The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Chapter 393: Beauty is my only love, the mysterious Zhenwu

quiet!
Surprisingly quiet!

The heroes in the square didn't understand why they had to remain silent so suddenly.

I just know that if I don't do this, it would be like I have committed some heinous crime, so I must be quiet at this time.

Although it seemed like a long time, Fang Xun and Bai Qingmeng's eyes only touched for a moment.

The two looked at each other and then separated immediately, and the square returned to its previous noisy and bustling state.

Everything happened naturally, except that Dongfang Que seemed to notice something and glanced at Bai Qingmeng and then at Fang Xun.

None of the others felt that there was anything wrong.

Fang Xun was still gnawing on his chicken leg.

At this time, a burly man at the same table suddenly asked Li Changkong curiously.

"Brother Li, do you know who the person next to Fairy Dongfang is? Is he also an important figure in the Prince of Yue's Palace?"

Fang Xun also paused, and like everyone else at the table, he looked towards Li Changkong, showing his curiosity for knowledge as a newcomer.

Not many people know about Bai Qingmeng's existence, so it's normal for some people to be curious.

Although Li Changkong felt the same way, he could only helplessly say, "I really don't know."

He glanced at Bai Qingmeng again and sighed again: "There are many hidden talents in the Yue Palace. It's normal that there are people we don't know. But this one, I don't know how to put it, she gives me a very strange feeling. Just like..."

As he was speaking, he became stuck and didn't know how to describe it.

Li Changkong exhausted all the adjectives that could express praise in his mind, but felt that none of them were suitable to describe Bai Qingmeng. It was as if any of the most beautiful words would be a blasphemy when used on the other person.

At the main table, Jia Zizai, the head of the Baiyun Sect, who had gray hair but looked still strong, and a few other people would chat with Dongfang Que from time to time, and Dongfang Que would respond with a sweet smile.

But no one took the initiative to talk to Bai Qingmeng. For some reason, just looking at the other person made them feel ashamed. They didn't even dare to look at her for too long, let alone take the initiative to talk to her.

After a while, Jia Zizai suddenly stood up and spoke.

"Today is my 100th birthday. I am deeply grateful to all the heroes who came to congratulate me."

In an instant, everyone in the square fell silent, and all eyes turned towards the main table.

Only Fang Xun turned his head while still gnawing on his chicken leg, which immediately earned him a lot of contemptuous looks.

When Dongfang Que saw this, he almost laughed out loud, but Bai Qingmeng's eyes remained as calm and peaceful as water.

After some polite remarks, Jia Zizai said, "Many of you must have heard that last month, my disciples found a jade tablet in Lingzhou, which records a set of peerless swordsmanship of the Zhenwu level."

In an instant, all the gazes in the square froze, and then the sky exploded.

Some people were stunned: "A peerless swordsmanship of the Zhenwu level?!"

Some people were filled with endless envy and jealousy: "Are you kidding me? What kind of shitty luck is this?"

Someone looked worried: "Can Baiyun Sect keep this kind of swordsmanship?"

Some people also tentatively speculated: "Could it be that Elder Jia wants to hand over the jade tablet to the Prince of Yue's Palace? Fairy Dongfang came here just for this matter, and used the 100th birthday banquet to let us be witnesses?"

"Of course, Baiyunmen has never thought about keeping it. Otherwise, why do you think Fairy Dongfang came to Baiyunmen today? It's just that it's Mr. Jia's 100th birthday, and you want her to come and congratulate him in person? You're dreaming!"

For a moment, the square was noisy, and only Dongfang Que and Bai Qingmeng looked calm.

Fang Xun had already finished eating one chicken leg and took another one to continue eating it.

Although Lingzhou was flooded, countless treasures were destroyed by the violent flood.

But there were also many things that were not destroyed but were washed away to unknown places by the flood, such as precious items such as gold, silver, jade, and magic weapons.

Among them, there are some secret manuals of magical skills, which are not recorded on paper, but on some non-destructible carriers, such as silk cloth, stone tablets, jade pendants, etc.

Now that the flood in Lingzhou has gradually receded, these undamaged gold, silver, treasures, and martial arts secrets have resurfaced. The most important point is that they are now ownerless, and whoever picks them up will own them!

This immediately triggered a huge treasure hunt craze. Countless warriors from Jiangnan rushed into Lingzhou with red eyes, hoping to return with a full load.

Among them, some disciples from the Baiyun Sect went to Lingzhou to search for treasures, and they also obtained a jade tablet and brought it back to the sect.

When Jia Zizai saw the jade stele for the first time, he was not ecstatic, but almost scared to death.

This is a sword technique of the Zhenwu level. Even if the Baiyun Sect has the support of the Prince of Yue's Palace, it is impossible for them to keep it.

Even if the Prince of Yue's Palace is willing to promise to protect the safety of Baiyun Sect, it is impossible for them to send experts to stay in Baiyun Sect permanently. They can only prevent other warriors who want to rob the sect from coming openly.

But if you can't do it openly, it's the same if you do it secretly.

