Chapter 546: For me, I will give you all

The one who walked with Chao Qingqiu was not the sword fairy Ye Changting who also climbed the sea, but another woman.
It is a fact that he knows that the woman likes Chao Qingqiu. She left from Gyeongju Prefecture and traveled many places with Chao Qingqiu. Until now, Chao Qingqiu took her to Luoyang City.
Sitting in front of the tea stall, Chao Qingqiu was drinking cheap tea while the woman was holding the old road.
Swordsmen’s swords have always been their most important thing, and they are rarely held by others.
Chao Qingqiu handed the sword to the woman's hand, which showed that she trusted her incomparably.
The woman looked up at the dark clouds, thinking about the words Chao Qingqiu had said before, and she was silent.
He had asked the same question many times before.
Why go.
But neither got the answer.
So she stopped asking.
She just wanted to be able to accompany this man more.
She didn't think about Qianchen's fate, but she knew that she liked him now.
Not because of his identity, not because of their entanglement in the previous life, but just because they met at a glance on that Shu Road that day.
Chao Qingqiu looked at the tea bowl in front of him, his thoughts were flat, he had been in the world for hundreds of years, and it was finally the day to say goodbye.
He looked into the distance, but he was actually a little entangled inside. He just left the world, how to leave.
It is not easy for him to say that the sword opens the sky, or to leave the world like this, but it is not difficult.
In this world, without him, who can open the sky with a sword?
Ye Changting?
After all, it was even worse.
Zhao Qingqiu picked up the tea bowl and had to drink it all in one gulp.
At this time, the woman asked, "Where else does Mr. Chao want to go to see?"
Mr. Chao, it is still such a name.
It's just that although the woman has other ideas, there is no reason why she wants to call something else.
Chao Qingqiu looked at her as if he was looking at the best sword in the world. He shook his head and said, "I have seen everything that I should see. I'm waiting for someone."
The woman was startled. She didn't know who Chao Qingqiu was talking about. She was not a monk in the first place. There were many things. If she knew that Chao Qingqiu and Ye Changting had an agreement, she would think about Chao Qingqiu and Ye. Chang Ting has met for the last time.
Women, the things they think about are always not too complicated, just a few simple things.
Chao Qingqiu drank the tea, and then said: "Luoyang City has not been here yet, let's take a look."
The woman nodded, picked up the sword, and then stood up towards Qingqiu.
But I still did not forget to pay for tea.
How could a sword fairy like Chao Qingqiu carry yellow and white things with him, so she can only pay for it.
The tea shop owner is a simple middle-aged man. Looking at Chao Qingqiu's dress, he realized that he is not an ordinary person. He naturally took it for granted that the woman paid him. When Chao Qingqiu's back disappeared at the end of the long street, the man Then he murmured, "Now these martial arts martial arts, all of them are so beautiful."
Chao Qingqiu led the woman along the streets of Luoyang City. He didn't deliberately go somewhere, just walked forward at will. Chao Qingqiu had never been to Luoyang City, and the same was true for that woman, so the two weren’t familiar with each other. It's just casual.
People like Chao Qingqiu, even if a sword aura is already hidden in their body, no one would think of Chao Qingqiu as an ordinary person. They went all the way, I don’t know how many people are paying attention. Such a sword fairy seemed to turn a blind eye. After walking halfway through Luoyang City, Chao Qingqiu stood in front of an alley.
The alley is too narrow for only one person.
In the alley, there is a small courtyard with two orchids in front of the courtyard.
Zhao Qingqiu stood at the alleyway, slightly lost in thought.
Soon someone pushed the door out of the small courtyard. The person stood in front of the door and looked to the side of the alley. A woman was accompanied by a woman standing at the door. The middle-aged scholar who had been blind for many years suddenly tempted. Said: "Mr. Chang Gu?"
Chao Qingqiu's sword aura has been restrained in his body, not to mention such a monk in the clear realm, even those saints in the cloud, I am afraid that he can't feel the sword aura.
