Fuji Avenue

Chapter 327
There was a corner of the street facing the auction house, and seeing Wei Buer looking around vigilantly, Chi Xin suddenly withdrew her protruding body and hid behind the corner.

Yi Xuan sneered, "What's the matter, are you scared?"

"Afraid of a human monk in the psychic realm?"

Chi Xin laughed and said, "I'm not so timid yet."

After saying that, he looked over there again from the corner of his eye: "However, your captain really has two talents. My talent in spirit and unity is considered rare in this clan, and he noticed it as soon as I made a move. What a miscalculation."

Yi Xuan's face turned pale, "Do you think it was luck that he killed so many horned demons in the wilderness?"

After hearing this, Chi Xin's face was a bit unhappy, "That's because he was lucky, and he didn't meet a Horn Clan member like me who stimulated the power of his bloodline."

As he said that, he suddenly remembered the horns of the tribe that appeared in the auction house, and his face was even more gloomy, "What's the use of you buying and selling magic horns?"

He has a hippie smile all day long, and rarely has such a serious look.

Yi Xuan couldn't help but feel her heart sink when she saw it, and replied, "How do I know, I didn't sell it."

Of course she knew the reason for this, but she couldn't say it out loud.

As he spoke, he remembered what happened just now, and quickly changed the subject, "Are you sure that the bead is on Wei Buer?"

"You have seen my ability," Chi Xin raised the corner of his mouth, "When did the things I sense go wrong?"

"Stop being arrogant," Yi Xuan said with a serious expression, threatening the other party with a cold face, "I warn you, if you dare to touch a single hair of Wei Buer, I guarantee you will die in the Soul Suppressing Tower."

"Soul Suppression Pagoda?" After hearing this, Chi Xin suddenly thought of something, looked back, and said with a sarcasm, "Is it like the lord who is being suppressed in the Soul Suppression Pagoda?"

Yi Xuan couldn't help but look a little surprised, and stared at Chi Xin in a daze.

She has probably heard the story of the adult of the Horn Clan. It is said that he is a Zijiao Sanwen Tianzun, and he is a rare fighting genius among the Horn Clan. The experience of being arrested is also a bit bizarre.He seemed to have fallen into the fairy jump of a human nun, and was arrested almost without defense and resistance.It is still under the suppression of the Soul Tower.

This incident caused an uproar at the time, and almost caused an extremely fierce battle between the human and horn clans.

It was only later that the human female cultivator advanced to the Dao Realm and became a top existence in this world, and the rumors gradually dissipated, and few people mentioned it.

"you think too much."

Thinking of this, some angry expressions appeared on her face, "As long as you don't provoke Wei Buer, I'm not interested in dealing with you."

"Why?" Chi Xin looked up at her, with resentment and puzzlement in his eyes.

Yi Xuan knew what he was thinking, and replied, "He saved my life."

"I saved it too."

"So, you're still talking properly in front of me." Yi Xuan pointed at Chi Xin's chest.

"Isn't that fair?" Chi Xin smiled wryly.

"Is there justice in this world? Why do you come here to fight us so well?" Yi Xuan replied seriously, "Wei Buer saved me three times, you only once; Wei Buer is a human race, you are a horn What's more, you are going to deal with him, not he is going to deal with you. From my point of view, it is very fair."

"Okay," Chi Xin said bitterly, "I promise to just take away the soul orb..."

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After agreeing to go to Li Yunjing's rotation dojo together, Bu Er went to the Zongmeng Lecture Hall first, and exchanged [Military Merit] for the dojo's position.

Afterwards, half-abducted and half-deceived, Li Han and others took him to a restaurant in Longnan City that was specially provided for monks.

Li Han ordered some food and wine, which was of little help to his practice.When you want to settle the settlement, you have to spend a lot of 【Military Merit】.

Given their shabby situation in the Northwest, this meal was considered a no-brainer.

