Jiang Yunqing didn't do anything weird this time. He nodded slightly to indicate that it was indeed the case.
The others suddenly realized that this was the case.
That makes perfect sense.
The relationship between Ziyou Mountain and Jianlu has always been pretty good. Ziyou Mountain teaches knowledge and the way of a gentleman, and the sword is a gentleman's tool, complementing each other. Although not every disciple of Ziyou Mountain has a sword, and not many of them learn the way of the sword, they prefer to wear swords.
Although Chen Ruogu's cultivation level is a bit low, he has the master of Ziyou Mountain behind him. This time he can even represent Ziyou Mountain to participate in the Pinggu battlefield. His family may be extraordinary.
It was normal for Jiang Yunqing to take care of the other party out of consideration for the other party's elders.
But... Jianlu seems to have never publicized Jiang Yunqing's lineage, and no one has ever heard of his master's name, nor does anyone know where this Chen Ruogu came from.
Shen Yuliu of the Shen family snorted in dissatisfaction and said:
"It's just such a small matter, but you've wasted so much time. Why didn't you just say it earlier? Don't you know whether you recognize him or not?"
"Others are polite to you, but you still turn your back on them. You are truly unbearable."
Before he finished speaking, Xu Datong, who was sitting behind Chen Kuang, immediately looked stern, suddenly swung his sleeves, and said sternly:
"Youngsters of the Shen family, be careful with your words!"
"I, the disciple of Freedom Mountain, have my own master's teachings. When will it be my turn as a junior to judge whether I can cultivate myself?"
boom!
The grandmaster's aura suddenly rushed towards Shen Yuliu like a tide with the flick of his sleeve. The broken swords around him trembled, ripples on the water surface, and blurred the starry sky.
Shen Yuliu was horrified and retreated repeatedly.
The master of the Shen family behind him sighed and raised his hand. The water flow suddenly rose, forming a barrier in front of Shen Yuliu.
The energy collided with the water flow, and the barrier suddenly shattered, turning into countless water droplets, splashing on Shen Yuliu.
“Crash!”
Although Shen Yuliu was not injured, he was soaked like a drowned rat and looked extremely miserable.
He was doused with water, his face pale and ugly, but he didn't dare to lash out. It seemed that his mind was instantly cleared up a lot, and he immediately bowed to Xu Datong and said:
"I am ignorant and have offended you, Senior. I hope you will forgive me for the sake of the Shen family..."
Xu Datong snorted coldly, retracted his sleeves and continued to sit upright.
Shen Yuliu immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but the look he gave Chen Kuang became somewhat unfriendly.
Chen Kuang was speechless.
If this cousin of the Shen family was playing a fool, his acting skills would be much better than his.
Putting aside the fact that there are two grandmasters among the younger generation present, and the number one person under the grandmaster, the grandmasters of various sects in this circle are not pushovers. When will it be his turn as a child of an aristocratic family to speak?
The princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty remained silent. It was not a good thing to attract so much attention.
Chen Kuang turned around and bowed to this unfamiliar Brother from Ziyou Mountain: "Thank you, Brother."
"No problem."
Xu Datong shook his head, stroked his beard, and said with a kind smile, "The students of Taolin in our Freedom Mountain have always been taught by the Master."
Then, his expression changed, and he looked at Shen Yuliu with a sneer: "This yellow-haired brat is nothing, how dare he speak nonsense in front of me!"
"Back when I was a bandit before I entered Freedom Mountain, if anyone had spoken like that to me, I would have killed him with my sword!"
Although I have long known that the Master teaches everyone, I didn't expect it to be so discriminatory... This Senior Brother Xu Datong was actually a bandit before entering the mountains.
Chen Kuang was stunned and couldn't help but give a thumbs up to his senior brother in his heart.
Is this what it feels like to have a backstage?
If someone says something bad about you, a senior will immediately come out to support you.
It was quite enjoyable...it's a pity that it can only be enjoyed this once.
His identity as a disciple of Freedom Mountain is borrowed. Once he comes out of the ancient battlefield, he will have to rely on his own abilities.
Chen Kuang turned around, looked at Jiang Yunqing, and declined politely:
"I appreciate your kindness, Jiang Daoyou..."
The white-haired swordsman shook his head and said:
"I'm welcome. If you're interested, you can take a look at it. Just remember to return it to me."
He said all this, and even before he put down the sword, he pointed it at Chen Kuang.
In front of everyone, could Chen Kuang still say that he had no interest in Canglang's second-ranked sword?
That's really like holding a lantern in a toilet - looking for shit.
Brother, I have no grudge against you, why are you putting me on the fire?
If Chen Kuang had not reacted to his "sudden inspiration" and had not judged "I am the inspiration" as the truth, he would have thought that Jiang Yunqing was deliberately making things difficult for him.
Chen Kuang felt helpless and nodded: "Thank you, Brother Jiang."
Jiang Yun nodded slightly, and threw the strange sword to Chen Kuang.
The moment Chen Kuang stretched out his hand to catch it, he immediately thought to himself that he was in trouble.
This sword... has sword intent!
And it is not an ordinary sword intent. The artistic conception is like the moon in the water and the fog on the river, which is high and far, ethereal and unpredictable.
The moment he touched the sword, the long sword wrapped in sword intent seemed to merge into the moonlight and river waves, becoming invisible.
If it were an ordinary person, he would immediately try to grab the sword and it would be like trying to catch the moon in the water, and the sword would "leak" from his hand and fall to the ground.
But the moment Chen Kuang touched the sword, the passive skill of "Sword Heart" took effect immediately.
[Sword Heart: You are born with a clear sword heart. The sword in your hand is like your heart.]
With the "Sword Heart" passive, no sword in Chen Kuang's hands can rebel.
Jiang Yunqing's sword should have been as dispersible as water and as hard to touch as fog.
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