Sword of Coming

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 gradually became awkward.

That guy Chen Ping'an 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.

Yesterday, while drinking at Guoyunlou, while joking, Chen Pingan threw out a booklet, saying that it might be useful for Wen Jian tomorrow. Liu Xianyang flipped through it casually, only memorizing it, and didn't pay much attention to it.

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? The "family tree" that Chen Pingan helped write "There are detailed records above.

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... not one of them is missing from the book, they are all on the list.

It's not that Liu Xianyang is arrogant, he is really so superior that he is arrogant.

But when a person has a friend named Chen Pingan by his side, he will have no worries and be extra relaxed.

But Liu Xianyang is indeed very confident. He has been like this since he was a child. He can learn everything quickly. Not only does he get started quickly, but he can do anything with just a little effort. Just like making porcelain, there are dozens of crafts and hurdles. Knowledge, but it only took Liu Xianyang less than half a year to achieve the exquisite level accumulated by the master for decades.

Old man Yao, the head of the dragon kiln who is so picky, can only talk about a few principles besides craftsmanship. Porcelain is made from fire, but all the fire must be removed before it can be considered first-class. Objects, after being left for a long time, are like being placed in water and quietly polished for hundreds of thousands of years, and the brighter they become.

Chen Ping'an is a bit stupid and serious about his work, so he can only follow him obediently and learn from others, but he can't learn well.

Liu Xianyang was not in a hurry. Since he had already asked about the sword, it didn't matter who would take the sword. It was best to just wait and let the Yizhou monks inside and outside Zhengyang Mountain experience more of Uncle Liu's Yushu Linfeng.

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

At that time, I came here from the inn Yufeng. On the way, I looked back at Yunlou and found that Chen Ping'an was missing. I didn't know where this guy was sneaking around. Anyway, it must not be the "Sword Summit" at the First Line Peak Ancestral Master Hall, otherwise there would have been a commotion, and he asked the sword at the gate of the mountain, so Chen Ping'an 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 by day, and wandering by night for ten thousand years.

That’s me, Liu Xianyang.

Bailudu steward Wei Yueshan hurriedly rushed up the mountain to cross the cloud tower, and then looked at each other with junior sister Ni Yuerong.

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

From this, it can be seen that there is no doubt that the Taoist man wearing the lotus crown has forged the ultimatum.

But the young Taoist who goes by the pseudonym Cao Mo, wears a green gauze Taoist robe with exquisite weaving, is covered with water and cloud energy, and holds a white jade Ganoderma lucidum in his hand, which is the finishing touch to the Taoism of the hermit mountain guest, and sets off that "Cao Mo" was so ethereal that no one would believe him even if he said he was not a member of the Taoist sect.

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

Ni Yuerong cried sadly, hating Liu Xianyang in her heart for not finding a good place to die when she was tired of living. She even hated the accomplice Cao Mo. Ni Yuerong smashed the wicker chair behind her with one sleeve, which was an eyesore even if she didn't look at it, and stamped her feet: " These two bastards who were stabbed a thousand times, but they are still alive, they leaked from me to the first line of the peak to cause trouble, the sect master and the ancestors are angry, and they turn around and blame me for not doing things well, what should I do?"

Wei Yueshan comforted him: "It may not be all bad. There is a saying in the mountains. If the common people build houses, it will not be prosperous. It is a little bumpy, but it will be a good thing. These two people who hide their heads and tails are not as good as the Yellow River. With that kind of magnanimity, I guess it’s a Golden Core Sword Immortal and a Taoist monk from the Nascent Soul Realm. Just the two of them, if they were placed elsewhere, it would be easy to show off their majesty. But here, they are destined not to make any waves. , just helping to entertain."

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

In the square outside the Ancestral Hall at the top of Xianxian Peak, only the group of young female nuns from Qiongzhifeng Flower and Wood Shop were still busy arranging flowers and fruits on the numerous seating tables. There must be no mistakes in the placement and seating, 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. Flowers, plants and trees can survive and grow, and even the mountain peaks and stone walls have to be tempered with formations and spells to prevent them from falling apart. Therefore, the Ancestral Master Hall itself is a natural mountain protection formation, and even they need to wear the Secret of Zhengyang Mountain. Only by making fasting cards can you walk freely and breathe smoothly.

