Ye Yanluo looked at Liang Sheng curiously: "Why are you going to a place like Shushan? Aren't you afraid that they will cause trouble for you?"

Liang Sheng shook his head: "I want to go and see it. Every generation of peak masters has been there."

Qin Yuan's expression suddenly became serious: "Even my grandpa may not be able to protect you from that hellish place!"

Liang Sheng smiled slightly. He understood from Qin Yuan's scolding him just now that Qin Yuan must know the relationship between Kunlun and Shushan, so he deliberately acted like that to stop him.

But Liang Sheng had to go, so he just looked at Qin Yuan seriously.

Qin Yuan was helpless, "You are such a fool!"

"Haha, I'm not going to die.

Besides, I’m still waiting for Emperor Ye to be here before I go!”

Qin Yuan knew that Liang Sheng was determined, so he could only drive him there.

After driving wildly all the way, Qin Yuan drove sleeplessly again, and finally arrived at the foot of Shu Mountain.

Shushan has been a place of immortals since ancient times.

Later, it was said that many sword immortals gathered here and established a sect, which was called Shushan Sect.

It is said that the mountain roads in Shushan were carved out by disciples of the Shushan sect with sword after sword in order to hone their hearts!

The road to Shu is as difficult as climbing to the sky!

This sentence does not mean that the Shu Road is difficult and dangerous, but that the Shu Road was split by sword energy. You might be stabbed by the escaped sword energy wherever you go!

When Qin Yuan saw this huge mountain, he was filled with wonder.

Liang Sheng, on the other hand, was more filled with passion.

It is said that the main lineages of Shushan and Kunlun both specialize in swordsmanship, so they have been at odds since ancient times.

And Shushan was all stubborn, thinking that their own sect's swordsmanship was the best, so they went to challenge Kunlun without any problem.

Later, Kunlun became angry and sent his troops to fight with Shushan.

It is said that the battle was fought in the form of a martial arts contest. There were not many casualties, but it was extremely fierce.

And in the end, it seemed that the last disciple of Kunlun narrowly defeated the opponent.

So since then, Kunlun has made a rule that every peak leader must challenge Shushan once before taking the throne.

It doesn't matter if you lose, but you can only take over as the peak leader if you win once.

Fortunately, the two factions lasted for thousands of years and fought 1,346 wars. Kunlun always defeated Shushan.

The reason is that the move that narrowly defeated him in the first great martial arts competition, and the more than a thousand battles after that, each resulted in victory or defeat.

Liang Sheng is the 1,347th person who came here to challenge. He wants to challenge Shushan's eldest brother, the future heir.

Qin Yuan expressed concern about this, because everyone could see that Liang Sheng was not completely ready yet.

However, he still supported Liang Sheng, "Although I am worried about you, I think you should go."

"Why?" Liang Sheng was a little confused. He was doing it for responsibility, the responsibility for causing Kunlun disciples to suffer for countless years.

But why does Qin Yuan support him?

Qin Yuan smiled slightly: "The reason why I support you is not because of the responsibility you bear, but because of the pain on your body, which is the pain of Kunlun and Shushan for countless years!

I think you can end it, right?"

Liang Sheng shook his head. It wasn't that he couldn't, but that he didn't know.

Qin Yuan understood, but didn't say much. He just patted him on the shoulder, then put his arm around Liang Sheng's shoulders and walked up.

Ye Yanluo followed the two of them, as if watching the scenery.

When Qin Yuan took the first step on the stone steps, his smile changed because he felt that the stone steps under his feet were really cut with a sword.

Although the legend that the Shushan Sect was founded by the Sword Immortal is not necessarily true, Qin Yuan feels that it is really possible that the stone steps were cut out by a Jianshan disciple with a single sword!

How much perseverance does this require, how terrifying is this self-control?

Seeing Qin Yuan's expression change, Liang Sheng smiled bitterly: "Do you know why I, Kunlun, have suffered so many years?"

"I don't know, because I still think that the strength of Shushan has nothing to do with you!"

Qin Yuan spoke very seriously, and Liang Sheng listened very seriously. He didn't know how to answer.

The three of them continued to walk upwards. There were many people walking on this dangerous road, and they were all amazed.

But no one noticed the painstaking efforts of these Jianshan disciples.

