When the Three Religions Ancestral Court wanted to teach soldiers, the old swordsman didn’t say no. So when the old swordsman wanted to gamble with swords, the Three Religions Ancestral Court couldn’t say no.
Of course, from the perspective of the ancestral court of the Three Religions, the outcome of this massive demon-spelling from the sky only depends on one person, Li Huangquan. No other person or thing can affect the overall situation. Since it is insignificant, then There is no need to upset the old swordsman.
The fighting between the Qingxiu and Baiwei mountains has long since ceased, and instead, there is only a sword-asking platform stretching thousands of feet across.
This sword-asking platform was built with the pure sword energy of the old swordsman. Even if a great monk at the peak of the Nine Realms tried his best, he would not be able to do any damage at all, which was enough to allow the young swordsman to use his sword arbitrarily. , fight with all your heart.
When the sky is bright, there are already crowds of people around the Wenjian Platform. On the tops of Qingxiu and Baiwei Mountains, there are great monks at the peak of the Nine Realms standing high and looking far away, especially on the top of Baiwei Mountain, where the ancestral court of the three religions is. The three giants of the Ten Realms also sat down to watch the sword.
As the sun rose in the east, a man dressed in black walked out from the top of Qingxiu Mountain, walking with sword light on his feet, and landed first on the sword-asking platform.
Lu Xuanlou slowly raised his head and looked at the old swordsman on the top of Baiwei Mountain. He held his sword in the distance and saluted. Then his eyes moved sideways to look at the three tenth realm giants, and then he bowed.
Not to mention their positions, when the two clans fought, these three giants of the Ten Realms had all contributed and killed demons, so they deserved Lu Xuanlou's respect, and this worship was indispensable.
"He is also a young man who can distinguish between public and private affairs."
Dao Xuanzi nodded slightly, then slowly shook his head and said sadly, "It's a pity that he is the master of the Demon Palace, that's all. He is the son of Wei Emperor Lu Qi, so no matter what the Confucian and Buddhist families think, I still say that this son will not survive."
He Bailu snorted coldly and said nothing.
Just last night, he had a discussion with Dao Xuanzi, and he lost. This meant that Lu Xuanlou’s life and death depended on Dao Xuanzi’s thoughts, and Dao Xuanzi had always been hard-hearted. As for the characters, if there are no accidents, Li Huangquan dies first and Lu Xuanlou dies later.
Lu Xuanlou's eyes naturally fell on Wenxi, and he saw Wenxi staring at Lu Xuanlou coldly, his eyebrows were angry, and his pretty face was like frost and snow.
"Master Wenxi, it's rare to meet again after a long separation, why do you still have such a cold face?"
Wenxi snorted coldly and said, "Let's see how long you can be proud of yourself."
Lu Xuanlou smiled and said, "Nine out of ten people are unhappy in life. They are not happy when they should be happy. Life is about taste. Wouldn't it be a waste of seventy years?"
Wen Xi He said in a cold voice, "If you can live for twenty years in seventy years, it will be an advantage for you."
"It is said that there is eternal life in the world. When the time comes, who can live without death for twenty years is a lifetime, and seventy years is a lifetime." It’s the same for one life, and it’s the same for a thousand and two hundred years. Life is short, and it’s great to be content and happy.”
Lu Xuanlou smiled and said, “Master Wenxi, you are so stunning. You should smile more. Women who love to laugh usually have good luck. If you smile more, you might be able to pick off my head."
Lu Xuanlou said.Talking, everyone was dumbfounded.
"Even the Great Sword Immortal dared to tease me. No wonder he was scornful of the emperor's wife back then. Xuan Tower is still the same Xuan Tower. It has never changed."
At the foot of Baiwei Mountain, a lonely building In the military tent, Emperor Wei Lu Xuancheng put his hands on his hands and smiled, saying, "My clan with the surname Lu is not afraid of any enemy in the world, even a great swordsman." Ah, in full view of everyone, in broad daylight.”
On the top of Qingxiu Mountain, Qingyuan’s face turned red and his neck became thick. He was so angry that he jumped to his feet, "You shameless brother-in-law who doesn't look like a married man yet?"
Wen Xi wanted to use his sword immediately and kill Lu Xuanlou with one strike, but he was The old swordsman stopped him, and Lu Xuanlou didn't dare to make any further progress.
"All famous swords are bad, and heroes are here. If you want to use a sword, please use it. I will generously give you a defeat."
