svetikya Chapter 233 The 300-Year-Old Young Man
Chapter 233 The 300-Year-Old Young Man
Chapter 233 The 300-year-old young man
Under normal circumstances, She Xuan would not refuse Lu Bei's request.
For example, the last time she practiced in the underground palace, she practiced well with the golden-scaled snake, but Lu Bei insisted on stepping in. Due to the face of her daughter's family, she struggled hard, but Lu Bei finally succeeded.
Due to the incompatibility between the snake and the eagle, the dual cultivation failed completely and there was no room for recovery.
Failure is not the point, the key is the process. She Xuan tried for a whole night, not to mention how sad she was to lose the qualification to double major in Lu and Bei.
It can be seen from this that Lu Bei will not refuse as long as she speaks.
But not today. She Xuan seriously suspected that Lu Bei asked for the map to please Bai Jin. She was so miserable that she couldn't get anything out of it.
Oh, if you can get a map, Leader Lu's character is guaranteed, and he will return it to her after using it.
The more She Xuan thought about it, the angrier she became. Lu Bei had no idea and was thinking about how to proceed with this trip to the secret realm.
There are more wolves than meat, and no matter how many opportunities there are, the number of people who enter the secret sword cultivator can't be avoided, especially the outstanding disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Their per capita talents are full. If they are allowed to run around, they are very likely to pick up the opportunity that belongs to someone in the world.
And it is very likely that they also have the secret drawings of the Heavenly Sword Sect in their hands.
To strike first, they wiped out the map Lin Buyan told them, blocked the door and knocked down the Heavenly Sword Sect group, took three or five hostages, and demanded the map in their hands.
After the clearance is completed, the opportunity for this secret realm is secured.
Under Lu Bei's urging, She Xuan reluctantly took out the map and looked at the sky with a look of aggrievedness, hoping that someone would find out from his conscience and quickly express his condolences.
But no.
Lu Bei copied the map, opened it, and quickly scanned it. He transformed into Golden Light Escape and walked away. Three seconds later, he brought Lin Yu back after sneaking away.
"Senior sister, the place of opportunity hidden on the map is located in the southeast. It is less than ten thousand miles away from here and is very close. Why not leave a messenger talisman and set the location of the battle there." Lu Bei suggested.
Bai Jin nodded when he heard this. A fight at the gate of the secret realm was against the rules of hospitality. At least he could let people relax.
There was another opportunity on the map, and Lin Buyan entrusted it to She Xuan, which was She Xuan's possession. As a senior sister, she could help to enhance the sisterhood.
After a good discussion, the four of them flew straight to the southeast, leaving a wisp of guiding sword energy in place.
After a while, the team of Heavenly Sword Sect entered the secret realm.
Zhan Hongqu looked around and found no trace of Bai Jin. He couldn't help but look a little disappointed. He picked up the Guiding Sword Qi again and nodded: "My fellow disciples, I have an appointment with a powerful enemy. This battle will happen once every three years." , I don’t want to miss it no matter what, take the first step to see Haihan.”
We were both sword cultivators, and everyone knew that it was hard to find a sword, so we parted ways with Zhan Hongqu and went into teams of twos and threes, each looking for his own opportunity.
Zhan Hongqu turned his sword into a sword and headed straight to the southeast. Along with him was his direct disciple Zhan Mingxin.
Zhan Mingxin was abandoned when he was young. He was no more than three years old and was about to starve to death on the streets.
Zhan Hongqu was looking for an opportunity and passed by this place. She felt something in her heart. She expected that Zhan Mingxin would be the opportunity for her trip. She accepted her as her disciple, both as a teacher and as a mother. Under her words and deeds, Zhan Mingxin also developed a ruthless character. Much temper.
"Master, what are the chances of winning this year?"
"Junior Sister Bai is a prodigy in swordsmanship, but she is not as good as a teacher. We haven't seen each other for three years, and her cultivation has improved further. It is expected that the chance of winning is only 40%."
