The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

Xu Ziqing withdrew his ear and looked up in the direction of Luchuan City.

He still rushes there first, and then communicates with his senior brother!

Luchuan City, Qiujian Guild Hall.

On the edge of the dojo, there are more than ten monks with sharp breaths sitting cross-legged, their eyes are not blinking, and they look into the dojo.

There, two monks were discussing.

If an ordinary person sees it, they can only see two flying silhouettes, like two different-colored rays of light, sometimes colliding, sometimes jiāo wrong.

The sound of "Qiangqiang" is incessant, like drizzle when it's dense, like drums when it's fast, and there are many sword lights shuffling around indefinitely. It can be seen that it is a very wonderful swordsmanship. They are testing each other and fighting each other. , jiāo flow.

Murder is not heavy.

After a few breaths, only a sharp sound was heard, and half of the blade was broken and fell out.

At the same time, the two figures were separated, one held a broken sword and smiled bitterly, while the other stood quietly without any waves.

On the edge of the dojo, bystanders also said:

"Yun Dao friendly swordsmanship!"

"This time, fellow Daoist Yun won again, I might as well wait!"

"Fellow Daoist Qin held on for five breaths, but one more breath than last time, but a lot of entry."

"It seems that we have to wait for Daoist friend Ji Wen to return before Daoist Yun can fight comfortably..."

Chapter 406: Luzhou City

I saw that the winner was dressed in white and was alone. At this time, he nodded slightly to the opponent, looked at the edge of the dojo, and said, "Come again."

Among the more than ten cultivators, another one stood up and flew over, replacing the previous loser and fighting against the man in white.

As usual, the sword light flickered, but after a few breaths, he was also defeated.

After many times, the young man in white has one sword and one sword, and it is actually a winning streak.

After all the comparison, the man in white put away his sword, turned around and walked back, also sitting in the middle of the crowd.

In that dojo, there were two other monks fighting, but it seemed that the swordsmanship of the two was equal, and compared to the battle just now, it was much more brilliant.

The rest of the cultivators were watching the battle, and some people were looking for the man in white to speak: "Fellow Daoist Yun, I was defeated by your sword just now, but I am a little unclear. Can you give me some pointers?"

The man in white said, "The sword points the crane's head."

The man heard it and said thoughtfully, "Is the crane head a weakness?"

The man in white nodded slightly: "There is a delay in turning the wrist when using the sword."

The man suddenly said, "That's it."

The other people heard it, but smiled and said, "I didn't notice it when I waited, and I might give it a try next time when I discuss with fellow Daoist He."

Then the person surnamed He also smiled: "He knows today, he must change it early, where is there any omission next time!"

When everyone said this, they all laughed.

Afterwards, the people either went to discuss each other separately, or they also asked the man in white about his own failures, and they wanted to talk about their own ways.

When it was in a good mood, someone suddenly strode up outside the hall. That person was very strong, and he appeared from a distance. He had already alarmed everyone, and they all looked back.

It was a handsome young man nine feet in length, with a strong back and a proud waist.

He was carrying a heavy sword, almost as tall as a man, and when he walked, he was very handsome, and he was really a very handsome and heroic man.

Seeing this person, a cultivator smiled and said, "Friend Ji Wen is here!"

The young man also clasped his fists: "Ji Wenjing has seen all the fellow Daoists." He looked at the man in white again and said, "Brother Yun."

The man in white also nodded slightly: "Brother Ji Wen."

Ji Wenjing is the direct descendant of the kendo clan who initiated the Sword Discourse Conference. His kendo cultivation base is extremely terrifying. Although his cultivation base is only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he has already grasped the spirit of the sword at a mere 400 years old. His skills are highly valued by the family - in the kendo clan, although the realm itself is important, the kendo cultivation is the most important.

This time at the Sword Discussion Conference, as an outstanding sword cultivator of the younger generation, he communicated with the elite sword cultivators who attended the conference.

And the eighteen Kendo clubs in Luchuan City were all managed by him.

Such a savvy sword cultivator, Ji Wenjing has his own arrogance, that is, he has no contempt for other sword cultivators. He himself is more devout to kendo, and his sword heart is indestructible.

But... After he sat down with his knees crossed, he looked at the man in white.

It is extraordinary to be greeted with such enthusiasm by him.

It is also a coincidence that before the Sword Discourse Conference is about to be held, Ji Wenjing has to arrange for many clubs to entertain the sword cultivators who have understood the meaning of the sword. As he was hurriedly walking down the street, he saw a young man in white walking by. For some reason, he noticed that the young man's body was full of determination, which was unforgettable.

It's just that he was busy with business, so he never got close.

Afterwards, after the Sword Discourse Conference started, Ji Wenjing did not take the initiative to participate because he was the host. When he was busy with his family affairs, he heard that there was a sword cultivator who went through 18 rounds in a row and was still challenging, and suddenly became curious.

It should be known that this Lun Family General Assembly is different from the usual competition. It is to imprison the cultivation base, and only rely on their own kendo cultivation base to learn from each other. Only in this way can one find out what Jian Xiu himself understands and comprehends the way of kendo, which is the most fair.

Eighteen rounds in a row... that can only be achieved after challenging hundreds of consecutive victories.

