At noon, under the bright sun, a man dressed in blue walked slowly towards the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
He was surrounded by seven or eight guards, their swords unsheathed, and they followed him every step of the way.
Just then this person rushed in without saying a word. Just as the guards on the outside tried to stop him, they were bounced away by an invisible air barrier and couldn't get close at all.
In desperation, they had no choice but to send people to report to Uncle Fang, the chief steward of the Prime Minister's Mansion, while forming a circular formation in order to delay time.
The man in blue shirt stood still outside the door, put his hands behind his back, closed his eyes and meditated.
After half a stick of incense, the door to the Prime Minister's Mansion slowly opened.
As soon as Uncle Fang's eyes fell on the man in blue shirt, he frowned slightly and his expression became more serious.
When an expert looks at an expert, his vision is rarely wrong. This person's demeanor, as calm as a mountain and as unpredictable as an abyss, is not something that can be easily faked.
"Your Excellency broke into a private residence, what do you want?"
Uncle Fang clasped his hands and walked down the steps, acting quite politely.
The man in blue didn't even bother to raise his eyelids and said calmly: "Are you sure you want to say it here?"
Uncle Fang looked around and then waved away everyone.
The man in blue opened his eyes and looked at Uncle Fang for a moment.
"I've heard for a long time that Prime Minister Lu has collected a rare and famous sword called Chenying. Can you take a closer look?"
After hearing this, Uncle Fang immediately shook his head: "It's all false rumors here. There is absolutely no such thing in this house!"
The man in blue shirt smiled slightly: "Since I came to the door in person, it would be a pity not to take a look."
"This is something I have never heard of. I am afraid I will disappoint you. Please come back."
"I want to do something, and there aren't many people in the world who can stop me."
"This is too arrogant!"
"Who are you?"
Uncle Fang clasped his fists again: "I am Lu Fang, the general manager of the Lu Mansion. He had little reputation in the world in his early years. If you are also a member of the world, can you tell me your name?"
The man in blue shirt answered very neatly: "I, Liu Qingtian, am known as the Crazy Sword Fairy in the world."
As soon as these words came out, it was difficult for Uncle Fang to maintain his composure, and he suddenly became uncertain.
After all, the Crazy Sword Fairy’s reputation is too great!
Knowing that the other party was suspicious of his identity, the man in blue stretched out his palm and asked for a gesture.
"If you don't believe it, just give it a try."
….
Pei Liang carried the sword case on his back and followed Uncle Fang into a narrow corridor.
Going further, there is the library at the bottom of the lake.
Uncle Fang snuffed out the fire seal, turned around, and sighed: "Are you sure you want to see him?"
Pei Liang nodded slightly: "Death without regrets!"
Uncle Fang said nothing more and continued walking forward.
"Senior, how sure are you that this person is the Crazy Sword Immortal?"
"I've tried it. The sword's power is so high that I've never seen it before!"
"That must be it."
"I'm just afraid that we are inseparable..."
In the darkness, I could only hear the conversation between the two people. Soon after, the dim light penetrated and the stone door opened.
The elegant and elegant Crazy Sword Immortal stood under the library, dressed in blue, looking solitary.
The moment Pei Liang saw this person, his eyes became dazed, and a sense of fateful entanglement arose spontaneously.
At the same time, the Crazy Sword Immortal seemed to sense something. He turned around and his eyes fell on Pei Liang without stopping.
Without paying attention, two sharp eyes like swords penetrated deep into the soul!
Pei Liang felt as if his whole body had been pierced, and he hurriedly took the opportunity to speak to calm down.
"Pei Liang has met senior!"
The crazy swordsman slowly removed his threatening sword intent and nodded with a smile.
Uncle Fang said at the right time: "I have brought the person here as promised, and I also ask the Sword Immortal to abide by the promise and not to embarrass him!"
The person mentioned by Uncle Fang naturally refers to the current owner of Chenying Sword, Pei Liang.
"I just hold the sword and look at it, and I have no intention of possessing it."
The Crazy Sword Immortal calmly repeated the agreement.
Pei Liang and Uncle Fang looked at each other, took a few steps forward, took off the sword case behind his back, opened it, laid it out across the base, and slowly stroked Chen Ying's slender scabbard with his fingers, settling on the sword grid.
