Chapter 159 Swinging Qingping with a sword, thunderstorms and rain torrential
"must."
Gu Yusheng bowed to the figure in the darkness and watched him leave.
Feng Siniang and the tea seller looked at each other.
Silence for a moment.
After a while, the tea seller spoke and said to Feng Siniang: "Even a blacksmith doesn't look down on you. In the future, wear more clothes and don't show off so much all day long, it's useless."
"What do you mean by selling tea?"
After Feng Siniang was slightly stunned, she was furious and chased the tea seller around the world.
The breeze blows.
The remaining sparks are floating.
When Gu Yusheng was tempering his sword, the tea-selling man was inseparable from each other. When he had his own sword and recovered his body, he left without any trace.
Gu Yusheng understands.
No matter how others help, you have to walk the next path yourself.
The fog on the water surface of the Huaxi River gradually spreads to the vast field of green duckweed.
In the darkness.
Gu Yusheng is looking for those wandering shadows.
Occasionally there are sneers echoing in my ears.
Gu Yusheng could feel the existence of a wandering soul, but he couldn't see it clearly.
With intuition, he resolutely drew his sword.
The stumble turned into wailing, and then disappeared between heaven and earth.
Gu Yusheng ran around at night.
There are hundreds of miles of dew in Qingpingzhou, and it is difficult for roosters to crow.
He did not find a suitable soul opponent, but instead hunted dozens of monsters overnight.
When it's almost dawn.
Gu Yusheng felt a powerful aura floating in.
The speed was so fast that Gu Yusheng was excited.
He held his breath and slashed away with a sword in the air!
The sword energy blew like the wind blowing in the mountains and forests, rustling. At the end of the forest, Gu Yusheng saw the astonished face clearly!
"Master He Feng!"
Gu Yusheng's thoughts moved.
That thick sword energy faded like a wave of water!
He Hongnian, holding the whisk, rotated in the air several times before falling to the ground. She stood under the shadow of the tree and praised Gu Yusheng without hesitation: "I didn't expect that your swordsmanship had been practiced to such an extent. The speed of your practice was incredible!"
Gu Yusheng quickly withdrew his sword and stepped forward to bow with his fists.
"Disciple Gu Yusheng, pay homage to Uncle He."
Gu Yusheng had no good feelings for many elders and disciples of Qingyun Sect, but he still had some respect for He Hongnian and Yu Qingshan.
"There will be no more than the whisk." He Hongnian lifted the whisk lightly and said something. She didn't want to say to Gu Yusheng at dawn. She didn't want to see Gu Yusheng's clear eyes. She held her body and asked calmly.
He said: "You did the Sifangcheng thing?"
"yes."
Gu Yusheng had already expected this peak master to come in person, and there was nothing to hide.
"You dare to act." He Hongnian withdrew his gaze and couldn't help but look at Gu Yusheng, "Zhuang Qilai from the Four Swordsmen truthfully reported to you what you did in Sifang City. If you think it will lose justice, you might as well say it again
Listen to me, although there is turbid air in Qingyun Sect, it may not be without the time when the sky is blue."
Gu Yusheng was silent.
Over the years, he has long understood many things in Qingyun Sect.
Some people in this world may stand up and speak for him.
But he is definitely not the head of Qingyun Sect or the elder of Qingyun Sect.
Even if He Hongnian in front of him can listen to it, what's the point?
"If you don't say it, then I will believe what Zhuang Qi of Sijianmen said."
He Hongnian glanced at the wooden sword in Gu Yusheng's hand. Although the wooden sword in Gu Yusheng's hand still looked ordinary, she was different from others. She had also walked through the peach blossom forest in Qingping Mountain many times.
The sword in Gu Yusheng's hand was different after all.
Is it late?
Although He Hongnian had an answer in his heart, he couldn't help but say: "There are four demon-slaying swords in the Four Swordsmen, and he has guarded the gates of Qingpingzhou countless times. If one is missing, the formation will be difficult.
Although you took the sword from Wanfeng, it belongs to the Four Swords Sect after all. If it is there, you might as well return it. I will find a good one for you, not under the heavenly grade, I promise."
Gu Yusheng's eyes were deep and said, "Why didn't Uncle Master ask me how I escaped under the elders of the Jindan Realm? If I was a little less lucky and died under the elders of the Four Swordsmen, would Uncle Master seek justice for me?
Will Qingyun Sect seek justice for me? I am afraid that I am sorry that Gu Yu has a bad life, one after another, right?”
He Hongnian's expression was slightly stagnant.
It was like a dream.
Time flies.
The boy in front of you.
He is no longer as thin and silent when he entered the mountain.
The sword just now was so striking that it still didn't dissipate in my mind for a long time.
To this day.
He Hongnian suddenly understood.
Gu Yusheng, he has never been that weak person.
It's not her turn to He Hongnian to plan the abyss for him.
His way.
He will leave himself.
Moreover, walk steadily.
"Forget it."
He Hongnian no longer held her body. She took out a token from her sleeve and said to Gu Yusheng: "Since you dare to do it, I don't have much to say. Sifang City can't accommodate you, and most people in Qingyun Sect can tolerate you too.
Even if you don’t want to give up on you, even the Haoqi Alliance and the dynasty to which Chu Chen who was killed by you don’t want to let you go. I know you don’t want to surrender to fate, so it brings shackles to you, and I hope you can resolve the crisis yourself.”
Gu Yusheng only felt that the sect order on his waist moved slightly, and fell on He Hongnian's hand. The runes of the two tokens merged into a brand new sect order.