As he spoke, Lu Xuan Lou waved his sleeves, and a throne appeared out of thin air. Lu Xuanlou was lying on it with a lazy posture. His eyes swept over the young sword cultivators on the top of Baiwei Mountain. There were a few acquaintances and more strangers.
Lu Xuanlou’s attitude clearly did not take this wave of young swordsmen seriously.
Ignorance is the greatest contempt.
These young sword cultivators are all the embryos of sword immortals. Who is not a proud and arrogant master who would be willing to be insulted like this?
After Lu Xuanlou finished speaking, there was a young sword cultivator. Stand up for yourself.
At this moment, on the sword questioning platform, the young sword cultivator asked Lu Xuanlou about the sword ceremony, "Li Mi of the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect, please give me some advice."
Regardless of the other party. What is his attitude, whether he is strong or not, but since this is a question of swordsmanship, this young swordsman must not lose his etiquette.
"Eastern Wasteland Wei, Lu Xuanlou"
Lu Xuanlou's voice is cold, like the falling snow in winter. Although it is not cold to the heart, it makes people feel chilled. A chill.
"Fellow Taoist, please"
Suddenly the wind came, bringing a chill.
Li Mi of the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect's pupils widened, and then he instantly flew backwards, slid out of the sword-asking platform, spit out a large mouthful of blood, and then passed out.
"Hiss"
A series of gasping sounds could be heard. This happened too fast. More people didn't see the process at all, they just saw Li Mi collapse. Fly out.
In front of Lu Xuanlou, Yuantu and Abi were spinning.
Someone lowered their voices and said in shock, "Is this person a great swordsman?"
This sentence was quickly heard by the people around him, and then many people started talking again. Take a breath.
Li Mi of the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect is already a reincarnation realm swordsman at a young age. Looking at the entire Kyushu world, there are only a few of them.
But this extremely famous young swordsman didn't take Lu Xuanlou's sword, and he didn't even have the chance to use the sword.
Countless shocked eyes fell on the young swordsman in black, and for a moment, the whole world fell silent.
"Lu XuanLou, has he become so powerful?"
Most young swordsmen have only heard of Lu Xuanlou's name before, but have never seen Lu Xuanlou wield a sword. I just thought it was just spreading rumors and didn't take Lu Xuanlou seriously. At this moment, I am as clear as a dream
Asking about swords, asking about stupid swords, how can I fight them
" Young people don't have martial ethics, so why do they attack sneakily?"
The old swordsman explained to everyone that Li Mi was a swordsman embryo carefully cultivated by the Longxiang Sword Sect. Even though his killing power was not as good as that of Lu Xuanlou, he continued It didn't matter how many times he went down to Lu Xuan Tower.
This question of swordsmanship was not about life or death. Li Mi felt that it was a sword question, so with the added courtesy, Lu Xuanlou only regarded it as a matter of life and death. Asking about swords, so there is no etiquette.
One peck and one drink, this is the reason for Li Mi's defeat.
"Sword cultivators only ask swordsmen, but the demon clan will not do it." They talk about the etiquette of life and death, which means fighting between life and death. Since fighting between life and death, there is still the appearance of fighting between life and death. "
Lu Xuanlou disagreed and said, "Young people can be naive, but they cannot be innocent."
"Good"
The old swordsman nodded with a smile. Then he looked at the young swordsman behind him and asked, "Do you hear me clearly?"
"You heard me clearly?"
More than a dozen young swordsmen said in unison.
"You will gain wisdom if you suffer a hardship, so I won't be using this flying dragon in vain to gain that kid's advantage. "
The old swordsman waved his sleeves, and a flying sword as thin as a cicada's wing shot out of the air. The light of the sword was like a dragon crossing the border.
"Good sword"
Lu Xuanlou sighed in admiration, but his hands and feet were not slow. He put the flying dragon into the sword gourd, took another sip of the old wine, and whistled out a breath of sword energy, making the sound of the dragon.
It was just a moment. In a short time, Lu Xuanlou had already used the flying dragon for his own use.
“What a great feat.”
The old swordsman exclaimed, “You kid, don’t do it. I think it’s a pity to raise swords and cultivate swords.”
Lu Xuanlou smiled and said nothing. There are four immortal swords in the sword-raising gourd: Qingdi, Changying, Baizang, and Yuanxu. They are real. A dragon has to be coiled, let alone a flying dragon
"Next"
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