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Dongyue Road is located in the east of the Ming Dynasty, adjacent to endless oceans. It is a place where all waters meet and a place where thousands of mountains are dense.
Dongyue Road, Haizhou, 100,000 mountains.
There is a river in the mountains, like a jade belt, lingering around the mountains.
Between the mountains and rivers, mountains thousands of feet high rise from the ground, soaring into the sky. Looking from a high place, it is almost like a sword forest that stretches for thousands of miles.
It was noon, and the fog in the mountains had not dissipated, and thick smoke soared into the sky, like a wolf smoke lit up.
This is the location of Zhujian Villa. At the beginning of the thick smoke, it was Zangfeng Valley, the world's divine weapons. This place is the most important and is regarded as a holy place by swordsmen in the world.
Every day, a large number of strong men come from outside the mountains and cross the mountains and ridges to subdue strange gold and iron from all over the world into the Tibetan Feng Valley.
Afterwards, it was accompanied by the rolling smoke, which turned into hot molten iron.
when!
when!
when!
At some point, a loud bell rang out in Zangfeng Valley.
"The bell rings nine times, is there another thousand-level divine edge in the valley? I wonder which master's method..."
In front of the towering sword-making villa, there was an uproar.
The sword-making villa opens the mountain gate every nine years to capture elite swordsmen in the world and the disciples of giants and wealthy families. Today is the last day.
"Thousand refining level divine edge!"
There are no ordinary people who can come to Zhujian Villa to study for their disciples and see them off from home, and there are many people who know the origin of the bell.
Soon, it caused noise.
They all looked at the Zangfeng Valley where thick smoke rolled across the mountain, and the new disciples also looked at them.
The Sword-Casting Villa is one of the few major forces in the world that can build a thousand-level divine weapon.
As everyone knows, only the sword created by yourself is the most suitable swordsman.
"quiet!"
A light reprimand came from the crowd.
His voice was neither high nor low, but it fell into everyone's ears, suppressing the uproar in the audience.
The speaker is wearing a blue shirt and a long sword on his back. He looks thin and tall and tall. He looks only forty or fifty years old, but his breath is extremely vigorous.
"Brother Jiang, can you ask which senior brother in Guishan Villa has refined a thousand-level divine weapon?"
Someone asked questions in the crowd.
"In recent years, there are only a few true disciples who have created the Thousand Refining Divine Sword. Calculate the days, they should be Chu Tianyi and Junior Brother Chu!"
Jiang Feng thought a little and replied.
"Chu Tianyi?!"
A burst of exclamations rang out from the crowd.
The name of Chu Tianyi is well-known to everyone present, and everyone knows it.
Because this is the only disciple who has asked Zhujian Villa to take the initiative to recruit disciples in a hundred years and has been exempted from three years of labor, three years of outer sect, and three years of inner sect, and directly promoted to the true teachings.
According to legend, his sword courage and sword heart are the true seeds of swordsmanship that are unparalleled and are the pride of heaven who is expected to be a martial saint.
"alright!"
Jiang Feng's expression sank:
"You have finished taking the disciples, please do whatever you want!"
Hearing the displeasure in Jiang Feng's tone, the crowd was reluctant to leave and did not dare to say more. Just as they were about to disperse, a young man suddenly rushed out of the crowd.
"senior……"
The young man knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly without saying a word, but let everyone know what he was going to do.
only……
He is not young, not only in rags, but also seems to have just changed his blood and have changed his cultivation level once or twice. Want to join the sword casting villa?
Some people sneer in their hearts, some people watch coldly, but more people stop and just watch the fun.
"The mountain gate is closed. Those who have become disciples will come back nine years later."
Jiang Feng frowned.
"Former, senior."
The young man was dull and sweating profusely, but he couldn't say it. He just kowtowed his head repeatedly, dyeing the stone slabs red.
"Come again in nine years."
Jiang Feng swept his sleeves and refused to let him continue to kowtow.
As one of the three major sects today, countless people travel through mountains and rivers every year, but rules are rules.
Not to mention that the person in front of him is mediocre and has no extra wealth, even if he is rich, it is impossible.
"No, no."
The boy struggled to kneel down, and even rushed over to hug Jiang Feng's thighs. The latter was impatient and breathed inside, and he was about to sweep him out.
But unexpectedly, a palm suddenly appeared and held his palm.