If you switch to an ordinary golden elixir 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. If you are lucky, you will be seriously injured and escape down the mountain. If you are not lucky, even if I put my life and property on the line.

Although these beautiful orioles and swallows are busy at the moment, they are in order, and all of them are full of joy. Their occasional whispers are all about young talents who are famous all over the continent, such as Wu Tijing in their own mountain. , as well as Xie Ling of Longquan Sword Sect, and Yu Shiwu, a very senior member of Zhenwu Mountain, who is said to be a very handsome man with a very gentle temperament. As for the academy gentleman Zhou Ju, he is even more interesting. A wise man, a wise man, a wise man. Gentlemen take turns.

Of course, we will definitely talk about the female identity of Fan Shanjun of Nanyue, and the tall and graceful appearance of Wei Shanjun 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, but seven of them have been climbed to the top one after another. This 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 are still some distance away from the top of the mountain. Among them are the sword paths developed by the three Nascent Soul Realms in the history of Bo Yun Peak, Pian Pian Peak and Duixue Peak.

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

Therefore, the Patriarch Hall is also called Jianding, which means that within the mountains and rivers, this place is the top of the sword.

Proving the truth and living forever, acting against nature, just fighting for words.

Sword cultivators in future generations should not hesitate to sacrifice their lives when they enter our mountains, reach the top with their swords, and step on the mountains and rivers with their feet, and there will be no one else around them.

These are the ancestral teachings that disciples of Zhengyang Mountain have long been familiar with.

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 peaks to come here to meet. After everyone arrived, the mountain owner, the Bamboo Emperor, led all the people. According to the ancestral tradition of Zhengyang Mountain, the direct descendants of the sect and the honored guests of the sect walked together from the Dingjian Pavilion to the mountain. It took about two sticks of incense to climb up to the top of the sword together, and then walked into the ancestral hall to offer incense. After that, it was official The celebration began, and the news that Yuan Zhenye, the protector of the mountain, had entered the upper five realms was announced to Yizhou.

Unexpectedly, a rebellious man who called himself Liu Xianyang appeared. 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, seem to stop in unison, not rushing to Zushan, just waiting to watch the show.

Bamboo Emperor, the leader of the First Line Peak, Xia Yuancui of the Yupu Realm of the Full Moon Peak, Tao Yanbo of the Qiuling Mountain, and Yan Chu of the Zhang Lu, 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 eyes of the young disciples of Zhengyang Mountain will certainly not be absent.

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

That's why the former Li Tuanjing laughed and said 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 Sword Pavilion at the First Line Peak are all old immortal masters who have been friends with Zhengyang Mountain for generations. They all have angry faces at the young sword cultivator's untimely provocation. , You are so cowardly, so arrogant, how could Ruan Qiong teach such a direct disciple who does not know etiquette.

The Bamboo Emperor was slightly apologetic, and laughed with many of his friends on the mountain: "I've made you laugh."

First, there was the Yellow River asking for swords at Bailudu, and then Liu Xianyang appeared at the gate of Zushan, asking for swords. It was really a bit noisy.

The old ape in white put his hands behind his back and walked to the railing alone. He squinted his eyes and looked at the door at the foot of the mountain. The little kid was quite sensible and knew to give a head with both hands to add icing on the cake to his celebration. If he killed him with just one or two punches, would it be possible? What a pity?

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. It must be that Liu Xianyang has been brewing for a long time to ask the sword today, and it will be difficult to reconcile. "

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.

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

Yu Ping and Liu Xianyang were about the same age, and they were both Jindan sword cultivators.

If Yu Ping loses, he will not have a rival to Xuefeng Yuan Bai. Yan Chu has long felt that this person is an eyesore. Every time he discusses things, he will only half-dead, sitting at the door and acting as a doorman. Yuan Bai is best with Liu Xianyang in the mountains. There was a fight at the door, and if everyone died together, there would be one more chair in the ancestral hall in the future.

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

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

Otherwise, the two 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. The sword light shines on the world and fights thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. Although the former is more common, the latter also often appears. Yan Chu was afraid of Liu Xianyang, who only came here to make a name for himself and would stop after winning a battle. He also had sinister intentions and deliberately delayed time. He said he was asking for swordsmanship, but in fact he was running around in the wind among the peaks of Zhengyang Mountain.

