Chapter 3359: A thousand-year dark room, only one person can see through it, Lu Zhi has good legs!

When Liu Xianyang heard these words of praise for himself, he immediately raised his head high and stretched his neck in an exaggerated manner, like a big rooster, extremely proud.

"But your qualifications are not the best, and they are far inferior to your junior sister's natural swordsman!"

Ning Yao's aptitude is extraordinary, and there are two types of sword cultivators in the world, one is Ning Yao, and the other is others. Even Zhou Jue's innate bones are not as good as Ning Yao's, but his wisdom and understanding are astonishing. It is not all about physical talent that he can reach the fourteenth realm of sword cultivation in just a dozen years, and he can be regarded as the best in the world.

Liu Xianyang's head that was raised high suddenly dropped, and he glanced at Ning Yao who was calm and composed, feeling extremely ashamed in his heart.

"Look at how calm other people's reactions are, but I still haven't calmed down. It's a bit embarrassing!"

Liu Xianyang's dark eyes kept turning, and then his eyes fell on Chen Pingan. He thought that good brothers must be embarrassed together, and he couldn't let Chen Pingan stand aside and watch the joke. He quickly asked Zhou Jue .

"What are Chen Pingan's qualifications?"

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Zhou Jue glanced sideways at Chen Pingan, with a bit of disdain on his face, seeming to look down on Chen Pingan's qualifications, and said lightly.

"He has extremely weak bones and is like a grass without roots. He cannot survive any great opportunity or great luck. He is just a piece of rotten wood!"

Although Zhou Jue said it very rudely, he admired Chen Ping'an very much in his heart. Although this straw-shoe boy had good luck and poor innate qualifications, he had a good understanding, never forgot what he heard, a tenacious mind, sincerity and purity. He was a good person. A good practitioner.

When Chen Ping'an heard Zhou Jue's evaluation of himself, he still had a gentle smile on his face. Over the years, he has also noticed that his qualifications are extremely poor, and he has long ignored it and has a very calm mind.

"I am indeed stupid, everyone in this town knows it!"

Ning Yao didn't want to attack Chen Pingan, so he looked at the sword scripture in Liu Xianyang's hand and changed the subject.

"Senior brother, what did you gain after reading this Sword Book?"

Zhou Jue nodded slightly, with a look of satisfaction on his ordinary face, and said with a smile.

“A lot of benefit!”

"Oh! The contents recorded in this Sword Book are so mysterious?"

A look of surprise appeared on Ning Yao's face. His senior brother was a pure sword cultivator in the Fourteenth Realm. He was a great swordsman in Wenjiantuo Yueshan. There were very few sword scriptures in the world that could benefit him a lot.

"This Sword Book is a treasure passed down from my ancestors, so of course it's great, otherwise those two groups wouldn't want to buy my treasure!"

Liu Xianyang put the Jian Sutra into his arms very preciously, patted his chest with his hand, and said proudly.

"That's not true. The owner of this sword scripture was once a disciple of Zhengyang Mountain. Later, he rebelled and defected to Fengleiyuan, the old enemy of Zhengyang Mountain. Although he integrated the kendo essences of Zhengyang Mountain and Fengleiyuan, But this person’s achievements in swordsmanship are just on the threshold of being a swordsman. In my eyes, he is just a slightly bigger ant, not worth mentioning!”

"But this Sword Sutra has other mysteries. It can take people back to the ancient times in dreams and see the scenes of the years ten thousand years ago. I just use the marks in this Sword Sutra to go against the long river of time and ask the sword of the supreme achiever of swordsmanship ten thousand years ago. , I was able to get a glimpse of the secrets of fifteenth level sword cultivation!"

As soon as these words came out, Ning Yao was stunned. He reversed time and dreamed back to eternity. What a great magical power and great cultivation! She never expected that Zhou Jue's realm had reached such a level, it was really hard to believe her ears.

As for Chen Ping'an and Liu Xianyang, they have not yet officially entered the practice of cultivation. They are ignorant and unable to understand these top mysteries in the world, but they are not as shocked as Ning Yao.

"Senior brother, your swordsmanship is already the best in the world!"

Ning Yao exhaled a breath of turbid air and said to Zhou Jue with sincerity. When she was a child, she was very dissatisfied with Zhou Jue, thinking that sooner or later she would surpass this senior brother who was always lazy, but now she no longer dares to have such an idea. Although she is proud, she is also self-aware. Being able to reach the fourteenth level of sword cultivation in this life is already a lucky chance. She has no extravagant hope that she can turn back time, span the eternity, and reach the highest level of swordsmanship.

"The best swordsman in the world is me!"

