Reborn Enemy

The road in Shengong Valley is not very wide. When Gu Pinglin walked to the depths, he could hear the sound of "ding ding", the sound of "huhu" blowing wind, and the sound of "hissing" from blazing iron entering the water. I saw some Shengong Valley disciples working from a distance, and the scene was exactly the same as in the previous life.These disciples are no more than outer alchemy cultivation, all of them are bare chested and shirtless, showing bronze skin, or around the smelting furnace pulling the bellows, or standing in front of the casting table and swinging the heavy hammer... Everyone's expression is focused, as if they are facing each other. I don't hear anything outside.

The mountains on both sides are steep, and there are swords everywhere on the rocks by the roadside and on the cliffs above, all inserted into the stones, until they go straight into the handle.

The heat wave in the sky is getting heavier, and it is getting closer to the position of Tianjian.Layers of sword intent surged from the front, and Gu Pinglin felt that his whole body was surrounded by sword intent, and the resistance to moving forward was getting bigger and bigger. However, in his previous life, he was still able to persevere to the end with perseverance, and in this life, he has a higher level of cultivation, and he is running the supreme power. Naturally, this difficulty is not a problem.

Along the way, Gu Pinglin met many monks, all of them were pale and breathless, and some monks were even injured by the sword intent and passed out by the roadside.Many monks are still walking with difficulty, some monks are resting in meditation, and some have already turned back.

Duan Qingming was just ten feet behind him, still walking lightly and full of spring breeze, the only difference was that his handsome face was a little paler than before.

Gu Pinglin looked back and couldn't help sneering.

This person has the most powerful innate sword intent, even without Bu Tian Jue, it is not so difficult, the only explanation is that he is pretending, after all, this is his greatest ability, he knows exactly how far he can deceive himself, In my previous life, I always thought that if I wrote down this person's pretentious exercises, it would definitely become another god-level cheat book comparable to "Bending the Sky".

Gu Pinglin stood and waited for a while, seeing that he was still slow, he asked, "How long are you going to dawdle?"

"Hey, talent is limited," Duan Qingming replied with a smile, his breath was obviously a little disordered, "you can't compare with junior brother, you are a genius."

"That's right." Gu Pinglin said without changing his face.I suffered many losses in my previous life, so there is no reason to be fooled again.In this Heavenly Sword battle, even if Gu Pinglin has the good fortune formula, it will not change Duan Qingming's advantage in sword intent. Even Yue Songting has guessed the result, but Gu Pinglin still wants to try his best to fight for it. This kind of secret rivalry , he doesn't believe that Duan Qingming doesn't have it, so this person's disguise is interesting.

"We are brothers, you want to leave me?" Duan Qingming sighed.

"You can't keep up?"

"Is this a provocation?"

"What do you think?" Gu Pinglin laughed when he saw the bewitching light in those eyes, turned around and walked quickly.

Sure enough, he sped up his speed, and the people behind him quickly followed, showing no sign of falling behind.The two stopped talking, and under the suffocating pressure, they walked towards the end of the road one after the other.There are very few monks on this road, and occasionally there are two, who are also red-faced and sweaty, as if every step they take takes a lot of effort.

After another cup of tea, a vertical red stone mountain wall finally appeared in front of us.

The mountain wall of Baizhang is as steep as a knife and an axe. There is a small platform ten feet above the ground, and a long sword is quietly lying on the sword stand.

Seeing the sword, Gu Pinglin immediately sensed that Gu Yingjian's aura had weakened, and more than that, the swords of all the monks present consciously restrained their aura.

The sword king is present, and Wan Jian submits.

The pitch-black sword body has no decorations, it looks very ordinary, without sunlight, but the whole sword exudes a strange light, with a strong sword intent and majestic momentum, which makes people dare not look at it.

Yu Sui, this is Yu Sui.

Seeing this peerless sword king again, Gu Pinglin was still amazed.

Such a perfect sword has no flaws, and it is precisely because it is too perfect that it has the arrogance to self-destruct.

Gu Pinglin looked back again, and saw Duan Qingming walking towards here slowly, with snow-white clothes, jet-black hair, and calm steps, just like the scene in the previous life. Looking carefully, it seems to be a little different.He walked up to Gu Pinglin and stood still, looked at Tianjian, showing a hint of admiration, and then turned his gaze to Li Moqing next to him.

