"Hurry up, hurry up, the world of ghosts and Buddhas is ahead."
"The battlefield should be near the stone monument of the Zhongyuan Realm. Matchmaker Jin Xing preached at that place before. Hurry up and get a safe place to watch the battle!"
"After all, it's a battle between the former Sword Immortal, or a battle between the Ghost Sword Immortal and the current No. 1 Sword Immortal in the Five Regions. Is this the 'supreme' thing?"
"Of course! Half a year ago I was drunk in the wind and squatted down, but now I have watched this battle live. It should be recorded in the history books! But I feel that the aftermath of the Sword Immortal Battle will shatter us..."
"What kind of battle between the Sword Immortals? I'm afraid it's not a battle between the Holy Emperor and the Ancestral Gods. It's okay for the Ghost Sword Immortal to defeat Master Shou. If we fight the Eighth Sword Immortal, there must be someone between the two who can open the mysterious door!"
"Oh my God! That's the Xuanmiao Gate, Mr. Gu's Xuanmiao Gate..."
Streams of light passed across the sky, like locusts crossing the border and pounced on the fire in the world of ghosts and Buddhas.
Xiao Wanfeng stepped on the Xuan Cang Divine Sword and followed the large army of spiritual masters, naturally merging into the high-altitude crowd, and his ears were full of heated discussions.
Only after walking out of the cross-domain teleportation formation along the way did he know that the matchmaker Jin Xingzhuan and the news of Master Shou's return had caused turmoil in the five domains.
There is no shortage of strong bones in the world of spiritual refining.
There is no shortage of seekers who would die if they heard the Tao in the morning.
There are people who give up halfway like being drunk in the wind, but generally speaking, they are still a minority.
After all, not everyone can ride the wind into the sky and enjoy endless glory and wealth after turning into a dragon and returning to the sea.
Most people are seeking enlightenment while still struggling with five buckets of rice.
Xiao Wanfeng was the same, he didn't have many spiritual crystals in his body, and when he was watching the battle of the Sword Immortal in Fengjia City, he only had meat buns or squashed meat cakes to satisfy his hunger three times a day.
"I heard that ancient sword cultivators from all over the country are coming."
When entering the Zhongyuan Realm, the discussion about the "Sword Immortal Decisive Battle" becomes even more heated.
The vibrations coming from Xuan Cang from time to time also let Xiao Wanfeng know that most of the sword masters from all over the five regions had actually come over to witness the decisive battle.
There is still an old city in the Zhongyuan Realm, named Fusang City, which is within the realm of ghosts and Buddhas. Most of the native people have moved away, after all, to avoid sneak attacks by ghosts.
At this time, the wine shops at the gate of Fusang City were busy, and they were busy with the passing spiritual masters. They became a temporary stop for spectators of the Sword Immortal's decisive battle.
"Leaving Fusang City and entering the Fusang Mountains, about two thousand three hundred miles to the west, you can see the stone monument of the Zhongyuan Realm. About seven hundred miles to the northwest, the place where sword thoughts are most condensed and flourishing is named Lingyu Mountain."
"The Eighth Sword Immortal is probably in Lingyu Mountain!"
In the past few days, the Fusang City plot in Zhongyuan Realm has been thoroughly studied by spiritual refiners from all over the five regions.
Everyone showed their magical powers and calculated the approximate location of the Eighth Sword Immortal based on the coordinates and information exposed by Matchmaker Jinxing.
"Lingyu Mountain..."
Xiao Wanfeng knows this place and has been going there often for half a year.
The most famous thing about Lingyu Mountain is the Fumulang and Lingyu trees on the mountain, which are both ninth-grade spiritual trees.
While the main palace of Fusang City was still there and the branch hall of the Holy Temple was still there, it was forbidden to cut down these two kinds of spiritual trees inside and outside the city, and violators would be punished.
After all, this is the root of Fusang City's spiritual energy and the foundation of the city's protective formation.
It doesn't matter now.
But no one touched the mulberry tree.
After all, after being immersed in the world of ghosts and Buddhas for half a year, even the spiritual refiner couldn't bear it. The ninth-grade spiritual trees and so on had already been contaminated.
At the west gate of Fusang City, wine shops are wine shops, inns are wine shops, and even some former shops and residences have been developed into wine shops.
The wine shops are crowded together, and so are the people.
The spiritual refiner drank heavily, pointed out the situation, talked loudly, and argued until his face turned red, but no one dared to cause trouble.
When people gather together, they are not afraid of ghosts.
Among the crowd watching the battle, the largest number were those from the Throne Realm, and there were also many Taixu masters.
Some have extraordinary bearing and seem to have returned to their original nature, while others suspect that they are semi-saints.
