Red Heart Survey

Li Jianqiu stood under the boulder, motionless. Only the fire of the flame sword swayed in the mountain wind.

Jiang Wang walked to his side and saw the engraving on the stone clearly.

"Yongtai twelve years, bloody battles, invincible, leave a letter for the younger generations to look up to!"

The inscription is Wu.

It should not be finished, because there is a vertical line next to it, which is obviously just the beginning of the pen.

Yongtai is the year name of the current ruler of Zhuang Kingdom, and it is now the 14th year of Yongtai in Zhuangli, which is the 3917th year of the Dao calendar.

In other words, the writing on this stone carving was two years ago. It was the time when Shubi Peak was wiped out for the first time.

After Li Jianqiu beheaded the beast, he neither boasted nor concluded, nor continued to move forward, but stopped in front of this stone carving that obviously had a story, and remained silent.

This kind of atmosphere made Huang A Zhan, who has always been escaping, shut up.

Li Jianqiu was silent for a while, scattered the flaming swords in both hands, and finally for the first time in front of Jiang Wang and others, slowly pulled out the sword at the side of his waist.

This was the first time Jiang Wang saw the sword unsheathed.

Bright, splendid, the adjectives that come to mind at first glance, are not compatible with the sword, but they are so suitable for this sword.

Holding the sword in one hand, Li Jianqiu added a few strokes to the stone carving.

Wu Shan.

This name is common, but it should be the senior who seems to have invincible talent.

Li Jianqiu's sword edge moved, and a new line was carved on the stone carving, which said: Juniors come to pay respects!

Then start another line and write the signature: Li Jianqiu, the prodigal dog.

The stone powder rustled down, as if hiding some emotion in the dust.

"Let's go." Li Jianqiu turned around and said, "Let's go to the top of the mountain."

Bypassing this boulder, everyone stepped on rotten branches and rotten leaves, and walked among the jagged rocks.

There may have been a road here before, but after two years, it has returned to its original appearance.

There is no way in the mountains, but the way is at the foot.

"Just now I saw that your sword is broken. Let's finish the cleaning of the vertical pen peak alone, and we can exchange it for a magic weapon long sword. I will give it to you." Li Jianqiu said casually.

"How can this be done?" Jiang Wang waved his hand and said, "I'm not alone in the task, and you are the main force, brother..."

As a monk who is accustomed to using swords, Jiang Wang's desire for a good sword is needless to say. If he and Zhao Rucheng were the only ones on this trip, then he wouldn't be embarrassed. But after all, the friendship with Li Jianqiu and even Huang Azhan is not enough.

Li Jianqiu patted the long sword on his waist: "I have peach branches. I don't need other swords."

It turns out that this sword is called Taozhi, which is really an appropriate name, it is so bright and splendid. Jiang Wang thought to himself.

Li Jianqiu said again: "The value of a magic sword of this level should be around 600 points. You can give us 100 points per person."

In this way, Jiang Wang still made a lot of money. But for the rest of the people, it's actually not a loss. After all, Daoxun is a hard currency, and the real thing exchanged by the task may not be suitable for them.

"Okay." Jiang Wang stopped coddling.

The remaining two have no objection.

Li Jianqiu turned to Huang Azhan again and said: "From your Taoism, you should follow the same path as Shen Nanqi. It's just a gold practice and a fire practice."

Huang Azhan scratched his head, and said with a smile: "Thinking about it on my own, I don't have a system."

"Fire Xing Taoism is violent, you have to pay more attention to the control of the Taoism itself. It's like the Taoism of the fire bomb." Li Jianqiu made a formula with his hands and formed a fire bomb.

"When and how it explodes, what scale, and what speed. You have to be free." Under Li Jianqiu's control, the flame bomb moved forward and backward, expanded and shrunk, and then accelerated suddenly, smashing a rock .

"Taught." Huang Azhan bowed politely to express his gratitude.

Li Jianqiu waved his hand, and said to Zhao Rucheng: "You are very smart. I said earlier that Du Yehu has the highest fighting talent among you, but I didn't expect to ignore you. Your fighting talent is not inferior to him, but he relies on you Natural fighting instinct."

