The matter of Chao Qingqiu taking over the swordsman lineage alone has never been returned.

In the world today, it can be said that flowers are competing for beauty, but in the end it is still the only one who is beautiful in the Qingqiu. However, Li Fuyao had the idea of ​​coming from behind, but now he has to deal with those things outside the world first.

Now that time is urgent, Li Fuyao inexplicably remembered the poem by Li Changgu.

His gaze moved to Li Changgu's portrait, and there was an introduction to his sword. The iron sword called Kujuku and Short, but there was nothing special about it. He just wrote the poem next to him.

As for Li Fuyao, the above text records mean that he has many swords. In the end, it is straightforward to say that the sword fairy now has no real sword.

Li Fuyao smiled helplessly and was about to leave this swordsman sect called Haoran Sect.

The door was pushed open all of a sudden, and a child holding a broom stood outside the door. Today was his turn to clean the bamboo house with a portrait of the sword fairy hanging.

Li Fuyao stood in the room, but after he had thought, the child could not see him.

After the child walked in, he did not rush to clean up, but knelt down in front of Chao Qingqiu's portrait, and then muttered, "Thank you for Chao Jianxian blessing my swordsman lineage!"

Li Fuyao looked at the child kneeling down and muttering for a long time, then took a step forward. A ray of sword energy burst out between his fingers, reaching the child's eyebrows.

It was a sword scripture, which was much more powerful than the classics of Haoran Sect.

According to some strange novels written by scholars, this child is the real protagonist.

The child who was still kneeling before the portrait of Qingqiu, when the sword energy entered it, suddenly looked up and felt the sword scripture in his mind. He was overjoyed and kowtowed to the portrait of Qingqiu, and soon some blood appeared on the floor.

"Thank you for giving the sword scripture to the sword immortal..."

Li Fuyao turned around and walked out of the bamboo building, and his figure dissipated.

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Li Fuyao walked slowly in the sea of ​​clouds, and the fragments surrounded him. The snow-white fragments were from ten miles and the bright moon, and the blue-haired sword and grass gradually turned green. As for the tall buildings and cloud cover, there was nothing special about it.

I had told Wang Yanqing before about writing articles, and that kind of thing was extremely difficult. So at this time, it was also very difficult for Li Fuyao to forge a sword.

The most difficult first step is naturally to pick out those fragments.

If all the fragments were pieced together again, the long sword that was pieced together seemed to be a little long.

"But you have to give up, you can't give up."

Li Fuyao thought about this and suddenly smiled, "Instead of pieced together, it is better to melt all the fragments and recast them, otherwise there will be too many problems afterwards."

Although it will be a bit difficult to do this, fortunately, after casting the sword, it will not be like the same as before, and it will never be like a whole.

Li Fuyao learned to forge swords in the illusion, and even cast the bright moon with his own hands.

Therefore, you should be confident about making a sword.

"Go to Jianshan."

Li Fuyao said to himself: "I hope there is no problem."

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When Li Fuyao, the sword fairy, came to Jianshan, there were many people who came to greet him.

Even though there were already two sword immortals on the mountain.

The swordsmen on the mountain were all here, and everyone knew what happened when Li Fuyao broke through the realm that day.

Chen Sheng and Chao Fengchen did not come out to meet.

Wu Shanhe led many disciples of Jianshan and stood on the top of the mountain.

"Welcome to Xian Li Jian!"
Chapter completed!