This Swordsman is Too Steady

When Rahu was sanctified, the entire Demon Realm saw his light and heard his voice. roundabout

Appear before the devil.

Not limited by space and time.

The same is true for Lu Qingshan Chengzu.

From the cold plain in the extreme north to the hot sea in the extreme south, from the desert in the extreme west to the mountains in the extreme east.

Whether it is a newborn baby, or a powerful person who has practiced for thousands of years.

Either kind, or mean, or shameless, or noble...  

As long as it is a creature in the sky, it can see a clear figure at this moment. roundabout

Lu Qingshan is everywhere.

No one can stop it.

Because, this is not seen with the eyes.

but the soul.

Lu Qingshan's figure directly appeared in their souls.

Lu Qingshan's voice also directly appeared in their souls.

Maybe those babies who still only know how to yell don't know what it means, but they will always remember the appearance of this figure. roundabout

Everyone stared at that figure.

Regardless of whether they knew Lu Qingshan before or not, now they all know the name Lu Qingshan.

No matter how many years from now on, they will remember this name.

"Luo Hu, you should die!"

Lu Qingshan's voice rolled and echoed, and everyone in the world heard it.

Lu Qingshan's figure is still faint.

All the people, this moment is full of peace

There was never such a thing as Destiny Child.

Some are just man-made.

Then, the whole world began to echo a word.

"Respectfully invite Tianyuan Sword Immortal to inspire our human race!"

On the high city wall of Yumen Pass, the Yumen monks put their hands on their chests and knelt respectfully on one knee.

In the Western Regions, Xijianchi Jianxiu, who didn't hold a sword in his hand, clasped his hands together sincerely and prayed respectfully.

In Chang'an City, the dark crowd, eyes slightly closed, murmured, the most proud Chang'an people in the past, offer the most sincere respect. roundabout

 …

"Respectfully invite Tianyuan Sword Immortal to inspire our human race!"

On the vast plateau and desert in the far west, in countless golden temples, the sound of chanting sutras can be heard non-stop.

They are like the most devout believers, but they no longer believe in my Buddha, but Lu Qingshan.

After being baptized by the spiritual sea tide, countless sects, families, and people on the revived land of Zhongling all knelt on the ground respectfully, touched their foreheads to the ground, and kept repeating this sentence.

The people in this land don't believe in the sky, they don't believe in God

What they believe in is the land under their feet, and the people who have shed blood and sweat for the land.

...... "Respectfully invite Tianyuan Sword Immortal to inspire our human race!"

This sentence has become the only voice in the world at this moment, better than the spring breeze, better than summer rain, better than autumn frost, better than winter snow

 …

Lu Qingshan's perception, at this moment, also pervades the entire sky.

Thus, he knew what was happening in the whole world.

I also saw people's pious and fanatical prayers, full of hope and expectation.

At this moment, a real sense of control came to my heart. roundabout

This made Lu Qingshan feel that the most original power in the world is flowing.

This power is so great.

In the face of such power, he can perceive his own insignificance, but he is not in awe of his insignificance.

Because he is so small, he can control this power at will.

This is the power of the ancestral realm, and it is also the power of the sword.

 …

Perhaps because he was shocked by the sudden change, or because he was intimidated by Lu Qingshan's power, Luo Hu was stunned for a very rare moment. roundabout

However, he soon came back to his senses.

Although Lu Qingshan Chengzu shocked him, it would not make him have negative emotions such as fear and timidity.

Lu Qingshan became the ancestor, so what?

It was just standing on the same height as him.

Although strictly speaking, Rahu can no longer be considered an Asura at this moment, but the spirit of Asura is still there.

Asura is a born warrior.

Zhan clan is not afraid of fighting. roundabout

"Also, killing a Nine Tribulations Sword Immortal is not very meaningful after all."

"This kind of opponent can make me fight a little bit more heartily." Luo Hu raised his hands, lightly clenched his fists, and smiled coldly.

Through the skin, one can see that Luo Hu's current skin veins and bones all present the golden color of King Kong.

The next moment, Luo Hu moved.

He didn't make any shocking moves, he just started to move forward, one step at a time.

