Great Sui Guoshi

Lu Liangsheng put down the water bowl, turned his face slightly, looked at the man over there, spread his sleeves and arched his hands.

"Hehe...then Lu thanked this brother for his drink."

“Country shop meets…..”

The man also raised his hand: "...It's fate, I'm going to Chang'an Yang Su."

"Lu Liangsheng from Qixia Mountain."

In the hall, Li Suian looked at the middle-aged man with the sword in his hand, and then at the scholar who was sitting firmly. He could vaguely feel that the atmosphere was strange, and just by looking at the appearance, the person named Yang Su was very hostile to anyone. .

'I'm afraid this person is here to trouble Mr....it doesn't look like a good person at first glance. '

When several thoughts were spinning in his little head, Yang Su lowered his hands, turned his face expressionlessly, and stroked his short beard with his fingers.

"Little brother, hurry up and serve the wine and food."

Hearing this, the young man stopped his thoughts, a flattering smile appeared on his face, and he hurriedly bowed his head and nodded.

"The guest officer will wait a moment, the younger one will go now!"

Not long after, I went to the kitchen and took out the dishes that Mr. Lu had ordered, and put them on the table one by one.

"Sir, your steamed sea bass with chopped green onions and five taels of braised pork belly."

Immediately, he said to the middle-aged swordsman at the other table: "This gentleman came first, yours will be served later."

"Ah."

Yang Su just responded softly, and would not argue too much with a country inn clerk, but these two days of eating and sleeping, searching all night, there is not much fat in his stomach, smelling the fragrance from that table, he couldn't help swallowing for a moment.

There was a faint sound of 'goo'.

Lu Liangsheng took a piece of meat and blew the hot air on it, put it in his mouth and chewed slowly. Hearing this slight sound, he looked at Yang Su and said with a smile:

"Brother, why don't you come over and have a meal at the same table?"

"Need not."

Yang Su turned his eyes away from the opponent's chopsticks, sat upright, nodded and stroked his short beard.

"...Judging from his dress and accent, he should be a Southern Chen scholar, right? Why did you come to the north?"

At this time, Li Suian in the kitchen squeezed out the juice from a few bean-shaped plants, and dripped it into a dish while his aunt was busy making wine.

'Hmph... I really am a hero. '

Outside, Lu Liangsheng put down his chopsticks and was also thinking about the man's words. This man should have been chased out from Chang'an City, and he possesses the magic power of cultivation. It seems that he is really a member of the Fire Praying Cult, or even a master.

"I don't want you to tell me that you come to Northern Zhou just to wander around and kill rapes along the way..."

The scholar looked away from the corner of his eyes, looked at Yang Su, and said the last sentence: "...to eliminate evil."

While talking, the little guy in the store came out with dishes and drinks, and put them on the table while announcing the name of the dishes.

"Guest officer, your wine."

While pouring wine, Yang Su was blocked by an outstretched hand, Yang Su looked at him and pointed to the next table.

"I don't need it, you pour the wine for that gentleman over there."

Li Suian turned around, his lips twitched silently: It's useless, your mother, just walk to Lu Liangsheng's table and pour a glass of wine.

"Sir, use it slowly."

After collecting the tray, he still stuck there and refused to leave.

Lu Liangsheng seemed to know what he was thinking, smiled, picked up the wine glass and took a sniff.

"What else is there, little brother?"

The boy backed away with a smile and waved his hands again and again.

"It's okay, sir, eat slowly."

After finishing speaking, he went back to the back kitchen and put the tray away, and quite proudly went to the backyard to take care of the old donkey.

.......

In the lobby of the inn, Yang Su took a few mouthfuls of food and sipped his drink, feeling a lot more comfortable.

It was only then that Lu Liangsheng's previous sentence: "Cut rape and eliminate evil." He continued: "So, sir, he has a good cultivation base, and it happens that he also has a little bit of swordsmanship. You and I might as well learn from each other."

Lu Liangsheng held up his cup and stopped to peck at his mouth. He felt the familiar pungentness trickling down his throat while smiling. Since the other party said it, he just swept this tail away. Judging from the incidents in Chang'an and He Liangzhou , Praying Fire Cult is not a good class, so let's get rid of it together.

The cup was lightly put back on the table, a ripple swayed in the cup, Lu Liangsheng took Yue Hao who was leaning on the corner of the table, got up and walked outside, the morning light shone on his smile.

"Okay, I also have the same meaning, but there are more people in the village here, so don't hurt innocent people."

Far and near, children playing are chasing and playing, the old man greets his neighbors with a cane, and the young man who goes out to work picks up a hoe. In the sight of everyone who can't notice, the figure who walked out of the inn jumped onto the high branch, The moment the branch bent and rebounded, it flew out of the village.

"Hahaha...Mr. Lu is happy!"

Yang Su flicked his wide sleeves and walked out the door.

"where is the guy?"

In the inn, the woman walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of soup, and when she saw the two empty tables, she yelled angrily:

"Eating free food will not kill you!!"

On the way from the village to the wilderness, the wind howled. Lu Liangsheng and Yang Su, one after the other, jumped and ran wildly, stepping on the trunk of the tree, and the whole tree shook violently.

Falling leaves.

The two people collided suddenly in mid-air, and there were several crackling sounds.

Snapped!

In the last sound, at the moment of clapping palms, Lu Liangsheng separated, and Lu Liangsheng went to the hillside, waving his green shirt, pulling his magic power to the backyard of the inn.

The chewing old donkey lifted it up, slowly moved its long mouth, carried the bookshelf on its back and shook it, shaking Taoist Toad awake from it, and subconsciously lay down and hugged his head.

