Mountain stream.
There is a wall on the solitary peak, engraved with 1,360 sword drawings of an old man carrying a sword, covering a wide range of aspects, including advanced sword techniques and basic sword moves.
If you look closely, you can find that the original versions of the freehand sword paintings in Bai Jin's studio can be found here, and they are early copies.
Lu Bei didn't know much about painting, and he was improving his painting skills purely to have a common topic with Bai Jin so that they could conduct in-depth research in the future.
He only knew that when he raised his hand to touch the mural, his astonishing talent did not respond, and he was not destined to be here.
Zhan Mingxin stood far away, leaving enough space for him to display his skills. He also watched the two men fighting with swords at close range, taking this opportunity to seek an opportunity of his own.
"Junior brother, you cannot admit defeat after ten moves. You promised, and you can't go back on your word."
Before the fight began, Zhan Hongqu first bowed to the sword pictures on the wall, and at the same time reminded Lu Bei that the master was watching nearby and he must not go back on his word.
Lu Bei nodded repeatedly, waved his hand and took out the Suchen Sword, and said confidently: "Don't worry, Senior Sister Zhan, I will keep my word. The reason why I was able to impress Senior Sister Bai is because of the word integrity."
That’s it, Junior Sister Bai is blind!
Zhan Hongqu couldn't understand how such an outstanding person like Bai Jin could have made such a mistake and let Lu Bei succeed
Just as he was thinking about it, a golden light passed by him, and the wind that came a step late made his clothes rustle.
Lu Bei raised his hand to wipe the blood off the sword blade: "Sister Zhan, we'll start with ten moves. There are nine moves left. Be patient, it will be over soon."
Zhan Hongqu raised his hand and wiped it on his face, brushing away the blood from the sword marks, and urged: "Junior Brother Lu, these ten moves are meaningless to you and me. Move faster and don't waste too much time."
"Okay, I'll hurry up then."
Swish! Swish! Swish—
After the ninth move, Lu Bei stopped his momentum of attacking and slashing Hongqu, and stood in the air with the sword in his hand, his face looking extremely strange.
I actually got it!
[Forgetful Sword Intention Lv4 (1w/350w)]
Forgetting Love Sword Intention: Forgetting love does not mean being heartless, but being fair, a person with love is not trapped by love, and is as quiet as forgetting. Forgetting love, being detached from the world, reducing the risk of demonic possession by 50%, and increasing the lethality of sword moves by 300%.
He was in no hurry to merge the sword intent. He blinked and looked at Zhan Hongqu: "Senior Sister Zhan, I suddenly had some realizations and I'm going to go back to retreat. How about... do you want to do it another day?"
"Stop talking nonsense and come here quickly."
Zhan Hongqu gnashed his teeth and said the same thing: Bai Jin is such a good person, how could he be so blind!
"Alright, I will risk my life to accompany you today, and I won't stop until Senior Sister Zhan is satisfied."
It was indeed a bit inappropriate to fail twice in a row, but for the sake of experience and a favor, Lu Bei decided to endure it. He put away the Suchen Sword, and instead put his fingers together to form a sword, using the sword body to carry the sword intent. He took a step forward and came to Zhan Hongqu's body, his fingertips directly hitting his forehead, colliding with his sword intent at close range.
After ten moves, seeing Lu Bei finally getting serious, Zhan Hongqu secretly thought that this should have happened long ago. She also put her fingers together to form a sword, and the two of them fought in the air. There was no passionate sword energy, only the friction and collision of sword intent. In just a moment, there were dozens of rounds of exchanges.
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Beijun Mountain, Shijian Peak.
The stone path goes up the mountain, and there is a small pavilion hidden in the clouds, overlooking the beautiful mountains and rivers. If you listen carefully, you can hear the sound of disciples of Lingxiao Sword Sect dancing with swords.
Jing Ji, the elder of Tianjian Sect who had been busy for two days, invited Lin Buyan to meet here to collect a lot of intelligence and prepare a lot of bargaining chips for this negotiation, or compromise.