When drinking and eating, Li Han and the others were used to chatting and chatting, and they didn't deliberately put on a look of caring, so as not to make him feel awkward.

When it comes to the situation in the Northwest, the Dunhuang Grand Competition, the situation of Yun Yinzong in the Jiangshi Camp, etc., he will ask for his opinion.

Bu Er only talks a few words politely, and listens attentively most of the time.

Strange to say, since he became a monk, he spent most of his time dealing with women.

Wan'er, Mu Wanfeng, Xiuxiu, Time, Li Ran.

After arriving in the Northwest, they brought a group of Yingying and Yanyan girls with them, and were entangled by the old devil Li Yunjing again.

As for fellow apprentices, or the communication between male cultivators, it is really pitifully rare.

This is the result of destiny, and it is also driven by the flow.

He watched Li Han and others talking and laughing happily, and occasionally yearned in his heart, and also wanted to spend a lifetime with them in triumphant songs and alcohol.

But when he calmed down a little, the most important thing on his mind was his cultivation.

This truth has been recalled thousands of times in his mind.

All dreams, loved ones, and the freedom you want can only be obtained by walking to the top of the Tao of Longevity.

It is precisely because of this attachment in his heart that in the past few years, whenever he has a little bit of time that belongs to him, he has spent almost all of it on cultivation in [Candle Valley].

Halfway through the banquet, the initial organized and regular topic ended.

The few people present got drunk and started to play freely. They each picked up their wine glasses to talk to someone.

On the chaotic wine table, Bu Er recalled the strange phenomenon that his spirit had arisen out of thin air just outside the auction house.

He had used the [Misfortune to the Mind] supernatural power to detect it before, but what he saw this time was a bit strange.

In the chaotic world of Sea of ​​Consciousness, an uninvited guest broke in.

Who is following him?
He was a little curious, but not panicked.

According to induction, this is not a terrible disaster.

Just as he was thinking about it, Du Wenguang from Jiuxian Academy came over with Jiu Jin, "Junior Brother Wei, you should take care of our Tang Xian a lot on weekdays."

Immediately, Buer remembered the rumors in the sect, and nodded amusedly.

"happy!"

Du Wenguang laughed out loud.

The meaning of what he said, of course, was to imply that Wei Buer should not take advantage of the opportunity of being close to the water to have any thoughts about Tang Xian.

Mo Shenshi was in his early years, and he guessed that Li Yunjing's rotating ashram was about to start entering.

Only then did everyone greet each other and get up, and went to the Zongmeng Lecture Hall.

After leaving the restaurant, he used his mana to dispel all the drunkenness and alcohol smell from his body.

After all, this place is in the Northwest Army, and I will go to Li Yunjing Dojo to attend lectures later, so I am afraid that getting drunk will cause trouble.

Seeing how everyone was drinking, he thought to himself that after a long time of enjoying the wine, he was about to disperse when he turned his head.

The Zongmeng Lecture Hall is located on the west side of the center of Longnan City, and next to it there are large-scale markets and commercial houses for monks to buy and sell.It is the most prosperous and dense place in the city.

With the news of the [Dunhuang] Grand Competition spreading wildly, there have been more and more monks in Longnan City in recent days.

Mainly to purchase supplies for war preparations, and also to watch the excitement.

The business of the square market, commercial houses, and auction houses is getting better and better, and the streets are crowded with people.

When Li Han and the others were on their way, they did not forget to check carefully at the shops along the street. When they saw the goods they liked, they bargained and bought them back.

There are flying sword magic tools, buff pills, and auxiliary talismans;

How can there be such expenses on weekdays, it can be seen that everyone attaches great importance to [礅空] Da Bishu.

Bu Erwai finally found out how big the lecture hall was after reaching the outside of the lecture hall amidst the flow of people.

It looks like a huge palace from the outside, with Qionglou Yuyu, Feige Liudan, and the projection of the sun slanting down, I don't know how many thousand feet wide it is, and it should be more than enough to accommodate ten thousand people at the same time.

