Chapter 1387 Competition in the Classical Era
Alone, Li Yao went deep into the Bairen Mountains, climbed up the steps, and saw hundreds of steep peaks like swords, guns, halberds, axes and hooks, and the magnificent scenery.
During the Longquan Conference, most of the peaks of the Ziji Sword Sect were open to all sects in the world, and disciples of different ranks, carrying the latest refined or unearthed magical weapons, sat in the town to demonstrate the magic in the "sword test field" everywhere. The absolute power of weapons.
If monks from other sects take a fancy to these magical weapons, they can further discuss the purchase business with Ziji Sword Sect.
Of course, flying swords and magic weapons are life-and-death matters. If you are not at ease with the demonstration of Ziji Sword Sect members, you can go off in person and verify the edge of this flying sword in actual combat.
On hundreds of mountain peaks, there are angry horses in fresh clothes everywhere, cultivators of various sects waving battle flags, flying swords into rainbows, fighting knives breaking waves, and the sound of "clinking" of swords and swords is endless, like a song Gold and iron horses, magnificent ancient music.
This year's Longquan Conference is different from the past. To put it bluntly, it is a conference where the entire political situation has undergone drastic changes after the new emperor ascended the throne and the arbitrary eunuch Wang Xi fell.
The amount of interest for each sect must be determined according to the strength displayed at the Longquan Conference.
Therefore, in the music of Jin Ge and Iron Horse, there is a bit of fierce and bloody smell mixed in.
In the depths of many mountain peaks, after a series of "clanking" clashes, there are often heart-piercing screams, and even the screams stop abruptly in the middle.
It is conceivable that the person who screamed did not hold back abruptly, but was completely unable to make a sound.
As an ordinary casual cultivator, Li Yao observed several "sword trials" and found that the two sides were indeed fighting for life and death in the name of "testing swords and exchanging ideas". As for the killer, he was either killed or injured three times, and his injuries were quite serious.
What is more interesting is that apart from the three sword trials, which were conducted between members of the Ziji Sword Sect and monks from other sects, there were two more sword trials, which were actually conducted between two monks from other sects.
Moreover, the fierceness of the fight between the two sides was even worse than the contest between the Ziji Sword Sect and the monks of other sects. It was like having the hatred of killing one's father and wishing to die with the other party.
In such a situation, if there were other visitors from modern cultivation civilizations, Monk Zhang Er might be puzzled—didn’t it be agreed that everyone would come together to threaten Ziji Sword Sect?
However, for Li Yao, who has the memory of Ou Yezi and is equivalent to the "Elder of Bailianzong" in the ancient Xiu world, it is no surprise.
Bailianzong's main business is weapon refining, and the magic weapons refined are of course sold to all schools in the world, and even other great worlds.
Therefore, Bailianzong also has new product launches and annual sales events similar to the "Longquan Conference". The scale is even several times larger, and it can attract seven or eight cultivators from all over the world to participate.
At the "Magic Treasure Expo" held by the Hundred Refining Sect, monks from other sects are of course allowed to try out the magical treasures refined by the Hundred Refining Sect, and then negotiate a sale after they are satisfied.
However, every "magic treasure fair" held by Bailianzong will also turn into a "ring competition" between monks from various sects. Fight freely.
And this point was also welcomed by the various sects at that time. The scale of the group arena became larger and larger, and the rules became more and more formal. In the end, it overwhelmed the original intention of the "Magic Treasure Expo".
This is because, in an environment where resources are scarce and the number of cultivators is exploding, there are always some sharp contradictions among the various sects, and even dozens of human lives are mixed in, which are constantly being cut and confused. Feud.
For example, in those small sects that Li Yao saw in the Wujiang Valley, if there were conflicts and old grievances, any spark could ignite their fighting and fighting.
However, the scale has reached the level of "Ziji Jianzong" and "Taixuan Dao", and they have become "too big to fail" behemoths. Any slight disturbance will affect the whole body. Just like the small sects, they came out in full force and fought, and both sides were hurt, and others were taken advantage of in vain.
Therefore, after reaching a certain scale, there are often certain rules and regulations in order to resolve conflicts between cultivation sects, that is, to "draw a path".
However, there are also two very troublesome problems when "drawing the road".
First, it is difficult to find justifiable reasons.
Most of the sects of cultivation still need to show some face. If you want to be a leader, you have to set up a memorial archway. Speaking of which, they are all "immortal masters" who are pure-hearted, single-minded in cultivation, and don't care about the world. It is not good to be naked for a dock Attribution, the monopoly of a certain industry is going to war, right? If it spreads out, won't it become a gangster?
Second, even if the two parties agree on the time, place and rules of the competition, it is difficult to guarantee that the other party will not play tricks, and there is even the possibility of turning their backs and denying it afterwards.
Magic fairs such as the "Longquan Conference" perfectly solve these two concerns.
First, everyone comes here to buy magic weapons. Magic weapons are used to save lives. It’s normal to try more, right? The safest way to try it out is to simulate actual combat as much as possible!
The sword has no eyes, in the simulated actual combat, if you accidentally kill someone, it is also the other party's hit, no wonder others.
