The more I think about it, the angrier I get, the more I think about it when I step back, the more I lose.
Chen Qingshan, who was supposed to go north, returned with Zhang Lizi and the follower from the East China Sea.
Then he stopped in the Liuyun Mountains.
For practitioners, nature is the same everywhere, it is nothing more than practicing, and then looking at mountains, water, and wind and rain.
After Zhang Lizi's incident with Chen Qingshan that day, Zhang Lizi gradually accepted that he was already a practitioner. At this time, he no longer had so much fear and followed Chen Qingshan quietly. Stayed in the Liuyun Mountains.
If it were any other human girl, walking in the green mountains like this, she would definitely be running around happily.
It's a pity that although the little girl Zhang Lizi is from the city and not from the countryside, Shanyue City is surrounded by mountains. She has seen all kinds of mountains and moons, and there is not much novelty about these green mountains, clouds and cliffs. .
Zhang Lizi was naturally very curious as to why Chen Qingshan suddenly returned to the Liuyun Mountains.
As for the green peppers.
This woman who had a deep hatred for Chen Qingshan would not ask. She wished that this Taoist would lose his head and lose his mind and go to the Liuyun Sword Sect to die, and then be beaten to death so that she could take advantage.
After spending some time in the mountains covered with clouds and mist all day long, Zhang Lizi, who had been stuck in the Qi-sensing stage, finally decided to take a break.
So he left the cave in the mountain and walked outside.
Chen Qingshan was sitting on the edge of the cliff, leaning on a rock. Qingjiao was still tempering his sword intent not far away - even though Zhang Lizi felt that this woman might not have any chance of revenge in her life. But she still diligently prepared to kill Chen Qingshan every day.
Zhang Lizi glanced at the woman not far away, and she accepted such a strange combination.
It seems that Chen Qingshan would not be Chen Qingshan without the woman in red who is always thinking about seeking revenge.
After taking a look, Zhang Lizi walked towards Chen Qingshan and sat down quietly and obediently aside.
Chen Qingshan is naturally gentle and peaceful most of the time. After knowing that this extremely high-level Taoist is still short-sighted, Zhang Lizi sometimes even thinks that he is a bit dull.
Like now.
This young man in black robes sat on the edge of the cliff, leaning against the rocks with his head tilted. His legs were crossed and hanging on the mossy cliff, swaying slightly like two monkey tails blown by the wind.
It seemed that he was looking at the misty green mountains outside the cliff seriously.
But Zhang Lizi took a look and saw that there was no Dao Wen in this Taoist's eyes.
Then the little girl from Shanyue City understood that he was just in a daze.
After a long time, Chen Qingshan turned his head, looked at Zhang Lizi who sat down beside him, and said curiously: "Why don't you practice anymore?"
Zhang Lizi tilted her head and thought for a while, then said, "I feel like it's playing hide and seek with me."
It naturally refers to the vitality of heaven and earth.
"It's like sometimes having a very good dream, but after waking up from the dream, I can't remember anything, but I can still feel the afterglow of that beautiful dream... Well, like Kiriya Like the wind.”
Chen Qingshan turned his head and said calmly: "It is like fog and wind. It is unpredictable because you don't have enough affinity with it."
Zhang Lizi nodded thoughtfully, and then asked: "Is there any way?"
Chen Qingshan said calmly: "There is no way, it's natural."
Zhang Lizi lowered his head in disappointment, probably a little frustrated. He lowered his head for a long time before finally putting aside those emotions, looking at Chen Qingshan and asked curiously: "What was Master like back then?"
Chen Qingshan tilted his head and thought for a while, then said: "It's too long ago, and it's probably very simple and easy. There's nothing memorable about it."
Zhang Lizi was obviously envious.
She naturally knew that her master was a rare genius in the world.
There were so many sword cultivators who attacked and killed them together, but almost all of them were happily sent away by the master.
It is natural that such a young man cannot have dull qualifications.
Chen Qingshan turned around and saw the envious light in Zhang Lizi's eyes, and raised his hand to touch her head.
"Why does it need light green and deep red? It is naturally the best among flowers. You don't have to envy me. If you were very talented, you wouldn't be my disciple."
Chen Qingshan did not speak clearly.
Although the world doesn't know exactly what kind of place He Zong is, they can naturally make some guesses.
It's just that maybe such words are still a little hurtful after all.
