I heard you've been trying to fight me

"If you take his cultivation back, you can hide it in a short period of time." The old voice was not in a hurry, and there was a strong hint in the words.

An old man was lying on the roof of a simple thatched hut with his legs crossed, wearing torn and dirty linen clothes.He had a grass root in his mouth and was chewing it relish.

He Zhibi hid behind the rocks, his eyes crossed with the old man's, both of them were very calm.

Xiang Zuo backed out of the shed and jumped up in surprise: "Senior! How are you?"

The old man spat out the grass roots with a bah sound, hating iron for being weak and pointing his hand at him: "You said you little bastard, you finally got Lao Tzu's blue eyes, why are you so unlucky?"

Xiang Zuo smiled and shook his head: "I'm not unlucky, I'm the luckiest person to be Chi Xiao's next sword master."

The old man patted his buttocks to stand up and jumped down, and Xiang Zuo dog-legged stepped forward to help him pick thatch.

The old man became impatient before he picked it off, he casually shouted a few times with his hands: "Okay, okay!"

"Senior, you said last time that you would take me to touch Xiaobai's..." Xiang Zuo followed the old man step by step: "If you touch it, then I won't hold you accountable for the last time you lied to me with fish scales pretending to be dragon scales." thing."

"Hey!" The old man turned around and slapped him on the head: "Little bastard is terrible! That's the dragon scale! The dragon scale!"

"Okay, okay." Xiang Zuo didn't argue with him, and coaxed: "It's Longlin Longlin, then since you are so powerful, senior, take me to touch Xiaobai!"

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai! The white tiger has dignity! Even if he... that person is also a beast! If you keep calling me, let's see if I can take you there."

Xiang Zuo felt aggrieved, he pursed his mouth and muttered: "Anyway, I called him Xiaobai when I picked it up, and I didn't see that he didn't like it. What's so good about the beast, it might as well be my Xiaobai."

While talking, he suddenly came to his senses and said excitedly: "Senior, you promised! Go, go! Since Xiaobai was taken away, I haven't seen him for almost a year!"

The old man whimpered and walked forward, shaking his ragged sleeves.The corner of his eyes glanced behind Jianmu, and he deliberately said loudly: "Okay! Anyway, Jianmen is going to be destroyed, can't we wait for this moment?"

He Zhi leaned on the thick sword wood and looked at the direction in which the two men left.After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, a bird rose into the sky on the mountainside on the right.

He tilted his head and smiled, looked at the foot of the mountain and then went in the opposite direction with the breath-holding talisman attached.

The main peak of Xuanjian Mountain is about [-] feet high. After walking halfway up the mountain, there is snow in the shady corners first, and more and more snow goes up.

When we reached the mountain gate engraved with the word "Jianmen", the snow had sunk into our calves, the cornerstone in front of the gate was buried, and a thin layer of fresh snow had fallen on countless messy footprints. It seemed that many people had just passed by not long ago.

Yin Guo wrinkled his face and followed He Zhi farther and farther. It was too cold here in Xuanjian Mountain, and with He Zhi's current cultivation base, he could barely keep out the cold at best.He didn't dare to get too close, otherwise it would be more than black lips.

"are you still there?"

On the snow-white square, He Zhi wrapped his body behind him in a cloak, and looked around worriedly.

A smile flashed in Yin Guo's eyes, and after floating close, he stretched out his transparent fingers to fiddle with his eyelashes.

He Zhi's eyes trembled slightly, thinking it was snowflakes falling.But then the coolness spread along the cheeks, all the way to the earlobe.

He Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, "You follow closely, I will rely on you later."

Yin Guo didn't care that he couldn't see, and nodded in agreement seriously.

The buildings on Xuanjian Mountain are as crude as the thatched huts over there, they seem to be randomly piled up after chopping a few stones.

Tall is tall, but unfortunately the shape is hard to describe.After entering the mountain gate, three main halls surround a square, with a stone in the center, engraved with the words "Sword Test Stone".

He Zhi followed the footprints, carefully identified them and walked along the center line.Yin Guo followed behind, trying to catch the corner of the clothes blown by the wind with his hands.

The main hall in the middle is wide open, and a huge stone statue is enshrined in the center.There seems to be some conflict here, the fruits on the altar table are rolling all over the place, and some of them are trampled to pieces on the ground.

The futon was kicked everywhere, and the snow half-melted into water, soaking the torn plaque.

Most of the candles in the side hall were extinguished, and the tablets that had appeared in the village ancestral hall were placed on the table there.

Right in front of it, the place that originally said "Mo Lan under Chengying's Gate" was replaced with a new one, with bloodstains written on it stroke by stroke: Mo Fei under Chengying's Gate.

The handwriting is light and heavy, and the strokes are obscure and sticky.

He Zhi held his breath and walked over slowly.It wasn't until he felt oppressed that he suddenly bent down and took a deep breath.

Transparent drops of water fell on the ground, flowing to the candle holders along with the melted snow on the bottom of the feet.The water mark had just passed the shelf full of candles, and suddenly the white light flashed and disappeared.

He Zhi raised his eyes and vaguely saw a candle trembling for a while before it went out silently.

Yin Guo touched the back of He Zhi's hand worriedly, and felt endless regret when he looked at Mo Fei's tablet.