After a sword questioning begins, others cannot interrupt casually. There are so many distinguished guests in Zhengyang Mountain at the moment. Are they just waiting for the sword questioning 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 tone of seeking opinions: "I think there is no problem in losing one or two games first. Dragon Gate Sword Cultivator, Golden Core Realm, Nascent Soul, one person each, as long as he wins the last game, it will be fine, what do you think?"

Yan Chu frowned and blurted out: "How can we lose the sword today? In front of everyone, maybe even the monks from Luzhou and Tongyezhou in Beiju are looking at us with wide eyes at Zhengyang Mountain. Can we win?" We have to lose, it’s such a child’s play, why can’t we old guys be laughed at by the monks from the Three Continents?”

I, Zhengyang Mountain, belong to a dignified sect. The foundation of my life has always been to have the best swordsmanship among all the peaks in the continent. However, at a critical moment when the continent attracted attention, a brat came to ask me about swordsmanship and deliberately lost. One game? 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". God 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?

Xia Yuancui felt that the idea of ​​the nephew of the Bamboo Emperor was relatively stable and very official. The old master stroked his beard and smiled without saying a word, "Let's save some face for that Saint Ruan. The young man can't think clearly and wants to save face. , what he does and says, it is inevitable that he will be careless, and those of us can be regarded as half of his elders. If a young man is looking for death, we cannot really beat him to death. "

Yan Chu smiled and nodded.

Xia Yuancui said in her heart this time: "Isn't there 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, just let Yu Ping go down the mountain to receive the sword, even if Both of them lost, so it’s not 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.

Liu Yu first, and then Yu Ping, both had practiced swordsmanship at Shenxiu Mountain in Longzhou for many years, so they could 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".

Whether both sides win or lose, the victory or defeat actually lies in the previous sword path.

Moreover, 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 sword inquiry seriously. The sect was very ambitious and generous.

Besides, I'm sorry for the first two games, but in the third game on the Zhengyang Mountain side, when I received the sword, the swordsman didn't pay attention, and his shot was a little heavy, and he broke someone's flying sword or the Changsheng Bridge. Even if it was unexpected, it was 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 was one level higher than the Yellow River, so it was not appropriate to rush to Fenglei Garden. The Bamboo Emperor was the sect leader of the mountain, and after all, he was an old swordsman of the same generation as Li Tuanjing. It doesn't work, so it's almost an 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 bargain, but in fact the price has dropped. That stupid young man who doesn't know the heights of the world is entangled in a fight against a young Jin Dan. So what if he wins? It is destined to be a drudgery without any dignity at all.

The ten young people from Aquarius Continent, headed by Zhenwushan Ma Kuxuan, and others including Xie Ling, Liu Baqiao, Jiang Yun, Zhou Ju, Sui Youyou, and Yu Shiwu, all of whom had made great achievements in the war in Yizhou. A brilliant young genius. 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 refined with a unique secret method. The flying sword sent a message to Qiongzhi Peak. The sword's light was like an autumn stream, drawing an arc and heading straight for Qiongzhi Peak.

Immortal Carrying Sword Peak, because there is no one to guard it, the mountain guard who practices cultivation here is dedicated to Yuan Zhenye. After going to Zushan, the landscape ban is opened.

The old ape in white was slightly moved in his heart. He spread out his palms and looked at the mountains and rivers in the 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 thought it was a common bird bumping into the mountain, or something strange. It was the lingering energy of some passing monks who accidentally touched the prohibition of mountains and rivers.

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

The old ape in white shook his head and said with a smile: "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 named Lingmu, named Leng Qi. She has been in the golden elixir realm for two hundred years. She wears two swords named Qingshui and Tianfeng respectively. 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 makes her feathers rise to the sky".

Among the three Sword Immortal embryos who climbed the mountain with Yu Xu at that time was Liu Yu. The girl was successfully snatched by Qiongzhi Peak 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, had an extremely old face, white hair, and sharp eyes. She had accumulated great power in Qiongzhi Peak. Liu Yu, the newly acquired direct descendant, 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 have a sword fight with Liu Xianyang, the Longquan Sword Sect. The letter said Okay, within one stick of incense, I’ll just let you do your best, it doesn’t matter whether you win or lose.”

