Cultivate with an African God

This year's Dao Discussion Conference was extremely lively.

In fact, there are two kinds of Dao Discussion Conferences. One is for cultivators in the final stage to compete with each other for ten years, and the other is for cultivators in the soul refining stage to compete for a period of one year. There are not many cultivators in the soul-forming stage and the soul-refining stage, and the replacement speed of rookies is not too fast. It is not only laborious and laborious to hold it every year, but it also seems to be those people, which is really boring.

This year happened to be the time when the Dao Discussion Conference of the Soul Refining Period and the Dao Discussion Conference of the Soul Consuming Period were held together every 60 years, and it was extremely lively.

The Dao Discussion Conference was held on an overseas island. It was specially built for the Dao Discussion Conference. There are many residences for people to live in, and there are also battle rooms with protective magic circles. Even alchemy and weapon refining rooms are equipped. For the occasional needs of the contestants.

It seems that it is the turn of Yingzhou Xianpai to host the Dao Discussion Conference this year, so the one leading them to a familiar place is a little Taoist boy in blue clothes, with a pattern similar to the nameplate of Zhong Zijin School embroidered on his sleeves.

Not many people came to Yunfu this time, apart from him and Bai Qingyang, the Jindan master who came to lead them this time as an elder should have been Li Tingyun, but Li Tingyun was asking Xinya, pretending to say something If the prison term is over and you can't break the house rules again, in short, you just don't want to go - Mu Xinghe suspects that this person is just lazy, after all, a person who can communicate with Bai Qingyang at the bottom of Wenxin Cliff, he is afraid that he will follow the rules of the house have not thought.But it's hard for everyone to expose it, so Xie Chunrong, who has nothing to do for the time being, has to turn to Xie Chunrong.Xie Chunrong looked indifferent, and took two young disciples, saying that they were doing things for her, and led them to the Dao Discussion Conference.

Dao Tong led them to the resting place. Xie Chunrong said that she was going to meet old friends. As for them, they should be familiar with the terrain and practice. Tomorrow will be the lottery ceremony.

After saying that, Xie Chunrong took the two little disciples and left.

Although Bai Qingyang seems unreliable, but compared to his master, he still has a great conscience. He actually shouldered the responsibility of his senior brother and proposed to take Mu Xinghe around the islands, but for Mu Xinghe, In any case, it was of course fun to explore by myself, so I politely declined and wandered around in the Dao Discussion Conference alone.

Because the lottery ceremony is tomorrow, most of the sect disciples arrived today.Mu Xinghe sat on the top of a tree, holding a talisman book in his hand, looking at the outside of the island.There is a vast ocean outside the island. From time to time, guests come, sometimes a solitary sail comes in the wind, sometimes a few people come flying with swords, and even a carriage seems to have wings, flying slowly, breaking the shape of the cloud .

The people who came to the Dao Discussion Conference were also different. Some wore flowing fire and were obviously good at fire magic, while others wore long swords and looked like neat sword repairmen.There was also a pale face with sunken eye sockets, followed by a few translucent gray shadows, probably a ghost cultivator.Someone also walked under the tree, and Mu Xinghe smelled something similar to Han Chen, but he was a demon cultivator.However, these people all met here, at most they just kept their eyes on each other and passed each other, but there was no dispute, it was truly harmonious.

After observing for a long time, Mu Xinghe finally found that two people met on a narrow road, as if there was an old grudge.

Mu Xinghe was staring at them with piercing eyes, and they were also looking at each other with fiery splatters, but after looking at each other for a long time, they just turned their heads away, snorted, and then each walked to the side.

One of them walked under the tree, raised his head and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Mu Xinghe didn't intend to hide his aura at all, but just smiled and said: "I saw that this brother and him seem to have a deep grudge, and it's really patient to not do anything."

That person was only in his twenties, just the age of frivolity. Hearing Mu Xinghe's words, he gave Mu Xinghe a surprised look: "Don't you know that all private fights are prohibited in the Dao Discussion Conference?"

Guess he guessed it, Mu Xinghe smiled and said, "It's just curiosity."

The man glanced at Mu Xinghe again and asked, "First time here?"

Mu Xinghe nodded, he showed a dazed look, and even showed some sympathy—as if he regarded Mu Xinghe as a poor little boy with no one to guide him, and said: "You are still young, it is true that you can come here. It’s amazing, success or failure is no longer important, it’s just as good as being a person who competes with masters and understands different people.”

