Qingzhou Jianshan is located in Qingzhou City and is the core of the entire Qingzhou City. Jianshan is a mountain. The mountain is like an unsheathed sword, pointing straight into the sky, with clouds and mist as its companions.
The jade is just above the clouds and mist. The road up the mountain is a plank road that reaches the sky. It is steep. The mountain is covered with a plant called sword bamboo. Its appearance is similar to ordinary bamboo, but its texture is harder. When dried,
Later, it could be compared with ordinary swords made of ordinary iron. The whole body was black and the knots were longer.
They are rarely curved, and the mature sword bamboo is only as thick as the sword body. Some people say that this is because the sword bamboo absorbs the sword energy in the jade all the year round, so it grows like this.
As soon as Cao An came out of Zuixianju, he was surrounded by a group of Qingzhou warriors. If it weren't for Guan Yu holding Pan Chengyu in his hand, these people might not be able to help but attack him in groups. They have been shouting outside all day in the past few days, but Cao An
They all ignored it.
"Comrades, with people like Cao An, don't worry about the morality of the world. Just come with me and kill him."
"Kill Cao An and be proud of Qingzhou Wulin!"
I don't know who shouted this. Soon, the crowd began to commotion, and several people drew their swords out of the air.
"Yun Chang, raise your shield!"
Guan Yu grabbed the belt around Pan Chengyu's waist and used the huge living person as a shield to block him. He danced so tightly that no wind could pass through him, and no water could get in. Soon, a small and medium-sized person swayed around him.
The safety range was limited, but Pan Chengyu suffered a lot, as his body was punctured by several fellow martial arts cultivators who had no time to stop.
Fortunately, they quickly regained their strength, and there were only some superficial injuries, not any serious injuries.
In a high-rise building, Pan Dingsheng stared at this scene with eyes wide open. He rarely showed his inner emotions, but at this moment, he couldn't help it.
"Is this your bad idea? Just drive away those bastards. It won't help at all. Keep an eye on the people who just injured Chenglong and deal with them."
"yes!"
Guan Yu was in front, waving Pan Chengyu in his hand, forcibly cutting a path through the crowd, and advancing hard. At this speed, he should barely be able to reach the foot of Jian Mountain at noon today.
At this moment, the ground trembled slightly, and uniform steps were heard. The city defense army intervened and drove away the Qingzhou warriors who had gathered. Cheng Lijun looked at Pan Chengyu, whose back was already a little bloody, and felt the sweat on his forehead stop.
It kept seeping out, and he could see what had happened in the past few days.
I don’t know which one of the Pan family was responsible for inciting Qingzhou Wufu’s emotions. At first, he thought it was indeed a good move, but Cao An ignored it at all. No matter how loud the clamor outside was, I was sure you wouldn’t dare.
If you rush to Zuixianju, there is nothing to be afraid of.
Today, this move became a constraint. Cao An directly used Pan Chengyu to clear the way. Those Qingzhou warriors may not be afraid of Cao An, but they are definitely afraid of the Pan family. No matter how they talk in private, the Pan family is still someone they cannot afford to offend or dare to offend.
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Cheng Lijun had just received the message from the Pan family requesting to clear the way for Cao An, so he brought his people over without hesitation. Looking at the eldest son of the Pan family in front of him, he could already imagine how those who had hurt Pan Chengxuan would be punished afterwards.
How to settle the matter? As for the person who planned it, the Pan family’s planner probably won’t end well either.
"Is Young Master Cao okay?"
"I'm fine. I just don't know if Mr. Pan is fine."
Guan Yu responded to the situation and lifted Pan Chengyu's long hair that covered his face. He saw two lines of tears falling, his eyes were dull, and the clothes behind him were cut into strips by swords. There were more than a dozen large and small injuries, and the pg balls were all
He was exposed, and with a dangerous sword strike, the Pan family's incense was almost cut off from behind. I don't know if someone was fishing in troubled waters to avenge private revenge.
He, Pan Chengyu, came into this world and lived for nearly thirty years. He had never suffered such grievances.
humiliation!!!
"Mr. Pan must have cried. He may feel aggrieved. After all, as a Qingzhou swordsman, I never thought that one day I would be attacked by my own compatriots with swords. It is understandable that I am upset. Don't worry, Commander-in-Chief. I have finished reading Jade Bi
I will leave and won’t delay Mr. Pan’s injury.”
The corners of Cheng Lijun's mouth were trembling, and he did not dare to say anything more to irritate Cao An.
Although I was almost roaring in my heart: Was it Pan Chengyu who was chopped? It was clearly you who was chopped!! Bitch!!
Cao An bowed his hand and said, "Then I will ask Commander Cheng to lead the way."
"It's your job!"
With the intervention of the city defense army, no one dared to take action anymore. Cao An walked smoothly all the way to the Sword Mountain. He stepped onto the Sword Mountain step by step. As soon as he arrived here, he felt the sharp sword intent, which was indestructible and indestructible.
, as if the sword intent was about to tear apart everything in the world, in Cao An's keen perception.
This sword mountain is not a mountain at all, but a real sword, an unsheathed divine sword.
The sword intention gave this mountain the god of the divine sword.