Under such circumstances, who dares to stir up trouble?
Nowadays, Fusang City is full of good and bad people. If you get upset, you can just hit a boy, but it turns out that he is actually an old-style half-saint who has a quirk and likes to turn into a boy...
The outcome is self-evident.
They are all here to watch the fun. Even if there are dead disciples and evil people, this place is more stable than the cross street corner under the rule of the Lord of the Four Streets.
There is no such thing as Xiao Qiang's fault, and the half-saint ghost certainly doesn't dare to get close to him - it is the instinct of all living beings to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and the undead are no exception.
"It's actually safer..."
Xiao Wanfeng carried his sword with him and slapped it on the table openly.
Under the cover of the famous sword's self-obstruction and his hidden sword skills, not many people could recognize that this was the divine sword Xuan Cang that Rao Yaoyao would never recognize in his life.
At this time, he was sitting in an inn with the sign of "Fusheng Winery", listening to the discussions of the people around him.
The ceiling of the inn had been chopped off by an unknown person with a sword, leaving only two walls. Even the guest rooms on the second floor were smashed into pieces. The ceiling was completely open, just to connect it with the wine shop outside and make it easier for discussion.
The drinkers come from all over the world, ranging from the head of a hidden family to an unknown knight in the countryside.
Those who dare to come to the Ghost and Buddha Realm and go deep into Fusang City, which is close to the center of the battlefield, are not short-sighted or narrow-minded.
The information they brought was far more credible and important than what was discussed in the cross-domain transmission array:
"Hey, have you heard that Gu Qing 1, 2, 3, 4 and so on were directly brought over by Wen Jianxian to watch the battle. This battle must be of great benefit. I don't know where they are now."
"Brother, what you said is true. I am the worshiper outside the Sword Burial Tomb. The surprise appearance of Immortal Wen Jian the day before yesterday made everyone very excited."
"Gu Qing 1, 2, 3, 4, in front of tens of thousands of people, he came with the order. He also walked through the teleportation formation, but the ancient sword was not as fast as the spiritual refiners like me, haha."
Buried outside the Sword Tomb?
Xiao Wanfeng was surprised. He looked at the man and saw that he was dressed as a swordsman and had a spiritual sword on his waist, but he was not an ancient swordsman.
With just one glance, Xiao Wanfeng knew that this man was still a spiritual refiner in essence, and had not even mastered the innate sword sense.
A good swordsman...
Xiao Wanfeng took a sip of tea.
Maybe it’s because he served as the tea-server on the first floor in the sky, and he likes tea better than wine.
And after following Xu Shaosha through the world and being completely recognized by the Divine Sword Xuan Cang, he no longer had stage fright. He had doubts in his heart and spoke openly:
"Wen Jianxian didn't come?"
Seven Sword Immortal Wen Ting, if he came to Lingyu Mountain to watch the battle, it would be called breaking news, and the Sword Burial Tomb would be empty of people - all of them would follow him to Fusang City.
"Haha, little brother, you are not from the Eastern Region. Wen Jianxian can't leave the tomb easily. There are so many swords in the sword tomb, and someone needs to take care of it."
The spirit refiner dressed as a swordsman was watched by everyone, and he said with high spirits: "Wen Jianxian showed up that day and ordered the four disciples to enter the world of ghosts and Buddhas. This was the only high-profile appearance in decades. We have never seen his true appearance."
Xiao Wanfeng nodded and said nothing, but he had his own thoughts in his heart.
After following Mr. Shou for a while, he also knew how to gauge people's hearts. Wen Ting made a high-profile statement to others, intending to guard the mountain, but it was actually possible that he himself wanted to come and watch the battle.
Even if the real person doesn't come, there should be some means to watch the battle from a distance, and maybe he will enter the scene at the critical moment.
Shou Ye fights Hua Changdeng, or Ba Zunzhen fights Hua Changdeng. Is this a matter of "Sword Immortal Decisive Battle"?
yes!
But Xiao Wanfeng knew better that this was just the beginning, not the end.
The pattern of the Five Domains is like a stretched arrow, which affects the whole body. No matter who wins or loses, there will be consequences.
If an ancestral god comes, characters like those who watch the graves in the Sword Tomb should not be able to stay out of it.
The tall man held up the sky when it fell.
In addition to the Holy Slave and the First Tower in the Heaven, these famous mountains, large sects, and prominent families have to send out people when they should, and they still have to explode when they need to.
"The ten seats may not be hidden anymore." Xiao Wanfeng thought in his heart.
At this moment, Xuan Cang trembled slightly, and Xiao Wanfeng also felt someone watching him. He turned around and saw a person sitting alone in a wine shop across the street.
