w In the wind and rain, the two figures hugged each other tightly, breaking the mask of the man pretending to be ruthless. He tried so hard to break the waist of the beautiful woman in his arms. They hugged each other tightly and kissed each other as if they couldn't wait to meet each other from now on.
Become one, melt together...
The sound of rapid footsteps broke the sweetness in the wind and rain.
Dozens of figures in different costumes were approaching from the other end of the road. There were people from all sects. Among them, there was a face familiar to Jian Ruyan.
"People from the gang." Jian Ruyan said, pulling out the Yangyaoyan jade from her waist, and stepped forward slowly. She had long seen that the lovers embracing each other affectionately were wearing the jade on their shoulders, which made Jian Ruyan
The badge of the people who call the shots.
Yiyun was stunned, her blurred eyes seemed to be looking at the woman, but her thoughts could not help but fly to many distant years ago...
The hugging people separate, the sword is unsheathed and held flat.
The original disciples of various god sects in the alliance glared angrily. The leader sneered. "Cold-blooded double massacre! Let's see where you can escape today - you owe so much blood debt to the alliance and it's time to pay it off today!"
"Humph, nonsense! Come and take my life if you can." The man smiled disdainfully, but gently pulled the woman beside him, hinting her to leave. The woman ignored her, as if we would live and die together and would never walk alone.
Take a firm stance.
"The timing and the location of the pursuit are all very good." Yang Yaoyanyu lit up his white jade-colored sword energy, and a smile appeared on Jian Ruyan's indifferent face. His eyes inadvertently looked at the alliance master's hand, and Xin Xue's face stayed longer.
After a second. "It's a pity that I'm not lucky. I'm in a good mood today. If you don't want to kill anyone, get out."
"What a loud tone!" The group of disciples from various factions in the alliance obviously did not know Jian Ruyan, and had never seen Jian Ruyan. They were all rookie masters from various sects in the alliance. They were sharp-edged and full of confidence. They did not mention the origins of each one at all.
Keep an eye out for unknown meddlers.
"Withdraw, we are no match for her." In the crowd, Xin Xinxue suddenly spoke, causing everyone around to look at her. Even among this group of rookie masters, Xin Xinxue from the Tomb Sect is the leader among them. She
If you do, it will be difficult for others to ignore.
"Bullying you is just dirtying my Jian Ruyan's sword, get lost——"
The words "Jian Ruyan" came out of his mouth, and the expressions of the rookie masters of the alliance's various sects suddenly changed. No one was trying to be brave anymore. They all remained vigilant, walked backwards quickly and tacitly, and then turned around and fled.
And go...
"I have met the deputy gang leader! I am Shang Li from the sword hall." The man clasped his fists in salute. He never dreamed that he would meet the deputy gang leader Jian Ruyan in a place like this.
The woman seemed much calmer, holding her fists calmly and speaking calmly. "Jian Tang Ye Hanfeng has met the deputy gang leader."
Jian Ruyan asked a few questions and found out that Shang Li had not participated in the battle to massacre the Immortal Mountain and Spiritual Land in the past few months because his lover of two years had broken up with him. He went around killing disciples of various god sects in the alliance, thus angering the alliance.
Rookie masters from various god sects spontaneously formed a team to pursue revenge, and the one they just encountered was just one of them.
"Don't worry, deputy gang leader. I wanted to go back to the sword hall. Today... ha. The deputy gang leader probably saw it too. With Xiaoye by my side, I don't want to continue to be so decadent. I will return to the sword hall to fight with everyone!" Shang
Li clasped his fists in salute and led Ye Hanfeng away...
Watching their figures go away, Jian Ruyan smiled slightly. "Not all gang members are ruthless and unjust."
"Not all friendships can last forever."
He seemed serious, but also seemed to be teasing her words. Jian Ruyan spread his hands helplessly and smiled bitterly. "You seem to be in a good mood recently, and you have become more humane."
"Puppy?" Yiyun smiled. "More memories, less trouble." With less trouble, the fewer the number of fairy mountains and spiritual places, the fewer the number of hermits and immortals. The hermits and immortals who kept chasing them were originally
They are people who practice in various fairy mountains and spiritual places.
"Ahead is Feihuang Mountain, the secluded place where the sword king who defeated more than 1,300 challenges was published in Jiang Hu Lu. I am quite interested in him. I heard that his sword is very powerful and fast.
.The Sword King’s Thatched Cottage is right here.”
In the rain curtain, the outline of a mountain that is much higher than the surrounding mountains gradually becomes clear.
