After some mediation, the conflicts among everyone were resolved one after another. But when the abandoned sword disciple asked Yin Shuang, she shook her head and replied: "I don't have any conflicts with you at the moment, and I don't need any mediation. If it happens in the future,
When swords are facing each other, I will naturally show mercy."
What she said was extremely crazy, but it made people believe it.
Not to mention anything else, just because she is the only one who can see the Supreme Divine Sword who abandoned the sword, she has the right to be arrogant.
Being able to see the sword of the abandoned swordsman means that there is a possibility of understanding in the future. If she can really understand the supreme sword, no one in the land of Jiuzhou will be qualified to be her opponent. Everyone, no matter who
No matter how high or low the martial arts are, all they can do is run away or wait for death in front of her.
If Yin Shuang can really cultivate such a magical sword, everyone really deserves to be merciful to her.
The abandoned swordsman frowned slightly, but said nothing more and picked up the wine glass.
"Now that we're done talking, let's have a drink." After saying that, he raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.
This behavior was not in line with the rules at the wine table, but to him, the so-called rules were originally meaningless.
If there is a chance to invite him to drink, no one in the world will care whether he follows the rules or not.
Seeing the Abandoned Swordsman raising his glass, everyone also raised their glasses and drank the green wine in one gulp.
This wine smells light, without the slightest aroma of wine, more like tea. But when you drink it, it is extremely strong in your mouth, just like a fire is burning. Those who have a slightly weaker capacity for alcohol do not have time to drink it down.
His face was already red.
After drinking a glass of wine, everyone felt hot all over, as if they were burning from the inside out. However, there was no pain or suffocation at all, but instead they felt indescribably refreshing and comfortable.
After a while, a middle-aged man who was very knowledgeable about wine sighed: "It's really a good wine! But I don't know how this wine is made?"
"I don't know either." The abandoned swordsman said calmly, "This is the burial object of the Holy Emperor. I got three pots by chance. I drank one pot myself, gave another pot to Lao Zhang, and the last pot
It just so happened that everyone divided it up - do you know why I only want 12 people who are destined to be together? Because this pot of wine is no more or less, exactly 14 cups." Everyone was stunned, surprised and happy. Astonished.
, because I didn’t expect that the Sword Abandoner would dare to go to the Holy Emperor’s mausoleum to “hunt for treasure” and actually get something back; but I was happy because I could actually enjoy the Holy Emperor’s legacy - be able to enjoy the Holy Emperor’s legacy.
The wine that the emperor was buried with, even if the wine is very ordinary, is an extraordinary honor, not to mention that this wine is so wonderful that it is really indescribable nectar!
"It's a pity that there's only so much..." The middle-aged man looked at the empty wine glass and murmured to himself with regret, "If I had known, I should have drank little by little..."
He spoke everyone's thoughts, and for a while, countless people were staring at the cup, hoping to find a little bit of residual wine at the bottom of the cup.
It's a pity that every cup is empty - the swordsman abandoned it just now as a sign of respect, so how could they be so embarrassed not to drink it all in one gulp?
Seeing everyone like this, the disciple who abandoned the sword laughed loudly, threw the cup aside, and reached out to pull out the long red sword.
"The wine has been drunk and the swordsmanship has been taught. My affairs in the human world are almost settled." He smiled faintly, but a cold and sharp aura rose up from his body, and his whole body seemed to be in an instant.
It turned into a piece of ice that would never melt, and a murderous aura soaring to the sky overflowed, making it difficult to even breathe.
This is the aura Wu Jie once felt, and this is the posture he should have!
"Senior Qi...what are you going to do?" Although they had already guessed it, some people still couldn't help but ask.
"What else can we do?" The abandoned swordsman laughed, and with a wave of his hand, everyone's eyes flashed, and they were already on the edge of the square. The wine tables and stools in the center of the square all disappeared, leaving only the white-clothed and white-haired man.
The figure, holding a long sword as red as fire and as clear as water, proudly stared at the sky.