Zhou Jue is not modest. Swordsmen pay attention to duty and dare to be the first in the world. Unlike Confucian scholars, they also pay attention to gentleness, courtesy and thrift. He is the best swordsman in the world. He deserves the title and deserves it. If anyone is dissatisfied, he welcomes them to come and ask for swordsmanship. This can prove his swordsmanship and help him reach the fifteenth level and become the best in the world. Human beings surpass the founders of the three religions and the five supreme gods.

"The best in the world!"

Chen Ping'an and Liu Xianyang muttered, no matter how shallow their knowledge was, they understood how terrifying this name was. For a moment, they looked at Zhou Jue with shock on their faces. He was only three or five years older than themselves and the others. But it has become the top existence.

At the beginning of night, on the covered bridge of the small town, a man wearing a Confucian shirt was sitting on it, with an extremely complicated expression, and his eyes were dim, quietly looking up at the bright moon, the silvery moonlight was falling, as if to this person Fang Xiaotian and the earth were covered with a layer of gauze, like a dream.

The cool wind came, blowing the corners of the Confucian robe, making a sound, and the stars dimmed. As the night became deeper and deeper, the dark clouds became thicker, covering the cold moon, and darkness enveloped the earth, just like Qi Jingchun. The state of mind at this time.

"Da da da!"

Suddenly, a burst of firm footsteps came from behind Qi Jingchun. The person who came was tall and straight, calm and unhurried. His whole body exuded amazing sharpness, which shot straight into the sky, scattering the dark clouds in the sky. The bright moon appeared again, with silver radiance falling, illuminating. It illuminated the darkness, and at the same time illuminated the depths of Qi Jingchun's soul, a pure scholar, allowing him to completely clear away the shadows and dust. His heart was like a mirror, and his body was like glass, faintly taking a step further.

Qi Jingchun's eyes became warm and bright, extremely clear, her black and white eyes turned slightly, and she turned to look at the figure behind her, wearing a green shirt, without any worries, and free and easy. This proud disciple of the literary sage lineage, a Confucian saint, felt a bit envious of him at this time.

"The true swordsman!"

The turmoil in Qi Jingchun's heart subsided, and she stared at the bright moon above the nine heavens. With a determined look on her face, she stood up, a powerful and tenacious aura exuded, and spoke loudly.

"A thousand-year darkroom can be illuminated by one person!"

"It seems that you have chosen this path of death. Confucian saints are indeed fools!"

Zhou Jue understood the deep meaning of Qi Jingchun's words very well, shook his head in disapproval, rolled his eyes, and complained.

Qi Jingchun is a great monk in the Fourteenth Realm and a saint of Confucianism. He is expected to unify the three religions, establish a sect, and become the proud ancestor of the generation. He is so determined. Now that he has made up his mind, no one can persuade him to change his mind. idea.

"Three armies can seize the commander, but an ordinary man cannot seize the will!"

Born between heaven and earth, you have to walk your own path, speak your own words, and do your own thing. It's just that the good people in this world are more miserable than the last, but the bad people are living more freely than the last, so being a good person is very tiring.

Qi Jingchun is undoubtedly a good person, and so is Chen Ping'an, so they both live very hard lives and carry too much baggage and burden.

Zhou Jue is different. Although he is not a bad person, he is definitely not a good person. He is free and easy, happy with grudges, and only pays attention to clear thoughts and no worries. Anyone who makes him unhappy will be sent to the west.

"I won't waste any more words to persuade you, so I'd better save some energy! It's just a pity that the stupid A Liang will not scold me for refusing to save you in the future. After all, he made an agreement with you to travel in the world together. This I am afraid that the promise cannot be fulfilled and it will become a lifelong regret for him!”

Zhou Jue seemed to see a middle-aged man wearing a bamboo hat on his head, a bamboo knife on his waist, and holding a silver gourd. He looked as slovenly and uninhibited as ever. He had a familiar evil smile on his lips. He was doing nothing all day long. He was not lying. Drinking money is just to spy on other people's couples talking about love, which is disgusting.

"But there's nothing to break into in this world!"

"A Liang once said that there is nothing good in this world, only Lu Zhi's legs are good!"

Lu Zhi is one of the top ten sword immortals in the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Although she is only in the immortal realm, her swordsmanship is very superb and she has a brave personality. She has two natal flying swords, Nan Dou palm for life and Beidou for death. She is so powerful that she is known as the number one female Great Sword Immortal in the Sword Qi Great Wall.

Lu Zhi looks ordinary, but has a pair of long legs, which is longer than Aliang's life. If the two of them sit on the steps, Lu Zhi will have to step on one more step than Aliang.

