Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 528: Wen He Ju

Cui Zhaoye looked in amazement. The girl in front of him had a tall and straight figure, a long sword on her back, and was dressed in a neat white dress. Standing still, she looked like a young crane.

Such temperament is often unique to Taoists. Cui Zhaoye did not say anything, but stared at the face carefully - those were a pair of serious almond eyes.

"Sir...what do you want to see him for?" Cui Zhaoye's eyes moved.

"..."

Cui Zhaoye blinked.

"Nothing, but Master told me... that I should come and greet my brother first after arriving in Beijing." The girl paused, "I went to Xiuwen Hall to pay a visit to Ms. Xu yesterday. She said that my brother would come to the banquet at Huanlou with Miss Cui today, and I can find him here."

"But many people here are wearing masks... I don't know what you look like, brother." The girl's tone inevitably sounded awkward as she was introduced to someone of the same generation by two adults, but she was still polite and considerate, "I hope Miss Cui can give me some guidance."

Cui Zhaoye suddenly realized: "Oh! You are Mr. Pei's relative in Bowang - you are Li Piaoqing from Yufei Mountain, right? Please take a seat!"

The girl was slightly startled: "No, I am Jiang Yin'er from the Shenxiao Sect."

……

While they were talking, someone on the field had already stepped forward, and it turned out to be a colorful monkey face.

"Then let me try first. No one is allowed to laugh." The man untied his outer garment with a smile, put down the thin jade staff in his hand, and wore an exquisite long sword on his waist.

He took off his monkey mask and shook his braids twice, revealing a soft and beautiful face with eyes shaped like a woman's.

It was Yu Ziliang.

Yu Ziliang is not a cultivator who can be called a "genius", but even in such an occasion, he is qualified to draw the sword.

He had quite a good talent. Even though his mind was not on cultivation, he knew that this was the most reliable way to save his life. Every day, his father forced him to practice for two hours, supplemented by all kinds of rare elixirs, qigong and swordsmanship… Some knights who went through untold hardships to assassinate him always died unbelievably under his sword in the end. That was always a very happy moment for him.

Now he drew his sword and walked slowly forward. Everyone looked at him, not because they were curious about his swordsmanship, but because they wanted to see how this little swordsman would draw his sword.

He Ju was still lying on the cloud, shaking the wine jug in his hand. He had no intention of touching the sword at all, as if he had not yet realized that someone had accepted the challenge.

Yu Ziliang tilted his head, and the next step he took landed precisely on the edge of the seventh step. The next moment his eyes focused, an arc of sword light rose from his hand, and his body suddenly leaned forward, and he swept along the ground with the sword light, as soft and swift as a snake.

[The Shocking Shadow of a Thin Snake] was indeed a swift sword. There was no sign before the sword was drawn, just like a thin snake hiding in a dark crevice. The sword's force had been accumulating in silence; after the sword was drawn, it was so sudden and swift that no one could react in time.

He Jiuyan said seven steps. This sword was gathering momentum outside seven steps, and suddenly exploded within seven steps. Although it seemed like cheating, it was also the result of agility. Not everyone can use a sword that can pass seven steps with one strike.

Yu Ziliang's purple clothes were like a startling shadow. When his jade boots rose, his sword was already ahead of the startling shadow. However, in just a moment, before most people could react, the purple shadow had already changed direction and was moving backwards.

With the sound of a sword falling, Yu Ziliang fell to the ground, his legs tilted back before he fell back down, his braid resting on his face.

On the other side, the little sword fairy did not change the movement of shaking the wine jug, his body was still stuck in the cloud, and his other hand was holding the end of the scabbard and stretching it out, and the sword stretched out from the scabbard, and the end of the hilt just stopped six steps away.

It was this hilt of the sword that shattered Yu Ziliang's [Thin Snake Shadow] in an instant.

"The sword is weak and can only bully the weak. Don't come again." He Jiu said drunkenly. He pulled his arm back and the long sword clattered back into the sheath. He raised his hand and called for another pot of wine, "Bring someone with real skills."

