call out!
When they were about to cross the border, the huge black battleship of the Bai family overtook them, and the battleship swung into the air, blocking Xiao Chen's way arrogantly.
Shen Manjun walked out of the cabin, looked at the Bai family's battleship ahead, and asked doubtfully: "Jiang Chi, what's going on?"
"I don't know. The Bai family people stopped us without saying anything."
Seeing Shen Manjun walking out, Jiang Chi calmed down for a moment. How could he say that the other party was a semi-saint level figure. As long as the head of the Bai family doesn't come, it won't be that simple for others to stop them.
"Don't be nervous, everyone. I'm Bai Feng, the current head of the Bai family. I just want to meet the white-robed swordsman you call me."
On the bow of the ship, a middle-aged man appeared, wearing a light blue robe. He was like an unsheathed sword, with a sharp edge.
As soon as he appeared, everyone in the Tiandao Pavilion felt a huge pressure. Looking down, the other party's eyes looked like a sharp long knife hanging above everyone's heads.
Sword Saint! The sage among swords, only the martial saint who understands the meaning of the sword to the extreme can be called the sword saint. Ordinary martial saints are no match for them.
A Sword Saint can easily fight against ten Martial Saints with the same level of cultivation. Bai Feng, the head of the Bai family, is such a person.
Bai Feng smiled faintly and said: "I remember I handed over the name card, but the little brother seemed to look down on me, so he could only adopt such a presumptuous method."
Xiao Chen looked at the other person, with a sense of yearning in his heart. He was the sage in the sword. He didn't know when he would reach such a state.
After calming down, Xiao Chen took a step forward and said, "I wonder what senior wants from me?"
Bai Feng smiled and said, "It's inconvenient to talk when you're up here."
"Senior Brother Xiao Chen, don't go up, they must have bad intentions." Yun Kexin said from behind. Liu Suifeng and others did not speak, but the meaning in their eyes was the same.
Xiao Chen said softly: "It's okay. With his status, he won't take action against a junior like me. Everyone in the world will laugh at him."
call out!
After finishing speaking, Xiao Chen stepped on the Bai family's black battleship with a tap of his toes, and stood opposite Bai Feng, looking directly at him without any fear.
Bai Feng smiled softly and said: "Young man, I have some courage. Let me get straight to the point. Where did you learn the Four Seasons Sword Technique? This is related to the foundation of my Bai family. I must clarify it."
Xiao Chen had already expected that the other party would say this, and replied: "In the desolate tower, I once met senior Baishuihe, and he taught me these Four Seasons Sword Techniques. But don't worry, I have sworn on my inner demon, The Four Seasons Knife Technique will never be worn outside."
Bai Feng showed a true expression on his face and said: "It's exactly as I expected. I have a gracious request, little brother, can you write down your experience and the secrets of the Four Seasons Sword Techniques you have learned? Give me one."
Xiao Chen said simply: "Okay."
Bai Feng was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Xiao Chen to be so simple and agreed to his request without any bargaining.
To know the secret book that the other party will write down is immeasurable. For thousands of years, the Bai family has studied the path left by Baishui River in the Four Seasons Sword Art.
If there is one more door, the number of descendants of the Bai family who can learn the Four Seasons Sword Techniques will definitely increase greatly in the future.
As a result, Bai Feng felt a little embarrassed and said: "Little brother, don't you have any requirements?"
"No need. The Four Seasons Sword Technique belongs to your Bai family. Since you asked for it, I will return it."
Xiao Chen looked indifferent and didn't say much. The white paper floated in front of him, and he concentrated on writing the Four Seasons Sword Techniques he had learned.
He is not afraid that people from the Bai family will learn his Four Seasons Sword Technique and threaten him. Only the Four Seasons Sword Technique that best suits the warrior's own artistic conception can it exert its most powerful power.
He can exert such power in the Four Seasons Sword Technique. If others practice according to his method, it would be good if they can have one-tenth of his power. The Bai family has simply gone the wrong way.
That being the case, it didn't matter if he gave it. In front of a Sword Saint, he actually didn't have much choice.
