Chang'an Sword Immortal, Li Qiu was defeated. He cleared the way in Chang'an City and took the step of becoming a Sword Immortal.

"I want to go up to the blue sky and see the bright moon." In terms of talent, who can compare with this person? Not to mention the other two sword immortals, even if the scope is expanded to all the monks in the human race, it seems that only Xia Daozu can surely win in terms of talent and talent.

His head.

He entered Taiyi at the age of eighteen and was born later, challenging sword cultivators all over the world. No matter whether he was in the same realm or across borders, he never failed, eclipsing all the young monks of that generation.

The majestic Chang'an City has stood for thousands of years, but on the Xuanwu Gate, the gateway to Chang'an, which can be called the facade of Daxia, there is still a sword mark made by him that no one dares to erase. How overbearing is it?

Later, some people regarded being defeated by the Chang'an Sword Fairy as an honor, and even took the initiative to challenge just to be defeated, which is really ridiculous."

"Tell me, which one of these three is not a celestial being? How can such a character be so easy to come by?" the old man surnamed Gu commented pertinently.

Gu Yake ignored the old man's nagging and said with a fascinated look on her face: "Sword Immortal, you are so handsome. I wonder if I will have a chance to meet you in this life."

"How can ordinary people like us have the chance to meet such a person?" the strong old man said, mercilessly attacking his young lady.

"Unless you practice hard and become a powerful monk, you may have a small chance to meet them..." The old man couldn't help but turn the conversation to "encouraging learning".

"Why bother? I can meet a sword cultivator first, and when he works hard to become a swordsman, then I will be the same as meeting a swordsman." Gu Ya joked with a smile.

"You..." The old man shook his head, feeling helpless towards his young lady.

Gu Ya went out for the first time, her mind was extremely active, and she remembered something again, "Grandpa Gu, who did you think that extremely handsome young man just now was?"

"It should be a sword cultivator." The old man thought carefully for a while and said this.

"Why do you say that? According to you, Grandpa Gu, shouldn't there be fewer sword cultivators in this area?"

"As far as temperament is concerned," the old man is of such age, and his travel experience is naturally not comparable to the quaintness of the caged bird. "Although it is a bit arbitrary to judge the identity of others based on their temperament, the accuracy rate is still 89% to 90%."

Once you meet more people, you will know that the temperament of a sword cultivator is completely different from that of the other five cultivators..."

The temperament of a swordsman?

Gu Ya feels very metaphysical.

"That sword cultivator is so confused. He dares to break into a place like this without a map, and he has to ask us for it." Gu Ya couldn't help but muttered.

"Fortunately, I met our young lady. Seeing that he was handsome, I just gave him a copy of the map. He didn't even want to accept payment." The old man said with a smile.

"Grandpa Gu, you are teasing me again," Gu Ya widened her eyes and blushed slightly, "It's not about going out, it's convenient for others, or it's convenient for yourself. Besides, the map doesn't cost anything, so it's not valuable at all. What's the point of it?

Receive payment from others..."

"There is nothing wrong with a young lady having a cold heart, but in the world of cultivation, monks don't have too much gratitude.

It's hard for good people to be rewarded well, and those who are too kind will not live long..." The old man continued to teach.
Chapter completed!