The stride is not fast at first, but then it gets faster and faster. From slow to fast, it is also a time of gaining momentum, and the edge has reached an unstoppable state.

On the way he rushed forward, all the breath surged to the sides. roundabout

The invisible aura became tangible because it was so thick, it was like an undercurrent surging at the bottom of the water.

In the last step, Luo Hu crossed a distance of thousands of feet and slammed into Lu Qingshan hard.

Lu Qingshan also took a step forward, only an inch, which can be ignored, and he didn't seem to have too much attention, and went to meet the demon saint.

However, just after he took this step, eight bright pillars of light suddenly burst out from behind him.

Zhenmo, Peach Blossom, Wangchuan, Longque, Tiandi, Fuyao, Lieque...and Niu Er.

At this moment, the bull's ears are also used by Lu Qingshan.

The power of the eight Dao swords is fully revealed. roundabout

The golden color on the body of the rushing Luo Hu became more and more intense.

Countless qi movements occurred before the two collided.

The battle between the two is also the battle between the two heavens and the earth.

The next moment, the two collided heavily.

clang! clang! clang!

Between heaven and earth, Huang Zhong Dalu's voice suddenly sounded, solemn and lofty.

Ripples of ten thousand zhang power suddenly exploded. roundabout

Countless lines of sight looked at the two entangled lights and shadows with horror.

The Dao sword and the body of the demon saint shook hard, and every impact would make a clanging sound, setting off an energy storm.

The earth-shattering confrontation continued, the figures of the two intersected fiercely, and at the same time the battlefield was constantly moving and changing, heading towards the ever-higher Qing Ming.

The Abyssal Demon Sage and the New Ancestor of the Human Race, the two life-and-death battles that can determine the fate of countless people in the two worlds, both intentionally or unintentionally chose the battlefield on the far away Qingming.

The former was afraid that Lu Qingshan could rely on the power of Tianhehai, and with Tianhehai as the backing, he might just be able to win against him.

Lu Qingshan was worried that the fight between the two would destroy Tianhe City and take countless lives.

In just half a quarter of an hour, the two had already confronted tens of thousands of rounds. roundabout

clang!

Once again, the Heaven and Earth Sword in Lu Qingshan's hand collided with Luo Hu's shining golden fist.

The dark-yellow sword energy and the golden-yellow fists melted into each other.

The bodies of both of them trembled slightly, and there was no distinction between superior and inferior.

Seeing the stalemate, Luo Hu let out a low growl.

A black giant python suddenly appeared behind Luo Hu.

The giant python is as huge as a mountain, entrenched above the nine heavens, its majestic appearance. roundabout

Accompanied by the appearance of the giant python, an extremely evil black liquid whizzed out from Rahu's body, and then circled around him like fish swimming one after another.

Then the black liquid quickly condensed, flowing on the surface of Rahu's body, and finally turned into black scales, covering his body completely.

At this moment, Rahu's eyes also turned brown, and his child's holes stood upright, like a python, exuding frightening evil fluctuations.

The supernatural powers of the bloodline of the giant spirits and holy demons.

"Giant".

Lu Qingshan has eight Dao swords.

Rahu also has the blood of the Eight Great Saint Demons. roundabout

Luo Hu, who was joined by a giant spirit, swung his arm and threw a punch. The incomparable punch brought out a long golden dragon, and shot at Lu Qingshan standing under the sky.

Lu Qingshan took a deep breath, and the purple-gold sword field unfolded, shining brightly.

He took the initiative to face the golden dragon as if he was looking for a dead end, and when he was about to be bitten by the golden dragon, his figure suddenly flashed, surpassing its huge body and appearing at the tail of the dragon.

Return to the word secret.

The Heaven and Earth Sword in his hand had transformed into the No. 1 Demon Suppressor at some point in his hand. He swept forward gracefully, and slashed at Luo Hu with his sword.

Purple ripples like tidal flats appeared on the surface of Luohu's body, and his figure was also flickering, and when he reappeared, he was already hundreds of feet away.

