Saying that, he stretched out his hand and said:

"Brother Chen, please."

"Let's go first to the mountain, and it's not too late to have a long talk."

"good!"

Chen Qingyu readily complied and immediately followed Wang Pojun's back, turned into a light, and flew into the Liangshan Mountains along Jianmen.

Many figures in the distance watched his back go away, but they did not disperse, and were still discussing on the spot.

After passing through the gate:

The eyes suddenly opened up, and when you raised your eyes, there were many large and small steep hills, and many sword lights came and went, flying endlessly.

Take a closer look:

Between the many hills, there are also cliffs, and on almost every cliff, there are two figures, fighting and killing each other under the control of the sword light.

"Clang!" "Clang!"...

Intense metal collisions and the sound of flying swords fighting, densely packed, almost resounded throughout Liangshan.

"As expected of the Liangshan Wang Clan."

Seeing this, Chen Qingyu exclaimed:

"This sword fighting scene can only be seen on the top of Liangshan Mountain."

Within the Liangshan Wang Clan, sword fighting became a common practice, and it was well-known throughout the barren land.

Especially the direct line of the Wang family:

It is said that on Liangshan, swords are fought every day, a small competition every three days, a big competition every month, and the swordsmanship and swordsmanship have long been immersed in the bone marrow.

To stand on the top of Liangshan, it is impossible if you are not skilled in swordsmanship.

Under such a system, all status, power, and treatment must be won by flying swords in their hands, and those with weaker strengths must be eliminated by fierce competition.

In the same way, the person who can stand out in this fierce fight must be a super genius who is extremely proficient in fighting skills and has a particularly powerful combat power.

"Brother Chen is rude."

Wang Pojun smiled slightly and said:

"These are just at the foot of Liangshan Mountain. They are all clansmen from the Blood Sea Realm and the Golden Bridge Realm."

"Going up, you can see the scene of 'Thousand Swords and Dragons'."

Chen Qingyu smiled and said:

"Then I'll get to know you better."

Now:

Wang Pojun led the way, followed by Chen Qingyu, followed by a group of members of the Wang family who came to greet him.

Fly along the main peak of Liangshan all the way:

As Wang Pojun said, the higher the Liangshan Mountain, the more fierce the fighting with flying swords. The bright sword lights flashing on the cliffs and the vertical and horizontal sword Qi are connected with each other. Dragon.

The wonder of this scene, its great momentum, and the thousands of atmospheres!

Of course, the cliffs here are all surrounded by formations without exception, otherwise, the entire Liangshan would have been smashed into ruins by fighting swords every day.

"It's amazing..."

Chen Qingyu secretly exclaimed in his heart, and followed Wang Pojun all the way up.

After half an hour, the two visited many resorts along the main peak before arriving in a quaint and solemn palace.

"Brother Chen."

Wang Pojun pointed to the palace and said:

"This is the 'Tianjian Pavilion' that entertains foreign guests. The place is shabby, and I can only temporarily wrong Brother Chen."

"Brother Chen is in Liangshan during this time, if there is a need, just instruct the servants."

Chen Qingyu nodded slightly and said:

"It's work."

Wang Pojun smiled and said:

"Come on, let's go in and talk."

"Ok."

Chen Qingyu responded and walked into the Tianjian Pavilion together with Wang Pojun.

And many members of the mission, who welcomed Chen Qingyu here, also completed the task and dispersed.

After Chen Qingyu and Wang Pojun entered the hall, they went to a hall, where the guests and the host were seated, and Chen Qingyu said:

"It seems that Brother Wang has had a good time this time."

He can keenly perceive:

The current Wang Pojun, and the previous him before Tianjian Mountain, have undergone earth-shaking changes.

In the past, Wang Pojun was restrained, sharp-edged and taciturn.

But at this moment, he is open-minded and extraordinary, and between his gestures, he really has the style of a holy place.

"It's a long story."

Wang Pojun sighed with emotion, suddenly stood up, and gave Chen Qingyu a deep salute:

"Wang can have everything he has today, thanks to Brother Chen."

"Brother Chen's kindness and great virtue, Wang will never forget it, but I don't know what year and month will I be able to repay it."

Chen Qingyu's expression changed, and he got up quickly and said:

"Brother Wang is serious, please sit down quickly."

After the two were seated again, Wang Pojun said slowly:

"The day when the Taihe Mountains were separated, after I returned to the clan, I became the fifth-generation Daozi of my Wang family because of the inheritance of the holy king."

"My father's case back then was also ordered to be thoroughly investigated because of my identity. Finally, the grievance was reconciled, and the genealogy was re-recorded and placed in the ancestral hall to enjoy incense worship."

