"The Heaven Sword Moves value speed above all else, and only speed can be defeated!"
In front of the clear water pond, the white-robed swordsman bowed and laughed loudly:
"It is a pleasure for Mu Congyu, a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, to discuss swordplay with you all!"
“So you’re a top disciple of Jian Ge! No wonder you walk like a dragon and a tiger, with such an extraordinary temperament! I’m a casual cultivator Lin Dong, I hope Brother Mu will show some mercy later!”
"Hahahaha! Sure thing!"
Similar conversations can be heard everywhere in front of Qingshuitan.
Half a month ago, this Qingshui Pond was just a deserted place.
But suddenly one day, a sword energy burst out from the Qingshui Pond, dispersing all the clouds within a hundred miles radius.
As soon as the sky and earth became clear, two sword-like light curtains, one black and one white, could be seen from a great distance away.
Although this place is close to the mortal world, it still attracted a large number of cultivators to come and comprehend the sword energy in a short period of time.
What's more, some people want to dive into the pool to see if there is any peerless sword. Unfortunately, the moment they step out of the water, they will be transported to the shore by an invisible force.
This girl was born to be a lowly person.
The more mysterious the Qingshuitan is, the more curious the monks and mortals who come here to admire it become.
They have to go to the lake to see what is there to satisfy their appetite. Some people have spotted business opportunities and even opened businesses by the lake.
"Is this Mu Congyu really a disciple of the Sword Pavilion? Do you think he has comprehended the sword intent or stepped into the Qingshui Pond?"
"If he is really a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, he might really comprehend the sword intent, but Mu Congyu doesn't look like that."
"Why do you say that?" The owner of the teahouse stood by the teahouse and drank some tea. He pointed at the white-clothed swordsman standing on a small boat in the clear water pond and said, "This Mu Congyu, whether in temperament or the sword spirit in his body, is obviously the style of a disciple of the Sword Pavilion. Look, he has the jade token of the Sword Pavilion on his waist! If he is not a disciple of the Sword Pavilion... then you are?"
Chen Huaian, who was disguised as an ordinary monk, looked at the owner of the opening market in silence.
Why do you say that?
Because he is the ancestor of Jiange.
Doesn't he know whether there is a creature called Mu Congyu in Jiange?
And the jade token of Jiange...it doesn't look like this at all, it looks fake at first glance.
"Open, open, open. Do you think Mu Congyu can comprehend the sword intent? Can he reach the clear water pond within three days?"
As soon as the gongs and drums sounded, the monks who were watching the fun all came to pay attention.
These devoted monks have basically given up comprehending the sword intent or entered the Qingshui Pond.
They were the first group to come here and had tried countless times.
If you can't eat the good things yourself, you want to see how others can't eat them.
If someone else eats it, can't you take it out of that person's mouth?
Killing for treasures is a common occurrence in the cruelly competitive Cang Yun Realm, especially in the world of independent cultivators.
No matter what sect you belong to.
Unless you are traveling with the entire sect in the Cang Yun Realm, you will be killed.
Chen Huaian did not join in the fun. These independent cultivators did not have many spirit stones and there was no profit at all. His main attention was still focused in front of the clear water pond, but he did not rush out.
There is no other reason.
There was no other cultivator in the Dongxu realm among the group.
And he hasn't figured out what's going on with the sword spirit in the clear water pond.
The result could not be deduced using the Tianji deduction method, and the customer service told him to abide by the rules.
While he was thinking, the sword cultivator named Mu Congyu came to the middle of the clear water pond on a small boat.
He bowed three times to the sword power at the top of the pond and said loudly: "Disciple Mu Congyu, I have come to learn from you, Master's sword power!"
As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of noise from the crowd, such as "It's begun" and "Just wait and see the show".
The water in the clear water pond was shaking and boiling, with Yin and Yang energies rising from it. Gradually, even the water was stained with black and white. Finally, the entire circular pond looked like a huge Yin and Yang fish Tai Chi diagram when viewed from the sky.
The two sword intentions that were originally fighting together gradually separated.
The yang sword hangs in the air, and the yin fish's eyeballs are in the air. The yin sword hangs in the air, and the yang fish's eyeballs are in the air.
Mu Congyu was standing at the center of the straight line connecting the two fish eyes. The face of this light sword cultivator was pale, and his legs were shaking with fear at the sight before him.
"Please don't play tricks on me, seniors. Show up and teach me!"
Mu Congyu stretched his neck to give himself courage, looked around but saw no movement, and was beginning to panic.
choke--!
A sound of sword was heard from the pond.
As the sound of swords faded, the sword intent in the Yin Yang Fish's eyes retracted, and finally condensed into the shadows of two swordsmen.
The shadow of Yang Jian slung the sword on his waist, with his right finger against the sword guard, and the sword was three inches out of the sheath.
After the Yin Sword Shadow Sword was hidden, he grasped the hilt, with a half-inch of cold light hidden between his sleeves.
Looking at the two sword intentions, Mu Congyu's eyes were filled with confusion.
Chen Huaian couldn't help but shake his head when he saw this dumbfounded boy.
This kid has good talent, but unfortunately his character and understanding are still a little lacking.
Need I say what to do next when two swordsmen appear? Of course it’s one!
Just when Chen Huaian was thinking this and feeling disdainful.
A vast sound burst out from the lake.
[The trial begins, please listen to the questions!] 】
Chen Huaian slowly typed a question mark.
Damn it, with such a big fuss, is this not a fight of arms but a fight of words?
Is there some serious illness happening to this sword spirit?
Mu Congyu on the small boat was obviously relieved.
His strength is average, but he is in the middle stage of foundation building. If he really fights against these two swordsman shadows, won't he have any chance at all?
But if the other party asks a question, then the opportunity comes!
[Please listen to the question!] When you are using the toilet, you are suddenly stabbed by a gangster who breaks in. At this time, will you continue to take a shit or chase the gangster first? 】
As soon as this question was asked, all the monks in the room fell silent for a moment.
Mu Congyu, who had been confident about the questions asked by Pianzhou, was stunned for a moment.
"Absolutely! Absolutely!" After a while, the boss next to Chen Huaian slapped his thigh and was speechless: "Sword Soul's questions are still so tricky!"
Chen Huaian was silent for a full half minute, and a perfect answer came into his mind.
I just don’t know how this little brother Mu Congyu will answer.
"Dou...Dou..." He hesitated for a long time, as if thinking about the scene, and finally gritted his teeth: "As a sword cultivator, it is most important to keep a clear mind at all times, so I will choose to cover my wound and finish my shit, and then find the thief to settle the score!"
Chen Huaian covered his eyes.
Finished, this answer is too low.
Sure enough, after a moment of silence in the clear water pond, a voice sounded and sentenced Mu Congyu to death.
[Unqualified!] 】
Please listen to this question! 】
As soon as he finished speaking, the shadows of the Yin-Yang Sword Cultivator merged into one and melted into the water.
The flying sword in the dusk rain fell into the pond due to an inexplicable attraction.
Then, a swordsman's shadow made of water appeared in front of him and said with a smile: "Young Master, you are the peerless sword spirit. Was the sword you dropped into the water just now this ordinary flying sword, or this top-grade magic weapon flying sword, or... this spiritual weapon flying sword?"
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