He nodded his head with his fingers: "You rely on this."

Zhao Rucheng laughed: "Well, I don't even know if you don't tell me."

Huang Azhan groped for a while: "That's not right, Brother Li. Of the three co-authors, am I the only one who needs advice?"

Li Jianqiu smiled without saying a word.

In such a fierce battle just now, he actually knew the details of everyone's battle like the back of his hand, which was enough to show that he was able to do a job with ease.

It's just that for some reason, at that time, in the discussion of Dao in the three cities, there was no performance that could match his strength.

A wolf hair, the pen shaft is vertical and straight, the pen tip is round and full, and the pen tip is as sharp as a thin cone.

Turning it upside down, it is the general shape of the vertical pen peak.

After crossing the mountainside, a section further up is the location of the pen. It is also the place with the widest cross-section of the entire vertical pen peak.

This is also the base camp of the fierce beasts on the vertical pen peak.

The people were still far apart, and the roar of the beasts could already be heard. When they got a little closer, an unstoppable ferocious beast rushed out.

It was like a signal, and then, like a hornet's nest exploded, all kinds of strange beasts swarmed in.

Wind Centipede, Rock Snake, Tiger Jackal, Mountain Spider...

Under such circumstances, Li Jianqiu still had the leisurely mind to roughly count: "It's okay, less than a hundred, far from a large scale."

He took a step forward, and the peach branch came out of its sheath!

The sword light is bright, and the sword energy is mighty.

The whole person was squeezed into the beast tide amidst a kind of magnificent bright red.

Just like the arrival of spring, the peach blossoms bloom.

Peach blossoms are the color of blood, and those that bloom are souls of life.

Li Jianqiu's body was like a red tide, sweeping through the tide of beasts.

Jiang Wang and the others didn't even have a chance to make a move at all, and watched this scene dumbfounded.

The red tide receded, and all the roaring and whistling became silent.

Only Li Jianqiu's thin figure stood upright.

One person, one sword, and the corpses of ferocious beasts all over the place.

Such a picture, what a freehand brushwork!

"Brother Li, Li." Huang Azhan was inexplicably shocked, and even forgot to flatter him: "You are so strong, what do you want us to do with you?"

Li Jianqiu held the peach branch in his hand, looking at the mountainside, amidst the corpses of fierce beasts all over the ground, he suddenly let out a loud howl!

The sound shook the high cliffs and spread to the distant mountains.

It's like once the depression is gone, the indescribable joy and joy!

After he finished his roar, he put away his sword and put it into its sheath, and said: "The person who left the words on the stone carvings loves to show his holiness in front of others the most, and he likes to brag about his achievements. I brought you here just to satisfy him. He is admired by the younger generation." will."

Jiang Wang hesitated and said, "That senior brother Wu Shan... is also a student of our Fenglin City Taoist Academy?"

"We should be at the same age as Senior Brother Zhu, but his strength is far behind. His strength back then was far inferior to me now." Li Jianqiu shook his head, and the expression on his face was more nostalgic than melancholy. some more.

"Have I told you? My teammates are all dead."

Li Jianqiu paused for a moment, then continued: "He died under his leadership."

He turned to look in the direction of the top of Shubi Peak, or maybe just to turn his back in front of Jiang Wang and others.

His voice resounded in the mountain peak: "He is extremely weak. But when the beast tide broke out and broke through the defense line, he stood in front of the beast tide. He said that we, the Taoists of Fenglin City, cannot let the people of Sanshan City People look down on it."

"All of them stood in front of the beast tide, and I ran away."

Jiang Wang and the others looked at his back, which looked extraordinarily lonely under the swaying mountain wind. Immediately understood, the inscription he engraved was Li Jianqiu, the prodigal dog.

I am afraid that this line of words has been engraved in his heart for two years, more than 700 days and nights.

And after he actually engraved this line of words on the stone wall and killed all the beasts on the vertical pen peak, he was finally able to reconcile with himself.