It’s just official talk, can it be taken seriously?

Liu Yu was obviously a little nervous. It was the first time in her life to practice in the mountains, whether it was in Shenxiu Mountain or Qiongzhi Peak. It was the first time in her life to fight with someone seriously, especially when the opponent was the direct descendant of Saint Ruan, and she You also need to draw the sword under the watchful eye of the senior immortal master on the top of Yizhou Mountain, how can you not feel cramped.

Leng Qi then smiled and said: "Let's just treat this sparring match as reminiscing about old times. In this sword fight, Yu'er, try your best to fight well."

"Just remember one thing, don't let the last few swords 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 powers. That person is also a direct descendant of Saint Ruan, so he may have the upper hand."

Her natal flying sword, Ogihana. 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 long sword, stepped on the sword lightly with her toes, and went down the mountain with the sword to the gate of Xianfeng Mountain.

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

If this person from Qiongzhi Peak and Yu Xi from Yujiao Peak are very likely to become a Taoist couple, and then they can occupy the Taoist couple peak that has not had an owner for thousands of years in the future, Yan Chu really doesn't mind teaching her a swordsmanship, saying Maybe the little girl can still defeat herself, the old swordsman of Nascent Soul, with her cultivation in the Dragon Gate realm.

On the side of Qiongzhi Peak, Lu Zhengchun, who was equivalent to marrying into this mountain, 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 surnamed Liu would step on shit and become Ruan Qiong's direct descendant, and then he would play dirty tricks and secretly take revenge on himself and his family.

He was naturally in a good mood at this moment. He and Liu Xianyang were both from 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 guy who was almost beaten to death by him back then? Will he transform into a sword cultivator, or will he be the direct descendant of a big shot like Ruan Qiong?

Better to be beaten to death.

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 lover smiled and said to himself: "Husband, you must pay more attention to making money in the future."

Lu Zhengchun smiled and nodded, "I have no shirking responsibility. I will never let my wife worry about money or receive any contempt from others."

The entrance to 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 floated to the ground, sheathed her sword, and saluted with the sword seal with one hand. With the wisps of sword energy lingering on her green onion-like fingers, she signed up for herself: "Qiongzhi Peak, sword repairman 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. However, she was infatuated with Yu Xi, so she followed him to Zhengyang Mountain.

Liu Xianyang smiled and said, "Miss Liu just takes action."

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

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

Liu Xianyang stretched out a hand, shook his wrist slightly, and used the essence of the sword to condense a long sword.

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

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

Liu Yu unsheathed her sword and disappeared in a flash, rushing into the sword formation that occupied a favorable location and people. In her early years in the Longquan Sword Sect, several seniors who had climbed the mountain earlier taught her how to sit in the sword formation. Fa, especially her senior brother Xie Ling, who was not well-known at the time but later became famous throughout the continent, 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.

The sword energy brought out streaks of fireflies, slashing at Liu Xianyang among the countless flowers.

The trajectory of Liuying was erratic, and the sword lights intertwined, but Liu Xianyang just used his sword energy to disperse all the flying swords that were close to him. The long sword in his hand, which was not a real thing, moved east and west, and scattered the pretty Liuying sword lights one by one. Cut off. 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 her 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 sword energy was suddenly restrained. Like a rope tightening suddenly.

Liu Xianyang was too lazy to think about how to break it, so he just followed the example of a gourd and used Liu Yu's hand to perform the same sword technique. A sword formation that sprouted out of thin air suddenly spread out and collided with each other. The strength was so good that it just broke the formation. Not hurting anyone, their respective sword energy offset each other completely, knocking those uncertain Dihua flying swords away like flowers and blooming more. Liu Xianyang didn't want to appear too much, so he finally took the initiative to gently hand it over. With a sword, even if he deliberately withdrew his strength, the sword light was still like an arcing moon, bright and dazzling, and went straight to Liu Yu. As a result, she first protected her with hundreds of snow-white Ogi flowers in front of her, and was chopped into pieces by the sword light. She had no choice but to fight again. He blocked his body with the sword in his hand, but his shoulders were still hit by the sword light like water. His robe was in tatters, and there were three obvious wounds on one arm and shoulder. The blood was blurry and terrible.