Just like the teacher sincerely comforting his students - don't be depressed, I am very good at teaching poor students.
Whether this kind of words is comforting or not, I can only say that it is a little but not much.
So Zhang Lizi lowered his head again with some lamentation.
The mountain wind blows and the mist rises gently. When Zhang Lizi sees the clouds and mist among the rolling green mountains, his mood becomes better again.
I don’t want to be so up and down either.
But who calls me a dishonest dog?
The reason why Zhang Lizi is in a good mood is because she is among these cloud cliffs and green mountains, and feels that she is one step closer to an immortal.
The affairs of the gods in the world are nothing more than looking at mountains and rivers.
Zhang Lizi held her chin and stared for a long time, then glanced at the woman in red who was as quiet as a sculpture from beginning to end, with only many flowing swords.
"Is her sword intent getting more and more powerful?"
Although Zhang Lizi is still trying to figure out the sense of Qi, she is finally able to see many things more closely, and naturally knows more.
Chen Qingshan turned to look at Qingjiao and nodded casually.
"I've probably overcome some of my fears and am about to enter the Green Lotus Realm in the human world again. But that's it."
For the world, what is the Green Lotus Realm in the human world?
He was probably the Sword Immortal. The cold light came and went, leaving no trace in the world.
But for Chen Qingshan, it is indeed like that.
After all, he is not a rookie.
Zhang Lizi silently thought about how far away the Green Lotus Realm was.
I am still feeling the Qi, but I still need to enter the body, then move around the sky, finally see the mountains and enter the Tao, then know the water, go out of the customs, listen to the wind, watch the rain, walk on the snow and look for plum blossoms, and finally start climbing the stairs.
If he were a normal sword cultivator, at that time, the vitality in his body would be enough to cultivate some sword intent close to the Qinglian realm.
Indeed nothing more than that.
Zhang Mengmen thought so.
So she changed the subject.
"What are we waiting for here?"
The topic changed suddenly.
It's just that for people like Chen Qingshan, he can catch you no matter how abruptly you turn, and he won't be silent there.
"Yes, because the more I think about it, the angrier I get, and the more I think about it when I step back, the more I lose."
Chen Qingshan sat there calmly, looking at a certain sword sect hidden in the clouds in the distance.
"Since Liuyun Sword Sect dares to do it, then we must dare to face it."
Zhang Lizi turned back to look at his master. This young man from the Mountain and River Guanhe Sect said very calmly: "So I want to see which unlucky guy is so unlucky to meet me."
During that spring rain in Xishan, most of the sword cultivators came from the Liuyun Sword Sect.
Zhang Lizi was silent for a while, and then asked hesitantly: "What if we find the wrong person?"
Chen Qingshan smiled slightly.
"That's why he's called the unlucky guy."
The unlucky guy means that I found the wrong person, and that can only be your bad luck.
Zhang Lizi was speechless.
After a long time, the little girl said softly, "We are killing in Liuyun Sword Sect's territory...to take revenge. Aren't we afraid that Liuyun Sword Sect will cause trouble for us? Or are they afraid of Shanheguan?"
Chen Qingshan thought for a while and said calmly: "Of course we are afraid, we are afraid, and they are afraid too. But as long as we do not step into the scope of Liuyun Sword Sect, there is nothing they can do."
The Taoist of Shanhe Temple said slowly: "After all, there is no law in the world. Taoists of Shanhe Temple cannot look at the mountains at the gate of Liuyun Sword Sect."
"If it is true, it doesn't matter. Everyone knows that our He Zong people are not very smart."
As Chen Qingshan said, he suddenly looked under the cloud cliff, and then smiled softly.
"It seems we were lucky and didn't encounter any unlucky people."
Zhang Lizi tilted her head and wondered what this meant?
Could it be that you met the right person at the right time?
Zhang Lizi was about to turn around and ask Chen Qingshan, but found that the Taoist beside him had already disappeared on the cloud cliff.
The next moment, an extremely gloomy voice sounded with anger in Qingshan.
"Chen Qingshan!"
Zhang Lizi was startled and looked down the cliff.
However, the clouds and mist below the cliff made it difficult to see anything clearly, except for the faint sound of the sword being unsheathed.
Then there was a muffled sound.
It was like someone had smashed into the mountain.
