Silent all night.

Early the next morning, before dawn, there was a faint crowing of cocks, and Chu Yunsheng heard the sound of a screeching sword resounding in the courtyard.

‌Opened her eyes, and took her time to put on the new dress prepared by the maid yesterday. She didn't have any resistance or embarrassment about dressing up as a woman, and her mentality was extremely natural and magnanimous.

Pulling his hair and pushing the door, Chu Yunsheng stood in the hand porch, and saw Xie Chengyun wearing a neat bunt Tsing Yi on the martial arts field opened by a huge boulder by the lotus pond, practicing his sword.

I didn't practice any absolute swords, and didn't spread the true spirit, just doing some basic sword moves in a simple way, repeating it over and over again.

But although this sword move is simple, it can be performed by Xie Chengyun, but it seems to be unusual.

The slashing force is like a dragon, it weighs more than a thousand ounces, the slashing and stabbing are like thunder, the killing intent is concise, the hanging and flirting are like a thread, the mystery is hidden inside, the cutting spirit is like an eagle, and the movement and stillness are broken.

The bright, clean and narrow sword ‌ cold light flowing, cutting off the broken leaves, seems to contain a wonderful rhyme, vague and indistinguishable, but beautiful.

The sword and the sword are natural, as if they are one body. When the sword moves, there is wind.

After pouring a basin of water, Chu Yunsheng was enjoying the sword dance while washing in the corridor.

‌Last night before going to sleep, he thought about the weapons he should use, thinking about swords, guns and sticks, and even some rare Qimen swords, but Chu Yunsheng practiced swords when he was cultivating immortals. The resulting kendo is too upright and unsuitable for changing the Taoist scriptures, and Qimen is too biased, with little atmosphere, and it is not enough to carry and transform into the yin and yang vertical and horizontal palms that are further understood.

‌After thinking about it, maybe only the knife can be tried.

Although there is no spiritual energy or supernatural power in this world, the principles of swords and swords have many things in common.

Chu Yunsheng looked at Xie Chengyun's sword attentively, and grabbed some swords that he had seen in his memory, and his heart was faintly touched.

gradually.

The courtyard wall cut out light and shadow, and a line of orange-red and golden morning light jumped out. The mighty rays of light radiate in all directions, covering the sky with clouds, penetrating the narrow tree gaps, and spilling into the courtyard inch by inch, dispelling the fog and brightening the earth.

The sword swiped, and a thin piece of light was cut off by the blade. With a soft sound of clang, Xie Chengyun retracted his sword and returned it to its sheath.

With fine beads of sweat rolling on his forehead, he glanced around the courtyard, paused on the sound of Chu Yun, then turned and walked into the main room.

After a moment, Xie Chengyun felt refreshed, changed into the pure and elegant white robe he used to wear, and came to Chu Yunsheng with a box in his hand.

"One of these two swords is sunless and the other is moonless. The former chooses yin iron and is forged in the land of extreme yang on the day of extreme yang, while the other chooses yang water and casts it in the place of extreme yin on the day of extreme yin. ‌, contains the energy of yin and yang transformation, and ranks seventy-two in the weapon spectrum of Jianghu. It can be used temporarily until you find a weapon in your hand."

Xie Chengyun said lightly with a voice like a jade stone hitting each other.

Chu Yunsheng wiped his hands, opened the box, and saw that there were two short knives inside, one dark silver and one dark black, vaguely feeling the icy cold and hot breath hitting his face.

These two short knives are exactly the same in shape, with a wide blade surface, and they are in one place, like an incomplete Tai Chi, with an extraordinary breath.

Even though Chu Yunsheng didn't know much about the ranking of the so-called weapon spectrum, he had to praise him, "Good sword."

Hearing this, Xie Chengyun smiled: "I took it from the Xie family's treasury, if you like it, you don't have to return it."

When these words fell, Chu Yunsheng saw that the old servant Fu Bo, who had just returned from the outside, appeared in the courtyard with a pause, and quickly lowered his head, unable to hide the grief on his face, and glanced at Xie Chengyun, as if I'm looking at a faint-hearted monarch who has been mistaken by beauty.

Xie Chengyun didn't see it, and continued: "Today is the day of the Seven Great Martial Arts Halls in Shangjing. I have accepted the invitation and will go to watch the battle. You make a slight disguise on your current face, and I will go with you. "

Xie Chengyun was the 37th on the White Dragon List in the first battle of the rivers and lakes. Now that he has been there for six years, the number of shots he has made is very small, but he still climbs to the thirteenth.

