Taking the world as a bet, the whole world is probably only Chao Qingqiu has the courage to act like this.

This sword immortal has done a lot of things in the past years, both big and small, and small things can be ignored, but once a big thing is enough to make others in the world feel extremely shocked. Not to mention the truth hidden behind that incident, the fact is just like this on the surface.

After several things Qingqiu has done over the years, it was a shocking event just for Qingtian City to use its sword to cut the sky, and in the future, more so, Luoyang City killed more than one saint.

"If it is related to the rise and fall of a country, such a chess player can only be the one with the highest chess skills in the country. The so-called chess power does not mean the higher chess path, but the person who is good at calculating. My sword is the strongest in the world, but I am not the person who is most skilled in calculating. However, such a big thing can only be done by me personally."

He raised his head to Qingqiu, looked at the rain curtain and said, "If you make a bet on earth, you will not be grateful to everyone in the world. If you lose, you will become a sinner forever. It is not easy for anyone to do such a thankless thing."

Ye Changting also looked at the rain curtain, but did not answer immediately. Instead, he found a chair and sat down. After waiting for the woman's "later" tea to come up, Ye Changting picked it up and took a sip. Then he took a look and said, "Don't let it go, I am his only friend, why did you come up with such a thing?"

The woman was a little at a loss when she heard this. Although she was not a smart woman before, Ye Changting came several times. How could she not know what kind of person Ye Changting was? Such a sword fairy would be treated everywhere. She also understood this truth. She had good tea at home, but not many.

She was a little reluctant.

I can’t bear to give up naturally because of someone.

Chao Qingqiu didn't know why, but she fell in love with drinking tea in this life, so she prepared so many tea leaves, but at the beginning she just thought that she could only give those tea leaves to Chao Qingqiu.

He looked at her with a shy smile and smiled at Qingqiu's mouth.

The woman turned around reluctantly to prepare new tea leaves. Ye Changting then put down the tea cup and said, "This time, you seem to be much more comfortable than before."

He said to Qingqiu: "I hadn't practiced swords in my early years, and I felt it interesting to listen to the singing of the singers in the city, but those lyrics almost mean, like a next life now. Since I have a next life, why is it just like this life?"

Ye Changting breathed, "You are the only one who is qualified to be Chao Qingqiu."

This is to bring the problem back to the beginning.

Chao Qingqiu didn't say anything, he was waiting for his own cup of tea.

After a while, the woman naturally walked out with two cups of tea, but one big and one small, which was very obvious.

The big one is from Qingqiu, and the small one is from Ye Changting.

Put it in front of Ye Changting, picked up a large cup to Qingqiu naturally and took a sip.

Ye Changting looked at the scene and felt a little incredible.

He said to Qingqiu: "I have no chance of winning at all. If there is no chance of winning at all, then I will die by myself."

Ye Changting pressed the hilt of the sword and smiled, "Isn't this easy?"

Chao Qingqiu ignored him, but turned to look at the woman and asked softly: "Who can win the fight between the child and the old woman?"

This is not a particularly difficult question to answer, but the question itself is also a question.

The woman smiled shyly, but just shook her head. Chao Qingqiu was a sword immortal. She would not think Chao Qingqiu was just a simple sentence.

He glanced at Qingqiu and said, "Don't think too much. Sometimes it's not a good thing to think too much."

He said to Qingqiu: "We and them are just children and old women. It is hard to say who wins and loses."

Ye Changting was too lazy to say more. Chao Qingqiu had always been unclear about the matter outside the sky, and he was too lazy to ask again. If there was any problem in the future, it would be impossible to kill it with one sword.

If there is no problem, it will be better.

The rain has been falling, and there is no tendency to stop.

He drank tea at Qingqiu and talked a lot of gossip. Perhaps he didn't like to talk much before, so he talked a lot this time, but gossip was just gossip, which made Ye Changting very impatient when he heard it.

Ye Changting stayed patiently for another half an hour, and finally couldn't help it when he heard Qingqiu talking about many things in Luoyang City.

"Don't be impatient."

He smiled at Qingqiu, "The rain in Luoyang City began to fall. How could it be a simple rain? Now there is nothing we have to do with us, just watch it."

Ye Changting asked, "What are you looking at?"

He smiled at Qingqiu and said, "Of course, it depends on how I play this game of chess, or in other words, let's see how the chess pieces will be selected on this chessboard."

"It's just that no matter how you choose, it's not easy."

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The setting sun and the lone wild goose fly together, and the autumn water and the sky are the same color.

