Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 113: Less alcohol
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Not long after the master went down the mountain, the old scholar carrying a bookcase talked a lot to the ancestor Xu Jixu on the mountain road, and then Xu Ji, who looked dull and white, nodded.
The old scholar smiled and said: "Don't worry, at most three or four hundred years, the old man will give you a swordsman in the stairs."
Xu Ji's expression was indifferent, "You don't need to force it. Since he had the idea of going down the mountain, no one can stop him, but now after he goes down the mountain, you take care of it."
The old scholar nodded and sighed, but he didn't say anything. After going up the mountain, he went straight to the sword tomb, and he didn't make a fuss about the young man in the sword tomb. Ji has agreed with you, Wu Xiaomutou and the old man, to travel the world together, and come back in three to five hundred years.
Sword Mound was silent for a long time before there was a response.
Wu Shanhe, who looked a little haggard, walked out of the sword mound, still with a sword hanging from his waist. He only saw the old scholars, but not the ancestors. His first word was that I would not go down the mountain.
The old scholar blew his beard and stared, almost giving him a chestnut right away.
After a while, the old scholar who figured out the key part of the problem softly comforted: "Xu Ji is already in such a situation, you know that Jianshan is now in a situation. It is not a way to stay on the mountain. After going down the mountain, increase the cultivation level. One day you will become an indomitable swordsman. You can reason with that master and hold your wrists. Then you can go to Shenxie Mountain to find your place, return to Jianshan, and re-bright your swordsman. It’s your burden. You can’t shirk it. Falling, you are on the mountain, in fact, it is no different from escaping."
Wu Shanhe looked in a daze, and finally nodded, only to meet Li Fuyao before going down the mountain.
The old Confucian waved his hand and didn't stop anything. After Liang Yi went down the mountain, Jianshan will not have any major events in a short time, but it will soon become a real barren mountain, according to the current situation of the ancestor Xu Ji , At most three to five years, the lamp will be exhausted. Except for Wu Shanhe and Xu Ji, the swordsmen on the mountain are actually phantoms. To conceal people’s eyes, the three people in the ruined temple at the foot of Jianshan are half alive. Nothing exists. After Wu Shanhe descends, Xu Ji is the only one left on this mountain. Needless to say, his last time is to set up a sword formation on this sword mountain, so that this sword mountain can no longer have outsiders. Mountain climbing, unless one day Wu Shanhe or Li Fuyao, who becomes a great swordsman, can return to this mountain.
Naturally, if there are other advanced swordsmen who are willing to go up the mountain, it is also feasible.
At least the other three monks, if they want to forcibly climb the mountain, they are afraid that they will be pricked into hedgehogs by the countless swords on this mountain.
After all, there are only a few monks in the world who are as brilliant and talented as the master.
Out of the Jian Tomb, the old Confucian and Wu Shanhe descended to the foot of Jianshan, the old Confucian smiled and looked at the Taoist species, saying that he wanted to talk to her about the truth, Ye Shengge ignored this look The unruly old scholar just dug one hole after another in the open space under Jianshan, and took the time to find the peach blossom branches from the mountain before planting them one by one. According to her idea, it should not be long. This A peach grove will grow at the foot of Jianshan Mountain. She will look at it again in a few years, and it should be a good place.
The old scholar was not at all annoyed at Ye Shengge’s ignorance. He just chose a nice open floor and sat on the floor, then flipped through the book. During the period, he looked at Li Fuyao, who was sitting on the large blue stone and drinking. His eyes and the look in his eyes are complicated, and he is a little confused. The two disciples on the mountain, Wu Shanhe and Li Fuyao, whether it is the roots or the knowledge of kendo, Wu Shanhe is better than Li Fuyao, why Xu Ji is still optimistic Li Fuyao was unwilling to use Jianshan to restrain his Jianxin. Is it because Li Fuyao is your disciple and grandson?
Over there, Wu Shanhe and Li Fuyao, who were sitting together on the large bluestone, drank two jars of wine that Li Fuyao dragged out of the ruins of the ruined temple.
Wu Shanhe looked complicated and asked softly: "I want to follow the old man to travel through the mountains and rivers. I don't know how long it will take to return to Jianshan. Do you want to be together?"
Li Fuyao pondered for a moment, then shook his head, "I shouldn't be able to stay long before going down the mountain. It's just that the place I want to go should not be what you want to go. Besides, it's not that important to go in different ways in the same industry." /
Wu Shanhe frowned, "When you climbed the mountain that day, if I told you that you must go to the top of the mountain before dark, you should be my junior now. Although the identity of Jianshan disciple looks better than that The monks of the three religions today are still considered to be the place that all sword practitioners in the world dream of, don't you care?"
Li Fuyao smiled and said, neither nodding nor shaking his head.
Wu Shanhe sighed, "I always wanted a little brother."
Li Fu shook his brows and stretched out, and asked softly: "Chen Sheng, what are you calling?"
Wu Shanhe said in surprise: "Uncle Master."
Li Fuyao nodded, "He is my master."