Catch up with the excitement in the city recently, there are also huge crowds of monks who come to participate in the dojo.

Li Yunjing has fought in the Northwest for many years, and some not-so-secret roots of his own practice have long been known.

Buer also heard that her Zhenhai Beast and Chu Yue were both sword owls.

This is a kind of spirit beast that lives in the wild, is rare, and is extremely intelligent.

Legend has it that all sword owls are born wizards who can control swords. They are born in a mother's womb, and their natal swords are conceived in their wombs.As Jian Xiao grows older, his innate supernatural powers become more terrifying, and there are few rivals for spirit beasts of the same level.

Therefore, Zhenhai Beast is a monk who is a sword owl, and he is the best at controlling swords. His attack power is amazing, and he is often the top combat power among monks of the same level, and some may even fight beyond the level.

Li Yunjing was able to become the only commander in the sixth battalion of Chang Yuanzong who was at the early stage of the Heavenly Human Realm, thanks to the terrifying supernatural power bestowed by Jian Xiao.

Many people guessed that the Dao taught by Li Yunjing today should be the way of swordsmanship.Therefore, there are nearly half of the sword cultivators waiting outside the main hall at this moment.

At this point, the location of the dojo has been sold out.

The underground scalper monks were dispatched, secretly doing high-priced business.

The [Military Merit] consumed is already ridiculously expensive, but the supply is still somewhat in short supply.

Yun Yinzong and the others had already exchanged their seats, found a quieter corner outside the lobby, and watched the others bargain with the scalpers quite leisurely.

Du Wenguang whispered to the crowd, "Since I came to the Northwest Camp, I have never seen Marshal Li's true face with my own eyes...According to the rumors in the Jiangshiying Army, the Marshal seems to be a superb beauty..." When he spoke, his eyes rolled Zi Fangguang, can't help but make people suspect that coming to listen to the lecture this time, I'm afraid the motive is not pure.

Li Han hastily interrupted him, "How many brains do you have, how dare you miss Marshal Li? The cultivator in the Heaven-Human Realm is extremely capable, maybe what you say here will be heard by the Marshal..."

After Du Wenguang listened, he only laughed twice.

Having said that, judging from the eager expressions of several people, it is obvious that they are all full of expectations for this mysterious woman in the Incarnation Camp with extremely high cultivation, extraordinary abilities, the most powerful, and rumored to be extremely beautiful.

This is also human nature.For all men in the world, the more unattainable a woman is, the stronger the desire to conquer.

Although it can never be touched in this world.But this does not prevent them from doing whatever they want in their own self-constructed world of consciousness in sleepless nights after witnessing the true face.

Li Yunjing's dojo has many benefits for sword cultivators, but it should not have much effect on improving other monks.

But now there are only half of the sword cultivators waiting to enter.For the remaining half, it is obvious that there is a strange desire to see the beauty.

Bu Er cautiously poked out his consciousness, and sure enough, he heard a lot of low-level monks whispering rumors about Li Yunjing nearby.Some are talking about Li Yunjing's heroic deeds and heroic deeds on the battlefield, while others are purely speculative deeds.

"I'm afraid fellow daoists would never have imagined that this unattainable Marshal Li is actually a female devil who turns lust into a demon?"

Fuji thought very maliciously.

He looked around, observing his surroundings with a playful attitude.

Looking at one place, he suddenly saw a small circle with a diameter of several feet in the southwest of the crowded square.

The crowd outside the circle was still densely packed, but there was only a man in green clothes standing inside the circle. His face could be regarded as ugly, but he had a sort of aloofness that stood out from the crowd.

The cheekbones and bridge of the nose are high, and the cheeks are flush with the eye sockets, as if to further set off his unique style.

Arms are encircled, a sword is held in the arms, the sword is wrapped in a green cloth, and the word "one" is written alone on the cloth.

