Chapter 819: Wenjian is a guest.

Liu Xianyang showed up today with neither a sword nor a sword on his back, and his hands were empty.

In fact, I originally wanted to carry a sword and pretend to be a swordsman, but when I saw Chen Ping'an carrying a sword, he looked very human-like, so I had to give up.

Liu Xianyang was calm and relaxed at the moment, with his arms folded across his chest, standing not far from the archway at the entrance of the mountain, looking up at the plaque with the word "Zhengyang" written on it, and then the look on his face, It gradually became awkward.

That guy Chen Pingan joked with him before, saying that you got a good name, did you mean to envy Zhengyang Mountain? Liu Xianyang was stunned for a long time. He was so disgusted that he couldn't calm down even after drinking a pot of boring wine. Zhengyang Mountain is really evil. If I ask for swords tomorrow, I have to give advice to their ancestor hall. Why don't you just listen? I advise you to change your name.

While drinking at Guoyunlou yesterday, while joking, Chen Pingan threw out a booklet, saying that it might be useful for Wen Jian tomorrow. Liu Xianyang flipped through it casually and only remembered a rough outline. Not interested.

The older generation of swordsmen, including Zhuhuang, Xia Yuancui, Tao Yanbo, Yan Chu and others, how are their natal flying swords? What is their sword style? What are their trump cards? There are detailed records in the "family tree" that Chen Pingan helped write.

There are also the young swordsmen of the younger generation, especially those who are likely to be the first to show up to ask for swordsmanship, Liu Yu, Yu Xu, Wu Tijing, Yuan Bai... none of them are missing from the book. , are all on the list.

It's not that Liu Xianyang is arrogant, he is really overly arrogant to the point of being arrogant.

But when a person has a friend named Chen Pingan by his side, he will be worry-free and extra relaxed.

However, Liu Xianyang is indeed very confident. He has been like this since he was a child. He can learn everything very quickly. Every link, every pass, is all knowledge, but it only took Liu Xianyang half a year of hard work to achieve the superb level accumulated by the master's skills for decades.

Old man Yao, who is so picky as the head of the dragon kiln, can only talk about a few principles other than craftsmanship. Porcelain is made from fire, but it has to be completely extinguished. Considered a top-notch object, the longer it is left, the more it becomes gleaming, as if it were placed in water and quietly polished for hundreds of thousands of years.

This guy Chen Ping'an is a bit stupid and serious in doing things, so I can only follow him obediently and learn from others, but he can't learn well.

Liu Xianyang is not in a hurry. Since he has already spoken about asking for the sword, it doesn’t matter who will take the sword. It is best to just wait and let the Yizhou monks inside and outside Zhengyang Mountain learn more about Uncle Liu. The jade tree faces the wind.

Liu Xianyang felt really bad looking at the plaque, so he simply looked away and began to close his eyes to rest.

I came here from the inn Yufeng. I looked back at Yunlou on the way and found that Chen Ping'an was missing. I didn't know where this guy was sneaking around. Anyway, it is definitely not the "Sword Top" at the Ancestral Master Hall of Yixianfeng, otherwise there would have been a commotion long agoNow, I am Wenjian at the gate of the mountain, so Chen Pingan is still kind and does not steal the limelight.

You don’t need too many such friends, just one is enough.

Refining the dream of a thousand years in the day, and wandering in the night for ten thousand years.

That’s me, Liu Xianyang.

Wei Yueshan, the steward of Bailudu, hurried up the mountain to cross the Cloud Tower against the wind, and then looked at each other with his junior sister Ni Yuerong.

Isn’t the friend who lives with Cao Mo in this A-shaped house a Shanze Yexiu from Old Dragon City? Why did he suddenly become Liu Xianyang, the direct descendant of the Longquan Sword Sect?

It can be seen from this that there is no doubt that the real Taoist man wearing the lotus crown falsified the ultimatum.

But the young Taoist whose pseudonym is Cao Mo wears a green gauze Taoist robe, which is exquisitely woven, full of water and cloud energy, and holds a white jade Ganoderma lucidum in his hand, which is even more for the Taoism of the hermit mountain guest. , is like the finishing touch, and it makes "Cao Mo" look so ethereal and ethereal. Even if this guy says that he is not a member of the Taoist sect, no one will believe him.

At least the Qingwu Peak brother and sister, until this moment, felt that the man was just falsely stating his name, and must be a Taoist immortal master with a Taoist name and a Taoist ultimatum. Could it be that this long journey was for Liu Xianyang's inevitable death-defying sword battle, with the lotus crown above his head protecting his way?

Ni Yuerong was crying, hating Liu Xianyang in her heart for not finding a good place to die even when she was tired of living. She even hated Cao Mo, the accomplice. Standing on the wicker chair, he stamped his feet and said: "These two bastards who have been stabbed a thousand times are so good at death that they leaked from me to cause trouble in the first line of peaks. The sect master and ancestors are angry and turn around to blame me for not doing things well. What should I do?"

Wei Yueshan comforted: "It may not be all bad. There is a saying in the mountains that if the people build houses, it will not be prosperous. A little bump will be a good thing. These two accomplices The last one is not as magnanimous as the Yellow River. I guess the last one is a Jindan Sword Immortal, plus a Taoist monk from the Nascent Soul Realm. Just the two of them, if they are placed elsewhere, it is not difficult to show off their majesty. Here we are. , It’s destined not to cause any trouble, it’s just helping to cheer up.”

Ni Yuerong nodded slightly, but she could not hide her sadness, her moist eyes were filled with grievances.

On the square outside the Ancestral Hall at the top of Xianxian Peak, only a group of young female nuns from Qiongzhifeng Flower and Wood Shop are still busy with the flowers and fruits at the tables. There must be no mistakes in the arrangement, placement and seating of each chair, otherwise it will offend others, so they need to lead a group of people to sit down later.

