qi and blood to establish a connection with the sword. Although this method will save a lot of time and avoid detours, according to Li Fuyao's temperament, I always feel that this method is too simple and rude, so I have been He didn't want to do this, so whether it was Qingsi or the current Xiaoxue, Li Fuyao had always treated it sincerely. Although it was a little troublesome, he always felt that there would be unexpected benefits in the future.
It's just that compared to the arrogance of the genius swordsman Bai Zhihan's Qingsi, this Xiaoxue is actually not as cold-tempered as Xie Lu's, and the response given is much more enthusiastic than Qingsi. Li Fuyao swept the sword patiently. After that, he wiped the body of the sword with a cloth strip, and finally put Xiaoxue into the sheath, put the two swords of Xiaoxue and Qingsi on his knees, began to meditate, and moved the Qi machine to swim through the meridians.
In the distance, in front of the ruined temple, Liu Yibai leaned against the door. Next to him was Xie Lu, who was still holding the sword, but this sword was replaced with a peach blossom.
Liu Yibai took a weed root in his mouth and sighed softly, "Just because of this kid's attitude towards the sword, I have reason to think he can go far in the future."
Xie Lu calmly asked, "I don't care about qualifications this time?"
Liu Yibai shook his head, "Qualification is still very important, but nowadays, maybe his path is different. In fact, our days are running out, so I don’t want to worry about anything, but I don’t have one in my life. What kind of apprentice, just such a nephew, I am still willing to watch him go far in the future, it is best to stand beside Chao Qingqiu one day."
Xie Lu dismantled the platform without hesitation and said, "You still don't want to send the weeds out."
Liu Yibai was a little annoyed: "What does this kid do with so many swords, open a blacksmith shop?"
Xie Lu was expressionless and shook his head.
Liu Yibai sighed and went to his waist to touch the wine gourd he had just made before. Since Xi Chunan died at the foot of the mountain, he has drunk a lot of wine these days, but the more he drinks, the brighter his eyes are. The more fierce.
If it weren't for Xie Lu, but the ancestor on the mountain, he might have praised Liu Yibai in my heart when he saw Liu Yibai like this. Now Liu Yibai is really at the pinnacle of personal kendo.
The mentality is not clear, but it can only rely on feelings.
Li Fuyao, who had received two swords and put them back in the sword case, placed the sword case behind him, and suddenly remembered one thing. Every swordsman in this world has one sword per person, but he is the only one with two handles. This is really not an alternative. ?
Before he could think deeply, he just turned his head and saw Ye Shengge coming from the mountain road over there.
The latter was dressed in a white dress, looking elegant and out of dust. After coming over, he ignored Li Fuyao, but paid attention to the peach blossom she had planted before. He just squatted down and watched for a long time without seeing why. I stood up, thought for a while, and asked Li Fuyao what famous mountains are there, what to eat, and where the most peach blossoms are.
Li Fuyao frowned, not willing to pay attention to this Taoist species.
Ye Shengge frowned and said, "You don't like me?"
This liking is naturally not that liking.
Li Fuyao did not speak, but suddenly thought, among the two swords, Qingsi fits him better. As for Xiaoxue, he is still a little awkward to use, but he can't always put it in the sword box. It is a pity to let the famous sword be dusted than the pearl.
Ye Shengge, who hadn't seen Li Fuyao's response for a long time, looked strange. She had originally made up her mind to go down the mountain today, but now she didn't want to go down the mountain anymore, just waiting for Master Liang Yi to go up the mountain.
So Ye Shengge took a few steps and meditated on the spot, not afraid that anyone on the mountain would throw a sword at her.
Li Fuyao didn't want to take a look. He went to the big bluestone in front of the ruined temple and found the teacher-uncle Liu Yibai. Liu Yibai passed the wine gourd and said with a smile: "This small Taoist species is still a teacher-uncle. I have seen the most pleasing Taoist priest in my life. A Taoist heart has never been polluted by the world. Needless to say, future achievements will definitely be staggering. As for whether I can cross the final threshold, God knows!"