The sword is held in the hand, not in the pouch.

This posture and attire are not like those of monks, but more like a chivalrous man in the martial arts world of mortals.

"Who is that person?" Fuji asked curiously.

"Which one?" Li Han looked at the "hero" with his eyes, and introduced with a smile, "This man's name is Cang Jianyi (the character has been adjusted, there is a note at the back), and he was also born in our world." In the camp, Huashan Sword Sect, who was born in a small sect in Qin Nan, has won the second place in the [Desolation] competition twice. It is said that this person is also a sword owl, and he is strong against the enemy, but his aptitude for cultivation is actually not Very powerful."

As he spoke, his eyes shifted to the sword in his arms, "The word 'one' is written on the green cloth wrapped around his sword. It is said that it is used to spur his family, to go forward bravely, to show his sharpness, and to strive for the first place forever..."

Hearing the two talking, Du Wenguang also came over and looked at the man with disgust on his face: "Our Tang Xian is in the [Desolation] Grand Competition, and he is the one who supports him. Look at the ghost he looks like, Tang The fact that the girl has a crush on him, but not on me, proves that it's not that I'm not attractive enough, but that Miss Tang is blind."

Just listen to it, don't say anything, it's funny in your heart.

After an unknown amount of time, the door of the lecture hall opened and the crowd began to enter.

Inside the lecture hall is a huge and resplendent hall, which is divided into seven or eight floors.

Except for the first floor which is filled with about [-] seats.

The rest of the floors are embedded along the four walls of the main hall.Nearly a thousand positions are arranged on each floor, all of which can be directly taught by the lecturer.

Bu Er followed Li Han and the others and followed the flow of people straight in, barely finding his place at the back of the first floor amidst the noise and crowding.

Just as he was about to look around, he suddenly saw Zhang Jianfeng who was supposed to be on duty at the front line, and at some point he came to a few people.

Bu Er has been in the army for several years, and he knows that although Zhang Jianfeng has only entered the Diqiao state for a few years, he has lived in the barracks for a long time, is decisive in dealing with affairs, is brave and good at fighting, and has several legendary experiences. It is better than the dog Dai Sheng and Gu Naichun.

Then he stood up with the rest of the people and said hello.

Zhang Jianfeng frowned and said, "You are not sword cultivators, what are you doing here?"

Everyone was speechless, it couldn't be said that they came to see what Li Yunjing looked like.

"If you have time, take care of your own practice."

Seeing that everyone was silent, Zhang Jianfeng probably understood what was going on, and then said solemnly: "Come and find me after you guys are done."

He has been in Longnan for a few days, and has been investigating secretly, trying to get a glimpse of the future of the Great War.

But I don't want to be recruited by the news of the [Desolation] Dabi to attract a large number of low-level monks in the army, making the city a mess, and the shipment of goods is complicated and chaotic, and it is already impossible to start.

Thinking that I am alone and weak, the efficiency is really not high, and I was about to send a letter to ask the dog Dai Sheng to send reinforcements, but I happened to meet Bu Er.

It's like someone stuffing you with a pillow when you're dozing off, it's extremely ingenious.

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the front of the first floor, near the middle podium.

Before he came to Longnan this time, he had already inquired about the news that Li Yunjing was going to give a lecture, so he specially adjusted the itinerary, spent a lot of military merit, and exchanged for the front row seat in advance, in order to listen to the enlightenment of the Heavenly Human Realm Sword Cultivator. If it can be confirmed with the way of self-cultivation, it will be considered a big profit.

I don't know how long it has passed, but the venue is full of seats, only the voices of people can be heard, and there are huge crowds of people.

When it was time to start the lecture, the bell outside the classroom rang several times, and the loud sound immediately stopped all the noise.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for Li Yunjing to arrive.

