No slag in the world

Wen Yi came on time for the Sword Appreciation Conference, and there was a pile of boulders one person tall at the entrance. This is the way to prove that you are a martial artist.

Anyone who breaks these boulders can enter. Seeing that the people in front didn't break the stones, they just smashed a corner of them. Wen didn't dare to use this hatred, so he followed their example and smashed them One point, not outstanding, not weak strength can really pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

Almost all those who have passed the first level are the guests of Jianzong, but they can't all be honored guests, so they are classified according to the size of the broken stones and their identities, and Wen Yi has no sect or relationship, so the position is biased. Middle and lower, but not someone that others can easily bully.

Of course, the Sword Appreciation Conference will not start directly, but in the morning of the next day. As for the time, it is not because of fear that someone will delay it, so it is a day earlier.

Wen Yi walked into the guest room specially prepared by Jianzong. Although it was simple, it was elegant and durable.

What about the dressing table? Well, even a man needs it to maintain a good image, but what does the powder inside mean? Does he need makeup?Well, I won't talk about these, but what's the matter with this red bellyband? Is it for him too?

Just when Wen Yi looked embarrassed, a girl came in from outside the door. This girl was none other than the girl who scolded the boy in Chinese clothes before.

"It's you?" The girl is Shen Youxuan, the daughter of the master of Jianzong, but she is well protected by her parents and brothers, and she is a little ignorant of the world.

Wen Yi turned around to greet her with a smile, completely forgetting the bellyband in front of him, "Girl, we meet again."

Turning around, the bellyband was clearly exposed, "Pervert, Deng Tuzi..."

"It's not mine." Wen Yi couldn't argue with anything now, even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he couldn't wash himself away. He was so frightened that he was sweating coldly. Although he didn't care about his reputation, Wen Chu did. If Wen Chu's reputation was damaged, how could he be worthy of it? Wen Chu's kindness.

"Of course it's not yours, it's mine, give it back to me!" Shen Youxuan trembled angrily, and put the apron into the closet over Wen Yi, "You actually rummaged through my things, I want to tell Dad."

After hearing Shen Youxuan's words, Wen Yi quickly grabbed her, "Wait, I'm not a disciple, and a disciple is not a lustful person."

"Why?"

"You live here? But the guide clearly said it was here, so I thought there was no guest room, and there was a woman's room available for me."

After the explanation was clear, Shen Youxuan didn't say anything about what she was going to do, and after learning that Wen Yi was her guest, she took him to the guest room.

When the Sword Appreciation Conference officially started, Wen also saw Xiao Hao who was fighting with Shen Youxuan, who was the former youth in Chinese clothes, and it seemed that the two had a very happy relationship.

Of course, since it has nothing to do with Wen Yi, Wen Yi won't take too much care. He is just waiting for the finale, the appearance of the peerless sword. If possible, Wen Yi still hopes to get it. After all, he doesn't have a handy one yet. His weapons are always bare-handed, they don't look so handsome.

Wen Yi's position is in the middle and back area, and he is now the fifth sword, but he is already drowsy, it is not too boring, nothing happened, and there is no fun, everyone is watching obsessively With a handful of broken copper and iron, his expectations are almost gone.

In fact, the sword appreciation conference held every two years is more like an auction conference, because if someone is very eager to get one of the swords and has enough silver taels, they can take away the sword they like. Sorry, no refunds.

The cries of selling in front were louder than the one, but those in the front row did not move, because they were all preserving their background to win the finale sword.

When everyone was watching, the grand finale finally appeared. Two sword sect members put a sword bound by a very peculiar scabbard on the stage, and then they pushed and shouted to determine the front and rear positions. The cloth strips tied the hilt of the sword so that it would not be pulled apart by the pulling force, and the latter held the scabbard and pulled it back.

The whole sword was clearly seen by people. It was a scarlet long sword with a blood-red glow on the blade. It had a terrifying feeling that he could swallow everything around him in a matter of minutes.

Wen also felt a threat, but why didn't the others not? Just talking about Xiao Hao, he was so frightened that his hairs stood on end and he was sweating coldly, while the people in front had even more serious expressions and clenched their hands.

The people from Jianzong smiled and said to the big brothers in front, "This sword is made by fusing the flesh and blood of hundreds of people from Jianzong and a piece of strange iron, and burning it for seven to 49 days. Its degree of bloodthirsty is very Ordinary people can compare, if you can hold this sword for a stick of incense, and there is no sign of madness, then this sword will be given to him as a token of respect."

Sure enough, it can be called the sect of ten thousand swords, and the whole sect can't know martial arts and won't be hated by others. No matter how bad the sect is, it can't be too bad. Let's just say that this person is a rare old fox.

That is, throwing troubles to others, and giving favors, people have to thank him, and others will not put hatred on them, and even thank them for their efforts in practicing swords.

Wen Yi admires this kind of person but does not negotiate with him. He is not a calculating person. If he is with someone who calculates everything, he will be easily used as a gun.

