Qin Feng frowned, turned his head to look at the young sword fairy, and said lightly: "What's the matter?"

The young sword fairy said:

"My Mount Shu is a clean place, please put away this bad luck!"

"Put it away? I'm going to use this thing to cross the river. Why should I step on it when I put it away? Do I step on you?"

Qin Feng was telling the truth.

Although he could fly there directly, but just now he saw that Uncle Sun was so yearning for the Hanging Mountain, so he wanted to take him for a ride, after all, Uncle Sun is really a nice person.

If it was flying by himself, it would be inconvenient to take Uncle Sun with him, so he released the coffin board so that Uncle Sun's body could bear it.

But I didn't expect that young sword fairy to stop himself!

Seeing Qin Feng's merciless words, the young Sword Immortal was also furious, but he couldn't take it easy. After all, the head of the sect didn't give him this right, and it was already breaking the rules to stop him!

The main reason is that he really can't bear the fact that someone wants to cross Jianhu Lake with a coffin plank!

This is simply an insult to their Shushan!

So he continued: "Your Excellency, it's better to change the method. This sword lake is the place where the sword spirit of my ancestors in Shushan sleeps, and it cannot be desecrated!"

The conversation between the two immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

After all, since ancient times, it is not a big deal to watch the excitement, and the status of Shushan is aloof. Those who come here are all obsessed with Shushan. In an instant, many people sided with the young sword fairy.

"That's right, what's the matter with getting a coffin board, it's too bad luck..."

"Oh, I've lived for most of my life. I've seen people with drifting hearses, and people dancing on graveyards. It's the first time I've seen people surfing with coffin boards. It's so fresh!"

"Tsk tsk, the world is so big and full of wonders, young man, listen to my uncle's advice, this coffin board is very evil, be careful to harm you!"

In the face of everyone's discussion, Qin Feng did not change his face, but said to the young sword fairy lightly:

"If your head has sent a message not to allow such crossing, then I can do it in another way, so have your heads said that?"

The young Sword Immortal blushed immediately!

The head of the sect naturally didn't say it, and he couldn't pass on the will of the head of the house falsely, otherwise he would be abolished and expelled from the mountain gate!

So Qin Feng caught his weakness instantly with one sentence!

He couldn't say yes, but he didn't want to say no, so he chose to remain silent.

As soon as he saw the other party's silence, Qin Feng knew it in his heart.

Said to Uncle Sun beside him: "Master, let's go!"

Uncle Sun seemed to be affected by the words of everyone and the young sword fairy just now, he hesitated and said:

"Is this... OK?"

"What? You don't want to go to Hanging Mountain?"

Uncle Sun gritted his teeth when he heard the words, "I want to!"

Qin Feng supported his arm and led him to stand on the coffin board.

Although the young sword fairy saw this scene, his face turned purple with anger, but there was nothing he could do!

Finally, under the eyes of a group of people with big mouths, the coffin board under Qin Feng's feet swished across the water and headed towards the Hanging Mountain!

"I rub it, it tickles me to death!"

Suddenly, the coffin board under his feet opened his mouth and said:

"Boy, someone tickled me down there, I can't take it anymore!"

After speaking, he rose directly from the water!

Uncle Sun was terrified at this moment, and he tightly grabbed the corner of Qin Feng's clothes in front of him!

First, he heard the coffin board under his feet speak, and then flew directly into the sky, which is too outrageous!

At this time, the people on the shore were also dumbfounded!

Because they saw that the coffin board was surfing on Jianhu Lake just now, but it actually flew towards it!

What kind of coffin board is this!

See you soon!

At this time, Qin Feng and Uncle Sun were standing on the coffin board and flying at high speed!

The speed of the coffin board was very fast, and in a blink of an eye, it caught up with the foreigner who had started one step earlier.

At this time, the coffin board suddenly slowed down, and for a while, the two began to run side by side!

The foreigner was quite shocked when he saw Qin Feng!

Especially when seeing that the other party is actually stepping on a coffin board!

Although the foreigner spoke Chinese poorly, he still knew a little about Chinese culture, so he naturally recognized what was under Qin Feng's feet, so he slowly gave Qin Feng a thumbs up.

And at this moment, the coffin board suddenly said:

"Hey, little shroud, what a coincidence, you can fly too?"

The foreigner staggered on the flying carpet in shock!

This fucking coffin board can actually talk!

And call the flying carpet under your feet a "shroud"?this...

Qin Feng smiled slightly at the foreigner, and then the coffin board under his feet accelerated instantly, leaving the foreigner behind in the blink of an eye!

After a moment.

Qin Feng and the two came to the hanging mountain!

At this time, all the Shushan disciples who were waiting here to welcome the guests were stunned when they saw a dark coffin board falling from the sky!

I've heard of Yujian people, I've heard of people riding brooms, but I didn't expect there to be people stepping on coffin boards!

With a bang, the coffin board fell to the ground!

Qin Feng helped Uncle Sun, who had already turned pale from fright, down, and with a wave of his hand, the coffin board disappeared instantly.

Only then did everyone realize that the coffin board turned out to be a treasure!

