Chen Changsheng's cultivation talent was extremely high, but his worldly wisdom was very mediocre. It took him a long time to react, and he thought for a while before he said: "If there is an opportunity, I will persuade His Majesty Baidi to take the Lishan Sword Bring back Fa Zongjue."
Hundreds of years ago, when the human race and the demon race joined forces to conquer the demon race in the north, several elders of the Lishan Sword Sect lost their chance to transport food, and they should be executed for their crimes.
The Lishan Sword Sect had no choice but to send the master formula of the sword technique to Baidi City, so that Baidi issued an imperial decree, forcing Jin Yulu to let go.
For the Lishan Sword Sect, it would certainly be a great thing if they could get back the Lishan Sword Art master formula without falling out with Baidicheng.
And now the person who is most likely to accomplish this is of course Chen Changsheng.
Hearing Chen Changsheng's promise, the head of Lishan Sword Sect was very satisfied.
Qiu Shanjun raised his eyebrows slightly, a little dissatisfied.
——His great-uncle Su Li once said that what Li Shan lost should of course be taken back by Li Shan himself.
But since it was the master's intention, he couldn't express his objection in front of Chen Changsheng.
After solving the biggest problem of Zhexiu's condition, Chen Changsheng felt much better, and said, "Can we let them meet now?"
The head of the Lishan Sword Sect shook his head and said, "Even if that wolf boy learns the voiceless sound of Zhengjian, it's only a temporary suppression of the disease, it's not considered a cure, so naturally we can't meet each other."
Chen Changsheng was very helpless, and said, "Why is this so?"
The head of the Lishan Sword Sect was also very helpless, and said: "This is the meaning of the little uncle, who dares to disobey?"
Chen Changsheng was also speechless when he thought about Su Li's temperament.
Qiu Shanjun suddenly said: "I think Master Uncle did something wrong."
The head of Lishan Sword Sect said: "But he is your master uncle after all, you must respect him and love him."
Qiu Shanjun said: "It's really hard for people to have a heart of respect and love with a temperament like Master Uncle's."
Chen Changsheng thought about those scenes on the way back from the snowy field, and he exchanged a glance with Mr. Qiushan, and he knew what the other was thinking, and he felt sympathetic.
At this moment, they seemed to have returned to Banya Racecourse.
But it was only for a moment, and soon they felt uncomfortable again and separated their eyes.
"Is there really no other way to accommodate?"
Chen Changsheng asked the head of Lishan Sword Sect: "Anyway, Senior Su Li is not here now."
The head of the Lishan Sword Sect said: "Although the little uncle is gone, the sword is still in the mountain."
Chen Changsheng heard what seemed to be hidden in these words, and asked, "Sword?"
The head of Lishan Sword Sect said: "Little Martial Uncle left behind a sword, if anyone can beat this sword, they can ignore his decree."
Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said, "I want to try."
"I don't want to hide it from you, it's very dangerous to break that sword."
The head of Lishan Sword Sect looked at him seriously and said: "Little Martial Uncle is your teacher in the way of swordsmanship, so you are my Junior Brother, I don't want you to take risks."
Chen Changsheng said: "The younger generation is a late learner, so I dare not answer."
This refers to the title of Junior Brother.
The head of the Lishan Sword Sect said with a smile: "It is indeed a slip of the tongue, even if you dare to answer, I dare not really call you like this, otherwise someone will be unhappy."
If Chen Changsheng became the younger brother of the head of the Lishan Sword Sect, wouldn't he be the younger brother of the Seven Laws of the Divine Kingdom like Lord Qiushan
Who would be unhappy, naturally without asking.
Chen Changsheng glanced at Mr. Qiushan.
Qiu Shanjun ignored him, looked at the head of the Lishan Sword Sect and said, "If you let my junior sister hear these words, how many beards will you have left, master?"
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There is a cliff flat at the back foot of the main peak of Lishan Mountain. In front of the cliff flat is a stone wall covered with green vines and wild flowers among the vines.
Only when you get close can you see clearly that there is a stone wall passage about two feet wide between the green vines.
You can faintly hear the crisp birdsong and the fragrance of flowers coming from the other side of the stone wall passage. If you look carefully, you can see greenery everywhere.
There seems to be a green valley over there.
Qiushan Jun, Gou Hanshi and other Lishan disciples led Chen Changsheng and his party to stand in front of the cliff.
Zhexiu looked at the crack in the stone and remained silent.
"Little Junior Sister has been cultivating over there for the past few years. If you want to see her, you have to walk over here."
Gou Hanshi said to Chen Changsheng and the others: "This stone path was made by the sword in the hand of the master and uncle before he broke through the realm and became sacred. There is a sword intent on the stone wall, which is extremely dangerous, and this is what you want. The broken sword."
Chen Changsheng knew very well that after the Zhetian Sword was lost in the Zhou Garden, Su Li had been using an ordinary green steel sword made by a blacksmith in a small town down the mountain. Suddenly, a piece of cave was cut out, and I couldn't help being shocked and speechless.
His eyes fell on the stone wall passage in the green vines.
There are countless sword marks left on the stone wall, which are very deep, and even after hundreds of years of wind and rain, they are still not obliterated.
At this time, there was still more than ten feet away from the entrance of the stone wall, and he could clearly feel the fierce sword intent hidden in the sword marks.
Bai Cai, Tang Sanshiliu and the others looked at the stone wall a few more times, and even felt that their eyes were stinging and wanted to cry.
Zhexiu stared at the stone wall all the time, silent, extremely focused, his eyes gradually turned red, but he still didn't blink.
A gust of mountain wind blew from outside the cliff, shaking the fallen leaves on the ground, and lifted Chen Changsheng's clothes.
There was only a soft hissing sound, and a straight crack appeared on his sleeve.
A corner of the robe fluttered with the wind and fell off the cliff.
Chen Changsheng lowered his head to look at the ground of the cliff flat, and saw that within a radius of ten feet from the entrance of the stone wall passage, the ground was extremely smooth, and there was not even a single fallen leaf.
Presumably, the fierce sword intent in the stone wall overflowed with the years, cutting all the fallen leaves and gravels that fell here into pieces.
Such a terrifying sword intent is really rare in the world.
It is worthy of being the strongest swordsman in the past thousand years.
The folding sleeve moved.
Then he was stopped by Chen Changsheng.
"I have learned swordsmanship from Su Li, and I know his swordsmanship very well. You should let me try it first. Even if I can't pass, I should have a chance to return. What you need to do is to observe. Based on your observation , and then analyze the ability to fight, the next success will be much greater."
Chen Changsheng looked into his eyes and said seriously.
He was right.
Although it is only necessary to walk through this stone wall passage full of sword marks, it is also an extremely difficult battle.
This is the battle between them and Su Li hundreds of years ago.
Zhexiu was silent for a while, then stopped and said, "Thank you."
A lot of things don't need to be said too much.
With Zhexiu's temperament, a thank you is enough to explain many things.
Chen Changsheng took out the Wugou sword, reversed the hilt, and combined it with the Zangfeng scabbard.
This is the strongest form of his sword.
He did this all the time when he faced Zhu Luo in Xunyang City, when he went alone to the Beibing Masi Alley in Kyoto, and when he faced two generations of demon kings in Xueling.
What he was going to break through today was the stone road, and he was also facing a formidable enemy.
Su Li, hundreds of years ago, had not yet entered the sacred realm when he cut through the cave, and he was not as strong as he was later, but his cultivation in the way of the sword was already extremely strong. For sleeves, it is still an unattainable existence.
Chen Changsheng took a step forward holding the sword.
With just one step, several rips appeared on his clothes.