Chapter 147

Xu Ji went to pick up the lantern and looked at the city. The overwhelming sword spirit was rampant, which made the whole border town feel frightened.

Ordinary people may not understand the meaning of this sword spirit, but they can also feel a sense of oppression in their instinctive consciousness.

Lin Hongzhu took a look at Zhou xuance. He didn't say much. He just turned around quickly.

The cult leader was hurt by Xu Ji's sword. Now it's not a realistic thing to find Zhou xuance, who is also a member of the temple, to make trouble. Lin Hongzhu didn't think of the sudden attack of the old Jianshan ancestor, but it was not really strange. Lin Hongzhu had already guessed a lot of things.

Someone sent a message to him to kill Zhou xuance. Naturally, the purpose was not that someone wanted Zhou xuance to die. Instead, his attention should be paid to Gu Yuan. He was just a chess piece.

However, this chess piece is not so easy to hold. A monk who ascended the building or the leader of the demon sect at that time. Apart from the saints, who dares to say so will be able to hold the master of the demon cult in his palm?

Therefore, there are many variables in this matter.

However, neither Luan Xiang, who was hidden in the city, nor Zhou xuance himself, nor the Qingshan Confucian scholar who was dead and could not die any more, no one could have imagined that Li Fuyao, who was dispensable in the Bureau, was the biggest variable.

Because of the thoughts and behaviors of the Qingshan Confucians, the old ancestor who had not been around the world for many years went down the mountain.

A swordsman who ascended the building.

It's too scary.

Zhou xuance didn't stop Lin Hongzhu, who was seriously injured. He didn't want to. He was really afraid of the old ancestor of Jianshan who was still in the city.

Zhou xuance, who held up an oil paper umbrella, walked a few steps. He did not understand why the death of a young swordsman, who was only a swordsman's second level, could alarm the ancestor of Jianshan to go down the mountain?

I'm afraid that he can't even think clearly about the leader of the biggest Academy in the world.

If it is said that the swordsman has withered, Jianshan has already attached great importance to a second level disciple, which is not very realistic.

The only saying is that the young swordsman has already made the sword mountain attached great importance to.

Zhou xuance is speechless. What's wrong with the world now? After a hard time going out of the door, he meets such a freak, which makes him feel speechless.

Go to the eaves to find the little girl Gu Yuan. Gu Yuan holds a pile of cold food, raises his head and asks, "uncle, is Li Fuyao dead?"

Zhou xuance was stunned. He had never thought about it.

Yes, it's only logical to say that the young man was killed and let thunder, the ancestor of Jianshan, get angry.

Zhou xuance, who can imagine this point, is suddenly embarrassed because he doesn't know how to open his mouth in the face of Gu Yuan.

Gu Yuan soon red eyes, choked: "uncle, Li Fuyao really dead?"

Zhou xuance gently comforted: "not necessarily. If he is really dead, I'm afraid Lin Hongzhu can't go."

Gu Yuan lowers his head and ignores Zhou xuance. He just tears all the time.

Zhou xuance touched the little girl's head and whispered, "it's no use guessing. Let's go and have a look."

Gu Yuan raised his head and ran to the inn.

Zhou xuance held her, "it's not there."

Gu Yuan raised his head, full of doubts.

It's on the other side of the city.

The old ancestor put the lantern in Li Fuyao's arms and sat on the ground, regardless of whether his skirt was wet with rain or not. Looking at Li Fuyao beside him, the tired Xu Jiyang raised his hand and asked with a smile, "little fellow, have you met anything interesting these days when you go down the mountain?"

Li Fuyao nodded, so he also sat beside his ancestor and told Xu Ji what he had seen and heard about these days.

Talking about the little girl Wenyao, about the river demon and his wife, about Wang Shi Taoist priest, and finally about that girl's sword embryo white branch and how to think of the martial uncle Liu Yibai for Dayu lake.

The old ancestor laughed and said, "before I drove you down from Jianshan, you liked to tell my fellow martial brothers about their own affairs in the river and lake on the mountain. In the past, I thought that this rascal was talking nonsense. Now, it seems that he is as true as his sword spirit."

Li Fuyao had no choice but to say, "uncle Liu is really serious."

The ancestor shook his head, "you little fellow and I know that boy?"

Li Fuyao laughed bitterly.

The old ancestor looked at the sword case beside Li Fuyao and asked, "which sword is more suitable, green silk or snow?"

Li Fuyao touched his head and said bluntly, "green silk."

Laozu Zong kneaded his brow. "I thought I would give you the old thing, but you have green silk and snow. It's not interesting to give you a sword. This may be the last time to see you. Ask again, do you want this old thing?"

Li Fu shook his head this time, "no more."

The old ancestor pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "swordsman in the world, if I ask if I want my sword, you are the only one who dares to say so."Li Fuyao smiles, but there is no smile.

