Tales of Herding Gods

Chapter 1420: World of Swords

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"Grandpa Tu, where are we going?"

"To pay a visit to the strongest person in the Dao of the Sword in the world."

Dozens of days later, they came to the Yongjiang River. On both sides of the Yongjiang River are beautiful and magnificent mountains and rivers. There are fishing boats on the river, drifting in the waves.

It was noon and the sun was scorching, and those fishing boats sailed to the shore to avoid the scorching sun.

The two stood on the river, Qin Mu's hands were empty, and he couldn't help wondering, this time the butcher didn't let him forge a knife, could it be that he didn't need to use a knife this time

Moreover, isn't the strongest person in the world the butcher himself

At this moment, Jiang An suddenly heard a loud voice, and laughed loudly: "Your surname Qin, have you come to Yankang again?"

Qin Mu followed the sound, and saw a young general covered in divine armor appearing on the bank of the river with a demon sword on his back. The young general suddenly walked out of nowhere, and leaped forward. Thousands of swords flashed under his feet, carrying him galloping towards him!

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The lights of thousands of knives under his feet suddenly converged and turned into a monster knife, swimming like a dragon, and slashed towards Qin Mu!

Qin Mu raised his hand, gently clamped the index finger and middle finger, clamped the knife light, cut off the knife light with a snap, and said calmly: "Zhe Huali, long time no see."

Zhe Huali landed on the surface of the river with a bang, the surface of the river exploded, and the river water splashed all over Qin Mu. He laughed and said, "You are very happy in the sky, you are Tianzun Mu, and your reputation is so scary, but every time you come back, you have to be cheeky." Chewing the old man! What are you going to gnaw on this time?"

Yaodao Zhe Huali, who has been in charge of guarding a god city on the western front of Yankang over the years, the Tianyuan God City at the source of the Yongjiang River, has also become a great general.

Qin Mu's face turned dark, and he said resentfully: "Eating the old? You stay in Yankang and gnaw on the old every day. I come back to gnaw once in a while, so let me tell you..."

Zhe Huali said with a smile: "Yankang's Taoism and supernatural powers are no longer what they were when you left. Today, there are so many people and countless masters. I'm really afraid that you will fall behind."

Even though he said this, his eyes were shining brightly, and he was eager to try. The demon sword and dragon teeth behind him also let out bursts of low moans like a demon dragon, looking very excited, wishing to fight immediately and teach Qin Mu a lesson.

Back then, when Qin Mu taught Zhe Huali a lesson, he also taught Longyadao more than once.

This psychic demon sword is the tooth of the Eastern Emperor Qinglong turned into a demon. It is very supernatural and holds vengeance.

After a while, the sky suddenly flickered with sword light again, one layer of sword light and one layer of heaven, there are eighteen layers of heaven in total.

The sword light from the eighteen heavens poured down, heading straight for Qin Mu in Jiang's heart!

Qin Mu seemed to be unstoppable, suddenly the saber energy shot up from the top of his head, turning into a heavenly palace of Dao of Dao, his Dao of Dao of Dao stood in the Nine Prison Terrace, gathered Qi into a sword, and slashed against the Dao of Dao of Dao of the Eighteen Heavens.

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There was a loud noise in the air, and the sword lights scattered all over the sky, and all the sword lights were suddenly retracted, turning into a magic knife and bouncing upwards.

From above, an arm reached out and grabbed the magic knife. A one-armed figure suddenly landed on the river, and the splash of river water was like a knife, and Fei Qiong Xieyu slashed in all directions.

Zhe Huali stood motionless on the surface of the river with his arms folded, the sword light in front of him and behind him cut off all the light of the sword transformed by the river water.

That one-armed god-man is none other than the magic sword Luo Wushuang.

Luo Wushuang saw the butcher and Zhe Huali salute, but the butcher returned the salute, but Zhe Huali lowered his hands halfway, saying: "See Daoist Luo."

He severed the master-student relationship with Luo Wushuang, and Luo Wushuang expelled him from the school, so he can only call Luo Wushuang a Taoist brother, but because he used to be a disciple, he is half-handed.

