There is no never-ending feast.

On the Lancang River, the breeze blows slowly and the water is calm.

Although they were only together for a very short period of time, Lu Qingshan's excitement was inevitable when he saw with his own eyes that Li Qiubei's sword was unstoppable wherever he went, and witnessed the method of that god's sword.

For his junior, Li Qiubei, who was the undisputed leader in swordsmanship, definitely took great care of him.

The influence Li Qiubei brought to him was definitely not only the return of the spring breeze and the "carp jumping over the dragon's gate" in the second chapter, but more importantly, it made him truly realize what a swordsman is.

"The trend of great changes." Looking back on his experiences during this period, Lu Qingshan couldn't help but feel a little lost.

It is now the seventh year of Tianyuan.

In the previous life, this period of time could only be regarded as the early stage of the game. Players had just ended the Corpse Puppet Rebellion and went to develop in various provinces in the Southern Territory. Even the Seven Domains Theory had not yet been opened.

In Lu Qingshan's impression, until he came to this world, he had never had the memory of Li Qiu's defeat and returning the sword to Beicang.

And obviously, Li Qiubei's sword master's handiwork will soon spread throughout the seven regions.

There is a huge contradiction between these.

It was because at that time the player's scope of activities was limited to the Southern Territory, their strength and status were low, and the news was blocked, so this news was not heard.

Or, because of his arrival and the butterfly effect, things that should not have happened happened, or in other words, things that should have happened later happened earlier.

Lu Qingshan didn't know what the situation was.

In short, he clearly realized that to this day, the memory of the plot in his previous life has only a trivial reference function for him, and he must not rely on it.

In fact, he had already clearly realized this in Zhenjiang City.

Every occurrence has a strict logical chain, which affects the whole body.

Unless nothing is done, as long as one of the links is moved, the situation will change and various chain reactions will inevitably occur.

Li Qiubai's trip was to find King Qing to investigate the fact that the three cities were empty and the human race appeared in the Demonic Domain.

This is a cancer that has existed in the human race for thousands of years, and only strong medicine can eradicate it.

However, Lu Qingshan does not have the ability to participate in the events involved in existence of this level.

There are only a few people in the world who can get involved, and Li Qiubei is one of them.

Lu Qingshan had unreasonable trust in Chang'an Sword Immortal.

With only the realm of swordsmanship, he can exert the fighting power of a swordsman with the eight realms of cultivation. It is conceivable that Li Qiubei's current knowledge of swordsmanship is profound.

Lu Qingshan overlooks the water and moon in the river.

My life has been smooth sailing, and I have never encountered any bottlenecks until I reached the Sword Fairyland, which is unattainable in the eyes of the world, and then I found that everything fell into place.

Then he broke his sword path, his ears were covered with dust, and he fell into the sword fairyland.

After traveling in the mortal world for thousands of years, the realm of swordsmanship has reached the ninth level.

Tai'an City broke the armor with one leaf, Shuiyuntai cut off the river with one finger, and Beicang City borrowed thousands of swords to defeat Emperor Wu.

The Sword Immortal of the Chang'an Year was still able to write unprecedented feats in the Tianyuan Year.

It's not that the Sword Immortal is better than the Sword Immortal.

If Li Qiubei clears the way again and advances to the Nine Realms, what will it be like and what kind of grand spectacle will it be?

Is it possible to touch the legendary ancestral realm?

Perhaps in the established plot, the hope for the future of the human race is the Chang'an Sword Immortal?

Lu Qingshan murmured.

There was such a huge disparity in strength between the two races, humans and demons. In his opinion, there were only two possibilities for victory.

One is the return of Xia Daozu, and the other is the emergence of another ancestral realm monk from the human race.

Qingcheng.

"Prince Qing, Shuiyuntai and Beicang City failed to stop him, and they couldn't even delay Li Qiubei for too long." The black shadow said solemnly.

"He can return to Sword Immortal at any time, but he still lacks some energy." Prince Qing squinted his eyes, turned his eyes, and looked solemn.

"Li Qiubei, Li Qibei, no matter how high you think of him, you still underestimate his talent." He couldn't help but say.

With his level as Emperor Martial, and based on a little judgment based on intelligence information, how could he not understand Bai Li Qiubei's current situation.

