Liu Xianyang showed up today with neither a sword nor a sword on his back, and his hands were empty.
In fact, I originally wanted to carry a sword and pretend to be a swordsman, but when I saw that Chen Pingan was carrying a sword and looked very human-like, I had no choice but to give up.
Liu Xianyang was calm and relaxed at the moment, with his arms folded across his chest, standing not far from the archway at the entrance of the mountain, looking up at the plaque with the word "Zhengyang" written on it, and then the look on his face gradually became awkward.
Chen Ping'an was joking with him before, saying that you were jealous of Zhengyang Mountain because you got the name well? Liu Xianyang was stunned for a long time and was so disgusted that he even drank a bottle of boring wine.
God, Zhengyang Mountain is really evil. If I ask for a sword tomorrow, I have to give advice to their ancestral hall. Why not take advice and change the name.
Yesterday, while drinking at Guoyunlou, while joking, Chen Pingan threw out a booklet, saying that it might be useful for Wen Jian tomorrow. Liu Xianyang flipped through it casually, only memorizing it, and didn't pay much attention to it.
The older generation of swordsmen, including Zhuhuang, Xia Yuancui, Tao Yanbo, Yan Chu and others, how are their natal flying swords? What is their sword style? What are their trump cards? The "family tree" that Chen Ping'an helped write
"There are detailed records above.
There are also the young swordsmen of the younger generation, especially those who are likely to be the first to show up to ask for swordsmanship, Liu Yu, Yu Xu, Wu Tijing, Yuan Bai... not one of them is missing from the book, they are all on the list.
It's not that Liu Xianyang is conceited, he is really so superior that he is arrogant.
But when a person has a friend named Chen Pingan by his side, he will have no worries and be extra relaxed.
But Liu Xianyang is indeed very confident. He has been like this since he was a child. He can learn everything quickly. Not only does he get started quickly, but he can do anything with just a little effort. Just like making porcelain, there are dozens of craftsmanship steps and hurdles.
Knowledge, but it only took Liu Xianyang less than half a year to achieve the exquisite level accumulated by the master for decades.
Old man Yao, who is so picky as the head of the dragon kiln, can only talk about a few principles besides craftsmanship. Porcelain is made from fire, but all the fire must be removed before it can be considered first-class.
Objects, after being left for a long time, are like being placed in water and quietly polished for hundreds of thousands of years, and the brighter they become.
Chen Ping'an is a bit stupid and serious about his work, so I can only follow him obediently and learn from others, but he still can't learn well.
Liu Xianyang was not in a hurry. Since he had already asked about the sword, it didn't matter who would take the sword. It was best to just wait and let the Yizhou monks inside and outside Zhengyang Mountain experience more of Uncle Liu's Yushu Linfeng.
Liu Xianyang felt really bad looking at the plaque, so he simply looked away and began to close his eyes to rest.
At that time, I came here from the inn Yufeng. I looked back at Yunlou on the way and found that Chen Ping'an was missing. I don't know where this guy was sneaking. Anyway, it was definitely not the Ancestral Hall of Yixianfeng.
"Jian Ding", otherwise there would have been trouble long ago, and he asked the sword at the gate of the mountain, so Chen Ping'an is still kind and does not steal the limelight.
You don’t need too many such friends, just one is enough.
Refining the dream of a thousand years by day, and wandering by night for ten thousand years.
It’s me, Liu Xianyang, who’s talking about this.
Wei Yueshan, the steward of Bailudu, hurriedly rushed up the mountain to cross the Yun Tower, and then looked at each other with his junior sister Ni Yuerong.
And the friend who lives with Cao Mo in this A-shaped house is a Shanze wild cultivator from Old Dragon City? How come he suddenly turned into Liu Xianyang, the direct descendant of the Longquan Sword Sect?
From this, it can be seen that there is no doubt that the Taoist man wearing the lotus crown falsified the ultimatum.
But the young Taoist whose pseudonym is Cao Mo wears a green gauze Taoist robe, which is exquisitely woven, full of water and cloud energy, and holds a white jade Ganoderma lucidum in his hand. It is the finishing touch to the Taoist spirit of the hermit mountain guest, and sets off that
"Cao Mo" was so ethereal that no one would believe him even if he said he was not a member of the Taoist sect.
At least the Qingwu Peak brothers and sisters, until this moment, felt that the man was just falsely reporting his name, and must still be a Taoist immortal master with a Taoist lineage and a Taoist ultimatum. Could it be that this far journey was for Liu Xianyang's death?
Undoubtedly, the sword came to protect the way with the lotus crown above its head?
Ni Yuerong cried sadly, hating Liu Xianyang in her heart for not finding a good place to die when she was tired of living. She even hated the accomplice Cao Mo. Ni Yuerong smashed the rattan chair behind her with one sleeve, which was an eyesore even if she didn't look at it, and stamped her feet: "
These two bastards who have been stabbed a thousand times are so desperate that they leaked from me to cause trouble at the first line of the peak. The sect master and the ancestors are angry and blame me for not doing things well. What should I do?"
Wei Yueshan comforted him: "It may not be all bad. There is a saying in the mountains. If the common people build houses, it will not be prosperous. It is a small bump, but it will be a good thing. These two people who hide their heads and hide their tails are not like the Yellow River.
With such magnanimity, I guess it is a Golden Elixir Sword Immortal and a Taoist monk from the Nascent Soul Realm. Just the two of them, if they were placed elsewhere, it would not be difficult to show off their majesty. But here, they are destined not to make any waves.
, just helping to entertain."
Ni Yuerong nodded slightly, but she could not hide her sadness, and her moist eyes were filled with grievances.
In the square outside the Ancestral Hall at the top of Xianxian Peak, only the group of young female nuns from Qiongzhifeng Flower and Wood Shop were still busy arranging flowers and fruits on the numerous seating tables, paying homage to the guests, the arrangement of seats, and the design of each chair
There must be no mistakes in the placement and seating, otherwise it will offend others, so they need to lead a group of people to sit down later.