Zhang Lizi didn't dare to look too far. After all, he was just a sense of energy, not a true practitioner with the power to control the air.
Even if you are a Taoist, on such a high mountain, you may fall down and be smashed into a ball of mud.
So the little girl from Shanyue City hesitated a little, pulled her legs back, and then lay down on the grass and moss on the edge of the cliff, leaning on the cliff wall and looking down.
The cliffs are mottled, the rocks are dark, and there are occasional ivy hanging down, but they are also lost in the clouds and mist.
The sea of clouds is surging, and countless vitality of heaven and earth are gathering below, like some crazy vortex storms, making everything uneasy.
Countless birds flew up from under the sea of clouds and flew straight into the dusk clouds, knocking off the little girl's feathers.
Under the clouds and mist, the sword kept ringing, and Zhang Lizi felt like she could faintly hear the ringing of some bells.
The little girl felt a little uneasy.
Although she couldn't see anything, it was obvious that what Chen Qingshan met was not that follower.
But when she was thinking about the sword cultivator from the East China Sea, the man in red had stopped refining his sword intent at some point and stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the battle under the cliff with a solemn expression.
Green Pepper might not be able to see clearly what’s going on below.
However, as a cultivator in the small realm, he can naturally discern many things from the fluctuations of the vitality of heaven and earth.
Or perhaps, the sound of cold bells among the clanging swords already explained something in itself.
The setting sun is chilling, and the fallen leaves are chilling.
These are two extremely famous Dao realm killer sword cultivators from Liuyun Sword Sect Ye Yuya.
Zhang Lizi raised her head and glanced at Donghai Sword Cultivator, who was dressed in red clothes in the spring breeze. Seeing the solemn look on her face, she felt a little more uneasy. After a little hesitation, she asked softly: "How's it going down there? ?”
Qingjiao turned her head and glanced at Zhang Lizi. She was silent for a while, then turned back and said calmly: "Your master can't lose."
Zhang Lizi breathed a sigh of relief.
However, at the next moment, the little girl from Shanyue City turned around and saw a black-robed swordsman standing in the clouds and mist in front of her, holding a bloody sword and looking extremely embarrassed.
Zhang Lizi's face turned pale instantly.
Even Qingjiao stood on the edge of the cliff with his sword across the edge, all his sword intent overflowing, looking at the Liuyun sword cultivator with great vigilance.
Then under the clouds and mist, Chen Qingshan's figure suddenly appeared, pointing in front of him, and golden light Dao Wen emerged from under the clouds and mist like thousands of frightened birds.
Ye Hanzhong's figure only appeared for a moment, and then slashed away the Dao Wen with a sword, but without hesitation, he directly ignited the divine sea and disappeared among the cliffs.
"I am not your opponent, Chen Qingshan."
Ye Hanzhong's voice fell indifferently in the clouds and mist of the green mountains.
But the next sentence made the Taoist who had already planned not to pursue him suddenly look at Liuyun Sword Sect.
"But you have a weakness."
Zhang Lizi lay there with a pale face.
Chen Qingshan squinted his eyes and looked at the sword light that ignited the divine sea as it escaped back to the Liuyun Sword Sect. He probably had some thoughts of entering the Liuyun Sword Sect.
But it finally calmed down slowly.
Even Li Shanhe might not dare to go up the mountain to kill people, let alone Chen Qingshan.
Chen Yunxi, one of the three swordsmen in the ancient world who has lived from the Qingyi era to the present, does have a great deterrent effect on the current world.
Qingjiao, a swordsman in red from the East China Sea, withdrew his sword, looked at Chen Qingshan with a sneer and said, "It seems you shot yourself in the foot."
Not everyone is like Han Chan, like Qingjiao and the others, one is one, two is two.
There are always some lonely and desperate people, such as Ye Hanzhong.
Chen Qingshan calmly dissipated his Dao charm and landed on the cloud cliff. He looked at Zhang Lizi who was lying on the edge of the cliff and had not yet recovered, and then looked at Qingjiao who was very happy to hear about such things.
"It doesn't matter."
Chen Qingshan said lightly.
"I will wait here. It is best for him, Ye Hanzhong, never to leave Liuyun Sword Sect for the rest of his life."
Qingjiao fell silent.
"Are you serious?"
Chen Qingshan sat down on the edge of the cliff and calmed down the surging divine sea.