For a small sect like Baiyun Sect that doesn't even have a Yin Shen Grandmaster, even if just one Yin Shen Grandmaster has an interest in swordsmanship, it will be a catastrophic disaster.

With his face covered, he directly massacred the Baiyun Sect. How could we know who did it?

The guests in the room were talking about it, their eyes filled with shock.

This is a sword technique of the Zhenwu level. Counting the people in the field, excluding Fang Xun, Bai Qingmeng and Dongfang Que, there are only about ten people who have just opened their minds.

A man is innocent unless he is in possession of a treasure!
Immediately, someone else had a strange look in his eyes, as if he was trying to do something bad.

But after meeting Dongfang Que's smiling eyes, his heart felt as if a basin of ice water was poured over it, and he completely calmed down.

At this time, Jia Zizai also sighed: "Although my swordsmanship is good, my Baiyun Sect is a small family and a small business, which is also a disaster rather than a blessing. This time, I invite all heroes to gather together on my 100th birthday, and also for you to be a witness."

As he spoke, he took out something wrapped in black cloth. Someone immediately realized something and a hint of heat appeared in their eyes.

As Jia Zizai began to untie the black cloth, everyone unconsciously slowed down their breathing. More and more people guessed what was inside and stared at the main table, not daring to take their eyes off it for a moment.

Jia Zizai's hands were trembling slightly. He still remembered that when he saw this Zhenwu-level sword technique, he was almost frightened to death.

Although his hands were shaking, he did not delay intentionally. After a while, a blood-red jade tablet about a foot long appeared in front of everyone, with tiny words densely written on it.

At first glance, it looks ordinary, but when you look closely, you can suddenly feel a sharp and cold feeling in your face, as if those are not words, but sword marks.

Unfortunately, most of the jade stele seems to be missing, and it is just a fragment.

But even so, no one in the field dared to move their eyes away and stared at the jade stele.

Even the guests who were far away simply stood up and rushed to the front, each using all their strength to perform lightness skills, fearing that they would be too slow and miss out on the front row.

brush brush --

For a moment, the main table was surrounded by people, three layers inside and three layers outside, and some people even jumped up from the outside to jump in.

Fang Xun's table was no exception. Duan Yun and Li Changkong also had fiery looks in their eyes. Fang Xun also blended into the crowd and found a good seat, but still did not forget to gnaw on the chicken leg in his hand.

"Don't worry."

But immediately a light laugh was heard, and a masculine and righteous aura rose up.

Dongfang Que also slowly stood up, and the little girl's appearance disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Everyone just felt that he was like the bright moon turning into the scorching sun.

Although she was still stunningly beautiful, her face suddenly revealed strength, coldness, and dominance!

However, this beauty that should have made people fascinated and dreaming was made to look so high and strong that people dared not look directly at it. In an instant, everyone felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on their hearts. Their faces turned pale at a visible speed, and their bodies became stiff instantly.

bang-bang-bang-

Those who jumped into the air immediately fell to the ground and landed in the mud.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were filled with fear, and no one even dared to look at Dongfang Que.

The opponent's aura is too strong.
Only Fang Xun and Bai Qingmeng were not affected.

One of them was still gnawing on a chicken leg, as if the peerless swordsmanship was not as attractive as the chicken leg in his hand.

There was another one sitting quietly with a peaceful look on his face, as if all the troubles in the world had nothing to do with him.

"Today, I invite you all to be witnesses. Naturally, I will not let you down. Before coming, His Highness has already instructed that it is better to share the joy with others than to enjoy it alone. Everyone present can watch this sword technique. Everyone has a chance, so there is no need to fight for it."

Dongfang Que was still smiling, but no one dared to look directly at his smile at this time.

After hearing what he said, everyone regained some of their sanity, and when they heard that they could also watch it, their hearts became excited again.

Those who were quick-witted immediately figured out why it was arranged this way.

Letting everyone present watch it is to protect Baiyunmen.

It was a great achievement for Baiyun Sect to present this sword technique, but it was still very dangerous.

The original jade stele was taken to the Prince of Yue's Palace, but no one knows whether the Baiyun Sect had left a copy, and it would still be the target of public criticism.

Now, after all the martial artists who came to celebrate the birthday have seen it, it can also divert the crisis.

Compared to going to Baiyun Sect to seek bad luck, where one has to worry about the Prince of Yue's Mansion, going to those wandering cultivators in the field would mean no worries.

All of a sudden, more and more people understood this, and they began to hesitate, and some even began to back down.

But it was only a part of them. The rest of the people were filled with ecstasy, thinking that they would soon be able to obtain a sword technique of the Zhenwu level.

"I think some people are worried that they will be guilty of possessing a treasure, but since you are here today, when you leave and tell others that you have never seen swordsmanship, will anyone really believe you?"

Dongfang Que seemed to see the hesitation of some of them, and said with a smile.

All of a sudden, everyone stopped hesitating and looked up at the blood-colored jade stele, some even thinking hatefully in their hearts.

"After I leave Baiyunmen, I will spread my sword skills all over the streets. Let's see who will come to trouble me now!"

