Chapter 366: Two generations

Autumn is fading.
The weather in the demon land is really much colder than the mountains and rivers. Counting the days, it should have been late autumn, but Li Fuyao had already caught up with several light snowfalls as he walked towards Qingtian City.
After walking a little and a half, at dusk, he ushered in his first heavy snowfall in the demon land.
The snowflakes floated down like goose feathers, and soon Li Fuyao, who was unwilling to drive the snowflakes with sword energy, was covered with white snow.
As for the bath, there are snowflakes hanging all over the body.
One person and one donkey walked along the river bank, looking plain.
This time, Li Fuyao went to the Qingtian City, which was clearly not allowed to fight privately. He didn’t go fast. In fact, from Qingtianjun’s words, Li Fuyao knew something. One thing he could be sure of was that before he arrived at Qingtian City. Qinghuai will not be married to others.
As for what Qing Tianjun arranged in Qingtian City, Li Fuyao didn't know, but he decided it was not easy.
It’s just that Li Fuyao wouldn’t believe that Lord Qingtian wanted him to go to Qingtian City just to calculate him. If he wanted him to die, why bother so much? Li Fuyao only needs one hand. Then he could not die anymore.
A great demon really has to make up his mind to kill a monk who is not Canghai, without the slightest difficulty.
The more this happened, the more worried Li Fuyao became. After the things in Luoyang City were over, for a long time, Li Fuyao felt that he should be able to live happily, no matter if he made up his mind to see that girl. , I still said that I was going to see the mountains and rivers, without any pressure, until he saw Chao Qingqiu's sword in Beihai, and after seeing Qinghuai, did he know that there was something on his shoulders.
Whether for the girl or for the sword at the waist, he had to go forward, and it seemed that he had to go faster.
In this way, it made him a little tired, but those emotions were destined not to be told to others, or even to be expressed, and he could only bear them silently.
Feng Lu shook the snowflakes off her body, turned her head to look at Li Fuyao, and said with a bit of hatred that iron cannot become steel, "I don't know what you are worried about. The girl you like will have to follow the others. It's not too late.
Li Fuyao, who carried the sword box, didn't look down at Feng Lu, but his pace slowed down again.
Feng Lu shook his head, and continued: "You are so clean, afraid of being an egg?"
Li Fu shook his head and looked at Feng Lu, thinking about whether to kick him. After thinking about it, he still didn't stretch his foot, and then said, "I'm not afraid of anything, but I'm just not ready yet."
Feng Lu stared at him with big eyes, and said dismissively: "You have to prepare everything before you do it, you can't do anything."
Li Fu shook his brows and frowned, "I thought at the time that if I like a girl, I like a girl, and when the other person likes me too, when the day is mature, he will marry her. Her father's level, but if it were ordinary parents, it would be fine, but her father is still a great demon, a monk of the sea, and a swordsman in the line of a sword immortal."
"It's true that you must become a sword fairy to marry that girl. You said that the swordsman in this world didn't want to become a sword fairy from the beginning of sword training, but so many swordsmen have come out. A sword fairy."
Feng Lu sneered and retorted: "Before I went to Ganhe Mountain, I also saw you and your foolish master, two swordsmen, plus Chao Qingqiu, and there was a sword immortal among the three."
Li Fu shook his head and looked at Feng Lu, smiling bitterly: "If you count this way, wouldn't everyone have a chance to become a sword fairy?"
Feng Lu said, "It's not that everyone has the opportunity to become a sword fairy."
Li Fuyao was startled, then he felt a little funny.
But thinking about it carefully, there is actually no problem with this sentence.
On the avenue of cultivation, who knows what will happen next? The monks who have never been favored by others will eventually become saints of the sea, and those monks who have always been added by the blue eyes may not end the journey at the end. .
Therefore, as early as when Chen Sheng led Li Fuyao on that road, he said that cultivation depends on the individual and talent is second, and Li Fuyao also directly proved this sentence.
His talent is not the most brilliant among the swordsmen, it is only middle and upper, but along the way, the experience is really much more than the average person, and his luck is not bad. Take the North Sea Holy Pill as an example. Li Fuyao didn't even think about what kind of sacred pill he was looking for, but there were still two sacred pills that finally arrived in his hand.