This is a famous line by a great poet. It describes a place in Gengyang in Liangxi. This place has beautiful scenery on earth. There are countless literati from all over the world who have come here, so naturally there are countless popular poems left behind. However, in these poems, I can't remember that sentence. It is a parallel prose, telling the story of a building.

The building is on the riverside. There were many people in the past, but now it is the flood season, and the water level on the riverside is much higher than usual. The building seems a bit lonely and dangerous, and few people dare to climb the tower to see the river view.

In addition, the flood this year is indeed a bit big, and the bottom floor has been flooded. Not to mention ordinary people, it may be difficult for even martial artists from the martial arts world to climb this building.

But now there are two people upstairs.

There was one with a gray hair and an old book on his waist, and the other one looked calm and looked a little fairy-like.

The two people who were aged apart looked at the older ones standing on the roof, and no one spoke.

The rolling river water never stopped from east to west. The two of them looked at the river water and showed any special expression.

The roar of the river cannot be said to be the atmosphere in the Jingdan Tower, but it can only be described as the word "Quiet".

The old man who puts an old book said, "That thing is still not guaranteed."

The middle-aged man with a solemn expression said, "There is no eternal secret in this world, and I have never regarded it as a secret. Now even if I can't hold it back, it doesn't matter. She can't change her path by herself."

"But if anyone wants to kill her, I will kill whom I will first."

The old man smiled slightly, "Your daughter, with such blood, can she be a vast ocean in the future? The Taoist sect should be pressed on her in the future. However, people cannot see through these things, so they are destined to cause an uproar again. Can you, the Taoist sect leader, be suppressed?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Some people dare to speak, some people dare to do things, but no one dares to say these things in front of me."

The old man smiled and said, "You are still like this, Ye Xiujing."

Who is Ye Xiujing? Naturally, he is the most important one among the Taoist saints.

Ye Sheng looked at the old man and said helplessly: "You Confucianism are dogs that do not speak but bite people."

Master Zhou smiled and said, "You speak really badly."

But I wasn't angry.

Both saints have already had such a high level, so they naturally won’t be serious about this kind of issue.

Ye Sheng looked at the rushing river and was silent for a long time, "Liang Yi was going to enter the clouds, so Dao Sect was the only one."

After Chao Qingqiu had a battle in Luoyang City and killed several saints, although the power in the world was not a reshuffle, it was already different from the time before. The Taoist sects and Confucianism now naturally needed new saints to appear to maintain the situation in the mountains and rivers.

For the Taoist sect, the master of the temple Liang is naturally the person who is most likely to enter the clouds. Now Ye Sheng appears here to meet Master Zhou, so it is naturally to solve this problem.

Liang also came to the forefront, and Confucianism was not allowed to send people to intercept and kill them.

This is what happened.

Then, one day, a certain Confucian monk enters the clouds, and the Taoist sect cannot take action, but this requires Master Zhou to provide a name.

Ye Sheng said: "No matter what the swordsman lineage is, he will never think about taking action, so you and I can negotiate this matter."

Master Zhou said: "Liang Yi is naturally close to the point, that is Su Ye."

A master and a master.

That's exactly that.

Ye Sheng said: "In addition to Liang Yi, there may be others in the Taoist sect."

Master Zhou smiled, "No need to say more, everyone depends on their ability."

After all, the foundation of Taoism is better than Confucianism. In addition to Liang Yi, there are other monks who can approach the last step. This is not a big deal or something that cannot happen. However, Confucianism does not, so Master Zhou cannot say anything else, only this is the case.

This is a helpless move.

Ye Sheng glanced at Master Zhou and said, "Sheng in a hundred years may be able to enter the vast ocean."

Master Zhou frowned and said, "With you and Liang Yi protecting her, what can we do?"

Ye Sheng didn't say anything.

Master Zhou said: "There are too many unknown things."

Ye Sheng no longer continued to say this, but said: "There is one more sword immortal in the swordsman lineage, so we need to get faster."

The battle in Xiaoyuancheng has not come to an end yet, but both of them already know.

"A Liuxiang six thousand years later, Ye Changting who came from nowhere, and two young men, the swordsman, began to shine."

Master Zhou sighed a little, as if he would soon see the scene of the swordsman becoming stronger again in the future.

"Now there is another sword immortal."

Ye Sheng looked at Jiang Shui with deep eyes, "The sword towards Qingqiu has indeed cut open a new world, and no one can match him."

Master Zhou reached out and pressed his hand on the book on his waist, "If he was still in the world, this world would be really scary."
Chapter completed!