Lu Mingshu's realm stabilized, and the day of the Heavenly Clan battle was approaching.
It has been a month since Gao Xiang came to Bixi Valley again.
He broke through the Fusion Realm, ran over happily to show off, and was dumbfounded when he saw Lu Mingshu.
"You, you, you... have you already merged?"
Seeing his dumbfounded look, Lu Mingshu wanted to laugh: "Why, you are only allowed to break through, but I'm not allowed to break through?"
"Of course not, it's just too sudden, you didn't say it before..."
Lu Mingshu said: "I was also very sudden. Master also told me temporarily."
"That's right." Gao Xiang thought for a while, "Uncle Liu asked me if I would participate in the Tianmen Contest, and he definitely wanted you to participate."
"En." Lu Mingshu knew that Zhou Yinru would definitely participate this year, so he had this idea in his heart.
True disciples who fail to enter the top ten for three consecutive years will be removed from the list. Zhou Yinru didn't participate in the previous two years, so she will definitely participate this year, and must be in the top ten.
She firmly remembered the revenge of the past, and now it's time to get it back!
"It won't be long, how are you preparing?"
"That's it." Lu Mingshu was not very sure. In terms of survivability, she still has confidence in going to other worlds to fight from time to time. But the battle of Tianmen is not just a battle of strength.
For example, Zhou Yinru must be escorted by someone. Can she beat one, can she beat a group
The battle of Tianmen is a century-old tradition of Jiuyao Palace. If you do anything for a long time, there will be many unspoken rules. Even if she had Liu Jizhen tell the inside story, she couldn't predict what the people who manipulated this matter would do.
This matter can only be prepared as much as possible, and then adapt to the situation when the time comes.
The two talked for a while, and Gao Xiang went to tease Xiaodai again, but in the end Xiaodai got angry and threw him a butt and ran away.
"Master." Lu Mingshu walked into Tongtian Pavilion.
Liu Jizhen just finished a set of swordsmanship, and took the cloth towel she handed over to wipe off his sweat.
"Gao Xiang is gone?"
"Um."
Liu Jizhen drooled and said, "Although he has just made a breakthrough, his foundation is solid, and he should be no problem in the top ten."
Lu Mingshu didn't answer.
Liu Jizhen said again: "Come on, practice the sword technique just now."
What he practiced just now was the sword technique that Lu Mingshu learned from the stone walls of the Yaoxi Mountain Forest. Liu Jizhen guessed that it should be improved by Grandmaster Xiang during his travels away from the mountain, it is much better than the current swordsmanship of the Shengyang lineage, and made up for many shortcomings. After unraveling his heart knot, Liu Jizhen picked up the sword again, but without the help of profound strength, it only has its shape, which can only be regarded as strengthening the body.
Lu Mingshu took the sword, but was stunned for a moment: "Master, this sword..."
This sword was actually a high-grade profound weapon.
Liu Jizhen was the first disciple of the 15th generation of Jiuyao Palace back then. After entering the ecstasy state, he used a treasure treasured by Jiuyao Palace for many years. And when he abolished the meridian, the treasure was taken back.
Their master and apprentice are just two poor people right now, the four of them in Bixi Valley have to eat, and they have to grow vegetables and catch fish to make up for it, how can they have any money left? Even the lowest-quality low-grade Xuanbing, you can't buy it without a thousand taels. High-grade Xuanbing is no longer a matter of money, and often needs to provide raw materials by oneself, or exchange corresponding treasures.
Lu Mingshu was sure that the bucket of medicinal soup had exhausted his master's collection, so where did this mysterious weapon come from? If Master is asked to ask for help, she...
"As a teacher, I will give you the swordsmanship experience of the past to Uncle Yuwen. He reciprocated and gave me this sword." Liu Jizhen said it very casually, "You want to participate in the battle of Tianmen, it is suitable for you."
"Master..." Lu Mingshu's eyes became hot.
Liu Jizhen didn't give her time to be touched: "Aren't you going to practice your sword?"
"Yes."
After practicing a set of sword techniques, Lu Mingshu looked expectantly at Liu Jizhen, waiting for his evaluation.
Liu Jizhen contemplated, and slowly said: "You have practiced hard for many years, and this set of swordsmanship is already free and easy, but I always feel that there is something missing."
"Master, what is it?"
Liu Jizhen shook his head slowly: "As a teacher, I can't say it for a while, but I just think it should be more than that."
This set of swordsmanship is naturally much superior to the "Goddess Treading the Clouds Swordsmanship" handed down by Jiuyao Palace. However, Liu Jizhen always feels that if Grandmaster Xiang has changed it, it should not be limited to this level.
One must know that when Grandmaster Xiang drifted away, he had already accomplished a great deal of martial arts, and there was hardly any rival in the world. At that time, his vision, mentality, and attainments were only higher than those of Song Zushi in his later years.
It's a pity that his meridians have been abolished now, and his swordsmanship is only in shape, and it is difficult to explore the mystery.
"Let's talk about this later. The battle of Tianmen, as a teacher, there is only one thing to worry about now."
"Master, please tell me."
Liu Jizhen said: "The battle of Tianmen is not a battle of one person, but also a battle of power and background. I'm afraid that when the time comes, you will be under siege."
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In Qiongyu Palace, Zhou Yinru came in angrily, and threw the gift list on the table: "Sister, let the Jin family go!"
Zhou Miaoru glanced at her and said softly, "What is this for? If you have something to say, talk about it."
"Speak well? If I say it carefully, you even accepted the dowry!" Zhou Yinru is not going to put up with it when she can pretend normally, "Let me marry that trash, don't even think about it!"
Zhou Miaoru slowly ticked off the numbers on the ledger: "Then tell me, which one do you want to marry who is not trash?"
"I… "
Zhou Miaoru said unhurriedly: "Back then, we fell in love with An Tongchen from the Liulin lineage, but he didn't like you. Later, you fell in love with the grand elder's nephew of Yuan Xi, but the Yuan family objected. Next, we are going to marry the Marquis of Ningxiang, but you messed it up. And then..."
"Sister!" Zhou Yinru yelled, "Are you trying to anger me on purpose?"
Zhou Miaoru raised her head and smiled slightly: "Aren't what I said the truth?"
"You..." Zhou Yinru really didn't know how to evaluate her elder sister. Usually, her elder sister absolutely cared and cared for her. She would give her whatever she wanted, and help her settle down when she got into trouble. But sometimes, my sister can poke her sore spots and expose her scars without any scruples, without worrying about embarrassing her at all. Zhou Yinru even felt that her sister looked down on her at this time, and she was laughing at herself. However, in a blink of an eye, my sister will help her plan and run around for her, making her feel that it was all an illusion before.
For example, now, Zhou Yinru always feels that the smile in her sister's eyes is a mockery, which makes her very unhappy.
"Okay!" Zhou Miaoru stood up, pushed her to sit down, put her shoulders like this, and said with an affectionate gesture, "If you trust my sister, just listen to me."
See, like now.
But it was very effective for her. Zhou Yinru was appeased almost immediately, but her tone was still stiff and angry: "Say? What is there to say? Just that trash of the Jin family! Anyway, I won't go into them if I kill you." the door of the house."
Zhou Miaoru smiled lightly, her voice was cool: "Then, do you still want to marry?"