Super Elation Under the Sun

Li Fuyao is now out.

However, this time when he left the customs, no one was disturbed. He left the bamboo building under the cliff and went to the bamboo building on the cliff alone. He did not see Master Chen Sheng in the bamboo building.

The sword fairy, who is now unable to move, is not in the building.

Li Fuyao didn’t wait much, his whole body passed away in a flash, and he went somewhere on the mountain.

The current Sword Mountain is much stronger than when it was reopened at the beginning. Many swordsmen have left Sword Mountain after completing their studies to travel the world, but even so, there are at least a thousand people on the Sword Mountain now. Swordsman.

This may be the thousand swordsmen with the highest realm in the entire mountain and river, and even the entire world.

They are all Jianshan disciples.

It is not that there are no other sword sects in the world, but the scale is not comparable to this.

The swordsman in the world is full of swordsmen. This is the sadness of the swordsman line for six thousand years, but now it has become the glory of the swordsman.

Walking around Jianshan, I don’t know how many young disciples I saw, but no one saw Li Fuyao, the sword fairy.

He passed by these disciples. Those disciples didn’t seem to notice, and he didn’t feel anyone passing by.

This is because of Li Fuyao’s sword fairy realm.

More related to his state of mind.

There are no peerless monks in this world than Emperor Wu and Chao Qingqiu. The reason why these two have their current state is related to the breath in their hearts. If there is no such breath, even if they can become the world, they can become one of the most powerful monks in the world. One, it won’t be what it is now.

So when Li Fuyao really got such a breath, even if his realm was not enough now, he was different from ordinary Canghai monks.

Follow the mountain road all the way to the back mountain. The few cave houses between the green mountains and the green water are in the distance. It was originally the cave house where the seniors of Jianshan retreat, but at this moment, they must not be considered as seniors. people.

Far away from those cave houses, there is a bamboo forest. At the front of the bamboo forest is a pavilion.

At this moment, a group of Jianshan disciples gathered in the pavilion.

When Li Fuyao was still a hundred steps away from the pavilion, he stopped, hiding himself in the forest.

The reason why I stopped was because when I was approaching here, I heard one of Jianshan disciples’ explanations about kendo.

That is the most fundamental sentence in the sword scriptures on the mountain, “The path of kendo lies in righteousness.”

But that disciple’s explanation of this sentence is more interesting.

“What is righteousness, I feel that this statement is not for kendo, but for the speaker.”

People must be righteous to face the world. This is the foundation of being a person and the foundation of kendo.

The young disciple who just wore an ordinary moon white swordsman said slowly: “The deceased kendo senior Xi Chunan on the mountain should be the ancestor of many of the brothers present here. The kendo outline that he left on the mountain has ten. A book with a detailed introduction to Kendo, everyone should read it carefully.”

Mention of this plain masked face, I have not even heard of the uncle master several times, many young disciples don’t know who it is.

Fortunately, after the young disciple said the first sentence, he immediately added the latter sentence, “The uncle master is the uncle of Uncle Li, and the uncle of Chen Jianxian.”

“A disciple of a teacher.”

In this way, those disciples could feel that Uncle Shi was indeed an extraordinary person, and then someone asked how the Uncle Shi was killed.

So the topic of kendo disappeared, the young disciple talked about Xi Chunan and Xie Lu and Liu Yibai, and then

There was a sound of lament and sigh.

Everyone said that those uncle masters were born at an untimely time, and if they were now, they would all be sword immortals.

Probably many people in this world are like this. What they can’t do or can’t do by themselves, they always hope and feel that others can do it.

This is normal if you think about it, and everyone does.

This time the kendo discussion under the pavilion was originally organized spontaneously by the three generations of disciples above the sword mountain. They wanted to confirm whether kendo was biased or not, but after this episode, not many people talked about kendo anymore.

After half an hour, everyone dispersed, leaving only one young disciple.

He sat under the pavilion, and the kendo insights he had gained before thinking about it were actually not much, but better than nothing.

This young disciple is called Xu Caomu. He is the most active of the three generations of disciples on the mountain. His realm is not the highest, but he has some ideas about Kendo and dares to implement it.

There are many unconstrained ideas. Not only did they dare to do it, but they also took a lot of students to do it.

This made his master actually feel very melancholy. If it weren’t for the instructor Wu Shanhe had said that it would be fine, I’m afraid this guy would have been caught and locked up long ago.

Thinking of those kendo insights, Xu Caomu was in a good mood, and after that, he even got up and deduced kendo according to the trajectory of the sword energy he had imagined.

In just a moment, there was a big problem in the body.

Sword Qi rushed everywhere in the meridians, almost about to hit the end of the Lingfu.

Fortunately, in the next moment, a white hand was placed on his shoulder. In just a moment, a gentle sword aura stopped those sword auras and returned the sword aura to the spiritual palace again.