At this moment, there is no Zhengyang Mountain Sword Immortal guarding here, because there is no need. This important mountain gate place is strictly restricted. The sword energy on the top of the mountain is vertical and horizontal, fine and flawless, the sword energy is sharp, and the sword intention is heavy. , so that no flowers, grass or trees can survive and grow on the top of the mountain. Even the stone walls of the mountain have to be tempered with formations and spells to prevent them from falling apart. Therefore, the Patriarch Hall itself is a natural mountain-protecting formation, and even they can't. needOnly by hanging the secret fasting card of Zhengyang Mountain can you walk freely and breathe smoothly.

If you switch to an ordinary Jindan sword cultivator and climb to the top without authorization, being here is like a sword competition with huge disparity in strength. If you are not careful, the sword energy will be triggered. With good luck, you can escape from serious injuries. Going down the mountain, if you have bad luck, you will risk your life and fortune on the top of the mountain.

Although these beautiful orioles are busy at the moment, they are in order and their faces are full of joy. Their occasional whispers are all about those young talents who are famous all over the world. For example, Wu Tijing from his own mountain, Xie Ling from Longquan Sword Sect, and Yu Shiwu, a very senior member of Zhenwu Mountain, are said to be very handsome and gentle men. As for the academy gentleman Zhou Ju, he is even more interesting. Excellent, wise men, gentlemen, wise men, and gentlemen come in turn.

Of course, we will definitely talk about the female identity of Fanshanjun of Nanyue, and the tall and graceful appearance of Weishanjun of Northern Mountain.

On the first line of Zhengyang Mountain, in addition to the ordinary main mountaineering Shinto road, there are ten mountaineering "sword roads" opened up by the sword immortal himself. They have been passed down from generation to generation in an orderly manner. Only seven of them, They have all reached the top one after another, which means that in the history of Zhengyang Mountain, there have been seven Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortals who have achieved enlightenment, and the latest one is none other than the ancestor Xia Yuancui. The remaining three paths are still some distance from the top of the mountain. Among them are the sword paths developed by the three Nascent Soul realms in the history of Poyun Peak, Pianying Peak and Duixue Peak.

This is the origin of the old ten peaks of Zhengyang Mountain.

That’s why the Patriarch Hall is also called Jianding, which means that within a continent of mountains and rivers, this place is the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

Promote the Tao and live forever, act against nature, and only compete for words.

When future sword cultivators enter our mountains, they should risk their lives and climb to the top with their swords, with their feet on the mountains and rivers, and no one else around them.

These are the ancestral teachings that disciples of Zhengyang Mountain have long known by heart.

Not far from the top of the mountain, the Bamboo Emperor led the thirty or forty immortal masters to rest temporarily in a sword-stopping pavilion. They were originally waiting for the distinguished guests from all the peaks to come here to meet. After everyone arrived, they left the mountain. The Lord Bamboo Emperor led all the direct descendants of the sect and the distinguished guests to observe the ceremony. According to the ancestral tradition of Zhengyang Mountain, they hiked up the mountain from Dingjian Pavilion. It took about two sticks of incense to climb up to the top of the sword together, and then walked in Incense was offered at the Patriarch Hall, and then the celebration officially began, and the news that Yuan Zhenye, enshrined in the mountain guard, had entered the upper five realms was announced to Yizhou.

I never thought that a rebellious man who called himself Liu Xianyang would appear. He was extremely mad and wanted to question the sword and demolish the ancestral hall.

Therefore, guests from all the peaks of Zhengyang Mountain, which are divided into the old ten peaks and the new ten peaks, seemed to stop in unison, not rushing to Zushan, just waiting to watch the show.

Zhuhuang, the leader of the First Line Peak, Xia Yuancui in the Yupu Realm of the Full Moon Peak, Tao Yanbo in the Qiuling Mountain, and Yan Chu, the Zhanglu, these old swordsmen are all already in the Stopping Sword Pavilion.

As for protecting the mountain and enshrining Yuan Zhenye, the ancestor who moved the mountain in the minds of the young disciples of Zhengyang Mountain will certainly not be absent.

Except for Zhengyang Mountain’s own ancestors and direct disciples, all sword cultivators outside the mountain, even distinguished guests,, all need to take off their swords here.

That's why Li Tuanjing once said with a smile that the sword cultivator who was willing to go to the hilltop of Zhengyang Mountain to pick up swords and enjoy the scenery was not worthy of being a sword cultivator.

Because there is still half an hour before the celebration, the monks who are currently in the Yinxian Peak Stop Sword Pavilion are all old immortal masters who have been friends with Zhengyang Mountain for generations. They are inappropriate for the young sword cultivator. They all had angry looks on their faces, they were so bold and arrogant, how could Ruan Qiong teach such a direct disciple who didn't know etiquette.

The Bamboo Emperor was slightly apologetic, and laughed with many of his friends on the mountain: "You guys are laughing."

First there was the Yellow River Asking the Sword at Bailudu, and then Liu Xianyang appeared. At the gate of Zushan, everyone wanted to ask for swords, which was really a bit noisy.

The old ape in white walked to the railing alone with his hands behind his back and squinted at the door at the foot of the mountain. The little boy was quite sensible and knew to give a head with both hands to add to his celebration. If it was just one or two Wouldn't it be a shame to kill him with a punch?

As soon as the theatergoers blinked, they realized that the show had come to an end, which didn’t seem right.

An old immortal master who was closely related to the Great Li Dynasty first carefully prepared his words, and then said with a smile: "That ignorant boy is really a frog at the bottom of the well. The sect master doesn't need to pay any attention to it, just drive him away.

The Bamboo Emperor shook his head and said: "This person and our Zhengyang Mountain have had a small quarrel. Moreover, this person's ancestors are also involved in an old matter with Zhengyang Mountain. I guess Liu Xianyang is planning to ask the sword today." It’s been a long time, and it’s hard to be kind.”

When the old immortal master heard this, he immediately understood it and no longer dared to be the peacemaker between Zhengyang Mountain and Longquan Sword Sect. If you are not a human being, you cannot offend.

Zhang Yan Chu thought for a while and asked in his heart: "Mountain Master, why don't you send a message to Yu Ping with a flying sword and ask him to leave Yujiao Peak immediately to collect the sword?"

Yu Yu Purin and Liu Xianyang are about the same age, and they are both golden elixir sword cultivators.

