The one who came was Feng Xing Sheng. He was once the number one swordsman among the young people in the eighteen southern states in the Tianwu Territory. Although this title had long been overtaken by Xiao Chen. { learn www.o.cm}
But now that he has become famous, it is not surprising that a well-known rising swordsman in the Tianwu Territory can meet him here.
Feng Xingsheng walked over quickly and laughed: "I knew, Brother Xiao, you would definitely come. Others say you are not a swordsman, so you will definitely come here to prove yourself."
Xiao Chen was confused by the incoherent words and asked, "Brother Feng, where do you get this from? Why should I prove myself?"
This time, Feng Xingsheng was surprised: "Didn't Brother Xiao Chen hear what the young master of Tianding City said?"
"What words?"
“Someone once asked him if he would invite Brother Xiao to the tea party, and he bluntly said no.
You are said to be famous and widely known, but you have no use of swords for a long time. The white-robed swordsman is just a name in vain. How can you be called a swordsman without a sword? Since you are not a swordsman, you will naturally not be invited. "
Xiao Chen was startled. It turned out that he had not received the invitation, and there was another reason why.
From this point of view, Yingqiong must have spent a lot of effort to get the invitation for herself.
Bai Lang, you should get to know this person, maybe he will be interesting.
After hearing this, Xiao Chen was not angry, but instead looked forward to this tea party.
"Brother Xiao, are you okay? Bai Lang is also a quick talker. It is inevitable that the Sword King's disciples will be a little arrogant."
Seeing that Xiao Chen was silent, it seemed that this was indeed the first time he heard this. Feng Xingsheng asked with some anxiety, fearing that the other party would be angry and really have a tea party.
Xiao Chen took out the invitation and said with a smile: "This is indeed the first time I have heard this, but I already have the invitation. If you don't mind, Brother Feng and I will go together."
Feng Xingsheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this: "Of course I won't mind. It is a blessing to attend this tea party with Brother Xiao."
There was an endless flow of people on the streets. Warriors dressed as swordsmen were walking towards Tianding Square in the city. At this moment, everyone in Tianding City was heading towards the same point.
The influence of the tea party can be seen at a glance.
The huge Tianding Square was decorated and filled with colorful flowers.
The crowds were surging, and the warriors from the main palace of the square city personally led the way and entertained them, making everything orderly and without any chaos.
On the square, there are many pavilions and rockery fountains. From time to time, three or two friends gather together, either sitting on the floor or gathering in the attic, drinking tea, discussing Taoism, and exchanging ideas. They carry swords and put them aside.
There are also merchants setting up stalls on the spot, selling all sword-related products, such as sword soul weapons, secret books, ores, and so on.
The whole scene was lively and full of laughter.
In Xiao Chen's heart, he couldn't help but admire Bailang a little. It was not easy to organize everything in an orderly manner for such a grand event.
"Brother Xiao, this is the outside of Tianding Square. It looks lively, but there are no experts. The real tea party is arranged in the center of the square. You can't enter without an invitation."
As Feng Xingsheng spoke, he summoned a maid and handed the invitation to the other party.
Xiao Chen followed suit and handed the invitation to the maid.
The pretty maid checked it over and said with a pleased smile: "Two distinguished guests, please come with me."
In the periphery, they walked around and passed through many heavily guarded checkpoints. After carefully checking the invitation several times, the two of them successfully entered the center of the square.
In that open area, on the high platform, eighteen stone pillars carved with ancient swordsmen stood straight into the sky, a hundred meters apart, standing in an arc and moon row.
It is said that these eighteen stone pillars were not carved by later generations, but the strange phenomena of heaven and earth produced by the eighteen sword kings after they ascended to the throne, which are the same as the Thunder Emperor Valley in the Sky Realm.
There are elegant wooden tables placed on the high platform, and the first guests are already ready.
There were not many people coming, only thirty or forty people, all of whom were of the younger generation and leading swordsmen, and their swordsmanship had reached an extremely high level.
Their eyes met one after another, and the swords were as real as their intentions. It was as if they could hear it in the air, and the sound of the swords connecting was crisp and clear.
There are eighteen stone pillars. Under the center stone pillar, there is a long wooden table. There is only one person. He is dressed in rich clothes, with a jade belt around his waist, inlaid with pearls and gems. There is a kind of innate nobility in his handsome appearance. gas.
I thought this person was Bai Lang, the Young Lord of Tianding City, but the seat next to him was empty, and the mysterious swordsman, Wen Ziran, did not show up.