He Hongnian handed the sect order to Gu Yusheng and said meaningfully: "Qingyun Sect is too small to protect you, but it still retains your identity as a disciple of Qingyun Sect. It is not your amulet, to a certain extent
The above said that it is a death talisman. Before leaving, the head of the sect explained that if you cannot kill enough monsters within two years and accumulate enough demon-slaying merits to enter the demon-slaying list, the peach blossoms of Qingyun Sect
Lin, you will never go back."
Gu Yusheng's hand suddenly squeezed the wooden sword tightly.
A sensation of murderous intent.
Emitted from him.
The grass and trees are rustling.
The morning breeze is slightly cold!
He Hongnian's whisk hair drifted in the wind, motionless, and said calmly: "All the elders of Qingyun Sect, disciples understand that the peach blossom forest and that small courtyard are your second hometown.
But this time, it is not entirely Qingyun Sect that can dominate your own destiny. Your destiny. Haoqi Alliance sent the witch-slaying genius from the Xuanlong Dynasty to settle in Qingyun Sect. There will also be a powerful inspector, let alone you, a small one.
The Qingyun Sect disciple, even I have to succumb to fate and arrangements.”
"I know you are unwilling to accept it, but you should understand that this world has always been used to reason with fists and swords. Now, it is the turn of Qingyunmen's sword and fist that cannot defeat others, and the whole thing cannot be said to
You have nothing to do with it. The only thing I can guarantee you now is that within two years, no one can enter that peach blossom forest. If this deadline is passed, your name will not appear on the Demon-Slaying List of Holy Academy Shushan
The wind blows under He Hongnian's feet and is about to float away.
She climbed up to the treetops, stopped and looked back at the young man, "The people who have always been on the list of demon-slaying are all amazing people. Those who are on the list will be invited by the Holy Land, Holy Academy and many super forces to participate in the celebration of the merits.
A, and even have the opportunity to participate in the Exiled Immortal Association. This time the Demon-Slaying List is controlled by the Holy Academy Shushan of Jingting Mountain. If you perform better, the scenery of Jingting Mountain thousands of miles away is no worse than that of Qingping Mountain.
You know what I'm talking about."
Gu Yusheng's expression moved slightly.
He bowed and said, "Disciple understands."
He Hongnian smiled comfortably and reminded him: "If you think this road is too difficult, then try to survive, escape as soon as possible, leave Qingpingzhou forever, find a place where no one knows.
Live quietly for the rest of your life.”
"Uncle Master, I will continue to walk this path."
Gu Yusheng said firmly.
He Hongnian didn't say anything anymore and floated away.
Gu Yusheng stood there. Suddenly, he remembered something and asked loudly: "Uncle Master, my father had gone to Xianhuzhou to attend the literary meeting. Have he also been on the Demon Slaying List?"
"Never!"
A distant sound floated.
Gu Yusheng's eyes full of anticipation suddenly darkened.
But a ray of light from the early morning shines on the boy's face.
He raised the wooden sword in his hand little by little, and the lights quickly spread across the fields of green duckweed!
Take advantage of the breeze.
He ran in the wilderness world!
A sword.
A sword.
Another sword!
Monster beasts.
They all become dead souls under the sword.
When Gu Yusheng's figure was left behind thousands of miles away, the monsters in the Qingping Mountains also felt the sharpness of the sword. They hid their sharp claws, clamped their tails, and ran into Qingping Mountain in a panic.
Deep in the distance, looking for higher-level monsters and the inheritance from the bloodline of the same clan. Those monsters lurking deep in Qingping Mountain whispered in the dark, vowing to pay a heavy price to the young man who started killing!
The thunder suddenly arrives in summer!
This rain.
The water in Huaxi has not only risen.
The green duckweed wilderness was flooded.
It even spread to the Immortal Huzhou thousands of miles away.
It was raining heavily, and the sky seemed to be poked with a big hole, and the rain curtains were dripping.
On a bluestone street somewhere in Xianhuzhou.
Taoist Qingping, holding an umbrella, slowly walked into an ancient building with Sishui Guitang.
After a moment.
All four corridors of the ancient building are arranged in an array.
Three layers inside and outside.
Every person in the ancient building has an incredible level of cultivation!
On the shelf.
A middle-aged man dressed in a scholar shook his exiled fan and said with a high voice: "Your Majesty's shoes are trampling through the world, so you should cherish your life. It's easy for me to come in, but it's difficult to go out."
"I'm here to find the things of old friends!"
The umbrella that was knocked down by the rain slowly closed.
The Taoist's thin face revealed, it was Fang Qiuliang from Qingyun Town.
The next moment.
The man in the high shelf closed his fan and his expression changed drastically. He quickly waved everyone down and took out a piece of jade stanza to the sky. He saw that the wind and clouds changed color above the high shelf. A special list of articles appeared, and golden names were on the top of the four halls.
drift.
"I want this person's brand!"
Fang Qiuliang pointed to the floating words and said two particularly eye-catching words.
The middle-aged man glanced at the two words.
His expression changed slightly, and he refused and said, "Master, don't make things difficult for you, otherwise, I will have to disperse my thousand years of cultivation and seek reincarnation."
"Don't be so nervous. I'm just rubbing a nasolabial fold. There is a suitable spirit-slaying person. I'll just pass it down. The demon-slaying list has been released, and the spirit-slaying list is also launched."
"That's right, that's fine."
The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and picked it up, and a complex pattern was printed from above, turning into a token and handed over it.
"Damn it."
Fang Qiuliang got the token and walked back into the rain...