Immortality begins by swallowing the stars

Chapter 84 I want your sword!

In hot summer, the sun is scorching.

On the mountain road, five horses galloped.

It was Lu Jing, Elder Mei and three cheap senior brothers and sisters.

Anyway, there are only two or three big cats and kittens left in Wanjian Tower, so there is really no need to leave people to look after the house.

Except for Elder Mei, a peak acquired master, the other three boys and girls are all third-rate warriors. If the Wood Dragon Gang or other small forces in Huacheng want to take action, they cannot stop them.

It's better to keep Lu Jing with you for safety.

"Junior Brother Head, where did you learn your swordsmanship?"

Mei Xiaoying, who was riding a horse in a sharp outfit, rode side by side with Lu Jing and asked curiously.

Now everyone, including Elder Mei, feels that Lu Jing has learned other martial arts a long time ago. Because of his extraordinary talent and perfect meridians, he reached the peak of acquired skills in his teens.

As for why Lu Jing's inner energy could not be detected when he was summoned, it was not that there were no martial arts in Kyushu that concealed his inner energy.

If it weren't for Lu Jing's extraordinary talent, which could rival the geniuses of the "Qianlong List" at such a young age, Elder Mei would have suspected that he had sneaked in to secretly learn Wanjianlou martial arts or steal the Wanjian Tu.

——It is impossible for any sect to send such a talented person as an undercover agent, and it is too late to care for him and cultivate him carefully in the palm of his hand.

But Lu Jing's origin is no longer important. Anyway, there are only a few people left in Wanjian Tower.

Elder Mei coughed: "Wanjian Tower already has the secret book of swordsmanship, so why ask for it from outside?"

But despite saying this, brothers Wei Shi and Wei Duo, including the simple-looking brothers, all pricked up their ears.

The scene of Lu Jingyu's murderous night has been completely engraved in the depths of everyone's minds. Who wouldn't want to see and even practice such swordsmanship?

Mei Xiaoying muttered with a headache after hearing this: "Master, the kendo secret book left by his old man is too difficult and difficult to understand. Apart from his success in practicing according to this secret book, grandpa, didn't you also get started? "

Elder Mei blushed.

Objectively speaking, the reason why Wanjian Pavilion has no disciples who can support the school except the old poster is because the swordsmanship created by the old poster is really difficult to practice. It involves heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, metal, wood, water, fire and earth.

There are wooden swords, iron swords, stone swords, one-sword style, two-sword style, three-sword style, so mysterious that it is difficult to get started.

Lu Jing glanced at the pitiful Mei Xiaoying and Wei brothers.

There are only three young men left in Wanjian Tower. If it were another sect, the inheritance would be cut off sooner or later.

Although Master Wanjian is a genius and has created a sect of his own, his sword skills are indeed difficult to practice.

The kendo that Lu Jing modified and deduced is only suitable for him, and is more difficult to practice than the original secret book.

After all, there should be no one in the world who has not yet entered the innate world, but whose 'god' is powerful enough to comprehend the power of the five elements of heaven.

It's just that since he has inherited the way of Wan Jian Louzhu, he must leave a legacy, and he cannot be a mere commander.

Moreover, Lu Jing would not be able to protect these people all the time from now on.

"Don't worry, when I perfect the swordsmanship, I will teach you the most powerful swordsmanship in the world."

It’s not far away that the name of Wanjian Tower is resounding throughout the Jiuzhou Continent.

Lu Jing smiled lightly and looked at the Flame Mountain ahead: "It's coming soon."

……

Flame Mountain, at the foot of the mountain here in Jinjiazhuang.

A group of warriors gathered here.

"I didn't expect that even Qingzhou's Xiaoyao Palace would come, and they ran so fast..."

"Tsk, tsk, Qinghu Island, Tieyi Sect, Guiyuan Sect, Epee Sect, Vulture Gang, Wood Dragon Gang... almost all the big and small sects in Yangzhou are here."

"Yes, most of the masters from Yangzhou's Hidden Dragon Ranking, Young Phoenix Ranking and Earth Ranking are here..."

"All the heroes of Guiyuan Sect, I wonder which one of you is Teng Qingshan?... I heard that Teng Dutong is famous, and I want to compete with Dutong!"