But things in the world are sometimes not as usual. For example, the middle-aged scholar standing in front of the small yard now has been blind for many years. On the contrary, other sense organs are extremely sensitive. He just caught a ray of sword energy in the air and felt it. After feeling the fierceness, he naturally thought it was the Mr. Changgu who lived upstairs to the Stars Tower who came downstairs.
After all, in Luoyang City, no one dares to say that the realm is higher than Mr. Changgu.
Standing at the alley, Chao Qingqiu listened to these words, thinking that there was a swordsman named Li Changgu in the Luoyang city. When he entered the city before, he had already felt that sword aura.
He stood at the top of the swordsmanship towards Qingqiu for many years, and he has also seen many swordsmen and the swordsmanship of many swordsmen.
But the one who really cares, appreciates it, but there are so many palms.
He had been optimistic that a few people would climb the sea in hundreds of years, but those few people had no surprises, they all encountered various problems halfway, and it was difficult to move forward on the road before Kendo.
After the last person Chao Qingqiu saw was the same, for many years after Chao Qingqiu, he never saw those so-called juniors again.
Only in recent years has he seen a few so-called kendo juniors.
Before Wu Shanhe entered the land of Buddhism, he had glanced at it from a distance and thought it was good.
When Li Fuyao was in Beihai, he took a look at Qingqiu and felt that it was normal. He changed his mind only when he was in Qingtian City.
Except for these two swordsmen who have already made famous in the world.
There is also a small sword repairer he met somewhere, named Zhao Dabao.
Apart from these three, the sword aura that Chao Qingqiu saw when he entered the city felt pretty good.
People who can make him feel good about Chao Qingqiu are really good.
Thinking of something else, Chao Qingqiu lost his senses for a while before turning around and leaving the alley.
He didn't say a word from beginning to end.
Wang Yanqing held on to the door frame and felt that the sword aura had dissipated. Then he asked in confusion, "Isn't that Mr. Changgu?"
Chun Shui who stood beside him was startled, and then said, "Mr. Changgu, you also like to wear a white robe?"
Wang Yanqing was startled, "White robe."
Chun Shui nodded, then suddenly remembered that his husband could not look at things.
"There is another woman following the man, holding the sword for him."
Wang Yanqing was already about to think of a certain name. After hearing such a sentence, he was slightly startled, and then said a little absent-mindedly: "Which kendo senior is this?"
Ever since Zhao Qingqiu opened the sky in Baiyu Town, there have been many more swordsmen in this world, such as Xu Li or Zhou Qing. Are these swordsmen already famous in everyday life?
It was not made by Chao Qingqiu's sword.
Since there can be one more Zhou Qing and another Xu official in this world, why can't there be more individual swordsmen?
After all, anything can happen in this world.
Wang Yanqing stood at the door for a while, then turned around and returned to the small courtyard.
But just walked into the alley.
A sword light suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.
If it was said that Wang Yanqing could smell the sword aura that was different from ordinary people, how could he feel the majestic sword aura carried by this sword light.
He looked up at the sky, although it was still pitch black, he still asked, "Mr. Changgu has a sword?"
Chun Shui is not a monk, and she doesn't know what sword energy is, let alone what sword light is. She just opened her mouth wide and said in surprise: "Sir, there is a white light, very bright!"
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The white light originated from the Star Picking Tower and passed across the sky, slowly and firmly.
This sword was made by Li Changgu, but there is no doubt that this sword was definitely not meant to kill someone.
To just break through the dark clouds.
Asking a swordsman who climbs upstairs to make such a sword, no matter who looks at it, will feel that it is a bit of a talent.
But Li Changgu handed out this sword.
Between the world and the earth, a white light slowly broke through the clouds, letting the long-lost eyes fall into Luoyang City.
Countless people in Luoyang City walked out of their yard. They raised their heads and watched the white light pass through the clouds.
The people have never seen the world and don't know what it is.