If Yu Ping loses, he will not have a rival to Xuefeng Yuanbai. Yan Chu has long felt that this person is an eyesore. Every time he discusses things, he will only half-dead and sit at the door as a doorkeeper. Yuanbai It would be best to have a life-and-death fight with Liu Xianyang at the gate of the mountain. If they die together, there will be one more chair in the ancestral hall in the future.

However, the master Zhanglu quickly shook his head, rejected the proposal, and changed his words: "It is better to let Wu Tijing go directly, without any delay, just a few swords, and don't delay Yuan Chongfeng." It’s an auspicious time for the celebration.”

When asking for swords on the mountain, there are generally two situations, either the victory or defeat is determined, and the result is achieved in an instant. It was such a scene when the Yellow River met Su Jia at the Immortal Terrace of Fengxue Temple.

Otherwise, both sides are competing for swordsmanship. Their strength is similar, and there is no situation where the natal flying sword can restrain one side. Therefore, it is extremely time-consuming, and the sword shines on the world at every turn, fighting thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. Although the former is mostly the latter, the latter Also appears frequently. Yan Chu was afraid of Liu Xianyang, who only came here to make a name for himself, and would stop after winning one battle. He also had sinister intentions and deliberately delayed time. He said he was asking for swordsmanship, but in fact he wasThe wind is rushing among the peaks of Zhengyang Mountain.

After a sword quiz begins, others cannot interrupt casually. There are so many distinguished guests in Zhengyang Mountain at the moment. Do we just wait for the sword quiz to end? Let that Liu Xianyang wander around the hilltop of his house unscrupulously?

The Bamboo Emperor thought for a while, but although he had made a decision, he still had no plan to speak out. He asked in a soliciting tone: "I think there is no problem in losing one or two games first. Dragon Gate Realm Sword cultivator, golden elixir realm, and Nascent Soul each have one person, as long as they win the last game, what do you think?" Yan Chu frowned and blurted out: "How can we lose the sword today in full view of everyone? At this moment, maybe even the monks from Luzhou and Tongyezhou in Beiju are looking at us at Zhengyang Mountain with wide eyes. If we can win, we will lose. It's such a child's play. We old guys can't be beaten. Are the monks from Sanzhou laughing their heads off?”

My Zhengyang Mountain, a majestic sect, has always been the most powerful swordsman in the world, but at a critical moment when the world is attracting attention, A kid comes to ask about swordsmanship, and he wants to lose a game on purpose? You, the Bamboo Emperor, as the sect leader, are you out of your mind? Or do you think the face enshrined in the mountain guard Yuan Zhenye is not a face? Can outsiders step on the ground casually? Besides, the Longquan Sword Sect also carries the word "sword". Who knows if that Ruan Qiong Xiaodujichang didn't dare to come himself, so he deliberately asked his disciple Liu Xianyang to come and cause trouble?

He can't think clearly and wants to save face. It is inevitable that he will not be serious about what he does or says. We are considered half of his elders. If a young man is looking for death, we can't really kill him. "

Yan Chu smiled and nodded.

Xia Yuancui said from the bottom of her heart this time: "There is a little girl named Liu Yu over there at Qiongzhi Peak, who seems to have just entered the Dragon Gate realm not long ago? If Liu Yu loses, let Yu Xu Just go down the mountain and receive the sword. Even if both of them lose, it won't be a big problem. If we win the third game, we at Zhengyang Mountain will treat it as one or two more fun games for the guests."

Tao Yanbo somewhat admired Patriarch Yuancui’s fortitude and scheming.

First Liu Yu and then Yu Ping, they both practiced swordsmanship at Shenxiu Mountain in Longzhou for many years, so they can be regarded as half of Liu Xianyang's sect.

If he wins, it will be obvious that Zhengyangshan Swordsmanship is much higher than Longquan Swordsmanship. If he loses, anyone with a discerning eye will know that Zhengyang Mountain is a place for hospitality, so let Liu Xianyang take this opportunity to reminisce with his "fellow sect".

Both sides win or lose. In fact, the victory or defeat begins early

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Go to that sword path first.

And once Zhengyang Mountain asked these two people to come down to receive the sword, it was obvious that they did not take Liu Xianyang's question about the sword seriously. The sect was very broad-minded and magnanimous.

Besides, I’m sorry for the first two games. In the third game at Zhengyang Mountain, when I received the sword, the swordsman didn’t pay attention, and his shot was a little heavy, and it broke.Whose natal Flying Sword or Eternal Life Bridge is lost? Even if it is unexpected, it is reasonable.

In order to delay the destruction of the Yellow River, when the Zhengyang Mountain Patriarch Hall was discussing matters, it was quite a headache. The issue of asking swordsmen on the mountain was not only about victory or defeat, but also about face.

After all, Zhengyang Mountain at that time was far from as confident as it is today and could not afford to lose any face.

For example, at that time, Xia Yuancui was older, had the highest seniority, and his realm was one level higher than that of the Yellow River, so it was not appropriate to rush to Fenglei Garden. The Bamboo Emperor was the sect leader of the mountain, after all, he was an old swordsman of the same generation as Li Tuanjing. With Huanghe Wenjian, it was inconsistent with etiquette, so it was a similar embarrassing situation. In addition, Tao Yanbo and Zhang Lu Yan Chu really didn't dare to say that they had any chance of winning against Huang He, a sword cultivator from the same realm.

So in the end, a Yuan Bai was introduced who temporarily changed his status from a guest to a worshiper.

Today is very different from the past. The old swordsmen of the old and new peaks of Zhengyang Mountain no longer feel that they have no chance of winning, but no one is willing to go down the mountain. It seems that they are getting a free advantage. , In fact, the price has dropped. If you are entangled with that stupid young man who doesn't know the heights of the world, and against a young golden elixir, what if you win? It is destined to be a drudgery without any dignity at all.

The ten young people from Aquarius Island are headed by Ma Kuxuan from Zhenwu Mountain. In addition, there are Xie Ling, Liu Baqiao, Jiang Yun, Zhou Ju, Sui Youyou, and Yu Shiwu, all of whom were once A young genius who shined in a continental war. Among the ten candidates, there is also Wu Tijing, a close disciple of Bamboo Emperor, who ranks extremely high, ranking second on the list.