There were a total of twenty monks at the scene, and there were only six inner alchemy masters. After all, this is not a comparison.These people are all known by Gu Pinglin, and Li Moqing is among them. His ability to come here shows that he is very talented in swordsmanship.Zhou Yi was also there, but he was not having such a good time. He was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his sword in his arms to adjust his breath, with large drops of sweat hanging from his temples. There were a dozen other people in the same state.As for those inner alchemy monks, two of them were particularly eye-catching, which surprised Gu Pinglin.

Those were two men, their faces were very young and handsome, and one of them was even a beautiful man with peach blossoms. The two stood side by side like ordinary companions, but there was an inexplicable intimacy, and the people around them were far away from them. , Many people still have a hint of disdain in their eyes.

Han Ying double sword, Yan Han, Feng Ying.

These two people are also well-known in the cultivation world, because they are a Taoist couple.This relationship makes their situation in the righteous path seem awkward.

The two were originally disciples of the Guangling Sect, one of the Eight Great Sects, and were kicked out of the sect because they ruined the reputation of the sect. Abandoned by the disciples, he ran all the way back to the Guangling Sect for rescue, and finally repelled the demon cultivator and kept his sect. Unfortunately, Feng Ying died in this battle, and Yan Han refused to persuade the Guangling Sect to stay with him, and blew himself up to follow him.When this matter spread, many people sighed. After all, the two of them had never done anything evil in their lives.Gu Pinglin wasn't considered pedantic, but it was undeniable that he still couldn't understand this kind of relationship, and when he heard about this story later, he felt complicated.

In his previous life, Gu Pinglin struggled to get here. He didn't have time to observe others, so he didn't notice these two people.In fact, it is not surprising that the Guangling School of Qin and Sword Shuangxiu can come.Now that Gu Pinglin saw them, he respected them even more.

Unexpectedly meeting Duan Qingming's gaze, Gu Pinglin immediately withdrew his gaze, and just at this moment, the sword intent that filled the entire valley suddenly receded silently.

Everyone felt that the pressure on their bodies had dropped sharply, and they all looked up at the same time.

With a clear sound, the Heavenly Sword flew up from the stand by itself, circled in mid-air for two weeks, and flew towards the crowd.

Heavenly Sword is about to choose its master!

Without the obstruction of sword intent, many people rushed in to watch, the scene was completely silent, and everyone almost held their breath.

Seeing Tianjian flying straight in front of Duan Qingming, Gu Pinglin sighed secretly, his talent in kendo was always far behind him, and a genius is always a genius.

Fortunately, it doesn't have to be called Suiyu in this life.

As soon as Xijian thought, Gu Pinglin couldn't help but bend the corner of his mouth. Unexpectedly, things changed in the blink of an eye!

Duan Qingming shook her head, lowered her head and spat out a mouthful of blood!

"Huh?" Faced with the sudden change, Gu Pinglin was the quickest to react and clasped his wrist like lightning.

The internal breath is disordered, and the sword intent is scattered!

"Impossible!" Gu Pinglin's expression suddenly changed, and he couldn't help but lose his voice, "What's going on?"

Duan Qingming withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, and wiped the blood from his lips: "It's just that the inner breath has gone astray."

"You dare to follow me here after your internal energy goes astray, do you want to be a useless person?" Gu Pinglin sternly said.Without the control of internal breath, forcing the innate sword will to be activated is simply fatal!If it is more serious, if the sword will get out of control and come back, his muscles and veins will definitely be destroyed!

Duan Qingming said lightly: "It seems that I am unlucky, and I have no chance with Tianjian."

As he said, the Heavenly Sword circled around him a few times, and finally passed him reluctantly and flew to Gu Pinglin.

All eyes are focused.

Tianjian didn't stay for long, then left Gu Pinglin and flew towards Li Moqing, stopped in front of him for a moment, then flew back to Pinglin again, as if hesitating, not knowing who to choose.

Everyone was nervous, and Gu Pinglin also had a complicated expression.

why?This is not the expected result...

