The fairy is fierce

Outside the Sword Pavilion, there was a magic array that suppressed thousands of swords, so they couldn't feel the sword intent. However, when the three family heads saw Zuo Lingquan standing up, they were all surprised:

"How is it possible?"

"He won't go up..."

Before he finished speaking, Zuo Lingquan continued to walk up.

This time he walked very easily.

The fourth, fifth and sixth floors were all filled with spiritual weapons, which added up to only more than a hundred, but the power of heaven and earth contained in them was more than the magic weapons below.

As the sword intent soared into the sky, more than a hundred swords all quieted down, just like a beautiful lady who was touched and lay on the bed with her legs open, waiting for you to pick them.

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People choose swords, and swords also choose people.

Being held in the hands of the weak is an insult to the sword; being held in the hands of the strong is also a great honor for the sword.

So the swords fell silent.

Zuo Lingquan felt no more pressure, let go of the hilt, and continued to walk upstairs.

The three supervisors behind him were obviously a little tangled, but it was difficult to stop them. After all, if they could make the sword surrender with their own sword intent, then the sword should belong to them; and the rules came first. Even in Yunshui Sword Pond, there was no saying that the sword could not be taken if the sword intent was too strong. Sword intent was more difficult to practice than cultivation. If the sword pavilion of Yunshui Sword Pond could really be suppressed by sword intent, I am afraid that the Lord of Qingdu would have to show up to see the wonder.

Zuo Lingquan did not stop and went directly to the sixth floor.

The area around the martial arts field outside the sword pavilion was already silent.

The three swords were placed on the high platform in the middle of the sixth floor, which was also a position that everyone could see.

The three swords were named "Moyuan", "Jinzhou" and "Hongniangzi". The shapes and colors were very common, but their exquisite workmanship even made Zuo Lingquan admire them.

Although Xu Yuankui's Moon-covering Double Swords were mid-grade spiritual weapons, they were mass-produced by the Moon-covering Sect. Like the Golden Mirror and the God-Slaying Mace, they were considered "mass-produced versions". They were not bad, but not rare either.

And the three swords in front of them were each a unique masterpiece of the swordsmith. Although they were slightly inferior to the custom-made ones specially made by the swordsmith, how many cultivators in the world could find a swordsmith to make them?

Zuo Lingquan knew the value of these three swords. It would be painful for the three families to take them. He did not take action directly, but turned to look down:

"Three family heads, can you really take whatever you want? If you have any difficulties, I can take the swords below."

Everyone outside the Sword-Suppressing Pavilion was surprised when they heard this, and their eyes were focused on the three family heads outside the Sword Pavilion.

The eyelids of the head of the Lin family were twitching. He saw that Zuo Lingquan's five elements belonged to water, and his family's "Moyuan" was made of the water of Qingdu River. If they wanted to take it, they would definitely take it from his family.

The head of the Lin family wanted to smile and say a few nice words, but there were so many people staring at him, and there were two heads of other families next to him, so he couldn't bring himself to do it.

The other two families were much more relaxed.

Zhang Yinfeng stood with his hands behind his back and said loudly:

"Since my Qingyun City has invited Taoist friends from all over the world to attend the meeting, I will not break my promise. Taoist friends, you can choose any of the three swords, don't worry."

The people in the room didn't expect Qingyun City to really dare to give it. They all showed surprise and envy, and praised him endlessly.

Although the head of the Lin family felt like a knife, Zhang Yinfeng had already said it, and he couldn't break his promise in public no matter how reluctant he was. After hesitating for a long time, he nodded.

Seeing the confirmation from the three major families, Zuo Lingquan no longer had any doubts. He turned around and picked up the sword with a trace of red on the scabbard. The name of the sword was ‘Red Lady’. As for why he took it, it was known that it was a gift for his wife.

As the long sword was in his hand, there was a commotion around the martial arts field, and people shouted “good eyesight”.

The three family heads were all stunned on the spot.

Zhang Yinfeng, who stood with his hands behind his back, suddenly froze, his eyes twitched, and his fists behind him clenched a little.

The head of the Lin family was stunned, and a look of joy appeared on his face, but it was immediately hidden.

