At the beginning, the little prince Beili and his mother were crazy about each other.

The old man was born in a poor family and died.

Wudang used to be the leader of the Taoist sect, but it began to decline after two incidents.

Since then, Qingcheng Mountain has taken its place as the leader.

This is because Qingcheng Mountain produced a peerless person who practiced both Taoism and swordsmanship, the Taoist swordsman Zhao Yuzhen.

It is said that Zhao Yuzhen was born in a village at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain. When he was born, a ray of light shone into the house, inheriting the destiny of heaven.

That day, the six heavenly masters of Qingcheng Mountain went down the mountain and brought him back to Qingcheng. They have never gone down the mountain for thirty years.

He has never seen his parents in his life and was raised by his master Lu Suchen.

Dao Jianxian can be said to be a template for the protagonist. He was accepted as a closed disciple by the headmaster Lu Suzhen at the age of three, learned the power of the dragon elephant at the age of six, studied the infinite swordsmanship at the age of eleven, and became the first person in Qingcheng Mountain to practice both Taoist and swordsmanship in the past hundred years. At the age of sixteen, he became the youngest heavenly master since the founding of Qingcheng Mountain.

At the age of twenty-two, his master passed away. Since then, Zhao Yuzhen was appointed as the headmaster, becoming the youngest headmaster since the founding of Qingcheng Mountain.

If the system would give the ten famous swords as rewards, Xiao Ruolin planned to collect them all as soon as possible.

He could have chosen the Angry Sword Immortal, one of the five great swordsmen, to complete the task, but in the end he chose the Dao Jianxian.

Although the five great swordsmen are evenly matched on the surface, the Jianghu Wild List has already ranked the five swordsmen of Beili.

The first sword is the Lone Sword Immortal Luo Qingyang, followed by the Dao Sword Immortal Zhao Yuzhen, followed by the most mysterious Confucian Sword Immortal Xie Xuan, then the Snow Moon Sword Immortal Li Hanyi, and finally the Angry Sword Immortal Yan Zhantian.

Passing through a forest, more and more people were walking on the ancient road, heading towards the mountain pass ahead.

At the mountain pass, two people dressed as Taoist priests stood. Looking closely, one was tall and the other short, one was fat and the other was thin, forming a sharp contrast.

At the foot of the mountain stood a stone tablet with three words written on it - Qingcheng Mountain.

Zishu unveiled the curtain and said with a smile: "Master, we are here."

Xiao Ruolin nodded slightly, then walked out of the carriage.

Looking at the three lifelike characters, he carried the sword case on his back, held a small box in his hand, and walked forward slowly.

"Master, what about the carriage?" Zishu asked behind him.

"It's enough for me to go alone. You can find an inn at the foot of the mountain to rest. You don't have to follow me." Xiao Ruolin waved his hand, then turned around without looking back.

This trip to Qingcheng was to find an answer for someone, and for this answer, Xiao Ruolin decided to use force.

…

Half a month ago, just when they had just left Xueyue City, Li Hanyi, dressed in white, found him.

“I heard that you are going to Qingcheng to ask the dead Taoist priest about the sword?” Li Hanyi wore a cold mask, and his tone was full of resentment.

Xiao Ruolin nodded.

Li Hanyi frowned, hesitated for a while, and finally couldn’t help but said: “Can you bring a message for me?”

Xiao Ruolin raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly: “What message?”

He knew that Li Hanyi and Zhao Yuzhen had a love-hate relationship, and this trip to Qingcheng was also for this.

He wanted to help them solve this problem, which was neither big nor small, and also wanted Zhao Yuzhen to make a promise.

To put it bluntly, the two still loved each other, but because Zhao Yuzhen was obsessed with the devil, he missed Li Hanyi’s three trips to Qingcheng.

I don’t know if Li Hanyi followed the original agreement, so Zhao Yuzhen thought that the other party was just talking casually, or didn’t want to see him.

As for Li Hanyi, Zhao Yuzhen did not keep his promise and go up the mountain with her when she went to Qingcheng for the third time.

In fact, when she went to Qingcheng for the third time, the Taoists in Qingcheng Mountain were afraid that their headmaster would be abducted by her, so they did not tell Zhao Yuzhen that she had been to Qingcheng for the third time, which led to the misunderstanding of each other.

But he did not expect that Li Hanyi would come to him in person.

Li Hanyi leaned close to Xiao Ruolin's ear and whispered something.

Xiao Ruolin nodded: "Okay, but can I take a strand of your black hair?"

Li Hanyi said nothing and directly cut off a strand of black hair and gave it to Xiao Ruolin.

"You don't ask me what I want to do with your hair?" Xiao Ruolin raised his eyebrows.

"Since I have something to ask, why ask more." Li Hanyi spoke slowly.

Then she took out the Iron Horse Ice River, gently stroked the sword, and murmured: "I have waited too long, I am tired..."

For so many years, her water-stopping swordsmanship has not made any progress, and the reason is that she has been unable to get over the hurdle in her heart.

Now she has figured it out, but in order to give an explanation for the past, she wants an answer for her former self.

"Why don't you go and ask it yourself? I am just an outsider." Xiao Ruo

Lin smiled bitterly.

Looking at this situation, Li Hanyi wants to give up this relationship...

Li Hanyi snorted coldly and said, "I like you."

Then she jumped and flew away.

Xiao Ruolin smiled bitterly, then returned to the carriage and headed towards Qingcheng Mountain.

...

In front of the mountain gate, the fat Taoist rubbed his eyes and said to the tall and thin Taoist beside him: "Little Master, my right eyelid has been twitching, I have a bad feeling."

"Left eye twitching means wealth and right eye twitching means disaster? Feixuan, you are a cultivator, how can you believe in the nonsense of the people."

Li Fansong shook his head. He felt that his nephew must be close to the red and the black, so he also began to believe in these things.

"Really!" Feixuan hurriedly pulled Li Fansong's sleeves a few times: "My right eye has been twitching, look..."

Li Fansong was not interested at all, but faced those lovely pilgrims with a kind smile.

But suddenly, he smelled a breath, an ominous breath.

He looked up suddenly, looked at the ominous smell, and saw a white-haired person slowly walking towards the mountain gate.

Li Fansong hurriedly used the forgetfulness technique to investigate.

In an instant, his face turned extremely pale, and even his breathing became rapid.

The man exuded a strong aura, like a general on the battlefield, with a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood under his feet.

His lips moved, and he slowly uttered a few words.

Feixuan was shocked to see the abnormal behavior of his junior master, and hurriedly asked: "Junior master, what's wrong with you?"

Li Fansong shook his head, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.

It was because the white-haired person was close to the mountain gate and stopped in front of the two of them.

"Are you going to Qingcheng Mountain to burn incense?" Li Fansong swallowed his saliva and kept bending his hands behind his back to indicate.

Feixuan naturally saw his unusual behavior. Having been with Junior Master for a long time, he realized that something was wrong and immediately wanted to sneak up the mountain gate.

But the white-haired man smiled and slowly said, "No need to inform the news. I came here just to..."

"Ask Qingcheng with a sword!"