Lin Ye raised his head and looked at the white marble archway. He was thinking that if this thing was dismantled, it would still be worth some money.
There is an old man in white under this huge archway. I don't know how old he is, but he looks as old as the broom in his hand.
Because the broom is already bald, using this broom to sweep the floor is probably the same as scratching your back with specially sharpened nails.
The old man saw Lin Ye coming over and looked at him carefully for a while with his slightly cloudy eyes.
Then, he used the bald broom to stop the leaves.
"Where are you going?"
asked the old man in white.
Lin Ye pointed to the mountain.
The old man in white said: "That is not a place you can go casually. Only guests can enter. If you come uninvited, you are not a guest and cannot enter."
Lin Ye asked: "This is the only possibility?"
Although the old man in white looks a bit stooped, he still has a sharp aura between his eyebrows.
He nodded: "This is the only possibility."
Lin Ye: "Who said this?"
The old man in white replied: "God on earth."
Lin Ye: “Where is God?”
The old man in white looked at him again, with some contempt in his eyes: "You don't deserve to ask."
Lin Ye said: "Originally, you are very old."
The old man in white said: "I am indeed very old, why do I say the word "original"? It is unnecessary."
Lin Ye just looked at him again and continued to move forward.
The old man in white raised his hand to stop him. Then he noticed that his heart felt a little cold. He subconsciously looked down and found a hole in his heart.
He didn't know when the hole came from or why it came to him.
When he looked up at Lin Ye again, Lin Ye was already at the top of the steps, walking step by step, taking his time.
When the old man in white fell down, he seemed to understand why the guy said... It turns out that you are very old.
It means, originally, you wouldn't live long, so I don't really want to kill you.
This is Jianmen, the Jianmen founded by Mr. Ju, and the holy land of Dongbo martial arts.
Mr. Ju, in the eyes of the old man in white, is a god on earth.
But Mr. Ju is not, and he is even less so.
Mr. Ju assassinated Emperor Yu in Lone Bamboo, so Jianmen should no longer exist in the world.
It's just that the sword gate is in Dongbo, and the emperor's eyes cannot see Dongbo.
Since Lin Ye was able to kill no fifth-rank officials in Xiantang City, he naturally wanted to come to Jianmen and kill everyone who deserved to be killed.
Lin Ye came alone for no special reason, just because he wanted to.
Walking on the stone steps, Lin Ye saw more and more green bamboos on both sides of the road, getting taller and taller.
As we walked, the stone path became wet. Some bamboo leaves still had dewdrops hanging on them, and some bamboo leaves lifted slightly because the dewdrops fell.
Just when Lin Ye was watching a dewdrop fall, two swords flew from the bamboo forest.
I don’t know if the sword is originally green or because it reflects the color of bamboo leaves.
But it is not important. What is important is that these two swords, which may be called flying swords in the eyes of ordinary people, are worse than two bamboo leaves in the eyes of Lin Ye.
At least, the bamboo leaves look more beautiful.
The sword is broken.
Before he could get close to Lin Ye, the flying sword shattered three feet away from Lin Ye.
The surrounding bamboos were injured a lot by the broken swords. Lin Ye's eyes looked a little apologetic. The scars on the bamboos will not disappear in the future, they will always be there.
People are different. If a person has such scars on his body, he will die.
The two sword sect disciples in the bamboo forest saw themselves taking action, but they did not see the man in black walking up the mountain take action.
Both of them had a small hole in their heart. They both thought the same as the old man in white, and felt that this small hole should not have come.
Lin Ye continued walking up and reached a turning point. There was a small open space on one side of the stone path, which was also used to build a pavilion.
A woman in white clothes, who looked about thirty years old, stood there with her hands behind her hands, overlooking the forest leaves as they walked up.
When Lin Ye turned this detour, the woman in white stretched out two fingers of her left hand, and a crystal-clear sword floated beside her.
She looked at Lin Ye with some indifference in her eyes.
Lin Ye glanced at her, ignored her, and continued walking up.
The woman in white said: "Uncle Xu, the road sweeper at the foot of the mountain, has been in Jianmen for fifty years. He has been sweeping roads here since he was twenty years old."
Lin Ye said as he walked: "Then his talent is really poor."
The woman in white frowned: "Although he is not an official disciple of Jianmen, he is respected by the disciples of Jianmen. Anyone who comes to Jianmen must bow respectfully when meeting Uncle Xu."
Lin Ye nodded: "Old man, that's very good."
The voice of the woman in white suddenly became cold: "He has been in Jianmen for fifty years, but you killed him!"
Lin Ye finally stopped and looked at the woman in white: "For fifty years, you haven't given him a new broom."
The woman in white was angry: "Uncle Xu has been sweeping roads for fifty years, and that broom is his sword!"
Lin Ye said: "A broom is a broom, and a sword is a sword. You don't have such a high level of cultivation, but you still think you have such a high level of understanding. Pretending to be incompetent will kill people."
The woman in white stretched out her hand and pointed forward, and the sword floating in front of her immediately flew out.
It seemed that he could break through the void, and when he reappeared, he was already not far away from the forest leaves.
Lin Ye still didn't move, and the sword still stopped three feet away from Lin Ye.
Lin Ye said: "I have always found it difficult to accept the killing of women."
The woman in white couldn't make an inch of her sword, and even Lin Ye's body-protecting Qi couldn't be broken. Her expression had changed.
But she refused to admit defeat and angrily scolded Lin Ye: "Hypocritical!"
Lin Ye said: "I'm not hypocritical, I just want to say that I will try my best to be as fast as possible."
As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves, and the sword rolled back and spun rapidly, as if it had broken through the void. When it reappeared, it was already in the woman's head.