Yu Ziliang sat up cross-legged in amazement, panting and turned back to say with a smile: "This guy is really amazing - Dongyu, how many steps did I take just now?"

The gloating companion gestured: "You were sent out just after taking the seventh step."

"..." Yu Ziliang stood up, bowed respectfully to the main seat, and then came back with the sword.

Three people sat upright on the high place, only the leader of the North Sea Clan nodded and looked at them. Behind them, the man in plain clothes was still sitting quietly.

The guests carrying swords had already gathered around this area in a relaxed manner. Several masked men looked at each other, and after a little courtesy, the man with a crane face and a feather hairpin came out first.

It was the Taoist priest who wore gold and swallowed white jade. He shook his head and took off the mask, revealing an ordinary-looking face with a gentle smile.

Cui Zhaoye clapped his hands: "It's indeed him!"

The waiter smiled and said, "The true disciple of the Quanzhen Taoist school, the disciple of the Immortal Zhuang, [Red Snow and Flowing Red] Ning Chaolie."

Ning Chaolie nodded his head, saluted He Jiu with his sword, and said, "Please give me some advice, Senior."

He Jiu propped himself up and tilted his head to smile: "It's not certain who is older between us, why are you giving me such a big bargain?"

The sword test of these two people obviously attracted more attention. Quanzhen Taoism is also among the thirty-three sword sects, and its origin is the dual cultivation of elixir and sword. Ning Chaolie's moves are indeed authentic Xuanmen style. The way of "elixir inside and sword outside" is very solid. Every sword must be launched from the inside, with abundant energy and no floating state.

The two exchanged the first move in seven steps. Ning Chaolie used a mighty [Snow Flow Sword], which originated from the righteous way of Xuanmen to win with abundant true energy. The little sword fairy supported himself on the clouds and rose up. The two swords intersected. His sword slashed the opponent's sword tip, but was immediately suppressed by the sword energy like a snowy river!
The onlookers were of course all distinguished guests, and there were also sounds of applause and cheers. Ning Chaolie was ranked 121st on the Duck List at the age of 22, and he could eliminate those evildoers in the world with the snap of his fingers. He was a rare talent at the top of the martial arts world, and it was not easy to see such a person drawing his sword at any time.

Ning Chaolie's expression was extremely peaceful. He succeeded in striking the sword and took the sixth step. The sword's force flowed smoothly down, like leading a snowy river into a river channel, naturally without any gaps.

The Taoist sword is moderate and peaceful. One strike of the sword is often enough to secure victory. It is the sword technique in the world that is least likely to make mistakes and the most difficult to overturn.

The young sword fairy dragged the sword away, turned around like a dancer and tapped his foot. The sword rose up like a silver dragon and crashed into the swords of Ning Dynasty. The next moment it was swallowed up by the snow flow. It is natural for a dragon to enter a spring river.

The young swordsman took another step back, and Ning Chaolie advanced again, already in the fifth step. Ning Chaolie gained the upper hand with one sword, and the two swords carried the opponent's sword momentum down. Those who knew swords could see that this game of sword play had been controlled by him for more than 80%, and Ning Chaolie himself was of course the one who knew it best.

His expression remained calm, as he had already cultivated the true essence of Hengzheng Heart. Therefore, when the time came for him to explode, he did not hesitate at all.

The snowy river falls off a cliff thousands of feet high.

This sword should have two changes, upper and lower. After flowing smoothly, if the enemy's force is difficult to control, it can turn into flying mist, rain and snow; if the enemy's force is under a big river, it can fall into a thousand-foot waterfall.

The sudden explosion was so sudden that several people with swords didn't understand the sword and cried out in surprise. Many others didn't expect it at all. But now, only one person on the field had to face this sword.

He Jiu raised his hand and took a sip of wine.

Xue Liu covered his face, he twisted his wrist and the sword blade fell on the root of Ning Chaolie's sword with a "ding" sound.

The next moment, as if in response, two clear sword sounds rang out at the same time, coming from the tip of the sword and the middle of the sword respectively. The thousand-foot snow flow turned into light mist in an instant, and Ning Chaolie's sword slipped from his wrist and fell to the ground.