At this moment, there is no Zhengyang Mountain Sword Immortal guarding here, because there is no need. This important place of the mountain gate is strictly restricted. The sword energy on the top of the mountain is vertical and horizontal, fine and flawless, the sword energy is sharp, and the sword intention is heavy, making it impossible for anyone to
Flowers, plants and trees can survive and grow, and even the mountain peaks and stone walls have to be tempered with formations and spells to prevent them from falling apart. Therefore, the Ancestral Master Hall itself is a natural mountain protection formation, and even they need to wear the Secret of Zhengyang Mountain.
Only by making fasting cards can you walk freely and breathe smoothly.
If you switch to an ordinary golden elixir sword cultivator and climb to the top without authorization, being here is like a sword competition with huge disparity in strength. If you are not careful, the sword energy will be triggered. If you are lucky, you will be seriously injured and escape down the mountain. If you are not lucky, even if
I put my life and property on the line.
Although these beautiful orioles and swallows are busy at the moment, they are in an orderly manner, and all of them are full of joy. Their occasional whispers are all about young talents who are famous all over the world, such as Wu Tijing in their own mountain.
, there are also Xie Ling of Longquan Sword Sect, and Yu Shiwu, who is very senior in Zhenwu Mountain, it is said that he is a very handsome man with a very gentle temperament. As for the academy gentleman Zhou Ju, he is even more interesting. A wise man, a wise man, a wise man.
Gentlemen come in turn.
Of course, we will definitely talk about the female identity of Fan Shanjun of Nanyue, and the tall and handsome appearance of Wei Shanjun of Northern Mountain.
On the first line of Zhengyang Mountain, in addition to the ordinary main mountaineering Shinto road, there are ten mountaineering "sword roads" opened up by the sword immortal himself. They have been passed down from generation to generation and have been passed down in an orderly manner. However, seven of them have been climbed to the top one after another.
This means that in the history of Zhengyang Mountain, there have been seven Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortals who have attained enlightenment. The most recent one is none other than the Patriarch Xia Yuancui. The other three are still some distance from the top of the mountain, among which there is the Booyun Peak, Pian Piao
The sword path developed by the three Nascent Soul realms in Fenghe Duixuefeng's history.
This is the origin of the old ten peaks of Zhengyang Mountain.
Therefore, the Patriarch Hall is also called Jianding, which means that within the mountains and rivers, this place is the top of the sword.
Proving the truth and living forever, acting against nature, just fighting for words.
Sword cultivators in future generations should not hesitate to risk their lives when entering our mountains. They should reach the top with their swords and step on the mountains and rivers without anyone around them.
These are the ancestral teachings that disciples of Zhengyang Mountain have long been familiar with.
Not far from the top of the mountain, the Bamboo Emperor led the thirty or forty Immortal Masters to rest temporarily in a sword-stopping pavilion. They were originally waiting for the distinguished guests from all the peaks to come here to meet. After everyone arrived, the mountain owner, the Bamboo Emperor, led all the people.
According to the ancestral tradition of Zhengyang Mountain, the direct descendants of the sect and the honored guests walked up the mountain together from Dingjian Pavilion. It took about two sticks of incense to walk up the mountain in a hurry. They climbed to the top of the sword together, and then walked into the ancestor hall to offer incense. After that, it was official.
The celebration began, and the news that Yuan Zhenye, the protector of the mountain, had entered the upper five realms was announced to Yizhou.
Unexpectedly, a rebellious man who called himself Liu Xianyang came and was extremely mad. He said he wanted to question the sword and demolish the ancestral hall.
Therefore, visitors to the various peaks of Zhengyang Mountain, which are divided into the old ten peaks and the new ten peaks, seemed to stop at the same time, not rushing to Zushan, just waiting to watch the show.
Zhuhuang, the sect master of the First Line Peak, Xia Yuancui of the Yupu Realm of the Full Moon Peak, Tao Yanbo of the Qiuling Mountain, and Yan Chu of the Zhanglu, these old swordsmen are all already in the Stopping Sword Pavilion.
As for protecting the mountain and enshrining Yuan Zhenye, the ancestor who moved the mountain in the eyes of the young disciples of Zhengyang Mountain will certainly not be absent.
Except for the ancestors and direct disciples of Zhengyang Mountain, all sword cultivators outside the mountain, even distinguished guests attending the ceremony, need to take off their swords here.
That's why Li Tuanjing once said with a smile that the sword cultivator who was willing to go to the hilltop of Zhengyang Mountain to pick up swords and enjoy the scenery was not worthy of being a sword cultivator.
Because there is still half an hour before the celebration, the monks who are currently in the Sword Pavilion at the First Line Peak are all old immortal masters who have been friends with Zhengyang Mountain for generations. They all have angry faces at the young swordsman's untimely provocation.
, You are so cowardly, so arrogant, how could Ruan Qiong teach such a direct disciple who does not know etiquette.
The Bamboo Emperor was slightly apologetic and laughed with many of his friends on the mountain: "I've made you laugh."
First, there was the Yellow River asking for swords at Bailudu, and then Liu Xianyang appeared at the gate of Zushan, asking for swords. It was really a bit noisy.
The old ape in white put his hands behind his back and walked to the railing alone. He squinted his eyes and looked at the door at the foot of the mountain. The little boy was quite sensible and knew to give a head with both hands to add icing on the cake to his celebration. If he killed him with just one or two punches, would it be possible?
What a pity?
As soon as the theatergoers blinked, they realized that the show had come to an end, which didn't seem right.
An old immortal master who was closely related to the Great Li Dynasty first carefully prepared his words, and then said with a smile: "That ignorant boy is really a frog in the well. The sect master doesn't need to pay any attention to it, just drive him away."
The Bamboo Emperor shook his head and said: "This person and our Zhengyang Mountain have had a small quarrel. Moreover, this person's ancestors are also involved in an old matter with Zhengyang Mountain. It must be that Liu Xianyang has been brewing for a long time to ask the sword today, and it will be difficult to reconcile.
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When the old immortal master heard this, he immediately understood it and no longer dared to be the peacemaker between Zhengyang Mountain and Longquan Sword Sect.
Zhang Lu Yan Chu thought for a while and asked in his heart: "Mountain Master, why don't you send a message to Yu Ping with a flying sword and ask him to leave Yujiao Peak immediately to collect this sword?"
Yu Ping and Liu Xianyang are about the same age, and they are both golden elixir sword cultivators.