Zhan Hongqu spoke highly of her, and then said: "There are two swordsmen around her who are quite capable. You have just entered the Soul Formation Realm and your foundation is already solid. You can ask them to have a sword fight."
Zhan Mingxin nodded and frowned as she looked toward the entrance of the secret realm. She came to the Iron Sword Conference this year. In addition to sharpening her Sword Intent, she also wanted to avenge her past shame.
In the secret realm of Flood Dragon, she was defeated by Ding from Tranquil State and had no chance to fight back. With its help, he broke through the Soul Formation Realm and challenged him again, but he still failed extremely cleanly.
Today is different from the past. She has stabilized her state and feels that she can do it again.
Unfortunately, I rushed to Zangqian Mountain early and did not find Tranquil State Ding in the Iron Sword League. Not only that, there was no such figure in the Independent Cultivator sword repair.
"Don't think too much. That person can defeat you with the Sword Intent. He is also familiar with the sword forging method. He is definitely not a mediocre person."
Seeing that his disciple was feeling regretful, Zhan Hongqu consoled him: "I expected that this person was from a famous family, and most likely he is also an Iron Sword League monk. He has not been able to go into seclusion this year to practice hard. Practice well, and we will have a chance to see you again in the future."
Seeing Zhan Mingxin nodding, she pondered for a moment and added: "Don't think too much, obsession will become a devil."
…
At the same time, at the venue halfway up the mountain, there was the Independent Cultivator secret area registration office.
The white-bearded old man drank a bottle of elixir, his face became slightly rosy, and he said slowly: "Everyone, please spread out. I can't breathe, so don't make any noise. My ears are not working well, and I often can't hear clearly. If you make the wrong mistake, you will have wasted half a day's work."
The threats were well-founded. Seeing how he could control the crane at any time, the Independent Cultivators did not dare to take a breath for fear of blowing them away.
"You, what's your name?"
"Junior Xia Jianren."
"You said I was mean?"
"No, this junior's name is Xia Jianren."
"Xiaren, how old are you?"
"Seven, seventy-eight."
"What, eighteen years old? The young man looks very anxious. When he was eighteen years old, he was much more mature than you."
"...
After a nonsensical conversation, Xia Jianren was so excited that he brought up the No. 1 sign and cried: "Senior, you can use this number sign to enter the secret realm."
"That's not true. In case a traitor sneaks in, we need to verify whether the identity is true."
The old man with the white beard followed the rules, signed at the end of the No. 1 list, and then knocked on the table: "Old Wang, come out and get the list, your job is here."
"..."xN
All the Independent Cultivators were speechless. Although they did not see Lao Wang, they could imagine that he was another old antique who was half-buried.
Heavenly Sword Sect is really a bit too deceptive!
"Old Wang?!"
"King Kekekeke, what are you still doing in a daze? Come out and take the order."
The old man with a white beard shouted a few times, his face turned red and his neck thickened, and he almost turned around early, asking the Independent Cultivators to wait for a moment, then went back.
He set up his crutches, swung his steps three times, and slowly moved to the back room...
After a while.
"Old Wang——"
"Old Wang, Old Wang, you are only 280 years old, not even 300 years old. You are still a young man. Why are you leaving... cough cough cough... hiccup~~"
The back room was silent, the crying and coughing were gone. The Independent Cultivators looked at each other and roughly guessed some possibility.
"That Xia Jian, we can't jump in line. You're at the front. Go inside quickly and see what's going on inside."
"I am Xia Jianren, not Xia Jian."
"Okay, okay, Xia Jianren, hurry up and have a look. The old man is young, so nothing really happens."
After a cup of tea, under the watchful eyes of the onlookers, Heavenly Sword Sect disciples carried away two stretchers covered with white cloth.
The good news is that the Independent Cultivator Secret Realm registration point is not closed and everything is business as usual.
The Independent Cultivators showed grief on their faces and expressed their condolences for the death of the two old seniors. Not to mention how happy they were. With the two old men gone, the process will definitely be faster.
