Chapter 44 Excalibur and Demon Sword

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Lu Qingshan nodded his thanks to Li Zhao.

Li Zhao smiled slightly, and his whole body turned into smoke, which slowly dispersed.

Looking at the mountain road that still couldn't see the end, Lu Qingshan said nothing, and started to move forward.

Unsurprisingly, there was another roar in the consciousness.

Immediately the world was spinning.

Before the consciousness is completely blank.

What will the level be like this time?

Lu Qingshan thought so.

...

On top of the mountain.

Li Zhao's figure appeared beside the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

"Your Excellency Prison Master." Li Zhao said respectfully to the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

The Prisoner of Huangquan nodded slightly, looked at Lu Qingshan who was still walking step by step on the mountain road, and suddenly asked: "Do you think he can ask Yan Qingfeng's state of mind through Yan Qingfeng?"

"Yes." Li Zhao said firmly.

A look of astonishment appeared on the Confucian scholar's face, "So sure?"

Li Zhaogong said: "Although I can't be considered a real swordsman, I can't comment too much.

But his temperament is exactly the same as that of my master.

So, in my heart, he is already the best sword repairer. "

His master is the most romantic in Zhao country and the number one sword god in Jianghu.

"Your Excellency is honorable, I am just an unreincarnated soul, I dare not surpass, but if it is according to what I said, at this moment, he can climb to the top of the mountain without other tests." Li Zhao said solemnly.

Prisoner Huang Quan was thoughtful, his eyes flashed, "Then let's take a look."

 ………

Black roofs of thatch and mud.

Yan Qingfeng opened his eyes.

He is an ordinary boy in a small village under Qingyun Mountain.

There is a Qingyun Gate on Qingyun Mountain, which is a sword repair sect.

Occasionally, one can see the immortal Yujian turning into a streamer and leaving the mountain.

Yujian between heaven and earth.

This is something that young people long for and yearn for.

Yan Qingfeng knew that he liked swords.

Today is the test day for Qingyunmen to recruit disciples once every ten years.

The clouds and mist that permeated around Qingyun Mountain in the past have long since dissipated.

Yan Qingfeng went up the mountain step by step along the mountain path.

Up is Qingyun Mountain.

In the open space in front of the huge main hall, there was a middle-aged man in black with a fairy-like demeanor.

In the open space, there were nearly a thousand children under the age of twelve, and Yan Qingfeng was among them.

Cultivation, the first priority is the talent of the spiritual root, even for the sword cultivator sect.

The first step in the entry assessment is to detect the spiritual root.

Those with spiritual roots are one in a million.

One after another children who hoped to climb the mountain were shattered their dreams of cultivating immortals.

Only a few lucky ones can enter the fairy gate.

Unfortunately, Yan Qingfeng was not one of the lucky few.

But he doesn't want to give up.

He knelt at the foot of Qingyunmen Mountain for three days and three nights.

In the end, the six elders of Qingyun Sect felt his sincerity and made an exception to accept him into the sect.

On the second day, there were children without spiritual roots kneeling under Qingyun Mountain.

Yan Qingfeng, who was exceptionally admitted to the Qingyun Sect, had an extremely low status.

Because the spiritual roots are not visible, the progress of practice is pitifully slow.

After three months of entry, he couldn't even draw spiritual energy into his body.

This made many people in the sect quite critical of the Sixth Elder who accepted Yan Qingfeng as an apprentice.

Although his spiritual roots are not obvious, Yan Qingfeng's talent for swordsmanship is far beyond ordinary people.

He happened to see Elder Chuanyi practicing Qi and swordsmanship in his sect.

Qingyun Sword Art.

Only those who have reached the third level of Qi Refining can practice.

As for him, he has not yet reached the first level of refining Qi after three years of entry, and is regarded as a great disgrace to the Qingyun sect. Naturally, he is not qualified to learn this Qingyun sword art.

He only saw the first form, Pingsha Luoyan.

Feeling itchy, he practiced it with a wooden branch in private.