Although the coffin board Qin Feng was stepping on was a bit shocking, Qin Feng was still imposing, and the Shushan disciples did not dare to neglect him at all, and rushed to greet him.

"Honorable guest, please follow me!"

Qin Feng and Uncle Sun followed a Shushan disciple up the Hanging Mountain.

It has to be said that this hanging mountain is even more extraordinary than looking from the shore, and there is an enchantment outside the hanging mountain.

Qin Feng took a deep breath of the air in the hanging mountain, and immediately felt comfortable all over his body!

This is definitely not ordinary air!

Uncle Sun also had an intoxicated look on his face!

Not long after, the Shushan disciple led Qin Feng and the two to an antique attic.

Here, you can have a panoramic view of the beautiful scenery of half of the hanging mountain.

Moreover, Qin Feng discovered that the two people who were one step ahead were also in the attic.

Seeing Qin Feng coming, the two nodded to Qin Feng, and Qin Feng also nodded in return.

Qin Feng and Uncle Sun picked a seat and sat down, then looked down.

Chapter 320 The Unfathomable Master of Shu Mountain

On the ground at this time, dozens of Shushan disciples dressed in white stood there quietly, and the whole body of snow-white marble was carved with dragons and phoenixes, which was extraordinary.

Judging from this posture, the so-called Sword Cleansing Ceremony should be held here.

In fact, Qin Feng was quite curious about this "Sword Cleansing Ceremony".

After all, there is no news about this "Sword Cleansing Ceremony" in the historical records. Either the previous records have disappeared, or the number of times this Sword Cleansing Ceremony has been held can be counted on the fingers, and it has never happened in modern times.

At this time, Qin Feng and the others were also treated as VIPs, sitting on the attic and looking down.

And at this moment, the gentleman foreigner who was overtaken by Qin Feng on Jianhu went up to the attic under the guidance of Shushan disciples.

Everyone acted very strange to this foreigner.

But when the foreigner saw Qin Feng, he approached Qin Feng very enthusiastically, and took the initiative to say:

"Hi, friend, that black coffin board you had earlier really opened my eyes, what kind of treasure is that?"

Qin Feng was a little confused when he saw that the other party was so oblivious to him, but he still said very politely:

"It's just an ordinary magic weapon, not worth mentioning, hehe..."

The foreigner showed a clear expression, "Oh, so that's the case. If this is the case, can you sell this thing to me? I am very interested in Chinese culture and think this thing is of great research value."

Qin Feng was also speechless for a while.

This foreigner said that he was interested in Chinese culture, didn't he understand that what he said just now was actually rejecting him?

Besides, I just want to be modest, you really take it seriously!

But he is so polite, as a country of etiquette, Qin Feng can't just give him two big pockets to tell him to leave, so he said with a smile:

"I'm sorry, this thing is of great use to me, and I can't give up my love."

Hearing this, the foreigner suddenly showed a hint of disappointment.

"Then I'm sorry to bother you."

After speaking, he left and sat back in his seat.

Qin Feng also breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that this foreigner would pester him.

Not long after, a few more people were led here by Shushan disciples, but they didn't know what method these people used to cross the sword lake.

Qin Feng was also a little curious about the sword lake, because at present, it seems that the sword intent in the sword lake can only stay in the lake, but Qin Feng expressed doubts.

After all, there are too many and too strong sword intents in the sword lake, if there is only such a little use, it would be a waste of money.

In Qin Feng's eyes, the Shushan School can be said to be very mysterious.

And as more and more people were in the attic, someone finally started to chat.

"Hehe, do you guys know what the name of the Shushan School's 'Sword Washing Ceremony' is?"

When Qin Feng heard the words, he couldn't help but look at the person who spoke, only to see that the other party was a very elegant middle-aged man.

However, although he is not very old, Qin Feng has sensed the aura of the other party's great master, and he is not an unknown person in Huaxia.

Seeing the other party speak, someone immediately replied:

"This 'Sword Cleansing Ceremony', as the name suggests, should be related to swords, and it should be some kind of unique ceremony for sword cultivators."

The corner of Qin Feng's mouth couldn't help twitching when he heard it.

Listening to what you have to say is really like listening to what you say!

At this time, someone suddenly said: "My dear friend, do you know some news?"

The middle-aged man chuckled and said:

"I have indeed studied some things about this 'Sword Cleansing Ceremony', haha..."

Anyway, it's still early for the 'Sword Washing Ceremony' to start, so everyone showed curiosity.

"I'm waiting to hear the details!"

The middle-aged man chuckled again and said, "This "Sword Cleansing Ceremony" is actually not the first time it has been held. As far as I know, it has been held twice in Shushan's history!"

"What? It's been held twice? Never heard of it!"

"That's right! This is the first time I've even heard the words 'Sword Washing Ceremony'!"

"Hehe, it's normal if you haven't heard of it, because those two 'Sword Cleansing Ceremonies' happened a long time ago, the first time can even be traced back to more than 3000 years ago, and the most recent one was about 800 years ago ahead."

"This... dear friend, do you know the meaning of the 'Sword Cleansing Ceremony'?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said:

"I don't know about that, but what is certain is that every time the Shushan faction holds the 'Sword Cleansing Ceremony', it represents one thing!"

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