Li Jianqiu stood motionless under the boulder. Only the fire of the flaming sword swayed in the mountain wind.
Jiang Wang walked to his side and saw clearly the carvings on the stone.
"In the twelfth year of Yongtai, I fought in hundreds of bloody battles and became invincible with my hands behind my back. I will leave a message for future generations to admire!"
The signature is Wu.
It must not have been finished, because there is a vertical line next to it, which is obviously just the beginning of writing.
Yongtai is the reign name of the current leader of Zhuang Kingdom. It is now the 14th year of Yongtai in Zhuang Li, which is also the 3917th year of Dao Li.
In other words, the words on this stone carving were written two years ago. It was the time when Shubi Peak was cleared for the first time.
After Li Jianqiu killed the ferocious beast, he neither boasted nor concluded, nor continued forward. Instead, he stopped in front of this stone carving that obviously had a story and remained silent.
This kind of atmosphere made Huang Azhan, who had always been evasive, shut his mouth.
Li Jianqiu was silent for a while, then dispersed the flaming sword in his hands, and finally for the first time in front of Jiang Wang and others, he slowly drew out the sword at his waist.
This was the first time Jiang Wang saw this sword unsheathed.
Bright and brilliant are the first adjectives that come to mind. They have nothing to do with swords, but they are so suitable for this sword.
Li Jianqiu held the sword with one hand and added a few strokes to the stone carving.
Wushan.
This name is ordinary, but it should be the senior who seems to have invincible qualities.
Li Jianqiu moved his sword and carved another line on the stone carving, saying: The descendants come to pay their respects!
Then start another line and write the signature: Li Jianqiu, the prodigal dog.
The stone powder fell rustlingly, as if some emotion was buried in the dust.
"Let's go." Li Jianqiu turned around and said, "Let's go to the top of the mountain."
Passing around this huge rock, everyone walked on the rotten branches and leaves among the rugged rocks.
There may have been a road here before, but after two years, it has returned to its original appearance.
There is no road in the mountains, but the road is at your feet.
"I saw your sword was broken just now. Let's complete the cleaning work of Shubi Peak alone, and we can exchange it for a magic weapon long sword. I'll give it to you." Li Jianqiu said casually.
"How can this be done?" Jiang Wang waved his hand and said, "I am not responsible for the task alone, and senior brother, you are the main force..."
As a monk who is accustomed to using swords, it goes without saying that Jiang Wang longs for a good sword. If it was just him and Zhao Rucheng on this trip, he wouldn't be embarrassed. But after all, the friendship with Li Jianqiu or even Huang Azhan was not that high.
Li Jianqiu patted the long sword at his waist: "I have peach branches. I don't need other swords."
It turns out that the name of this sword is Peach Branch, which is really an appropriate name, so bright and brilliant. Jiang Wang thought.
Li Jianqiu added: "A magic sword of this level should be worth about 600 Daoxuan. You can give us 100 Daoxuan each."
After this calculation, Jiang Wang still made a lot of money. But it’s not really a loss for the remaining people. After all, Daoxun is hard currency, and the physical objects exchanged for missions may not be applicable to them.
"Okay." Jiang Wang no longer hesitated.
The remaining two people had no objections.
Li Jianqiu turned to Huang Azhan and said: "Judging from your Taoist skills, you should follow the same path as Shen Nanqi. It's just a gold element and a fire element."
Huang Azhan scratched his head and said with a smile: "I'm just thinking about it on my own, it's not a system."
"Fire Taoism is violent, you have to pay more attention to the control of the Taoism itself. Just like the Taoism of Flame Bullet." Li Jianqiu casually made a secret to form a flame bomb.
"When will it explode? How will it explode? What scale and what speed? You have to do it freely." Under Li Jianqiu's control, the flame bomb suddenly moved forward and backward, expanded and contracted, and then suddenly accelerated, shattering a mountain rock. .
"I've been taught a lesson." Huang Azhan bowed politely to express his gratitude.
