Talking about the ancients

Before Yu Ci could react, Hong Qianqiu felt that he was overreacting, scratched his head and hair, smiled, and said to the gray-white Taoist priest, "Why are you still staying if you lose? Go down and relax, come back in ten days!"

The Taoist priest also knew that he had saved his life and hurriedly took back his hand, but he felt something was wrong. After touching it again, he found that the long beard that had been left for many years had broken into two pieces from his throat and fell down. He was also a person who was good at studying swordsmanship. Seeing this, he knew that the sword energy emitted by Yu Ci was almost at a slight level, and he could cut the beard and stick to it until he applied an external force and broke it.

The biggest advantage of the Empirical Department is to seek truth from facts. Taoist priests know that although the two of them have similar cultivation levels and are both at the top of the God-Transporting level, perhaps they are more experienced, but even if they fight for such high-level swordsmanship, he will lose more than anything else. He looked at Yu Ci deeply, sighed, and said nothing more, held the sword and raised his energy down the peak.

At this time, in the void outside the mountain wall, Hong Qianqiu also recovered, but felt it was very interesting. There was no need to say anything to scold him. He swept his eyes to the mountain wall, and he saw the surrounding situation in his eyes. He grinned at Yu Ci:

"Since you have obtained the sword plaque, please go down the mountain. Remember, since you have a brand, everyone on half of the mountain wall can snatch it. If you lose, it is necessary to say that the brand must belong to someone else, but if you get stuck and stolen by someone to snatch it away. So this brand cannot be stuffed into the storage ring no matter what, nor can it be thrown away. If you can still hold it at the foot of the mountain, this brand is really yours..."

Yu Ci said "oh" and looked around. In the smog of the mountains, he couldn't see the surrounding situation clearly. However, from the scene he was watching just now, the density of monks here is not small. Also, although he won the battle in the moment, he must admit that the swordsmanship of the old Taoist Changzhu was very mellow, and the "eye technique" at the beginning of the war was surprisingly unexpected. The other party was just defeated by the subtle grasp of the opportunity to win and lose. If there were such people on Chutian Peak, it would be difficult to walk on his way down the mountain.

Of course, Yu Ci was not afraid. On the contrary, he was quite eager to try. However, before that, he still didn't understand something. He raised the wooden sign in his hand and asked Hong Qianqiu: "What's going on with this sword sacrificial plaque?"

"Yeah? You don't know?" Hong Qianqiu looked shocked.

Yu Ci shook her head obediently.

Hong Qianqiu's eyes widened: "You don't even know what the sword plaque is, so why are you here to join in the fun!"

Yu Ci's face was innocent: "Senior Brother Li You was about to tell me just now, but I was interrupted by you, Brother Hong."

Hong Qianqiu opened his mouth, his words stuck in his throat, and finally he purred and swallowed them all. At the end, he also made an innocent face: "Tsk, there is no card in his hand, so don't mention everything. I'll wait until you go down the mountain and hold the card tightly before talking about it.

"Okay." Yu Ci agreed with the most cheerful attitude.

Whether it is Tianli Valley or Cliff City, he always faces people with far superior strength. His mind is all about defeating the strong with the weak or surviving from the dead. If he is a little worse, he may be doomed. He has not encountered such a group of "moderately difficult" opponents for a long time!

Simply put, his hands were itchy!

The Lichen Sect Mountain Gate is high above the vast sky, but there are sun rises and moons sets, and the light changes darkly. The changes in light are no different for Hong Qianqiu, but as a bright moon breaks through the clouds, he only has one thought in his mind:

This is called self-binding!

At this moment, the Xi lightsaber in Yu Ci's hand removed the metal shape, almost wiped it against his opponent's scalp, and his hair fell, while Hong Qianqiu in the distance almost broke his mess of his own.

At this time, he heard Li You laughing: "Old Hong, how about it?"

Hong Qianqiu muttered, and he didn't even hear clearly what he said, then he grinned and cursed: "Is this kid no other ability except to fight for life?"

"Junior Brother Yu is practicing swordsmanship, but the effect is real... Li You responded with a smile, and his mood sounded good. However, when Hong Qianqiu looked back, he saw that he was covered in dust, his clothes were damaged in many places, and there were occasionally blood marks on his exposed skin. There was even a thin layer of frost on his hair bun, which did not melt even in the weather in June and July.

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Hong Qianqiu felt very happy for a moment, but he thought it was strange. There was no reason to have been able to last for so long. After a long time of his mind, he realized it and said, "Wang Jiu didn't use the Great Wilderness Sword? He let you do it!"

Li You was not angry at all because Hong Qianqiu was talking about the truth. He nodded and said, "Senior Brother Jiu only has the 'Yuan Bing Suxue' sword, which is enough for me to drink a pot. Why should I take out the ability to press the frost bottom?"