If Yu Ping loses, he will not have a rival to Xuefeng Yuan Bai. Yan Chu has long felt that this person is an eyesore. Every time he discusses things, he will only half-dead and sit at the door as a doorman. Yuan Bai is best with Liu Xianyang in the mountains.
A fight to the death at the door, and if everyone dies together, there will be one more chair in the ancestral hall in the future.
However, the master Zhanglu quickly shook his head and rejected the proposal himself, and changed his words: "It is better to let Wu Tijing go directly, without any delay, with a few swords, and don't delay the auspicious time of Yuan Chongfeng's celebration."
When asking swordsmen on the mountain, there are generally two situations, either the victory or defeat is determined, and the result is achieved in an instant. It was such a scene when Huang He faced Su Jia at the Fairy Terrace of Fengxue Temple.
Otherwise, the two sides are competing for swordsmanship. Their strength is similar, and there is no situation where the natal flying sword can restrain one side. Therefore, it is extremely time-consuming. The sword light shines on the world and fights all the way to thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. Although the former is more common, the latter also often appears. Yan Chu said
I'm afraid that Liu Xianyang just came here to make a name for himself, and then stopped after winning one battle. He also had sinister intentions and deliberately delayed time. He said he was asking for a sword, but in fact he was running around in the wind among the peaks of Zhengyang Mountain.
After a sword quiz begins, others cannot interrupt casually. There are so many distinguished guests in Zhengyang Mountain right now. Do we just wait for the sword quiz to end? Let Liu Xianyang wander around the top of his mountain unscrupulously?
The Bamboo Emperor thought for a while. Although he had made a decision, he still had no plan to speak out. He asked in a soliciting tone: "I think there is no problem in losing one or two games first. Dragon Gate Realm Sword Cultivator, Golden Core Realm,
Nascent Soul, one person each, as long as he wins the last game, it will be fine, what do you think?"
Yan Chu frowned and blurted out: "How can we lose the sword today? In full view of everyone, maybe even the monks from Luzhou and Tongyezhou in Beiju are looking at us with wide eyes at Zhengyang Mountain. Can we win?"
Definitely losing, it’s such a child’s play, how can we old guys be laughed at by the monks from the Three Continents?”
I, Zhengyang Mountain, am a dignified sect. The foundation of my life has always been to have the best swordsmanship among all the peaks in the continent. However, at a critical moment when the continent was attracting attention, a brat came to ask me about swordsmanship and deliberately lost.
A scene? Are you, the Bamboo Emperor, the leader of the sect, out of your mind? Or do you think that the face enshrined in the mountain protecting Yuan Zhenye is not a face? You can let outsiders step on the ground casually? Besides, what about the Longquan Sword Sect?
, and it also carries the word "sword". God knows if that Ruan Qiong Xiaodujichang didn't dare to come himself, so he deliberately asked his disciple Liu Xianyang to come and cause trouble?
Xia Yuancui felt that the idea of the nephew of the Bamboo Emperor was relatively stable and very official. The old master stroked his beard and smiled without saying a word, "Let's save some face for that Saint Ruan. The young man can't think clearly and wants to save face.
, it is inevitable that what he does and what he says will be of no importance, and those of us can be regarded as half of his elders. If a young man is looking for his own death, we cannot really beat him to death."
Yan Chu smiled and nodded.
Xia Yuancui said in her heart this time: "Isn't there a little girl named Liu Yu over there at Qiongzhi Peak, who seems to have just entered the Dragon Gate realm not long ago? If Liu Yu loses, just let Yu Ping go down the mountain to receive the sword, even if
Both of them lost, so it's not a big problem. If we win the third game, we at Zhengyang Mountain will treat it as one or two more fun games for the guests."
Tao Yanbo somewhat admired Patriarch Yuancui's fortitude and scheming.
First Liu Yu, then Yu Ping, both had practiced swordsmanship at Shenxiu Mountain in Longzhou for many years, so they could be regarded as half of Liu Xianyang's sect.
If you win, it will be obvious that Zhengyangshan Swordsmanship is much higher than Longquan Swordsmanship. If you lose, it will be clear-sighted.
Everyone knows that Zhengyang Mountain is a place for hospitality, so Liu Xianyang took this opportunity to reminisce with his "fellow disciples".
Whether both sides win or lose, the victory or defeat actually depends on the previous sword path.
Moreover, once Zhengyang Mountain asked these two men to come down to receive the sword, it was obvious that they did not take Liu Xianyang's sword inquiry seriously. The sect was very ambitious and magnanimous.
Besides, I'm sorry for the first two games, but in the third game on the Zhengyang Mountain side, when I received the sword, the swordsman didn't pay attention, and his shot was a little heavy, and he broke someone's flying sword or the Changsheng Bridge. Even if it was unexpected, it was reasonable.
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Back then, in order to delay the destruction of the Yellow River, the Zhengyang Mountain Patriarch Hall was quite troubled when discussing matters. The issue of asking swordsmen on the mountain was not only about victory or defeat, but also about face.
After all, Zhengyang Mountain at that time was far from as confident as it is today, and could not afford to lose any face.
For example, at that time, Xia Yuancui was older, had the highest seniority, and was one level higher than the Yellow River, so it was not appropriate to rush to Fenglei Garden. The Bamboo Emperor was the sect leader of the mountain, and after all, he was an old swordsman of the same generation as Li Tuanjing. He asked the Yellow River for swordsmanship, and Yu Li
They were not compatible, so they were in a similar embarrassing situation. In addition, Tao Yanbo and Zhang Lu Yan Chu really didn't dare to say what chance they had of winning against Huang He, who was a swordsman in the same realm.
So in the end, a Yuan Bai was introduced who temporarily changed his status from a guest to a worshiper.
Today is very different from the past. The old swordsmen of the old and new peaks of Zhengyang Mountain no longer feel that they have no chance of winning, but no one is willing to go down the mountain. It seems that they are getting a bargain, but in fact the price has dropped.
What if that stupid young man who doesn't know the heights of the world is entangled, and he wins against a young Jin Dan? It's destined to be a hard job without any dignity at all.