The person stood behind Xu Caomu, and his indifferent voice came out, “No matter how many thoughts there are, but there is only one body, it is broken, and it is not easy to walk far in the kendo.”

Hearing this, Xu Caomu thought that this was an elder on the mountain who knew about him a long time ago, but he panted, “Someone has to go and see the new road, so that later generations can have more choices.”

The man smiled and said, “If you continue to do this, maybe you will be gone before this time.”

Xu Caomu turned his head, about to speak, glanced at Li Fuyao’s face, thinking that this senior looked really young, but after a moment, his eyes widened.

“Uncle Li?!”

Many people on the mountain would call Li Fuyao’s Li Jianxian, but many people would choose the more cordial name Li Shishu.

Li Fu waved his hand, motioning not to make too much noise. After he sat down, he looked at this mountain disciple who had never seen him before, and said calmly: “I don’t know how your generation counts, but I just yelled it. It’s no big deal.”

“Xu Caomu, can you learn my sword?”

I didn’t know how many people had called Xu Caomu’s name under the pavilion before. Li Fuyao knew that it was reasonable.

Li Fuyao sat in front of Xu Caomu and asked such a question. It was really surprising. For Xu Caomu, Li Fuyao is a famous and peerless sword fairy in this world. If he learns his sword, he can walk faster. farther.

However, he didn’t think too much, and he already rejected Li Fuyao. Xu Caomu smiled bitterly and said, “Then what did I fiddle with before?”

Li Fuyao also smiled and said, “I just mentioned it casually.”

This time it was Xu Caomu’s turn to have no words.

After a short silence, Xu Caomu asked: “Uncle Master is in retreat, why

Are you out now? “

He didn’t know the situation in the world at this moment.

Li Fuyao said: “My kendo is almost done, I want to do something else afterwards.”

Swordsmanship is perfect, Li Fuyao has spent a lot of thought, and now he has really taken a new path, he has almost no problems in Swordsmanship.

If you want to go to the next level, you need to do something else.

Perhaps it is a reference to time and space to prove Kendo.

Or maybe something else.

But if there is time for him to do these things, I don’t know.

Xu Caomu nodded and said, “Since Uncle Master is here, he should naturally do something else.”

Li Fuyao suddenly asked, “How do you choose when the day comes when you can live or die?”

After a meal, Xu Caomu quickly understood what the question was. He smiled and said, “It will live up to the world.”

Li Fuyao patted his head and looked up at the sky.

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Peach blossoms are full of Shenxieshan.

Dengtianlou was supposed to be the best place to view, but now the woman who can see the peach blossoms is not in Dengtianlou.

Upstairs is a group of young Taoist priests.

The woman is in the back mountain.

She raised a few yellow cranes. At this moment, she threw a basket of small fishes towards the yellow cranes. Watching the yellow cranes vying for the yellow cranes, she also smiled.

Everyone in the world thinks that Yellow Crane is the real thing of the fairy family, but in fact it is no different from the mortal thing.

After feeding the fish, the woman in the white skirt seemed to be tired and she was about to sleep on the stone table, but a young man in a green shirt appeared in the distance.

He was holding a wooden barrel and looked here with a smile on his face.

The woman in the white skirt glanced at him and said nothing.

“When did you think about making these, the peach blossoms are all blooming, have you seen it?”

The young man in the blue shirt said to himself, “Dengtianlou is full of people. You definitely don’t like it, but don’t you like peach blossoms?”

As he spoke, a petal of peach blossoms began to float out of the wooden barrel in his hand, and those peach blossoms quickly flew to the sky, and then fell.

How many peach blossoms can be contained in this barrel, but it is endless.

The woman in the white skirt noticed this, and then said: “You are carrying the lantern, but not the jar.”

The young man in the green shirt said: “Swordsmanship has come to an end. I thought about something else. I went to the river once and found that I can also use a jar to fill some water.”

The woman in the white skirt nodded and said, “Not bad.”

“How does that tree look like.”

The woman in the white skirt asked casually: “Should be pretty good, right?”

The young man in the green shirt nodded and said, “Where is your yellow crane, right?”

The woman in the white skirt did not answer him.

The young man in Qingshan didn’t feel embarrassed either, and continued: “I realized after thinking about it. When I deliberately didn’t go to see the mountain, although the mountain was still there, I was still sorry for the mountain.”

The woman in the white skirt glanced at him, “It’s not good to make a roundabout.”

“I’m timid, you don’t know.”

The woman in the white skirt uttered, and then said in the same tone: “It hasn’t been changed yet.”

The young man in Qingshan said, “It can’t change.”

This time the woman in the white skirt didn’t say these things, but raised her head and said, “The gap is getting bigger and bigger.”