Chapter 42: No Regrets from the Sword, Wenjianzhai was founded (Thanks to reader jkiani for becoming the first deacon)
The seventh day of the Sword Discussion Conference, the finals.
He Guo is facing Xie Yan, the legitimate son of the Xie family in the city that never sleeps.
"Xie Jia, Xie Yan." On the stage, a young genius dressed in white, who looked like a wealthy young master but had a sword-like temperament, saluted He Guo in front of him.
“I learned from my mentor Lin Lie, what’s wrong with me.”
Wearing old clothes and holding a sword, he responded.
"Start."
Because He Guo revealed his master's inheritance in public for the first time, it aroused the whispers of spectators from all directions. At the same time, the swordsman on the ring announced the start of the sword fight.
For the Sword Competition in the Nightless City, you are not allowed to use talismans, use magic weapons, swallow drugs that stimulate potential, or use such secret techniques.
Starting from the top sixty-four, there will be sword masters to conduct relevant inspections.
However, considering the inheritance of the Southern Xinjiang Taoism, you can use secret techniques such as Gu insects and ghosts that are closely related to your own cultivation.
Therefore, Gu Dao sword cultivators and ghost Dao sword cultivators have always had an advantage in sword competitions.
However, the two young swordsmen who came here today are pure swordsmen, sharp and pure, and have no worries.
"Actually, I don't care about the outcome of this battle, because you are no match for me."
The young master of the Xie family, dressed in white as snow, with a sword at his side, said this road.
"Your swordsmanship has entered the path of magic. Although you made rapid progress for a while, you fell into intolerance. What you have to face every day in the future may be a chasm that cannot be broken through in this life."
"So no matter what the outcome is today, I don’t care about it every day in the future. My swordsmanship will improve, but you, for the sake of temporary success, have abandoned your foundation. Such a sword-mindedness is not worthy of comparison with mine."
Xie Yan did not draw his sword but talked about it, but he His eyes were cold and sincere, and it was obvious that these words were from his heart.
But for this reason, words are like swords, finding gaps to enter and directly attack the opponent's vital points.
However, after a long while, the opponent did not respond. After drinking some tea, Xie Yan frowned slightly and was about to draw his sword.
From the opposite side, He Guo's words came:
"...You can seek the sword of righteousness because you are the legitimate son of the head of the Xie family, and you have been the young master of the Xie family since you were a child. Inspired by famous teachers since childhood, you have been The young name sword is a companion and a spiritual companion. What you just said is correct. Your sword heart is indeed better and more perfect than mine."
"But is it really yours? Did you realize it yourself? Or was it taught to you by words and deeds surrounded by a group of master swordsmen? "
"You give up today for tomorrow, but to me, there is no tomorrow if you give up today. , I don’t understand or understand the righteous way or the evil way, but my teacher taught me these four words.”
The young man’s eyes were downcast, as if he was lost in memories.
"Which four words?"
Xie Yan has been practicing swordsmanship for many years, and he felt something in his heart. He held the sword in one hand, and already made a gesture with the other hand.
“No regrets when you take out the sword!”
Running, the sword was unsheathed loudly.
The righteous path abandoned me, and I entered the evil path and never looked back.
"Meteor from the sky!"
"The first sword is the meteor from the sky!"
Many people present saw this sword's light and coldness not for the second or third time, but they still felt it was beautiful. I feel thrilling.
Obviously it was just an ordinary sword, but for some reason, along with He Guo's slash, there was a kind of soul-stirring charm. The sword was cold and dazzling.
Although I have been prepared, even though I have studied the changes of this move in my mind countless times.
But when He Guo made this move and was frightened by the sword's intention, Xie Yan's thinking was still sluggish for a moment. When he came to his senses, He Guo had already swung his sword in front of him, and the flying sword was pointed directly at the vital point. Like teleportation.
锵.
Dang.
With more than ten years of hard training, Xie Yan used his sword in time and successfully blocked the sword.