Then, the disciples of Heavenly Sword Sect brought two more old men with white beards.
"..."xN
NMD, this is simply unreasonable. There are no young people under 200 years old in your Heavenly Sword Sect?
…
The nameless mountain range is covered with greenery, with meandering peaks above, deep rocks and secluded ravines below, and surrounded by parallel water. From a distance, it seems that there is a phantom of a naturally formed Bagua formation.
The four of them flew along the formation diagram, groped for the direction of the formation eye, and stopped in front of a valley.
In the valley, hundreds of flowers are blooming, and the colors are colorful and beautiful.
Lin Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the eagle passing by in the sky: "What a giant eagle. It is quite handsome. This species cannot be seen outside the secret realm. I will catch one and keep it at the mountain gate."
"Senior Brother, stop struggling. That one is not an osprey. It won't chase you and lead you to the river."
Lu Bei complained and kindly said: "The formations here are natural, and there must be valuable treasures accumulated over time. The Air Force can do it at any time. The opportunity is first come, first served. You must not miss it."
"If it were this secret realm, I would definitely not know how to fly in the air force." Lin Yu said firmly.
"It would be weird to believe you."
Lu Bei pouted, dragging Lin Yu and refusing to let him go. As the two pushed and pulled, a sword light suddenly fell in mid-air.
The sword energy flies like a waterfall, and he has the tendency to take the lead when he appears.
"Junior Sister Bai, please!"
"Senior sister invites you."
Under Lu Bei's speechless gaze, Zhan Hongqu raised his hand to invite a fight before he landed. Bai Jin responded decisively, two white lights collided in the air, and the fight started.
This is too fast, why don’t we just say hello!
Lu Bei has no sincere Sword Heart, is a pragmatist, pursues powerful and cool skills, and completely does not understand the passion of the two female swordsmen for each other. Seeing that the fight had begun above, Zhan Hongqu also brought a helper, so he threw Lin Yu down, and he and She Xuan entered the valley first.
Again, be cautious and seize the opportunity first.
The two left calmly, and Zhan Mingxin did not stop him. He slowly drew his sword and looked at Lin Yu, saying concisely and concisely: "Heavenly Sword Sect, Zhan Mingxin, please enlighten me."
Lin Yu looked at the opposite side with a headache. Fighting and other things were what he hated the most. He took it into consideration and straightened his face: "Is there Senior Sister Zhan's disciple in front of you? If so, I am your elder, so you can call me Senior Uncle Lin."
"Um?"
She Xuan's heart is blooming like a flower. Without her plastic sisters by her side, she can go back to the time when she and Lu Bei worked in the fields. They matched men and women, and there was no third party to cause trouble. Not to mention how happy she was.
"The pattern is low."
In the valley, there are colorful flowers and colorful flowers.
(End of chapter)
"Yeah, that's right, nephew, can you fish?"
…
"To put it simply, it's a battle of realms, but not entirely!"
Lin Yu shook his head slightly: "There are many ways to compete with swords. Uncle Master will teach you a move today. It's not about sword strength, nor about Sword Intent. It's about fighting with Sword Heart, and fighting in a literary way."
Lin Yu said mysteriously: "When you and I practice swordsmanship, the qi prevails and is restless. This is a taboo in practice. Without the heart, the mind is like still water. If you can't be still, you won't be able to maintain your sword. Do you think this is the truth?"
"Did you fart secretly?"
"???"
"Wen Dou?!"
Zhan Ming's heart was unclear, he nodded, put away the iron sword, and asked: "May I ask Master Lin, what is Sword Heart's resistance?"
Zhan Mingxin took a step forward: "Uncle Lin, please enlighten me."
A string of question marks floated across Lu Bei's forehead, and he frowned and looked at She Xuan: "Sister She..."
"Um."
[You have been poisoned. It is determined that your health remains unchanged after deducting the defense and poison immunity]