"The jade is halfway up the mountain, where we can see the clouds and mist when we look up. The entire Sword Mountain seems to have been cut in half by a sword from the clouds upwards, leaving half of the mountain. The jade is perfectly embedded in it, carrying
The inheritance of the sword intention in ancient times has gone through thousands of years of development, and even left its mark on me, the master swordsman of Qingzhou, so that the sword intention in the Sword Mountain has become even stronger."
Cao An nodded, not spending his own money and not feeling distressed. Recently, he asked Zui Xianju to buy some books on the history and common sense of the dynasty, but he hasn't had time to read them yet. He doesn't know much about the development and history of Jianshan. At the moment, he has
It was okay to have Cheng Lijun as my guide, and I understood why I felt that the sword intent on this mountain was a bit mixed.
"With such an opportunity, didn't Qingzhou ever think that one family would become the dominant one?" Cao An asked casually.
"The sword intention of Jianshan Mountain is so profound that no one in our state or place can fully understand it. Moreover, the sword intention in the jade biscuit will not weaken as others understand it. The whole world agrees with the sword intention of Jianshan Mountain."
The more people who understand it, the stronger the sword intention will be, and it will make all the swordsmen in the world come to understand it, and we in Qingzhou will be happy before it is too late."
Cao An squinted his eyes slightly, feeling that this principle sounded a bit like the concept of gods and beliefs.
‘Could it be that this Qingzhou Jade Bi is not simply inherited from the sword?’
The few people were not slow. They climbed up the Sword Mountain in less than an hour. In front of Cao An was a wide square. Because people came and went all year round, meditating and practicing swordsmanship, the entire square became flat.
, the board is solid, with thick sword bamboo growing on the edge. The lushness and quality of the sword bamboo here are obviously higher than in other places.
When a few people arrived, there was no one in the square. It must be that the Pan family had cleared the place in advance.
The jade is embedded in the mountain, as if there is a piece of beautiful glass hidden in half of the mountain. At first glance, the entire jade is smooth and flawless, white and transparent, and it also brings a faint sense of coolness.
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"This is the jade. I wonder if Mr. Cao would like to learn more about it? I see that you, Mr. Cao, also have an iron sword in your hand. I think you also have your own unique insights into the way of the sword. Perhaps the sword intention in the jade can also influence yours.
Cultivation can help a lot." Cheng Lijun took the first step, approached the jade, and gently stroked the surface of the jade with one hand while saying.
In the world, when it comes to things involving perception and will, people who are naturally keen are more loyal, and Cao An is among them.
When he saw the jade for the first time, he felt it was as white as jade, and the light was blooming. But after he calmed down and looked at it, the whole jade became filled with white mist, and figures were flying in the white mist. Suddenly, one person and one sword
Break out of the fog!
This is an old man with white beard and hair, holding an iron sword.
"The principles of swordsmanship are like the principles of chess, vertical and horizontal rules, step by step, cutting off the fetters and restraints, and destroying everything with one strike of thunder. You can agree with this principle." The old man confided while slashing with his sword.
Cao An's mind suddenly moved, and the iron sword in his hand had been unsheathed at some point. Facing the old man's decent sword, he also drew his sword to resist.
A cold glint flashed in the eyes of Cheng Lijun beside him, but he did not dare to act rashly. The red-faced puppet was currently stepping on Pan Chengxuan's neck, holding a broadsword in one hand and staring at him with eagerness. If he made any unscrupulous move, the broadsword would probably
It fell down and chopped straight at Pan Chengyu's neck.
After restraining his thoughts, Cheng Lijun felt that God was so unfair. He spent seven days and seven nights on the Sword Mountain to meditate before he got a ray of inheritance. But as for Cao An, he just took a few glances at the jade when he arrived at the Sword Mountain.
It seems that it has been passed down right away.
During the battle, Cao An became more and more frightened. At first, he was a little able to do it with ease, but as the old man's sword moves were handed out unhurriedly, the feeling of being out of his control became stronger. His sword moves seemed to be completely out of control.
He also wanted to change the path he had planned in the old man's sword moves.
But he can't change. Once he changes, he will be killed with a sword if he takes the lead.
'Cut off the fetters and restraints, is this the same as chopping off the fetters and restraints?' Recalling what the old man had said before, Cao An had a hint of enlightenment in his heart. He didn't understand Go, but when playing chess, some of the feelings were similar. The current situation
, somewhat similar to playing chess with my classmates in my previous life.
Those old silver coins were arranged in advance, and they tied their own chess pieces with the fewest chess pieces. If they moved their whole bodies, they could only be led by the nose.
If this continues, it will be a slow death, but otherwise, Cao An will collapse immediately.
The feeling of suffocation was indescribable. The battle of sword intentions went straight to his mind and struck his soul. Cao An's mind was a little confused, and his sword moves also became scattered.
Guan Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked towards Cao An, but he couldn't help Cao An. It was a battle of ideas above the mind. Cao An could only rely on himself. Cheng Lijun beside him didn't feel much.
Everyone has lost at Sword Mountain. In the Sword Mountain inheritance, winning or losing is not important. What is important is the inheritance. If you lose, you will generally recognize the opponent's sword principles, gain inheritance, and follow the path of others' swordsmanship.
Judging from the look on Cao An's face, he was probably about to lose, and he didn't know which senior swordsman he had gained from his swordsmanship.
A flash of light suddenly appeared, and a sword stabbed directly between the eyebrows. Cao An lost, completely defeated!