Lu Qingshan has the secret of returning characters, and Luo Hu also has the spatial supernatural power of the Holy Demon of the Void. roundabout

Taking a breath of fresh air, Luo Hu took advantage of the situation to counterattack, his feet felt like he was walking on the ground, and the void he stepped on was shattered like a spider web, full of scars.

Lu Qingshan looked at it coldly, as if by magic, the sword in his hand was constantly changing, and he could not see the movement of changing the sword at all, and the flow was silky smooth, blocking the seemingly endless offensive and murderous intent of Luo Hu's power.

The figures of the two kept flashing and disappearing above the nine heavens.

In half a quarter of an hour, Lu Qingshan couldn't break the Wandao fist, and Luo Hu couldn't block the Wandao sword either.

It was also at this time that Lu Qingshan realized how naive he was in wanting to use Moon Slash to subdue him at the beginning.

The ultimate power, or the upper limit, is the ancestral realm

Just like, now Lu Qingshan has already hit Luo Hu no less than ten thousand times, but he can't use the Full Moon Slash. roundabout

Because, the power of two hundred times the ancestral realm does not exist in the world.

In other words, the Nine Tribulations Sword Immortal sword with two hundred times the power is at most the Ancestral Realm sword.

Naturally, a sword from the ancestral realm cannot kill the Demon Saint.

 …

The fighting between the two sides has reached a fever pitch, with various killer moves emerging one after another.

Luo Hu's **** intertwined suddenly, forming a fist.

Accompanied by his movements, the magic light behind him was dense, and in a short moment, a phantom was condensed. roundabout

It was a phantom with a height of tens of thousands of feet. It had the same appearance as Rahu, but it was more noble than Rahu. The giant black python wrapped around the phantom, making it even more evil.

The Northern Mang Demon Clan, the emperor's formula.

The emperor's shadow stands tall in the sky, with a terrifying visual impact, and no one will doubt its power.

Luo Hu's snake-like vertical child stared at Lu Qingshan, and there was thunder and fire surging in his fist.

A punch fell.

First, I heard the continuous sound of thunder exploding, and then I saw the fist gang tearing the sky with the momentum of the sky.

The Emperor Shadow moved together with him. roundabout

That punch seemed to cover the entire sky.

The blue sky is like washing, the surrounding fields are churning, and the wind is raging.

Even though they were hundreds of thousands of feet away from Tianhe City, when countless creatures raised their heads, they all saw the giant fist that seemed to have no end falling, and that coercion was enough to break people's minds and souls.

Lu Qingshan didn't dodge or evade.

Because there is nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide.

Niu Er, Li Qiubai's Niu Er, Xia Daoyun's Niu Er, appeared in Lu Qingshan's right hand, replacing the original Demon Suppressing Sword.

The tip of the sword pointed upwards, pointing directly at the giant fist that descended from the sky. roundabout

The size comparison between the two is like a mayfly shaking a tree.

But this is exactly what Niu Er is good at.

It is the most overbearing sword.

A white sword rainbow hung upside down in an instant.

Where the sword rainbow passed by, the wind churned and the clouds gathered in large chunks, like a huge colorful brocade.

Chaoci Baidi among the colorful clouds.

boom! roundabout

The pair of fists finally hit this endlessly rising sword rainbow, like beating a drum in the sky and the earth.

The colorful clouds are noisy and rolling, gathering and dispersing impermanently.

The sword rainbow flows for a day and bright moon.

Lu Qingshan was punched so that he turned into an afterimage and flew upside down. His figure was flirtatious, and he retreated thousands of feet.

Luo Hu sneered, "It's up to you..."

In an instant.

A beam of sword light rose out of thin air, like a huge firefly, passing over Luo Hu's neck. roundabout

Rahu's words came to an abrupt end.

He touched his neck and looked down.

The golden blood in one hand shone with bright golden light, dazzling.

Fuyao again.

Luo Hu frowned and turned to look over there.

Over there, just as Lu Qingshan stood still, his majestic momentum was a little bit stronger than before.

The more you fight, the braver you are. roundabout

It has been seven days since Luo Hu became a saint, but Lu Qingshan has just become an ancestor.

Just a gap of seven days is also a gap.

