(Sorry, the update is a bit late. ps: Volumes 8-14 of the Jianlai physical book are now on the market.)
Liu Xianyang saw that there were no sword cultivators coming to block the way for the time being. When he climbed up, he turned around and looked between Yixian Peak and Full Moon Peak. There were still pieces of white clouds passing by leisurely. However, from now on, there would be no woman riding a sword in the world.
Yun was dressed in a night-walking suit as dark as ink, backed by green mountains and trees. Such a question about swords really did not make Liu Xianyang feel the least bit interesting.
Liu Xianyang went on three consecutive mountain climbing expeditions today, Qiongzhi Peak, Yujiao Peak, and Full Moon Peak, each with a sword master coming to receive the sword.
In the end, Liu Yu was defeated and retreated. Yu Ping, who was the master of Yujiao Peak, was still sleeping on the ground. No one dared to pick it up. The last Nascent Soul female ghost who showed Yu Pu's appearance only knew that she was born in Full Moon Peak but had no self-control.
The female sword fairy who reported her name even died.
The green mountains wait for the bright moon every night, and the white clouds urge you to drink from the pot.
Liu Xianyang took out a bottle of wine and drank while climbing.
Finally, we reached the halfway point of Xixian Peak, which was still far away from the Pavilion of the Sword, let alone the Patriarch Hall on the top of the sword.
But it seems that the message sent by Feijian earlier was like flowers blooming in the mountains. It should be that Chen Ping'an had already picked a chair there as agreed and was drinking tea and waiting for him.
One good thing about Chen Ping'an is that he has never spoken big words since he was a child. He never talks about two cents when he only has one penny in his pocket. He always does what he says.
In fact, except for the green mountains and green mountains, which make it difficult to get off a pirate ship if you encounter unkind people, and the green water and white clouds, you should not come to Zhengyang Mountain.
Liu Xianyang was cursing all the way, shouting that Zhengyang Mountain should quickly find another old bastard who could beat him, and stop disgusting Uncle Liu. He would only let women and bastards come here to collect swords. What the hell.
Liu Xianyang went over by name one by one, scolding the sect leader Zhuhuang, Manyuefeng Xia Yuancui, Qiulingshan Tao Yanbo, Shuilongfeng Yanchu, and once again promoted the unique and simple folk customs of a rare hometown in this continent, and helped these few people by the way.
The old swordsman all gave him a nickname, yellow bamboo, which is green in winter. You can't escape it when Yan comes. If you put it together, it means that the bamboos in winter are green and yellow, and you can't escape when Yan comes. It just so happens that today you are facing the sun.
Shan can organize weddings and funerals together.
Strange to say, on the mountains where their ancestors were scolded such as Full Moon Peak and Qiuling Mountain, the sword cultivators were all filled with righteous indignation, but there was no sign of them leaving the mountains to draw their swords.
On the contrary, at the tops of the mountains such as Bo Yun Peak and Pian Piao Peak, where you can completely stay out of the situation, several groups of young sword cultivators have already left with their swords and rushed to the First Line Peak.
Knowing that he would lose, or even die, he still had the tacit permission of his ancestor, or under the personal leadership of the peak master sword cultivator, to meet the young swordsman Liu Xianyang.
At the Jianjian Pavilion, the sect leader Zhuhuang suddenly said that he had to go to Jianding for something, but he didn't tell anyone what he was going to do or who he was going to see.
This surprised the three old swordsmen, including Xia Yuncui, because the proposal put forward by the Bamboo Emperor and them was unexpectedly killed in battle because of the sudden death of the person behind the scenes. The great plan came to nothing. Because of her soul,
Already integrated with the Xianxian Peak Mountain Protecting Formation, originally she only needed to say hello to her from the Stopping Sword Pavilion. Even if she was defeated by Liu Xianyang's sword quest, all she had to do was run the formation, disrupt the weather of heaven and earth, and help cover people's eyes.
The three old masters, including Xia Yuncui, could cooperate with each other and quietly use their swords to kill Liu Xianyang without anyone noticing.
The commander, Yan Chu, hurriedly asked in his heart, since things had changed, how to deliver the sword next.
The Bamboo Emperor seemed a little absent-minded, and actually just told them to act as they saw fit.
Xia Yuancui was so angry that she almost gave up her position on the spot. How could you, a nephew of yours, become the sect leader and let go of the boss?!
At the Stop Sword Pavilion, even if the Bamboo Emperor smiled and apologized to the many guests watching the ceremony, and then left, there were still three old sword immortals, Yu Pu, two Nascent Souls, sitting here. Among them, the ancestor Xia Yuancui owned two natal flying swords, and one
Moon halo, also known as frost on the ground.
