The fight between two cultivators at the same stage by the river finally ended with the gifted Dao cultivator, Ye Shengge’s killing the man holding an umbrella there.
It took Ye Shengge most of her treasures to handle the Ghostly Talisman left by Sage Chen. After using the painting, Ye Shengge also wielded several moderate-class magic tools to stop the Ghostly Talisman. In the end, before the man was seriously beaten to vomiting blood, he even had felt pretty certain about his victory today. After being defeated, he appeared delirious. He even went mad when he was stabbed through his heart by Ye Shengge with the talisman sword.
His corpse was thrown into the river and became the food of fishes and shrimps. He didn’t come to a good end but it was better than having no remains. Ye Shengge who scraped a narrow victory looked pale and even had a hole in her heart, which was caused by the last blow of the Ghostly Talisman before it disappeared. As a result, all
Perhaps that gifted Dao cultivator had known from experience if the world under the mountain was dangerous or whether the people were evil or if the life in the world was difficult, but Li Fuyao didn’t have the deep feelings. Contrary to Ye Shengge, Li Fuyao probably thought the life at the foot of the mountain was the toughest.In late spring, he climbed Sword Mountain but didn’t reach the top on time, so he started to practice swordsmanship at the foot of the mountain. Time passed quickly and it was already late winter. After several heavy snowfalls, they would welcome the spring next year. He learnt swordsmanship from Chen Sheng in late autumn last year, and he officially started to practice swordsmanship then. After more than one year, he still hadn’t entered the third stage of swordsmen. He was still at the second stage. Although the road of swordsmanship was much more difficult to walk on than the other ways, anyway, cultivating was a process from shallow to deep,
The three people from the shabby temple at the foot of Sword Mountain had their own thoughts, but in the end, since Xie Lu said that, Liu Yibai didn’t want to say anything. He was carefree and didn’t mind anything, and he just followed his heart to promote his stage. Since Xie Lu made the decision, he wouldn’t say more.So after the three made the decision, Xie Lu got up and returned to the shabby temple, unwilling to get involved in this matter. At the same time, Liu Yibai looked at Xian Chunan with a smile and murmured, “Xian, you are our senior fellow apprentice, and you need to do this job. We don’t know if it is a nice thing. Anyway, if there is something wrong in the end, Chen Sheng wouldn’t dare to stab Xie Lu, so when he wants to vent his anger, he would come to you.”Xian Chunan laughed helplessly and didn’t say more. He just went to the path to the mountaintop alone. After Li Fuyao went down the mountain, Xian Chunan talked about this matter with
After Li Fuyao went to the bottom of the cliff along the mountain stones behind the shabby temple, Xie Lu held her sword and returned to the temple. Seeing Liu Yibai who lifted a pot of liquor and drank alone in front of the statues, Xie Lu kept silent. She almost had never drunk but brought a pot of liquor under the table and wiped away the dust on it. She blushed after taking a sip. She didn’t want to talk but just drank the liquor with small sips.The temple was full of aroma of liquor. The more Liu Yibai drank, the clearer his eyes were. He wasn’t drunk at all. In the end, this swordsman at the Dawning Stage had a lot of sword Qi, which made the shabby temple shaky with dust falling.But in the end, it returned peaceful and nothing unusual could be seen.When Xian Chunan walked into the shabby temple, nobody knew how much the two had drunk. The senior fellow apprentice found a spot and sat on the floor, smiling peacefully. “They still can’t
The forceful head-on blow of the old master from Sword Mountain didn’t make the old Confucian scholar with a book box on his back feel scared at all. This old scholar who didn’t read many books but had walked ten thousand miles looked at the old master with powerful sword Qi and shouted, “Xu Ji, what’s wrong? The stab that year didn’t injure your foundation? Now you still have power to show off in front of me, a powerless scholar?”The old master who was called Xu Ji looked at this old Confucian scholar who he had known many years ago and frowned. “Old guy, you are incapable, but you like to reason with others. What? You are still alive after so many years? You haven’t been killed?”The old Confucian scholar looked up and laughed. “I, Du Yuanyou, have walked a long way in this life and spoke out many reasons. Who isn’t convinced by me after listening to me reasoning? How can they want to kill me? But you, old man, you are outwardly strong but inwardly weak.
There were swords under the cliff.It was unnecessary to say more or think more. When Li Fuyao finally came to the bottom of the cliff along the mountain stones step by step, he felt the fierce sword Qi first.Although the sword Qi was fierce, he felt there were differences. It must be because many wisps of the sword Qi was mixed. Otherwise, it wouldn’t make Li Fuyao have different feelings.Li Fuyao turned pale and leaned against a huge rock. He stood still and pressed the wooden sword on his waist. When he looked at the riprap and weeds in the front, his face was solemn.Before he went down the cliff, the masters had told him that there was a Sword Immortal’s among the swords under the cliff, although the others were uncertain. The Sword Immortal was known because his sword Qi was the most powerful in the world those years. When he unsheathed his sword, the sword Qi was as long as several thousand miles. Many swordsmen regarded h
Li Fuyao didn’t know what was going on. Seeing that the sword came to stab him, he was at a loss for a short while. Then he drew the wooden sword on his waist soon. With the sword in front of his chest horizontally, he uplifted it and made the coming sword No Return fly away. Then he stabbed its blade with his sword to make the former shaky, as if it were drunk.Li Fuyao walked a few steps backward. Looking at this strange sword, he was not much surprised. Before he walked out of Baiyu Town, he saw that Chen Sheng grabbed the Baiyu Sword in Baiyu River. That sword even turned into a big white fish, and it was much more terrifying than this sword with rust all over.However, the sword didn’t give up. After it failed in stabbing Li Fuyao, it didn’t shrink back but rallied and then tried to stab again. Li Fuyao leaned and avoided it, and the wooden sword patted that sword’s blade, with a slight sound. Then he wanted to reach out his hand to grab this sword’s h
The man dressed in a grey robe walked out of the bamboo cottage and caused such a strange scene. Nobody knew how many swords there were at the bottom of the cliff or where exactly they were, but at the moment, sword chirps appeared one after another, as if the officials at the imperial court saw the emperor and paid respect. Li Fuyao even noticed many emotions in the sword chirps, but no matter what the emotions were, the sounds appeared because of this man in grey.When Li Fuyao saw this young man for the first time who was dressed in a grey robe and standing straight, he was stunned. It was different from when he saw Chao Qingqiu’s sword Qi for the first time. At that time, when he saw Chao Fengchen and imagined that he cut the rivers, stars and great demons with his sword, he saw Chao Qingqiu, but now when he saw this man in grey, he didn’t have that feeling at all. He just simply thought that the man in grey was a sword with sword Qi dashing to the sky.
Li Fuyao walked around the bamboo cottage and then came to the back, to see a path made of bluestone leading to the distance. He looked cold and felt a piercing chill while walking on the bluestone path. Although he thought it was sword Qi, it was colder than before, and it was like a gust of cold wind, with some resentment.The countless broken swords under the cliff on Sword Mountain and the sword grave achieved the same result by different methods, but most of the broken swords under the cliff had been ruined by the demonic cultivators, and there were resentment and restlessness on the blades. After they fell off the cliff, the man dressed in a grey robe gathered them here. As time went by, it became a sword forest. There was no so much sword Qi inside as that in front of the bamboo cottage, but when he walked in it, it influenced the mind of sword greatly. Some people with no firm will might die here.Li Fuyao walked slowly along this bluestone path. Ev