not immortal

crackle.

It was still raining outside the Xuan window, Jiang Xu stood in the hall, at the top was Jian Louzi who was full of anger, and the rest of the peak masters and elders sat in rows on both sides, he raised his eyes and saw Yan Sui always very broad and upright Straight back.

"...When the disciple arrived, the man had already left. Although it was past the beginning of spring, the mountain was still cold, and it was still frozen in the morning. When encountering such a powerful burning fire art, the bridge collapsed."

"Hmph!" Jian Louzi slapped the armrest heavily, his brows were raised upright, "It's cruel to hurt your fellow disciples! Jiang Xu, tell yourself, who is that person?"

Seeing Yan Sui's figure sideways, Jiang Xu had no choice but to take a step forward and sincerely shook his head: "The fog is thick today, Master, I really can't see what that person looks like."

Jian Louzi's gaze on him was meaningful, and Jiang Xu couldn't bear his guilt any more, so he could only force a smile and said, "I haven't been out of Qiongxiao Peak very often, so I really don't know who it is." Hate me so much."

After a long while, the sharp eyes that seemed to be able to see through people finally moved away. Jian Louzi squeezed the center of his brows with a headache, and ordered: "Yan Sui, go and investigate."

"Yes," Yan Sui accepted the matter without any hesitation, with a gentle voice, "There are not many people who can use the Burning Fire Art to this extent. This disciple thinks that we can start from here."

Jian Louzi's expression finally calmed down a little, he hummed approvingly, and praised: "Your idea is right, so let's do this first, you take Jiang Xu to Jianzhong first."

Sword mound?

Jiang Xu suddenly looked up at Jian Louzi, hesitated for a while before saying: "Master, I don't want to practice sword anymore."

"Don't want to practice sword?!" Seeing this, Jian Louzi was about to get furious again, "What are you going to do if you don't practice sword? If you don't practice sword, you won't even want Lao Yang who guards the mountain gate!"

"Can……"

Jiang Xu hesitated to open his mouth, and about to spit out half of the words, Jian Louzi stood up abruptly, pointed at his nose and cursed: "It was you who said you wanted to practice swords, but now you are the one who wants to give up halfway, Jiang Xu, Do you know that changing lanes in the middle of the road is equivalent to scrapping a body and starting over?"

"But I really don't have this talent," Jiang Xu finally found an opportunity to speak, and turned up the volume, "Everyone knows that I can't do it. What's the difference between doing it now and starting from scratch!"

"Master," Yan Suiwen interrupted the increasingly restless atmosphere between the two of them slowly, "Why don't you just leave it to me, I think the younger brother is also on the edge of his horn for a while."

Jian Louzi was trembling with anger when he pointed at Jiang Xu's finger, and now he turned around after hearing the words, and waved his hands impatiently at the hall: "Hurry up and take this useless thing out!"

Yan Sui first bowed his hands to him, and then bowed apologetically to the elders and peak masters around him who always pretended that he didn't exist: "I'm bothering you elders this time."

"What is Ziji talking about?" the man with a jade face and white hair holding a green jade dust whisk on the lower left smiled and nodded, "I should have dealt with such a major event myself, but since senior brother wants to train you , it’s not easy to intervene.”

"Thank you, Master Uncle Qingxiaozi for your kindness." Yan Sui practiced Tai Chi with this Bixiao Peak without leaking anything.

A look of satisfaction flashed across Qingxiaozi's eyes, and he laughed with everyone next to him: "Naturally, naturally!"

"Then I won't continue to disturb everyone's discussion." He bowed to the hall again, and then turned to Jiang Xu, smiling slightly: "Junior brother, let me go."

Those who didn't know thought they were going to escort me to the upper wall of the cliff, Jiang Xu said in a low voice, and imitated Yan Sui's appearance and cupped his hands in the hall: "Jiang Xu is stupid, and I have troubled all the uncles and uncles. It’s really not right to come here specially.”

There was silence in the hall for a while, the rain outside the window was crackling, Jian Louzi was so angry that he ignored him at all, and finally Qing Xiaozi came out to smooth things over, and waved his whisk gently with a gentle expression: "You don't have to think too much, hurry up Go with your senior brother."

Without waiting for Jiang Xu to speak again, Yan Sui took the initiative to say: "Master uncles, master uncles, then we will take our leave."

