Chapter 34
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Guangzhou is not only the birthplace of human civilization, but also the origin of one thing: sword!
The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers. The sword has two blades. Its body is straight and its head is sharp. It can hurt people vertically and stab through armor. It is extremely dangerous. It is born to kill.
There are mountains and famous sword mountains in Guangzhou. It is said that there are tens of thousands of swords buried on the mountain. Therefore, every inch of land in this mountain is made up of swords!
It is located on the ten thousand sword Pavilion of the ten greatest forces in the summer, which is the holy land of swordsmen all over the world!
Wanjian Pavilion is actually a cemetery. Who is buried? Buried sword! Ten thousand swords!
Since ancient times, after every Taoist master whose soul is a sword falls, his sword soul will not return to the road, but will fly into wanjian mountain and sleep here under the influence of a great force of heaven and earth.
Wanjian mountain is also a huge volcano. At the top of the volcano is a big lake, named buried sword Lake.
The burial sword Lake is very large, and the water is very clear. From the shore, you can clearly see countless swords in the lake. Close to the lake, countless swords are soaring into the sky. Ordinary people should not get close to the lake because of its strong edge!
But at this time, under the heavy rain by the lake, two people, a middle-aged man and a girl, were all wearing coir raincoats and fishing with fishing rods!
The middle-aged man was staring at the lake. His face was very ordinary. If he walked in the crowd, he would be drowned. Under the coir raincoat, he was a simple coarse cloth coat, and his whole body had no momentum. It was the deepest part of his eyes, with the fierce wind and rainstorm like edge!
The girl on the edge is also dressed in coarse cloth. Fortunately, her facial features are very common. However, when the five facial features are combined together, they have a different temperament. At first, I feel very humble, but the more I look at it, the more it tastes.
Like a middle-aged man, the girl stares at the lake quietly, motionless, and the raindrops falling from the sky hit the lake, causing a circle of waves.
All of a sudden, the middle-aged man raised his hand and pulled the fishing rod upward. Suddenly, a sword was pulled out of the water. The sword was carved with seven stars and twinkling with white stars. The spirit of the sword was fierce. The spirit of the sword was three-point sword soul, seven stars!
Men and girls are not fishing, but swords!
"I'm lucky today. I caught a third grade seven star sword. It's worth sitting all day and night!" The middle-aged man made a proud laugh. He was very happy to catch such a sword.
Although the girl on the edge still has no words and still has no expression, but there is still a trace of annoyance in her eyes. She thinks that every time she has done something wrong.
"Swordsman, you are still full of sharpness, which scares away the swords in the lake. When you can catch a sword, I will allow you to go down the mountain to Shenjing to participate in the Daowu contest."
The girl nodded and continued to stare at the lake.
"Now the wide area city at the foot of the mountain is very lively. The little Highness has made a lot of noise. Before that, he sent someone to threaten me and said that he would use the Fourth Army to step down our wanjian Pavilion. It's interesting and interesting!"
With that, the middle-aged man released the seven-star sword he had just caught back to the lake, and then cast the hook again for fishing. The whole burial sword Lake began to be quiet again.
On an unnamed hill in the outskirts of Wancheng, Zhao Yu stood quietly in the heavy rain. Liang Po held an umbrella behind him. He was also red eyed and sad. In front of them, there was a grave of clothes, which was simple and crude. On the stele, only the tomb of her mother's yellow clothes was written on it. There was no other name.
In front of the stele is a relic which has just been sacrificed. It must have been a short time since I left. There is a pot of wine on it. It should be uncle Huang Ting who has just come.
Zhao Yu knows that his mother is fond of drinking, which is different from the gentle and quiet of ordinary women in the boudoir. Zhao Yu's impression of her mother is more heroic than that of a man. Even her uncle Huang Ting can't compare her drinking skills. According to his uncle, Zhao Jing, the crown prince who traveled around the world, was directly dragged to his grandfather to marry him because he was defeated by his mother in the competition.
However, Zhao Yu knows that his mother is also very delicate. In the years after her father died in the war, she took care of Zhao Yu and Liang Po alone in Qingyi lane of the wide area city. She was both a mother and a father, teaching him the truth of life and giving him the best warmth in the world.
But maybe she really missed her father so much that when he was eight years old, her mother left Zhao Yu and went to another world to look for her dream person.
Liang Po finally couldn't help crying. Although he was tall and shiny, he was only 16 years old, and Zhao Yu was only 16 years old.
On the way back, the heavy rain still tilted down, as if the whole city had been upside down. The streets from the gate to Qingyi lane of Wancheng city were empty.