"Of course I'm serious."
Zhang Lizi also looked at his master blankly.
"Brothers and brothers in Guanli are respectful, how can anyone be happy in the green mountains of the world?"
Chen Qingshan closed his eyes.
Regarding the matter of accepting Zhang Lizi, if you need a sense of ceremony, it is naturally better to look back.
But not going back is naturally not a big deal.
They, who are restless in their views of mountains and rivers, rarely stay in the view.
The last time I looked back, it was because Zhang Xiaoyu wanted to compete with Li Shi.
...
Ye Hanzhong kept coughing up blood, holding his sword and walking on the sword path of Liuyun Sword Sect with blood all over his body.
Sword cultivation that ignites the divine sea is undoubtedly the fastest way to walk in the world.
But the price is naturally very high.
The vitality of heaven and earth is burning violently in the divine sea, which will naturally bring about great consumption and damage of vitality.
It's just that Ye Hanzhong suffered some injuries when facing Qing Xiang. Even if Chen Qingshan also suffered some injuries, he was still no match. Naturally, he could only ignite the divine sea and escape.
The only good thing is that this is in the Liuyun Mountains.
Otherwise, Ye Hanzhong may have to pay a higher price.
The killer of the Liuyun Sword Sect no longer had the aura he had when he was wielding his sword in the wind and snow in the streets while the cold bells were ringing, and he was dragging his sword along the sword path rather bleakly.
Having entered the category of Liuyun Sword Sect, Ye Hanzhong naturally did not continue to consume the vitality in the divine sea. He walked slowly, and after a long time, he finally reached the position of Fuyuntai.
The disciples who were patrolling the mountain beside Fuyuntai suddenly saw such a figure and were startled. The sword in their hands was instantly drawn out, but the sword came out, but there was no chance to send it out.
Because the sword sheath in the hands of the bloody figure was already pressed against his throat.
Only then did the patrolling disciple see the face of the sword cultivator clearly.
But it was Ye Hanzhong from Yeyuya.
He put down the sword in his hand very carefully, not daring to swallow his saliva, and said very cautiously: "Senior Brother Ye..."
Ye Hanzhong lowered his sword, but he did not look at the disciple in front of him, but looked up at the top of the white stone sword path.
There stood a sword cultivator wearing three layers of clothes.
There are two swords on his back, one is the sword worn by an outer disciple of Liuyun Sword Sect, and the other is a sword with the word "senior brother" engraved on it.
It was Chen Huaifeng who left Yeyu Cliff.
The two stood there quietly looking at each other.
The mountain patrol disciple silently stepped aside, but he also saw Chen Huaifeng standing on the edge of the clouds and mist above the sword path.
The mountain patrol disciple thought, what does this mean?
Faced with such a confrontation between two great sword cultivators, the young sword cultivator in the enlightened realm was naturally extremely frightened.
It was very uncomfortable to stand there blankly, but I wanted to leave but was afraid of surprising the two bosses.
Fortunately, this new disciple of Liuyun Sword Sect from Qingtian Dao opened his mouth to break the suffocating silence.
"Senior Brother Ye doesn't look like a good person."
Although Chen Huaifeng did not know Ye Hanzhong, he heard the sound of a bell the moment the patrolling disciple drew his sword and the black-robed swordsman covered in blood raised his sword.
The fallen leaves are cold.
Naturally, he is not an unknown person.
Ye Hanzhong stood up straight with his sword in hand, his black robe fluttering in the wind again.
Chen Huaifeng is tall, and Ye Hanzhong is naturally the same, otherwise he would not be able to afford such a large black robe, which makes people feel depressed at a glance.
Ye Hanzhong raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corners of his lips, then looked at Chen Huaifeng's Liuyun Jianxiu clothes, and said lightly: "You, Chen Huaifeng, may not be worthy of the title of senior brother."
Chen Huaifeng said calmly: "Of course I can't afford it. I have done too many wrong things, but I am working hard to become a qualified senior brother."
As this outer disciple of Liuyun Sword Sect said, he looked deeply at Ye Hanzhong, who was walking with blood all the way up the sword path.
"But have you, Ye Hanzhong, ever thought about being a good person?"
Ye Hanzhong walked upwards calmly.
"No."
Chen Huaifeng went down.
The two passed each other.
"I see."
Chen Huaifeng said calmly.