The old ancestor couldn't open his eyes, so he didn't say anything more. He just stood up and looked at Li Fuyao. "The last time we met, little guy, do you want to see Master's sword?"

Li Fuyao nodded.

Xu Ji laughed, "I can't help it if I want to see it. My master's last strength will be kept back to the sword mountain. But I haven't seen you, the little guy, handed out exquisite sword moves. It's just a little boring."

Li Fu shook his head.

Xu Ji rubbed Li Fu's head for the third time, and finally told him, "little fellow, if you have a sword at your waist, you can be reasonable in your heart. You don't have to think too much about doing things. If you don't lose face, you don't care."

After Li Fuyao nodded, he would reply. When he looked up, he could see Xu Ji's figure.

The ancestor of Jianshan came and went in a hurry.

Li Fuyao stood in his place, stunned.

Before, when the ancestor stood up, he put his hands behind him, but Li Fuyao clearly saw that his hands were shaking slightly. It was not easy to make a sword before.

What's more, the old attitude of our ancestors is not fake, but real.

It is very likely that this ancestor will appear in the world for the last time. After this trip of sword, he has exhausted his last things, and it is almost twilight to return to Jianshan.

Therefore, Li Fuyao was really sad. How could this old ancestor die so easily.

Outside the school, Lin Hongzhu met Luan Ping who had gone back and forth.

Luan Ping, the Prime Minister of the state of Chen, whose abdomen was still dripping blood, was not surprised at all. Seeing the leader of the white haired red robed demon cult, the old man simply sat on the threshold and waved his hands at random and said, "if you want to kill, you can kill him. I'll get a sword from the old madman, and then I'll be beaten by you, the leader of the evil cult. It's not unjust to die."

Lin Hongzhu frowned and said, "why do you, the monk who ascended the tower, roll in the secular royal court instead of staying on the mountain?"

Why did you snuff? If we didn't see the end of the road and find something to do, who would have enough to do it? "

Lin Hongzhu sneered: "so you have to calculate me?"

Luan Ping said casually, "it's just a deal. I'll help those sneaky guys plan. If they give me what I want, I'll give them what I want. Why not?"

Lin Hongzhu snorted coldly, did not answer a word, just walked straight past and sat beside Luan Ping.

Luan Ping asked with schadenfreude: "how, Xu Ji that old guy's sword, how does it taste?"

Thinking of that sword, the demon sect leader looked strange. "Xu Ji is clearly at the end of his life, but the power of a sword is still high spirited and frightened. It's really not ridiculous that swordsmen's killing power surpasses mountains and rivers. I'd like to see what those swordsmen looked like when they were in high spirits six thousand years ago. Can't they walk with their heads in the sky?"

Luan Ping vomited blood foam. "Almost. Those sword immortals were sitting in the mountains and rivers in those years. With the emergence of swordsmen in large numbers, you provoked a swordsman, but no one helped. Can you think of the time when the swordsman would leave you far behind after ten or twenty years? There are no friars who have more hatred than swordsmen, and no one really dares to say that they have stabilized a swordsman all his life. Those guys are as quick as killing demons. "

Lin Hongzhu frowned, what is agile?

Luan Ping took a look at Lin Hongzhu and said with a smile: "if you, the leader of the demon sect, had practiced sword, I'm afraid that no one would have provoked you. What is Zhou xuance?"

Lin Hongzhu was silent.

Luan Ping covered his stomach and whispered, "Lin Hongzhu, I calculated you before. Now I just want to do something with you. Do you want to do it?"

"What's the matter?" Lin Hongzhu is careless.

Luan Ping asked, "do you want to tell your truth to the world?"

Lin Hongzhu looked sideways.

Luan Ping said with a laugh: "in one day, you will not have this opportunity. Therefore, the only way to build a new dynasty is to build a new dynasty."

Lin Hongzhu pointed to the cloud.

I don't say much, but it's clear.

Luan Ping boldly said: "is it difficult for you, Lin Hongzhu, to believe that one day he will become one of the saints in the clouds?"

Lin Hongzhu sneered.

Luan Ping sincerely said: "Lin Hongzhu, Confucianism orthodoxy says you are heresy, is demon religion, but I Luan Ping does not think so, all kinds of theories in the world should exist and be allowed to develop. As for right and wrong, people in the world should see it, not just one or two family members' words!"

Lin Hongzhu's face was expressionless, "you've cheated Lin Hongzhu 50 years ago, but it's very good."

Luan plane color embarrassment.

Lin Hongzhu turns to leave.

"When the dynasty is destroyed, if the sage in the cloud doesn't care, Lin Hongzhu will never believe it. At least, before I become a saint, I will never tell the people in the world what I have learned. If you have the ability, you can try it. If one day Lin Hongzhu stands in the cloud and you are still alive, I will definitely stop the saints in the cloud for you!"

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