But the two swords collided, and the sword light that was like a rainbow turned out to be Xie Yan's sword!
Xie Yan is now eighteen years old. He has been trained by the Xie family since he was a child. He is now at the peak of the sixth level of Qi training. Of course, he cannot be compared with the top geniuses in the top sects who have built foundations at the age of twenty. However, with the dual cultivation of sword and Qi, It has been proved step by step that he is a young genius in the entire Southern Xinjiang and even the entire Tang Dynasty. He is very confident that he will become a monk who builds the foundation of the tunnel in the future.
The flying sword he is wearing is a second-level high-grade flying sword. He has caught it in his hands since he was a hundred days old.
Furthermore, the sword embryo is Yan Zheng. When he is promoted to Foundation Establishment in the future, he will be able to immediately forge it into a third-level flying sword. It will certainly be more advantageous and more convenient to use than ordinary Foundation Establishment monks purchasing third-level flying swords. With power.
However, now Xie Yan has retreated, he has to retreat, he has to retreat.
If you don’t retreat, you will be defeated immediately.
"With this kind of sword power, he ignores his own meridians and uses all his magic power? With this kind of sword light, can he slash ten swords?"
Because one step is wrong, every step is wrong.
Xie Yan just didn't think about how to get over and risked his life.
Then he was frightened for a moment by the sword intent of the meteor outside the sky. This was not his fault, because monks in the Foundation Establishment realm would also be frightened by the sword here, but they had already condensed their spiritual consciousness to recover faster and be more difficult to be frightened. People just catch the flaws.
But at this moment, in the next ten swords, Xie Yan's skills cannot make up for the disadvantage caused by the first sword.
He could only barely control the sword light to defend himself, retreat, use the sword, defend, retreat, use the sword, defend.
Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang... The two sword lights intertwined criss-cross, and the sword fire intertwined. Many times, the two swords rubbed against Xie Yan's body.
In the main swordsmanship hall, the surrounding audience held their breath for a moment.
In the front seat outside the ring, Bai Feier from Jinhong Sword Hall looked up nervously. Next to her is her brother, her father.
Of course people who can sit here close by can understand it.
The outcome of both sides is only within ten swords.
Is Xie Yan’s sword of Zhengdao stronger, or He Guo’s sword of demonic path is more powerful.
Click, click, collapse...
When the two sides fight hard to reach the seventh sword, even if they master the active offensive, what better than the first-level low-grade flying sword they command? Finally, the sword could not withstand the intensity of the fight and began to crack, shatter, and break. Along with the sword fire, fragments of the flying sword began to fall in mid-air.
"The flying sword is broken? The gap between the two flying swords is too big..."
"The victory has been decided."
The monks around him noticed it, and Xie Yan also noticed it, but the young swordsman wielding the sword seemed to have no feeling at all.
He drove the relics left to him by his mother again and again, pouring all his magic power into slashing with the sword that he had forgotten all about.
锵
The eighth sword.
Qiang
The ninth sword.
At this moment, the first-order low-grade flying sword was already broken into pieces.
Only the front half of the sword head is not relatively intact. You can even see that the flying sword pattern inside is flashing with an uncertain brilliance.
The tenth sword, cut down.
Clang.
Xie Yan Yujian defended, the two swords collided, strangled, and then they all fell out of the ring.
It’s just that Xie Yan’s flying sword is still intact, but He Guo’s flying sword has been completely broken and can no longer be used.
"Ten swords have passed...be prepared for his deadly counterattack!"
Xie Yan forcibly raised his exhausted spirit, and sure enough he saw He Guo's right hand pointing into a sword, pointing towards Attacked on his own.
His eyes were ruthless, but revealed an even more terrifying clarity.
With these ten sword fights, Xie Yan, who was older than him and had more magical power than him, was exhausted. He Guo was of course weaker and more tired.
But he still pounced forward, giving everything he had and squeezing out all his potential.
"If you guard against his sword, as long as I recall the flying sword, it will be me."