Because from the Ninth Realm to the Tenth Realm, the power is improved hundreds of thousands of times, and it is a qualitative transformation. It takes time to get familiar with such a powerful power suddenly.

In seven days, Luo Hu had completely mastered the power of the saint.

And in the battle with Luo Hu, it was also the process in which Lu Qingshan became familiar with mastering this kind of power.

He is getting stronger and stronger.

Up to now, Lu Qingshan has completely grasped the power of the ancestors. roundabout

The divine will is perfect and flawless.

Luo Hu's expression was calm, and the wound on his neck had healed, but there were turmoil in his heart.

Already a demon saint, he was also shocked by Lu Qingshan's rapid progress at this moment.

But when you think about it carefully, it's not surprising.

After all, it took less than fifty years for the person in front of him to stand at the same height as him.

Just like this, his desire to fight has never been higher than before.

Such an enemy made his blood, which he thought had been cold, boil again. roundabout

A heart of a devil sage thumped, sending endless and ocean-deep power to his whole body.

His **** hair fluttered with the wind, and instantly became countless times longer, fierce as fire.

The magic patterns growing and spreading like vines flickered on his body.

Demonstration of the law of magic domain.

At this moment, every inch of Luo Hu's body contained explosive power, and a single hair could cut off Jiang Hai.

"Lu Qingshan, you can't beat me. Although you have advanced to the ancestral realm, you are only a mortal at heart, and I was born with the blood of the holy demon." Luo Hu laughed wildly, "The foundation is different, so you are destined to be unable to defeat me. "

The next moment, Luo Hu Shutong blinked lightly. roundabout

The world has changed drastically.

Lu Qingshan found that he was already in the boundless darkness.

The bloodline talent of the Dream Demon Saint Demon Clan.

Lu Qingshan immediately took out the cow's ear, cut it down with a sword, and wanted to split the darkness, but found that within the darkness, there was still darkness, like a boundless dream monster.

Outside the darkness, Luo Hu had already come forward without a sound.

Lu Qingshan's face became serious.

He never underestimated Luo Hu. roundabout

But Luo Hu's many methods still made him overwhelmed.

Luo Hu, who has gathered the blood of the eight great holy demons, masters the elders of the families.

The bull's ear in Lu Qingshan's hand changed again.

The blazing dragonfinch is already in hand.

"Yitian." He said softly.

The dragon bird was startled, and the sound of sword chant broke out.

Then, in the boundless darkness, the sword light surged out, striking a phantom out of the darkness. roundabout

Against fate.

When receiving an attack/spell, you can release this supernatural power, and add a sword to the attack/spell caster.

This boundless darkness was also an attack by Rahu.

"Got you."

Lu Qingshan shouted in a low voice.

He leaped high and arrived in front of Luohu in an instant. The dragon sparrow in his hand turned into a suppressing demon silently, and cut out a blazing sword light, cutting towards Luohu.

This sword was caught off guard, and Luo Hu was sent flying, and the boundless darkness was shattered. roundabout

Luo Hu rolled in the air, regardless of the injuries on his body, he smiled and said: "It's useless, you can't kill me."

The heart of the demon sage beat, powerful power flowed through the demon's body, and the injury just now recovered instantly.

He also has an immortal body, and it is more authentic than Lu Qingshan's.

Lu Qingshan borrowed the power of Tianhe Hai, but Luo Hu relied on his own power.

This battle seems to be really indistinguishable.

The ancestors and the saints are both the most extreme power in the world, and it is impossible to distinguish between the superior and the inferior.

Luo Hu also saw this. roundabout

He stood still, calmed down his emotions, and said: "Lu Qingshan, since we can't do anything to each other, why don't we make peace."

"Kang Qiongtian, I don't want it anymore!"

"There are nine heavens, besides your sky, there are seven worlds waiting for me to conquer."

"Of course, if you are not satisfied with the sky, it's okay for us to divide the four worlds equally."

The Nine Heavens are so vast, he has the cultivation base of a Demon Sage, so there is nowhere he can go, why should he be obsessed with the sky where Lu Qingshan is located?

"From now on, we, the two races of humans and demons, will not interfere with the water of the river!"

Lu Qingshan was silent. roundabout

He didn't expect to hear such a sentence.

