Bashan Sword Field(Wu Zui) Novel Chapter 17: Can I have a drink?

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Chapter 17: Can I have a drink?

Lin Zhujiu’s eyes lit up,full of amazing, I do not know whether it is because of Shi Changluo and Ye Xinhe’s swords, or because of Yan XinLan’s sword.

There was also a strange look in the eyes of Shi Changluo, and his face became a little dignified, pointing to the sword moving again.

A fierce sword is intended to form in front of him, the fire which Yan XinLan just pressed down in the bonfire is strangely drawn out to form a small fire sword, which pricks Ye Xinhe’s chest.

Ye Xinhe’s eyes squinted slightly, his fingertips trembled slightly, and his sword breath fell like a cloud of rain and fog. Both of them made a light noise, but this time there was no venting of any strength.

Shi Changluo takes the finger as a sword, the swordsmanship will change again.

Obviously only a finger, but there are three indefinite sword from different directions stabbed to Ye Xinhe, and the sword is also like the water line was blown by the wind, fluttering and fluttering.

Lin Zhujiu looked full of admiration, can not help reaching for a glass of wine.

Shi Changluo’s sword is like a sword move in an unintended sword, but it also seems to blend the sword moves of the Xishan Sword Sutra. In addition to the ethereal meaning of the sword, there is also a feeling of being gentle and dense, and the force of succession is constant.

Such a sword alone was the best he had seen in years.

Ye Xinhe’s face gradually became more and more solemn, and his finger sword still moved very slowly, like many invisible things hanging over it, but the air in front of him suddenly stormed away, like a frantic waterfall generated, and swept at a very fast speed.
He chopped the three swords to pieces with a swift, wild, and quick sword.

Division officers point to the sword also suddenly become faster, fast as a storm.

Slurp, dozens of swords pure to shoot fast, random arrows shot at Ye Xinhe.

Ye Xinhe only produced a sword, a sword will be like an umbrella, and also like lotus leaves up.

At almost the same time, Ye Xinhe’s tail finger popped out, and a sword gas pierced the master’s brow and heart.

The two men drew their swords more and more quickly, and in a twinkling of an eye they exchanged more than a dozen swords.

Ordinary practitioners can not even see clearly where the sword is, but Lin Zhujiu and Yan Xin Lan have seen every sword move.

Although Ye Xinhe’s sword moves are equally subtle and unspeakable, they are only derived from the two Jian sutras he has learned, but most of these swords come from different Jian sutras, some of which are even a combination of several swordsmanship, and have the intention of gathering their talents.

Ye Xinhe’s complexion grew colder and colder, but his eyes became more and more calm, as calm as a pond without a trace of wind, with no ripples at all.

There was a sudden gust of wind.

Ye Xinhe’s fingers have been only slightly moved, but at this time is a sudden lightning forward, some exaggerated in the air delimited a.

The division commander’s complexion changed slightly, and his fingers were connected three times in the air.

Three thunders.

Ye Xinhe’s fingers went down and up, and the thunder seemed to be at the tip of his fingers.

Shi Changluo took a deep breath and drew a sword in front of him.

Ye Xinhe’s expression suddenly loosened, and his fingers went straight to the teacher’s chest to prick him in the collaterals.

Yan Xinlan come again, sword pressure flame.

With a “bang”, Shi Changluo shook and took a step back.

Shi Changluo’s complexion was a little pale.

Lin Zhujiu just wants to say a word of relief, but Shi Changluo says: “Brother Ye, this compares sword, actually,I won.Because I started later than you, the time to build the sword is also short, the ZhenYuan is also inferior, if gives me more than half a year time, the result of the compares possibly to be I surpasses you one sword.”

In fact, in his opinion, getting started is not a problem. Every day, every month, there may be new opportunities. Strength cannot be fully measured by the time of practice. But what he can now be sure of is that Shi Changluo is indeed an unworldly prodigy.In many talents should be far beyond him, even more than Lin Zhujiu and Yan Xin Lan.

He was originally extremely conceited and proud of himself, but in front of Lin Zhujiu he can not be proud, and just Yan Xin Lan’s hand, but also let him know that Yan Xin Lan will not lose to Lin Zhujiu.

He did not respond, the atmosphere was somewhat dignified.

However, at this time, not far from the woods, but there are footsteps.

A person hastens but, suddenly smell wine incense, then immediately spirit quakes like big joy, “good wine!”

The man had a heavy voice, but he was not a young man.

“who are your predecessors?”

Although only the voice was heard, no one was seen, but Lin Zhujiu had decided that he was a spiritual practitioner who had reached the seven realms of spiritual practice.

A realm of Tongxuan, Erjing refining gas, Sanjing ZhenYuan, four melts yuan, five kingdoms god read, six kingdoms this life, seven kingdoms move mountains, eight kingdoms Kai Tian, nine kingdoms longevity.

Eight kingdoms and nine kingdoms have been legendary realms since ancient times. In the world of spiritual practitioners, those who can truly cultivate to seven realms, and who can move a huge mountain like a huge mountain to draw the energy of heaven and earth into their own use, are already truly masters of practice.

The vast majority of practitioners in the world often find themselves stuck between three and five realms in their lives. Even though Lin Chiu-chiu and his teacher are extremely gifted, they are not unexpectedly destined to reach the seven realms, but at this time they are still only in harmony with each other.
Touch the threshold of the five realms and can’t really cross it.

It takes time for everything to accumulate, a great gift, but it can be done faster than the average person, and it will not stay in a certain stage of practice for long because of some obstacle to seeing, but it can’t be crossed directly.

The breath of the man who uttered the sound was as strong and sacred as that of Uncle Qi, whom he was familiar with, as if light were falling on this man in a distant unknown place in the sky.And then connected to the air machine in the human body.

So this man should be the master of seven kingdoms.

“Huang Daochen.”

The visitor smiled, a purple swordsman had appeared by the campfire.

He appeared as fast as he could out of thin air, there was little wind, not even a bonfire.

Huang Daochen, seemingly kind and amiable, but Yan Xin Lan at this time is thinking of the previous in the town Yu Yijin said those words.

Of course, she felt that such a person could not have come to observe the ceremony.

“can I have a drink?”

Huang Daochen sniffed at his nose, and soon looked grave. “it was a good wine.Chu’s brewing methods, only the top brewery master and excellent materials, to produce such a good wine.”

“Please.”

Huang Daochen sank a glass of water from his drink, only to take a sip, and his eyes were full of intoxication. “even in Changling, it is rare to see such a fine wine.”

Wine is for people to drink, he does not care, not to mention those who understand wine will be better.

Huang Daochen took a deep look at the other three. He knew that the owner of the wine was Lin Zhujiu. He drank another glass, but looked at Lin Zhujiu and said, “I owe my little friend a debt of gratitude for this fine wine today. If you go to Changling in the future,
Feel free to call me if you have something to worry about.”

“the point is, what are you doing in Bashan?”

Ye Xinhe, on the other hand, was very direct, saying, “an elder like you will not come here without incident.”

“I would like to take a look at Gu Liren’s sword, if there is a chance.”

Huang Daochen took a look at Ye Xinhe. “but don’t get me wrong. I’m from Qin. I just want to see it.”

Bashan Sword Field(Wu Zui) Novel Chapter 16: I want to try your sword first

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Chapter 16: I want to try your sword first

 

Some people go into the mountains, others out.

In the misty rain, the purple rosewood of the small town opened for the first time, and the sound of the wheels of the carriage rolling over the uneven stones rang out in the mountains.

In the mountain, there is a teenager out of the gate of Bashan sword field.

The teenager was dressed in a yellow shirt, had a white complexion, seemed to bask very little in the sun, and his face was not as sharp and bookish as many young people.

He was also carrying a thick book with a black cover in his arms, and it seemed that he would not let it go all the time, as if there were still some questions in the book that he still did not understand.

The mountain road was slippery, but the tall pine trees were relatively dry, with their crowns stacked off most of the Rain Water, and the rain drops that fell on the trees sucked by dried bark and a thick layer of pine needles on the ground.

There are three people deep in the pine forest.

Lin Zhujiu, Yan Xinlan and Ye Xinhe.

There were two or three sheds of different shapes made of bark, which were not clean, but miraculously there was no trace of any insects. There was water in the tank inside, and rice in the bowl.

Lin Zhujiu is cooking wine.

It was good wine, the wine he had snatched from the horseshoe’s nest of thieves in Yunmeng Mountain.Those horse thieves know that the scenery is not as beautiful as the sunset today, they are very clear that today may not have tomorrow, so these horse thieves can be kept drunk, and even reluctant to drink wine, must be excellent.

The wine is emerald green, with some strange floral fragrance, but not strong and not faint.

Wine is good wine, but not everyone is good at wine.

Yan XinLan prefers sweet soup.

Ye Xinhe at most one cup of wine.

Suddenly saw such a young man holding the book appeared in the sight, Lin Zhujiu first stunned, and then a sentence is, “can drink?”

The bookish teenager bowed politely, smiled and said, “Just a cup.”

Lin Zhujiu then immediately some disappointment, he immediately some miss Mao Qi.

“you know us?”

Ye Xinhe’s concern was not whether he could drink or not. He looked at the young man who came forward, and just looked at the manner of the boy. He felt that this young man was no stranger to this place, so his eyebrows involuntarily stirred up, “are you from the Bashan Sword Field?”

“Lin Zhujiu, Ye Xinhe, Yan XinLan.”

The boy nodded gracefully, picked a stone with his arms and kicked it to the campfire, sat down, and then said, “I am your brother according to the entry time.”

“what is your name?”Yan Xin Lan is a little strange, she has never seen this young person before, but Lin Zhujiu and Ye Xinhe stayed in Bashan sword yard for a long time, especially Lin Zhujiu.

It’s strange that they haven’t even seen him.

“my name is Shi Changluo.”

