Han Shan’s Sword Unsheathed

"Elder Meng, by the way, please take care of yourself."

"Ji Xiao's death is a real death, and there is sorrow in the world. We mourn here and wish him rest in peace."

After Meng Xueli respected the incense, other representatives of the martial arts stepped forward to congratulate Ji Xiaozhen's only living relative.

In Meng Xue, he was more than ten times as old as a group of elders, and he did not feel anxious at all because he didn't know where he was going. The rituals were complete and the words were correct.

The people in Hanshan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. For the first time, they looked at the Jixiaodao companion somewhat, and they were very pleased. They told him: "You have worked hard."

Meng Xueli was stunned, and thought about the hard work? I'm afraid that the main drama hasn't started yet. How come I have read this story in vain for three years?

He turned his gaze to the high Jixiao brand, but his eyes were blocked by one person.

The visitor was dressed in apricot-yellow monk's clothes, with a middle-aged face and a soft expression: "Elder Meng came by coincidence, and the poor monk is asking for advice.

Meng Xueli gave a brief salute: "Dare not be a master, Master please tell me."

The monk said slowly, "Where is his" Blade of the Endless Sky "after Jianzun Xian's death?"

The voice just fell, and the whole house was silent.

Regardless of the host and guest, everyone knows clearly that today ’s Hanshan Ancestral Hall will inevitably say ‘Crossing the sky.’ But I don't want to ask Nanling Temple, who is invincible, to ask such a straightforward question.

Meng Xue does not change color inside: "This is the relic of my Dao companion, naturally in my Changchun Peak."

A hundred years ago, the Demon invaded the human world, and the six major schools sent together a peerless soldier, dedicated to Ji Xiao, and asked him to hold the sword to defend the world.

Mingyue Lake's Tianwai meteorite iron is used as a raw material, Beiming Mountain's core firestone is ignited, and Songfeng Valley's **** wood is used as a fuel. The Nanling Temple's spirit spring quenches the sword. The strong martial arts gathered in Hanshan to meet the sky cliff, watching Ji Xiao real person open the furnace in person.

When the sword became full of war, the wind and rain swayed, and no one thought about it. If Ji Xiao is gone, where should this sword go, and to whom?

There is a saying in the practice circle, ‘Ji Xiao Lin Hanshan, three feet three from the sky’, which means that Ji Xiaoxiu is the ultimate, standing on the top of the cold mountain, only three feet three from the sky dome. And his sword masterpiece ‘Crossing the Sky,’ the sword length is exactly three feet three.

In people's inherent cognition, Ji Xiao will always have it, just like the sun will always hang in the sky, and the rivers will always flow east into the sea.

The atmosphere in the ancestral hall changed subtly. Meng Xueli noticed a sharp eye falling on her body and turned her head to look at it. A thin, middle-aged man stared at him: "Elder Meng did not know that the six schools of swords are the same cast and cannot be counted as Your relics. "

The man was wearing a dark blue sword gown and carrying an ancient sword, his expression was cold.

Meng Xueli saluted: "It turned out to be the elder of Mingyue Lake."

Everyone in Hanshan heard a little anger, and the head said lightly: "In those days, I waited for the sword to be built for the world, and I lived for a lifetime, and also fought for the sword of the human world, until the death. Why don't you accept it?"

The elder Mingyue Lake did not think it was embarrassing, and proudly said: "The deceased is already gone. I serve Ji Xiao, but not Hanshan."

A group of disciples in Mingyue Lake stood behind him, and there was a diametrical opposition to the disciples of Baishan Hanshan.

But he heard the cold head of Hanshan coldly say: "The **** soldier loses the master, Hanshan is not a rare treasure, since no one can match this sword, it is better to destroy it!"

In the room, everyone in the ancestral hall changed.

Master Nan Lingsi smiled and said: "Chukong Wuya has followed Ji Xiaoren for many years. He has already born the spirit of confessing the Lord, and he is unwilling to be controlled by others, and it is useless to send swords to others. According to the view of the poor monk, the temple can be This sword was returned to the furnace for rebuilding, and it was made into six magical instruments.

A group of monks around him declared the Buddha name, and they are called Shanzai and Shanzai.

Many young disciples were unclear, so someone asked his companion: "What exactly does Nanling Temple mean? The first one who is in trouble, and the first one who speaks for Hanshan?"

"Whoever holds the sword is irrelevant to the Buddhist cults, but they do n’t want the six factions to fight for the **** soldiers and stir up the **** storms of the human world, so they come forward and muddy. So that the" Nanhu Beishan "each step back ... pity The heart is separated from the belly, and the Buddha repairs his desires, but he is afraid that others will not be happy. "

"The master's words are not good enough." Wu Yin looked at the elders. "The **** soldier has become a gift of heaven. How can I easily destroy it when I wait for the sword to be cast? How can it be easily destroyed? Recasting is also a violent disaster. The sheath is also an artifact. With it, it can press any array to increase the power of any array ten times ... "

Wuyinguan does not need swordsmen and soldiers, but only studies the way of formation. Everyone knows that what he said is true.