Mu Xinghe didn't understand why the other party acted as if he believed he would lose, but he didn't argue, he just asked: "Brother, I have a question, why do some people from outside the island come from a group of people, or just two people? "

"It seems that you really don't know anything." The young man said.

Mu Xinghe nodded. After Bai Qingyang won the inner sect trial, he went out to practice. During that time, he didn't ask anyone, and he was practicing by himself.After Bai Qingyang came back, it was the day they set off. Yunfu was sent to Mishima via the magic circle, and then from Mishima to here. It didn't take long. And Xie Chunrong is obviously too lazy to say more.

The young man had a straightforward personality, and replied: "You must also know that the Dao Discussion Conference is for selecting talents from all over the world to compete here. Disciples from small sects like you are naturally selected through various competitions in various continents. In the end, there is only one person who can come here to compete. The Dao Discussion Conference is essentially to make a name for one's own sect, and one of the sect's seniors must come. In addition to the sect's elders, some people will also bring their own servants , there are slightly more people. But the eight major sects can be directly selected from the sects, so the disciples that can be brought in are one person with a soul and one person with a soul, and there is an escort of the Jindan master. Serve, some sects like to show off, and it looks like a mighty group."

Mu Xinghe nodded his head, and said with a smile: "I see, thank you, big brother."

The elder brother also smiled and said: "I hope to meet you in the competition."

Mu Xinghe instinctively felt a little strange, but that person had already waved away, so he couldn't ask any more questions.

Although this person's attitude is very friendly, he still feels that Mu Xinghe's ability is not very good in his speech. Of course, Mu Xinghe has never shown any ability. Strong, why do you say that you hope to meet in the competition?

Mu Xinghe quickly found the answer.

Before he found the answer, he first saw a few people leaving the boat and boarding the island. They were all swordsmen, dressed in blue clothes similar to the Taoist boy who led him before. An old man was walking in front, followed by two young people.Although the old man described him as old, his eyes were firm and sharp, and he walked like a dragon and a tiger. His majesty was not affected in the slightest by his old state. The two young men who followed him were also handsome and graceful.One of them was wearing a golden crown, precious boots, a golden jade belt, and a large golden sword on his waist, which was extremely eye-catching. The other was dressed in a much more low-key manner, and the sword on his waist looked normal, but Mu Xinghe knew that, The other side of that sword...is not quite normal either.

Mu Xinghe laughed as if remembering something, jumped down the tree and walked towards the three people.

That big golden sword is of course Zhong Zijin. This person usually likes to wear black, but now he may be afraid that there are too many masters here. Based on the principle of sword cultivation, he wears an extremely exaggerated suit, and the person who is a hundred times normal is of course Wen Xingze. .

When Mu Xinghe should be well-behaved, he was still very well-behaved. He first said hello to the seniors in charge. Mu Xinghe, who claimed to be from Yunfu, was a friend of Zhong Zijin and Wen Xingze. He only talked to them after introducing each other.

Mu Xinghe stared at Zhong Zijin left and right, Zhong Zijin's scalp went numb: "What are you doing?"

"I haven't formed a soul... I haven't refined my soul..." Mu Xinghe looked at the two of them left and right, tapping his elbows with his fingers, "I heard that the people from the Yingzhou faction haven't come yet, but I thought of Senior Brother Xiao Wen. I'm definitely coming, I've been waiting for Senior Brother Xiao Wen, I didn't expect you to be here."

Zhong Zijin was not annoyed, he was even a little complacent, with his head held high and his chest almost akimbo: "I am his servant, follow me!"

Wen Xingze patted Zhong Zijin on the head, with a helpless expression on his face: "Keep your voice down, Master knows about it, and I will definitely be repaired when I come back."

Mu Xinghe looked at them with a smile. The rift between the two of them was probably eliminated, so he didn't need to be a bosom brother again.It's just that he looked at it slowly for a while, but he thought of a question: "... But, you don't need to be a servant, you can also come with a disciple? Our Uncle Xie brought two young disciples to gain experience."

As soon as he spoke, the three people in front of him all said "ah?" Then the eyes of the two young people turned to the elder who was the leader. With a guilty look, he turned his head away, and said in a rough voice: "The old man heard that Cangjiange He Qiusheng would come here, and he devoted himself to fighting swords, how could he have the time to listen to those inexplicable rules!"

