Chu Xiang was a little surprised. The way and tone of young people's speech were no different from modern people.

"Isn't it strange?" Sensing the change in Chu Xiang's expression, the young man said with a bright smile, showing a hint of pride.

"It's very strange." Chu Xiang nodded.

The young man laughed proudly.

Chu Xiang smiled and waited for him to continue.

"It's too small here. When I was five years old, I visited every corner here. Life is really boring. But I have a very interesting master, who also finds it very boring. Ninety-three

Years ago, he opened a small hole in the barrier to bring in the sounds from outside. I have been listening to the sounds outside every day since I was sixteen years old. If the master hadn't been too hateful and never allowed me to listen, I would have

I can learn your words at the age of five." The young man said gushingly.

"The world outside may not be as good as you think." Chu Xiang said.

"It's better than living in this tiny place." The young man disagreed.

Chu Xiang smiled and said: "We have been chatting for so long, but we still haven't asked you how to call me?"

"My name is Mo Huan, the ink of the pen and ink, the returned one, the word Zigui." The young man said.

The surname was Mo. Chu Xiang's heart moved slightly, and he cupped his hands and said: "Chu Xiang, the Chu of Chu State, the direction of Xiang."

"Hello, Brother Chu." Mo Huan returned the greeting with an cupped hand.

"Zigui, is Shushan that big?" Chu Xiang said. Mo was still familiar with Zilai, so he took advantage of the situation to draw the relationship between them closer.

"Yes, it's six hundred and twenty-six miles from east to west and five hundred and seventy-eight miles from north to south. I've measured it a hundred times." Mo returned.

"If I go in, will I be beaten by your friends?"

"Haha, Brother Chu is worrying too much. Didn't you hit me when I came out?" Mo Huan laughed.

Chu Xiang smiled and said: "I also thought it would be best if someone took me in for a tour, but you should really want to take a look outside, so my idea can only come to nothing."

"Brother Chu knows my heart well." Mo Huan smiled.

"Then I won't delay you. We will meet again if we are destined." Chu Xiang said.

"Okay, goodbye." Mo said impatiently, standing up from the ground, unsheathing his sword, and driving the sword away.

Shushan, a native of Shushan whose surname was Mo, Chu Xiang became more interested in this place.

Stepping into the boundary of Shushan Mountain, Chu Xiang did not find anything special. It was just like the mountain when he came, ordinary and ordinary.

Step by step, we walked towards the top of the mountain in front of us. The tall old trees blocked the sky and the sun. We couldn't even see the sky above our heads. There were piles of dead branches and leaves under our feet. The misty mist soaked the entire mountain forest. Chu Xiang was deep and shallow.

My feet stepped on rotten branches and leaves, and a musty smell filled my nostrils.

There are many animals in this mountain forest. Probably because of the different living environment, the evolution direction of these animals is different from that of China. Chu Xiang cannot recognize most of the creatures, and there are very few creatures similar to China.

Chu Xiang stopped. This mountain forest was very ordinary, very ordinary, but different at the same time. It had a rich and simple ancient atmosphere, and standing in it felt like being in thousands of years ago.

The mountain is not high, so it is very difficult to walk in this primitive mountain forest. Chu Xiang walked for three or four hours before he climbed to the top of this small mountain less than one thousand meters away. His thighs were already covered with rancid mud.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Chu Xiang saw that the sky was very lively. When he was outside, the mountain blocked his view of the situation in front of him. Now standing on the top of the mountain, he saw many more people. In the distant sky, figures were passing by, and the rainbow light was like

There was electricity, smoke was curling up from the valley below, and the eaves of the roof could be seen peeking out from the trees.

Someone passed by, took a turn, pressed the sword light, and landed in front of Chu Xiang.

"Who are you?" the visitor asked.

"I'm coming from outside." Chu Xiang raised his head and looked directly at the other person.

The person who came was a middle-aged man, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and the same rough clothes, but he exuded a dignified and dignified look.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly and said, "When did you come in?"

"Four hours ago." Chu Xiang said.

"You lied." The middle-aged man said flatly.

Chu Xiang couldn't prove it, and he didn't want to prove that he was telling the truth.

Could it be that the whole world is a royal land? It was born in Shushan Mountain. It is part of China. It is not anyone’s private territory, and no one draws a boundary to prevent others from entering. I can come and go as I like, and there is no need to ask the other party.

Prove something.

Chu Xiang didn't speak. The middle-aged man's face became more majestic and his aura fluctuated, showing signs of taking action.

Chu Xiang's expression did not change, he cupped his hands and said: "The green mountains will not change, the green water will always flow, please." After saying that, he turned around and returned to the original route.

Looking at Chu Xiang who turned to leave, the middle-aged man's eyes fell on Chu Xiang's dirty feet, and an inexplicable look appeared on his face.

After a long time, the middle-aged man turned around and left. Chu Xiang did not look back. He returned to the original boundary, sat down on a stone, faced the Shushan area, closed his eyes and wandered.

The next morning, Chu Xiang entered the boundary of Shushan Mountain again, taking the same route as yesterday, all the way to the top of the mountain. This time no one came to stop him. After sitting quietly on the top of the mountain for a while, Chu Xiang continued inside and walked forward in a straight line.

The valley is quiet, with faint voices heard from time to time, beasts roaring occasionally, and figures wielding swords passing overhead from time to time. If there were no swordsmen flying by from time to time, this mountain range would be no different from the ordinary mountainous areas outside, and there would be no legend at all.

Immortal Qi Dao Scenery in Shushan Mountain.

