Ye Chen came to Cang Jian. Cang Jian's eyes still couldn't believe that he lost so fast and so miserably.
It's just a sword, this is really unacceptable for a person with innate sword bones and memories of previous lives.
Seeing Ye Chen, Cang Jian didn't dare to be confident in his eyes and turned into disappointment. He couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration in his heart, lowering his head in silence.
"It's okay if you lose." Ye Chen didn't speak to comfort Cang Jian. Hearing Ye Chen's words, Cang Jian raised his head and looked at Ye Chen suspiciously. Ye Chen continued: "If you lose, you can see yourself clearly. Now I have the ability."
Cangjian's eyes froze for a while, looking at Ye Chen as if he understood or did not understand, and still did not speak, Ye Chen said calmly: "As an innate sword bone, you also have the memories and skills of your previous life. Occupy a huge advantage, but your current achievements have not maximized your advantages. I don’t need to say anything about the reason for this."
"If you lose this battle, it doesn't mean anything. It can only be said to be a hurdle in your life. If you fall and cannot get up, no one will go back to help you." Ye Chen looked deeply at Cang. Jian, said: "You can reflect on yourself."
After Ye Chen finished speaking, he stopped paying attention to Cang Jian, turned around and left.
Cang Jian looked at Ye Chen's back with some sluggish eyes. After a while, there was a ray of light in his eyes, as if he understood the meaning of Ye Chen's words.
"Just leave him alone?" Fei Tianhu asked.
Ye Chen said: "He will understand it himself. If he still doesn't understand, then he can only say that his path of cultivation stops here."
Ye Chen left directly, Fei Tianhu and the others also shook their heads looking at the somewhat lost Cang Jian, couldn't help sighing, and left as well.
Zhao Tianjian, Xuanyuan, Xuanwu and others didn't comfort Cangjian, because with what Ye Chen said, they didn't need to say anything.
Many people who watched the excitement after slowing down, they also left with some regrets. It was a pity that they didn't see Dugu Jiujian using the second sword. It was a pity that the Blue Sword failed so quickly.
The original lively scene gradually became more and more deserted, and in the end only Cang Jian remained silent.
I don't know how long it took before Cang Jian raised his eyes and left without saying a word.
Since this battle, Cangjian seems to have disappeared. No one knows where he has gone, just like Huo Wutian, disappearing in the sea of people, and finally being gradually forgotten.
However, Ye Chen and the others knew very well that Cangjian would not erupt in silence but perish in silence after experiencing such a huge setback. There were only two ways.
They all believed that Cangjian chose the first path and broke out in silence. When Cangjian returns in the future, it will definitely shake the world and shock everyone.
Ye Chen came to Xiancheng alone. He walked into a restaurant, glanced in the restaurant, and his eyes fell on the Dugu Jiujian who was drinking alone in the corner.
The Dugu Nine Swords without fighting are low-key and can almost be ignored in the vast crowd, but the nine-handed swords behind him add a bit of color to him in the vast crowd. People pay attention.
Ye Chen walked to the wine table of Dugu Jiujian with a faint smile. Dugu Jiujian knew that someone was coming, but did not raise his head. Instead, he still drank himself and ignored Ye Chen.
"Brother Dugu, can I sit down?" Ye Chen asked politely.
Dugu Jiujian did not speak. Ye Chen smiled slightly. Silence represented acquiescence. He sat opposite to Dugu Jiujian, and then said to the restaurant's guy: "Pick up a few pots of good wine, and add some good tasting dishes. "
Ye Chen asked for wine and food, and the guy in the restaurant naturally didn't dare to delay, and brought two pots of wine and some braised pork as quickly as possible.
Ye Chen poured two glasses of wine, one was handed to Dugu Jiujian, one cup was held in his hand, and said: "Brother Dugu, thank you for your mercy today. I respect you for this glass."
Dugu Jiujian glanced at Ye Chen, did not drink the wine that Ye Chen had arrived, and poured a glass of wine by himself without responding to Ye Chen, so he drank it by himself. Ye Chen didn't mind, and drank all the wine in his hand. .
"Brother Dugu has a high level of kendo cultivation, which is admirable. Ye has also practiced kendo, but it is far behind Dugu brother." Ye Chen laughed somewhat self-deprecatingly after drinking a sip of wine.
Dugu Jiujian glanced at Ye Chen again, took a sip of wine, and finally said, "Your kendo is weaker than Cangjian. It is not worth my challenge."
Ye Chen smiled dumbly and said, "I'm not here to challenge Brother Dugu, I just want to make friends with Brother Dugu, that's all."
Dugu Jiujian said in a low voice: "I don't need friends, friends are just fetters. My friends are the nine swords on my back. They are more sincere than friends."
