Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 84: Blue silk

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In front of the ruined temple at the foot of Jianshan Mountain, an old scholar carrying a bookcase came today.

The old scholar who originally followed the ancestors on Jianshan Mountain did not stay on the mountain for a long time and then came to the ruined temple at the foot of Jianshan. He talked about the principles of sages and said that he wanted to argue with the three people of the ruined temple. Li, Xie Lu and Liu Yibai are experts in killing people with swords, but they are not interested in reasoning at all. Therefore, after the old Confucian came down to the ruined temple, he could only interact with the gentleman Xichunan. To say a few words, the old Confucian student carrying the bookcase seems to have not read a few years of books. Many principles are now seen from the books, so it is not so deep. Therefore, it is not rare to live in Xichunan, Xichunan. Nan has a very good temper. After spending half a day with the old Confucian student, he doesn’t feel bored. After dusk, seeing that the old Confucian student is still reluctant, Xi Chu Nan laughed and said whether he wanted to compare the sword, otherwise the saliva would be dry. My legs are numb, which is not so good.

The old scholar who has been going around in circles looked at Xi Chunan a little weirdly. Finally, he finally got to the point. He closed the book in his hand and asked doubtfully: "The handle under the cliff is the treasure of Liu Xiang. Sword, after learning Liu Xiang’s temperament, he has always been above the top. You know he will not let Li Fuyao take him off the bottom of the cliff, but why do you want him to take the sword?"

Xi Chunan replied calmly: "Why not? There is no absoluteness in everything. If he fancy Fuyao and think that he is similar to Fairy Liu Jian, he will come out with him."

The old Confucian sneered at Xi Chunan's statement, "What kind of temperament and talent in Liu Xiang, where is the boy Li Fuyao comparable to, Liu Xiang's sword was thousands of miles long until now. Now that no one has surpassed, even Chao Qingqiu dare not say that Li Fuyao can match Liuxiang on the way of Jianqi?"

Xi Chunan smiled and asked: "The old man praises Chao Jianxian so far?"

The old scholar rolled his eyes, "Nonsense, Chao Qingqiu is the only genius in your swordsman's line who has stepped into the Canghai Realm for six thousand years, saying that he can't compare to the six thousand years of sword immortals, the old man doesn't believe me. , Maybe it’s not right to invite those sword immortals to be his opponents until now. I scared the old man Xu Ji on the mountain, saying that the two great monsters jointly attacked Zhao Qingqiu, in fact, even if it’s coming to the third. What about Zun, the old man still doesn't believe that Chao Qingqiu will just die in the demon land like this."

Speaking of the only sword fairy who has been able to step into the sea in six thousand years, in fact, whether it is an old scholar or Xichunan, there is an unexplainable feeling in my heart, old Confucian scholars admired this sword fairy who had only practiced swords for less than three hundred years and used his own strength to continue the swordsman's line. For this sword fairy, Xi Chunan admired his perseverance and perseverance.

It’s just that, in the end, the sword fairy Chao Qingqiu is a romantic figure in this mountain and river, in that demon land. When the saint is almost invisible in the world, there is only this sword fairy. The shots are all generous, either to kill the big demon or go to places like Shenxie Mountain to initiate provocations, making the monks of the Demon Land and the Three Sects feel a little helpless.

The old Confucian sighed: "If Chao Qingqiu can come back from the demon land unharmed, it means that his kendo has gone further. Maybe he will be the first person to become an immortal in the past six thousand years."

Xi Chunan smiled but didn't say anything, and didn't remind the old scholars that their topic was about Li Fuyao going to the bottom of the cliff to get his sword.

After the old scholar said a few words, he stopped abruptly, and looked at Xi Chunan with a smile, "The old man almost didn't think about it clearly. Since he knows that the kid can't get back the sword from Liuxiang, naturally he has something else. Planning, is it possible that there is another sword at the bottom of this cliff?"

Xi Chunan didn't say a word, just smiled and looked at the old scholar.

The old scholar waved his hand impatiently, "You guys, you like to play mystery more than the old man. Have you practiced your sword and become refined?"

Xi Chunan smiled calmly: "The sword in Sword Fairy Liu Lane is naturally extremely proud. It's okay that no sword spirit has been born, but after spending thousands of years at the bottom of the cliff, how can it not be born? When the sword comes, naturally even Chao Jianxian is thinking about taking it away. It’s a little troublesome. Maybe I can only ask for it reluctantly. In the end, it wipes away the spiritual intelligence and regains it, and it can’t shake the Ningshen realm. How can I take him away? , Even if it is reluctant and unwilling, I can’t help it. I just want him to walk from the bottom of the cliff and feel the sword aura that gives rise to resentment. It’s hard to say about other realms, but it is naturally great for the Ning Shen realm. It's good. As for whether Fuyao can have a chance to find a sword that is destined to him, I don't even know."

The old Confucian student tut praised: "You are a big man, Jianshan's only newcomer in these years, your nephew, who said that he threw it away, then threw it away."

Xi Chu Nansi was unmoved, and calmly said: "Before I always told Fu Yao to practice swords in a hurry, but in fact Jianshan can't protect him for long. Before a catastrophe, I would rather let him go to Jian Qi. Therefore, traveling far away from the mountain can be considered as a preserved seed. Whether Chen Sheng or the master, I don’t even want to watch Fuyao die on this mountain."

