Beginning to become a saint from the path of time and fruit

Under the foothills, there is only the soft sound of spring rain falling on the ground, which seems to want to infiltrate this shock into everyone's heart.

Qingzhou Luo Qingchen, once famous in Kyoto, dared to challenge the legendary champion Li Youan. Although the challenge failed, his deeds were spread in Lin'an Mansion.

Martial arts and god refining are both stunning talents who have broken through the fifth level!

Now, he is actually here to fight for the position of mountain guard? !

These characters come to fight...

Is there any suspense? !

If the two strong men on the list of fierce generals are like two mountains standing across the hearts of many practitioners, then the appearance of Luo Qingchen is like a raging river blocking those who want to try their luck and be blocked by the second one. The cultivator chosen by the Lord of the Six Mountains as the guardian of the mountain had almost no idea at all.

Although rumors say that the mountain master chooses the mountain guardian not based on his cultivation, but more on his eyesight, but... when his cultivation is strong enough and dazzling enough, he will be the only one left in the eyes of the world.

Although eye rim is an illusory thing, in general, it is impossible to escape those talented people, because the more dazzling a person is, the more eye-catching they are.

If you see a lot, you will naturally have an eye for it.

If you don’t have talent, who will be your destiny?

Even Zhong Shunchao and Ye Chong were looking sideways.

Both martial arts and god refining have broken through the fifth realm. Such a strong man is definitely not taking it easy to compete for the position of a mountain guard. Maybe he can really get what he wants.

Luo Qingchen had a smile on his lips, and the light of the silver sword lingered around him, bathing in the golden light that tore through the falling dusk clouds and came out of the dust mistyly.

Facing the oppressive momentum of Zhong Shunchao and Ye Chong, he felt nothing. He came with his hands behind his back and stepped on the sword light, like a banished immortal from the world.

Suddenly, Luo Qingchen stopped, with his hands behind his back and his scholar's shirt flying, he turned to look at the spread of the Golden Avenue in the distance, where a luxurious carriage was parked among the mountain roads full of new grass and tender flowers.

Many practitioners also followed Luo Qingchen's gaze and saw the Lin Mansion's chariot, as well as the two girls and a young man standing beside the Lin Mansion's carriage.

Most practitioners know that Luo Qingchen is a staff member of the Prime Minister Qin's Mansion, and the conflict between Prime Minister Qin and the Lin family is well known to the world. Therefore, in the eyes of the practitioners, Luo Qingchen must be looking at the Lin Mansion's only candidate to compete for the guardianship of the mountain. A girl in a human position, Lin Zhuifeng.

Lin Zhuifeng is still quite famous among the younger generation of practitioners in Lin'an Mansion. His fame is achieved with a fire stick. No one would have thought that there are not many young men and young ladies of this generation in Lin Mansion who are outstanding. As a result, an adopted girl actually became It shows his edge.

Even Lin Zhuifeng felt that Luo Qingchen was looking at him. He narrowed his eyes slightly and put his palm on his waist to light the fire stick, feeling a violent anger.

Lin Zhuifeng didn't have any good impressions of the people in the Qin Mansion, not to mention, Luo Qingchen wasn't half as handsome as Mr. An, so what are you looking at!

Only Anle felt Luo Qingchen's gaze. Across the distant mountain road, he could also detect the chill and coldness that accompanied the spring breeze.

Even An Le never thought that Luo Qingchen would come to compete for the mountain guardian qualification this time.

Madam Hua had described Luo Qingchen's talent to him. He was a genius who had broken through all five realms.

But now he is only capable of refining the spirit and establishing fetal breath, and has perfect Qi and blood. The gap is huge.

However, Anle has not belittled himself, he just started slowly. Now that [Eternal Talent] Taoguo is here, he will be able to catch up sooner or later. Hearing the Tao has a sequence, and it is not a bad idea to start first and come first.

Standing in the spring breeze, Anle met Luo Qingchen's gaze and smiled slightly.

