The Transmigrator's Cultivation

Chapter 406 Luzhou City

The victor was dressed in white and alone, he nodded slightly at his opponent, looked to the side of the dojo, and said, "Come again."

Among the dozen or so monks, another one stood up, flew over with a loud sound, and fought against the man in white instead of the previous loser.

The sword light was still flickering, and it only took a few breaths, and he was defeated.

Repeatedly and repeatedly, the white-clothed young man has won consecutive battles with one sword and one sword.

After all the comparisons, the man in white put away his sword, turned around and walked back, and sat among the crowd.

And in that dojo, there were two other monks fighting, but it seemed that the swordsmanship of the two people was on par, and compared to the previous battle, it was much more exciting.

The rest of the cultivators were watching the battle, and some of them talked to the man in white: "Friend Daoist Yun, I was defeated by your sword just now, but I don't know, can you give me some pointers?"

The man in white said, "Point the crane's head with the sword."

The man heard it, thoughtfully: "Is the head of the crane the weak point?"

The man in white nodded slightly: "There is a delay in turning the wrist when turning the sword."

The man suddenly said, "So that's how it is."

The others heard it, but laughed and said: "I didn't notice it, maybe I can try it next time when I compete with Fellow Daoist He."

The person surnamed He also laughed: "He knows today, and he must correct it early, so there will be omissions next time!"

After saying this, all the people laughed together.

Afterwards, the people either went to discuss each other separately, or they also asked the man in white about his own failures, and they also wanted to talk about their own ways.

Just as he was enjoying himself, someone suddenly came striding outside the guild hall. The person had a strong aura, and he appeared from a distance. It startled everyone, and they all turned their heads to look.

It was a handsome young man nine feet in length, with a strong back and a strong waist, and his arms were imposing.

He was carrying an epee, almost as tall as a person, and he was very windy when he walked, he was really a very handsome and heroic man.

Seeing this person, some monks laughed and said, "Fellow Taoist Ji Wen is here!"

The young man clasped his fists together: "Ji Wenjing has met fellow Taoists." He looked at the man in white again, and said, "Brother Yun."

The man in white also nodded slightly: "Brother Ji Wen."

Ji Wenjing is the son of the main lineage of the kendo clan initiated by this Sword Discussion Conference. His kendo cultivation is extremely terrifying. Although his cultivation is only in the middle stage of Yuanying, he has comprehended the first refinement of the sword soul at the age of only four hundred years old. His ability is deeply valued by the family - in the swordsmanship clan, although one's own realm is important, the cultivation base of swordsmanship is the most important thing.

This time at the Sword Discussion Conference, he, as an outstanding sword cultivator of the younger generation, communicated with the talented sword cultivators attending the conference.

As for the eighteen kendo halls in Luchuan City, he was in charge of all of them.

Such a savvy swordsman, Ji Wenjing has a sense of arrogance, that is, he has no contempt for other swordsmen, but when he speaks and does things, he also has a kind of extreme self-confidence, which makes it difficult for people to get close.He himself is even more devout to the way of the sword, and the heart of the sword is indestructible.

But... He sat down cross-legged and looked at the man in white.

It is extraordinary to be greeted by him with such enthusiasm.

It was a coincidence that before the Sword Discussion Conference was about to be held, Ji Wenjing had to arrange for many guild halls to entertain sword cultivators who had comprehended the meaning of swords.As he hurried up the street, he saw a young man in white walking by. For some reason, he noticed that the young man was full of determination, which was unforgettable.

It's just that he was busy with affairs, so he never approached.

After the Sword Discussion Conference started, Ji Wenjing did not take the initiative to participate because he was the host. When he was busy making friends with sword masters and family affairs, he heard that there was a sword master who went through [-] consecutive rounds and was still challenging. He immediately became curious.

It needs to be known that this Lun family meeting is different from ordinary duels, it is to imprison the cultivation base, and only rely on one's own swordsmanship to compete with each other. Swordsmanship, swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and swordsmanship can only be used as long as they are capable in the swordsmanship.Only in this way can we find out the sword cultivator's own understanding and comprehension of the way of the sword, which is the most fair.

Going through eighteen rounds in a row... that can only be achieved after challenging hundreds of consecutive victories.

Such a person, how could he not go to meet him in person?

Later, Ji Wenjing really went to meet him, and recognized him as the sword cultivator whom he had paid attention to earlier, he couldn't help itching for a moment, so he went up to fight with him.

The two were evenly matched in this battle, and Ji Wenjing just realized that this person was not only similar to him in realm, but also in the way of swordsmanship, but his age was more than a hundred years younger than him, and he immediately wanted to make friends.

Afterwards, Ji Wenjing invited him to stay in the guild hall under the family, and told him to treat him carefully, and then talked swords with him for many days, and finally became acquainted friends.

It was also at that time that he knew that the person's name was Yun Lie, but he was a disciple from Wuling Mountain in Zhoutian Xianzong, the first-rank Xianzong.

After sitting down, Ji Wenjing smiled and said, "I'm late again today, please forgive me."

All the sword cultivators also smiled: "Fellow Daoist Ji Wen is busy with affairs, we all know it, so there is no need to be so polite."

Ji Wenjing was originally polite, and after exchanging pleasantries, he said, "I don't know what the result will be when you discuss swords today?"

Those who can stay in the guild hall are all able-bodied swordsmen, or swordsmanship, or swordsmanship, or swordsmanship.