Among these twenty people, there is no one named Liu Xianyang, let alone Liu Xianyang, there is no one named Liu.

The Bamboo Emperor asked: "That's it?"

Several old swordsmen all thought this was feasible.

Finally, Yan Chu took out a talisman sword that was refined with a unique secret method. The flying sword sent a message to Qiongzhi Peak. The light of the sword was like an autumn stream, drawing an arc and heading straight for Qiongzhi Peak.

Since there is no one to guard the Immortal Carrying Sword Peak, the mountain guard who practices cultivation here is enshrined in honor of Yuan Zhenye. After going to Zushan, the landscape ban is activated.

The old ape in white was slightly moved in his heart. He spread out his palms and looked at the mountains and rivers from a distance, a mountain boundary. Wherever his mind went, the mountains and rivers appeared in detail, but in the end he found nothing strange. Yuan Zhenye just regarded it as a common occurrence. The birds bumped into the mountain, or the lingering energy of some passing monks accidentally touched the prohibition of the mountains and rivers.

The Bamboo Emperor noticed something strange on the mountain guard side and immediately asked in his heart: "Is something wrong?"

The old ape in white shook his head and smiled: "It's okay."

The Bamboo Emperor smiled and nodded. Indeed, there is nothing major to worry about in Zhengyang Mountain now.

Just lots of happy things.

The founding ancestor of Qiongzhi Peak is a female swordsman with the Taoist name Lingmu, named Leng Qi. She has been in the golden elixir realm for two hundred years. She wears two swords. Named Qingshui and Tianfeng, she is also proficient in the magic of the immortal family, so she has the reputation of being on the mountain where "the breeze in her arms transforms into feathers and soars".

At that time, among the three sword fairy embryos who were climbing the mountain with Yu Xu, Liu Yu was the girl.He was successfully snatched by Qiongzhi Peak in 2001 and became the direct disciple of Leng Qi, the founder of this peak.

Leng Qi rarely smiled after receiving the message from the Master Lawyer's Talisman Sword. This old woman, the peak leader, has an extremely old face, white hair and chicken skin, and sharp eyes. She has accumulated great power in Qiongzhi Peak. He was serious and true, but facing Liu Yu, the newly acquired direct descendant, he was extremely kind-hearted and said softly: "There is a letter from Yan Zhanglu from the Yixian Peak. I hope you will go to Zushan with your sword and ask Liu Xianyang of the Longquan Sword Sect. It’s a sword fight. The letter said, within one stick of incense, you just have to do your best, it doesn’t matter if you win or lose.”

Can I take it seriously?

Liu Yu was obviously a little nervous. It was the first time in his life to practice in the mountains, whether in Shenxiu Mountain or Qiongzhi Peak, to really fight against each other, to confront someone about the Eight Classics of Swordsmanship, especially when the other party was... She is the direct descendant of Ruan Shengren, and she also needs to draw the sword under the watchful eye of the senior immortal master on the top of Yizhou Mountain, how can she not be embarrassed.

Leng Qi then smiled and said: "This sparring match is just about reminiscing about old times. It's a question of swordsmanship. Yu'er, try your best to fight well."

"Just remember. For one thing, the last few swords must not destroy the reputation of the ancestors of Qiongzhi Peak."

Liu Yu said softly: "Master, the Longquan Sword Sect has long known about my flying sword and magical power. That person is the direct descendant of Saint Ruan, so he may have the upper hand."

Her natal flying sword, Dihua. Once the flying sword was sacrificed, thousands of swords transformed into flowers filling the sky.

Leng Qi smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, just do as I say, you don't have to think too much."

Liu Yu took a deep breath, unsheathed her sword, Point your toes, step on the sword lightly, use the sword to go down the mountain, and go to the gate of Xianfeng Mountain.

When Master Yan Chu saw the graceful figure on Qiongzhi Peak, he used his magical power and said loudly: "Qiongzhi Peak, Longmen Realm Sword Cultivator Liu Yu leads the sword!"

On the side of Qiongzhi Peak, Lu Zhengchun, who had entered the mountain as his wife, stood beside the Taoist monk. The big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

Lu Zhengchun’s Taoist companion is the most qualified among Leng Qi’s dozens of disciples.

To be honest, Lu Zhengchun was really worried that the man named Liu would step on shit and become Ruan Qiong's direct descendant, and then he would play dirty tricks and secretly retaliate against himself and his family.

He was naturally in a good mood at this moment. He and Liu Xianyang were born in Lizhu Cave Heaven, but their backgrounds were completely different. Lu Zhengchun was a descendant of the Lu family on Fulu Street. How could he have thought of the person who almost came to him back then? Will the guy he beat to death transform into a swordsman, or the direct descendant of a big shot like Ruan Qiong?

Being beaten to death is best.

No, it would be best to be beaten half to death and have the Bridge of Immortality broken. Then the next time old friends meet again, it will be interesting.

Her wayThe couple smiled and said to themselves: "Husband, you must pay more attention to making money in the future."

Lu Zhengchun smiled and nodded, "It is my duty to never let my wife worry about money or be looked down upon by others. ”

At the entrance of Xianfeng Mountain.

Liu Xianyang, who had been waiting for a long time, opened his eyes, and it turned out to be Liu Yu.

The two sides had never met before, because Liu Yu and the others had already left Shenxiu Mountain before Liu Xianyang returned to his hometown.

Liu Yu fell to the ground, sheathed her sword, pinched the sword secret with one hand and saluted. With the sword energy lingering on her green onion-like fingers, she signed up for herself: "Qiongzhi" Feng, Sword Cultivator Liu Yu."

Liu Xianyang sighed, there was a little trouble. Among the three people who came down the mountain in the past, only the little girl in front of him could actually be the direct descendant of the Longquan Sword Sect, but she was Infatuated with that Yu Yu, I followed him to Zhengyang Mountain.

Liu Xianyang smiled and said: "Miss Liu, just make your move."

Liu Yu nodded, and without any polite words, he directly used his natal flying sword, Dihua.

Within a radius of tens of feet, it seemed that everything was covered with flowers.