Without thinking about it, he said directly:

"I disagree."

"Why?" Luo Hu frowned and looked at Lu Qingshan.

In his opinion, Lu Qingshan has no reason not to accept his proposal.

Because, this battle is clearly indistinguishable.

Isn't that what war is all about? roundabout

Since the winner cannot be decided, let's make peace.

Lu Qingshan didn't answer Luo Hu's question because he didn't think it was necessary to answer.

The war between dao and demons has lasted from 20,000 years ago to today. There are countless tragic scenes and countless deaths.

How is it possible to make peace?

Can't tell the difference?

Not so.

As long as you keep fighting, there will always be a winner. roundabout

Although this battle will inevitably last for a long time, it must be magnificent and unparalleled.

But Lu Qingshan is ready.

Even ten thousand years is not a pity.

Sudden.

On Qingming, a strong wind blew up.

"Ten thousand years is too long."

Lu Qingshan heard a familiar mellow voice. roundabout

The colorful clouds dispersed, and there were Confucian scholars in green shirts, with fluttering sleeves.

He came from outside the sky, turned the sky upside down, fell into the abyss alone, and became the current human race with his own strength.

Luo Hu also saw the Confucian scholar in blue, his expression changed slightly, and he became a little flustered.

Lu Qingshan's voice was hoarse, his nose sore, "Xia Zu."

"A visit to this world can be regarded as magnificent. I don't care whether it's a dream or if I heard it." The Confucian scholar glanced at Lu Qingshan, which was very meaningful.

He raised his arm, made a pen with his fingers, and gently outlined, "It's time to go back, and leave one more, it's worth my trip."

He wrote ten big characters floating in the sky and the earth. roundabout

"Who will wake up to the big dream first?"

"I've known myself all my life."

The next moment. The figure of the Confucian scholar in green shirt is like quicksand, passing away with the wind.

Appears suddenly, disappears suddenly.

The moment when the quicksand completely passed away.

Luo Hu's mind suddenly sank, and a hysterical howl suddenly sounded in his soul.

A mass of twisted formless monsters screamed. roundabout

That kind of voice was so eerie and piercing that even an immortal would probably go mad after hearing it.

Rahu roared sternly, and a ferocious aura filled the world.

His eyes were bulging, staring at Lu Qingshan.

"What's this......?"

what on earth is it?

"This is called the law of inheritance," Lu Qingshan said with a strange look on his face, feeling unprecedentedly relaxed, and replied with a smile: "Article 33."

While this is an extremely serious moment, bad jokes should not be told. roundabout

But Lu Qingshan thought, so he did it.

Because, this is a moment of joy.

Luohu's holy spirit was obtained from Xia Zu.

The reason why Xia Zu sank was because Po Zu was not perfect and suffered the backlash of heaven.

During the 20,000 years of sinking, he has been fighting against the backlash of heaven.

In the end, he still failed.

Therefore, the power of backlash from the Dao of Heaven was imprinted on Xia Zu's Yuanshen. roundabout

Therefore, what Luo Hu inherited was not only the power of Xiazu's Yuanshen, but also the backlash of heaven that had accumulated in Xiazu's Yuanshen for 20,000 years.

This is what Xiazu left in the world.

However, before that, Xia Zu "kindly" helped Luo Hu temporarily suppress this backlash.

Until now, once it broke out.

Like a boundless crime.

Chaos and evil, pain and resentment surged in Luo Hu's soul like an abyss.

In the battle of masters, life and death are on the line. roundabout

Lu Qingshan said softly: "Zhenmo, Taohua, Wangchuan, Longque, Tiandi, Fuyao, Lieque, Niuer!"

For example, pointing out soldiers on the general platform.

The eight swords are arranged in sequence, erected between the sky and the earth, connected head to tail, and form a line.

Suddenly fell.

Between heaven and earth, a line of swords!

The world was silent.

After a short breath, Luo Hu suppressed the boundless sins, and his mind regained clarity. roundabout

It's too late.

He let out a very shrill cry.

Just like the howling of the monster deep in the soul just now.

