No one knows luck better than me

Chapter 90 093~094

Time flies by.

After learning about the medicine king Lingquan, Chen Xun continued to practice leisurely up the mountain, hoping to exchange blood to the limit as soon as possible, and then descend the mountain gracefully.

However, after learning that he had broken through three blood changes and defeated three disciples of Ba Dao Sect with his bare hands, the third master Yu Xianting couldn't hold back, and immediately caught him to teach new sword skills.

That is the advanced swordsmanship of "Yan Luo Jue Ming Sword", "Yan Luo Instant Killing Sword".

The two swordsmanship have the same origin, but the Instant Killing Sword is a more advanced, complex, sharp and ruthless swordsmanship ultimate move, which is already a true superior skill, and it must be supported by strong vitality to practice.

Chen Xun, who had changed his blood three times, naturally met the conditions, so he was arrested by Yu Xianting.

Although there are such powerful trump cards as the Nine-Character Mantra and Divine Seal, most of them are still unable to practice. In just one month, Chen Xun learned this Yan Luo Instant Killing Sword.

this day.

martial arts arena.

With a clear sword cry, a cold light suddenly appeared in the void. Chen Xunren and the sword merged into one, like a shooting star penetrating the sun, tearing the air instantly.

In the ruthless sword light, Yu Xianting looked indifferent, stepped on gossip, his figure seemed to have turned into light smoke and light, and the sword in his hand was like thunder, flashing again and again at an unimaginable speed and angle, facing Chen Xun's attack Jianmang coming over.

Whoosh whoosh--!
Every time the sword light collided, there was an indescribable sharpness that shot out in all directions, cutting deep sword marks on the ground and the fence of the venue.

If it was an ordinary person, just getting close would probably be cut into pieces by the aftermath of the two swordsmanship battles.

Clang!
The fierce sword fighting lasted for a quarter of an hour, and Yu Xianting's sharpness rose, flashing like a scorching sun, and immediately filled all of Chen Xun's sights.

The extremely tricky and venomous sword light shook off all attacks, like a poisonous python that chooses to eat someone, staying between his throat.

Chen Xun couldn't help but stop: "Third Master, how many tricks did I persist this time?"

Yu Xianting withdrew his sword silently, and said helplessly:

"29 strokes, you kid"

He didn't expect that Chen Xun's "Yan Luo Instant Killing Sword", which he learned from superior martial arts, was as fast and efficient as when he was learning "Yan Luo's Jue Ming Sword", and even a little faster.

In just one time, this killing and cutting swordsmanship has been close to perfection, and it is only stronger than other disciples who have learned it for a few years.

What's more, Chen Xun somehow managed to develop a tyrannical physique, which was so powerful that it was difficult for ordinary true disciples to survive even ten moves in his hands. Chen Xun fought him for nearly thirty moves in a daze.

Even if it doesn't involve cultivation, it's just a pure swordsmanship competition, which is amazing enough.

"29 strokes?"

Chen Xun laughed:
"Third Master, then I am qualified, right?"

"Qualified."

Thinking of what he said before, Yu Xianting sighed:

"Okay, you're free now. You just have to practice on your own every day, so you don't have to come to me every day."

Finally regaining his freedom for half a day, Chen Xun smiled and was about to speak when he saw a disciple rushing over and reported:
"Elder Yu, Senior Brother Chen, and Elder Wu asked us to urge the two of you to gather and set off."

"Understood, what is old man Wu anxious about?"

Yu Xianting waved his hand:
"Xiao Wu, let's go."

Chen Xun followed behind him without saying a word, and the two of them descended the stone steps all the way to the gate of the mountain, and saw the elder Wu Zhenghua leading more than ten disciples waiting.

A few of these disciples are true disciples who have only been promoted in recent years, and most of them are inner disciples. Song Dahu and that senior sister Wu Qing are among them.

The gathering of so many disciples is not for a spring outing, but to attend the biennial Lanshan Dharma Conference.

The Lanshan Dharma Conference is a Dharma Conference jointly organized by the three high-ranking sects of the Qian Kingdom, the Yunxian Sect, the Haoyuan Sect, and the Tianling Sect.

It is equivalent to a small exposition in the world of Xianxia.

Yaowang Mountain often exchanges resources with other sects through Dharma meetings. In addition, many casual cultivators who have achieved success in practice will also come here. Any kind of exercise secret book, panacea, and magic treasure talisman may appear. Most of the disciples present They all performed well in the sect, so they were taken to see and see.

Seeing that Song Dahu and Wu Qing were fighting fiercely, Chen Xun blinked, and did not lean over to act as a light bulb. Elder Wu Zhenghua counted the number of people and nodded:
"Everyone is here, get ready to go, be careful when you get there, don't make trouble, understand?"