Before I could think of the word "win", the two sides had already passed each other.
Bang, He Guo's sword palm with all his strength only hit Xie Yan's right arm, causing him to lose control of his right arm for a moment. However, Xie Yan has practiced swordsmanship with both hands since he was a child. His left hand sword is not as sharp as the right hand sword, but it is definitely Not weak.
So you can still recall the sword Qingdie and return quickly.
Just at this moment, He Guo struck out with a sword that no one had expected - his left arm, which had been cut to the bone by Bai Fei'er of the Jinhong Sword Hall, swung out and struck Xie directly. Yan's left eye.
At this time, Xie Yan's green butterfly flying sword had flown backwards and was less than a foot away from the sword owner, but He Guo's left hand sword had already reached Xie Yan's eyes.
This change in the scene was beyond the expectations of everyone present.
Faced with this, the old swordsman on the stage couldn't help but sigh slightly, swung the bamboo sword in his hand, and hit He Guo's left elbow.
After all, it was impossible for him to stand here and watch the young master of the Xie family having his eye gouged out.
Bang.
He Guo rolled over and fell heavily to the ground, in a miserable state.
Xie Yan stood in the ring in a daze, panting heavily, holding his own Blue Butterfly Sword in his hand, but he was at a loss for a moment.
But at this time, huge cheers and roars appeared in the arena below.
The first one to jump up was Bai Feier of Jinhong Sword Hall. This little girl screamed loudly, yelling, pulling her reluctant brother and pointing at the ring:
< br>"He lied to me, he lied to all of us!"
Then more people cheered, scolded, and all the sounds were mixed together.
Many gamblers use their family fortunes to increase their wealth. I am afraid many people will die after tonight. It takes a long time for chaos to become stable.
Because the judge swordsman took the initiative to protect Xie Yan, the winner of this sword competition was of course determined:
The young master of the Xie family, who has been known as a swordsman genius since he was a child, lost.
In this year's sword competition, the winner was a commoner who used a first-level low-grade flying sword and had never joined a sword hall. What's wrong with a monk.
The young man endured the severe pain in his left arm. He lay on the ground with tears on his face:
"Dad, mother, have you seen it? Your son has become outstanding! ”
"Have you... seen it? Son, I miss you so much."
"You actually laid the groundwork when you were sixty-four strong. Don't tell me that Bai Feier's sword hit you." , Did you do it on purpose?”
At this time, a shadow shrouded He Guo.
Then, a broken sword was delivered to him.
"This sword should be very important to you. The first-level low-grade magic weapon is actually so well maintained. I saw seventeen maintenance techniques on it. Do you plan to use it for the rest of your life?"< br>
He Guo raised his head and looked at Xie Yan, who was standing in front of him blocking the light. Somewhat surprised: "You don't hate me?"
This is not what the storybook says. Uncle Ren in the tea shop once said: If the family members are narrow-minded, they will be punished. Generation...
"Humph, do you know what a noble family is? Compared with poor people like you, we can lose countless times and only need to win once, but you can only win countless times. If you lose once, you will never be able to recover for the rest of your life. "
"Besides, why do you think you can hide your swordsmanship from us after today? Please stop lying around and take me to see Master Lin. Not only that, I want to learn all of Master Lin’s sword skills!”
"..."
Even with the light behind his back, He Guo could see the light shining in the eyes of the young man in front of him when he said these words.
Just listening to his words, He suddenly felt that he was not as happy as before.
This group of children from aristocratic families - their mouths are really bad.
At the same time, at Yuelai Inn, Lu Cheng was writing, sorting out his practice experiences during this period.
The memory of the immortal cultivator is undoubtedly very good, but he still summarizes it every once in a while, using notes to organize his thoughts.
"He Guo should have finished the fight over there, right? I don't know what the result will be."
That's what he said, but after Lu Cheng sorted out his practice experience, he returned Go to the bed and meditate to regulate your Qi and purify your magic power.
