Marry Beiliang Hongyi at the beginning, and the maid Nangong Pushe

But there are only a few people who know and come here.

A new face like Li Changqing who suddenly arrived naturally made him curious.

"The younger generation Li Changqing has met the old sword god!"

Li Changqing cupped his hands and bowed slightly, showing his respect to the old sword god.

The other party is the continuation and pioneer of swordsmanship in later generations, and he deserves his respect.

"You recognize me?"

Li Chungang grabbed the wine jar next to him and took a sip at himself. There was a bit of a smile on his face, but there was a hint of melancholy deep in his eyes.

"Not only do I recognize it, but I also know why the Sword God imprisoned himself here."

Li Changqing smiled lightly and walked up to Li Chungang very naturally. He didn't mind his sloppiness and sat down next to him. He even grabbed the wine jar from the other person's hand and took a sip of his own.

It has to be said that this wine is already strong.

But for him, it was still not strong enough after all.

"Tell me about it."

Li Chungang also became somewhat interested in this young man who suddenly arrived.

But for Li Changqing's behavior of stealing his own wine.

He was still very dissatisfied and snatched the wine jar back as he spoke, looking like an old naughty boy.

"When the old swordsman was young, he was very unhappy in the martial arts world. He was the number one swordsman in the minds of countless Jianghu people."

"As for the disappearance of the old sword god, there are many rumors in the world. Some people say that after your defeat to Wang Xianzhi, you left the world in despair."

"Some people said that you were defeated by Qi Xuanzhen, a Taoist from Longhu Mountain, so you left in anger."

"But I know those are not the reasons."

Speaking of this, Li Changqing paused.

The fish beside her, Young Wei, didn't even dare to take a breath, and raised her ears to listen.

But Li Chungang still looked indifferent.

Just the next few words Li Changqing said.

But his body suddenly froze in place.

The wine jar in his hand also slammed to the ground with a "pop" sound, and the wine overflowed!

"The real reason is that you, the old sword god, killed your beloved by mistake back then, which caused an imbalance in your Taoist heart and caused your cultivation level to plummet."

"I will never dare to say such heroic words as slaying a dragon where there is a dragon."

"I have disappeared from the world silently for more than twenty years. All the honors and disgrace, and everything in the world have become a passing thing!".

Chapter 54 Fighting against fate, do you still hold the sword?Green snake with two sleeves!

Li Changqing's voice was calm and there was a smile on his face.

In front of Li Chungang, he told him the reason why he sealed his sword and retired from the world, imprisoning himself under Tingchao Pavilion.

How smart is the fish young Wei beside her?

After seeing Li Chungang's reaction, I immediately understood that all this was probably true!

This amazed her inwardly.

"Who is the young master? Why do you know so many secrets?"

"I'm afraid the world has never thought that the real reason why the old sword god disappeared from the world was because of a woman, right?!"

Yu Youwei secretly glanced at Li Changqing. The unstoppable face of a woman carried a calm and unhurried self-confidence, exuding confidence.

a time.

She only felt that her young master was extremely mysterious, as if he had insight into everything in the sky and the earth.

Li Chungang also fell completely silent at this time.

It wasn't until a long time later that he spoke again, but his voice was hoarse.

"How...do you know these things?"

This matter has always been a pain in his heart.

Never told anyone.

Logically speaking, no one in the world should know.

But the young man in front of him seemed to understand everything.

At this moment.

In Li Chungang's mind, the green-robed figure from the past could not help but appear, but he was in great pain.

"Where did I know the old sword god? No need to ask anymore. I am here to ask if the old sword god still holds the sword?"

Li Changqing's eyes were sharp, and the sword light seemed to be surging deep in his eyes, explaining the old man in front of him.

Li Chungang smiled bitterly when he heard this and said:

"How about holding a sword? What about not holding a sword?"

"But Yunyan can't even save the one he loves. You better not call me the old sword god from now on. There is no such thing as a sword god in the world. He's just an old man who can't even save the one he loves."

As he said this, his expression was full of loneliness.

Still haven't gotten over what happened back then.

"This man has passed away, and the past has passed."

"The great swordsman of a generation has fallen so low, it's simply ridiculous!"

"If it were me, I would definitely forge ahead bravely, practice hard, and fight against fate until I take her back from fate!"

Li Changqing's expression was indifferent, but he had the domineering air of an ancient man who looked down upon the world.

That feeling of youthful high-spiritedness, as if you have the whole world in your hand!

The young man wears bright clothes and is angry with the horse. He knows how to live up to his youth.

"How could something like that be true?"

Li Chungang was not impressed.

He smiled wryly, as if mocking himself, and shook his head again.

Actually tell the truth.

He hopes this will be true, and also hopes that the lover he killed by mistake in the past can come back to him.

But reason told him that this was impossible to happen.

All that will only exist in sleep.

"How could it not be true?"

"In ancient mythology, there was an invincible god who spent 10 years in exchange for the life of his lover. At the cost of the end of an era and the servitude of an era as a source of wealth, he finally saved his lover."

"The so-called impossibility is nothing more than a coward's self-forgiveness!"

"If you want to undo all of this, just hold a sword and fight me. If you don't dare, just pretend that I never said what I said before."

Li Changqing stood up slowly, but his back seemed to be able to support the world, and his eyes were bright, confident, and shining.

After all is said and done.

He took Yu Youwei with him and walked towards the upper level of Tingchao Pavilion without any hesitation.

And under that damp ground.

Li Chungang was sitting in the corner. He didn't look like the legendary and omnipotent Spring and Autumn Sword Armor at all, but a helpless old man.

Just when Li Changqing was about to step out of the dungeon.

But a voice suddenly came over, causing his steps to freeze in place.

"Where is the sword?"

Li Changqing turned around and looked, knowing that it was Li Chungang who said it, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Sure enough, he lived up to his words.

Then he looked at Yu Youwei on the side.

"The sword is here!"

Yu Youwei also understood, with a faint smile on her face, and threw away the sword she wore for sword dancing at her waist.

And Li Chungang got the sword.

For a moment, it was like a different person.

He was obviously very slovenly and filthy, so even if he said he was an old beggar on the street, he would be believed.

But when he grasped the hilt of the sword, his whole body exuded a surge of sword intent, as if a real dragon that had been sleeping had awakened at this moment!

The terrifying sword intent is like a strong wind.

Wreaking havoc throughout the dungeon!

Li Changqing also walked towards him like this, and an ancient sword suddenly floated beside him.

As if he was also excited about the resurrection of a sword god, he kept trembling softly.

And when he walked about ten feet away from Li Chungang.

stopped.

The two stood far away from each other. The raging swords around them were whistling underground like strong winds. Sword marks continued to appear on the stone walls around them, seemingly unable to withstand such sharpness.

next moment.

Li Chungang was the first to draw his sword, flicking his sleeves and robes, and two hundred-foot-long green snakes let out low roars, and countless sword energies interacted with each other wherever they passed!Brilliant!