Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 642: Old but not dead

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The Jianshan at the end of autumn is no different from the past. The Jianmu on both sides of the mountain path is still the same. There will be no changes throughout the year, but the disciples on Jianshan are much more than before, and they look full of anger.

This Jianshan has experienced many major events in recent years. From the very beginning, there were only two three-generation disciples, Li Fuyao and Wu Shanhe. Later, the ancestor died on Wenjianping, and then Jianshan was forced to close the mountain. After a few years, Chao Qingqiu opened the sky with a sword in Baiyu Town and reopened Jianshan. After that, Jianshan chose the head teacher, and there were a lot of disturbances. In short, he was able to get to the point where he is now. It's not easy.

Li Fuyao didn’t have many things in Jianshan. Except for the first three years of practicing swordsmanship, he basically wandered around the world for the rest of the time. He rarely stopped somewhere. Now he will climb Jianshan again. For Li Fuyao, it was a revisit to the old place, and he sighed. Walking on the mountain road, Li Fuyao looked rather plain looking at the sword light that was born from time to time.

Many Jianshan disciples looked at Li Fuyao's dress and felt a little weird. They thought it was a certain Jianghu swordsman. This time they climbed Jianshan to worship Jianshan and officially began to study kendo.

So while Li Fuyao was on the way up the mountain, many disciples cast kindly gazes at him. Wherever they could see, most Jianshan disciples were laughing.

In the autumn wind, it also looks very warm.

Most of those disciples are still the disciples of the first three realms of swordsman, and few have already crossed those first three realms and reached the fourth realm Qingsi. The realm can be said to be not very good, if it is placed in Shenxieshan or It was a school, but there wouldn't be such a low-level disciple.

It's just that Jianshan is waiting to be thriving. With such a situation, it is already very good.

Walking on the mountain road, Li Fuyao can also talk about the whispers of Jianshan disciples. Of course, he is not talking about him, but sighing about the current situation in Jianshan.

From their words, Li Fuyao realized that an old ancestor came on this mountain.

This ancestor is not the previous ancestor Xu Ji, but Xu Ji’s master. He is the Sword Mountain Master before ancestor Xu Ji. He is called Meng Jin. Regardless of seniority or realm, he is on this mountain. No one can compare.

In fact, even if Chao Qingqiu is still alive, when you meet this old head teacher, you have to treat him as a junior.

There should be an upstairs swordsman on the mountain, which should have been a good thing, but from the words of the sword mountain disciples, it is not obvious.

From their words, you can know that from the time the old master teacher went up the mountain, there have been mountain swordsmen who wanted him to come out and preside over the overall situation. This kind of voice is actually not low on the mountain now. Although this kind of voice has always existed on Jianshan from spring to autumn, the old head teacher ignored it at all. The whole Jianshan was said to be unstable, but to a certain extent, it was not chaotic.

But some people know whether this is chaotic or not, and it depends on the calm surface of the lake. If it is really messed up, it is really unclear.

Li Fuyao walked all the way, until before Xijianchi, he could hear those idle words falling in his ears.

As we approached the sword washing pond, two Jianshan disciples appeared on both sides of the mountain road. They were two young faces. They glanced at Li Fuyao and said in unison: "Sword Mountain Forbidden Land, it’s not my Jianshan disciple. Enter."

In the words, there is no other meaning, neither condescending nor condescending.

Not Li Fuyao

Jianshan disciple, this is the current situation created when I first practiced swordsmanship, but Li Fuyao and Jianshan are still inextricably linked.

Li Fuyao glanced at the two Jianshan disciples, didn't say anything, turned around and left here, he went to wash the sword pond is not something that he had to do, since he stopped him, he just didn't go.

It's just that when Li Fuyao came to Wenjianping again, he was also stopped by others.

Li Fuyao frowned. This time he didn't turn around and leave again. Instead, he lifted the robe around his waist to reveal the piece of sword jade.

That piece of sword jade can prove Li Fuyao's identity as an enshrinement to Jianshan. The two disciples guarding here looked at such a piece of sword jade, and they couldn't believe it.

When you enter Jianshan, you naturally need to know the things on the mountain, such as this enshrined jade pendant. This is the case. The swordsmen on this mountain must be divided into three or sixty-nine grades. Those who can become the master of the sword will naturally also be divided. Wu Shanhe took out a few pieces of the jade pendant enshrined by Jianshan, but they are not too high-grade, like the sword jade on Li Fuyao’s waist. There will be no one person looking for the whole Jianshan. Can be worn.

But Kendama is true.

The two disciples quickly let themselves go. As Li Fuyao walked slowly, one of the disciples opened his mouth and asked, "Could it be Li Shishu?"

Although Li Fuyao is not a disciple of Jianshan, his seniority is comparable to that of Jianshan Master Wu Shanhe. Now there are three generations of disciples on the mountain. It is not uncommon for him to call him an uncle. In fact, even Zhao, who has only recently gone up the mountain, Dabao has become the little uncle in their mouths.