Unexpectedly, unlike the dullness when he was practicing the exercises, he could be extremely proficient in performing the Pingsha Luoyan for the first time, which he had just watched briefly.

Pingsha Luoyan is just the starting move of Qingyun Sword Art, it is very common and its power is not obvious.

Yan Qingfeng only learned this style, so he could only practice it over and over again.

Practice a sword style a thousand times a day, ten thousand times, after a period of time, even the most common sword style will no longer be ordinary.

What's more, Yan Qingfeng has extraordinary talent in swordsmanship.

After three months, there will be the Grand Competition of Qing Yun Sect.

Young disciples have to go to battle to compete, and let the elders of the sect accept the disciples' cultivation achievements over the years.

Those who perform well will be rewarded.

But this year's martial art competition has a little more meaning.

Because a new rule was added.

The last one will be stripped of his status as a disciple of Qing Yun Sect.

Everyone knew that this rule was aimed at Yan Qingfeng.

Yan Qingfeng also knew.

He didn't speak, and it was useless.

People are soft-spoken, who cares about his opinion?

Depressed in his heart, he practiced Pingsha Luoyan under the moon.

Only by practicing sword can you relieve your worries.

But this night, he heard a strange call.

After hesitating for a moment, Yan Qingfeng followed the call and searched for it.

In the back mountain, pool, and among the rocks of different sizes and shapes, there is a black sword inserted obliquely. The whole body is black.

The moment he got close to the pool, the gravel shot out, and the black sword rose up. The whole body was full of black air, three feet long, and the sword's edge shone coldly, and a fierce air rushed towards his face.

Like a monster.

But there was a faint black light shining on it, and the calling sound from it seemed to be tempting Yan Qingfeng.

Think for a long time.

Yan Qingfeng gritted his teeth and grabbed the hilt of his sword.

At the moment when he grasped the hilt of the sword, Yan Qingfeng clearly saw the terrifying picture contained in the terrifying evil spirit.

There was a sea of ​​blood, and countless corpses floated on it, and there were terrifying birds and crows.

A long bridge stretches across the sea of ​​blood.

He was on this long bridge.

The sight was chilling.

Yan Qingfeng felt a sense of oppression, a sense of oppression that made it difficult for him to breathe.

He is like a drowning man, struggling with his mission.

Not far in front of Yan Qingfeng, a terrifying beast that looked like a ghost suddenly appeared, roaring ferociously and rushing towards him.

He subconsciously performed the "Pingsha Luoyan" that he had practiced countless times.

A sword pierced through the throat of the terrifying beast.

Blood splashed out and sprinkled on his body.

After that, he regained his clarity, and his clothes were already soaked in sweat.

What was even more weird was that Yan Qingfeng felt sticky all over.

Taking a closer look, he found that he was covered in blood.

But Yan Qingfeng discovered that his cultivation had reached the fifth level of Qi Refining.

Looking at the long sword whose brilliance had dissipated in his hand, Yan Qingfeng understood that it must be the sword that made all of this.

But he also knew that this sword was most likely a monster.

After all, he had seen the strange scene of the sea of ​​blood and corpses with his own eyes.

Think for a long time.

He thought of the sarcasm of his seniors, the Sixth Elder who was criticized by his seniors because of himself, and the new rule of the last elimination system.

He silently picked up the sword and jumped into the pool to wash off the blood on his body.

months later.

The Qingyunmen Grand Competition begins.

All Qing Yunmen disciples gathered together.

Including the shame of his sect who only learned one style of Pingsha Luoyan.

In the first battle, Yan Qingfeng's opponent was Senior Brother Zhang Feng who usually taunted him the most.

The cultivation base of the sixth level of Qi Refining.

Yan Qingfeng's long sword passed through the gap, like an antelope hanging horns.

Before everyone could react, the tip of the sword had reached Zhang Feng's throat.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Yan Qingfeng only used one sword, the most inconspicuous Pingsha Luoyan, defeated Zhang Feng.

Yan Qingfeng passed all the way in the next competition.

Flat sand and wild geese.

Flat sand and wild geese.

Flat sand and wild geese.