Guangzhou sitianjian has been under martial law since early this morning. All residents on both sides of the street have been evacuated, and people in other places are not allowed to go out.
The wheels of the car crossed the rain on the ground, leaving a long mark, and then gradually recovered. The carriage drove alone in the wind and rain, Liang Po drove in front of him, and Zhao Yu sat in the carriage to keep his eyes closed. Countless eyes were focused on the long street. Everyone was waiting for the old lady to appear.But the old lady Yun Yan did not show up. There was no one around the long street, nor in the buildings on the left and right. Since there was no one around, there was only one place to hide.
Underground!
Rainstorm, killing gas, air solidification!
The carriages driving on the street were directly pushed up from the bottom to the middle of the air by a huge force. In an instant, even the cars and horses were torn apart. The rain in the sky rolled up and rolled back directly. A gun carrying figure rushed out of the ground. Under the impact of the explosion and diffusion, the houses on both sides turned into debris. In an instant, the power of the top masters swept across the city!
A blow to the world!
Shenjing sitianjian mountain chart wide area of urban area, the light column is extremely dazzling red!
Li Chunfeng, the supervisor of the Sitian pagoda, rarely appeared on the first floor of the pagoda. Looking up at the magnificent mountain and sea map on the top of the tower, the dignified color flashed through his eyes. Beside him, there was a bronze coffin, which was strange and cold!
The middle-aged man who was fishing by the sword Lake straightened up, affectionate and dignified, raised his right hand, and another sword was fished out. He held the sword in his hand and threw it to the center of the lake. Then his figure flashed. He came to the center of the lake with the sword, sat down cross legged, and the soul appeared behind him. All the swords in the lake began to tremble slightly!
In the old house in Qingyi lane, Long Ma Xiaohuang kept snoring and walking back and forth in the courtyard. He was quite upset. Suddenly, he gently hugged it with both hands and stroked its neck slowly to calm it down. The gentle voice of the moon sounded: "Xiaohuang is not afraid, your highness is so powerful, it will be OK. We just have to wait for his highness to return Good
Not far away, Bai Zhining is still sitting on his knees, looking at the wind and rain in the yard, gently opening his mouth, and sending out a beautiful and soft song.
"A machine, picking mulberry on the road to try spring clothes. Wind sunny day warm languid powerless, peach branches, singing warbler language, not willing to let people return.
Two planes, pedestrians are slow to move. Deep heart can not bear to pay lightly, turn back a smile, flowers go back, only afraid to be known by flowers.
Three machines, the silkworms are old and the young swallows are flying. After the Dongfeng banquet, Chang Chau yuan will be invited to take advantage of the light gauze, and the palace girls in the museum will change their dancing clothes. "
At this point, there was a loud noise not far away. The great master's startling situation broke out at the entrance of the alley. Bai Zhining did not stop, but raised the volume.
A figure appeared in the courtyard. Under the wind and rain, I closed my eyes and listened. I lifted the summer dragon sparrow in my left hand. The eyes of the sparrow with the head of the knife opened, emitting a long purple light.
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Guangzhou is not only the birthplace of human civilization, but also the origin of one thing: sword!
The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers. The sword has two blades. Its body is straight and its head is sharp. It can hurt people vertically and stab through armor. It is extremely dangerous. It is born to kill.
There are mountains and famous sword mountains in Guangzhou. It is said that there are tens of thousands of swords buried on the mountain. Therefore, every inch of land in this mountain is made up of swords!
It is located on the ten thousand sword Pavilion of the ten greatest forces in the summer, which is the holy land of swordsmen all over the world!
Wanjian Pavilion is actually a cemetery. Who is buried? Buried sword! Ten thousand swords!
Since ancient times, after every Taoist master whose soul is a sword falls, his sword soul will not return to the road, but will fly into wanjian mountain and sleep here under the influence of a great force of heaven and earth.
Wanjian mountain is also a huge volcano. At the top of the volcano is a big lake, named buried sword Lake.
The burial sword Lake is very large, and the water is very clear. From the shore, you can clearly see countless swords in the lake. Close to the lake, countless swords are soaring into the sky. Ordinary people should not get close to the lake because of its strong edge!
But at this time, under the heavy rain by the lake, two people, a middle-aged man and a girl, were all wearing coir raincoats and fishing with fishing rods!
The middle-aged man was staring at the lake. His face was very ordinary. If he walked in the crowd, he would be drowned. Under the coir raincoat, he was a simple coarse cloth coat, and his whole body had no momentum. It was the deepest part of his eyes, with the fierce wind and rainstorm like edge!
