Chapter 69: Sword

"Fighting sword?" Bai Long looked at a young swordsman walking by his side strangely. The swordsman nodded, his face was still childish, and his baby face had a little innocent smile. He had a green silk tied on his head, and his clothes were also very thin. Although the Shenxiu realm has no severe cold and heat all year round, and it is a mountainous area with pleasant climate, in early winter, the mountains and forests are also heavy. The young swordsman seemed to be wearing a blue shirt, which was slightly thin. Every time he climbed a hundred or ten stone steps, the surrounding moisture became a little heavier and colder. The young swordsman had to rub his hands and breathe to keep warm.

The young swordsman's surname is Li, a native of Zhongxiu. He lives on a small hill near the back of the Burial Sword Mountain. Because the hill is rich in Huainan Li, it is called Huainian Lishan. The young swordsman said that his parents died early and had no surnames. He didn't know what their parents' surnames were. If they rely on the mountain to eat the mountain, they would be named Shan, so they would be named Li directly. If someone asked about their names, they would be called Li.

When Bai Long and Dao Xiaokai heard this place, they felt funny. The nobles, wealthy families, and even ordinary people were the top priority after the baby was born in the first month. However, this young swordsman had no father or mother, so he was casual in his name. Like his name, the young swordsman named Li Zi had a casual and casual smile in his smile.

Li Zi rubbed her head and said, "I don't have a good memory, for fear that one day I will forget where I came from. It's good to call this name. When someone calls me, I can remember Li Huainan on the mountain in my hometown. When I think of Li Huainan, I can remember where I am from. The older generation in the mountain village speaks. Young people like migratory birds are restless when they are young and always have to go down the mountain to explore. However, after seeing the world, one day when I am tired, I may be blinded, confused, and forget my hometown, and end up in a sad end of death. Therefore, it is always good to remember your hometown."

"Shizhai? What are you doing in Huai Lishan?" Dao Xiaokai asked vigilantly, because it might have been a few days ago when he met Zhang Yinping and Xinxiang people in Feihujian, so Dao Xiaokai now thought it was a strong man who killed a family and robbed the house. However, Li Zi was not wary and said that their mountain village was just the residence of the tribe members in the mountains and forests, and he did not understand at all what Dao Xiaokai was nervous about.

Dao Xiaokai's nervousness is not without reason. Zhong Xiu's place is no longer as good as the head of the city in Yuzhou. The bandits are rampant in the head of the city, and the officials are less likely to be colluded with the hamlets. However, Zhong Xiu has many towns here, and the Governor's Office of the Governor of the Jiuzhou Governor is located here, and the officials are very different. Therefore, if you collude with the bandits in the hamlet, it is easy to cause unnecessary trouble.

This is the first time Bai Long and Dao Xiaokai have heard such a strange conclusion about their hometown.

This young swordsman named Li Zi followed up when Bai Long and Dao Xiaokai climbed more than a hundred steps, and insisted on being companions to go up the mountain with Bai Long. Seeing that the young swordsman had a kind face and was a local, they might be able to play a guide, so they agreed to walk with him, but they were so happy for Li Zi. Although Li Zi said that he was attracted by Bai Long's snow-white head, he looked at him from a distance and felt that Bai Long had the style of a peerless swordsman. He had never seen that real peerless swordsman Mo Qingxian.

When he saw Bai Long, he said it was very consistent with his image, so he braved to come up the mountain with the peerless swordsman in his heart. However, Dao Xiaokai felt that this kid was just a boring climb to the mountain alone and wanted to walk with him. Because since he got together, Li Zi kept talking endlessly. Dao Xiaokai felt that he was really like an eloquent literati and poet. When he was traveling through the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers, he insisted on expressing his long-term feelings. However, this plum may be the reason why he lived in the mountains and forests for a long time. Drinking mountain spring water and eating Huainan Li Changda

So although he is a man, his voice is sweet and he talks too much, and he doesn't feel bored to hear it. Anyway, the Burial Sword Mountain is towering and more than a thousand stone steps need to be climbed. It would be better if he had a chattering chattering around him. Anyway, Li Zi didn't feel dry. But in fact, this Li Zi also disappointed the two of them. Although Li Zi is a local, according to himself, he was just eighteen years old and could only go down the mountain according to the rules in the village. So it was the first time he came to Burial Sword Mountain next to Huai Li Mountain, but although he never

I have been here, but I am quite familiar with the side of Jianshan Mountain. Because Huai Lishan is very close to Jianshan Mountain, and the two mountains are only ten miles apart, there are often swordsmen who come to Jianshan Mountain who sincerely seek swords or swordsmen who have just come down from Jianshan Mountain to stay on Huai Lishan, which is rich in Huai Nan Li, and taste the famous Huai Nan Li. Of course, the arrival of these swordsmen has brought a lot of what they see and hear on Jianshan Mountain. People in the village, especially young people like Li Zi, are all new things that are popular with them.