Mu Xinghe couldn't bear to look straight at him—not only the juniors of the Yingzhou Sword School were unreliable, but even the elders were unreliable!

Mu Xinghe coughed, decided to pretend that nothing happened, and asked again: "Isn't it possible for the big sect to choose a disciple from each of the soul refiners to come here? Where's your soul refiner brother?"

Wen Xingze smiled, and said: "The one who has a quota is the Yingzhou Immortal Sect, not our Sword Sect."

Zhong Zijin was not upset by the difference in treatment between the two sects, on the contrary, he looked very happy: "So our brother won out among the disciples of many sects and was able to come here. In my heart, he is better than the group of people next door." Much better."

"Brother Xiao Wen, I am optimistic about you. We unyielding people at the bottom will definitely be able to defeat the evil privileged class!" Mu Xinghe shook his head, as if he was not a privileged class.

Wen Xingze didn't take it seriously, he just smiled and said, "I hope I can win until the time I meet you."

But Mu Xinghe looked blank: "What rendezvous?"

Wen Xingze was startled, and talked to him about the competition system of the Dao Discussion Conference.

As Mu Xinghe knew, there are two kinds of people who participated in this Dao Discussion Conference, one is the disciples directly selected by the big sect, and the other is the disciples who won the competition in each continent, there are about a hundred number.Disciples from non-big sects need to fight four times repeatedly. Based on the record, they will enter the top 32. After another round of fighting, the winner will enter the top [-] and fight against the previous eight disciples from big sects.

"The disciples of the big sect took a lot of advantage." Mu Xinghe rubbed his chin and thought.

"Maybe it's just that the sect itself is strong, and the disciples are also strong." Wen Xingze smiled slightly, with a gentle gesture on his brows, showing no signs of displeasure. "Fairness always has a limit, but as long as the opportunity is open to everyone, That's acceptable."

"This arrangement may be because the big sect disciples will be eliminated in the first round. It's too ugly," Mu Xinghe analyzed. "But even so, it's embarrassing to be the first to be eliminated in the top sixteen."

Wen Xingze smiled and said: "That's not true. I heard that even the disciples of the big sect will also do a test, and they will be sorted according to their strength. The weaker ones will meet the ones with a slightly worse record. If you still lose like this , then no one can save it.”

It was only then that Mu Xinghe realized the meaning of the last sentence of the young man he met before, but he didn't know which sect he would come from.

Mu Xinghe was still thinking about it, but he felt a mighty wave of true energy. He traced back to the source and found that it came from the sky.

I saw a row of carriages passing by in the blue sky, and clouds came out.The drivers were all Taoist priests in black and white clothes, and behind the carriage there was a row of Taoist priests wearing the same costumes riding flying swords.

"The Liangyi Palace is really rich..." Zhong Zijin murmured, "I also want to buy a flying sword."

Even Mu Xinghe knew about this Liangyi Palace, which was also one of the eight specially invited sects. Compared with the Yunfu Sect who came from the magic circle silently, this Liangyi Palace is not without a high profile.Of course, Mu Xinghe directly felt that the Yunfu School's use of formations was also very Yunfu School's style: the skills are profound, the roads are accessible, and the most important thing is to do what you want.

He quickly put this matter aside, and talked with his friends about what happened after he parted from them. He talked about being led to a resting place by the Taoist boy at the Dao Discussion Conference. The seniors of the Yingzhou School saw that they were talking happily, so they I left to look for the old man Juejian, leaving the three of them in the room.

Seeing that no one else was there, Mu Xinghe asked how the two of them reconciled, but Wen Xingze just shook his head with a smile, and Zhong Zijin hurriedly said that he would talk to him later. Make a mystery.Mu Xinghe also gave up on this topic, and took out two things from the storage bag.

"I went outside and brought you some souvenirs. The first two times, one was upset and I had something to do, and the other was in a hurry, so I didn't have time."

Out came two weapons.

It was a knife and a sword. The knife is a knife with a phantom of flames, and the meaning of scorching heat gushes out from the blade; the sword is a sword covered with thin frost, and the meaning of freezing permeates everywhere.

