Chapter 63: A word of thanks, two teenagers

I don’t know what happened outside. Li Fuyao now focuses all his energy on mountain climbing. The laneway has become clear without actually taking a few steps. After taking another step, a blue stone appeared in front of him. On the paved path, beside the road are some trees that Li Fuyao has never seen before. These unnamed trees grow extremely tall and straight, and the entire trunk is like the blade of a sharp sword. Standing upright on both sides of the mountain road, following the mountain road to the distance, there is no end, the clouds and fog in the distance are obscured, and it is not clear how much is left, and it seems extremely dusty.
Li Fuyao raised his foot and walked forward along these unnamed trees.
When I visited Chenshan before, because of the sword energy of Chao Qingqiu, Li Fuyao seemed to be stabbed with a thousand swords every time he took a step forward. The pain made people feel extremely uncomfortable. In people’s mouths, when it comes to climbing this Jianshan Mountain, it’s much more difficult. Of course, Li Fuyao thinks that climbing this mountain will suffer a lot more, but now there’s nothing strange on this mountain road. It doesn't see how difficult it is to go up.
Li Fuyao held the Xie Lu sword Xiaoxue in front of his chest, thinking how to save his life if it was a critical juncture. It didn’t matter to pay some price to climb Jianshan, but if the price was life, Li Fuyao was I would never agree.
The mountain road ahead was the same as before, but the farther forward, Li Fuyao saw something unusual in the woods on both sides. Some huge birds circling in the forest, occasionally showed a fierce light when looking at Li Fuyao. But I don’t know what caused the birds to fly out of the woods and attack Li Fuyao.
Li Fuyao's brows were slightly frowned, and his walking speed was slower, but he was always climbing slowly. He clung to the little snow in his arms, and he even put a hand on the hilt. He was not ready to be the first. Time to throw this sword down the cliff, so that Xie Lu could be aware of the situation on the mountain, on the contrary, he was ready to use his sword to meet the enemy at any time, but this posture seemed a bit ridiculous.
After a few steps, the trail paved with bluestone on the mountain road became another dark stone. The part that meets the bluestone seemed very abrupt. Li Fuyao stood in front of the dark stone for a long time before finally stepping on it. .
"it has started?"
Almost immediately after stepping on the black stone, Li Fuyao's eyes went dark. When he saw the light again, his vision was no longer a mountain road. In front of him were several peaks standing on the sea of ​​clouds, the two nearest ones. A man and a woman stood separately.
The white-robed man hangs a sword at his waist, with black black hair hanging casually on his back shoulders, while the other woman on the peak is dressed in red with the same hanging sword. The woman has a gorgeous face, but her expression is extremely cold. When he turned his head, Li Fuyao glanced at him, only to see countless stars and countless spring and autumn in this woman's eyes, and the rest was not seen at all.
Seeing Li Fuyao standing by the cliff here, the white-robed man smiled calmly: "Xie Chen, this little guy is holding Xiaoxue on his chest. Needless to say, it should have something to do with your Xie clan. One sword, I come out?"
The red-dressed woman named Xie Chen raised her head and said, "Lu Changyan, if you come up with a sword when your hands are itchy, why do you find these reasons to bury me Xie Shen?"
Lu Changyan chuckled, not much to say, turned his head and looked at Li Fuyao, and said flatly: "In the past, people who climbed mountains had to suffer from me or Xie Shen Yijian. You are no exception. At the time of the sword, you can also fight with the sword, but if it is more dangerous, I can't blame me."
Li Fuyao asked, "Is it impossible to climb the mountain if I can't hold this sword?"
Lu Changyan looked calm and whispered: "Little guy, in the past six thousand years, there hasn’t been any mountaineer who was the next one with the sword. Even the nowadays Chao Qingqiu, who has a fairly good cultivation base, was with me back then. Under this sword, don't you vomit blood in the same way?"
Li Fuyao frowned. Even Chao Qingqiu couldn't take the sword of the white-robed man when he was climbing, so he could take it?
