There is no sword, what are you going to draw
Also, Senior Sister, do you have any weapons that are handy
How come they don’t know anything about this
Several people were all sticking to the rock wall outside the temple, and each of them had the urge to hold their foreheads and sigh.
Among them, Chen Jiu felt a sense of satisfaction that "Haha, I finally led me astray", but when he thought about it carefully, he felt that something seemed to be wrong.
The Yashan Sword-Drawing Sect, the Sword-Drawing Sect, not only requires others to draw swords, you have to draw it yourself!
Everyone felt dizzy inside.
Inside the palace.
When Jianchou said the words "draw the sword", Zhou Baozhu was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.
There has been a saying of "drawing the sword" among the disciples of Yashan since ancient times, so it is said that "Yashan's sword spans the nine heavens". All the disciples of Yashan who advocate "drawing the sword" are called the "Sword Drawing School".
She had heard of this before, but because she rarely came into contact with disciples of the Yashan School, she had never seen it.
Now, in this hall, I heard a senior sister from the Yashan Sect who was in the Qi Refining Stage say to me, "Draw your sword"
In the world of cultivation, when did these people become so bold
Even if it is Yashan, does it not matter what the disciple's cultivation level is
After all, Zhou Baozhu is also in the middle stage of foundation building!
Now, there is actually a small minion in the Qi Refining Stage who, relying on the fact that he is a disciple of Yashan, dares to tell her to draw her sword
A feeling of being insulted suddenly hit Zhou Baozhu's face like a slap in the face, making her look even uglier.
"Let's forgive others when we can. We respect Senior Sister Jianchou as a disciple of Yashan, so we have always been very polite to her. We have been polite everywhere since we came to Yashan, and have never done anything to offend Senior Jianchou. Why would Senior Jianchou be like this?"
Zhou Baozhu had a gloomy face, as if she was trying to persuade Jianchou.
"I have also heard about the disciples of Yashan drawing their swords. I would like to advise Senior Jianchou to think carefully about this. It will not be good for the two factions to lose face if it is torn apart."
It is said to be for the face of the "two factions", but in fact, everyone understands what Zhou Baozhu meant.
In their opinion, Jianchou is just in the Qi Refining stage, but he is so arrogant that he wants to challenge Zhou Baozhu who is in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. It will definitely be Yashan who is embarrassed!
only…
Behind Zhou Baozhu, the timid girl finally raised her head slowly and looked at Zheng Yao, the head of Yashan, and the elders who had been silent in the hall.
Unexpectedly, these two people in charge had an indifferent expression, but their eyes were shining, and they seemed excited
At that moment, the girl felt something was wrong and wanted to say something to Zhou Baozhu, but because they were in the hall, she did not dare to open her mouth.
Zheng Yao was already very happy at this moment.
Senior Sister Jianchou had just successfully established her foundation, and yet someone came to her door to practice skills with her. He even made outrageous remarks, implying that Yashan would be embarrassed
It was a lot of fun.
Zheng Yao held back his laughter and turned to look at Fudaoshanren, who also turned his head with an expression that said "this seems quite interesting".
The two looked at each other, neither said anything to stop it.
As for Jianchou, when he heard that "it won't look good no matter which side is torn", he was too lazy to say anything.
She simply turned around and bowed to Zheng Yao and Fu Dao Shanren: "Master, Master, this hall is too small to fully display my skills. Can we move to another place?"
It means to act on one's own will.
She must "draw the sword" today.
In fact, the Moon-Lanling Palace is not small at the moment. It is more than enough for two cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage to fight.
Jianchou would not be unable to see what was happening in Lanyue Palace, so the only possibility was...
When Fudao Shanren thought of the huge hole in the mountain wall, his eyes lit up in surprise: Oh my, my disciple is also a master who has hidden goods!
It looks like a fight is about to begin!
Before Zheng Yao could say anything, he stood up, fearing that the world would not be in chaos: "The sword-drawing platform in the back mountain is big and spacious. If you want to compete and discuss whether accidental injuries are likely to happen, just go there."
Zheng Yao couldn't help but praise in his heart.
Look at this shameless look. A good act of provoking trouble was actually glorified into such a high-sounding reason as "discuss the possibility of accidental injury"!
It's really too much!
But he likes it.
Then, the head of Yashan also stood up and smiled: "Yes, the sword-drawing platform is just right."
"Gudong!"
"Gudong!"
"Gudong!"
…
There was a sound of someone falling outside the hall.
Fudaoshanren already knew that there were several people eavesdropping outside, but he didn't care much and just pretended not to hear anything.
Jianchou was a little surprised.