Liu Xianyang stretched out a hand, shook his wrist slightly, and condensed a long sword with the essence of the sword.

Hundreds of dill flowers were flying all over the sky, instantly covering Liu Xianyang’s figure.

Liu Xianyang was actually extremely embarrassed at the moment. Chen Pingan had joked before that it was easy for other swordsmen to lead swords, but they must think carefully about how to deal with Liu Yu at Qiongzhi Peak.

Liu Yu unsheathed his sword and disappeared in a flash, rushing into the sword formation that occupied a favorable location and people. In the early years of the Longquan Sword Sect, several seniors who had climbed the mountain earlier had He taught her how to control the sword formation, especially her senior brother Xie Ling, who was not well-known at that time but later became famous in the whole continent. He also taught her a mysterious and profound way of transformation. Liu Yu obeyed the instructions of her mentor. Except for the flying sword and the sword formation, she used the sword moves passed down by the Longquan Sword Sect to pass the sword to Liu Xianyang.

A stream of sword energy brought out streams of fireflies, slashing towards Liu Xianyang among the countless flowers.

The trajectory of Liu Ying was erratic and the sword lights intertwined, but Liu Xianyang just used his sword energy to drive away all the flying swords that were close to him. The long sword in his hand, which was not a real thing, moved here and there, moving those quite The beautiful Liuying sword light cut them off one by one. What's going on with Miss Liu? Are you bullying me for being too lazy to practice in the mountains? Regardless of the sword formation or the sword moves, I have seen them a few times, and I really don’t need to learn much to master them.

After a while, Liu Yu silently recited the sword technique in his heart. The scattered sword energy that Liu Xianyang chopped off was connected, like a basket woven into it, surrounding Liu Xianyang who was only defending but not attacking for some reason. The energy suddenly tightened, like a rope tightening suddenly.

Liu Xianyang was too lazy to think of a way to break it, so he followed the gourd's example and casually pinched the same sword technique as Liu Yu's. A sword formation that sprang up out of thin air suddenly spread apart and collided with each other. The strength was carefully controlled. Excellent, just enough to break the formation without hurting anyone. Their respective sword energies offset each other completely. By the way,The flying swords with uncertain reality and reality were knocked away like flowers and bloomed more. Liu Xianyang did not want to appear too much, so he finally took the initiative to gently hand out a sword. Even if he deliberately withdrew his force, the sword light was still like an arcing moon, bright and dazzling. , went straight to Liu Yu, but she first protected her with hundreds of snow-white flowers, which were chopped into pieces by the sword light. She had no choice but to block her body with the sword in her hand, and her shoulders on both sides were still washed by the sword light like water. Then, the robe was in tatters, and there were three obvious wounds on one arm and shoulder. The blood was blurred and it was too horrible to look at.

Liu Xianyang was even more speechless than Liu Yu because he felt tired.

Just like quarreling with a little slug and then fighting, pretending that the fight was back-and-forth is naturally more tiring than beating the little bastard who was full of flying swords at a young age and cried.

Liu Yu gritted her teeth and remembered her master’s saying that she could win a beautiful fight within a stick of incense. She bit the bullet and did not hesitate to exhaust her own spiritual energy to run her natal flying sword. Pieces of Ogi flowers lingered around, Protecting one person and one sword, although the number is far less than before, each piece of Dihua contains snow-white sword energy, which is quite impressive. Like the wind blowing one side, a large group of Dihua quickly floats towards the one she originally had the opportunity to call Senior Brother or... Junior brother's sword practice.

Liu Xianyang sighed, threw out the long sword in his hand, hovered in front of him, and placed a sword in the middle. Hundreds of identical long swords appeared on the left and right sides, with different sword auras and different sword intentions. There is no slight deviation in either weight or weight.

Like a lazy boy from a rural school, he wrote countless vertical strokes.

But in the eyes of the monks in the mountains, Liu Xianyang's sword formation was like a line of cavalry, with powerful sword energy.

The really beautiful group of flying flowers collided with the sword formation, stirring up snow-white debris several feet high, like the tide crashing against the cliff, all in vain.

Liu Yu had no choice but to put away the natal magical power of the flying sword, and condensed it into a snow-white pocket flying sword. She endured the severe pain caused by the trembling of her soul, and it flashed away. The sword light drew an arc, Rushing towards Liu Xianyang's back.

Liu Xianyang was indifferent. He just looked into the woman's eyes and found some clues.

Oh, this soft-hearted silly girl.

You said it’s not good who you like, but you like that pervert Yu Pur. Even if you go down the mountain and change sects, it’s not good to go to practice swordsmanship. But when you come to this sect, the style has already been distorted into the gutter. Zhengyang Mountain.

Liu Xianyang took a step sideways and dodged the snow-white flying sword. He knocked it away with the back of his hand, and then no longer deliberately delayed the sword question. Anyone with a discerning eye would know what was going on. A layman wouldn't think Qiongzhifeng Sword Xiu Liuyu is too vulnerable.

The aura of heaven and earth near the entrance of the mountain, following Liu Xianyang’s thoughts, as if he had received an order, countless long swords suddenly condensed. The high places were like torrential rain falling on the world, and the low places were like spring grass. Thick hair growth.

Liu Yu was holding a long sword and her face was pale. She stood there, motionless, and did not even dare to take back the flying sword Ogihua.

Because she seemed to be in a forest of swords, surrounded by everything, and the sword energy intertwined like a forbidden land.

LiuAt this moment, Yu was being pointed at by more than a thousand overlapping sword tips, and her whole body felt like she had fallen into an ice cave.

Liu Xianyang waved his hand, and the sword forest disappeared. He said with a smile: "Miss Liu, you can go back to the mountain. Practice well in the future. As a human being, you must not learn from anyone. Just concentrate on practicing swordsmanship. You will definitely have a great path." "

Liu Yu raised her sword and clasped her fists, without saying a word. She put away her flying sword, lost her mind, and returned to Qiongzhi Peak with her sword.

Liu Xianyang was actually more aggrieved than Liu Yu. He raised his arms high and hooked his palms, signaling to come again.

