The old swordsman smiled slightly and patted the boy on the shoulder, "The rules on Jianshan cannot be changed, but since you want a lantern, follow me to Jianshan to take a look, and then go down the mountain after watching."

Li Fuyao nodded and comforted himself: "If you can't climb the mountain, it's okay to see."

The old swordsman smiled, and then led the young man through the woods next to the mountain road, and smiled as he walked: "These trees are called sword wood. In the past, when swords were forged on the mountain, these woods were all good things for sword hilts, but now there are not so many swordsmen. The swords on the sword washing pond are enough, so there is no need to cast new swords. In fact, in addition to being a little calm in your previous words, you also have some ideas to make me change my mind, right?"

Li Fuyao remained silent, but did not deny it.

The old swordsman led Li Fuyao through the woods and came to the real Jianshan Mountain Road, and then said calmly: "The young man has some thoughts, not bad things, but some sharpness is a good thing. The swordsman lineage has long been withered, and there are not many swordsmen left, but fortunately most of them are thrown away, so this situation is not very bad. It's just that the rules are so unwilling not to talk about, otherwise the current situation on Jianshan Mountain would not be like this."

As I walked up the mountain road, although it was already night, the stars were hanging high and the bright moon hung in the sky, so naturally I couldn’t tell how I could not see the road clearly.

The old swordsman led Li Fuyao all the way to the Sword Immortal Palace. Many disciples on the mountain witnessed it with their own eyes, but most of them didn't care. Only some people felt a little regretful. Even if the ancestors decided, they would have no choice.

After coming to the Sword Immortal Palace, the old swordsman pointed to the hall and said calmly: "If you successfully climb the mountain today, you can enter the hall and light an incense stick. Not everyone in this hall has the sword fairy portraits from my sword mountain, but now there is only one inheritance place in the sword fairy, so they naturally have to be worshipped. Moreover, these sword fairys die to the point of being worshipped as expected. When a kid first entered this Sword Immortal Palace, he pointed to these sword fairy portraits and said that he would hang the portraits next to them one day. This courage made me look at him with admiration."

Li Fuyao looked up and asked, "Is it Chao Qingqiu?"

The old swordsman shook his head, "There is someone else, that boy doesn't have the qualifications to Qingqiu."

Li Fuyao said oh, and said no more. Then he looked at the buildings on the mountain. The old swordsman went to the side hall to get lanterns and handed them to Li Fuyao. "Actually, what you said before is reasonable. If you can't climb the Sword Mountain, you can't become a sword immortal? There is no such reason in the world. You don't have to rush to leave after going down the mountain. Staying in front of that dilapidated temple for two years will still be of some benefit."

Li Fuyao widened his eyes, "What's the point of this move for senior?"

The old swordsman stood with his hands behind his back, "You didn't reach the top of the mountain, so naturally you can't practice on the mountain, but if you want to go to the foot of the mountain, who can care about you, and you will stay if you want to."

"Since you haven't reached the top of the mountain, you can't take the sword on the sword-washing pool anymore. It's just that there are so many swords in this mountain and river, so you may not have to take them in the sword-washing pool, it doesn't matter."

Li Fuyao nodded and said softly: "I'm going down the mountain."

The old swordsman reminded: "Don't follow the way he came, just walk down this mountain road, the same."

Li Fuyao nodded again, turned around and went down the mountain with a lantern. The old swordsman looked at his back and showed a kindness in his eyes.

He had accepted four disciples in his life, three in the ruined temple at the foot of Jianshan Mountain, and one happened to be the young master.

Chen Sheng, a swordsman in the morning and evening realm.

By seniority, can I make the young man call him Master?

But the old swordsman did not tell Li Fuyao about these things.

No benefit.

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The boy walked on the mountain road with a lantern and felt a little uncomfortable. He never felt sorry for anyone, nor did he owed anyone, but he just felt a little disappointed.

He didn't want to show these emotions to others on the mountain, but he couldn't help it when he was alone.

He wiped his face and said to himself, "Miss Qinghuai, I didn't climb the Sword Mountain."

After a moment, he smiled and said, "It's just okay."
Chapter completed!