Chapter 435: A Stranger Comes to Ask About the Sword

The monster problem in Huanglong Prefecture is much better than that in neighboring Bailu Prefecture. Especially around Jianqi Mountain, it is very difficult to see monsters. In addition, the swordsmiths on the mountain do not disturb the people. Therefore, as time goes by, There were more and more people living in this area. After the founding of the Liang Dynasty, a new county was established here, named Linjian County. The meaning is straightforward. It was just close to Jianqi Mountain. This city had the shortest history in the Liang Dynasty. Nowadays, many sword-making shops have emerged in the counties and cities. They do not make other weapons, but only make swords. Moreover, some of these shops are really good at craftsmanship. It is said that the sword-smiths of several of them have worked in sword making. Qishan Sword Forging only left Jianqi Mountain to set up its own business due to various reasons. Of course, this statement is even more common in the sword-making shops at the foot of Jianqi Mountain. Almost every swordsmith said that he I used to forge swords in Jianqi Mountain, but I don't have the leisure to refute rumors in Jianqi Mountain. Therefore, there is a mixed bag here. Whether you can find out the mistakes here depends entirely on your own ability.

Xu Bai and his wife had arrived in Linjian County three days ago. They visited more than a dozen sword-making shops but could not choose the flying sword they wanted. After that, Xu Bai was a little discouraged. As for Jiang Ying, she was even more discouraged. It's anxious.

Originally, according to her idea, after getting the demon horn, she could get a flying sword from the Sword Qi Mountain. Let’s not talk about the grade for the time being. Just the flying sword circulated from the Sword Qi Mountain. It's not bad, but now that my idea has failed, I have to accompany my husband to try my luck here.

The two of them once again stepped into a sword-making shop. After looking at the dozens of flying swords displayed in the shop, Xu Bai couldn't help but sigh and shook his head, and then walked out of the shop with a disappointed look on his face. Jiang Ying couldn't help but feel sad when she saw her husband like this. He comforted softly, "Husband, let's take another look, maybe we can find a suitable flying sword."

Xu Bai nodded and forced out a smile, "No need to worry."

Although the battle with Chen Chao was not a so-called life and death fight, it was true that his flying sword was broken, but even so, he could not find any reason to blame the other party. It was just that after losing the flying sword, as a sword cultivator, Xu Bai seemed to have broken off his arm, which made him a swordsman miserable.

But he couldn't express this pain, otherwise Jiang Ying, who had always felt guilty, would feel even more guilty.

Jiang Ying asked tentatively, "Otherwise, I'll go up the mountain again to ask for the sword. It didn't work last time, maybe it will work this time."

It's not like Xu Bai has never gone to Jianqi Mountain to seek a sword, but last time, Xu Bai didn't get his favorite flying sword.

Xu Bai sighed and said, "Like last time, there will probably be no change this time. How can a place like Jianqi Mountain treat casual cultivators like us differently?"

Jiang Ying also looked sad and said softly, "But my husband is not worthy of their flying sword."

Xu Bai quickly thought about it. After reaching out and holding the hand of the woman beside him, he smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, there will always be a turning point."

Jiang Ying smiled bitterly and nodded. It was really hard to say anything at this moment.

In fact, she was still a little dissatisfied with the young warrior who broke her husband's flying sword.

Xu Bai saw Jiang Ying's thoughts, shook his head and said, "I'll tell you one last time, don't bear any grudge against that fellow Taoist. If it weren't for him, I would have been separated from you forever."

Jiang Ying nodded and said softly, "I understand."

Xu Bai said, "Go to the foot of Jianqi Mountain to try your luck."

Jiang Ying nodded and did not refuse.

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Linjian County goes all the way south, and after the sword-making shops gradually disappear, there is a green mountain and green water. There are many villages here built on the mountains, living a life of sunrise and sunrise, but it is strange Yes, these villagers who have lived here for generations have almost never been infested by monsters.

It's just that in such a remote place, no one digs into this kind of thing.

Pieces of paddy fields surround each family's yellow mud house, making it a very beautiful landscape.

