Sword escapers are not monks who use the sword to escape between the heaven and the earth, but some people who hide between the heaven and the earth to avoid the sword.
What he avoided was the sword of Qingshan Jianzong.
There are three sword escapers in the world.
They all formed an insoluble enmity with Qingshan Sword Sect, and were ordered by Qingshan Sword Sect to be punished by heaven and earth.
As long as they dare to show up, Qingshan Sword Sect will kill them with one sword, or with ten thousand swords.
The former is talking about Chengtian Sword, the master of Qingshan, while the latter is talking about Qingshan Sword Formation.
Killing them with a sword from tens of thousands of miles away sounds like a miracle, how can it be true
But with the unfathomable state of the head of the Qingshan sect, the peerless famous sword and the unimaginable profound background of the Qingshan sword sect, it may not be impossible to achieve this.
The reason why the entire Chaotian Continent believed in this matter was that after the Qingshan Sword Sect announced the matter, the three sword escapers never appeared again.
No matter how sublime the realm, how deep the background, in short, these three people just disappeared.
That's how the words of the sword escaper came about.
Offending the Qingshan Sect to such an extent, he must have done something extremely cruel to the Qingshan Sect. Naturally, he cannot be an ordinary person, and his means of realm are also extraordinary.
According to the rumors, the oldest sword escaper was a sword fairy of the Heaven-reaching Realm in the South China Sea.
At the most dangerous moment, he activated a large formation to confine the island where the sect is located in the sea fog next to the great whirlpool in the south, and only then escaped the disaster of killing himself.
The second sword escaper is said to be the successor of the previous dynasty. In order to regain the imperial power, he caused chaos in the world and caused many tragic events.
In this rebellion that is not well documented in historical records, Qingshan Sword Sect lost dozens of outstanding disciples.
That person managed to escape the pursuit of Tianguang Peak by virtue of the shell of the ten-thousand-year-old tortoise.
According to the rumors, this person lived incognito in a very ordinary city by the Daze from then on, and never dared to take off the turtle shell for a moment.
The third sword escaper is even more famous, he is the third generation patriarch of Xuanyin Sect. This patriarch of the third generation is a very famous devil in the history of Taoism. He was sworn to be killed by the Qingshan Sword Sect because he ruined several disciples of Qingrong Peak. The confrontation resulted in a bloody battle, the main altar of the Xuanyin Sect was destroyed, more than half of the strong members of the sect were killed or injured, and the disciples of each branch were scattered all over the northern border. Even today, the grand occasion of the past has not been fully restored.
The patriarch himself was terrified of being killed by the Qingshan Sword Sect, and hid deep in the bottom of the mountain, unable to see the light of day again.
The story of the sword escaper is one of the most famous legends in Chaotian Continent.
Those three sword escapers really never appeared again, maybe they were already dead, these legends are still circulating in the world, even ordinary people know.
There are also many speculations or doubts. The story of the sword escaper was created by the Qingshan Sword Sect. Since those three dare not show up, who can prove it? And as time goes by, the more this story is spread, the image of Qingshan Sword Sect will become stronger and more formidable.
Except for the long-established practice sects such as Zhongzhou School, Guocheng Temple, and Suling Sect, more and more people think so.
Until today, it is snowing heavily, and someone came to play the flute, let's say something before this cliff.
If it is true, the sword escaper in the cliff should be the third-generation ancestor of the Xuanyin Sect, who has a world-shattering cultivation, but was forced by the Qingshan Sword Formation to dare not show up.
The sound of the flute is gone, only the north wind whistling, and there is no other sound in the mountains.
"You should still remember who I am. Now that I am so weak, don't you want to come out and kill me?"
The young man said with a smile.
The cliff is quiet and there is no echo.
The young man mocked and said: "The dignified ancestor of the Xuanyin Sect was forced to look like a mouse by my Qingshan, don't you feel ashamed?"
Still no sound.
The young man turned around, looked at the snowy sky with his back on his back and said, "Now that I have found you, where else can you go?"
I don't know where he came from, but he dared to speak like that to that old ancestor despite his low level of cultivation, without any trace of fear on his face.
"Yeah, as long as you don't come out, I can't get in anyway."
The young man raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I can inform the juniors of the Qingshan Sect."
There was still no sound to respond to him, but there was a very slight tremor faintly from the depths of the ground.
"You ask me what this madman wants to do?"
Watching the snowstorm getting faster and faster, the young man was silent for a long time, and finally said a word.
"I just want to get back what belongs to me. I haven't played that mahjong set for a long time. Do you want to be my new set?"
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Light rain fell again in Chaoge City, pattering, green moss, and wet the eaves.
Back in the mansion, Jing Jiu walked along the rain corridor and was about to go back to his room. Seeing his "brother" in the flower hall, he stopped and asked, "Are you playing mahjong?"
The eldest brother of the Jing family hurriedly responded: "Occasionally play, but rarely...you...do you want to play?"
"Just asking." Thinking about what he said last time, Jing Jiu asked, "Have you bet on the game yet?"
Brother Jing understood what he was talking about, and nodded in a daze.
Jing Jiu was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "Can you retreat?"
Brother Jing's expression suddenly became tense, and he said, "It seems... impossible."
"Is that so... Are there any Go-related books at home? I want to read it tonight."
Hearing this, the elder brother of the Jing family's face became even more exciting, and he said with a trembling voice, "I'll look for it."
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After listening to the sound of rain for a while, and drinking a bowl of tea, Jing Jiu found a set of Go and started to play.
The chess pieces were put on the chessboard one by one, no matter the position or the order, they were exactly the same as the chess game outside the Old Plum Garden.
Jing Jiu thought for a moment, then started to play the chess again, this time he still held the black chess and moved by himself.
It didn't take long, the game was over, and the final outcome was between half and half.
If he starts from the beginning, the situation will be slightly better than that of Guo Dashi, but he is indeed a little tired.
Not knowing whether it was the coldness brought by the rain on a spring night, or the injury caused by exhaustion, Jing Jiu coughed twice.
He Guogong just came out of the tunnel, and when he heard his cough, his expression changed suddenly, and he asked worriedly, "Is the immortal master safe?"
Jing Jiu ignored it and asked directly, "What kind of person is Tong Yan?"
In fact, he doesn't care about this issue, even if he just met outside the old plum garden and saw the opponent's advanced state of chess.
What if you lose at the May meeting? If you lose, you lose, what else can you do? If it was Jing Jiu in the past hundreds of years, of course he would think so.
Even he can't be the best in everything.
But now for the sake of the little twelfth lunar month, and... the wealth and freedom of the Jing family, he seems to have to win, so of course he has to be more serious.
He Guogong's response was quick and wonderful.
He didn't say anything about Tong Yan's birthplace, realm, or hobbies, but directly said something that sounded boring.
Usually, this kind of information is only liked to inquire and communicate with women who walk around the streets.
"Tong Yan is the son-in-law chosen by the wife of the head of the Zhongzhou School for her daughter, but he himself is not willing."
He Guogong smiled and said: "It is said that it is because he knows that Luo Huainan is the son-in-law chosen by the head."
Hearing these words, Jing Jiu thought of the weak girl who played the piano at the Meihui today.
He knew her name was Bai Zao.