All the disciples suddenly agreed, and all went down the mountain gate.

With so many disciples obviously unable to ride the silver-feathered eagle, everyone mounted the prepared dragon-scale horses, and then officially set off under the leadership of the two elders, Yu Xianting and Wu Zhenghua.

Lanshan is more than a thousand miles away from Yaowang Mountain, and it will take two days with the foot strength of a dragon-scaled horse. Everyone hurried, rested for a night in a common town on the way, and arrived at the foot of Lanshan in the afternoon of the second day .

Lanshan is located at the junction of the spheres of influence of Yunxianzong, Haoyuanzong, and Feilingzong. There is a small market nearby where you can settle. When Chen Xun and others arrived, this small market was already very lively. Zongmen disciples in various costumes can be seen everywhere on the street.

In addition, from the sky, one can also see streams of light descending from time to time. I don't know which sect's qi training is true, and it also makes the disciples who are looking around curiously look envious.

"Elder Yu, Elder Wu?"

Led by the two elders, everyone just entered Fangshi and was about to find a place to stay when they heard a call.

Chen Xun turned his head, and saw two old Taoists with outstanding temperament, leading a dozen young disciples in Taoist robes to welcome them.

The two elders Yu Xianting and Wu Zhenghua obviously recognized who was coming, and they all stepped forward with smiles:

"Qi Changlong, Elder He?"

"Everyone from Youxian Temple is here, what a coincidence!"

Yaowangshan and Youxianguan, Hong Xizhen and Fang Qingyuan are good friends of Qin and Jin, and the relationship between the sect is naturally very close. The two signaled to Chen Xun and all the disciples whether they knew each other or not, to salute together.

The elder Qi surnamed in Youxianguan immediately noticed the most outstanding Chen Xun in the crowd:

"Couldn't this be the personal disciple that the sect master of your sect took in not long ago? He is indeed a handsome and talented person."

Yu Xianting was modest on his behalf: "Wherever you are, the nobles of the noble family are equally generous and talented."

The several elders just exchanged a few words in such unnutritive business, and then said goodbye to each other.

And because of the Blue Mountain Dharma Conference, almost all the inns in Fangshi were overcrowded. The two elders, Yu Xianting and Wu Zhenghua, were familiar with the road, and they rented a courtyard directly from nowhere for all the disciples to rest.

It was still a while before dark, and the disciples who had lived in the mountains for a long time couldn't hold back at all, and after the approval of the two elders, they swarmed out to hang out.

Chen Xun didn't stay idle either, he also took to the street with Song Dahu and a few fellow students, and started wandering around.

Compared with Yunshan Fang City, this Fang City is undoubtedly much smaller. There are only a few sects here, and most of them are low-level casual cultivators, and the things they put up for sale are also ordinary.

The current Chen Xun had already broadened his horizons when he was in Yunshan Fang City, and he didn't have much interest, while Song Dahu and his fellow disciples came to Fang City for the first time, and they were full of novelty about everything.

"Ah Xun, wait!"

As he was walking, Song Dahu suddenly stopped in front of a booth, as if he was attracted by something.

Chen Xun turned around curiously, and found that there were several exquisite mahogany hairpins on sale at this stall, each of which looked unique and lifelike.

The stall owner was a sloppy middle-aged Taoist. Seeing the two people's attire, he asked very attentively:
"Both of you, these hairpins are made of over a hundred years old mahogany book hearts, they can ward off disasters and ward off evil spirits, and make it difficult for sneaks to get close. Moreover, they are still carved by masters. They are definitely the best choice as gifts for Taoist companions or sweethearts."

Song Dahu said emotionally:

"How do you sell this hairpin?"

The sloppy stall owner mainly glanced at Chen Xun, and stretched out a finger:
"The two of you look like dragons among men, so I will give you a low price for friendship, as long as ten fairy coins!"

Ten fairy coins?
Song Dahu suddenly showed embarrassment, and Chen Xun also twitched his eyes, and his eyes swept away:
"Boss, do you think we are just out of the mountain gate? Ten fairy money is enough for me to buy an intermediate magic talisman. No matter how good your ordinary mahogany hairpin can ward off evil spirits, is it better than an intermediate magic talisman? "

Knowing that Chen Xun in front of him didn't seem to be a young boy who had just left the mountain gate, the stall owner's face was embarrassing, and he argued:

"Your Excellency is wrong to say that. Talismans are one-time consumables after all. I am a century-old mahogany heart."

"Hundred years? I don't think so."

Chen Xun cut the price fiercely:
"Well, hurry up, one of the three fairy coins, how about I pick a few more?"

The stall owner quickly waved his hand: "No, no, I have a hundred-year-old mahogany heart. It is impossible for one piece to cost three fairy coins, at least eight!"

