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In front of the wooden house door under the sunset, Li Xingyun raised his head and looked at the closed wooden door, feeling inexplicably heavy.

He sighed deeply, and he turned around to walk towards the sword box in the courtyard, but found that Ah Li's figure appeared outside the courtyard gate at some point, looking towards this.

Li Xingyun put on the sword box and left the courtyard.

He slowly closed the bamboo door of the courtyard with both hands. His eyes still looked at the wooden house reluctantly. He turned around and said to Ah Li, "Let's go."

Ah Li looked a little dazed, and her clear and beautiful eyes were still staring at the wooden house, looking absent-minded. After hearing Li Xingyun's voice, she suddenly came to her senses: "Go? Go?"

where?"

Li Xingyun blurted out without thinking: "Luoqiu Pass."

Ah Li didn't say anything, nor did she object to Li Xingyun's decision.

She followed Li Xingyun silently.

She was speechless all the way, but she was always shocked by the feeling left by the old man with white hair and beard in the wooden house. She tried to recall the appearance of the gentleman, but found that the more she thought about it, the more the picture that could appear in her mind would be.

Blur, until the end of the blank!

Ah Li couldn't help but sweat broke out from behind her. Her cheeks were pale and her breathing became a little disordered.

Li Xingyun, who was walking side by side, had extremely keen spiritual consciousness. He noticed Ah Li's abnormality and couldn't help asking, "What happened?"

Ali glanced at the sword box behind Li Xingyun with lingering fear, and said from the bottom of her heart: "Your gentleman is not an ordinary person."

Li Xingyun said as expected: "Sir, of course, is not an ordinary person!"

In Li Xingyun's heart, Mr. is the only doctor in the village, the only scholar in the village, and the only practitioner in the village. He is the first person in the village!

The number one person in the village is naturally not an ordinary person!

Ali glanced at Li Xingyun indifferently. She really didn't want to explain more to a nerd who regarded his husband as everything on this issue.

But the sword in the sword box had to make her sigh again: "The sword box behind you is not an ordinary sword."

This time, Li Xingyun did not express any comments on Ah Li's feelings.

Because he also has this feeling, a very strong feeling.

He didn't know what kind of sword was in the sword box behind him.

I don’t know the length, thickness, sharpness, casting materials, and even the name of the sword.

He just had a faint feeling that he felt that with this sword on his back, he could fight against powerful people in the realm of the soul and even the spiritual orifice realm.

And it's not necessarily a loss!

...

Among Li Xingyun's ten-son comrades, only Luo Changfeng was good at using swords, but many were good at using swords.

For example, the Yuezhi brothers, such as Nancy Han, Shen Tianxin, and even Jiang Manlou will use swords.

However, when it comes to the person with the highest sword cultivation and understanding among his comrades, they are not the Yuezhi brothers, Nancy Han, Shen Tianxin, or anyone in Jiang Manlou.

Because although these people use swords, they are not sword cultivators! Li Xingyun is also not a sword cultivator, he is a disciple of Liuzi!

One of the ten-son comrades is a sword cultivator, a pure sword cultivator.

That person is Li Luo! The disciple of Jiange in Kunlun Mountain Li Luo!

At the top of Tianxiang Pavilion in Bodhi City, the battle between Situ, an old student in the inner courtyard of the academy, and Zhou Tong, a disciple of the sword, led to Li Luo's right arm being disabled, and his cultivation was unable to be used. Compared with Jun Zeyu's experience,

Life after Li Luo’s disabled right arm is actually even more miserable!

He was taken back to the Jiange of Kunlun Mountain by the Iron Sword Sect Master Zhou Tong.

...

There are 72 strange peaks in the Kunlun Mountains adjacent to the Thirteen Kings of Zhongzhou Emperor Alliance. Those strange peaks are hidden in the mountains and clouds and mists. At night, the seventy-two peaks are connected under the starry sky, which is more like a sword formation.

The largest sword formation.

The Jiange of Kunlun Mountain is famous all over the world for its 72 peaks, so Jiange has always been known as the 72 peaks.

Jiange is known as 30,000 disciples, and 30,000 disciples are all on the Seventy-Two Peaks.

Li Luo, who made Jian's arm disabled, returned to Jiange from then on, and since then he became the most ordinary member of the 30,000 sword cultivators of Jiange among the 72 peaks.

On an autumn night, the stars hang high.

The seventy-two peaks of Jiange in Kunlun Mountain are towering into the sky. At night, it is often the time when Jiange is closest to the starry sky. However, according to the daily routine of Jiange disciples who practice swords in the morning and nourish qi in the evening, usually at this time, the entire Qifeng Mountains are

I had already entered my dream early. So to a certain extent, few of the 30,000 disciples of Jiange have carefully seen the appearance of the seventy-two strange peaks under the starry sky.

However, very few do not mean that there is really nothing.

There are 30,000 disciples from Jiange, but in the end, there are still people who wear stars and moons. They are used to the appearance of the seventy-two strange peaks of Jiange, which is commonplace to the starry sky.

For example, Leaves!

The Jiange under the starry sky was sleeping, the seventy-two strange peaks were sleeping, and the 30,000 disciples were sleeping, but Li Luo did not sleep.

According to the rules of Jiange, he had already moved to the Thirty-sixth Outer Peak to live. He did not live with the outer disciples in the outer Peak, but with the slaves in the Jiange in the outer Peak.

Li Luo is now the most humble slave among the 30,000 disciples of Jiange, commonly known as Jianmen!

Jiannu Li Luo was wearing a coarse cloth clothes, holding a wooden barrel in his left hand, which contained the stream water from the sword washing pool that flowed into the mountain stream. Jiange stipulated that the water in the sword washing pool was only for the disciples of the inner sect, while the outer sect was

When a disciple washes his sword, he can only use the sword pool to flow into the stream water in the mountain stream.

After nightfall, these streams will be transported by the outer gate peak sword slaves in wooden barrels, filling the small sword pool in the sword washing room for special use for the outer gate disciples to wash their swords in the morning the next day.

So Li Luo will fill the small sword pool in the sword washing room before the dawn tomorrow morning and the senior brothers get up to practice swords.

After pouring the stream water from the wooden barrel into the small sword pool, Li Luo wiped the sweat on his cheeks tiredly.

The face under the light of the candle looked much thinner and bitter than when I was in the academy a year ago.

No wonder, a person who has a disabled right hand can no longer use a sword, can only hide behind a rock and watch others practice swords all day long. In fact, it is an extremely bitter and tormenting thing.

Li Luo is enduring this torture all the time.

At first, the torture caused him pain and torture! He roared heart-wrenchingly in the mountains that were deserted several times, venting his inner depression!

He knew that hiding alone with inferiority is a coward's behavior, but he could not make himself look like a coward. Because he could not even beat an ordinary outer disciple.

Sometimes, even the sword cannot be held firmly!

He was the object of ridicule and sarcasm for all the outer disciples! Even the sword slave who had the same identity began to be domineering to him!

He doesn't like himself like this!

I don’t like such a useless self! Especially after thinking about the ten-school comrades in the Dixuan New List, he even began to hate his depraved self!

So over the past year, after nightfall, he began to learn to hold the sword, draw the sword, and draw the sword.

His right hand is destroyed, but his left hand is still there!

He is learning the left-handed sword!