The blood of the perfect world spreads all over the sky

Chapter 250 Immortal Sword 'Unstained'

Several people climbed the mountain step by step, and suddenly a sword mountain appeared in front of their eyes.

The whole mountain is covered with long swords!

This is a real sword mountain.

Even though Shi Lei was used to seeing big scenes in his previous life, he was particularly shocked at this moment.

"This... is too... spectacular!" Shi Lei exclaimed.

Wen Hujiu was not surprised and smiled and explained: "Most of these swords were left by the swordsmen who came to Mingjian Mountain. A big event happened sixty years ago, and a swordsman also appeared in Mingjian Mountain Villa. Immortal, his name is Wei Changshu, he is invincible in the world, so swordsmen often come to challenge him. Wei Changshu is different from other swordsmen. Other swordsmen hide their swords and do not expose them. He will respond to whoever comes. But there is a rule, if you lose, you must He left his sword behind, and in more than ten years, the challenger's sword was inserted into less than half of the mountain. This challenge lasted until Wei Changshu died, and Wei Changshu died under the cold and warm swords of the Kunlun Sword Immortal. This incident Later, in order to commemorate this peerless swordsman, swordsmen often traveled thousands of miles just to stick a sword on this mountain. You can treat this mountain as a tomb and these swords as a stick of incense. .”

Shi Lei nodded and did not ask further questions. He was not interested in these things. He was not a gangster, he was a beauty lover. He preferred famous beauties to famous swordsmen.

Baili Dongjun is different. He is now extremely interested in Jianghu affairs and asked: "Interesting and interesting, but who is the Kunlun Sword Immortal?"

Wen Hujiu shook his head and said: "The story of Sword Immortal is quite long. Things in the world are always connected to each other, and one person is related to another. If you really want to talk about it, for three days and three nights, I can only Let’s talk about Jianghu. If you are interested in Jianghu, don’t rush to know everything at once. There are too many legends and you can learn about them slowly..."

The few of them were walking and watching, while Baili Dongjun and Wen Hujiu were drinking the good wine they bought from the mountains.

"Sword wine, what is sword wine? Is it wine brewed with swords?" Baili Dongjun asked curiously.

Wen Hujiu was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and asked, "Am I scary?"

"Poison Immortal is too unpleasant to hear. I like a saying that says, 'My destiny is up to me, not God. Kill the Bodhisattva first and then the Immortal.' Both Bodhisattva and Immortal can express power, so I like to call myself Poison Bodhisattva, because I am poisonous all over the world." , but he also has the heart of a Bodhisattva." Wen Hujiu turned around and greeted the swordsmen who were talking about him with a kind face: "Nice to meet you all."

Baili Dongjun asked doubtfully: "Then why didn't you earn the title of Poison Immortal?"

"Don't you know? He was a famous 'Poison Swordsman' a few years ago."

Being greeted by the most powerful poison master of the Wen family today, why don't you run faster and wait for death?

"Haha..." Baili Dongjun laughed wildly.

"There will be sword-testing wine later, enough for you to drink." Wen Kejiu burped.

Then there was a flurry of excitement, and in the blink of an eye, everyone ran away.

Shi Lei and Yue Yao have no intention of drinking. Shi Lei can drink, but it depends on the nature and location. He can drink when making new friends, but he doesn't drink when he can't. This is a habit he developed in his previous life.

"Mr. Wen is not scary, but Mr. Wen's poison is a bit scary." Jian Shi explained with a smile.

quiet……

Shi Lei glanced at Yueyao with a profound look in his eyes, as if to say, "Look at the power of this warm pot of wine. You guys are lucky to have met me. You are very lucky." '

Half an hour later, the four of them walked into the villa. The huge courtyard was already filled with various wine tables. The swordsmen were holding wine glasses and chatting happily. In the middle of the wine table, there was a round table, and the top of the round table was empty. , but all four of them knew that soon a good sword would appear above for the swordsmen to admire and obtain.

