Star Sword Shoes [Rebirth]

The next day, Lin Yushen really went to the market early in the morning to hire a carriage, and the three of them traveled all the way overnight and arrived at Qingyu Mountain within a few days.

After climbing the [-] stone steps, Qingyu's disciples greeted them at the mountain gate and took them to the guest room on Caohua Peak to rest.In two days' time it will be the sword test meeting, friends from various sects have already reached the seven stops, and it is very lively to visit each other for a while.

Three people came from Bai Lincheng and they were allocated two bedrooms. Lin Yusi pestered his elder brother to bed early, and Su Yichen washed up and went to bed after being jolted in the carriage for a few days.He was exiled for several months before his death, he was despised by the righteous way, and was hunted down by the devil world. When he came back this time, he didn't have any sense of right and wrong. He only felt that the bed was very comfortable and he slept soundly.

When he woke up the next day, the disciples of the various sects on the peak were practicing swords and reminiscing about the past, surrounded in twos and threes. Su Yichen, despite his gentle identity in Bai Lincheng, didn't know who to greet, so he simply hid away. , Instead, I chatted with a few young disciples from Qingyu Mountain.

There are five peaks on Qingyu Mountain. On the main peak, Yumeng, there are Zhenru Hall, Lecture Hall and Cangjian Pavilion. Most of the disciples live in Huofeng, practice swords in Xiefeng, and live in Caohuafeng. There is only one opposite Qingfeng. , due to the small area of ​​the top of the mountain, it was originally uninhabited.The former head Master Zichen built a few huts on it, and lived in it leisurely. Later, he brought Su Yichen up, and the two masters and apprentices spent the whole day lecturing on Qingfeng and practicing swordsmanship, hardly asking about common affairs. .

Su Yichen pulled a little disciple named Ming Fan to say a few words, and he was secretly happy when he learned that Qingfeng was still the same as before and had not been used for other purposes.

He was born in the Marshal's Mansion, and he had no worries about food and clothing since he was a child. After he went up the mountain, he was the youngest disciple of the head of the sect. All over the mountains and plains, there were his junior nephews and nephews.When he came down from the mountain at the age of 19, he had seen famous mountains and great rivers, and he had been handed over by evil spirits and heretics.

It's just that on Qingfeng, there is one thing that he misses very much.

At the age of 16, Master Zichen gave him a hundred-refined green steel sword, and he never left his sword for six years.After being pierced through the bone of the lute, he thought that his cultivation base was gone. In order to avoid the dust on the sword, he did not bring Bailian Qinggang when he went down the mountain, but stayed in his bedroom.

Now that the wound on Su Yichen's body has healed, it is inevitable that Wen Liang's iron sword will not be as good as his own hundred-refined green steel, so he feels itchy in his heart, and wants to secretly go back and have a look.

Everyone went to rest early that night, Su Yichen turned off the lights and lay down on the bed for a while, when the ugly time came, he turned over and got out of bed, opened the window a crack, and sure enough the surroundings were dead silent, all the candles were extinguished.

He only had Bai Lincheng's disciple uniform on his body, but fortunately, after taking off his outer armor, he couldn't tell his sect with only a white inner robe.He took another toy mask bought at the market and put it on his face, turned over and jumped out of the window, and headed towards Qingfeng.

Weeds are overgrown on Qingfeng, and it really looks like no one has cleaned it for a long time.

Su Yichen was familiar with the door and the way, and quickly reached his bedroom. First, he pushed the door. The old wooden door made a "creak" sound, but it was not pushed open. He turned around and walked around to the back of the house, where the window latches were early. It was broken, and it came loose immediately after a push.

Su Yichen jumped into the room, his vision went dark for an instant, and he couldn't see anything clearly.He walked a few steps quickly based on his impression, and when he came to the head of the bed, he stretched out his hand to touch the wall. The touch of the thin dust quickly spread to his palm, and after that, he touched a cold scabbard.

As expected, Bailian Qinggang is still here.

Su Yichen couldn't help laughing.Such a precious sword, if no one wears it, should be enshrined in the Sword Hidden Pavilion on Yumeng Peak.Probably because everyone in Qingyu really despises what he has done in the past. For many years, no one is willing to enter his room to take a look.

Su Yichen originally just wanted to take a look at the Bailian Qingsteel Sword, and knew that it would be difficult to bring it down the mountain, but after touching it, it was hard to let it go.

His hand moved slowly along the scabbard to the hilt, and then with a twitch of his right hand, he quickly pulled out the sword.

In an instant, the blue light skyrocketed.

At this moment, a cold voice sounded from behind Su Yichen: "Who is your Excellency, why did you come here to test the sword late at night?"

With Su Yichen's cultivation, he didn't notice that there was another person in the room. He was secretly surprised, put the sword back into its sheath, and took it off the wall.

"Put down the hundred-refined blue steel." The voice said again.

The sword test meeting is held every four years, which means that so many disciples from other sects will appear on Qingyu Mountain every 16 years.Su Yichen didn't know who was in the room, but besides himself, there were other people thinking about the sword, which made him raise his eyebrows: "If you want me to put it down, you have to have that ability."

There was no more words on the other side, and within a short while, a gust of sword energy came, silent but extremely fierce.

Su Yichen raised his scabbard to block it, then immediately turned around and fought back. The two sides quickly exchanged a dozen moves in the dark, and then retreated respectively.

