Chapter 802: It's good to be here

Wu Shanhe left Jianshan a few years ago, and returned to Jianshan a few years ago. At the beginning, he said that he would go down the mountain to the school, but not many people knew what he was going to do.
But after returning to Jianshan, everyone felt that Wu Shanhe's realm had been elevated a lot. After he became a climbing swordsman, he once had a battle with Li Fuyao. Although not many people saw that battle, many Everyone knows that he lost.
Later, when he went to the Academy, many disciples in Jianshan were speculating that the master church would not reach any agreement on going to Confucianism, but in the next few years everything was business as usual, and no sound came out again.
Even if Wu Shanhe was on the mountain behind, few disciples had seen this master teacher, only Yan Le.
The confidant of the head teacher can know where Wu Shanhe is.
In a cave at the back of Jianshan Mountain, Wu Shanhe is playing chess in Heyanle.
It is not Go, but the chess that has only emerged in recent years. It is said that it is two small countries north of Dayu. Chu and Han have always been unable to tell the outcome because of the continuous war. They all wanted to break the opponent, so they kept deducing. Later, they played the sand table of the two countries, and then they even made such a game of chess.
In the beginning it was only spread in these two small countries, and then it spread out later.
By the time it reached the mountain, it was the twentieth year since this chess was created.
Wu Shanhe is black, and speech is red.
According to the rules, the red chess moves first.
Yan Le reached out and moved a chess piece on the board, which signaled the beginning of the game.
After half an hour, Wu Shanhe had already achieved a defeat, and it seemed difficult to recover.
Staring at the general, Wu Shanhe said: "He is like that general now, trapped in there, and can't get out. He can only watch those people slowly walking towards him."
Yanle is such a smart person, he naturally knows what Li Fuyao the head teacher is talking about, he said: "He wants to break through, no matter where he is, it is the same, even if there is luck in the sword fairy, there is no sword fairy. Situation."
Even the swordsmen of the world, few people know that when Qingqiu broke into the sea, it was with the help of the previous generation of Jianxian Cave Mansion, which blocked the Qi machine and escaped the exploration of other Canghai monks.
Today's Li Fuyao, even with the luck of Qingqiu, can find a former Sword Fairy Cave Mansion to block the Qi machine, it is useless.
Because Li Fuyao had already proved that when he broke the boundary in the Spring and Autumn Period and ascended the building, he would definitely suffer special treatment from this world. No matter how powerful the manpower is, he can only shield outsiders from exploring, but he wants to hide it. Over the world, even if Chao Qingqiu is alive, I am afraid that he does not have this ability.
Li Fuyao is now like a lantern in the dark night, no matter where he hides, as long as it is a little bright, he will be seen by everyone.
So others don't need to look for it, as long as Li Fuyao dares to break through, then in the dark night will definitely stretch out many hands to grab the lantern.
"There is no way to avoid it, there is no way to hide. This is my brother."
Wu Shanhe moved the chess pieces on the chessboard, and then said softly: "He is too much attention. Now he has to face not only those monks from the sea, but also the world. Every level is not easy to get through."
Yanle said, "We have three sword celestials, and they will all be there."
Wu Shanhe said: "There are more sword celestial beings or there are more saints, and the three sword celestial beings face the digital Canghai. What is the chance of winning?
Have you ever?"
Yan Le shook his head and said, "Actually, it's not clear."
Wu Shanhe knew that Yanle was talking nonsense. He looked into the distance and said softly: "At least two on the mountain are almost at the end of the building, Zhou Qing and Mr. Chao, among them, Mr. Chao can already become a sword fairy in the sea. , Why have you kept pressing patience without breaking the border, have you thought about it?"
Yan Le was startled, and then asked: "Mr. Chao wanted to attract the attention of some Canghai monks for Li Fuyao that day?"
Wu Shanhe no longer speaks.
That's enough, no need to say more.
Yanle was silent for a moment, and then said: "Mr. Chao is going to give up his own cultivation, but why is this?"
Wu Shanhe's expression remained the same, and he didn't say anything, but what he thought was definitely not simple. Many swordsmen who climbed the stairs on the mountain had always been close to Li Fuyao and let him go.
This is the difference between closeness.
Of course, judging from the things Li Fuyao did, Li Fuyao did do more than Wu Shanhe, but Wu Shanhe believed that he had done nothing wrong.
He didn't understand why it was still the result.
Why did everyone give Li Fuyao a lot of attention, but Wu Shanhe didn't praise him at all.
Even if the ancestor Xu Ji left Jianshan to him, he just didn't want to live with Li Fuyao carrying the burden.
He Wu Shanhe had suffered no less than Li Fuyao.
Thinking of this, Wu Shanhe closed his eyes and said, "Let the disciples of Jianshan always pay attention. If there is any change, the mountain must be fully martial law."
