Ye Shengge went up the mountain, but since this Taoist seed was determined to mainly go up the mountain, Jianshan naturally could not sit idly by. However, although Ye Shengge was a Taoist seed, he was also a younger generation. It was obviously unrealistic to let the two swordsmen in the morning and evening realm at the foot of Jianshan stop her. But now, there are only two young men, Li Fuyao and Wu Shanhe. Li Fuyao has not practiced swords for a long time and is destined to be unable to stop Ye Shengge. Therefore, the important task of stopping Ye Shengge from going up the mountain naturally fell on Wu Shanhe. This man had already broken through the sword energy realm and came to the Qingsi realm. He already had the ability to fight with the Taoist seed Ye Shengge of Taiqing realm. Therefore, when Ye Shengge appeared on the mountain road, he was the first to take the brunt of Wu Shanhe's sword.

Although this young man who has been thrown into the sword tomb for many years is not the most suitable for sword training, he is now quite good after being trained by his ancestors on the mountain. In addition, the sword tomb is actually the most suitable place to temper his sword heart. After Wu Shanhe was thrown in several times, it is of great benefit to the realm, and he is much luckier than ordinary swordsmen.

Therefore, the first sword he produced was actually one of the few wonderful hands in the blue silk realm, and both the sword energy and the sword intent were remarkable.

But his sword was not someone else, but Ye Shengge, who had no idea how many magic weapons he had on his body.

She responded to this sword, without dodging or dodging, but just opened the oil paper umbrella she picked up from the disciples of Yuwu Mountain. This oil paper umbrella originally called Tianji, but has now been renamed Taohua. After opening it, its function is not to just isolate the connection with the outside world. To be honest, this umbrella itself is an extremely extraordinary magic weapon, and its biggest function is to protect itself.

So after the impressive sword stabbed the umbrella, it seemed that a stone was thrown into the lake and caused some ripples and wrinkles, and then it quickly recovered as before, and the sword was declared useless.

Wu Shanhe frowned and handed out another sword for a moment, but Ye Shengge still didn't take action. He just responded with the umbrella. When the sword brought the sound of wind and rolled towards Ye Shengge, the umbrella surface would always appear on the established trajectory to stop the sword for this Taoist genie.

Wu Shanhe pulled the corner of his mouth. He had been on Jianshan for more than ten years and actually didn't know much about what happened outside. He had never seen this Taoist seed with his own eyes. The first time he saw now was originally to see what kind of powerful magic she was. Even if he was defeated, it would be worth taking a few swords. But now, that Taoist seed did not dodge or take action, but Wu Shanhe just couldn't do anything.

This made Wu Shanhe, who has always claimed to be a genius, feel a little frustrated.

Ye Shengge held the peach blossom umbrella and looked at the green-faced swordsman in front of the mountain road. If she hadn't sent the peach blossom out, she wouldn't mind comparing the sword with this swordsman in Jianshan. But now she had sent the peach blossom out for a peach blossom, so she had no idea. But she looked at both sides of the mountain road and felt that if she planted some peach blossoms on Jianshan, it would be more spectacular than Chenxie Mountain.

Wu Shanhe walked a few steps forward and was about to hand out the third sword, but was soon dispelled by Ye Shengge's words, "If you hand over another sword, I will definitely beat you into a pig's head."

The key point is that after Ye Shengge said this, he had already put away the oil paper umbrella and took out a small jade bowl.

Wu Shanhe swallowed his saliva, held his sword and stood up, but still said, "You can't go up the mountain."

Ye Shengge didn't ask why, but he really stopped, patted the dust on his white skirt, looked at Wu Shanhe, and said to himself: "It turns out that you really can't see the kind of swordsman written in the book on your mountain."

Wu Shanhe stood on the mountain road, looking at this already famous Taoist species, his expression remained unchanged, and just asked, "What is the saying about us swordsmen on Liangxi?"

Ye Shengge tilted his head and thought about the descriptions of swordsmen in the books he had read. After pausing for a long time, he said: "What the book says is that the swordsmen in the mountains and rivers, each person and one sword, and when one sword comes out, they can open mountains and break the sea."

Wu Shanhe felt a little absurd and asked tentatively: "Did you unsheathed the sword, the heaven and earth change color, and the sun and the moon lose light?"