Luo Wushuang greeted Qin Mu and said, "Qin Ba Body."

He didn't call Qin Mu the Heavenly Venerable, but called Qin Mu the Overlord. Although the grievances between the two have been resolved, and Luo Wushuang has also stepped out of the shackles of his Dao of the Sword, but after all, when the two became enemies, Luo Wushuang had a grudge in his heart, so he was called Qin Bati.

"Shen Dao Luo." Qin Mu returned the salute.

Shendao Luo is what Qin Mu called Luo Wushuang. They lived and died in Taixu and fought side by side. Qin Mu admired his sword quality and character very much.

In particular, Luo Wushuang drew his sword to kill Mrs. Yuanmu and the clone of the empress, Yun Chuxiu and Lianhuahun. He was cruel and merciless. No beauty is as important as a sword. He is the ruthless person in Qin Mu's heart!

Luo Wushuang said: "Tiandao, the ones who came today are all Yankang swordsmen, can we start?"

The butcher shook his head and said, "Not yet, we have to wait for one more person. I ordered someone to invite him a few months ago."

He took out a small boat from his gluttonous bag, and the boat was full of jars and jars, all of which were sealed with high-quality wine.

Zhe Huali couldn't help being moved, and said: "Didn't that person go to Wuyou Township? He will come too?"

He glanced at Qin Mu, and continued: "I heard that the man owed a lot to Tianzun Mu, and owed too much to Yankang. He vowed to step into Yankang in his life and simply hide in Wuyou Village."

The butcher smiled and said: "He has come a long time ago. The heavenly army captured Taixu and blocked the void bridge. He rushed out of the encirclement and sneaked into Yankang. Besides him, many people entered through the three rooms of the void bridge. Yankang, lurking down. He did not enter Yankang because of the oath, and was active in the northern land area. But the oath made by the alcoholic is equivalent to farting."

He smiled slightly, with a loud and long voice, and said leisurely: "My wine is unusual, it is the fine wine stolen by the god of robbers from the gods of all the heavens, and there is also the fine wine dedicated to the emperor of heaven by the heavenly court, which ranks first in the heavenly court Brewed by the god of Dionysus!"

"Heavenly Bacchus, of course I want to come!"

There was a loud laughter in the sky, but Tian Shu, the king of the underworld among the four heavenly kings under Kaihuang's command, opened his arms and strode forward with the Emperor's Sword on his shoulder, reeking of alcohol, he laughed loudly: "It's still Tiandao who knows me well and knows that I like this kind of mouth. To be honest, I didn't dare to step into Yankang because of my oath, but I got myself drunk before I came, and I pissed a few pots of horses. What bullshit vows are useless!"

He landed on the small boat, picked up a jug of wine with his hands, tilted his head back and drank it, drank it dry in one gulp, and praised: "This is the Buddha wine brewed in the Brahma Heaven of the Buddha World, and it tastes so good!"

He slapped open another jar of wine, drank it down, and praised: "Qingyuntian wine of Taoist sect, after drinking, there are strange magic runes in the head! This altar is the wine of the god of wine, dedicated to the emperor of heaven, it is no the same!"

The fine wines of all the heavens have their own tastes.

Soon Tian Shu was very drunk, his eyes were bleary, but he continued to drink heavily.

"Is this drunk okay?" Luo Wushuang frowned.

Tian Shu gave him a squinting look, and said with a smile: "The number one magic sword in the heaven, the spirit of a craftsman is too heavy, and he doesn't have the demeanor of a great master of swordsmanship. My sword can kill souls and souls, and you can't compare with it. You have to drink it." Only then can it exert its greatest power.”

Luo Wushuang snorted, and said lightly: "I am not as good as you in terms of realm, but in terms of swordsmanship, you are far behind."

Looking at these old people, Qin Mu felt passionate. Some of these people were his elders, some were his enemies, and some were his friends. Now these people are all gathered together.

"Mu'er, the way of your sword, the first level is to knock on the Nantian Gate, which is to show the arrogance of the sword user. The second level is the sword of law. The third level is to protect the people. The sword has the will to unite as one."