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

Just like when you quarreled with a little slug and fought again, pretending that the fight was back-and-forth was 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 a beautiful fight could be achieved within a stick of incense. She bit the bullet and did not hesitate to exhaust her spiritual energy to run her natal flying sword. Pieces of Ogi flowers lingered around, protecting one person and one sword. The number was far less than before, but each piece of Dihua contained snow-white sword energy, which was quite impressive. Like the wind blowing one side, a large group of Dihua quickly floated towards the sword cultivator whom she had the chance to call senior brother or junior brother.

Liu Xianyang sighed, threw out the long sword in his hand, hovered in front of him, and placed a sword in the middle. On the left and right sides, hundreds of identical long swords appeared one after another. There was no deviation in the intensity of the sword aura and the lightness of the sword's intention.

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

But in the eyes of the monks in the mountain, 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 array, 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 magical power of the flying sword, and condense 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 and flew towards Liu Xianyang's back. .

Liu Xianyang was indifferent, but 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, there is no good place to practice swordsmanship, but you come to Zhengyang Mountain, where the sect's style has long been skewed into the gutter.

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 stopped deliberately delaying the question of swordsmanship. Anyone with a discerning eye would know what was going on anyway, and a layman wouldn't think Qiongzhi was the same. Feng Jian Xiu Liu Yu is too vulnerable.

The aura of heaven and earth near the entrance of the mountain, following Liu Xianyang's thoughts, seemed to have received an order, and suddenly countless long swords condensed. The high places were like heavy rain falling on the world, and the low places were like spring grass growing densely.

Liu Yu was holding a long sword, 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.

At this moment, Liu Yu was 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, and he said with a smile: "Miss Liu, you can go back to the mountain, practice hard in the future, and don't learn from anyone, just concentrate on practicing swordsmanship, and you will definitely have a great path."

Liu Yu raised her sword and clasped her fists, without saying a word, sheathed her natal flying sword, lost her soul, 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 walking up the steps. If you don't come, I will.

On the other side of the Xianxian Peak Pavilion, the commander, Yan Chu, smiled again and said: "The sword cultivator at Yujiao Peak, Yu Ping leads the sword."

A sword light lit up from the Yujiao Peak, rushing like lightning, and headed straight for the entrance of Zushan Mountain.

The figure of this young sword cultivator who landed at the gate of the mountain, with his long robe and jade belt, 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.

Yu Ping stood outside the mountain gate intentionally or unintentionally, smiling at the figure walking up the stairs: "Liu Xianyang, please turn around and go down the mountain."

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

Plop.

Yu Xu, the young Golden Elixir Sword Immortal, 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, "Just add something here."

"Under Yu Pu today, you don't have to ask me for swords, golden elixirs, or Nascent Souls. Anyway, 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 that someone dared to choose to ask the sword Zhengyang Mountain today. This time, I thought it was even more unbelievable. When this person actually asked the sword Zhengyang Mountain, he won the "hard work" against a female sword cultivator in the Dragon Gate Realm. , It’s not a great feat, but what’s going on with Yu Ping who has already reached his 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 sword immortals, including the sect leader Bamboo Emperor, finally became solemn.

The intelligence was wrong. Liu Xianyang could not be some kind of golden elixir, but a Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator!

Even the ancestor who moved the mountain couldn't help but frowned, and almost went to the foot of the mountain to punch, but was dissuaded by the Bamboo Emperor, saying that the next time he would take the sword, it would not be his disciple Wu who was the mountain master. Tijing is Dui Xuefeng 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 pay tribute to the Longquan Sword Sect. The Bamboo Emperor will fight with Master Xia Yuancui, together with all the Yuanying realm sword immortals, joined 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 kid'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 Longquan Sword Sect. Liu Xianyang made a big fuss today, which was the best reason.

Xia Yuancui spoke from her heart.

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.

She turned out to be a beautiful and skilled female swordsman, dressed neatly in night clothes, carrying a black-sheathed sword.

When she wields the sword, she has no momentum, the sword's light is mediocre, and the sword's intention is not obvious. However, all onlookers inside and outside Zhengyang Mountain know very well that she must be a Nascent Soul Sword Immortal with a restrained spirit.