Some people took a few steps forward, then inserted their swords into the soil and knelt down devoutly. Looking at the torn parts of their clothes, it seemed that they had knelt all the way up the mountain.

"There's no one here? Are we at the table alone?" Wen Hujiu asked doubtfully.

There were also some people who jumped up from the roadside and stuck their swords on the mountain. Some of the swords were extremely sharp and extraordinary at first glance.

Wen Kejiu shook his robe, smiled with satisfaction, and said: "Haha, take me for example, I am also one of those legends."

"Let's see if I don't give them a bloody claw!" Wen Kejiu angrily chased up the mountain.

The other five tables were all crowded, and they felt like they were about to bump into each other, but no one had the idea of ​​table six.

There are six tables, and the other five tables are all full of people, and they are all large tables, but only the sixth table is also a large table of the same size, with a name tag written on the table: Wen Family, Warm Pot Wine.

However, there is no one...

The four of them followed the sword server and walked forward. The sword server pointed to a table and said, "This is the seat prepared for Mr. Wen. Please sit here, four of you."

"Let's go." Wen Hu Jiu shrugged and said proudly: "Xiao Dongjun, look, this is the power of legends in the world. In just a few steps from the bottom of the mountain to the top, the seats have been prepared for me. ”

After attracting the attention of the four people, the swordsman waved his hand and said: "Mr. Wen, come this way, I will take you to your seat."

"The sword trial meeting has already begun." The sword attendant smiled and responded.

"Each table is filled with nine jars of sword wine. If that's not enough, just call me and I'll let you serve the wine." The sword waiter replied.

"If you dare to write 'poison you to death' behind your back, you must be the warm-pot wine person who poisoned an entire city by himself."

Suddenly there was a sound of piano, the sound was gentle, melodious, long and moving.

"The wine on Jianshan Mountain is not bad." Baili Dongjun shook the empty gourd in his hand. Fortunately, there were two more wine bottles hanging on his waist. He reached out to get them.

Yue Yao glanced at Shi Lei coldly, followed him without saying a word.

"But why did he come to Mingjian Villa?"

A few people went up the mountain on the mountain road, but some people went up the mountain on the long swords inserted in the mountain.

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"Mr. Wen, please don't worry. The drinks and meals will be served according to the table specifications. You four can have a great time." The sword servant said respectfully.

"I heard that he will be the next generation head of the Wen family."

"Mr. Wen." A swordsman stepped forward and called softly.

"The meaning of sword wine is that the entrance is cold and sharp, just like a sword, so it is called sword wine. The taste is not inferior to the ones you brew, but the taste is much more ferocious. No, now sword wine is not as good as Your wine is strong, but you should drink less." Wenhujiu liked Baili Dongjun's wine, but Jianjiu also liked it.

Baili Dongjun didn't care, and greeted him: "Sit, sit, sit, I'm used to this all the way. Uncle, let's sit here. This little brother, do you have enough wine stewards?" Baili Dongjun asked road.

Suddenly an exclamation rang out: "Look at that man, the robe on his back says 'poison you to death'! Could it be the Wen Family Warm Pot Bar!"

"How long will it take for the Sword Trial Conference?" Baili Dongjun took a drink and asked looking down.

Everyone looked over and saw a beautiful woman in white playing the piano.

Baili Dongjun couldn't help but admired: "What a beautiful piano sound."

Wen Hujiu took a sip of wine and looked over: "This is the national player, must it be Luo Yanlu."

"Yes, this time, Mingjian Villa specially invited her from Tianqi City to play music for this sword test competition. The current song is the mountain song that shocked the world by Mr. Luo back then."

"Although Luo Yanlu is a woman, she can be called a national player, so everyone calls her Mr. Luo."

"This Luo Qin master has some connection with you and Shi Lei. You have already met her brother, who is Qingya Master Luo Xuan. They are from the Luo style, known as the romantic sect of Tianqi. Luo Xuan's flute music matches her beautifully. The sound of the piano is an excellent combination." Wen Hujiu explained.