But seeing the sun makes everyone very happy.
In a downtown area in the east of the city, many people are looking at the sky, watching this white light travel through the clouds.
Suddenly someone said, "This is Xiangrui!"
The sound was not loud, and was soon overshadowed by the noise of the noisy crowd.
But soon someone continued to say something not far away, "This is God bless me, Yanling!"
With such words, many people followed and said: "God bless Yanling!"
It didn't even take long before some people started to kowtow, some started crying, and some started saying long live our emperor.
The previous rain had already made many people nervous.
The white light that should have come, finally came.
In fact, many people are looking forward to it.
The majesty in their hearts is not a faint emperor. Even the Jingnan famine a few days ago or the blood rain these days were things that they couldn't accept.
In the teahouse in the distance, two middle-aged scholars stood side by side.
They watched the movement here, and one of the scholars said: "This Bai Guangming is a sword light, but who knows?"
There is a lot of indignation in these words.
The other scholar seemed to be much more plain, he smiled and said: "Isn't this rain of blood made by us monks?"
The rain of blood is a vision of the falling of the sea. In fact, before, many monks were anxious, not knowing which saint fell.
It was not until these two days that news came from the academy, saying that no matter who the saint had fallen, the four saints of Confucianism were still sitting high in the clouds.
The scholar remembered this, and said with emotion: "Thank God, I teach the saint forever."
Another scholar looked at the chaos in the distance and asked, "What should I do?"
The scholar smiled and said, "The Luoyang City matter has been resolved, but how can the Jingnan matter be resolved?"
Regarding Jingnan’s affairs, Xuegong also intervened. The famine over there has not been resolved. It is said that cannibalism has begun to appear. If Yanling can’t handle it anymore, it won’t be long before the unrest will spread. , Then there will naturally be another argument.
Since the relationship between Yanling dynasty and Xuegong has reached this point, it will naturally be endless.
This is far from over.
The two scholars looked at the distance, full of emotion, what on earth are the secular dynasties in this world thinking, it is not good to be honestly behind the palace?
It's really funny to have to think about doing something other than your own.
It's more than funny.
Simply stupid.
They thought about the matter, but didn't notice when a sword light floated behind them, and they failed to resist even a little bit, so they were killed by the sword light.
The body fell weakly.
An expressionless man with a hanging sword stood on the corner of the street and walked away.
At the same time, between heaven and earth, a vast sword intent suddenly emerged.
Once this sword intent was born, it seemed as if a sword pierced the hearts of the monks in Luoyang City.
And it is a heavy sword.
Countless monks opened their eyes wide, and said unbelievably, "Canghai?!"
"Sword Fairy?!"
There used to be only one sword fairy in this world, but now there are two.
But who is this?
But no matter who it was, why did he stabbed a sword without saying anything.
Countless monks are puzzled.
But countless people can see the sky giving birth to a blue light.
That cyan light is sword light.
After a while, the blue light separated into a blue light.
And then.
It was a red light.
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No matter how much light there is, it is sword light.
The colorful sword light was born in the clouds.
Already dispelled all the dark clouds before.
If Li Changgu's sword was to create the illusion of auspiciousness, then the purpose of this sword was to disperse that white light.
Standing on the top of the star-catching tower, Li Changgu saw these sword lights hovering in the sky of Luoyang City. After a moment of silence, he laughed loudly: "Can Li Changgu pass another sword?!"
The sound passes through the clouds, but only a few people can hear it.
A word came from a distance, "Yes."
This is what the sword fairy agreed.
Li Changgu laughed loudly, unsheathed in a short period of time, and countless majestic sword qi arose from the Star Picking Tower and went away!
A yellow dragon rises behind this sword.
Roar into the clouds.
If the previous white light can convince Wubai people that this is auspicious, then this yellow dragon convinces them even more.
The yellow dragon transformed by the bitter day was actually a sword aura. He roared in the air and was about to tear the colorful sword light.