Li Jianqiu waved his hand and said to Zhao Rucheng: "You are very smart. I said before that Du Yehu has the best fighting talent among you, but I didn't expect to ignore you. Your fighting talent is not inferior to him, but he relies on Innate fighting instincts.”
He nodded his head and said, "This is where you rely."
Zhao Rucheng laughed and said, "Yeah, I don't even know if you don't tell me."
Huang Azhan clicked his tongue for a while: "That's not right, Senior Brother Li. Among the three co-authors, am I the only one who needs advice?"
Li Jianqiu smiled and said nothing.
In such a fierce battle just now, he actually knew every detail of everyone's battle, which was enough to show that he was very skillful.
It’s just that for some reason, there was no performance that could match his strength in the Three Cities Discussion at that time.
A wolf hair, the pen barrel is upright and straight, the pen tip is round and full, and the tip of the pen is like a thin cone.
Turn it upside down and you will get the general shape of the vertical pen peak.
After crossing the mountainside, a little further up is the position of the pen head. It is also the place with the widest cross-section of the entire vertical pen peak.
This is also the base camp of the ferocious beasts of Shubi Peak.
Even though everyone was still far apart, they could already hear the roar of the beasts. When they got a little closer, an uncontrollable ferocious beast rushed out.
This was like a signal, and then like a hornet's nest exploding, all kinds of strange and ferocious beasts swarmed in.
Wind centipede, rock snake, tiger jackal, mountain spider...
Under such circumstances, Li Jianqiu still casually counted the numbers: "Not bad, less than a hundred, far from a large scale."
He took a step forward and the peach branch came out of its sheath!
The sword light is bright and the sword energy is mighty.
The whole person was immersed in a magnificent red color, squeezing into the tide of beasts.
Just like when spring arrives, peach blossoms bloom.
Peach blossoms are the color of blood, and what blooms is the soul of life.
Li Jianqiu's body was like a red tide, sweeping away the beast tide.
Jiang Wang and others didn't even have a chance to take action, and stared at this scene in stunned silence.
The red tide receded, and all the roars and howls stopped.
Only Li Jianqiu's thin figure was left standing upright.
One person, one sword, and the corpse of a ferocious beast on the ground.
Such a picture is such a freehand painting!
"Brother Li, Li." Huang Azhan was so shocked that he even forgot to flatter him: "You are so strong, why do you want to take us with you?"
With Li Jianqiu's peach branch in his hand, looking at the mountainside, among the corpses of ferocious beasts on the ground, he suddenly let out a loud roar!
The sound shook the high cliffs and spread to distant mountains.
It's like once all the depression is gone, you feel indescribably joyful and joyful!
After he finished shouting, he sheathed his sword and said: "The person who left the words on the stone carving loved to show his holiness in front of others and liked to brag about his achievements. I brought you here just to satisfy him. He will be admired by future generations of students. Last wish.”
Jiang Wang hesitated and said: "That senior brother Wu Shan... is also a student of our Maplewood City Taoist Academy?"
"Calculating, he should be at the same time as Senior Brother Zhu, but his strength is far behind. His strength back then was far inferior to what I am now." Li Jianqiu shook his head. The expression on his face could not tell whether he was more nostalgic or sad. A little more.
"I told you, right? All my teammates are dead."
Li Jianqiu paused and continued: "He died under his leadership."
He turned around and looked in the direction of the top of Shubi Peak, or maybe just to turn his back in front of Jiang Wang and others.
His voice rang in the mountain peak: "He was extremely weak. But when the beast tide broke out and broke through the defense line, he stood in front of the beast tide. He said that we, the people of Maplewood City Taoist Temple, could not let the people of Sanshan City People look down upon you.”
"All of them stood in front of the beast tide, and I ran away."
Jiang Wang and others looked at his back, which looked particularly lonely in the mountain wind. He immediately understood that the signature he carved was Li Jianqiu, the prodigal dog.
This line of words has probably been engraved in his heart for two years, more than seven hundred days and nights.
Only after he actually carved these words on the stone wall and killed all the ferocious beasts in Shubi Peak was he finally able to reconcile with himself.
