Super Elation Under the Sun

Riding northward, especially riding northward alone, Li Fuyao felt that he had some of the style of the great knights he had said back then. Unfortunately, the horse under the crotch is really not very interesting. After walking dozens of miles, Li Fuyao I was so tired that I was foaming at my mouth.

Li Fuyao didn't notice anything abnormal at first, but after the trees on both sides disappeared more and more slowly, he lowered his head and glanced at the horse's condition. It didn't matter if he looked at it, he watched the whiteness beside his big mouth. The bubble shocked Li Fuyao. This guy waited for him all day and night. If he died in this wilderness, it would not be worth it.

Turning over and dismounting, after a careful look, he found that the horse was just exhausted. He was relieved and Li Fuyao did not continue on the way. He tied the horse in a place where it was full enough to eat, and then he stood by. The big blue stone of Wang sat down, took off the sword case behind him, took the Qingsi sword out of the case, put it on his lap, and looked at the empty case again.

Li Fuyao looked melancholy. Master Xie Lu gave Xiaoxue. Although he didn't take the Xiaoxue sword out to the enemy very much before, but when he raised the sword, he could always think of the strange woman Shishu. Now he keeps Xiao Xuejian. After giving it to Li Xiaoxue, after thinking about it, I won’t be able to see it anymore, and I feel empty in my heart.

But even if there was only one handle of blue silk left in the sword box, Li Fuyao never thought of putting the sword box away, and the blue silk was hung around his waist, because the sword box was another teacher-uncle Liu Yi The second reason that Bai gave is that he now always feels that he has a sword around his waist, which is not very convenient. In addition, it is also to cover people's eyes.

Maybe he was the first swordsman in the world with no sword hanging around his waist.

Sitting on the bluestone, Li Fuyao was so bored that Li Fuyao thought, this time northbound, the destination is definitely the demon land, but before going to the demon land, there is still a long way to go, and he has to use this section Lu raised his realm from Qingsi to Taiqing, but when he thinks about it, Li Fuyao smiles bitterly. From Qingsi to Taiqing, it’s simple to say, but it’s so simple. He can become Qingsi. Realm swordsmen have spent so many days, it is definitely more difficult to go from Qingsi to Taiqing.

He is not the senior who wrote the poem, who can enter the morning and evening, and enter the spring and autumn in the evening.

Just thinking about it, Li Fuyao even more couldn't understand. Since this senior has such a great ability, why he has never heard his uncles talk about his deeds, even if it is just a few words.

But in the final analysis, this time from the sword aura to the blue silk realm, thanks to this predecessor, the sword aura in that poem looks messy, but when it actually stabs him, it helps him to remove the swords in the meridians. The qi was sorted out, although he didn't enter the spiritual palace, no matter how he looked at it, it was considered very good.

Li Fuyao faintly felt that if it hadn’t been for the fact that this poem had been alive for too long, his sword aura would have almost dissipated. He wanted to rely on Li Fuyao’s sword aura to meet these sword auras, not on the spot. Death is the end of serious injury.

A realm is most likely to be a senior swordsman who came to the Denglou realm after the Spring and Autumn Period. The poems written at random in those days, the residual sword energy in it can help Li Fuyao walk from the sword energy realm to the blue silk realm. What kind of demeanor should the predecessors still exist in the world?

I'm afraid that even if it loses to the saint in the cloud, few people in this mountain and river can fight it, right?

Xu Ji, the ancestor of Jianshan Mountain, was recognized as a first-class swordsman in the mountains and rivers before that sword was released. It is even generally believed that the prospects are better than Chaoqingqiu, and after Chaoqingqiu, he has become At the time of Sword Immortal, no one would fail that hurdle because Xu Ji would not pass that hurdle, but later for Jianshan, Xu Ji insisted on making that sword and ruining his hope of Sword Immortal. In fact, everyone knew why this was. .

Even Xu Ji knew it.

If it is said that there is no plan by the monks of the three religions, no one would believe it.

But even so, Xu Ji, who was able to perceive the impropriety at the time, still resolutely made the sword, letting the mountains and rivers know that the sword cannot be deceived!

Such boldness, even if he fails to become a sword fairy, he is destined to be remembered for a long, long time.

I talked to the ancestor Xianyan about the swordsman before, and that ancestor clicked on a few words. In fact, Li Fuyao also knew the meaning. Even Chao Jianxian becoming a sword immortal is something that Sanjiao didn’t want to see. , If there is another swordsman who hopes to become the second sword fairy in the past six thousand years, I am afraid that he will be strangled if he just shows some signs before that day.

Li Fuyao is still in the Blue Silk Realm now, and he can't feel it too much. As the realm rises bit by bit, I'm afraid he won't feel that way anymore.

Why swordsmen have often haunted the demon land for the past six thousand years, this alone is enough to make people think deeply.

Li Fuyao, who had thought a lot and had no clue, simply shook his head, no longer thought, put away the Qingsi sword, after standing up, watching that the horse is much better than before, he went to himself. After leading the horse, I dared not ride it anymore, but just led the horse forward.

Although Li Fuyao did not walk on the official road this time, to be honest, the trail was still quite spacious.

One person, one horse, not crowded.

Li Fuyao patted his waist. If he kept it in the past, he would have been drinking while walking with a pot of wine hanging from his waist.

After a few steps, Li Fuyao was suddenly stunned on the spot. He lowered his head and cocked his fingers to calculate. It took half an hour to remember that today was his birthday. After today, he can no longer speak of a teenager.

Thinking of the words Li Wenjing had taken for him, Li Fuyao smiled.

From Baiyu Town to Jianshan, from Jianshan to Luoyang City, it was only four years.

Li Fuyao stretched out his hand to compare to his chest, and then touched his head. He vaguely remembered that he was so high when he was in White Fish Town that year, and now he is so high when he sees it now.

Li Fuyao laughed.

What he didn't know was that at this moment, on the mountains on both sides of the distance, a group of bandits stared at Li Fuyao like this. One of the burly guys took a big knife and watched Li Fuyao make gestures alone. I couldn't help turning his head to look at the big boss beside him who was dressed differently from the bandits. The fox questioned: "Brother, you said this guy is really not a fool?"

There was a big mole between the eyebrows and the eyebrows. The guy reprimanded: "Have you ever seen a fool who still knows to meditate?"

The brawny man was speechless for a while.

The man lowered his voice and said, "Tell my brothers that the kid's horse has eaten the grass we have given me medicine, and it must not be able to run. Try to be polite when you go down the mountain later."

As soon as this sentence was said, not only the strong man, but even the bandits around here were extremely helpless.

deportment?

When the bandit still pays attention to this thing?