Ning Chaolie was stunned and sighed. Most people didn't understand this sword. The sword of the little sword fairy didn't reveal any true energy throughout the whole process. Ning Chaolie's Haoran sword had been shattered like a dewdrop, which was really a dreamlike scene.

Until the phantom-like black snake face whispered: "...Seven-step sword control."

This just made the people wearing swords startled.

"So it's actually true." Cui Zhaoye clapped his hands in astonishment, his eyes bright. "It's said that He Ju can calculate the seven steps of the sword. Once a move is made, he can see the changes of the next seven moves... So Ning Chaolie saw that the sword was within three steps. There was no gap or leakage within three steps. After the three moves were made, He Ju calmly took the sword and won."

Everyone who realized this was inevitably surprised. Ning Chaolie was indeed four steps behind He Ju, but being able to follow the three swords was already an enviable ability.

Because the so-called three-step calculation does not mean just thinking about what sword to use in the third step when the first sword is used. That is just planning and gambling. When attacking, you must ensure that you can use this sword in the third step, and when defending, you must ensure that the third step is under your control. This is the "calculation of three swords."

That means extremely solid and confident sword-fighting skills. The time and space within three feet and after three moves are controlled by my will.

In the martial arts world, if one can keep a steady eye on the changes in the current fight, he is already an excellent swordsman; if one can see the next move earlier than the opponent, the opponent will feel like "ghostly and invisible", let alone after three moves, let alone after seven moves.

Within seven steps, all swords can be controlled and my sword is undefeated… Back then, this little sword immortal was the best swordsman in the world, and now he has finally shown some of his potential.

"But... what was the sword he used to defeat Ning Chaolie?" Cui Zhaoye frowned slightly, "It was such a simple yet exquisite sword technique."

"【Three Trees】." Jiang Yin'er beside him said in a serious voice, "The enemy's sword is the sacred tree. If the three trees are broken, the tree will die. The principle of this sword is simple, and it is also simple to use. However, it requires extremely high insight and control from the swordsman."

"Ah...it turns out to be this sword."

There is no collision of true energy, no interference of magic, and no suppression of realm. This is a pure game of chess and sword.

Cui Zhaoye finished his praise and turned to look at the girl: "So it's Jiang Zhenchuan in person, sorry for the rudeness - Zhenchuan, do you want to try the ancient sage's sword?"

Jiang Yin'er paused, shook her head, and glanced at the person in the upper position, and whispered: "Miss Cui, I heard from Mr. Xu that this is the end of the Liguan case. Do you know the beginning and end of this matter?"

Cui Zhaoye was slightly startled: "...No, does Mr. Xu want you to investigate this matter?"

Jiang Yin'er shook her head. There was a small jade pendant dangling on the side of her plain mask, which made her almond-shaped eyes look even more peaceful. "I just arrived in Shenjing the day before yesterday, and I only heard Mr. Xu's general description of the situation. But now that the culprit is sitting up there without showing his face, and those people are suffering down there, I have to do something."

Cui Zhaoye looked at the girl and felt a little ashamed for a moment. He pursed his lips and said seriously: "Jiang Zhenchuan... There are divisions of labor and opportunities for action. You are a newcomer. Do you know who the four people above are? - In short, if you want to do anything... you can discuss it with me first."

Jiang Yin'er nodded slightly, and the small jade pendant shook again, not knowing what she was thinking.

He looked towards the field and said to himself, "Brother Ning is so good at using his inner alchemy swordsmanship... In fact, his outer alchemy swordsmanship is the best in the Quanzhen realm, but it's a pity that it's not convenient for him to display it here."

The jump in his thoughts made Cui Zhaoye confused for a moment, and he just looked back.

Ning Chaolie was picking up the sword on the field, and He Jiu smiled with satisfaction, turned over and returned to the cloud, and said drunkenly: "The sword is full of energy and is smooth, enough to defeat ninety-nine swords in the world. What a good sword!"