It was at this time.

In the corner of the martial arts field where no one was paying attention, a blue-shirted swordsman who was watching saw Zuo Lingquan holding his long sword, frowned slightly, moved a step away from the crowd, and stared at Zuo Lingquan’s profile.

Zuo Lingquan picked up the long sword and was looking at it. He was naturally aware of someone's cold eyes staring at him. He glanced at it and saw Zhao Wuxie standing in a corner of the corridor, shaking his head slightly.

Zuo Lingquan and Zhao Wuxie had only met once, but they knew each other well. He knew that Zhao Wuxie was reminding him that he had gotten into trouble.

"..."

Zuo Lingquan was not a stupid person. He did not look at Zhao Wuxie and quickly looked away. He looked at the long sword in his hand and raised his hand to put it back, but finally stopped. He took out the white jade and came in. He relied on his real ability to get here. He just asked a question. He had done his best.

If you don't want to give up the sword, just say it directly. He won't force you.

If you want face, just give it to him.

You set the rules yourself. Afterwards, you want face and inside. How can there be such a good thing in the world?

Zuo Lingquan took a breath and walked down the sword pavilion quickly with the sword in hand.

The supervisors looked at each other, and no longer needed to follow, but just looked at the empty sword platform.

The three family heads were all waiting outside the sword pavilion, with different expressions.

Zhao Wuxie in the crowd saw that Zuo Lingquan was unwilling to let go, rubbed his forehead, and quickly disappeared into the corridor.

Cheng Jiujiang was born in the wild, and his extraordinary alertness made him feel that something was wrong, so he whispered:

"Miss Tang, notify Her Royal Highness the Princess and ask the two immortal masters to come and take over."

Tang Jingxun was still happy for Zuo Lingquan. Hearing this, he blinked his eyes and asked in confusion:

"What's wrong?"

"I feel something is wrong. It's better to be prepared. Let's call someone first."

Although Tang Jingxun didn't understand, he still took out the small card, poured in his true energy, and put it close to his ear.

Zuo Lingquan came to the first floor of the Sword Pavilion, holding the long sword "Red Lady", with a smile on his face, and said:

"I am a little ashamed to get this precious weapon. Thank you three heads of the family."

The other two heads of the family just smiled, but didn't say anything.

The look in Zhang Yinfeng's eyes had disappeared, and he smiled heartily:

"Fellow Daoist, you are very capable. If you can show up one day, you must come to Qingyun City as a guest."

Zhang Yinfeng did not invite Zuo Lingquan to stay as a guest, because he knew that the other party was hiding his face, and his intention to stay was too obvious.

Zuo Lingquan bowed and said, "If it is convenient, I will definitely go to Qingyun City to express my gratitude. Jian will take my leave first."

Zhang Yinfeng nodded with a smile, "Since there are guests present, I will not see you off. Daoist friend, take care."

The scattered cultivators in the room looked at the scene of the guests and hosts having a good time, and their eyes were full of envy; Zuo Lingquan was in a hurry to leave, and they were not surprised that anyone who got such a great opportunity would run to a safe place to hide for a few days first. There were many scattered cultivators present, and there were bound to be some jealous ones.

After Zuo Lingquan bowed and said, he did not stop, and walked quickly to the edge of the martial arts field, leaped onto the top of the corridor, and disappeared between the houses after a few jumps.

Everyone's eyes were still on the direction where Zuo Lingquan disappeared, but Zhang Yinfeng had already retracted his gaze. Facing all the cultivators present, he laughed loudly and said:

"Today, my son was elected as a sword prodigy and was able to participate in the Nine Sects Alliance. It is a great honor. Since fellow Taoists can come to support us, our Qingyun City cannot lose its hospitality. We will set up a banquet at the mansion today. There will be plenty of 'Yunshan Fairy Wine' from Liuyun Mountain. The ferry will stay until tomorrow and the expenses will be covered by our Zhang family."

The casual cultivators in the room were very surprised to hear this and quickly praised him politely.

After Zhang Yinfeng greeted many familiar fellow Taoists with a smile, he turned and walked to the depths of the mansion at the back. The moment he turned around the corridor, his face darkened...