The Path Toward Heaven

Vol 2 Chapter 72: Legend of the Sword Slayer

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The sword-slayers are not monks who use swords to stab in heaven and earth, but some people who hide in heaven and earth to avoid swords.

Avoid the sword of Castle Peak Sect.

There are three sword-slayers in the world.

They were all unsolvable enmities with the Qingshan Jianzong, who were prosecuted by the Qingshan Jianzong and needed to be killed.

As long as they dared to appear, Qingshan Jianzong would kill them with one sword, or Wan Jian would kill them.

The former refers to Cheng Tianjian, head of Qingshan, and the latter refers to Qingshan Sword Formation.

Tens of thousands of miles apart killing a sword, this sounds almost miraculous, how can it be true?

But with the unpredictable realm of Qingshan's head and the peerless sword and the profound connotation of Qingshan Jianzong, it is not necessarily impossible to achieve this.

The reason that the entire Chaotian continent truly believed this was that when Qingshan Jianzong announced it, the three sword-slayers never appeared again.

No matter how high the realm and how deep the background, these three people disappeared.

That's what the swordsman said.

To offend the Qingshan sect to such a degree is bound to have done extremely cruel things to the Qingshan sect. Naturally, it cannot be an ordinary person, and the means of the state are also extraordinary.

The oldest sword-slayer in the rumor is a sword heaven in the South China Sea.

At the most dangerous moment, he launched a large array to confine the island where the denominations were located in the sea fog beside the great south vortex, before he escaped the killing.

The second swordsman was said to be the successor of the former dynasty, and in order to regain imperial power, he caused chaos in the world, causing many tragic things.

In the rebellion whose historical records are unknown, Qingshan Jianzong lost dozens of outstanding disciples.

The man escaped the pursuit of Tian Guangfeng by the shell of the ten thousand years' tortoise.

According to rumors, this man has since lived in an anonymous life in a very ordinary city on the edge of Osawa, and did not dare to take off the turtle shell for a moment.

The third sword-setter was even more famous, and was the third-generation ancestor of the Xuanyin Sect. This three-generation ancestor is a very famous demon in the history of monasticism. Because he damaged several Qing Rongfeng disciples, he was vowed to be killed by Qingshan Jianzong. At first he didn't care and wanted to bring Xuanyin and Qingshan. After confrontation, as a result of the **** battle, the general altar of the Xuanyin sect was destroyed, more than half of the strong in the sect were killed and wounded, and the disciples were scattered all over the northern border. Today, they still cannot fully recover the grand occasion of that year.

The ancestor himself was the dreadful cold killed by Qingshan Jianzong, hiding in the deep mountains and unable to see the sun again.

The story of the swordsman is one of the most famous legends of the rising continent.

The three sword-slayers never really appeared. Maybe they were already dead. These legends are still circulating in the world, even ordinary people know.

There are also many speculations or doubts. The story of the sword-slayer is made by Qingshan Jianzong himself. Since those three people didn't dare to show up, who can prove? As time goes by, the more this story spreads, the more powerful and fearful the image of the Aoyama Sect will be.

Except for the Zhongzhou School, Guocheng Temple, and the Suspense School, which have a long history, more and more people think so.

Until today, the snow was blowing, and someone came to play the flute. Say it before the cliff.

If it is true, the sword-sword maker in the cliff should be the three-generation ancestor of the Xuanyin Sect. He has a shocking cultivation practice, but he is afraid to show up by the Qingshan sword formation.

The sound of the flute was gone, and only the north wind howled. There was no other sound in the mountains.

"You should still remember who I am. Now I'm so weak, don't you want to come out and kill me and export bad gas?"

The young man said with a smile.

The cliff is quiet and there is no answer.

The young man mocked and said, "Danxuan Yinzong, the ancestor, I was forced by Qingshan like a mouse. Don't you feel ashamed?"

Still no sound.

The young man turned around and looked up at the sky full of snow and said, "Since I have found you, where else can you go?"

I don't know exactly where he came from, but he is still in a shallow state, but he dares to speak to the ancestor like this, and there is no fear in his face.

"Yeah, as long as you don't come out, I can't get in anyway."

The young man raised an eyebrow and said with a smile: "I can notify the younger generation of Aoyama Sect."

There was still no response to him, but there was a slight tremor faintly deep in the ground.

"You ask me what this lunatic wants to do?"

Looking at the increasingly blizzard, the youth was silent for a long time, and finally said a word.

"I just want to get back what belongs to me. That Mahjong deck hasn't been played for a long time. Would you like to make my new brand?"

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Light rain fell again in Chaoge City, Lili, green moss and wet eaves.

Back in the house, Jing Jiu walked along the rain corridor, preparing to return to his room, watching his "brother" in the flower hall, stopped and asked, "Do you play Mahjong?"

Brother Jingjia responded quickly: "I play occasionally, but I play less ... you ... do you want to play?"

"Just asking." Jing Jiu thought about the last time he said, "Has the chess game already bet?"

Brother Jingjia understood what he was talking about and nodded his head.

Jing Jiu was silent for a while and suddenly said, "Can you retreat?"

Brother Jing's expression suddenly became tense, and he said, "It seems ... can't."

"So ... Is there a book about Go at home? I want to see it tonight."

Listening to this, Brother Jing's face was even more exciting, his voice trembled and said, "I'll look for it."

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After listening to the sound of rain and drinking a cup of tea, Jing Jiu found a pair of Go and began to play chess.

The pieces are placed on the board in turn, no matter in position or order, they are exactly the same as the game outside the old Meiyuan.

Jing Jiujing thought for a moment and started to play chess again. This time he still played black and went away by himself.

It didn't take long for the game to end, and the final victory was between the half sons.

If he starts from scratch, the situation will be slightly better than Guo University scholars, but it is indeed a bit tired.

I wonder if the rain on the spring night brought the cold, or the exhaustion caused the injury, Jing Jiu coughed twice.

He Guogong just came out of the tunnel. He heard his cough, his face suddenly changed, and he worriedly said, "Is the immortal teacher unharmed?"

Jingjiu ignored it and asked, "What kind of person is Tong Yan?"

In fact, he didn't care about this issue, even if he had just met outside the old Meiyuan, and had seen the other party's high level of chess.

What if I lose at the May Fair? What can I do if I lose? Of course, if it were Jingjiu in the past hundreds of years, he would think so.

Even him, he ca n’t make everything the best in the world ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ But now for the little moon, and ... the wealth and freedom of the well family, he seems to have to win, then of course he needs to be more serious some.

He Guogong's response was very quick and wonderful.

He didn't say Tong Yan's place of origin, realm, or addiction, but directly said a message that sounded very boring.

Generally speaking, this kind of information is only used by women and women who like to inquire and communicate.

"Tong Yan was the son-in-law chosen by Zhongzhou's head lady for his daughter, but he himself did not want to."

He Guoguo smiled and said, "It is said that he knew that Luo Huainan was the son-in-law chosen by the head."

Listening to this, Jing Jiu remembered the fragile young girl playing the piano at the May Fair today.

He knew her name was Bai Zao.

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