He was a middle-aged man with a crown, a beard, and a black cloud-patterned robe. He had a sword at his waist, and he was not an ancient swordsman.
Xiao Wanfeng was surprised but recognized his identity.
Xiao Qixiu!
Others may not know this person, but he paid special attention to him during the Seven Sword Immortal Controversy. He was a spiritual sword cultivator who was trying to open up a new path.
The final battle, between Xiao Qixiu and Yang Xizhi, is a closed battle, and no one knows the process and ending.
After the battle, Yang Lao voluntarily withdrew from the competition for the Seven Swords Immortal Ranking. Not long after, the Seven Swords Immortal Ranking was sealed. Xiao Wanfeng guessed that Xiao Qixiu won.
pity……
Two generations of sword immortals seek Wuqi, and Xu Xiaoliu comes to visit Beixi.
In the final evaluation of the sword tower, it seemed that a pure spiritual sword cultivator would not be able to rank high, but Xiao Wanfeng knew that this person should have the appearance of a swordsman.
Xiao Qixiu had a blood demon on his back, which was much more ferocious than what he had seen half a year ago. He must have killed a lot of people with blood.
Looking at it at this time, his eyes only stopped for a moment on Xuan Cangjian. When he saw that it attracted attention, he stopped paying attention and nodded slightly to Xiao Wanfeng.
It's not a challenge... Xiao Wanfeng breathed a sigh of relief. He was not afraid of the challenge, but he didn't want to cause trouble before the decisive battle between Sword Immortals, so he nodded in return.
"There are still capable people out there."
Xuan Cang is still eye-catching. Those who cannot see through it are ordinary people, but those who can see through the essence are great masters.
Xiao Wanfeng secretly cursed Xuan Cang and quickly took the sword away from the table, wrapping it with the sealing belt again regardless of the sword's resistance.
"People are coming from the Northern Territory. During the Tianli Alliance meeting, Half-Saint Pei Zai said that he would come to watch the battle in person. The leader of the Yansheng Alliance also showed up. Unfortunately, he couldn't leave, but maybe the incarnation of the Half-Saint came.
"The old man Taixu spoke in the distance. The situation in the Holy Temple was over. The restrictions in the Northern Territory were loosened a lot. Some people from the Northern Territory ran out.
"Shenyue Immortal City is here. My friend said that the eldest brother was traveling lightly and was on his way non-stop. He said that he would be able to see him in the next day. Shenyue Immortal City fought with the Holy Temple, but a lot of blood was shed. He
Directly transform into the 'God of Death'."
"You know, Mr. Cheng from the Central Region, Mr. Cheng Xie, seems to be here too. It's a pity that Mr. Cheng from the Seven Swords Immortal didn't fight for it, otherwise he should have a place on the list."
"Who is Cheng Xie?"
"Cheng Xie, you don't even know? The Fourteen Famous Swordsman, the Double Needle of the Hidden Sword, the contemporary sword holder... Over the years, the Saint Slaves have collected swords, and it is easy to say that the Sword Burial Tomb can protect the famous swords. There are many in the Cheng family in the Central Region.
How could you withstand the pressure and not have your sword taken away from you!"
Cheng Xie?
Xiao Wanfeng stopped moving his hands.
He knew this name. He was a descendant of a long-established ancient sword cultivating family. He was only twenty-eight years old and was famous in the ancient sword cultivating world.
The collection of famous swords by holy slaves was also a commonplace thing in the past, and there was news from time to time.
Rumor has it that the Eight Saints, the first of the Saint Slaves, have been disappearing and disappearing for decades. They have successively led people to destroy more than a dozen ancient sword cultivating families, and collected famous swords such as Tomb City Snow, Taisheng Water Sword, and Crazy Carving Sword.
For example, the Sword Burial Tomb and the Southern Territory Feng Family were able to protect the Evil Sword Yue Lian, the Blood Sword Stunning Enchantress, the Crane Sword Tingchen, etc., so their backgrounds were really strong.
It is really rare for the Cheng family to be able to withstand pressure even though it is difficult to support themselves.
"What is the Cheng family? They are just famous swordsmen."
"In the Yin Ghost Realm of the Southern Territory, I heard that the leader of the Yin Gui Sect also invited the double-shaped sword ghost Lunchou out, saying that he could find an opportunity to become a Saint Emperor in the ghost and Buddha realm. He is a spiritual refiner, not an ancient sword cultivator!
"
"The double-shaped sword ghost Lunchou, the ninth famous sword?"
"Yes! It's Guilin Chou. Fifty years ago, the Yin Gui Sect was a small sect that could only exorcise ghosts and evil spirits. Later, it relied on this sword to become a semi-saint force. However, there is no ancient sword cultivator in the sect so far, but it can still benefit.
