Reckless

2021-06-18

  Chapter 109 Southern Desolate Sword Unintentional

In the world sect, there is a Sword Pavilion.

The Sword Pavilion is also known as the town Sword Pavilion. It does not only store swords, but also stores all swords without a master.

The weapon is a weapon, and it exists to kill; the weapon of the person in the cultivation, cast with Heaven and Earth Treasure, and Nari Moon's Essence, itself contains Heaven and Earth Might; the higher the rank , The greater the formidable power, if there is no master control, it is easy to accidentally hurt others.

Centrally stored in the Sword Pavilion, not only to ensure safety, the swords can compete with each other, but also to temper the swords by themselves, which is a way of'raising swords'.

Like the Cloud Water Sword Pond, there is a special "Sword Washing Pond". There are millions of residual swords in the pool, sword qi Straight Clashing Nine Heavens; ordinary swords, as long as they can bear it, wash them in the pool Once, it can become a powerful Magical Artifact.

Clear Sky City three great aristocratic families are famous for their swords, and the swords are all put together; the grade of the swords stored in the Sword Pavilion is definitely better than the Sword Pavilion in the town of Upper Nine Sect, but There are more than 10,000 hidden swords in it, and the number is piled up, and it should not be underestimated.

The Sword Pavilion is built in the middle of the Zhang Family Manor on the east side of Clear Sky City. It is a 7th Layer tower. On each floor of the cornice, there is a town house beast.

The estate is very large. There is a Martial Practice Stage in the middle. It is up ahead of the Sword Pavilion. There are also verandas and pavilions for people to observe. Nearly a thousand people have gathered in it and they are watching these three. great family younger generation competition.

In the ancestral ancestral hall behind the Sword Pavilion, a portrait of the Venerable Lord Qingdu is hung on the wall, and the patriarch tablets are placed on the side of the ancestral hall.

Zhang Yinfeng, then Zhang Clan patriarch, held incense and bowed his head to the portrait on the wall; behind him stood Second Brother Zhang Cheng, speaking in a low voice:

"big Brother, someone sneaked into the manor last night and killed three nephews who were patrolling the house. The route was to go to the courtyard where you lived; I rushed over and injured the man, but I couldn’t see his appearance. I only know Sword. Art, a bit like the Sword Art of Zhao Ping in Southern Desolate."

"Zhao Ping?"

Zhang Yinfeng's eyes moved slightly when he heard the name, straightened up, and gently rubbed. He lowered the hilt of the sword around his waist.

The long sword at the waist is three feet six inches long, and at the end of the hilt, there is a red orb embedded in it, named'Hongye', a middle grade Spiritual Artifact.

Zhang Yinfeng remembers the origin of this sword.

Twenty years ago, he was the Young Master of Zhang Family, walking in Shuanlonggang, and met a loose cultivator swordsman.

The two are both swordsmen and congenial. They heard that there was a rogue cultivator in the Southern Desolate land and went to kill them together.

During the war, the swordsman drew this sword, but was also injured.

Afterwards, Zhang Yinfeng came back with this sword.

A burial mound was also set up for the swordsman, which was admired and worshipped by surrounding cultivators and people.

That swordsman, the name is'Southern Desolate Zhao Ping'.

Zhang Yinfeng released the hilt of the sword, calmly said:

"Strictly inspect, and once found, kill it on the spot."

Zhang Cheng catches the sword. Without asking the reason, he turned around and walked out of the ancestral hall... ——    Outside the gate of Zhang Family Zhuang, there is a prosperous long street, which can be regarded as a small fairy family market.

The prestigious cultivators around Clear Sky City were greeted by Three Great Families and walked through the front door to enter Zhuangzi. The unnamed loose cultivator, who came here especially, didn't have this kind of treatment, and there was a long queue outside the side door.

Zuo Lingquan was sitting in a restaurant on the street, eating lunch with Tang Jingxun, the little bird dumpling was standing on the table, the bird's beak had not been closed, and he looked at Zuo Lingquan's chopsticks eagerly.

Cheng Jiujiang has long stopped eating grains, so he has no interest in sitting down to eat, standing at the window and looking out, introduced:    "Zhang Family is respected in Clear Sky City, patriarch Zhang Yinfeng killed demons and demons around the surroundings in previous years , Value emotion, value friendship, and the dead Fellow Daoist who fought side by side, will be properly buried and worshipped every year. Whether in the cultivation or in everything, everyone respects the swordsman......"

Zuo Lingquan I used chopsticks to feed the dumplings. Hearing these stories, I was about to reply a few words, but I noticed that there was a familiar shadow on the bustling street.

The last time Zuo Lingquan met Zhao Wuxie, his destination was Clear Sky City. When he got here, he naturally wanted to "see you again" and kept paying attention to the surroundings. It was just that he looked towards a medicine hall in the distance of the street. There were several martial cultivators with sabers outside the door, but none of them matched Zhao Wuxie.

Tang Jingxun was sitting next to Zuo Lingquan and saw Zuo Lingquan turning his head to look around, and asked: "Little Zuo, what's the matter?"

" Nothing."

Zuo Lingquan stared at the medicine hall, still thinking about Zhao Wuxie, the chopsticks in his hand moved to Tang Jingxun's mouth following the voice.