Wu Shanhe has light in his eyes, he laughed loudly, "Little Junior Brother."
Li Fuyao didn't say anything, but he agreed with this statement.
Wu Shanhe is in a good mood, and the depression in his previous heart is wiped out.
He smiled and looked at Li Fuyao, "The first time you saw brother, didn't you prepare any meeting ceremony?"
Li Fuyao corrected in a low voice: "This is the second time."
Wu Shanhe remembered for no reason the experience of being blocked by Master Xie Lu several times before going down the mountain, and he felt a little complicated.
Finally, Li Fuyao patted the clothes, and motioned to him that there are only a few things on his body. Which one do you think?
Wu Shanhe did take a closer look at Li Fuyao's body. He was carrying a sword case behind him. He didn't know how many swords it contained, but he couldn't ask for it anyway. After all, swords are for swordsmen. It was too important. Finally, Wu Shanhe thought for a long time before he pointed to the wine gourd on Li Fuyao's waist.
That's what Liu Yibai did for a few days without doing anything else. This uncle Liu is a free and easy person, and he never deliberately wanted to leave anything, so this wine gourd is not counted as It was what he left to Li Fuyao, it was nothing but the things Li Fuyao found in the ruins of the ruined temple.
Li Fuyao thought about it for a while, and quickly unwrapped the wine gourd, handed it to Wu Shanhe, and softly said: "This is Uncle Liu's thing, you take good care of it."
Wu Shanhe was a little stunned after receiving the wine gourd. Originally, he only regarded this thing as Li Fuyao's, but now it is not Li Fuyao's, but Liu Yibai's.
Wu Shanhe nodded, "This is not the thing you gave me, but I will keep it, and when you really want to give me something, come and change it?"
Li Fuyao asked doubtfully: "What gift do you want?"
Wu Shanhe thought for a while, "There are sharks in the North Sea, and the scabbard made of shark skin is worthy of my Shanhe sword. How about you see me next time and find me one?"
Li Fuyao thought about it, and finally accepted it, but didn't say that he would definitely find it. After all, these things are not simple.
Wu Shanhe jumped off the big bluestone, shook the wine gourd in his hand, and signaled to see each other later.
Li Fushao nodded, and took another sip of wine into his mouth.
Ye Shengge stood up, did not go to see Wu Shanhe, but after wiping off her sweat, she felt quite a sense of accomplishment, as if she had stepped into Qingsi from the same step as a participant.
At that time, Guanzhu had taken out a treasure from the mountain and gave it to Ye Shengge, which shocked the other Taoists on the mountain. It was at that time that things about Guanzhu and Ye Shengge gradually came out.
After the old Confucian and Wu Shanhe packed up, they were ready to go down the mountain, but Xu Ji did not appear from beginning to end, which made Wu Shanhe a little bit disappointed.
Walking on the mountain road, Wu Shanhe is listless.
The old Confucian student is at ease.
While he was so happy, he even read out a sentence or two of the saint casually, making Wu Shanhe's spirit even more difficult to mention.
When these two came to the green lake at the foot of the mountain, they actually saw a white robe by the lake in the distance.
The old scholar is speechless.
Wu Shanhe doesn't know why.
The white robe just passed away in a flash, and Wu Shanhe didn't see it clearly.
The old scholar sighed and said: "You little wood, really bad luck, if he gives you a few words, it will be more meaningful than you have been practicing swords for ten years."
Wu Shanhe asked cautiously: "That's Chao Jianxian?"
The old scholar nodded.
Wu Shanhe took a breath of air, obviously frightened.
The old Confucian student "comprehensively" asked: "Chao Qingqiu must have gone up the mountain, should we go back to the mountain and ask him to give you some advice?"
Wu Shanhe looked at the mountain road, thought about it, and then shook his head.
The old Confucian smiled and asked: "Why, can't you give up your son?"
Wu Shanhe was a little embarrassed: "I just feel that the fate has not arrived, so I can't force it, but in fact, if Chao Jianxian can point me to something, it must be an excellent thing."
The old scholar patted him on the shoulder, and praised: "You little wood, you have a good temper. With this idea, let alone other things, the future will not be bad."
Wu Shanhe smiled helplessly.
After a few steps, the old scholar asked again: "I really don't want to go? This is the sword fairy, this is the only one in the mountains and rivers!"
Wu Shanhe said with a bitter face, "Old gentleman, if you say it again, I will really regret my intestines."
The old scholar laughed heartily and was in a good mood.
You may not be optimistic about Wu Shanhe, but the old man will tell you that this guy is no worse than Li Fuyao, and even better. If it doesn't work, wait for a hundred years to see.
Look at who was stronger at that time!
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On the Menchen Mountain Road, Chao Qingqiu with a pale face in a white robe stood on the mountain road and looked at Xu Ji, who was full of white hair, and smiled silently.
Xu Ji smiled freely. The difference in age between the two is actually not that big, but Chaoqing and Qiuji are even worse.
Calculating carefully, the two are actually of the same generation.
Xu Ji laughed in a low voice: "Chao Jianxian, majestic."