After walking through a hundred steps, Xiao Chen and Feng Xingsheng climbed onto the high platform at the same time.
"We sincerely welcome the two young masters, Xiao Chen and Haotian Sect of the Full Moon Tower, to the tea party."
Under the high platform, a servant read out the identities of Xiao Chen and Feng Xingsheng based on the names on the invitation.
There was quite a commotion in all directions. Bai Lang raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiao Chen, but then left.
A handsome and well-behaved maid came forward, led Xiao Chen and Feng Xingsheng to a wooden table, and served them old and small fruits, exquisite snacks and fine tea.
Xiao Chen took the cup and took a sip, with a trace of satisfaction on his face.
Although he didn't know much about tea, he could feel the value of tea from the fragrance that filled his mouth and the coolness that spread throughout his body after the tea entered his body.
Looking at the spiritual fruit on the table, Xiao Chen was good at it. At a glance, he could tell that the medicine was no less than three thousand years old, so it was a real masterpiece.
"It's strange, it's strange, Young City Master, didn't you say that someone who has the name of a swordsman but no real swordsman, why did he come to this grand swordsman event that only happens once in ten years?"
As soon as Xiao Chen sat down, someone bold enough to do something bad immediately started a pretext.
This person's face was sickly pale, and his voice had a cold and lifeless tone. At first glance, he was a member of the ghost clan.
Feng Xingsheng frowned and explained: "This man's name is Jiang Chengzi. He is one of the few swordsmen in the ghost clan. He specializes in the way of the death sword. He is very good. He has already formed the prototype of the sword soul, and his sword intention is very exquisite."
Xiao Chen took a cursory glance and found that among the swordsmen he was working on, they had at least reached the Great Perfection of Sword Intent, and there were quite a few who had achieved 90% Sword Intent, but not many had formed the prototype of the Sword Soul.
Feng Xingsheng beside him was one, and Jiang Chengzi was the other one. Bai Lang on the stage, like himself, was deeply hidden, and outsiders could not detect their sword intent at all.
Bai Lang said calmly: "I gave him the invitation as a favor from a friend. What I said remains unchanged. A swordsman has no sword in his hand. No matter how famous his reputation is, it is just an appearance. He is not a swordsman."
Xiao Chen curled his lips, with a rather playful smile on his face. What he said was really direct, showing nobility, coldness and arrogance.
Holding down Feng Xingsheng who wanted to speak for himself, Xiao Chen smiled and didn't argue anything.
He came here just to see what opponents he would have in the Dao Zongbang after April. The opponents didn't want to see him, so he didn't have to argue hard.
When Jiang Chengzi heard this, he didn't say anything. He just looked at Xiao Chen, still looking rather unkind. He didn't know where Xiao Chen offended this swordsman of the ghost clan.
Bailang shook his glass and raised his glass to Feng Xingsheng and said: "Brother Feng has become famous at a young age. In his early years, he was even known as the best swordsman in the south among the young people in the Tianwu Territory. If you are willing to come here today, I will offer you a toast with tea instead of wine."
"Brother Bai, you're welcome."
Feng Xingsheng quickly spoke up.
Bailang continued: "Brother Jiang just now shared with you some of his experiences in practicing the Death Sword Technique. Now that Brother Feng is here, I would like to explain the Sword Technique he has learned to all of you."
The first process of a tea party is to talk about Taoism over tea, exchange experiences, and make progress together. Naturally, Feng Xingsheng would not refuse. He put down the tea cup and began to talk about the Wind Sword Tao that he had practiced.
“The wind ranges from violent and gentle to gentle and gentle, to warm spring breeze and bone-piercing cold wind.
Each different wind has many variations. You can focus on one point, take just one, and practice it to the peak, then you can be proud of everyone.
If you have a great talent and a great strategy, you can incorporate all the changing winds into your sword skills..."
Feng Xingsheng was not stingy when talking about his practice of the Wind Sword Way. He shared all his experiences and talked with great eloquence.
At the same time, he made his doubts and confusions public and sought answers.
During the lecture on swordsmanship, the atmosphere was good. From time to time, someone asked questions, or even had a flash of inspiration and put forward new insights. Bailang listened very seriously, and also expressed his own opinions on some of the puzzles raised by Feng Xingsheng.
Such an atmosphere made Xiao Chen unable to help but immerse himself in it and listen attentively.