Juvenile Song Xing's Reappearance

Chapter 45 Going Down the Mountain
Apocalypse.

Jiangling Palace.

All in the house.

Xiao Ruoyu sat cross-legged in it, closed his eyes and said nothing, as if he was traveling thousands of miles away.Suddenly, he opened his eyes and sighed, not knowing what to say.

In the Qingcheng Mountain at this moment.The middle-aged Taoist priest in purple held a long sword in his hand, looked at the statue of the Patriarch of the Sanqing in front of him, and slowly pulled out the sword. There was a glow flying around the sword, and a spell flashed faintly on it.

The sword of Taoism's ultimate truth, the famous sword in the world ranks sixth, and the treasure of Qingcheng Mountain - Qingxiao Sword is also the sword of Qingcheng Mountain's previous masters.So standing in Qiankun Hall at this moment is the youngest headmaster since Qingcheng Mountain was founded, and also a figure who is almost a fairy in the legend-Dao Sword Immortal Zhao Yuzhen.

But at this moment, Zhao Yuzhen was gently wiping Qing Xiao, the sword body was shining with purple light, for some reason, he sighed, put Qing Xiao back into the sheath, and respectfully placed the sword in front of the statue of the Patriarch of the Three Qing Dynasty.Zhao Yuzhen lowered his head, and said in a low voice to the portrait of the patriarch: "Disciple Zhao Yuzhen is not filial, he is going down the mountain today."

As soon as the words fell, the statue of the Patriarch of the Sanqing trembled, and almost the entire Qiankun Temple trembled.Zhao Yuzhen turned a deaf ear to it, just looked up at the swaying roof of the hall, and smiled: "This Qiankun Hall has been lifted twice, so it's really not strong." He turned around, walked slowly to the door, and gently Gently opened the door.

Pushing open the door, Zhao Yuzhen saw four old men with white beards and hair standing there, looking at him.

"Master Yin, everyone says that I am the best in the world, but I think my master is the number one. Why do you come to block the way every time I think about going down the mountain?" Zhao Yuzhen put his hands behind his back and looked at the leader with a smile. old man.

The old man with the highest seniority in Qingcheng Mountain now, Yin Changsong, who even called Lu Suzhen, the previous head teacher, looked at the young head teacher in front of him, and pointed helplessly: "Why do you have to decide whether you want to go down the mountain or not?"

I saw that on the Qiankun Hall, many birds flew from nowhere and kept neighing around.

"Uncle, I just stayed on the mountain for a long time, and I just want to go down the mountain to have a look," Zhao Yuzhen said with a faint smile.

Yin Changsong said seriously: "Yuzhen, do you really want to let down your master and Mount Qingcheng's hard work for you?"

"Uncle, I have already left the Qingxiao Sword, and please ask Uncle Yin to take over the position of master teacher. After Feixuan grows up, he can teach it to him." Zhao Yuzhen stepped out of the hall slowly, and shouted softly, "Peach Blossom!"

I saw a bright red mahogany sword flying from nowhere, passed over the heads of the four celestial masters, and landed in Zhao Yuzhen's hands. He stroked the sword, his eyes revealed a bit of tenderness, and he said softly : "Taohua, let's go find her, shall we?"

The red light on Peach Blossom Sword's body suddenly rose sharply, as if responding to his words.

"Even if it's for my brother who has passed away, Yuzhen, I can't let you go down the mountain," Yin Changsong said.

"Uncle, I just saw it." Zhao Yuzhen sighed.

Yin Changsong shook his head: "When you are involved in this matter, your future is not accurate, and human life cannot be counted. Back then, the brother in charge of the sect did it for you, and even the King of Jiangling and the supervisor worked together to do it for you."

"If you go down the mountain, you must die, right?" Zhao Yuzhen said.

Yin Changsong nodded with difficulty.

"But I'm different." Zhao Yuzhen took a step forward and said, "I'm Zhao Yuzhen. I've never been in the rivers and lakes, but they all know my other name."

"Dao Sword Immortal!"

"Block the way!" Yin Changsong shouted suddenly, and the four celestial masters drew out their long swords at the same time, and lined up in front of the hall.

"Four celestial masters, put away your swords, you can't stop him"

Zhao Yuzhen stared blankly at the man in front of him, Yin Changsong and the other three celestial masters also turned their heads to look behind.

"King of Jiangling!"

The person behind him is Jiangling King Xiao Ruoyu!

King Jiangling seemed to appear out of thin air, without the slightest breath, Yin Changsong straightened his face, turned around, bent slightly, and looked at Xiao Ruoyu with his fists clasped.

"Congratulations to King Jiangling for entering the Immortal Ascension Realm."

"Tianshi, can I have a word with Yuzhen?" Xiao Ruoyu asked.

"The word 'heavenly master' that I dare not be in front of the king of Jiangling" Yin Changsong stood side by side with the three celestial masters.