Self-destruction of swordsmanship is tantamount to a denial of oneself.

To find a way out again is much more difficult than the first time.

But even under such harsh conditions, Li Qiubei still did it.

And this time, his way is so powerful that it is immeasurable.

Who can deny Li Qiubai's talent?

"Prince Qing, if Chang'an Sword Immortal really returns to Sword Immortal, is it very likely that he will be promoted to the ancestral realm?" The black shadow hesitated for a moment and said slowly.

If it is not broken, it cannot be established; if it is broken, it will be established.

"Who knows?" King Qing sneered, "Their sword cultivators are following a path that defies heaven and is contrary to the way of heaven. Every path has been developed step by step by countless sword cultivators.

However, no sword cultivator has ever reached the ancestral realm, and no one knows if one can really reach the ancestral realm by going against the will of heaven, and what thresholds they will encounter."

Swordsmanship is an unknown path, it is full of infinite possibilities, and it is also full of countless uncertainties.

But the paths to the ancestral realm of the other five sects of monks are visible, right there.

Which one is lighter and which one is more important is self-evident.

When King Qing said this, Heiying nodded in agreement and strengthened his belief again.

"Li Qiubei, who asked about the situation, may come to visit him soon. Is Prince Qing ready?" the black shadow asked again.

Prince Qing nodded coldly, "I prepared three levels for Li Qiubei from the beginning.

Although the first two levels did not stop him at all, this last level will definitely stop him."

The last hurdle he set for Li Qiubei would be to build the plank road openly and covertly attack Chen Cang. He would temporarily divert Li Qiubei's attention in a self-destructive way and buy him a short preparation time.

It is obviously unrealistic to challenge Li Qiubei at this time, so he can only use clever methods.

"No matter how big the sacrifice and effort is now, as long as it can be accomplished by then, it will be worth it." A hint of madness flashed in Prince Qing's eyes.

"What's the situation over there?" Prince Qing asked with concern after calming down a little.

That is the most important part of this plan. If it fails there, no matter how well it is done here, it will all be in vain.

"Proceed as planned, it should be a little faster than the original time." Black Shadow said.

"That's good." Prince Qing exhaled, his eyes dark.

"Prince Qing, do you really want to let the tiger into the mountains?" When thinking of Prince Qing's plan this time, Heiying was still a little trembling.

In fact, it is more than just letting the tiger into the mountains.

"The Ancestral Realm is not so easy to enter. If you want to gain something, you have to get something out." Prince Qing's eyelids drooped slightly and he sneered: "Everything will go according to the original plan. I will make good preparations first and give our Chang'an Sword Immortal

Let’s put on a bitter trick.”

In the abyss.

Roar

A faint roar echoed.

"Sure enough, I read it right. His luck is immeasurable. It would be better if he has more luck. If I wait for him for a while, he must not be ashamed of my expectations, haha..."

The low roars were mixed with a few murmurs, and the greediness was evident in them.

Beyond the abyss, there is also a hidden place, where the mist flows and all the scenery is hazy and unreal.

At this time, the mist takes shape, as if a movie is played backwards, forming various scenes that play backwards at extremely fast speeds.

Everything seems like an illusion.

Finally, the mist freezes and forms a human figure.

"Lu Qingshan." A deep voice sounded.

"According to the intelligence, this person has clearly died once. How did he reappear now?"

"The done deal is done. What we should be more concerned about is how much we have been exposed." Another voice sounded.

"Maybe the situation is already very bad. Didn't people here say a few days ago that there seem to be many pairs of eyes staring at us recently? Now it seems that the cause is very likely to be here."

"How do the soldiers and demons do things? Even a small sword cultivator can't kill him?" A strange beast with six eyes made a human voice, and all six eyes shone with disdain.

"They heard that a big event happened. The divine soldiers of the Zhen clan finally reappeared in the world after hundreds of thousands of years." A gray figure shrouded in the mist said indifferently at this time.

This topic suddenly attracted everyone's attention.

"Ah?!" Another person couldn't help but exclaimed softly.

In the shadow of the famous tree, the Demon Lord of the Mang Cang used his magic sword to look around, leaving an indelible memory in the history of all races.

They are fully fearful of the power of the magic sword.
To be continued...