This kind of things that ordinary monks can meet but cannot ask for, can ask for but cannot get, is originally extremely rare, but Li Fuyao has two of them so easily. If this is let others see, he might be off.
In addition, Li Fuyao, who was able to polish himself with the air machine around the big demon's corpse, was considered the only treatment in the world. In the end, he could even enter the big demon's body, although he could not get it. That heart, but at any rate, there was a leaf, that leaf, which also made Li Fuyao on the road afterwards, so I didn't know how much trouble it was.
As for the 10,000-foot Imperial Sword Technique, there is no need to say anything.
If you are not talented enough, you have to find something else to make up for this sentence, which is vividly reflected in Li Fuyao.
Feng Lu took a few steps forward, and then said with a serious face: "I owe you favor. If you are surrounded and beaten in Qingtian City, I will definitely help you."
Li Fuyao looked at Feng Lu several times, then smiled and asked, "How can I help? Just tell them your name?"
Feng Lu sneered and said, "If I bring out my name, this fight will be impossible."
Li Fuyao laughed, but in the end he didn't refute it.
Only at this moment, he no longer thought about the next thing in his heart.
After walking a few steps, Li Fuyao said casually: "I don't know if Mr. Chao has left Ganhe Mountain. Mr. Chao will be the one who started the prairie fire. The longer he wants to live, the more difficult it will be."
Feng Lu thought about the scene of Chao Fengchen riding on his back before, and felt a little bored. He shook his head and said nothing.
Li Fuyao didn't care, and continued to open his mouth: "After Mr. Chao leaves Gan Heshan, will the letter I gave him sink into the sea?"
Li Fuyao had been guessing what answer Chao Fengchen would give, but he just didn't understand it yet.
He also felt very strange about his own body. The evolution of the spiritual palace was progressing very slowly, which made Li Fuyao a little tired.
He deliberately guided the sword qi in his body to swim through different meridians, tried different solutions, and finally failed to solve the matter.
The two of them chatted all the way, and it was getting late. Although Li Fuyao was still unable to restore his human form for a while, he was not afraid of the wind and snow, but there was no idea of ​​rushing in the wind and snow. The two left the river bank, the original intention I spent a night in some dense forests, but I saw a stone house not far away.
There is a big gap between the monster land and the mountains and rivers, but each ethnic group has to build such a stone house in the clan for sacrifices, but the ethnic territory of the monster land is frequently changed. Who knows where you are here today and where you will go tomorrow? There are many abandoned stone houses, as are the stone houses outside the small town Li Fuyao met before.
It's just that when you look at this stone house from a distance, there are still lights flickering inside.
Feng Lu sniffed, and said boredly, "It's a human."
As long as the realm is not very high, Li Fuyao and Feng Lu can know whether there is any evil spirit.
Li Fuyao nodded, and walked slowly towards the stone house.
Feng Lu followed behind absently, thinking that as long as there was a place to sleep, it would be good.
The original door of the stone house has been abandoned, but the people who came and went may have built a wooden door.
When he came to the door, the wooden door was just concealed, and Li Fuyao pushed in.
In the stone house, two men sat around and warmed up the fire.
The two men who looked at their old age were both in black robes.
Seeing Li Fuyao standing at the door, one of the men immediately got up and said with a warm smile: "Also is to avoid snow? If the son doesn't dislike it, let's go together."
Li Fu shook his head and smiled: "It's a cold day. It's really not good to stay up late to hurry, so I thought about taking a break."
The man who had been sitting still folded his hands and smiled and said, "Meeting is a fate, so stay. Besides, it is rare to encounter a mountain and river in this demon land."
Li Fuyao smiled and talked some gossip to him, but he didn't sit down immediately anyway.
On the contrary, it was Feng Lu, after sneaking in behind him, he found a corner and closed his eyes and crawled down.
For Feng Lu, the two men just looked at each other and didn't care anymore.
After Li Fuyao sat down beside the two men, he stretched out his hand to roast the fire, feeling the warmth.
One of the men took out a wine pouch from his side and smiled and asked, "The son is drinking?"