A story can often be replaced with a pot of Huainan plum that is made of ice-cold water in mountain spring wells.

Li Zi exchanged Huainan Li for many stories, which were lively, but was attracted by the style of the sword fighting swordsmen on the Burial Sword Mountain. Li Zi said that he often sat on Huainan Li and looked at Burial Sword Mountain from afar, and was fascinated by the style of the sword fighting swordsmen.

The saying "Sword Fighting" comes from the mountain, but it seems more vivid and brilliant when the young swordsman speaks it. Bai Long and Dao Xiaokai are so strange that they can hear it.

Li Zi was polite, and his tongue was easier to use than a broken sword hanging around his waist. Dao Xiaokai just joked, "Brother Li Zi, your tongue is so good, why don't you imitate Su Qin's righteousness and sway the princes of the world? Maybe you can really make a name for yourself. One day, there will be tens of thousands of followers and the situation of the six kingdoms sealing each other. We will borrow all of them with you at that time."

Li Zi blushed and rubbed his hands and said, "I have liked to watch people play swords since I was a child. I have no interest in studying and I am born without the head." Then I would like to add a sentence, "Su Qin is so powerful that they are. I, Li Zi, can also make the princes in the world lower their eyebrows with a sword in my hand." This is arrogant. This Li Zi brother is really a newborn calf and not afraid of tigers. Not to mention Li Zi, who is not famous swordsmen in the world who are as numerous as cows in the world, even if they are already famous swordsman, who dares to make such words? If this is shouted in the noisy street market, if he is heard by the troublesome constable and provocative officer, he must be invited to the yamen to ask what is going on. It is very likely that this arrogant little swordsman who has just emerged will know the truth about the disaster in his mouth for the first time in his life, and he will inevitably be beaten.

Dao Xiaokai felt it was too worthwhile for a crazy word.

Dao Xiaokai was dull and thought that everything was inferior, but he was high in his studies. This Li Zi really didn't know that although those civil officials in high positions in the temple were kind on the surface, they looked down on the swordsman who most looked down on the swordsman. He really thought that Jian had been a weapon held by gentlemen since ancient times, which was a big mistake. When Dao Xiaokai was young, he saw those high-ranking officials wearing exquisite sword ornaments entering the He Daomen Gate, but they were straddling their waists.

The sword is priced at a high price of 10,000 yuan, but it is just a proof of his appearance, proving that he is a gentleman and tastes. He has never seen anyone dancing a sword in front of the court to cheer up his spirits. I am afraid that anyone who wants to play swords will make a fool of themselves. Therefore, the weapon of a gentleman, such as a gentleman, is divided into different ways and who can use it. The sword in front of him, who has a lofty ambitions, does not want to be able to move the world with one sword. It doesn't look like it now, and it probably doesn't look like it in ten years.

Dao Xiaokai said indifferently, "Brother Li Zi, it's fine if I advise you to say this in front of us. Don't say it out loud in the future, as it will easily lead to death."

However, Dao Xiaokai's words did not dispel Li Zi's enthusiasm at all. He just asked with interest, "Is there anything wrong with what I said? How can it cause death?" Li Zi obviously did not know the dangers of the world because of his first time in Huai and Li Shan. He naturally did not know the truth about the world being shot. Especially a rookie like him who spoke wildly naturally became a stepping stone for swordsmen who reached the top of the swordsman. Dao Xiaokai said something reasonable, but Li Zi was simple and could not understand it. Dao Xiaokai smiled bitterly. This kid was a ignorant country bumpkin.

Li Zi no longer asks.

The white dragon next to him did not speak. Every time he climbed up the first stone stairs, the white dragon could feel the sword energy that would strengthen one point. One hundred stone stairs would strengthen one hundred points of sword energy, and one thousand stone stairs would strengthen one thousand points of sword energy.