, Tsk, the power of the famous sword is evident."
"Wow, wow, wow, guys, keep talking."
"Hey! If you want to say that, I still remember that a few days ago, there was a difference in the elixir pagoda in the city of Shengfutu. The famous sword list was tenth. The Shengjian and Daluo Jiu Shengxuan sword were moved. Dan Sheng Lu Shiyu personally took it.
Please come out, I heard that I have also come to Lingyu Mountain with my sword."
"Ah? People from Danta, why are you here to join in the fun?"
"I don't know, Shengjian is very powerful. All kinds of difficult and complicated diseases can be recovered with just one stab of the Imperial Sword. Xu is the mercy of Dansheng. He is afraid that Bazunji and Huachangdeng will overdo it and whoever is seriously injured and on the verge of death will come here to help them."
Put on a sword?"
"Hahaha……"
These words made the drinkers in various wine shops laugh wildly. It was really a strange and unconstrained idea.
Others say that if the Eight Masters only have eight fingers on their hands and have scars on their necks, they should run out and pierce their buttocks with the Daluo Jiutianxuan Sword. The broken fingers will grow back and the scars can be erased.
I can stay young and frivolous for thirty years.
"These people are really impudent."
Xiao Wanfeng frowned when he heard this. He had been wandering around the Southern Territory and had heard many outrageous remarks, so it was common for him to do so.
At this time, I felt something strange in my heart, but it was not what the big drinkers said, but the "hazy" that they couldn't figure out.
Gu Qing 1234, Cheng Gongzi Cheng Xie, the head of the Yin Gui Sect, and Alchemy Saint Lu Shi seemed to not get along with each other at all.
Essentially, this is all about The Famous Swordsman Hui Lingyu Mountain.
Are you really here to watch the battle?
Is there something special there that I can't see at my level?
"Well, it's none of my business. Maybe Mr. Xu... Master Shou knows about it and can talk to him later." Xiao Wanfeng tensed up and without thinking much, he wrapped up Xuan Cang and threw it behind him, planning to let go of this matter.
thing.
He was able to enter the apricot world because Master Shou had given him the jade talisman long ago.
But he rarely goes to the apricot world to play. After all, he can get more first-line information and hone himself better when he is in the world.
Although it is a bit dangerous...
"Crack!"
Just as he was thinking about this, a young and middle-aged man with two Taixu guards sat down opposite the wooden table where he was alone.
Xiao Wanfeng raised his eyes and saw that his sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes were graceful and graceful, and he had the aura of the throne of swordsmanship ready to come out, and he could be said to be sharp and sharp.
The visitor is not good!
"Son, serve the wine."
As soon as the man sat down, he said this to the owner of the hotel. He stared at Xuan Cang on his back, clearly seeing some clues.
What a bad thing. I was really polluted by Mr. Xu, deceived by Xuan Cang, and acted too wildly...
Xiao Wanfeng is not a person who likes excitement.
He released Xuan Cang just because Xuan Cang wanted to get some air.
Now it seems that this is not Xuan Cang wanting to take a breather, Xuan Cang is looking for opponents and enemies for himself - it is so happy, cheap sword!
"Son, check out."
Xiao Wanfeng threw a few spiritual crystals on the table, his buttocks jumped, and without even understanding the other person's thoughts, he stood up and wanted to leave.
"sit down!"
The man did not move, but an old man behind him opened his tiger eyes. The Taixu pressure was so overwhelming that Xiao Wanfeng almost fell apart, and he had no choice but to sit down again.
brush!
The surrounding restaurant suddenly became quiet.
Everyone's eyes turned to him, with expressions that showed they were not too worried about the excitement.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
There were some noises in the distance, as if someone was banging iron tools to celebrate the trouble.
Xiao Wanfeng looked hard and held his breath, but he was not afraid. He looked at this good-looking man, about thirty years old, and said:
"I don't seem to know you..."
"My surname is Cheng." The man smiled and waved his hand to interrupt Xiao Wanfeng, "Cheng family, Cheng Xie."
There was a crash, and everyone in the wine shop stood up in shock.
Hidden Sword Double Needle, Cheng Xie of the Cheng family!
Fusang City finally has a big shot with a reputation, he has the appearance of a swordsman!
Xiao Wanfeng probably knew the purpose of his visit and said helplessly: "There seems to be no enmity between the two of us?"
Cheng Xie burst out laughing, stared at the sword on his back and said: "The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying the jade. Hand over the Xuan Cang Divine Sword, and you can leave Fusang safely."
With a flick of the brush, the people in the major restaurants no longer just watched the excitement. They all moved their eyes towards Xiao Wanfeng, with extremely shocked expressions on their faces.