Li Fuyao no longer thinks about it, but he said, "Senior, please."
Lu Changyan was not at all polite. When he spoke, there was a sword light illuminating the sky, and even a fierce sword aura appeared beside this cliff, Li Fuyao was full of countless sword intents, like a storm, ruthless. He slapped Li Fuyao's body fiercely.
The sword of Lu Changyan, who didn't know his realm, was really stronger than any swordsman Li Fuyao had ever seen.
As the sword qi continued to invade his body, Li Fuyao's skin had been cut open, and a lot of blood appeared on his body. After the sharp sword qi cut the skin, it did not dissipate, but stayed on the wounds. So it seems more painful.
The intense pain stimulated Li Fuyao's nerves, making his eyes widened, and large beads of sweat emerged from his forehead, and then they fell into the dust.
The red-robed woman Xie Chen stood on the peak, not looking at the scene here, just glanced at Lu Changyan.
The latter smiled, "This little guy is the only climber in the past ten years. Why, I am not too generous with this sword."
Xie was silent and right. For so many years, except for the Xie family's children who paid attention to her while climbing, when other people climbed, whether it was her sword or Lu Changyan's sword, they have always spared no effort and did not show any favor.
Although Jianshan's rules can't control the two of them, they have the pride of being a swordsman, so naturally they won't lose sight of such trivial matters.
After a while, Lu Changyan, who was about to take away his sword intent, suddenly uttered an awkward sound. He turned his head a little strangely and looked at the cliff over there. The boy unexpectedly greeted Lu Changyan's sword intent and pulled out the small snow. sheath.
Pulling a sword out of its sheath actually has no practical meaning. Under Lu Changyan's sword aura, Li Fuyao pulled out the sword like a flat boat, originally floating alone in the sea, but now The waves were stirred up, making this Ye Bianzhou even more precarious.
Knowing that pulling the sword might make the sword aura in front of him more fierce, but Li Fuyao still pulled out the sword, although this process is really not easy.
But he felt that he should draw out the sword to explain something, so he really drew out the sword.
It's not for whom, it often seems even less burdensome.
But often at the same time, you have to pay for what you do.
After pulling out the sword, although Li Fuyao suffered more severely, he didn't know why, but he held the sword in his hand and handed it forward.
Xiaoxue stabbed into Lu Changyan's sword intent.
The man in white robe stood looking at the scene from a distance, not crying or laughing.
He has been here for so many years. It was the first time that he saw such a swordsman in the second stage. He not only drew his sword in front of him, but even handed out a sword. Although that sword, the sword aura seemed to him. As for the sword intent, he couldn't even feel it.
With a sword handed out, Lu Changyan immediately took back all his sword intent and sword aura. He was very proud of his sword aura. I was afraid that he would subconsciously counterattack when he discovered that a little guy was provoking. I really want to die here.
Only after taking away the sword intent, the young man had fallen to the ground, unconscious.
Hongyi Xie Shen stood in the distance, did not look at Li Fuyao's tragic situation, but said to Lu Changyan, "How is the effect?"
Lu Changyan nodded, "The aptitude is good, and his temperament is good, but the thing that satisfied me most was the last sword handed out by this little guy."
Xie Shen said coldly: "Since he has used his sword, let him continue climbing. The mountain road is difficult. If you delay any more time, I am afraid he will not reach the top of the mountain before sunset."
Chang Lu said with a smile: "You still think he has something to do with your Xie family."
Xie Chen didn't say much, but a sword was unsheathed from his waist, and the sword shone in the sky.
Lu Changyan laughed loudly, "Thank Shen, the style remains the same."
At this moment, the white robe man has fiery eyes.
It's a pity that the female sword fairy who was hailed as a sword alive for thousands of miles back then took the sword back and turned around, unwilling to really let it go.
Lu Changyan's sword intent faded away, and he looked at the woman in red and smiled: "Thank Chen, do you think someone can grow ninety thousand miles with a sword?"