A ray of sword entered from Luohu's celestial spirit cover, fell vertically, passed through his primordial spirit, passed through his heart, and came out through his body.

The primordial spirit of the holy realm, the heart of the devil saint.

Together they were broken by the sword.

"I am a devil.....I won't just die like this..." Lan

Luo Hu spat out a mouthful of blood, stretched out his hand with difficulty, trying to prop up his body, and continued to fight.

Lu Qingshan just raised his hand calmly.

Then, he snapped his fingers lightly.

Whoosh whoosh!

Countless sword qi bloomed from Luo Hu's body.

When a ray of sword pierced through Rahu's demon body, it also injected countless sword energy into his demon body.

Rahu turned into a lotus flower. roundabout

Countless cracks appeared on the surface of his body.

bang.

The next moment, boundless and endless demonic energy gushed out from Luo Hu's body along these cracks, raging and rolling away.

Lu Qingshan stretched out his hand and pressed falsely.

The billowing demon energy actually froze, as if time and space were frozen at this moment.

From a distance, it looks like a magnificent ink painting.

Freezing only lasted for a breath. roundabout

The Heaven and Earth Sword evolves brightly.

Then the boundless magic energy rewinds back, is sucked into the universe, and is exiled to an unknown place.

The demon energy dissipated, and the blue sky itself could no longer hide people's sight.

There are no more magnificent ripples than before, and there is no roar that is more shocking than Chunlei, calm as a mirror

"finished?"

This idea and a question came to everyone's mind.

"Who won?"

Questions were quickly answered.

A burly figure, like a meteorite, was thrown from the nine heavens and landed in the hinterland of the demon army.

Luo Hu, a lake made of flesh and blood, was completely shattered, without any signs of life.

There was another person who fell into the world with Rahu.

The complexion is gentle and calm, the divine light is restrained, but the aura is ancient and distant, and the appearance is rich and majestic, like a banished immortal.

Not to mention other things, just talking about this skin, it is unparalleled in the world, and this one is the only one.

Lu Qingshan. roundabout

Then, Brother Tianhe let out earth-shattering cheers.

On the other side, the demon army was ashamed.

Human joys and sorrows are not connected.

The joys and sorrows of humans and demons are completely opposite.

They just feel that the human race is noisy.

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The second battle between Dao and Demon ended with the fall of Lu Qingshan and the fall of Luo Hu.

The Dao Demon War is completely over.

Because, this time, Lu Qingshan was not backlashed by heaven.

After Luo Hu was put to death, he led the human monks to start a liquidation.

Although the Mozu chose to surrender immediately.

But Lu Qingshan is not allowed.

Brother Tianhe is not allowed either. roundabout

Human monks are not allowed either.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, this looks like a massacre, **** and cruel.

But such is the nature of war.

War does not decide who is right, only who stays.

The demon army fled wantonly, and most of them were beheaded by human monks, and the remaining small number of fish that slipped through the net fled back to the abyss.

The human monks had no choice but to chase the remaining brave bandits.

But not pity. roundabout

It's just because the abyss is already dying.

Without the need for the human race to do anything, after thousands of years, the small part of the demon army that fled back to the abyss will perish together with the hundreds of millions of demon people in the demon realm, along with the decline of the abyss.

In the ninety-ninth year of Tianyuan, at the end of autumn.

Nearly seventy years have passed since the magnificent ancestral battle that year.

The world has returned to calm.

Stories from the past are still circulating, and new stories are also being staged. roundabout

The first female sword fairy of the human race finally broke away from Jianzong and took over the position of Daxia Zun.

The former Great Xia Master Xia Zhao traveled the world and disappeared. It is said that someone saw her in a small town in the southern region.

The first sect of the human race, the Sword Sect, lost its five main peaks, Qingyun Peak, Wangu Peak, Hengqiu Peak, Wushea Peak, and Jianlai Peak. In the 70th year of Tianyuan, it gained another main peak—Zangjian Peak.

The peak master is also an extremely young female cultivator, and her story can also be called a legend.

It is said that she was not a sword cultivator during the second war between Dao and Demons. Only after that did he formally start practicing the sword.