Knowing that the man who came out of the sword was a sword fairy, Li Changgu did not hesitate or fear, and made the most decisive choice.
That is Hoan Sword.
He is a swordsman who climbs the stairs.
It was one step short of reaching the final peak of kendo, but this step was one step short, but it was ten million steps short.
He had no chance to beat that person at all.
Ye Changting is fine if that person is Ye Changting, but if Chao Qingqiu gets in touch with him.
There is really no way anyway.
Li Fuyao originally left the Star Picking Tower, and not long after walking on the street, he saw the two swords battle.
He swallowed, feeling the countless sword intent contained in this sword aura, and tentatively said: "Chao Jian Xian?"
Ye Shengge had no sense of this sword aura. She knew that she was still far from Canghai, so naturally she didn't have any thoughts. Whether it was a sword fairy or a saint, it had nothing to do with her.
Li Fuyao walked along the street for a while, then looked at Li Xiaoxue and said, "Can you see it?"
Li Xiaoxue was startled, thinking about such a yellow dragon and colorful sword light, why can't she see it?
Li Fuyao knew what Li Xiaoxue was thinking. He frowned and said, "Why can't I see this sword?"
Chao Qingqiu’s sword is extremely mysterious. Everyone can see the sword light, but not many people can see the sword intent behind those sword lights. It is Chao Qingqiu’s gift to the swordsmen of the world. But in fact, his sword was made for Li Changgu.
Li Changgu has great talents, and being able to walk down the broad road of the Three Religions and come to this small intestines path on his own initiative can explain many problems.
There are very few people like Li Changgu in this world, who can not only go very far on the open road of the three religions, but also on the sword.
It's just that in this world of practice, in addition to talent and will, chance is very important.
Li Fuyao was not well-known for his talents. He was able to walk so fast, apart from benefiting from this great world, it was because of chance.
Li Changgu had no chance.
It's even a bit difficult.
He has been trapped in the Star Picking Tower for almost a hundred years, hindering him from practicing for a whole hundred years.
If not for such a century, no one would know if this Mr. Changgu would have already crossed the Denglou and came to the sea now.
But no matter what, he is now facing the most important opportunity since his practice.
Chao Qingqiu borrowed him a sword.
Yes, that sword was specially given to him by Chao Qingqiu.
It was because after the sword was handed out, it was his sword intent towards Qingqiu, and it was his sword towards Qingqiu, so it was borrowed.
One day, Zhao Qingqiu's sword will become Li Changgu's sword, and this will truly achieve the role of this sword.
Yes, he lent this sword to Li Changgu, and of course, by the way, all swordsmen who saw this sword could get something.
Only Li Fuyao.
Chao Qingqiu didn't want him to see this sword.
Back in Beihai back then, Chao Qingqiu glanced at Li Fuyao.
He just said that he is not suitable for learning his sword.
Yes, Li Fuyao at that time was not suitable.
Not suitable now.
His kendo, without his shadow of Chao Qingqiu, is the best.
For Li Changgu, Chao Qingqiu's hope is the sea.
But for Li Fuyao, Chao Qingqiu didn't think so.
Above the sea, what is there?
Chao Qingqiu had already seen something.
Therefore, he knows better than anyone in this world that the swordsman line definitely does not want a second Chaoqingqiu, and must have many so and so swordsmen.
After handing out the sword, Chao Qingqiu sat on the steps somewhere and laughed softly: "I will give you everything you gave me."
The woman beside her looked up at the sky and said with a smile: "It's so beautiful."

Jianshan, a day of sword energy is better than a day.
Since Jianshan was reopened and Wu Shanhe took the seat of Jianshan Zhangjiao, many people have wanted to climb Jianshan to learn swords in these days.
It's just that Jianshan's rules remain the same, and the old rules are still the same. Ascending to the top of the mountain before dark is considered to have passed the entrance exam.
This kind of assessment is not simple, so in these few days, not many people can climb Jianshan.
Only a few.
At dusk, at the foot of Jianshan.