With such a ranking of the White Dragons, Xie Chengyun is enough to be a famous hero, and those famous people from all corners of the world watching the battle together refer to some martial arts competitions with gods.

There was no sound left or right, Chu Yun responded, picked up the two knives, put them in the vacant scabbards in the box, and then hung them on the left and right waists respectively.

After explaining the weapons and going out, the two of them had a light breakfast in the courtyard, and they practiced their exercises and meditated for a while.

As the capital of the Great Xia Dynasty, Shangjing was neither prosperous nor lively.

As a first-class family with three half-step Youxian, the Xie family's ancestral home is in Ning, Bingzhou, and it can be called a giant in control of Ning. The mansion located in Shangjing is also located in the indescribably expensive Dongcheng, surrounded by dignitaries and dignitaries, like clouds.

And in such a place where nobility haunts, the roads are extraordinarily wide.

There are two main streets in the north and south of Dongcheng, more than 50 feet wide. If the shops on both sides of the street want to communicate with each other, they need to shout loudly in order to hear it.

The vendors on both sides are densely packed, and there are hundreds of people passing by. They can walk around at will, but there is still room for several carriages to keep pace with each other, and a team of light horses gallops.

From the quiet house in the middle of the noise, to the street full of people, you can see the style of Shangjing, the arrogance of the capital and the grandeur of the Central Plains.

When you leave the East City and enter the West City boundary, you will rarely see the rich and powerful sons in fine clothes. Most of them are warriors in strong suits, either with swords or carrying swords, with vigorous vitality and high spirits. Streets and alleys are crowded with martial arts halls and flags flying.

When there were idlers in the rivers and lakes, when they were bored, they counted the martial arts halls in the west city of Shangjing one by one, and they came to a large number of 358 rooms, which is really shocking.

The style of Chongwu in Shangjing is also evident.

And in such an atmosphere, it is not uncommon to see the seven major martial arts halls sparring with each other.

When Chu Yunsheng and Xie Chengyun arrived at the performance field of the Chongzhen Martial Arts Hall, the surrounding high platforms were already crowded with people, bustling and crowded with people of all ages, men and women.

Under the high stage, the seven martial arts halls have arrived, looking at each other and fighting each other.

In addition to the people in the martial arts hall, this martial arts is also open to the majority of martial arts practitioners. Anyone under the age of 30 who is in the realm of the spirit can participate, so there are many people who are eager to try it.

On the edge of the martial arts field, there was another platform in front of a circle of high platforms, on which were placed eight Taishi chairs, with a table and a cup of tea.

At this time, there were five people sitting on these eight chairs, and three of them were quite old.

In this kind of competition with the spirit realm, the real Dingdan powerhouse does not come to participate in the competition. The Dingdan realm contains two heavens, and the Dingdan realm looks like a child learning to walk. It is not very interesting. spectating or pointing.

As for the other two, Xie Chengyun was of the same age, one with a square face, holding a folding fan, dressed as an elegant scholar, the other with loose hair, wearing a black suit and carrying an epee, all of them were very imposing.

"The eighteenth on the White Dragon List, Fang Wenmin, the 'Jade Fan Tanhua', the direct descendant of Taiyi Dao Palace, the first of the four views in the world. The twenty-first, 'Jian Duan Canglan' Li Ming, a disciple of the famous Shushan Sword Sect."

Xie Chengyun said in a succinct and low voice, and led Chu Yunsheng to dismount to the high platform.

"Thank you brother!"

Seeing Xie Chengyun's arrival, all five people on the high platform stood up, Fang Wenmin and Xie Chengyun were acquaintances, he waved his fan, and smiled: "I heard Mr. Chai talk about the military invitation to you this time. Come on, I still don’t believe it. Last month, you were still in Miaojiang, the master of the three major Miao villages in the South Hudao, but you have returned to Shangjing in the blink of an eye.”

"If I go to war, I have to exchange injuries for injuries, and I have to rest for a long time. It's better for you. You rush back to Beijing all the way, and you still have the heart to watch the martial arts. It's really incomparable."

Xie Chengyun saw the ceremony one by one, and smiled: "Brother Fang's words can break me, but it's not that you don't care, my merit is good, and you are good at group battles."