The ten young people from Aquarius Continent, headed by Ma Kuxuan from Zhenwu Mountain, in addition to Xie Ling, Liu Baqiao, Jiang Yun, Zhou Ju, Sui Youyou, and Yu Shiwu, all of whom had made great achievements in the war in Yizhou.
A brilliant young genius. Among the ten candidates, there is also Wu Tijing, a close disciple of Bamboo Emperor, who ranks extremely high, ranking second on the list.
Among these twenty people, there is no one named Liu Xianyang, let alone Liu Xianyang, there is no one named Liu.
The Bamboo Emperor asked: "That's it?"
Several old swordsmen all thought this was feasible.
Finally, Yan Chu took out a talisman sword refined with a unique secret method. The flying sword sent a message to Qiongzhi Peak. The sword's light was like an autumn stream, drawing an arc and heading straight for Qiongzhi Peak.
Immortal Carrying Sword Peak, because there was no one to guard it, built a mountain guard here to worship Yuan Zhenye. After going to Zushan, the mountain and water restrictions were opened.
The old ape in white was slightly moved in his heart. He spread out his palms and looked at the mountains and rivers in the distance, and the mountain boundary. Wherever his mind went, the mountains and rivers appeared in detail, but in the end he found nothing strange. Yuan Zhenye just thought it was a common bird bumping into the mountain, or something strange.
It was the lingering energy of some passing monks who accidentally touched the prohibition of mountains and rivers.
The Bamboo Emperor noticed something strange on the mountain guarding side and immediately asked in his heart: "Is something wrong?"
The old ape in white shook his head and said with a smile: "It's okay."
The Bamboo Emperor smiled and nodded, indeed, there is nothing major to worry about in Zhengyang Mountain now.
Just a lot of happy things.
The founding ancestor of Qiongzhi Peak is a female swordsman named Lingmu, named Leng Qi. She has been in the golden elixir realm for two hundred years. She wears two swords, named Qingshui and Tianfeng.
She is also proficient in the magic of the immortal family, so she has the reputation of being on the mountain where "the breeze in her armpits makes her feathers rise to the sky".
Among the three sword fairy embryos who climbed the mountain with Yu Xu at that time was Liu Yu. The girl was successfully snatched by Qiongzhi Peak and became the direct disciple of Leng Qi, the founder of this peak.
Leng Qi rarely smiled after receiving the message from the Master Lawyer's Talisman Sword. This old woman, the peak master, had an extremely old face, gray hair, and sharp eyes. She had accumulated great power in Qiongzhi Peak.
Liu Yu, the newly acquired direct descendant, was extremely kind-hearted and said softly: "There is a letter from Yan Zhanglu from the Yixian Peak. I hope you will go to Zushan with your sword and have a sword fight with Liu Xianyang, the Longquan Sword Sect. The letter said
Yes, within one stick of incense, I’ll just let you do your best, it doesn’t matter whether you win or lose.”
It’s just official talk, can it be taken seriously?
Liu Yu was obviously a little nervous. It was the first time in her life to practice in the mountains, whether it was in Shenxiu Mountain or Qiongzhi Peak. It was the first time in her life to fight against others, to question the Eight Classics of Swordsmanship with others, especially when the opponent was the direct descendant of Saint Ruan, and she
You also need to draw the sword under the watchful eye of the senior immortal master on the top of Yizhou Mountain, how can you not feel cramped.
Leng Qi then smiled and said: "Let's just treat this sparring match as reminiscing about old times. In this sword fight, Yu'er, you try to fight well."
"Just remember one thing. The last few swords must not destroy the reputation of the ancestors of Qiongzhi Peak."
Liu Yu said softly: "Master, the Longquan Sword Sect has known about my flying sword and magical power for a long time. That person is a direct descendant of Saint Ruan, so he may have the upper hand."
Her natal flying sword is the Ogi flower. Once the flying sword is sacrificed, thousands of swords become like Ogi flowers filling the sky.
Leng Qi smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, just do as I say, you don't have to think too much."
Liu Yu took a deep breath, unsheathed her long sword, pointed her toes, stepped on the sword lightly, and walked down the mountain with the sword, heading to the entrance of Yixianfeng Mountain.
When the leader Yan Chu saw the graceful figure of Qiongzhi Peak, he used his magical power and said loudly: "Qiongzhi Peak, Longmen Realm Sword Cultivator Liu Yu leads the sword!"
If this person from Qiongzhi Peak and Yu Xi from Yujiao Peak are very likely to become a Taoist couple, and then take advantage of the opportunity to occupy the Taoist couple peak that has not had an owner for thousands of years, Yan Chu really doesn't mind teaching her a swordsmanship, saying
Maybe the little girl can still defeat herself, the old swordsman of Nascent Soul, with her cultivation in the Dragon Gate realm.
On the side of Qiongzhi Peak, Lu Zhengchun, who had entered the mountain as his wife, stood beside the Taoist monk. The big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.
Lu Zhengchun's Taoist companion is the most qualified among Leng Qi's dozens of disciples.
To be honest, Lu Zhengchun was really worried that the man surnamed Liu would step on the bullshit and become Ruan Qiong's direct descendant, and then he would play dirty tricks and secretly take revenge on himself and his family.
He was naturally in a good mood at this moment. He and Liu Xianyang were both from Lizhu Cave Heaven, but their backgrounds were completely different. Lu Zhengchun was a descendant of the Lu family on Fulu Street. How could he have thought of the guy who was almost beaten to death by him back then?
Will he transform into a sword cultivator, or will he be the direct descendant of a great figure like Ruan Qiong?
It's best to be beaten to death.
No, it would be best to be beaten half to death and have the Bridge of Immortality broken. Then it would be interesting to meet old friends again next time.
Her lover smiled and said to himself: "Husband, you must pay more attention to making money in the future."
Lu Zhengchun smiled and nodded, "I have no shirking responsibility. I will never let my wife worry about money or receive the slightest look from others."
The entrance to Xianfeng Mountain.
Liu Xianyang, who had been waiting for a long time, opened his eyes, and it turned out to be Liu Yu.
The two parties had never met each other before, because Liu Yu and others had already left Shenxiu Mountain before Liu Xianyang returned to his hometown.