A farmer had just finished working in his paddy field. He came to a nearby waterwheel and washed the mud off his legs with mountain spring water. Then he sat down on the field ridge and began to take out a dry cigarette from his arms and start smoking. Lingering, as if all the fatigue had disappeared at this moment.

Just as the man was smoking a dry cigarette, he saw a young man slowly approaching the waterwheel on the path leading to the outside of the village.

When the man saw it, he saw an unfamiliar face. He quickly became interested and said, "Where are our guests coming from?"

When the young man heard the sound, he stopped next to the waterwheel. He first reached out and held a handful of water and took a few sips. Then he responded with a smile, "Come from afar."

The man was not angry after hearing this ambiguous answer. He just said cheerfully, "It's been a long time since I saw a stranger coming. Who are you looking for? I know all the dozens of people in this village."

The young man shook his head and just smiled and said, "I borrowed the road."

Hearing this answer, the man was startled and asked curiously, "Does the guest want to go through the back mountain?"

The young man had never been to this place before, but after hearing this, he probably confirmed that it was the place he was looking for, so he nodded, "Brother, are you familiar with it? Tell me about it?"

The man glanced at the young man in front of him inexplicably, and then

He said, "There is an iron chain at the top of the back mountain, and the mountain further inside is only a few hundred feet high, and there is only an iron chain. No one in the village dares to walk up it, but you strangers, I heard that one will come in a few decades.”

At this point, the man said in confusion, "I heard from the old people in the village that when you outsiders come here, don't you have to bring swords?"

The young man didn't say much, just stretched out his hand, and a flying sword appeared in the palm of his hand, and then tied it around his waist, and then smiled and said, "I was afraid of scaring my brother, but now I think I was worrying too much."

The man took a puff of his cigarette and said indifferently, "Although ordinary people like us can't go to the back mountain, there are people coming out from time to time, all carrying swords and with good tempers. Sometimes they even help us plant rice. The old people in the village said that there are gods and immortals living there. If it weren't for them, our village would not be peaceful."

The young man nodded and smiled, "It looks really good."

The man nodded and smiled, "Actually, you are not bad either. It seems that the gods and immortals who have been here before are not as good-tempered as you. They all have cold faces and are unwilling to say a word."

The young man smiled but said nothing.

The man suddenly asked, "Haven't you eaten yet? How about you eat at my house before you leave?"

The young man thought about it, and then didn't refuse, just smiled and said, "Then I'll trouble you, brother."

The man laughed, just stood up, picked up his hoe, and led the young man to his home.

But along the way, the man talked a lot.

"I've also heard that you outsiders come here to challenge the gods in the mountains. It seems to be called a sword fight. Is that the way to say it?"

"Asking about the sword and fighting the sword are almost the same. That's the way to say it."

"Hey, I haven't seen the outsiders who came before, but anyway, I heard that some people came happily and left dejectedly in the end. Is that a loss?"

"If you win, you will leave happily."

"In fact, winning or losing doesn't matter. Who can win or lose in this life? But I also heard that some people never came back after going there. I don't know if it's because they lost. Yes, it stayed there."

"It's probably dead."

"Ah, then it's not worth it, why risk your life?"

The young man smiled and said, "Some people like to get stuck in a dead end, and you can't stop them."

The man sighed, not knowing what to say. Finally, he came to his house and shouted, "Wife, take down last year's bacon and kill a chicken. There are guests!"

Hearing her husband's call, a woman immediately stuck her head out, took a look here, and immediately laughed, then turned around to catch chickens in the chicken coop.

Then the man dragged a bench out of the house, sat on the stone slab at the door of his house with the young man, and took a puff of dry tobacco happily. Then he smiled and said, "I heard that there was a child in the village who was taken to the mountain by the immortal master in the back mountain. It was a matter of hundreds of years ago. I don't know if the child is still alive."

The young man thought about it and didn't say anything. He just looked at the child who was secretly looking at him at the door not far away, and then waved to him.