"I! Want! To! Overcome! The tribulation!"
Before he finished speaking, the sky suddenly changed color, and a terrifying aura appeared out of thin air, as if something extremely heavy was floating in the sky and was about to fall down at any time.
"This is too fast!" Wu Jie couldn't help but said to himself, "Your efficiency in doing things is really amazing!"
"As expected, he is indeed the strongest man in the world, a mythical figure!" Yin Shuang walked up to him and held his hand. "Senior Qi's style of doing things is just like his swordsmanship, which is unimaginable.
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"Hey! Why don't you go down the mountain first?" Li Siya reached the stone steps leading to the bottom of the mountain at some point and shouted loudly, "Are you planning to watch the tribulation at such a close distance?"
Only then did everyone come back to their senses, and hurriedly spread their legs, scrambling to run down the mountain.
What a joke! When a Huandan master is going through a calamity, there will be turbulent winds, thunder and lightning, and all kinds of natural disasters will appear together. The most terrifying of them is the countless endless thunders. Their attacks are fierce and wild.
, often affecting a wide range.
Although this square is large, it is a bit small compared to the possible range of the Tribulation. If you stay where you are, a thunderbolt will probably come from nowhere and blow you to ashes.
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It took a lot of effort for everyone to practice to where they are today, and it was a blessing to have this opportunity. No one wanted to die here for no reason. So as soon as he was reminded, he immediately ran away as fast as he could, regretting that he couldn't fly here and could only do it by himself.
Running too slowly.
Fortunately, this mountain road is quite strange. It is very slow when going up the mountain, but extremely fast when going down. In just a short time, everyone has reached a position close to the foot of the mountain and is standing on the largest platform at the bottom of the long stone steps.
Go up and look at the dark clouds on the top of the mountain.
Even though they were separated by such a long distance, they still felt extremely heavy pressure, making it difficult to breathe. As long as they looked at the dark clouds for a little longer, they couldn't help feeling tight in the chest and short of breath, and had to look away.
"Sword boy has passed the tribulation." Not far from everyone, Qingshi Weng watched the dark clouds in the sky getting thicker and heavier without fear, and whispered.
Strange to say, he and Gu Muweng were obviously right next to everyone, but everyone turned a blind eye to them, as if they didn't exist at all.
Gu Muweng did not look at the dark clouds in the sky, but instead looked at Wu Jie and the others: "Old Shitou, do you think it is possible for someone like Sword Boy to appear among them again?"
"How is that possible? He is probably the only one who has such a freak since ancient times."
"But there are still similar ones - wasn't Brother Li Xian back then also called a "freak?"
"They are different..."
"It's indeed different, but I think there will never be a shortage of freaks in the world." Gu Muweng said with a smile, "It's just that the degree of freaks is different.
"You mean, among them, there might be one or two masters close to the level of Sword Boy?" Qingshiweng's eyes also fell on everyone. He first looked at Yin Shuang carefully, and then
After looking at everyone, he finally looked at Wu Jie, "Actually... it's not impossible..."
"Then after Jian Boy overcomes the tribulation, we might as well give them a chance.
"Are you kidding! Twelve people?! Do you think that's a tour?" Qingshi Weng suddenly became angry, "That's the resting place of Brother Li Xian!"
"He said back then that everything is in vain after death. This place is just to leave a memory for future generations, and to use some residual energy at the same time - I don't think he will care."
"He doesn't care, but I do!" Qingshi Weng didn't give in, "Twelve people are too many!"
"Then how many can you tell me?" Gu Muweng asked with a smile, "Just like Jian Boy said, these twelve people are actually destined. Maybe one of them will be able to get the fate and meet the requirements of Brother Li Xian back then.
Unravel the mystery he left behind."
"Then what does it matter whether the mystery is solved or not?" Qingshi Weng muttered, but he was still persuaded and made a concession, "Okay, after Jian Boy overcomes the tribulation, I will open the tomb door and let them