Liu Yu fell to the ground, sheathed her sword, and saluted with the sword seal with one hand. With the sword energy lingering on her green onion-like fingers, she signed herself up: "Qiongzhi Peak, Sword Cultivator Liu Yu.
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Liu Xianyang sighed, there was a little trouble. Among the three people who came down the mountain in the past, only the little girl in front of him could actually be the direct descendant of the Longquan Sword Sect. However, she was infatuated with Yu Xu, so she followed him to Zhengyang Mountain.
Liu Xianyang smiled and said, "Miss Liu just takes action."
Liu Yu nodded, and without any polite words, he directly used his natal flying sword, Dihua.
Within a radius of tens of feet, it seemed that everything was covered with flowers floating in the air.
Liu Xianyang stretched out a hand, shook his wrist slightly, and used the essence of his sword energy to condense a long sword.
Hundreds of dill flowers were flying all over the sky, instantly covering Liu Xianyang's figure.
Liu Xianyang was actually extremely embarrassed at this moment. Chen Pingan had joked before that it was easy for other swordsmen to lead swords, but they must think carefully about how to deal with Liu Yu from Qiongzhi Peak.
Liu Yu unsheathed her sword and disappeared in a flash, rushing into the sword formation that occupies a favorable location and people. In her early years in the Longquan Sword Sect, several seniors who had climbed the mountain earlier taught her how to sit in the sword formation.
Fa, especially her senior brother Xie Ling, who was not well-known at the time but later became famous throughout the continent, taught her a mysterious and mysterious way of transformation. Liu Yu obeyed the instructions of her mentor. In addition to flying swords and sword formations, she
In addition, they all used the sword moves handed down from the Longquan Sword Sect to pass the sword to Liu Xianyang.
The sword energy brought out streaks of fireflies, slashing towards Liu Xianyang among the countless flowers.
The trajectory of Liuying was erratic, and the sword lights intertwined, but Liu Xianyang just used his sword energy to disperse all the flying swords that were close to him. The long sword in his hand, which was not a real thing, moved east and west, and scattered those pretty Liuying sword lights one by one.
Cut off. What's going on with Miss Liu? Are you bullying me for being too lazy to practice in the mountains? I've seen a few sword formations and sword moves, and I really don't need to learn much to master them.
After a while, Liu Yu silently recited the sword technique in her heart. The scattered sword energy that Liu Xianyang chopped off was connected to each other, like a basket woven into it, surrounding Liu Xianyang who was only defending but not attacking for some reason. The sword energy was suddenly restrained.
Like a rope suddenly tightening.
Liu Xianyang was too lazy to think about how to break it, so he just followed the example of a gourd and used Liu Yu's hand to perform the same sword technique. A sword formation that sprouted out of thin air suddenly spread out and collided with each other. The strength was so good that it just broke the formation.
Without hurting anyone, their respective sword energy offset each other completely, knocking those uncertain Dihua flying swords away like flowers and blooming more. Liu Xianyang didn't want to appear too much, so he finally took the initiative to gently hand it over.
With a sword, even if he deliberately withdrew his strength, the sword light was still like a curved moon, bright and dazzling, and went straight to Liu Yu. As a result, she first protected her with hundreds of snow-white Ogi flowers in front of her, and was chopped into pieces by the sword light. She had no choice but to fight again.
He blocked his body with the sword in his hand, but his shoulders on both sides were still rushed by the sword light like water. His robe was in tatters, and there were three obvious wounds on one arm and shoulder. The blood was blurry and terrible to look at.
Liu Xianyang was even more speechless than Liu Yu because he felt tired.
Just like when you had a fight with a little slug and pretended that the fight was back and forth, it was naturally more tiring than beating the little bastard who was full of flying swords at a young age and crying.
Liu Yu gritted her teeth and remembered her master's saying that a beautiful fight could be achieved within a stick of incense. She bit the bullet and exhausted her own spiritual energy to run her natal flying sword. Pieces of flowers lingered around, protecting one person and one sword.
The number was far less than before, but each piece of Dihua contained snow-white sword energy, which was quite impressive. Like the wind blowing one side, a large group of Dihua quickly floated towards the sword cultivator whom she had the chance to call senior brother or junior brother.
Liu Xianyang sighed, threw out the long sword in his hand, hovered in front of him, and placed a sword in the middle. On the left and right sides, hundreds of identical long swords appeared one after another, with no deviation in the intensity of the sword's aura and the intensity of the sword's intent.
Like a lazy boy from a rural school, he wrote countless vertical strokes.
But in the eyes of the monks in the mountains, Liu Xianyang's sword formation was like a line of cavalry, with powerful sword energy.
The really beautiful group of flying flowers collided with the sword array, stirring up snow-white debris several feet high, like the tide crashing over the cliff, all in vain.
Liu Yu had no choice but to put away the natal magical power of the flying sword, and condensed it into a snow-white pocket flying sword. He endured the severe pain caused by the trembling of his soul, and it passed in a flash. The sword light drew an arc and swept towards Liu Xianyang's back.
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Liu Xianyang was indifferent, but looked into the woman's eyes and found some clues.
Oh, this soft-hearted silly girl.
You said it's not good who you like, but you prefer that pervert Yu Pur. Even if you go down the mountain and change sects, there is no good place to practice swordsmanship, but you come to Zhengyang Mountain, where the sect's style has long been skewed into the gutter.
Liu Xianyang took a step sideways and dodged the snow-white flying sword. He knocked it away with the back of his hand, and then no longer deliberately delayed the sword question. Anyone with a discerning eye would know what was going on anyway, and a layman wouldn't think Qiongzhi was the same.
Feng Jian Xiu Liu Yu is too vulnerable to a single blow.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth near the entrance of the mountain, following Liu Xianyang's thoughts, seemed to have received an order, and suddenly countless long swords condensed. The high places were like heavy rain falling on the world, and the low places were like spring grass growing densely.
Liu Yu was holding a long sword, her face was pale, she stood there, motionless, and did not even dare to take back the flying sword Ogihua.
Because she seemed to be in a forest of swords, surrounded by everything, and the sword energy intertwined like a forbidden land.
At this moment, Liu Yu was pointed at by more than a thousand overlapping sword tips, and her whole body felt like she had fallen into an ice cave.