Feihuang Mountain has become a famous place in the world. Many people who use swords in the world will make a special trip here to visit the Sword King's thatched cottage, either to learn about the place where the Sword King lives in seclusion, or to find out what may exist where the Sword King practiced his skills.
traces, hoping to learn some sword skills from them.
On the mountain road, you can see people coming down the mountain in groups or alone at some distance. Some are silent and thinking, and some are talking and talking passionately.
"...That sword mark is so inspiring! It's the finishing touch - wonderful, the angle makes me immersed..."
"The sword marks on the rocks are more advanced. They are obviously a set of superb swordsmanship!" The speaker looked excited, holding the sword and gesticulating a few moves. "After I go back, I will concentrate on thinking about it. I will definitely master this set of swordsmanship."
Restore the order..."
When we arrived at the Sword King's Thatched Cottage, there were even more people. Inside and outside the thatched cottage, as well as in the mountains and forests around the thatched cottage, and in front of the small waterfall mountain stone wall at the back, there were almost crowds of people. There was a circle of people sitting around the stone table in front of the thatched cottage, eating and drinking.
There were many people standing nearby, waiting to rest.
Jian Ruyan squeezed into the thatched cottage alone and found that it was incredibly shabby. Apart from a thatched bed, wooden cabinets, stools, and tables, there was nothing else. The small thatched cottage didn't even have a kitchen. It was obvious that the King of Swords lived in seclusion.
When I was here, I never cooked my own food.
After standing quietly in the thatched cottage for a long time, Jian Ruyan's consciousness captured the artistic conception of the Sword King left in the items in the thatched cottage...pictures flashed rapidly in her artistic conception.
In the lonely thatched cottage, the Sword King held his sword in front of his chest, with his head lowered and his face lowered, sitting quietly and motionless... This picture flashed for a long, long time... Jian Ruyan couldn't help but think of himself in the cave on the isolated island.
There is no one else, nothing, only a rusty, chipped, and almost scrapped broken sword by his side. Day by day, year by year, he quietly pursues the progress of martial arts in loneliness...
Jian Ruyan walked out of the thatched cottage and felt that among the figures standing in the thatched cottage, there were other masters with artistic conception cultivation. People came and went outside the thatched cottage, but most of them were just watching the excitement. People without artistic conception cultivation could not
It may be possible to capture something that the Sword King left here in the past.
"Go and have a look?" Yiyun was sitting on the stone table, drinking and eating. She didn't go into the thatched cottage, and seemed to have no interest in wandering around. Jian Ruyan didn't know how he could be so successful in the competition where so many people were waiting for him.
Almost occupying the spot on the stone table.
"Last time it was for dinner, this time I am still interested." Yiyun filled a glass of wine and continued to eat and drink. Jian Ruyan smiled and said, "You never miss this opportunity to appreciate. What's going on today...?"
Yiyun was silent for a moment and then changed her mind. He should not look at the Sword King with his past knowledge. It was never his behavior to look down on any martial arts master, nor was it the proper attitude in martial arts.
"Selling, the one with the highest price will win. Handsome guys, the time has come to express your love for your lover. Out-of-print hangings. Exquisite workmanship at the level of immortals. Free gift for buying a seat. Pick any one..." Yiyun took it out from the vacuum bag.
Some exquisite hanging swords of various shapes were placed on the table, which immediately attracted the attention of many women. "... True love is revealed in the wind and rain, and with a little care, let the true love rest leisurely, play with the unique hanging ornaments, and experience
Unique love..."
"Is it really out of print?"
"It seems so. I've never seen it in an auction house. The workmanship is really beautiful. What's the silk wrapping around the scabbard made of? It's so beautiful..."
…
"Ten thousand taels."
"Fifty thousand taels."
"One hundred thousand taels."
…
Jian Ruyan folded his arms in front of his chest in silence, looking at Yiyun's sales seats in disbelief... One by one, the banknotes were quickly turned over in Yiyun's hands, and the number was clearly counted in an instant. "How many."
Rich people still care about such a small sum of hundreds of thousands..."
"If you buy a position for one hundred thousand taels, you have to recover the capital." Yiyun didn't care, and enjoyed the sense of accomplishment of making money from selling.
"Where did those things come from?"
"I got tired of playing with the purple shirt in the past. I have no place to put it here. It hasn't been touched in many years."
"Oh...I think that white sword hanging is quite nice."
"If you like it, just tell me." Yiyun took out the small white sword and gave it to Jian Ruyan. The latter played with it with great interest, and her expression was no different from that of many other women in the world.
The two people left the stone table and not far away, some people caught up with them.
"Brother, can you sell one hundred thousand taels?" The man who asked was surrounded by a woman with an eager look on her face. Just now they were hesitant and refused to pay a high price, but now they have changed their minds and decided to grit their teeth and give one to their lover, thinking about it.