Another natal flying sword is even more powerful and can kill people virtually, named "Sadness".
Tao Yanbo is the God of Wealth who manages money in Zhengyang Mountain. His sword is named Yuluo, which comes from an ancient Shu kingdom relic. His natal flying sword is named Qiubo.
Flying Sword "Qiu Bo" has a charming name, but it is the natal magical power of the sword that is extremely vicious. The sword energy is like the chilling autumn wind. Once it enters the body, the sword energy is cold and cleanses the liver and intestines, making the Qi practitioner injured by the flying sword...
In the various air houses of the small world of the human body, if there is a slight movement of spiritual energy, the cold air will gradually turn cold. Eventually, the spiritual energy in the body will condense like ice, and there will be that heart-piercing pain.
Zhang Lu Yan Chu’s natal flying sword, Shan Bo.
What's more, there is also Wu Tijing, who can draw swords secretly. This close disciple of the sect master Bamboo Emperor, who is destined to fly the sword Yuanyang, can first hurt the Taoist heart of the monk in the heart, and then in turn hurt the monk's own soul.
It is even more sad than Xia Yuancui's flying sword. It is simply the most unreasonable magical power of the flying sword. Therefore, many sword immortals in the Zhengyang Mountain Patriarch Hall who knew about this matter had secretly interacted with the Bamboo Emperor.
Asked in detail, what is a Taoist companion in one's heart? Bamboo Emperor did not hide his secrets and said with a smile, as long as he has truly liked anyone on the road of spiritual practice, it doesn't matter.
As for the other flying sword owned by his disciple Wu Tijing, neither the Bamboo Emperor nor anyone mentioned its name.
So as long as Situ Wenying doesn't lose without any warning, Zhengyang Mountain can completely prevent Liu Xianyang from knowing how he died.
The old ape in white crossed his arms across his chest, glanced sideways at Xia Yuancui, who had a disappointed look on his face, and sneered: "Situ Wenying, a loser with no cultivation but a rotten sword heart, has completely lost the face of Man Yuefeng today. Fortunately she is not in Yujiao.
Practice at the peak, otherwise it will be true that the sound of thunder may be louder than the raindrops.”
In fact, Xia Yuancui hated that direct disciple more than Yuan Zhenye. He was really a person who failed to achieve anything but failed. However, Yuan Zhenye rubbed salt into his wounds and added fuel to the fire.
His name is, "Yuan Zhenye! Don't just rely on your great achievements to talk nonsense. In terms of Shanmen's qualifications, you are not as good as me!"
The old ape in white twitched the corners of his lips and said, "There is no qualifications mentioned in the credit book."
An old swordsman who can only practice swordsmanship and practice swordsmanship in the mountains all his life, apart from his seniority and realm, what else can he have left? Therefore, in Yuan Zhenye’s view, he is not as good as Tao Yanbo and Yan Chu who do things in a down-to-earth manner.
Ying Jian Xiu.
Afterwards, without waiting for Xia Yuancui and Yuan Zhenye to say anything, the Bamboo Emperor went to Jianding, and then the Ancestral Hall flew swords and scattered flowers among the peaks, and then the ferries left the Zhengyang Mountain boundary one after another.
Tao Yanbo was shocked, Xia Yuancui's face was even more gloomy, and Zhang Yan Chu was especially embarrassed, because today, before the official start of the celebration, he was the one who showed up the most among the several old masters in Zhengyang Mountain, and he was the one to do all the sword questioning.
Zhao Gao Yizhou, although he is still confused as to why he has ended up in such a situation, Yan Chu is only sure of one thing. At the moment, there are countless outsiders watching the show through the mirror.
Tao Yanbo asked in his heart, "Where is Shen Gaozong?"
Xia Yuancui said helplessly: "Qi Zhen only said that something happened temporarily."
Yan Chu couldn't help but scolded his mother: "What's the matter? What's the matter! Is this Heavenly Lord in a hurry to go to the White Jade Capital of Qingming World to see the Patriarch? Then you're damn sure to reach the Ascension Realm!"
Xia Yuancui asked, "What do those from the Zhenjing Sect say?"
Tao Yanbo sighed and said with a tired look: "Did this group of people take the wrong medicine? They all ignored Fu Jian's inquiries."
Wait until Cao Ping leaves.
The three old swordsmen immediately looked at each other in confusion.