Ning Chaolie raised his sword and saluted: "May I ask you, Senior, I have been cultivating my sword and always feel that it is perfect and there is no room for improvement. However, when facing an enemy like you, it is always difficult to win. I don't know how to break free from the barriers and enter a new realm?"

Cui Zhaoye was just raising his eyebrows when he heard the girl next to him whisper, "Senior Brother Ning's hard work and dedication are impeccable, but it's a pity that his sword talent is not the highest. I guess there's nothing we can do about it."

He Ju on the field was smiling at this time and said, "You are on the right track. Just keep improving. The more you practice, the better you will become. As for the dullness of your heart and the lack of spirit on your sword... that is a matter of a lifetime. It's just that at your age, even though you know it, it's hard for you to accept it."

"..."

It is indeed a cruel thing to face a mountain that you will never be able to cross in your lifetime at the age of twenty. Cui Zhaoye sighed lightly, but saw Ning Chaolie lowered his eyebrows without much expression. He still stood upright and saluted, and left the scene with a smile.

It was originally a competition of skills, and no matter who won or lost, everyone watched with great interest.

On the other side, the theme of the poem to be recited has also been announced. It is a very interesting "This Night". More guests have been trained in this area. No matter they are wearing masks or not, they are all eager to recite a pair. Unfortunately, none of them can surpass the poem by Shangguan Xue Shi, which is both exquisite and captures the spirit of an autumn night.

Cui Zhaoye turned around and saw another side of the sword arena. The man had a bronze complexion, simple clothes, and was holding a single sword. It was Chu Shuiting, the true disciple of Shushan.

This cultivator caused a lot of contempt. He was 23 years old this year, and it seemed that this was his last year in the Pulse Realm. He had already made a great name for himself in the martial arts world with his sword, and he did not rely on his master at all.

Compared to Ning Chaolie who also practiced alchemy, this was indeed the young swordsman who truly represented the swordsmanship of the Tang Dynasty. It was obvious that he came here specifically, and he was dignified enough at this moment. When he drew his sword and stepped within seven steps, he had already aroused a glimmer of light in He Jiu's eyes.

Two sword lights burst out almost at the same time.

It is difficult to summarize the sword of Shushan in one word, but it is definitely possible to summarize Chu Shuiting's sword in one word.

risk.

After wandering around the world for several years, he finally came up with the four words "use life as a sword", which was also the sword art that Ning Shuhong realized on the night when his clothes were soaked with blood.

Cui Zhaoye liked this kind of swordsmanship. His clear eyes were fixed and he watched the battle on the field with bated breath.

In an instant, bizarre and diverse changes broke out, and fantastic sword lights filled people's vision.

Ning Chaolie stood with his sword and watched from the side. At this moment, he once again truly felt the world that he could not reach.

The word "swordsmanship" is converging, and the fight between the two is striving to move towards a simple and direct realm, pointing at the throat, stabbing the heart, cutting the wrist... Everyone feels a thrilling beauty from this sword fight.

At this moment, Cui Zhaoye also saw more clearly the path that she and Pei Ye were about to take. Today, the four words "Seven-Step Sword Control" stirred up a lot of inspiration in her.

But Chu Shuiting is still far away after all.

Seven steps, six steps, five steps... one step at a time, one kill. In the blink of an eye, he had crossed the line that Ning Chaolie had arrived at. Applause broke out in the audience at the same time.

Then it turned out to be four steps, three steps... Jiang Yiner suddenly said, "Wrong."

The next moment, Chu Shuiting was about to take another step forward when he was stopped by He Jiu's sword. The little sword fairy took a big sip and smiled with satisfaction: "Good! It's a really refreshing sword! - It's a pity that you took this road, and you will be even more helpless after encountering the sky wall."

Xu Menglang looked over here, and the mysterious and colorful sword shadows passed through his pupils, which made people admire it even if they didn't understand it. However, when he turned his head to look, he still didn't see the figure of the young man.

But suddenly he was stunned, turned around, and actually heard footsteps on the stairs behind him.

(End of this chapter)