With just one move, Yan Qingfeng made it to the final ring.

In the final, Yan Qingfeng's opponent was Zongmen Senior Brother.

Yan Qingfeng, who had been ridiculed in the past, stood with his sword in his hands, with a calm and heroic attitude.

The sword light is three points faster, and the light is full of murderous aura.

It was another move to flatten the sand and drop the geese, and the elder brother was defeated by his sword.

Yan Qingfeng became famous in the first battle, all sarcasm disappeared, and endless praise was ushered in.

Everyone said that Yan Qingfeng's falling geese on the flat sand did not land the geese, but the blue luan from the sky.

Yan Qingfeng was not immersed in the praise.

He knows that the sword in his hand is the source of everything, and the praise of these others is just water without a source.

Can't drink.

Yan Qingfeng named the sword he picked up by the pool the Demon Sword.

Because this sword is too demonic, every once in a while, it will pull him into that sea of ​​blood hell and onto that bridge.

If he can defeat the terrifying blood sea evil beast that appeared on the bridge, and break free from the blood sea hell, his cultivation will greatly improve.

At the same time, the evil beasts that appeared in the blood sea hell became more and more terrifying, and their strength became stronger and stronger.

It became more and more difficult for him to defeat these evil beasts.

With the ability of the magic sword, Yan Qingfeng's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and he became the chief of Qingyun sect in one fell swoop, and represented Qingyun sect to participate in the once-in-a-century battle for the positioning of the thirty-six major sects.

In the battle of positioning, Yan Qingfeng looked at him vertically and horizontally, showing his sharpness.

He made it all the way to the finals, but his opponent was the Chief of the Langya Sword Pavilion who was a whole realm higher than him.

He was finally defeated by the chief sword of Langya Jiange.

 …

Consciousness is fully awake.

Lu Qingshan opened his eyes and looked around. There was a sea of ​​people, and there was a trace of awe in everyone's eyes.

In front of him was Jiang Xue, the chief disciple of Langya Jiange in fluttering clothes.

Her complexion is like snow, glamorous and incomparable, like a nine-day fairy.

It is hard to imagine such a beautiful person in the world.

After a while, there was thunderous applause, and there was a tsunami.

Lu Qingshan understood.

He became Yan Qingfeng who had just lost and was in second place.

The six elders in the audience looked at him with a smile on his face.

The second seat, for Qing Yunmen, is already an unimaginable promotion, and he couldn't be more satisfied.

Because of the ranking of the thirty-six major sects, Qingyun sect is at the bottom.

The rankings of other sects also fluctuate frequently. Only Langya Jiange, which has firmly occupied the position of the first sect in the world for thousands of years, is the strongest sect that deserves it.

Losing to Langya Jiange, normal.

"Quiet." Langya Jiange Pavilion Master suddenly said loudly.

The crowd fell silent immediately, and looked at the number one person in the cultivation world to see what he had to say.

Sword Master Langya jumped and landed on the ring, staring at the magic sword in Lu Qingshan's hand with burning eyes.

"Where did Xiaoyou Yan get this sword?"

Lu Qingshan frowned slightly.

This is the first time I'm about to go straight to the big storyline.

"From the sect." Lu Qingshan replied.

Sword Master Langya smiled and said: "My little friend may not know, but the origin of this sword is not simple."

The words of Sword Master Langya immediately caused all the monks in the field to look sideways.

"This sword is an ancient magic sword named Quexie, a sword that lives in the world.

However, there is a sea of ​​blood hell hidden in the evil. Once the sword owner holds this sword, he will be pulled into the demon world in the sword and face the threat of evil things in the sea of ​​blood.

If he can successfully kill the evil creatures in the Blood Sea Hell, the sword master will be able to make great progress in cultivation.

But the strength of the blood sea evil will only become stronger and stronger, and there is no end to it.

Once the sword master is defeated by the blood sea evil beast, he will sink completely, be controlled by the sword, and become a terrifying demon who only knows how to kill.

Therefore, the person who holds this sword is a demon cultivator.

