Since ancient times, the king of sword repair

The next day was the opening ceremony of the Dao Discussion Conference.

I couldn't fall asleep because of tossing and turning, so I got up and practiced the sword. I practiced from the first form of the entry to the [-]th form of the advanced level. Looking at me with a smile.

I was surprised: "Elder, why are you here?"

"You forgot to close the door, and the sound of swords almost spread throughout the building. If I didn't come to close the door for you, I'm afraid your door is now crowded with those who regard you as an idol."

He asked me, "Why are you in a bad mood?"

I looked at the Great Elder and opened my mouth: "I was in a bad mood at first, but now I'm fine."

The Great Elder stepped forward, faced me, raised his hand suddenly, and wiped the sweat from my forehead with the sleeve of his wrist.

I looked at that beautiful and fair face, and forgot to hide it, and asked in such a straight-forward manner: "Grand Elder, do you think I'm annoying?"

The Great Elder frowned slightly: "... how is it possible?"

I felt a little wronged: "Then you ignore me these few days and always drive me out alone..."

A subtle expression flashed across the Great Elder's face.After a long while, he said, "Don't think too much, it's nothing."

The purpose of holding the Dao Discussion Conference is to integrate all the combat power in the comprehension world and fight against the demon cultivators. Although the demon cultivators have been sealed into the space-time gap later, the Dao Discussion Conference is still held every five years.

There is a huge garden in the Artifact Refining Sect, and the garden is full of square tables with the series of various factions. The elder and I found our table, and after waiting, several people appeared on the rostrum, three of them Standing at the front, it should be the chairman or something.The man in the front is dressed in white, with a handsome face, he should be a medical practitioner; the man on his left is muscular and dressed in a black outfit, he may be a physical trainer; there is another person dressed in golden light, no need to think about it, he must be a member of the Artifact Sect .

After the Dao Discussion Conference begins, it is time to introduce each other to everyone present.

The one from the Artifact Refining Sect said in a warm and cheerful voice: "Hello everyone, I am Jin Bao, the host of this Dao Discussion Conference, and I will introduce each other to you next." He pointed, "The one sitting on the east side One table is the people from our Artifact Refining Sect—"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up, a group of people in yellow clothes, all of them were jeweled, smiling and bowing to everyone.

The Great Elder covered his eyes weakly: "I can't see this kind of thing..."

The host of the Artifact Sect continued: "The table next to the Artifact Sect is the miracle doctors of the Valley of Miraculous Doctors."

I looked over and saw a group of people in white clothes, including the two girls who spoke to me that day.There was a group of people in dark purple clothes at the table next to them. At this time, their faces were mocking, and they were all disdainful.Don't even think about it, these people must be poisonous cultivators. Poison cultivators and medical cultivators have accumulated grudges for a long time, almost a tradition left in their blood.

In addition, there are Buddhist monks in cassocks, Acacia sects in revealing clothes, and Taoist priests in green robes.

I searched around, and finally saw where Ning Ran was. He was sitting on a table in the corner with his classmate. They were all dressed in dusty robes with ashes on them, but the people next to them all had expressions on their faces. To please, not for anything else, just for the little white jade gourd hanging on their waists.

It is difficult to get started in alchemy, and it is even more difficult to make alchemy. Even the most common qi training pill can make people lose two or three months of practice time. Going outside can also be worth tens of thousands of spirit stones.

Jin Bao said: "The ones sitting at the table in the east are the sword cultivator of Lielong Mountain, senior Fang Qinghe who just came out of customs, and the second beauty, senior Pei Jichen!"

All of a sudden everyone looked at us.

The Great Elder and I are also wearing our own costumes today, black underwear, simple and stylish, and easy to move around. Seeing others looking over, the Great Elder and I stood up and clasped fists in all directions.

"So handsome!"

"Wow... Pei Jichen is too pretty..."

"This is too beautiful, woohoo..."

When I heard others exaggerating about the elder, I felt as happy as I was being exaggerated, so I nodded my head flattered.

Jin Bao: "The table next to Senior Fang is Senior Sword Cultivator from Liehu Mountain!"

Standing up next to me were three men in dark blue suits, also carrying a sword behind their backs. They stood up and clasped fists at everyone.

Jin Bao said again: "That table is the senior sword repairmen of Iron Bone Villa!"

Stand up again, three men with heavy swords on their backs.

"The four at the table to the west are the senior sword cultivators of the Kuanglongzong!"

I heard someone asking in confusion: "Why don't you sit together for the same sword cultivator, and they are not from the same sect?"

I heard the person next to the person who asked the question answer him: "Because sword cultivators... each other looks down on each other."

"Sword cultivators practice swords, unlike medical cultivators, who just change a few formulas, or like poison cultivators, whose purpose is to poison people. They have a variety of sword cultivators, and they all feel that they practice the most decent ones. With a proud heart, no one looks down on other people's moves, so as long as you develop a new move, you will go out alone to find a mountain and form a sect."

The man said: "That's why all the medical practitioners belong to the Valley of Miraculous Doctors, but there are 108 sword cultivators in this world."

The person who asked the question was full of surprise and said: "...but, but this is too outrageous."

The person who answered just said: "Their sword cultivators are such brains. You were born late, so you don't know. The older generation like us all know a sentence: It's okay, don't ask what the sword cultivators think, otherwise The only one who gets hurt is yourself."