He originally thought that Pei Liang would say "please take the sword" at this time, but there was only a moment of silence before he heard a dragon roar, the sword head was unsheathed sideways, and a cold light shot out, heading towards the crazy swordsman a few feet away.
I saw the Mad Sword Fairy gently lifting his sleeves and holding the hilt of the sword firmly. As his eyes moved, his eyes captured a series of admiring expressions.
It is worthy of being recognized as one of the four famous swords in the world. Its shape is calm and elegant. It looks gentle and restrained, but in fact it is sharp and sharp.
The cold light flowing on the slender sword body is pure and agile, like a thousand-year-old ice soul. Only the best materials in the world can forge such a stunning sword light!
After the Crazy Sword Immortal admired it repeatedly, the fiery heat in his eyes gradually cooled down.
"Give it back!"
As the sleeves and robes were raised, the Chenying Sword flew back to the scabbard in Pei Liang's hand without missing a beat.
Pei Liang crossed his fists. Although his expression remained unchanged, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The moment the Crazy Sword Immortal took hold of the sword, both he and Uncle Fang were on guard with all their energy to prevent the other party from violently killing someone!
The Chen Shadow Sword is by no means an ordinary treasure in the world. Especially for the crazy swordsman who loves swords, the temptation is unprecedented. With his own peak cultivation and the blessing of magical weapons, he is enough to kill Pei Lianghe in an instant. Uncle Fang, these two are in the golden state.
Although the Crazy Sword Immortal's murderous nature has been greatly reduced since he met Master Wugui, and his temperament has become more and more gentle and gentle, no one can guarantee whether he will change his temper again for the sake of the treasure!
The reason why Uncle Fang admitted that Chen Yingjian was in the house was because he was gambling.
Pei Liang dared to show it to the Crazy Sword Immortal in person, which was also a gamble.
What they were betting on was the current character of the Crazy Sword Immortal!
In the end, the bets were all right!
While Pei Liang was thankful, his admiration for Master Wugui deepened. What kind of enlightened monk could transform such a paranoid man who killed his wife and children to this point?
To describe it as completely reborn is not an exaggeration!
He saw Pei Liang holding a sword in his hand, but still looking directly at him.
The Crazy Sword Immortal smiled slightly and asked, "Do you have anything else?"
Pei Liang slowly clasped his fists: "This junior has a merciless request."
The Crazy Sword Immortal slightly nodded his head.
Pei Liang said sternly: "My master had a long-cherished wish in his life, but he could not realize it until his death. He said that the swordsmanship of the Gu family was too high-minded and mediocre. Only Senior Liu in this world is qualified to comment on it. I regret that I will never have the chance to listen to it in this life."
"Ha ha"
After hearing this, the Crazy Sword Immortal suddenly laughed loudly, and his laughter revealed a hearty and joyful feeling.
"If I'm not wrong, this... must have been said by that boy Gu Jiangyue!"
Pei Liang nodded in response. His master's name was true, but he was no longer the boy the Sword Immortal said he was.
Through the previous conversation, the Crazy Sword Immortal naturally knew that his old friend had passed away. After laughing, he let out a long sigh: "I have fought with your master before, and we have some friendship. At that time, he only missed one move, and he was defeated by me. He became ruthless and secretly learned the sword manual that was regarded as taboo by his family. In the end, he was expelled from the Gu family and never knew each other again. Since then, we have never seen each other again... Oh, I didn't expect that you are actually his apprentice! "
"Master, he has always admired you!"
"There is nothing to admire about a crazy person."
The Crazy Sword Immortal smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"This junior has only scratched the surface of the Gu family's swordsmanship. The reason why I dare to practice in front of my seniors today is just to fulfill my master's wish. I also ask my seniors to give me some advice!"
The Crazy Sword Immortal was silent for a moment, and sighed with emotion: "The ancient sword manual has a great reputation, and I have always longed for it. Today I can see a thing or two, and I have fulfilled my wish."
Pei Liang bowed respectfully and then glanced at Uncle Fang.
"Do you need me to avoid suspicion?" Uncle Fang put his hands behind his back and smiled.
“Senior, I’m glad you’re here to capture the formation for me!”
"Okay, be careful."
