A hundred miles to the west from Jianya, there is a green mountain covered with Jianzong.
Because of the battle between Cong Ren and Shen He in March, in this sword sect today, there are often many sword intentions left in the many mountains and rivers.
This may indeed be a good thing.
After all, the remaining artistic conceptions of two such sword cultivators naturally play a great role in tempering the sword intent of these sword cultivators.
But probably the current Donghai Sword Sect has no intention of looking for those sword intentions scattered in the green mountains to refine their swords and intentions.
The sword of the swordsman named Zhang Xiaoyu has been wandering in the East China Sea for a long time.
The world's attention is often attracted by stories about the south, but they may have forgotten that the East China Sea is also a land of rare peace.
No one in the world knows about Chen Qingshan’s arrival in the East China Sea.
So when a young man who always squints his eyes and wears black clothes is walking by the big river holding a book, some sword cultivators who meet occasionally on the road probably just think that he is a scholar, not a scholar. Taoist.
Naturally, let alone contacting Chen Qingshan, the Mountain and River View disciple.
After all, everyone knew that Shanhe Temple had offended Liuyun Sword Sect, and there seemed to be no reason for such a Taoist to come to the East China Sea.
The big river is called Tongtian River, but it probably doesn't reach the sky. It only spans half of the human world. The Nanyi River is a tributary of such a huge river in the middle of Huai'an.
The entire East China Sea Sword Sect is built on the green mountains, but it is also built around the river. That's why there are sword sects with names like Jingtao and Canglang.
Looking along the section of the river that leads to the high cliff, there are many Jianping pavilions of the Jianzong, as well as many climbing ladders going up the mountain from the river. If Mojian Cliff was not 3,600 feet long, it would probably be placed here, but it would be a bit too crude.
But it is precisely where there are people that they can prosper.
In a cold place like Mojian Cliff, there would naturally be no smoke from people.
When Chen Qingshan squints his eyes, he is naturally different from those who like to smile with squinted eyes. His head will be slightly stretched forward, his expression will be somewhat solemn, and his hands will probably be on his waist.
This is because this Taoist was born with poor eyesight. If there is no Taoism in his eyes, everything he sees will be blurry.
With Chen Qingshan's appearance, few people would associate him with the Taoist priest from the Liuyun Sword Sect who single-handedly pulled out a green mountain and hit people when faced with many sword cultivators.
Chen Qingshan squinted and stared there for a long time, then finally stood up straight, put the book in his hand on his belt, and then leaned down on the edge of the river beach, washing his hands and face.
Coming from afar, it’s naturally dusty.
Chen Qingshan washed his face and felt much better. He took the scroll in his hand again and continued to walk forward slowly.
A little further forward, there was the sound of swords flowing along with the river.
The sound came from the mountains beside the river. It was clear that it had just turned a corner, but it seemed as if it had entered another world.
Chen Qingshan stood there listening to the sound of swords and looking at the scenes of sword lights passing through. For a moment, he didn't know whether to describe it as falling into the secular world or falling into the immortal family.
Many high-level sword cultivators have died in Donghai these days, so the vigilance in this place where sword cultivators gather is quite high.
Chen Qingshan stopped for a while by the river where the sound of swords suddenly sounded, and then there was sword light coming from a nearby mountain.
It was a sword cultivator in his thirties, probably at the beginning of the small path, around the Qinglian realm of Sword Intention in the Human World. He came with a sword, stopped in front of Chen Qingshan, and asked seriously: "Where does this fellow Taoist come from?" ?”
Chen Qingshan was in a daze there, thinking that Zhang Xiaoyu seemed to have beaten the East China Sea Sword Sect a lot more politely.
But this was probably not a very polite behavior. The swordsman frowned, but when he looked at Chen Qingshan's seemingly dull eyes, he didn't feel that he was looking down on him, but he was patient and patient. Asked again.
Chen Qingshan seemed to have come back to his senses. The light in his pupils gradually condensed. He looked at the sword cultivator in front of him curiously and asked, "How do you know that I am a fellow Taoist?"
The sword cultivator glanced at the scroll in Chen Qingshan's hand and said slowly: "Donghai sword cultivator has naturally heard of the name of Hangu Temple Taoist Code World Chapter."
Chen Qingshan was silent, looked down at the book in his hand, sighed softly, and said: "I see."