"Senior brother, why should you keep someone from thousands of miles away?"
who?!
In front of the villa, the audience was shocked and looked at each other side.
Only then did I see that there was a person beside Jiang Feng at some point.
He is about eight feet tall, has a well-proportioned and slender body, and is dressed in white, with a handsome and unparalleled temperament.
It slowly walked, but seemed to be in line with the mountain wind. It has outstanding temperament, but it does not contain sharpness, attracts attention, but is not hostile.
"Chu Tianyi!"
An exclaim came from the crowd.
The person who came was Chu Tianyi, the true disciple who was the elder of Zhujian Villa, who traveled thousands of miles to Longyuan Qingzhou and came to the door to accept it nine years ago.
"Junior Brother Chu."
Jiang Feng's expression was slightly tight.
"This boy is only 14th and 5th years old, and his martial arts are almost nothing, but he can still travel through mountains and rivers, which shows his intentions.
Even if the door is not included in the door wall, it should not be in vain..."
Chu Tianyi helped the young man up.
"What my junior brother said."
Jiang Feng lowered his head ashamed.
His entry was long before Chu Tianyi, but he was just an inner disciple, far from being able to compare with the disciple of the owner of the manor.
Chu Tianyi nodded slightly and looked at the boy again:
"The mountain gate is closed and no longer includes the disciples. This is the rule of the villa and I cannot break it. But if you don't dislike it, you can stay in Zangfeng Valley and burn fire for me, and wait for nine years before becoming a disciple."
"So much, thank you young master."
The boy was grateful.
"Young Master Chu is benevolent and righteous!"
Chu Tianyi did not stop and walked into the villa with compliments behind her.
He has a high status in the sword-making villa. Wherever he passes, both the sword-making masters and the inner and outer disciples all take the initiative to salute.
It caused even more discussion.
As the second person who attracted the sound of thousands of swords after "Sword God Mu Qingliu", he had a transcendent position in the villa.
Not long after, Chu Tianyi came to the back mountain of the villa.
The huge flat ground seemed to be completely flattened by a sword. At a higher point, the waterfall drooped and rumbled.
An old man in green sat cross-legged in a deep pool under the waterfall, not falling into the water or his clothes were wet.
This person is the owner of Zhujian Villa, Long Yi.
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Chu Tianyi bowed slightly.
"Tianyi! How many years have you been in the art?"
A calm voice came.
"It's been nine years since I returned to the teacher."
Chu Tianyi returns.
"I have suppressed you for nine years for my teacher. It can be predicted that in the future, I will suppress you for more than nine years. Have you ever had any doubts in your heart?"
When the dragon opened his eyes, his eyes were as deep as a pool.
"Nine years ago, the teacher said that my disciples were too sharp. I hid my disciples for nine years, and my disciples had washed away all their hair..."
Chu Tianyi speaks out loud:
"But I'm puzzled."
call!
Before he finished speaking, a yellowed ancient scroll had already come from the water vapor. Chu Tianyi took it with both hands and opened it after getting permission.
"Tianhai Realm?!"
Chu Tianyi's pupils shrank.
"Before Jiazi, the court discovered the largest, most complete and oldest 'immortal and magical illusion' in Liujishan Mountains..."
Long Yi said lightly:
"Since Jiazi, all sects have been shrinking their wings and working hard to cultivate their younger generations to wait for the times. Even more than 20 years ago, the imperial court had stepped on the world, and many sects had never come forward..."
"Immortal Magic Fantasy..."
Chu Tianyi thought something:
"The teacher sent the great elder to Longyuan to recruit disciples because the disciples were pregnant with the 'Dao Fruit'?"
“Yes, not.”
Long Yi's expression is subtle:
"The change of heaven is imminent. The number of Taoist fruits and magical powers that have been born in four hundred years is much higher than that of the past two thousand years.
If I just have the fruit of Taoism, why should I accept you as my disciple?"
Chu Tianyi felt a little relieved.
"Your talent, understanding, and mind are all the best choices. There are few people in your peers, especially those who have the Taoist fruit. Even if you cannot refine the level, you are very likely to enter the Martial Saint Portal."
Long Yi said calmly:
"I am a teacher for two years and I am already a person who is about to settle down. I have the intention of using your Taoist fruit to set foot in the sky and sea when the heaven changes."
"Disciples must do their best."