The young man smiled a little, he looked up at Yan XinLan, but there was some indescribable arrogance in the beauty, “I usually read book in the sword tower, so I have never seen you.”

“you’re the nerd in the turret who be shut down?”Lin Zhujiu immediately reacted, surprised to look at the young man named Shi Changluo.

Ye Xinhe and Yan XinLan also looked at each other, eyes are a little complicated up.

It has long been said that this man was brought back from Guanzhong by Yu Zuochi, but when he arrived at the Bashan Sword Field, it was said that he did not want to practice with Yu Zuochi, but instead asked to observe the Sutra on his own in the sword tower.

And. . And then it took a long time.

At first everyone thought he was an alien, but then for too long the idea faded, even forgetting that such a person existed.

Too unique a person often does not belong to the group, but fortunately the Bashan sword field these people are very unique.

“have you really never followed Uncle Yu in spiritual practice?”
Lin Zhujiu looked at the younger brother and asked.

Shi Changluo nodded, “really no.”

Lin Zhujiu slightly frowned and kindly said: “then did you hear that uncle Yu went to the mirror lake sword meeting?”

“I know.”

Shi Changluo smiled,he smiled like a cunning fox. “of course I knew he was fierce,” he said. “that’s why I followed him to Bashan.”

Yan Xinlan could not help but ask: “then why you only self-study?”

“because it’s faster by reading.”

Shi Changluo said: “and sword tower accumulated a lot of books, I can choose at will, with him to practice sword, I can not pick at will.”

There are also many swords in the sword tower of the Bashan sword Field, and indeed there are many sword sutras.

However, this is the same as any other sect that has been in existence for a long time. Generations of practitioners store their understanding of sword tactics, as well as some of the books of practice they have acquired in the course of their own practice, in the gate, waiting for the view of those who come after them.

These are the precious property.

However, many of the practitioners who got the Sword Sutra at that time did not study it, because the spiritual practices of the world of practitioners are as vast as the sea of stars. In the past centuries or even millennia, how many practitioners have emerged and how many methods of practice have been spread out?

That’s an unusually large number.

Some practitioners believe that the method of practice is a fallacy for some people. It is a real problem to pick one of the stars that is useful among all the stars.

Moreover, many spiritual classics are not transmitted to the outside, and there are already many obstacles in the interior. Some of the secrets are not explained by the teacher’s words and deeds. In fact, there are already mistakes in the written and catalogued records.

Bashan sword field of the classic, there are many very strong, but the residual classics, not at all.

What kind of confidence do you have, or are you crazy enough, to say that learning from a practitioner like Yu Zuochi is not as good as watching a mountain of Sword sutras?

Like Yu Zuo-chi, who is already at the highest point in the world of practitioners, he already has an eye that no one else has. If he were to teach his disciples, it would naturally be possible for anyone to avoid many detours.

Even if he went to the Sword Sutra and randomly selected a few copies to be thrown to his teacher Luo, he simply said that among them, those true yuan techniques were desirable, and which sword moves were very useful, which might save a person more than ten years of hard work.

Ye Xinhe originally felt that he was arrogant among this group of people at the Bashan Sword Field. Among the entire generation of young practitioners at the Bashan Sword Field, he did not see much in his eyes.

However, he also felt that if he followed Yu Zuo Chi, even if Yu Zuo Chi only used the simplest way, he would have saved many years of hard work.

He looked at this very bookish younger brother, he felt that the other side is serious about the arrogant ignorance of the joke.

“even if I had read many Sword sutras only once, I would not have said the same thing as you.”Ye Xinhe’s heart is not cool, he looked at Shi Changluo, sneer:” why you so much confidence?”

“before, it was very quiet here, but the last ten days or so were so busy, I was curious about what had happened. When I got out of the sword tower, I asked a division officer, only then did I know that Uncle Gu wanted to take in the disciples.”

Shi Changluo saw the taunts in Ye Xinhe’s eyes, but he was not angry, and he did not immediately answer Ye Xinhe’s words. He just slowly said to himself, “I happen to have read about some of the books, too.I simply came out of the sword tower, but I did not want to become a disciple of uncle gu, but I wanted to see what kind of disciple uncle gu would eventually choose, and I wanted to see if he was really good at it, and I wanted to see what kind of disciple he would eventually choose, and I wanted to see if he was really good at it, and I wanted to see what kind of disciple he would choose in the end.”

Lin Zhujiu smiled, and he understood the meaning of the younger brother. He felt that he was the most confident and arrogant person he had ever seen in all these years, even though he seemed the nicest and most amiable of all these people at the Bashan Sword Field.

Ye Xinhe bluntly sneered, “so what you mean is that no matter what disciple Gu Liren receives in the end, maybe that person is not as strong as you, at least you have to compare yourself to that person and try it.”

Shi Changluo nodded seriously. “Ofcouse.”

“when a weight wants to weigh something else, it must first weigh itself.”Ye Xinhe’s eyes narrowed slightly, his face became indifferent,” I want to try your sword first.”

No one was surprised.

“then,please.”

Shi Changluo nodded to Ye Xinhe as a courtesy.

He did not get up, not even holding the old book in his left hand, but a sense of sword had formed over the campfire.

His fingers just like the sword, pointing to Ye Xinhe’s chest.

Bashan Sword Field(Wu Zui) Novel Chapter 15: Account

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Chapter 15: Account

Not far from the foot of a hanging building, the eaves dripping water, there is a very old plantain tree, there are a few stone mortar used to pound medicine.

Rain Water dripped onto the leaves of the plantain tree and then into the stone mortar.

The water in the stone mortar was already full and very clear.
Each drop of Rain Water falls like a crystal pearl from the plantain leaves and ripples on the surface of the water in the stone mortar.

“are you sure you’re not going to see him?”

There was a square table on the second floor of the building, and the top of the square table was blackened by smoke, and one side of the square table lay directly against the window, and half the table was stained wet by the foggy splash of Rain Water.

A pair of men and women sat face to face against the window.

The woman wearing lavender skirt dress, looks very gentle, let a person think of the first time, it is a purple rose in the deep lane.

The man opposite her was very sharp, and his black shirt was as dry and hard as an iron shirt.

There were also a few faint scars on his face, not like the marks of a sword, but rather the marks of being stabbed by trees and thorns as he skimmed by them.

It’s just that this scar has been around for a long time. It’s not shocking. The real edge comes from the man’s hands on the table.

His fingers were slender, slender and long, and looked strong, but the most important thing was that they were extremely straight when they were straight, like a small sword.

He is Qi Zhun, uncle Qi.He is not the strongest swordsman in the Bashan Sword Field, but he is definitely the one who kills the most people.

But sits opposite him this seemingly gentle woman, actually is Yu Zuochi sees the building in the Bashan sword field to sigh that the owner.

“never mind. I’ll see him when it’s over.”

Qi Zhun scratched his head, looked at the woman opposite, and said, “I can’t help but want to learn from each other when we say something about sword meaning. If it were in peacetime, it would be just that. But Gu Liren may have some trouble with this matter. He started to stir up the crowd and said that he wanted to take in the disciples.As a result, some people came everywhere, but they said they had already received it. If they were to receive someone from another dynasty, they would have given up, but what they had received was still a Qin person. How could the people of this other dynasty ever feel comfortable and always feel that he was deliberately making fun of them? Not to mention people in their own homes have all sorts of ideas.I can’t go over there now and kill off my strength and swords first.”

“the trouble would not be now, but in the future.”

The woman was gentle in appearance and soft in tone, but the words revealed a strong confidence. “now that we are all back, even if some people have ideas, what can we do?”

“so you still feel like there’s trouble in your house.”Qi zhun flicked his fingers on the table and frowned and mused, “in fact, rules are rules, but there were really no rules before Bashan Sword Yard. The most troublesome thing is, who has been the tallest in our Bashan Sword Field? Whoever uses the sword best is the Suzerain and the head of the sword. A few years ago, Yu Zuochi came first. No one thought anything was wrong, but now Gu Li is more powerful than him. That is to say, Gu Liren is in charge of what he says, but Yu Zuochi is also in his direction. And he does things casually. Some of these people naturally have ideas. Well, if those people object. It’s a real headache to think about who broke the rules.”

“Out of sight, out of mind.”

The woman shook her head and said lightly, “there is no such thing in the world as what anyone thinks is good, good or bad, no one can tell. It is foolish to stand up and try to change the wind and rain.” she said.

Qizhun heard this woman tone in the faint tired, he surprised, said: “what do you mean?”

“I had always wanted to take a trip overseas. Two of my friends had also found two islands,”the woman said, “this time,I came to Bashan to meet many people. After leaving Bashan, I may go overseas have a look at them for a few years.”

Qi Zhun then stared wide eyes, “this…..”

After a while, he could not help but say: “do you not care Yan XinLan, or take her with you to overseas?”

The woman took a quiet look at Yan XinLan on the street and said, “she is better than me. What I can teach has already been taught. There is no need to teach any more.”

Bashan sword field, a cave that can see the rising sun in the east, has all the furniture needed for life.

There are some wild flowers in the black clay pots.

This is where Yu Zuochi used to practice at Bashan Sword Field on weekdays.

Morning clouds can be seen, in the evening, mountain fog such as streamers in the forest around if the weather is fine after the rain often across the valley there are rainbows.

There was an old man with a green shirt sitting opposite him.

The old man’s blue shirt was in the form of a Taoist robe. His hair was silvery white, but his skin was as red and tender as a baby’s.

“from the time you begin to practice, we all know that you like to live high. Of course, it is good to live high. If you live high and look far away, you will have an open mind, and a great atmosphere when you act with a sword.But blind to see far but also often can not see hidden worries, high things bright and clear, only those dark places, only breeding rot and mildew.”the old man cooked a pot of yellow rice wine, which was amber in color and fragrant, but it no longer tasted much alcohol and tasted light. There was a kind of cleanness and sweetness peculiar to the hole that had been hidden for many years. More and more like the original brewing of the mountain spring water mixed with the taste of the years.