An old man in black robes with a hooked nose, silver hair, and sharp eyes said to a young man beside him: "Qingshan, if someone challenges you, you must be ruthless, even if you kill him. Once you are soft-hearted, I'm afraid you will It's so annoying, every young master wants to step on you and become famous..."

"Teng Qingshan..."

Lu Jing's 'god' had noticed Teng Qingshan a long time ago. With a smile on his lips, he rode into the venue unhurriedly.

"You guys stay outside."

In the tense atmosphere, a young man in yellow clothes riding a horse broke into the scene.

The young boy, who was about thirteen or fourteen years old, dismounted and pulled out a green bamboo sword from his back. The sword was green and green, as if it was made of green bamboo that had just been cut from the mountain forest.

"Who is the junior brother in charge going to challenge? It won't be that Teng Qingshan, right?" Mei Xiaoying said excitedly as she looked at the court from the outside crowd.

Wei Duo on the side nodded, his big eyes widened to the maximum extent: "I heard in the teahouse two days ago that Teng Dutong of Guiyuan Sect killed Meng Tian, ​​who was ranked 61st in the "Diban List". I didn't expect him. He’s so young, he doesn’t look a few years older than the leader, and he’s already a strong person on the Earth Ranking?”

"How is it possible? Where do so many powerful people come from?"

Elder Mei sneered: "Even Ji Hong, the leader of the Guiyuan Sect, is no longer listed in the "Earth Ranking", how can any of his subordinates be so strong? Maybe it's a sneak attack or poisoning..."

The more Elder Mei talked, the less confident he became, because he thought of the young man with a sword like a dragon in Laohuai Temple on a rainy night.

"No way...Are there so many monsters in this world? Could it be that I am really old..."

Perhaps it was because Lu Jing's gaze lingered on Teng Qingshan for a little too long. Teng Qingshan frowned and asked doubtfully: "You also want to challenge me?"

I felt a little bit dumbfounded in my heart.

Regardless of his age, just looking at his body, this young man looks more like a student in a school.

"You don't need a sword, I'm not interested yet." Lu Jing shook his head slightly and turned his attention to the woman in black clothes holding a sword with a frosty face next to him.

"Boy, this is not the place you should come. I'm not happy now. Don't make me gouge out your eyeballs." Guan Lu was as cold as ice. Teng Qingshan seemed to look down on her and refused to compete with her, which made her feel depressed all the time. Feeling depressed.

Lu Jing bowed slightly and pointed his bamboo sword at the ground: "Can you give me some advice?"

The Vulture Gang members who were confronting the Black Armored Army suddenly burst into laughter.

"Haha, even such a young kid dares to challenge the Black Armored Army? No wonder Teng Qingshan doesn't dare to challenge my young master. It seems that the Black Armored Army's reputation in our Xuyang County has declined prematurely..."

All the black-armored sergeants stared angrily.

"Wait a minute." Ji Hong, the commander of the black-armored army with silver hair, had doubts in his eyes: "Is your name Zhou Yao?"

<divclass="contentadv"> Lu Jing nodded slightly and said politely, "I am the one who has just taken over as the head of Wanjian Tower."

The Black Armored Army and the Vulture Gang were about to laugh when suddenly Teng Qingshan said in surprise: "Are you Zhou Yao? Are you the thirteen-year-old Zhou Yao who killed Cao Shilong, the deputy leader of the Wood Dragon Gang?"

"Zhou Yao? Is he the person in the rumors?"

"I thought it was a joke...are you really only a teenager?"

"Haha, a seventeen-year-old young man who killed a powerful person on the Earth Ranking... A thirteen-year-old boy who killed a first-rate warrior. What happened to our Yangzhou recently..."

Although most of the seven or eight members of the Wood Dragon Gang who escaped on the rainy night at Laohuai Temple returned to the Wood Dragon Gang, the news that Lu Jing had killed the deputy leader of the Wood Dragon Gang spread like wildfire.

And it spread quickly.

The reason was not that he killed the deputy leader of the Wood Dragon Gang, but that the murderer was said to be only thirteen years old and was a remnant of Wanjianlou, which was destroyed by the Wood Dragon Gang.