Three thousand years ago, Que Xie's previous sword master fell because of this, causing disaster to the world.

I, Langya Sword Pavilion, managed to suppress him with great effort, but I accidentally let this magic sword escape. "

"So," the Langya Sword Master said gently, "In order to prevent my little friend from sinking in the end, I hope you can hand over this sword, and I, Langya Sword Pavilion, will keep it under Langya Mountain forever.

Of course, this is Xiaoyou's sword, so it would seem that my Langya Sword Sect is too domineering for you to give it up like this. As compensation, I can make the decision and give my sect Zhuxian Shenjian compensation to Xiaoyou Yan. I don't know what you want? "

"Sect Master?!" Jiang Xue exclaimed in surprise.

The monks in the audience also exclaimed.

Sword Master Langya waved his hand, "Little friend Yan has a great talent in the way of swordsmanship, and is worthy of the Zhuxian Excalibur, needless to say."

Zhuxian Excalibur is the second Excalibur besides Langya Sword in Langya Sword Pavilion.

It can also be called the second sword in the world.

If you agree, you will exchange Quexie for the second sword in the world, and you will never lose money.

If you don't change, you will face the danger of being devoured by evil, and you will also bear the title of demon cultivator.

No matter how you look at this business, there is nothing to hesitate about.

Countless eyes focused on Lu Qingshan at this moment.

A mysterious and mysterious power suddenly enveloped Lu Qingshan at this moment.

Lu Qingshan also felt this magical power.

The function of this force is also very simple, making each of Lu Qingshan's next choices be based on his heart's desire, rather than the "correct answer" written for the purpose of passing the test and guessing the will of the questioner.

"No." Lu Qingshan shook his head and replied.

Everyone was in an uproar, but Sword Master Langya's eyes were clouded, "Do you know that if you don't hand over the magic sword today, you will become a demon cultivator despised by everyone, and you may be devoured by the magic sword at any time."

"Whether I am a demon cultivator or not cannot be determined with a single sword." Lu Qingshan said.

Sword Master Langya's face was obscure, and he finally shook his sleeve angrily, turned and left.

Lu Qingshan returned to Qingyunmen with the second place in the positioning battle under the strange eyes of all the monks.

On Qingyun Mountain, the sect is right in front of you.

Lu Qingshan is about to join the sect.

Only at this moment, all the pictures began to shatter, and the scene changed drastically.

A moment later, Qingyun Mountain changed to Dai Mountain.

Lu Qingshan went back to Daishan Mountain Road.

In front of him is the illusion, the character played by Lu Qingshan, Yan Qingfeng.

"Ask your state of mind, guide it with your heart, and when you make any choice in it, no one can do anything against your will." Yan Qingfeng looked at Lu Qingshan, and said slowly: "So, deep down in your heart, you just don't want to change swords. It’s not a choice made hypocritically just to get through this state of mind.”

"Just why? Why did you choose this way?" Yan Qingfeng frowned and asked in puzzlement, "Why would you rather bear the infamy and identity of the demon cultivator?"

"It's never the sword itself that defines you, but the way you use it." Lu Qingshan said.

Yan Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, then his eyes sparkled, and he repeated: "It's never the sword itself that defines you, but the way you use it."

"But the situation where Quexie dragged you into the blood sea hell and faced the blood sea evil beast is real.

The blood sea evil beast is indeed getting stronger and stronger, maybe next time you will lose to the Lord and suffer from the Devourer.

Can't you feel that fear? "Yan Qingfeng asked again.

"Fear does exist," Lu Qingshan nodded, and said softly: "But escaping is only one of the options."

Yan Qingfeng was stunned again, staring at Lu Qingshan's calm and handsome face, suddenly smiled with relief, and the laughter circled halfway up the mountain, "Wonderful! Fellow Daoist Lu is such a wonderful person."

Smiling and laughing, Yan Qingfeng's laughter gradually became sad.

"I wish I had been as firm as Fellow Daoist Lu back then." Yan Qingfeng regretted.

He waved.

The screen reproduces.

Still the sword master of Langya, still exchanging the divine sword for the demonic sword.