Although Hangu Temple has disappeared for thousands of years, some Taoist scrolls naturally do not exist. Except for the well-known 'Green Bull' and 'Human World', there are still many ancient scrolls circulating in the Taoist sect, but they are not the original ones. It’s just a rubbing from the human world.
The book in Chen Qingshan's hand is a Taoist scroll that the Taoist picked up from a visit to Guanzong before leaving Shanhe Temple.
After all, the journey is long, and there is always something to look at when sitting on the roadside to rest.
Chen Qingshan put the Tao scroll in his hand into his sleeve, looked at the sword cultivator again, and laughed softly: "I thought you only knew how to talk about swords."
The sword cultivator asked somewhat unclearly: "What sword are you talking about?"
Chen Qingshan smiled slightly and said, "It's nothing."
While the two were talking, the sword cultivator had a stern look on his face and looked back at the sky to the east. High in the sky, a certain sword light came shining brightly, submerged into the green mountains, and returned in an instant.
But probably when I went back, there was a faint red color on those sword lights.
Chen Qingshan raised his head and looked at the sword mark in the sky quietly, then lowered his head, looked at the blood dripping on the back of his hand, and said softly: "Kill a person in ten steps, leave no trace for a thousand miles, whose sword is this?" build?"
The Donghai sword cultivator turned around after a long time, his face was a little stiff, but he still said bravely: "Donghai is holding a sword trial appointment. Someone may have missed it, causing the sword light to go out of control... ..”
Of course Chen Qingshan knew whose sword cultivator that was.
After all, there was no reason why he couldn't recognize his junior brother's sword.
But he probably didn't expect that his casual question would lead to an inexplicable sword trial appointment in Donghai.
But it's probably normal when you think about it. After all, for such a big sword cultivating place to be in such a miserable state by a sword cultivator who was no more than twenty-six years old, it would never sound good if it was revealed.
Even if the world knows it well, you still have to be tough on your words.
This actually reminded Chen Qingshan of the Donghai sword cultivator who stayed in the temple.
Even though he knew he couldn't be killed, he still followed Chen Qingshan for a long time. Isn't this a kind of arrogance?
The sword cultivator probably didn't want to talk about such a thing anymore, so he calmed down his emotions, looked at the Taoist who came from nowhere, and said in a deep voice: "I wonder why you came to the East China Sea Sword Sect?"
Chen Qingshan listened to the solemn meaning in the sword cultivator's words and just smiled and said: "I have a friend who is from your East China Sea Jingtao Sword Sect. I met her at Liuyun Sword Sect a few days ago. She couldn't get away for a while, so she asked me to come to the East China Sea to have a look."
The sword cultivator looked at Chen Qingshan suspiciously.
Chen Qingshan bowed and said sincerely: "Lin Ziguan, Bamboo Branch, Shanyue City, Tianyu Bamboo River, is my cousin."
When you go out, your identity is of course given by yourself.
As for whether Zhuxi has a cousin named Zhuzhi, it probably doesn't matter. After all, both Shanyue City and Lin Ziguan are far away from the East China Sea.
Who among these swordsmen would have nothing to do to inquire about the names of those Taoists who are peaceful in the world?
But the sword cultivator still looked at Chen Qingshan with some suspicion. After a long time, he said, "Just for a look?"
Chen Qingshan said seriously: "If the Donghai Sword Sect is willing to receive us with courtesy, it is not impossible."
The sword cultivator was silent and looked at Chen Qingshan up and down for a long time, then turned and headed towards a nearby Qingshan Sword Sect.
Chen Qingshan looked at the sword cultivator's back and continued to ask seriously: "Isn't it inconvenient?"
The figure of the sword cultivator walking away seemed to raise his hand to hold the sword behind him, and finally put it down silently.
If you ask questions knowingly, you may indeed get beaten easily.
Chen Qingshan held the volume of Tianxia Chapter and read it with a smile for a long time. It was not until the figure of the sword cultivator disappeared among the long steps of the green mountain that he stopped smiling and looked ahead along the river. .
The sword mark left by such a sword still remains in the sky of the East China Sea. The power of the sword in it is something that Chen Qingshan needs to take seriously.
After watching for a long time, Chen Qingshan lowered his head and walked slowly along the river, talking to himself as if sighing.