Luo Qingchen looked at the young man smiling in the spring breeze, looked away, and turned his head to ignore.

The mountain road is still hazy in the thick fog, and the scenery on the mountain cannot be clearly seen. One can vaguely catch the peach trees full of peach blossoms, blooming with smiles in the spring breeze.

The whole foot of the Sixth Mountain was quiet.

Two strong men on the list of martial arts warriors, and a genius who has challenged the legendary champion Li Youan.

Faced with such a lineup, many cultivators who came to observe have given up on competing for the qualification to be the mountain guardians.

What they are more concerned about now is who among the three can match the eyes of the sixth mountain master on the green mountain and enter the holy mountain.

Generally speaking, Luo Qingchen has a better chance.

According to rumors, the Lord of the Sixth Mountain is a peerless swordsman who carries a pine wood sword box with three thousand swords hidden in the box. He is said to have hidden all the swords in the world.

Luo Qingchen is also a swordsman, so he should be more in line with the mountain master.

Both Zhong Shunchao and Ye Chong are fierce generals in the martial arts temple. One is good at bows and the other is good at spears. Although they are also involved in swordsmanship, there is naturally a gap compared to Luo Qingchen, who is a professional.

Luo Qingchen had a confident smile on his face, with his hands behind his back, and a sword light like a snake lingering around him.

He stepped onto the slightly muddy mountain road that had been soaked by the spring rain, but his clean boots were not stained with any mud.

Luo Qingchen took the first step towards climbing the mountain.

Afterwards, Zhong Shunchao and Ye Chong stepped up the mountain with their energy and blood intertwined, as if ancient war drums were beating.

The two of them carried the expectations of the Zhong family and the Ye family, and were unwilling to give up until the last moment.

The clouds cover three hundred feet of long pines, and the mist obscures the wilderness and the mountains weigh ten thousand!

The smoke at the foot of the mountain became thicker and thicker, even blurring the figures of the three climbers.

The figure standing in the pavilion in the middle of the mountain, except for the words "open the mountain", cut away the spring rain and dusk clouds, and cast the golden light of the sun.

At this point, there are no more actions or words.

The people at the foot of the mountain couldn't guess what the sixth mountain master was thinking, so they could only watch quietly.

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Thousands of smoke and clouds floated out of the valley.

There is a pavilion in the middle of the mountain, a touch of green clothes.

The pine sword box stood quietly beside him. The middle-aged man's eyes were deep, and as far as he could see, he could see the scene under the bright golden light.

Naturally, he heard about the calls of Zhongshun Chao, Ye Chong and Luo Qingchen.

However, he raised his eyes and saw that the sea of ​​clouds and clouds in the middle of the mountain were undergoing strange changes. He raised his hand and flicked it forward, and the sword energy swayed out.

Suddenly, the sea of ​​clouds seemed to be alive, and the sword energy turned into ink to outline a picture of ink bamboo.

The middle-aged man looked at the black bamboo, raised the corners of his lips, and closed his eyes slightly. The sword box beside him could not help but tremble slightly. The next moment, the box opened an inch.

There was a sword chant, and sword light burst out from it. A black green blade about three feet long was suspended in front of him. The sword energy stirred up, rolling up his clothes and flying up.

"My sword box contains three thousand swords. All the swords in the world have hidden edges, but Zhao Huangting's Qingshan sword is not in the box. It is great for a young man to draw Qingshan's sword energy. Qingshan shows his talent, and Mozhu shows his strength. "

"Zhao Huangting must have never told the young man that the internal decision... If you don't want to climb the mountain, then please go up the mountain."

The middle-aged man raised his lips, and a smile appeared on his stiff face.

The next moment, he knelt with his fingers on the dark green edge in front of him.

Qingfeng burst out with a loud sword chant, and then turned into a flash of ink light, flicking his tail, like a dark silk thread, following the mountain road down, like a river tide separating the sky and the earth.

The spring rain that filled the mountains was divided into two parts, creating a Qingming Mountain Road.