“it’s not that we’re afraid of change, it’s that we’ve changed.”

Looking at Yu Zuochi, the old man said earnestly and gently, “of all the practitioners from all dynasties, only a small half are young people who want to be disciples of Bashan Sword Field, and most of them are strong ones on the list of Swordsmen.Some should be better than many people on the swords list, but those who disdain those who are more arrogant on the list, what they want to try most should be your sword and Gu Liren’s sword. There were so many spiritual practitioners that the army was afraid of causing chaos. Even the Hengshan army moved in. In case of friction between the army and some of the people who lived in the gate, if the army died and the people who lived in the gate died, these would be counted on the head of our Bashan sword field.Moreover, the Bashan sword field so loud and open collection of disciples, and not only to the Qin people, many other dynasties of young talent into Bashan sword field practice? We are the place of practice in Qin Dynasty. In the future, if the practitioners who go out here become the strongmen of the enemy dynasty. You see, even Wen Wan has decided to go overseas and probably won’t go back to Bashan for many years.”

“Uncle.”

Yu Zuochi drank a glass of wine, and he suddenly interrupted the old man’s statement in the same soft tone as the wine in the glass.

“what are you afraid of?”

The old man was stunned.

“if you say that you are not afraid of change, but that you have changed, then what are you still afraid of? “Yu Zuochi looked at him and calmly said, “in fact, you should understand that whether I go to Jinghu or not, no matter whether I am away from the public or not, this change has already taken place.Just like the Yunshui Palace, even if the people of the Yunshui Palace were simply studying sword in the cold pool, the world was on guard. Even several elite troops of the Wei Dynasty were stationed around the Yunshui Palace all the time. It was not that those people in the Yunshui Palace had any superfluous thoughts.It’s because Yunshui Palace is too strong. Now some of us are too strong, and the next generation of disciples are exceptionally good. No matter what we do or think, the Bashan Sword Field will eventually become the windy tree of Mountain. The emergence of many powerful practitioners at a given time is a coincidence, and it is also a matter of destiny, and no one can stop or change it. But as a child I heard an old saying, even if the sky falls, there are tall people against it, so it is pointless to be afraid of the sky falling.”

The old man silent.

He understood, and felt that there was some truth in it, but it did not stop the uneasiness in his heart.

He knew he was upset only because he was not the same person as Yu Zuochi and others.

But Gu Liren and Yu Zuochi and others are the tallest people in the Bashan Sword Field at this time. The meaning of Yu Zuochi’s last sentence is very clear. Even if something happens, it is also their responsibility.

“Gu was not as casual as everyone thought, regardless of what everyone thought. He came back very hard because he knew he had to come back, and he told me before the break that he would give everyone an account of the matter.”

Yu Zuochi smiled and said, “since he has already said so, I believe he going to account for this to all the people who have come here, so I am not in a hurry, just wait and see.”

Bashan Sword Field(Wu Zui) Novel Chapter 14: Opinion

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Chapter 14:Opinion

“it’s the same whether he comes back or not.”Yu Yijin said.

Lin Zhujiu was taken aback, saying subconsciously, “how could it all be the same?”

Although he did not know Yu Yijin well, he only heard from his teacher that he had practiced for a few years, but he and Mao Qi were very familiar with each other. Mao Qi and he were almost at the same time getting started, and they spent several years practicing together in the Bashan Sword Field.

Mao Qi is said to have been an orphan picked up by Yu Yijin from a town that was hit by the plague. The town has only a few people alive, and Mao Qi is one of them.

In any case, the understanding of Mao Qi may not be as good as his. Some swordsmanship may be a little slower than his, but there are also many things he can’t reach on Mao Qi.

For example, the strength and endurance of Mao Qi are quite different from ordinary people, which allows him to use some very unique sword moves, and Mao Qi can fight for a long time.

The most important thing is that perhaps it is the kind of relationship that eventually comes down from a city full of death. Mao Qi are not the kind of indifference to death that many people imagine, and they can ignore death with an unusually indifferent sword.Instead, he cherishes life so much that he explodes into unpredictable potential in the face of a real crisis.

Lin Zhujiu feels that if he only competes with each other inside the door, he may be able to win Mao Qi, but if he is really like those horse-thieves in Yunmeng Mountain, he may not be the one who eventually survives by all means of life and death.

“I have been teaching him all the time. Even if he comes back, he will not be Gu Liren’s disciple. He will only be my disciple.”at this moment when he was somewhat confused, Yu Yijin glanced at him and said.

This is not just him, even Ye Xinhe and Yan XinLan are Stunned.

The long street, shrouded in the night, had been completely calmed down.

They stood together, while the rest looked at them from a distance.

These people are like standing in a small, independent world.

A gust of night breeze hit, Lin Zhujiu to return to one’s senses, do not know why, his body some inexplicably chills.

He knew that he had misunderstood Yu Yijin from the beginning.

“there will be trouble.”

Yu Yijin did not shy away from talking to them before, but when he raised his head, he looked at the Bashan Sword Field, which was already very close to him, but he lowered his voice.With a touch of gloom, “Gu Liren is probably the most free and unruly spiritual practitioner I have ever seen in my life. His world has no rules and obeys the mind, just rules and traditions, which are very important to many people.”

Lin Zhujiu deep frown, he also whispered: “Uncle Yu,you mean this trouble is not in the big wind, not outside the sword field, but in the sword field?”

“I wish I had been paranoid.”

Yu Yijin’s face was also very gloomy, and he had some foreboding feelings in his heart. This was similar to the time when he happened to be passing through that town and there was an outbreak of the epidemic.

“before the Bashan Sword Field, although the disciples were gathered year after year, they did not say whose disciples were dead. For example, Qi Jun did not say that you were his disciple and that no one else could teach him.For example, although I have been teaching Mao Qi, I have not said that Mao is my disciple, not someone else’s disciple.”

“in the eyes of the vast majority of people at least, today’s Bashan Sword Field can be somewhat unknown, but in fact a very strong swordsman is because the disciples who entered the Bashan Sword Field saw much more and saw more swords.Many people teach one person at the same time, but also be able to learn from that person’s use, different understanding.”

“the Bashan Sword Field is different from other places of practice and Zongmen. This is the biggest difference from the other places of practice.”

Yu went on slowly, “but from now on, Gu Liren is going to change it.”

Yan XinLan’s words have not been much.

Listening to these words, she couldn’t help saying, “what Uncle Gu wants to do is his business, and the rest of us will do it for ourselves, or just as we have done before, and he will not interfere with the rest of the people.”

“it’s just what you think. Who knows what other people think, and who knows what others think?”Yu Yi-jin said with a slight mockery.

His face and attire already gave people the feeling of not very good close, at this time of cold laugh, he appears even colder.

Lin Zhujiu thought for a moment, then looked at Yu Yi-jin and asked earnestly, “at least I know Uncle Qi doesn’t have any special ideas. Instead, he really hopes that I can learn sword from Uncle Gu. I wonder if Uncle Qi is for or against it.”

“naturally, I don’t think it’s a problem for someone to be my only relative disciple. For example, I’ve been teaching on the seventh floor of Mao. Lin Tzu-san, for example, will be my only close disciple in the future.”Yu said lightly,” but as for the others, I don’t know whether I’m for or against it.”

Yan XinLan frowned deeply.

As far as she was concerned, she was a housekeeper. How could there be so many opinions? it was just a collection of disciples. Whoever wanted to collect them could do what they wanted, and there was no need to think of such a complicated matter.

If it hadn’t been for Yu Yijin, she wouldn’t have thought of these things at all.

However, she could understand Yu Yijin’s argument and his worries.

Everyone’s thinking is very different, perhaps some people living in Bashan sword field is a picture of quiet, or even Yu Zuochi to participate in the Mirror Lake sword club they may not agree.

Many people may not want the Bashan Sword Field to be so dazzling in the world of spiritual practitioners.

“if even such a little difference of opinion can not be accommodated, can not be easily resolved, then such a door also does not have any significance.”she looked at Yu Yijin, slowly said:” if there will be a lot of fierce arguments, then it is necessary for someone to come forward, many different views will be pressed down.
At least in my opinion, Bashan sword field few people do not like Bashan sword field strong, if uncle Gu Shi and Yu Shi bo can make Bashan sword field stronger than ever before, can let us become stronger, then we must think that this is the right opinion.”

Yu Yijin didn’t care what Yan XinLan said at all. He just thought Yan Xin Lan had a very big tone. Originally he couldn’t help but want to reprimand Yan Xin Lan for two sentences. But when he looked at Xiang Yan Xin Lan, he looked at the look of steadfastness and serenity that was revealed in her eyes.

He thought of this little girl who should have been one of the most outstanding disciples of the Bashan Sword Field in the past 20 or 30 years. He changed his mind and shook his head faintly. “this is just your idea,” he said.

“it’s only a small matter after all.”

Lin Zhujiu deep frown, at this time also can not help but whisper a word.

But his words did not arouse anyone’s response, whether Ye Xinhe or Yan XinLan, did not answer.

In fact, he himself was silent for the next moment.

He knew it was no small matter.

Because it was because the atmosphere became very serious unnaturally, and even some tension, he could not help but say such a sentence.

At this time the Bashan sword Field these several people form a small circle, the atmosphere is tense and serious, the voice is very low, outside those who watch the lively people do not know what happened, but in this circle but very much like outsiders, Lin Zi San has heard clearly.

He was a little short and uneasy, not knowing what he should do or say at this time.

“are you afraid?”

Yu Yijin suddenly turned his head to look at him and asked.

Lin Zisan thought for a moment and nodded.

The closer he came to the Bashan Sword Field, the more he felt that it was secret and powerful, but not as simple as he had imagined.

Who would want to get into trouble at the very beginning?.

Not to mention the disputes between the fierce teachers?

In fact, Yu Yi-jin alone made him a little afraid, Yu’s appearance was not easy to get close to people, and most of the time he also appeared to be extremely strict.

