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“I don’t know how old I am, and I have been cut off from the outside world for a long time. When I woke up today and saw the excitement of the sword garden, I felt happy.”
This man’s words were not surprising, but the entire hall suddenly fell into a strange silence. Most of the people here are well-informed people. The person who came here previously used the method of tearing apart space with one hand. No matter how you look at it, they are all experts who have proven immortality. The level gap is too big. In the heart of awe, only the man’s unexplainable words echoed in his ears:
“Now I have prepared a small amount of wine. I invite you all to come to the Manifestation Hall to talk about it. It is also a chance to see the rising stars in the spiritual world. Everyone, please drink this cup to the full!”
There were finally other voices in the hall. The hundred or so monks in the hall all picked up the wine that had been prepared on the table and drank it all in one gulp.
The next moment, most of the people in the hall turned green.
They didn’t know how it happened. When they heard the man at the table say “drink this cup,” they got confused, picked up the wine utensils on the table and drank it all in one gulp, like they were in a nightmare. Although the taste is really good, it is like a line of ice, washing the stomach and intestines, and it feels more ethereal when it disperses, but God knows what is mixed in this so-called “wine”!
However, a dozen of the hundred or so monks just raised the cup in their hands and did not drink it, allowing the slightly bluish liquid in the cup to turn into mist and evaporate. Yu Ci was one of them, but for some reason, he didn’t do it too obviously, but raised the glass to his lips.
The person in front of the main seat did not seem to be deliberately exerting force, but his voice was soul-stirring. At this time, anyone with profound cultivation and firm will could be seen. Next to Yu Ci, Xiang Nu was holding a wine cup, like a sculpture, with no intention of moving at all. Yu Ci was a little strange. This person’s body movements were a bit too stiff, which was not like this before he came.
Shaking his head in his heart, this was indeed a good time to grasp the information. Without stopping, Yu Ci looked through the central aisle and saw Di Tianluo and Di She. The latter was staring at him with cold eyes, while the latter was playing with the wine prince whose wine had evaporated completely. His elegant and clean face was very focused, as if he wanted to find knowledge from the exquisite lines on it.
Di She’s malice didn’t hurt him, so Yu Ci continued to shift his gaze and observe as if nothing had happened. There are many people like him. While most people regret that they were assassinated, this small group of people have communicated many times through the air and have a certain understanding of their respective levels.
“Xia Boyang is quite unsociable… Well, Panhuang’s Three Swords, they are here too. Having said that, is it possible that the Chongqi Sect stall will just let it go?
“By the way, why are Ye Ming and others from Banshan Island missing?”
Yu Ci originally thought that the master of Shenjian Cave invited people to a banquet based on proficiency in talismans, but now it seems that this is a bit taken for granted. Seven out of ten people participating in the Sword Garden Festival are sword cultivators, and the other three are undoubtedly proficient in sword skills. Under such circumstances, especially in such a short period of time, I want to find out the hundred or so “talisman.” “Fa Gaoren” is definitely an impossible task.
At least in the previous fights, Yu Ci didn’t feel that Di She’s fellow had any level of talisman skills.
Many thoughts and many exchanges of glances actually only happened in a very short period of time. Those monks who were interested in Taoism had not yet escaped from their regretful emotions when they heard the man on the seat said calmly:
“I have been trapped here for a long time, and I can’t find anything good to entertain my guests. I have no choice but to collect the essence of the dragon veins that support the sword garden, gather the Xuan Yin Qi, and form the ‘Cleaning Qi Dew’. This dew condenses When it is transformed into liquid, it becomes qi when dispersed. The power can cleanse the turbid qi in the body and wash away evil spirits. It is most effective when it is transformed into liquid. Of course, if the cultivation is exquisite and external demons are not invaded, the effect of this dew will be the same. It only tastes good. That’s all.”
As soon as these words came out, the expressions on the faces of the monks changed again, but the doubtful expression was still obvious.
The master of Shenjian Cave didn’t care about this. He supported his shoulders with one hand and rested his elbow on the armrest of the main seat. He looked down at the monks present. This was probably his most common action. Because of this, he showed his true colors. .
Yu Ci felt an inexplicable pressure rushing down his head. This was a natural and unpretentious force. His heart sank and he was stunned, and some of his previous ideas were shaken.
I just heard the master of Shenjian Cave say: “I know why you came to the Sword Garden and this Shenjian Cave, and you don’t need to be pretentious. There are no superior swords or super-grade swords in the cave. Secrets and the like are by no means scarce, and it is not difficult to obtain them. At least they are more real than those illusory opportunities.”
These words were actually written on the jade tablet a long time ago, with only slight changes. But after the scene just now, the same words have different power.
There was silence again in the hall, but soon someone opened the situation with a smile: “Senior has opened the door for me and other junior students to be convenient. It is a peerless weather vane. We can only look up at the high mountain. I wonder if you can tell me. The name will be remembered in our hearts?”
Laughing, this person’s words are really very crude, but there is a profound meaning in his words, and if you listen carefully, they also sound a bit sarcastic.
Yu Ci turned around and saw that the person speaking was Bu Cuo, one of Panhuang’s Three Swords. Sitting on the banquet, his fat body was like a mountain of meat. He was somewhat imposing, but in fact, among the many alchemy monks in the hall, this person was almost at the bottom in cultivation. Even though his courage was really extraordinary, the question he asked was also on point. The wishes of all the monks here.