Finally, Qin Yuan came to the mountain and looked at the tourists who were taking photos and expressing emotion, as well as those who were shouting that they were tired and went to buy water.

Qin Yuan spent money to buy mineral water sold by an old man, who carried it up from the mountain on his back.

Qin Yuan was not thirsty, but he felt that this bottle of water was worth the price offered by the old man. There were few things of equal value in the world, so it was better to cherish some.

Liang Sheng didn't drink water, although his lips were chapped.

But Qin Yuan knew that he was nervous.

After Liang Sheng climbed up, he stared at a large hall in the distance, where was the Shushan Sect.

Qin Yuan took him over and asked to see the head of Shushan.

Naturally, he was rejected because all the disciples of Shushan Sect were practicing.

But Qin Yuan took out a wad of money and said, "This is just a trivial matter. Please let me know, brother, just say it's someone from Kunlun."

The Shushan disciple was just an ordinary receptionist. Who knew about the conflict between Kunlun and Shushan? When he saw Qian, he immediately said with a smile: "Okay, I'll go and speak for you!"

This disciple cannot see the leader of Shushan. All he can see is a true disciple of Shushan.

However, the disciple knew very well what the two words Kunlun represented, so he immediately informed his master.

That is, an elder from Shushan.

The elder had a cold face and strode out of his room, then came to Qin Yuan and the others: "Liang Sheng?"

"Yes, Kunlun Liang Sheng!" Liang Sheng stepped forward for the first time and blocked Qin Yuan.

The elder glanced at Qin Yuan and didn't care, but when he saw Ye Yanluo, he couldn't help but his face changed slightly: "Emperor?!"

Ye Yanluo waved his hand: "It has nothing to do with me. I'm just a person watching the scenery. You can do whatever you want."

The elder's face looked better now, and then he stared at Qin Yuan and asked, "Are you also a disciple of Kunlun?"

"No, I'm from the Qinhuang Sect, I'm just here to join in the fun." Qin Yuan replied politely.

"Then just wait outside!" the elder said coldly, without any intention of relenting.

Qin Yuan was helpless: "I am the captain of the Dark Blade Troop under the Warrior Research Center. I am qualified to ask to go in to watch the game, right?"

Hearing Qin Yuan's self-reported identity, the elder still didn't believe it.

Qin Yuan shrugged: "Everyone in the world knows about this, you can ask."

The elder called a disciple and asked him to ask the disciples from the outer sect if this really happened.

The answer is naturally yes.

Qin Yuan was then allowed to enter.

The elder took Liang Sheng and Qin Yuan to the depths of Shushan Mountain, where the real sect of Shushan Mountain is located.

All the disciples are practicing, whether they are cutting trees with swords, hoeing the ground, building flowers and plants, or even turning pages of books with swords, they are all so calm.

Qin Yuan saw the cultivation methods of those disciples and felt that he could learn from them.

Liang Sheng, on the other hand, has always been indifferent. After all, Kunlun is also a sect and knows many cultivation methods.

The three of them walked straight ahead, passing through the disciples, and arrived in front of a large hall.

There was only one person in the hall, standing with his back to the door, seemingly lowering his head in meditation.

But when a few people got closer, they heard a faint sound of snoring.

The elder's face became very ugly, and he coughed in embarrassment.

The disciple immediately straightened his back and said loudly: "Elder, I am practicing the magical power of sleep, and I can enlighten the sword in my dreams!"

"..."

The elder sighed: "Xia Bin, someone is coming from Kunlun!"

After hearing this, the man turned around suddenly, his green face full of surprise: "People from Kunlun? Who is it?"

When Qin Yuan saw this young man who was about fifteen or sixteen years old, he couldn't help but be surprised: "So young? When every peak master of yours comes to challenge, is the heir of Shushan always this young?"

"Of course not, but this generation is indeed younger, and this realm... why is it only the fourth level?" Liang Sheng expressed deep doubts about the young man's talent.

Qin Yuan looked at him with disdain: "How old are you this year before you are equivalent to the Earth Flower realm?"

Liang Sheng did not speak, but looked at the surprised young man quietly: "I don't want to challenge you, you are still too young!"

The young man chuckled: "I thought you were going to bully me."

Qin Yuan's impression was that Shushan disciples were all rigid people, so how could they speak so tactfully?
To be continued...