Chapter 901 Your name is the same as that of a big shot
"My name is Yun Mengmeng." Yun Mengmeng said. She always felt that Lu Yang's reaction was a little strange after hearing her name, as if he had heard it somewhere before.
Is your real name Yun Mengmeng?
Isn’t that the pseudonym that the senior sister used when she pretended to be the leader of the Heavenly Court Sect?
Lu Yang looked at Miss Yun carefully and thought to himself that your name is quite interesting, as it coincides with the pseudonym of the senior sister.
"Do you know me?" Yun Mengmeng asked hesitantly. She always felt that the way Lu Yang looked at her up and down didn't seem like he was a good person.
"I don't know him, but I have heard of your name. It's the same name as an important person. If you use this name when you go out, it may cause some misunderstanding."
"What big shot?" Yun Mengmeng thought to herself, is her name so common? It's the same as a big shot's.
Lu Yang naturally couldn't say that your pseudonym was the same as our leader's. His current identity was a disciple of the Wendao Sect, not the young leader of the Tianting Sect.
"There should be storytellers at this time." Lu Yang mobilized his five senses, listened to the sounds around him, and found the nearby storytelling teahouse among the noisy sounds.
This street is a hotpot street, and next to it are the snack street, antique street, etc. There are many teahouses in such places.
"Come on, I'll take you to listen to the storytelling, and then you'll know."
The two of them walked around and came to a teahouse. Lu Yang ordered a pot of the best tea and a table of snacks, and invited Yun Mengmeng to listen to a storytelling.
"…In the battle at Hanshui City, the two ancient supreme beings used dreams as a path to pull millions of people in Hanshui City into a dream, and launched a battle that could be called a fight for the good fortune of heaven and earth."
“…But no one expected that someone could actually break into the dream world created by these two supreme beings. That person strolled leisurely in the dream world, completely ignoring the two supreme beings!”
"But the two supreme beings looked at that person as if they were facing a formidable enemy, with cold sweat covering their foreheads. They asked in a hoarse voice, 'Who are you?!'"
"That man only glanced at the two supreme beings, and they felt as if they had fallen into an icy cave, like barbarians peeping into the sky."
"That person introduced himself in an unchanging tone, 'The leader of the Tianting Sect, Yun Mengmeng'"
The sound of inhaling was heard one after another. It was not the first time that the tea drinkers heard this passage, but when they heard the Tianting Sect leader Yun Mengmeng appear again, they could still feel the domineering power that spanned eternity from just a few words.
"... Let's talk about the battle in the East China Sea. An immortal walked out from the gray fog. His every move showed the great power of heaven and earth. He wanted to kill the ancient ancestor of the dragon clan, one of the four heavenly emperors."
"At this moment, the leader of the Heavenly Court Cult appeared, and the first immortal war since ancient times began. The battle between the two great immortals was felt by the entire immortal cultivation world..."
"...After an unknown number of rounds of fighting, the female fairy who emerged from the gray fog was defeated. Patriarch Yun took advantage of the victory and pursued her. The two of them disappeared between heaven and earth..."
Lu Yang gave the last piece of dessert on the plate to Yun Mengmeng: "That's what happened. You have the same name as the leader of the Tianting Sect."
Yun Mengmeng was listening intently. Everyone called her Yun Mengmeng, so why was she so powerful, while she was so lame? Lu Yang sighed, "I guess when your family gave you the name, they didn't expect that you would have the same name as the ancient great man."
"Alright, alright, these are just small matters. I will follow you to the Sword Tower. When things are over, I will take you to join my good sisters."
"Good sisters?"
Lu Yang thought to himself, I knew that this young lady wouldn't be so foolish as to run away from home. She must have a place to stay.
Lu Yang saw that Yun Mengmeng had the strength of the Jindan stage and was not just a pretty face. Her talent for cultivation was still considerable.
Now that he has been promoted to the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Stage, there are very few cultivators who can hide their cultivation from his eyes, unless the other party is a cultivator in the Fusion Stage.
But who would a cultivator in the fusion stage go out without even bringing money and eat and drink for free?
"Well, my good sister is amazing, she's great at fighting, but she's very low-key, and not many people know how amazing she is. If she could give you some pointers, I guarantee you'd benefit a lot." Speaking of her good sister, Yun Mengmeng revealed a proud expression.
"Particularly good at fighting?"
"No, she is the most powerful one among us. No one can beat her."
Lu Yang didn’t take Yun Mengmeng’s words to heart. No matter how powerful your good sister is, can she be as powerful as the senior sister?
Forget about Senior Sister, it’s good enough if your good sister is better than me.
Lu Yang and Yun Mengmeng ate and drank along the way and slowly came to the Sword Tower.
"Didn't your family give you food before?" Lu Yang looked at Yun Mengmeng with strange eyes. Yun Mengmeng was holding a string of roasted sweet potato noodles, which she bought from the Come Again BBQ restaurant.
"Of course there are things to eat, and they taste good, like peaches and such, but if you eat too much you'll always feel a little sick, and the taste is also very light, not as good as here."
Lu Yang thought to himself, if you want to eat something with a strong flavor, then Shuzhou is the right place for you. If you think the flavors here are also light, then I can only ask a fairy to cook for you.
In a trance, Lu Yang saw a huge immortal sword towering into the clouds, inserted into the ground, and the hilt of the sword was hidden by the clouds, appearing and disappearing.
After a closer look, I realized that it was not a huge magic sword, but a wooden building shaped like a sword.
It is the Sword Tower.
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Many sword cultivators were heading towards the Sword Tower, and sword cultivators, who were rarely seen on ordinary days, were gathering here.
Here, Lu Yang saw a top swordsman wearing snow-white clothes and carrying a magic sword on his back, and a Buddhist disciple holding a Buddhist beads and a wisdom sword on his waist. Various transformed and incompletely transformed monsters also came here.
The sword is not a weapon exclusive to humans. Many demon races also like to use swords as weapons.
In addition to the sword cultivators from the Demon Realm, the East China Sea and the Buddhist Kingdom, Lu Yang also met cultivators from the Far North.
The Far North is freezing cold and sparsely populated. There is not even a big force like Penglai Island. The cultivators there are generally independent practitioners or rely on simple master-disciple inheritance.
Many sword practitioners like to go to the cold Far North to hone their sword skills, hoping to reach a higher level of perfection.
The sword cultivators from the Far North are naturally the strongest among sword cultivators.
Lu Yang walked around the Sword Tower for a while and soon found his destination - the Sword Shop.
All kinds of swords are hung on the walls of the sword shop, including long swords, short swords, broad swords, narrow swords... a dazzling array.
All the swords that can be hung here are top-quality swords. Even the disciples of the Sword Tower have to buy them from here.
But she is still not in Lu Yang's eyes.
“The quality is not good.”
The sword he wanted must at least be able to withstand the force of the fusion period. How could the sword hanging outside the sword shop be of such quality?
"Who said that the quality of swords in our sword shop is not good?" An unhappy voice came from inside the sword shop, and a young man lifted the curtain and walked out, holding a big iron hammer in his hand.
The young man was stunned when he saw Lu Yang.
Lu Yang also recognized the young man.
"Senior Brother Lu Yang!"
"Junior Brother Mingtai."
It was Mingtai, the true disciple of Jianlou and the supreme sword spirit of Jianlou.
(End of this chapter)