Sect leader Zheng Yao had already walked out of the hall to lead the way for the three female practitioners of the Jianzhu Sect.
Zhou Baozhu glanced at Jianchou coldly and followed Zheng Yao.
Jianchou nodded slightly, and was surprisingly polite. She had a smile on her lips and waited for Fudaoshanren to come over before she followed her master and went outside.
A long and wide passage is right in front of you.
But when Jianchou walked out, he actually saw five people outside.
Qu Zhengfeng and Chen Jiu are of course there, as is the little carrot head we saw before, there is also another tall and honest looking guy, and another who has a decadent and desolate aura all over his body, except for his pair of eyes, which make people particularly impressed.
"Big sister!"
When Shen Jiu saw someone coming out, he quickly jumped out and shouted in a low voice.
Jianchou stopped and glanced at Zhou Baozhu in front of him, then changed direction and walked towards Chen Jiu: "Fourth Junior Brother?"
Is there anything going on
Chen Jiu looked Jianchou up and down, as if he was meeting her for the first time.
Qu Zhengfeng also looked at him in surprise. He felt that Jianchou's personality was indeed somewhat different from what he had initially thought.
As for the other three people, it was the first time they saw this "senior sister" and they stared at her with wide eyes, as if they wanted to count how many bones she had.
"Master sister, do you have a sword?"
At this critical moment, Chen Jiu didn't waste any words, but went straight to the point and asked a question that everyone was very concerned about.
Jianchou was startled: "No."
Chen Jiu held his forehead with his hand and sighed helplessly: "Why are you asking people to draw swords when there are no swords?"
“Swish.”
A flash of cold light burst out.
A long sword was suddenly handed out and placed in front of Jianchou.
Chen Ju and Jian Chou both turned around in surprise.
Qu Zhengfeng was seen holding a dark black long sword with a scabbard in his hand. It shone like ink and looked ordinary.
Seeing sorrow, I don't understand what it means.
Qu Zhengfeng said calmly, "From what I heard, Senior Sister doesn't have a very suitable weapon right now. Now that we have to fight the Jianzhu Sect, we must have a sword. This sword is called Shentan, and it is a top-grade magic weapon that I used in my early years. If you see Senior Sister Chou, you can immediately acknowledge me as your master by dripping blood."
"yes!"
Chen Jiu slapped his head and stretched out his hand. With a "swish", another transparent and elegant small sword appeared in his palm.
"This is what I snatched from someone a few years ago. It was originally used by a female cultivator. It is also a top-grade magic weapon, and it is better looking than the one that Second Senior Brother has. If Senior Sister Jianchou doesn't like it, you can take this one!"
When the two of them showed their magic weapons, the other people also stared at them.
Jianchou felt helpless when he saw that the other three people were also about to take out their magic weapons.
A smile played on his lips, but this time it was warm.
"My fellow apprentices, don't worry about that. I think that drawing a sword is for others to do. I don't have to draw a sword myself."
"But..." Chen Jiu rolled his eyes and finally said what he was thinking, "Big sister, you're not handsome without a sword!"
The others all rolled their eyes.
Seeing that Chou was happy, she smiled and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Fourth Junior Brother. I really don't have a sword."
She paused and several people looked at her.
Jianchou was very relaxed: "But I have legs."
leg.
The idiot Chen Weishan's gaze suddenly moved away.
Moreover, he is not alone.
After the initial moment of shock, everyone looked at Chou's legs.
Jianchou's dress was not feminine. He wore a plain white robe, which was suitable for walking outside. It was similar to the dress of the male cultivators.
A pair of legs...
Uh, isn’t it a bit bad to stare at Senior Sister’s legs like this
Fatty Jiang He blushed.
When Jianchou turned his head and looked ahead, he saw that the leader Zheng Yao had stopped and turned around to look at them.
Fudao Shanren was eating a chicken leg with his hands behind his back, looking like he was just enjoying the show.
She knew she couldn't stay any longer, so she didn't explain anything further. She smiled slightly and turned around to continue walking out.
At the original spot, the five brothers were a little confused.
Several people's eyes fell on Jianchou's legs. She was tall and had a slender waist...
This leg...
"Sure enough, the shape of the big hole outside the Sutra Library is the one left by Senior Sister Jianchou..." Chen Weishan looked as if his thoughts had been confirmed, "Legs that thick..."
When Chen Jiu heard this, he almost stumbled and fell to the ground.
He turned around and saw that the other four people's eyes were all fixed on Senior Sister Jianchou's long legs. They didn't dare to hit others, but Chen Ju dared to slap the fat boy Jiang He.
“Bang!”