Dumpling: "叽?"

Tang Jingxun saw the chopsticks stretched out, and was about to open it to catch it, but he reacted immediately, and quickly moved back a bit, his face was rubbed Yihong:    "What are you doing?"

Zuo Lingquan noticed something was wrong when he took the shot, and quickly took the chopsticks back, and looked at Tang Jingxun's face flushed, chest bulging, straight Staring at him weirdly.

"I'm distracted, I didn't pay attention."

Tang Jingxun was almost fed by a man, and his face was a little red. After thinking about it, he didn't say much, and sat away quietly. leave.

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Clear Sky City Three Great Families compete for the spot of'Sword Young Families', and the competition has begun.

Zuo Lingquan also inquired when he came over, and found that the outside standard is different from that of the Great Dan Dynasty. You must be under 30 years of age to refine the 12th layer to be eligible to participate in the Nine Sects Alliance. Of course, there is no restriction. Men and women.

This requirement, apart from Zuo Lingquan in the entire Great Dan Dynasty, there is no second person to meet; Clear Sky City is outside the mountain, but it is also impossible. The Three Great Families add up to only five people in total. They are all close to thirty years old, and most of them have been piled up on Heaven and Earth Treasure since childhood.

The cultivator fights are all in a flash. Five people compete for one spot, and it takes less than one hour to add up.

Zuo Lingquan accompanied Tang Jingxun to finish the meal, and the pecking of the vegetables inside was finished. He left the restaurant and entered the manor with Cheng Jiujiang to participate in today's highlight-giving swords.

Incidentally, if a loose cultivator who has no reputation enters the Zhuangzi, he has to pay for a white jade coin.

Zuo Lingquan was not wealthy at first, and he took two people with him. He couldn't let Cheng Jiujiang, who was a younger brother, give out the tickets. To be honest, it hurts a bit, but all came, and finally reluctantly gave the ticket money. .

With the flow of people, turn left and right in the manor, and soon came outside the 7th Layer Sword Pavilion.

Zuo Lingquan picked a good spot on the veranda, standing behind Tang Jingxun, looking at the Martial Practice Stage outside the Sword Pavilion. Cheng Jiujiang stood with his hands behind and introduced the people present:

"The one sitting directly under the Sword Pavilion is Zhang Yinfeng. Standing behind should be the second child of Zhang Family; the two seats on the left and right are Lin Family and Wang. Family member, Jian Chuer was robbed by Zhang Family, and it doesn’t look good..."

When Cheng Jiujiang was watching, there was also a white-haired elder in the middle of the Martial Practice Stage, speaking loudly. ：    "It’s an honor to be thanked by the Fellow Daoist Fang for coming today to support my Clear Sky City. As the saying goes, it’s impolite not to make a return for what one receives, and I cannot let you Fellow Daoist go on. An errand for nothing, the three patriarchs specially opened the Sword Pavilion to give Fellow Daoist a sword. As for who to give, the old rules, Fellow Daoists want to know..."

"Know the rules, just start Right."

"As expected to be a sword mad for ten miles, it is really bold, then this Zhang doesn't say much, let the venue come out, and those who want to go on stage will end on their own."

The words fell. , The surrounding area of ​​Martial Practice Stage becomes noisy.

The Ten Mile Swordsman who opened his mouth, Linggu 3rd-layer just got stuck on the threshold. Today, it can be said that it is inevitable, and he just got up from the seat.

And the loose cultivator in the surrounding veranda saw this scene, and they all sighed. Only between the seats of the guests, two cultivators stood up, ignored a glance, and began to push each other:    "Fellow Daoist Chen, please!"

"Brother Song, let's go first... …"

Sword grabbing is not a fight. There is no rule that you can't fight on wheels. You can win the championship after everyone is afraid to play, and then you will have a big advantage on the stage. Seeing this, the numerous cultivators naturally sounded cheers, but Before the two people between the seats had an argument, there was a noise in the veranda:

"Is there really someone going up? Didn't you hear the reputation of Shili Jiankuang?"

"It looks like you are young, how do you cover your face?"

"The eyes are so handsome..."

Push the two to stop when they hear the sound, and blink their eyes When I looked, I saw that on the other side of the Martial Practice Stage, a man in a black robe walked towards the center of the Martial Practice Stage.

The man is tall, with well-proportioned limbs, a sword on his back, two scimitars in his hands, a hat on his head, a black scarf on his face, and only a pair of sharp sword eyebrows and Momo eyes , Apart from this, there are no other special accessories.

Ten miles of swordsman Hu Yi, when he saw this appearance, his face became a little serious-cultivation, there are only two reasons for cultivation, but he hides his face in public; one is that his identity is not clean , One is not wanting to reveal identity. If these two kinds of people are not fully sure, they will not come out; if they come out, it means that they are determined to win.

Hu Yi loosened his arms, facing the black clothed person who was walking, raised his hand to cup one fist in the other hand:   "Hu Yi, Linnan County, your excellency ?"

The black clothed person holding two scimitars upside down, walked to the center of the Martial Practice Stage, raised the hat lightly, and said in a clear voice:   "The Southern Desolate sword is unintentional, please enlighten me."

(This chapter End)