It would be good to get first place, and second place is not bad, but why did I close my meridians a few days ago, and if I unblocked it today, this ambush should be able to increase my chances of winning by a few points.
But until the end of the swordsman's fight, he is still fighting for himself.
I meditated all night and nothing happened.
The next day, when Lu Cheng opened the door to listen to storytelling, he saw two teenagers kneeling at the door of his room.
Of course He Guo was a man. He raised the wooden plate in his hand high, and there was a land deed document on it.
The other man was dressed in white as snow and had a noble temperament. He was kneeling there at this moment, offering a thousand spiritual stones with both hands.
"What's wrong with me, disciple? I am willing to learn swordsmanship under my master."
"Disciple Xie Yan, I would like to learn swordsmanship under my master."
"Master, please grant me your permission."
"Okay! Okay!!"
Surrounded by a The applause of those who watched the excitement and did not mind the big deal.
What's wrong with a common man? He was so poor that he couldn't even afford to eat. He was spotted by Lin Lie, an immortal master who traveled here. He taught him a sword technique called "Meteor from the Sky" that he passed down in three days. The common man directly He soared into the sky, and then won the sword competition in the Evernight City, ranking first in the competition.
After the sword competition last night, this story will be circulated in Lingnan City that never sleeps for at least hundreds of years, or even thousands of years. Everyone loves stories like this.
Because, there are really too many children from poor backgrounds. They are hardworking, motivated, persistent, and talented, but they just lack that destiny.
Now, Immortal Master Lin Lie, the pseudonym of Lu Cheng, has become the embodiment of this immortal fate, so even Xie Yan knelt in front of him.
There is probably no one among the young swordsmen in the city who would not want to kneel in front of him today.
“It’s normal to collect spirit stones and teach swordsmanship. Why, I’ve said it before. After those three days, the fate between you and me will be over.”
"Master Lin, the fate between you and me is not over yet." Xie Yan said hurriedly before He Guo could speak.
It’s better not to teach. If you teach me, I will definitely inherit your unique skills.
Lu Cheng's appearance looks not much older than He Guo and Xie Yannian, but the age of a monk in the world of immortality cannot be judged by his appearance.
The real age of many beautiful fairies is probably hundreds of years older than the grandmothers of He Guo and Xie Yan's grandmothers.
Although the Master Lin in front of me is not like this, he is obviously a true practitioner with good looks.
In fact, if the predecessor Lu Cheng mastered the art of double cultivation, he would be able to remain youthful forever, with a youthful face and fair hair, and not age even if he is a hundred years old.
"Master, I have used the best spirit stone in the competition to buy the sword hall of Xie Feng Tower. I heard that there is a ghost there. If you don't go and take charge of the sword hall, you will smash it into the hands of the disciples." "
Xie Yan, who comes from a noble family, can be so shameless, but he is even more stress-free. He directly put down the wooden plate in his hand, jumped up and hugged the thigh of the Taoist in front of him and refused to let go.
"Master, Master, you can't ignore me."
"Alas, alas! You dare to buy a haunted house, alas, you really hurt me."
Lu Cheng had a look of helplessness on his face, but he seemed unable to kick his already-taught disciple to death. He reluctantly went to the original sword hall of Xie Feng Tower with He Guo and Xie Yan.
All the furnishings inside are in good condition, except for the Xie Feng Building sign that was taken down. Lu Cheng could set up a new sword hall in this mansion with just a sign.
"Please tell me, Master."
Xie Yan was more knowledgeable than He Guo, who was born as a commoner. He could vaguely see that Master Lin intended to open a sword hall and teach swordsmanship.
Although there were some regrets that he could not monopolize it, he immediately became more energetic and quickly ordered the Xie family servants to make arrangements.
In a sword hall, there are only a few people who can really get the true inheritance, say more than a dozen people, and the rest can learn the basics and superficial knowledge of the sword hall here.
Xie Yanze is the true successor to Master Lin and is bound to win.