Li Fuyao drank two sips of wine and smiled speechlessly. His current state is low, not to mention that he is facing this Taoist species. Even if he is a green locust, he has no power to fight back. In fact, even if he can’t get used to this There is no way for a Taoist kind.
Liu Yibai patted him on the shoulder, and comforted: "How long have you been practicing swords? For more than two years, the second stage is pretty good. This Taoist has cultivated since he was young for more than ten years, and he is only too clear. What are you in a hurry, go steadily, whether it’s a late bloomer or a sudden enlightenment, it’s possible, maybe you will be a sword fairy within a hundred years. Then you will walk the mountains and rivers again, you will be as cool as you are, but Don’t forget to follow Jianshan one or two."
Li Fu shook his head up with a big smile, and suddenly he said: "In fact, I know that Master Uncle, there must be a big disaster after Jianshan. Isn't Liu Shishu drinking these days worrying about it anymore?"
Liu Yibai said freely: "It's not a big deal. It's not that difficult. It's just that you and Xie Shishu don't want to live like this anymore, thinking about a different way of living."
Li Fuyao held back and did not ask what the method of living was, but nodded, and after a long sip of wine, he went to practice swords alone. Only Liu Yibai was leaning against the big blue stone and drinking alone.
This swordsman who had been fighting in the dunya looked at Li Fuyao's back and laughed: "No matter what your talent, your temperament, according to my Liu Yibai, is really good."
After a while, Liu Yibai had some worries in his eyes. Although he said that he was free, he couldn't help being worried in the end. He looked into the distance and prayed in a low voice: "Chao Jian Xian, don't take it seriously. Dead in the demon land, the swordsmen under this world can only have a place to shelter under your big tree. If your old man is really dead, the swordsmen under this world can even do lonely ghosts. It won't work."
With Liu Yibai's arrogant look, it seems that he didn't even care about swordsmanship before. No one knew that he was still very concerned about swordsman inheritance in his heart.

In the black sea of ​​the northern demon land, the war finally came to an end.
The sea was calm again.
As for who wins and who loses, obviously there is an end.
Chao Qingqiu, dressed in a white robe, walked out of the sea with countless pairs of bright or dark eyes and headed south alone.
Behind him, there are a lot of Demon Land monks who have climbed the stairs. After all, this Sword Fairy, even under the siege of the two Demon Land giants, can retreat with his whole body, but no one wants to believe that he is still flourishing. State, it is very likely that he was seriously injured.
But on the first day this sword fairy went south, no one dared to make a move.
It wasn't until Chao Qingqiu was approaching the junction of the northern demon land and the mountains and rivers that finally a monk who was a huge black tiger revealed his real body, but after a while, Chao Qingqiu cut the tiger down with a sword. head.
The huge body fell heavily in the mountains and forests, not knowing how many trees were broken.
But Chao Qingqiu didn't stop one step, after a sword, he continued to move south.
On the contrary, the demon cultivators who climbed the stairs behind him were frightened. How could this sword fairy be so powerful after a fight with two great demons, and he could kill the top cultivators who climbed the stairs with one sword?
At this moment, many monks couldn't help thinking about the current situation of the two giants before.
And on an isolated island in that black sea, two elderly people who had turned into two ordinary people looked at the south with indifferent expressions. One of them was slightly thin and had a broken arm, but he was slowly growing. Looks like, it won’t take long to return to the original state, and the other old man is not so lucky. There is a horrible wound on his chest that is deeply visible. It only takes half an inch to endanger the spiritual palace. You must know his true body. It's an old tortoise. The most proud thing is the hardness of his tortoise shell. But facing Chao Qingqiu, he still couldn't stop him. Even if he didn't have this tortoise shell, he might have already Death will not be like this.
The old man with a broken arm slowly spoke, and said that Gujing was silent, "Mr. Qingtian is on the coast, but he didn't make a move."
The latter smiled indifferently, "These juniors, like him, are still waiting and watching. If any one of the other three sages appears in this black ocean, Qing Tianjun will not hide it. Shot, but since it's Chao Qingqiu, everyone has scruples. Besides, the two of us and the sea couldn't stop Chao Qingqiu. Others dare not shoot. Actually, I expected it."