The girl on the edge is also dressed in coarse cloth. Fortunately, her facial features are very common. However, when the five facial features are combined together, they have a different temperament. At first, I feel very humble, but the more I look at it, the more it tastes.
Like a middle-aged man, the girl stares at the lake quietly, motionless, and the raindrops falling from the sky hit the lake, causing a circle of waves.
All of a sudden, the middle-aged man raised his hand and pulled the fishing rod upward. Suddenly, a sword was pulled out of the water. The sword was carved with seven stars and twinkling with white stars. The spirit of the sword was fierce. The spirit of the sword was three-point sword soul, seven stars!
Men and girls are not fishing, but swords!
"I'm lucky today. I caught a third grade seven star sword. It's worth sitting all day and night!" The middle-aged man made a proud laugh. He was very happy to catch such a sword.
Although the girl on the edge still has no words and still has no expression, but there is still a trace of annoyance in her eyes. She thinks that every time she has done something wrong.
"Swordsman, you are still full of sharpness, which scares away the swords in the lake. When you can catch a sword, I will allow you to go down the mountain to Shenjing to participate in the Daowu contest."
The girl nodded and continued to stare at the lake.
"Now the wide area city at the foot of the mountain is very lively. The little Highness has made a lot of noise. Before that, he sent someone to threaten me and said that he would use the Fourth Army to step down our wanjian Pavilion. It's interesting and interesting!"
With that, the middle-aged man released the seven-star sword he had just caught back to the lake, and then cast the hook again for fishing. The whole burial sword Lake began to be quiet again.
On an unnamed hill in the outskirts of Wancheng, Zhao Yu stood quietly in the heavy rain. Liang Po held an umbrella behind him. He was also red eyed and sad. In front of them, there was a grave of clothes, which was simple and crude. On the stele, only the tomb of her mother's yellow clothes was written on it. There was no other name.
In front of the stele is a relic which has just been sacrificed. It must have been a short time since I left. There is a pot of wine on it. It should be uncle Huang Ting who has just come.
Zhao Yu knows that his mother is fond of drinking, which is different from the gentle and quiet of ordinary women in the boudoir. Zhao Yu's impression of her mother is more heroic than that of a man. Even her uncle Huang Ting can't compare her drinking skills. According to his uncle, Zhao Jing, the crown prince who traveled around the world, was directly dragged to his grandfather to marry him because he was defeated by his mother in the competition.
However, Zhao Yu knows that his mother is also very delicate. In the years after her father died in the war, she took care of Zhao Yu and Liang Po alone in Qingyi lane of the wide area city. She was both a mother and a father, teaching him the truth of life and giving him the best warmth in the world.
But maybe she really missed her father so much that when he was eight years old, her mother left Zhao Yu and went to another world to look for her dream person.
Liang Po finally couldn't help crying. Although he was tall and shiny, he was only 16 years old, and Zhao Yu was only 16 years old.
On the way back, the heavy rain still tilted down, as if the whole city had been upside down. The streets from the gate to Qingyi lane of Wancheng city were empty.
Guangzhou sitianjian has been under martial law since early this morning. All residents on both sides of the street have been evacuated, and people in other places are not allowed to go out.
The wheels of the car crossed the rain on the ground, leaving a long mark, and then gradually recovered. The carriage drove alone in the wind and rain, Liang Po drove in front of him, and Zhao Yu sat in the carriage to keep his eyes closed. Countless eyes were focused on the long street. Everyone was waiting for the old lady to appear.But the old lady Yun Yan did not show up. There was no one around the long street, nor in the buildings on the left and right. Since there was no one around, there was only one place to hide.
Underground!
Rainstorm, killing gas, air solidification!
The carriages driving on the street were directly pushed up from the bottom to the middle of the air by a huge force. In an instant, even the cars and horses were torn apart. The rain in the sky rolled up and rolled back directly. A gun carrying figure rushed out of the ground. Under the impact of the explosion and diffusion, the houses on both sides turned into debris. In an instant, the power of the top masters swept across the city!
A blow to the world!
Shenjing sitianjian mountain chart wide area of urban area, the light column is extremely dazzling red!
Li Chunfeng, the supervisor of the Sitian pagoda, rarely appeared on the first floor of the pagoda. Looking up at the magnificent mountain and sea map on the top of the tower, the dignified color flashed through his eyes. Beside him, there was a bronze coffin, which was strange and cold!