Xiao Ruoyu took a step forward, like a fairy descending from the earth, his white clothes fluttering without the wind, just one step, he had already come to Zhao Yuzhen.

"Tianshi, this king will persuade Yuzhen." Xiao Ruoyu looked at Yin Changsong and said.

Yin Changsong also heard the meaning behind the words, and said: "Then thank you King Jiangling." Then he retreated with the three celestial masters.

"King Jiangling also came to stop me from going down the mountain?" Zhao Yuzhen smiled wryly.

Xiao Ruoyu shook his head, expressing that he had no such intention, and then said: "Yuzhen, I want to hear the future you see."

"The future I see is that we are all alive, not dead," said Zhao Yuzhen.

"Let's go, show me the scenery of Mount Qingcheng. I'll tell Luoxia about it when I get back." Xiao Ruoyu turned and walked down the mountain. Behind him, Zhao Yuzhen also walked down the mountain side by side with Xiao Ruoyu.

Yin Changsong in Qiankun Palace sighed deeply when he saw this scene, at this moment a celestial master beside him said, "Senior brother, this..."

"Let it be fate," Yin Changsong said.

The two walked down the mountain step by step.

"Zhao Yuzhen, do you regret going down the mountain this time?" Xiao Ruoyu said.

"Yuzhen doesn't regret it, it's all about traveling," Zhao Yuzhen said with a smile.

"Hahaha" Xiao Ruoyu laughed loudly when he heard the words, stopped and looked at Zhao Yuzhen, Zhao Yuzhen also stopped when he saw this.

"Our eldest daughter has the same personality, stubborn! Let Lei Meng kill that bastard, and do whatever he wants to do, even if he knows it's extremely dangerous, he still has to do it."

"So Zhao Yuzhen, I hope my eldest daughter is safe and sound in this matter."

"Yuzhen will definitely protect the cold clothes." Zhao Yuzhen responded to Xiao Ruoyu's words very seriously.

"I hope so." Xiao Ruoyu patted Zhao Yuzhen on the shoulder and walked down the mountain, "I am not qualified to be a father, and neither is Lei Mengsha, but I found a very qualified son-in-law for that bastard."

Xiao Ruoyu pointed to the road down the mountain, and turned to look at Zhao Yuzhen: "From the steps under your feet, if you go down, you will really go down the mountain."

Zhao Yuzhen looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, "King Jiangling doesn't need to persuade him anymore, Yuzhen's thoughts are already settled from now on."

Then Xiao Ruoyu watched Zhao Yuzhen walk forward step by step, the birds in the sky were screaming, dark clouds were instantly covered, and thunder billowed.Zhao Yuzhen walked down the mountain step by step like this. When the surrounding disciples saw him, they all fell to their knees.But when Zhao Yu really walked down the mountain, two people suddenly stopped him.

Xiao Ruoyu also smiled when she saw this, and looked at the scholar in front of Zhao Yuzhen, but when she saw another little Taoist priest, she nodded repeatedly.

A scholar is none other than Li Fansong, the successor of swordsmanship!

Another little Taoist priest is Feixuan, the Taoist priest of Mount Qingcheng!
"Uncle Master." Fei Xuan called softly.

"Master!" Li Fansong cried faintly.

"What? Even the two of you want to stop me?" Zhao Yuzhen said with a faint smile, "Are you looking for a fight?"

"The disciple is not talented, even if he dies, he will block the master's way." Li Fansong gripped the mahogany sword named "Drunk Song" tightly, gritted his teeth and said loudly.

Xiao Ruoyu, who was behind Zhao Yuzhen, looked at Li Fansong who was holding "Drunken Song", and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.Stepping out, he appeared beside Zhao Yuzhen.

Li Fansong and Fei Xuan were also taken aback. Looking at the young man in white in front of them, they also became vigilant.

"Young man, you have gained momentum, but you can't shake your sword hand," Xiao Ruoyu laughed.

"You are?" Fei Xuan asked.

"You must know who Xiao Xiaohan is," Xiao Ruoyu said.

Both Fei Xuan and Li Fansong were taken aback, "You are the King of Jiangling!"

"I don't care if you are the real King of Jiangling or not, you can't take my master down the mountain," Li Fansong gritted his teeth.

"Don't be presumptuous." Zhao Yuzhen took a step forward and was already behind the two of them. "I'm just going down the mountain, not looking for death."

Fei Xuan turned around and knelt down to Zhao Yuzhen: "Master Uncle, I heard from the old ancestors. At that time, head teacher Lu Suzhen once made a divination for Master Uncle. If Master Uncle doesn't go down the mountain, Qingcheng Mountain will be able to prosper for a hundred years. If Master Uncle goes down the mountain... ..."

"If you die in battle, your blood will flow like a river." Zhao Yuzhen continued with a smile.