A sword passed through the brain.
After walking through this pavilion and passing through this bamboo forest, Lin Ye looked up and saw that the Sword Gate door was right in front of him.
There were many people standing at the door, all dressed in white as snow.
Everyone still seemed so proud, and this pride also contained a sense of justice that Lin Ye could not understand.
Wearing white clothes, coming from a famous family, and pretending to be cold and arrogant, is this justice?
Don't say it's not, even if it is, so what.
Ten breaths later, Lin Ye stepped into the mountain gate, and behind him lay corpses on the ground. However, no one was still dressed in white as snow, and all of them were covered in white clothes stained with blood.
Inside the mountain gate, several middle-aged men in white clothes stood waiting for Lin Ye. Each of them had a sword in his hand.
These people obviously have a higher status in the Sword Sect, and there may be some disciples of Mr. Ju among them. After all, they pretend to be more noble.
It can be seen from their aura that they are incomparable to those who are dead outside, and the swords in their hands are also incomparable to the swords in the hands of those who are dead outside.
At this time, Lin Ye felt that it was not good to be alone.
At the very least, you should bring Gao Gong with you, because Gao Gong is used to carrying a basket when going out.
Those swords look like every one of them is good.
The man in white who was the leader frowned at Lin Ye. Although he showed murderous intent, he still asked in a suppressed tone.
"Why did you come to my sword gate to commit murder?"
Lin Ye counted, one, two, three, four, five... The swords of the five people in the front row looked really good.
Lin Ye didn't answer. The man in white who asked Lin Ye seemed to recognize the black brocade clothes on Lin Ye's body.
"Beauty."
The man in white said: "Prince Jade's hand has stretched too far."
Lin Ye said: "Is it possible that Mr. Ju's sword extends the same distance?"
The man in white said: "Master wants to kill Emperor Jade to do justice for heaven and for the righteousness of the world. How cruel is it for the emperor to send you to Jianmen to commit murder?"
Lin Ye thought about it and felt that Mr. Ju was a person. Without some skills, he would not be able to wash the minds of these disciples so well.
But he still explained it seriously.
"The emperor didn't ask me to come."
Lin Ye said: "I just want to see if I can come by myself."
At the same time, at the foot of the mountain.
A young man who looked to be in his twenties walked here. It looked like he had traveled a long distance. The original color of his clothes could not be seen, and they were all covered in dust.
He had indeed walked a long, long way to reach Tianxia Mountain. He had only one thought, that is, he must worship at Jianmen.
He wants to be a knight and a swordsman.
Every Dongbo person knows that in Dongbo, the place that represents the highest realm of swordsmanship is Tianxia Mountain.
As long as you can enter the Sword Sect and practice, you will become a swordsman respected by everyone in the future.
But when he arrived at the foot of Tianxia Mountain, before he could get excited, he saw an old man lying in a pool of blood.
The young man was startled and went over to take a look. The old man had no breath.
He hurried up the mountain and after walking for a while, he saw a bamboo forest and saw sword marks on some bamboo trees beside the path.
Looking inside again, I saw two corpses in white lying in the bamboo forest, and everyone's heart was red.
He was even more frightened and a little angry. Who dared to come to Jianmen to commit murder? To do such a cruel thing in the holy land of martial arts in Dongbo.
So he ran up faster, and when he reached the turning point, he also saw the pavilion and the woman lying in the pavilion. This woman was very beautiful. If there was no sword on her forehead, she would be more beautiful.
pretty.
By this time, the young man's heart was already a little cold, and he was hesitant to climb up again.
He had heard before that there was an old man sweeping the floors at the entrance of the archway at the foot of Tianxia Mountain. Even within Diocesan territory, even the old man sweeping the floors could not pass.
He had also heard that at the Reincarnation Pavilion on the stone steps, there was a most beautiful female swordsman in the world. No one under Wu Yue could stop her sword.
He had also heard that in order to break through the Sword Gate, one must first break through the Sword Formation.
There is a sword formation composed of seventy-two swords outside the sword gate. Even if a master of three or four rays in Wuyue Realm arrives, he may not be able to break through the formation and enter.
Driven by curiosity, he finally made up his mind to see if the sword formation had also been broken.
But he didn't see it, so he was persuaded to come back.
As the young man continued walking up, he saw a young man with a stern face, as young as him, wearing a black brocade suit.
He asked: "What happened?"
He asked just because he was panicked for a moment, didn't know what to say, and thought it might be bad not to say something.
The man in black was holding a rope in his hand, and there were many swords tied to the other end of the rope.
So when he walked down, the large bundle of swords behind him made a jingling sound.
Lin Ye looked at the young man and asked, "What are you doing here?"
The young man didn't know why, he just felt scared, scared to the core. Probably because when he looked at the other party, he felt that the other party suppressed him, no matter in what aspects, they suppressed him.
However, the other party didn't take him seriously at all.
The young man replied subconsciously: "I came to Jianmen to become a disciple. I hope to become a disciple of Jianmen and practice the supreme swordsmanship."
Lin Ye thought for a moment, then turned around and took out a sword from the bundle and handed it over.
The young man was stunned.
Lin Ye said: "Take it, I can't let your trip go in vain."
After saying that, he dragged the large bundle of swords and clanked down the mountain.
The young man's hand holding the sword was trembling. He felt that he was so cowardly that he was afraid of being like this.
But he couldn't help shouting at the man in black: "You killed them all?"
Lin Ye nodded as he walked.
The young man shouted: "Why did you kill them all?"
Lin Ye looked back at him and explained patiently: "Because, if I don't kill them all, no matter which one I leave behind, it will appear that I am a little partial."