"Fourth Brother, what are you doing?" the little fat man was angry.
Chen Jiu glared: "What are you looking at? Senior Sister Jianchou is a female cultivator? How can you stare at someone's legs like you do?!"
Qu Zhengfeng's smile suddenly turned cold and he said nothing.
Chen Weishan blinked: "Fourth Brother, weren't you also watching intently just now?"
"Ahem..."
Chen Jiu suddenly started coughing and his old face turned red.
"Well, let's go out and watch the fun!"
Having said that, he ran out first.
The people behind didn't care and followed out.
Everyone wants to see what "But I have legs" means.
At this moment, Jianchou took out the inside and outside mirror that the master had given him before.
In the Sutra Library, she read a lot of jade slips and naturally learned the method of controlling instruments. Although she has not sworn brotherhood of arms with this mirror, she can use it with ease.
The mirrors inside and outside emitted a hazy golden light, which was dazzling.
Fudaoshanren looked over, and Zheng Yao also looked over.
Zhou Baozhu beside him couldn't help but sneer and said, "Is Senior Jianchou sharpening his weapon before the battle?"
Jianchou just smiled and said nothing, then bowed to Zheng Yao directly.
Then, she simply raised her hand, and the inner and outer mirrors began to spin instantly. During the spinning process, golden light scattered around, and the inner and outer mirrors also changed to a three-foot square.
The bright golden light is as transparent as glass.
You can tell at first glance that this magic weapon is no ordinary item.
The profound heritage of Yashan is far beyond the comparison of other small sects.
Although the Jianzhu Sect is not small, Zhou Baozhu still couldn't help but feel jealous when Jianchou showed the inside and outside mirror.
Jianchou calmly stepped onto the mirror and waved to Zhou Baozhu: "Young friend from the Candle-cutting Sect, please."
This "little friend" has the same meaning as the previous "sister of the candle-cutting faction".
Everyone knows that Jianchou has only been practicing for more than ten days, yet he dares to call himself "young friend" by relying on his seniority
No…
wrong!
Been practicing for more than ten days!
Zhou Baozhu's eyes suddenly showed horror!
She stared at Jianchou and the mirror at her feet—
This is the imperial weapon!
In the cultivation world, one must build a foundation before being able to control weapons!
Once one is able to control a weapon, it means that this person has entered the foundation-building stage!
How is that possible
Zhou Baozhu couldn't believe it.
Senior Sister Xu once said that this was a disciple temporarily accepted by Master Fudaoshan. He had just entered the stage of Qi Refining on Zhanye Island. It was obvious that he had just started practicing for a short time, and it was uncertain whether he could establish a foundation in the future.
But how long has it been now
Thirteen days.
I saw it with my own eyes, how could it be fake?!
This senior sister from Yashan completed the foundation building within thirteen days!
Jianchou knew Zhou Baozhu's heart must be surging when she saw her expression. She narrowed her eyes and smiled, reminding her, "Is there anything wrong?"
Zhou Baozhu then came back to her senses.
The fear in her eyes had become tangible, but she forced herself to remain calm and snorted coldly.
"Please come in, Senior Chou."
She had a cold face, and as she made hand gestures, a faint purple light lit up, and a delicate flying sword lifted her up.
Without saying a word, the two of them set off almost at the same time, transformed into two streams of light, and were thrown down from the tall stone pavilion, landing on the tall and wide sword-drawing platform!
Below, many leisurely Yashan disciples felt the fluctuation of spiritual energy and looked up.
"What's going on?"
"Isn't that Master Uncle?"
"Why is there a female cultivator?"
"No, no, when will Master Jianchou be able to fly?"
"Did I see it wrong? Could it be that he really built his foundation in just one retreat?"
"Look! They're going to the sword-drawing platform!"
Sword drawing platform!
In the eyes of all the disciples of Yashan Sect, the Sword Drawing Platform will always have extraordinary significance.
A slender sword, the tip of the sword was stuck in the ground, and the hilt firmly supported the high sword-drawing platform and the ridge of the cliff mountain.
The clouds only floated above Lingzhao Peak, and the scorching sunlight cast the huge shadow of the Sword-drawing Platform onto the flat surface of Lingzhao Peak.
Jianchou and Zhou Baozhu landed on both sides of the sword-drawing platform respectively.
The mountain wind was so fierce that it stirred up the clouds, but it could no longer reach the sword-drawing platform.
Lingzhao Peak is already high enough, but the Sword Drawing Platform is dozens of feet higher than Lingzhao Peak!
Yashan has always been the highest point in this central region.
Although the Jianzhu Sect is not small, it does not have the domineering momentum of Yashan.
