This Swordsman is Too Steady

Lu Qingshan stretched out his hand and held the ancient bronze sword.

So, he knew Gu Jian's name.

world.

Heaven's movement is healthy, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement;

The terrain is Kun, and a gentleman carries things with virtue.

In order to inherit the unique knowledge of the past saints, and to bring peace to all generations.

The world is in hand, who says the world is wide?

Heaven and earth, the sword of humanity, the sword of holiness.

It symbolizes the human race.

Holding this sword is equivalent to carrying everything.

At this moment, Lu Qingshan seemed to be able to foresee the future, and could see that people pinned their last hopes on him.

Enemies, of course, will bring hatred and pain, but to Lu Qingshan, they are just a sharpening stone that inspires him to move forward.

The hardest thing to deal with is the feeling that everyone is waiting for your every word.

However, he could not refuse this burden.

All this is no longer his business alone.

Li Qiubai opened the gate of heaven with his sword, Xie Qingyun killed countless demons in the spiritual domain, Xia Daoyun guarded a domain at the Yumen Pass, and the **** of Chu ascended to the sky...

All these feelings merged into a wonderful feeling, and then transformed into a sentence, without uttering a word.

"I wish Han Xingquan didn't notice..."

Lu Qingshan's voice sounded, cold and decisive, echoing in the world.

"I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the sound of mighty sword howls resounded through the heavens and the earth.

He understood the spirit of heaven and earth, and the true meaning of heaven and earth.

The ancient bronze sword burst into a burst of bright light.

Lu Qingshan suddenly felt that the world was vast, and the light in front of his eyes was blazing.

The sun, moon and stars, mountains, rivers, vegetation, farming and animal husbandry, and the strategy of unifying the world all flowed through his eyes.

Heaven and earth became his natal sword.

The seventh natal sword.

It is also the last natal sword.

Soil belongs to the natal sword.

Lu Qingshan only felt an unspeakable emotion surging back and forth in his heart.

But he took a deep breath and suppressed all his emotions.

It's not over yet.

Along the way, we have gone through wind, frost, rain and snow, experienced hardships, mountains of swords and seas of fire, and defeated all powerful enemies. Now it has finally come to the most critical time.

He must not be messed up.

Lu Qingshan looked around.

The sky and the earth are clear and the weather is gloomy.

The purple bamboo grove has long since disappeared, and the Tianhe Sea is as silent as death.

Lu Qingshan was in a daze all the time, remembering many people and many old events, and he was just looking at the flowers in his mind.

How lonely.

How lonely the world would be without you!

At some point, he opened his eyes, and there was a lotus flower in his hand.

Five petals.

The heart demon clan called it the wandering **** flower, but Lu Qingshan called it the dao flower.

He said before that the next time this flower is used, it will only be one situation.

sword fairy.

It's now.

"Suppressing demons, peach blossoms, forgetting rivers, dragons and birds, skyrocketing and lacking."

Such as a general commanding a strong soldier.

The seven long swords, which could be called divine swords in the world, came out of their sheaths and hovered in the air.

Rao is the Sword Immortal reborn, I am afraid that he will be shocked by this situation.

Who else has seen so many divine swords at the same time?

Lu Qingshan looked up at the sky, then stretched out his hand and flicked it, making a soft sound.

"My gentlemen..."

"Listen to the sword chant!"

Jianming made a masterpiece.

Unceasingly.

Why do you feel lonely?

 …

No more hesitation.

Lu Qingshan's mind poured into the lotus in his hand.

His field of vision was instantly thrown up and thousands of miles away.

See the Tianhe Sea, see the South China Sea, see the East China Sea, and see the five lakes and four seas.

See the inverted hanging mountain, see Qingcheng, see Penglai, see Helan, and see famous mountains in the world.

See Chang'an City, see Yumen, see Guangling, see mountains and seas, and see all the great passes.

See vegetation, fish and birds, and all living beings in the world.

In the process, I also met many familiar faces.

In Qingzhou, the newly-born Zhenjiang City, a man with a small group of people is patrolling the clean and tidy streets, wearing standard clothes, very majestic.

Lu Qingshan vaguely felt a little familiar, and a childish young face appeared in his mind, and then a name blurted out.

"Cai Xingchao."

He who said that he would stay and rebuild Zhenjiang City got his wish.

And now he has matured a lot, and his cultivation base has also improved a lot. I believe Deacon Cai, who is under Jiuquan, will be very pleased.