Ye Chen looked at the nine-handed sword on the back of Dugu Nine Swords. The scabbard and hilt of each sword are different, but the size and length of the sword are almost the same, but the sword is not out of the sheath, so it is difficult to see the quality of the sword. how is it.
However, from the perspective of Ye Chen's kendo training, these nine-handed swords are absolutely extraordinary. Although they are not out of the sheath, the momentum is difficult to conceal.
Ye Chen couldn't help thinking in his heart, what kind of ancient family did this nine-handed solitary sword come from
"Brother Dugu admires the sword's innocent heart, Ye Mou, but he is alive, if he doesn't have one or two friends drinking and chatting, it would be a bit boring." Ye Chen smiled slightly.
Dugu Jiujian said: "That's your idea. Since you have chosen the sword, you must be loyal to the sword, so that the sword will be loyal to people. If there is too much contact with Hongchen, then the loyalty to the sword will be reduced. Put all the experience on the sword, kendo cannot be accomplished."
Although Dugu Jiujian's statement is a bit extreme, it also has a certain truth. The practice of kendo must be integrated with the sword. You have me in you, and you are in me, and you are connected with each other, so that you can better grasp kendo.
However, if you say that you must have no friends to practice kendo, and you must be alone, Ye Chen would not agree with this, but he would not refute it.
Everyone's thoughts are different, and even if it is to refute, it doesn't make much sense.
"Brother Dugu said that although Ye Mou could not agree with him, he still admired him. Brother Dugu was able to cultivate to the level of Jianxin at this age. Only today, it is estimated that Brother Dugu will be alone." Ye Chen smiled.
Dugu Jiujian glanced at Ye Chen somewhat unexpectedly, and said, "Can you see my kendo cultivation skills?"
Ye Chen smiled and said: "The Cang Sword has reached the realm of human and sword integration. With the innate sword bone, it is impossible to defeat the Cang Sword without training to the realm of the sword heart."
When Dugu Jiujian heard this, the surprise in his heart disappeared. He felt that Ye Chen didn't see it, but inferred it based on the strength of Cangjian.
If a person whose kendo cultivation is not as good as Cangjian can see through his cultivation, it will really shock him.
Dugu Jiujian stood up and said lightly: "Maybe we will have a battle in the future."
Without waiting for Ye Chen to speak, Dugu Jiujian left.
Ye Chen watched as Dugu Jiujian walked out of the restaurant, with a wry smile on his mouth, he muttered to himself, "This guy is really a weird person, no, he is an idiot, he is absolutely obsessed with swords."
"Only Jianlun can cultivate kendo to this level," said the old man.
Ye Chen nodded in agreement, "It's not enough to have talent. Without the obsession and pursuit of swords, you can't comprehend the true meaning of swords."
After Ye Chen drank a pot of wine alone, he left the restaurant and returned to Sanqing Holy Land all the way out of Xiancheng.
After walking out of the fairy city for hundreds of miles, Ye Chen frowned suddenly, and his powerful sense of consciousness noticed that there were several auras nearby, and there was still this murderous intent faintly.
Ye Chen stopped, spreading the power of the soul, sweeping around, and then the hidden auras seemed to be aware of Ye Chen's detection of the power of the soul, and they burst out directly without hiding.
In an instant, four figures appeared and surrounded Ye Chen. The breath of these four people was very strong, especially the handsome young man in white clothes and the blond young man wearing golden feathers were particularly terrifying. Although the aura was strong, it didn't put pressure on Ye Chen.
Ye Chen glanced at the four young people in front of him. Judging from the clothes and appearance of these four people, Ye Chen immediately believed that they were from the monster clan. He sneered and said: "Do you know about these interceptions? ?"
"Ye Chen, you have eaten so many members of the Jinpeng clan, and today you should also defy the law." The blond young man wearing golden feathers said indifferently.
"It turns out that you are a member of the Jinpeng tribe. I didn't expect that in addition to Xiaopeng King, the Jinpeng tribe still has such a arrogant talent as you." Ye Chen smiled and looked at the white-clothed youth, and said: Then which race are you? of? "
"Nine-tailed white fox tribe." The white-clothed youth said with a calm expression.
"It is said that the nine-tailed white fox clan has nine lives, but as far as I know, not all members of the nine-tailed white fox clan are nine-tailed. If they can have eight tails, they are all extremely against the sky. Now, Baimei and Linghu are seven tails, how many tails are you?" Ye Chen said.
The white-clothed youth did not answer, but suddenly nine huge white furry tails rushed out behind him. Ye Chen saw the nine tails, his face changed slightly, and he was shocked and said: It turned out to be nine tails!
"Nine-tailed white foxes belong to the legendary existence of the nine-tailed white fox family. This bloodline inheritance is extremely rare. However, I am lucky to have nine-tailed." The white-clothed youth still said plainly.
Although the words were plain, they sounded proud and proud.