The sword energy spreads across thirty thousand miles, and the light of one sword chills nineteen continents.
This is what all swordsmen long for themselves at the moment when they practice swordsmanship.
But very few can do it.
In the entire Nanjiang Prefecture, only Jing Yu can do it.
Thirty years ago, when Jing Yu was seven years old, he first came into contact with swordsmanship and practiced the swordsmanship passed down from his family.
Three years later, the swordsmanship was achieved.
From then on, every time I swung my sword, snowflakes fell.
From the first one or two snowflakes to the subsequent snowflakes surrounding the whole body, it aroused the curiosity of many people in the world, and he was known as a genius.
The genius swordsman's reputation spread far and wide, attracting the attention of an elder from a god-level sect.
The elder of the god-level sect personally came to Jing Mansion to accept Jing Yu as his disciple. When the news spread, many people from the world came to besiege him and looked at Jing Yu with envious eyes.
The people from the God Level Sect were joking and scorning as they swaggered towards the outside of the bamboo forest. Seeing the arrogance of these people, Zhang Wuji couldn't help but take action.
Lin Ye's eyes narrowed, and after thinking for a few seconds, he understood what Jing Yu meant.
The last time the Snow Swordsman appeared in the arena was five years ago. He had a decisive battle with another swordsman in Henlan County under Nanjiang Prefecture. The people in Henlan County didn't know it until they suddenly saw Fangyuan.
After a few miles of falling snowflakes, I realized that the Snow Swordsman was coming.
Jing Yu, who did not join a god-level sect, did not stagnate in his swordsmanship, but progressed by leaps and bounds. Later, when he swung his sword and caused heavy snowfall, he was called Mr. Snow by people in the world.
Lin Ye saluted Jing Yu, and there was a look of surprise on Jing Yu's indifferent face: "Brother Lin noticed?"
"Elder Jing has mercy on the people, which makes me admire him."
"Since then, Jing Yu has not been around in the world. He joined our god-level sect three years ago and became the guest elder of our god-level sect. At that time, the leader agreed to give him a place to go to the god-level sect."
Before coming to Shenyun Sect, the master and his uncle told him that they can mess with anyone in Shenyun Sect, but they must not mess with Zhang Wuwei. He is a lunatic. He only does things according to his own preferences without considering the consequences. Others in Shenyun Sect
A strong person would worry about their status as a god-level disciple, but this lunatic would never worry about this.
For Zhang Wuju, he said this just as a joke, but it was because of this that Lin Ye noticed several nurseries on the side of the bamboo house, where some young vegetable seedlings were planted, and there was a field further away.
There are green seedlings of crops growing.
"Although a good year is auspicious, so will things happen in a good year. There are poor people in the capital, so it is not advisable to have too many auspicious things."
He thought that after Jing Yu's falling snow sword was unsheathed, he had no choice but to escape, because Jing Yu was invincible in the falling snow.
They came here to witness a martial arts genius being accepted into the sect by a god-level elder. Decades later, this genius became famous in Nanjiang Prefecture. They could be proud when bragging to their juniors or others.
To put it bluntly, when he was young, I saw him being accepted into the sect by the elder of the god-level sect. It was incredible...
When the disciples of the god-level sect saw Zhang Wuji standing up, their expressions were a little ugly. They naturally knew this person.
There was no anger at being humiliated on Jing Yu's face, and his expression remained calm, as if he was not the one being humiliated.
Jing Yu recalled the battle five years ago. In that battle, he fought with the swordsman for a whole day and won the swordsman. He was happy, but he was also injured and had to walk slowly back to the city.
Even if there are lucky ones who pass, they are only the most ordinary disciples of the god-level sect, and they are still far away from the elders. But this time the elder comes to accept disciples in person, and those who enter the door are the disciples of the elder. The treatment of the two is heavenly.
Different places.
Return to nature?
Zhang Wuji had seen Jing Yu's Luo Xue Sword.
Atonement!
Everyone knew that these words of praise from the god-level sect elder were just to give him a step down. He didn't know how angry he was, but he couldn't get angry at a ten-year-old boy.
"Brother Wuji, forget it!"
"Hmph, since Uncle Zhang has said so, this competition is over. The Snow Swordsman is just a fearful ghost who can only hide behind others."
Lin Ye read a poem, and Jing Yu's eyes lit up after hearing it, "Brother Lin is a great talent."
"Senior brother is right. Those who are greedy for life and afraid of death will be taught a lesson by other senior brothers even if they go to our god-level sect."
Lin Ye captured the answer he wanted from Zhang Wuji's answer. He confirmed the reason why Jing Yu didn't use the Falling Snow Sword just now.
Lin Ye and Jing Yu greeted each other, and Zhang Wuju asked curiously: "Brother Jing, I'm curious why you don't teach these guys a lesson. If your Snow Falling Sword comes out, I will have no choice but to turn around and run away."
Lu, why do you have to endure it?"
"Well, it's just after seeing it that I feel that Elder Jing is righteous."
Zhang Wuji had a bad temper. Although he didn't know why Jing Yu didn't show his true character, the arrogance and arrogance of these disciples from the God Level Sect and the arrogance in their words made him very dissatisfied, so he stood up directly.
The God-level sect represents the holy land of martial arts in Nanjiang Prefecture and is the dream of all martial arts practitioners. However, the God-level sect has very high requirements for the martial arts talent of its disciples. Every year, tens of thousands of people participate in the entrance examination of the God-level sect.