He couldn't help but think of that monster massacre many years ago, the old monk Cai Heng of the Zhenfu Department led a pair of mother and son to break out of the encirclement.

At that time, the situation was critical and he couldn't care about other things at all, but now Lu Qingshan can clearly recall that the captain Xu Hao, who died in the stone room, took a look at him and chose to lend a helping hand.

"Ha, the captain even found a plausible reason to save them, but in fact it was because they were people I knew."

Memories that seemed to have faded came back to my mind.

Cai Xingchao, who was patrolling, suddenly turned sideways, stared blankly at one place, and the small team of monks following him also stopped, and then a young monk was puzzled, "Deacon Cai, did you find out what happened?"

Cai Xingchao shifted his gaze slightly, shook his head, and said loudly, "Continue to patrol."

......

In the boundless blue waters of the South China Sea, among the Sea God Islands, the main island of the Flood Dragon that left many anecdotes has disappeared without a trace.

The strong wind suddenly picked up, the wind blew the waves, and the water rippled again and again. A slender and tall man appeared above the sea area without warning. His eyes were like the sun and the moon in the sky, quietly looking down.

The sea water was undulating, just like his thoughts at this moment.

The next moment, the man's figure dissipated instantly like a bubble phantom under the sun.

Wherever the mind goes, so does the body.

 …

The southern part of the Demon Spirit Mountains.

A black mouse with tens of thousands of mice, lying on the ground, made a sharp and flattering voice like a **** in the palace, "The mice and their children and grandchildren have seen the gods! The gods are blessed!"

"Squeak!"

The mice followed suit, but because their intelligence hadn't fully opened up, they could only make creaking sounds, which were connected together, which was weird.

Lu Qingshan couldn't help laughing, it turned out to be Shu Batian, who once protected King Xishu, but he had never met himself, so he couldn't recognize him.

 …

Desolate land, deep in the three thousand mountains.

Lu Qingshan once again met Xue Zhuyong, Mo Zhizhi and his wife. The two of them took the people of Jiaolong Island to take root in the mountains, established towns, and flourished.

This is the vitality of the human race.

 …

In Fufeng City, he saw True Venerable Beiming, which reminded Lu Qingshan of his time in Qingzhou, but he didn't show up, just glanced at him from afar.

On the Fengling River in the Western Regions, a swordsman girl named Li Baoping reminded Lu Qingshan of the high-spirited years at that time.

The most profound scene in it is not self-defeating Daoji, but the little girl named Yang Qing'er who invites him to visit the tribe with the most innocent eyes.

In an unknown small city in the Eastern Region, he met Tantai Qingrun who had once been his "boss" and fought side by side with him. Her six-level cultivation was truly worthy of her Heavenly Spiritual Root.

This time Lu Qingshan chose to show up, and even invited Tantai Qingrun to go to Daoxuanshan to reminisce about the old days, but was rejected by Tantai Qingrun, she is not a casual cultivator, but has a "official job", so she is busy!

Lu Qingshan thought for a while, and with a thought, he brought Tantai Qingrun to the Upside Down Mountain Range, and then Shi Shiran left, leaving behind the landlord Tantai who couldn't laugh or cry.

Hey, the majestic master of the sword sect, how could he be so easy to refuse.

At the Lotus Peak of Tianji Temple, he saw Lin Yao and Lingyue. The two of them seemed not surprised by his appearance. They bowed gracefully and called Lu Zongzhu. Qingshan left everyone behind so far, while sighing, Lu Qingshan quietly left.

When we arrived at Zhongshan, the top Zongmen Candle Dragon Palace that once dominated here had long since disappeared, and a new Zongmen was replaced, and the scene of the past was no longer there.

Returning to Beicang City, the sword tomb is gone, and Xu Su has long since disappeared. The old Emperor Wu, who was defeated twice by Li Qiubai, has already returned to the battlefield to guard the gate for the human race.

Heiyuan, I don't see the blood demon lord anymore, let alone that earth-shattering "God Killing Battle". The memory of the previous life has long been let go, but I am very grateful to be able to come to this world.

Burial Ridge, Bear Clan, Huanling Sect, Chang'an City......

The old place keeps revisiting, and there are still many faces that Lu Qingshan is familiar with.

Unknowingly, those faces are either mature or old. Not everyone can go on the road of cultivation. Of course, there are many people who do not change their previous appearances, such as Mo Yan.

Memories are like a jug of wine, the more you drink it, the deeper the taste, making Lu Qingshan a little bit tipsy.

