The heavy rain in Juyu City had not yet fallen into the world, but a young swordsman had already arrived at the city gate. The man had a sword hanging around his waist. After staying at the city gate for a while, he flashed into a tea shed, ordered a bowl of tea, and began to drink on his own.

The young man came from all the way and looked a little tired, but his eyes were still energetic. After sitting for a while, another man came from a distance, with a sword hanging around his waist, but he was much older than this young man.

The young man stood up and bowed to the man with his fists. After the man returned the gift, he said without saying nonsense, "Mr. Chao has already killed the real person Fuyun of Yun Huguan. He is heading towards the north gate at this moment, saying that this city gate must be kept for three hours. I have lived for hundreds of years. It is not long or short. Even dying here today is not a big deal. But you are still young and have a bright future, why are you here?"

The young man is nothing but Jianshan Yanle. This young swordsman who is regarded as the most amazing young swordsman in the world except Wu Shanhe and Li Fuyao was really unexpected.

When Yan Le heard this, he just smiled, not caring at all, and said casually: "If the headmaster hadn't been to take charge of Jianshan, I'm afraid he'd come in person. This time it's a big event. Mr. Chao leads the way. In fact, the headmaster is very relieved. Even if it's not done in the end, it's not an unacceptable result. As long as you can go back safely."

The old swordsman laughed, "I didn't think about going back when I came. The headmaster was so old that he had already reached the Spring and Autumn Period. I thought it would take a long time to become the climbing tower. Jianshan was in the headmaster. In fact, we were very relieved. This time, Mr. Chao invited me to do things, so we would naturally come."

Yan Le smiled and didn't say much, but remembered that on Jianshan at this moment, even though Wu Shanhe had broken through the realm and became a Spring and Autumn swordsman, in fact, some people were not convinced. They trusted the swordsman on the mountain more, especially Chao Fengchen, who had brilliant achievements in Baiyu Town back then.

It is not a one-day effort for Wu Shanhe to truly convince Jianshan. At least it will take a long way to go.

The old swordsman sat upright, not sure what he remembered, but his eyes were always looking at somewhere. After half a quarter of an hour, he came to his senses and said, "Here you come."

Half a quarter of an hour later, two people came from the city gate. The two Spring and Autumn monks were dressed as scholars. They should be monks under the Confucianism. As for whether they are, they still have to say a little.

Yan Le stood up, his sword energy had already reached its peak, but in fact the old swordsman was still the first to escape.

Leave a word on the street, I'm going.

Yan Le raised his eyes and looked at the city gate, then he was silent and swung his sword. He cut a long gully out of the street. After a moment, no matter who came to see it, he would feel very terrifying.

Yan Le raised his sword and joined the battlefield, and never said a word from beginning to end.

This is just one of the battlefields.

At this moment, Xu Li pushed open the door of a small courtyard.

There were flowers, trees and people in the courtyard. Xu Li stood under the eaves behind the door, looking at the scholar standing with his hands behind his back.

The two confronted each other and said nothing.

After a brief silence, the scholar then sighed: "This place, Taoist and Confucianism, have been planning for a hundred years. It's really funny that you insist on entering the game like this. What's the point of being a thief?"

Xu Li is a rough man. In his life, he has never read books or studied anything except practicing swords. Therefore, he just didn't care about what this scholar said, and the long sword at his waist slowly pushed out.

Chao Fengchen asked him to come here to kill people, so he would kill people, which should be right.

Xu Li didn't know what he thought of, but before he set out to shoot, he suddenly grinned, "Your reason is really sour, your teeth are gone."

There is actually no reason for what the scholar said. Although the Academy and Taoist sect have their own wishes, they will eventually have a higher voice in the mountains and rivers. If you want to have such a voice, you will naturally have to suppress the swordsman lineage. Since this is the case, it doesn't make sense.

Besides, the monks on the mountain are not ordinary people, and there are few people who speak reason. This is even more so at this time, no one is willing to speak reason.

So when Xu Li's sword was unsheathed, the scholar also understood that the sword light was born from the courtyard. After a moment, the courtyard collapsed and countless smoke and dust were born. Xu Li then calmed down and became serious. He had not set his sword for a long time. This time, he naturally had to be more serious.

The scholar stood in the smoke and dust, looking at this side without saying a word. In fact, even if he wanted to speak, he didn't know what to say.

Xu Li, the great swordsman who climbed the tower, only recognized the sword at his waist, and ignored everything else.

This is a life-and-death battle.

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The old Confucian scholar stood in the yard, looked at the sky, then thought for a while, and said, "It's going to rain, and you two won't hide."

It's raining, how can I hide?

This sentence was said to the withered old man and Ye Feixian. Ye Feixian ignored it, but the withered old man glanced at the sky.

Mr. Sanqiu returned to the old Confucian scholar from under the eaves, sat down and said, "Old sir, I have a question, can you know the answer?"

The old scholar stroked his beard and said, "But it's okay to ask."

Mr. Sanqiu asked: "Confucianism and Taoism were arranged here more than a hundred years ago. Although the requirements were temporarily different, the goals were still the same. This century-long layout has taken countless minds to achieve the current situation. But why did the swordsman come in as soon as he said he came in?"

The old Confucian scholar did not rush to answer and asked back: "Do you know who should play chess best in this world?"

Mr. Sanqiu was stunned, then thought of a person's name and whispered: "Yanling National Master, Gu Shiyan."

The old Confucian scholar shook his head and said, "Their chessboard is just a black and white piece. Fighting for the gains and losses of a game of chess. However, those who really know how to play chess use the world as the chessboard, and making moves is fighting for the world."

"That was an unprecedented big game. The game was naturally urged to Qingqiu. This person sat on one side, no matter who was going to sit down, he was destined to fight with him."

