Start with Blue Silver Grass

"Ding!"

A crisp sound instantly spread over the Song Family Mountain City, causing many [Song Clan] members to raise their heads and look at the sky. Unfortunately, apart from the white clouds and the scorching sun, there was only a blue sky.

The clone, Li Qinglian, who had just been in the sky, using her own 'Tide Sword Intent' to fight Song Que's 'Heavenly Sword Intent' that had not yet appeared, had already landed on the ground.

In front of the two centrally opened courtyard doors, the clone Li Qinglian looked at the surrounding scenery with great interest.

Scanning the bridge corridor behind him and the stone pavilion in the distance, the clone Li Qinglian stepped across the courtyard gate.

The first thing that catches the eye is a locust tree that is more than ten feet high in the center of the courtyard. Beyond the locust tree, at the end of the courtyard, is a majestic five-bay wooden building. The magnificent locust tree is as tall as an umbrella.

It covers the buildings and courtyards, and is covered with greenery under the sunlight. It is integrated with the main building and sets off each other into a staggered and towering shape, forming a poetic picture.

Ever since time travel, whether due to the influence of Wuhun's bloodline or not, Lin Yi (including his clone) has been very interested in all kinds of plants. At this time, seeing such a dense, strong, and vibrant tall locust tree, Lin Yi felt very refreshed.

, walking slowly around the locust tree, and from time to time, I would touch the rough bark of the tree with my hands, feeling the vitality of the locust tree.

"With such a height and crown width, it can be said to be more than a thousand years old. If it were in a world like Liaozhai, with just this thousand-year-old locust tree, I don't know if this Songjia Mountain City would become the next 'Lanruo Temple'~

"

I was thinking about all these things in my mind, and after admiring them enough, I slowly climbed up the white stone steps of the building with the words "Modao Hall" engraved on the plaque under the increasingly sharp breath.

In the huge space of the Grinding Hall, a man stands in the center of the hall with his back to the door. No weapons are seen on his body. His body is as straight as a javelin. He is wearing a blue robe that hangs down to the ground. He is as majestic as a mountain. His black hair is tied with a red scarf on his head.

Tie it up into a bun, put your hands behind your back, you can't even see the outline of the facial features, but you already have an arrogant and arrogant air, looking down on the world.

On the walls on both sides, there are more than a dozen swords of different shapes hanging on each side. On the other side of the door, there is a huge stone shaped like a stalagmite, dark and smooth, and as high as the human body, which adds to the already unique atmosphere of the Sharpening Hall.

Add another indescribable meaning.

Facing this world at this time, there are people who are among the top three in talent and talent, and are known as the best swordsmen in the world. The avatar Li Qinglian doesn't feel any sense of disobedience in that imposing posture with his back to the door.

Although he doesn't care about the opponent's sword pressure, he is not willing to follow the opponent's rhythm.

The clone Li Qinglian seemed to have a breeze blowing on her face, ignoring the opponent's suppressed sword intent before a volcano erupted. She walked to the left wall without feeling any pressure and looked at the many precious swords hanging above.

He praised: "These knives are great!"

One sentence directly disrupted the home momentum created by Song Que. He felt that Li Qinglian was showing signs of turning against the guests. Song Que, who was well versed in the art of war, did not continue to look concave. He turned around like a whirlwind and looked at the clone Li Qinglian, saying coldly:

"You're late!"

"Uh..." Hearing this, he thought it was because he was studying the plants in someone's courtyard outside. The clone, Li Qinglian, said somewhat impressively: "I'm sorry, I just saw the locust tree in your courtyard and felt happy...

..."

"No!" Song Que's eyes flashed coldly and he interrupted: "You are at least two years late."

"Two years?" The clone Li Qinglian was a little stunned and at the same time looked at the 'Heavenly Sword' Song Que who turned around.

It is a handsome face without any flaws. Under the thick and clear eyebrows, there is a pair of shining eyes like gems. The broad forehead shows wisdom beyond ordinary people, and there is a hint of calmness.

The melancholy expression can impress anyone, but it makes people feel that the emotion is deep and elusive.

