Chapter 88 Autumn Leaves

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There is a sea of ​​bamboo outside Huainan City.

Qiufeng Tower is located deep in the bamboo sea.

This is a good place for seclusion and practice.

Qin Luo stood in the bamboo forest.

Wu Shashen asked him to help look after the luggage.

In that autumn wind building bathed in the sunset, there was a very strong sword intent.

Crunch.

The door above was pushed open.

A slender, elegant middle-aged man with a green shirt and white hair came out. He looked at Wu Shashen downstairs and said calmly: "Are you sure you want to challenge me?"

Wu Shashen looked at Qiu Luoye's appearance, his eyes became hot, and he cupped his fists and raised his hands, "I have admired my name for a long time, and I only ask the poster to go all out, and there will be no complaints about death or injury!"

Autumn leaves rose into the sky. He stepped on the bamboo leaves fluttering in the wind and came to the ground. He smiled and shook his head, "There are many swordsmen who come to me to learn from each other, but few dare to challenge me."

"It's my honor to challenge you!"

Wu Shashen drew his sword without hesitation. He knew that Qiu Luoye was a sword cultivator, so he fought with the sword.

Qiu Luoye could feel Wu Shashen's fighting spirit, which was stronger than the sword cultivator he had encountered before. He found it very interesting, stretched out his hand and grabbed a wooden sword that fell from the sky.

"Wooden sword?"

Wu Shashen was stunned for a moment.

Qiu Luoye reached forward and said, "Please!"

Wu Shashen adjusted his breathing. He clenched the hilt of the sword and stamped the ground with his toes, leaving an afterimage of his body on the spot. At an extremely fast speed, he raised the long sword in his hand and slashed diagonally with the sword.

Qiu Luoye's expression was indifferent. He waved the wooden sword calmly. The wooden sword seemed very light. When the two swords collided, a powerful force shook Wu Shashen away.

Bang!

Wu Shashen was knocked back.

He took ten steps back before stopping.

"Come again!"

Wu Shashen's eyes were filled with anger.

Qiu Luoye could see the anger in Wu Shashen's eyes and knew that he wanted to be respected, so he took the initiative to swing his sword and slashed out with a green sword light.

Wu Shashen swung his sword to block, but the long sword in his hand was cut off, and he flew ten feet away like a kite with a broken string.

Qiu Luoye looked at Wu Shashen who fell to the ground and admired it very much, "As a pure martial artist, you are very powerful."

Wu Shashen stood up with the broken sword in hand. He did not admit defeat and laughed loudly: "It's fun!"

"Come again!"

Wu Shashen rushed towards Qiu Luoye holding the broken sword.

Qin Luo could see the gap between them. Wu Shashen had no chance of winning. He shook his head helplessly.

Qiu Luoye knew that Wu Shashen was looking forward to death. He held the wooden sword tightly, and the breeze wrapped around his body. When he swung the sword, a clear dragon roar sounded, and a wind dragon roared out.

Wu Shashen swung his sword towards the wind dragon.

The broken sword was shattered on the spot.

Wu Sha Shen was then knocked away by the wind dragon, and countless sword blades slashed at him. In the blink of an eye, he was covered with bruises. He fell heavily to the ground, and his black clothes were dyed red with blood.

Qiu Luoye gave him enough respect.

The wind dragon rushed towards the bamboo forest, and the bamboo leaves were cut off. The entire bamboo forest bent down and bowed its head. Only the young Taoist priest stood in the strong wind, his robes billowing, motionless as a mountain.

Only then did Qiu Luoye notice the young Taoist priest standing in the bamboo forest. She could feel that Qin Luo was very powerful, but she didn't know why he didn't help.

"Ahem."

Wu Shashen fell in a pool of blood. He coughed up blood and laughed, "Which of the tiger monsters you and I killed is better?"

Qiu Luoye looked at the seriously injured Wu Shashen, thinking of the tiger demon he had killed before, and said in a deep voice: "The tiger demon will be timid when he sees me using my sword, but you won't. You are more powerful than the tiger demon."

"Hahaha!"

Wu Shashen laughed heartily.

Qin Luo came to Wu Shashen's side. Xiaotuanzi shook his head repeatedly, embarrassed to say that he knew him.

When Wu Shashen saw Qin Luo, he kept coughing, "Ahem...it's so fucking embarrassing. I didn't expect to lose so embarrassingly...it makes the Taoist laugh, what's on my body I will give it all to you. After I die... please throw me into the river to feed the fish... I will go to the underworld to find that beast."

Only now did Qin Luo understand why Wu Killer called him here, "Brother Wu, it's easy to die, but it's hard to survive. It's not just the tiger demon who is making trouble in the world. Do you really want to die here?"

"Chewmi!"

Xiaotuanzi nodded accordingly.

Seeing their conversation, Qiu Luoye remembered his previous conversation with the tiger demon. He walked to Wu Shashen, looked at the claw marks on his forehead, and said softly: "When the tiger demon was severely injured by me, it begged me for mercy. The demon said that it once spared a warrior who wanted to kill it, and begged me to spare it too."

"I asked why it let the warrior go?"

"When the tiger demon said that it pressed the warrior's head, there was no fear in his eyes. The tiger demon believed that the warrior would go back to seek revenge on it."

"Sorry, I didn't believe the tiger demon's words."

Wu Shashen shook his head, "It's okay."

"Thank you, Mr. Dao, for accompanying me all the way. You are very interesting. If there is an afterlife, we will be brothers again."

Qin Luo took out the golden gourd, and the golden dew entered Wu Shashen's mouth. He felt a warm current in his body that revived his gradually numb body.

"Master Dao, what is this?"