The middle-aged man who was fishing by the sword Lake straightened up, affectionate and dignified, raised his right hand, and another sword was fished out. He held the sword in his hand and threw it to the center of the lake. Then his figure flashed. He came to the center of the lake with the sword, sat down cross legged, and the soul appeared behind him. All the swords in the lake began to tremble slightly!
In the old house in Qingyi lane, Long Ma Xiaohuang kept snoring and walking back and forth in the courtyard. He was quite upset. Suddenly, he gently hugged it with both hands and stroked its neck slowly to calm it down. The gentle voice of the moon sounded: "Xiaohuang is not afraid, your highness is so powerful, it will be OK. We just have to wait for his highness to return Good
Not far away, Bai Zhining is still sitting on his knees, looking at the wind and rain in the yard, gently opening his mouth, and sending out a beautiful and soft song.
"A machine, picking mulberry on the road to try spring clothes. Wind sunny day warm languid powerless, peach branches, singing warbler language, not willing to let people return.
Two planes, pedestrians are slow to move. Deep heart can not bear to pay lightly, turn back a smile, flowers go back, only afraid to be known by flowers.
Three machines, the silkworms are old and the young swallows are flying. After the Dongfeng banquet, Chang Chau yuan will be invited to take advantage of the light gauze, and the palace girls in the museum will change their dancing clothes. "
At this point, there was a loud noise not far away. The great master's startling situation broke out at the entrance of the alley. Bai Zhining did not stop, but raised the volume.
A figure appeared in the courtyard. Under the wind and rain, I closed my eyes and listened. I lifted the summer dragon sparrow in my left hand. The eyes of the sparrow with the head of the knife opened, emitting a long purple light.
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Guangzhou is not only the birthplace of human civilization, but also the origin of one thing: sword! The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers. The sword has two blades. Its body is straight and its head is sharp. It can hurt people vertically and stab through armor. It is extremely dangerous. It is born to kill. There are mountains and famous sword mountains in Guangzhou. It is said that there are tens of thousands of swords buried on the mountain. Therefore, every inch of land in this mountain is made up of swords! It is located on the ten thousand sword Pavilion of the ten greatest forces in the summer, which is the holy land of swordsmen all over the world! Wanjian Pavilion is actually a cemetery. Who is buried? Buried sword! Ten thousand swords! Since ancient times, after every Taoist master whose soul is a sword falls, his sword soul will not return to the road, but will fly into wanjian mountain and sleep here under the influence of a great force of heaven and earth. Wanjian mountain is also a huge volcano. At the top of the volcano is a big lake, named buried sword Lake. The burial sword Lake is very large, and the water is very clear. From the shore, you can clearly see countless swords in the lake. Close to the lake, countless swords are soaring into the sky. Ordinary people should not get close to the lake because of its strong edge! But at this time, under the heavy rain by the lake, two people, a middle-aged man and a girl, were all wearing coir raincoats and fishing with fishing rods! The middle-aged man was staring at the lake. His face was very ordinary. If he walked in the crowd, he would be drowned. Under the coir raincoat, he was a simple coarse cloth coat, and his whole body had no momentum. It was the deepest part of his eyes, with the fierce wind and rainstorm like edge! The girl on the edge is also dressed in coarse cloth. Fortunately, her facial features are very common. However, when the five facial features are combined together, they have a different temperament. At first, I feel very humble, but the more I look at it, the more it tastes. Like a middle-aged man, the girl stares at the lake quietly, motionless, and the raindrops falling from the sky hit the lake, causing a circle of waves. All of a sudden, the middle-aged man raised his hand and pulled the fishing rod upward. Suddenly, a sword was pulled out of the water. The sword was carved with seven stars and twinkling with white stars. The spirit of the sword was fierce. The spirit of the sword was three-point sword soul, seven stars! Men and girls are not fishing, but swords! "I'm lucky today. I caught a third grade seven star sword. It's worth sitting all day and night!" The middle-aged man made a proud laugh. He was very happy to catch such a sword. Although the girl on the edge still has no words and still has no expression, but there is still a trace of annoyance in her eyes. She thinks that every time she has done something wrong. "Swordsman, you are still full of sharpness, which scares away the swords in the lake. When you can catch a sword, I will allow you to go down the mountain to Shenjing to participate in the Daowu contest." The girl nodded and continued to stare at the lake. "Now the wide area city at the foot of the mountain is very lively. The little Highness has made a lot of noise. Before that, he sent someone to threaten me and said that he would use the Fourth Army to step down our wanjian Pavilion. It's interesting and interesting!" With that, the middle-aged