“would you like to learn sword with me?”

Yu Yijin looked at him and asked, “I know you came here naturally to be a disciple of Gu Liren.”

“I was so conceited that when I got here I knew I was nothing.”

Lin Zisan hung his head in shame and said, “naturally, I don’t expect to be a disciple of Gu Liren anymore.”

Yu Yijin felt that he was a bit verbose and slightly displeased with raising eyebrows. “does that mean you would like to?”

“Yes, but should I not be allowed to do something injurious?”Lin Zisan didn’t dare to look Yu Yi-jin in the eye. He hesitated a little nervously.

Yu Yijin sneered, “Bashan Sword Field is not evil.”

Lin Zhujiu looked at them, although before the atmosphere is still very serious, but do not know why, he could not help but some unkind smile.

Bashan Sword Field(Wu Zui) Novel Chapter 13: Alien

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Chapter 13:Alien

“Thank you.”

When all eyes are still in Ling’s eyebrows, Lin Zhujiu is exhaled, and then seriously salute to Ling once agin.

When the crowd looked at him again, everyone felt that the smell of Lin Zhujiu had changed completely.

The dark savage of murder, even the smell of cruelty and decay, had vanished altogether.

Lin Zhujiu is very peaceful at this time, and even give people the feeling and ordinary, ordinary and a homecoming traveler is not much different.

Ling paused slightly.

“here you go.”

He threw his sword directly to Lin Zhujiu.

With a sniff, the broad tip of the sword thrust like rotten wood into the slate in front of Lin Zhujiu.

“you’re welcome.”

He put out a finger and rubbed the wound on his brow, and the line of blood faded a lot.

Do not know why, looking at the wound did not go deep, many people are inexplicably relieved.

Lin Zisan couldn’t help but clap his hands.

The clapping sounded, and no one was surprised at the moment.

But a voice that sounded as if it were a golden iron, or even a piercing voice, sounded low on his side, “Why are you clapping?”

Lin Zisan was stunned, followed the sound, and saw a middle-aged man in ordinary linen clothes, with his hair scattered.

The middle-aged man’s face was supposed to be square in outline, but his hair hung down on both sides, making his face so sharp that it seemed to pierce the ground below him.

His eyes were also exceptionally sharp. Lin ZiSan just looked into this man’s eyes and felt as if he had been stabbed several swords.

“because it’s wonderful.”

Lin Zisan’s three intuition that this person should be a strong practitioner, he slightly bowed a salute, said: “and both of them have a gentleman’s style, worthy of respect.”

The middle-aged man’s mouth was slightly stirred up, a look of disdain appeared, as if his words were not fully agreed with, and even felt a bit ridiculous.

But then he still looked at Lin Zisan’s eyes, and asked: “you can see wonderful? where do you feel wonderful?”

“both of them are more powerful than I am, and every sword is brilliant. If I fight them, I’m afraid I won’t be able to catch either of them.”Lin Zi’s voice naturally appeared in his heart.

However, he felt that this was not the right answer. He frowned a little, thought about it carefully, and said,” Lin Zhujiu splashed out the murder he had accumulated and the shadow he had left in his heart.But also to meet the opponent, but also to Ling strong opponent, in order to let him this sword incisively and vividly.
Before Lin Zhujiu out of the sword, his state of mind was still a little unstable, like waking up from a nightmare every now and then. He could not get rid of the cruelty of fighting, but he was able to use it to melt the will to kill, and the sword was so stable and powerful.I’m afraid there aren’t many people in the world who can do that. But it was the strength of Ling who could force him to do so, so that the stunning duel between the two could not be seen anywhere else.”

The middle-aged man’s face had been a bit serious, but as Lin described it, his face eased slowly, and even his face, sandwiched between his hair, seemed to soften up.

“what’s your name?”he asked.

Lin Zisan shyly accosted: “Lin Zisan.”

The middle-aged man mused a little and said, “I think I’ve heard of you.”

Unsure of what the middle-aged man meant, Lin said hesitantly, “who are you, the elder?”

“Yu Yijin.” The middle-aged man looked at Lin Zisan and said, “I am from the Bashan Sword Field. Do you want to go into the Bashan Sword Field and be my disciple?”.

“what?”

Lin Zisan and Ye Xinhe, Yan Xin Lan stand very close, this middle-aged man’s this sentence is exited, Ye Xinhe and Yan XinLan are taken aback suddenly, turn round, look at middle-aged man unbelievably: “Uncel Yu?”

Yu Yijin took a glance at Ye Xinhe and Yan XinLan, but did not speak, but felt that Ye Xinhe and Yan XinLan were making a fuss.

Lin Zisan surprised staring eyes, Ye Xinhe and Yan XinLan have never seen this?

“is it really Uncle Yu?”

Ye Xinhe looked at the middle-aged man, but his eyebrows were slightly raised.

Yu’s eyebrows are slightly wrinkled.

“although I have never met him, I know at least that he has received a disciple named Mao Qi.”Ye Xinhe said,” and I have heard from the elders of the division gate that Uncle Yu is extremely satisfied with the disciple he has received.”

“who says i can only take one disciple?”Yu Yi-jin ‘s eyebrow tip is also slightly provoked, even if it is covered by his hair hanging loose, there is a faint sharp breath along the corners of his eyebrows continue to diverge into the air.

Ye Xinhe’s complexion remained the same. He looked at Lin Zisan,then said, “I just don’t understand why uncle Yu chosen him as a disciple.”

Yu’s brow rose quietly.

He took a look at Ye Xinhe, just looked at it, did not speak, a sword light from his sleeve then protruded out.

The sword was black and scaly, like a python.

Sword’s road is very clear, seemingly unhappy, straight to the chest of Ye Xinhe.

Ye Xinhe frowned deeply, his figure moved several times in succession, but he found that no matter how evasive he was, he could not avoid the sharp point of the sword.

He drew his sword.

A clear sword light slanted out and stabbed Yu’s wrist in a catty.
However, as soon as Yu’s wrist sank, it was a direct pressure on his sword body. Ye Xinhe felt cold in his heart. In his hand, the sword body only felt like a mountain. Before he could turn the sword body, Yu Yijin’s sword had already landed on his chest.

The tip of the sword fell on his chest, but it was a boom.

Ye Xinhe turned pale, retreating three steps in a row, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Yu Yijin collected the sword, and his sword light quickly disappeared in his hands. But Ye Xinhe’s chest coat had a dent in it. Although the garment had not even cracked, the dent was only slowly popped up after he had collected the sword.

It’s like there’s always a steady stream of pressure on it.

“it is enough to know propriety, shame, and understanding.”

Yu Yijin took a look at Ye Xinhe again and said, “you’re not bad, either.”

The first half of his sentence clearly answered Ye Xinhe’s question, but the next sentence was a real compliment.

At this time, the rest of the street has not yet reacted, they are still looking at Linjiu and Ling four son, at this time turned around are stunned eyes, do not understand why there is suddenly someone to hand.

Lin Zhujiu see the trick of the past, he immediately flew over to Yu on a catty on a salute.

“you’re better.”

Yu Yijin slightly nodded, said to Lin Zhujiu, slightly paused, and then said, “Brother Qi better than me.”

There were two meanings in his statement,Ye Xinhe understood them all.

On the one hand, it is said that Lin Zhujiu is stronger than Ye Xinhe; on the other hand, it is said that Lin Zhujiu should be better than the Mao Qi he has coached.

Yu Yijin in the Bashan sword field is also an alien.

According to the teacher in the gate, Yu Yijin was a butcher at the earliest, killing pigs and sheep, but one day he suddenly became enlightened, that is, he learned to absorb the spirit of heaven and earth without a teacher. Later, when he practiced in Bashan, he rarely read the Sword Sutra.

It’s all self-inflicted sword moves.

He stayed in the Bashan sword field very little, so like their generation of young disciples, are only heard of the name and deeds, but have not seen the real person.

Although this man is an alien, and he is not very well known outside the country, many teachers, including Uncle Qi, who recently taught him to practice, have told him that if they fight to death and kill, they will argue with him.

Yu Yijin can rank in the top five at least in Bashan Sword Field.

The praise of such a division commander naturally carries more weight.

“Mao Qi come back or not?”

Lin Zhujiu, with a self-deprecating smile, asked in a whisper.

Bashan Sword Field(Wu Zui) Novel Chapter 12: A line of blood

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Chapter 12:A line of blood

Thousands of crystal drops of water along with the mountain wind, before landing was blown thin and long, such as a crystal sword.

The sword hit not far away in the plantain forest, crackling, this is the sound of wind and rain.

There was a small bamboo building in the plantain forest, which was empty at the moment.

There was originally a female swordsman living there, but she had not returned since leaving Bashan three years ago. But this time Gu Liren said she wanted to accept the disciples, and her female disciple Yan Xin Lan had been ordered to come back.

I do not know how she would feel if she heard that Gu Liren had already found a disciple, and that her female disciple had come back in vain.

Thinking that he could have such a monster brother, he could not help sighing, and then some pride.

Outside the Bashan Sword Field, the sound of wind and rain in the small town is also strong.

Countless sword shadows accompanied by wild wind from all directions continue to rush to the body of Lin Zhujiu in the forest.

More and more people are coming.

Some people alone, some people did not like to move in many places, some people do not like to disclose their belongings, but after Ling pull out of the sword, these people all converged into this town.

Most people’s eyes are full of shock, some arrogant young people did not think that they will be worse than those famous people, but now their eyes are full of depression.

Ling’s sword is very calm, he seems to be walking, but his sword, is composed of eight wind and rain.

The sword shadow of the stormy wind and rain completely enveloped the figure of the Lin Zhujiu in the forest.

From the beginning until now, he seems to have only used the same stroke sword.

But this sword move in his hands, the power is constantly improving, originally in many people’s view is already very perfect sword, but is constantly becoming more perfect.

Ye Xinhe frowned.