Even if others plot against him, it is impossible to kill him. In this case, Wen Yi will not care about these small things. Anyway, when he finds out, he will beat up anyone who dares to plot against him, or kill them to make an example. That's fine, but Wen Yi also doesn't like being tricked.

Hearing the one in front nodded in agreement, and then they all nodded in agreement one after another, and then let those who are willing to go up and try to hold the sword.

The first one, the moment he touched the hilt of the sword, he immediately went mad, wanted to kill, and the surrounding barriers couldn't stop him, so he backed up frequently in fright. Kicked the sword one meter away.

Seeing the first one, it was like this, and those who were a little cautious and timid left behind, leaving only the newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers.

The second one insisted on about one sentence. After he laughed and said that I succeeded, he also went crazy, and then the previous thing happened again strangely.

Just when the next one was about to start, Jianzong's people suddenly stopped him, "Little brother, don't kick in one direction next time? Jianzong is not big, and he will leave the city by then."

The face of the man with the knife in the back blushed, "Okay."

After all, the bloodthirsty knife must be matched with a bloodthirsty person by nature, otherwise, only a person whose heart is as pure as ice and snow can control it. It is either compatible or restraining. Unfortunately, there are no such people here.

In the end, almost all the people tried it, and they couldn't find a suitable person. They almost couldn't bear it, and then they started to go crazy, their eyes were bloodshot, and they kept calling me to kill people.

After trying for so long, the sky gradually dimmed, and Wen Yi finally woke up. Seeing that there was still no master's sword, he suddenly had a feeling that he wanted to try it.

If you have this idea, then try it. Anyway, it will not harm you, and you can stop your thoughts. Wen Yi stepped forward and signaled that he would try it too, and someone gave way full of contempt.

Wen Yi didn't care about this kind of look either. He estimated that someone had noticed it from that position just now, so they felt that they were a martial artist, and it was too much to want to show off at this time. After all, if most people noticed this In this case, it is generally thought so.

This blood sword seemed to be tailor-made for Wen Yi by the heavens. After getting close to the sword, Wen Yi was reluctant to look away, even if it was only for a second.

The moment he held the hilt of the sword in his palm, Wen Yi felt that there was only himself and the sword left in the world, his whole body seemed to be missing something and suddenly put back, complete.

"Jue Jue, long time no see." For the first time, Wen Yi let go of his defenses and greeted his long-lost brother with the most beautiful smile, hoping that he would let go of his guard and accept himself.

The sword that had been screaming suddenly fell silent, and then it lay quietly in Wen Yi's hand like an ordinary sword.

After Wen Yi smiled and said thank you and concessions to the people of Jianzong and everyone in the audience, everyone in Shihua turned around and looked at the sword in Wen Yi's hand in fascination.

Wen Yi was actually a little worried that they would come to snatch it. After all, although they had seen the horror of crazy people who were similar to madness, they had also seen the power of people with swords increased greatly.

So when the people from Jianzong invited him to stay for a few more days, Wen Yi wanted to refuse, but after the people from Jianzong told him that he could get that strange scabbard if he agreed, Wen Yi agreed.

"Brother Yi!" Shen Youxuan dragged the reluctant Xiao Hao out of the door. Wen Yi had always maintained Wen Chu's style before doing any major things, being polite and gentle, and Wen Yi just got nothing. Shen Youxuan admired the blood sword that people could hold.

Just hearing Shen Youxuan's tone, Wen Yi knew that she had something to do, "If you have nothing to do, you can go to the Three Treasures Hall. What's the matter with Miss Shen coming to Ziyuan?"

Wen Yi's residence was burning with a faint incense, making it look like a fairy, coupled with the fact that he didn't mind, Shen Youxuan's courage was magnified again.

"It's nothing. It's just that Xiao Hao has encountered a bottleneck in martial arts recently. I hope you can help. If you can't help, I won't force you." Shen Youxuan used the tricks used to deal with her father and brother without Wen Yi agreeing. It fell on Wen Yi.

Shen Youxuan grabbed the corner of Wen Yi's clothes, shook it, and then rubbed her lovely and pitiful face on Wen Yi's chest, "Help, help, help."

Seeing that she has the idea that if you don't help me, I will roll on the ground and rub against you, Wen Yi couldn't exhaust him, so he had to agree.

The author has something to say:

12000, and there are still 3000 to complete the list. Fortunately, I applied for the list again. Today is Tuesday. After tomorrow's code, I can prepare for the day after tomorrow.

I don’t know why, but all the friends gain dozens of collections a day, and I’m dying of laughter every day. I haven’t applied for the list soon. If it wasn’t for the exposure, I wouldn’t even want to apply for the list. ╮(╯▽╰)╭Ajiu waits for me to code words without applying for the list

The backstage of the contracted author can send red envelopes. Benmiao thought about it and planned to send a few from time to time to show his affection (those that cannot be given red envelopes are not collected. Benmiao seems to see a lot of things that cannot be given away)

╭(╯^╰)╮Whoever reads the article and doesn’t collect it is the same as a female ticket and doesn’t give money in my heart, don’t be too annoying