Li Fuyao declined and said, "When you go out, you can't drink."
The man with the wine pouch laughed loudly, and then he raised his head and took a sip without persuading him.
On the contrary, another man who put dead branches in the fire said with a smile: "If this sword practicer doesn't drink, wouldn't he feel less heroic?"
Li Fuyao turned his head and said in surprise: "Why did you say this?"
The man moved his body, revealing the saber beside him, then looked up at Li Fuyao, and said with a smile: "In Xia Qiusu, that one is called Sheng Yuan. He is not from the same school, but the two teachers are indeed brothers. ."
Li Fuyao was startled, but he didn't say any nonsense about his long admiration for his name.
Qiu Su looked at Li Fuyao and said frankly, "If you want to come, it is Li Fuyao, right?"
Li Fuyao raised his head, looked at these two, nodded and said: "It's under."
Sheng Yuan smiled and said, "That's right."
Li Fuyao immediately smiled bitterly: "Since everyone is a swordsman and a mountain and river race, why must life and death be relative?"
Qiu Su whispered: "Master's order cannot be violated."
Sheng Yuan nodded immediately.
Li Fuyao sighed and stood up instantly.
The murderous intent in the stone house is undoubtedly revealed.
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The stone house was full of murderous intent, which made Li Fuyao feel inexplicable.
He didn't think that someone wanted to kill him was inexplicable, but he was inexplicable that it was a swordsman who wanted to kill him.
In fact, after Qiu Su revealed the saber beside him, Li Fuyao felt the murderous intent, but if ordinary monks showed murderous intent to him, Li Fuyao could still understand it, but these two men were full of sword aura. They are all swordsmen, why do you treat him this way?
Qiu Su stood up and looked at Li Fuyao, who had clenched Qingsi, with an indifferent expression. He was not ready to explain anything, but Sheng Yuan had already got up and walked out of the stone house.
Feng Lu felt the sword energy in the house, and then stood up a little unhappy, and followed out of the stone house.
This made Sheng Yuan a little surprised, but he didn't even think of killing Feng Lu with a sword. After all, a stupid donkey, in his eyes, was actually nothing.
Qiu Su slapped the scabbard, and the black long sword instantly came out of its sheath and hung upside down beside him. Swims of sword energy slowly overflowed from the sword.
A swordsman can slash all the injustices in the world with a sword in his hand. When one day there is no need to hold a sword in his hand, he can also slay enemies in the world.
And after the so-called mastery of kendo, everything in the world can be a sword, with the same attitude, but in fact, no matter what sword you hold, in fact, the momentum is much more than when there is no sword.
Especially in the same situation, holding the sword against the enemy and the sword against the enemy are not the same.
Since Li Fuyao has practiced swords, although he can also use swords, he almost never leaves his hands when facing enemies. It is not because he wants to make his realm more powerful. He just holds this handle and uses sword energy. Compared with the enemy Qingsi, Li Fuyao was a little stranger to the latter.
Even if he evolved the spiritual palace later, let him have a fake natal sword like Sword Nineteen in addition to Qingsi, but if it were not a last resort, he did not have the idea of ​​using the sword to kill the enemy.
On the one hand, it feels unsmooth psychologically, and on the other hand, this sword nineteen is his biggest ultimate move.
How can the final hole card be easily opened?
Fighting with the swordsman against the enemy, this is the second time for Li Fuyao.
Naturally, the analogy sword with Shishu Xie Lu was not counted in it before.
The first time was to fight with Wan Chi, who had only the remnant soul, that is, because of that battle, Li Fuyao entered Taiqing, but after entering Taiqing, he fell into a lack of situation.
As a result, the evolution of the spiritual palace later seemed so slow.
Li Fuyao squeezed Qingsi tightly, feeling the murderous intent, and asked with a smile: "Since you are going to kill me, why don't the two go together, or if you are so sure, you can definitely kill me here?"
Qiu Su chuckled, not talking nonsense, but the sword flew through the air and pointed directly at Li Fuyao's face.
A sword energy the size of the wood between two people appeared in it.
When Li Fuyao raised his sword, the sword energy had already come like an arrow from the string, and the sword energy was rolling, so you should never take it lightly.
