Chapter 80

There is a sword under the cliff.

There is no need to say or think about it. When Li Fuyao finally arrived at the bottom of the cliff step by step along the mountain, he felt a sharp sword spirit.

Although the sword spirit is fierce, there are many different feelings. It should be caused by the combination of several sword Qi. Otherwise, Li Fuyao would not feel several different feelings.

Li Fuyao, a little pale, leaned against a huge stone, stood still slightly, pressed his wooden sword on his waist, and looked at the rocks and weeds in front of him. His face was a little dignified.

Before going down the mountain, several martial uncles had already got to the bottom. It's hard to say the rest of the swords at the foot of the cliff. However, there was a sword immortal who carried the sword. The sword immortal was known as the most powerful sword in the world. A sword once had a power of thousands of miles. I don't know how many swordsmen regard it as a rare genius in the world. There are numerous disciples and disciples. It is one of the few swordsmen who really walk out of Jianshan Immortal, otherwise, they would not compete with the demon earth giants on the Jianshan mountain, and even died. Even the sword was left under the cliff. Although even a demon soil magnate has not been able to cut down, the statue of this one is still very far ahead in the sword immortal hall on the Jianshan mountain. Although there is still Jianshan's selfishness here, the sword immortal's swordsmanship cultivation is not false.

After taking a deep breath, Li Fuyao walked slowly. After passing through a small pile of disordered stones, he saw his first sword.

There was a broken sword, which was stuck in a pile of stones. The body of the sword had been rusty. The handle made of sword wood had been rotten. Even the sword had been almost connected with these rocks because of the accumulation of time. Li Fuyao reached out to hold the handle and wanted to pull it out. But with a strong effort, the broken sword did not move.

Li Fuyao frowned and gave up the idea.

Go on and see the second sword after a few steps. Compared with the broken sword before, the body of this sword is much more slender, but the handle is rotten and the body is covered with rust. The difference is that this sword is lying on a big stone, and there are even two small characters on the sword.

Li Fuyao leaned over to have a look. After careful identification, he vaguely recognized them. These two words are gone.

No longer the original intention, or forever.

Li Fuyao didn't think too much about it. After he went on, he felt that there was sword spirit in front of him. It seemed that many people had pricked his pores with many fine needles. Although the pain was not as good as that stabbed by the sword Qi of chaoqingqiu when he went to the Chenshan mountain on that day, it was not too far away.

After walking through this chaotic pile of stones, Li Fuyao came to a stream. The stream was not deep, but it was quite wide. Not far from the other side, Li Fuyao also saw a small but exquisite bamboo house. The bamboo house was built on a huge bluestone, which looked pleasing to the eyes.

He took off his shoes and socks and walked into the stream. Li Fuyao quickly stepped back two steps and went back to the bank. Looking at the soles of his feet, he didn't know when a cut had been made and the blood flowed.

A lot of blood went down the stream and was soon washed away.

Li Fuyao stood on the bank with a strange look. The bottom of the cliff is full of sword spirit. However, the sword spirit on the bank is less than half of that stream. Just a moment after Li Fuyao stepped into the stream, he suddenly realized that all the water around his feet was sword spirit. After returning to the shore, he was still cut a hole. Fortunately, those sword Qi were not human beings Li Shiwei didn't enter Li Fuyao's meridians along this opening, otherwise it would be very troublesome to clean up later.

Li Fuyao stood on the bank and looked into the stream carefully. Only then did he find that there were broken swords everywhere in the stream. The fragments were not big. It seemed that they were broken and thrown into the water. Looking at the exquisite bamboo house opposite, Li Fuyao thought that it was the handwriting of the man inside?

It's just that at the bottom of the cliff, if there are people living there, the person who wants to come here can be regarded as the elder of Jianshan.

But if this kind of swordsman can live at the bottom of the cliff for so many years, can't he get that Sword Fairy's sword?

Li Fuyao's thoughts are complicated, but the water in the stream is full of sword spirit. If you want to come to the bamboo house, you can't help but jump across the Bank of this stream?

Or do you have to walk through the stream to get to the bamboo house?

When he was a storyteller in Baiyu town before, Li Fuyao always liked to tell such stories. After the poor boy fell to the bottom of the cliff, he was lucky enough to die. Then he could see a cave with only dead bones and a volume of martial arts secrets. Then he could become a great swordsman by practicing his unique martial arts skills, or he would meet a great master at the bottom of the cliff and get his true story. He was still a great master However, compared with the two, the former is a simple thing. After learning the martial arts in the martial arts secret books, he can become famous and famous. However, the latter is expected to be subjected to all kinds of difficulties by the hermit master before he can successfully learn kung fu. However, after such stories are told too much, even Li Fuyao feels a little bored.

Standing on the bank beside the stream, Li Fuyao did not know what to do. He just sat on the bank and looked at the exquisite bamboo house across the stream.

From time to time, Li Fuyao looked at the exquisite bamboo house in the distance to see if there was a world expert in it, but even if he stretched his neck, he did not see any trace of anyone.In the end, if it wasn't for the slender iron sword that I saw before, I don't know why it suddenly flew up from the stone and flew to the stream here. I'm afraid Li Fuyao would never get up.

Li Fuyao gazed at the slender iron sword and asked with interest, "why do you want me to go to the bamboo house?"

The sword will not open his mouth, but it seems that he nodded with joy. Li Fuyao frowned. "The river is full of sword spirit. If you walk past, you will have to be cut many holes. I don't want to go."

After listening to these words, it seems that Bufu Jian is wronged to draw a circle on the ground. However, with its swing, a lot of rust on his body has fallen off, revealing a small piece of snow-white sword body. This should be the original appearance of fufu sword.

Li Fuyao tut sighed: "you put on this body of rust, pour like a pearl dust, do you want to go with the stream I will rust for you?"

After seeing what he said, there was no movement in the sword. Li Fuyao felt that he had acquiesced, so he had to reach out to pick up the sword. But in this moment, the body of the sword suddenly turned and the tip of the sword pointed to Li Fuyao.

Before Li Fuyao reacts, the sword has already stabbed.

Although there is no sword spirit, it is still fierce.

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