Chapter 718: Grab the sword, it's okay

Li Fuyao had many swords. From the very beginning, the sword was Qingsi, then Xiaoxue, and then the sword nineteen. The bright moon grass grew ten miles away from the tall buildings, plus that handle that covered the clouds.
Xunxian is the last sword.
A sword with a length of ten thousand feet, has never been used, and was later given to Lord Sword in Xiaoyuan City.
Xiaoxue also gave Li Xiaoxue.
Jian Nineteen was taken in by Ye Sheng's Town Demon Bowl.
Among the remaining swords, the tall buildings and grass are gradually turning green, and the bright moon and green silk are always in use, and the Xunxian sword is a killer.
But the two swords of Shili and Zheyun have never been used much.
This time came six thousand years ago, because it may be due to the illusion, so he became like this, and the swords were gone. He never thought that he could still see ten miles here.
The old master saw Li Fuyao staring at that handle Shili, and then he laughed: "You bastard, your eyes are really poisonous. This Shili sword can only be used by the master of my Wanjian Sect. Sabre, I was born in Wan Jianzong back then. The Ten Mile Sword is in his hand, and it is also famous throughout the world. This sword is definitely not bad."
"It's just that after the Wan Jianzong fell, no one is qualified to hold such a handle for ten miles."
The old head teacher sighed, no matter who the sect was down, he didn't want to see this kind of thing, especially the old head teacher, the current head teacher, looking at such a situation, it was naturally heartbroken.
"Maybe you may invite it out again, but this day, I don't know if I have a chance to see this old bone."
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One-year-old children naturally couldn't do anything, so in the first few years of entering this world, Li Fuyao, except for running the sword meridian in the meridians, was just in a daze, looking at the world.
And from the words of the old master, the peace of the mountains and rivers is at the peak of the swordsman’s line. Naturally, Liu Xiang is also the strongest person in the mountains and rivers. Although there is a demon emperor in the demon land to the north. Supported, but there was no movement southward, everything was very quiet.
Every day people walk up the road of spiritual practice, people break through the border every day, and people die every day.
The old master’s life was very ordinary. Apart from reading a section of the sword scripture to Li Fuyao tomorrow, he also used the few geniuses remaining in the Ten Thousand Sword Sect to cleanse the marrow of Li Fuyao. His realm is not high. I couldn't tell whether Li Fuyao was suitable for swordsmanship, but he was just such an apprentice, and everything was crushed on Li Fuyao.
These efforts were not in vain. When Li Fuyao was two years old, he had already started practicing swordsmanship.
He practiced all the sword moves of Wan Jianzong. Those sword moves seemed simple, so it was easy to use them. If he used Xie Lujiao's sword moves at this moment, I'm afraid the old master would feel hell.
But even so, the old head teacher is very happy, and the whole person's improvement is much better.
Li Fuyao sighed and wanted to inadvertently teach him some exquisite sword scriptures, but when he seemed to accidentally reveal it, the old master teacher was at a loss.
He is not qualified enough, so he can't see through.
This is the most important thing.
Li Fuyao gave up this idea. In the days that followed, he worked hard to practice swords. He was a realm veteran instructor who could not see clearly. He just thought that he would start practicing after he was a teenager
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At this time, Li Fuyao was actually not far from the realm of the old head teacher.
Li Fuyao originally thought that when he was fifteen years old, he would leave this Wan Jianzong to look elsewhere. It is best to go to Jianshan for a walk. After all, it is possible to know the truth from that place.
But no one thought that when he was six years old, Wan Jianzong came to a few people.
Those few people were swordsmen nearby, a palace called Sword Qi Palace, and the palace owner was a swordsman in the Chaoyang Realm, and within a radius of tens of miles, he could be regarded as having some strength.
These people came only because they heard that the palace lord lacked a suitable saber.
They are here to grab the sword, not to do other things.
At that time Li Fuyao was lying on the tree eating jujubes, some cicadas were screaming beside him, the old master first smiled and said something to those people, and finally was pushed by someone, but instead of falling down, he screamed Said: "This sword has been passed down from generation to generation. It belongs to my Wan Jianzong. You want it, dream!"
Because of the decline of the sect, the old patriarch has long lost his original edge. He is very smooth and has been around for many years. He never thought that he could be so tough one day.
The headed man had a sword hanging from his waist, and looked at the old master teacher with a sneer: "You old fellow, can you hold that sword?"
"That sword is the glory of Ten Thousand Sword Sect, and it must not be taken away by anyone!"
The old head teacher was very stubborn and even wanted to draw swords against those people, but in the end he was surrounded.
The old palm teacher glanced at Li Fuyao who was on the tree, motioned him not to make a sound, and then raised his sword and fought several people.