Song Que's temples were frosted, but they did not show signs of aging. Instead, they gave him the aristocratic air of a high-ranking official and the demeanor of a Confucian scholar. It was also daunting and unattainable. In conjunction with his well-proportioned and graceful body shape and

Yuanting Yuezhi's posture indeed has the intoxicating demeanor of an incomparable top master.

It can be said that this is the first time that Lin Yi (Li Qinglian) has seen an existence that is comparable to him in appearance, except for his true body and the two lotus clones.

You must know that the martial arts in the world of Douluo have the ability to affect the appearance of the subject. Bears, apes, martial arts can become stronger (Zhao Wuji, clone Lu Sheng), flowers and plants, foxes, birds and birds.

The appearance of the soul is like a beautiful face (A Yin, Hu Liena, Shui Binger)

Even after Tang San awakened the bloodline of the Blue Silver Emperor in the original work, it was as if the actor had been changed.

To exaggerate the words, Hu Liena: This is Huang Bo (Martial Soul Competition) turning into Huang Xiaoming (City of Killing)!

And I have been consciously practicing and eating nutritious food since I was a child. After awakening my martial soul, I practiced the inner boxing that has the effect of shaping the body. In the later stage, the internal strength is nourished. After the "skin training" stage of human immortal martial arts, the skin of the whole body is as tough as fine steel and soft.

Like brocade, as white as jade.

It can be said that in the long-term relationship, Liu Erlong and Xue Fei, two big sisters who can hold three or five gold bricks, become closer to Lin Yi. This face definitely plays a big role!

Song Que's eyes shined like the brightest starlight in the dark night sky, and he met the clone like a sharp arrow. Li Qinglian's eyes were a little startled, but his flawless face was still calm, and he said coldly: "Not bad! Before!

You integrated [Wagang Village] and [Jianghuai Army] into [Daqian Army]. I once proposed, 'take Luoyang, and [Song Clan] will fully assist you. By then Lingnan, Bashu will be...'

"

"Wait!" The clone Li Qinglian quickly interrupted Song Que's words.

"Master Song, you have recognized the wrong person!"

Feeling a little ashamed in his heart, he thought to himself: "I damn... almost thought that Song Que found out about the clone~"

"Huh?" Song Que raised his thick eyebrows, releasing the sword intent he had previously pressed in his body and integrating it with the aura in the 'Sword Grinding Hall'. A coercion like a small world enveloped the clone, Li Qinglian.

Immediately, the sword lotus that automatically appeared around the clone Li Qinglian's body was separated at the first touch.

Song Que withdrew his sword intention and recalled the mountain stone that was sent to him by the subordinates. It was said to be left by Lin Yi, the 'Qing Emperor', outside the Great Wall. It contained the remnants of the sword intention. He frowned and looked at the clone Li Qinglian and said: "Such a sword intention, you are not the one."

'Qing Emperor' Lin Yi, who else could he be?"

"No! This is..." Song Que said, looking at the outfit of the clone Li Qinglian, focusing on a two-fist-sized white jade gourd on his waist, thinking of the things [Song Clan] had collected all over the world in the past two years.

Description of outstanding figures

"Are you Li Qinglian, the 'Qinglian Sword Immortal'?"

"Not bad!" The clone Li Qinglian nodded, took off the white jade gourd from her waist, took a sip of the enhanced version of 'Xuanbing Jade Fire Wine', and responded.

At the same time, his eyes fell on the whetstone enshrined at the end of the hall like a god. After searching through more than ten names carved on the stone, he suddenly discovered that the three characters "Li Qinglian" carved on the stone were only slightly lower than the highest place "Lin Yi". This place makes me feel happy.

He thought secretly: "This can also be said to be the celebrity list of the Tang Dynasty, Song Que's 'whetstone'~"

Song Que didn't know the inner drama of his clone Li Qinglian, and without any embarrassment of admitting the wrong person, he exposed the previous mistake and said calmly:

"I wonder why the 'Qinglian Sword Immortal' is here? You must know that Xie Hui of [Duzunbao], who was defeated by your sword in Bashu three years ago, is my beloved brother and a close friend of life and death!"

As he spoke, his breath was restrained, but it always gave people the impression that he would launch a shocking attack at the next moment.

