There was silence in the drunken building.

This season in Buddhism happens to be autumn, the wind is blowing, and the red bamboo leaves outside the restaurant are flying.

Inside the restaurant, it was so quiet that one could hear the sound of breathing.

There is a kind of person in the world who is naturally endowed with magical power, such as Tang Ruanruan, the Wushuang girl in the restaurant, and Yan Junqing.

When I first saw Yan Junqing, I didn't think I was looking at a sword, but a morning star hanging high in the sky.

He is indeed very dazzling. Even without the Sansheng Sword in the scabbard at his waist, he is still an eye-catching person.

He has practiced swords all his life, but has never used a sword in his life.

He was learning from the swordsman from Five Elements Temple. It was said that that swordsman never used his natal sword. Even when he cut off the sword gate that time, he only used a sword.

If you want to defeat the enemy, you must let go of your inner self-esteem and grudges, put down your body, and imitate and learn from the enemy.

Then, he succeeded.

Such perseverance is unimaginable to ordinary people, especially how much he loves swords.

What he has to do now is to improve his cultivation and surpass his opponents.

Decades of training have filled his eyes with a special light that people cannot explain and can only call it sword light.

The Rise of Sword Sect, Sansheng Sword, Kendo Genius...

With these titles put together, even if the children of the three major forces come, it will be difficult to affect his style.

He was wearing ordinary clothes, but unusual.

"Yan Junqing..." The crowd sighed, and some people even admired him. They finally met this legendary young man.

Wushuang girl's eyes were slightly lowered, with a little impatience and vigilance in her eyes, and she said: "Yan Junqing, you have nothing to do here, you can go and solve your problem...

Yan Junqing shook his head, pursed his lips as thin as a sword, and looked at Mo Guantian: "If you don't leave, I will blow you away."

Mo Guantian didn't move.

The Wushuang girl didn't move either.

The people in Zuiren Tower all seemed drunk, with strange rosy faces, looking at Yan Junqing.

They wanted to see Yan Junqing take action.

Because there are rumors that after Yan Junqing got the Three Life Sword, he fought with a genius of his generation in the Sanxian Sect. In the end, Yan Junqing won without using the Three Life Sword.

Yan Junqing looked at Mo Guantian quietly, with clear eyes.

He doesn't mind taking action here. If the opponent is a strong person with a cultivation level higher than the Iron Bone Realm, then he can't fight back and can only avoid it.

If the opponent is still below the Taoist level, then he is not your opponent.

who is he?

The first successor of the best sword in the world, invincible below the Taoist realm.

He gently took out his hand, only two fingers came out, and his footsteps made a rustling sound on the ground.

Everyone then saw the future of this Jianmen man, flying towards him like a wild goose spreading its wings.

At this moment, he had no sword intention.

The next second, the whole building was filled with sword intent.

"My wine!"

A monk exclaimed, only to see that the wine in his glass had the shadow of a sword like a fish.

If he were a monk wearing a sword, he could hardly hold the sword in his hand at this moment.

People looked up statically, seemingly unable to see each other's figures, only a pair of eyes, as bright as day.

Mo Guantian walked in the direction of Wushuang girl.

What is the purpose of training apprentices?

Of course, it’s just to show off for yourself in moments like this.

A ding sound.

Yan Junqing's fingers landed on a broad palm, and the sound was clear and crisp, like the tip of a sword touching a shield.

He suddenly raised his head and saw a very inconspicuous man. He had noticed this man standing next to the Taoist priest, but he was too ordinary.

His originally casual eyes immediately became cautious. Even though he didn't draw the sword, he just pointed at it. Quan Dang wanted to teach the other party a lesson, but there weren't many people who could catch it so easily.

But in the eyes of everyone, it's completely different.

All the sword intent suddenly disappeared while resisting the man's palm.

What kind of strength is this?

No one knows where he comes from.

No one knows his name either.

But to be able to achieve this level is at least much stronger than them.

"Excuse me."

Xie An retracted his palm, nodded slightly, and followed Mo Guantian into the box.

He was originally not good at words. In the hot summer, he had no choice but to speak on some occasions.

After coming here, I felt a lot more relaxed.

The other party is about the same age as myself. Considering a lifespan of three to four hundred years, someone under sixty or seventy years old is indeed considered young.

"What's your name?" Yan Junqing asked expressionlessly.

"Nobody." Xie An didn't want to cause trouble, so he didn't answer.

Yan Junqing's eyes narrowed slightly, but then he smiled slightly.

His confidence was not destroyed by such a blow.

But...who are these two people?

Yan Junqing was hiking and was about to go deeper when suddenly, a Buddhist disciple ran over.

"What?"

"You said my senior brother was killed?" Yan Junqing looked gloomy.

Jianmen is his home. If Jianmen wants to rise, it cannot rely on him alone.

Although Xu Jiashuai's strength is still a little weak, but now that the sword power has been restored, it will also bless all the disciples of Jianmen. With Xu Jiashuai's strength, it is definitely not difficult to enter the Tongbian realm.

But now, he died in Buddhism.

According to the Buddhist assessment rules, if you don't see it when you kill, it is not a violation.

Yan Junqing glanced at Zui Renlou. I am afraid that the things here are not something that he, a junior, can adjust. Rather than doing this, it is better to find the murderer.

He has found the key to solving the problem and doesn't mind spending more time doing other things.

"It seems that someone wants to stop the rise of our Jianmen."

The Sansheng Sword was not unsheathed, but everyone felt a terrifying sword intent.

"He is like light!"

Someone murmured, looking at Yan Junqing leaving, feeling the urge to worship him.

Because there is light in Yan Junqing's body, which is more terrifying than the surrounding Buddha statues.

…

"You shouldn't have come."

In the private room that exuded a faint fragrance, the Wushuang girl gave Mo Guantian a cold look.

Naturally, she wouldn't take Yan Junqing's provocation seriously. It would be a joke if Mo Guantian couldn't deal with it.

"Dreams that are laughed at are meaningful. This proves that I am doing the right thing. Success never depends on what most people think. Everyone thinks that I should not come, so it is right for me to come."

Mo Guantian replied.

"You're going to die." Girl Wushuang looked at the man dressed in black in front of her with complicated emotions.

"Everyone will die, it's just sooner or later." Mo Guantian sighed, "Look at you, after so many years, my brother still doesn't want to see you."

"You are as crazy as before, while he is immersed in cultivating Buddhism."

"I originally wanted my heart to illuminate the moon, but the bright moon illuminates the ditch. Why bother? I've wasted my good years. It's better to let go."

Girl Wushuang smiled bitterly. She remembered the first time she met Mo Caring a long time ago. At that time, it was an exchange between Jianmen and Buddhist disciples.

Heartbeats are unpredictable.

Even if the other party is a monster.

The Wushuang girl is full of charm: "Now that I have picked it up, how can I put it down?"
To be continued...