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, determined the location of the restriction, and spread out With a light punch from the palm of his hand, he instantly opened the mountain and broke the formation. After stepping into it, he put the mountain-opening talisman into his sleeve with his left hand, and twisted a snow and mud talisman with his right hand. Then he cast the natal water method, and the water mist rose. In an instant, Qing Shi Dissipate and return to calm, without any ripples of spiritual energy.

When the sight of the parade passed by quickly, and after waiting for a moment, Chen Ping'an 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 Wenjian on Liu Xianyang's side, 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.

Guests on the mountain are divided into named and unnamed, worshiping immortal masters. In fact, this is also the case. They are divided into front and behind the scenes. The reason is very simple. Many grievances on the mountain require someone to do dirty work that goes without saying. It will be disgraceful to take action. Zhengyang Mountain There is such a behind-the-scenes worship, and the identity is 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 never know who they are.

Chen Ping'an also had no ability to find out the specific identity of the other party. He only knew that among the old ten peaks of Zhengyang Mountain, there were at least two secretive behind-the-scenes priests. One of them, on the small lonely mountain in the Miaolu Peak, was nicknamed Tianyoung. , and the other one is on this Beijian Peak, nicknamed Zhi Linsou.

Chen Ping'an didn't think there was such a person on the top of 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 he went down the mountain, they would definitely eradicate the roots. , destroying families at every turn, the so-called leaving no chickens or dogs behind, is really the literal meaning, beheading on the mountain without leaving any trace, and all the families at the foot of the mountain will be wiped out, leaving no trace of future trouble.

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

Zhengyang Mountain has been established for 2,600 years. 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.

The old man Zhi Lin, 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.

Damn it, do you need 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, at 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 edge of the cliff at the top of the mountain, waving his hands to gather the clouds. , a mirror-flower-water-moon fairy technique appeared out of thin air, so that the common people in the peak would not miss the turmoil over Zushan in vain.

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 Zhuyufeng Tianwan, who is in charge of landscapes, buildings, mirrors, flowers, water and moon. For example, Pian Pingfeng, who is also a female peak master, has always looked down on Qiongzhi Peak, who only hides in the mountains and enjoys happiness. Qiongzhi Peak will look down on that place again and again, and finally Tian Wanze will not dare to look down on anyone, and will not be with anyone. Smiling and kind. 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 stayed at this peak of Zhengyang Mountain were emperors and generals from the dynasties and vassals under the mountain. For example, Han Jingling, the monarch of Shihao Kingdom, rested here. However, the country was weak, so they only arranged a remote small hotel for this monarch of the small country. Although there are mostly female cultivators in Pianqing Peak, the sword cultivators in the mountain, both male and female, are extremely murderous. The arrangement of Zhengyang Mountain to hand over a large number of wealthy families to Pianqing Peak has a profound meaning.

The people who were about to take the talisman boat to Xianxian Peak to congratulate each other stopped to stay in the mountain or left the house. They looked at the landscape painting and talked about it for a while.

"Who?"

"I don't know, I've never heard the name."

"It's Liu Xianyang from the Longquan Sword Sect in Dali. He's not famous. It's normal that he's never heard of him."

"I remember, he is Xie Ling's junior brother."

"Currently, I am considered a disciple of Saint Ruan, but I will definitely not be considered a closed disciple."

Among the immortal families on the mountain, especially the Zong Zitou sect, one of the most interesting and interesting figures is actually not the first disciple of a certain sect leader or ancestor, but the closed disciple. This person must be an amazingly talented person. Only those who are qualified to "let the master close the mountain and close the door of the sect" are just like the merchants at the foot of the mountain. The Yao'er in a well-to-do family must be favored.

The immortal masters who had some rough knowledge 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 Jiuli Zhudongtian. He was the first to get the moon near the water and the tower. He was extremely lucky and became the direct disciple of Longquan Sword Sect Ruan Qiong. Liu Xianyang was the lowest among the first generation disciples, and his name was the last to be included in Shenxiushan Jinyu. Genealogical certificate. It seems that when he was young, he traveled across continents and studied at Chen's Academy in Nanbosu for many years.

The reputation is far inferior to that of his senior brothers and sisters. The eldest 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.

Jindan 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 everyone in Yizhou Mountain, and he is the 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 Aquarius Island Mountain and has the best cultivation qualifications. He is regarded by the outside world as the only candidate to be the next leader of Longquan Sword Sect.

