Chapter 233

Yi Shan clapped his hands, picked up the old man lying on the ground and fainted, and said to Ling Yun, "you wait for me here for a while, I'll do something."

Ling Yun nodded and Yi Shanlian went out.

Before he was 100 years old, it was the only genius in the world who could reach the ten realms, and it was the very young one. So when Ling Yun went to Zhenbei City, he saw a lot of people in their teens and twenties who had six, seven and eight realms, and he was shocked. It was just like a dream and a dream. Moreover, the six, seven and eight realms of sword cultivation, At least it's a lot better than the rest of Kyushu's swords at the same time. It can cross at least two borders, at least before people go to the border.

In this way, although Yi Shanlian is not small, he is definitely the youngest group of monks. The old man who supported Shengzong was supposed to be the existence of transcendence, but he was subdued by Yi Shanlian. Then Yi Shanlian is definitely above transcendence. If the realm of RenWang is even higher before the age of 100, Ling Yun can't imagine how terrible Yi Shanlian's origin is, Even if Yi Shanlian is not young, but an old player in the world, his current situation is just as embarrassing as that of Fuyao Shengzong.

Now Ling Yun can only pray that Yi Shanlian doesn't have so many bad thoughts. Otherwise, he will be very dangerous. Many people will covet the two swords behind him. He may not have been so calm along the way, but his strength now is very difficult to protect himself. It's better to meet people who can reason. If he meets people who don't reason, he can't help himself, It's really hard to say. It's OK to die, but if the sword can't be sent to Pei Lixia, she will be very disappointed with herself.

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Yi Shanlian came to the VIP room where Fuyao Shengzong was, threw the old man to the ground, clapped his hands, and looked disgusted. "Fuyao Shengzong, it's a great face."

A young woman stood up and looked at Yi Shanlian coldly. Her eyes were very alert. She hurt and knocked out a monk who was beyond the ordinary realm. It was conceivable that she had not made much noise. Who is your honor

Yi Shan even looked at the woman, but she was not very good-looking. In the past two hundred years, the leader of a state and the people under his family were all arrogant and used to it. If he could make an extraordinary friar a servant, the woman's status must be very high in Fuyao Shengzong. Maybe she was passed on by the emperor.

"Fuyao Shengzong, the leader of a state, is as powerful as a mountain. Just now, I almost fainted," Yi Shan patted his chest with fear on his face. "Now I still feel a kind of suffocation, which makes me gasp for breath."

The woman is named Fuyao. She is a descendant of one of the nine heavens of Fuyao. She has a very noble status. This time she went out to play, she also met the evil sword by chance, so she wanted to get it. She asked the old servant to find the person who competed with her. She had the heart to beat others with the force.

"Since we know that we are from Fuyao Shengzong..."

"When Wudang was the only family in the world, there were friends in all eight states, and I was convinced," Yi Shan said with a sneer. "Can today's Fuyao Shengzong be comparable to Wudang at that time?"

Yi Shan even hands akimbo, a face have the ability you come to hit me ah expression, "that is dare to run rampant in Fuyao state just, out of Fuyao state, still not have to hold the tail to be a man," Yi Shan even suddenly close to Fuyao, roll up her hair, "others will be afraid of you, Fuyao Shengzong, I'm not afraid."

"Shameless!"

Fu Yao's hand pinches the formula and hits Yi Shan Lian. Yi Shan Lian pinches Fu Yao's hand, but his eyes are fixed on the two attendants behind him. He doesn't have a good view of Fu Yao state. Although there is Wudang and there have been poetic immortals, it's not good. However, everyone knows that no one is willing to meddle in those matters. He doesn't see that Wudang has been closed all the time, However, all the successful disciples go to dangerous places. They were born in heaven and earth and died on the battlefield.

In the other eight states, even the most business minded forgotten you state, we all know that the remaining blood of Fuyao state was given to Wudang and the Tang Dynasty.

"I didn't kill him, mainly because I thought you would come to trouble me," Yi Shanlian said with a playful look. "I'm from Jianzhou. My name is Yi Shanlian. You can go to Jianzhou to inquire."

"Let go of Fuyao," the servant of Fuyao yelled, "are you a word to challenge our Fuyao emperor?"

Yi Shan even loosened his hand, quickly poured out the tea to wash his hands, speechless said: "I said your name was Fu ah, Niang, it's really bad luck, who is Fu Cang's dead woman?"

Fu Cang was the alternate saint of Fuyao Shengzong 50 years ago. She was very beautiful and gifted. She was also the first sister of Fuhuang, the seventh heaven of Fuyao Shengzong. Fu Yao was Fuhuang's daughter. This identity is really noble in Fuyao Prefecture. But in Jianzhou and beiliangzhou, who cares what your identity is? Beiliangzhou and Jianzhou are the most popular places in the world, You can use all kinds of shady moves. If you can kill you openly, you'll get a good reputation. But if you can't, you'll be killed. Moreover, people in these two states are the most exclusive.

"You Fuyao knows that she has met a big man today, but her beloved grandfather yuan is beaten like that. How can she not be angry.