"Zhang Xiaoyu, Zhang Xiaoyu, did you guess that I came to the East China Sea? Otherwise..."
Otherwise, how could there be such a coincidence that the sword fell towards the East China Sea Sword Sect just when Chen Qingshan came here?
This may indeed be a coincidence, or it may be intentional.
But in short, Chen Qingshan saw Zhang Xiaoyu's first sword attack after entering the sixth stack.
It's amazing.
This made the Taoist's originally somewhat unfocused mind become serious.
It is a shameful thing for a senior brother to come all the way only to be beaten up by his junior brother. No matter how you say it, it is a shameful thing - even though there is already a senior brother in Donghai who has done this.
But the only thing Chen Qingshan and Chen Huaifeng have in common is that they both have the surname Chen.
Chen Qingshan thought melancholy for a long time, and finally let go of these thoughts and continued eastward along the river.
The East China Sea Sword Sect is naturally not the only sword sect that exists along the river.
It's just that many of the sword sects in Qingshan were destroyed by the sword light that fell, and probably only this place still retains the appearance of this sword cultivation place for a thousand and three years.
Of course, these have nothing to do with Chen Qingshan walking along the river.
The name of green pepper is certainly not for nothing.
He is going to the Jingtao Sword Sect.
After all, what Lu Xiaoxiao said back then was indeed correct. Although no one said that the surname should not be Qing, it was just that others called her Qinglian and Qingyi Qingzhu, but the swordsman in red was called Qingjiao, which was a bit unpleasant.
Perhaps green pepper is indeed not named Qing.
...
Zhu Yu is dead, but He Xie is still there.
Jingtao Canglang are both sword sects on the banks of the East China Sea, and the way they practice swordsmanship is quite similar. This has also led to a good relationship between the two.
When the sword fell on the Canglang Sword Sect that day, He Xie used his sword to help.
It's just that they probably didn't think that Zhang Xiaoyu's sword was already so powerful, but He Xie's sword was directly broken by the sword intent. When the sword cultivator realized that something was wrong, he went to Qingshan on the other side of the river with his sword intent. At that time, I discovered that my friend for many years had died under Zhang Xiaoyu's sword.
This was probably the first sword sect leader to die under Zhang Xiaoyu's sword.
At the beginning, the sword cultivator in white was still injured, and Chen Huaifeng also blocked him with his sword. The mountain and river sword that wandered in the sky of the East China Sea did not bring any substantial harm to this land of sword cultivators. .
Until that sword, everything became different.
Such a white-robed swordsman brought increasing pressure to the East China Sea Sword Sect.
After all, who would have thought that after Zhang Xiaoyu came to the East China Sea, he would be as comfortable as a fish entering the Guanghai Sea?
He Xie frowned with his sword behind his back and looked for a long time at the sword mark that had just begun to disappear.
In fact, this sword cultivator also suffered from sword wounds.
It's just that Zhu Yu's death sounded the alarm for Donghai sword cultivators. These Donghai sword cultivators no longer took it lightly when facing that sword.
But He Xie still suffered some sword wounds, one on his shoulder, one on his left rib, and another that grazed his chin.
Even on the sword platform of Jingtao Sword Sect, there is still an extremely deep sword mark - it is the mark left by such a sword that was extremely close to the human world and passed by quickly.
Although those sword lights are not directed at those ordinary disciples, they are just a matter of swords traveling thousands of miles, and the sword intent on them is naturally uncontrollable. There are still many disciples in Jingtang Sword Sect who were injured by those sword intents. .
When Wang Xiaoer angrily questioned Chen Huaifeng, it was certainly not a lie.
However, these are not the most important things.
The most fatal thing is that they are quite helpless against such a sword cultivator.
A few days ago, many sword sects in the East China Sea once had many high-level sword cultivators. They followed that sword mark, but they were beaten half to death by that young man who also practiced swordsmanship outside Qingjiao City, and fled back in embarrassment. East China Sea.
You are no opponent thousands of miles away, and you are no match three feet in front of you.
The people of the East China Sea Sword Sect were now resentful of Cong Ren, why they wanted to accept such a disciple.
He Xie silently stared at the top of the mountain for a long time, and then his eyes dropped and fell on the young man on the bank of the river outside the mountain.
Donghai Sword Cultivator may not know such a disciple of Shanhe Temple, but how could He Xie not know him.