Probably less than one in a thousand can pass.
"When I was young, I only knew how to practice swordsmanship. I was delighted with my breakthroughs in swordsmanship, and my pursuit of Luoxue continued to expand..."
Even if Jing Yu is young and does not understand what the elders of the god-level sect represent, adults who want to come to Jing Mansion will explain the situation clearly to Jing Yu.
"Brother Zhang, five years ago in Henlan County, I fought against a swordsman from Henlan County and was slightly better..."
"Wait a minute, brother Jing, don't rush to praise me. This poem is very simple. I understand the meaning. Doesn't it mean that it can't snow too many times? What does this have to do with you?"
Zhang Wuju was a little confused when he listened to the conversation between Jing Yu and Lin Ye. What does atonement mean?
Also, shouldn’t the Falling Snow Sword’s pursuit of snowflakes become wider and wider? The larger the range, the smaller the chance of the opponent running away.
"Speaking of which, you two are somewhat similar. Brother Lin likes to tinker with food, and you like to plant vegetable gardens. Maybe we can work together."
Do you start to return to your original nature at the age of forty?
"Everyone, I won't entertain you today."
Twenty to ten years ago, the name Mr. Xue was resounding throughout Nanjiang Prefecture, but people over thirty could no longer be called Mr. Xue, so Mr. Xue’s nickname became Snow Swordsman.
And it was during this slow walk that he saw the people standing in the ridges of the fields looking at the sky with desperate expressions on their faces.
The men behind Jing Yu were also guests of Shenyun Sect. When they heard Jing Yu's words, they left wisely.
However, what everyone did not expect was that Jing Yu actually refused to be accepted as a disciple by the elder of the god-level sect. He only wanted to practice the family swordsmanship. In front of nearly a hundred people from all walks of life, the smile on the face of the elder of the god-level sect was...
He froze, and finally left with words of appreciation like "A young man should be proud" and left.
Jing Yu stared at Lin Ye for a few seconds, confirming that Lin Ye was telling the truth. He suddenly shook his head and said, "What kind of righteousness is that? It's just to atone for my ignorance when I was young."
"The year before last and the winter of last year, Brother Jing and I had a sparring match. My dear, the Falling Snow Sword was unsheathed, and snowflakes were falling in a ten-mile radius. For the first time, I didn't know the power of the Falling Snow Sword. It didn't escape. Tsk, tsk, tsk, there were sword marks all over my body.
I didn’t run fast enough the second time, and still got hit by three swords..."
"If you are not convinced, you can come together. As long as you can take my sword, I will leave it to you to decide who the Shenyun Sect will go to the god-level sect this time."
The younger brother of the head of the Shenyun Sect, and also his own younger brother. He has also been to the god-level sect in the past, and he has the identity of being the younger brother of the head of the Shenyun Sect. He was also a thorn in the side when he was in the god-level sect, and he has always been with the gods.
The disciples of the higher sect fight.
Listening to Zhang Wuji's introduction, Lin Ye's eyes fell on Jing Yu, but there was confusion in his eyes. Among the disciples of the god-level sect, the one who made the move had just broken through Jingzhe, and the ones behind him had even broken through Jingzhe.
He has not even broken through yet. How could such a talented person be hurt by a few disciples from a god-level sect?
Could it be that because you are going to a god-level sect, you don’t want to offend the disciples of a god-level sect and would rather be injured and ridiculed?
It shouldn't be.
Zhang Wuju is very straightforward and does not hide it at all. In his opinion, the only way to deal with Jing Yu is to prevent Jing Yu from using the Falling Snow Sword, or to run out immediately after Jing Yu uses the Falling Snow Sword.
The range of snowflakes, otherwise any snowflake might be Jingyu's sword.
"You two, don't be pretentious. I don't like to use my brain. Just tell me."
It shouldn't be.
When the snowflakes fall, the opponent also falls.
There is a young master named Jingyu, with his sword flying and snowflakes flying.
Zhang Wuju had no intention of leaving, he pointed at Lin Ye and said: "This is brother Lin Yelin. Although his martial arts talent is not very good, he is good at cooking... oh no, he is very good at eating. This time the three of us are going
God-level sect, I’ll take him to get acquainted with it.”
Generally speaking, a swordsman of this caliber has a very arrogant temper and would not do anything to subjugate a powerful person.
Zhang Wuji didn't quite understand. Jing Yu's Falling Snow Sword had a certain range. If someone was passing by, just run away.
No one present would think that Jing Yu would refuse.
Jing Yu smiled and did not explain. Lin Ye suddenly had a guess in his heart, but he didn't know if it was right. In order to verify his guess, he asked Zhang Wuwei: "Brother Zhang has seen Elder Jing's Luoxue Sword."
, when did you see it?”
"Whether you can go to a god-level sect is decided by me, the head of Shenyun Sect, and it is also approved by the god-level sect's master. Could it be that you guys think you can be the leader of a god-level sect?"
"Brother Jing, you don't want to thank guests behind closed doors, right? I'm also going to introduce you to a friend."
Seeing this scene, the first thought that came to Lin Ye's mind was what he had seen in novels before. Some masters or big shots always like to grow vegetables and flowers by themselves, just like old farmers. This is called returning to nature.
It snowed day and night, and the crops in the fields were crushed by the snow.
There is only one month left before the harvest.
The people cursed God, and then Jing Yu realized how much disaster his proud Luoxue Sword had brought to the people.