In a trance, Lu Qingshan suddenly discovered that the once vast and boundless Seven Realms are now just a blink of an eye.

And he, who is still so young, has not changed much from before. The sword cultivator who loves swords is still the same today.

In the realm of heaven and man, wandering out of the body, forgetting oneself, forgetting the world, forgetting everything, until the end, only the Dao in the heart remains. This is a road to seek Tao, and it is also a very dangerous road.

But for Lu Qingshan, it seems that this is not the case. Although everything is passing by, it is becoming more and more vivid.

.........

Wandering outside the sky, the body is defenseless.

This is a rule that no one can change.

Although Tianhehai is the spirit of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, it does not mean that its spiritual intelligence is low. Now is the best time to kill Lu Qingshan who is already in the Nine Tribulations Realm and holds the River of Forgetfulness.

It doesn't think there will be such an opportunity in the future.

So it shot without hesitation.

The sea water turned into a long knife and rose into the sky, but when the tip of the knife was still three feet away from Lu Qingshan's body, it was certain.

The woman in the red palace dress and ancient dress is holding the Youlan Wangchuan in her hand, and is confronting it, her willow eyebrows stand erect.

"Dare you?"

I don't know if it is a short quarter of an hour or a long period of thousands of years.

Lu Qingshan suddenly opened his eyes.

The five petals of the Tao flower in his hand withered one by one.

The long knife formed by the sea water hovering in the air and three feet in front of Lu Qingshan shattered.

The three souls and seven souls all returned to the body, and Lu Qingshan, who had returned to his senses, couldn't help but chuckled softly: "Do you really think that I will be unprepared for you?"

He no longer paid attention to Tianhehai.

The purple air rose, and a real dragon appeared behind Lu Qingshan, glaring at him and stretching his beard, exhaling purple and gold air, it was indescribably precious.

While inheriting the world, Lu Qingshan also inherited the great luck of a generation of sword fairy Chu Mushen.

That is the fate of humanity that has guarded the world for 20,000 years.

Under the blessing of this luck, Lu Qingshan's luck, which has already become a real dragon, has been improved to a higher level, whether it is huge or rich, it has become the only existence in the world.

Lu Qingshan turned his head again, looked at the sky, showed a smile that seemed angry, sad, and cheerful, and said word by word:

"Let's see."

"How about this sword?"

The people of the world testify to the Tao, and they all agree with the Tao.

But the avenue is endless, so why bow your head before the way of heaven?

Just open your own path.

Heaven and earth are in hand.

A sword energy shot up into the sky.

That sword qi was black and yellow in color, and the power contained in it was unprecedented in the world.

Sword energy rises.

Everything in the heaven and earth froze.

It was as if time and space had been frozen.

The next moment, a line appeared at the junction of the sky and the sea.

It was a sword mark.

So deep, so deep, piercing the sky.

That is also the beginning of a stroke.

This stroke extends toward the end of the sky, extends, extends, until it is invisible, across the sky.

This is the sword of the world.

It is also the sword that opens the sky.

It is also the sword of opening the way.

The entire sky is full of thunder.

The real dragon, as huge as a mountain, was entrenched behind Lu Qingshan, and its head pointed towards the entire sky, sending out an earth-shattering roar.

Real dragons occupy the world.

Therefore, no thunder dared to explode into the world.

With his head held high, Lu Qingshan stared deeply at the sun and moon in the sky, which was unmistakably bright and dark, until it overlapped with the sun and moon in his eyes.

Moments later.

Ambilight.

A seemingly invisible avenue to the sky appeared at the foot of Lu Qingshan, extending to the nine heavens, until it touched the door that was beyond reach.

It is clear that the road has just been opened, and the road is already thousands of miles away.

It is obviously the most difficult level, but it is the easiest to break through.

Lu Qingshan thought for a while, and suddenly realized.

It turned out that many years ago, when he picked up the sword for the first time, he had already walked on this road.

This journey is not only a journey of nine days, but also a journey of swordsmanship.

He has already mastered the way of swordsmanship, but the time has not yet come.

The three great sword celestial beings went on to open the way for the world's sword cultivators, the heaven and earth sword endowed them with luck, and Youshenhua understood his original heart.

Qianlong is in the abyss, and now the spring is deep, and the dragon changes from time to time.

The Jewish people have achieved their ambitions and traveled across the world.

If the sea does not come to welcome me, I will come by myself.

The Three Great Sword Immortals of Chang'an are no longer alive.

Don't worry about ignorance in the future.

No one in the world knows you!

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