Doraemon: Rebirth of Mushan Yingcai

Chapter 276 Thousands of Sword Intent
On the winding road, countless sword cultivators with ancient swords on their backs ran at top speed.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

High above the sky, the sword cultivator, who is strong enough to reach the realm of flying, soars in the blue sky, chic and elegant.

Whether they are in the sky or on the ground, whether they are strong or weak, they have only one purpose.

【Wujian Mountain】

"drive!"

In a carriage, the groom swung his whip vigorously and slapped the horse's buttocks.

"hiss!"

He screamed in pain, raised his body slightly, and ran faster with his limbs.

The wound on the horse's buttocks, dripping with blood, was blown by the wind, and all flew into the car behind.

A big hand picked up a rough teacup, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, and said with an intoxicated expression: "The first-class tea is really good!"

Just as he was about to bring the teacup to his lips, something foreign destroyed it.

Pfft!Pfft!
The blood dissolves in the tea, and an unnatural red color appears in the originally pure water, which instantly makes people lose the desire to drink.

"do not want!"

A huge scream sounded from the carriage behind, and the coachman drove the carriage silently, ignoring what happened.

boom!
The teacup dropped to the ground and broke into pieces of different shapes.

Covering his face with his hands, tears flowed down like a fountain.

Xiao Shan ate the things he bought from the small town, looked at Zhao Wudao with neither sadness nor joy, chewed something in his mouth and said: "No! What! It's a big deal! Come! Eat something!"

Xiaoshan handed over a bag of food, Zhao Wudao let go of his hand, looked at the bag, something he bought with his hard-earned money all his life.

"no need!"

Looking at the empty tea leaves, Zhao Wudao sighed, and said in his heart: "Jianhuang is good at everything, but no salary is paid. Only high-level spirit stones and various cultivation resources are given. Although these things are very valuable, they are in Ordinary places can’t be sold at all, and will only suffer losses for no reason. When I go out on weekdays, I use it as a fortune teller to earn some money, but I didn’t expect it to be spent in just one day.”

Xiaoshan, who was eating, trembled, as if affected by some evil thoughts.

"Who is it?"

Xiaoshan, who had doubts in her heart, thought to herself.

Xiaoshan put down the food, picked up a book, and read it carefully.

This book was purchased in a bookstore and it contains many things about Wujian Mountain.

As Xiaoshan turned over page after page, the source of some things began to restore in Xiaoshan's mind.

About 10 years ago, there were no small towns here, only some impoverished villages. People struggled to survive every day, lifeless, and everyone was like a walking dead.

One day, a gorgeously dressed swordsman came here. He built a thatched hut on a mountain, and practiced all day long to understand the world.

Late one night, people were woken up by a loud noise. They got dressed and went out, knelt on the ground and prayed to God for forgiveness.

The sky did not respond to them, but instead, two sword lights shining in the night appeared, and a series of earth shaking and mountain shaking appeared.

People didn't dare to check it out, and only a few bold people went to check it out after the sound disappeared in the morning.

When they reached a mountain, the remnant scene on the mountain was completely unbelievable. Four sword marks appeared in the four directions of the mountain, the southeast, the northwest, and forcibly split the mountain into four halves.

Later, a famous sword cultivator came and realized the power of the sword marks, and finally gained something and became a generation of masters.

There is a precedent. Every year, bright sword cultivators will come, and some even directly occupy a place, and no one else is allowed to enter.

The conflict eventually arose, triggering a bloody battle, and even alarmed Jianhuang, the ruler of Jianxian, who personally suppressed the powers, forced them to stop, and stipulated that Wujian Mountain would only be open for one day every hundred years, and fighting was not allowed.

No one dared to disobey Bahuang's words. Many long-lived sword cultivators, or active-minded sword cultivators, established the prototype of the current town in a place adjacent to Wujian Mountain.

"Snapped!"

Xiaoshan closed the book with obvious deep thought on his face.

Judging from the book, a great battle broke out in Wujian Mountain. The outcome of both sides is unknown, but the supreme sword intent was left behind.

The reason why countless people want to go to Wujian Mountain now is because they want to comprehend the powerful sword intent, or observe it, no matter which one will be of obvious help to their own cultivation path.

Looking at Zhao Wudao, what was revealed in Xiaoshan's eyes made Zhao Wudao tremble.

"I remember you said that Wujian Mountain is owned by the Sword Immortal, right?"

The faint voice made Zhao Wudao unable to distinguish whether it was intentional or unintentional.

Finally he said, "That's right!"

"So as an insider, there should be some privileges, right?"

Hearing this sentence, Zhao Wudao understood Xiaoshan's intention.

"You want me to open the back door for you?"

"That's right!"

Xiaoshan is convinced that Zhao Wudao must have such a privilege. After all, if a person who can be entrusted by the sword fairy does not have some strength and status, it is impossible for him to be trusted by the sword fairy.

Zhao Wudao pondered for a long time, and said: "I can help you, but I just take you to meet the guardian who is in charge of guarding this mountain."

"protector?"

It has been strictly prohibited by the Sword Immortal, so why do you need to set up a guardian.

Zhao Wudao saw the question in Xiaoshan's heart, and explained: "People's greed is endless, not to mention those sword cultivators who regard the sword as their whole life, there will always be some people who are willing to take risks, and the guardian is responsible for Annihilate the peeping youngsters."

Xiaoshan understood now, simply put a watchdog.

If Zhao Wudao knew what Xiaoshan was thinking at this time, he would definitely die of depression.

The guardian who guards Wujian Mountain is powerful enough to reach the Dao Realm, coupled with the perennial comprehension of sword marks and the supreme sword intent, the path of swordsmanship has reached an unimaginable level, and Xiaoshan actually described it as a watchdog.

"arrive!"

The old voice of the coachman came, and at the same time the bumpy carriage stopped.

The coachman climbed into the car, wearing a bamboo hat on his head, and a large beard spread on his chin and lips. He looked like an old man in his 80s or [-]s.

Eyeing Zhao Wudao, Xiaoshan said with a smile: "Thank you, old man, for leading the way!"

Zhao Wudao reluctantly took out the money that was left on him, but none survived, so he handed it all over to the coachman.

"Thank you two!"

The coachman smiled gently, gave a salute, and then drove away.

Xiaoshan turned around and said, "Let me have a look, this Wujian Mountain"

The sound stopped suddenly, not because of anything else but because of the mountain in front of him.

The shape of the mountain is ordinary, and there is no vegetation on the mountain, but there are countless traces of being hit by swords.

In Xiaoshan's eyes, there were no mountains or sword marks, only tens of thousands of long swords.

Woo!Woo!
The sword intent left by thousands of predecessors seemed to feel something, trembling violently.

(End of this chapter)