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The world suddenly screamed with swords.

Luo Qingchen, who had just stepped up the mountain, suddenly raised his head, a look of joy on his face.

"coming."

The corners of his lips were raised, and his confidence was blooming at this moment.

Looking up, we can see that on the mountain top, the misty rain and thick fog dispersed from both sides, and a dark green blade whizzed down with a sword light.

The sword energy and pearls rise from the sky!

The high quality of this sword made Luo Qingchen extremely excited.

The dark green front followed the mountain road all the way down, heading straight towards Luo Qingchen who was stationed on the mountain road.

Behind them, Zhong Shunchao and Ye Chong felt their hearts sink.

Luo Qingchen felt extremely happy. At this moment, even the dust that Hua Jiebing had scattered on his heart was shaken off.

Facing the ink-colored green front that was getting closer and closer, the sword energy lingering around him suddenly gathered. He raised his hand and brought his sword fingers together. The sword energy circled and intertwined all over his body. He solemnly wanted to take this sword that symbolized the identity of the guardian of the holy mountain. Sword weapon.

However, when the sword was three feet away, Luo Qingchen's expression suddenly changed.

Because the sword did not slow down in tearing through the mist and mist, and its sharpness made his scalp numb.

The sword is not with him!

Luo Qingchen's eyes narrowed, and his heart was filled with waves. It was impossible!

Under this green mountain, who could be more suitable for this sword than Luo Qingchen!

"This sword belongs to me!"

Luo Qingchen was even a little embarrassed.

He reached out his hand and grabbed the sword.

The silver sword energy covered the space between his palms and grabbed the dark green blade of the sword.

Poof!

However, the dark green edge cut through his sword energy as easily as it cut through the thick mist and rain on the hazy green mountains.

By the way, a sword mark was cut between Luo Qingchen's buttocks, and blood splashed in the mud, making the mountain road even more bloody after the new rain.

Luo Qingchen froze on the spot, opening his eyes in shock.

The sword whizzed past. Zhong Shunchao and Ye Chong were stunned one after another. The two of them also took the sword, but they felt that the target of the sword was not them. They gave up without hesitation, stepped back and turned sideways, letting the black Qingfeng move forward. It passes by, cuts through the Qingming Mountain Road, diffuses into the peach blossom forest, and heads towards the foot of the mountain.

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There was already an uproar at the foot of the mountain.

Because when you look up, you can see that the thick fog and spring rain in the mountains are cut open by a sword.

That is the sword of the Sixth Mountain Lord, the sword that guides the mountain guard!

This means that whoever holds this sword can enter the Holy Mountain and rise to the top from there!

In the luxurious chariot of the Qin Mansion, Young Master Qin had already raised the curtain and stood on the shaft, looking at the light of the ink sword with a smile on his lips as he watched Luo Qingchen get the sword.

However, the sword light directly cut open Luo Qingchen's palm, and the blood stained the peach blossoms, heading down the mountain.

Young Master Qin's smile suddenly disappeared bit by bit.

But he saw the ink-colored green blade cut through the thick fog and fell to the foot of the mountain, still walking close to the ground.

Along the way, many practitioners were frightened and turned sideways to give way to the sword.

The ink-colored Qingfeng raced on Sunshine Avenue, finally slowing down and heading towards the luxurious chariot parked next to the new grass and tender flowers.

Finally, he hung in front of the chariot, in front of a young man in white clothes with a tattered bamboo sword on his waist.

Lin Zhuifeng and Lin Qingyin were startled, and all the practitioners at the foot of the mountain were stunned.

After being startled, the young man with the bamboo sword suddenly smiled, looked at the dark green front, and stretched out his hand.

A wisp of sword energy wrapped around the bamboo sword at his waist, and the sword energy spread like a snake on the young man's arm.

The young man holds the sword, and the sword energy of the wandering snake wraps around the dark green edge.

Instantly.

The sword energy is endowed with flowing light, carrying the young man soaring into the sky, straight to the ninetieth level of the green mountain!

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