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

As a result, everyone was at a loss. Even the old immortal master who had dealt with the Longquan Sword Sect did not know the truth. After all, among the direct descendants of Saint Ruan, Dong Gu, the founder's disciple, was not a swordsman.

"Why do you want to question Zhengyang Mountain? And you specially chose today. Could it be that this Liu Xianyang has a life-or-death feud with Zhengyang Mountain?"

Still 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 have higher and longer-term thoughts and 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 was very particular. It is obviously to compete with the Longquan Sword Sect for the top spot in the Aquarius Island Swordsmanship Sect."

Some grudges are normal. 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 you are cut half to death with a sword from a certain swordsman in the mountain, you will be a joke on the continent, and you will never have the shame to travel down the mountain again. You will also implicate the master and cause grievances on some mountains with Zhengyang Mountain. It’s clear, after all, he is a young man, he is too impulsive and unwise to do things.”

"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 mother's family is the Fengxue Temple, and she is also the most famous swordsmith in Aquarius Continent.

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

When he was at the gate of Zushan, he faced off against the female sword cultivator from the Dragon Gate Realm. Liu Xianyang could only parry.

Some people were confused, "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-leading game ended, not only the Pianqiao Peak but also the other peaks had talisman boats taking off again, heading to the Yixian Peak. They probably felt that there was nothing to see but the excitement.

Then, when Yu Ping 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 Yixian Peak 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 was said, there were many echoes.

On the steps of the main mountain climbing trail in Zushan, 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.

It seems that he is a hidden but extremely lethal Nascent Soul Sword Immortal?

In fact, 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 their swords, the old ape in white laughed and said, "Liu Xianyang, are you here to kowtow to Zhengyang Mountain and acknowledge your ancestors on behalf of your good-for-nothing ancestor of the Liu family?"

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 blue shirt, with his hands behind his back, looking at the ancient sword stuck diagonally on the top of the mountain.

A rickety old man climbed the mountain slowly 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 saw that it was a ghost, but not a Taoist. 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 that he is the ancestor of the great sage who can move mountains. Or are you a disciple and grandson who has learned boxing from the great sage Banshan for many years? The senior is right, the feng shui here is not good and it is not suitable for reincarnation. 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 young man come from who can talk so well? It's rare and rare. I like it. I'll tear off your kid's head later and chat with me for a few years. It's lonely in the mountains. , in order to thank you for this life, I don’t have to light the lamp with my soul.”

Chen Ping'an raised his foot, stepped on the hilt of the long sword, and said with a smile: "We are both night tourists, and each of us bumped into ghosts on the way. For the sake of being half of the same people, I will give you one." Feijian sends a message to the opportunity to move reinforcements."

The old ghost chuckled, "From what I heard, it's not a big deal to have a grudge against Yuan Zhenye? Are all the young people outside the mountain so capable after just a few days of punching and kicking?"

Chen Ping'an clicked his tongue and said: "What a brave bitch, you dare to call him by his first 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.

After that, his ghostly figure surrounded the green shirt, and he kept throwing punches. In the blink of an eye, he punched more than a hundred times in one go, and his punches could kill the golden elixir on the mountain.

Wearing a green shirt, he just stood there, with one hand behind his back, casually 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, and wanted to stay away from Bei Jian Peak completely. This uninvited guest, a bastard, turned out to be a young person disguised in appearance. Warrior!

A cold feeling hit the back of my neck. The man grabbed him with one hand and threw him to the ground. He stepped on his back hard and broke it on the spot. The old ghost was forced to lose his soul and was beaten to pieces by Yixiu.

Both sides of the boxing have already decided whether they are alive or dead, but neither of them seems to know the name of the other party.

Chen Ping'an stamped his foot, and the long sword on the ground not far away bounced up. When Yu Feng traveled far away, he held it in his hand and went to the First Line Peak Ancestral Master Hall.

Finally, he followed a "sword path" to the top and landed on the Jianding Square. The sword aura around the top of the mountain seemed to be deafening, and he seemed not to notice that outsiders were intruding. Anyway, Chen Ping'an went directly to the ancestral tower. The door of the hall.

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 the sword on their backs, they were also carrying a sword in their hands. They turned around and said with a smile: "Guest."