Chapter 636

The brilliant white light made Li Fuyao unable to see things for a short time. When he recovered his eyesight, several figures in front of him also made him a little distracted.

At the moment, there are as many as several men in the streets of xiaoyuancheng. Some of them are in blue, some are in white, and some are in grey robes. Standing on the street, everyone looks different. But the only thing that is the same is that they all have a sword at their waist.

Every man had a sword hanging from his waist.

And these people are looking up at the sky.

The street was quiet, and a moment later there was a long sigh.

"After many years, my swordsman has been reduced to such a level."

The man was a white browed old man in a gray robe. He was not tall. He even looked at him with a little stooping. Looking at the sky, he slowly opened his mouth, "these monks of the sea, at our time, absolutely did not dare to do so."

Standing beside him was the man in white, who was the winner of snow. Listening to the words, he whispered, "today is different from the past. No one knows what the future of the world will be like, but now this scene is really worse."

This man's voice is very gentle, listening to people feel like a spring breeze, very comfortable.

Another man in green is indifferent: "with one enemy four, I'm afraid that brother Wuzong was not as good as him."

The old man in grey robe said with a smile: "the so-called sword Qi is like a rainbow. That's what I mean. It should be true that this young man can compete with Wu Zong, but he still has a long way to go compared with that Xin Jianxian."

Another man standing at the other end of the street said with a smile, "this one, how can you say that you are a great man in the world. Was master Yang inferior to him in those years?"

The old man nodded, but there was still some appreciation in his eyes.

But the man in white sighed, "if you can fight, but you can't win, I'm afraid you'll be defeated."

In the past, most of the swordsmen would not do so much like the swordsmen in the world.

The crowd was silent.

Li Fuyao was far away. In fact, he didn't hear a word. He just looked at the men with swords hanging around his waist. He hesitated for a moment and said in a soft voice, "everybody?"

He is not a fool. Naturally, he can understand a lot of things. This is a brilliant white light after searching for the immortal sword. The people who appear here don't look like real friars. They should be the marks of sword spirit of some swordsmen.

This is the same as Bai Zhihan's return to the world after many years, which is not a real existence.

Li Fuyao's sentence attracted the attention of these sword immortals.

The man in white looked at Li Fuyao. After a moment, he was surprised and said, "this young man is not 40 years old, he is already a swordsman in the morning and evening, this..."

How did the twilight swordsmen under 40 exist in their time?

I'm afraid that there is no such amazing swordsman for thousands of years or even ten thousand years.

This is the first time he has seen such a swordsman.

With the words of the man in white, everyone on the street looked at Li Fuyao.

Only a moment later, the old man in grey robe sighed: "such a talented man, I'm afraid that after that he will be a Kendo master who wants to fly away from the world."

Everyone was silent, and they thought there was nothing wrong with this.

The old man in grey robe suddenly asked, "how many sword immortals are there?"

How many sword fairies are there?

Li Fuyao hesitated for a moment, then pointed to the sea of clouds and said, "these are the two."

If you don't count the sword king, there are only two of them.

There was another silence.

If there are only two sword immortals in this world as Li Fuyao said, wouldn't it be said that the swordsmen in this world have declined to an incomparable level?

The eyes of the man in white are a little dim, "it's really not good to be so worldly."

The old man in grey robe looked at the sword which was still hovering around Li Fuyao. After a moment, he looked up at the curtain of the sky. Then he felt some emotion in his eyes and said seriously, "since this is the case, then these two people really can't have any mistakes."

The man in Tsing Yi asked, "what's your plan, master Yang?"

The old man in grey robe laughed and didn't speak in a hurry. After a moment of silence, he looked at Li Fuyao, who was not far away. He asked calmly, "is this your sword for seeking immortals?"

Li Fuyao nodded.

The old man in grey robe said again, "do you know the origin of searching for immortal sword?"

Li Fuyao still nods.

"Do you know who we are?"

Who are we?

This naturally refers to the digital sword immortals on the street.