"Master" Li Fansong also knelt down forcefully.

"I don't understand Master's painstaking efforts. I only know that the calamity is in front of me. I just lift my sword and break it. I can't justify hiding on the mountain these years." Xuan lifted it up, turned his head to look at Xiao Ruoyu, and then at Li Fansong in front of him.

"Just rely on the abilities of the two of you, so don't stop me. Feixuan, your great dragon elephant power has already achieved quite a lot, but the Taoism is mysterious, and you need to see all living beings. You will go down the mountain after three months, and you will not go up to Qingcheng Mountain for three years. And the people behind me will be your best teachers"

"Fan Song, you and Fei Xuan went down the mountain together. You are destined to have two masters, one for me, and one for you. The other is hidden in the rivers and lakes and mountains. That teacher's swordsmanship is not inferior to mine. And you will There is a senior sister, she is in Tianqi."

"Master." Li Fansong shook his head violently and wiped away his tears: "I don't want another chance, I only want this chance from Master."

Xiao Ruoyu looked at Li Fansong, and couldn't help recalling that night in Mingde's 16th year.

Jianxin Tomb.

On Jianxin Cliff, a young girl in red is holding a woman in white veil in pain. Even if the woman in her arms closes her eyes and loses all anger, she can't stop her. World.

However, this woman in a white dress is none other than Li Xinyue who has passed away!

"Mother, wake up, Han'er hasn't danced a sword for you, hasn't seen sister Hanyi get married, and you haven't even celebrated Han'er's birthday this year. How can you fall asleep? .”

No matter how Xiao Xiaohan yelled, no matter how tears flowed from his eyes, Li Xinyue in his arms could never wake up again.

"Mother, wake up, wake up, wake up, woo woo woo" Xiao Xiaohan hugged Li Xinyue tightly at this moment, her voice was hoarse, and her eye sockets were already swollen.

Xiao Ruoyu, who was standing by the side, felt unspeakably uncomfortable seeing this scene.

At this time, Feixuan's "Uncle Master" awakened Xiao Ruoyu.

"Silly boy, I just went down the mountain, not to die. Why are you crying?" Zhao Yuzhen bent down and stroked Feixuan's head.

Fei Xuan wept and said, "But what Master Uncle said is clearly his last words."

"Silly boy." Zhao Yuzhen stood up, looking into the distance, with a sad tone, "I just think it will be a long time before we leave this time, and it will be a long time when we meet again. I will not die, I am Zhao Yuzhen, and I will be able to ascend to immortality with that step My people, what about the catastrophe, I am not afraid."

"Besides, there is a little variable in it."

"Just a small change, can't change the overall situation, master uncle," Fei Xuan said.

Zhao Yuzhen shook his head lightly and did not speak, but Li Fansong asked: "Then what is the destination of the master going down the mountain this time?"

"Where is that place? I haven't gone down the mountain for 30 years." Zhao Yuzhen pointed to the side of the guide, "I just saw that bamboo forest and that gazebo. It seems to be far away. I am going to go on the road as a teacher."

"Could it be, Master, that you have entered the Immortal Ascension Realm?" Li Fansong was startled.

"It seems to be one step away. Heaven and earth are speechless, gazing at the mysterious room, I left as a teacher, and I will bring you a teacher's wife back." Zhao Yuzhen turned around, dodged, and swept down the mountain.

"My lord, Fan Song and Fei Xuan are entrusted to you."

Hearing Zhao Yuzhen's shout, Xiao Ruoyu nodded, looked at the two people in front of him, and said, "Don't worry, everything has its own determinants, and there are too many variables."

"Dare to ask, who is the variable in King Jiangling?" Fei Xuan asked.

Xiao Ruoyu laughed loudly, and took a step forward, his figure looming, "This king is the variable of everything." After speaking, he disappeared.

"Master, I will wait until the day we meet again," Li Fansong muttered to himself.

"It's all right, everything will be all right, who is Master Uncle, Dao Sword Immortal" Fei Xuan choked up.

Apocalypse.

Xiao Ruoyu, who was sitting cross-legged in the pavilion, slowly opened his eyes, stood up, sighed, walked out, and looked up at the sun.He smiled again, then turned around and walked towards the courtyard.

Walking through the path, Xiao Ruoyu came to an ancestral hall. When he saw a long sword wrapped in purple wide cloth enshrined in the ancestral hall, his eyes became colder, and the surrounding temperature also dropped a lot.

"Tianyuan, it's been a long time since I drank blood."

As soon as Xiao Ruoyu finished speaking, the long sword in the ancestral hall vibrated, and there were continuous dark thunders on the hilt of the sword, as if it was about to fly out in the next moment.But the next moment, on the purple cloth, the spell flickered, suppressing the vibration.

"The whole Beili, the whole rivers and lakes, have been forgotten."

"The twin kings of the town!"

(End of this chapter)