Xie Chen calmly said, "It's not you anyway."
There are rumors in the world that the sword immortal has a sword, and the energy is long, and the sword immortal who can reach 90,000 miles is enough to split the sky with one sword, and no one can beat the sword.

When someone opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him was no longer the peaks, and there were no white-robed men and red-robed women, only the black stone trail leading to the top of the mountain.
If it weren't for the pain in his body, Li Fuyao wouldn't even be sure if he had a dream before.
After climbing up, Li Fuyao picked up Xiaoxue on his side, continued to embrace him on his chest, and then solemnly saluted somewhere before turning around to continue walking forward.
From all kinds of news, he is the only climber on this Jianshan Mountain. Therefore, Li Fuyao never thought that he would meet another climber on the mountain trail, but after walking a few steps, he was really beside the mountain trail. I saw a teenager who was eating a chicken drumstick with relish.
It's not dead, the young man still has a sword hanging from his waist.
After seeing the inexplicable sword, Li Fuyao's heart at this moment is no longer as relaxed as when he went up the mountain before. To this young man eating chicken legs, he subconsciously held Xiaoxue's sword hilt.
The boy eating chicken legs was leaning against a straight tree, but when he saw Li Fuyao, his eyes widened and he looked like he had seen a ghost, "Climbing?"
Facing the teenager's question, Li Fuyao nodded.
The latter grabbed his hair and said incredulously: "You killed the green in the green lake, and then boarded the Menchen Mountain. The most important thing is that you actually walked to the top of the mountain and turned towards Qingqiu. Sword Qi didn't stop you?"
Li Fuyao listened to the boy’s words, thought of what he said, and then quickly determined that he was not a climber, but it seemed that he was the person on this mountain, even from the appearance of the boy, he It should not be one of the trials of this mountaineering. So Li Fuyao briefly described why he was able to climb Menchen Mountain. Of course, the focus was on the sword spirit of the sword fairy.
After listening, the young man covered his head and couldn't help but ecstatic, and finally rolled on the mountain road. The laughter lasted for almost a stick of incense.
Li Fuyao looked strange.
At last the young man stood up, tried his best to calm himself down, and said with a smile: "I wanted to go down the mountain ten years ago, but the sword spirit of this sword fairy is on the Menchen Mountain, not to mention me, even the mountain. Masters and uncles, it’s hard to get down the mountain. This ray of sword aura is really weird. The climber walks to the top of Menchen Mountain and he dissipates. But if someone descends, it depends on his mood. If you are happy, let it go. For you, I have tried more than a hundred times in the past ten years. I don’t know how many swords I have suffered. I have not been able to walk from this sword mountain to the shore of the green lake. Thanks to you, I will go down when I clean up. The mountains and rivers are magnificent. How can Shanhe not go take a look?"
The boy with an ordinary name raised his hand, threw the chicken leg off the cliff, wiped his greasy hand, and tried to make a proud look. Then he pretended to be old-fashioned and patted Li Fuyao on the shoulder, laughing. Comfortingly said: "After you climb the Jianshan Mountain, you will know why no one wants to stay on the mountain."
Li Fuyao responded in silence.
Maybe it's been a long time since I saw someone of the same age appear on the mountain, or maybe it was because Wu Shanhe finally had the opportunity to go down the mountain, so the boy seemed very happy.
Li Fuyao stood on the mountain road for a long time. Hearing this young man spit and talk about a lot of things on the mountain, he finally asked: "How far is this from the top of the mountain?"
It meant that it was not too difficult for a very problem, but after Li Fuyao asked, Wu Shanhe froze here, his expression a little embarrassing.
He smiled and was about to say something, but immediately realized that no matter what he said, he couldn't actually answer this question, so he said depressed: "I haven't climbed the mountain again, how do I know."
"You haven't climbed the mountain?" Li Fuyao was obviously surprised by this incident.
Wu Shanhe looked at Li Fuyao with an idiotic look, "Boy, when your parents are on the mountain, you are just like me, and you don’t have to work so hard to think about going up the mountain."