Now standing on the high sword-drawing platform, countless Yashan disciples below looked up. Even on the opposite side of Lingzhao Peak, many people walked out of their caves and stood in front of the mountain wall to watch.
Zhou Baozhu suddenly felt the blood in her body surge.
Yashan, Yashan.
Is this Yashan
She was standing on the Lingzhao Peak of Yashan, but she was going to be an enemy of Yashan's disciples.
What’s the difference between this and making an enemy of the entire Yashan
However, if she wins this battle, Zhou Baozhu will become famous from then on, and her name will be spread throughout the Central Region.
Zhou Baozhu's thoughts flew far away.
She looked at Jianchou who was standing opposite her, and all her previous thoughts of underestimating the enemy were gone.
Even if the person standing opposite her is just a mortal, she must give it her all now!
Holding the sword and clasping his fists, Zhou Baozhu bowed in a salute. His voice was clear enough for everyone on top of Lingzhao to hear.
"Zhou Baozhu of the Jianzhu Sect, please give me some advice, Senior Jianchou."
Jianchou held the mirror in his hand, nodded and smiled, "You're welcome."
"… "
You're welcome!
Countless Yashan disciples below were almost defeated!
The hermit Fudao who was watching the show on the cliff clapped his legs and laughed: This sentence of Jianchou girl is really enough to make me angry to death!
Chen Jiu and others even had their mouths twitching, and they had the urge to cover their faces.
They finally figured it out. If they cut open the eldest sister, it goes without saying: she's black!
Zhou Baozhu, who was standing opposite Jianchou, had already adjusted her mood to the best state, but when she heard the words "you're welcome", her blood boiled.
She took advantage of this anger, her face darkened, she drew out her sword, and a fierce purple light shot up into the sky!
A bowl with a diameter of ten feet finally shone under her feet!
Zhou Baozhu is determined to defeat Jianchou as quickly as possible!
The Inner and Outer Mirror was a gift from Zheng Yao. It was a top-grade magic weapon that could withstand a full-strength attack from a Jindan-stage cultivator.
Jianchou held the inside and outside mirror in his hands, and gently touched the mirror with his fingers. The glass-colored light diffused out, and it looked beautiful instantly.
On the sword-drawing stage, purple and golden light shone brightly.
In terms of magical instruments, Zhou Baozhu is actually slightly inferior, but her advantage is that she has been practicing for a long time and is in the middle stage of foundation building.
When Jianchou was blocking the attack from Senior Sister Xu Lanyuan, he was holding the Nine-Section Bamboo given to him by Fudao Shanren, which was of very high quality. According to the analysis of the elders in the sect, Xu Lan'er failed that time purely because of the advantage of the magic weapon.
But now...
Jianchou actually didn't use the nine-section bamboo, but came up with the inner and outer mirror, which was just seeking death.
Because all the disciples of Jianzhu Sect know that Xu Lan'er has a high level of cultivation, but when it comes to instantaneous attack power, Zhou Baozhu is the rising star among the disciples of Jianzhu Sect!
At that moment, Zhou Baozhu was determined to win.
She stared closely at Jianchou's hand holding the inner and outer mirrors, and at the same time she stood up with the sword in her hand. Abundant spiritual power suddenly burst out from the ancestral orifice between her eyebrows, emitting bright light!
At the same time, she stepped forward and turned into countless afterimages, rushing towards Jianchou who was standing still!
The rotation speed of the fighting plate suddenly increased due to the injection of spiritual power, and it was dazzling.
There are more than ten Daozi seals on the Dou disk, which light up one by one starting from the first Daozi.
The sword in Zhou Baozhu's hand shone brightly, and it seemed to cover the entire sword-drawing platform, and also cover Jianchou's figure.
Jianchou didn't move.
Only the inside and outside mirror in her hand emitted a faint light.
However, such a stream of light is so insignificant under the dazzling purple light.
Some people below couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
Danger!
Jianchou slowly raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Baozhu who was getting closer and closer, but he was thinking about a question in his mind.
Will someone die
have no idea.
She only knew that if she didn't take action, the person who would die would not be Zhou Baozhu, but herself!
She has the Heavenly Plate; she has the Dao Seal; she also has the strength!
What other reason is there not to draw the sword and take action
She lowered her eyes slightly, and a blazing white light appeared under her feet.
A strong wind blew up, causing her clothes and hair to flutter.
A one-foot-long bowl spun out.
Zhou Baozhu is getting closer and closer.
In the purple light that covered everything, no one else could see, only she could see, that fighting plate!