As he spoke, his eyes became slightly moist:

"It's my long-cherished wish to make Brother Chen laugh. When my father was rehabilitated, I burst into tears and was full of ugliness."

"Brother Wang is wrong."

Chen Qingyu shook his head, with a solemn look on his face:

"You have rehabilitated your father, and you have been running for many years. You are the one who moved the heavens through filial piety."

"Once you get what you want, even if you lose your way, it's human nature. Who has the right to laugh at you?"

Wang Pojun glanced at him gratefully, and then said slowly:

"My father's injustice, Zhaoxue, I was able to untie the knot, and with the help of the inheritance of the holy king, I made rapid progress in swordsmanship, a thousand miles a day."

"That is, not long ago, at the Sword Fighting Ceremony, I overwhelmed many of my fellow clansmen and competed with the elders of the previous generation, and the Daozi identity was finally widely recognized within the clan and stood firm."

After speaking, he paused, looked at Chen Qingyu and said:

"Brother Chen's purpose for coming here, I, the upper class of Wang's family, have already known in advance and have been preparing for it for a long time."

"Is it?"

When Chen Qingyu heard the words, he immediately became refreshed and asked:

"Then when can I enter Jianshan and get my flying sword?"

Wang Pojun opened his mouth and replied:

"Jianshan has always been a forbidden area for my Wang family. It will only be opened once every ten years. The step-by-step ceremony is very cumbersome and requires the cooperation of the entire mountain protection formation."

"After learning that Brother Chen is coming here and obtaining the flying sword, my Wang family started preparations seven days ago."

"Until today, it will probably take seven or eight days before Jianshan can officially open."

When Chen Qingyu heard the words, he nodded and said:

"Then I have to thank the elders of the Wang family."

obviously:

Jianshan only opens once every ten years. This time, Wang Shi made an exception to open it for him, which gave him enough face.

This is not only to thank him for giving him the inheritance of the Holy King on Tianjian Mountain, but also to befriend him, the first arrogant of all ages.

"That's right, Brother Chen."

Wang Pojun suddenly leaned forward and said in a low voice:

"I have to remind you a few words about this Sword Mountain Hunting Sword..."

Chapter 271 On the top of Liangshan, signing in Chen Qingyu heard the words, his expression changed immediately, and he replied in a low voice:

"Brother Wang, please speak."

Wang Pojun hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and said:

"Say it, and I'm not afraid of Brother Chen's jokes."

"At the time, my seventh uncle proposed to let Brother Chen climb the Sword Mountain and find a flying sword that suits him, but he was actually being careful."

Chen Qingyu narrowed his eyes and asked:

"Brother Wang, can you elaborate?"

Wang Pojun sighed and whispered;

"Above the Sword Mountain, buried my Wang Clan's 80,000-year-old sword cultivator above the supernatural power realm, leaving the flying sword of his life."

"According to the rules, only clansmen who have reached the right age and suitable cultivation level, rank among the top in the sword fighting fair, or have made enough merits, can they climb the Sword Mountain."

"And above Jianshan, it is not people who pick Feijian, but Feijian who picks people!"

Having said this, he paused for a while before continuing:

"After climbing Jianshan, you need to practice your own swordsmanship to attract many flying swords!"

"The stronger and better your own swordsmanship is, the more powerful you will be able to attract stronger flying sword masters!"

"And Brother Chen... I'm afraid you are not proficient in swordsmanship, this is obviously unfair to you..."

When Chen Qingyu heard the words, he immediately understood.

According to Wang Pojun's statement, then his seventh uncle was indeed playing tricks that day.

After all, Chen Qingyu didn't know any swordsmanship at all. Even if he climbed the Sword Mountain, he couldn't take any flying sword with him. He could only run for nothing and make a joke.

It can be seen that the Wang family is not the inheritance of the holy king after all, and the background is slightly shallow and a little petty.

He promised to be a powerful flying sword of the [Shen Zang Sijie], but he still played tricks on him, not only wanting to be a white wolf with empty gloves, but also wanting to take care of his face.

"Brother Chen."

A trace of guilt appeared on Wang Pojun's face:

"In this matter, it is my upper-level Wang family who can't help you."

"It's okay."

Chen Qingyu shook his head, not paying much attention:

"if I get it I am lucky, but if not, it is fate."

He came here to collect the bills, only a secondary purpose, the first goal is to climb to the top of Liangshan and sign in.

Of course:

Wang's upper class, since he is playing tricks with him, he will not be polite.

Although he doesn't know any swordsmanship, he just happens to have a sword soul that penetrates the sky and the earth and has infinite power.

At that time, the scene above Jianshan may not be as Wang's upper class imagined, and he can see his jokes.