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Chapter two hundred and fiftieth, eat the Taoist

This is how the disciples of Shushan Sword Sect came from the orphans of the victims of the demon-ghost rebellion.

Talented children hold swords and kill monsters.

At this time, Li Wei was taken by Xu Qing to visit Shushan and came to the main hall.

There is no statue of a god in front of the desk where incense is offered, but only a long sword, which is different from other Taoist sacrificial objects.

Li Wei chanted lightly.

"Shushan, don't respect the immortals?"

Xu Qing said.

"I don't respect the specific immortals and gods in Shushan, but only respect the heaven and earth, and only respect the sword's edge."

"Jing, is the sword of heaven and earth..."

Li Wei said softly, but he was thinking a little in his heart.

Yes, in this chaotic world, are there anything else that helps Shushan kill demons and eliminate demons besides heaven and earth and sword front that is trustworthy?

...

Not only does Shushan respect the sword edge of heaven and earth, but the people at the foot of the mountain only respect the sword edge of Shushan, and the principles of heaven and earth, and do not respect the specific immortals, gods, ghosts and Buddhas.

Even if you respect, you are still respectful to Shushan Xu Qing, Shushan Ziling and other famous sword immortals.

Because they saw that they were the ones who held swords to slay demons and eliminate demons to maintain their peace in life, rather than the cold stone statues that were high above and could not see traces.

There is only one rule for Shushan School.

Swords cannot be cut.

The violators have rebelled against the master's sect and abolished their entire cultivation.

You can be rebellious, you can be arrogant and arrogant.

As long as the sword does not point to people, do whatever you want.

It is an absolute taboo for Shushan to point to ordinary people with extraordinary swords.

"It's just right for you to come up the mountain this time. You will hold a thanksgiving ceremony in the mountains. You will enjoy it when you go down the mountain."

Li Wei, who turned into a Taoist, went to Shushan this time, and it was also the right time to go to the right mountain.

It happened that the next day, Shushan was held to worship the ceremony, and the villagers at the foot of the mountain were about to come to the mountain.

"Is it the people at the foot of the mountain who are here to thank you for your Shushan's achievements in killing demons and eliminating demons?" Li Wei was also a little surprised when he looked at the lively arrangement of the Shushan Mountain.

"Grateful is because they are grateful to us for killing demons and eliminating everything for them. It is also because we are grateful to us for the food, fruits and melons they worship for Shushan." Xu Qing also said.

Although Shushan will also spend money to buy, compared to the price of the grain itself, the price of purchasing Shushan is equivalent to half selling and half giving away.

"Grateful for their hard-working hands to make us full meals, and for those of us who are not fertile, we can have a full meal." Xu Qing said: "This is the truth taught by our ancestors when we sent our first batch of disciples... Thank you for everything that made them full."

Thank you for everything that made them full.

Li Wei remembered someone.

I felt something, but I asked.

"Senior Xu Qing, Shushan, the founder..."

"Who is it?"

"The founding ancestor of Shushan is in the corner of the inner hall." Xu Qing paused and said, "She said that the disciples of Shushan are worthy of worship, only themselves and the sword in their hands. But after all, she is still the ancestor of our Shushan Sword Sect, so naturally some descendants worship it."

Li Wei came to the inner hall and saw the portrait in the corner. The portrait was a thin old lady wearing a Taoist robe and holding a long sword. She could see her sword eyebrows, starry eyes, and stars reflected in her pupils through the portrait.

At this time, a little tears fell from the corner of Li Wei's eyes.

Although I had some guesses before, I have confirmed it now and I can't help it when I see her portrait.

Long time no see.

A Taoist who eats a full meal.

...

"Fellow Daoist, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, I just thought of someone who is familiar."

Li Ran’s story is very simple. When he was killing demons on the road, he accepted several orphans who were displaced in war, and then established a sect in this beautiful Shushan land with beautiful mountains and rivers.

Shushan Sword Gate only kills demons and does not kill human lives, so there is no connection between fighting power.

Therefore, there are no orthodox historical books, only some wild biography can record the words of this Shushan land.

Li Ran spent his whole life practicing on this mountain, teaching disciples, killing demons and eliminating demons.

She was the first sword immortal in Shushan and the strongest sword immortal. Before she could create Shushan Sword Sect, she was already a person who was scared by the demons, and even killed a big monster who had been sleeping for thousands of years with her own hands.

The chaos of the human race has emerged. When the demon was born, the great monster was born and rebelled, swallowed and killed people, and was eventually cut off by Li Ran who was passing by.

Slashing the great demon with one sword—

I don’t know what she realized when she left that year, so that she obtained this cultivation level and left behind the Taoist tradition of Shushan Sword Sect.

A person with no way in his heart will not be able to sharpen his cultivation to such an extent, nor will he be able to cultivate it. This is a magical way that does not cultivate immortality and only seeks a lifetime of sharpness.

"I, Shushan Sword Sect, practice sword skills, kill demons and eliminate demons, not for immortality, not for overwhelming power, just to sharpen the sword..."

"High the sword..."

Just as Li Wei was chewing on the sharpening of the sword, there was a sudden commotion outside the door.

"Uncle Master, it's Qingshu and the others who came up the mountain..."

"Junior Brother Qingshu?"

When talking about junior brother Qingshu, Xu Qing's face suddenly became a little darker. He turned around and bowed: "Fellow Daoist, the errands in the sect need to be dealt with, sorry."

As he said that, Xu Qing drove the flying sword and swept out.

Li Wei looked at the place where Xu Qing flew away, and he did not doubt that he was following him. Before following, Li Wei nodded to the portrait of the Taoist who had eaten food and went out.

No matter what the "Tao" you find, the master will support you.

...

"Qingshu, I won't climb to my Shushan Mountain for no reason. What kind of wind blows you today?"

Xu Qing stood hanging above the gate of Shushan, and behind him were some disciples who followed the flying swords to the sky.

The scene was very spectacular, and facing the Qingshu Taoist Priest, he wore a blue Taoist robe, and was much younger than Xu Qing's age, and he was still black in hair and black beard.

Behind him were also rows of monks standing among them, walking with flying swords.

"We are all disciples of Shushan. Today is Shushan Thanksgiving Day, so we will naturally come back."

Taoist Qingshu's tone was calm and cold, as if he was telling a small thing.

"You are worthy of mentioning the day when I am grateful to Shushan? You traitor, do you really think that Shushan will come when you want to come, and leave when you want to?"

Xu Qing has a long sword of luck and a sword energy: "Don't blame me for attacking you."

The rules of Shushan Mountain only stipulate that no action can be taken against ordinary mortals. Qingshu and others who fly with swords are obviously not considered ordinary mortals.

"If you could defeat me, you would have already done your best to abolish my cultivation. Why wait until now... Let me wait in and be grateful to the villagers who once offered me support. After thanking me, I will leave. If it is not necessary, I really don't want to be enemies with you in front of them."

Qingshu's cold eyes softened a lot when he met the nearby villagers who were going up the mountain, especially some older ones who had hugged him.

Xu Qing said coldly.

"You who broke the ring of murder will still dare to call yourself a disciple of Shushan?"
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