Originally traveling together, Xu Yan's three soldiers were approaching Tingchao Pavilion.
They all looked up at the sky, watching the giant sword crash into the sky with surprise.
It's like a big hole has been opened in the sky.
Thousands of rays of light shine through the big hole in the clouds and shine directly in front of Tingchao Pavilion.
If Li Yishan were here.
You will be amazed!
This scene is so similar to the scene one night on the eve of Wu Changqing's enlightenment five years ago, when the moonlight was like a pillar, shining on the Tingchao Pavilion!
"It seems like it's better to come sooner than later."
"The young prince's incredible qualifications are indeed not just bragging."
Xu Yanbing looked at the Tingchao Pavilion, which was illuminated by the glow of the sun and looked like a capital palace.
His eyes kept emerging with divine light.
"Qing'er actually used only two days to completely refine the sword intent of my half-step sword immortal."
"In addition to Qing'er's incredible talent, this is more due to the certain state of mind he already possesses."
"It's so rare to have a calm state of mind that can easily accept some changes."
Wu Su couldn't help but smile.
His eyes were filled with brilliance.
Far away in a private courtyard somewhere, Chen Zhibao, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, suddenly opened his eyes.
Then the plum wine stuck on the ground next to her began to tremble uncontrollably.
He immediately stopped sitting and waiting for death, holding a spear in his hand, and immediately rushed away.
Listen to the tide under the pavilion.
The one-armed old man whose dream has been disturbed like this for a long time.
His eyes suddenly widened.
Stand up confidently.
"The posture of a swordsman?"
"The guy who used to live on the upper floor turned out not to be an immortal."
"He's just a child who has just grown up?"
Li Chungang was shaken.
Compared to five years ago, I felt the atmosphere of heaven and earth that was like becoming an immortal.
At this time, the scene of the Sword Immortal erupted from the upper level, as if a sword fetus was born, and purple energy came from the east.
He still couldn't find out what age or cultivation level that person was.
Cultivation is vague for now.
But his age was clearly known to him, and he was only thirteen or fourteen years old at most.
At this moment, Li Chungang's heart, which had been silent for a long time, was already ready to move.
"What a naturally acquired sword embryo."
"This is like a beautiful jade that has just been born."
"You can't blame me for being eager to carve it myself."
"Anyone who is a great swordsman in the world would not be able to bear it."
Li Chungang muttered something.
The one arm was tapping restlessly on his knee.
At this moment, he had an urgent desire to recruit a disciple, and wanted to teach the swordsmanship he had accumulated throughout his life to his disciples.
…
The birth of Wu Changqing's perfect natural sword embryo made Li Chungang ready to take action.
In the entire Liyang Jianghu, everyone who climbed to the top of martial arts with swordsmanship looked towards Beiliang with gleaming eyes.
Somewhere in the peach blossom forest in Liyang.
A child is choosing peach branches for his master that are more suitable to replace the sword blade.
But the contemporary sword god with a complacent expression was sitting comfortably on the donkey.
Feel all the beauty in this world.
But at this time.
Hailed by the world as the new sword god after Li Chungang, Deng Tai'a, the flower-choked sword god, suddenly turned his head and looked to the northwest.
Countless sword lights suddenly appeared in his eyes.
"Hiss, there are actually people in this world who can develop a perfect sword embryo."
"This is a fine piece of jade."
Deng Tai'a was amazed.
The half-cut peach tree branch in his hand was actually a little ready to move.
"I miss you. Let's go to Beiliang."
Deng Tai'a gathered his thoughts, glanced at the young man who was still concentrating on selecting peach blossom branches, and said in a deep voice.
"Here you come, sir."
When the young man heard this, he immediately became energetic and immediately followed his master.
…
Outside Tai'an City.
There is no place in the bamboo forest where there are few people and even animals rarely appear.
There is a small bamboo house.
Outside the bamboo house, a girl wearing a hairpin and holding a huge sunflower was teasing the huge panda in front of her.
And inside the bamboo house.
Two old men with white hair were sitting opposite each other, teasing each other.
But at this time.
The one-armed old man drank the wine in one gulp, then stood up and walked out of the house in a hurry.
"That's too late."
"Deng Tai'a is already one step ahead and heading towards Beiliang."
"In terms of speed, can you beat him?"
Another old man holding a book in his hand and twirling his beard suddenly said in a deep voice.
"How can I fly with a sword and not be as good as Mrs. Deng?"
The one-armed old man who had exchanged arms with Li Chungang at the foot of Longhu Mountain suddenly turned around and blew his beard and glared.
"Not only Deng Tai'a, Cao Changqing, and Wang Xianzhi are also interested in accepting disciples."
"The divine weapons in the world can only be obtained by those who are capable."
"That piece of jade is even more so."
"Your chances are too slim."
Huang Longshi, who was known as the three great demons of the Spring and Autumn Period together with the human cat Handiao Temple and the human slaughterer Xu Xiao, spoke again unhurriedly.
He is known as the best strategist in the world.
He has long had the ability to step into the shoes of a Confucian sage, but he is willing to remain stagnant in the sky for more than ten years.
The Confucian luck he possesses enables him to know the major events in the world even if he does not see them with his own eyes.
He said that the one-armed old man had little hope, so he would never go wrong.
The one-armed old man is also a swordsman named Sui Xiegu.
It’s just that the world has long forgotten his name, they only know that he has the title of Sword-eating Ancestor.
Sui Xiegu heard what Huang Longshi said.
But he didn't take it seriously at all.
"Every opportunity is earned by oneself, not to mention meeting such a junior who can perfectly inherit what I have learned throughout my life."
"It's a once-in-a-century event."
"How could I let this opportunity go?"
Sui Xiegu snorted coldly.
The one-armed sword pointed straight at the sky.
In the originally silent bamboo forest.
Sections of the bamboo poles were broken inch by inch, as if they had turned into countless emerald green flying swords, flying towards Beiliang.
And he tiptoed lightly.
The whole person jumped onto a section of green bamboo and ran towards Beiliang together.
…
A certain old monster from Emperor Wu City in the East China Sea also left the city quietly, unknown to the world.
Wu Changqing didn't know that Wu Changqing had attracted all the giants of swordsmanship in the world to come to Beiliang because of his perfect gestation of an acquired sword embryo.
Then he slowly opened his eyes with satisfaction.
Panlong's yin-yang eyes appeared in his eyes.
Under the influence of the special power, he could clearly see that his whole body was filled with countless subtle sword intentions.
Each sword intention is enough to cut through steel!
If all the sword intent in his body were slashed out at the same time, he could not estimate the destructive power it would cause.
Just at this time.
Hearing a special breath coming slowly from outside the Chao Pavilion, he couldn't help but raise his eyes.
"As expected, someone gave me a pillow when I was sleepy."
He smiled and stood up slowly.
He pushed open the door of Tingchao Pavilion and saw that he had already lifted an ordinary spear.
Waiting for the man in linen outside the Tingchao Pavilion.
"Soldiers from Xuyan, Northern Liang, please give me some advice from the young prince!"
Xu Yanbing looked at the boy who was no longer the childish boy he was back then.
His body and mind trembled, and the fighting spirit in his eyes flourished.