Li Fuyao ignored these two disciples, and went straight to ask Jianping, where is the place where the ancestor Xu Ji sat. Before, he seemed to take a good look, but he never had a chance. Now he will return to Jianping. Naturally, I have to look at the mountains.

Climb to Wenjianping to get a full view of Jianshan.

This is the place with the widest view on Jianshan Mountain. On weekdays, many disciples practice swords here.

It is the setting sun now, and two or three Jianshan disciples can still be seen in the distance.

Li Fuyao stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the golden sea of ​​clouds illuminated by the setting sun, did not speak, but sighed inexplicably.

This time, he didn't even think that he had been practicing swords for more than fifteen years.

I still remember when he only mentioned the sword, he was just a teenager, but now at this age, if it were placed in the ordinary world, it would already be the age to marry a wife and have children.

No wonder Li's father and Li's mother kept talking about him, wanting to let him have a baby.

The past is the same as yesterday, but now I look at it, mostly in memory.

"The sunset is very good, but there are not many people who have time to see it. The disciples on the mountain want to practice their swords, and few people have noticed the scenery here."

I don’t know when, Wu Shanhe has already stood by his side. This Sword Sect Master who is still dressed in formal wear has a calm expression. Although he is not very old, he has nothing on his face. s things.

As the Sword Mountain Master, you naturally need to be steady.

The realm is not enough, but more stable.

"Brother."

Senior brother shouted, Li Fuyao's thoughts were taken back.

Wu Shanhe looked at the golden sea of ​​clouds and said softly: "You have just gone up the mountain. Have you heard the news of your master returning to the mountain?"

Li Fuyao nodded, and Meng Jin went up the mountain. This is what he heard the most while standing on the mountain road, so he naturally knew.

There is no reason not to know.

"Then you heard the rumors on the mountain?"

Li Fuyao didn't say anything. He shouldn't have been worrying about these things. The ancestor asked Wu Shanhe to take charge of Jianshan. From that time on, that Jianshan belonged to the senior, so he shouldn't think too much about it.

"What can I do after Master went up the mountain?"

No matter what, ask what you should ask.

"On the day when he went up the mountain, he waved on the mountain road and fetched many swords from the Washing Sword Pool, and picked one for Zhao Dabao."

Li Fuyao frowned.

Some people can only see that this is Meng Jin's love for Zhao Dabao, and they don't hesitate to take the sword for him personally, but Li Fuyao only needs a little thought to know what's in it.

Doing this in full view, no wonder that after going up the mountain, many Keqing disciples of Jianshan thought that they were the best candidates for the heavy hand of Jianshan.

"This sword mountain used to belong to the ancestor, and later it was the ancestor’s. The ancestor gave it to me. Now he is mine. I don’t care who owns the mountain before. Way to **** it from me."

Wu Shanhe's face is as usual, and when he speaks, there is a sense of paranoia.

Li Fuyao glanced at him and asked indifferently: "If Shizu is more suitable for this Sword Mountain Master, what do you think?"

Wu Shanhe asked back: "I'm not doing well enough?"

Li Fuyao didn't say a word. He hasn't been in Jianshan these days. He doesn't know the current situation of Jianshan, so naturally he can't say good or bad.

Wu Shanhe's Yuebai shirt moved with the mountain wind, as if he was in the same mood, all a little excited.

"My thoughts were only told to you, because only you are the younger brother I can trust. If you take a 10,000 step back, if you don’t have any idea about the mountain, why would you not do anything?"

This sentence came to the point. If Meng Jin didn't want to do anything, why didn't he clearly reject those who wanted him to be the instructor.

Sometimes not speaking is the default.

Just like Meng Jin now.

Li Fuyao frowned and said: "After all, he is the master, what his mind is, maybe he has other plans."

"I don't think so."

Wu Shanhe looked at Li Fuyao and said seriously: "I've seen Shizu several times, and I know what he wants."

Li Fuyao looked at Wu Shanhe with a calm expression.

Wu Shanhe continued: "I saw what I wanted to see in the eyes of my master."

Li Fuyao did not speak, waiting for Wu Shanhe to continue speaking.

"I can't see anything in Master's eyes."

Nothing can be seen.

Li Fuyao looked at Wu Shanhe and didn't quite understand what he meant by this sentence.

Wu Shanhe said calmly: "A person like Shizu who has lived for such a long time has no emotions in his eyes. This is really normal."

Li Fuyao looked at the sea of ​​clouds and already understood many things.

Yes, for people like Meng Jin, what else can he care for?

I couldn't see him in the battle in Baiyu Town, and then after something happened in Jianshan, I couldn't see him either.

But now he is here.

He even made such a move on the mountain road.

These days, I didn't do anything, but I did everything.