On one side is the name of the demon cultivator that everyone shouts and beats, and there is the great terror of being devoured at any time, and on the other side is the second sword in the world.

There is no reason for refusal.

Yan Qingfeng took the sword.

A hundred years later.

Yan Qingfeng became the suzerain of Qingyunmen.

On the day when he took over as suzerain, Sword Master Langya launched a war of annexation to all sects in the cultivation world with overwhelming power.

One after another, it was like attacking a city and pulling out a stronghold.

In the blink of an eye, there were thirty-six cases, and thirty-four cases either surrendered or were destroyed.

Sword Master Langya entered the last sect alone.

Albatron Gate.

Yan Qingfeng, who has become the suzerain of Qingyunmen, faces the battle.

Just a sword.

The invincible Yan Qingfeng was defeated.

Yan Qingfeng looked at the dark sword in the hands of Sword Master Langya, and said sarcastically: "In order to unify the cultivation world, Sword Master Langya is willing to serve the Demon Sword and become a Demon Cultivator."

Sword Master Langya looked at Yan Qingfeng calmly, and asked back: "Who told you that Quexie is a magic sword?"

Yan Qingfeng was stunned.

"The overall situation has been decided, so I might as well tell you the truth." Sword Master Langya sneered, the black mist lingered, and terrifying scales gradually appeared on his face.

"Evil beast!" Yan Qingfeng exclaimed.

Langya Sword Master turned out to be the same as the evil beast in the Blood Sea Hell.

"Quiexie, there are monsters who will fall when they see it. Among them, it is the supreme sword that suppresses the evil beasts of heaven and earth. How could it be a demonic sword?" Blood Sea Hell, suppress all evil beasts into the sword.

Ten thousand years later, the sword master Quexie passed away, and I escaped the suppression by chance, so Quexie tried every means to suppress me again. "

"However, no matter how powerful the Evil Sword is, it is only a sword and cannot face the enemy on its own, so it needs to find a new sword master.

It can endow the sword master with endless divine power, but in order to cultivate the sword master, it will drag the sword master into the blood sea hell and let the sword master accept the assessment.

Only those who pass the assessment can obtain the corresponding divine power.

The second leader of the Quexie Sword wanted to kill me, but I killed him instead, but before he died, he threw the Quexie Swordmaster out.

But the evil flies away for thousands of miles, and I can't chase it.

Later, I turned into a human race and took charge of the Langya Jiange, but I still couldn't find it for thousands of years. "

"And you are the third sword master that you have a crush on." Langya sword master sneered, "It's just that it would never have imagined that its own sword master would die because of the name of the magic sword that I fabricated out of thin air. Choose to abandon it?"

Yan Qingfeng was struck by lightning.

Sword Master Langya struck again: "It's not a magic sword, but the sword in your hand is a real magic sword."

Yan Qingfeng was slightly stunned, looking at the brilliant sword in his hand.

Executioner Excalibur.

"It's not about killing demons, it's not about killing demons, but it's about killing immortals," Langya Sword Master said indifferently, "Besides being demons, what else could it be?

The Sword of Jade Immortals has been left in the Langya Pavilion for thousands of years because it is a demonic sword. "

"Take the Evil God Sword and exchange it for the Immortal Execution Demon Sword." Sword Master Langya sneered, "Stupid."

Sword Master Langya swung his sword again, the sky and the earth flickered, and Yan Qingfeng fell.

 …

"In the face of fear, I retreat, and in the face of temptation, my heart is moved, but the Evil God Sword chose me, but I am not worthy of it." Yan Qingfeng laughed at himself.

"When I ended up like this, I have to blame myself, and I can't blame others.

I just hate myself for humiliating Quexie, making it become the magic sword that Lord Langya used to bring disaster to the world, causing the world to be plagued by evil beasts. "

Yan Qingfeng let out a long sigh, and also turned sideways to let out the narrow mountain road behind him where he could already see the top of Mount Dai.

He glanced at Lu Qingshan and said meaningfully: "A swordsman like you is worthy of any divine sword."

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