Hearing this, Baili Dongjun also looked at the woman playing the piano a few more times.

People in the world always say that they were drunk for the sound of Luo Yanlu's piano, but maybe they were already drunk after seeing his appearance.

The song ends.

Dozens of long swords were stuck on the ground, and the hilts trembled slightly. The other women all backed away. Luo Yanlu was still stroking the long harp gently, but the sound of the harp slowly slowed down and seemed to be absent. A maid said loudly: "The Sword of the Mountain has been revealed to you, please take the sword!"

The Jianghu guests did not move, and everyone's eyes first moved to the six tables.

Serve two of the tables, to be exact.

The city where the two tables of people were located was called Wushuang City. In order to express the status of Wushuang City as a martial city, Jianghu people added two words and called it Tianxia Wushuang City.

They had once taken away all the swords in the sword trial meeting. Will they still be so domineering and unreasonable this time?

A rather fairy-like old man in Wushuang City stood up and said loudly: "Don't worry, everyone, Wushuang City comes here just to ask for a sword."

So many people come, just asking for a sword?

How important is this person in Wushuang City?

Everyone looked at the young man in the middle of Wushuang City.

Wen Hujiu looked at the old man carefully and murmured: "This is Mr. Chengyu, one of the nine elders of Wushuang City. Who is coming from Wushuang City this time?" He carefully looked at the two tables in Wushuang City. Finally, his eyes focused on the tall and lanky young man next to Cheng Yu. "This young man is a sword embryo." Wen Hujiu introduced him as he raised his head and took a sip of wine.

"What is a sword embryo?" Shi Lei asked curiously.

Even though he is very good at using the Five Elements Thunder Sword, he actually doesn’t know much about swords. His Five Elements Thunder Technique can be used with a sword or a knife. However, both Qin Shi and Young Man Ge Xing are popular swordsmen. He Just use a sword.

In fact, even if he doesn't use weapons, he can still exert the strength of Xiaoyao Tianjing.

People like him are destined not to become sword immortals.

Wen Hujiu explained: "It is a genius who is born to practice swordsmanship. It is common for some people to practice a set of swordsmanship more than ten times. The sword embryo only needs to be seen once."

"I see, I probably understand." Shi Lei nodded, just like some gods in the world of immortality.

Many people jumped to the high platform and rushed towards their favorite sword.

On the high platform, there was a sudden flash of swords and shadows, but they were all pointed, but it was really beautiful to see.

The chaotic fight finally lasted for less than half an hour, and finally thirty famous mountain swords all had their own masters. There were men and women, old and young. They were all panting from exhaustion, and their clothes were all tattered and broken, but none of them could. Not with joy on his face.

How can you not be happy if you can get a good sword?

Some of the swordsmen who were knocked off the stage had regrets on their faces, and some were so upset that they just picked up their swords and left the mountain.

There was also a chubby child who looked less than ten years old. He persisted on the stage for a long time, but in the end he was knocked down by a young woman. The child couldn't hold it back and burst into tears on the spot.

A young man in Taoist robes next to him touched the child's head and comforted him: "Don't be sad, don't be sad. At worst, we can just come back in three years."

"I don't care, I don't care, I just want that sword." The boy cried.

The young woman got the sword and came down the stage to see the child crying. She seemed a little bit unbearable and gritted her teeth. The woman handed the sword to the child.

The kid didn't answer.

The man in Taoist robes raised his head to face the woman, smiled, showing his white teeth, and comforted: "Girl, don't worry, this boy has been favored by the family since he was a child, and now he has been frustrated for the first time, which is considered a good thing."

The woman nodded, put away her sword, and left.

"Wait a minute, I have another question." The man in Taoist robe suddenly stopped the woman.

The woman frowned slightly, confused: "Huh?"