As he spoke, he glanced at Jiang Xu with clear eyes, motioning him to shut up and step forward, and finally he was able to lead people across the threshold. Jiang Xu also lowered his head, knowing that he had caused trouble for Yan Sui and Jian Louzi again. .

Yan Sui opened his umbrella again, stood at the bottom of the steps and stretched out his hand to him: "No matter what, you must have a weapon that can be used, so follow me first."

"Well," Jiang Xu responded in a low voice, "Brother, shouldn't I say it at this time."

Yan Sui leaned forward and grabbed his palm, the umbrella tilted slightly, showing no emotion.

"Practice, you should persevere," he said in a low voice, and led Jiang Xu out, "Since you have entered the Wuji sect, you don't have the talent to be stupid."

Jiang Xu was just silent, his eyes fell on the thin and dense rain around him, and he said after a while: "I know that those who can step into this path are no ordinary people, maybe it is only through doing good deeds in more than ten generations that they can get this ray of immortality, but I am indeed... stupider than everyone else."

"Where did you know that you are stupid?" Yan Sui's voice was still unhurried, "Do you think you can't do it when others say you can't do it?"

"It's not what others said." Jiang Xu's eyes were hot, and his tone was vague, "It's my own feeling that others can learn the trick in just a while. It takes me a whole day. Isn't that stupid? ?”

Yan Sui took him to stop in front of the broken bridge, the fog still hadn't dissipated, Jiang Xu waited for a while, seeing that Yan Sui didn't speak, he said softly: "Brother like you, you never have such troubles when you think about it."

There seemed to be a faint sigh in his ear, Yan Sui didn't answer his question, but just put his arms around his waist, and said: "Now the bridge can't go, so I can only take you to Jianzhong like this."

Jiang Xu looked down at the bottomless valley in the dense fog, leaned on Yan Sui unconsciously, hummed softly, and was immediately led by Yan Sui to leap forward, blown by the wind Yaodi led them to fly forward, he looked up and couldn't help asking: "Why don't you use a sword, brother?"

"Sword cultivators don't know how to use swords," Yan Sui's voice seemed ethereal in the wind, "Xu Xu, no one is omnipotent."

"I know it." Jiang Xu's eyes fell on the mist, "I understand, brother, but you are different."

"It's nothing different," Yan Sui interrupted him irresistibly, "Xuxu, I also have things I'm not good at."

Jiang Xu shook his head honestly, and said, "I can't tell."

Who doesn't know that Yan Sui's shocking talent is unparalleled, and he is an immortal talent.

Yan Sui laughed softly, and quickly lowered his eyes to sweep Jiang Xu's face: "Then Xu Xu might as well guess, I'm not good at anything."

Jiang Xu stared at the misty distant mountains and pondered for a moment, then curled his lips: "I don't guess, it's very boring."

"Is that so?" Yan Sui's voice seemed to be soaked in rain, and it was gentle, so low that it was almost inaudible, "I also find it quite boring."

After a while, he said in a serious voice: "Xu Xu, don't judge yourself based on other people's words, no matter who it is, you will never know yourself better than yourself."

Jiang Xu groaned, and said dully: "But when I wanted to practice swords at the beginning, probably... it was just because my senior brother and master were both, um, sword cultivators."

The blame can only be blamed on the misty spring rain that day, he watched Yan Sui's sword energy cut open a peach petal sharply and precisely, so easily that anyone could do it.

Therefore, Yan Sui is still to blame!

Naturally, he was just joking, Jiang Xu quickly dismissed the thought, and continued: "I understand that senior brother and master are doing it for my own good, but if I'm still like this in a few hundred years, so what should I do."

"Impossible," Yan Sui retorted firmly, "Even if someone is really without talent, if he is really willing to devote hundreds of years to one thing, he will still have a chance of great success. Xuxu, it's important It's never that fruit."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and smiled warmly: "Xu Xu, one day, you will be famous all over the world."

Jiang Xu stared at him blankly, for a moment, those amber pupils were even more moist than the surrounding fog, but in the end he just blinked quickly, and raised the corners of his mouth towards Yan Sui.

"It's just a lie," he complained vaguely, "If that day really comes, I will definitely repay my brother for enlightening me today."

It's no longer talking about going another way.

Yan Sui smiled lightly and said, "Okay, I will remember."

He took Jiang Xu to land on a protruding platform on Guanjian Cliff, Jiang Xu watched him put away the undamaged bamboo umbrella lightly, and finally couldn't help asking: "Brother, this umbrella... ...?"