Wu Shashen's eyes were a little confused.

Qin Luo put away the golden gourd, "Brother Wu, you are still alive because God is not afraid of you. Even if you are allowed to live for another five hundred years, you will not be able to make Him look at you."

"Hahaha......"

Wu Shashen laughed. He smiled and slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Qiu Luoye looked at Qin Luo, a little confused, "Are you friends? I don't know what to call him?"

"Longhuguan, Qin Luo, he is my friend and he has caused trouble to you." Qin Luo apologized with his hand in hand.

"He is lucky to have a friend like Daozhang Qin." Qiu Luoye saw that Qin Luo was not simple.

Qiu Luoye waved his hand and opened the Qiufeng Tower, "You two have come from afar, please come to the building to rest."

Qin Luo picked up Wu Shashen on the ground. The wounds on his body were healing rapidly, and the meridians in his body became stronger.

Wu Shashen lay in the room to rest.

In the quiet night, the bamboo forest swayed in the wind, and meteors streaked across the starry sky from time to time. Qin Luo and Qiu Luoye stood upstairs and looked into the distance. From here, they could see the winding Luoshui River not far away.

"The host is a casual cultivator?"

Qin Luo found that he was the only one in Qiufeng Tower.

Qiu Luoye smiled bitterly, "Yes, my spiritual roots are very ordinary and I cannot enter the Immortal Sect. Later, by chance, I got a cultivation method and started on the path of cultivating immortals."

"The poster's swordsmanship is very good."

"Okay."

Qiu Luoye felt that Qin Luo and Wu Shashen had very different personalities, "Did Master Qin realize the Tao in the world of mortals?"

"So be it."

Qin Luo thought of the question that troubled him, "Master, do you support man's victory over nature, or do you support man's victory over nature?"

Qiu Luoye looked slightly startled, "Taoist Master Qin, are you going to the royal capital to participate in a discussion?"

"Yes."

Qin Luo chuckled and said, "The host is going too?"

Qiu Luoye shook his head in embarrassment, "I've heard that we casual cultivators are not qualified to participate in this kind of Dao discussion conference!"

Qin Luo said with a serious expression: "The poster is very accomplished in swordsmanship. There is no need to be modest. I am going to the royal capital on behalf of the master. In fact, I don't have the answer yet. I want to hear the poster's opinion."

Qiu Luoye said with a serious expression: "Thirty years ago, I realized the meaning of the Qiu Feng Sword in the autumn wind and founded the Qiu Feng Tower. I am relatively well-known in Jiuyang County. I can get a glimpse of the secrets of heaven and my benefits are endless. Following the destiny is the right way. .”

Qin Luo looked at the Luoshui reflecting the starlight, like a long and colorful dragon, and said softly: "But many immortal cultivators believe that my fate is determined by God, and they want to go against heaven."

Qiu Luoye looked at the starry sky and sighed, "My talent is mediocre. There are many swordsmen who are better than me and work harder than me, but I can beat them in the way of swordsmanship. I believe in God's favor, so I will not go against the grain." It’s a matter of heaven.”

Qin Luo had new insights, "You are lucky, they are unfortunate. If God rewards hard work, I believe there will be many immortal cultivators like you."

Qiu Luoye smiled and nodded, "Yes, if God rewards hard work, the world should be a better place."

"Will do."

Qin Luo's eyes were bright.

Getting closer to the answer he wanted.

The next day, early morning.

Wu Shashen woke up from his sleep. He touched his body and found that all the wounds were gone. He touched his forehead and even the claw marks on his head disappeared.

"Cow!"

Wu Shashen's eyes widened.

He didn't expect Qin Luo to be an immortal cultivator.

Such a powerful immortal cultivator could actually live in a small boat. Thinking about bragging in front of the Taoist Master along the way, Wu Shashen couldn't help but blush, "What a fucking shame!"

The sun was shining brightly outside Qiufeng Tower. Wu Shashen found Qin Luo and Qiu Luoye in the bamboo forest. They were playing chess and had reached the final stage of officialdom.

There was no cruel fight on the chessboard. The two played the game very casually. Qiu Luoye surrendered and said very gracefully, "I lost. Qin Daochang made the move better!"

Qin Luo smiled back and said, "The poster is also very powerful. He can be ranked among the top three chess players who play chess with me."

Falling leaves feel recognized.

"Brother Wu, do you still want to die?"

Qin Luo looked at Wu Shashen who was at a loss.

Wu Shashen came back to his senses. He grinned and said with serious eyes: "Master Dao, I, Wu Shashen, owe you a life. This life is yours. I will listen to you from now on."

"I hope you live well."

"Chewmi!"

Xiaotuanzi nodded while holding grass in his mouth.

Wu Shashen scratched his head, "I have no relatives and no reason. I originally wanted to die, but Master Dao saved me. I don't know what I will do in the future. I can't live in numbness."

Qin Luo suggested with a smile, "I plan to build Jinghu Academy in Ziyun Mountains, and I would like to invite Brother Wu to teach children in the martial arts academy to keep fit."

"no problem!"

Wu Shashen readily agreed.

Qin Luo continued: "Go to Baiyun Town of Jinyang City to find Miss Zhao Qing'er of the Zhao family and tell her that I asked you to go to the academy."

"I remember."

Wu Shashen grinned.

Qin Luo waved goodbye to Qiu Luoye and Wu Shashen, "I have to go to the capital of Daxia, see you later!"

Watching Qin Luo walk away, Wu Shashen turned to look at Qiu Luoye, "Master, I will come to you for discussion in the future."

"You'd better come in the fall."

Qiu Luoye said with a smile.

"Why?"

"I am strongest when the autumn wind comes back."