Mingjian Mountain.

Sword evil is everywhere and sword energy is rising into the sky.

When Yi Ming and his three companions were still hundreds of miles away from Mingjian Mountain, they felt the sword intent field that had almost condensed into substance.

This is an aura that has lasted for thousands of years and is composed of countless sword energies. It contains countless sword techniques and sword intentions, and has become the home ground for sword practitioners.

"Wow, it's worthy of being the mountain gate of a large sect. Just this momentum alone has suppressed the likes of Molun Mountain and Jinghu Palace." Yi Ming was very impressed, "I wonder what the Hun Tian Sect and Yu Xian Sect are like."

"Some sects act flamboyantly, while others act restrainedly. We can't generalize," Luo Shi said.

"The sword energy of Mingjian Mountain's gate is very famous in Tianwu Continent." Bei Xueqing added.

"Excuse me, are you here to watch the ceremony or to participate in the sword fighting competition?"

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"I don't know her. I don't know where she came from. However, with her sword skills, she is likely to be noticed by Mingjian Mountain."

As they were talking, they came to the door of a bamboo building. The monk bowed and said, "The sword fighting competition will start tomorrow morning. Please pay attention to the sword seals. I'll take my leave now!"

The monk led the way while asking Yi Ming and the others, his eyes wandering around Yi Ming and Bei Xueqing, "If you want to watch the ceremony, after the meeting starts tomorrow, you can watch anywhere as long as you don't enter the venue.

"Huh?"

The closer they got to Mingjian Mountain, the denser the sword energy became. Although this sword energy was not aggressive, it seemed to have consciousness and thinking, which still made Luo Shi and Bai Rongrong feel uncomfortable.

"The sword fighting competition will start tomorrow. It doesn't matter if the secret is revealed now. The sword skills are not so easy to crack." Bei Xueqing explained.

"He is a cultivator in the late Condensation stage. His swordsmanship is quite profound!"

Some monks not far away turned their attention over and looked at and talked about Bei Xueqing.

"I don't know if she is a casual cultivator or not. Will she become a guest elder of Mingjian Mountain?"

"Tsk tsk, a group of Nascent Soul cultivators. This level is much higher than that of the scattered cultivator holy land on the shore of Jing Lake in Jing Country."

"Huh, there are people fighting with swords right now, aren't they afraid of being discovered by others?" Luo Shi saw people fighting with swords in the Fighting Sword Cliff from afar.

Bei Xueqing's expression faded, and the sword fingers in her hand gently loosened, and the boundless sword energy around her returned to its normal state.

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This is a residence specially prepared for the monks who come to attend meetings or watch ceremonies. Although almost no one uses it, it still needs to be prepared. It's fine if you want to stay outdoors for a few days, but Mingjian Mountain cannot allow you to attend meetings outdoors. What's more, some monks are used to staying in the house, practicing while watching the battle with their spiritual consciousness.

If you want to participate, you can get a sword fighting seal from me. When you need to fight, the sword fighting seal will guide you and your opponent to the corresponding sword fighting venue."

Then the monk explained the rules of the sword fighting competition to everyone. The rules were basically that there was no need for cultivation, only sword skills were compared, and the only thing that mattered was winning or losing, not life or death.

At the same time, they met many cultivators along the way, and they all flew towards Mingjian Mountain.

As they were talking, they arrived at the entrance of the mountain trail of Doujian Cliff. A dozen disciples of Mingjian Mountain were guarding the entrance, maintaining order and providing guidance. Yi Ming did not waste words, but just practiced the "Wuxiang Divine Sword Sutra". The sword energy in his body flashed, and the sharp sword energy condensed and did not disperse.

The sword fighting competition in Mingjian Mountain would certainly not be held in the mountain gate itself, but a new venue was opened up in the same mountain range. The Jindan cultivators used their great magic power to find a place with dense mountains and directly flattened all the peaks within a radius of dozens of miles. It was named Fighting Sword Cliff and used for the sword fighting competition.

"Participate." Yi Ming laughed. This was a fair chance to show off and bully the weak. If he missed this opportunity, he would never have it again.

Luo Shi was so angry that he laughed, "This is the sword fighting competition organized by Mingjian Mountain, and Jinghu Lake is just a spontaneous gathering of some casual cultivators. How can the two be compared?"

"Wow, this is the first time I've seen so many sword cultivators appear together."

Tianwu Continent is vast and boundless, but even if the number of cultivators is very small, and the cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage are at the middle or upper levels of the pyramid, if all the cultivators within a radius of tens of thousands of miles are gathered together, that is still a very large number.

When they arrived at Doujian Cliff, all the cultivators descended in front of the mountain path. As long as they showed their sword aura, they would be led by the disciples of Mingjian Mountain into the wooden houses and courtyards around Doujian Cliff.

The disciples of Mingjian Mountain quickly took out two sword-shaped stone seals from their storage rings and handed them to Yi Ming and Bei Xueqing, one on the left and one on the right.

Speaking of which, the sword fighting competition held every five years in Mingjian Mountain, in addition to making a name for themselves by fighting with swords, is actually also an exchange conference for sword cultivators from all walks of life. Many sword cultivators can gain a lot from this conference, either by improving their swordsmanship or by advancing their cultivation.

Of course Yi Ming and his companions would not hide in this bamboo building. Yi Ming and Bei Xueqing still had to attend the conference. Bai Rongrong and Luo Shi would of course also show up to watch the game.

"The Mingjian Mountain Sword Fighting Competition will officially begin tomorrow, and today is when the most people will come." Yi Ming said to Bei Xueqing with a smile, "I heard that every time the competition is held, there are thousands of sword cultivators participating, and you can see all kinds of sword techniques, and there are many cases of being defeated by a higher level."

"Because every sword fighting competition is attended by thousands of monks, day and night, the sword seal may light up at any time. Please pay attention, seniors. If you do not enter within thirty breaths, you will be eliminated." The monk reminded.

At this moment, Bei Xueqing suddenly stopped and looked towards a certain place in the forest with burning eyes.

"Participate." Bei Xueqing said lightly.

At this time, many monks had gathered at the Doujian Cliff, some were sightseeing, some were chatting, some were discussing Taoism, and some were fighting with swords. The atmosphere was very lively.

Bei Xueqing's eyes were filled with fighting spirit. Her fingers moved slightly unconsciously, causing a turbulence in the sword energy around her.

"What a powerful sword intent!"

Yi Ming and Bei Xueqing nodded.

They left the bamboo house and began to wander around Doujian Cliff.

After the monk left, several people walked into the bamboo building and looked around.

The disciples of Mingjian Mountain were all shocked by the sword energy and their faces changed color. They knew that they had met a great sword cultivator, so they bowed and saluted. A disciple who had reached the Nascent Soul stage stepped out first, stretched out his hand, and led Yi Ming and the other three to the Doujian Cliff.

"Huh?" Yi Ming and others turned their heads at the same time.

I saw a young man in a green shirt sitting quietly on a blue stone in the bamboo forest, his eyes half closed, looking at the surrounding scenery and the many monks who were discussing Taoism and fighting with swords around him with seeming bored.

"Huh?"

Seeing Bei Xueqing noticed him, the young man was also a little surprised, and couldn't help but reveal a smile, "Mingjian Mountain is indeed impressive, as expected, a powerful swordsman has appeared."

(End of this chapter)