At this time, Jia Zizai finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Dongfang Que with a grateful look on his face: "Thank you, Fairy Dongfang, for saving my Baiyun Sect from a disaster."

Dongfang Que shook his head and said, "No need to thank me. If you want to thank someone, thank His Royal Highness the King of Yue."

While the two were talking, each guest looked at the small words on the blood-red jade stele with a flushed face, not trying to understand them, but just writing them down first.

Some people feel that they have a bad memory, so they even take off their clothes, bite their fingers, and copy desperately while reading.

While Fang Xun was gnawing on a chicken leg, he was observing the sword technique with great interest. This was the reason why he did not return to the Prince of Yue's Palace immediately after arriving in Jiangnan.

Of course, he was also very interested in a Zhenwu-level sword technique, even if it was mostly incomplete.

The others were not at that level yet and only felt that the sword intent contained in the blood-colored jade tablet was sharp and fierce, but Fang Xun saw more.

Between the lines, he seemed to see a peerlessly gorgeous woman dancing with a sword in her hand.

As her dancing posture was enchanting, brilliant sword lights surrounded this peerless beauty, the edge was cold yet seemed like gentle flowing water.

One only feels that her swordsmanship is so beautiful and dangerous, and her every smile and frown is as free and easy as painting a picture.

"There is a beauty in the north, peerless and independent. One glance from her could bring down a city, another glance could bring down a country."

Fang Xun murmured softly, then turned to exclaim deeply in a voice that only he could hear.

“I never thought that there is such a peerless beauty in the world, who never ages, and who is the only one who is so beautiful. This is actually a perfect dual cultivation technique!

This woman is so narcissistic that she has madly torn her own soul to carry the sword intent and created an absolutely perfect self!

Split yourself into two, let yourself fall in love with yourself, and practice dual cultivation with yourself. It is really eye-opening to know that there is such a method of dual cultivation in the world.

Unfortunately, she could not withstand the vicissitudes of time. As time went by, even this peerless beauty had to age. To this day, this sword technique has lost even its name."

While being amazed, Fang Xun was very worried about the mental state of this senior. But no matter what, he was able to create such a sword technique and break through Zhenwu, which was truly amazing!
And then, Fang Xun suddenly frowned again.

'I also saw the shadow of "Sword of Life and Death" in this sword technique. This woman should have appeared within 900 years ago. At the earliest, she should be a person from the same era as Sword God Mu Qingkong. Why have I never heard of her?'

"The Sword of Life and Death" was created nine hundred years ago by the world's number one master, Mu Qingkong, the Sword God of Shenjian Lake.

Therefore, the woman who created the sword technique recorded in the Blood Jade Stele could at most be from the same era as Mu Qingkong.

But Mu Qingkong could be sure that he was not a woman disguised as a man. He was a man and it was impossible that he was the same person as this woman.

Let’s not talk about how this woman broke through Zhenwu at that time when her spiritual power was degenerating and Zhenwu had become extinct.

Just the fact that this woman was able to break through to the Zhenwu level is definitely a significant event in history.

Even now, the appearance of a True Martial Realm cultivator is no small matter, let alone nine hundred years ago, which would only shock everyone in the world even more.

In order to break through Zhenwu, Xue Linlang brazenly launched a blood disaster that swept across the world, which still terrifies countless people today.

However, this woman broke through to the Zhenwu level, but not a single word about it has been circulated until now, which is extremely strange.

He immediately thought that someone must have deliberately erased the relevant information so that it could not be passed on to future generations, but then he thought that was impossible.

Fang Xun thought about it from another perspective and felt that if it were him.

Before his spiritual power was revived, after he broke through Zhenwu by force through some chance, the first thing he wanted to do was to break the seal of the earth veins.

Because even if you can break through Zhenwu by chance, if you want to continue to improve, you must revive your spiritual power, otherwise you will have a thousand years of life but will not make any progress at all.

But this kind of thing should be a major event that shocks the world, and everyone in the world will know about it unless they are too isolated from the information.

It is impossible to forcibly erase relevant information; there will always be bits and pieces of information passed down.

'This woman also knows Mu Qingkong's "Sword of Life and Death", could she also be from the Divine Sword Lake?

It is possible that Shenjian Lake and other forces that existed nine hundred years ago have records of this woman, but they are top secret and few people know about them.'

Just as Fang Xun was frowning and thinking, suddenly a figure rushed out from the crowd, as fast as lightning. In just a moment, he had reached the edge of the main table and reached out to grab the blood-colored jade tablet.

The speed was so fast that all the guests and the people from the Golden Crane Sect were unable to react.

Fang Xun was still frowning and thinking, ignoring the figure.

Bai Qingmeng's eyes were also empty, as if she was in a trance, and she also ignored the man.

Only Dongfang Que, with a sweet smile, a streak of crimson appeared from her sleeves and suddenly appeared in her hands.

choke--

A sad and beautiful knife light suddenly appeared, and the crystal clear red sleeve knife was tied into a red thread and slashed towards the figure.

Dusk drizzle red sleeve knife -

(End of this chapter)