After Qi Butian, who had just assumed the position of Tianji Guanzhu for less than 40 years, was taken over by a young female cultivator, almost breaking the record of the youngest Daoist sect created by Lu Qingshan. Lord's record.

Sect Master Mo of the Candle Dragon Palace, after being promoted to the Nine Realms a few years ago, defeated the top monks of the Taiqing Palace, the title of Lord Yan, and led the Candle Dragon Palace to be promoted to the Dao Sect, fulfilling the wish of the Candle Dragon Palace for hundreds of thousands of years. roundabout

Since then, there are two Dao sects in the Dharma Cultivation Sect of the Human Race.

Of course, even if one day seven of the Eight Dao Sects are Dharma Cultivation Sects, it will no longer be able to shake the supremacy of the Sword Cultivation faction in the human cultivation world.

The pattern of the three major factions, Sword Cultivator, Law Cultivator, and Physical Cultivator, has long since changed.

There are many such stories, but the most exciting and soul-stirring story is always only that one.

After the Battle of the Ancestors, in just seventy years, the number of sword cultivators continued to increase and became highly respected, and new sects of sword cultivators sprung up like mushrooms in the sky and the earth.

Sword repair, unprecedented prosperity. roundabout

Sword repair is prosperous, and the sword washing pool is also prosperous.

Xijianchi, the top floor of Jianyu Building.

Sword Master Baishuang hung a new portrait on it.

On the side, regarded as the hope of the next generation of Xijianchi, the young disciple recruited by Sword Master Baishuang 30 years ago cautiously asked:

"Master, don't we wash Jianchi ancestral training, isn't it that only the portrait of the ancestor of our sect can be hung in the Jianyu building? Who is this?"

The man in the portrait is plump and handsome, with an incomparably elegant appearance. Although he has white hair, he is obviously still very young.

Sword Master Bai Shuang was silent for a while, then said softly: "Lan

"Although he is not my patriarch, he can be called the ancestor of our generation of sword cultivators."

"There is no one without others."

"What about making an exception for him?"

The little disciple was dumbfounded.

He instantly understood the origin of the man in the portrait.

There may be many patriarchs, but there is only one person who can deserve the praise of "no one else".

...... lan

Qingzhou, Huashan.

Qingzhou, as the hometown of the Sword Immortal, countless sword cultivators have come all the way over the years to pay their respects to the former residence of the Sword Immortal.

There is even such a saying that spreads, "If you haven't been to Qingzhou, what kind of swordsman is it?"

The governor of Qingzhou pushed the boat along the way and held the Huashan Sword Discussion Conference in Huashan, Qingzhou, every ten years.

Many great sword cultivators will participate in the meeting to test their swords, which attracts countless people who come to watch the meeting.

Another Huashan Sword Discussion Conference.

At this time, Mount Hua was already crowded with people. roundabout

On the high platform in the center of the mountain top, hundreds of sword cultivators stood in a row.

These are the sword masters who will participate in the sword discussion later.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the auspicious time has come.

The Great Xia cultivator who presided over this session of the Sword Discussion Conference came out and said in a deep voice, "Get out of the sheath!"

clang clang clang!

In the square, hundreds of sword lights shot up into the sky, criss-crossing the sky, and the sword lights scattered clouds and mist wantonly.

There is a tradition in Huashan Sword Discussion. Before the start of the conference, all those who are going to participate in the sword discussion must show their swords. While getting to know each other, there is also a performance element, which is equivalent to the opening ceremony. roundabout

"Brother, are they also sword cultivators?" Under the high platform, a young monk who had just practiced for a while suddenly found that there were four monks in the front of the stage who hadn't sacrificed their natal swords.

"Um."

"Then why don't they come out with swords?"

"They don't have natal swords."

"Ah? Can you be considered a sword repairer without a natal sword?"

"Although they don't have swords, they are also sword cultivators."

The most special generation of sword cultivators. roundabout

One hundred years of Tianyuan, spring.

It's another spring.

Head of state season.

The so-called head of state, the traditional festival of the human race, also known as the "Spring Festival", is the first year of the year. The annual festival in the traditional sense evolved from the sacrifice of praying for the new year at the beginning of the year in ancient times.