The blank plaque made of fine wood was delivered to the young Taoist, and everything was ready.
The young Taoist seemed helpless, but in the end he stretched out his palm and gently pressed the blank plaque in front of him.
Hiss.
The sound of sword energy breaking through the air.
Immediately afterwards, three sharp and powerful characters written in sword energy fell on the plaque: Wenjianzhai. Just seeing this plaque can make people feel a fierce force. meaning.
Opening a sword hall in the Evernight City is the best choice for Lu Cheng at this time:
Not only can he learn about the local luck movement method and hone his own swordsmanship through teaching, You can also earn a lot of spiritual stones to supplement your training resources.
As for what to teach?
The local Dao Tower, Jinhong Sword Hall, Chiri Sword Hall, and Xie Feng Hall can all become top sword halls.
According to their teaching model, what Lu Chengyi has learned is enough to teach him until ten thousand years later. Well, it is a bit too conceited to say so. If he is more modest, he will be able to teach him until nine thousand nine hundred and ninety years. Go in the next year.
In his previous life, a professional chess player could teach his disciples for a lifetime. Lu Cheng was a master of swordsmanship among tens of billions of players. What’s more, he was extremely talented and was good at learning. Ordinary apprentices would probably not progress as fast as his teacher.
“It’s not good to have only three or four people in such a large sword hall. Well, the tuition fee will still follow the previous model, but the tuition fee for ordinary apprentices is only ten spiritual stones a month, for poor families. It’s a chance for the younger generation to make progress,” Lu Cheng said.
He Guo on the side heard this and wanted to say: "Master Lin, no kid from a poor family can afford to pay ten spiritual stones in a month to cultivate."
But Xie Han on the side had already taken the lead and said: "Master is compassionate and opens up a path for future generations to learn swordsmanship. He is really broad-minded, meritorious, highly virtuous and highly respected..."
He Guo looked at it dumbfounded. Xie Han kept talking there, and for a moment he truly understood the differences in all aspects between children from poor families and people from aristocratic families.
They really lick, and they really know how to lick.
"If I were in Master Lin's position, it would only take one or two days. After one year, two years, ten years and twenty years, wouldn't I think Xie Yan is more pleasing to the eye because of this? Then the real inheritance will still be What’s wrong with me?”
Not only. That's all. Xie Yan also ordered the servants who followed him to call all the young men of the Xie family who are willing and suitable to learn swordsmanship and join the Wenjianzhai Sword Hall. In a short period of time, the situation can be restored.
"Tell them that all the disciples of the Xie family who come to the sword studio to learn swordsmanship will be reimbursed by the family's public account, and other sword halls and Taoist schools will not be reimbursed."
Obviously, when the head of the Xie family is Shu Xiu really dotes on his legitimate son. His son has thousands of spiritual stones, and he will give it to him whenever he asks, and Xie Yan still has such great power. Of course, this is also earned by the self-control and talent shown by Xie Yan who has practiced swordsmanship for many years. of.
In this world, those who have a foundation-building level of cultivation can support a family. Those who have a more powerful cultivation level, even if they have no other talents, can become the anchor of a family, where violence lies. .
What's more, Xie Yan's performance in other aspects of dealing with others has not been bad over the years.
At this moment, bursts of noise suddenly came from outside the gate.
Lu Cheng looked around and saw many people holding spiritual stones and squeezing into the sword hall. There were so many people that the originally spacious door was about to be overcrowded.
It turns out that the news about He Guo buying the Xie Feng Tower Sword Hall with the two thousand spirit stones that ranked first in the competition spread out for some reason.
I heard that Immortal Lin Lie, who was roaming the south with his "meteors from the sky", was going to open a tavern in the city that never sleeps and teach disciples. The news spread from ten to ten and to hundreds of people.
More and more people want to bring their children to worship Master Lin Lie.
In the future, I have to teach him one and a half moves. If he can be like He Guo, even if he is a little worse, he will still stand out and be the best.