Liu Xianyang waved his hand, and the sword forest disappeared, and he said with a smile: "Miss Liu, you can go back to the mountain, practice hard in the future, and don't learn from anyone, just concentrate on practicing swordsmanship, and you will definitely have a great path."
Liu Yu raised her sword and clasped her fists without saying a word. She put away her natal flying sword and returned to Qiongzhi Peak with her sword in despair.
Liu Xianyang was actually more aggrieved than Liu Yu. He raised his arms high and hooked his palms, signaling to come again.
Liu Xianyang took one step forward, walked through the gate of the archway, and started walking up the steps. If you don't come, I will.
On the other side of the sword pavilion at Xianxian Peak, the commander, Yan Chu, smiled again and said: "The sword cultivator at Yujiao Peak, Yu Ping leads the sword."
A ray of sword light lit up from the Yujiao Peak and rushed straight to the entrance of Zushan Mountain.
The figure of this young sword cultivator who landed at the gate of the mountain, with his long robe and jade belt, a wooden hairpin on his head, and a face like a crown of jade, is none other than Jindan Sword Immortal Yu Ping, the master of Yujiao Peak.
Yu Ping stood outside the mountain gate intentionally or unintentionally, smiled at the figure walking up the stairs and said: "Liu Xianyang, please turn around and go down the mountain."
Liu Xianyang turned his head, kept walking, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "Like talking in your sleep? Then lie down."
With a plop.
Yu Xu, the young Golden Elixir Sword Immortal, tilted his head and fell to the ground.
Liu Xianyang didn't even look at the sleeping guy lying on the ground behind him. As he continued to climb higher, he said with a smile: "Add a sentence here."
"Under Yu Pu today, you don't have to accept the sword from me. Whether it's golden elixir or Nascent Soul, you can come as many as you like."
The monks from the peaks of Zhengyang Mountain were speechless again.
I thought it was absurd before that someone dared to choose to ask the sword Zhengyang Mountain today, but this time I thought it was even more unbelievable. When this person actually asked the sword Zhengyang Mountain, "hard work" won against a female sword cultivator in the Dragon Gate Realm, it didn't count.
What a feat, what’s the deal with Yu Yu who has already reached his peak? It’s said that it’s the Golden Elixir Sword Immortal.
, it’s to take the sword and then give it away, but is there such a way to give up the sword in the world? If you can’t draw a sword, just fall to the ground and pretend to be dead?
When the Sword Pavilion stopped at the first line of peak, the faces of several old swordsmen, including the sect leader Bamboo Emperor, finally became solemn.
Even the ancestor who moved the mountain couldn't help but frowned, and almost went to the foot of the mountain to punch, but was dissuaded by the Bamboo Emperor, saying that the next time he would take the sword, it would not be Wu, the mountain master's close disciple.
Tijing is Duixuefeng Yuanbai who still maintains a Nascent Soul realm.
If you accidentally lose again, resulting in Zhengyangshan losing three games in a row, let’s discuss it again.
The so-called further discussion is no longer the personal grudge between Liu Xianyang and Zhengyang Mountain, but that there is no room for maneuver. For example, if Liu Xianyang is killed first, Zhengyang Mountain will also pay tribute to the Longquan Sword Sect. The Bamboo Emperor will fight with
Uncle Xia Yuancui, together with all the Nascent Soul Realm sword immortals, teamed up to ask the sword god Xiushan. Or they detained the half-dead Liu Xianyang in the mountain, and waited for Ruan Qiong to take the initiative to apologize. If he was sincere enough, he would throw Liu Xianyang's body to
foot of mountain.
But what if Ruan Qiong is not sincere enough? Let Longquan Sword Sect become the second Fenglei Garden.
The old ape in white sneered: "Whether it's Wu Tijing or Yuan Bai, I will go down the mountain later, pick up one of the little boy's legs, and return to this Jianjian Pavilion."
The Bamboo Emperor smiled and nodded, "Yuan Gongfeng has the final say."
Zhengyang Mountain happens to have no reason to deal with Longquan Sword Sect. Liu Xianyang made a big fuss today, which is the best reason.
Xia Yuancui's heartfelt words.
The Bamboo Emperor nodded slightly, changed his mind temporarily, and flew his sword in person to send a message to Xiaogushan.
The leader, Yan Chu, did not reveal his identity again, but soon a new-looking swordsman came rushing to Zushan from the Dependent Couple Peak.
She turned out to be a beautiful and skilled female swordsman, dressed neatly in night clothes, carrying a black sheath sword.
Chen Pingan had left Yunlou before, sneaked all the way, took a slight detour, and quietly appeared at the foot of Beijian Peak. Standing next to a stream, he twisted out a golden mountain-opening talisman, determined the location of the restriction, and spread out
With a light punch from the palm of his hand, he instantly opened the mountain and broke the formation. After stepping into it, he put the mountain-opening talisman into his sleeve with his left hand, twisted a snow and mud talisman with his right hand, and then cast the natal water method. The water mist rose. In an instant, Qing Shi
Dissipate and return to peace without any ripples of spiritual energy.
When the sight of the parade passed by quickly, and after waiting for a while, Chen Ping'an did not remove the snow and mud charm, and began to slowly climb the mountain, strolling leisurely, just like the tourist scenery in his own courtyard, just climbing all the way up, silently.
As for Wenjian on Liu Xianyang's side, Chen Pingan was not worried.
Then everyone is busy with their own affairs.
Just make an appointment to meet at the Ancestral Master Hall of Yixianfeng.
Guests on the mountain are divided into named and unnamed, worshiping immortal masters. In fact, this is also the case. They are divided into front and behind the scenes. The reason is very simple. Many grievances on the mountain require someone to do dirty work that goes without saying. It will be disgraceful to take action. Zhengyang Mountain
There is such a behind-the-scenes worship, and the identity is extremely hidden. Most of the members of the Ancestral Hall who have seats in the first-line peak only know that there are such important figures worshiped in their own mountain, but they never know who they are.
Chen Ping'an also had no ability to find out the specific identity of the other party. He only knew that among the old ten peaks of Zhengyang Mountain, there were at least two secretive behind-the-scenes priests. One of them was nicknamed Tianyoung in the small lonely mountain of the Couple Peak.