Guan Lu's eyes narrowed: "Did you really kill the deputy leader of the Wood Dragon Gang alone?"

Just like Teng Qingshan's killing of Meng Tian, ​​who was ranked 61st on the Earth Ranking, would be questioned. Few people thought that he was really a strong man on the Earth Ranking. Lu Jing's killing of Cao Shilong would only attract greater suspicion.

"Indeed, is Guandu Tong willing to accept my challenge?"

"Okay! But you have to think clearly, I won't show mercy just because you are still a child!" Guan Lu took a step forward, excitement revealed in his eyes.

It's not the excitement of meeting a powerful enemy, but the desire to see what this rumored evil boy is like.

Lu Jing nodded slightly: "But I have a condition. I wonder if Guan Dutong can agree to it."

"Don't you want me to suppress my inner strength to compete with you?" Guan Lu frowned.

"If I defeat Guan Dutong, Guan Dutong will give me your sword."

Guan Lu sneered: "Okay, if you really have this ability, what if I give it to you?"

Having said that, the light of the sword was as cold as ice!

As she said, she would not be merciful.

"Guiyuan Sect's "Xuanbing Sword Code"... Guiyuan Sect has many good sword hands, so it is a good target."

Lu Jing's thoughts were spinning, and he quietly watched the cold light approaching.

"Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?!" Guan Lu's eyes were filled with coldness.

At the moment when the sword light was about to come, the green bamboo sword in Lu Jing's hand trembled and pierced into Guan Lu's sword light at a strange angle.

The speed is so fast that it's like teleporting.

The bamboo sword accurately hit Guan Lu's hilt in the cold light.

A huge force came.

Shocked, Guan Lu's wrist trembled, and he did not hold the long sword in his hand, and the sword was completely thrown away.

Then, a breeze blew by, and the green bamboo sword appeared at Guan Lu's throat.

The long sword flew down from the sky and landed in Lu Jing's other hand.

"Good sword."

Lu Jing's 'god' sensed the blade of the sword.

In an instant, countless emotions came one after another.

The loneliness of practicing sword fighting alone, the joy of sword dancing in the snow, the depression of not making progress for a long time, the excitement of encountering challenges, the determination to persevere all the way, the obsession with practicing "Xuanbing Sword Codex" for the first time...

Love and hate, life and death, fear and fearlessness.

All kinds of emotions were captured by Lu Jing's "god".

The 'good sword' that Lu Jing praised did not refer to the material of the sword, but the artistic conception and emotion that the sword owner poured into the sword.

The more extreme it is with the sword.

The artistic conception and emotions contained in the sword become more intense.

"The Sword of Man..."

Lu Jing casually threw the sword into the hands of senior brother Wei Shi outside: "Hold it for me."

Lu Jing looked past the stunned Guan Lu and glanced around.

There are no swordsmen left.

Those who held swords were all young men from the Black Armored Army and the Vulture Gang. Those who used swords could not be called swordsmen. To them, the sword was just a handy weapon and of no use to Lu Jing.

However, Lu Jing's 'god' discovered another group of people not far away.

The men and horses of Xiaoyao Palace in Qingzhou.

Xiaoyao Palace is similar to Guiyuan Sect. There are many "Sword Codes" in the sect and there are many swordsmen. It is a big treasure.

Then Lu Jing called Elder Mei and others to mount their horses and rush to the other side.

Only the sound of wind blowing leaves and grass was left in silence.

Teng Qingshan's eyes shone: "The people over there should be the Xiaoyao Palace we saw before! Commander, I'll follow you and have a look."

"Qingshan!"

Teng Qingshan galloped out.

Although Guan Lu is still a little behind "Hidden Dragon List", anyone who can defeat him so easily may not even be able to fit into "Hidden Dragon List".

Teng Qingshan is a master of internal martial arts, with a powerful body and eyes like lightning.

He didn't even see the young man draw his sword clearly.

Such a fast speed is definitely far faster than the "Blood Moon Sword" of Meng Tian, ​​the strong man on the ground list who was killed by him.

Seeing that the young man seemed to continue to challenge the sword master, Teng Qingshan could not contain his curiosity.

Anyway, there is still a lot of time before the Black Fire Spirit Fruit matures.