Since ancient times, the king of sword repair

I took the elevator to the first floor.

Sure enough, as the Great Elder said, there are many people.

An old man with a white beard in a robe is eating snacks in the corner, a young man in a school uniform is arguing with a Taoist priest with a gourd hanging from his waist, and there is a strong man who looks physically fit in a suit and wearing Glasses, playing a gentle look.

Some people near me saw me and stopped talking, a kid who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old asked me: "Who are you, why have I never seen you?"

I said, "I am also here to participate in this Dao Discussion Conference."

The child frowned: "You're lying!"

His voice was so loud that everyone immediately looked over.The child sternly said: "I have a photographic memory! I remember all the great sect monks in this world, a total of 3000 monks, and you are not among them! Who are you or is it just pretending to be a demon?"

As soon as he said this, everyone became nervous.Several people even threw out their weapons and placed them in front of them.

I was startled and was about to speak when I heard a familiar voice.

"Fellow daoists, don't be nervous." Danxiu squeezed to my side from a small corner: "He is not some kind of magic cultivator, he is my good friend, he has retreated for a hundred years, and he just came out a few days ago, you don't recognize him That's normal too."

Ning Ran patted my chest: "He is the head of Lie Longshan, Fang Qinghe."

I tugged at Ning Ran's sleeves and was about to speak, but Ning Ran signaled me to be quiet with his eyes.

I frowned sadly.

I already had a hunch how embarrassing it would be to wait.

I, Lie Longshan, are just a mid-to-lower existence among thousands of monks and hundreds of sects, and I am just the inconspicuous star among many stars.But listening to Ning Ran's tone, it seems that people all over the world know who we, Fang Qinghe, are.

The mouth of the kid who just said I was a demon cultivator moved.

It's coming, it's coming.

The classic "who doesn't know!" is about to be said.

"Fang Qinghe" said the child, "You are actually Fang Qinghe!"

His words were thrown into the pool like a ignited firecracker.

The originally quiet hall suddenly exploded.

"Fang Qinghe! It's him!"

"He turned out to be that Fang Qinghe!"

"So young!"

"I thought it would be stronger!"

"White and handsome, it's my favorite type, hee hee."

I was dumbfounded and blushed.

what the hell happened

How did I become so famous!

The child who was full of hostility towards me just now approached me with a blushing face, and handed me a pen: "Senior Fang, please sign for me."

I couldn't refuse my kindness, so I had to ask him: "Where to sign?"

The child pulled up the front: "Just sign on my clothes."

I held the pen in the posture of holding a brush, and wrote my name crookedly on his front.

I was a little ashamed: "This is really difficult to write... In fact, my handwriting is not so ugly."

But the child couldn't help but be overjoyed: "As expected of Senior Fang! Writing is so cool!"

I:"……"

Ning Ran pulled me to a secluded place, and he asked me with a smile: "Are you curious why you became so famous?"

I nodded.

"It is said that you sword cultivators are humble, but you always regard yourself as the most powerful in the world. But you are proud...you don't even remember what you have done."

Ning Ran said: "You forgot about the time when you faced thousands of demon cultivators alone."

I was taken aback.

Danxiu said, "There is a page in the current chronicle of the comprehension world dedicated to you."

I asked: "Say me what"

Ning Ran: "I told you that you stand in front of the opening of the space they are tearing apart, with Canglong Ji at your side, your sword moves with your heart, and every time a silver light flashes, dozens of demon cultivators will fall from the sky with injuries, and you are awe-inspiring!" , without fear."

A girl's voice came from the side: "How could anyone not know Fang Qinghe, who cut the world with his sword?"

I turned around, and there were two girls in white skirts standing behind me. The one in front introduced himself, "We are medical practitioners, from the elixir valley."

She said: "I have always admired you since I was a child. You are so handsome! Only your back is drawn in the annals, but I didn't expect you to be so young and handsome!"

I scratched my head in embarrassment, and the girl asked me: "Senior, I really want to know, where did you get the courage to fight one against a hundred?"

That day was the day when my master sat down.

My master had predicted that he would pass away that day, and the arrangements for his death had already been made. I gathered around his bed with a group of brothers and sisters to see him off for the last time, but all the treasures in the mountain rang out.

My master suddenly sat up: "The demon cultivator! The demon cultivator invaded!"

I pushed him back: "You old man, you can't lie down obediently if you are still alive and kicking before you leave."

My master patted me excitedly: "Fang Qinghe! Go! Go kill the enemy for me!"

I hum: "I'm not going, I can't beat them."

My master stretched out his hand to hold the back of my hand, and he said something like this: "Let them accompany me on the road to the underworld!"

I was silent for a few seconds, and scolded him: "You old man, you are restless when you are dying."

Hey old man.

I glared at the old man, and walked out with my sword in hand. All the brothers stopped me along the way, saying that I was messing with my master. I walked out all the way, and finally passed the elder standing at the door.

I asked: "Elder, you also want to stop me"

The Great Elder is the smartest and most thoughtful of us seniors. If the Great Elder said that I would not be allowed to go, I might really not go.

The great elder smiled and folded his hands, he said: "Fang Qinghe, go, kill more, and relieve the old man on the road."

Facing the expectant eyes of the two little medical girls.

I said: "...My courage comes from the coercion of an old man in the final analysis."

Well, there is another beauty's encouragement.

The two little girls looked at me blankly.

Ning Ran held back his smile and leaned down, and gave each of the two little girls a Qi training pill: "There has been no sword cultivator in Jianghu for too long, and it's normal that you haven't heard of the legend of sword cultivator. Go back and put this sentence into practice." Tell everyone: Don't get close to the sword cultivator, you will become unlucky."

The author has something to say: Didn’t you think that our head is so cool in the eyes of others? 23333

Speaking of which, I quite like the setting of this world view. I should publish the same series of articles in the future. Now I have opened a pre-acquisition of Mozun X Danxiu Ningran. If you like it, you can bookmark it

In the future, there should be some medical training x poisoning training, Acacia sect x Buddhist training, etc... Suck it