"Bastard, stop being a girl, come out and call for help!"

The man also noticed his kid and waved his hand in annoyance.

The seven or eight-year-old child came out timidly, but when he came to the young man, he hesitated for a long time and didn't know what to say.

The young man reached out and touched the child's head, then smiled and took out a piece of candy from his arms, handed it to the child, and then smiled and said, "Brother, if your kid is favored by the gods in the back mountain and wants to be taken to practice, are you willing?"

The man was stunned, then smiled and said, "If this stinky boy is favored, it is his blessing, so there is no such thing as willingness."

The young man nodded and smiled without saying anything.

After that, the two talked about some trivial things, and then they started eating.

The child probably hadn't eaten such a sumptuous meal for a long time, so he ate it with relish and didn't care about anything else.

After eating and drinking, the man took the young man to the back mountain.

It didn't take long before they arrived in front of the iron chain on the top of the mountain.

The iron chain leads to the thick fog ahead, and the end is not visible, but the height in between is definitely more than a hundred feet. If you fall from here, you will die.

The man pointed at the iron chain and said softly, "I saw those gods and immortals coming out from here before, but if it were me, I wouldn't dare to go forward. Those who can go through are all capable."

The young man smiled and said, "If you can come back, come and chat with me again."

The man was stunned. He didn't understand what the young man said, but he didn't care. He just nodded and smiled, "Then I'll treat you to a meal."

The young man nodded, then just took a step forward, landed on the iron chain, and walked forward calmly.

The man stood there, still not feeling strange, just took two puffs of dry tobacco, and sighed, "They are all gods and immortals."

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After walking to the end of the iron chain and into the depths of the thick fog, the young man was shocked by the spectacle in front of him and couldn't speak.

What came into view was a mountain suspended in the air, the mountain was hidden in the sea of ​​clouds, and outside the mountain, there were countless flying swords flying around, as if they were guarding the mountain, or just cruising around. Then, endless sword energy was released, as if there was a peerless sword between heaven and earth, right in front of us, showing its edge.

At this moment, no one would doubt that the mountain in front of us was the most mysterious sect in the world.

The sword sect that dared to say that only those who came from our sword sect were true sword cultivators!

The young man gathered his mind, reached out and pressed the flying sword that was already trembling, and whispered, "Don't worry."

After taking a deep breath, the young man said in a deep voice, "Liu Banbi of the Academy has come to the Sword Sect to ask the seniors about swordsmanship!"

The sound was not loud, but it was enough to reach the top of the mountain.

But before he finished speaking, a flying sword flew towards Liu Banbi from in front of the high mountain. The sword energy was billowing with great force.

Liu Banbi remained silent. At the same time, he pulled out the flying sword and held the cicada, and held out a sword. The sword was also full of energy. Then Liu Banbi let go of the flying sword and held the cicada, allowing the two flying swords to fight. Liu Banbi then continued to laugh. He said, "This junior comes to the Sword Sect to inquire about swordsmanship. I don't ask the sect master to draw swords and teach me, but why should I learn some moves from a senior swordsman?"

There was laughter from the other side of the mountain, "Liu Banbi, if you want to see the sect master draw his sword, it's not difficult. If you can challenge me with swordsmanship, you will naturally see the sect master draw his sword."

Liu Banbi smiled and asked, "Senior, how many sword immortals are there in the Sword Sect?"

The other side didn't answer, just said, "Then it depends on how many swords you can hold."

Liu Banbi smiled and said nothing. At this moment, his sword intention had reached its peak state. Facing this mysterious sect, he did not dare to relax at all. The sword sect had not participated in worldly affairs for many years. Although the swordsmanship is practiced behind closed doors, it can still be regarded as a holy place by swordsmen all over the world, which shows how extraordinary this sword sect is.

Liu Banbi asked about swordsmanship this time. He did not seek truth and overwhelmed the entire swordsmanship. He only wanted to defeat at least one of the swordsmen among them, so that the swordsmanship would know that not all swordsmen in the world were inferior. Sword Clan Sword Cultivator.