He had also looked down upon the pretentious young men, but Ling it should be his main enemy.

On the contrary, the Yan Xin Lan beside him is the face is always calm.

The Lin Zhujiu in the wind and rain seems to have had a hard time dealing with it.

He has changed at least six or seven Sword Sutra in dozens of subtle sword moves, but still can not break such a wind and rain.

However, suddenly, the wind and rain stopped suddenly, Ling stopped.

It was not until then that many saw the sword in his hand.

It was a strange broadsword, twice as wide as the usual sword, but one foot shorter than the usual long sword.

The cyan sword had many irregular grooves that glowed faintly with water.

Lin Zhujiu looked at him puzzled, and then couldn’t help but look at his sword.

“Xiaoxiao Wind and Rain Sword.”

Ling lifted the sword and let Lin Zhujiu see it clearly. “but I have a lot of swords, and this is just one of them.If you can beat me,i will give it to you.”

“Heroic!”

Lin Zhujiu marvel, but then could not help but ask: “and why stop?”

“just make sure of something.”

Ling calm looking at Lin Zhujiu, his chest not even a trace of ups and downs, just like that out of the sword, it seems to him is not fierce, “you were seriously injured?”

Lin Zhujiu nodded. “it should be heavy.” he said.

“that is to see us as a means of sharpening your way to kendo.
“Ling raised his head slightly, and his face was slightly colder.” any swordsmanship is a precious experience handed down by spiritual practitioners of all ages. Any swordplay should be solemn and solemn. Since you are injured, you dare to challenge everyone here.
I will defeat you.”

“that’s what you’re talking about. It’s a little hard to understand.”

Lin Zhujiu was taken aback and laughed. “it should be a good attitude to treat the sword like this. It’s just that you really can’t beat me today.”

“Oh?”

Ling is a little surprised, but not angry, “Why?”

“because I have used some messy swords, you should not see my sword path and use sword habits, but I already know you very well.”

Lin Zhujiu said with a smile, “next,you should use this sword trick, or change the trick, it is not very useful.”

So many subtle sword moves, in his mouth should be just a mess of sword moves?

“you’re not kidding?”Ling speechless.

Lin Zhujiu shook his head and seriously said: “of course not.”

Ling was silent for a moment and said, “Let me see your real sword.”

Lin Zhujiu took a serious look at him, and said: “you have to be careful.”

Ling looked him in the eye and understood what he meant.

The other side did not know what kind of brutal killing, even back to this quiet town, the heart is restless, need to rely on two bowls of hot soup noodles in exchange for a moment of peace of mind.

His truly powerful sword must be too strong to be imagined, and it would be difficult to control even himself after the sword has been drawn.

“if he carelessly injures me, or kills me carelessly, tell my family not to avenge.”

Ling turned slowly and said to the woman with long legs.

The long-legged woman followed for a long time and did not say much, but made a solemn salute and signalled to herself to understand.

“A sword is a weapon, and if it moves, it may kill. Therefore, I have always regarded the sword as the most solemn and solemn thing. Since you want to see your real sword, you must not leave your hand.
“Ling does not go to see her, but look at Lin Zhujiu, seriously say,” I will also as far as I can play out the strongest sword.”

In the face of such demure opponents, Lin Zhujiu is somewhat unaccustomed.

None of the enemies he had encountered before was not ferocious, and any means by which he could kill them would be used.

Although not quite used to, but naturally such an opponent can make him respect.

So he also carefully and slightly bowed a salute.

“I did.” He went on.

This is a reminder to Ling.

When his voice rang, all the people suddenly felt inexplicably cold.
The smell of Lin Zhujiu suddenly changed in everyone’s perception.

He seemed to blend in with the real darkness, and his murderous exuberance was like the scent of a ghost coming out of hell.

In the air between him and Ling Si’s son, there were some strange and piercing sounds, like a dozen crows sniffing death.

Ling’s face pale, this murderous and sword so that he had a very uncomfortable, unable to breathe feeling, but his eyes are more and more bright.

Throughout Chu, he had never seen such a strong contemporaries, not even in the hands of the famous teachers who had taught him before, had he seen such a powerful sword.

He was very dignified toward the front of the ball so that he was uncomfortable with the air chopped out of a sword.

In front of the sword there was a straight wave of air, and the wind was blowing furiously from the sword.

The sound of the wind reached its extreme, and when there was no louder wind on earth, it turned into thunder.

The straight air wave was invisible, but when the thunder sounded, the edge of the air wave is a golden light, as if plated with a layer of Phnom Penh.

Many of the earthen pots on either side of the street, which were used as pickles, cracked at the sound of thunder, the plantain trees that rose above the eaves were shattered, some terrible cries rang out, and there was no time for those who were nearer to practice to dodge.

The clothes suddenly appeared a lot of cracks, blood from the infiltration out.

Lin Zhujiu also appeared on the body of some new wounds, but the smell of his body and released the meaning of the sword is like countless fine lines wrapped in this golden sword light.

This golden sword light, through the violent will to kill, was gradually dissolved and become thin and elongated. The sword light of the golden color passed through the violent intent of killing, and gradually became thin and long.

But in the end, it did not seem to have been completely eliminated, into a slender sword light, piercing the chest of boiled wine in the forest.

Lin Zhujiu did not care about this sword light, his sword in the hands of the dark before the spread of the idea of killing, has been toward Ling handed out.

That fine sword light fell on the Lin Zhujiu’s body, what is puzzling is did not leave any wound, however, at the same time, Ling’s body actually backward violently retreats several tens of feet.

A line of blood appeared between his eyebrows and his heart, and a glistening drop of blood dripped down the top of the line and down the tip of his nose.

There was a roar of exclamations.

The line of blood was opening slowly, as if an eye were opening.

Everyone is worried that this line of blood will spread further.

Bashan Sword Field(Wu Zui) Novel Chapter 11: Sword Field

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Chapter 11:Sword Field

At this moment, the music stopped suddenly in the small yard.

“does it hurt?”

Inside,a man’s voice sounded, not only pleasant, but also very soft.

Now, falling into the ears of the bystanders, they felt that the inner man was only concerned about the injury of the long-legged woman. However, the woman’s face suddenly dropped, she took a step back and lifted her hand, as if she had felt it carefully.Only then turned to the courtyard earnestly returned, “not painful.”

The applause rang out again.

Only accompanied by the applause, a handsome man in a turquoise shirt came out of the small yard.

“you kill intensely, ought to be in other place just after fierce fight came here, and should be this kind of fierce fight lasts too long, the mood is immersed in among them for a while cannot get rid of.”

The man was tall and handsome, and his speech was pleasant to the ear. For a moment, even Lin Zhujiu and Yan Xin Lan listened to him carefully and unconsciously.

“but when you put out your sword, you mean to clarify it, and there is nothing wrong with it. In your realm, there is nothing wrong with choosing such a flag on your back. It is only that I have two questions. Are you a member of the Bashan Sword Field, or are you an outsider like me? And how can you do it when the sword is so clear that you can’t get rid of it when you have a strong sense of murder in your heart?”

This handsome man was, of course, the first of the rumored Chu young practitioners, Ling. Before his appearance, everyone thought he was very pretentious and pompous, but at this time he spoke in a quiet manner. Tone is very modest, but it is to make a difference.

“I am a disciple of Bashan Sword Field.”Lin Zhujiu took the sword, slowly said,” as you say the meaning of the sword question. If one bowl of hot noodle soup can not solve the peace of sword, that is two bowls of hot soup noodle.”

Ling was taken a back.

His good-looking brows frowned a little, thought for a moment, then nodded quietly. “indeed, the longer a man fights in a bloody field, the more tired and hungry he is, the more he misses a bowl of hot noodle soup,” he said.”There is nothing more tranquil than a bowl of hot noodle soup.”

“what kind of battle have you been through? “Ling couldn’t help but look into Lin’s eyes and slowly said,” even a character like you can’t be liberated for a while, so he needs to find a moment’s peace of mind in this way?”

“I don’t like talking to people when people are watching,” Lin said with a slight smile. “and that’s the third question.”

Ling smiled, but the next moment, his eyes were fierce, “but there is a question I think you have to give an explanation in front of these people, you are Bashan sword field to give us a test?”

“I don’t know if it counts.”Lin Zhujiu thought about it carefully and said, “We don’t know how Uncle Gu chooses his disciples and how standard he is. It’s just that he told me to practice like this. I think they’ll all watch what happens here. As to which dish they like, that’s their business.”

Ling did not like Lin Zhujiu’s comparison of himself and these people to a bowl of dishes to be chosen. After sipping his mouth, he said, “would Gu LiRen choose from among you, too?”

“it does not exclude that they should be treated equally.”Lin Zhujiu replied earnestly,” as far as I know, all the disciples we started at Bashan Sword Field walked outside, and they only studied Jian Sutra in the door without paying homage to teachers. Moreover, my uncle told me to hurry back, so I should let Uncle Gu have a look at it, too.”

Ling is more displeased, he looked up not far from the mountain, that is the Bashan sword field where the mountain gate.

At this time the gate hidden in the mountains, jungle and darkness, not even a corner of the towering can not see.

He could not help but wonder, was it so high that the masters of the world could not imagine it?

“Please.”

But in the next second he calmed down and whispered to Lin Zhujiu.

A sharp spirit came out, as if to separate his clothes from the heaven and earth in front of him.

———

“Brother, are you kidding me?”

In the wooden building covered with green leaves, Yu Zuochi looked at Gu Liren sitting opposite, his face speechless.

He might have struck him with a sword.

“of course I’m not joking.”

Gu Liren’s face innocent, “I so hard, with such a short time, from so far to rush back to tell you this, how can I be joking.”

“I went to the Mirror Lake Sword Club to tell people all over the world that you were going to take in the disciples. Now, instead of coming all the way to the gifted young people, at least four or five out of ten have come, and even people like Ling will come.
Brother Qi did not say anything about it, but he hurriedly roared his precious wine from Yunmeng Mountain, that is, he wanted you to have a look at it.As soon as you get back here, you just tell me, you’ve got your apprentice, are you sure you’re not kidding?”