Ye Shengge turned his head and nodded.

Wu Shanhe smiled angrily and said, "Even during our heyday, we can't find many such swordsmen. Do you really think everyone is a sword immortal? In the past, if it was amazing, there was only one left in the mountains and rivers now."

Ye Shengge moved his lips and spit out three words, "Chao Qingqiu."

Although Wu Shanhe was a little unhappy about Ye Shengge calling the name of the Chao Jianxian, he actually didn't say anything, but just asked: "What are you doing in Jianshan?"

"Come and see if it will be nice to plant some peach blossoms on your mountain." Ye Shengge's answer this time was natural.

This answer made Wu Shanhe feel like Liu Yibai in front of the dilapidated temple at the foot of Jianshan. This girl is really different.

However, Liu Yibai did not intend to say these words in front of Ye Shengge, but Wu Shanhe was afraid that after saying them, it would hurt the girl's heart. However, Wu Shanhe soon laughed at himself, "Where is this Taoist seed so fragile?"

Perhaps he knew that Jianshan would definitely not let her go up, so Ye Shengge simply stopped thinking about anything and gave up the idea of ​​going up the mountain. He just said something for no reason, which made Wu Shanhe look ugly.

"You swordsmen, since you can't do something to open a mountain with one sword, why don't you refine a few magic weapons? It's more convenient to fight. Now you only have one sword, and if you can't cut it open, you can only watch it. Are you stupid?"

Wu Shanhe stared at Ye Shengge, helpless, but he had no intention of handing out the fourth sword. He just turned his head and didn't want to see this Taoist seed.

Ye Shengge didn't say anything, but turned around and went down the mountain.

In the distance, the old Confucian scholar looked at the scene here and suddenly laughed: "The natural Taoist species is indeed a Taoist embryo. Chen Xieshan has had great fortune. In the next few hundred years, it may be a magnificent scene where two people become saints in the front and back. At that time, where can any other Taoist sect in the world be able to wrestle the wrist with Chen Xieshan?"

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Li Fuyao got the famous sword of the uncle Xie Lu. Xiaoxue was a little uncomfortable, but Liu Yibai had come a few times and said that it was not necessary. Xiaoxue had accompanied you on a mountaineering road before, so she was no stranger to you. Now after Xie Lu sent it out, she just needs to be generous and warm-up to prevent Xiaoxue from being wronged. That is the best explanation to Xie Lu. As for the others, there is actually not so much attention.

Li Fuyao calmed down a little. After pulling Xiaoxue out of the sheath, he brushed his fingers slightly across the sword, feeling the slight tremor of the sword body. Xiaoxue's sword body was white and had a pretty shape. He was considered a beauty in the sword. Li Fuyao was always unwilling to use qi and blood to establish a connection with the sword when it came to Wenyang's sword. Although this method saved a lot of time and avoided detours, according to Li Fuyao's temperament, he always felt that this method was too simple and rough, so he was unwilling to do this. Therefore, whether it was black hair or Xiaoxue now, Li Fuyao had always treated it sincerely. Although it was a little troublesome, he always felt that there would be unexpected benefits in the future.

However, compared with the arrogance of the genius swordsman Bai Zhihan, this Xiaoxue's temper is actually not as cold as Xie Lu, and her reaction is much more enthusiastic than that of the blue-haired ones. Li Fuyao patiently brushed the sword body and then wiped the sword body with a cloth strip. Finally, he put Xiaoxue back into the sheath, put Xiaoxue and Qingshi two swords on his knees, began to meditate, and ran the qi to wander in the meridians.

Liu Yibai, who was in front of the dilapidated temple in the distance, leaning against the door, was Xie Lu, who was still holding a sword, but this sword was replaced by peach blossoms.

Liu Yibai held a wild grass root in his mouth and sighed softly: "Just because of this kid's attitude towards the sword, I have reason to think that he can go far in the future."

Xie Lu Pingjing asked, "I won't look at the qualifications this time?"

Liu Yibai shook his head, "Qualification is still very important, but nowadays, maybe his path is different. In fact, we don't have much time left and I'm too lazy to worry about anything, but I have never had any apprentice in my life. Just like this, I am still very willing to watch him go far in the future, and it's best to stand beside Chao Qingqiu one day."

Xie Lu said without hesitation: "You are still unwilling to send the weeds out."

