At this moment, in the small fishing village, the old man who called himself Xu Xiake sighed faintly.
He rubbed the long sword with the word " sharp white " engraved on the sword case beside his hand.
Qiao Bai, also known as the white-haired old man, was also a sword that his master had given him back then. He was raised by his master and was both his disciple and adopted son. According to his master, he was his son's disciple. He was both his disciple and son.
At this moment, he slowly pulled out the longsword that was originally sealed in the bluestone. Carrying the fishing rod and fish basket, he disappeared into the fishing village that was gradually getting dark.
That night, it rained heavily in the small fishing village.
Such rain was not uncommon in the small fishing village near the sea.
However, no one noticed that after the heavy rain, the old man who used to live at the west end of the small fishing village had disappeared.
Old Man Xu no longer carried a fish basket and flirted with the pretty wives of every family in the small fishing village.
The children in the village also lost a target to quarrel with.
However, no one cared about this.
Who would care about a damn old man?
One more wandering fellow like that would not make much of a difference. If there were fewer of them, the men in the village who always went out to sea to fish would be able to put down their worries.
Although they didn't think that the old man was attractive to their beautiful daughter-in-law.
However, he was not afraid of thieves stealing, but he was afraid of thieves thinking about him.
Without an old thing who liked to crawl under the door, the men would always be more at ease.
The women in the fishing village were a little lonely.
Although that damned old man was a little dirty sometimes, judging from his facial features, he should have been a handsome young man when he was young…
It was just that this pity gradually dissipated with the daily necessities.
However, this was all in the future…
At this moment, all the demons, the spirits of the world, and even the Green Scale Guards who had just entered the Black Mountain were completely caught off guard.
A black-robed youth who had left the Great Black Mountain with a long sword on his back thousands of years ago was about to return home.
Thousands of years ago, that young man in his prime held a sword.
On the Xuantian Continent, other than his master, Xu Xiake was the only swordsman who was worthy of being called a swordsman. The only sword in the world that could be called the world's famous sword, the Lord of White Soldiers, was the sharp white sword!
All the sword sects in the world had to lower their heads in front of him.
Even thousands of years later, as long as there were still cultivators who cultivated the sword path, no one would dare to say that their sword techniques were extraordinary!!!
This was Xu Xiake!
He and Martial Ancestor Lin Dong, who had also walked out of the Great Black Mountain, had each led their own way for over a thousand years!
……
At this moment, Black Mountain, Blue Cloud Peak.
There was a small courtyard built with bamboo.
The bamboo used to build the courtyard was not ordinary.
It was a type of Hollow Glass Bamboo that was only produced in the Great Black Mountain. After it was cut down and built into a house, it could still absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth.
Before Lin Yuan came out of seclusion, some hermit cultivators who came to the Black Mountain often used this bamboo to build their homes.
At this moment, the bamboo hut on the Green Cloud Peak was covered in a layer of faint frost that could be seen with the naked eye.
Su Li sat on a chair in the courtyard, looking at the frost that pervaded the entire courtyard, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"I've already reached the sixth stage of the Frost Qi. There are three more stages to go, and I'll be able to form my Core at nine!”
"However, the most important thing is still Master. Master is the Mountain God of Mount Black, and the reason why the spiritual energy of Mount Black has soared is definitely because of Master.”
"Wu Zhiqi and the Blue Sky Bull Python are waiting outside Master's cave. I don't think I need to go over. The ones who are annoying are those human cultivators!”
"3,000 of them, Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul, and less than 30 Ascendant cultivators, and they dare to come to Black Mountain?”
"This girl, if my master wants to protect her, then the entire Black Mountain has to be protected. You still dare to come and snatch her? Do you really think that anyone can come and leave the Black Mountain?”
"I don't know. Is this girl protected by my Great Black Mountain?”
Su Li spread out his hand at this moment. Cold air gathered, forming an ancient blue glazed token.
She casually threw the token into the sky.
The blue token instantly shattered into countless fragments that flowed into the various mountains and caves in the Great Black Mountain.
At the same time, all the demons of the Black Mountain, who had become restless because of the increase in the spiritual energy of the Black Mountain, heard a low voice.
"All demons of the Great Black Mountain, listen up!"
"This year's hunt can be brought forward.”
"The hunt begins today. We will besiege and kill all humans who are not allowed to live in the Great Black Mountain!”
"All human monks living in seclusion in the Black Mountain are not allowed to leave their caves today.”
Within the Great Black Mountain.
Naturally, they couldn't all be great demons.
There were also a few human cultivators who were either disgusted by the complexity of the human cultivation world, or were trying to avoid their enemies, or were about to die. They were here for one last fight, seeking a breakthrough or waiting to die.
They were one of the few human monks recognized by the Mountain Lord of Black Mountain. However, as long as they were in Black Mountain, they had to abide by the rules of Black Mountain.
They could kill other Diremonsters, but they could also be hunted by other Diremonsters at any time.
In the Great Black Mountain, this was equal.
However, there was one thing that these cultivators could not fuse with the other demons of the Great Black Mountain. This was…the hunting season!
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