An old and a young took a ferry across the Lvshui Lake and disembarked in the hearty laughter of the boatman. The old man carried an old sword with a hilt on his back. After disembarking, he handed the boatman a few copper plates. Counting down, I just took my arms, looked at the old man and the child, and said sincerely: "Liu Yuanlu wishes the two of them can climb the mountain and become real swordsmen!"
The old man clasped his fists in return, and his words were full of modesty. In this view, he had been in the rivers and lakes for some years, so he spoke without leaking.
Liu Yuanlu laughed loudly, said some gossips with the old man, and then punted away.
Little Jianxiu, who hadn't spoken all the time, stood beside his master, and from time to time he stretched his head to look at the mountain road.
Today's Menchen Mountain is no longer so desolate and ruined when Li Fuyao was climbing.
Of course, there will not be that ray of sword energy guarding the mountain.
The child watched the ferry gradually leave, and then pulled his master's sleeve, and asked uncertainly: "Master, do we really want to worship Jianshan?"
The old man smiled and nodded, and said with some emotion: "What I have learned as a teacher has really been taught to you. If you follow Master and me, what can you do in this life? It's only Qingjing. Even if you are a teacher, you are very reluctant to part with you, but you brat always have to find a better way."
The child said with some incomprehension: "Master, didn't Chao Jianxian say that I can become a sword immortal one day!"
The old man said naturally with a look on his face: "That's why you have to enter Sword Mountain even more. If you want to become a Sword Immortal, it is definitely not possible to rely on Chao Sword Immortal's words. When you arrive at Sword Mountain, practice hard, plus There is a master who teaches you how to be much better than the master. Besides, even if you fail to become a sword fairy one day, it is much better to become a swordsman who climbs upstairs than to follow the master."
When the child heard the words Master, he obviously trembled. He asked in a low voice, "Master, if you go to Jianshan, will you not be able to call you a master, and you will have to call someone else a master?" "
With tears in his eyes, the child started to choke even more at the back.
The old man touched the child's head and called the child's name in an unprecedented way, "Zhao Dabao!"
The child named Zhao Dabao looked at his master with tears in his eyes.
The already cruel old man sighed and said softly: "You went to Jianshan, but you just changed a place to learn swords. Even if you want to worship others as your master, it's okay. You only need to be your master or your master in your heart. What's the big deal about you calling someone else's master?"
"By the way, if you really call someone else’s master, you have to be serious about him. Don’t be perfunctory, otherwise others may not be able to teach you well. Master has taught you more than just the principle of being a teacher for a day and a father for life. Once again."
The old man was talking, touching Zhao Dabao's head, walking towards Menchen Mountain Road, and said as he walked: "Practice your sword well, don't disappoint Master, and don't disappoint Chao Jianxian. If you and my master and disciple meet again in the future One day, you have to become a person like Chao Jianxian."
Old people like to nag on weekdays. Today, perhaps I think this is the last time a master and disciple meet, and I say too much.
Speaking of later, I was even more chattering, and there were some tears in my eyes.
The old man turned his head and wiped his tears with his sleeves.
Otherwise, let his apprentice see his tearful look.
Zhao Dabao was in a bad mood. He walked up the mountain without any excitement at all.
He looked at his master miserably, "Master."
The old man ignored him and took him straight up the mountain.
The path of Menchen Mountain is not long. No matter how long you grind, you will definitely walk to the foot of Jianshan Mountain. When you reach the foot of Jianshan Mountain, you will definitely encounter Jianshan disciples, and you will really go climbing.
Zhao Dabao walked forward and couldn't help crying as he walked.
The more you cry, the louder the sound.
The old man is also helpless.
If this is left on weekdays, he might give Zhao Dabao a beating.
But today was probably the last time they met in their lives, and the old man just didn't take it seriously.
That's how he stubbornly led Zhao Dabao up the mountain.
Zhao Dabao cried and said loudly, "Master, I don't want to practice swords, I don't want to be a sword fairy!"