Even the mountain protector who was described by the sect leader Bamboo Emperor as "appropriate to the situation but not the person" no longer said any sarcastic words.
This allowed Liu Xianyang to walk all the way to the mountainside without any obstruction.
Until two groups of sword cultivators from different mountain tops landed halfway up the first line of peak, one from Bo Yun Peak and the other from Pian Pian Peak.
This is a good atmosphere that is rare among the old and new peaks of Zhengyang Mountain. The two groups of pure sword cultivators in front of me should join the same trend as Qiuling Mountain and Full Moon Peak.
Yan Chu, who is the leader of a mountain, thought for a while and issued a strict order from the Ancestral Master Hall with the two sword cultivators halfway up the mountain, telling the two sword cultivators to stop Liu Xianyang from continuing to climb the mountain no matter what, regardless of life or death!
However, Liu Xianyang just said a few words to the two leading sword cultivators, and then the two Zhengyang Mountain Golden Elixir Sword Immortals were slightly injured in an instant.
After that, the old Jindan sword cultivator of Bo Yunfeng still refused to give up the road, and took the lead in setting up a sword formation with his disciples. As a result, the sword formation dispersed as soon as it was formed, and dozens of sword cultivators with different ages were crumbling.
Liu Xianyang glanced at the group of Po Yunfeng sword cultivators and found that they still had no intention of giving way and did not tolerate them.
The next moment, everyone including the old Jin Dan who once fought alongside the Sword Immortal Li Cai fell to the ground.
On the other side of Pian Piao Peak, the female ancestor of the peak, after seeing the figure of the female ghost sword cultivator disappear with her own eyes, she knew some inside stories, and she felt very sad in her heart. Yu Gong, she still asked people to rush to Zhengyang with her own sword cultivator.
She was too lazy to go up the mountain to prevent Liu Xianyang from climbing the mountain, so she just reminded the senior disciple of Longmen Realm Sword Cultivator to do his best and not to risk his life.
When Pianyingfeng raised his sword formation again, he fell to the ground again and was unable to do anything.
Liu Xianyang walked around the two sword cultivators lying on the ground, dropped the wine bottle in his hand, and continued climbing alone.
After that, two groups of sword cultivators from Qiuling Mountain and Shuilong Peak came to join in the fun. However, compared to the previous two groups, their expressions were firm and uncomplaining, as if they were just golden elixirs facing those who asked for swordsmanship.
Later, he seemed to feel very guilty, as if he was facing an Ascension Realm sword cultivator. The most interesting thing was that the Shuilong Peak sword cultivator who first arrived at the First Line Peak settled down not too close to Liu Xianyang, but ended up arriving at the Qiu Mountain in Zushan.
Lingshan Sword Cultivator was even more courteous and landed on the Shinto steps further away. It is estimated that if another sword cultivator comes from behind, he will have to settle directly at the Stopping Sword Pavilion.
Liu Xianyang glanced over and suddenly raised his arm, startling the Shuilong Peak sword cultivators.
Among them, there was a young swordsman who had gone down the mountain to practice several times, and even went to the so-called central battlefield with his elders. In a panic, he took the lead in using his natal flying sword, and with a flash of sword light, he went straight to Liu Xianyang.
When he left, the latter caught the flying sword between his two fingers, threw it on the ground, and stepped on it. Liu Xianyang stared and said: "You didn't even say we were going to start a fight, but you sneak attack? Do you respect the moral principles of the world?"
Liu Xianyang took out a rough version of the ancestral genealogy from his sleeve and began to turn the pages quickly. Occasionally he looked up and asked if so-and-so was so-and-so. Some nodded, saying they were very lucky and safe and sound. Some nodded, but they didn't turn over the almanac when they left home.
, all of a sudden he was bleeding from all his orifices, he was seriously injured, and he suddenly fell to the ground in the middle of winter. One of the Longmen Realm sword cultivators even had his flying sword shattered on the spot, completely cutting off the Changsheng Bridge. More sword cultivators fell to the ground, and some
The broken flying sword only managed to preserve a path of cultivation that was destined to be extremely difficult in the future.
Liu Xianyang closed the book, and then all the standing Shuilongfeng sword cultivators, all of whom were not seriously injured, fell to the ground and fell asleep.
Liu Xianyang continued to climb higher and saw the pale-faced sword cultivators in Qiuling Mountain. He took out the book again and began to call names.
After all, over the years, I have seen too many photos of Zhengyang Mountain, and almost all of them are familiar faces, but they don’t match the names on the booklet, and I don’t know their last names.
To be continued...