Lu Qingshan walked to the front of Mount Tai. Gu Yiyi stared at Lu Qingshan's back.
"Young Master, you seem to be very popular with little girls." Qin Yitian's faint voice sounded in Lu Qingshan's mind.
Lu Qingshan stopped abruptly. After thinking for a while, he explained, "Gu Yiyi gives me a very strange feeling. It makes me less wary of her."
Qin Yitian reminded him, "I don't think this is the first time you've had this feeling."
"Not the first time?" Lu Qingshan knew that Qin Yitian was hinting at something.
However, two out of ten days had passed. Ji Chuan's whereabouts were unknown, and the Boundary Wall had not been found. He had no time to think about other things.
The most important thing right now was to meet the Hell Overlord.
Lu Qingshan no longer hesitated. He looked at the yellow clouds of Mount Tai and said loudly, "Lu Qingshan, a sword cultivator from the human world, has mistakenly entered the Land of Reincarnation. I would like to meet the Hell Overlord."
His voice was loud, but Mount Tai was tens of thousands of feet high. It seemed difficult to transmit his voice.
However, Lu Qingshan was sure that the Hell Overlord would hear him.
Lu Qingshan stood at the foot of the mountain, waiting for the Hell Overlord's reply.
Moments later, the dim yellow clouds of Mount Tai Mountain began to roll, and a long narrow mountain path appeared in front of Lu Qingshan.
"I'm at the top of the mountain. If you can walk up, I'll meet you." A distant voice came from nowhere, echoing between heaven and earth.
Lu Qingshan looked at the long mountain path. It was winding and winding, and he could not see the end of it.
He took a deep breath and did not shrink back or hesitate. He walked confidently into the mountain path.
Why would a sword cultivator be afraid of the difficulty of climbing a mountain?
Lu Qingshan took a step forward. The rolling yellow clouds quickly enveloped him.
A small force appeared out of nowhere and pushed Gu Yiyi, who had found the right time to fly over and climb the mountain with Lu Qingshan.
Gu Yiyi had failed to sneak in and could only grit her teeth.
The moment he entered the mountain path, Lu Qingshan felt his entire soul start to rumble.
Amidst the rumbling, Lu Qingshan seemed to see the indistinct figure of a Confucian scholar. This Confucian scholar gently extended a finger and tapped the space between his eyebrows.
Then, Lu Qingshan's consciousness went blank amidst the rumbling. He didn't know anything.
On the peak of Mount Dai, the eyes of the middle-aged Confucian scholar were filled with boundless wisdom and depth.
He looked at Lu Qingshan, who was still moving forward step by step on the mountain path, and murmured, "This is the Path of Reflection left behind by the most talented swordsmen who entered the Yellow Springs Realm. I don't know if you can reach the end …"
.....
Lu Qingshan felt a splitting headache, and his memories were in disarray.
After a long time, he woke up and regained his consciousness.
His name was Lu Qingshan, and he was currently climbing Mount Tai.
He looked around. This was also a mountain path, but peach blossoms were blooming beside the path. It was a beautiful sight.
It was completely different from the narrow mountain path of Mount Dai.
'Is this an illusion?'
Lu Qingshan murmured.
'This seems to be an illusion.'
Under normal circumstances, what he needed to do now was to find a flaw in the illusion and walk out of it.
Suddenly, Lu Qingshan was stunned.
The reason for that was because many scenes were flashing before his eyes.
.....
In the beginning of the year, politics were smooth and people were at peace.
This country called Yue entered an unprecedented period of peace and prosperity under the rule of the current emperor.
As the saying went, heroes were born in troubled times.
When the country's fortune declined, the Jianghu flourished. When the country's fortune flourished, the Jianghu flourished.
In this era, the prohibition of violence was almost completely eradicated. The heroes who used to dominate the Jianghu had also retired.
His name was Li Zhao, and he lived with his master in a dilapidated thatched cottage on a dilapidated mountain outside the town.
His master was proficient in swordsmanship, and had wanted to pass down his swordsmanship to him since he was young.
But Li Zhao did not want to learn.
He liked romance, poetry, eating, drinking, playing, and everything in the world. The only thing he didn't like was that cold sword.
His master patiently told him stories of swordsmen who dominated the Jianghu, hoping to change his mind.
Finally, he was fed up.
"There are no romantic swordsmen in this world."
His master hurriedly said, "There are, there are. Back then, the number one sword in the Jianghu, Sword God Li, dominated the world with his sword and suppressed three armies. In the palace, under the current emperor's command, he saved the innocent crown prince of the previous dynasty …"
Li Zhao rolled his eyes. "How is the crown prince of the previous dynasty innocent? Under the previous dynasty's rule, the people did not have enough to eat or wear. It was because the current emperor overthrew the previous dynasty that the people were able to live a good life.
If you ask me, this Sword God is just meddling in other people's business. Isn't it better for the previous dynasty's crown prince to die? Otherwise, ten or twenty years later, when the previous dynasty's crown prince grows up and wants to restore Zhao, wouldn't the people's peaceful life be destroyed again? "
The previous dynasty was called Zhao.
