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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty White Branches

Li Fuyao, who was walking and stopping, came to an Guanjia Ferry. The ferry that he encountered before was much larger in scale. It was the largest in the border of the Dayu Dynasty. Its name was grand and called the Immortal Ferry. The name was nice, but it was still a mess. Due to its size, many Jianghu Haoke liked to come here to take a boat, and occasionally there were some mountain monks. Jianghu Haoke Dayu Dynasty could still suppress it with force, but these mountain monks were mixed, and few officials dared not take it seriously, and even rarely even said ruthless words.

In addition to many passengers with poor pockets in their hands, these three forms the three types of people with the largest number of immortal ferry today.

Li Fuyao originally planned to go to the Qingshan Mountain to see if there was any hidden fish left by the Chunan. But after halfway through, he saw a group of people outside Qingshan Town, three or four, which was not many. However, the one in the team was a girl in gray clothes, with an ancient golden sword on her back. Among the rest were white-haired old men, middle-aged women with charm, and middle-aged men with ordinary appearance and extremely calm appearance.

However, all four of them were carrying a sword on their backs, long swords, short swords, soft swords, hard swords, and all the swords.

Li Fuyao took a look from a distance and found out briefly that these four people were not swordsmen who had already embarked on the road of cultivation, but were just a group of martial artists in the world, but they still did not look down on them, but instead felt a little kind.

When Li Fuyao changed his mind and wanted to leave the Dayu border and go to Yanling, he met this group of people again at this Immortal Ferry.

The group happened to go to Yanling, so they boarded the same big ship.

Before boarding the boat, Li Fuyao, who was carrying a sword box, did not deliberately pay attention to the group, but the group seemed to have noticed Li Fuyao in a blue shirt.

After getting on the boat, Li Fuyao was anxious to enter the room to rest, but instead stood on the side of the bow railing, looking at the river thinking.

There are many people on the bow, so they will naturally have mixed mouths.

Li Fuyao stood at the bow of the boat for only half a quarter of an hour and almost knew the situation of the six people.

Among the four, except for the gray-clothed girl with a golden ancient sword carrying a poor martial arts skills, the other three were famous masters on the Dayu border.

Three famous martial artists in the world, Li Gu, the white-haired old man, are known as swordsman. They are well-known among the many swordsmen in Dayu. The middle-aged woman Lan Ze, who is still charming, was called the sword fairy by the Dayu River when she was young. It is said that not only has fairy skills, but also looks like a fairy. She is also an amazing swordsman.

As for the middle-aged man, he was named Yang Qinglong, carrying a soft sword, and his reputation was even higher than that of the sword-demonic Li Gu, because this man used a sword to challenge the Dayu River and the world with his sword. He went through thirty moves under the men of Wang Bai, who was known as the swordsman who was so high that he was in the sky, before he was defeated. Therefore, this person has always been said to be the swordsman who is most likely to reach the top of the swordsman in a hundred years after Wang Bai.

However, Yang Qinglong's sword path is higher than that, but his name is still much worse than that. Not to mention Wang Bai, just the sword snail Li Gu is not comparable to Yang Qinglong.

Everyone in the Dayu River and the West knew that Wang Bai, who was more powerful than the sky, was already invincible in the swordsmanship, so no one thought about asking for advice. Therefore, Yang Qinglong became famous after he plucked up his courage to use the sword once, and was nowhere to be the least popular.

Too boring and single.

On the contrary, there are some simple statements.

Lan Ze, the sword fairy who had not spoken, said, "What's the matter? Just try it. It's just that you are old sword idiot, or you are Yang Qinglong, you are the swordsman who can compete with Wang Bai, or you are a mediocre woman, you have to ask the lady to decide!"

Li Gu was speechless. He had no objection to this. This young man didn't seem to be a thrust idea. It's not too much for anyone to go. But how to choose depends on Bai Zhi, the next sect leader who was sure of the sword sect. Now it is a consideration for her, how to use people. The current girl Bai Zhi can be without any scruples, and the later sect leader Bai Zhi must be able to be dispatched.

This decision was actually quite convincing to these three people.

Bai Zhi raised his head and spoke calmly, "Uncle Yang is the most gentle person and treats people well on weekdays. This time Uncle Yang is very good to go there. If you find any problems, you don't have to report it. Uncle Yang can deal with it by himself."

Li Gu's face was expressionless, and Lan Ze's face showed a smile.

Yang Qinglong laughed and quickly responded to this matter.

Bai Zhi's choice can be said to be the safest method. Yang Qinglong treats people and things the most important among the three. Therefore, even if the negotiations are not reached, the Wenjian Sect will not be too bad at that time.

If Li Gu went there, maybe a disagreement would be the situation where Li Gu set out his sword. With the temper of this old swordsman and his sword cultivation, maybe the young man would die here even if he had a noble identity.

It is actually not a wise move to get into the Zangjian Gate, especially the Zangjian Gate, which owns Wang Bai.

That Dayu swordsman with a high swordsmanship is really not something that anyone can provoke.

In the Dayu River and Lake, although Wang Bai is not the strongest, no martial artist at his age can be regarded as his Wang Bai's opponent.

Especially in the swordsmanship, Wang Bai is the well-deserved leader of the swordsmanship.

The three of them dispersed, and Li Gu began to close his eyes and rest. A martial artist like him must always cultivate his energy, otherwise he would be slow to go downhill in the future.

Back at Baizhi's room, the sword fairy Lan Ze sat down and said straight to the point: "Miss, Li Gu, you have to be careful."

Bai Zhi frowned, without saying anything to evade Lan Ze, but said, "He is the most respected guest servant of the master, and his swordsmanship is not low. Now this trip is protected by him. It makes sense that my aunt wants Bai Zhi to beware of Grandpa Li now."

Lan Ze frowned and said, "Actually, the lady must know what kind of person Li Gu is, but she doesn't want to believe it. Lan Ze has no other intentions about asking the Sword Sect. Therefore, if Li Gu suddenly attacks later, Lan Ze will definitely die in front of the lady."

Lan Ze is tantamount to confessing his loyalty.

Bai Zhi was still unmoved and said calmly: "Auntie, Bai Zhi understands her feelings, but she can't just guess Grandpa Li is. Bai Zhi pretends that she has never heard of what she said today, so Auntie will go out."

Lan Ze was still thinking about saying something, but after opening his mouth, he still didn't say anything.

In the end, she had to leave.

After she left, Bai Zhi took out three secret bags, which were the comments from the old sect leader to the three.

I have seen all the white branches.

Three people commented, two people were harsh words.

There is only one person who comments on "a gentle temperament, a clear sword heart, and no two hearts".
Chapter completed!
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