Liu Yibai said a little annoyed: "Why is this kid doing with so many swords? Open a blacksmith shop?"

Xie Lu had no expression on his face and shook his head.

Liu Yibai sighed and touched the wine gourd that he had made before. Since Xi Chunan died at the foot of the mountain, he has drunk a lot of wine these days. But the more he drinks, the brighter his eyes are, and the more sharp his sword energy is.

If it weren't for Xie Lu, but the ancestor on the mountain, who saw Liu Yibai like this, might have praised her in her heart. Now Liu Yibai is really at the peak of her personal swordsmanship.

A mentality is hard to explain, and it can only be based on feelings.

Li Fuyao, who put two swords back and put them back in the sword box, placed the sword box behind him and suddenly remembered something. The swordsmen in this world are all one person and one sword, but he only has two. Isn’t this really an alternative?

Before I could think deeply, I just turned my head and saw Ye Shengge coming from the mountain road there.

The latter was wearing a white dress and looked elegant and outspoken. After walking over, he ignored Li Fuyao and just paid attention to the peach blossom she planted before. However, after squatting down and looking at it for a long time, he didn't see the reason. So he stood up and thought about it, and then asked Li Fuyao what famous mountains, what foods are there in Yanling, and where there are the most peach blossoms.

Li Fuyao frowned, not willing to pay attention to this Taoist genie.

Ye Shengge frowned and said, "Don't you like me?"

This is not the one who likes this.

Li Fuyao didn't say anything, and suddenly thought that among the two swords, the black hair was more in line with him. As for Xiaoxue, he was actually a little awkward to use, but he couldn't always put it in the sword box. In this way, it would be even more a pity to make the famous sword cover the Chen than Mingzhu cover the Chen.

Ye Shengge, who had been waiting for a long time but didn't see Li Fuyao respond, looked strange. She had originally made up her mind to go down the mountain today, but now she doesn't want to go down the mountain anymore. She is waiting for her master Liang Yi to go up the mountain here.

So Ye Shengge took a lot of steps and meditated on the spot, not afraid of anyone else on the mountain to shoot her.

Li Fuyao was reluctant to take a look. He went to the big bluestone in front of the ruined temple and found uncle Liu Yibai. Liu Yibai handed over the wine gourd and said with a smile: "This little Taoist species is still the most pleasing Taoist priest I have ever seen in my life. A Taoist heart has never been polluted by the world. Needless to say, it will definitely be shocking. As for whether we can cross the last threshold, God knows!"

Li Fuyao drank two sips of wine and laughed speechlessly. His current state is not only low, but also facing this Taoist seed, even Qinghuai, he still has no power to fight back. In fact, even if he doesn't like this Taoist seed, he can't do anything.

Liu Yibai patted his shoulder and comforted him, "How long have you been practicing swords for more than two years? The second realm is pretty good. This Taoist species has been practicing Taoism for more than ten years and has only been too clear. What are you anxious about? Go down to the point, whether it is late to achieve greatness or sudden enlightenment, it is possible. Maybe you will be a sword immortal within a hundred years. When you walk around the mountains and rivers, you will be as free as you want, just don't forget to take care of the sword mountain one or two."

Li Fuyao raised his head and showed a big smile, and suddenly said, "Actually, Uncle Master, I know that there must be a big disaster in Jianshan. Isn't Uncle Master Liu worried about this when drinking these days?"

Liu Yibai said: "It's not a big deal, so how can you explain it clearly? It's just that you, Mr. Xie, and I, don't want to live like this anymore, and want to change our way of life."

Li Fuyao refused to ask what kind of life it was. He just nodded, took a big sip of wine, and went to practice swords alone. Only Liu Yibai was left leaning against the big bluestone and drinking alone.

This swordsman who had struggled in the secular world looked at Li Fuyao's back and laughed: "No matter how talented you are, your temperament is really good according to my Liu Yibai."

After a moment, some worry appeared in Liu Yibai's eyes. Although she said it before, she couldn't help but feel a little worried in the end. He looked into the distance and whispered: "Chao Jianxian, don't really die in the demonic land. The swordsmen under the world can only rely on your big tree to have a place to live. If you really die, the swordsmen under the world will not be able to do even the lonely ghosts."