The clone Li Qinglian touched her nose and felt a little awkward about what she was going to say next. She sighed inwardly that she was not thick-skinned enough. After praising her own character, she decisively said:

"Master Song, I am here on behalf of [Da Qian Army] Commander Lin Yi to discuss an alliance with your noble clan..."

"Oh?" Song Que looked up at the roof beams and said calmly: "I didn't know that the 'Qinglian Sword Immortal' was actually a member of the [Da Qian Army], but Song is ignorant..."

His eyes fell on the face of the clone Li Qinglian again, and he snorted coldly: "I just don't know why the 'Qing Emperor' Lin Yi didn't come over in person. Does he think that I, a small [Song Clan], can't do his job?"

"Of course not..." The clone Li Qinglian quickly waved her hands and said

"Hmph!" Song Que snorted coldly and said in a cold voice: "What? In three years, Luoyang, which was so close and within easy reach of the [Da Qian Army]'s military power, did not attack. Instead, they successively captured Lin Shihong and Li Zi who were far away. Tong, Xiao Xian, is he dissatisfied that the beauty of Song Que's daughter Pu Liu cannot catch the eyes of Lin Yi, his 'Qing Emperor', or he feels that the [Da Qian Army] is now strong and can dominate the alliance. ?”

Speaking of this, talking about other things would be a bit out of moral integrity and style.

"The noble lady Song Er, my military commander naturally intends to marry him, but whether he will take the throne of the harem will be decided later..." The clone Li Qinglian said straightforwardly:

"As for the dominant position mentioned by the Lord of the Alliance when forming an alliance...that's right! That's what I [Da Ganjun] have considered!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Song Que looked up to the sky and laughed, and then shouted: "In that case, I want to weigh the sword of the 'Qinglian Sword Immortal' as the envoy first. Is it sharp? Please!"

Immediately, Song Que reached out to the wall and pressed his hand. There was a "clang" sound, and one of the knives made a sound as if it came to life. It jumped out of the sheath, and it was no different from someone holding the handle of the knife and pulling it out.

Song Que grabbed hold of it through the void again, and the thick-backed broadsword seemed to be pulled by an invisible rope, and fell into the grasp of his left hand stretched out horizontally.

The moment the thick-backed sword fell into Song Que's hands, Song Que's person and the sword became an inseparable, integrated whole. It was a strong and profound feeling, subtle and hard to describe.

Song Que's eyes radiated with divine light at the same time, covering his clone Li Qinglian. If this were anyone else in the 'Datang World', even the last few of the 'Eight Masters of the Demon Sect', they would feel that there is no part of their body inside or outside. But he could not hide it from the observation of this man who is known as the best swordsman in the world. He was seen through, as if he were naked and exposed to the cold wind and snow.

However, the clone Li Qinglian's sword lotus, which was showing stress all over her body, directly blocked Song Que's energy three feet in front of him~

"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!"

The moment Song Que wielded the sword, a wall of invisible but tangible sword energy, like a copper wall and an iron wall, came towards the clone Li Qinglian with Song Que as the center, and directly collided with the sword lotus sword energy outside his body.

The clone, Li Qinglian, said calmly: "In that case, I would like to ask the master to taste the half of the "Qinglian Sword Codex" that I created!"

Hearing this, Song Que took a step forward. The huge momentum was like a strong wind emerging from the sky and the earth. With his firm and powerful steps, he carried the bone-chilling sword energy and rolled towards the clone Li Qinglian.

"Qiang"!

The avatar Li Qinglian made a move with her right hand, and the martial spirit 'Green Lotus Sword' was held in the palm of his hand to meet him. Song Que's thick-backed sword was seen coming through the air, and there were many wonderful phenomena, changing constantly in the space of about two feet, each one

The changes are so clear and clear, as if my thoughts were written out with a knife.

The clone Li Qinglian's Green Lotus Sword made numerous sword shadows, turned against the enemy, and suddenly struck out, overwhelming Song Que, and it was also full of power.

The changes in the Green Lotus Sword in the hands of the clone Li Qinglian are subtle, making people unpredictable, and it is extremely capable of carving.