"Really, Master, I don't practice swords anymore, I am not a sword fairy!"
"Master, Chao Jianxian must have lied to me, I can't be a sword immortal, I can't! Would you let me stay with you forever?"
Zhao Dabao took his master and kept begging.
The old man was cruel and walked slowly up the mountain.
Zhao Dabao cried bitterly, as if he had encountered the most uncomfortable thing in the world.
The old man just didn't hear it.
Soon there was a lazy voice from a tree in the distance.
"Where's the bastard, cry something?"
The old man looked up.
On a big tree by the side of the mountain road, a sloppy middle-aged man was lying on the branches of the tree and rubbing his eyes, with a sword hanging from his waist, looking not like a common product.
The old man stopped.
He was originally a cautious person, and he didn't dare to look down upon this abruptly.
This is true for him in other places, not to mention that it is still Jianshan now.
The middle-aged man who looked sloppy sat up and took a sip of wine into his mouth. Then he sneered: "You look like this, Chao Qingqiu said you can become a sword fairy?"
Zhao Dabao was unwilling to go up the mountain before, so he said those things, but when others were really going to slander the sword fairy, he was very angry and retorted, "That's what Chao Jianxian said!"
The middle-aged man rubbed his nose and said with some disdain: "Even if Chao Qingqiu really said that, you look like you, and you don't even dare to go to Jianshan. Where can you be a sword immortal?"
"Moreover
, You want to become a sword fairy, do you think you are Wu Shanhe or Li Fuyao? "
While speaking, the middle-aged man drank several more sips of wine, then jumped down from the tree, glanced at the old man next to him, and said, "You stupid boy, even if you want to go up the mountain, you don’t have to Can it be done, you know that the silly boy didn't get to the top of the mountain before dark?"
When he said this, the middle-aged man thought of his stupid apprentice, and afterwards, this matter will be talked about by the monks in the world for many years.
If he could really become a sword fairy.
The monks in this world have to say that there is a sword fairy in this world, but when he first worshipped into the sword mountain, he failed to reach the top of the mountain.
Zhao Dabao listened to this middle-aged man saying these things, and said irrespectively: "I will definitely be able to walk up to Jianshan. Chao Jianxian has said that I can really become a sword immortal!"
The middle-aged man sneered: "Don't talk so much nonsense, if you have the ability to walk up to Jianshan, let me go up and see."
Zhao Dabao glanced at his master, and the old man nodded slightly, like encouragement.
Zhao Dabao snorted and walked a few steps forward. Then, as if thinking of something, he turned his head to look at the middle-aged man and asked, "If I really go to the mountain, what should I say?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Then I, Chen Sheng, will suffer a bit and accept you as a silly boy as an apprentice."
Zhao Dabao said angrily: "Who do you think you are!"
The middle-aged man said angrily: "I, Chen Sheng."
Zhao Dabao gave a mouthful, then turned and continued to walk forward.
The old man stood in place, full of relief.
After Zhao Dabao had disappeared from sight, he turned around and thanked Chen Sheng, "Thank you, senior."
Chen Sheng waved his hand and asked casually, "That kid really was said to by Chao Qingqiu?"
The old man looked at this middle-aged man, who is almost always the senior on Sword Mountain, and said seriously, "No."
Chen Sheng almost spit out a sip of wine!
He is such a silly boy, Chao Qingqiu really said these things.
He looked at the old man, it didn't look like a fake.
Chen Sheng rubbed his head and frowned, "It's over, there will probably be an extra silly apprentice."
The old man smiled slightly, and then earnestly pleaded: "If the predecessor really accepts this child as an apprentice, please be sure to teach it well."
Chen Sheng took a sip of wine and said dullly, "I don't have much experience."
The old man did not speak, but looked at Chen Sheng very seriously.
He has no relatives, only such a child can be regarded as his relatives. Now he is separated from this child. It won't be long before he will leave this world. The only thing he can't worry about is this.