Song Dahu knew that Chen Xun wanted to buy it for himself, so he hurriedly dragged him away: "Ah Xun, I'm just looking at it, I don't intend to really buy it, let's go."

Chen Xun was dragged away by Song Dahu, but seeing that the business was about to fail, the stall owner couldn't sit still, he got up and gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Two stay for one step, two stay for one step, five fairy coins, five fairy coins for one, this is already the cheapest!"

Hearing the price, Chen Xun smiled slightly, and forcibly pulled Song Dahu back to the stall, then handed him a handful of fairy money without any explanation:

"I'll lend you first, and quickly pick one for Senior Sister Wu."

Song Dahu hesitated for a moment, but finally took it, and then excitedly picked it up.

After a while, he chose a hairpin with a tough style and a shape like a small sword: "This is it."

After paying the money, Song Dahu put away the wooden box containing the hairpin happily, and Chen Xunqi said:
"Dahu, you really have a heart."

Senior sister Wu Qing is different from ordinary women. She is tall and tall, and her temperament is not to be outdone by a man. Too exquisite hairpins are definitely not suitable for her. However, Song Dahu, a straight steel man, chose so well, which really surprised him.

Song Dahu smiled shyly: "I just feel that Senior Sister Wu should be the most suitable for this. Ah Xun, do you want to choose too?"

Chen Xun nodded, and after careful selection, he chose a hairpin with a tail like a crescent moon and a hairpin with a tail like a snow lotus.

Song Dahu took a deep breath while watching:
"You buy two? Are you going to"

After paying the money, he put the two hairpins into his pocket, and Chen Xun coughed dryly:
"Don't think too much, I'm different from you, I just bought a gift for the two senior sisters."

"Really?"

Song Dahu looked suspicious, obviously not very convinced.

Chen Xun wanted to explain a few more words, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a few tall, slightly familiar figures in pitch-black martial robes not far away.

In a blink of an eye, I saw one of the bearded men looking at him at the same time as if he had sensed something, and his face changed drastically:
"It's you!?"

Seeing this person, Chen Xun suddenly smiled:
"It turned out to be Brother Zhang Hailong from Badaomen, why are you also here to participate in the Lanshan Fa Conference?"

It's not that enemies don't get together, Zhang Hailong, who was once defeated by Chen Xun's subordinates, remembered the humiliation before January, and his face turned green and pale:
"My Ba Dao Sect disciple can go wherever he wants, what does it have to do with you?"

The words sound tough, but the momentum is a bit weaker no matter how you look at it. Chen Xun smiled and was about to say something, but saw a handsome and burly young man next to Zhang Hailong looking over, frowning and said:

"You are Chen Xun?"

This group of Domineering Sword Sect disciples stood behind this heroic young man like stars holding the moon, their status is obviously higher than that of Zhang Hailong, Chen Xun looked at it:

"Yes, who are you and what do you know?"

"Lei Chenyang, the fourth personal successor of the master of Badaomen."

The heroic young man who called himself Lei Chenyang looked at Chen Xun indifferently:

"The last time you defeated Senior Brother Zhang and the three of them by means? I heard that you are also the direct descendant of the master of the Yaowang Mountain sect, and you actually used such low-spirited means. Isn't it afraid of being ridiculed by spreading the word?"

"Oh?"

Realizing that the situation was wrong at this moment, many disciples from Yaowang Mountain rushed over, but Chen Xun glanced at Zhang Hailong with a half-smile:
"That's what they told you?"

The guilty Zhang Hailong's expression was a little stiff, while Lei Chenyang said slowly:

"You know exactly what the situation is. Although my disciples are wrong, it's not the reason for you Yaowang Mountain to humiliate them. Since today happened to happen, I will pay them back one or two!"

At this moment, more and more disciples from the two sides gathered together, and the disciples of the two sects who were not dealing with each other glared at each other, and their swords were on the verge of breaking out. Even casual practitioners who had nothing to do with each other gathered around. Chen Xun looked around, and said a little playfully:

"How do you plan to pay it back?"

"Naturally, the subordinates see the real chapter."

The corner of Lei Chenyang's mouth hooked slightly:
"Fighting is forbidden in Fangshi, but normal competitions are not prohibited. You and I are both in the blood-moving realm of the seventh rank, and we are both handed down by the sect master. Why don't you fight a fight and have a showdown. If you lose, I will also I won't embarrass you, as long as I bow to my brother Zhang in person, how dare you?"

Chen Xun looked at each other like a fool:

"What if you lose?"

"I lose?"

Seemingly thinking that this possibility does not exist, Lei Chenyang laughed:
"If I lose, I will let you handle it, how about it?"

(End of this chapter)