Song Que shouted "Okay", his sharp eyes were shining brightly, but his handsome face did not contain any emotion, anger, sorrow or joy. He sharply picked the thick-backed knife forward in his hand, changing it nine times, the blade and the clone - Li Qinglian's Green Lotus Sword.

The sword tips meet.

"choke"!

After a test strike, Song Que's blade touched the ground, and he said solemnly with fighting spirit boiling: "You are worthy of the name of 'Green Lotus Sword Immortal', what a 'Green Lotus Sword Code'! Come again!"

Then, Song Que took a step forward and made a "pop" sound. The entire knife-sharpening hall seemed to shake. Following his footsteps, the knife was cut horizontally. There was no ingenious change, but it seemed to be able to break the clone.

All the changes in Li Qinglian's sword skills. The clone Li Qinglian felt that Song Que's seemingly ordinary sword was as clever as clumsy and could turn decay into magic. Judging from the current level of sword skills, apart from blocking, there was no way to block it.

Other methods.

"Zheng"!

The clone, Li Qinglian, swung her vertical sword downwards and directly clashed with Song Que's slashed sword.

The two suddenly reunited, and in the blink of an eye, the swords clashed more than ten times. The only sound in the sharpening hall was the sound of strong wind.

If someone is watching the battle, Song Que's every strike seems to be simple and simple. However, when the sword rises and falls, there are thousands of changes. It is impossible to grasp its whereabouts and can only be used as a warning. And the clone Li Qinglian's

The swordsmanship is like a horse flying in the sky, an antelope hangs its horns, there is no trace to follow, the magic is seen in the ordinary, the small strokes are freehand, and the magic in it is no less than the "Heavenly Sword" opposite.

After more than three hundred blows with Song Que, whether it was light or heavy, speed or speed, which could be attacked from any angle, from the point of view of sword and sword skills alone, the two of them could be said to be matched in chess, and would meet a good talent.

Unfortunately, the clone Li Qinglian sensed at this time that Song Que's inner energy was almost exhausted and could not be replenished.

At that time, Song Que still had some strength left, and suddenly turned around, using the thick-backed knife in his hand to swipe at his opponent's long sword.

"when"!

This move was so wonderful that just when he was spinning, Song Que used the power of the spiral to miraculously escape from the range enveloped by the sharp wind of Li Qinglian's sword, and then threw himself at the place where Li Qinglian's sword was at its strongest, where the clone...

Li Qinglian was forced to stab him forcefully. Every time he went in and out, his sword skills were like a horse flying in the air, leaving no trace.

In the blink of an eye, Song Que struck out at the clone Li Qinglian from three different angles with three consecutive knives without any gaps in between.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Swords clash.

Song Que grunted, and even brought a sword to the clone Li Qinglian's Green Lotus Sword, which made him stagger and fall back three steps, but it also blocked the clone Li Qinglian's rear move.

As for the clone Li Qinglian, she was very considerate and took three steps back like Song Que.

Song Que smiled and said: "It's so happy! It's so happy! I've never felt so happy."

Seeing that Song Que's face had lost its rosy color, his avatar Li Qinglian pointed his sword at the top three masters in this world, but did not take advantage of the opportunity to pursue him. He smiled calmly and said: "The changes in the master's sword are exquisite and the sword's intention is pure. It's a pity that

I'm still half stagnant, and coupled with my natural strength, it's hard to win with force~"

There was some helplessness in my heart: "I have already reduced a lot of my strength, and the sharpness of the Qinglian Sword's martial spirit has also been controlled by me. Otherwise, if my physical strength is fully activated, I can cut your sword with just one sword.

You cut it like a vegetable. With nearly 500,000 kilograms of strength, are you kidding me?"

"Ha!" Song Que's expression returned to normal. It was only at this moment that the blood in his body was churning and his sore and numb arms finally recovered. He shook his head and said, "Winning is victory, and defeat is defeat! Song is not a person who cannot afford to lose.

!”

Seeing that Song Que was interested in continuing the conversation, the clone Li Qinglian was satisfied with the outcome of the previous fight.

Sure enough, only when you have big fists will others be willing to sit down and listen to your reasoning~