All Heavens Immortal Martial Arts

Tiger Hill, the name of the mountain, formerly known as Haiyong Mountain, is outside Lumen of Suzhou, so according to old legend, King Helu of Wu was buried in this mountain, with mercury as a coffin and gold and silver as a pit.

Historical Records: Helu Tomb is located outside Lumen, Wu County. The tomb was built with 100,000 people, and the soil was taken to the lake. Three days after the burial, a white tiger squatted on it, hence the name Tiger Hill.

This mountain is not high, but it is full of some beautiful legends and myths. Since ancient times, it has been a must-visit place for talented and talented people.

He Heng and the others had a safe journey and arrived in Suzhou.

They did not go around outside the city, but passed through the city. Li Yuhan and Liu Wumei were still chatting and laughing, and no one could see that their minds were complicated.

Soon they passed through the city and came outside the city.

Seven miles outside the city is Huqiu Mountain.

But as soon as you step out of the city gate, you can see the lush and majestic mountain in the distance, just like a fierce tiger squatting there, full of vitality, head and tail resting.

He Heng raised his head, looked at the mountain, and praised: "It's such a majestic mountain that the ancestors of the Li family chose to build Yongcui Villa here. The mountain is indeed magnificent."

Li Yuhan's face was also full of pride, and he said, "My Li family is also one of the three most famous families in the Central Plains. When I built this villa, it was natural to choose a place with outstanding people."

He Heng didn't say anything. He glanced at Li Yuhan and his wife, and continued to move forward, and soon reached the front of the main mountain.

Outside the mountain gate, there is a small market, and a small river flows through it. There are three or five painting boats on the riverbank. From time to time, there are silver bell-like smiles from the painting boats.

After entering the mountain gate, there are many small shops on both sides, and there are many beggars. When they see someone coming, they gather around to beg. Some people respectfully accompany them from a distance and say with a smile: "Is Young Master Li back? Good morning, Madam." So Heng glanced at it, and he had arrived at the famous Qianren Stone.

I saw a large stone on one side, which could seat a thousand people. At a glance, not only could I not see the edge, but I couldn't even see a single grass. There was a small stone platform on the north side of the big rock.

Then Liu Wumei said leisurely: "Therefore, according to the old legend, in the past, King Helu of Wu used thousands of craftsmen to build a tomb here. Thousands of people are all buried alive under this stone, so this stone is called "Thousand People's Stone". "This cruel story, from her mouth, seems to be gone, and some people can't help it. He asked: "What is the stone platform?" Liu Wumei said: "That is the platform of the **** monk Zhu Daosheng, and there are four seal characters of Li Yangbing in the Tang Dynasty on it. The stone beside the white lotus pond is the famous nodding stone. As the saying goes: "Sheng Gong speaks, the stubborn stone nods." This allusion comes from here." When it blows, her hair bun is blown away, and her clothes are blown and danced, and her whole person seems to be going away by the wind.

He Heng glanced at her slightly, but didn't say anything. Since he came here, he hasn't said anything.

Soon they walked to Jianchi.

I saw forests all around, and Xiao Bi was green. A wooden bridge is like a rainbow lying on the pool, the water is green and cold, and there are some duckweeds on it.

When He Heng stood by the pool, he felt a cold air blowing towards his face, and the blue water in the pool seemed to hide a murderous aura.

In the distance, there is a faint sound of twilight bells in the autumn clouds and the breeze.

He Heng smiled and said: "Li Xiuqing, a famous scholar in the Tang Dynasty, commented that this water is the fifth spring in the world, but he did not know that this water is the most suitable for sharpening swords, and it is the place where ancient swordsmen quenched swords. It's a real name."

Liu Wumei said charmingly, "It is said that this name has a history."

He Heng said, "Oh?"

Liu Wumei said: "It is said that the tomb of King Helu of Wu was under this Jianchi. When he died, he was buried with 30 famous swords in Sichuan, and even the fish-hidden swords that were specially used by Zhu were also included, so this place is called Jianchi. "

"Really, then this King Wu is really wasted. If those famous swords were alive, wouldn't it be better to create more legends than to hide in this pool?" He Heng shook his head and looked forward.

Liu Wumei listened to He Heng's words carefully, his expression remained unmoved, and he said, "Since you know this is the fifth spring in the world, do you know that the third spring in the world is also here?" There is a large stone well, with a face more than zhang wide, and there is a hexagonal mountain pavilion next to the well.

He Heng took a cold look and said, "I'm afraid this is the third spring in the world, "Lu Yu Chajing". In the past, Li Guanyu invited famous swordsmen from all over the world to cook tea and taste swords here. His romantic attitude is really admirable. It's the end." But then he sighed again: "It's a pity that although the country is still the same, the face is completely different."

At this time, the twilight has come, the sunset is fluent, and there is a lone eagle hovering in the shadow of the Tiger Hill Pagoda on the top of the mountain, but this picturesque beauty is set off extremely desolate and desolate.

This sigh is also incomparably desolate and desolate.

"Hmph, things are different, who said that?"