"Don't stand and get tired, sit, all sit."

An old man who was half-stepped pointed to the chair and said with a smile: "Xie Shaoxia left the capital for a few years, and he hasn't returned. I regret that I haven't seen each other again. I can see you today. He is really a young talent, and he is truly outstanding."

"Hey, Lao Feng, why are you just regretful? When Xie Shaoxia was on the White Dragon List at the age of fourteen, you saw it at a glance, but you cried and grabbed the ground for a long time. Don't do anything else, it's your pride in the past. , I don't want to join Xie's family to be an enlightened martial artist, and I made a mistake and took the opportunity to become a Bailongbang teacher, but I regret it!"

A white-bearded old man in the chair on the left had a face like Maitreya, and laughed and sneered.

Feng Lao scolded: "Fuck you old head! If you put this on you, don't you regret it?"

Several people laughed and scolded, and gradually became familiar with each other.

Xie Chengyun sat on the second chair on the right, and Chu Yunsheng stood there, deliberately weakening his sense of existence and making him inconspicuous.

But as soon as he stood still, Chu Yunsheng still received a deliberate look, and with a glance out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the person looking at him was the "Jian Duancang" on the 21st White Dragon List. Lan" Li Ming.

However, although Li Ming looked at it, he could not see the man's admiration or evil intentions for the woman, but he was a little puzzled.

However, the next moment, Li Ming turned his head to look at Xie Chengyun, and across from Fang Wenmin, he said, "Brother Xie, is this your new sword attendant?"

These words successfully attracted the attention of the high platform to Chu Yunsheng.

Chu Yunsheng's expression remained unchanged, his head was slightly lowered, and his facial features were covered with a layer of makeup on the basis of the bone-shrinking technique. Ji Ling's appearance was not very similar, less bright and dazzling, more elegant and dignified. The aqua green dress on the previous one is extraordinarily demure and elegant, and the witch Ji Ling looks like two different people. Naturally, Chu Yunsheng himself couldn't get along.

"Swordsman?"

Fang Wenmin was also stunned for a moment, then said in shock, "Brother Xie, could it be that your sword is about to enter the realm of no sword and no self?"

A sword attendant, as the name implies, is a person who holds a sword.

Ordinary swordsmen regard a sword as life, and they cannot easily leave their hands. However, if the sword has reached the realm of perfection, and has entered the realm of realizing the truth of swordsmanship without a sword and no self, they often leave the sword temporarily, and this is the case. When the time comes, you need a sword-holding sword attendant who is always on the side of the ‌. When you use a sword, you will serve it, and when you don't use it, you will forget it.

Xie Chengyun suddenly followed another person next to him. If it was said to be a maid, it should not be in the dark. If it was said to be a guard, but his cultivation was too low, the only explanation was the sword servant.

"Xie Shaoxia wants to enter without sword and without me?"

The other three elders were also shocked.

No sword and no self can usually be understood only in the alchemy realm, and Xie Chengyun is only in the realm of containing the gods.

Under the shocked and stunned eyes, Xie Chengyun shook his head and smiled, and said, "I have only a little understanding, it is still far away from the realm of no sword and no self. Xun Chuchu is a sword servant, but just happens to have eyes. Fate, just be prepared."

Everyone understands it, but a little bit of understanding is a humble word.

Feng Lao sighed: "Young genius."

Fang Wenmin smiled bitterly and said, "You are only five places apart on the White Dragon Ranking. Why does it seem like a world apart, it's despairing."

"Martial arts should never be slack off," Li Ming glanced at Fang Wenmin. "Since you arrived in Shangjing, you have been sleeping on the flowers and willows every day, reciting poems and writing poems. You haven't practiced martial arts well for many days. It's natural to be inferior to Brother Xie."

Fang Wenmin's face was slightly red, and he shook his fan awkwardly: "Brother Li, with so many people, can you save me some face?"

Li Ming ignored him, looked at Xie Chengyun, and said again: "You want to enter without a sword and without me, how do you want to sharpen your sword? If you don't have a good son, this time is over, you might as well come back to me. The sect went on a journey and visited the teacher."

Fang Wenmin nodded his head and agreed, "Shushan Sword Sect is one of the two holy places of kendo in the world. It holds the swords of the Wan family, and has the marks of heaven and earth. There are kendo stones for the disciples to sharpen. Brother Xie went to visit. , even if you can't get the opportunity to sharpen the sword and kendo stone, there are also countless kendo experts who can learn from each other, which can definitely help you."