, the other one is on this Beijian Peak, nicknamed Zhi Linsou.
Chen Ping'an didn't think there was such a person on a mountain. There was nothing wrong with it. But based on the intelligence collected from Luolu Mountain, he would find that these two shadows existed like shadows. Every time he went down the mountain, they would definitely eradicate the roots.
, destroying families at every turn, and the so-called "leave no trace of chickens and dogs" is really what it means. Beheading on the mountain without leaving any trace, and wiping out all the families at the foot of the mountain without leaving the slightest trace of future trouble.
No wonder that old beast, who used to be in that small town, had the confidence to speak such heroic words.
Zhengyang Mountain has been established for 2,600 years. There have been complaints and complaints, but there has never been a night of revenge.
Chen Pingan looked around and kept walking, but he was a little disappointed.
The old man Zhi Lin, who was used to doing dirty and tiring work, unexpectedly didn't notice him for a long time.
Generally speaking, monks on the mountain who can do this kind of thing must be proficient in stealth and stealth, and are good at detecting subtle movements and escaping to save their lives.
Damn it, do you need me to beat gongs and drums and climb mountains to know how to go out to welcome guests? My disciple Guo Zhujiu is not in Haoran World, so he can't borrow gongs and drums.
Previously, at the top of a mountain called Pianqing Peak, there was a respected old Yuanying from a foreign country. He was not too big to watch the excitement, and he didn't care whether he would be resented by Pianqing Peak. The old monk stood on the edge of the cliff at the top of the mountain, waving his hands to gather the clouds.
, a mirror-flower-water-moon fairy technique appeared out of thin air, so that the common people in the peak would not miss the turmoil over Zushan in vain.
The owner of this peak is one of the three female ancestors of Zhengyang Mountain. The other two are Qiongzhifeng Lengqi, a golden elixir sword cultivator, and Zhuyufeng Tianwan, who is in charge of landscapes, buildings, mirrors, flowers, water and moon.
For example, Pian Pingfeng, who is also a female peak master, has always looked down on Qiongzhi Peak, who only hides in the mountains to enjoy happiness. Qiongzhi Peak will look down on that place again and again, and finally Tian Wanze will not dare to look down on anyone, and will not talk to anyone.
The smiling face is kind. Because Pianying Peak is the same as Poyun Peak. The place where swordsmen are trained in the mountain and the place where they go down to the mountain for training is a tragic battlefield like Old Dragon City.
Most of the people who stayed at this peak of Zhengyang Mountain were emperors and generals of the dynasty and vassal tributaries under the mountain. For example, Han Jingling, the monarch of Shihao Kingdom, rested here. However, the country was weak, so they only arranged a remote small place for this monarch of the small country.
Although there are mostly female cultivators in Pianqing Peak, the sword cultivators in the mountain, both male and female, are extremely murderous. The arrangement of Zhengyang Mountain to hand over a large number of wealthy families to Pianqing Peak has a profound meaning.
The people who were about to take the talisman boat one after another to rush to the first-line peak to congratulate each other stopped in the mountains or left the house. They looked at the landscape painting and talked about it for a while.
"Who?"
"I don't know, I've never heard of his name."
"It's Liu Xianyang from the Longquan Sword Sect in Dali. He's not famous. It's normal that he's never heard of him."
"I remember, he is Xie Ling's junior brother."
"Currently, I am considered a disciple of Saint Ruan, but I will definitely not be considered a closed disciple."
In the Immortal Family on the Mountain, especially the Zong Zitou sect, the most interesting and interesting character is actually not the founder of a certain sect master or the ancestor, but the closed disciple. This person must be an amazingly talented person.
Only those who are qualified to "let the master close the mountain and close the door for the sect" are like the Yao'er who lives in a well-to-do family at the foot of the mountain and must be favored.
The worshiping immortal masters who had a rough understanding of Longquan Sword Sect began to be very interested in introducing this person to the princes and ministers around them.
Liu Xianyang is a native of Jiuli Zhudongtian. He was the first to get the moon near the water and the tower. He was extremely lucky and became the direct disciple of Ruan Qiong of the Longquan Sword Sect. Liu Xianyang was the lowest among the first generation disciples, and his name was the last to be included in the Shenxiu Mountain Jinyu.
Genealogy. It seems that he traveled across continents when he was young and studied at Chen's Academy in Nanbosu for many years.
The reputation is far less than that of his senior brothers and sisters. The eldest brother Dong Gu is already in the Nascent Soul realm. Although he is not a swordsman, he is highly regarded by Ruan Qiong and has been in charge of the specific affairs of the sect for many years.
Jindan sword cultivator Xu Xiaoqiao, the earliest Fengxue Temple sword cultivator, made a big mistake and was removed from the Fengxue Temple genealogy. He practiced with Ruan Qiong and eventually became one of his direct descendants.
As for Xie Ling, he is even more famous, a Taoist genius known to all the mountains in Yizhou, and he is the descendant of Xie Shi, the Heavenly Lord of Luzhou in Beiju.
Among Ruan Qiong's disciples, this young man from Taoye Lane is the most famous on Aquarius Island Mountain and has the best cultivation qualifications. He is regarded by the outside world as the only candidate to be the next leader of Longquan Sword Sect.
Some people couldn't help but ask, "Is Liu Xianyang a swordsman? What is his level?"
As a result, everyone was at a loss. Even the old immortal master who had dealt with Longquan Sword Sect did not know the truth. After all, among the direct descendants of Saint Ruan, Dong Gu, the founding disciple, was not a swordsman.
"Why do you want to ask Zhengyang Mountain for a sword? And you specially chose today. Does it mean that this Liu Xianyang has a life-or-death feud with Zhengyang Mountain?"
Still no one knows the inside story.
But since Liu Xianyang threatened to ask about swordsmanship, there is no doubt that he is a swordsman.
It's just that no matter how high the realm is, how high can it be? After all, Liu Xianyang is not one of the ten young people and the ten candidates in Aquarius Island.
Some mature and prudent old immortal masters have higher and longer-term thoughts and will not be filled with thoughts of killing.