All things are based on the sky, and people are based on the ancestors. Praying for the new year and offering sacrifices, worshiping the heavens and the ancestors, repaying the origin and reversing the beginning.

Ordinary heads of state once a year, monks live a long life, and heads of state once every fifty years. roundabout

Upside down mountain, green peak.

There are lights and festoons everywhere.

Inside the wooden building.

Many people sat in a group, and a large pot was placed on the stove in the middle, bubbling and bubbling.

There are many exquisite plates on the table, which contain various monster meat and spiritual plants.

From time to time, someone picks up a piece of cut monster meat, puts it into the pot to soak in water for a while, then quickly fishes it out, then puts it in a bowl with various seasonings and puts it into the mouth.

This is the "hot pot" invented by Lu Qingshan, the patriarch of the Sword Sect. Because of his influence, it has already become popular in the world. roundabout

Beside the hot pot, there are many people sitting around.

Among them is Lu Qingshan, the master of the Sword Sect.

On Lu Qingshan's left are Ji Chuan, Qiu Shiyin, Ji Hanxing, Ji Banyue, Mo Yan, Lin Yao, and Zang Xiaojian.

On the right are Xia Daoyun, Qin Yitian, Gu Yiyi, Lin Chuyi, and Lin Shiwu.

Beside Gu Yiyi's little hand, there is also a mouse who claims to be the king.

Ji Hanxing and Ji Banyue are twin daughters born to Ji Chuan and Qiu Shiyin.

Most of the people here are now of extraordinary status and have a lot of affairs on weekdays. It is only on this special day that so many people can gather together. roundabout

"Sect Master Mo, Candle Dragon Palace has become more and more prosperous in recent years, congratulations."

"Master Ji, I heard that Haoran Peak's main cultivation base has recovered very quickly, and your two daughters are even more talented. This is even more worthy of congratulations, and it should be clear."

"I just don't know if Master Ji became the Sword Immortal first, or if Master Haoran came from behind."

"Maybe I'm the fastest."

"Haha, it's not impossible. Lord Little Sword Peak has become more and more powerful in recent years."

"Guanzhu Lin, speaking of this, I have to say that your cultivation speed is really not good. As the dignified Guanzhu of Tianji, you haven't reached the eighth level yet..."

The cups and cups were intertwined, and the atmosphere was so hot that no one could tell who was talking to whom. roundabout

After several rounds of eating, it was finally time to finish.

As the hosts, Lu Qingshan and Xia Daoyun went out to see off the guests.

After seeing off all the guests, the two stood on the top of the mountain, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com saw half of Jianzong.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the breeze blows the leaves.

At that time, Xia Daoyun suddenly asked: "If there is no me, the two of them, who would you choose?"

After Lu Qingshan thought for a while, he said without hesitation: "Choose you."

"I mean, without me."

Lu Qingshan hummed, and stretched out his arms to hold her in his arms.

"Then it's your choice."

Xia Daoyun was slightly ashamed, but he felt full of joy, and whispered: "Compared to them, don't you think being with me is boring?"

She doesn't like to talk, she doesn't like to talk, she rarely smiles, and her status as an empress is so precious that people dare not get close to her. Others think that she is superior and difficult to get in touch with.

boring?

How could it be.

Lu Qingshan smiled without saying a word. roundabout

After getting married, he was surprised to find that Xia Daoyun, who had always been as cold as a snow lotus, was not only not rigid, but even obedient in some places.

Tell her to lie down, and she turns over with her eyes closed.

Asked her to sit, she covered her face and sat on it without saying a word.

Even Xia Daoyun did some shameless gestures that should only have been done in his previous life, his eyes widened and he did it without saying a word.

Lu Qingshan heard that before getting married, Xia Daoyun specially invited several Taoist couples of princes and marquises, and asked them about some things.

He vaguely guessed that Xia Daoyun had been misunderstood by those concubines who were concerned about Xia Daoyun's identity and made some vague remarks.

What a wonderful misunderstanding! roundabout

Lu Qingshan picked up Xia Daoyun's catkin and said seriously: "Experiencing new things with old people is very interesting."

"There's a new pose..."

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