The realm of those people is higher than that of the old master teacher. Naturally, the old master teacher vomits blood quickly. If you didn't want to ask about the whereabouts of the sword, I'm afraid the old master teacher is dead at this time. Up.
The old master clenched his teeth and never spoke. Just when they were about to ask a question, the handle had already been swept out, and the leading one was nailed to the ground. The speed of the sword was not fast, but it was not at the highest level of sword energy. For the swordsman in the realm, he still couldn't hide.
The sword was quickly withdrawn from that person's chest, carrying a large piece of blood, and it fell on the other person's chest like this, so back and forth, several people died.
The sword hovered in front of the old master, and the old master looked at this handle ten miles, and he wanted to bow down and shout that the ancestors were alive.
But soon Li Fuyao jumped down from the tree, looked at his master, and shouted a word of master.
The old master teacher looked surprised.
Then when he was even more surprised, Li Fuyao took a few steps forward, and the sword followed.
He was startled at first, and then hurriedly ran forward for several steps, knocking his head towards the outside, banging loudly, "The ancestors show their spirits, I want to revive my Ten Thousand Sword Sect!"
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After shouting with such a voice, the biggest problem lies in front of them. No matter how talented Li Fuyao is, he is only a five-year-old child. His realm must not be as high as the palace lord of the sword spirit palace. Now he is killed. His people, he would naturally find the trouble of Wan Jianzong, and no one could stop him.
The old master won’t leave here, so on a night when the stars are scarce for a month, the old master found Li Fuyao, looked at him and said:
Shilijian chose you, it shows that you have the ability to be its master, and also have the ability to revitalize Wan Jianzong, go out and travel, wait until the realm is high, and then come back.
After revitalizing Wan Jianzong. "
This is a great idea.
It is no different from what is written in the book.
Li Fuyao said, "Don't be so troublesome."
He rejected the Old Master Sect, and stayed in this Ten Thousand Sword Sect, until the end of autumn and early winter, the sword spirit palace man seemed to have forgotten about it, and he hadn't sent anyone in the past six months. Instead, he was the old master. Teach, frightened, was already sick in bed, and it seemed that the time had come.
In the early winter, it snowed here and several people came.
Li Fuyao walked out of Wan Jianzong, stayed outside with those people for a while, then returned to the house, patted the snow on his body, and pushed the stove to the bedside of the teacher.
The chill is still heavy here.
"Are they here?"
Although the old head teacher was seriously ill, he didn't necessarily feel dizzy.
"Yeah." Li Fuyao didn't hide it either. Perhaps for him, this kind of thing is not a big deal.
"Then next time their palace lord comes in person, what should I do?"
Worrying is because of fear, and also because of concern. There is not much time for the old master to teach, naturally there is nothing to fear, only worry, worry about the ten thousand sword sect, worry about Li Fuyao.
Li Fuyao withdrew his hand from the stove, thought for a while and said: "Then I will do something, lest you die."
This is not a harsh statement, but because the old master teacher is actually already dead, but he has been unable to close his eyes because of worry.
So Li Fuyao quickly took the sword and walked out.
The sword is ten miles, and the man is a swordsman.
The Palace of Sword Qi is only a few hundred miles away from the Ten Thousand Sword Sect. On both sides are the Sect of Swordsmanship, but the gap is too far. When Li Fuyao stood in front of the Palace of Sword Qi, he thought that the previous Ten Thousand Sword Sect might have So big.
It's just that he didn't sigh too much, he just walked in. He hadn't seen the palace master, but he knew one thing, that is, the palace master's realm was the highest.
So soon he saw the palace master in a small room.
Looking at the palace lord in the purple gown, the man asked, "Who are you?"
Li Fuyao is a few years old, even if his mind is not, but his body is. Such a child came to his eyes, naturally, he was surprised.
Li Fuyao put the handle Shili in front of him and said, "I brought you the sword you wanted."
The palace owner of the Sword Qi Palace has always wanted Ten Miles of Ten Thousand Sword Sect’s handle. He sent someone to get it before, but he didn’t get it. It’s just that after the person was sent out, he shut himself up and no one came back. It was huge, but few people dared to disturb him, so the matter was stranded, until he left after six months of retreat, and sent another group of people.
Now those people are also dead, and Li Fuyao comes with a sword.
His face was ugly, he didn't know the identity of the person before him, and he was a little uneasy.
"I brought you the sword, and I want you to give me something. After all, my master is very worried about one thing. I want your things to appease him."
The old master has been tortured by illness and pain these days, and he is very close to death, but he can't always close his eyes. It is very painful to live.
So Li Fuyao wanted to make him feel more at ease.
The one asked: "What is it?"
"Human head."