Li Fu shook his head and said, "I don't know."The old man in grey robe said with a smile: "at the beginning, looking for the immortal sword caused endless turbulence in the world, and countless swordsmen died. We reached a consensus that we should destroy this sword. This sword was once the sword of Xin Jianxian, but it became a fairy sword again. If we want to destroy it, it would be very hard for us to join hands."

"Of course, we have thought that one day, the sword of seeking immortals will be recast by others, so this kind of sword spirit is left to prevent the sword from disturbing the world again. However, since the world has changed and the sword is in your hand, it's not a big deal as long as you take care of it and don't let it cause any more turbulence."

In his words, the old man has already revealed that they are the several sword immortals who destroyed and searched for the immortal sword.

When his highness of Chu told us the origin of this sword, he also said it very clearly: "when we destroy this sword, we also leave a sword spirit on the fragments, so that the sword will be disturbed again in the future."

It seems that he knew what Li Fuyao was thinking. The old man had already explained the reason clearly. Looking at the old man, Li Fuyao suddenly solemnly saluted, "please save the two sword immortals."

Now that Chao Qingqiu has left the world, there are no other sword immortals except the sword king. If you want to save the sword immortals in the cloud sea, others can't do it. Only the present few have hope.

Although it's just a few swords.

The old man in grey robe shook his head and said, "if we want us to make a move, a sword will soon be cut down by those monks in the sea, which is of no help."

Li Fuyao's eyes were dim.

"But there is still a way."

Li Fuyao raised his head and looked at the old man in the grey robe.

Looking at several people in the street, the old man in grey robe said calmly: "a sword's spirit is naturally invincible to the sea. But if we cooperate with each other in several sword Qi and the sword for seeking immortals, there should be no big problem in fighting against Canghai."

The man in white also knew what the old man wanted to do. He laughed and said, "it's even possible to win the battle."

That man in green has some light in his eyes, if so, it is also excellent.

Several sword immortals who did not speak in the distance also nodded.

Leaving a sword spirit was originally just for a rainy day. If those golden lights didn't fall on the sword of searching for immortals today, I'm afraid they would not wake up. They might disappear in this way at some time in the future. What's the significance of that?

Since there is a short-term sword in the sea, there is still a risk for you

Li Fuyao raised his head and asked, "what are the risks?"

The old man in grey robe said: "you are not a monk of Canghai realm. Even if you have our sword spirit, you can enter the cloud for a short time, but your body may not be able to hold it. You should know that the sword spirit of Canghai realm is the sharpest and vastest sword Qi in the world. If you can't hold it, you may die."

The old man sighed with a sigh, "how much sword spirit can be contained in the spirit house of swordsmen in the morning and evening? How can they hold the sword spirit of the sea unless You have several spiritual places. "

Looking at Li Fuyao, the old man's eyes were full of love. Young people like this were unheard of in their time. If they really wanted to die here because of this, it would be a scene they would not like to see.

"You can have a try!"

Li Fuyao looked at the old man in the gray robe and said calmly, "master, do whatever you want."

It's impossible for other people to do this, but it's not a big problem for Li Fuyao. Naturally, there is more than one spiritual place in his body.

After learning the sword immortal's imperial sword method, he has evolved many pseudo spirit houses, which makes him have more sword spirit than others.

"Are you afraid of death?" the old man asked

Li Fu shook his head and said, "I'm afraid, but ye Jianxian has saved my life and I have to report it, and I don't have to die. "

If he is sure to die, Li Fuyao will not do it, but if not, he can give it a try.

The man in white looked at Li Fuyao. Wen Sheng said, "if you can survive, this is a great gift. Even at the end of the day, if you still have some of our sword spirit in the spirit house, you may be able to break through the morning and evening and go to the spring and autumn realm."

"Like a monk of your age, I'm afraid it's the only one in the world."

Li Fu shook his head and asked, "what do I need to do?"

The old man said calmly, "it's no trouble. You need to drive away all the sword Qi in the spirit house first, and then stick to your mind."

"The spirit house is empty so that we can hold our sword spirit in the future. If we keep our heart and mind, we are afraid that you will be taken away by one of us, and then our consciousness will be lost. When our sword spirit is used up, you will become a fool."