After a while, at the moment when the bell outside the arena landed for the last time, the hall suddenly shook, and countless white shadows with fierce sword aura swarmed from outside the arena, flying all over the sky, like light and illusion, covering all sights in front of them. occupy.

Nearly [-] audience members saw the vast white shadows in the hall, all of them bursting with blood and excited, and they were the hazy shadows that glimpsed some of the true meaning of swordsmanship from the white shadows.

Just when I didn't know how to deal with myself, I suddenly heard a very cold and pleasant female voice: "Today I want to find a predestined person who can get the true inheritance of my Dao."

Listening to the voice, it was the same as Li Yunjing's voice when he was in Qingyang Town.

Even if the rest of the people present had never heard Li Yunjing's voice, seeing this posture, they naturally knew that Li Yunjing had arrived.

After hearing her words, most of the monks present couldn't help feeling hot.

It should be noted that the only ones who can obtain the true inheritance of the monks in the heaven and human realm are their own disciples.

Except for the super sects, large sects and some top cultivation families in the monk world, the disciples of the other small, medium and micro sects do not have such a profound source of blessing.

The next moment Li Yunjing finished speaking, thousands of white shadows suddenly disappeared.

Bu Er sensed a strange omen from above, and when he looked up, he saw a sharp sword swaying with sword intent hanging upside down five inches away from his head.

Although the blade of the sword is extremely sharp, it doesn't seem to contain magic power, it is just a sword made by a mortal.

He raised his eyes and looked around, only to see that everyone had a sharp sword above their heads, but the shapes of the swords were different, and they also emitted different brilliance.

Different from the sharp sword above Bu Er's head, the other's sharp sword obviously emits a little mana fluctuation, and it is undoubtedly a sword-like magic weapon that monks can use.

Nearly ten thousand monks hung nearly ten thousand sharp swords upside down, with their roots standing upright, exuding cold light and sword intent, and there was a dead silence in the hall.

If they didn't know beforehand that this was just a dojo for teaching vocations, everyone would think that they had stepped into some ancient monk's tomb where swords were hidden.

Everyone is thinking in their hearts. Generally speaking, ordinary monks can only control one sword-like magic weapon at a time.A few more handles will be too much to bear.

Li Yunjing's ability to control ten thousand sharp swords at one time seems to have broken through the constraints of monks in the realm of heaven and man.

Standing behind the main hall, Buer is more conspicuous to the spectacular scene in the arena.

I thought to myself that according to the miscellaneous books that specifically introduce Zhenhai beasts, there are countless sword owls in the world, each with a different natal talent.

Li Yunjing's ability to have such extraordinary abilities may have a lot to do with the special talent of the sword owl in his body.

Just thinking about it, I suddenly heard a cold voice from a woman in my ear: "Focus!"

Bu Er naturally argued that it was Li Yunjing's voice.

Quickly restraining his mind, he thought to himself, what is she doing looking for me at this time?
It should be noted that so far, on the bright side, I should not know that the man in the black robe is Li Yunjing.

In this way, Bu Er has nothing to do with her.

If the other party found him so rashly, wouldn't he want to expose his identity as the man in black?

Just when he was feeling uneasy, a horrifying sword aura suddenly descended on his head, and the killing intent in the sword aura soared to the sky, as if he wanted to take his own life.

Of course he knew that it was impossible for Li Yunjing to kill himself in public, but he was still vigilant in his heart.

The next moment, I suddenly felt that several acupoints in my body were aroused out of thin air.

After careful inspection, I was suddenly startled.

What was attracted was actually the six acupoints agitated with Yuanming internal energy when practicing [Yuanming Sword Art] in the ice world a few years ago.

Inspired by the sword's intent, these six acupoints uncontrollably operate the Yuanming Sword Art, and in an instant a surge of internal energy is poured into the flying sword in front of Bu Er.

Fei Jian immediately let out a clear cry, trembling all over where he was.