The old Confucian scholar smiled and said, "At this moment, who do you think is qualified to face Qingqiu?"

Such words were actually shocking. Mr. Sanqiu said in surprise: "Can it be Ye Sheng and Master Zhou?"

"Small."

The old Confucian scholar sneered: "This big game of chess in Chao Qingqiu is naturally facing everyone except the swordsman."

Who is Chao Qingqiu? That is the strongest person in the world, and his writing will not be small.

The old Confucian scholar said: "What is this big game? It doesn't matter to tell you now. I just want to say a few things. I think about it myself. The first thing is to open the sky at Qingqiu in Qingtian City. Another thing is to go to Qingqiu, who is well-known to him, and the last thing is to kill several Canghai in Luoyang City."

No matter which of these three things are, they are very powerful, but not many people thought that it was just a move towards Qingqiu. The effect achieved by these chess pieces has made people troubled and no longer the same as before.

"In addition, the Chao Qingqiuzi will be scattered too much. You said that this was a plan that Confucianism and Taoism began to plan more than a hundred years ago. How could it be that he had already left a son more than a hundred years ago, and it was about to end today?"

When the old Confucian scholar said this, he smashed his mouth and said with some regret: "If such a person is a Confucian monk or a Taoist monk, he is afraid that the situation on earth will be even more complicated now, but he has become a swordsman. It is a pity that he has worked hard to make the situation like this."

"But even so, it's enough."

Mr. Sanqiu's face was pale, and the old Confucian scholar mentioned the matter above the cloud in just a few words. He was a monk in Spring and Autumn, and he was just powerless to care about the matter above the cloud, but these words were enough to make people feel excited.

The old Confucian scholar sarcastically said, "Although this game of chess is about Qingqiu's move, there is a secret statement, but it is useless without the old monk who was told by Lingshan to help him."

Speaking of this, the old Confucian scholar sighed, "But the old monk said he was helping him, but in fact he was still helping himself, the leader of the Buddhist sect, in charge of Lingshan and that lantern. If it weren't for the time to let go, who would have been willing to really let go of his hand?"

Mr. Sanqiu asked with trembling lips: "As far as the old man saw, what about the foundation in Juyu City was broken, what about other things?"

After planning Confucianism and Taoism for so many years, it must be more than Juyu City.

The old Confucian scholar sneered: "You idiot, as long as Juyu City is exposed, it is equivalent to these dirty things being opened up. No one is a fool. I wonder if there is something else after this?"

"As long as this place is over, something really big will happen."

The real big thing that the old Confucian scholar said is really impossible to be something else except for the cloud-like matter.

There is no doubt that saints will come from the clouds.

Mr. Sanqiu looked pale and stopped talking.

The old Confucian scholar picked up the wine bowl that he had drunk before, then raised his head and poured it down. After he really had no wine, he smiled and said, "I still have to look up to Qingqiu. Although I have left the world, there are still countless backups. If the swordsman lineage cannot get up, it will really waste this guy's hard work."

In his words, the old Confucian scholar actually highly praised Chao Qingqiu. Although Chao Qingqiu has left the world, it is still the case.

The old Confucian scholar sighed and said, "If you are still alive, it is the most interesting thing in the world."

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The North Sea is breeze, and a young man is riding a boat to sea, and a woman is accompanying him on the boat.

The boat was bought, but the woman was willing to follow him.

Sitting on the deck, the boy in a white robe was still happy to hold a green bamboo fishing rod and looked at the floating head on the sea, but his mind was not at all. Is this possible to catch fish?

The woman was cooking a pot of white porridge in the cabin, and the fragrance was everywhere.

But her attention was all on the boy in the white robe.

Maybe after half an hour, the woman couldn't hold it anymore. She smiled and said, "How come you are here to fish?"

The boy in white robe did not turn his head, but had already come to his senses, looked at the fishing rod in his hand, and smiled and said, "Fishing is not difficult, but fishing a big fish is difficult."

This is the North Sea, with the largest fish in the entire world, Kun.

Many years ago, when he was an invincible person in this world, he killed a great monster who had achieved success in the sea here, and that monster was a fish.

The young man in white robe looked at the sea and remembered the old thing that happened back then, then said: "If you were in the Beihai, you would be so scared that you couldn't speak."

The woman smiled gracefully, "I have heard of everything, saying, "Sir Chao, you, you were invincible at that time, and all the saints came to see you and kill the monster."

This young man in white robe was Chao Qingqiu.

He shook his head at Qingqiu and said, "No matter whether they are here to force me to kill people, I will definitely draw a sword that day. But whoever that sword falls on, I can't say, but in the end I can only fall on Bei Ming. I have killed many Canghai, but I am only a little guilty towards him."

It is rare to be like this in the morning of Qingqiu.

The woman whispered: "Mr. Chao has always said he should be at ease. Is it considered free now?"

He shook his head at Qingqiu and said, "It's really difficult to be free. At least I can't be free now. If that little guy can walk faster and the other little guys catch up, and then we will do something big, then we will be really free."

The woman could hear that the little guy in the words should be Li Fuyao, but she really couldn't hear anything else.

She wanted to say something else, but she made a gesture to Qingqiu, and then shook the fishing rod casually, and a big fish that was about one person long was pulled onto the boat by him.

After the big fish got on the boat, he said to Qingqiu: "Say something else."

"I have done something in the Buddha land. I used to do it casually, but who would have thought that as soon as it ferments, it turned into a different look. Now there may be many people scolding me."

Speaking of this, Chao Qingqiu couldn't help laughing out loud.

There are many people scolding him.

That's sure to be Zhao Sheng and others.

The woman didn't say anything, but her eyes were gentle.
To be continued...