The Tianjian Sect hid a second portal and allowed Meng Buwei and four other great masters of the Refinement Realm to enter the secret realm to ambush and kill Bai Jin. They were definitely the ones in the wrong.
Therefore, Jing Ji took the initiative to attack. After Lin Buyan appeared, he put down the teacup in his hand and slammed the table: "Master Lin is so good. He ordered his disciples to spread false information at the trade conference, saying that my Tianjian Sect and Huangji Sect were secretly in collusion and jointly concealed the secret realm. What is his intention in framing me like this?"
The sound of the words was so loud and clear, coupled with Elder Jingji's furious anger, it made people feel timid.
Lin Buyan saw this and felt that Jing Ji was guilty and had no confidence. He sneered and said, "Elder Jing, don't talk nonsense. I have never asked my disciples to spread false information. I spread it myself without anyone else's word."
"What does Sect Leader Lin want to do? We, the monks of the Iron Sword Alliance, rise and fall together. The Tianjian Sect and the Lingxiao Sword Sect are one and the same. You won't gain any advantage by slandering the Tianjian Sect." Jing Ji became even angrier.
"My Lingxiao Sword Sect was wronged, and our disciples narrowly escaped death. How can we not retaliate?"
Lin Buyan questioned angrily, using his acting skills to the fullest. He raised his finger and pointed at Jing Ji, whose cultivation was far superior to his, spitting heavily, "Lin asks you, this Sword Cultivation Conference was hosted by Lingxiao Sword Sect. Why did the Sky Sword Sect conceal the second portal to the secret realm? Why did they allow Meng Buwei and others to enter the secret realm without authorization to ambush and kill the outstanding juniors in our sect? Why did they reveal the information about the portal to Huangji Sect, attracting the demon cultivators to enter the secret realm?"
"You're talking nonsense. The Tianjian Sect did not reveal the information about the secret realm to the Huangji Sect. No one would do such a stupid thing as cutting off their own hands and feet!" Jing Ji raised his voice. Because his voice was loud, it sounded very convincing.
"What a madman you are, Elder Jing! You didn't even mention a word about Meng Buwei and the others!"
Lin Buyan gritted his teeth in hatred, and was about to leave with a flick of his sleeves: "In that case, I will take my leave first. Although the scenery of Beijun Mountain is not as good as that of Bulao Mountain, it is also the best in Yuezhou. Elder Jing, you can enjoy it slowly and leave whenever you want. Forgive me for losing too much recently and feeling irritable. I won't see you off then."
"Why, Master Lin is at a loss for words?"
"Whatever you say, the Tianjian Sect is dishonest. I am ashamed to be in the same league with you."
As he spoke, Lin Buyan swung his sleeves again. Seeing that Jing Ji had no intention of stopping him, he shouted, "That's all I have to say. Do whatever you want!"
Seeing this, Jing Ji had no choice but to compromise first. He held the whining Lin Buyan and said, "Master Lin, you have misunderstood. It's not that I am keeping silent about it, but that Mei has a big plan. He obtained the second portal of the secret realm and secretly let Meng Buwei and others enter. I know nothing about it and I am too embarrassed to mention it."
"Haha, I believe it."
"Great, just believe it..."
"Pooh!"
Lin Buyan spat on the ground and said, "Go ahead and make up stories. If you dare to say it, I dare to believe it. Let me ask you, do you believe it?"
"Master Lin, please be polite. You are a modest gentleman."
"The outstanding disciples in the sect were almost wiped out. I can't even protect the younger generation. What's the point of being polite?"
The two of them were comparing their acting skills, and although they knew the truth, neither of them pointed it out.
The Tianjian Sect wanted to take back the Lingxiao Sword Sect, but they used too much force and used all kinds of shady and dirty tricks. It would have been fine if they had succeeded, after all, history books are written by the victors. But unfortunately, the conspiracy was exposed and they were caught red-handed, and the blame was thrown onto Mei Wangsu.
This was all an internal fight within the Lingxiao Sword Sect. The Tianjian Sect had always been fair and just, and had never deliberately suppressed one side and supported the other.