Liu Xianyang took one step forward, walked through the gate of the archway, and started to walk up the steps. If you don't come, I will.

On the other side of the sword pavilion where Yixian Peak stopped, Zhang Lu Yan Chu smiled again and said: "Yujiao Peak sword cultivator, Yu Ping leads the sword."

A sword light shines from the Yujiao Peak He got up and rushed straight to the gate of Zushan.

The figure of this young sword cultivator who fell at the gate of the mountain, wearing a jade robe, a wooden hairpin on his head, and a face like a crown of jade, is none other than Jindan Sword Immortal Yu Ping, the master of Yujiao Peak.

Knowingly or not, Yu Ping stood outside the mountain gate and smiled at the figure who was climbing up the stairs: "Liu Xianyang, please turn around and go down the mountain."

Liu Xianyang turned his head and kept walking. He twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Like talking in your sleep? Then lie down."

Plopped.

Yu Xu, the young golden elixir swordsman, tilted his head and fell to the ground.

Liu Xianyang didn’t even look at the sleeping guy lying on the ground behind him. As he continued to climb higher, he smiled and said, “Add a sentence here.”

“Under the Jade Pu today, It doesn’t matter if you ask me for swords, golden elixirs, or Nascent Souls, you can come as many as you like."

The monks from all the peaks of Zhengyang Mountain were all speechless again.

The previous time, I thought it was ridiculous. Someone dared to choose to ask Jian Zhengyang Mountain today. This time, I thought it was even more unbelievable. When this person really asked Jian Zhengyang Mountain, he won a "hard work" A female sword cultivator in the Dragon Gate Realm is not a feat, but what is going on with Yu Yu who has already reached her peak? It can be said that this Jindan Sword Immortal leads the sword and then gives it away, but is there such a way to give up the sword? If you can't draw a sword, just fall to the ground and pretend to be dead?

At the Sword Pavilion at the First Line Peak, several old swordsmen, including the sect leader Bamboo Emperor, finally became solemn.

The intelligence is wrong, Liu Xianyang cannot be some kind of golden elixir,

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It is the Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator!

Even the mountain-moving ancestor couldn't help but frown, and almost went to the foot of the mountain to punch, but was dissuaded by the Bamboo Emperor, saying that he would not be the one to pick up the sword next time. Wu Tijing, a close disciple of the mountain master, is Duixuefeng Yuanbai who still maintains a Nascent Soul realm.

If we accidentally lose again, resulting in Zhengyangshan losing three games in a row, let’s discuss it again.

The so-called further discussion is no longer the personal grudge between Liu Xianyang and Zhengyang Mountain, but that there is no room for maneuver. For example, if Liu Xianyang is killed first, Zhengyang Mountain will also return the Longquan Sword. Zong, his Bamboo Emperor Association and his uncle Xia Yuancui, plus all the Nascent Soul realm sword immortals, join hands to ask the sword god Xiushan. Or they could detain the half-dead Liu Xianyang in the mountain and wait for Ruan Qiong to come and apologize. If he was sincere enough, he would throw Liu Xianyang's body to the foot of the mountain.

But what if Ruan Qiong is not sincere enough? Let Longquan Sword Sect become the second Fenglei Garden.

The old ape in white sneered: "Whether it's Wu Tijing or Yuan Bai, I will go down the mountain later, pick up one of the little bastard's legs, and return to this Jianjian Pavilion."

The Bamboo Emperor smiled and nodded, "Yuan Gongfeng has the final say."

Zhengyang Mountain happened to have no reason to deal with the Longquan Sword Sect, and Liu Xianyang made a big fuss today, which was the best reason.

Xia Yuancui’s heartfelt words.

The Bamboo Emperor nodded slightly, changed his mind temporarily, and flew his sword in person to send a message to Xiaogushan.

The leader, Yan Chu, did not reveal his identity again, but soon a new-looking swordsman came rushing to Zushan from Jianlu Peak.

It turned out to be a beautiful and skilled female swordsman. She was dressed neatly in night clothes and carried a black sheath sword.

When she wields the sword, she has no aura, the sword light is mediocre, and the sword intention is not obvious. However, all the onlookers inside and outside Zhengyang Mountain know very well that she must be a Yuan with a restrained spirit. Infant sword fairy.

What is even more surprising are the disciples from the peaks of Zhengyang Mountain, because no one knows who this female ancestor from the Couple Peak is?

Chen Pingan had left Yunlou before, sneaked all the way, took a slight detour, and quietly appeared at the foot of Beijian Peak. Standing next to a stream, he twisted out a golden mountain-opening talisman and confirmed Where the restriction is, spread out your palm, punch lightly, and instantly open the mountain and break the formation. After stepping into it, put the mountain-opening talisman into your sleeve with your left hand, twist a snow and mud talisman with your right hand, and then cast the natal water method, and the water mist rises. , in an instant, the green shirt dissipated and returned to calm, without any ripples of spiritual energy.

When the sight of the parade passed by quickly, and after waiting for a moment, Chen Pingan did not remove the snow and mud charm, and began to climb the mountain slowly, strolling leisurely, just like the tourist scenery in his own courtyard, just climbing all the way up , silently.

As for Liu Xianyang’s Wenjian, Chen Pingan was not worried.

Then everyone is busy with their own affairs.

Just make an appointment to meet at the First Line Peak Ancestral Master Hall.

The guests on the mountain are divided into named and unnamed, and they worship the immortal master. In fact, this is also the case. The reason is very simple. Many grievances on the mountain require someone to do the dirty work without saying anything. It's not too glorious. There are such behind-the-scenes worshipers in Zhengyang Mountain. Their identities are extremely hidden. Most of the members of the Ancestral Hall who have seats in the first-line peak only know that there are such important figures worshiped in their own mountain, but they always I don’t know who it is.

Chen Pingan also has no ability to find out the specific identity of the other party. He only knows that among the old ten peaks of Zhengyang Mountain, there are at least two secretive behind-the-scenes ministers. The solitary mountain is nicknamed Tianyoung, and the other one is on this Beijian Peak, nicknamed Zhilinsou.