Gu Liren are very helpless, but also very emotional, said: “really, is not a joke,just an accident.”

“and where is he now?”

Yu Zuo-chi could not help sighing. At present, it is his wayward younger brother who has found his disciples as convincing as Lin Zhujiu. I am afraid that only those young practitioners who have traveled thousands of miles will have nothing to say.”it should be in the area of Qiyun Cave by now.”

“Hmmm……”

Yu Zuo-chi listened to Gu Liren’s reply and took a deep breath before resisting the urge to draw the sword. “I don’t know if brother Qi will pull out the sword and chop you down, but you do remember to give it to the person who came. I don’t want people going out of Bashan Sword Fiedl to be like rats in the street, everyone calling out for a fight.”

Gu Liren actually seriously thought about it, some doubt: “they dare to fight?”

Yu Zuochi looked at him angrily and funnily and said, “when you hit, you must know who did it?”

“there’s some truth in that.”

Gu Liren nodded and said, “I want sleep for a while.”

Yu Zuochi looked at him helplessly.

“I’m really tired, and you said I was going to talk to these people.
“Gu Liren’s expression is very sincere,” if you haven’t seen me for a long time to want to stay for a while, or you can also sleep in my room for a while.”

“you sleep well on your own, and I have a headache when I look at you right now.”Yu Zuochi sprang up, and just as he turned around, he suddenly thought of a crucial question.” what’s your apprentice’s name? Why did you ask him to go to Qiyun Cave? brother Qi asked Lin Zhujiu to Yunmeng Mountain to kill horse thieves. If I remember correctly, it seems that there are no horse thieves there.”

“there is a clue to the hidden sword of You dynasty. I told him to go and have a look at it.His name is Wang Jingmeng.”

Gu Liren has closed his eyes, but when he hears this sentence, even those practitioners who have such a clear heart as Yu Zuochi’s sword and seldom really stir up in their hearts suddenly stare wide into their eyes and suddenly catch their breath.

“sometimes,it’s really hard for me to understand.”

Yu Zuo-chi spent several hours trying to calm his mood. He smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth and looked at the people leaving him on his bed. He just felt that he was getting more and more confused. “you are obviously a swordsman, and you seldom care about other people’s world,” he said.”I don’t want to ask for information, but where did you get all that information? This Youwang Chaojian hidden light is the Chaotian realm that group of Qi people have been looking for a hundred years, you this casually out of the mountains for half a year, you can find something?”

“I am sensitive to everything in the sword.”

Gu Liren whispered: “Sword meaning, sword marks, including all things related to the sword.”

Yu Zuochi turned and walked out of the door.

He already understands.

And he had nothing to say about such a natural monster.

As early as the beginning of his spiritual practice with Gu Liren, he had already realized that Gu Liren was such a monster, but most of the time he was still limited to common sense and ignored such facts.

————

The Bashan Sword Field is extremely quiet.

So quiet that the sound of swords could be heard faintly in the small town.

For many years no outsider has ever been to the Bashan Sword Field, so now those practitioners who come from afar do not know what the Bashan Sword Field really looks like.

In fact, the Bashan Sword Field has been gathering swordsmen for a hundred years, not to mention some evasive practitioners who lived here for long periods of time to meditate.

Can attract people to live, in addition to quiet, often because the scenery is extremely beautiful or magnificent.

The Bashan sword field has both.

The reason why is called the field, is because the Bashan sword place in the original is a mine.

The area produced excellent cold iron hundreds of years ago. At its peak, local doors built blast furnaces directly in the mine, refined them and shipped them out to save cars and horses.

After a hundred years, the mine was dug into a huge pit, but the vein has been cut off, after the evacuation of personnel, the blast furnace is completely abandoned.

In another hundred years, the huge crater will be filled with dense trees. The blast furnaces, some grottoes, and some houses left behind by predecessors have been left behind and scattered among them.

After successive generations of hermit practitioners here to repair and carve, time will give the perfect answer.

The Bashan sword field is quiet and beautiful at this time, and many great trees are blooming next to each other.

On the other side of the cliff facing Yu Zuochi, a chain of silver cascades splashed down, beneath a towering blast furnace covered with moss and many strange little vines, the waterfall flung to the top of the furnace.

Flying out of thousands of pearls like crystal drops.

Bashan Sword Field(Wu Zui) Novel Chapter 10: Ask Sword

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Chapter 10: Ask Sword

Lin’s fingers trembled slightly.

A swordsman should be in front of the collapse and do not change color, mood so violent fluctuations, is really a very bad thing.

The young man was supposed to be Lin Zhuyu.

Lin Zhuyu is unknown throughout the world of spiritual practitioners.

At least,he can be sure that Lin ZiSan is much louder than Lin Zhuyu in the world of spiritual practitioners.

Many practitioners from other countries have heard his name, but I don’t think he has ever heard of Lin Zhuyu at all.

However, even listening to these simple dialogues, he can be sure that the usual practice of cooking wine in this forest is the cruellest practice, in the real battle between life and death to improve their realm and strength.

There are already many practitioners among the horse thieves in Yunmeng Mountain, but compared with ordinary practitioners, they can use any despicable means to win the battle when their survival is threatened.

He could not imagine how a spiritual practitioner of his age could face such ferocious horse thieves and eventually kill all of them. He could not imagine how a man of his age could face such ferocious horse thieves and end up killing them all.

Even more unimaginable was the fact that Lin had suffered a lot of injuries in cooking wine, but under such circumstances, his uncle had to rush him back to face all the young talents who took part in the Sword Club?

Even though this young man named Lin Zhuyu is even more powerful than Ye Xinhe, but if he pushes it too hard, he is not afraid to break the string or leave behind a hidden disease that hinders his spiritual practice in the future.

“Uncle Qi is really a bit of a psychopath.”Ye Xinhe said coldly at this time.

The hot air drifted, and the second bowl of noodles came over.

Lin Zhuyu, gladly, and nodded approvingly, “I think so, too.”

Ye Xinhe always seemed helpless in the face of him. He raised his eyebrows slightly and turned his head to look at the young girl named Yan Xin Lan. “you thought I was doing something wrong, and now Uncle Qi is calling him back.I am not afraid of people from all over the world to say that our Bashan sword field is mystical, that it is the beginning of the mountain to collect disciples, the results of the original Bashan sword field to the world demonstrations, so that the world to see how Bashan sword field is now?”

Lin Zhuyu in the rapid eating of noodles, eating noodles sound as if snoring general, this and Lin Zhuyu before the slow formation of a sharp contrast.

Soup and water full his mouth, and his voice sounded vaguely, “that’s what I said about Uncle Qi. I’m not the kind of psychopath he wants. After spending so much time in Yunmeng Mountain, who doesn’t want to take a break?But Uncle Qi asked why the Bashan Sword Field needs to be explained to people.What’s more, Uncle Qi said that Uncle Yu and Uncle Gu had their own ideas, and it might not be that whoever won me could become a disciple of the Bashan Sword Field.”

“not on the basis of victory or defeat?”Ye Xinhe frowned.

Lin Zhuyu head micro-fetal, mouth hanging some noodles, some funny slightly nodded, said: “and since the rare public collection, not only one or two so few.”

“the most important question.”

Yan Xinlan listened attentively until Lin finished eating the second bowl of noodles and began to drink soup. She asked softly, “Uncle Qi and Uncle Yu and Uncle Gu have been getting close to each other, and recently you have been practicing with Uncle Qi.Although we had long been disciples of the Bashan Sword Farm, before that, Uncle Ku Shih-tsun had never known where to close the retreat, and we had never seen him before. Moreover, we had not always followed someone to learn sword, nor was it necessarily someone’s disciple who had passed on the sword.So this time uncle Gu accepts disciples, do we also count among them, or are we simply not among the candidates he has chosen?”

“of course it does.”

Lin Zhuyu drink the last sip of soup, extremely satisfied stretch a lazy, smiled: “otherwise Qi Shi Shu anxious to let me rush back to do anything, Gu Shi Shu selection of disciples has not been limited to Qin people, of course, he looks good who, he will choose who to be disciples.”

Lin Zisan’s heart beat violently again, but for a moment, he involuntarily bowed his head and felt ashamed, thinking that there were too many outstanding young people here, even if not on the basis of victory or defeat, and how he chose them, even though he had left no matter how unorthodox he was, and there were too many outstanding young people here, even if not on the basis of victory or defeat.Seems impossible to pick on yourself.

“I’m going to be busy.”

Lin Zhuyu picked up a bowl of cold tea on the table and took a sip. He nodded to Yan Xin Lan and Ye Xinhe and got up and went out to the liquor store.

There was a crash.

As he walked out of the shop, a piece of cloth shook open on his back, which was as interesting as a wine flag on his back. There were some askew handwriting on it, but it stood out: “if you want to enter Bashan, ask me first with your sword.”

The leaves of plantains were freshened by the new rain, and even the old trees in the middle of the street, mingled in the shops, smelled of freshness.

Although this kind of small town in Bashan is remote and sparsely populated, the meeting of Jinghu Lake is the focus of the world’s attention. Yu Zuochi’s remarks have already turned Bashan Sword Field into the most famous sword sect in the world at this time, the public collection of Bashan Sword Field.

It has nothing to do with whether or not it is remote. It is the greatest event in the world of spiritual practitioners.

Apart from this, the world of spiritual practitioners is no more playful than children, and naturally seems solemn and solemn. Even if it were to challenge one person, it would not be such a joke and casual challenge to Lin boiled wine at this time, let alone such a arrogant challenge to all of us.

The quiet town suddenly became lively.

Like a pot of seasoning suddenly spilled by a wonderful hand, ease suddenly becomes full of gold and iron with a lazy taste, and the moist and fresh air is full of sharp smells floating all over the place.