Lingxiao Sword Sect was unwilling to give up the management rights, and did not seek to be on an equal footing with Tianjian Sect, but only to seek an autonomous status. The gap in strength and power made Lin Buyan dare not push too hard, so he helped Tianjian Sect to glue back the half-fallen skin while they still had some face left.
If they really fell out, the internal war in the Lingxiao Sword Sect would start early, resulting in a tragedy with heavy casualties. The Tianjian Sect suppressed its fellow disciples, and after years of reputation management, it suffered a loss of half of its value overnight, and became disunited and unstable. This was also a tragedy.
Both parties tacitly agreed that neither wanted to see this result and were just waiting for the other party to compromise first.
Obviously, Lin Buyan has more bargaining chips and a tough attitude, standing firmly on the word "reason", so the only one who can compromise is Jing Ji.
Jing Ji said that compromise was possible, but Lin Buyan could not ask for too much. After all, Lingxiao Sword Sect was not a good thing, and many dark spots had been exposed in the secret realm.
"Come, Master Lin, have a cup of tea to moisten your throat. You just sprayed a lot."
Jing Ji chatted with Lin Buyan in the pavilion as if they were family, and filled a cup of tea with it: "This is a unique old tea, which is unique to Bulao Mountain. Even an elder like me can only get one or two ounces a year."
"One or two ounces is not less. As the Nine Swords, my status is half a level higher than yours. You can't even smell it." Lin Buyan picked up the teacup and took a sip leisurely.
There is a solitary tea tree in the Bulao Mountain Tea Garden. It is said that it was brought out from the wilderness by Qi Lijing. It was born and raised by nature. It is a top-notch spiritual root of heaven and earth. Because it is so exaggerated, there are all kinds of versions, and it is difficult to verify the truth. Later generations only know that it is of excellent quality and rare production. It is a very famous fairy tea in Wu Zhou. If it is transplanted to other places, it will not be able to cultivate the original taste even if it is nourished by spiritual energy.
There is a lack of sword intent.
Although there are many famous mountains in the world, there is only one Tianjian Peak. Without the Bulao Mountain, even the best fairy tea will become an ordinary product.
The two sipped their tea for a while, and Jing Ji slowly spoke up, praising, "Master Lin has great skills. People only know that Lingxiao Sword Sect has the third-generation disciple Bai Jin, who is outstanding in talent, but they don't know that Master Lin's beloved son is also not bad. A cultivator of the Great Perfection of Refining Void can be defeated with one sword in front of him. People like Meng Buwei are obviously one major realm ahead of him, but they have no advantages at all. They are not even worthy of sharpening swords for Master Lin's beloved son."
"Elder Jingji has misunderstood. This person is not your son, but another good-for-nothing." Lin Buyan replied calmly.
He had heard about the rumor that the eldest senior brother of Lingxiao Sword Sect challenged many heroes with his sword and was invincible in the secret realm. He had specially asked Bai Jin about this and got a clear answer.
The eldest brother is fishing, and a mysterious man disguises himself to build momentum for him.
Everyone saw it. It was not Lin Buyan who was targeting the junior fellow apprentice, but the junior fellow apprentice had ill intentions and was secretly plotting against the eldest senior apprentice.
What is creating momentum? It sounds nice to say that. If one's virtue is not in line with his position, there will be disaster. What good intentions can be put into praising the eldest brother highly? It is just to make him fall to his death.
He has such a murderous heart!
"His name is Lu Bei. He is the last of the third generation of disciples in Lingxiao Sword Sect and the disciple of the second generation disciple Mo Buxiu, right?" Jing Ji said with a smile.
"Oh, Elder Jing, has he found out everything?" Lin Buyan calmly picked up the teacup, blew away the hot air, and sipped it slowly.
"I'm not particularly clear, I just heard some rumors."
Jing Ji smiled even more, squinting his eyes and said, "As far as I know, this Ling Xiao Sword Sect disciple is very wild, playing both sides. Not only is he the leader of the Huangji Sect, but he is also the Purple Guard of the Xuanyin Division. He also has connections with the royal family and is the lover of the current princess."
Lin Buyan: (⊙﹃⊙)
What, what the hell