Everyone here feels more or less forced when they come here. Naturally, they are quite wary of the person sitting in the chair, and they want to know more about him. But no matter what the man’s plan is, his strength is still clearly on the table: thousands of sword ghosts are driven by him, and their own strength is unfathomable. If they really want to fall out, don’t look at the hundreds of them gathered here. The so-called “heroes” who can really escape are probably only two or three people at best.
So everyone was extremely curious and worried, fearing that they would be killed in the blink of an eye. Now that Bucuo dared to ask the question for the first time, people looked at him with admiration.
Under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes, the person on the main seat responded calmly: “My name is completely meaningless to you, just because after today, I will have no intersection with you. You may as well remember it, Forget it, it’s not as practical as sword weapons and sword techniques. If you feel inconvenienced, just call me ‘Cave Master’.”
Bu Cuo also wanted to say that Chen Jianku glanced at him with his smoke-filled eyes, and Bu Cuo’s fat face turned pale. Although he soon smiled again and acted as if nothing had happened, no one could You know, he suffered a bad loss.
The hall suddenly became silent. Everyone can see that the master of Shenjian Cave is really not a good-tempered person. He wants to show the demeanor of a senior master. Let him show that even if there are thorns here, he will not go crazy here and seek death. .
Yu Ci put the empty wine baron to his nose and sniffed it to hide the change in his facial expression. At this time, he became more determined to the strategy he had decided not long ago, so when the wine baron took it away At this time, his limbs were slightly tensed, and all the unruly elements were sealed and settled downwards, making him quieter, a little cautious and solemn, and the slightly frowned brows perfectly combined “thoughtful” To extract the meaning, this is actually the state of most people in the palace.
Seeing that no one expressed any objection, the owner of Shenjian Cave tapped the handrail with his finger. Behind the screen, the iron railing floated out silently, and a tray was placed in his hand. On it was a short sword sealed in a wooden sheath. sword. With no sharp edge visible, people’s eyes naturally went up to the sheath, only to see complex talisman patterns engraved on it, and two places were sealed with gold-woven talismans. For someone as accomplished as Yu Ci, he could tell at a glance that these talismans functioned as seals, completely blocking the edge of the dagger in the sheath.
But the more this happens, the more people look forward to the moment when this sword will show its sharp edge.
Unfortunately, Tie Lan later broke people’s expectations with his rarely ups and downs tone: “The Gushe Fairy Sword is incomplete. The sword worn by Fairy Gushe back then was destroyed by the six paths of reincarnation, and its edge was lost. Only The divine light of Gushe on the sword has lasted for a long time, and it has been sealed for thousands of years. It is now in the sheath.”
For someone who is not very smart, I am probably still wondering why the master of Shenjian Cave took out a broken sword. Yu Ci is only better than this kind of person. He only knows that its secrets should all be in Nagushe’s divine light, but he is really confused about its specific effects.
Looking at Xiangnu again, the female cultivator didn’t react at all this time. I don’t know if she was unclear or just didn’t want to talk anymore.
Tie Lan paused for a moment, then let go of the tray, which floated obediently in the air. Then he took out another object from the tray, which was a mirage jade slip. It was not surprising in itself. Lan has no intention of rendering it:
“Fragments of “Shangzhen Jiuxiao Feixian Sword Sutra”…”
Before he finished speaking, all the sword cultivators in the audience were in an uproar.
“Which one is really in the sky?”
“Is there any other Shangzhen Jiuxiao? It must be Lunjianxuan’s!”
“How could this happen? How could this be spread outside?”
“Don’t forget, this is the Sword Garden! Don’t forget, who is buried in the Sword Garden!”
Yu Ci’s ears were full of these words. In fact, he was thinking about the same thing: Is it Lun Jianxuan who “is the best swordsman in the world”? The instigator of the eight thousand sword cultivators who invaded the West Pole, the Supreme Sword Sect who had controlled the world for countless calamities?
The current Lunjianxuan has long lost its former glory. Generally speaking, few monks mention this sect, but once it is mentioned, it is the same as the Yuanshi Demon Sect and Yunzhongshan Hidden before the split. The Bajing Palace and the Western world’s most famous super sect, the Li Chen Sect’s influence is still limited to the central and northern regions, far less far-reaching and deep-rooted than the former.
The “Shangzhen Jiuxiao Feixian Sword Sutra” is the legendary supreme sword manual for sword cultivators. Relying on it to prove immortality has been verified by thousands of sword immortals over countless kalpas, and there is no doubt about it.
70% of the people here are pure sword cultivators, how come they don’t know the value of this thing? No one cares about the origin of this thing anymore. They only focus on what is in front of them. Even if it is a fragment of the scroll, it can be used to prove the whole thing. It is the true and pure Flying Immortal Sword Sutra!
Tie Lan completely ignored the undercurrent below, picked up something from the tray and held it in his hand.
Suddenly, the hall became quiet, except for the token-shaped object in its hand, which slowly dimmed the light and emitted deep purple thunder fire, making the hall echo with rumbles. Immediately afterwards, an unrivaled sword energy buzzed out, shredding the surrounding thunder and fire, and even tore a crack into the token itself, but soon the area around the crack flowed like liquid, closing it as before. This situation happened in a moment, and it happened endlessly. In the blink of an eye, it had been demonstrated three or five times.
Tie Lan’s tone was completely calm and he just said:
“The Order of Killing Thunder and Preventing Tribulation is intact.”