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Chapter 12 I Have a Sword, I Can Breathe the Wind

Two days later.

Jianlu, holding sword platform.

The gang wind is hunting, the clouds and mist are lingering, and the sword peaks in the distance are connected by iron cables, which is extremely dangerous.

A grey and black palace tower can be seen faintly above it, horizontal and vertical.

As the place where the disciples of Jianlu usually practice martial arts and compare swords, the holding sword platform is extremely wide.

According to legend, this place was originally a sword peak, and the first swordsman of Jianlu came here.

Feeling that his bell was smart and beautiful, he took off a section of green pine, replaced the sword with a branch, and made a casual stroke.

From the mountainside, it was flattened and named "Holding Sword Terrace".

Of course, this is a legend, how much you believe is entirely up to you.

On the sword holding platform, people dressed in different clothes gathered in twos and threes.

These people are here to participate in the sword test.

Jiangnan is among them, looking around, it is roughly estimated that there are hundreds or thousands of people.

At a glance, he did not find the man in the black robe.

He held a booklet in his hand, which he bought from a yellow-robed cultivator when he went up the mountain.

There are also many vendors setting up stalls on the mountain road that goes up to Jianlu.

But they are not traders in Silk City.

It is the cultivators and loose people of the surrounding sects.

It specializes in selling things that only repairers can use.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and naturally there are also trades.

Jiang Nan bought a booklet called "Roster of Popular Characters in the Sword Examination" for 100 taels.

It is said that the news came out of the Tianji Pavilion with hands and eyes reaching the sky, covering the list of Tianjiao who have visited Xiushui in the past month.

Including its origin, grade, record, etc.

It is worth mentioning that there is even information about Jiangnan in it.

Luodi scholar, born in Xunyang.

Once in jail, but eventually overturned.

And call out the strange warriors to suppress the eighth-rank snake demon, and even more embroidered clothes with external fingers in the court, and the strength is unpredictable.

Note: He has not shown his kendo strength, and he may not have come for a sword test.

After Jiang Nan saw it, his heart was awe-inspiring.

Although it is not a secret, but what happened in Xunyang just a month ago, the Tianji Pavilion who compiled the roster can easily find out.

It seems that this organization is indeed full of eyeliner.

The hour has come.

In the distant horizon, a few slender streamers streak across.

Taking a closer look, there are a few figures in gray robes, and the sword is coming.

These people landed on the high platform of Baojiantai and stood with their heads bowed.

One of the old men took a step forward.

Sulu and Gangyan collided lightly, making a subtle sound.

Strangely, the footsteps that should have been drowned in the noise were resounding through everyone's eardrums like a thunder ban.

Let everyone in the audience look at the old man.

He was wearing a simple Jianlu robe, which looked old but clean.

Normal body, normal face.

Only the pair of gray and cloudy eyes.

Jiang Nan just glanced at it, and there was a phantom pain in the eye that was pierced by a needle.

He doesn't know kendo, but it must be the so-called sword stance.

The old man's sharp aura only stayed for a moment. After attracting everyone's attention, he narrowed his eyes slightly, not releasing his sharpness.

"Fellow Daoists."

The old man spoke, his voice was old and not loud, but it spread through everyone's eardrums.

"The time has come, the sword test is imminent, please also sign the deed."

After all, he pointed aside.

No long opening remarks, no polite welcome speech.

Not even self-reported names.

Just like the consistent style of Jianlu, it is horizontal and vertical, clean and neat.

Everyone followed the old man's gaze, and several young men with the appearance of swordsmen brought a wooden table and a stack of rice paper.

Jiangnan has understood that the so-called contract book is something similar to life and death.

The Sword Tomb was originally the forbidden area of ​​the Sword Nest.

Even if the people in Jianlu enter, they may not be at peace.

Therefore, sword test takers need to report their name, identity, rank, and confirm their conceit of life and death before they can participate in the sword test.

But even so, those who want to participate are like crucian carp crossing the river.

For many kendo practitioners, they can live for the sword or die for the sword.

And Jianlu is the Holy Land of Kendo.

An hour later, hundreds of people from Baojiantai signed the deed and waited under the stage.

The old man stood up again, still in Gujing Wubo's tone, "If you read your name, come to the stage and demonstrate your proud swordsmanship."

"If you pass, you will be able to enter the Sword Tomb to gain enlightenment tomorrow at three o'clock noon."

"If you don't pass, please go down the mountain."

After all, he backed away.

Turning around was a young Jiansheng with a solemn face, holding a stack of deeds, and said loudly,
"Jiuxiaofeng, Lin Zhipin, eighth rank."