"Shushan Sword Sect, except for the Zhen Sect, has no other sects and families. When Brother Xie arrives, the kendo stone sharpening sword is also a must." Li Ming said.

After listening to the words of the two, Xie Chengyun sighed with a smile, and said, "Brother Li's kindness is my heart. It's just that I have decided to open the sword platform on the third day of next month, and ask the world of swords. It must be enough."

Several people on the stage were stunned.

Kaijiantai, this is more than enough, it is simply outrageous. For thirty years, no one has ever opened a sword platform, which is dangerous and terrifying. Need to say more?

The high platform was silent, and even the lively martial arts field noticed the wrong atmosphere and gradually became quiet.

"Brother Xie, you are not such a arrogant person, why bother..."

Fang Wenmin hesitated to speak.

Xie Chengyun raised his hand: "I have made up my mind, you don't need to persuade you. Today is the master of martial arts in the seven martial arts halls. If I take the lead from the guest, Xie will be ashamed."

The crowd sighed and said nothing.

At this time, the two most important Taishi chairs also welcomed their owners. They are a middle-aged swordsman who is half-stepped, and the eleventh white dragon list, "Dragon Spear". Fish Dan.

Being ranked 11th on the White Dragon Ranking as a scattered cultivator in Jianghu, Yu Dan's talent is certainly not to be underestimated. Traveled around the rivers and lakes for many years, but he was a lonely person and liked to live in isolation. This is the first time in Beijing, Xie Chengyun and others are not familiar with them, so I didn't talk much about them.

Chu Yunsheng was a little puzzled that this lonely martial artist came to participate in this kind of fun. But after a few glances, I didn't see anything.

Soon, the owner of the Chongwu Pavilion walked to the center of the martial arts arena. He was very angry and his voice was loud. He introduced the eight people on the high platform, and announced the beginning of the martial arts.

As soon as the owner of the pavilion finished speaking, two people jumped into the arena.

"Shangjing Yangweiwu Pavilion 'Tiange Nine Swords' Pei Jing, please enlighten me!"

"Qingzhou 'Flying Snow Palm' Lu Yuanbai is coming to fight!"

One is a determined young man with a sword in his hand, and the other is a young knight with jade-white palms. Both of them were in the middle stage of Hanshen, they announced their names loudly, saluted, and quickly fought together with a sword and a palm.

The sword qi and the palm wind staggered, one hot and one cold two strands of true qi oscillates.

One side of the sword is majestic, opening and closing, but it is thick and thin, and its vertical and horizontal are unmatched. One side patted his palms lightly, soft like running water, but heavy, boulders, and powerful.

The characters of both sides also have their own characteristics. The shadows are flying in the air, and they are chic and elegant, which satisfies everyone's imagination of Jianghu knights.

There were cheers and shouts all around, and there were casual women from Shangjing holding up fragrant handkerchiefs and silk flowers, secretly sending autumn waves and admiring them coquettishly.

Chu Yunsheng looked up, counting the flaws of the two, one by two, and a meticulous and exciting battle evolved in his mind.

In the end, Pei Jing of Yangwei Wuguan won the battle, and the eight people on the high platform briefly commented and then started the second battle.

After several consecutive games like this, the faces of the eight people were more or less tired.

It wasn't that the eight people were really tired from sitting for such a long time. After all, it was nothing if they sat like this for a day and a night. But this kind of competition, the level really can't be called very high. The first few games were fresh, and it became more and more boring. After a few games in a row, there are many swordsmen, and there are some who are in the gods, but There is not a single one who has touched the threshold of kendo perfection.

Looking at it, it is indeed a bit boring.

At noon, the crowd ate their meals, rested for a while, and then Wu Pian continued.

The sun slanted, and cicadas sounded everywhere.

In this summer noon, under the grass shed, the breeze is gentle, and feel lazy and lethargic.

As a person in the Chong  Martial Arts Hall, Chu Yunsheng also got a seat. Sitting in Xie Chengyun   , he felt a little sleepy.

However, sitting like this, Chu Yunsheng's stomach suddenly felt a little bloated.

 looked at the fierce fighting in the martial arts arena, sweating like rain, and said to Xie Chengyun's voice transmission, he got up and got off the high platform and went to the thatched hut.