The flying sword quickly got rid of the cicada and returned, and another majestic voice came from the mountain, "You have some skills, no wonder you didn't die on that Great Wall."

Afterwards, the sea of ​​clouds dispersed, and a middle-aged swordsman with a sword hanging from his waist appeared in Liu Banbi's sight.

The middle-aged sword cultivator hovered in mid-air and quickly announced his home address, "Sword Master Chen Tianzhen."

Liu Banbi was startled. He had never heard the name of the sword cultivator in front of him, which meant that this person had never walked in the world. However, the opponent's sword energy showed that he was undoubtedly a swordsman.

Is this the foundation of the world's number one sword sect?

Liu Banbi recalled Feijian Cicada and did not rush to take action. He just asked, "I have two questions, please answer them, senior."

Chen Tianzhen smiled and nodded, "But it doesn't matter."

"I dare to ask senior, how many sword cultivators have fought at most during the past hundred years who have come to the Sword Sect to inquire about swords?"

Asking how many battles there were, in fact, it was asking how many times the current sword cultivator had defeated this sword sect sword cultivator?

Chen Tianzhen said calmly, "In the past hundred years, there have been very few sword cultivators who have come here, and none of them has defeated me, the sword cultivator of the Sword Sect."

Liu Banbi smiled and said, "It looks like this junior is going to start this."

Chen Tianzhen smiled and looked at the young man in front of him. Although Jian Zong was the number one sword sect in the world, he did not regard other sword cultivators as rivals. As for the so-called saying that all sword cultivators in the world came from Jian Zong, it was nothing but a fact.

"One more question?"

Liu Banbi nodded and said, "The second question for me is, how can I go into the mountain and see the scenery of the Sword Sect?"

Chen Tianzhen shook his head and said, "Jianzong has never allowed outsiders to go to Jianshan. If you really want to set foot in Jianzong, except for being a disciple of my Jianzong, if you can defeat the sect master, no one in Jianzong will stop you."

Liu Banbi smiled bitterly and said, "Junior is still somewhat self-aware. I have seen the sect leader's Sword Sect Talisman a few days ago. I am no rival."

Chen Tianzhen remembered something and said with a smile, "The juniors in the sect have mentioned your name before and received a lot of praise."

Liu Banbi took a deep breath. He naturally knew that the other person was talking about Yu Xiyi. However, at this moment, the sword cultivator who came out of the academy was unwilling to mention it. He just said, "Then I will ask senior for advice."

Chen Tianzhen stretched out his hand and signaled Liu Banbi to take the lead in drawing his sword.

Liu Banbi didn't waste any time, he stretched out his hand, held the cicada in his hand and lifted it up into the air, his sword energy rolling around, which was quite impressive.

Chen Tianzhen praised, "It is not unreasonable to say that the flying sword of Jianqi Mountain is the strongest in the world."

Afterwards he thought about it and was still calm

He said, "At your age, I didn't have your swordsmanship."

Liu Banbi didn't talk nonsense. He held out a sword that contained a lifetime of swordsmanship. After a moment, the billowing sword intent was extremely terrifying. Even in front of this Sword Sect with countless flying swords, it was still shining brightly.

Chen Tianzhen muttered silently and unsheathed the flying sword at his waist. The billowing sword energy cut through the surrounding sea of ​​clouds with the attack of the sword. This sword cultivator who has never had much fame in the world has actually been doing it all these years. He practices in the mountains and occasionally walks around the world with an extremely low profile. He has never told the world about his identity as a swordsman. He has been unknown for decades. This is unacceptable to many monks, but for the swordsman of this sword sect, It's just commonplace. If they care about worldly fame, they are not qualified to enter this sword sect and learn swordsmanship.

Moreover, even the sect master who is known as the world's best swordsman hardly walks around in the world. How can these sword cultivators have the face to seek fame?

Just like the name of Jian Zong, without adding any title in front, just the two words Jian Zong can explain everything.