Su Yichen's sword was still unsheathed, but the opponent's skill was really good. What surprised him most was that the man used the Qingyu Mountain sword technique.

"With your high level of swordsmanship, no matter what school you are from, you must already have a sword in your hand. Why do you want to covet my uncle's hundred-refined green steel?" The cold voice said again.

Unexpectedly, among the junior nephews and nephews all over the mountains and plains, there is such a genius.What was even more unexpected was that six years later, there would still be people willing to call him uncle.

Su Yichen's heart softened, he threw the sword against the wall with his backhand, and hung it back firmly: "Give it back to you."

Then he quickly passed the man's side, jumped out of the window and left.

"Wait" came from behind, but Su Yichen was familiar with the way, and his feet were flying like flying, but the man couldn't catch up no matter what.

After leaving Duoqing Peak, Su Yichen thought, what is this nephew doing in his bedroom in the middle of the night?

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On the first day of the sword test, Lin Yushen woke up the two juniors early, washed up and followed the crowd to Xiefeng.

On Xiefeng, where the disciples usually practice martial arts, a ring has already been set up. Just after the hour, more than 200 people surrounded them one after another.

"Wen Liang, you go up early later." Lin Yusi leaned close to Su Yichen's ear and said.

"Huh?" Su Yichen wondered.

"Your level is mediocre, just go up and show yourself. Don't wait until later when you really meet some masters. What should you do if you are beaten stupid?" When Daoist Xu announced the start of the sword trial, he was the first to throw Su Yichen into the ring.

Lin Yu took a deep look at his younger brother and shook his head slightly.

Su Yichen stood on the ring stage and looked around innocently. His lower eyelids were still blackened due to lack of sleep. After a while, he bowed: "Wen Liang in Xiabailin City, please enlighten me fellow Taoists."

Soon, a burly Taoist in yellow shirt jumped onto the ring, and there was a commotion among the crowd.

Su Yichen didn't know this person, and was afraid that he would lose his words if he said too much, so he simply kept silent, bowed his head and waited for someone to attack.

"Junior brother, draw your sword!" Lin Yusi's voice came out of the crowd, sounding a little flustered.

This beautiful senior brother described her as offbeat, but she really cared about her senior brother.Su Yichen thought about it, looked at Lin Yusi who was in the audience, and made a face sincerely.

"Don't look at me, look at the sword!" Lin Yusi shouted again, and couldn't help but grabbed his elder brother's arm.

Only then did Su Yichen turn his head, and saw the Taoist in yellow shirt holding a sword, practicing a set of sword skills first, with a complacent face, like a peacock spreading its tail.

He thought it was funny, and couldn't help but really laughed, this made the Taoist in yellow shirt unhappy, the sword turned and stabbed towards him.

Su Yichen saw at a glance that this person's sword skills were ordinary, but it seemed too shameless not to draw the sword, so he lazily drew out the iron sword, and sent him off the ring with three moves.

The second person quickly entered the ring, this time wearing a green robe, and even bowed to Su Yichen for a few words, Su Yichen understood half of what he heard, and all of them smiled back.When the two of them started fighting, the Taoist in green robe used another set of exquisite swordsmanship. Su Yichen dodged twice, and with a backhand sword, he was sent flying backwards.

The crowd was in an uproar, Lin Yusi clapped his hands and said, "Junior brother, that's not bad."

Lin Yushen turned his head away and did not speak.

Then a few more people came up, Su Yichen all did the same, and was sent off the stage within three moves.The opponent was too cabbage, which made him feel quite bored, he covered his mouth and yawned a little, and couldn't help but miss the person he met yesterday at Qingfeng.

The man's swordsmanship is not sophisticated enough, but there is a sense of aura.

The whispering in the audience gradually increased, Su Yichen saw Lin Yusi waving towards him, walked over and bent down, only to hear the beauty brother say to him: "Keep a low profile, brother!"

Su Yichen was very modest, and quickly said: "Brother, please teach me how to keep a low profile."

Lin Yusi burst out laughing with a "poof", and the faces of the fellow daoists beside him turned dark.Lin Yushen took a fixed look at Su Yichen, and there was a rare hesitant expression on his calm face.

Su Yichen was not defeated, so he had to stand on the ring all the time. There was no one on the stage for a while. After a stalemate for a while, a young man in white robe and blue armor jumped up.

The disciples of Qingyu immediately became agitated, some young ones shouted something in a low voice, and shut their mouths dumbly after being glared at by their master.

Su Yichen looked at the young man in front of him. He was tall and tall, with flying clothes, starry eyes and sword eyebrows, and black hair like ink.Originally it was a very handsome face, but the expression was serious, without the vivacity of a young man at all, it added a bit of dignity.

"Bai Lincheng is gentle." Su Yichen bowed to him.

"Qingyu Lezheng Changfeng," the man saluted him back, his voice was cold, "It was Your Excellency who climbed Duiqing Peak last night, right?"

Good eyesight!Su Yichen secretly admired.

The few people who came to the stage just now have ordinary cultivation bases. He didn't show any real talents at all, but just dealt with a few tricks casually, so that they can be recognized by others. Could it be... blind?

Thinking of this, Su Yichen blinked the only pair of almond eyes on Wen Liang's face, tilted his head, and put on an innocent smile.