"I wonder if you can get married, miss?" The man in Taoist robes had clear eyes, as if he was asking a normal question.

Baili Dongjun almost choked, while Wen Hujiu laughed loudly: "Hahaha... This is the style of a swordsman."

The girl who got the sword was stunned for a moment, then rolled her eyes and turned away.

Then the sound of the piano suddenly sounded again. This time the sound of the piano was more exciting and magnificent than the previous melodious ones. Listening to the sound of the piano and closing your eyes, you seemed to be able to see the vastness of the sea.

At the end of the song, ten Canghai Swords were swept out. A total of ten women in white took the swords and danced on the stage. Finally, they slightly inserted the sword heads into the high platform, and then jumped out.

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The old owner of Mingjian Villa introduced: "This is Wei Changfeng, the son of a dog. Everyone knows that I, Wei Tinglu, came to the master of Mingjian Villa at the age of 19. That year, I forged three Yunpin swords at the same time and won the entire The limelight of the sword test meeting. My father appointed me as the owner of the village, and no one dared to say a word. But today, Quanzi is nineteen years old, and he can become the owner of the village at the age of nineteen. "

The old owner of Weiting Road paused for a moment, then shouted loudly: "It's just because he made the legendary Immortal Palace Sword!"

"Where is the Sword of Immortal Palace?" Someone in the audience immediately asked.

"The sword of the Immortal Palace naturally flies from the sky." Wei Changfeng roared loudly: "Please ask the Immortal to give you the sword."

The roar rises!

A sword actually flew from the sky, cut through the clouds and entered the village. There was a lotus pond next to the high platform, and the lotus flowers bloomed under the influence of the sword from the Immortal Palace.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene. If there is such a miracle, it must be the sword of the Immortal Palace. Otherwise, how could such a miracle happen?

Wei Changfeng on the stage caught the long sword and waved it gently, and everyone finally saw the appearance of the sword clearly.

There is an unusually beautiful lotus embroidered on the hilt of the sword, but the sword body is bronze. There seems to be a light layer of water mist covering the sword body, which adds a bit of agility to the ancient meaning. Because the bronze color looks old and boring, it really has the ethereal meaning of the sword of the fairy palace.

Wei Changfeng smiled and explained: "This sword was made by me from the iron essence of the Five Mountains and the gold and silver of Liuhe. When it was cast, I climbed the Wanzhang Lotus Mountain with the sword and inserted the sword into the Tianlian Pond on the top of the mountain. I bathed in the aura of the mountain for three years. During these three years, I lit a fire and made the lotus pond undefeated for three years. Finally, I obtained the sword of the fairy palace. This sword can kill people without being stained with blood, and can enter the mud and remain white. , so I named this sword Immortal Dust."

At this point, he raised his voice and shouted: "I hope that some peerless master will take this sword and give it as a gift. Famous Sword Villa will not take a single silver. I only ask that these peerless masters ask the world of swordsmanship and let this sword become the famous sword." Spectrum!"

Peerless Young Master, everyone immediately thought of the Eighth Young Master of Beili?

At least these eight people can definitely afford it.

Shi Lei's eyes narrowed. After waiting for a long time, he finally got the long sword he wanted. He put down Yue Yao's soft little hand and said softly: "Madam, wait a moment. I'll be back soon."

Yueyao trembled and finally did not speak. She just sat quietly. But in the eyes of outsiders, Yueyao looked at Shi Lei's leaving back with affection.

Wen Kejiu shuddered and felt a little uncomfortable. He was such a big man, and he had never held a woman's soft little hand.

At the same time, a voice came out.