Looking at the golden lights in the sky, the old man said again, "if it's not the case, I don't want a Kendo like you to do this."Li Fuyao did not speak.

He only began to drive away the sword spirit in the spirit house. Besides his original spirit house, he had many other spirit houses. He had to drive the sword Qi out of the spirit house for half an hour.

That's what makes the lingfu empty.

The old man said solemnly, "hold on to the sword of seeking immortals."

Li Fuyao reached out to hold the sword of seeking immortals, which was always hovering beside him, and then took a deep breath.

The old man didn't speak any more. He just looked at the corner of the street. The man who had never spoken before came to him first. He went to Li Fuyao and gave him a smile. He turned into a green light and fell into the sword of searching for immortals.

And then there's another Sword Fairy.

One after another, he fell into the sword of searching for immortals.

Until finally, there are still three sword immortals here.

The man in Green said, "it's better to kill a monk in the sea."

Before the words fell, he fell into the sword freely.

The man in white came over with a gentle expression. He looked at Li Fuyao, stretched out his hand and rubbed Li Fuyao's head. He said in a warm voice, "a young man like you should go far away. Don't die so easily. There is nothing beautiful in huangquan. The scenery in the sky is better."

With these words, he also turned into a white light into a fairy searching sword. At the moment, the sword has been shining brilliantly, and it is particularly dazzling at night.

The old man in grey robe came to him and said in a low voice: "it's only about one stick of incense. It's better not to think about how to kill the enemy. As long as you save the two sword immortals, after a stick of incense, if there is still residual sword spirit in the spirit house, you can keep it for other use. It's better not to use it to break the state. This state is not stable. I believe you will understand."

Li Fuyao nodded. Since practicing sword, he has never thought of using foreign objects to break the border. One step at a time is the most appropriate thing.

The old man patted him on the shoulder and sighed, "we dead people can't help you any more. You living people depend on yourself."

After saying this, the old man in grey robe doesn't talk much. They were people who had been dead for many years. Now it's a good thing to look at the world with this sword spirit. They can't ask for anything more. Besides, they can't ask for anything.

Li Fuyao whispered, "master..."

"Keep your mind."

The old man in grey robe also entered the sword searching for immortals.

By this time, the sword had fallen into several swords, each of which was left by those swordsmen.

After waking up, he kneaded the sword into a whole body, and then fell into the lingfu along Li Fuyao's arm.

Li Fuyao closed his eyes tightly, but there were pictures in front of those sword immortals.

The sword immortal in grey robe was the most respectable master of Kendo in that era. The white sword immortal actually cut down the Star River with one sword!

In addition, the sword immortal in green had a bloody battle with the demon soil demon, and was invincible in five battles.

This is also a peerless Tianjiao!

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Li Fuyao is in a trance.

At the moment, the scene in his mind is complex, which makes him have a headache.

The whole person is not too good.

It is even more so for those swords which have reached the extreme, just like a river of nine heavenly stars, pouring into his lingfu. If it was not for his lingfu, it would have been too much for him.

What is the sea?

There are as many swords as the sea, but also the vastness of the sword like the sea. Some people, like seeing the sea, can not produce the momentum of war.

Li Fuyao takes a deep breath. His long hair has already started to move with the wind. The sword Qi of several Canghai sword immortals is kneaded by the sword of seeking immortals. After entering the body, it is necessary to create a Canghai sword immortal.

Li Fuyang's face was bloodless, and the sword trembled violently in his hand, but he still held it tightly and did not let the sword come out of his hand.

However, it was too violent for Li Fuyao to hold the sword. He inserted the sword into the ground, and the sword dragged Li Fuyao forward several steps.

Li Fu shakes his mouth and seeps blood. At the moment, he not only has pictures of those sword immortals in his mind, but also the sword Qi in his body is constantly pounding. The whole person is very painful.

Looking for the immortal sword dragged Li Fuyao forward, countless majestic sword spirit constantly poured into his body, and countless extremely powerful sword Qi began to emanate from his body.

Between heaven and earth, there is a mysterious sword spirit in Xiaoyuan city.

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