The old man with a broken arm looked down at the wound and suddenly sighed, "The killing power of Chao Qingqiu is not far from the original Sword Immortal Liuxiang. He hasn't stopped in these years. Before, keep going forward, in a dozen years or so, even if Liu Xiang is alive, there is nothing to do with him. We old men have no hope of stopping him. We only have to see if we demon can unearth an amazing The younger generation is qualified to fight him."

Ye Shengge stayed at the foot of the mountain. Jianshan knew about this, but no one cared about it. The ancestor Xu Ji heard what happened to Wu Shanhe on the mountain road. After a moment of silence, he let Wu Shanhe go to Jianzhong to practice sword again. The latter was lifeless and lifeless, just nodded, and asked a question solemnly, "Old ancestor, my Jianshan is really no one now?"
Xu Ji shook his head and said that there is still you.
Wu Shanhe looked lonely, but quickly regained his energy and went to Jian Tomb.
After Wu Shanhe left here, Xu Ji went to ask Jianping, where the old scholar was flipping through a book, somewhat listless.
Xu Ji sat beside the old Confucian student, looking calmly at the distant mountain.
The old scholar patted his head, "Xu Ji, Liang Yi went up the mountain, are you sure you haven't made a sword for so many years?"
This is one of the most frequently asked questions by old scholars these days, but Xu Ji didn't find it annoying, the old ancestor just smiled and shook his head.
The old scholar sighed, "Xu Ji, you are really going to die."
Xu Ji calmly replied: "It doesn't matter if you are going to die. It doesn't matter before or after. But now I feel more and more that Chao Jianxian will not die in the demon land. Since Chao Jianxian is not dead, Jianshan will not be so, at most I will die. That's it, what's the big deal."
The old scholar said angrily: "You are dead, who is looking at Jianshan for you, do you really think Chao Qingqiu will stay in Jianshan not leaving?"
Xu Ji turned his head to look at the old Confucian student, and smiled calmly: "I've heard your Confucian saying before that is called giving up one's life and taking righteousness. Is that someone like me?"
The old Confucian student waved his hand impatiently, "Fart you, you are a saint's remarks that tarnished my Confucian sage."
Xu Ji laughed off.
He was finally talking about business, "There are only three real swordsmen on Jianshan. I am an old man, Wu Shanhe is one, and the other is Fuyao. This time Liang Yi went up the mountain, no matter how Fuyao should be. Going down the mountain, the mountain and river stay on the mountain. Practicing swords in the sword mound is beneficial to his kendo. It is good for him to stay for a while. When the sword fairy comes to Jianshan again, the mountain can be sealed up, and the mountain and river will return. With the cultivation base of the ascending tower realm, it is natural to reopen the sword mountain. To be honest, there are only three swordsmen on the mountain. In fact, the mountain and river can be counted as one hundred swordsmen who have gone down the mountain over the years, plus If they are taught by disciples, we swordsmen cannot be regarded as breaking the inheritance."
"Our swordsman line has reached the strange road nowadays. Although there are sword immortals, Jianshan can only survive in name only. To restore its glory to the past, unless one or two sword immortals appear again, Solve this matter fundamentally, otherwise it will be a situation that has been struggling for hundreds of years, which is really meaningless.
The old Confucian retorted: "What if it can't last for hundreds of years?"
Xu Ji smiled bitterly, "Then the dust will return to the dust, and then the swordsman's line will become a martial artist in the rivers and lakes again."
The old Confucian sneered: "The Three Religions are getting better and better. Your swordsman has a better line. You will go back as you go."
Xu Ji didn't speak, and this Jianshan ancestor didn't want to have this day in his heart.
The old Confucian did not want to continue on this topic, but just reminded: "Before the sword is released, do you not plan to chat with those two little guys?"
The ancestor was startled, "Which two?"
The old scholar slapped his head and said angrily: "Your own two apprentices!"
Xu Ji sighed and said softly: "Yes, have a good chat, life and death are all this time, some heart-wrenching things will not be said now, and I will not be able to say it in the future. I don't know how to do it. Just other than that, I really want to compete with Fuyao."
The old scholar waved helplessly, "It's up to you."
Xu Ji laughed and laughed heartily.