Jianshan is like other places, and there will be morning light when dawn is dawn.

But the morning light here is mixed with some sword light.

The brightest sword light on the mountain should be the swordsmen climbing up the tower like Zhou Qing, Xu Li and Meng Jin. When Zhou Qing and Xu Li were still on the mountain, they could occasionally see these two great swordsmen competing swords on the mountain. The swordsmanship level of these two is not much different, so the two compete in swords, most of the time, they win and lose each other. The disciples on the mountain do not know the result of the sword competition, but they know that every time they arrive, there will be bright sword light on the mountain.

The sword lights were very bright. Some disciples saw it and realized a lot. They even broke through the realm and their realm was higher.

Therefore, the two great swordsmen on the mountain compete in swords, which many people want to see.

However, the two great swordsmen are not on the mountain now, and there has been no bright sword light on the mountain for a long time.

Until today.

On the southeast side of Jianshan, Wenjianping, as the starting point, a sword light appeared. The sword light was sharp and powerful. The disciples on the mountain did not need to go to Wenjianping to know that it should be a sword light brought out by a swordsman who could only climb the tower to draw his sword.

There is only one swordsman climbing the tower on the mountain, that is the old head teacher Meng Jin. Then this sword light should be the sword produced by the old head teacher.

But the old master's level is very good. This is true, but why did he use such a sword?

For a moment, there were speculations on the mountain.

When the disciples of Jianshan thought of this, they lost their energy even in the morning class. The swordsman who taught at Jianshe today was Chen Xuan. This swordsman from Taiqing Realm became a real swordsman with a sword scripture many years ago. At that time, Jianshan was weak, so Chen Xuan could only hide from all over the place, mostly between the deep mountains and forests.

It was not until Jianshan reopened that he came to Jianshan and became a disciple of Jianshan. In recent years, he began to teach Jianshan's new disciples.

In the past, the disciples on the mountain were always very serious when teaching, but today he obviously noticed that the disciples in the sword house were absent-minded. He knew why. He leaned against the window and looked at the scenery over the Jianping. The sword light rose from where the disciples naturally wanted to go and see it.

But half an hour ago, the head sect had issued a strict order, saying that all disciples were strictly prohibited from going to Jianping. This made the disciples suspicious, and there was even more speculation.

"Uncle Chen, what kind of person is the old leader?"

Chen Xuan was in a daze, but he didn't expect that a young man in the sword house had already asked.

The young man had a good face. If he didn't practice swords, he should be the most popular appearance of the romantic young man.

Chen Xuan came back to his senses, tidied up his clothes and asked, "What's your name?"

"Disciple Yuan Feng went up the mountain half a month ago."

Hearing this answer, Chen Xuan nodded and then said, "President Meng is naturally a swordsman with a very high level."

Chen Xuan was not the kind of Jianshan disciple who had been on the mountain. Of course, he didn't know much about the history of Jianshan. As for the old leader Meng Jin, he only knew that this was a swordsman with a higher seniority than the sword immortal.

Besides, Chao Qingqiu may be forgotten at any time. Even a sword immortal had such an encounter. Of course, Meng Jin, a swordsman climbing the tower, would not leave too many traces.

Yuan Feng smiled and said, "Uncle Chen, the disciple asked what kind of person the old sect is, not the realm of the old sect."

In terms of realm, the old leader Meng Jin is naturally the best in Jianshan, but what kind of person is he?

Chen Xuan turned to look at the boy, speechless, he didn't know anything about this.

Yuan Feng said relentlessly: "I would like to ask the uncle to solve his doubts."

Chen Xuan's face was gloomy. Looking at the boy, this swordsman, who was not very high in his realm, but was respected by his disciples on weekdays, breathed a sigh of relief and said calmly: "There are not many people on the mountain who know about Master Meng, and I don't know either."

This is to show weakness. He lost face in front of such a young man. In fact, Chen Xuan was extremely annoyed. When he took out the Sword Sutra and was about to let these disciples take back their minds, Yuan Feng suddenly laughed at Chen Xuan.

"Uncle Master, I know what kind of person the old sect is actually."

When he said this, Yuan Feng did not look at Chen Xuan, but looked at other disciples in the sword house. Yuan Feng smiled slightly and seemed very calm.

Even Chen Xuan felt it was a little strange.

"The old sect was the head of Jianshan about hundreds of years ago. At that time, Jianshan was not like the ones that are now. It was still a sect in the entire mountain and river. When the old sect became the head of Jianshan, no one dared to humiliate Jianshan. Whether it was Chenxie Mountain or the Confucian school, the old sect's sword Taoism was unparalleled in the world, and the old sect also did a lot of things..."