Walking past the mountainside, swords began to be inserted on both sides of the stone steps, and the more you walked up, the more you walked up, the more you became, the denser it became. The rule before Burial Sword Mountain was that if a senior swordsman climbed a mountain, he could throw the good sword in his hand anywhere on the mountain. However, after Yi Jian occupied Burial Sword Mountain, the sects watched all the swords on the mountain with a heart of mind and made a rearrangement. The more you climbed up the mountain, the purer the quality of the swords, the better, the lower the quality of the swords, the lower the quality of the swords. The 100,000 swords cast in the Yi Jian Sect over the past 30 years were divided into three or nine levels and inserted directly between the rocks along the height of the mountain. Therefore, at the mountainside where Bai Long and others are now, the swords on both sides are almost like scrap copper and iron in the eyes of Bai Long. Not only is the sword of poor quality, but it is even so sharp, and there are a few that can reach the eyes of Bai Long.

The purer the quality of the sword, the heavier the sword energy produced by the sword, and the stronger the instinct of the swordsmen. It is rumored that all the swordsmen who climb the Burial Sword Mountain, except those who have poor physiques, cannot climb to the top, the rest of the people can climb to the top to watch the swords and choose the sword without exception. Think about it, it is probably the sword energy produced by the good swords on the top of the mountain that is becoming stronger and stronger for the instinct summons produced by the mountain-climbing swordsmen. This is what Bailong feels now.

After climbing to the top of the mountain, five or six swordsmen would pant and even faint. They must have been attracted by the famous sword energy on the top of the mountain and overdrawn their physical strength and fainted after climbing to the top of the mountain without physical strength. They often need to transport the people from the Yijian Sect to the mountain to transport them down the mountain together.

Bailong did not feel any fatigue at all at this moment, but his footsteps of climbing became more and more brisk. He couldn't wait to climb the top of the Burial Sword Mountain. The peak of the Burial Sword Mountain has a Shenjian Pool. The depth of the pool is unfathomable. Many swordsmen are unwilling to let their swords be picked up by the junior swordsmen after climbing the mountain, so he climbed to the top of the mountain and threw his swords into the pool water of the Shenjian Pool. It is said that the Shenjian Pool is the living spring of the Burial Sword Mountain. There is even more magical saying that there are at least tens of thousands of swords thrown into the Shenjian Pool for hundreds of years. These swords thrown into the Shenjian Pool are all good swords and famous swords, so the sword energy is the heaviest. When the moon is full, the sound of thousands of swords can often be heard in the pool water, and a mountain with a radius of dozens of miles can be heard.

Bai Long asked Li Zi about this rumor. Li Zi said that he could hear the sound of thousands of swords on the top of the Burial Sword Mountain every once in a while. In addition to finding a good sword during this climbing, he also wanted to see the Shenjian Pool on the top of the mountain.

Zhuanjian Mountain is protected by sword spirits. The thousands of good swords that have been thrown into the water of Shenjian Pool for hundreds of years have not only caused the water of Shenjian Pool to rise in the water of Shenjian Pool, but they are not visible when they are thrown into the water. It is said that the water of Shenjian Pool on the top of the mountain is unfathomable, and it also connects the mountains of Jianshan Mountain. The thousands of swords in Shenjian Pool are spiritual. Therefore, in addition to Zhuanjian Pool, Zhuanjian Mountain, also has swords that feel the sword energy and use the iron ore in the rocks of Jianshan Mountain. The strangest thing is, it seems that those swords can grow out like vegetation.

Therefore, there is another name in the Burial Sword Mountain, which is also known as "Sword Tomb". People in the martial arts world often comment on the people of the Yijian Sect that their swordsmen were born in the tomb and died in the sword.

Li Zi was still asking Dao Xiaokai that he couldn't understand just now, that is, why would his words lead to a murderous disaster? But how could Dao Xiaokai explain such a complicated problem to this naturally familiar and pure-minded swordsman Li Zi, not to mention that Dao Xiaokai's eyes just now, clearly telling Dao Xiaokai not to talk nonsense in his mouth, and try not to destroy Li Zi's swordsman's longing wish one day. As a swordsman, Bai Long understands better and more clearly than Dao Xiaokai. People can die with the sword, but their hearts cannot die with the sword.

Just like the white sword that Bailong had before.

Now I know that the white sword is on the top of Junzi Snow Mountain, while the white dragon is on the bottom of Junzi Snow Mountain.

Dao Xiaokai looked at Li Zi seriously and pointed to the stone steps and the ten thousand swords between the rocks on both sides of the mountain road and said, "I saw that there were not many swords inserted on this mountain, there were many swordsmen in the rivers and lakes outside this mountain. There were so many swordsmen, and I had never seen anyone who became Xiao Yijian. Xiao Yijian, the world's number one swordsman, has been on the throne of the world's number one for many years. He is not the only one who dares to call him the world's number one."

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