The butcher looked at Qin Mu, and said in a deep voice, "I can guide you, that's all. Your three-style saber technique has already exhausted my 15th level of the Dao of the Saber. The road ahead is only yours. Walk."

Qin Mu felt warm in his heart, no matter how many difficulties he faced outside, how many criticisms and censures he encountered, but when he came back here, back to Yankang, he was always the child of those nine old people in Disabled Elderly Village.

When he comes back here, the butcher and the others will do everything they can to help him and enlighten him. They have never been selfish or refused!

"You have already understood the courage, testament, and responsibility required by the way of the sword, and the rest is tempering and strength."

The butcher said: "The easiest way to increase your strength is to compete with the strong ones in the Dao of the Sword. Zhe Huali is a strong man in the Dao of the Sword. He entered the Dao with the Dao of the Sword. Luo Wushuang is the number one swordsman in heaven, a master of swordsmanship, his swordsmanship is unparalleled in dexterity and law, and at the same time, it also incorporates the courage and strength of the sword to the sky, even if it is a god, he dares to cut!"

"The sword of King Tian Shu is the most powerful sword in the world."

Drunk Tian Shu laughed when he heard the words.

The butcher continued: "The magic sword is invincible. The name of the sword is Emperor Que. Tian Shu, who is drunk, is the emperor of the sword. The way of the sword can cut the horns of Tubo! His sword contains the spirit of the Kaihuang era! And my Knife… "

The butcher slowly drew his sword, and said calmly: "It's a heavenly sword. This heavenly sword is not a sword of heaven, but a sword directed towards the sky. My sword is not dependent on the way of heaven, nor on the way of heaven and earth. My sword is A breath of dissatisfaction in people's hearts, an unyielding spirit!"

He vibrated the saber, and the energy in the saber was like a horse in the sky, rising from the center of the river to the sky, splitting the sky!

"The sword is used to nourish the spirit. You must first defeat us before you can defeat the ancestral court Zhanshentai!"

The butcher said in a deep voice, "Mu'er, are you ready?"

Zhe Huali turned back and jumped back, the next moment he stood high in the sky, his movements were strange and evil, and he said with a smile: "Thanks to Tiandao for looking up to me, let me guide this kid, I will definitely live up to Tiandao's high expectations!"

Although he is arrogant and unruly, he respects the butcher very much.

There are two people he respects in today's world, one is the magic sword Luo Wushuang, Luo Wushuang cherishes talents, knows that his sword technique is a one-armed sword technique, Zhe Huali has complete arms, if he learns from himself, he will be like others Disciples cut off their arms, or they can only go out of their own way.

Therefore, Luo Wushuang sent him to Furiluo, the demon clan, and asked him to worship Furiluo as his teacher.

The second person Zhe Huali respected was Tiandao.

Zhe Huali has been comprehending the way of the sword, but he has never been able to get started. His sword technique is passed down from Luo Wushuang. Luo Wushuang's sword rules are well-regulated, and he pays attention to the order and stability, which has always restricted his mind.

And Fu Riluo is a strong demon, with sinister and weird skills. Although he has learned some, he can't master them.

Until he met the butcher and saw the butcher's heavenly knife, he had an epiphany and enlightenment, and suddenly he stepped into the door of the way of the sword.

Although the butcher did not accept him as an apprentice, he regarded the butcher as another master of his, so he respected him.

Tian Shu laughed loudly, smashed all the empty jars suddenly, and sprayed alcohol on the emperor with a horizontal knife: "Thanks to Tiandao for looking up to me, today I will make friends with a knife! Tianzun Mu, do you have horns?"

Qin Mu's chest was full of pride, and he smiled and said, "Although I don't have long horns, I do have horns in my heart."

"Probe over here!" Tian Shu swung his knife.

Luo Wushuang raised the saber with one arm, held the moon in his arms, and said quietly: "Qin Bati, swordsmanship is your forte, but the way of saber is far inferior to yours."

Qin Mu laughed loudly, a burst of vitality penetrated into Qingming, turned into a long knife, bowed and bowed: "Please give advice, fellow Taoists!"