His name to Wang Jiu was not as rude as he was when he was in person. Hong Qianqiu had long seen this change. He knew that this kid was just stubborn in front of him, but in fact he was quite impressed by Wang Jiu's swordsmanship. As he smiled, his eyes like charcoal turned on Li You and saw the problem again:

"Tsk, Wang Jiu is not polite, have you asked him to take your brand?"

"What can I do if my skills are not as good as others?"

Li You dropped Ju Wen and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you lose the brand, just grab it back. Uh, I mean, from others... how about Lao Zhan?"

"I knew you had such an idea!"

Hong Qianqiu scratched his hair and laughed and cursed. In a blink of an eye, he saw Yu Ci who was moving slowly down the cliff, and his face wrinkled again: "Ayou, my brother won't say anything. What does it mean to pull this kid over?"

"What's wrong? Junior Brother Yu won't get into your eyes?" Li You glanced at him sideways.

"Hey, mist sword intent..."

Halfway through, seeing Li You's deep expression, I felt a little embarrassed and unconsciously changed: "The atomized sword intent is also good, at least that boy makes it clear and nimble, and it tastes a bit."

Well, he admitted that Yu Ci's sword technique was indeed not his favorite type that made people excited. On the contrary, Yu Ci used the sword as cold as ice, but not the sadness and heroic spirit of Wang Jiu's frost and snow and the vast desert, but the coldness that penetrated into the bones.

Starting from Yu Ci's first sword, Hong Qianqiu saw the end from the beginning and saw five battles in total. Judging from the time alone, Yu Ci won cleanly and neatly in each game, but if you look at the process carefully, you will find that every time this kid wins, he is between the first line - the so-called "first line", not the "first line", but the "first line of life and death"!

In other words, every time Yu Ci wins, he will fight with his opponent on the line of life and death, and return like this, sword and sword. Even a brave and fierce character like Hong Qianqiu accepts the authentic tactics of Xuanmen. How could he have seen such a scene?

Li You said that Yu Ci was a "wild path", but it was not just a "wild". It was clearly cruel, poisonous, spicy, and ridiculous!

But after watching the whole way, Hong Qianqiu felt that this was a series of unparalleled excitement. The combat level that was originally not worth mentioning in his opinion was because of this unique sword technique that was always exciting. After watching the whole way, he couldn't help but sweat!

The more I recalled, the more Hong Qianqiu felt that his comment just now was too soft and could not say that he could brisk again: "How did he come up with this kind of swordsmanship? He is so talented, courageous and courageous!"

Li You laughed when he heard this, and turned his eyes to the mountain wall over there, and he was a little distracted for a moment. In fact, it was the first time he saw Yu Ci using a sword like this. The news that had heard from before was not as vivid as the examples.

After thinking about it carefully, Li You felt that the plan he had come up with before should be modified: "Hey, Lao Hong, don't you think it's not suitable for this in Junior Brother Yu's style..."

Without further ado, Hong Qianqiu nodded in agreement: "There is no one to be found on this level who can feed him. If this continues, it will be either a waste of time or something will happen."

Speaking of this, he was stunned and looked at him squintly: "Little Li, what are you thinking about?"

Li You blinked: "Let's come over!"

The Chutian Peak finally calmed down a little late at night, and the clouds dissipated for hundreds of miles. It was the thin moon that was pure and dusty in the sky. The light and shadow intersected, and the mountain scenery was filled with wind. At this time, the Chutian Peak was quiet and quiet, and in a relatively sheltered place, Yu Ci and the other three were together, with a few wine pots scattered around their hands, sitting and chatting.

Hong Qianqiu had just cleared a wine pot and threw it down the peak casually, laughing and said, "Junior Brother Yu did a good job today. If you took the sign from Chutian Peak, it would be like you have a ban and you will not have to worry about loneliness in the future! Well, since you have obtained this sword sacrificial plaque, I will tell you what it is... Little Li, please add it!"

Li You cursed in a low voice, obviously dissatisfied with the title, but how could he dare to be serious with Hong Qianqiu, who was already half drunk?

"If you want to talk about this sword sacrifice, you have to mention the sword garden... This sword garden is, hey, it is the place you guys who use swords most yearn for, but to put it bluntly, it is a cemetery! It's just a little bigger. I heard that the diameter of east and west is more than 7,000 miles, and it's longer than ten thousand miles, so it's settled in our Broken Realm Mountains, occupying a lot of places."

"As for the origin of this sword garden, it must start from three tribulations, that is, 18,000 years ago. It was an era of rampant sword cultivators. Eight thousand sword cultivators started from the East Sea, went up the Cangjiang River, crossed the Yunzhong Mountain, crossed the Broken Realm Mountain, crossed the sky and rifted the valley, and marched the boundless Buddhist Kingdom in the west. They wanted to make the entire world of practice surrender under the sword light that covered the sky and the sun... so great aura!"
Chapter completed!