Chapter 249: The toughest sword in the world

Beihai would not have been so lively before. It was sparsely populated all year round. Apart from the fishermen nearby and the literati and inkmen who occasionally watched the high mountain on the coast, there should be no other people.
But today is different. Because of Lin Hongzhu's wave of his hand, many monks have come to Beihai. The salvation of the Holy Pill is the most important thing in Beihai in these dozens of days.
Especially when the sacred pills occasionally returned to the land from the bottom of the sea.
The monks only knew that there was a holy pill in the North Sea, and they didn't know that there were sacred pill in the North Sea until the big ship on the Yuwu Mountain capsized one day.
There are many things they don’t know. For example, there are two saints sitting in the clouds above the North Sea. There is a big demon in the huge city under the sea, and the other big demon is hiding in an unknown place on the coast. On the mountain, a man in a white robe came.
The white-robed man had a sword hanging from his waist.
The high mountains on the coast are not necessarily all attics, because some mountains are too lonely and too steep.
Just like the white robe man standing on the mountain at this moment.
No one in the world can be qualified to stand beside him, so he feels a little lonely, but because he is lonely, he is also steep.
These are meaningless adjectives.
The white-robed man stood on the top of the mountain and felt the demon spirit not far away. He had to put it on weekdays. He didn’t mind throwing a sword at him first. A great demon far away from the demon land wanted to be under his sword. It's not easy to return to the demon land alive, but since something big will happen after Beihai, he can't care where he is.
The Kun tribe has a Kun to Huapeng.
Right in the North Sea.
He has never seen it before, and he has never seen it before in this world.
The Kun clan came to Beihai from the demon land six thousand years ago. Since that time, none of the Kun clan has come to this point. No one in this world has lived to six thousand years, so no one has ever seen it.
If those saints had thought that there would be a Kun to transform the Peng many years ago, and pick a good time to slaughter the Kun tribe when the Kun in the North Sea was still young, then there would be nothing today.
The saints don't notice what's under them, they usually only look up or down.
The world is unclear.
Zhao Qingqiu stood on the top of the mountain and looked forward. He did not look at the cloud, but the two saints in the cloud already felt a surge of sword energy.
No one’s sword aura is as sharp as Qingqiu’s in the sky and on the ground. Those sword auras are like a sword right in front of you. They will cut you off at any time to see what is in your body. What happened.
The body structure of the saint is the same as the others.
Feeling the sword aura, Du Sheng sitting high on the yellow crane was about to attack. Chang Sheng didn't open his eyes, but only said, "The sword of Chao Qingqiu is now flourishing."
This sentence sounds strange at first, but it is definitely not surprising.
Chao Qingqiu's sword was always in full bloom, and when it was not full, it was when his sword was injured.
Those times were not many, there were in the past, but not today, so Chang Sheng only reminded them.
Jian Sheng's Chao Qingqiu is the most terrifying thing in this world.
Du Sheng was a little upset. He looked at the Beihai below the sea of ​​clouds, "Chao Qingqiu is also here, and the time for that Kun Huapeng should not be long."
Chang Sheng smiled, did not speak, thinking that when Kun Huapeng later, it will be the most important time for the saints' calculations, then the Kun will be killed directly or let it hit three thousand miles. At that time, there are really bad choices.
Chang Sheng didn't choose to spend more time with Du Sheng. After saying this, he closed his eyes and continued to rest.
Du Sheng looked indifferent, looked at the bald pen beside Chang Sheng, and then closed his eyes.
It's just that the yellow crane, as before, stared at Chang Sheng and the pen.
It's quiet on the clouds.
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Chao Qingqiu walked down the top of the mountain, because he wanted to eat something, he headed towards the pavilion over there.
Since there are monks there, naturally there will be food.
Chao Qingqiu walked in the pavilions. He didn’t want anyone to see him, so no one could see him. He walked in those pavilions, thinking about watching the sea from somewhere many years ago, and then a lot of things came out of him, monk Lifespan is too long, especially for sword sages like him, and the lifespan of the saints of the three religions is as long, but they never walk around, they are more willing to sit in the clouds, day by day, year after year.
Chao Qingqiu took a short time to become a dead seat, and he traveled too many places, so once he started to remember, those memories would easily overwhelm him.
Fortunately, in the end, he only chose the things he thought about and thought about, and finally thought about those things, and it took a whole hour.
Chenguang was born, and Chao Qingqiu stood in the corridor of a certain pavilion, looking at Chaoyang.
There was a smile.
Behind him, someone pushed out the door, Gu Yuan, the seed of reading, but she could not see Chao Qingqiu either.
Chao Qingqiu turned his head and looked at her, feeling that this girl was pretty good, and had a good talent.
That being the case, it should be the girl from Xuegong.
But soon he remembered some other things.
It's been a long time since the swordsman line had a sword embryo.
Chao Qingqiu raised his eyebrows, thinking about the young man who had gone to the Buddhist land of the West, thinking that although your qualifications are average, your behavior is already not bad, and you will have some achievements in the future.
No matter how beautiful things are, when I get bored, after watching the sunrise for a while, Chao Qingqiu was not interested in staying here, and he turned around and left, but in a moment he saw a monk coming up from the first floor. .
Chao Qingqiu felt a bit interesting. The last time he saw a monk was many years ago. It was the last time he stepped into the land of Buddhism. It was not for the purpose of offering swords to the two Buddhist saints, but simply wanted to see.
He just glanced at Zenzi and knew that the monk's talent was not bad compared to that girl.
This should be the Zen son from Lingshan.
Chao Qingqiu shook his head.
Still, it is very wrong that the swordsman has no sword embryo in his line.
Just as Chao Qingqiu was about to go downstairs, who knew, Chanzi suddenly bowed to him solemnly.
This made Gu Yuan startled. She couldn't see Chao Qingqiu, she only felt that Chan Zi was facing the air.
Chanzi couldn't see Chao Qingqiu either.
Chao Qingqiu asked, "Do you know I am here?"
The sound came out abruptly, but only Zenzi could hear it.
Chanzi clasped his hands together and saluted again. He respectfully said to Chao Qingqiu: "You can't see Chao Jianxian, but since Chao Jianxian is the most powerful sword in the world, even if the sword spirit is hidden, the sword will be Enough to shock everything in the world."
After saying this, Chanzi saluted more solemnly. In his opinion, Chao Qingqiu fought life and death with the big demon several times in the demon land for the sake of the human race, naturally because of a person worthy of respect.
Besides, there is only such a sword fairy in the world.
Chanzi didn't let Gu Yuan hear him.
Chao Qingqiu thought for a while, finally nodded and said, "You're good."