Yuan Feng's expression was plain, as if he was just a person involved. He told the disciples in the sword house, which made the disciples excited.

Chen Xuan didn't say anything for a while, and after a long time, Yuan Feng shut his mouth.

Soon another voice came from the sword house, "The old master is so powerful, I really should let the old master take over the sword mountain again."

The voice was not loud, and it seemed that it was a little hesitant, but it had already been said and the disciples in the sword house could hear it clearly.

Chen Xuan looked at Yuan Feng who had already sat back in his original position, and his eyes were filled with indescribable emotions.

A disciple of Jianshan happened to know the deeds of the old sect, and then told the disciples of Jianshan that it didn't seem to be a fatal matter, but he couldn't even say bad things. But Chen Xuan didn't know why, but he always felt that there was something strange about it.

After the story was told, the man sighed and said nothing again. This was because he had completely curled his voice. Everyone was thinking about things, but no one revealed it.

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...

The same thing is happening in other sword houses. The contents of the matter are the same, but the situation is different. Anyway, it is all for the disciples to know that the master of the sword light is not just an ordinary old sect.

There are many people who plant seeds in many people's hearts. I don't know if everyone's heart will bear fruit, but not even a single person will bear fruit.

As long as there is one person who bears fruit, things are worth it.

So these things are not ordinary storytelling.

The swordsman who taught in a swordsman in the southeast was named Lin Yu. He was a swordsman in the morning and evening realm. Seeing this situation in the swordsman, he knew very well what these people were doing. So he said seriously and solemnly to the young disciples in the swordsman: "Sword Mountain was handed over by the old head Xu Ji to the head. That was the head. Even if other people once owned the swordsman, they were not qualified to do anything now."

Lin Yu said this to the young man and to all the disciples of Jianshan in the sword house.

Although I don't know if it's useful, I've said something.

The young man smiled slightly and said, "When Bai Weng came to Jianshan before to be the head of Jianshan. You said that his reputation was not right. Now the old head of the company who matched everything is back, what else do you have to say?"

The boy's face was very ordinary, not like the one in the sword house before.

Lin Yu didn't say anything, just looking at him, as if he was trying to see something from him, but what he wanted to see was unknown.

There shouldn't be anyone who fights for the position of Jianshan's head coach again.

Even the Li Fuyao who is on the mountain now has no fight, so why is there anyone else?

Lin Yu sighed, and finally remained silent.

He couldn't say anything more.

At this moment, a disciple on the mountain sighed: "I don't know who is more powerful than the old master and the master."

This sentence is similar to what the previous one said.

No matter how admirable Wu Shanhe is, his realm is not comparable to that of the Shenxiangshan Temple Master, so no matter what, he is one point behind here. If he is one point behind here, it is difficult to make up for it from other places, because that is realm, combat power, not anything else.

In the face of absolute strength, everything else is not very useful.

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...

Wu Shanhe and Li Fuyao were walking on the mountain road. Li Fuyao was going to the ruined temple at the foot of the mountain. Wu Shanhe was just trying to walk around. It was early morning and there were not many disciples on the mountain road.

So the two were not seen.

These are the two most amazing young swordsmen in the world. It is rare to walk together.

Wu Shanhe talked about the previous sword light and smiled calmly: "The master has a sword light, and there is a mouth in the sword house. It seems that I can't wait. Then, according to junior brother, what will the master do in the future?"

Li Fuyao was carrying a sword box, with black hair hanging around his waist, and the fairy sword was in his sleeve. Listening to Wu Shanhe's words, Li Fuyao just smiled, pointed to the green mountain opposite, and said, "When we saw that green mountain, we were fascinated, we would think about what was on the mountain, what was the scene on the mountain, whether it was really beautiful, I thought too much and had too many expectations. In the end, if all these expectations were realized, naturally, I would be full of joy. If someone asked you to come down from this mountain at this moment, you would definitely be dissatisfied."

Li Fuyao laughed and said, "Everyone is like this."

Wu Shanhe was slightly stunned and then said, "Next, the master will let people see what happened to Qingshan."

Li Fuyao nodded and said, "The person who came to climb the mountain was the master of the spectator before, but now I don't know who it should be."

Wu Shanhe said, "As soon as you climb the tower, the master will draw his sword."

"It's natural."

Wu Shanhe shook his head.

Li Fuyao didn't say anything. If he really wanted to do this, it would mean that the master had colluded with the Taoist sect, just like the Bai Weng at the time.

"Even if the master wants to re-take over Jianshan, he will not collude with the Taoist sect, right?"

Wu Shanhe also lacks confidence.
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