Liu Banbi's cicada was already heading towards the flying sword. The two swords intersected for the first time. Chen Tianzhen's flying sword retreated an inch, and the sword energy spread out in all directions, advancing layer by layer in the sea of ​​clouds.

Chen Tianzhen's expression changed slightly. The junior sword cultivator in front of him was humble enough, but his sword intent was truly aggressive and he had no intention of holding back.

Knowing that this man had been killing monsters in the north for many years, and that the word "kill" was more important in the way of swordsmanship, Chen Tianzhen thought with a thought, and made the flying sword leave the battlefield, and then fell back into his hand. Then he sighed and said, "I underestimate you." "

Liu Banbi said nothing, but moved slightly, came to the air, grasped the cicada, and then unyieldingly handed out a sword. At this moment, there was a wave between heaven and earth, whistling and surging.

Chen Tianzhen blocked with his sword, but after a moment, his body could not help but retreat a few steps.

Then he sheathed the sword and said calmly, "I lost."

Since it was a sword duel, it didn't matter whether it was a life-and-death fight, nor did it matter if you had to struggle hard when you knew you were at a disadvantage. Most of the sword cultivators who went to the Sword Sect to challenge were like this, but as a sword cultivator of the Sword Sect, he still had the temperament to admit defeat.

This sword duel was decided within a quarter of an hour, and Liu Banbi was a little unsatisfied.

Chen Tianzhen turned around and said loudly, "Brother Ji, I lost."

Then a laugh came from the mountain, "Brother, you should practice sword diligently."

Chen Tianzhen ignored the sound in the mountain and smiled at Liu Banbi, "The second game will be played by Brother Ji and Liu Jianxian. I will just watch from the side."

Liu Banbi nodded, and at the same time, he felt a sense of respect for the Sword Sect in front of him. He came to ask for swordsmanship, saying that it was just a competition, but in fact, in the eyes of other sects, this was a matter of face for the sect. It would be best if they could defeat him in the first game when sending people to fight.

But the Sword Sect did not seem to care about face. Chen Tianzhen and his sword skills were on par with each other. He was not the strongest of this generation of the Sword Sect. Sending him out to lead the battle was actually the way of hospitality of the Sword Sect.

All sword cultivators in the world are friends.

A moment later, a handsome swordsman in black appeared not far in front of Liu Banbi, bowed and smiled, "I am Ji Baili, wearing the sword Qingxing, please teach me, Liu Jianxian."

Liu Banbi did not rush to draw his sword, but just asked, "May I ask, senior, how many swordsmen are there in this generation?"

Ji Baili shook his head and said, "Again, if Liu Jianxian wants to know how many swordsmen there are in this sword sect, it depends on Liu Jianxian's own ability."

Liu Banbi took a deep breath and was more and more amazed at the foundation of the sword sect in front of him.

The strong men in this sword sect are probably not less than those in Chixin Temple.

Liu Banbi smiled and said, "Speaking of which, if I knew I wanted to learn swordsmanship earlier, I should have come to the sword sect to become a disciple."

Knowing the background of the swordsman in front of him, Ji Baili smiled and said, "If you say that, I'm afraid the dean will be sad."

"Sir, you have a good temper, I don't think it will be like this."

As soon as Liu Banbi finished speaking, he had already stretched out his hand and held the cicada in his palm again, and the sound of the cicada began.

Ji Baili's sword energy rose slightly, like a spring breeze, without murderous intent, but with some warm spring feeling.

His flying sword slowly left the sheath, and the sword body was green, just like the spring scenery.

The flying sword named Qingxing had a slender sword body and was sharp.

The two flying swords, which also came from Jianqi Mountain, were now held in the hands of their respective masters, and the sword energy was flowing.

A big battle was about to break out.

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Deep in the Jianzong, there was a cave with a cold sword energy. In front of the cave, several rusty flying swords were half inserted into the mountain.

In the first battle between Liu Banbi and Chen Tianzhen, there was no sound in the cave. It was not until the sound of cicadas that someone in the cave said "um" in a light tone.

Somewhat satisfied, but not enough.

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