When Zhang Xiaoyu was still in Nanyi City, Li Shi had never left Xiyun Temple outside Guanwai. Among the entire Shanhe Temple, the person named Chen Qingshan was the most annoying.
What's more, Jingtao Sword Sect and Chen Qingshan do have irresolvable conflicts.
He Xie's most proud disciple was driven to the East China Sea by this Taoist before he even grew up, and was beaten to death on the beach of the big river with his own hands.
That disciple is called Qingtuan.
Later it became the name of a sword.
If it were in the past, such a Taoist would probably not have appeared in the territory of the East China Sea Sword Sect with such fanfare.
It's just that the world in the East China Sea is in turmoil now. Those sword cultivators have not yet recovered from the sword battle between Shenhe and Cong Ren. Another blindfolded sword cultivator in white is constantly falling his sword light towards this person. A slice of the human world.
He Xie didn't want to fall out with Chen Qingshan at this time.
After all, this is the core place of the East China Sea Sword Sect, and many sword sects stand here. Even Zhang Xiaoyu only dares to send swords from thousands of miles away, but does not dare to carry the sword in person.
But Zhang Xiaoyu is a loner, and Chen Qingshan is not. Shanhe Guan is said to have reached a preliminary reconciliation with the Liuyun Sword Sect, and those Taoists may leave the Liuyun Sword Sect at any time and go to the East China Sea. If you provoke such a Taoist again, it will inevitably be difficult to take care of everything.
He Xie stood silently on the top of the mountain and watched for a long time. Adhering to the idea of out of sight, out of mind, he simply turned his head and did not look at such a Taoist again.
No matter where he goes, as long as he doesn't come to Jingtao Sword Sect.
He Xie sat down on Jianping on the top of the mountain, thinking so sincerely.
It’s just that in general, things in the human world are unsatisfactory in all likelihood.
He Xie sat on the top of the mountain for a long time. Perhaps he was really curious about what a Taoist like that came to the East China Sea to do, so he opened his eyes again.
The moment he opened his eyes, the Donghai sword cultivator was stunned.
The Taoist with the Taoist scrolls and the elegant scholar was slowly coming up the mountain road of Jingtao Sword Sect. He had even reached halfway up the mountain, squinting his eyes and watching Jingtao Sword Sect with interest. Disciples practice sword practice.
He Xie was stunned for a long time, and then when the Taoist finally raised his head and saluted him with a smile and raised his palms, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.
I will beat you bastards of mountains and rivers to death today!
The sword behind the sword cultivator of Wudie Cliff Master Realm suddenly unsheathed, dragging the sword wind away, and slashed straight at the Taoist who was standing by the sword platform with squinting eyes and a smile.
It was just such a mighty sword that shook the wind, rain, mountains, and waves, but it did not frighten such a Taoist.
The palm of the Taoist's hand raised in front of him in salute had already turned into a Taoist formula when the sound of the sword resounded through the green mountains.
In the surprised eyes of the young swordsmen who had not yet figured out what happened.
Many Taoist texts circulated very quickly around this Taoist who did not look very old, and then they all disappeared into the Taoist's body.
The sword cultivator from the main realm of Wudie Cliff came with all his strength and struck out with his sword. The whole mountain was swaying with sword intent. However, the Taoist just stood on the side of Jianping with a smile and pointed forward.
The power of the sword died down in an instant.
The Taoist took the sword forcefully and held it in his hand.
All the swordsmanship disciples of Jingtao Sword Sect were staring blankly at the scene beside the Jianping Road.
What is incompatible in the world is not just joy and sorrow?
The same goes for talent.
The stories of hundreds of years are of course different from person to person, and even different from each other.
The white-haired He Xie used all his strength to strike a sword, but was so easily caught by the young Taoist who was less than thirty, which naturally made him sigh.
At this point, someone finally saw the identity of such a young Taoist through the black robe and the extremely obvious Taoist charm of mountains and rivers.
"Chen Qingshan!"
Chen Qingshan looked at the sword in his hand and thought sadly.
Could it be that if I don’t take action, you won’t be able to recognize me?
This may have made the Taoist who calls himself a little saint a little frustrated, but soon he raised his head again and looked towards the direction of the voice with a smile. It was the voice of an enlightened sword cultivator on the sword platform. .
"Yes, it's me."