Li Fuyao didn't fight head-on, with a sword's might, avoiding most of it, but this stone house was not so lucky. When he was stabbed by the sword, a wall exploded in an instant.
The rubble flew around, revealing a huge hole.
The power of this sword aura is not limited to this. With the sword aura lingering, Li Fuyao obviously felt that his back was like a light on his back, and it stabbed abnormally.
Qiu Su strode forward, and the long sword hanging upside down beside him also followed.
Li Fuyao tapped his toes and swung his sword, the blue sword light shining through the stone house.
The sharp blue silk sword cut through the air, as if it had cut something tangible, and Li Fuyao seemed to have a crack in front of his eyes.
With a bang.
A stone wall was directly pierced by Li Fuyao's sword, and it became two halves. It was only different from the vision created by the previous sword qi. Li Fuyao's sword only cuts things off, not like that sword qi. So domineering.
It's just superior, still not very good.
Qiu Su smiled coldly, and the tip of the long sword on his side turned upside down and pointed at Li Fuyao. After a while, it swept out, so fast that Li Fuyao could only see a gray shadow.
Li Fuyao was silent, with Qingsi in his hand, waving in front of him, colliding with the long sword that was around him at high speed, and soon there was a sound of gold and stone.
Even Mars was born.
Qiu Su smiled coldly and said: "Since practicing sword, you are the first monk who can last for so long under my hand. You are indeed a swordsman."
Li Fuyao chuckled and stroked the Qingsi sword with his fingers, but said slowly, "Swordsmen killing each other is really not a good situation."
Qiu Su shook his head, and the long sword flew back and hovered beside him.
He stood up straight, held out his hand to hold the sword, and whispered softly: "It's been a long time since he let go of his hands and feet and killed him."
Li Fuyao let out a cry, and said no more.
Since it is destined to fight for life and death, it is meaningless to think more.
Floating, Li Fuyao took the lead to sweep towards Qiusu.
After Qiu Su held the sword, the black sword aura instantly overflowed, rushing towards Li Fuyao.
The two collided in the stone house a moment later.
A cyan sword aura and a jet black sword aura instantly intertwined, like two dragons fighting each other.
Entangled with each other.
The entire stone house was directly destroyed by the sword energy of the two.
Qiu Su backed out and took a few steps, and then plunged a sword into the snow to stop his figure, while Li Fuyao stood straight with his sword.
With the two swords facing each other this time, Li Fuyao slightly gained the upper hand.
Sheng Yuan, who was watching the battle from a distance, smiled and said: "The realm of Li Gongzi's swordsmanship is really good, no wonder Master wants us to join hands."
This sentence is a sigh, but it is actually a reminder of Li Fuyao's current situation, and even more of an attempt to disturb Li Fuyao's mind.
Li Fu shook his head and shook off a head of white snow. Then he whispered: "According to that person's realm, facing me alone, I am afraid it is not enough."
Sheng Yuan laughed loudly, "Young Master Li don't have to worry, as long as Senior Brother Qiu is defeated by Young Master, he will take action next time."
Li Fuyao sighed. In fact, he would rather have two shots at the same time, even less so that he would fight for his life alone and wait by the side. If the sword at the bottom of his box was nineteen, if it were taken out at this moment, it would be almost impossible. It can seriously hurt Qiu Su, but if the biggest killer fails to bring a life, it is considered a failure.
No matter what he thinks, Li Fuyao will not do this kind of thing.
The two Taiqing are still two swordsmen.
"Damn it."
Li Fuyao couldn't help cursing his mother in a low voice.
Just as he scolded his mother, Qiu Su on the opposite side had already lifted his sword, and the tip of the sword was flying across the snow, and there was a slender arc.
Li Fuyao was expressionless.
Handed out a sword far away.
His sword skills are as good as Master Uncle Xie Luzhen's, no matter who it is, I am afraid that he will praise him when he looks at it.
The subtlety of this sword is not the sharp sword aura brought by the passing of the sword, but the momentum of the sweeping back.
In the heavy snow at night, the dazzling degree of the cyan sword light was shocking.
Qiu Su saw the sword light, so he also greeted him with his sword.