Fighter of the Destiny

Tang Thirty-Six looked back and forth between the two of them and asked, "Why are you so calm when discussing such serious and even scary things?"

Chen Changsheng said: "I told you back in the Chinese Academy of Education that I had been sick since I was a child and would not live to be twenty years old."

Of course Tang Sanshiliu would not forget that incident.

At that time, the National Education College was in a state of gloom and mist.

Every word Chen Changsheng said sounded like his last words to them.

Zhe Xiu said: "I have had this disease since I was a child."

Yes, in a sense, the lives of Chen Changsheng and Zhexiu were very similar in tragedy.

They came into this world knowing they couldn't stay here for long.

There is no more accurate description than living toward death.

At some point in the past, they must have been depressed, disappointed or even desperate. They stared at the shadow of death every night until they finally became numb and calmed down.

As of today, they are still very young, but their attitude towards death is more indifferent than most elderly people in the world.

This is amazing, and even more emotional, and a little sad.

Hu Sanji sighed.

Ye Xiaolian, who had been silent all this time, turned around and wiped his eyes.

The cliffside was quiet and the atmosphere was a little depressed.

Tang Sanshiliu felt a little weird. He felt a little sorry for no reason, and said nonchalantly: "Am I supposed to have been sick since I was a child?"

Zhexiu said expressionlessly: "You are sick to begin with."

Tang Sanshiliu widened his eyes and asked, "What's the disease?"

Chen Changsheng said: "The disease of wealth?"

Tang Sanliu saw that they were still in the mood to tease him, and knowing that the situation was not as tense and bad as he thought, he relaxed a little, patted Zhexiu's shoulder and said: "Then let's go, no matter whether it's a dragon's pool or a tiger's den ahead. The Sword Formation will accompany you on a journey today to fulfill your last wish."

This is naturally referring to the mountain peak shrouded in clouds and mist on the opposite side.

Zhexiu said: "I may not necessarily die, so it cannot be said to be a last wish."

Chen Changsheng said: "Yes, I have lived to be twenty years old."

Tang Sanshiliu asked: "Then why do we want to go to Lishan?"

Chen Changsheng said: "Because Lishan is right there."

(There is a saying in Jianke - Why fight? Because the enemy is there! It comes from a famous saying in the mountaineering community. It is very sour, but I think it is very cute. I know that it is very cheap and embarrassing to use it here. But I still can’t help but use it, so please close your eyes and bear with it.)

Why go to Lishan?

Because Qijian is in Lishan, Zhexiu wants to see her, it's that simple.

And it's very close to the mountain and Mount Sainte, so it won't take long to get there.

For Chen Changsheng, in addition to satisfying Zhexiu's idea of ​​​​this trip to Lishan, the more important reason is that he once read a certain sword treatise in Dao Zang, which mentioned that Lishan Sword Sect has a method that should be able to help Zhexiu. Xiu's condition has been temporarily stabilized, but he doesn't know if anyone in Lishan has practiced this method.

The iron chains were looming in the clouds and swaying gently in the wind. They looked extremely dangerous, but for Chen Changsheng and his party, it was not a difficulty.

It didn't take long for them to cross the bottomless mountain stream and reach the mountain peak opposite.

Under the leadership of Ye Xiaolian, they walked through the steep stone paths between the cliffs and headed towards the northern peaks.

After walking for an unknown amount of time and bypassing several green mountains, everyone finally saw the main peak of Mount Li from a distance.

The main peak of Mount Li is separated by clouds, with dense vegetation growing below. The peaks above the clouds are all made of rocks, like a towering stone pillar, shining with dazzling light in the sun. Looking from a distance It's like a giant sword ready to stab the sky at any time.

Looking at this stone peak, Chen Changsheng and others intuitively felt that a sharp sword intent was coming towards them.

They even had a feeling that the light reflected by that mountain peak could turn into sword energy that spanned the heaven and earth at any time.