Chu Tianyi looked solemn.
"With your words, I am pleased to my teacher."
Long Yi smiled.
"I don't know when the change of heaven will come?"
Chu Tianyi asked again:
"What is the point of mentioning the Hanging Mountains and the 'Brief Mountains and Rivers List' that the court wants to set in this document?"
There is never a shortage of various lists in the martial arts world.
The Mountains and Rivers List, Beauty List, Magical Arts List, Exotic Beasts and Insects List, etc., but what reason does the imperial court have to set such a list?
"It is said that it is because of a stone tablet. For specific reasons, perhaps only the court knows that the teacher speculates that this list should be related to a certain type of Taoist fruit.
And it is not ordinary Taoist fruit, otherwise the court would not have made such a big move, nor would it have been so secretive about the hanging mountains..."
Long Yi's expression was consolidated.
Dao Fruit?
Chu Tianyi was thinking.
Over the years, he has read the Taoist Buddhist scriptures and read countless ancient scrolls, and his understanding of Taoist fruit is comparable to that of ordinary people.
Naturally, I know the harshness of Taoist fruit to recognize the master.
However, what kind of Taoist fruit can actually attract the Ming Dynasty to join forces with the forces of the martial arts world for many years?
Chu Tianyi fell into deep thought, and Long Yi kept silent.
After a long time, Long Yi spoke again:
"I'm talking a little far. I'm calling you here this time, but there's a good fortune for you!"
"good fortune?!"
Chu Tianyi's heart moved slightly and his interest increased greatly.
His teacher, who owns the sword-making villa and practices both Taoism and martial arts, is the best figure in the world, and even with all the martial saints, he can be on par with him.
What kind of thing can be called fortune by him?
"This matter is related to the ancestor of Hanging Mountain."
"Sloppy Taoist?!"
Chu Tianyi blurted out, feeling a little moved.
There are three people in the three thousand years of martial arts path, which is the top priority.
First, Lu Chen, who built up the path of martial arts in the world to win over the martial arts world.
The second is to cross the east and sort out the martial arts, which proposes the distinction between masters and great masters.
Third, it is the "sloppy Taoist" who set up a school in Hanging Mountain, inheriting the past and opening up the future, and sorting out the four steps of the Martial Saint!
Compared with his achievements in martial arts, what he is best known to the world is his longevity.
According to legend, he practiced martial arts and became an immortal, and lived for more than two hundred days that even the Martial Saint could not exceed, and he lived for more than three hundred years!
For more than a thousand years, countless emperors have been pursuing his traces, and have been regarded as a land god by later generations!
"It's him."
Long Yi looked solemn:
"Folk legend, the sloppy Taoist died in the hanging mountain in old age, but it is not actually!
A thousand six hundred years ago, he pretended to die and escape, traveled all over the world, searching for famous mountains and rivers, leaving traces among many famous mountains."
Chu Tianyi's eyes lit up:
"Our sword forest?"
Dongyue Jianlin Mountain is a wonder of the world and has been famous mountains since ancient times.
"good."
Dragon nodded:
"You go east here and stop when you reach the 17th peak and wait. The elder in the sect speculates that the 'immortal and magical illusion' he left behind will open within ten days."
"The sloppy Taoist actually left behind the illusion of immortals and magic?!"
Chu Tianyi was shocked very much.
Long Yi didn't say much, waved his hand and asked him to leave. The latter bowed and said goodbye, using his light skills to shuttle between the mountains and forests. Before the evening, he had already arrived at the 17th peak.
"Every time you have to be calm..."
When he reached the foot of the mountain, Chu Tianyi stopped moving forward. He found a secluded place and sat directly on the ground.
"call!"
A long breath of turbid air was exhaled, and Chu Tianyi closed his eyes and entered into a state of meditation, urging his magical powers.
Buzz ~
Only the secret that he could see seemed to flow through his heart and turned into the most familiar words.
[In the autumn of the 12th year of Qianyuan, you created your own Thousand Refining Level Divine Weapon in Zangfeng Valley, and learned many secrets from your master...]
[You have been waiting for several days, and when you see the light flashing, your heart moves, and you walk into the sword forest...]
[... In the fantasy realm of immortals and magic, you were shocked and excited. You pulled out the thousand-level divine weapon and wanted to drink the blood of the powerful enemy to open your sword...]
【You are dead!】
Chapter completed!