Elder Beiming said: "If Jianzun has an apprentice to inherit the mantle, of course this sword will be passed on to his disciples, even if there is no disciple, as long as he said, who should own the sword, I will send it with persuasion. ! But did Sword Sovereign say? "

Although Han Shan takes advantage of the home court, he is unwilling to face up with many martial arts at the same time. Other Zongmen thought that they had taken up the truth and did not want to carry the notoriety of disturbing Ji Xiaoying Ling.

The entire ancestral hall was like a tight bow, with arrows on the strings. When the two sides were deadlocked, they suddenly heard someone say: "Slow."

The voice was clear, and everyone looked at it, but it was Ji Xiao's weak fellow.

No one thought he would dare to speak in the face of such a battle.

The young man Jinyi was stared at with various eyes, and his face was pale, and he seemed a little scared: "My mate, he did say ... After he soared, this sword was given to the outstanding descendants of the human world. The future. The sword is given to the heroes, whoever can do it, no matter what school. "

Some people think that Hanshan has made arrangements? But I was surprised to see the head of the head: "Does this really mean?"

"Of course, I swear by the personality of my mate."

Meng Xueli said, sorry for Brother Ji, I would like to borrow your name first.

His voice did not fall, and someone responded loudly: "Since a real person has said it personally, regardless of the views of the sect, I will wait for my death!"

Meng Xueli: "My companion once said that he set the rules of the Hanhai Secret Realm at that time, which meant the selection of younger generations."

Everyone in Hanshan had a complex expression, and his head sighed: "Ji Xiao is forgiving with the world, indeed, what he would say."

The six major schools refused to accept each other. Hanshan was ready to destroy the sword, but there was another way in front of him: it was fair, fair, and just.

Hundred years ago, after the war between the two worlds of man and demon ended, Ji Xiao was reluctant to be consumed by the human race, and it was stipulated that the Hanhai Secret Realm, which is opened every 20 years, should be used as the ring for outstanding young disciples to participate in.

In the end, according to the ranking of the secret realm, it was decided to allocate resources for cultivation in the next 20 years, including the distribution of many unowned heavenly materials and treasures, the mining rights of the Lingshi vein mines and so on.

With the prestige of being in the world with Ji Xiao, no one shouldn't, the human struggle is drastically reduced, and the ‘Great Secret of the Great Sea’ continues today.

Han Shan said loudly, "You guys, the next Dabby will be in early spring next year. At that time, Han Shan would like to give" Qu Chu Wu Wu Ya "as a gift to the leader!"

The dignified atmosphere was broken, and the factions were in an uproar.

"Will this be too hasty?"

"Hanshan really willing ..."

In the past, in order to motivate young disciples to participate, Zongmen will also come up with some magical magic pill as a color head, but today's things are not trivial, the leader will inherit the Ji Xiao Shenbing, the world's unparalleled sword.

"Husband!" Meng Xueli suddenly came out from the crowd and fell down in front of the Ji Xiao card: "Your last wish is gone, rest in peace."

When everyone saw him with a sad look, his eyes were in tears, his thin figure was crumbling, and he was silent for a moment.

Meng Xueli thought, fortunately, Que Xianming was not here, otherwise he would have to spit me.

"Ji Xiao, before you leave, say, come back this time and give me a gift. Who knows how to be a farewell, you and I are separated by yin and yang. I don't want a gift anymore, just leave a thought for me ..."

He was naive, but because of his young age, the naivety was touching.

The elders of Hanshan sighed in their hearts, and their heads also felt sad. Today, the old people of Hanshan are gathered, and the eulogy is flying. But if anyone says that he is sad for Ji Xiao, there is no other plan to think about. Ji Xiao, the incomprehensible Taoist, was the most sincere and pitiful.

But listening to Meng Xueli said: "I would like to participate in the next year's Hanhai Dabi, if you can win back your saber, it will not be a waste of you and me."

After a sudden uproar, the leader took two steps to lift Meng Xueli and shouted: "Nonsense, it is not as simple as you think, this is a terrible thing." Elder Hanshan immediately tried to clarify: "Elder Meng joked , It's not true. "

Meng Xueli smiled miserably: "My companion is dead, what if I go with him?"

The guests had a lot of discussion, and even forgot to pass the message.

"His cultivation is low, and his temperament is so strong that he will treat him with all sorts of favors."

"Why don't you die in vain? I heard that he hasn't been out of Changchun Peak in three years. No wonder he is naive and stupid."

Meng Xueli was unmoved and was in a straight posture. He was definitely looking at the Ji Xiao brand: "If you are in the sky, please testify for me!"