When He Heng made that emotional sigh, there was a sudden snort, and I saw a wisp of solitary smoke flying out of the hexagonal mountain pavilion, and it dispersed in an instant, in the misty smoke, in the desolate Shang pavilion, There was a white-haired old man with a high feather coat and a crown, sitting alone and cooking tea. His loneliness seemed to be the same as the lonely eagle hovering beside the towering tower. At this moment, he looked coldly at He Heng.

"It's what you said, things are different, do you think I'm getting old?" The old man suddenly stood up and howled in the sky. The autumn leaves around the mountain pavilion were shaken like snowflakes by his whistle. The scoop falls.

He Heng raised his head to look, his expression did not change, and said, "I have absolutely no intention of this. If the old gentleman insists on thinking this way, I have no choice."

"What do you mean, the old man made a mistake, he refused to obey the old man, and he wronged you?" The old man suddenly looked at He Heng coldly, with a bright light flashing in his eyes.

He Heng looked at him and said indifferently: "What is it, everyone will naturally understand, why should the old gentleman ask again?"

"Okay, one of you naturally understands!" The old man suddenly widened his eyes, looked at He Heng, and asked, "Do you know who I am?"

He Heng did not show weakness, looked directly into his eyes, and said, "Do you know who I am?"

Looking at each other, the scene was a little frozen.

At this moment, the old man suddenly laughed and looked at He Heng: "What a Bai Yujing, what a longevity sword! No wonder Li Guanyu was so optimistic about you back then, saying that you might become the number one sword in the world."

"Your Excellency is too famous, and I don't dare to take it down." He Heng stood upright, with a majestic figure, and looked at the old man: "In the past, the old gentleman moved three mountains with one sword and slashed the stars with all his might, and he is still the "star picker" today. The style is still the same."

Shuai Yifan glanced at He Heng and sighed: "It's a pity, if at other times, in other places, if I see such an excellent kendo master like you, I will definitely be friends with you..."

Shuai Yifan was only halfway through when he was interrupted by He Heng, he stood proudly, looked at Shuai Yifan coldly, and said abruptly: "Actually, the old gentleman doesn't need to sigh, in fact, no matter when and where, if you meet, do it all. If you don’t have friends, this has nothing to do with others, it’s just that everyone has different personalities and concepts, and those of us who use swords don’t need friends, we just need to believe in the sword in our hands.”

Shuai Yifan was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "You're right, so I'm going to take down your head next. Under Jiuquan, don't blame me."

He Heng smiled suddenly, looked at Shuai Yifan, and said, "I will never blame you, otherwise I would not have come to the Green Mountain Villa."

In fact, the reason why Shuai Yifan is still waiting for He Heng according to the original instructions of Li Yuhan, is because of He Heng himself. Is the sword formation formed by everyone in swordsmanship really invincible, and can it cause some pressure on him?

Although Chu Liuxiang had destroyed this formation in the original book, Chu Liuxiang succeeded by using a tricky method, and Shuai Yifan was absent at the time, and Liu Wumei, who was not originally composed of this formation, was replaced, making the sword formation less harmonious.

And this time, He Heng was going to face the complete version of the sword array, and he didn't intend to use any tricks himself, but to break it with absolute strength.

He Heng looked at Shuai Yifan coldly, and Shuai Yifan was also looking at He Heng coldly, there was a breeze blowing, frosty face.

Whisper!

He Heng and Shuai Yifan drew their swords at the same time, and the sword qi radiated across the entire mountain. The splendid sword light swept through, and every inch of the edge split the leaves on the ground, shrouded in cold light.

Shuai Yifan was the first to use his sword, and a monstrous sword intent suddenly gushed out, sweeping in all directions, his whole person, his temperament changed at once~www.readwn.com~ turned into a sharp sword, and endless murderous aura emerged inwardly. .

No one would have imagined that this old man with a crown of feathers and a crown, who had the dream of going out of the world, could become so sharp and terrifying in an instant.

The mountain wind blew through, blowing his clothes flying, and his footsteps kept walking out, but no one seemed to notice that he was moving.

Just because he has turned all the mental energy in his body into a sword energy, others can only feel the force of his sword energy and have forgotten his own existence.

His person has been dissolved into one with the sword energy, and it is abundant in the heaven and earth, so when he moves, he doesn't seem to move, and when he doesn't move, he also seems to move.

This is an extremely terrifying realm of swordsmanship, and it is not even inferior to the rudimentary Ximen Chuixue that He Heng saw at the beginning.

And Ximen Chuixue is one of the most outstanding swordsmen in the arena for hundreds of years, and is expected to compete for the existence of the number one sword in the world.

Shuai Yifan has this level of kendo, which is already very terrifying.

However, He Heng was far more terrifying than him.

Suddenly, He Heng also moved!

His sword is as fast as lightning, rushing like thunder, and it is actually several times faster than Shuai Yifan.

Every one of his moves, every form, sword energy, sword intent, and sword potential are perfectly integrated with the sword moves.

Being able to perfectly mix the invisible sword intent and sword force with sword moves and sword qi, it seems like a heaven, it is no longer the domain of mortals, it can be called the **** of swords.

In today's world, there is only one Xie Xiaofeng who can be called the Sword God.

Others, whether Ye Gucheng, Xue Yiren, Ximen Chuixue, or Li Guanyu back then, are still a little behind.

And now, He Heng is also at this level.