Chen Ping'an didn't think there was such a person on a mountain. There was nothing wrong with it. But according to the intelligence collected from Luolu Mountain, he would find that these two shadows existed like shadows. Every time they went down the mountain, they would definitely appear. Cutting off the roots and exterminating families at every turn. The so-called "leaving no chickens or dogs behind" really means the literal meaning. Beheadings on the mountain will leave no trace, and all the families at the foot of the mountain will be wiped out without leaving the slightest trace of future troubles.

No wonder that old beast, who used to be in that small town, had the confidence to speak such heroic words.

Since Zhengyang Mountain was founded two thousand and six hundred years ago, there have been complaints and complaints, but there has never been a night of revenge.

Chen Pingan looked around and kept walking, but he was a little disappointed.

That Zhi Linsou, who was used to doing dirty and tiring work, unexpectedly didn’t notice him for a long time.

Generally speaking, monks on the mountain who can do this kind of thing must be proficient in stealth, detecting subtle movements, and escaping to save their lives.

Does it take me to beat gongs and drums and climb mountains to know how to go out to welcome guests? My disciple Guo Zhujiu is not in Haoran World, so he can't borrow gongs and drums.

Previously on the top of a mountain called Pianqing Peak, there was a respected old Yuanying from a foreign country. He was not too big to watch the excitement, and he didn’t care whether he would be resented by Pianqing Peak. The old monk stood on the mountain. On the edge of the cliff, he waved his hand to gather the clouds, and a mirror, flower, water and moon fairy appeared out of thin air, so that the people in the peak would not miss the storm on the other side of Zushan.

The owner of this peak is one of the three female ancestors of Zhengyang Mountain. The other two are Qiongzhifeng Lengqi, a golden elixir sword cultivator, and the one in charge of Shanshui Di Baohe. Tian Wan of Zhuyu Peak in the Mirror of Flowers and Moon in the Water, generally speaking, is also a female peak leader. Pian Pianfeng has always looked down on Qiongzhi Peak who only hides in the mountains to enjoy happiness. Qiongzhi Peak will look down on that place again and again, and finally Tian Wan will not No one dares to look down on him, but he smiles and is friendly with everyone. Because Pianying Peak is the same as Poyun Peak. The place where swordsmen practice in the mountain and go down the mountain to experience is a tragic battlefield like Old Dragon City.

Most of the people who stay at this peak of Zhengyang Mountain are emperors and generals of the dynasties and vassals under the mountain. For example, Han Jingling, the monarch of Shihao Kingdom, rests here. However, the country is weak, so it is only given to this small country. The monarch arranged a small remote house. Although there were mostly female cultivators in Pian Piao Peak, the sword cultivators in the mountain, both men and women, were extremely murderous. Zhengyang Mountain made such an arrangement and handed over a large number of wealthy families under the mountain to Pian Piao Feng. It had a profound meaning.

Everyone who was about to take the talisman boat to the first-line peak to congratulate each other stopped temporarily in the mountains or left the house. They looked at the landscape painting and talked about it for a while.

“Who is it?”

“I don’t know, I’ve never heard of the name.”

“It’s Liu Xianyang from the Longquan Sword Sect in Dali. It’s nothing. I haven’t heard of him before. It’s normal.”

“I remember, he is Xie Ling’s junior disciple.”

“He is currently a disciple of Saint Ruan, but he will definitely not be considered one. Closed disciple."

The most interesting and interesting character among the Immortal family on the mountain, especially the Zong Zitou sect, is actually not one of them.He is the founding disciple of a certain sect master and the old master, but the closed disciple. This person must be an amazingly talented person to be qualified to "let the master close the mountain and close the door for the sect", just like the gate of the market at the foot of the mountain and the home of a wealthy person. The youngest son must be much loved.

The worshiping immortal masters who had a rough understanding of Longquan Sword Sect began to be very interested in introducing this person to the princes, ministers and direct descendants around them.

Liu Xianyang is a native of the old Lizhu Cave Heaven. He was born first near the water tower. He was extremely lucky and became the direct disciple of Ruan Qiong of the Longquan Sword Sect. Liu Xianyang is the lowest senior among the first generation disciples. The name was later included in the Shenxiu Mountain Golden and Jade Genealogy. It seems that when he was young, he traveled across continents and studied at Chen's Academy in Nanbosu for many years.

Far less famous than his senior brothers and sisters, senior brother Dong Gu is already in the Nascent Soul realm. Although he is not a swordsman, he is highly regarded by Ruan Qiong and has been in charge of the specific affairs of the sect for many years.

Golden Dan sword cultivator Xu Xiaoqiao, the earliest Fengxue Temple sword cultivator, made a big mistake and was removed from the Fengxue Temple genealogy. He practiced with Ruan Qiong and eventually became one of his direct descendants.

As for Xie Ling, he is even more famous, a Taoist genius known to all in Yizhou Mountain, and he is a descendant of Xie Shi, the Heavenly Lord of Luzhou in Beiju.

Among Ruan Qiong’s disciples, this young man from Taoye Lane is the most famous on the Baopingzhou Mountain and has the best cultivation qualifications. He is regarded by the outside world as the only candidate to be the next leader of the Longquan Sword Sect.

Some people couldn't help but ask, "Is Liu Xianyang a swordsman? What is his level?"

Everyone was at a loss, even the old immortal master who had dealt with Longquan Sword Sect , and I don’t know the truth. After all, among the direct descendants of Saint Ruan, Dong Gu, the founder of the mountain, was not a swordsman.

"Why do you want to ask Zhengyang Mountain for a sword? And today was specially chosen. Could it be that Liu Xianyang has a life-or-death feud with Zhengyang Mountain?"

No one knows the inside story.

But since Liu Xianyang threatened to ask about swordsmanship, he was probably a swordsman.

It’s just that no matter how high the realm is, how high can it be? After all, Liu Xianyang is not one of the ten young people and the ten candidates in Aquarius Continent.

Some mature and prudent old immortal masters should think higher and further, and they will not be filled with thoughts of killing.

"Zhengyang Mountain has been planning for a long time, and the location of the next sect in Jiu Zhuying is very particular. It is clearly to compete with the Longquan Sword Sect for the top spot in the Aquarius Island Kendo Sect."