Chen Sheng turned his head and glanced at him, feeling a little unbearable. He whispered: "Although I have no experience, my apprentice seems to be pretty good, don't worry."
The old man was a little uneasy, and asked in a low voice, "Dare to ask Senior's apprentice?"
Hearing this, Chen Sheng smiled secretly, then pretended not to care, and said, "He, his name is Li Fuyao."
Li Fuyao!
The old man suddenly became a little unstable.
Among the young swordsmen in this world, aren't the most famous swordsmen and Li Fuyao?
If Wu Shanhe took off the title of Swordsman Sect Master, it might not be as good as Li Fuyao.
The old man burst into tears immediately.
This is Li Fuyao's master.
It is the best to have him teach Dabao to practice swordsmanship!
After taking a sip of wine, Chen Sheng suddenly remembered such a stall. This good seed is about to go up the mountain, and other people must grab it.
How can this work?
He immediately slapped the white fish sword and swept the long sword to the top of Jianshan!
This apprentice is mine, no one can take it away!
Chen Sheng almost laughed.
The old man had already burst into tears.

Zhao Dabao's climbing is nothing special, just like an ordinary swordsman climbing.
No one noticed.
But a man in a green robe went from behind the ruined temple and fell under the cliff.
As he fell to the bottom of the cliff, countless swords rang.
He walked under the cliff.
Beckoned slightly.
Some of those swords were old friends, and he knew all those swords.
Some are not.
But he is their old friend.
Old man.
Most of the swords here are swords that rolled down the cliff six thousand years ago, and the people they knew should be the same people six thousand years ago.
The man took a few steps.
Came to the stream, to the bamboo building.
The man in the green robe stood silent.
The eyes are full of nostalgia.
Many years ago, many years later.
Soon two people walked out of the bamboo building.
A person is dressed in a white coat, that is a woman.
The other person was dressed in a gray robe, that was a man.
The two looked at the man standing by the stream.
The woman in white said in surprise, "Master Liu!"
The white-clothed woman is a scabbard Liu Xiang bought for four taels of silver. After spending hundreds of years with Liu Xiang, she gave birth to wise wisdom. At that time, she had been calling Liu Xiang Master Liu.
This is because Liu Xiang said more than once that if he hadn't practiced swords, he might have become the world's premier dead minister.
So when that time comes, they will call him Master Liu.
Who can make Mr. Liu shout at Four and Two, except for Liu Xiang, who else can it be?
Of course it is Willow Lane.
Three or two in a gray robe frowned and said, "You are not the second child Liu."
Liu Lao Er, this is because Liu Xiang is the second child at home. After practicing swordsman, he named his sword Sanliang and his scabbard four and two. This is how Liu Xiang has been called Liu Lao Er.
This is certainly not a respectable title.
But Liu Xiang has always been a free and easy person, and he didn't even feel angry about it.
He looked at the sword that had already given birth to wisdom, and said with some remembrance: "I am not Liu Xiang, who can I be?"
Three or two looked away from the sword on his waist, frowning and said: "Whether it is Liu Laowu or Wang Laowu, you are not Liu Lao Er."
In twos and threes, it is firm.
He waited under this cliff for six thousand years, waiting for Liuxiang, but Liuxiang, not others.
Four or two frowned slightly, always feeling a little strange.
Liu Xiang looked at Sanliang, then looked at the Baiwen on his waist, and then said: "I think I should be called Liujie, but I am not as good as Liu Xiang."
Four and two murmured: "Master Liu."
Do not speak.
He was extremely certain that this person was not Liu Xiang.
Even if the appearance is exactly the same, even if they are all Canghai Sword Fairy, but Sanliang couldn't find the feeling of Liu Xiang in him.
It feels important.
Liu Xiang is a generation of sword fairy.
It was the brightest moon in that era.
The so-called Zhongxing Pengyue refers to Liu Xiang.
Even though he has not been serious, but he can not say that he has no invincible spirit.