"Zhu Jiange's new work." Yan Sui shook his wrist, and the umbrella surface was as dry as ever in an instant, "I made it from Dongzhou's purple jade bamboo, and it's easy to use."

Jiang Xu sized it up a few more times, then retracted his gaze reluctantly, no wonder it was so durable, it was originally made of gold.

After Yan Sui finished speaking, he waved his finger at Jiang Xu jokingly: "I can't give this to you, Xu Xu should practice the sword first, and then think about other things."

What nonsense, Jiang Xu slandered angrily, how can I be this kind of person!

He didn't bother to talk to Yan Sui anymore, and walked towards the dark cave first, a low laugh came from behind, Yan Sui closed his umbrella, and followed him leisurely: "The sword mound is dark, be careful not to drop it. "

"Understood," Jiang Xu protracted his tone, with a slight rise in the end, "Brother, be careful not to fall."

As soon as he finished speaking, he staggered, he quickly stabilized his figure, and instinctively glanced back - Yan Sui didn't seem to notice, his eyes fell on the surroundings, and he explained slowly:

"It's time to change your previous sword. Back then, Master took the No.12 batch of standard sword from Zhujian Pavilion, just to train you well. Always relying on a good sword makes it difficult to improve. It is the place where the disciples of Wuji Peak have buried their swords, and it is not easy to forge divine weapons, they sleep here, and they will only reappear in the world one day, and then show their sharpness."

A subtle buzz came from Yan Sui's body, Jiang Xu turned his head suddenly, but saw Yan Sui pressing the hilt of his sword calmly, and explained: "I got Jingwu from here, and now I'm back to my hometown, I'm so excited." Very much."

Jiang Xu nodded clearly, and barely drew the outline of the Jingwu Sword in his mind—it was a bit vague, and Yan Sui didn't draw his sword often in his impression, and could only recall the bright and clear light and the "Jingwu" seal on Cang Qingjian's body Two words, and a clear whistle like a phoenix cry when it is unsheathed.

It is indeed a rare magical weapon.

"Follow me," Yan Sui rubbed the hilt of his sword, nodded slightly to him, his eyes were complicated but still gentle, "Xuxu, your sword has been waiting for you here for many years."

"My sword?" Jiang Xu repeated it inexplicably, "Why did Senior Brother know about this?"

Even I myself didn't know about it, how could Yan Sui be so sure.

Yan Sui took out a yellow talisman from his sleeve, and used his spiritual power to urge a ball of orange flames. Only then did Jiang Xu see the specific appearance of the sword mound: countless dusty long swords were inserted in the piles of gravel and dust. , there are also spears, bows and crossbows scattered around, and not far away is an epee with a handle much taller than Yan Sui - I don't know how burly the person who owned it back then was.

Jiang Xu thought, this place is not so much a sword mound, but a soldier mound.

"On the day you entered the Wuji Sect, there was a change in the sword mound, and some divine soldiers almost broke away from the restriction here to find you," Yan Sui explained in a gentle voice, and led him towards the giant sword, "It chose you to be the leader of the giant sword." the next owner."

Not a master or a servant, just a possession, Jiang Xu understood something from Yan Sui's words ignorantly, and he didn't quite understand it, until he saw the gray long sword that was deeply buried in the boulder, and his heart jumped suddenly.

Om-!

As the sound of the sword whistled, the long sword shook suddenly, and a clear light emerged from the thousands of years of dust, like the first bright moon on Qiongxiao Peak.

hum-

Immediately afterwards, Jingwu uttered a clanging sword cry, like a phoenix's long cry, echoing the long sword of Mengchen, Yan Sui pressed the hilt of the sword tightly, his eyes seemed to be relieved, but also seemed to be melancholy, Jiang Xu pressed his heart, dazed Then took a step forward.

"Xu Xu," he heard Yan Sui's hoarse voice so clear that he could hear it amidst the sound of swords in the room, "you will eventually become famous and famous all over the world."

Just because of this sword?

Jiang Xu endured the sudden pain in his heart, his eyes were inexplicably hot, he stretched out his hand slowly but firmly, and held the cold and sinking hilt, his arm suddenly exerted strength——

Click.

Meng Chen was torn apart by the sword energy, and the clear light pierced through the darkness of the room, and three words were written on the bottom of the sword body:

【Broken mountains and rivers】

old age

Jingwu means Jingwu chopping the phoenix.