There are indeed many things in this world that seem so unfair, especially when you are desperately trying to climb this mountain, but you find that someone has been on this mountain since birth, so Li Fuyao climbed here. A little angry for the first time.
Because he thought of his previous experience in Luoyang City, and thought of the experience he spent so much time walking from Baiyu Town to here, everything turned into an emotion in the end.
pissed off.
But Wu Shanhe quickly comforted: "At least, before you go up the mountain, let Master Xie look at you with admiration, otherwise, where can you go up the mountain with this little snow?"
Li Fuyao looked down at the long sword in his arms and was silent.
Wu Shanhe twitched his mouth, and said angrily: "Satisfied, Master Xie's temper, although he has never been to the mountain, but who has not been cut by her, can let you take Xiaoxue up the mountain, I don't know how much face it gives you ."
Listening to what the young man said, Li Fuyao was speechless.
Finally, Wu Shanhe looked at Li Fuyao with a smile, "Hurry up and go climbing. When you really walk up to Jianshan, you will be my little junior. Then you can see the real Jianshan and you will have the opportunity to go. I have seen the style of those old guys."
Li Fuyao did not speak, and turned to continue climbing.
Wu Shanhe shouted not far below: "Hey, kid, what's your name?"
Li Fuyao did not turn his head, but his voice came from afar, "Li Fuyao."
Wu Shanhe walked a few steps and said to himself, "Wu Shanhe, Li Fuyao, hey, our names are the same. Only you are in the second stage, worse than me, so I am better than me. I'm your brother, don't you leave me a little bit worse, hey, needless to say, Li Fuyao, you will leave me better in the future!"
After chanting these things, the young man thought about going down the mountain to have a look, but only after a few steps, a majestic voice came from the top of the mountain, "Wu Shanhe, trespass on the mountain trail, you roll the old man to the sword grave go with!"
Wu Shanhe suddenly showed a bitter expression, and he protested in a low voice: "Old ancestors, don't you have such a thing?"
"Do you want the old man to reward you with a sword before going to the sword grave?" The voice was extremely flat.
Wu Shanhe immediately became energetic, grinned, and said with a smile: "Old ancestor, how can I trouble your old man with a sword? I'll go now. I can't go now."

On the third hour after Li Fuyao climbed the mountain, Xie Lu finally returned to the ruined temple from the side of the roadway. Seeing Liu Yibai was standing by the door, she was too lazy to spend her tongue and jumped to the big bluestone. Shang Zigu sat down and thought about touching Xiaoxue on his waist, but only when he stretched his hand over, it was already empty, so Xie Lu Yi was disappointed.
Liu Yibai leaned over and whispered: "Brother Xi is in the temple to shield you from the exploration of the old monsters on the mountain, otherwise you think you will not be found out about borrowing the sword?"
Xie Luwei frowned, but soon relaxed, she slowly said, "He owes me."
Seeing that his junior sister was very interested, Liu Yibai said a few more words, "In fact, junior sister, if I can go down the mountain, I will definitely catch Chen Sheng back for you."
Xie Lu looked flat and whispered: "He is willing to travel outside and who can stop him, but if he doesn't go to the demon land to kill a great demon, even if he comes back, I will compare his sword with him."
Liu Yibai grinned, his second senior brother, who has provoked Xie Lu, is afraid that he will not be peaceful in this life!
This is going to kill a big demon in the demon land, no matter how you have to climb the stairs before you dare to try, really you have to be sure, at least you need a sword immortal.
If Liu Yibai remembers correctly, no one in the world can find out his second senior brother, who is less than a hundred years old and less than a hundred years old.
For the first time, Liu Yibai felt that the second senior brother who felt a little pity for him, of course, along with the young man who had only gone up the mountain, went pitifully.
This pair of master and apprentice met Xie Lu.
What kind of ancestor is the most difficult swordsman on this sword mountain? It's my little junior sister!