Hearing Li Zhao's words, his master was stunned for a long time. He did not say anything for a while and sighed. "If you don't want to learn, then don't learn …"
From then on, his master never forced Li Zhao to learn the sword.
This was something that Li Zhao could not wish for.
But after his master really stopped forcing him, for some reason, Li Zhao felt a wave of frustration in his heart.
"If I want to learn the sword, then so be it. You're my master. If you want me to learn, how can I refuse? Why do you have to discuss it with me?" Li Zhao went to his master in a fit of pique.
His master hugged his sword, a light that had never appeared on his face before. "You really want to learn?"
Li Zhao nodded. "Learn."
"I'm your only disciple. If I don't learn, won't your swordsmanship be lost?" Li Zhao mocked.
His master thought for a while and said seriously, "Compared to your wish, losing the swordsmanship is nothing."
Li Zhao began to learn the sword.
Li Zhao, who was unwilling to learn the sword, was actually as talented as his master had said.
In less than five or six years, Li Zhao had learned 70 to 80 percent of his master's swordsmanship.
On this day, before he went down the mountain, his master handed him the sword that he usually treasured.
"This sword is called Innocence. Cherish it. No matter who asks you for it, don't give it to them."
Li Zhao smiled and said, "It's just a sword."
His master did not say anything. His face was serious.
Li Zhao gradually stopped smiling and promised his master, "I will."
.....
Lu Qingshan lowered his head and looked at the sword in his hand.
There were two words engraved on the hilt.
Innocence.
At this moment, Lu Qingshan understood.
He had become the swordsman named Li Zhao in the image.
Lu Qingshan waved the sword in his hand slightly.
It was like an arm. It was really a sharp weapon.
But he felt that something was wrong.
His cultivation base had completely disappeared at this moment.
What was going on?
Lu Qingshan called out to Qin Yitian in his heart.
There was no response.
He panicked for a moment.
But the scene of his conversation with Qin Yitian flashed through his mind.
"The one who controls the cycle of life and death, the Yellow Spring Hell Overlord's will will be a ruler.
Young Master, you have not reached the cycle of reincarnation yet. You have only accidentally entered the Yellow Spring Realm.
So even if the Yellow Spring Hell Overlord is unwilling to help you, he will not make things difficult for you. "
The Yellow Spring Hell Overlord would not make things difficult for him.
Although the illusion was strange, it was definitely not a fatal trap.
So, this should be a test.
Climbing the mountain was difficult!
He would take it one step at a time and see what the Yellow Spring Hell Overlord wanted.
Lu Qingshan quickly went down the mountain with Innocence in his hand.
.....
On the mountain.
After five or six years of learning swordsmanship on the mountain, Lu Qingshan went down the mountain to take a look. He found that the peaceful era in Li Zhao's memory was already showing signs of chaos.
The current emperor was a sentimental person. After ascending to the throne, he rewarded the meritorious officials who followed him to destroy the previous dynasty with great rewards and promotions.
The meritorious officials knew that it was not easy to establish a dynasty, so they did things according to the rules. However, their children had not experienced those days of bloody battles. They only knew how to be arrogant and despotic, causing the people to suffer.
If it was said that the peak of prosperity was followed by a decline, then this decline came too quickly.
He had just entered the first city when Lu Qingshan saw the young prince of the Julu Royal Family galloping on a horse on the streets.
Not far in front of the horse, there was a panic-stricken little girl.
The next moment, tragedy befell the world.
Lu Qingshan frowned. He saved the little girl from the horse's hooves by a hair's breadth, but he also overturned the young prince's horse.
The young prince fell off the horse and was furious. He sent his servant to teach Lu Qingshan a lesson.
Although he had lost his spiritual power, his swordsmanship was still there. Lu Qingshan taught the young prince a lesson instead. He severed the young prince's hamstring so that he could no longer ride a horse.
Lu Qingshan left in a carefree manner.
In order to find the exit of the illusion realm, Lu Qingshan roamed the world. When he encountered injustice, he would help. With his swordsmanship, he made a name for himself in the vast Jianghu and was hailed as the number one sword in the world.
Being famous had its advantages, but it also had its disadvantages.
This was because this reputation had reached the ears of the current emperor.
The current emperor had fought his way out of the Yue Country on the battlefield. He had spent his life on the battlefield and was a person who loved martial arts.
The Julu Royal Family hated Lu Qingshan for severing his son's hamstring. The sword in Lu Qingshan's hand was the number one sword in the world.
The emperor was delighted.
On this day, the imperial eunuch found Lu Qingshan to pass on the emperor's imperial edict.
"His Majesty is willing to buy the sword in your hand with a thousand gold and a generous reward," the imperial eunuch said.
The eunuch waved his hand, and people carried over several large chests. When the chests were opened, they were filled with dazzling gold.
Lu Qingshan closed his eyes, unwilling to hand over the sword.