Liu Yibai's always a careless look seemed to have no interest in practicing swords before. No one knew that he was very concerned about swordsman inheritance in his heart.

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The black sea in the northern demon soil finally came to an end.

The sea returns to calm.

As for who wins and who loses, it is obviously an ending.

Chao Qingqiu, wearing a white robe, walked out of the sea under countless pairs of bright or dark eyes and went south alone.

Behind him, there were many demon earth cultivators who climbed the tower realm ready to move. After all, even if this sword immortal was able to escape unstoppable under the siege of two demon earth giants, no one would want to believe that he is still in full swing, and he is likely to be seriously injured.

However, on the first day this sword immortal went south, no one dared to take action.

It was not until Chao Qingqiu was approaching the junction of the northern demon soil and mountains and rivers that a demon soil monk with a huge black tiger showed his true body, but after a moment, he was slashed off the tiger's head with a sword from Chao Qingqiu.

The huge body fell heavily in the mountains and forests, and I don’t know how many big trees were broken.

Chao Qingqiu did not stop for a single step, and after a sword, he continued to move south.

On the contrary, the demon cultivators who climbed the tower realm behind him were frightened. How could this sword immortal still have such power after fighting with two great monsters? He could even cut off the top cultivators who climbed the tower realm with one sword?

At this moment, many monks couldn't help but think about the current situation of the two giants before.

On an isolated island in the black sea, two old men who had turned into ordinary heights looked at the south with indifferent expressions. One of the slightly thin old men broke his arm, but was growing slowly. It seemed that it would not take long to get back to its original state. The other old man was not so lucky. There was a terrifying wound on his chest that could be seen with bones, which was only half an inch away from the Ling Mansion. You must know that his true body was an old turtle. The most proud thing was the hardness of his tortoise shell. But facing Chao Qingqiu, he still couldn't stop him. Even if he didn't have this tortoise shell, he might have died long ago, and it wouldn't be like this.

The old man with a broken arm spoke slowly, his tone of ancient well was empty, "The Qingtianjun was on the coast, but he did not take action."

The latter smiled indifferently, "There are still several such juniors who are still watching like him. If any of the other three saints appeared in this black ocean, Qingtianjun would not hide it and not take action. But since it was Chao Qingqiu, everyone has their own concerns. Besides, both of us and this sea can't stop Chao Qingqiu, and the others dare not take action. In fact, it was as expected by me."

The old man with a broken arm looked down at the wound and suddenly sighed, "The killing power of Qingqiu is not far from the sword fairy Liuxiang at the time. He has not stopped moving forward over the years and has been moving forward. In more than ten years, I am afraid that even Liuxiang is alive, I will not be able to do anything to him. We old men have no hope of stopping him. We can only see if our demons can produce a stunning junior in the future and are qualified to fight him."

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Ye Shengge stayed at the foot of the mountain. Jianshan knew about this, but no one cared about it. After hearing what happened to Wu Shanhe on the mountain road, his ancestor Xu Ji was silent for a moment and asked Wu Shanhe to go to Jianchun to practice sword again. The latter was not angry for the first time. He just nodded and asked a question with a solemn expression, "Ancestor, is there really no one in Jianshan now?"

Xu Ji shook his head and said, "You are there."

Wu Shanhe looked lonely, but soon cheered up and headed towards Jianzhong.

After Wu Shanhe left here, Xu Ji went to Jianping, where the old Confucian scholar was flipping through a book, a little listless.

Xu Ji sat next to the old Confucian scholar, looking at the distant peaks with a calm expression.

The old scholar patted his head, "Xu Ji, Liang Yi went up the mountain, you haven't set out the sword in so many years, are you really sure?"

This is the most asked question by the old Confucian scholar these days, but Xu Ji did not feel so annoyed, and the ancestor just smiled and shook his head.

The old scholar lamented, "Xu Ji, you are really going to die."

Xu Ji replied calmly: "Everyone is going to die, it doesn't matter before and after. But now I feel more and more that Chao Jianxian will not die in the demonic land. Since Chao Jianxian is not dead, Jianshan will not be able to do anything. At most, I will die. What's the big deal?"

The old Confucian scholar said angrily: "You are dead, who is watching Jianshan for you? Do you really think that Chao Qingqiu will stay in Jianshan and not leave?"
To be continued...