The moment Mu Xinghe put them on the table, the room was full of qi, the cold breath resisted the hot tide, and finally they coexisted harmoniously, blending together.And the eyes of the two young swordsmen never left the two weapons.

"I know that you sword cultivators are different from us. You like to say that one person lives with one sword, but these two things should not be ordinary. You can keep or replace each person with one sword, or even melt them together. It’s fine to make other weapons, anyway, I’m an elegant person, so I don’t make these knives and swords. ——Look at my magic weapon!” He clasped his palms, and a folding fan covered with blue frost fell on him In his hand, he unfolded the fan with a swipe, and shook it, looking like a handsome young man.

After a while, the tenderness and softness on the young man's face faded slightly, revealing a handsome and sharp outline. Although he is not fully grown up, when he looks up at the smiling face of the person, it is a bit unbearable to look at. edge.

It's a pity that in front of the sword cultivator who saw the sword, all his rare good looks were shown to the blind man.

Wen Xingze stared at the two weapons for a long time, finally regained his senses, and smiled apologetically: "Sorry, at least this is a high-grade magic weapon, we can't accept it."

Zhong Zijin looked at it reluctantly, but said: "Yes, if you go to other places, bring me a few more sword books or something, I don't need it, and I can contribute to the sect!"

Mu Xinghe ignored them, put away his storage bag, and said that if he didn't take it, he would just put it here, and whoever wanted to take it.He had a firm attitude, and he really didn't care much about treasures, so the two finally didn't refuse any more.

Wen Xingze took out a talisman and pushed it in front of Mu Xinghe. The talisman was more complicated than any talisman Mu Xinghe had ever owned. The symbols of the talisman and the characters of Taoism were connected with each other, and there were at least four or five parallel zhenqi circuits. , couldn't help but be fascinated, fingers gestured on the table trying to analyze its usefulness.

Wen Xingze's voice rang in his ears: "I got this in a secret place before, it's called the Jiutian Town Sword Dao Talisman, it's left by the Sword Immortal in the ruins, the senior said that he can summon the power of an immortal to complete a thunder strike Although it can only be used once, it is said that it has the power to split mountains and seas, and no one can match it. Moreover, the talisman is exquisite and can be used no matter what cultivation level it is. Although it is not as good as these two weapons, it may be able to make a difference.”

Mu Xinghe smiled and said: "Then I will be disrespectful." After he finished speaking, he wanted to bury his head in research, but seeing Zhong Zijin rummaging through the storage bag with a troubled face, he couldn't help smiling: "Hey, Zhong Zijin, don't do it, I didn't say I would send you off!"

Zhong Zijin froze immediately.

Mu Xinghe admired Zhong Zijin's expression for a while, then smiled and said: "This is a gift for you to break through the terminal stage. If you don't break through, it will be considered as a loan from you. If you can't break through for a long time, you should sell yourself."

Zhong Zijin struggled for a while, and finally patted the table with a determined face: "Okay, even if I break through, I can still sell it for a good price if I pay off the debt!"

Then Zhong Zijin pushed the sword to Wen Xingze, stroked the knife himself, very serious, said: "I can only use the sword recently, and my hand is not very hot. Think about using other weapons, maybe I can break through? At that time My name is Saber Mad Sword Owl..."

He casually described his bright future, looking very happy, but Mu Xinghe knew that what he wanted more was the sword, just because the opponent was Wen Xingze, not only could he choose to give up, but he could also speak skillfully. It's a lie, I just hope that Wen Xingze is willing to accept his giving up.

Wen Xingze just smiled and stroked his head.

With the treasure in his hand, Zhong Zijin's wish came true again, and he seemed to be in a particularly happy mood. He asked Mu Xinghe what the names of the two weapons were and what their origins were.

"Name?" Mu Xinghe was taken aback. He didn't even care about his own name. He pondered for a while and said, "Then call them Frostmourne and Fire's Joy."

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The author has something to say:

Thank you for mine who loves to eat oranges on Lanlan Road~

Thanks to Prison Yinhai Nong for providing the Frostmourne stalk XD

The next chapter is a bit short, so I will update it tomorrow~

In fact, Zhong Zijin was also very depressed after knowing the name of Mu Xinghe's talisman. He said that if I was by your side, you would never allow you to name it like that!

Daoxiu's naming principle: characteristics + attributes + usefulness

Sword Cultivator's Naming Principle: Handsome!