Not climbing the Qingyun Ladder

After pulling out the sword, Hua Xiangrong left the small space of the Sword Tomb.When she was about to leave, for some reason, she felt that there seemed to be something else in the tomb.

Maybe it was her illusion.Hua Xiangrong thought to herself.

Standing on the large bluestone platform at the top of Wanjian Peak, the people around him were silent.After a while, the older monk from before walked up to her and said, "Girl, can I see your sword?"

Hua Xiangrong nodded: "Of course."

With a thought in her mind, "Fan Iron" appeared in her hand.

The monks present looked at the simple and crude sword in her hand and looked at each other.

Is this really pulled out of the Sword Tomb?It's not as good as the swords they usually use.

"I wonder what the name of this sword is?" the monk asked.

"This sword is called Fantie." Hua Xiangrong replied.

The name matches its appearance quite well.Most of the monks said in their hearts.

The monk who asked her question looked intently at the sword in Hua Xiangrong's hand, unable to hide the envy in his eyes.He sighed: "I really want to know what the sword burial mound looks like, and I really want to have a sword of my own."

"Big...brother, don't be discouraged. As long as you persist, you will succeed one day." Luo Jiuyu said from the side.

She said it very seriously, and it was not the same tone as when people used to deal with him.

But the monk in gray clothes with a haggard face waved his hand: "That's all, that's all. There are times in your life that you must have, but there are no times in your life. Don't force it. After so many years, it's time to let it go."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked down the mountain step by step, his back looking very desolate.

In general, there is no fairness in the world.Not to mention a monk, let alone a mortal?
"Well, speaking of it, he is also a poor man with a miserable life." Someone said.

"Brother, I would like to hear the details."

"The reason why he is so persistent in learning swordsmanship is because he can't get over a hurdle in his heart."

"Forty years ago, he had a wife. The couple lived a harmonious and beautiful life. Suddenly one day, someone from the cultivation sect came to his door and said that his wife was a demon cultivator and wanted to be taken back to the sect for interrogation. "

"Of course he was unwilling and did not believe that his wife was a demonic cultivator. But how could they be the opponents of the Immortal Sect disciples when they were so weak. In the end, his wife was taken away."

"He always felt that it was because of his weakness that he failed to protect his wife, and he vowed to practice Taoism from then on. A man who obviously had no talent, but relied on perseverance to complete the process of guiding spirits and refining qi, but he got stuck in the step of finding the Tao."

"Forty years is nothing to a monk, but to a mortal, it is half a lifetime."

The man finally sighed.

"Is her wife really a demon cultivator?" Luo Jiuyu asked.

"Who knows? The big shot in the Immortal Sect said it is, so that's it. We people can't tell the difference anyway." The swordsman who told the story of the monk in gray shook his head and said.

"Since there is no evidence, why are we arresting people randomly?" Luo Jiuyu said angrily.

"Girl, you have to keep your voice down. She is a great immortal sect, and we, the little monks, cannot offend her." The man quickly advised her.

Hua Xiangrong looked up and saw several monks around her looking at Luo Jiuyu with unkind expressions, as if she had said something wrong.

"This girl is wrong to say that. If his wife is really a demon cultivator, who will be responsible if something goes wrong?"

"Yes, the demon cultivator is insidious and cunning, and there's no way he's been deceived."

"You..." Luo Jiuyu was about to say more, but was stopped by Hua Xiangrong.

"What you two said makes sense. It was my sister who was reckless just now. I just don't know which immortal sect is it that hates evil so much and thinks of the world of cultivation wholeheartedly?" Hua Xiangrong asked with a smile.

Her words sounded completely yin and yang to Luo Jiuyu's ears, but those two people didn't think so.

One of them looked at Hua Xiangrong a few more times, and there was a look of approval in his eyes: "You are a woman who is not only talented, but can also speak. If you join an immortal sect in the future, you will definitely have a bright future."

Hua Xiangrong was noncommittal about his words: "You haven't answered my question yet."

"It's Canglan Sect." He replied with a respectful tone.

"It turns out to be Canglan Sect, so it's not surprising. Thank you for informing me." Hua Xiangrong still kept smiling, then turned around and left with Luo Jiuyu.

The swordsman who told the story before looked at the two of them, rubbed his chin, and said with a low smile: "Interesting."

Then he also left Wanjianfeng.

The gray-clothed monk walked down Wanjian Peak, looking around and not knowing where to go.He randomly found a road and walked aimlessly, thinking about where he went.

"Brother, I see that you look haggard and sad. Is there anything that goes wrong with you?" A soft and slightly charming woman's voice asked.

He raised his head and saw a woman in red, holding a feather fan in her hand and smiling at her. "Who are you?" he asked.