As soon as the words fell, a young man in white in the crowd stepped on his feet and floated onto the stage.

He cupped his hands and said, "In the lower nine peaks of the peak forest, under the tutelage of..."

Before he finished speaking, the solemn Jiansheng interrupted him, "Fellow Daoist, just make a move."

Lin Zhipin's face flushed, and he cupped his hands again, turning to face several old men.

Willing to draw a sword.

His hand was on the hilt of the sword.

But it has not been able to pull out.

After a while, sweat had soaked through his clothes.

In the end, as if in prostration, he stumbled off the stage.

At this moment, Jiang Nan heard someone muttering beside him.

"Brother, what's up with this person? Why can't he even draw his sword?"

Jiang Nan turned his head and saw that the speaker was an extremely beautiful woman in red fur, with picturesque eyebrows and a slim figure, full of agility.

This woman, he has a little impression.

That night, the woman was also in the restaurant, and it seemed that she came with her brother.

The person she called her elder brother was a man with a fluttering dress and a temperamental temperament.

I saw him slowly shaking his head: "It's just not good at learning. Before Jianlu grows old, if you don't have any work in your hand, you can't draw the sword, it's normal."

Jiang Nan was startled, and hurriedly took off the sword he had just bought in Xiushui yesterday, and threw away the scabbard.

While speaking, Jiansheng on the stage continued to call his name.

"Chen Jinsheng..."

"Huang Guyue..."

"Yang Chen..."

Less than a stick of incense, more than ten people came to the stage.

Ninety percent of them left the stage without drawing their swords.

This made Jiangnan sigh, this sword test is really outrageous.

"Li Shan, Chu Yuan'er, eighth rank."

When the words fell, the agile red-furred woman who had just spoken just walked up to the stage with her sword in hand.

Jiang Nan's heart moved, Chu Yuan'er!
This name is on the Tianjiao roster. According to its records, it is a natural sword heart, born with a sword, a proper kendo Tianjiao.

As soon as Chu Yuan'er came to power, there was an uproar below.

Lishan, the most famous sect of Taoism in Daxia.

Chu Yuan'er, only sixteen years old, the leader of Li Shan's younger generation, the son of Li Shan's second elder.

With a bright sword heart, it is said that when he was born, his sword qi surged into the sky and lingered for a long time.

Especially looking good.

Jiangnan has heard someone muttering from below.

Said that if someone married this girl, they would be able to eat countless precious sword tricks for the rest of their lives.
I saw it walk up the high platform and face the elder Jianlu.

Without much to say, Chu Yuan drew out her sword.

No block.

In an instant, everyone only felt that there was nothing in the world, only a sword.

The elder Jianlu, who was like a pool of stagnant water, also showed interest.

The blade danced, and the sword flower suddenly appeared.

The wind picked up, and a damp water vapor was blowing in the face.

Clearly it was cold and dry weather.

Everyone felt that the sword was dancing like a storm in midsummer.

Incessantly!

After a while, Chu Yuan collected her sword and saluted.

Elder Jianlu asked slowly, "What is the name of this sword?"

Chu Yuan smiled and said, "Elder, this sword move was created by me in the midsummer June of this year, and it is called Lishan Wind and Rain."

"good."

Elder Jianlu remained expressionless, but being able to say a good word was a great recognition.

After Chu Yuan stepped down, Jiansheng continued to shout.

After dozens of people, it was finally Jiangnan's turn.

"Externally embroidered clothes, Jiangnan, Jiupin, please come to the stage!"

In an instant, everyone's eyes came over.

Without him, the name of the embroidered clothes is too loud.

What's more, this outer finger embroidered clothes is of the ninth grade.

Jianlu sword test, although the rank limit is only below the sixth rank.

But they are generally cultivators of the seventh and eighth rank, and only then have the courage to participate.
Ninth grade, extremely rare.

In the last sword test, there was only one person who passed the sword test with a ninth-rank cultivation.

Jiangnan raised his sword and came to power.

Elder Jianlu frowned: "Where's your scabbard?"

Jiangnan bowed his hands, "The sword is a killing soldier, why should it be sheathed?"

Do I have to tell you that I threw the scabbard away because I was afraid I couldn't pull it out?
The elder narrowed his eyes and said no more.

Jiangnan stood still and raised his sword.

Everyone below was in an uproar.

Without him, they are all proficient in swordsmanship, and it is natural to see that.

The gesture and posture of the outer finger embroidered clothes and holding the sword are all flawed!
Pure layman!

Jiang Nan didn't care, and said, "I have a sword that can blow the wind."

In an instant, the clouds surged!



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