Second, such conferences are often held by the most powerful sects in the area, and will gather all the powerful sects to participate. Under the watchful eyes of the public, the two sects use the name of "testing the sword" to resolve conflicts. It's hard to play tricks, it's hard to use intrigue in the process, and it's hard to turn your back on it after the winner is decided.
This can also be regarded as the "hidden rule" in the cultivation world.
Any person or force that violates the unspoken rules will end badly!
Once such unspoken rules are formed, the Longquan Conference is doomed not to be as simple as a mediocre magic weapon expo, but to become a five-year event where the entire cultivation world resolves conflicts and redefines the pattern of interests so as to continue to maintain harmony in the next five years Stable assembly.
And the newcomers from all schools and factions will also take advantage of this great opportunity to jump out to show off their might, trying to make a name for themselves and rise up in the first battle!
Fame, fortune, power, and desire are all intertwined. This is the realm of comprehension, and this is the world!
"Good sword!"
Next to a sword-testing field ahead, hundreds of practitioners surrounded it.
In the middle of the sword test field, there is a Lingxiao swordsman from the Ziji Sword Sect, sitting with his knees crossed, his heart facing the sky, his eyes slightly closed, and a crimson flying sword entwined with his spiritual thoughts, flying rapidly in mid-air , leaving trails of flames, which lasted for a long time, and finally formed the four characters of "Ziji Jianzong", which immediately attracted bursts of surprise.
"I am Jiang Junai, a disciple of the Wind Blade Alliance, with an intermediate cultivation base in the foundation establishment period!"
A young man wearing fiery red light armor with an immature face and full of arrogance suddenly jumped up and rushed onto the sword testing platform. He glanced around triumphantly at first, and then gave a salute to the Lingxiao swordsman in a relaxed manner , loudly said, "This 'Red Flame Cone Heart Sword' newly refined by your school is really extraordinary, but I don't know if it is as sharp in actual combat? Jiang has the courage to try this sword!"
"good!"
"It's Jiang Junai, the newly-emerged master of 'Bashan Prefecture' in recent years!"
"I heard that he has few opponents among the younger generation in Bashan Prefecture!"
The surrounding monks applauded, mixed with the surprised voices of several female nuns, Jiang Junai's face became brighter, and the light in his eyes became brighter.
Sitting cross-legged in the middle of the sword-testing platform, Swordsman Ling Xiao had no expression on his face, like a piece of rotten wood, but opened his eyelids a little, looked Jiang Junai up and down, and said coldly: "Fellow Daoist's cultivation is pure and his magic power is boundless." If you really want to fight, I will definitely go all out. This sword has been refined recently, and it has not yet been retracted freely. As the saying goes, a sword has no eyes. Extreme Sword Sect can't afford it!"
"No problem!"
Jiang Junai blushed, and took out a jade tablet from his waist and threw it over, "I have the 'Life and Death Order' here, and the spirit patterns of my master and our leader have been imprinted on it, try the sword with your life, and kill no one." blame!"
The Lingxiao swordsman grabbed Jiang Junai's order of life and death, and also took out a black mixed iron token from his arms and threw it over, "This is the order of life and death of Ziji Sword Sect, and there is also a teacher on it." And the imprint of the suzerain's spirit pattern! If the skills are not as good as others, and you are unfortunately beheaded by a fellow daoist, you will never be held accountable. Instead, you will give it as a gift with this 'Red Fire Cone Heart Sword'. All fellow daoists are witnesses!"
"good!"
Jiang Junai copied the life and death order of Swordsman Ling Xiao, without looking at it, stuffed it into his arms, laughed, the long sword behind his back faintly roared like a tiger, "Since the life and death order has been changed, then come—"
Before the word "ba" could be uttered, the Swordsman Ling Xiao, who was like a rotten tree, suddenly turned into a storm of flames!
"call out!"
In an instant, like fireworks, like a volcanic eruption, red lights enveloped the entire sword testing ground. As soon as the eyes of many onlookers flashed, two things made a "chi chi" sound and flew into the air.
One, the left arm of Swordsman Ling Xiao.
Second, Jiang Junai's head!
"Crack!"
The arm and the head landed one after another.
Swordsman Ling Xiao spurted blood from his left shoulder, his face was pale, and his face was still expressionless.
There was no pain in the heart, nor the joy of victory, but silently picked up his broken arm, and danced at the opposite side, the violently convulsing headless corpse gave a slight salute:
"Concession!"
After that, he retreated step by step and returned to his rest area, only then did the rest of the disciples step forward to stop the bleeding and heal his wounds, and continue the broken arm.
Until this moment, the headless corpse fell to the ground with a "click", and the blood gushing out of its cavity left a new mark on the sword-testing field, which was already covered with bloodstains.
Two middle-aged monks wearing the armor of the Wind Blade Alliance jumped onto the sword-testing arena.
One of them was pale, had difficulty breathing, and his hair turned gray in an instant. He took a deep look at Swordsman Lingxiao opposite him, his lips trembled for a long time, and he said in a hoarse voice: "It really is a good sword! How much is this sword worth? Our Wind Blade Meng bought it and paid three times the price to compensate fellow daoist for the pain of the broken arm!"
After finishing speaking, one held the head and the other supported the headless corpse, and left sadly in the silence.