The shocking sword that year was no longer seen in the future.In fact, he knew more about Mo Fei in detail, because he found Mo Fei in the dungeon of Dengxian City after he brought people back to Dengxian Realm.

At that time, Mo Fei had white hair and wrinkles.If it weren't for the familiar clothes and familiar eyes.

Yin Guo really wouldn't believe that the old man meditating outside the prison would be the handsome and suave Boss Mo.

Ru Yimo's mind was damaged, and in the endless pain and despair, she hated all sunshine and beautiful things.

So she didn't want to leave the dungeon, Mo Fei couldn't take her away, and finally chose to stay with her there forever.

Yin Guo crooked his finger and scratched it. He remembered that when he left the dungeon, Mo Fei, who firmly refused to go out together, said: "In my life, God's will makes people, and human will also make people. They are all here, and I will only Here it is."

But now it seems that the white-haired man of Chengying sword master sent the black-haired man.

The cold touch made He Zhi withdraw from his emotions. After closing his eyes and relaxing for a while, he turned around the statue and walked towards the back door.

Behind it is a wider square with the same layout. At a glance, there are many people gathered under the steps of the main hall in the front, and the leader is Red Butterfly in red.

On the steps of the main hall, there were more than a dozen people in moon-white jackets holding long swords and staring at the people below vigilantly.

Hongdie played with the flame in her hand, and asked Yan Zheng impatiently: "Should I still fight or not!"

Yan Zheng struggled all over his face, and turned to look at the brothers who followed him.Sure enough, there was more or less compassion on the faces of these people.

He smiled wryly and said: "Wait a little longer, Jianmen has guarded the world for thousands of years, and now that the sword master has died, let people go away in peace. And the time is almost up."

Hongdie clicked her tongue, and at this moment, countless buzzing sounds suddenly sounded from the mountain behind the main hall.

Those Jianmen disciples standing on the steps knelt down on the ground in fear, with tears on their faces, and knocked their heads on the ground: "Respectfully send off the Lord!"

The same voice came from the hall, and for a moment the whole mountain and people mourned together, echoing endlessly.There was some commotion among the crowd under the steps, and someone exclaimed: "My sword!"

Accompanied by this sound, more and more people were shocked to find that the sword in their hands was vibrating continuously.

Some of the poor-quality swords even had cracks spreading out from the entire blade, turning into dust in a short while.

Xuanyuan is the sword of the holy way, the master of the sword died, and all the swords in the world felt that the way of the sword was dim, so they mourned themselves.

He Zhi's cultivation base is shallow now, and he couldn't protect his heart veins under such a big battle. After a while, he retreated to the hall and put his heart on his back, intending to guard his dantian to resist those screams.

The sword is righteousness and the nemesis of all Yin things.So Yin Guo's soul body was also impacted, weakening almost visibly with the naked eye.

He quickly followed back to the main hall, rubbed hard, and stuffed himself into the gap between He Zhi and the corner of the wall.

On the square in front, those who can follow Xianzongli today are all strong.Although there was a moment of confusion because of the flying sword, it immediately became quiet again.

Hongdie glanced at Xiaotong, who immediately dropped the long sword that was still shaking: "The sword gate has no way, the famous sword is self-proclaimed, and the sword master is martyred. Today we must obey the destiny and prove the way by killing!"

"kill!"

Amidst the loud roar, those people followed the boy to the main hall, and those Jianmen disciples raised their swords to meet the enemy with tears in their eyes.

The sound of fighting was heard in the main hall, Mo Xie sword master "Teng" stood up, his face covered with frost: "What's going on? Isn't it forbidden to resist!"

A shady man sitting across from her had an ugly expression: "Sit and wait to die if you don't resist? Sure enough, the hair is long but the knowledge is short!"

Sword Master Mo Xie was furious, and the handsome man beside her scolded first: "You don't listen to the words of the Lord when he is dying? Sword Master Yuchang is really powerful!"

The sinister man sneered: "It's just that the so-called Suzerain died. The Suzerain must have been closed and stupid. He didn't even dare to fight! What have we been afraid of in Kanshan for so many years?"

The other five people surrounding the sword furnace had different expressions, but most of them acquiesced to the statement of Yuchang Sword Master.

They are just sword masters, not famous swords.People have selfishness, and no one wants to die inexplicably.

The Jianmen disciples who stayed in the outer hall couldn't wait for the order. They finally couldn't help it after seeing half of their fellow disciples killed and injured outside, and went to support them with their swords in hand.As a result, the one-sided situation was alleviated, and Xianzong's offensive was slowed down.

All kinds of spells flew together outside the hall, and colorful rays of light exploded in the air.The smell of blood combined with the screams made it even more cruel amidst the huge buzzing sound from the back mountain.

Yan Zheng held Hongdie back and did not let her join the battlefield.

"Now we have the advantage, and you don't need to attack indiscriminately."

Hongdie wove a chair out of fire, and lay there staggeringly with her head upturned.

In the main hall behind, the seven orifices of He Zhi had reddish blood overflowing.Fortunately, those vibrations were suddenly disrupted, and many other sounds were mixed in.

Yin Guo relieved it faster than him, almost as soon as the shock weakened, he pulled himself out of the gap with his hands.