The Kun lines are bright, following the most ancient mystery between heaven and earth, arranged on the Dou disk, radiating aura and extending out...
The whole bowl is lit!
Not a single Kun line is dark!
Zhou Baozhu was finally completely shocked.
However, no one would know her shock.
All people could see was the purple light covering everything. Their eldest senior sister from Yashan seemed like a helpless and powerless boat, drifting in the strong wind and huge waves.
A Daozi.
It lit up on the fighting plate, moved closer to Jianchou's feet, and then disappeared.
The second Daozi.
The third Daozi.
…
A streak of light flashed by, and then a Daozi lit up.
This is clearly a reaction only a beginner would have.
If the person casting the spell had already mastered the Dao Seal, as easy as using one's arm to move it, the entire Dao Seal should have appeared the moment the fighting plate appeared!
Zhou Baozhu's initial shock finally subsided a little, and the surging purple light finally slashed down!
Jianzhu Sect, Lanyuan strikes!
Jianchou sighed.
Next time when she has studied the Dao Seal well, she will try to perform it with her hands.
Now...
She didn't dare to take the risk. If she failed to perform the Taoist seal with her palm at this juncture, she would not only lose face, but also the face of the entire Yashan.
As this thought flashed through his mind, Jianchou suddenly raised his leg, facing the surging purple light, facing Zhou Baozhu's sword, facing the attack of Lan Yuan of the Jianzhu School, and kicked out with a loud bang!
Hit it!
A huge shadow appeared the moment Jianchou raised his leg!
The phantom and the purple light converge together!
The moment it appeared, it forced back the purple light, and Jianchou's figure finally appeared in front of everyone!
Of course, everyone also saw Jianchou's expression clearly.
Just kick it over like that!
Phantom and purple light!
The originally huge impact did not last long.
"puff."
The sound was as gentle as the bursting of bubbles on the water surface.
The monstrous purple light seemed to be vulnerable and was shattered the moment of impact!
Zhou Baozhu's sword couldn't even get close to Jianchou's body before he was hit by the phantom in mid-air!
She only felt a huge force attacking her internal organs. The spiritual energy in her meridians seemed to have lost its resistance the moment the shadow passed through her body, and it rushed through her meridians!
"Puff" a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Zhou Baozhu no longer had the strength to hold the sword.
With a clang, the sword fell to the ground.
However, Zhou Baozhu herself was carried by the phantom and thrown out of the sword-drawing platform, landing heavily on the edge of Lingzhaoding!
After defeating Zhou Baozhu, the phantom did not stop, but went straight forward and slammed into the clouds not far away, creating a layer of strangely shaped holes. It went very far before it stopped due to exhaustion.
The power of one blow is so terrifying!
The entire Lingzhao Peak was filled with silence.
Now, there is only the figure of Jianchou standing on the sword-drawing platform, with his feet on the sword-drawing platform, and his sword fluttering in the wind!
After a long while, two exclamations were heard from the cliff one after another.
"Senior Sister Zhou!"
It was the other two female cultivators from the Jianzhu Sect. They flew up one after another and rushed towards Zhou Baozhu who was about to fall off the Lingzhao Peak!
On the mountain wall, Chen Jiu and others were completely stunned.
So violent!
Crazy...
This is crazy!
Jiang He had felt the "charm" of the blow that broke through the Sutra Library before. Now he felt it again, and his scalp tingled. He cried out in tears: "It was really the leg..."
Sword fanatic Kou Qianzhi could not help himself and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
His hand slowly pressed down the long sword at his waist that seemed to be struggling to come out.
Chen Weishan's eyes were also blank, staring at the plain figure on the sword-drawing platform, and he only felt that the sky was clear and the air was fresh.
"So he ran away just because he didn't agree with anything..."
Chen Jiu was already in shock, and now he was so frightened by his words that he almost fell off the cliff.
Like them, everyone in Yashan who witnessed this scene was extremely shocked.
The battle process was too short, but too amazing!
One hit against one hit!
One win and one loss!
Unlike everyone else, Qu Zhengfeng did not speak. His eyes swept over Zheng Yao and Fu Daoshanren who were standing in front of him.
These two people actually still maintained the posture of watching the battle, staring blankly at Jianchou on the sword-drawing platform, as if they had fallen into a permanent state of speechlessness.
This scene is a little strange.
Qu Zhengfeng followed their gaze and saw that the speed of the fighting plate under Jianchou's feet on the sword-drawing platform had finally slowed down. The light also gradually dimmed and slowly disappeared into the hard stone of the sword-drawing platform.
"Heavenly Plate..."
The slightly trembling voice revealed Qu Zhengfeng's rare emotions.