"That matter, we...do not mix."
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Chao Fengchen left Jianshan and returned to Jianshan. This time he was about to leave. Chen Sheng came to see him off. After drinking, he asked an interesting question, "You know that your realm is enough, and you are not yet broken. For what?"
Chao Fengchen is Chao Qingqiu’s sword aura. It may not be the best in terms of talents, but after all, with Chao Qingqiu’s kendo insights, it’s not a very good thing to re-walk the road you have traveled before and want to break into the sea. Hard things.
But for so many years, he has always restrained his realm, and has no plans to take a step forward.
Chen Sheng asked, "Are you afraid of being killed by those Canghai monks?"
When Mr. Changgu broke the border, it was Li Fuyao and the two sword immortals fighting desperately in Xiaoyuan City that gave him the chance to win it out. Now breaking the border is indeed a bit dangerous.
Chao Fengchen looked at Chen Sheng, shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be this."
Chen Sheng sighed, "That's for Li Fuyao that stinky boy."
He is a very smart person, and he only needs to do some calculations to know the truth.
But Chao Fengchen retorted: "This kind of thing is not my business, what am I worried about?"
He was a climber, and then Li Fuyao broke the boundary. Maybe he was a climber, what to worry about.
Chen Sheng didn't know that Wu Shanhe and Yan Le had thought about it before, but they just thought about it, then patted their heads, "I don't want to kill this kid anyway."
Chao Fengchen learned that Chen Sheng had this idea. It seems that this guy has been hanging around, but he still cares about his apprentice.
Even the Canghai realm that all swordsmen want to have can be thrown away, which is really amazing.
"That's my apprentice and not my son. I have no reason to be so kind to him."
Chen Sheng took a sip of wine, as if he was a little angry with his previous thoughts.
Chao Fengchen joked: "You don't have a son, so you think of him as a son, isn't it right?"
Chen Sheng had a black face, "I don't even have a wife!"
Chao Fengchen laughed, "You still have to blame yourself for this kind of thing."
As he spoke, Chao Fengchen turned his head and looked at Chen Sheng with a smile, and said, "Live well, that kid naturally has his blessing."
Chen Sheng shook his head and said: "It is estimated that the stinky boy is facing a unique situation for thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years. Luck, unless Chao Qingqiu will stand in front of him at that time, I will believe that stuff."
Chao Fengchen smiled and said, "Will you kill the digital sea directly then?"
Chen Sheng patted that greasy long hair, as if some lice had grown in it, making him feel itchy.
Chao Fengchen took a sip of wine and asked casually: "Who was the Liu Shan who went up the mountain before?"
Chen Shengman said casually: "I originally wanted to see a certain three-generation disciple on the mountain, but then I heard that kid said that it had something to do with Mr. Li, so I didn't bother to care about it. That stinky kid Li Fuyao is this. Temper, depending on people, character first, aptitude second. Anyway, that kid will definitely not be a sword embryo, so I will give it to them. Anyway, whose disciple in the world is better than my disciple Chen Sheng?"
Chao Fengchen bluntly dismantled the platform and said: "Liang Yi."
Come on, that Dao Sect saint who has a Dao seed as his disciple, not only is his Liang Yi's realm inferior to him, even the stupid disciple behind him is inferior to Ye Shengge.
Chao Fengchen stopped talking, and went down the mountain alone after drinking that sip.
Chen Sheng looked at his back and opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say anything.
Some words really can only be held back.
It's hard to say to my apprentice, nor to a swordsman like Chao Fengchen, it's boring to say it.
Chen Sheng patted his face and suddenly cursed: "Li Fuyao, do you silly boy know, how many people are afraid of you for this mess?"
It was him who was scolding, but the scolded one could not hear.
Chen Sheng turned and walked towards the mountain, when suddenly there was a sword blast from the mountain.
Chen Sheng stopped, and only for a moment, there was more sadness on his face.
This sword cry is a whine.
This meant that there was a swordsman on the mountain who broke through the border and died.
Now the mountain retreat broke the border, only Zhou Qing, who else could he be?
It turns out that you still haven't passed the relationship?
Chen Sheng thought silently.
Xu Li stood in front of the bamboo building, listening to the sound of the sword, thinking about when they were in Baiyu Town that year, and then whispered: "Good journey."
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At this time, it rained in Qiufeng Town. After the rain stopped, a seed sprouted in the small courtyard.
Li Fuyao stood up from the bamboo chair and looked at the clouds in the distance. There was a lot of green in front of him, thinking that the weather today is not bad.
So he took a sip of his wine, stood under the eaves, thought for a while, then waved, a few swords came from the horizon.
Bright moon and tall buildings, green silk covering the clouds, ten miles of grass gradually green.
Then Li Fuyao said, "It's good to be here."