When Qi Jingchun heard the words, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. He couldn't imagine how much A Liang had let himself go since he left the Confucian Temple, and to what extent he could say such words. It was really insulting to the gentleness.

"It's a pity that Lu Zhi is far away from Jian Qi Changsheng. I'm afraid you won't be lucky enough to see Lu Zhi's long legs!"

Zhou Jue looked at Qi Jingchun with a look of regret and a bit of ridicule in his tone.

Qi Jingchun took a deep breath, quietly took a step back, not wanting to be associated with a libertine like Zhou Jue, and said righteously.

“See no evil, speak no evil, hear no evil, think no evil!”

"Don't think about it if it's inappropriate? It seems like you have thought about it after all, Xiao Qi, otherwise why would you say that?!"

Zhou Jue is not old, but his tone is old. He actually calls Qi Jingchun Xiao Qi along with A Liang. You must know that this Confucian saint is hundreds of years old, enough to be Zhou Jue's ancestor.

Qi Jingchun's face was slightly red, her eyes were evasive, she didn't dare to look directly into Zhou Jue's eyes, and she looked around at him.

"I am a scholar"

"What's wrong with scholars? Scholars don't marry wives? Don't they like women? They have food, sex, and sex. But as your Confucian ancestor, the sage and sage, said, he is the ancestor of all the scholars in the world!"

Zhou Jue spoke to Qi Jingchun in a very disdainful tone, curled the corner of his mouth and continued.

"If you were a bald donkey in the Lotus world, or a bull-nosed person in the Qingming world, how much would I believe you if you said you didn't think about it! The words of a scholar are worse than bullshit!"

Zhou Jue's scolding was very unpleasant, but Qi Jingchun did not dare to refute. He had to admit that he still imagined in his mind how amazing Lu Zhi's legs were, so that A Liang could sigh and praise like this!

"Forget it! If you don't talk about this anymore, you won't be able to see Lu Zhi's legs!"

"However, although Jianghu is not very good, the wine is not bad. I will treat you to a drink today!"

After that, Zhou Jue took out a turquoise gourd from his arms. The texture was warm and delicate, as if it were carved from jade. He opened the cork, raised his head and drank. The clear and cold wine flowed into his throat, but it gave people a The burning sensation warms the whole body, and the blood surges, making people feel comfortable.

"Have a drink to enjoy yourself?"

Although Qi Jingchun knew how to drink, he rarely drank freely on weekdays. There was a look of confusion on his face and he asked tentatively.

"Fart, you're so drunk, you won't come back until you're drunk!"

Zhou Jue suddenly changed his color. How could he restrain himself from drinking? He directly threw the green gourd in his hand to Qi Jingchun, glaring with anger and threatening.

Qi Jingchun's gentle and elegant face showed a bit of bitterness. She reached out to take the gourd and had to take a big sip. After just a few big sips, her face turned red, her bright and clear eyes became sleepy, and her drinking capacity was worrying.

Zhou Jue smiled and saw that Qi Jingchun was a little drunk. He took out a gourd from his arms again and drank heavily. The clear wine seeped out from the corners of his mouth and wet the green shirt on his chest, showing his free and easy attitude.

A quarter of an hour later, Qi Jingchun was drunk and lying on the covered bridge, still holding the wine gourd in his hand and muttering something.

"I don't care about this world, but the wine is really good!"

"It's just a pity. I don't know why Lu Zhi's legs are so good that Aliang can praise them so much. I really want to go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi and see Lu Zhi's legs with my own eyes. I will have no regrets in this life!"

Zhou Jue had a funny look on his face when he heard this. He knew that Qi Jingchun was a boring guy. How could someone who could play with A Liang be an honest child?

Zhou Jue raised the wine gourd again, drank the remaining wine, and threw the gourd into the green pool under the covered bridge. He stepped forward, stood in the air, and observed the inconspicuous bottle under the bridge. Tie Jian, with a somewhat solemn look on his face, murmured.

"haven't seen you for a long time!"

This covered bridge in the town was built by the Great Li Dynasty with countless efforts, just to restrain this humble iron sword. In order to suppress the remaining power of this ownerless sword with its soul broken and exhausted, a dynasty spent three thousand years and paid such a high price, all they wanted was to let it rest for a while.

The iron sword under the covered bridge is an old sword. Its true identity is one of the five supreme gods in the ancient heaven. The first sword made by the sword holder once used it as a sword for her. The four immortal swords are all this. This imitation of an old sword with a rusty handle has been passed down to the world, and it has come to represent the four major branches of kendo in the world.