"I never use a sword because our ancestors in Leijiabao forbade the use of swords. But I have a friend who claims to be a flute and sword master and has always wanted a good sword. I also have another friend who never gets out of his way in a fight. Sedan, his weapon is an inconspicuous gold belt. What if he comes out for a fight and is disheveled after the battle? So he also lacks a sword. I also have a friend who uses a extremely powerful sword. Okay, it's a pity that Mr. Wei, your sword is yellow, not black. Everyone in the world loves white, but he only likes black. He doesn't use swords that are not black." Mr. Zhuo Mo, who was dressed in black, was talking, As he slowly walked into the courtyard, as he rambled on, the young master Liu Yue sitting in the sedan chair, the young master Qingge holding a jade flute, the young master Mo Chen who was all dressed in black, and the eighth young master from Beili. When four came, Lei Mengsha sighed and continued: "There is another friend. He already has a good sword, so I didn't inform him. His name is Gu Jianmen, and he is known as Young Master Lingyun."

The four young masters appeared, and the whole place was in an uproar.

"There's so much nonsense. In the end, my subordinates will show their true skills?" Shi Lei jumped directly onto the high platform and looked at Master Zhuo Mo Lei Mengsha.

Everyone in the field heard this and was in an uproar again. Lei Mengsha turned his head and said, "Hoho? Someone actually wants to fight for the sword with us? Ha! Why is it you?"

Shi Lei directly took out his fine steel sword that was used to decorate the facade and said with a smile: "Come on, let's try the sword!"

Young Master Zhuo Mo was a little dissatisfied. Shi Lei was trying to tear him down, but after thinking about it, he didn't speak. It was better to give the famous sword of Immortal Palace to Shi Lei alone than to others, so he didn't say anything. He took a few of his friends to stand aside.

But the young man in Wushuang City stood up and said to the old man beside him: "When I grow up, I am a swordsman. I don't seek famous swords, but I seek someone who can master the sword. Today I am here, if I just hold a sword It would be a real regret to go back." After saying that, he could not reply. He jumped up, pulled out the sword from his waist, and stood on the opposite side of Shi Lei. His sword is very special, with a slight curve at the tip.

"I am Wushuang City, Song Yanhui, here to ask for a sword." Song Yanhui first saluted Wei Tinglu and Wei Changfeng, then turned around and said to Shi Lei: "It is a great honor to be able to fight against the new swordsman. It’s coming.”

Shi Lei also bowed to Wei Tinglu and Wei Changfeng, and said in a loud voice: "I am Shi Lei, the Five Elements Thunder Sword, here to see you."

After the two saluted, they started talking directly without any further words.

Shi Lei had activated the power of heaven and earth from the beginning, but all the thunder and lightning from heaven and earth were gathered high in the sky by him and never fell.

He just used ordinary swordsmanship to fight Song Yanhui. To be honest, Song Yanhui was a good person, but he was crippled by Wushuang City.

At this time, the two of them were fighting purely with swordsmanship, and Shi Lei was actually the better one.

This is normal. Shi Lei practiced the thunder method in the perfect world. He also practiced the thunder method in Bad Ren, Qin Shi, and Ge Xing. His attainments in the thunder method are not comparable to those of ordinary people.

Using a sword to perform the lightning technique that he is good at is even more familiar.

And this Song Yanhui has only been practicing swordplay for twenty years. How could he be his opponent?

Song Yanhui looked at Shi Lei in surprise. This Shi Lei was unknown, but he didn't expect that he was so good at swordsmanship that he could use a fast sword. It was obviously a basic sword move, but it was really very fast, which made him fall behind.

But on the contrary, he was very happy. This was the kind of opponent he needed. Only an opponent like Shi Lei could make his swordsmanship go further.

But Song Yanhui was happy, but the elder of Wushuang City in the audience looked gloomy. Song Yanhui ignored the thunderclouds high in the sky, but he, a bystander, did not.

Seeing that thundercloud getting bigger and bigger, while Song Yanhui was obsessed with competing with ordinary swordsmanship, he became a little anxious.

A quarter of an hour later, the shadow of the thundercloud had covered the entire high platform. Everyone in the audience could see that only Song Yanhui was obsessed with improving his swordsmanship.

He couldn't help it.

"Yan Hui, fight quickly!"

(End of this chapter)