"My name is Yun Ji." The woman's tone was still very soft.

"You can talk about the troubles you are encountering, and maybe I can help you." She added.

The gray-clothed monk involuntarily clenched his fist and said he had let it go, but how could it be so easy to let it go after so many years?

He always remembered that the man who took away his wife with a dignified and cold expression that day was wearing the same clothes as the handsome and energetic young man who came to the sword burial mound to look for the sword.

Others said that the young man's name was Shen Zijin, and he was a close disciple of the Canglan Sect's leader. He was already ranked fifth among the young talents of the cultivation world at a young age, and his future was boundless.

"I..." He opened his mouth to speak, but didn't know where to start.

"It doesn't matter, think about it slowly, I'm listening." Yun Ji said to him softly.

Hua Xiangrong and Luo Jiuyu came down from Wanjian Peak and saw Li Huai, Changsun Xiao and his wife, as well as Li Mu, Li Lin, and an unknown woman.

"Miss Jiuyu, Miss Xiangrong, let me introduce to you. This is my sister, Murong Qi." Li Lin said.

"Miss Murong, I have long admired your name." Hua Xiangrong nodded to Murong Qi.

"Alin said you are very powerful." Murong Qi's voice was still clear and moving.

"That's Miss Li's overestimation." Hua Xiangrong replied.

"It's not an exaggeration, Xiangrong is indeed very powerful." Luo Jiuyu said immediately from the side.

"I see, with her here, your list of heroes may have to be rearranged." Luo Jiuyu continued in an almost arrogant tone.

She was such a smart person, she could see the burning fighting spirit in Murong Qi's eyes when he looked at Hua Xiangrong at a glance.Even if she didn't tell him, Murong Qi would still ask Hua Xiangrong for a fight.

A smile appeared on Murong Qi's face, and his fingers had already grasped the scabbard.

"Miss Xiangrong, could you please give me some advice?"

Hua Xiangrong thought for a while and said to Murong Qi: "Of course it is possible. It's just that I just drew the sword and am still a little tired. Miss Murong, please let me rest for a while before fighting."

Luo Jiuyu could see it, and of course she could also see the fighting spirit in Murong Qi's eyes.The way of sharp swordsmanship is like this. All the hardships they encounter on the way to practice, whether they are people or things, are the whetstones for them to sharpen themselves.

If you get over it, you will go to the next level; if you can't get over it, you will start all over again.Li Feng Kendo is one of the representatives who insists on forcing himself to do it. He is stronger and will never give up when faced with a strong force.The edge of the sword will only move forward until the sword breaks and the person dies.

Feeling Murong Qi's sharp aura and eager sword, Hua Xiangrong felt that her blood was burning.

Who told her to be a sword cultivator?If Murong Qi wants to fight her, then fight.

She has her own sword and has the foundation to establish herself.

Sitting next to the tea stall under Wanjian Peak, Hua Xiangrong picked up a cup of tea and drank it in one gulp.

Of course, this tea is not as good as Chu Mansion's "Yukong Meng". The tea leaves have a bitter taste and the tea soup is not that bright.When Hua Xiangrong drank it, she felt it was very bitter at first, but after she tasted it, she felt a refreshing coolness.

It seems that crude tea also has a different taste.

After slowly adjusting her breath, Hua Xiangrong could feel that her Shangqing Kong Ming Jue was moving towards the fifth level.

If the skills a monk practices can be consistent with the Tao he pursues, then the speed of the monk's practice will be accelerated.

For example, Feng Yuqing's Supreme Swordsmanship and Shangqing Kongming Jue are very compatible.I wonder how the Shangqing Kongming Jue fits in with this mortal swordsmanship?I'll give it a try later.

After resting, Hua Xiangrong stood up from her seat and looked at Murong Qi.

"Miss Murong, it's okay." She said to Murong Qi.

"You are a cheerful person." There was admiration in Murong Qi's eyes. Hua Xiangrong's character suited her very well.

Looking at her, Hua Xiangrong couldn't help but think of Ling Qian.

Ling Qian was even more proud and sharp than Murong Qi, and just like her, she held the Blazing Sun Whip in her hand and said to Feng Yuqing, "Are you Feng Yuqing? They say you are the most powerful swordsman in the world."

Feng Yuqing was also arrogant at that time, so she took this name for granted.Then the two people had a fight. After that, they never knew each other without fighting. They became close friends and formed a golden orchid bond.

I wonder how Lingqian is doing now?

She still couldn't relax. She had to go faster and become stronger so that she could figure out Lingqian's situation earlier.

It feels like I'm on the road to making some "fairy" villains out of nowhere.Well, of course Ying Lingzhong is not a good person, anyway, let’s continue reading.