"His Majesty is the ruler of the world. It is your honor that he has taken a fancy to your sword. How dare you disobey the imperial edict?" The imperial eunuch's expression gradually turned cold.
"A swordsman's sword is his life. I cannot give it to him," Lu Qingshan said.
"I don't know if your sword is your life, but I know that if you don't give it to him, His Majesty will take your life," the imperial eunuch threatened.
Lu Qingshan shook his head.
The imperial eunuch could not take it anymore. He took a few steps back and ordered, "Men, kill him!"
In addition to the gold, the imperial eunuch also brought an entire army.
Lu Qingshan naturally realized that he was surrounded by the army.
But he still chose to refuse.
This was because the sword protected the swordsman. When necessary, the swordsman naturally had to protect the sword.
First, there was a volley of arrows, followed by a light cavalry charge.
Lu Qingshan's swordsmanship had reached the pinnacle of the world, but ordinary swordsmanship could not defy the heavens. He was bathed in blood and slaughter. After struggling to break out of the encirclement, he was severely injured.
Half a year later, his injuries were incurable, and his breath was weak.
He still could not find the exit of the illusion.
He knew that he would not die, but since he could not find the exit, it meant that he had failed this test.
Lu Qingshan felt a little regretful, but there was nothing he could do.
He decided to go back to the mountain and see his master one last time before he died.
It was still the same mountain path filled with peach blossoms. As he walked, Lu Qingshan realized that the clouds were swirling, and the scenery was changing drastically.
He was back to the narrow mountain path in Mount Tai.
A person appeared in front of him, holding a sword.
A Pure Sword.
The figure gradually became clearer.
Li Zhao.
Lu Qingshan was stunned. He looked at himself.
He had already returned to his original appearance. Spiritual power flowed in his body.
"Young Master, what happened to you just now?" Qin Yitian's voice sounded in his mind. "I kept calling you, but you didn't answer."
Lu Qingshan shook his head and comforted Yitian. "It's nothing."
Then, Lu Qingshan stepped forward and cupped his hands at Li Zhao.
Li Zhao looked at Lu Qingshan and did not speak for a long time.
Lu Qingshan waited silently.
After a long time, he finally spoke. "What's your name?"
"Lu Qingshan."
"Lu Qingshan …" Li Zhao murmured. His emotions were complicated.
After a while, Li Zhao spoke again. "The Emperor wanted to play with a sword, but it's a dead object. Why would he rather die than give it to him?"
"Because I'm a swordsman."
"A swordsman?" Li Zhao frowned.
"A true swordsman must have something in his heart that he wants to protect. It can be a sword, a person, or even the entire world," Lu Qingshan said calmly. "Since it's my sword, I have to protect it well."
Li Zhao was deep in thought. After a long silence, he sighed. "No matter how talented I am in swordsmanship, no matter how good my swordsmanship is, I can't be a proper swordsman without a heart of protection."
"I understand." Li Zhao nodded and thanked Lu Qingshan. "Thank you."
Then, Li Zhao waved his hand.
A light appeared in front of Lu Qingshan.
The same scene, the same messenger eunuch, the same gold, and the same army.
Faced with this difficult choice, Li Zhao hesitated for a long time.
His master had told him that he could not give this sword to anyone.
But in this situation, was he really going to risk his life for a sword, a dead object?
He was not sure.
After thinking for a long time, Li Zhao handed over the sword in his hand.
One month later.
The messenger eunuch led an army and surrounded Li Zhao.
Li Zhao was furious. Didn't he hand over the sword in his hand?
The messenger eunuch smiled coldly and did not speak.
At the moment of life and death, his master appeared with a sword in his hand. The sword intent penetrated his bones.
A white-haired old swordsman with a domineering aura slashed at the cavalry.
The messenger eunuch pointed at Li Zhao's master and said in a trembling voice, "Sword God Li."
Sword God Li was the most outstanding person in Zhao.
He once defeated the entire martial arts world of Zhao with a single sword strike and was treated as an honored guest by the Zhao emperor.
That year, the current emperor of Yue revolted and won many battles. In the end, he killed his way into the palace of Zhao.
It was Sword God Li who suppressed the three armies with his sword and saved the innocent Crown Prince of the former dynasty, who was still in his swaddling clothes, from the hands of the current emperor in the imperial palace. He saved the last bloodline of the Zhao State.
Li Zhao was the Crown Prince of the previous dynasty.
Naivety was Sword God Li's sword.
After Li Zhao offered Naivety to the current emperor of Yue, the emperor of Yue saw the sword and understood Li Zhao's background.
In order to eliminate the root of the problem, the emperor of Yue sent a large army to kill Li Zhao.
That day, Sword God Li killed 1,300 enemies in one breath and died of exhaustion.
Li Zhao also died.
.....
"I did not keep my promise to my master and did not protect the Naivety. In the end, my master died for me." Li Zhao looked at Lu Qingshan and said, "You did better than me. You are a true sword cultivator."
Li Zhao moved aside and said softly, "Let's continue."
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