Lin Beichen was greatly surprised when he heard this.
Is this guy out of his mind to act as an investigator?
It doesn't make sense.
The Fenglei Great Sword Clan is truly the top kendo force.
The elders in the sect are all monkey spirits, and they can play the role of Sun Wukong even if they have some hair on them.
They actually allowed the peerless genius in their clan to serve as cannon fodder?
This world is not normal, or am I thinking too much?
"What's going on now?"
Lin Beichen asked curiously.
"I'll go explore again."
Qianqian turned around and went out to inquire about gossip again.
After burning the incense, she came back jumping up and down.
"Several elders from the Fenglei Great Sword Clan went to make trouble at the Immortal Sword Sect's headquarters. The two sides almost came to blows. In the end, the Immortal Sword Sect claimed that it was for the sake of Pao Ze's righteousness and paid them a bottle of Xuan Miao Dan. As a result, Fenglei Great Sword Clan was killed.
The great elder of the Sword Clan directly hit the gate..."
"There are rumors in the city now that the Immortal Sword Sect is deliberately slowing down its support and wants to use the hands of those mysterious enemies to destroy the Wind and Thunder Swords Merlin to prevent it from growing up and threatening the Immortal Sword Sect."
"Some people even say that the so-called mysterious enemy is the Immortal Sword Sect in disguise..."
"The sixteen kendo masters of the reconnaissance team who were rescued by Merlin's desperate cover that day all went to visit Merlin and expressed their willingness to support him as long as they stayed in Baiyun City for one day."
"Tsk, tsk, the city is in chaos now anyway."
"The mysterious masked woman in the organizing committee of the Sword Discussion Conference was alarmed. It is said that she will personally investigate the matter..."
Qianqian poured a lot of words out of her bamboo tube like beans.
When Lin Beichen heard this, he could imagine the chaos outside.
"That bottle of mysterious elixir..."
Lin Beichen's focus has always been special.
Qianqian laughed proudly on the spot: "I made Guangjiang invisible and picked it up in the chaos..."
"Zhizhizhi."
The silver-haired rat Guang Jiang raised his paw as if to claim credit, holding a small green bottle with a fawning smile on his face...
"well done."
Lin Beichen took the bottle, opened it and looked at it.
Inside, there is a miniature Xuanwen formation to restrain and restrain the aura. Seven scarlet red dragon eye-sized elixirs are quietly placed inside, releasing a faint fragrance.
He put it away and planned to hang it on Xianyu and sell it.
When the handsome young master uncle Yin Shan on the side saw this scene, he thought of Xiao Binggan coming back from the Seven Stars Jujian Tower two days ago to pack meals. In the past few days, he was not polite to anyone who invited him to dinner, and every time he finished eating, he would give him a big bag or a small bag.
Take it back...
These are all talents.
time flies.
Another day passed.
New news comes.
The mysterious woman from the organizing committee personally took action, killed three mysterious enemies, and escaped unscathed.
It's a pity that the other party was very strong-willed and immediately killed himself after being caught, leaving no trace of his body, so no clues were found.
But the road away from Baiyun City is open.
Some of the strong swordsmen who were watching the battle left immediately.
Who knows if the mysterious enemy will come back.
Although the Sword Discussion Conference is extremely exciting and rare, life is more important.
Eight of the sixteen strong swordsmen who had previously threatened to be driven by Merlin, the twin swords of wind and thunder, also left.
"Yes, I swore before that as long as I am in Baiyun City, I will be driven by Mr. Mei, but I have to leave now..."
"I have an eight-year-old child and a three-hundred-year-old mother..."
"I don't say thank you for your kindness, so I won't thank you."
This is the explanation given by several of the strong swordsmen who left.
However, no matter what, the situation in the city has stabilized for the time being.
So the sword discussion conference continues.
…
The fourth day.
It is the peak of spring, and the sun is rising.
The fields are full of noisy birdsong, the meadows are full of flowers, the green fields are beautiful in the spring evening, and the mountains are high with white clouds.
The second round of the Sword Discussion Conference begins.
Based on the experience last time, Hu Meier did not give Lin Beichen a chance to sleep until noon this time. She rushed into his bedroom just as the sun was rising, and then ran out screaming.
After a while, Lin Beichen put on his clothes and walked out.
"I usually sleep naked."
He said angrily: "Tell me, what did you see?"
Although Hu Meier is good-looking and enthusiastic and unrestrained, she is still a young girl. Her pretty little face looks like someone has splashed red paint on it. She just covers her face and dare not speak.
"It looks like I've seen it all."
Lin Beichen looked ashen and said: "I have lost my integrity...I can't survive."
"No...it's not that serious. You are a man, you..."
Chili Pepper, who is usually unruly and willful, stuttered when talking at this time.
"I don't care, you have to compensate me."
Lin Beichen said fiercely: "It's rude to come and not return. You have to show me without clothes. This is only fair."
"Bah, you...are talking nonsense."
Little Pepper ran away as usual.
"Hey Hey……"
Only then did Lin Beichen laugh.
By the time he finished cleaning up and slowly arrived at Lunjian Peak, the lottery was already over.
"The one we drew this time is the Purple Yang Sword Sect."
When senior sister Xu Wan saw Lin Beichen, she made an excuse and pretended to come over casually to say hello.
"Purple Yang Sword Sect? I seem to have an impression."
Lin Beichen opened his treasured notebook and flipped through the pages to search.
After a moment, he nodded: "Found it."
"What did you find?"
Yan Ruyu also turned her head and asked.
She saw the name of Xuan Ming, the successor of Ziyang Sword Sect, on the notebook, followed by a horizontal bar.
In addition, there are some other people's names.
For example, there is also the name of Merlin, the twin swords of wind and thunder.
However, after Merlin's name, there is a straight character and a horizontal dash.
"Oh, my account book has Xuan Ming's name on it."
Lin Beichen carefully closed the notebook and said: "These people above all owe me debts that they have not paid back." :(/
Seeing Yan Ruyu's puzzled expression, Lin Beichen patiently explained: "This is a way of accounting in my hometown. If you owe an account, it is a horizontal line, if you owe five accounts, it is a straight character, and so on."
Yan Ruyu was very curious and asked, "Both Xuan Ming and Mei Lin owe you money?"
"It's not money."
Lin Beichen explained very seriously, "Xuan Ming said something strange about me in the Seven Stars Sword Gathering Tower before. As for Merlin, he ignored me at first, then ignored me, and even mocked me in the end, so I wrote down six strokes."
When I get the opportunity, I will settle the account with them."
Yan Ruyu just doesn't know how to do it anymore.
"The pope of your majestic temple is so narrow-minded?"
She couldn't help but laugh.
Lin Beichen packed up his notebook and said, "Hey, I'm small-minded, but I'm so big elsewhere."
"you……"
As a mature woman, Yan Ruyu obviously misunderstood something and just ignored him.
The red paint on Hu Meier's face had just come off, and when she saw her master and senior sister talking to each other, she didn't recognize them and came over to them, saying: "Where's the big one?"
Lin Beichen said: "My head is big."
Hu Meier looked at Lin Beichen's head doubtfully and said, "It's not particularly big."
While they were talking, a heavyweight battle had begun on the Sword Summit.
It's not that enemies don't get together.
The Immortal Sword Clan faced off against the Fengling Great Sword Clan.
Two top kendo forces who had just had a falling out a few days ago were going to compete on the Sword Lun Peak today.
Merlin, who had lost his arm, also appeared on the suspended pumice seat. His face was expressionless and he didn't know what he was thinking.