Thousands of meters above the Bai family warship, a small warship was hidden in the white clouds. Several elders of the Sima family on the bow looked at Xiao Chen and Bai Qi's actions with somewhat puzzled expressions.
"Great Elder, it seems that the Bai family and Xiao Chen have reached an agreement. I'm afraid we have no chance to take action at this time." An old man in gray robe said in a deep voice.
"If they enter the territory of Qin and we take action, it will cause some unnecessary trouble." Another person said.
The eldest elder of the Sima family pondered for a moment and then said: "Let's go back first. At this critical moment, I didn't expect that Bai Feng would ruin something big. But there are still half a year, so there are plenty of opportunities."
Without anyone noticing, the Sima family's small warship quietly turned back.
A quarter of an hour later, Bai Qi put away the secret book handed over by Xiao Chen, feeling a lot in his heart. It was hard to imagine that there could be such a talented person.
At the age of less than twenty-two, he has created such peerless martial arts. Compared with the sages of ancient times, he might as well give in.
"My little brother is so talented and generous, I admire him endlessly. If you can use a word from Mr. Bai in the future, it will be fine. The Bai family owes you a favor."
As the head of the Bai family, Bai Feng made a promise to Xiao Chen, which surprised Xiao Chen.
Without the obstruction of the Bai family, the journey went smoothly, and Xiao Chen and his party returned to Tiandao Pavilion three days later.
When the news that Xiao Chen won the championship spread, the entire Tiandao Pavilion immediately became excited, and each of the more than 5,000 inner disciples was extremely excited.
At the foot of Qingyun Peak, many disciples would be attracted every day to stay and stay. Without exception, they all hoped to switch to Qingyun Peak.
Without him, Xiao Chen's king-level true dragon's luck, Qingyun Peak in Tiandao Pavilion must have the most luck.
Luck is elusive, but its usefulness for warriors is sometimes more important than talent. Everyone wants to get a little more luck by taking advantage of it.
Xiao Chen left all these trivial matters to Liu Suifeng, while he and Liu Ruyue lived in a simple world of two people in the back mountain, enjoying rare leisure time.
A week later, as more and more warriors came back from Fenglong City, the roster of the True Dragon List became popular in every corner of Qin.
The news that Xiao Chen, a swordsman from the Qin State, won the championship in this tournament was widely known. The reputation of Tianjian Pavilion was rising, and there was an endless stream of people coming to become its disciples.
Even many people who were not swordsmen in the first place have started to practice swordsmanship again, hoping to join the Heavenly Sword Pavilion. Great Elder Jiang Chi was extremely busy every day, but the smile on his face never stopped for a moment.
The foundation of Tiandao Pavilion is not bad, but it has always lacked an opportunity. Now that Xiao Chen's reputation has attracted many disciples, the foundation will be more solid.
The luck brought by Xiao Chen will always have an invisible influence on Tiandao Pavilion. Within five hundred years, Tiandao Pavilion will continue to prosper and occupy a place in the great world.
The hustle and bustle outside did not affect Xiao Chen's state of mind. After spending half a month with Liu Ruyue, he started his hard training again.
There is still a long way to go. On the road of martial arts, he has just started. He must work harder and not relax even a little bit.
Especially after seeing Bai Feng, this feeling in my heart became even stronger. Only by becoming truly powerful can fate be firmly in one's hands.
If he had the choice, how could he hand over the sword skills he had learned? But in front of this absolutely powerful power, even the wisdom of heaven has no effect.
Phew!
The four high-grade spiritual stones in his hand shattered. Xiao Chen recovered from his practice. He looked at the spiritual stone in his hand that had exhausted its spiritual energy, shook his head slightly and threw it away.
After spending half a month thoroughly summarizing the battle experience gained in the competition, Xiao Chen spent all his time on cultivation.
Despite consuming ten high-grade spirit stones every day, his own cultivation progress is still extremely slow, and he is still far away from the bottleneck of the Half-Step Martial Emperor.
Xiao Chen asked Naojiao with some distress: "Aojiao, is there any way to help me reach the bottleneck of half-step Martial Emperor within half a year?"
Ao Jiao smiled softly and said, "I've waited for you to ask. There must be a way. It just depends on whether you dare to take the risk."