Leaving the martial arts field and turning into the courtyard of the Chongwu Hall, the noise was instantly gone.

Everyone in the martial arts hall went to the martial arts field to compete and watch the battle. The courtyard was quiet and no one was there. Chu Yunsheng observed the layout of the house, looking for the location of the thatched hut.

After a while, Chu Yunsheng smelled a slightly pungent smell, and after walking a few steps, he was about to circle an old locust tree and come to the front of the thatched hut.

But at this moment, a black corner of the clothes hung down from the locust tree and suddenly appeared in Chu Yunsheng's eyes.

The strange infuriating infuriating qi that was concealed and howled with shrill wailing flowed out in an instant, and the woman in black clothes and purple lips jumped down from the tree.

She stopped in front of Chu Yunsheng, glanced up and down at Chu Yunsheng, and smiled coldly: "Ji Ling, I've been waiting for you here for two hours, and you're not stupid enough to come looking for it. The dignified saintess of the Nine Immortals Palace have shamelessly become Xie Chengyun's servants, which is really pitiful and ridiculous."

Chu Yunsheng's hand had already pressed on the left and right knife handles, but he did not draw the knife.

‌'s true energy, ‌ Ji Ling's paths are different, once he starts, his  ‌ will be exposed.

 didn't care about the sarcasm in the woman's words, just raised his eyes to look at the locust tree in front of him, the row of thatched huts next to him, and then quietly closed his breath, Fang sincerely sighed: "I admire it."

Isn't it worthy of admiration to be able to wait for someone by the thatched hut for two hours at noon in the midsummer?

This guy is absolutely cruel.

The black-clothed woman didn't know why, so she frowned and said impatiently, "Stop talking nonsense, where is the Emperor's Sword? Bring it to me. Since you can't take it off immediately, you can hide on Xie Chengyun's side first, and the Emperor's Sword is from I'll send it back to the sect."

Chu Yunsheng didn't know what the Son of Heaven Sword was at all, but he speculated on Ji Ling's character very seriously, and came up with Ji Ling's possible reaction to this.

"dream."

He picked up the hair on the side of his face and twisted it on his fingers, Chu Yun raised his eyebrows and sneered, cursing like a coquettish anger: "The emperor's sword is given to you, and the credit is all yours, really think that I, Ji Ling, are stupid, okay? Bullying can't be done!"

The woman in black was not surprised by Ji Ling's refusal, and said coldly, "Then what do you think? The time limit is approaching. If you and I can't bring Tianzijian back on time, it will not end well."

"As soon as you left at this time, Xie Chengyun sensed it, and you were determined to chase and kill thousands of miles. The two old men of Dingdan were not near Shangjing. You and I can't win against Xie Chengyun together. My Son of Heaven Sword, let me go back to my life first, what do you think?"

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It seemed that capturing the Sword of the Son of Heaven was a task that Jiu Immortal Palace had given to Ji Ling, the woman in black.

The old man who followed was only half-stepped, proving that the task was not difficult, at least on the surface. Moreover, the woman in black is sure that Xie Chengyun's Xie family has caught Ji Ling, and he will never be able to find the emperor's sword. Otherwise, he will not ask for it directly, but worry about it first.

Chu Yunsheng looked arrogant, snorted coldly, and said: "Within a month, I will take off my own and leave Shangjing. The sword of the Son of Heaven is in my hands, and I will present it to the sect, and I don't need you to replace me. arrange."

The woman in black frowned.

She was deeply rooted in Ji Ling's conceit and stubbornness, her eyes rolled, and she thought of giving up temporarily and leaving until Ji Ling was about to die before taking the sword.

Thinking like this, she glared at Chu Yunsheng again, and was about to fly away on her toes.

At this time, a sword light suddenly appeared, as bright and clean as snow on the eaves, and as cold as the wind.

The sound of the sword broke.

The body protection of the black-clothed woman is fragile like thin paper, and it collapses when stabbed.

She groaned suddenly, her body froze, her eyes solidified, a line of blood between her brows and her throat split, and she fell to the ground in an instant, her qi dissipating.

Chu Yunsheng turned his head, and saw the white clothes fluttering at the corner of the corridor, Xie Chengyun walked over with his sword in hand, with a bright smile: "Chu Chu is a real person, as his name suggests, but his brows are cold, and he is still charming."

Chu Yunsheng: "..."

No, why, suddenly wanted to change to the next world life immediately.

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