Mortal Bones

"Brother, didn't you say there were no masters in today's competition? Why is it so hard to get a seat again?"

"Have you not seen the list of today's sword-asking monks?"

"No."

"You'll understand when you go and see it."

On a stand north of Jianping, Mu Yuchen and Mu Yun from Guangling Pavilion chatted while struggling through the crowd on the stands and finally squeezed into the Yunlou wing room they had booked.

"Is there anything strange about this list?"

After finding a chair to sit down, Mu Yuchen muttered softly, and then took out her spirit mirror.

She just tapped her finger lightly, and the spirit mirror automatically showed the list of today's sword-asking monks.

Three days before each sword-asking competition, the Nine Prefectures would announce the list of sword-asking monks, and it would no longer be just for the sword-asking monks to check.

"They are all monks I haven't heard of much, what's so strange about this?"

After Mu Yuchen took a quick look, the confused look on his face became more and more intense.

Although the list of candidates for the sword-asking contest was only announced a few days ago, Mu Yuchen and his team had already known the list of candidates for the sword-asking contest half a month ago.

Because of this, Mu Yuchen had already memorized the cultivators on the list who needed attention.

So the cultivators she had never heard of were most likely mediocre.

Mu Yun did not look at Mu Yuchen, but stared at the sword platform below without blinking, and said without turning his head:

"Take a closer look."

Just as he said this, another cultivator, after being named by the mountain-guarding elder, climbed onto the sword platform and took out the sword-asking order to verify his identity.

Mu Yuchen, who was standing aside, saw that Mu Yun was ignoring him, and immediately said with an unhappy face:

"What's the point of keeping it a secret? Brother, can't you just say it directly?"

Mu Yun still ignored Mu Yuchen.

Mu Yuchen curled his lips at the sight, but in the end, driven by curiosity, he scanned the list displayed on the spirit mirror from beginning to end again.

"What's so special about this list... huh?"

Mu Yuchen, who was about to scan the list again, still didn't find anything special about it, and immediately complained to Mu Yun next to her.

But this time, she was only halfway through her words when her eyes were firmly attracted by the last name on the list.

After a long time, her eyes widened and she said in surprise:

"Xu Taiping?!"

Mu Yuchen was naturally familiar with the name Xu Taiping.

After the Golden Scale Meeting that year, this name almost became a nightmare in the hearts of fellow cultivators.

If it weren't for the bone-breaking curse, Mu Yuchen believed that even today, this name would still shine in this sword leader meeting.

As he said that, Mu Yuchen suddenly raised his head and looked at Mu Yun, and asked in confusion:

"Why is Xu Taiping's name on this list?"

Almost everyone in the Shangqing cultivation world knew that Xu Taiping was hit by the bone-breaking curse and stopped at the spirit-refining realm.

So under normal circumstances, his name would not appear on the sword leader list.

Upon hearing this, Mu Yun retracted his gaze towards Jianping and explained:

"I also learned about this from Huang Que a few days ago."

When he said this, Mu Yun leaned back and continued:

"It is said that this was obtained by Zhao Qian, the head of Qingxuan Sect, from Jiufu."

"Jiufu, because of the kindness of Xu Taiping in bringing great martial luck to Zhenwutian, finally made an exception and used Jiufu's luck to ask for a sword order for Xu Taiping from Jiankuibang."

Mu Yuchen was a little puzzled:

"But with Xu Taiping's cultivation, what's the use of asking for a sword order for him?"

She immediately added:

"What's more, he may not be able to come at all."

Mu Yun shook his head and said:

"Sister, whether you can come or not is different from whether you are willing to wait."

After saying this, Mu Yuchen looked at Mu Yun with even more confusion.

Mu Yun did not rush to explain, but raised his hand and pointed to the packed stands around him:

"Sister, have you noticed that at least 70% of the Zhenwutian monks came to watch today's competition."

Mu Yuchen, confused, glanced in the direction of Mu Yun's finger, then nodded woodenly and said:

"It seems to be more than 70%."

Mu Yuchen's spiritual power is far stronger than Mu Yun, and he can also hear other people's thoughts, so he can more accurately judge the number of Zhenwutian monks on the field with just one glance.

But immediately, Mu Yuchen still asked with a puzzled look:

"But what does this mean?"

Mu Yun looked at the sword platform below again, and then said seriously:

"This means that the entire Zhenwutian is willing to wait for him."

Mu Yuchen's heart suddenly shook when he heard this, and his whole body froze there.

Mu Yunze continued with a trace of emotion:

"Do you think that the Nine Prefectures really appreciate Xu Taiping's kindness and are willing to consume their own luck to ask for the Sword-asking Order?"

"Of course not."

"They are willing to do this because they know very well that even if Xu Taiping can never come back, the cultivators of Zhenwu Heaven are still willing to sit here and wait for him."

Just at this moment, the spiritual mirror in Mu Yuchen's hand that was watching the battle suddenly trembled one after another.

Mu Yuchen looked down and found that there were cultivators from other heavens and earth. After questioning that Xu Taiping's Sword-asking Order was obtained unfairly, the cultivators from Zhenwu Heaven began to shout out one after another to refute it——

"Youyuntian, Qianyuan Sect, take care of your dogs. Whether Taoist Taiping is qualified to get the Sword-asking Order has nothing to do with you, Qianyuan Sect?"

"Even if Taoist Taiping's Sword-asking Order was exchanged for Zhenwutian's luck, we are willing!"

"If Zhenwutian's luck is so useful, you Nine Prefectures should rescue Taoist Taiping for us!"

Looking at the shouting words floating in the spirit mirror, Mu Yuchen was shocked:

"Brother, when did Xu Taiping have such a reputation in Zhenwutian?"

But before Mu Yun could answer, the shouting voice in the spirit mirror had already given the answer--

"If it weren't for Taoist Taiping's courage and defeating the heroes at the Golden Scale Conference, how could I, a cultivator of Zhenwutian, have such a reputation in this sixty years? 's overwhelming martial luck? "

"If it weren't for Taoist Taiping chasing the murderer thousands of miles away and punishing the arsonist, when would I, a cultivator of Zhenwu Heaven, be able to stand up straight in this Shangqing Realm?"

"..."

After reading these shouting words, Mu Yuchen raised his head silently and murmured:

"I didn't expect that he would do so many things for Zhenwu Heaven."

And at this moment, the shouting voice of Elder Shoushan came from Jianping again-

"The next monk to ask the sword, Qingxuan Sect, Xu Taiping!"

The monks watching the battle on the stands around Jianping had originally turned a deaf ear to Elder Shoushan's routine shouting, but as the three words "Xu Taiping" came out, the people on the stands around Jianping suddenly fell silent.

"Hua La La..."

Amid the sound of the seats moving, almost all the monks watching the battle looked at Jianping below.

At this moment, on the stands, in front of the spirit mirror, the five directions of heaven and earth were waiting for one person.