There was a family in front of him, but Chu Xiang didn't avoid it and went straight over. Chu Xiang didn't deliberately restrain his breath. How could there be ordinary people in Shushan? He knew that the family must have known that he was passing by.

There were still two hundred meters away from that house, and Chu Xiang raised his voice and said, "I'm Chu Xiang. I came from outside and took the liberty of visiting. Please forgive me for causing any inconvenience."

"We have guests coming from afar, so I would like to invite you." A slightly older voice sounded, as if two people were talking face to face.

The breath is not visible, the voice does not contain any power, and the master returns to his original state.

"I've heard the name of Shushan Sword Immortal for a long time. I have some questions and I'd like to ask you for advice?" Chu Xiang said.

"Please speak." The old voice said.

"Senior, please tell me, what is a sword?" Chu Xiang stopped and said seriously, cupping his hands.

An old voice sounded: "What is a sword?" But it was not an answer to Chu Xiang's question.

"The sword is a sharp weapon. It can kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace behind for thousands of miles." A young woman's voice sounded.

"The sword is the heart." A vague and unknown voice said.

"The sword is the weapon, the sword is the sword, the sword is the sword, the grass and trees are the sword, everything in the world is the sword, the way of the sword is the way of nature, the excess is damaged and the deficient is made up for." Another answer came out.

"The sword is the way."

"A sword is a sword."

Five people, five different answers, four answers that frightened Chu Xiang, the way of the sword, the way of nature, the sword of walking, and the sword of returning to the truth. There are levels of swordsmanship. If the first answer is just barely stepping into it.

Swordsmanship, then the next four answers are all insights that can reach the pinnacle of Swordsmanship.

"What does your distinguished guest think of as a sword?" an old voice sounded.

"A sword is a weapon, and everything is a weapon, and the person who uses it is the person. The way of a person is the way of the sword." Chu Xiang said.

"Good, dear guest." An old voice sounded, and suddenly thousands of sword energies came through the jungle, but they were not sharp. Thousands of sword energies gathered into a bridge and stopped three feet in front of Chu Xiang's feet.

What a terrifying sea of ​​sword qi. Thousands of sword qi passed through the jungle without even scratching a single leaf. What's even more terrifying is that the thousands of sword qi condensed into a bridge without a single sway. Each sword qi seemed to be fixed in the void.

All the same, as stable as Mount Tai.

Such power may have surpassed the realm of virtuality. Could it be that he was a great power of Hedao? But if he was a great power of Hedao, how could he take action under the constraints of heaven and earth established by Lie Quezi? How could he dare to take action?

"The seniors can make the younger generation feel anxious." Chu Xiangdao said, stepping onto the rainbow bridge formed by thousands of sword energy. The sword energy bridge remained motionless, as if it were firmly on the ground.

"The distinguished guests are laughing." The old voice said.

"Juniors don't understand. Seniors have already understood the way of heaven and earth, why are they not restricted?" Chu Xiang asked directly the question in his heart.

"Shu Mountain does not belong to the current Jiuzhou. Our ancestors moved here with great supernatural powers, so they are not restricted by the covenant of Li Quezi." said the old voice.

"That's it." Chu Xiang nodded. It seems that Shushan is the same as Kunlun. As long as the people from Shushan don't go out, no matter what they do in this realm, they will not be restricted by the three-year agreement. Only when they leave the Shushan realm will they be restricted.

Three-year restriction.

Shushan Mountain does not belong to the current Kyushu region, so where does it belong? What is the difference between today's Kyushu and ancient Kyushu? Is it really the same as in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, where ancient Kyushu was the boundary that divided the world?

Chu Xiang took a step forward, and Jianqi Qiao took a step back. Less than two hundred meters away, within a few words Chu Xiang had already seen the old man in front of the hut. The old man was sitting on a wooden bench, picking vegetables. His beard and hair were all white.

People feel old and decrepit, but they also make people feel that there is an insurmountable peak in front of them.

Stepping off the Sword Qi Bridge, Chu Xiang cupped his hands in greeting and said, "Junior Chu Xiang has met my senior. Thank you very much for your guidance."

The old man smiled and said, "It's a great honor to have a distinguished guest. Please take a seat."

A wooden bench appeared in front of Chu Xiang. Chu Xiang sat down and said, "What do you call me, old gentleman?"

"People used to call me Mo Laosi. If you don't dislike me for relying on my old age, just remove the four characters." The old man said.

The surname is Mo again. Could it be that people in Shushan are all surnamed Mo? Chu Xiang was a little confused and said with a smile: "Mr. Mo, please stop making fun of the younger generation."

"It's convenient to call us names, so why bother to be rigid, right?" Mo Laosi smiled.

"That's true." Chu Xiang nodded, and then said: "When I came in yesterday, I met a fellow Taoist named Mo Huan. I wonder if he is a member of Mo's family?"

Mo Laosi did not answer, but asked: "Little friend, do you know the origin of Shushan?"

Chu Xiang shook his head.

Mo Laosi looked at the sky in the distance, as if he was reminiscing about something. After a while, he said: "Shu Mountain originally belonged to Dongsheng Shenzhou. The second tycoon of the Mohist family moved it here with great magical power. He believed that the Mohist family was the foundation of the later Qin Dynasty.

To unify the world, the seventh great prince reached an agreement with Emperor Qin to seal off the Shu Mountain and cut off relations with the outside world. Most of the Shu Mountains are descendants of the Mohist family."

Shushan turned out to be the foundation of the Mohist school. The Shushan swordsman was originally a Mohist knight.
Chapter completed!