Legend of Swordsman - #5079 - Chapter 5079

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Jian Wushuang only feels overwhelmed by emotions, a kind of unspeakable excitement that has been long-lost appears again.

Even if the illusory hopes to pass again, it still appears, and it appears in the form of Heavenly Dao’s destiny.

Sancun Mountain, this illusory and extremely difficult place to find, was encountered in the form of a hit and a collision.

For a time, Jian Wushuang didn’t know what to do.

Although the immature discipline lying in the middle of the Huamang is quite nervous, it is more curious and longing.

Jian Wushuang, who appeared after breaking through the sky, gave him too much imagination.

Powerful, boundlessly powerful, makes his memory deep and hard to forget.

Clean up your mind, Jian Wushuang opened the mouth and said, “Here, is Xu Tuo’s retreat place?”

“Ah, Xu Tuo?” The immature discipline startled, “Who is he?”

Without waiting for him to speak again, the strong man who has been standing on the shore stepped forward and said, “Guest, why are you looking for my Master?”

Jian Wushuang hearing this secretly sighed in relief, and then said, “I am here to ask the master craftsman for some questions that have been plagued for many days.”

The strong man browses slightly wrinkle, “But my Master never meets guests easily, I am afraid you may not be able to see it if you go.”

“I still want to meet, otherwise, I will have trouble sleeping and eating.” Jian Wushuang said, and at the same time, Nan Xuan aside, solemnly arched his hands.

At this moment, a thin man secretly pulled the corner of the strong man’s clothes, and whispered, “First Senior Brother, you can’t take him. You don’t know how long the Master hasn’t seen a guest, I’m afraid I really want to Bring him over and the Master will anger us…”

“You didn’t see the little Junior Brother in his hands. If we don’t let go now, there will be disaster!” said the strong man.

The lean guy wanted to say more, but after sighed, he didn’t say much.

Immediately afterwards, he arched his hands and said, “If the visitor insists, I will naturally attract the visitor, but before then, can I put my little Junior Brother back?”

Jian Wushuang startled, only then was secretly thought confused and quickly sent the immature discipline back to the shore.

Didn’t expect as soon as he landed, the strong man directly raised his hand and gave him two sugar chestnuts on his head.

The immature disciple suddenly grieved, “First Senior Brother, what are you doing with me…”

“I will teach you later, I won’t remember anything!” the strong man said angrily.

Then he turned and arched his hands, “In that case, please come with us.”

Jian Wushuang nodded, picked up Nan Xuan who was still in a drowsy state, and followed along.

At this point, nearly fifty burly men, carrying a basket, are walking on the waterfront and toward the mountains.

The youngest and immature discipline walks at the end of the team, holding the blank sword in one hand and stroking his head with the other, muttering quietly, “It turns out that my Master’s name is Xu Tuo…”

Like a scroll of ink painting, Mo Shan stretches into the distance against the long water. Azure is the only main color.

Jian Wushuang carried Nan Xuan who was still asleep, and walked at the forefront of the team, alongside the strong man.

There is nothing to say all the way, but Jian Wushuang has grasped the details one after another during this period of time.

The arms of these accompanying men are extremely strong, and most of them have spark burn marks on the forearms, and there are shiny iron filings on the trouser legs. Will know when you see it is caused by cast iron over the years.

At the same time, these men also honored the master Xu Tuo as the master craftsman. Both the front and the side prove that this is Sancun Mountain.

“I don’t know the name of the guest?” The strong man finally said.

Jian Wushuang slightly nodded, “Sword word, Wushuang.”

“Sword, Master Sword,” he suddenly became embarrassed, “My Master has a weird temperament and has never been shown to the public. I am afraid it is not easy to ask for a visit.”

“Are there any obstacles?” Jian Wushuang asked.

The strong man is nodded, “Master has a weird temper, and he never showed it to the public, so he set up three barriers for leisure, and only after the three barriers can I see him.”

“Okay, I’ll do it,” he said, his eyes calm and he didn’t think it was making things difficult.

Jian Wushuang’s simplicity and calmness surprised the strong man. When he reacted, Jian Wushuang was already on the road alone.

All the men stayed where they were, staring at his back.

The lean man embraced his arms, his expression played with taste, “You said, he can really get through three levels?”

A man opened the mouth and said, “He can poke a hole in the sky, what else can stop him?”

At this time, a calm-faced man said, “Even if you poke a hole in the sky, you may not be able to break through the three levels of our Master.”

“Don’t forget, no cultivator has seen the real face of our Master.”

“But he looks like an unusual cultivator.”

“No matter how good he is, can he still be an immortal? Don’t forget, even if he is an immortal, he will be bound by Sancun Mountain.”

The strong man waved his hand, “Okay, don’t make any noise, now the most urgent task is to see the Master and let him make a decision.”

“Then let’s go, I always feel that something bad is happening.”

Along with the sound of footsteps, all the men disappeared in place, not at all entering the mountain.

……

This is a mountain, to be precise, a Sword Mountain!

Every hundred steps, there will be a sword, or a sword blank that can’t even be regarded as a sword is inserted diagonally into the ground, standing up forever.

A kind of unspeakable killing is sweeping through the despair.

Stepping into this magnificent and heavy Sword Mountain, Jian Wushuang became cautious.

If there is a mountain pass, then this Sword Mountain must be the first test. In order to be able to see the master craftsman Xu Tuo, he was extremely careful.

Looking very hard, just at the foot of the mountain, I inserted no less than a hundred thousand handle sword blank.

It’s just that the hundred thousand shank sword blanks are all iron, and will not resonate with the sword holder, and even no spiritual wisdom is born.

Walking here, Sword Array is magnificent, making Jian Wushuang think deeply.

He is speculating about who made these sword blanks without spiritual wisdom and why they were abandoned halfway.

At this moment, Nan Xuan woke up from his drowsiness, stretched out a long, lazy waist, his expression wilted, “Little friend, where is this place?”

Jian Wushuang was helpless, and then told him about the development of this misunderstanding.

Listen, Nan Xuan was surprised, “No way, is there such a coincidence?”

“Whether it is correct or not, always try to do it.”

After Jian Wushuang said these last words, he went straight ahead.

“Little friends wait for me.”

Sword Mountain is vast, shrouded in misty clouds.

The two walked forward firmly, not caring about the sword wind sweeping towards them.

Soon, Jian Wushuang, who was walking forward, discovered the clues in this Sword Mountain.

The sword blanks all over the foot of the mountain began to sparse gradually as they continued to rise.