"Zhengyang Mountain has been planning for a long time, and the location of the next sect in Jiu Zhuying was very particular. It is obviously to compete with the Longquan Sword Sect for the top spot in the Aquarius Island Swordsmanship Sect."
Some grievances are normal. For example, a young genius like Yu Xu had been practicing in Shenxiu Mountain for many years, but he came to Zhengyang Mountain inexplicably.
"Anyway, this guy is really brave."
"What's the use of being brave? If you are chopped half to death with a sword from a certain swordsman in the mountains, you will be a joke on the continent, and you will never have the shame to travel down the mountain again. You will also implicate the teacher's sect, and cause grievances on some mountains with Zhengyang Mountain.
It’s clear that he is a young man after all, and he is too impulsive and unwise to do things.”
"Is it a personal grudge between young people, motivated by emotion, or is it?"
This person said half of what he said, because the rest of the words should not be spoken directly. Is this Ruan Qiong’s intention?
A monk in the upper five realms, a military saint, his mother's family is the Fengxue Temple, and she is also the most famous swordsmith in Aquarius Continent.
What's more, Ruan Qiong also has the prestigious title of Chief Da Li. Therefore, Ruan Qiong's every move will be widely implicated.
When he faced the Dragon Gate realm female sword cultivator at the gate of Zushan, Liu Xianyang could only parry.
Some people were puzzled, "That's it?"
Someone on the side joked, "Is this guy's courage and tone too high for his realm?"
So when the first sword-asking and sword-receiving game ended, not only the Pianqiao Peak but also the other peaks had talisman boats taking off again, heading to the Yixian Peak. They probably felt that there was so much excitement and nothing to see.
Then when Yu Ping fell to sleep at Yujiao Peak, the Fuzhou ferries returned to the peaks one after another, and continued to watch the mirror flowers and the moon. After all, it was too much to hover the ferry over the Yixian Peak to watch the excitement up close.
A young genealogical monk said out of nowhere, "Why do you think we are a bit like Beiju Luzhou?"
As soon as this was said, there were many echoes.
On the steps of the main mountain climbing trail in Zushan, Liu Xianyang stopped, turned around and looked around, smiling.
He saw a female sword cultivator from a distance that he had never seen before.
It seems that he is a hidden but extremely lethal Nascent Soul Sword Immortal?
To those who shouldn't show up, it's better to hand the sword from afar.
Before the two sides asked each other about their swords, the old ape in white laughed and said, "Liu Xianyang, are you here to kowtow to Zhengyang Mountain and acknowledge your ancestors on behalf of your good-for-nothing ancestor of the Liu family?"
Liu Xianyang rubbed his cheek and ignored it. Because Chen Ping'an, a bad guy, was better at swearing.
On the sword-carrying peak, the really bad guy was dressed in a blue shirt, with his hands behind his back, looking at the ancient sword stuck diagonally on the top of the mountain.
A rickety old man climbed the mountain slowly and said with a hoarse smile: "You little kid, this is not a good place to be reincarnated in a hurry."
Chen Pingan turned around and saw a ghost, but not a Taoist. He laughed and said, "No wonder, it turns out that the old man is not a swordsman, but a martial artist of the Nine Realms. I didn't know he was the ancestor of the great sage who can move mountains.
Or are you a disciple and grandson who has learned boxing from the great sage Banshan for many years? The senior is right, the feng shui here is not good, it is not suitable for reincarnation, and it will be difficult to be a human being in the next life."
The behind-the-scenes priest, nicknamed Zhi Linsou, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Where did you come from, a young man who can talk so well? It's rare that I like it. I'll tear off your kid's head later and chat with me for a few years. It's lonely in the mountains.
, in order to thank you for this new life, I don’t have to light the lamp with my soul.”
Chen Ping'an raised his foot, stepped on the hilt of the long sword, and said with a smile: "We are both night tourists, and each of us bumped into ghosts on the way. For the sake of being half of the same people, I will give you one."
Feijian sends a message to the opportunity to move reinforcements."
The old ghost chuckled, "From what I heard, it's not trivial to have a grudge against Yuan Zhenye? Are all the young people outside the mountain so capable after just a few days of punching and kicking?"
Chen Ping'an clicked his tongue and said: "What a brave bitch, you dare to call him by his first name, you have to call him the Patriarch of Moving Mountains."
The old ghost rubbed his hands and said: "Okay, okay, chatting with you in the future will definitely relieve boredom. I don't know what name I have, I won't kill the nameless ghost with my fist."
The man in green shirt stepped on the sword with a light kick, and said with a smile: "He comes from a small place, his name is not worth mentioning."
The old man stepped forward and punched out, but Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand to block his fist. Seeing that the ghost of the Nine Realm Warriors could not succeed, he immediately retreated.
After that, his ghostly figure surrounded the green shirt, and he kept throwing punches. In the blink of an eye, he punched more than a hundred times in one go, and his punches could kill Jindan on the mountain.
Wearing a green shirt, he just stood there with one hand behind his back and used his right hand to casually block the opponent's punches and kicks.
When the last punch was delivered, the old man Zhi Lin took advantage of the situation and retreated. He had already pulled out a talisman from his sleeve, and wanted to stay away from Bei Jian Peak completely. This uninvited guest, a bastard, turned out to be a person disguised as a young man.
Warrior!
I felt a chill on the back of my neck. The man grabbed him with one hand and threw him to the ground. He stepped on his back hard and broke it on the spot. The old ghost was forced to lose his soul and was beaten to pieces by Yixiu.
Both sides of the boxing have already determined life and death, but neither of them seems to know the name of the other party.
Chen Ping'an stamped his foot, and the long sword on the ground not far away bounced up. When Yu Feng traveled far away, he held it in his hand and went to the First Line Peak Ancestral Master Hall.
Finally, he followed a "sword path" to the top and landed on the Jianding Square. The sword aura around the top of the mountain seemed to be deafening, and he didn't seem to notice any outsiders intruding. Anyway, Chen Ping'an walked directly towards the ancestral tower.
The door of the hall.
A female cultivator from Huamufang who spotted the man first was stunned for a while, and then asked softly: "Who are you?"
All the female cultivators saw that in addition to the sword on their backs, they were wearing green shirts and carrying a sword casually in their hands. They turned around and said with a smile: "Guest."