Among them, the Ten Thousand Magic Sword is owned by the Longhu Mountain Tianshi Mansion, which gave birth to a child sword spirit named Wu Lei. The Taibai Immortal Sword was owned by Bai Ye. It was supposed to belong to the lineage of sword immortals from the Xuandu Guandao Sect. It was changed from Xuandu to Taibai. After Bai Ye, who was in the Fourteenth Realm, was besieged and killed, the Taibai Sword was broken into four pieces, each of which was taken by Bai Ye. They were given to Chen Ping'an, Zhao Yao, Fei Ran, and Liu Cai.

The Daozang Immortal Sword was obtained by Yu Dou, the second master of Bai Yujing. He has practiced Taoism for eight thousand years without a single defeat. He is said to be truly invincible. His combat power is strong enough to shake the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and he is one of the supreme overlords at the threshold of the fifteenth realm.

Yu Dou is violent in his behavior and often causes controversy. But he was also uncompromising in his righteousness, and firmly took the position of the second master of Bai Yujing. He was recognized by the Taoist Patriarch and the Grand Master. He was concerned about the world of Qingming, and wanted to carry the banner of Qingming and eliminate the threat of the demon from outside.

As for the final Innocence Fairy Sword, it was obtained by Ning Yao and gave birth to a little girl Sword Spirit, which has been warmly nourished in Ning Yao's eyebrow acupoint and will shine brightly in the future.

The old sword was hung under the covered bridge, with its rusty appearance. After waiting for eight thousand years, he originally did not plan to find the Ming Lord again, but after Qi Jingchun's repeated persuasion, he finally took a look at the straw sandals boy and agreed to Chen Ping'an. Take a trip to the covered bridge. If he can move forward, you can consider him. In the end, Chen Pingan passed the test of Lao Jian Tiao and was recognized by it, and Lao Jian Tiao became his strongest trump card.

The old sword sensed the breath of the old friend, and the sword trembled slightly and buzzed. The sound of the sword merged into the void, shaking the covered bridge. A powerful sword energy puffed out at the tip of the sword, and shot out suddenly, slashing towards Zhou Jue seemed to be completing the question of swordsmanship that he had not been able to complete ten thousand years ago.

"The way of heaven is collapsing. Only one sword can move mountains, cut off rivers, topple seas, subjugate demons, suppress demons, command gods, reach for stars, destroy cities, and open the sky!"

Zhou Jue's face was calm and his eyes were warm. He just looked at the sword energy indifferently. He did not dodge or dodge, but just took a step forward. A piece of blue sky appeared above his head. The avenue was transformed, assimilating all things, and the sword energy was instantly eliminated. .

"The road is like the blue sky, what can this sword do to me? Unfortunately, you are not a sword holder after all, and you are not worthy of my questioning about the sword!"

Zhou Jue's voice was faint and full of regret. He raised his head and looked up to the nine heavens. An illusory and vast river of time came into view. He seemed to see the sword-wielding supreme god living in the river of time. Dressed in white, his back is cold and refined, and his whole body is shimmering with a bright white light, unstained by dust, and otherworldly.

"I look forward to the day when your soul fully awakens, and we can discuss the sword again and have a showdown!"

The figure in white clothes seemed to have noticed Zhou Jue's gaze, and his body trembled slightly, and a breath of the supreme secret of kendo emitted, causing the old sword bar under the covered bridge to tremble crazily and humming continuously, and even the covered bridge was faintly about to be destroyed. The earthquake collapsed and woke up the drunk Qi Jingchun.

"What's going on?"

Qi Jingchun stood up and came over, looking at Zhou Jue standing in the void with a drunken look, and asked in confusion.

"It's nothing, it's just that this broken sword is going crazy!"

Zhou Jue glanced at the old sword strip, which had fallen silent, and treated Qi Jingchun casually.

Qi Jingchun had woken up at this time and glanced at Zhou Jue suspiciously. Although she knew that the other party was not telling the truth, she did not continue to ask questions. She looked at the white fish that appeared on the horizon, stretched and said comfortably.

"It's dawn, go home and sleep!"

Zhou Jue looked at Qi Jingchun's departing back with a calm expression, and stepped onto the covered bridge again. A ray of sword energy shot out from his feet, blending into the three thousand year old stone bridge, and turned into countless runes, making it solid, so as not to collapse due to the explosion of the old sword strip just now.

"Alas, the show ends at dawn, and the wine is over, but it's a pity that Lu Zhi's long legs are missing!"

"Oh! Senior brother, are you so interested in Lu Zhi's legs? Do you want me to talk to her for you later!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind Zhou Jue, making his face suddenly change, revealing an awkward smile. He slowly turned his head and looked at the black-clothed girl with raised eyebrows, feeling a headache.

"Today, my reputation is completely ruined, and I blame that damn Aliang!"