The old Confucian said with a solemn expression, and said helplessly: "Liang Yi should not be able to kill the precepts when he was out of his body, he was just exploring the bottom of Jianshan Mountain, and the news of Chao Qingqiu's death did not come out for a day. Before, no one dared to exterminate the last place of the swordsman's heritage, even if this mountain is dead in name."

Xi Chunan's expression was indifferent. He was not at all annoyed when he heard the old Confucian say the words "survival in name". He just stood up and said with emotion: "I have the same line of swordsman. I don’t need more. I only need two swords. The immortal can fight against the three religions, but neither of these two sword immortals can be found, which is really sad."

Xi Chunan's expression is complicated, looking at the foot of the mountain, "After that master went up the mountain, the first sword must be me from Xi Chunan."

The sound is not loud, but it is loud.

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As soon as Li Fuyao stretched out his hand to hold the rusty long sword, there was a thunder in his entire mind with a thunder.

Immediately before his eyes, there was a scene. On that sword mountain, countless swordsmen were waiting in battle, each holding a sword, their expressions dignified, and in the distance, there were countless demon-earth monks.

In front of the Sword Immortal Palace, there were as many as four sword immortals standing in front of the temple. The white-robed man and the red-robed woman were Xie Shen, the ancestor of Lu Changyan and Shishu Xie Lu whom Li Fuyao had seen.

The other man in the gray robe looks exactly the same as the sword he met before in front of the bamboo house. It should be Liu Xiang, who is known as the unparalleled sword spirit in the world.

As for the last one, he was a tall old man with white beard and hair.

The four sword immortals all have a sword hanging from their waists, looking at the dark and crushed piece in the distance, with a calm expression.

The female sword immortal Xie Shen was silent for a while and frowned and said: "Deceive my swordsman, I will go to the demon land to kill a few great monsters."

Lu Changyan held down the hilt of the sword and smiled: "I will go with Xie Chen, this Jianshan will ask Brother Liu and Master Yan."

Liu Xiang had no expression on his face, "I have already divided myself in two, and I am still invincible under the sea, but in the sea, I can't say that I was killed. Today, I died on the sword mountain, and I died just right. Don’t worry about the two of you."

Lu Changyan arched his hands and left with Xie Shen Yujian.

The remaining two people, Master Yan and Jianxian Liuxiang standing side by side, looking at the dense monks of the demon land, Master Yan suddenly laughed and said: "Liuxiang, you have almost never failed in your life. You died today. Don’t you feel wronged in Jianshan?"

Liu Xiang looked calm, "If he had known today, Liu Xiang would definitely not go to study the half-divided opportunity. If one person can cut a few more monsters with one sword, he will cut a few more monsters, so as not to have today's situation. "

Master Yan sighed: "You are extremely talented. Swordsmanship is close to the peak. If you don't go to Fei Xian, where is you?"

Liu Xiang held his saber at his waist in twos and twos, and said calmly: "Death is nothing but a major event, but today’s battle is definitely not the last battle of Liu Xiang. Liu Xiang doesn’t want me to find the other one at all. The last chance to become a fairy, on the contrary, hope that he will take a few steps, step into the realm of sword fairy, and go to the demon land."

Master Yan laughed, noncommittal.

Liu Xiang went down the mountain alone without saying a word. Even if he died, Liu Xiang must be the first to make a sword.

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The battle on the sword mountain, the sound of fighting was everywhere, Liu Xiang fought with a huge monster with a height of more than a thousand meters, cut off the monster with a hand, and finally was beaten by the monster with a fist, cut off his vitality, Sabre Three or two are rolling into the bottom of the cliff.

Countless swordsmen on the cliffs all died.

The battle was extremely bloody, and this was just a place in Jianshan. I don't know how many other swordsman swordsmen in the same line suffered such disasters.

At Wenjianping, a man in a white robe looked indifferent, holding a long sword and silently cutting off the heads of one monster after another. He was different from the other swordsmen in two groups. The man in the white robe is always one person.

He first beheaded more than a dozen demon cultivators, and was finally spotted by a great demon cultivator who climbed the stairs. The man in the white robe cut down the demon cultivator who climbed the stairs with a single sword. Head.

And the sword in his hand also cheered.

It's just that the man in the white robe has a pale face, and it seems that he won't last long.

Finally, after the two demon cultivators who climbed the stairs joined hands, a big hole was punched in the body with a punch.

The sword screamed, unwilling.

The white-robed man also laughed miserably. After practicing swords for more than a hundred years, he is already the top swordsman in the stairwell realm. If he polishes his swordsmanship for a hundred years, how can he not stand on top of the swordsmanship and become this sword fairy? ?

It's a pity.

Finally, the white-robed man threw the sword in his hand from the bottom of the cliff, using his own body as a sword, and the last sword penetrated the heart of the demon cultivator of the stairs.

The two types of monks, demon repair and swordsman, are the least fond of using magic weapons. The former relies on the unparalleled physique in the world, and the latter has the world's first-class killing sword aura.

Therefore, in the battle between the two parties, there is absolutely no magic weapon flying all over the sky. It is just a struggle between life and death, which is even more tragic.

Li Fuyao came back to his senses, tears streaming down his face, he grabbed the sword and drew it out.

It was originally a rusty long sword, but now the rust on the sword is gradually falling off, revealing its original appearance.

This long sword has two characters carved on its body.

Qingsi.