man released the seven-star sword he had just caught back to the lake, and then cast the hook again for fishing. The whole burial sword Lake began to be quiet again. On an unnamed hill in the outskirts of Wancheng, Zhao Yu stood quietly in the heavy rain. Liang Po held an umbrella behind him. He was also red eyed and sad. In front of them, there was a grave of clothes, which was simple and crude. On the stele, only the tomb of her mother's yellow clothes was written on it. There was no other name. In front of the stele is a relic which has just been sacrificed. It must have been a short time since I left. There is a pot of wine on it. It should be uncle Huang Ting who has just come. Zhao Yu knows that his mother is fond of drinking, which is different from the gentle and quiet of ordinary women in the boudoir. Zhao Yu's impression of her mother is more heroic than that of a man. Even her uncle Huang Ting can't compare her drinking skills. According to his uncle, Zhao Jing, the crown prince who traveled around the world, was directly dragged to his grandfather to marry him because he was defeated by his mother in the competition. However, Zhao Yu knows that his mother is also very delicate. In the years after her father died in the war, she took care of Zhao Yu and Liang Po alone in Qingyi lane of the wide area city. She was both a mother and a father, teaching him the truth of life and giving him the best warmth in the world. But maybe she really missed her father so much that when he was eight years old, her mother left Zhao Yu and went to another world to look for her dream person. Liang Po finally couldn't help crying. Although he was tall and shiny, he was only 16 years old, and Zhao Yu was only 16 years old. On the way back, the heavy rain still tilted down, as if the whole city had been upside down. The streets from the gate to Qingyi lane of Wancheng city were empty. Guangzhou sitianjian has been under martial law since early this morning. All residents on both sides of the street have been evacuated, and people in other places are not allowed to go out. The wheels of the car crossed the rain on the ground, leaving a long mark, and then gradually recovered. The carriage drove alone in the wind and rain, Liang Po drove in front of him, and Zhao Yu sat in the carriage to keep his eyes closed. Countless eyes were focused on the long street. Everyone was waiting for the old lady to appear.But the old lady Yun Yan did not show up. There was no one around the long street, nor in the buildings on the left and right. Since there was no one around, there was only one place to hide. Underground! Rainstorm, killing gas, air solidification! The carriages driving on the street were directly pushed up from the bottom to the middle of the air by a huge force. In an instant, even the cars and horses were torn apart. The rain in the sky rolled up and rolled back directly. A gun carrying figure rushed out of the ground. Under the impact of the explosion and diffusion, the houses on both sides turned into debris. In an instant, the power of the top masters swept across the city! A blow to the world! Shenjing sitianjian mountain chart wide area of urban area, the light column is extremely dazzling red! Li Chunfeng, the supervisor of the Sitian pagoda, rarely appeared on the first floor of the pagoda. Looking up at the magnificent mountain and sea map on the top of the tower, the dignified color flashed through his eyes. Beside him, there was a bronze coffin, which was strange and cold! The middle-aged man who was fishing by the sword Lake straightened up, affectionate and dignified, raised his right hand, and another sword was fished out. He held the sword in his hand and threw it to the center of the lake. Then his figure flashed. He came to the center of the lake with the sword, sat down cross legged, and the soul appeared behind him. All the swords in the lake began to tremble slightly! In the old house in Qingyi lane, Long Ma Xiaohuang kept snoring and walking back and forth in the courtyard. He was quite upset. Suddenly, he gently hugged it with both hands and stroked its neck slowly to calm it down. The gentle voice of the moon sounded: "Xiaohuang is not afraid, your highness is so powerful, it will be OK. We just have to wait for his highness to return Good Not far away, Bai Zhining is still sitting on his knees, looking at the wind and rain in the yard, gently opening his mouth, and sending out a beautiful and soft song. "A machine, picking mulberry on the road to try spring clothes. Wind sunny day warm languid powerless, peach branches, singing warbler language, not willing to let people return. Two planes, pedestrians are slow to move. Deep heart can not bear to pay lightly, turn back a smile, flowers go back, only afraid to be known by flowers. Three machines, the silkworms are old and the young swallows are flying. After the Dongfeng banquet, Chang Chau yuan will be invited to take advantage of the light gauze, and the palace girls in the museum will change their dancing clothes. " At this point, there was a loud noise not far away. The great master's startling situation broke out at the entrance of the alley. Bai Zhining did not stop, but raised the volume. A figure appeared in the courtyard. Under the wind and rain, I closed my eyes and listened. I lifted the summer dragon sparrow in my left hand. The eyes of the sparrow with the head of the knife opened, emitting a long purple light. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