Yi Shan even touched his chin. He didn't expect to meet someone who helped his family. It's not easy to do. Fu Cang is a pretty woman. But his mother is so mean that his heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney are rotten. He's just going to fight with this woman. Yi Shan is not afraid, or he can't do it. That's a pretty woman, It's a pity that I can't turn back to warm my bed.

Yi Shan's eyes suddenly brightened, and he looked up and down at Fu Yao. His brother was not very good-looking. Compared with the girl he was yearning for, he was not very good-looking. Since he gave him a handle, but he was evil, and he gave him a daughter-in-law, isn't it a good thing to have the best of both worlds? When he understood it "in the future", he must be grateful to himself, holding his hand and crying bitterly. He thought it was a beautiful thing.

Yi Shan even laughs with compassion. Fu Yao feels that she is in the cold air behind her. She is only 18 years old now, and it's her first time to travel down the mountain. In the past, grandfather yuan helped her solve these problems. Now she is a little flustered.

"Forget it," Yi Shan even rubbed his chin, "see you later."

He left with his fists clasped, but it made people feel more worried. He came in a fierce manner, but he didn't do anything. It's a strange thing to say that it's not frightening. Among the monks, what they fear most is this kind of thing. If you fight with me, it's easy to say. I'm afraid you'll think about it in your heart and don't know when to stab again.

The old man awoke and yelled, "stop!"

Yi Shan turned around with a warm smile and asked, "what's the matter?"

Supporting shake block in front of the old man's body, Yi Shan even a smile, "still calculate have feeling have righteousness courage."

Fuliao looked at Yi Shanlian coldly. Yi Shanlian arched his hand and said with a smile, "I'll see you later."

Yi Shan walked with eight steps and left leisurely. Thinking of his good brother getting such a beautiful daughter-in-law, he was very happy. He asked coldly: "shameless man, what did you call me just now?"

When Yi Shan even went out, he suddenly turned back, "sister-in-law."

"You

Fuyao points to Yi Shanlian ', The "eight Swords" mentioned in this paper are the eight swords of the king of Yue described in shiyiji, which were made by Ou Yezi, the founder of swords. The characters of Wu and Yue mostly use birds as totems, so they are called bird seal or bird script.

Yi Shanlian came in, arched his hand to Ling Yun and said with a smile, "Congratulations, brother Zang, you've got the beauty back."

Ling Yun put down but evil, don't know so, "how to mean?"

Yi Shan Lian shakes his head and says, "no, No." Yi Shan Lian jumps to Ling Yun, picks up the quexie sword and knocks it gently. "It's a kind of immortal sword that imitates the most powerful immortal sword. Although it doesn't show its real face, it can feel the killing spirit in it."

Yi Shan even handed the sword to Ling Yun, said: "but evil kill demon, get twice the result with half the effort, the sword holder can at least enhance the strength of a big realm."

"What do you mean by that?" Ling Yun catches but evil, asks a way.

Yi Shan, with a smile, said to Ling Yun, "brother, who am I? The girl who supported Shengzong saw me, that's my brother. I said that she wanted evil swords, but that's one of the few outstanding people in the world. If you don't say that she is handsome, that's a talented person with amazing talent, and she is very low-key. She treats people sincerely and deeply, If I hadn't stopped her, she would have been able to come and eat you clean now. She doesn't have any bones left. "

"I believe that last sentence." Ling Yun didn't say well. Yi Shan didn't even know he was so excellent.

Yi Shan's eyes narrowed, but after he was evil, he produced a flying sword, which was badly damaged. It was said that someone had brought it back from the north side of the town. The bottom price of the flying sword was 3500 yuan.

Ling Yun glances at him. He is not a greedy man. He can get a fairy sword. He has already taken up the excrement. How can he think of anything else?

Yi Shan even stretched his waist. This time he went to Miaomiao state, he just wanted to go to Miaomiao peak to see if there were real gods. Of course, if there were fairies, it would be better. As for the things on the road, it was a pleasure to visit mountains and waters, and he just met this "canggui" brother.

In the world, there are three remarkable books of easy calculation, namely, Zhouyi, lianshanyi and guicang. Except Zhouyi, both lianshanyi and guicang have been lost. Zhouyi is compiled by the most sage and forefather of Confucianism, which is just the way of easy calculation. Talent alone is not enough. It really needs talent to learn. Not everyone is suitable for easy calculation, There are no miraculous talents in the world. For so many years, he has only heard of one person from the old guy. He has calculated Six Worlds in detail, and the overall situation is in the right direction. He just envies the talents and dies young, so he can't see their elegant demeanor.

As for an immortal sword, it's evil. For ordinary people, even if it's not Jian Xiu, it's excellent to buy it as a collection. But in Yi Shanlian's opinion, no matter how good a sword is not Jian Xiu, it's a scrap. A better sword is not better Jian Xiu, it's also a scrap. He's not short of a sword's money, but he's happy to see that there are powerful Jian Xiu with famous swords in Kyushu, In other words, the sword was given away by him. He and I are close friends. That's what Yi Shanlian really thinks. It's impossible to calculate. The only thing he wants to know is the real identity of his skinny, deep eyed and deep-seated "canggui" friend.