Such a person, how could he not meet him in person?

?

Later, when Ji Wenjing really went to meet him, he recognized that it was Jianxiu who he had been paying attention to before.

In this battle, the two were no different, and Ji Wenjing just realized that this person is not only similar in realm to him, but also in kendo cultivation, but he is more than a hundred years younger than him. .

Afterwards, Ji Wenjing invited people to stay at the family clubhouse, and asked them to be careful.

It was also at that time that he knew that this person's name was Yun Lie, but he was a disciple from the Wuling Mountain Region in the Zhoutian Xianzong of the First-Rank Immortal Sect.

After sitting down, Ji Wenjing smiled and said, "I'm late again today, please forgive me."

All the swordsmen also smiled: "Fellow Daoist Ji Wen is busy with affairs, I know everything, so there is no need to be so polite."

Ji Wenjing was also polite, and after the greeting, he said: "Today you are discussing swords, I don't know what the result will be?"

Those who can stay in the guild hall are all capable swordsmen, or swordsmanship, or swordsmanship, or swordsmanship.

One of the Jianxiu shook his head and laughed: "I still lost to fellow Daoist Yun, it's not easy to just hold on for a moment."

Others also sighed: "The ability of Yun Daoyou is very awe-inspiring."

Someone else said: "I'm waiting here to discuss the sword, so I'm waiting for Daoist Ji Wen to come, and I'm also competing with Daoist Yun, and I'm waiting for a feast for the eyes."

Ji Wenjing raised his eyebrows: "I've realized something recently, and I'm going to take a while, Brother Yun!"

After all, he glanced at Yun Lie.

Yun Lie nodded slightly, and with a flick of his figure, he reappeared in the dojo.

Ji Wenjing turned into a black shadow, his movement was like electricity, and he followed him like a shadow.

Neither of them use True Essence, nor have they ever used Sword Souls, just because the two Sword Souls have already battled and learned from each other, and there will be no progress in a short period of time, but swordsmanship and comprehension. , and often compete with others, but each has something to gain.

Now the two of them have only turned into two breezes, making it difficult for the naked eye to see clearly.

This fight is much more beautiful and ugly than the previous ones.

It's good-looking and there are many kendo mysteries in it, which is amazing, but the ugly is that the action is too fast, and many sword moves are too late to be seen, and there have been seven or eight kinds of changes.

After fighting in this way for more than half an hour, the two of them just received their moves and stood on both sides of the dojo.

When the swordsmen outside the dojo saw it, they realized that the two had changed positions, but their heel placement, posture and expression were the same as before the fight.

Therefore, everyone could not help but applaud.

After that, many sword cultivators came to discuss the sword again. In addition to expressing their own opinions, Yun Lie and Ji Wenjing were the most instructed.

For a time, everyone was happy and happy.

Ji Wenjing is good at talking, but Yun Lie is taciturn, but most of these swordsmen are upright and get along very well.

While we were talking, suddenly, a blue light came from the sky outside the hall.

Everyone noticed it, and they all took a look.

Someone called me?

The blue light kept falling, and it called to the place where the clouds were.

Yun Lie raised his hand and grabbed it, and a small cyan sword appeared in his palm.

He probed into his divine sense to check, and his expression moved slightly.

The next moment, he actually stood up.

Ji Wenjing and others were a little surprised when they saw this:

"Brother Yun?"

"Fellow Daoist Yun?"

Yun Lie only said: "Someone is looking for me, and I will greet you."

After that, he moved a step, but he didn't move much, and the whole person appeared several feet away.

As soon as Xu Ziqing entered Luchuan City, he felt that the sword spirit of the city master was soaring into the sky, and there was a lot of kendo artistic conception permeating it, as if every step he took, he could feel a touch of sharpness.

Most of the men in the city have a sense of rigidity, and the women are often heroic, which makes people shine.

However, because of the strong atmosphere of various sword cultivators in the city, Xu Ziqing couldn't detect the whereabouts of his senior brother for a while.

After thinking for a while, Xu Ziqing walked to a restaurant as usual, only sat down on the first floor to drink tea, and listened to the surrounding words.

Unlike Fengqu City, that place is far away, so after a period of time when the sword discussion conference was held, the voice of discussion was much less, and there are many swordsmen in Luchuan City, and the sword discussion conference has not yet ended, so there are still many. Many people are discussing.

Not long after, Xu Ziqing didn't need to ask any more, he already knew a lot of news.

The city owner always has more than ten kendo clubs, all of which were set up by Ji Wen's family for Jianxiu.

Anyone with sword intent will be led to these many guild halls to stay and entertain, and because these sword cultivators live in the same hall, they can often contact and communicate with each other. And because those who comprehend the sword intent, the swordsmanship must not be weak, and it is very beneficial for each to learn from each other.

Some people even mentioned that in the sword-fighting conference, where the swordsmen were fighting, the losers retreated, and the winners fought in rounds. In each round, two people, three people, and four people followed in order. Some people have won more than ten rounds. Many swordsmanships are blooming like a hundred flowers, which is dizzying.

Some people say that when the conference is not based on the level of the realm, only the swordsmanship is used to determine the victory or defeat. Even if there is a low level of swordsmanship, you can also respect the high level.