No matter how bad you are, you can still join the City Patrol Division, marry some beautiful wives and concubines among mortals, and live a life of majesty.
Parents who love their children have far-reaching plans. This heart is the same from ancient times to the present, which is why the scene before me appears.
"Master, you, please go to the back hall to take shelter first. The disciples will deal with it here."
Xie Yan just finished speaking, and when he turned around, he found that Lu Cheng had left We have reached the corner of the back hall. He is worthy of practicing swordsmanship. He has quick hands and feet, which is a basic skill.
"Thank you, junior brother, it is enough for you and your servants to be here. I will serve the master"
"You stay with me. You are the first in the sword competition. Master is not here, and neither are you. Is it my Xie family that runs this sword hall?"
Xie Yan stepped forward with his sword and grabbed it. It's too much to think about leaving.
Then the two brothers cooperated with the servants of the Xie family to greet everyone, collect spiritual stones, establish rosters, and handle various chores. As the saying goes, if the teacher has something to do, the disciple will obey him. These are what they should be doing. .
It is not easy to collect spiritual stones, establish a roster, and deal with various chores. It is not easy to open a sword studio. Starting early in the morning, Xie Yan and He Guo, two very smart young people, are the leaders. In cooperation with the Xie family servants, they were busy all day long, and by the end of the afternoon, the matter was gradually completed.
"Hey, this is the first time I know that there are so many rich people in the Evernight City. How many people can afford to practice ten spiritual stones for a month. Some people also ask Master Lin to give personal guidance. Five One hundred and twelve spiritual stones will guide you for three days, and you have to think about it even when I ask for it.”
At dusk, the sun was setting in the west, and the sky was filled with majestic red clouds. The two young men, Xie Yan and He Guo, had been busy all day, and were so tired that they were sitting in the deserted sword hall, leaning on each other.
As for the servants of the Xie family, they did not dare to be too rude in front of the young master, but they all hid at the door to rest while greeting the people who were still coming to study.
At this moment, when two young men, Xie Yan and He Guo, were leaning against each other to catch their breath, there were faint sounds of arguing outside the Wenjianzhai sword hall, followed closely by cries of pain.
Although tired, the two young men stood up immediately, but before they could go out to see what was going on, a group of young men carrying swords had already broken in, and they were the first to fly. The person who came in was a servant of the Xie family.
“Thank you San!”
Xie Yan stomped his feet and flew up to pick up the servant Xie San. However, he was also rushed backwards by a powerful force. If he continues forcefully, nothing will happen to him, but Xie San, the servant who has served him since childhood, will die.
“Hmph, Xie Yan of the Xie family is just like that, and his name is over-the-top.”
“If you want to open a sword hall in the city that never sleeps, the great swordsman must go to the main swordsmanship hall to take the assessment. , whose identity is unknown, whose swordsmanship is not good, and whose moral character is lacking, shall not be allowed to be with me. Don’t you know that a sword hall has been opened in the Evernight City? "
The man who walked in at the head was tall, with long eyebrows, an eagle nose, and a cold face. When he faced He Guo and Xie Yan, he was condescending. , seemed not to take the two people in front of him seriously at all.
"Hey, you are not the young master of the Xie family, why does he not take you seriously at all?" He Lai came to Xie Yan who put down Xie San and asked in a low voice.
"Chen Tengjiao is the adopted son of the Grand Elder of the Swordsmanship Hall. His father is a late-stage Foundation Establishment monk, and his master is a mid-stage Foundation Establishment monk. He himself ranked first in the last sword competition. Why do people take me so seriously?"
After replying in a low voice, Xie Yan took two steps forward, cupped his fists and saluted:
"...Brother Chen Shi, today is the first time that Master has hung up the sword hall plaque. I will go to the Swordsmanship Hall to re-apply tomorrow.”
“Re-apply, that means it has not been done yet. Then your plaque cannot be hung today. I will take off your plaque now.” Go to the Swordsmanship Headquarters to pick it up.”
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