There was a sudden clap of applause.

In addition to applause, there was a chorus of music.

The sound is not cluttered, just like a lot of girls playing meticulously.

If in the rest of the city where officials live, or if it is the bustling place of the Restaurant Flower Square, the sound will not be abrupt, but at this time, the impression is no less than the flag raised behind the Lin Zhuyu.

Lin Zhuyu looked at the source of the sound with consternation.

It was a small courtyard. As far as his memory was concerned, it was an old tea shop with a lot of old tea stored in it. Looking at the shop, it was a stranger who had moved here earlier to avoid misfortune. The old man was bereaved of his wife, and he was not good at talking to people. Day is half lying in an old rattan chair, holding a yellow cat, but also like those old tea sent out the smell of decay.

At the moment, however, he looked intently at the small yard, which seemed to have been decorated with doorframes and walls, and at the door there were two bright, dark flowers that had come to the door without knowing when they were in full bloom.

That Hualien forest cooking wine is also unknown, presumably not Bashan itself local varieties, the branches are like Qiu long twisted Cangjin, obviously carved by a skilled craftsman.

The most unexpected thing is that the dim courtyard lit the palace lamp one by one, but it is dark incense attacking people, there are more than a dozen gorgeous palace women.

The music inside is unceasing, these more than ten gorgeous palace outfit woman smiles, holds the basket to sprinkle the flower petals unceasingly, falls the rosy clouds profusion.

“it’s Ling!”

I do not know who woke up like a dream, a cry of alarm woke everyone.

“is that really the kind of pie you are waiting for?”

Not to mention the more than a dozen gorgeous palace women in front of the Lin Zhuyu, and even the following from the Ye Xinhe is somewhat eye-popping feeling.

The fame of Ling is very great. It is rumored that there has never been a defeat among the spiritual practitioners of the same generation in Chu. The Ling’s family owns several of the largest workshops in Chu territory, and is rich enough to compete with other countries. There are altogether seven sons in Ling’s family.

They are constantly taught by famous teachers, but the fourth son of Ling stands out from the others, far outstripping the rest of the people in that he has collected and scraped his sword sutras more than ever.

If Ling is more than sword, there must be beautiful maids playing music and sprinkling flowers, the battle is very great.

Many people had heard such rumors may not be true, but did not think that, even to this Bashan, Ling unexpectedly or this battle.

However, after the ten or so gorgeous palace attire women came out of the small yard, Ling still did not appear. Instead, a woman with a long leg, who was more showy and dignified than these women, came to Lin Zhuyu with a long sword of green shark scabbard.And bowed a little.

Then, a sword, a very domineering sword light into a five, directly like a high avalanche like a roar of wine in front of the forest.
Lin boiled wine to open his mouth, but he could not help but burp.

His sword had been thrust out before the sound of burping began.

Five domineering sword light suddenly disappears, this showy dignified long leg woman retreats three steps in a row, she scares to own wrist, on her wrist has a white living mark, is the sword point leaves the mark, but is not even the skin has scratched.

Bashan Sword Field(Wu Zui) Novel Chapter 9: Night rain,Oil lamp

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Chapter 9: Night rain,Oil lamp

“what’s the difference?”

Ye Xinhe continued to eat meticulously, laughing slightly. “these people are nothing to me. How can Uncle Gu possibly look at them?”

The girl in white frowned slightly, as if she did not entirely agree with him, did not want to argue with him, nor did she want to eat. She just sat quietly and did not know who she was waiting for.

Lin Zisan return to his senses, he can not help but secretly look at this girl in white.

The girl in white had very thick black hair, and her side face and facial features remained childish. She could not be said to be beautiful and moving, but she have a beautiful temperament.

“what do you mean? “

Ye Xinhe is a bit uncomfortable, he looked at the girl who did not speak,put down chopsticks, said.

“I was waiting for Lin Zhuyu.”

The girl glanced at him and said, “I was supposed to meet him here. You know, this is the best place to cook here. He misses the brine sausage here, but i didn’t expect you here too.”

“apart from this one, what else is there to choose from outside the Bashan Sword Field? now that he has come back, can he not be here and be in another home?”Ye Xinhe obviously some surprise,” but what good miss salted intestines, oil and heavy, pepper and put too much.
Eating too much is bad for spiritual practice.”

Listening to his words, the girl could not help laughing. “I thought you would care what he was going to do when he came back,” she said.

“why do I care about these?”Ye Xinhe sneered:” are you afraid that he and I compete for those two swords? Even if I can’t beat him, he can’t beat me. If you want me to worry, I’d better worry about you.”

Lin had just calmed down and, listening to these conversations, his heart was beating uncontrollably again.

Although he thought he might not be able to beat Yu Tuo, even if he had really seen the sky before him, he could be incomparably certain that a man like Yu Tuo was already a rare genius, few of his contemporaries could beat him.

Ye Xinhe, like this, should be a genius among the geniuses, but listening to their dialogue at this time, it seems that Ye Xinhe and this woman were originally disciples of the Bashan Sword Field, and that there is far more than one Bashan Sword Field for such a powerful young practitioner as Ye Xinhe.

It is already extremely inconceivable that a previously unknown spiritual practice place has produced such highly admired swordsmen as Yu Zuochi and Gu Liren. It is even more unimaginable that these young disciples are far ahead of their peers in spiritual practice, and it is even more unimaginable that these young disciples are far ahead of their contemporaries in spiritual practice, and that even these young disciples are far ahead of their contemporaries in practice.

Before he came here really wanted to be Bashan sword field Gu Liren’s disciple, but to witness these things, he now only want to know what happened here, Bashan sword field is exactly what kind of Zongmen.

The girl and Ye Xinhe stopped talking. Lin did not know if the rest of the guests in the winery had heard the conversation between them, but no one spoke, and the wine shop became quieter, except for the sound of chewing after the entrance of the food.

The sound of bowls pushing, and the sound of rain outside.

The more quiet, the slower time seems to flow.

Also did not know how long, the outside rain gradually stopped,on the slate road,clear footsteps sounded.

At the sound of the footsteps, the girl, who had already held her chin in a daze, raised her head and smiled.

Ye Xinhe, who had finally finished eating at this time, reached out to the man in the shop to bring some hot tea, but it was too dark and let the man light an oil lamp on the table.

Turning around when the yellow light lit up, Lin saw a skinny young man in straw shoes coming from the other side of the street.

The skinny young man in an old coir raincoat was nothing special from afar, but he was getting closer, but Lin can feeling the smell of blood.

The smell of blood came not only from the young man’s old coir raincoat, but also from his sandals, from his short hair, and even when he looked at the young man’s sickly pale face.Lin Zisan felt as if a kind of blood was coming out of the young man’s lips and teeth.

“Spicy noodles, salted sausages, poached wild vegetables.”

The young man did not go slow, and when he came not far from the shop,frowned at the broken door, and then hung his raincoat on a piece of wood picked out from the ragged door frame, and, after that, he hung his raincoat on a piece of wood that had been picked out from the ragged door frame.

Yell something to eat with these movements in one fell swoop with one fell swoop in one fell swoop.

These are eating faster than ever.

Long before the young man appeared, the girl had ordered the store to prepare the meals.

“one bowl? I’m afraid is not enough.”

Looking directly in front of a bowl of noodles and two dishes, the face of some sick young people’s eyes full of joy at the same time.

“Yan XinLan,you are fastidious.”this young man knocked on bamboo chopsticks, buried his head and drank a mouthful of noodle soup. When he raised his head, his eyes were full of contented light.”to me, it’s easier to be satisfied with two bowls than with one.”

“how could he have suffered such a heavy wound when he was so murderous?”Ye Xinhe looked extremely satisfied, but he frowned, reached for a touch on his wrist, and frowned deeper.” how many thieves did you kill this time?

“all thieves in Yunmeng Mountain are gone.”the young man had begun to eat noodles, and his manner was not very clear.

Lin Zisan could still hear clearly, but he did not know what the thieves in Yunmeng Mountain stood for.

Ye Xinhe took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, “is there so many thieves?”

“yes.” the young man buried his head in noodles, and from time to time quickly sandwiched some halogen intestines.” Uncle Qi forced me to do so.”

“even the Witch Boys died at his hands, Ye Xinhe. It seems that you were too big at first.He’s hurt now. I’m afraid you’re no match for him.”Yan Xinlan looks at this young man to eat noodles with great interest, cannot help laughing quietly way at the same time.

Ye Xinhe’s complexion changed slightly, and he did not refute it, but grunted coldly.

Lin Zi three of one side heard, but was so shocked that almost called out the sound.

At this point he finally understood what he meant by the thieves in Yunmeng Mountain.

In the Yunmeng Mountain area along the border between Qin and Chu, a group of horse thieves were extremely difficult to entangle, and the Qin and Chu armies took them for many years and had no choice but to do anything about them. Among them, the chief of the horse thief was called the Witch Boy.

There used to be a place of practice in Yunmeng Mountain in the Chu called Xingyungong. When these horse-thieves first became disaster, the practitioners of the marching palace first declared that they wanted to destroy these horse-thieves. However, the final result was that within a month or so, Xingyungong was bloodied by these horse-thieves.No one survived.

XingYunGong in the Chu context is not the kind of unfashionable sword faction, the powerful horse thieves can be imagined.

“Don’t worry, I won’t argue with you for those two swords.”

The young man ate noodles very quickly, but between these few words, he even picked up the noodle bowl, drank up all the noodle soup, hiccupped with intent, and then tapped the table with his fingers and waited for the second bowl of noodles.Looking at Ye Xinhe,he said, “it’s just that Uncle Qi asked me to come back and fight with the people who took part in the sword club.He didn’t want me to be a disciple of Uncle Gu, but he probably think there was not enough pressure to force me?”