Uncle Fang gave an instruction and stood aside against the stone wall.
Pei Liang tightened his grip on Chenying, his expression becoming more solemn. This was the first time he faced such a strong opponent. The Crazy Sword Immortal, who is known as the most lethal in the Golden Body Realm, is undoubtedly the object of worship for all sword practitioners in the world!
Who can be without pressure when facing an enemy?
Perhaps seeing that Pei Liang was too nervous, the Crazy Sword Fairy lightly shook his sleeves, indicating that he didn't need to be nervous and just give it a try.
Pei Liang inhaled and concentrated, and took the lead to attack. The light of Chen Ying unsheathing disappeared in a flash, and he handed the sword to his opponent's shoulder. Such speed was amazing even for a master of the Golden Body Realm.
The crazy swordsman reacted faster, turned his body slightly, used his fingers as a sword, and pointed at Pei Liang's throat.
I saw Pei Liang's body leaning back, his toes touching the ground, spinning up, his sword like a swimming dragon,
The whole body of the Crazy Sword Immortal was shrouded in a cloud of cold light, and their figures became increasingly blurred, so fast that only their shadows were left in sight.
Fortunately, these two people only competed with their moves and did not use their inner strength. Otherwise, this cave built at the bottom of the lake might no longer exist.
Uncle Fang was watching with great interest. He could not have imagined that Pei Liang had improved so much. When he fought with Pei Liang before, both sides might have been hiding it and not using their full strength.
This time, Pei Liang's swordsmanship is more light and elegant, and every move has the meaning of returning to nature. It seems that he has benefited a lot from staying in the library for more than a month.
Martial arts, like literary arts, also emphasizes extensive knowledge, strong knowledge, and comprehensive understanding. Working behind closed doors is probably just a matter of sitting in a well and looking at the sky. No matter how good the swordsmanship is, it is gradually transformed from ordinary moves. Pei Liang's swordsmanship has a too high starting point, which may not be a good thing.
The books in the library were all searched by Uncle Fang from all over the country with countless efforts. Nowadays, the world is in chaos, and each sect has no time to take care of itself. As long as the means are in place, the secret books at the bottom of the box will be handed over obediently.
It can be said that a library is worth the collection heritage of half the world.
Dozens of moves passed in the blink of an eye, and Pei Liang's sword suddenly left his body and turned into a ball of light, surrounding the cave.
Controlling the sword with Qi is really good!
Uncle Fang was amazed in his heart. Swordsmanship is a very lethal swordsmanship. It is unpredictable and requires a wonderful sense of breath between the charioteer and the sword. It can move vertically and horizontally within a hundred steps.
The empty flower sword moves of the Gu family's swordsmanship are so sharp and fast that it is dizzying to see, and when used with sword control techniques, they are even more difficult to guard against.
But in the face of Pei Liang's mercury-dropping offensive, the Crazy Sword Immortal behaved calmly and calmly, and still maintained a tight air.
Pei Liang suddenly changed his moves. His body was as fast as one person turned into four. He jumped up from four directions at the same time. His flying swords screamed loudly, and his sword energy was like a goddess scattering flowers under a canopy.
This is the most powerful killing move in the Konghua Realm.
I saw the crazy swordsman dodging left and right, still not using his true energy to block, relying entirely on his body skills to catch the attack.
With such magnanimity, he is worthy of being the most lethal person in the Golden Body Realm!
When the sword energy dissipated and the flying sword settled on his fingertips, Pei Liang held the sword in his hand and stepped out with one step.
The whole person floated up like a fallen leaf in the wind, and the sword edge thrust out at an extremely freehand angle.
Such a simple action made the Crazy Sword Immortal's expression change, and he retreated with a flick of his sleeves.
Just when Uncle Fang was shocked, the Crazy Sword Immortal took three steps back.
"Good swordsmanship!"
Hearing the crazy sword fairy's praise, he put his two fingers together and clamped them within three inches of the Chen Shadow Sword.
Above the empty flower is the Phantom Butterfly, the watershed where the Gu family's swordsmanship changes from form to meaning. This sword may be an ordinary sword in the eyes of others, but only those who take it can appreciate the horror in it.
Free and unrestrained, informal.
It's like a dream, and I don't know it's a butterfly.