The closer they got to the main peak of Mount Li, the feeling became clearer and clearer. However, they never saw any flying swords coming to inquire. They only occasionally saw the light of swords shining deep in the clouds and mist. Only after Ye Xiaolian's introduction did they know this. It should be that the disciples of Zhufeng are diligently practicing their swords.

Chen Changsheng's talent in swordsmanship is extremely high, and he has studied the Lishan sword technique very deeply. Just from the traces of the sword light, he can tell what kind of swordsmanship the disciples of the Lishan Sword Sect in the clouds are practicing, and what kind of swordsmanship they are practicing. I am very impressed by how far my attainments in swordsmanship have reached now.

Zhexiu and Tang Sanliu's feelings when they saw those sword lights came more from their intuition. They felt that those sword lights were so dazzling and their sword intent so sharp, but also extremely upright, giving people a sense of uprightness and making them look particularly youthful and high-spirited. It has extremely vivid vitality.

Even though there were many stories with the Lishan Sword Sect in the past few years, Tang Sanliu had never liked each other, and he had to admit that it reminded him of the National Education Academy.

His favorite, his Anglican College.

The same was true for Zhexiu and Chen Changsheng. They even thought that if they had not entered the National Education Academy, coming to Lishan to practice might be an excellent choice.

Sloping upward along the stone path, the terrain becomes higher and higher, the mountains and forests become colder, the leaves become sparse, the mountain wind becomes stronger, the clouds and fog are dispersed, and the scenery between the peaks can gradually be seen clearly.

I saw sword lights crisscrossing everywhere on countless cliff flats, and some disciples were sitting cross-legged in front of some quiet caves to learn swordsmanship.

Ye Xiaolian introduced to them that those caves are often the residences of Lishan elders, the pavilion with red maples is the torture hall, the stone house higher up is the sword hall, and as for the dozens of buildings in the middle of the cliff, The small white courtyard is the disciple courtyard, and going forward...

"What kind of stone is this?"

Tang Sanshiliu asked, pointing to a square stone beside the road that seemed to have been washed by water for thousands of years and looked extremely smooth.

The square stone was not special in shape, but there was a certain kind of sword breath faintly exuding from it, and it was obviously not a mortal thing.

Ye Xiaolian said: "The Patriarch Li Shan sharpened his sword for three hundred years before he realized the mastery of swordsmanship. It is said that this is the sword sharpening stone."

Tang Thirty-Six said: "If the rumors are true, it is really a treasure. I wonder how many crystal stones I can get in exchange for it if I auction it in Xue Lao City."

Ye Xiaolian said angrily: "What you need to consider is not how much money you can exchange for, but how many days you can survive under the full force of the Lishan Sword Sect."

Tang Sanliu said with a nonchalant expression: "It's just a joke, why should I be so serious?"

After saying this, he was about to move forward, but was stopped by Ye Xiaolian again.

"This stone is now called the Jiejian Stone. Any ascetic who goes to the main peak of Lishan Mountain needs to remove his sword here to show respect."

Ye Xiaolian said: "You walked over like this, if something happens later, don't blame me for not telling you in advance."

"It's so arrogant."

Tang Sanliu didn't have a good impression of the Lishan Sword Sect, and he was usually the most arrogant one. He said, "I don't understand, so what can I do?"

Ye Xiaolian knew his temper and did not continue to provoke him. He said: "It's okay to not understand the sword, but you need to wait for the Lishan disciples on the peak to pick it up."

Tang Sanliu felt that it was really troublesome and didn't believe what would happen, so he just walked over.

Seeing this scene, Chen Changsheng shook his head.

Just when Tang Sanliu walked past the Jie Jian Stone, a sword breath that was not sharp but extremely mellow suddenly came out of the stone.

A trace of light that looked like water ripples ran across the sheath of Wenshui Sword, and then buzzed, which seemed to be some kind of response or some kind of explanation.

Swish, swish, swish, the sound of breaking the air echoed densely among the peaks, and dozens of white lines were seen in the clouds.

Dozens of swords came to the field, hovering quietly in the air, their sharp sword tips pointed at Chen Changsheng and others.