Bashan Sword Field(Wu Zui) Novel Chapter 8: A faint scent

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Chapter 8: A faint scent

The rain fluttered through the broken berth door, stunned and speechless by both the diners in the shop and those standing outside like Lin ZiSan.

“Yu Tuo! You are YuTuo in Guanzhong!”

Suddenly someone recognized the fat woman and exclaimed.

“Is Yu Tuo a woman?”Lin ZiSan thought, but the aftertaste just like a heavy hammer sword, he still some breathing trouble, know it’s true.

There is a rumor about Yu Tuo:a talented swordsman in Guanzhong, was born with amazing powers at the age of eight. At the age of 13, he learned all the sword moves of several famous masters. At the age of 17, she purposely forged a Changhong sword for her. She immediately invented a sword method of her own.The sword is like a hammer, the strength of which is unmatched among the contemporaries, and the meaning of the sword flows freely.

That flowery sword, is it the weight of the amazing Heavy Rainbow Sword?

When Lin ZiSan was shocked, many people inside and outside the liquor store could not help but fall on the sword that the fat woman was leaning against on the table.

“Even if you’re heavy, you have to be that heavy?”

Not everyone was shocked by the woman, however, and there was a voice of sarcasm.

“Let it be divided into victories and defeats, and if you use your sword well, you must humiliate others.You were born so big, but you were so small?”

“Hmm?”

Yu Tuo’s eye kills the opportunity suddenly now, she follows the sound, sees this is originally sitting in this wine shop diner.
The diner was a young man with a yellow shirt, and his accessories were very delicate. He came from Chu at first sight.

And this young man was very handsome.

“I can play with my sword.”Yu Tuo sneered at the young man and said, “I just want to see if you deserve it or not.”

“My name is Xue Jingye.”this boy smile.

There was an uproar all around.

Lin ZiSan’s face quickly pale.

He had come here earlier, feeling proud that he should be the best of all the young men who had come to Bashan for the sword test, but at the sight of the action of the fat woman, he was already in a state of shock.

As for this Xue Jingye. There was a buzz in his mind at the moment, but it occurred to him, subconsciously, why this man was here.

The patter of rain was accompanied by some hasty footsteps.

The young practitioner who had been injured by Yu tuo’s bone spurs on a chicken leg had already been helped away, but more people had been sent in after hearing the news.

Listening to the words Xue Jingye, many people look at Yu Tuo’s eyes are full of schadenfreude.

Xue Jingye’s fame is too loud.

A few years ago, the famous master of the Chu palace refined a very good sword, called Xuepu.

Chu’semperor put it in the adjacent star tower, which is equipped with 13 levels of test, so that Chu each selected genius to seize this Xuepu sword.

In the eyes of almost everyone, the test of those 13 barriers is extremely difficult, even if someone really solved, I am afraid it will take half a year.

In particular, the last random meteor is the real test of life and death, with unique gem induction starlight changes and promote one of the sword array, sword strokes, no matter how fierce, it is impossible to give ahead of time to respond to the strategy.

However, no one thought, someone just used three days, they even broke thirteen customs, picked the Xuepu sword.

This man is Xue Jingye.

“Since you are the master of the Xuepu sword, it is worth it for me to use my sword.”

Yu Tuo squinted at Xue Jingye and pulled out a brocade handkerchief to wipe his hands.

She was already fat, and the squint of her eyes became a straight line, but the divine light in her eyes forced out of this line, but it was like cold electricity, which made people shudder and shudder.
She wiped off the grease on her hand and reached for the sword, which she leaned against the table.

When the ornate sword was detached from the wooden table, there was a sudden crack, then a crash, and all of it scattered into a heap of broken wood.

Whether it was the breath of Yu Tuo’s body or the meaning of her sword, it was extremely heavy, but at this time the sword fell into her hand, and all her floating breath was suddenly frozen and sank, and the whole body was associated with the sword.

In everyone’s perception, it is like a towering mountain.

Lin ZiSan could hardly speak bitterly. He thought to himself that if at the beginning he had carried the sword in his hand, then he would not have even thought of getting angry.

“If this winery breaks down, it’s all mine.”before the shopkeeper went up in horror, Yu Tuo had said a word of indifference.

“It’s a pain in the neck.”

The hotelier did not dare to speak, but a faint, unpleasant voice floated out from one side.

There was a teenager, dressed in a green shirt, embroidered with a lotus on the cuff of his right hand.

The youth is beautiful.

He had been eating quietly before, and not even his deskmates had paid much attention to him until his voice rang out, and the people inside and outside the winehouse realized that he had been eating quietly, as if the world around him had nothing to do with him.

He eats very finely and slowly.

The bones of a fish lay thin on the table in front of him.

Xue Jingye thought the person must be extraordinary thing.

“You’re talking about me?”Yu Tuo did not hesitate to speak harshly.

“I have not eaten a good meal for several days, and now I want to eat a good meal but restless, I would like to teach you, but you are at least Qin people, but if you allow yourself to fight him, if you lose in his hands, but also lost our Qin’s face.”he seemed helpless sigh, and then raised his head, smiling at Yu Tuo and Xue Jingye, said:”Since can not eat, rather than I send you both back.”

“what?”

There was an uproar inside and outside the winery.

Lin Zisan was stunned, wondering if what she had heard was true.

This man should challenge Xue Jingye and Yu Tuo at the same time?

“I’m Ye Xinhe, from Qin Changling.”the young man stood up with a smile on his face.

“either you’re crazy, or I’m crazy.”

Listening to these words of Ye Xinhe, Yu Tuo’s left hand and five fingers were subconsciously touching the ground, and the greasy slate in the winery creaked slightly.

Xue Jingye slightly frowned, he looked at Ye Xinhe.

Ye Xinhe seems to be unknown in the world of spiritual practitioners, or at least he has never heard of them at all.

Looking at the face of Yutuo and listening to what she said, he knew that Yutuo had never heard of it at all.

If on weekdays, he would think that Ye Xinhe is the kind of grandstanding people and do not know the nature of the people, but Ye Xinhe has seen here before Yutuo hands, he did not think so.

“you first or me first?”

He did not like nonsense, turned to look at Yu Tuo, quietly asked.

Although the other side said to let him and Yu Tuo hand, but even if the other side really has that amazing strength, his pride, and Yu Tuo can not really hand in hand together.

Yu Tuo’s eyes were still squinting.

Listening to his words, she did not even turn her head to look at Xue Jing night, but made the simplest and violent response.

There was a dull boom.

All the slate cracked under her feet.

After years of greasy slate showing new stubble, countless fresh debris floated up like a weightless floe, and then, with a raging, heavy sword, it hit Ye Xinhe, who she was facing, with a heavy and raging swordsmanship.

Her body had been much larger than the ordinary girl, at this time when her body of true yuan raging out, her whole body in the perception of all, is still huge, really like to become a heavy mountain.

All the wood in the wine-shop was creaking, and the great breath was hanging on, and the shop and its companions, already huddled in a corner, shivered like dirt, thinking that the wine-sheltered shop would indeed be overturned and then broken to pieces.

Ye Xinhe smiled.

He doesn’t think so.

A clear sword shines, as summer is struck by a rainstorm, and a young leaf falling from the treetops leaves lush marks in the afternoon halo.

The moment the sword lit up, the violent Yu Tuo’s face suddenly turned pale, her eyebrows and heart slightly bulging, and a mouthful of blood gushing out of her mouth.

Originally condensed like a hammer like a sword like a plate of loose sand blown away.

Ye Xinhe’s clothes and clothes hunted like the high flags of war on the battlefield were blown by the current wind.

Behind him there was a crackle on the plank of the wine-shop, like the leaves of plantain trees outside, which were now beaten by the rain.

Yet he still smiles.

His sword is hidden between his sleeves.

There was a roar of exclamations.

Most of the people present did not see his sword clearly, let alone his sword moves.

“Don’t use dead things to vent your anger. I’ll still eat here.”

“I am still young, you have not died, willing to chain has the opportunity to turn over the book, do not lose the face of the Qin people.”

Ye Xinhe’s voice sounded faintly.

The trembling back of Yu Tuo finally rested.

Before Ye Xinhe’s voice sounded, she was ashamed and indignant. She wanted to turn directly around and crash out of this liquor shop.

But Ye Xinhe’s voice, like a heavy stone hitting her heart, made her body heavier than ever before.

To keep her from moving.

“If you lose today, you will have to say goodbye. See you again in the future.”

At this moment, Xue Jingye’s voice sounded.

The spiritual practitioner from Chu bowed to Ye Xinhe and walked away.

Lin Zisan dazed watching Xue Jingye from the side of the body, watching Xue Jingye is very calm face, his heart also suddenly gave Xue Jingte a great respect.

He did not see any sense of fear, but found it easy and easy.

He was not confined to success or failure for a while, and even if he left, he was only saying good-bye. I’m afraid this young spiritual practitioner from Chu does not think that he will necessarily be weaker than Ye Xinhe in the future.

Nor do they think that there will be no stronger opponent than Ye Xinhe on the road ahead of him in the future.

He is not obsessed with defeating Ye Xinhe.

Don’t know why, watching Xue Jingye leave quietly and calmly, Lin Zisan feels that he is even smaller, but at the same time, he actually gives birth to more insights than before, and seems to have learned more.

Yu Tuo didn’t say anything in the end.

She was silent for a moment, then bowed a little to Ye Xinhe, and then left.

When she left, more people left the broken liquor store.

From a time when there were no seats, to the few wine guests in the house, it seemed a little lonely.

Lin Zisan had no intention of winning. He walked into the wine-shop with a wry smile and ordered some food to be eaten slowly.

With the patter of rain, another man came in.

He smelled a faint scent, like jasmine, except for the food.

When he looked up, he saw only one girl’s back.

The girl, dressed in white, sat opposite Ye Xinhe and spoke to Ye Xinhe. Her voice was light, but he could hear clearly.

“You are already a member of Bashan Sword Field … Still so bully treat Yu Tuo such as this … Aren’t you afraid of going public?