One of the sword cultivators shook his head and laughed: "I still lost to Fellow Daoist Yun, it's not easy to hold on just a little longer."

Others also sighed: "Friend Yun's ability is very awe-inspiring."

Someone else said: "I'm waiting here to discuss swords, so I'm waiting for Fellow Daoist Ji Wen to come, and also compete with Fellow Daoist Yun, so that I can feast my eyes."

Ji Wenjing raised his eyebrows: "I've learned something recently, and I'm going to meet Brother Yun for a while!"

After all, he glanced at Yun Lie.

Yun Lie nodded slightly, and with a flash of his figure, he appeared in the dojo again.

Ji Wenjing turned into a black shadow, and his movements were like lightning, following him like a shadow.

Neither of them used real energy, nor had they ever used sword souls, because the two sword souls had already fought against each other, and there would be no progress in a short period of time, but sword skills and comprehension. , and often compete with others, but each has his own gains.

Now the two of them have turned into two streams of breeze, which are hard to see with the naked eye.

This fight is much more beautiful than the previous ones, and it is also much uglier.

It is good-looking and overflows with many swordplay mysteries, which is amazing, but ugly is that the movements are too fast, many sword moves are too late for people to see clearly, and seventy or eighty kinds of sword moves have been changed.

After fighting like this for more than half an hour, the two finally retreated together and stood on both sides of the dojo.

When the sword cultivators outside the dojo saw it, they realized that the two had switched places, but their heel landings, postures and expressions were the same as before the fight.

So, I couldn't help but applaud.

Afterwards, many sword cultivators came to talk about swords again. Apart from expressing their opinions, most of them were Yun Lie and Ji Wenjing.

For a time, there was harmony and happiness, and everyone got something.

Ji Wenjing is good at talking, Yun Lie is reticent, but most of these sword repairs are straightforward, and they get along very well.

While they were discussing, suddenly, a blue light came from the sky outside the guild hall.

Everyone noticed it and took a look.

Was someone subpoenaed?

The blue light kept falling, and it hit the place where Yun Lie was.

Yun Lie raised his hand to grab it, and a small blue sword appeared in the palm of his hand.

He probed into his spiritual sense and his expression moved slightly.

The next moment, he stood up.

Seeing this, Ji Wenjing and others were a little surprised:

"Brother Yun?"

"Friend Daoist Yun?"

Yun Lie only said: "Someone is looking for me, I'll go and meet him."

After that, he didn't move even if he took a step, and his whole body appeared several feet away.

As soon as Xu Ziqing entered Luchuan City, he felt that the city lord's sword energy was soaring to the sky, and there were many artistic concepts of swordsmanship permeating it, as if every step he took, he could feel a faint sharpness.

Most of the men in the city have a sense of toughness, and the women are often heroic, which makes people's eyes shine.

However, because of the strong aura of various sword cultivators in the city, Xu Ziqing couldn't detect where his senior was going for a while.

After thinking for a while, Xu Ziqing went to a restaurant as usual, only sat down on the first floor to drink tea, and listened to the words around him.

Different from Fengqu City, that place was far away, so after the sword discussion meeting was held for a period of time, the voice of discussion was much less, but here in Luchuan City, there were many sword repairers, and the sword discussion meeting had not yet ended, so there were still people talking about it. Many people are discussing.

After a while, Xu Ziqing already knew a lot of information without asking any questions.

The city lord always has more than ten kendo clubs, all of which were set up by Ji Wen's family for sword cultivators.

Anyone with sword intent will be lured to stay in these many guild halls, and because these sword cultivators live together in the same guild hall, they can often contact and communicate with each other.And because anyone who comprehends the meaning of the sword must not be weak in the way of swordsmanship, and it is of great benefit to each side to learn from each other.

Some people even mentioned that during the Sword Discussion Conference, for all sword fighters, the loser retreats, and the winner takes turns to fight. Each round is followed by two, three, or four people. Some people have won all battles for more than ten rounds. Many sword techniques bloom like a hundred flowers, making people dizzy.

There are also people who don't judge high or low by state when talking about the tournament, but only judge the outcome by swordsmanship, even if a person with a low state is strong in swordsmanship, he can respect a person with a high state.

In short, all kinds of speeches are mostly praised, and there are few detractors.

After hearing this, Xu Ziqing couldn't help but smile slightly.

This is indeed a good place for the senior brother, and he must be enjoying it at this time.

After sitting for a while, Xu Ziqing left a spirit stone behind, got up and walked out.

After a little thought, he didn't want to look for it in every kendo club, but decided to send a message to his senior brother.

If he was within the same city, he would be able to find his brother immediately with the summons, so there should be no one blocking the way to intercept him.

After making such a decision, Xu Ziqing took out the Jade Sword of Communication from the storage ring, injected his brother's breath, hesitated for a while, and then said: "Senior brother, I have left the customs and am currently in Luchuan City..." He paused , looked around, and continued, "...in front of Xianju Restaurant on South Street."

After finishing speaking, he didn't know what to say, so he threw out the jade sword.

...The senior brother will naturally tell him what happens next.

The jade sword flew out through the air, and Xu Ziqing walked under a green tree next to the restaurant.

He caressed the tree trunk with a peaceful expression and a peaceful mind.

After a while, he suddenly noticed something and turned around.

Sure enough, not far away, a white-clothed figure approached, not too fast or too slow.

When you come, it seems to bring frost and cold, and all the hustle and bustle is silent.

However, Xu Ziqing's heart suddenly beat a little fast.