Gu Pinglin faintly felt that things were getting out of control.As a sword cultivator, it is false to say that he does not yearn for the Heavenly Sword. He couldn't help but raise his hand, wanting to touch the blade——

Suddenly, the bag around his waist vibrated slightly.

It was Gu Yingjian.

Even though he was suppressed by the aura of the sword king, he was still unwilling to be abandoned.

Gu Pinglin came back to his senses, surprised.

Does it have such spirituality?

"Since you want to give up, why bother with it?" Duan Qingming said calmly, "It's just an ordinary mortal sword, but the Heavenly Sword can help you reach the top of kendo. Which one do you choose, Gu Pinglin?"

Gu Pinglin looked at Tianjian and remained silent.

For the sake of Tianjian, I owe Gu Yingjian to Gu Yingjian for taking it from him. Now I can't have two swords at the same time, let alone return it to Duan Qingming. That's an insult.

The eyes of the people beside him were cold and sharp, as if they knew everything, full of sarcasm.

Gu Pinglin sneered, and decisively withdrew his hand.

How about Heavenly Sword?What about Fan Jian?Gu Yingjian can be famous all over the world because of Duan Qingming, so naturally he can also be outstanding because of Gu Pinglin.

As soon as he thought about it, Tianjian seemed to be aware of his thoughts, and flew away decisively, falling into Li Moqing's hands, the dazzling edge disappeared in an instant, and became ordinary.

Li Moqing looked at Gu Pinglin, smiled and cupped his hands: "Accept."

"Congratulations, Brother Li," Gu Pinglin relieved, and also bowed his hands to him, supporting Duan Qingming, "Go back."

There was a congratulatory sound behind him.

There is nothing important to do next, Li Moqing was directly invited away by the people of Shengong Valley, all the monks were envious and disappointed, and began to choose their own swords, according to the rules, people who enter the valley can take away a sword, each person once Chance to draw a sword.There are swords everywhere in the valley, some are carefully forged by the sword master, and some are the practice works of the disciples. Every sword is inserted into the rock, and it is difficult to distinguish the quality. It is really a difficult problem for everyone. Fortunately, this is a miracle. Gu, no matter how bad things are, they won't be so bad.

Duan Qingming suffered serious internal injuries, so Gu Pinglin helped him walk out of the valley along the way he came. Unexpectedly, Hanying's twin swords also came out and walked behind the two of them. Probably because of this visual contrast, the eyes of the people around him began to change. It's weird, no wonder, the two are dressed in white and purple, and they are handsome, more conspicuous than Hanying's twin swords.

Duan Qingming became more and more interested, and leaned on Gu Pinglin with his whole body.

Gu Pinglin doesn't care too much about the cleansing of himself, but he doesn't intend to let this person succeed in his mischief, warning: "Duan Qingming!"

Duan Qingming looked back at Hanying's double swords: "Men like men, it's really interesting, the world is so big, there are no surprises."

Gu Pinglin was silent for a while, then said: "There are many such things in the world, so it's not surprising."

"Oh?" Duan Qingming was surprised, "You seem to have a good impression of them. Could it be that you also have this hobby?"

Gu Pinglin looked at him coldly.

"It's just a joke," Duan Qingming smiled and supported his shoulders, "You are really boring, Xiao Jiu."

Gu Pinglin paused: "Jokes can't make me forget that you went astray. You better have a reasonable reason. I don't want to hear such clumsy excuses as being careless."

"When did I ever find an excuse?" Duan Qingming stopped, and said with a smile, "Let me choose a sword first, they are all here, and I can't return empty-handed."

Gu Pinglin didn't say anything more.He missed the Heavenly Sword, so he naturally had to choose another one. The things in Shengong Valley are always better than those outside.

Jianxiu was born with the ability to sense swords, Duan Qingming hardly thought about it, he glanced around, and casually held a sword hilt on the mountain wall behind him: "Just this handle, I hope my luck will not be too bad."

The spirit sword came out, and the brilliance suddenly appeared.

The moment he saw it, Gu Pinglin froze.

I don't know how long it has been through wind and rain, and the hilt of the sword is covered with mud and moss, but the sword body is as white as snow, extremely sharp, glowing with the familiar cold light and cold air, clear and strange.

Ming Feng, the sword of Gu Pinglin in his previous life.