It is normal to have some grudges. For example, a young genius like Yu Xu had been practicing in Shenxiu Mountain for many years, but he came to Zhengyang Mountain inexplicably.

"Anyway, this guy is really brave."

"What's the use of being brave? If he is chopped half to death with a sword from a certain swordsman in the mountains, he will be a It's a joke, I won't have the shame to travel down the mountain again. I will also bring trouble to my master, and I will clear up some grievances on the mountain with Zhengyang Mountain. After all, I am a young man who does things without thinking. He is too impulsive and unwise." p>

"Is it a personal grudge between young people, motivated by emotion, or is it?"

This person said half of what he said. Because the rest of the words should not be spoken directly. Or is it Ruan Qiong’s intention?

A monk in the upper five realms, a military saint, his natal family is the Fengxue Temple, and he is also the most famous swordsmith in Aquarius Continent.

What's more, Ruan Qiong also has the prestigious title of chief minister of Dali. Therefore, Ruan Qiong's every move will be extremely implicated.

Waiting for the confrontation with the Longmen Realm female sword cultivator at the Zushan Gate, Liu Xianyang could only parry.

Some people were puzzled, "That's it?"

Someone on the side joked, "Is this guy's courage and tone much higher than his level?"

So when the first sword-asking and sword-receiving game ended, not only Pianqiao Peak, but also other peaks, all the talisman boats took off again, heading to the first-line peak, probably because they felt that there was nothing to see but the excitement.

Then when Yu Purin fell to sleep at Yujiao Peak, the Fuzhou ferries returned to the peaks one after another, and continued to watch the mirror flowers and the moon. After all, it was too much to hover the ferry over the first line of peaks to watch the excitement up close.

A young genealogy monk said out of nowhere, "Why do you think we are a bit like Beiju Luzhou?"

As soon as this statement came out, there were many echoes.

On the steps of Zushan Mountain’s main trail, Liu Xianyang stopped and turned around to look, something interesting.

He saw a female sword cultivator from a distance that he had never seen before.

Looks like he is a hidden but extremely lethal Nascent Soul Sword Immortal?

Actually, she shouldn't show up. It would be better to hand over the sword from a distance.

Before the two sides asked each other about swords, the old ape in white laughed and said: "Liu Xianyang, are you here to kowtow to Zhengyang Mountain to admit your mistakes and recognize your ancestors for your good-for-nothing ancestor of the Liu family?"

p>

Liu Xianyang rubbed his cheek and ignored it. Because Chen Pingan, a very bad guy, is better at things like swearing.

On the Sword Carrying Peak, the really bad guy was dressed in a green shirt, with his hands behind his back, looking at the ancient sword stuck diagonally on the top of the mountain.

A rickety old man slowly climbed the mountain and said with a hoarse smile: "You little kid, this is not a good place to be reincarnated in a hurry."

Chen Pingan turned around and looked, He was a ghost, but not a cultivator. He laughed and said, "No wonder, it turns out that the old man is not a swordsman, but a nine-level martial artist. I don't know if he is the ancestor of the great sage Bishan, or he learned boxing from the great sage Bishan." Disciple and grandson for many years? The senior is right, the feng shui here is not good, it is not suitable to be reincarnated, and it will be difficult to be a human being in the next life."

The behind-the-scenes priest nicknamed Zhi Linsou narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Where did the descendant come from? , It’s rare that you can talk like this, I like it. I’ll tear off your kid’s head later and chat with me for a few years. In order to thank you for this life, I won’t have to light a lamp with my soul.”

Chen Pingan raised his foot, stepped on the hilt of the long sword, and said with a smile: "We are both night tourists, and we each bumped into ghosts on the way. For the sake of being half of the same people, Give you a flying sword messageOpportunity to bring in reinforcements. "

The old ghost chuckled, "From what I heard, it's not a big deal to have a grudge against Yuan Zhenye? Nowadays, the young people outside the mountains have been so capable after a few days of boxing and kicking? ”

Chen Ping’an clicked his tongue and said: “What a bold dog, you dare to call him by his name, you have to call him the Patriarch of Moving Mountains.”

The old ghost rubbed his hands and said: "Okay, okay, chatting with you in the future will definitely relieve boredom. What's your name? I won't kill nameless ghosts with my fist." "

The man in green shirt stepped on the sword with a light kick, and said with a smile: "He comes from a small place, his name is not worth mentioning. "

The old man stepped forward and punched out, but Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand to block his fist. Seeing that the ghost of the Nine Realm Warriors could not succeed, he immediately retreated.

The figure after that The ghosts and ghosts surrounded the man in the green shirt and kept throwing punches. In the blink of an eye, he punched more than a hundred times in one blow, which could kill the golden elixir on the mountain.

The man in the blue shirt just stood there with one hand behind his back. , blocking the opponent's punches and kicks with his right hand.

When the last punch was delivered, the old man Zhi Lin took advantage of the situation and retreated. He had already pulled out a talisman from his sleeve, trying to stay away from the back sword peak. The uninvited guest turned out to be a martial artist who had disguised himself as a young man!

I felt a chill on the back of my neck, and was grabbed by the man with one hand. He threw him to the ground and stomped hard on his back. It was broken on the spot, and the old ghost's soul was forced to disperse, and he was all beaten to pieces by Yixiu.

Both sides of the questioning fist seemed to know the other's name.

Chen Ping'an stamped his foot, and the long sword bounced up from the ground not far away. He held it in his hand as he traveled far away from the wind, heading towards the First Line Peak Ancestral Master Hall.

Finally, he followed a path to climb. Ding "Sword Dao", his body was floating in the Jianding Square. The sword energy around the mountain seemed to be deafening, and he seemed not to notice that outsiders were intruding. Anyway, Chen Ping'an walked directly to the gate of the ancestral hall. < /p>

A female cultivator from Huamufang who discovered the man first was stunned for a while, and then asked softly: "Who are you? "

All the female cultivators saw that in addition to carrying a sword on their backs, they were wearing green shirts and were holding a sword casually in their hands. They turned around and said with a smile: "Guest. ”

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