At this time, a dharma sword came out of its sheath and flew into the sky in Li Suian's sight.

"Immortal... fairy sword..."

The young man dropped the fodder, pinched his face vigorously, looked at the long sword that passed through the branch, ran down quickly, caught up, stumbled and fell, and got up in embarrassment, turning up a hillside .

I saw the seven long swords in the sky descending to the front, with a vibrating buzzing sound, floating around the side of Mr. Scholar.

"This this……"

Hiding behind the rocks on the small slope, looking at the scene with his head, he held his breath, tightened his fingers, grabbed a piece of grass, and pulled out the dirt.

"...This is a fairy."

The wind blew across the field, the branches shook a few leaves and floated to the scholar's feet, the air was buzzing, and the cold light of several magic swords flowed.

Yang Su's eyes were solemn, and the blade in his hand trembled faintly in the opponent's sword control technique.

"The art of controlling the sword? Canglan Mountain hasn't appeared for a long time... I never thought I'd see it here again."

In a low murmur, the scholar on the opposite side of the line of sight made a circle around his body, and the seven swords suspended with the tip of the sword suddenly stretched horizontally, and they flew together. Unsheath, pull out the cold light.

Wanfa Sword Intent. Wrathful like a lotus.

The art of controlling the sword drives the sword intent, and the sword intent accommodates the sword moves.

The seven long swords are driven by the formula, like a lotus flower in full bloom, countless sword shadows burst out from each sword edge, the attached sword intent surges into reality, reflecting the morning sun, eyes are full of silver light, the surrounding wind sweeps, the air They all seemed to be torn apart.

bah—

Countless sword lights flashed for an instant, Yang Su controlled the magic formula, touched the body of the sword with two fingers, the magic sword moved in response to the law, and one sword was between the 'lotus flowers'.

The sound of ding is soft and gentle.

Then, bang bang... it was all tinkling metal and iron strikes, the dharma sword in his hand twirled along with the shadow of the sword, and countless sparks bounced out non-stop.

Lu Liangsheng paused for a moment, and frowned slightly. The sword in this man's hand was too murderous, his moves were sophisticated, and his cultivation base was also higher than his.

Thinking in my heart, magic power appeared on my fingertips, and with one stroke, the word 'Sheng' fell heavily on the last stroke.

Waving the sleeve of the robe, pointing.

"open!"

The spinning sword lotus's Dharma light flourished, swishing and swishing several times, splashed and separated in all directions, and then flew backwards and fell down in half a breath. The sky was full of sword shadows, sword lights, and Dharma light, just like fish swimming in water snatching food. In an instant, in all directions Cutting, picking, stabbing around Yang Su...

"Wow….."

The boy lying on the sand slope and behind the stone opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it. He secretly watched some green forest people fighting, but there would be such an amazing and mysterious scene.

The long sword flying all over the sky is even more magical.

.......

blah blah blah!

bang bang...

Yang Su wielded magic to block the stabbing or slashing magic sword, and the weapon in his hand also clashed with the opponent's other magic weapons, and the buns all fell loose in an instant.

"Hahaha... happy!"

Suddenly he laughed out loud, threw an iron whip out of his sleeve and stirred it, his figure turned into an afterimage and flew backwards, the sole of his foot stepped on a rock behind him, and the rock exploded in an instant.

"Slaughtering Immortal and Ghost Soldiers, Yin and Yang are united!"

The Dharma sword in Yang Su's hand was shining brightly, dust and fine rocks were blowing away from the ground around him, and strong winds blew up, stirring his robes, and his messy hair fluttered and danced in the wind.

"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Lu, you know Yang's method...uh..."

cuckoo~~

The words were cut off suddenly, Yang Su only felt a sudden cramping pain in his stomach, his mind relaxed, and the spell he cast stopped abruptly.

The wind came.

The scattered dharma swords pierced through the air, and Lu Liangsheng's figure in the middle seemed to be doubled, overlapping one after another.

"Wait!" suddenly sounded.

The stabbing sword tip hit the tip of his nose with a 'buzz' and stopped. Lu Liangsheng was stunned for a moment. On the opposite side, Yang Su retracted his skills and raised his sword, cupping his fists, as if he was enduring something.

"The duel is over, let's treat it as a tie, okay?"

Well…..

Isn't this person from the Fire Praying Cult?

"Since fellow daoist said so, let's draw."

With a wave of Lu Liangsheng's robe sleeve, the surrounding magic swords all fell down and pierced into the ground.

"I just don't know, Yang Daoyou came all the way to chase, just to compete with me?"

"Tell me later, talk later!"

Goo goo....

On the opposite side, Yang Su threw away his Dharma sword, put his hands down, covered his stomach, and hurriedly went to the weeds on the hillside.

Lu Liangsheng looked over there in surprise, opened his sleeves and fanned the air.

Turn your head to look in one direction.

"Come out, is it your medicine?"

Behind the hillside, the boy came out slowly.

Chapter 145 Invitation

As the sky rose above the clouds, the boy who kicked away a stone and walked out of the hillside looked at the grass in the distance, raised his chin quite proudly, and laughed.

"When the road is rough, draw your sword to help. This is what people in the rivers and lakes of my generation should do."

"You're not afraid of getting into trouble."

Lu Liangsheng stretched out his hand to recruit him. He liked the young man's cleverness. Although he really helped him, but in the competition with Yang Su, he was also worried that the other party would trouble the young man in the future.

"I'm not afraid. I just drank a little croton juice. If that person wants to argue with me, a lonely child, it would be too disrespectful..."

The young man stared at the scholar for a while, and when his words changed, the man suddenly knelt down, put his hands on the ground, and kowtowed.