After a while, a burst of Yuanming sword energy unbelievably swayed towards the podium in the center of the grand ceremony...

Looking at the many changes in kung fu during this moment, Bu Er thought to himself that Li Yunjing could arouse the [Yuanming Sword Art] in his body with just a single sword intent. This is by no means something that can be done by ordinary kung fu. The mysteries of the true meaning of the Dao are mysterious and profound, and the abilities of the cultivators in the Heaven-Human Realm are indeed shocking.

[Yuanming Sword Art] After the sword energy is aroused, the aura of the flying sword in front of him is slightly removed.

Bu Er also felt his whole body relax, and subconsciously looked around.

I saw a female cultivator wearing a thin blue shirt standing in the center of the podium, her face was shrouded in mist, she stood there with her hands tied, with an air of aloofness and disdain for the audience.

A tall sword mound hangs above the head, and the frightening sword intent floats faintly from the edge of the sword mound.

No need to guess, this is Li Yunjing's arrival.

Of the nearly ten thousand swords that were originally hanging upside down, only a thousand are left.

From time to time above the head, sword energy of various colors flew towards the center of the podium, pouring into the sword mound like moths to a flame.

Thousands of observing monks fell to the ground, unconscious, awake, and paralyzed.

Nearly half of the monks had a strand of long hair cut off, and quite a few had their heads shaved off. They were particularly eye-catching under the light of the hall, which made people laugh.

Bu Er looked at those people carefully, and vaguely remembered that when they were outside the main hall, it was these people who spoke out of line, and even made some insulting remarks, which were indeed heard by Li Yunjing.

Looking around him, he saw that Li Han and the others had fallen into a coma, and this visit to the dojo was in vain.

Du Wenguang's head was also shaved, and his huge forehead was exposed, which looked like some kind of strange big-headed fish. This time, it was even uglier than that Tibetan Jianyi of the Huashan Sword Sect.It can also be proved that although Miss Tang has no vision, she is very far-sighted.

Bu Er smiled unkindly.

I was a little curious in my heart, Du Wenguang obviously didn't say anything excessive, how could he be murdered by this female devil.

Look at those monks who still hang swords above their heads, all of them have solemn faces and nervous expressions.

Some of them had hideous expressions, as if they were struggling.Some were sweating profusely, as if they were going through a fierce battle.

There are also a few who are calm and composed, with a calm demeanor, and it seems that they are still at ease under the shroud of sword intent.

Zhang Jianfeng is one of them.

A blue-light epee hung above his head, and a calm and confident aura scattered from the sword.

Looking at it from a distance, it also gives birth to a sense of solidity out of thin air.

Among these few monks, Zang Jianyi of the Huashan Sword Sect is the most eye-catching.

He stood in the row closest to the podium, and there were ten silver light swords hanging above his head. The blades of each sword were trembling, and the light was shining, and their power was even more astonishing than the few monks at the ground bridge level beside him.

As time went by, from time to time, I heard the voiceless sound of the sword cry, and the silver light sword above his head emitted sword aura, straight to the center of the podium, and Li Yunzheng flew into the sword mound above his head, which undoubtedly proved that he must have a lot of power in the sword. attainments.

Under the movement of the silver light, Zang Jian folded his arms with both hands, his face sank like water, looking at the misty figure on the stage, he thought to himself: "Besides me, who else is worthy of your true biography..."

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In addition, due to the needs of the plot and the simplification of the branch characters, the two characters originally set in the outline were adjusted and merged. The He Jianyi supported by Tang Xian in the "Desolation" competition and the Cang Jianyi who appeared in this chapter are merged into one person .

The previous text has been changed to: Cang Jianyi, supported by Tang Xian, is a little-known Xiaozong cultivator. He ranked second in the individual competition in the psychic realm in the last competition, and his team also ranked second in the team competition.Zhenhai Beast is the same [Sword Owl] as Zhang Chuyue, and its attack power is terrifying.

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