He is the invincible person in the world.
So no matter how he looked at it, he was the most invincible person in the world.
That is Willow Lane.
But this person is not.
nor.
Liu Xiang also knew why.
Whether it's invincible in the world, or something else.
all good.
He hadn't had it before, and he might have it in the future.
But at this time, he didn't.
Because Chao Qingqiu is here!
Liu Xiang sighed: "Then who am I?"
Three and two looked at him with a mild expression. The person in front of him said that he was not Liu Xiang, but he was actually inextricably related to Liu Xiang.
The cause and effect, how to say it clearly.
Three and two said: "Do you have a sword?"
Liu Xiang looked at Bai Wen on his waist and said, "It's called Bai Wen."
Three or two frowned: "It's still so casual."
Liu Xiang raised his eyebrows, "Then I am Liu Xiang?"
Shaking their heads in pairs, "No."
After saying this, walked to the bamboo building in twos.
Siliang also sighed and walked in.
After walking into the bamboo building, Sanliang suddenly said, "He won't be back."
This time, he was very sure.
It was like he was very sure that Liu Xiang would come back.
Siliang hugged him and whispered softly, "At least Master Liu hasn't lost yet."
Yes, Liu Xiang hasn't lost yet, whether it's a fight with the Emperor Wu in the air, or a sword fight with the sword immortal of the entire world.
Three and two angrily said: "Look at him, do you dare to fight Chao Qingqiu?"
Four and two did not speak, just holding three and two.
Only she knows how frustrated the current situation is.
He spent six thousand years, waiting for Liu Xiang to come back.
But now he was very clear that Liu Xiang could not come back.
I definitely can't come back.
Three and two closed their eyes and whispered softly: "Liu Lao Er, are you really not coming back?"
...
...
Liu Xiang stood outside, thinking about many things.
Finally thought of why he is not Liu Xiang.
Why is it not Liu Lao Er.
Yeah, why.
Because Chao Fengchen will not be Chao Qingqiu either.

Zhao Dabao held back his energy, and in less than an hour he ascended to the Jianshan Mountain. Standing on the top of the mountain, countless swordsmen soon heard the news.
The genius who can walk to the top of the mountain before this hour, I am afraid that it is not much worse than the master.
Some Sword Mountain Swordsmen who were already qualified to accept disciples looked at Zhao Dabao who was standing stupidly on the top of the mountain, thinking that they were going to grab it later.
Some even prepared gifts.
Anyway, how can Zhao Dabao be moved.
After Zhao Dabao was led out of the Sword Immortal Hall, many swordsmen had gathered here.
Looking at this child who should be very talented.
Some people are rubbing their hands nervously.
Some people even thought, could this be a sword embryo?
Some people are even more worried that such children should never be favored by the master teacher.
Don't be taken by the swordsmen who climbed the stairs on the sword mountain.
Zhao Dabao walked out of the hall.
Before speaking, a group of people gathered around him.
Gossiping.
Zhao Dabao only felt his head dizzy.
He is about to speak.
Suddenly there was a voice outside.
"You don't have to fight."
Follow the reputation.
A Deacon Jianshan, holding a white fish sword, came to the court.
He looked at these swordsmen and smiled bitterly: "You don't have to fight, this is Chen Zhanglu's disciple."
Chen Sheng recently did not know why he was appointed by Wu Shanhe as Jianshan Zhang Li, with extremely heavy authority.
Someone said, "What's the proof?"
The Deacon Jianshan held the white fish sword, looked at Zhao Dabao and asked, "Have you ever met Chen Zhanglu?"
Zhao Dabao said timidly, "Chen Sheng?"
The Deacon Jianshan smiled and said, "I will call Master from now on."
As he said these words, countless swordsmen looked at this child with weird eyes.
Chen Sheng's seniority in Jianshan is not low.
That is to say, they will call his junior brother in the future?
The young disciples farther away are even more ugly. In the future, there will be a little uncle on this mountain?