Valkyrie

Chapter 654 Entering the Qingtian Wufu

On the small road in the mountains, the girl held a peach blossom in her hand, looked at Li Taixuan with squinted eyes and a smile, then turned her head, ignoring the romantic banishment who suppressed thousands of warriors in the world with his sword.

On the way to Qingtian Martial Mansion, Lin Huang sensed the news in the thirteen killing tokens, and was a little puzzled, and then asked Pei Xiufu beside him:
"What is the Ancient Sword Tomb?"

Pei Xiufu frowned slightly, "A broken world!"

Ok?
Lin Huang became more and more confused.

Pei Xiufu sat on the flying giant beast, and then said: "In ancient times, there was a glorious age of swordsmanship, and the world respected the practice of swordsmanship. Hidden swordsmanship, array swordsmanship, swordsmanship... countless peerless swordsmanship shines In the sky, the reputation of countless peerless sword cultivators is as bright as the sky and the moon."

"It's just that, for some unknown reason, this prosperous age of swordsmanship was annihilated in the torrent of time. Between heaven and earth, there are fewer and fewer people practicing swordsmanship, until the number of people withers!"

"However, even if the golden age of swordsmanship is annihilated, countless peerless swordsmanship has turned into dry bones, and countless swordsmanship that has shined through the ages have become unparalleled. However, that world of swordsmanship still preserves a dilapidated world, floating in the river of time Shen Shen!"

Pei Xiufu didn't know why he took a sip of wine, squinted his eyes and clicked his tongue twice, then continued with a little sigh: "And the broken world of swordsmanship on that side is called the Ancient Sword Tomb!"

"In the sword mound, there are countless swords that overwhelm the world. It is extremely dangerous to kill the holy king at every turn. But under the danger, there are also countless opportunities. Because in that piece of sword mound, I don't know how many divine swords have ever shined in the world, and I don't know how many peerless sword cultivators have been buried!"

"Therefore, the Ancient Sword Tomb is the shrine for every true swordsman who is truly fortunate to step into the heart!"

"In the sword mound, the legend holds the true meaning of the way of the sword!"

Pei Xiufu closed the coffin and said conclusively, then turned his head to look at Lin Huang, "It is said that when Li Taixuan first entered the rivers and lakes at the age of 20, he rode a donkey backwards across the sword mound. No one knew what he got from the sword mound, only knew For the next 20 years, before Li Taixuan aspired to the pinnacle of swordsmanship, he had no defeats; after he aspired to the pinnacle of swordsmanship, he had no defeats either!"

Listening to Pei Xiufu's words, Lin Huang's heart was agitated slightly, "Li Taixuan, another figure who suppressed another era!"

Originally, when he heard that Lin Cangxue was going to the Sword Tomb, he was still a little worried. After all, the Sword Tomb was not a safe place.But with Li Taixuan's strength, Lin Cangxue should have no worries.

The boulder in Lin Huang's heart finally fell to the ground.

The only thing he doesn't know now is Bai Xiaopang.

I don't know if the latter's personality will be thrown in the gutter.

It's so frustrating.

……

In less than half a day, Lin Huang once again saw the Qingtian Martial Mansion spanning eight hundred miles across.

Pei Xiufu did not lead a few people to walk swaggeringly in Qingtian Martial Mansion, but appeared directly outside a green mountain and lake on the mountain behind Lingqi Cliff.

The lake is green, clear and full of aura.

There are ripples rippling out of it from time to time, as if there are countless spirit fish or other things in the lake.

And beside the lake, there are four cottages.

Each thatched hut is only three feet in size, and it looks a bit crude, which is incompatible with the magnificent Qingtian Wufu.However, the grass hut and the lake here complement each other somewhat.

It's like a piece of paradise in Qingtian Wufu.

And this place does not seem to be accessible to ordinary people.

When several people appeared by the lake, Lin Huang raised his head, and saw a middle-aged man in green clothes in front of him, his figure was calm, but as towering as a mountain.

With his hands behind his back, he looked at the swaying lake, his thoughts flying thousands of miles.

Seeing everyone appearing, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi turned around slowly, and with a sweep of his gaze, he landed on Lin Huang.

"I've seen City Lord Lu!"

Lin Huang clasped his fists and opened his mouth, showing a slightly serious expression.

The first time I saw Lu Donghuang was outside Qingtian City. The latter came like a rainbow hanging upside down from the sky and the earth.

Then, it seemed that Pei Xiufu guessed his situation, so he called Lu Donghuang to help him.

Although in the whole war, Lu Donghuang didn't play a big role.But Lin Huang will never forget the kindness of giving charcoal in the snow.

Lin Huang could also vaguely guess that he was able to enter the Qingtian Martial Mansion safely and unimpeded, perhaps because the latter stepped into the Saint King Realm and became an eighth-level formation master a few days ago.

If there is no strong man in the realm of the holy king sitting in the Qingtian City, Lin Huang can't go to the Qingtian Martial Mansion!
Looking up at Lin Huang, Lu Donghuang narrowed his eyes slightly, his face like a rock trembled slightly, then suppressed the feelings in his heart, and only gave a faint 'hmm'.

Pei Xiufu patted Lin Huang on the shoulder, pointed to the row of huts and said, "The second hut belongs to the old man, and the first hut belonged to Taiqing back then. You can live there. The third is Donghuang's, the fourth thatched hut is from the Southern Tang Dynasty, give it to Tang Xiaoqi!"

"Then where do I live?"

Song Changling was suddenly dissatisfied.

Li Chunfeng's gaze was also looking at Pei Xiufu secretly. He had no place to live, but a young man who had never seen the world dared to speak out what was in his heart.

Pei Xiufu was too lazy to talk to Song Changling, and returned to his thatched hut with a wave of his hand, leaving only a fluffy sentence to Lin Huang, "After two hours, the old man will punch you!"

Lin Huang patted Li Chunfeng's shoulder and said with a smile, "Just live with me!"

Tang Xiaoqi's eyes turned red immediately, and he stared at Li Chunfeng with jealousy, and shouted, "Brother Lin Huang, I want to sleep with you!"

Lin Huang froze in place.

Then he led Li Chunfeng and ran away.

……

In the end, within half an hour, there were two more thatched huts by the lake, and one was next to Lin Huang, which belonged to Li Chunfeng.The one next to Li Chunfeng belongs to Song Changling and is the most remote.

Walking slowly into the thatched hut, Lin Huang looked around, and there was a slight wave in the heart lake.

The thatched hut is simple, at most it can keep out the wind and rain.

But extremely clean.

It seems that no one has lived in it for more than 20 years, and some people clean it from time to time, keeping the appearance of the year.

There are very few objects in the room, so it can be said that it can be seen at a glance.

A bed.

A big wooden barrel.

A potted plant with intertwined roots was placed by the window, bathed in mild and bright sunlight.There is a red string tied to the middle of the potted plant, like a woman's thing.

In addition to this, there is also a desk that is five feet long.

On the desk, pens, inks, papers and inkstones are all available, and dozens of volumes are stacked together.

Lin Huang approached the desk, only to see that the ink in the inkstone had already dried up.The writing brush is placed on the pen holder beside it, and the tip is extremely hard.

A square piece of Longyan black jade is pressed against a piece of Taihu Jinxiu rice paper as thin as a cicada's wing.

On the rice paper, a ten-mile peach forest is depicted, and the flowers are blooming brilliantly.

And in that peach grove, there is a woman with a graceful figure who turns her head and smiles, like a peach blossom in the spring breeze, her delicate beauty reveals the beauty of the wind and snow in the world.

The peach blossoms on the human face are red!
(End of this chapter)