It’s definitely cheaper to buy it without seats.
"No." Yiyun refused indifferently. When Jian Ruyan was confused, two people left in disappointment. The remaining people were still unwilling to give up and chased after them to discuss, "How about three hundred thousand?"
A man heard this and glanced at his lover next to him, hoping that she would give it up, but what he saw was her eager expression, so he secretly gritted his teeth. "Brother, give us a hand for 400,000 taels! My girlfriend is really
I like it very much, please help me.”
The banknotes were flipped quickly in Yiyun's palm and put into her arms. "Is this how you do business? It's really dark." After playing with it for a while, Jian Ruyan could already see that these sword ornaments were indeed exquisite and the workmanship was good, but
It is actually made by a master-level skill master. The material is a beautiful alloy, which is not very expensive. The thread wrapping the scabbard looks very special. It has only been rendered by several skills and professions to improve toughness and add certain materials.
The cost of the shredded fish will definitely not exceed 10,000 taels. It looks very different from the ones sold in the auction house, but the cost value is actually about the same. Under normal circumstances, if it were in the auction house, no one would pay such a high price to buy it.
This thing... it happened that Yiyun raised it to such a value within a short time, and three people went crazy and paid for it! "I'm sure they will regret it."
Yiyun smiled disapprovingly. "They regretted it when they paid." As she said that, she patted her chest. Inside was a banknote.
In the woods behind the thatched cottage, there were many people from the world standing in front of the tree, meditating on the sword marks on the tree as if they had some enlightenment.
"I can't tell." Jian Ruyan frowned slightly as he walked through the woods. He really couldn't tell the sword king's sword skills from those sword marks. He could only see that the sword's lethality was very distinctive and he must have had it.
Human power. However, there is no connection between the sword marks. They are clearly not left continuously. Naturally, there is no possibility of discerning the sword skills.
Yiyun was silent. The Sword King was still the same person as before. The only thing that had changed was that he cared more about the speed of the sword than in the past. There was still no so-called sword technique, and his sword technique was still so direct that no one could take it from him.
Taking the next sword is the foundation for practicing martial arts.
Of course, Jianhen doesn't have sword skills. The Sword King doesn't think that anyone can catch a direct sword attack, so how can he think about sword skills and consider sword moves?
"Brilliant! Wonderful!" The rock wall next to the small waterfall was covered with sword marks. A man with excellent equipment and weapons pointed at the sword marks on the stone wall and shouted excitedly, holding the sword in his hand eagerly.
He was gesticulating. "Look, this sword is like this, this sword is like this, and then this... a wonderful killing skill! So wonderful, so brilliant -"
Yiyun watched for a while and lost interest in paying attention to that group of people. The sword marks on the stone wall were still pure. There were no so-called sword moves at all. They were all left alone. Because there were too many sword marks, it was impossible to do it with just the eyes.
Distinguish. These people in the world insist on wishful thinking that those sword marks on the body are left behind by a set of swordsmanship moves.
"What an arrogant sword king." Jian Ruyan looked at the sword marks on the stone wall and was very shocked. "He really doesn't take others seriously. He seems to be practicing the art of killing with one sword. He has never practiced sword moves.
, judging from the lethality of the sword, it seems to be somewhat similar to the artistic conception of Wei Jian, could it be that he also cultivated Wei Jian?"
Yiyun had nothing to say. He couldn't guess what the artistic conception of the Sword King's cultivation was. He just felt that perhaps the Sword King had entered the artistic conception many years ago, a kind of special feeling that only he, the Sword King, had in the world.
Artistic conception'. The King of Swords is a miracle. For such a person to remain unchanged for hundreds of years can probably be regarded as his 'original heart'.
"I'm going to Sword King Mountain." Jian Ruyan was aroused by these sword marks. Another person who practiced Wei Jian, the power of the sword was astonishing, enough to make her eager to try the sword.
"There are not many people who can add color to the world."
"You think he is no match for me?"
"Unless he can kill you with one sword."
No one in the world could kill Jian Ruyan with one sword, unless it was a combined attack between Zi Shan and Xiao Jian, but Xiao Jian would not do that.
"Brothers and friends who may or may not know each other, since we have come to the Sword King's Cottage and have seen the Sword King's peerless sword skills, why don't we join the Sword King's sect together! None of the sword gods enshrined in heaven have lived up to their fame. Ximen Chuixue,
Ye Gucheng, Xie Xiaofeng... etc., all of them are masters that people in the world dream of, but it is easy to become a disciple of the Sword King, how can we miss the opportunity?" (To be continued) m
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