When all kinds of news about Tianhe Mansion were flying all over the sky, in the Qi Yang Garden in the core area of the Xia family.
An elegantly decorated pavilion is located among them.
The entire Qi Yang Garden is full of spring, full of spiritual energy, and various medicinal herbs and trees are growing vigorously.
Only around this pavilion, it seemed as if the ground was freezing and the sky was freezing, with the grass blades covered with a thin layer of ice and snow.
Inside the pavilion, a slender figure in a blue shirt sat cross-legged on the ground.
A smooth ice-blue hair hangs down to the ground along the thin back like a waterfall.
Around it, countless icy air filled the air, coating the ground with a layer of silvery white.
I don’t know how long it took, but this woman’s delicate body suddenly trembled, and then she suddenly opened her ice-blue eyes!
boom!
A vigorous wave of true energy spread in all directions, with such fluctuations that it far exceeded the flow of Beidanggui.
"At the fifth level of the Qi Refining Realm, the top-quality elixirs and elixirs left by Chu Dongliu have really helped the Ice Qi. I have also mastered the Xuan Ming Bing Xin Jue to the point where I can enter the palace."
Xia Yubing whispered.
And if this news spreads, it will definitely cause a big shock. The fifth level of Qi Refining Realm has already left several geniuses of Tianhe Mansion far behind.
"But even so, the most important thing for me is the sword intention of ice. If I can fully understand this sword intention, I can win the first place in the elite meeting of the ten mansions. By then, the three major sects and the four
It’s up to me to choose between universities!”
Although Xia Yubing is a woman, she is very ambitious, otherwise she would not have used such means to frame Ye Guchen.
"But I heard that Ye Guchen has recovered his swordsmanship talent and defeated Beidanggui. It is always a hidden danger. If there is a chance, let's settle it at the Ten Houses Elite Meeting."
Xia Yubing talked to herself, her tone casual, as if she was talking about a trivial matter.
But the temperature around it has dropped a lot again.
After helping Chu Xiqing obtain the crystal jade vein, Ye Guchen returned to Tingxue Tower again.
He became a killer sword demon wearing a blood-red mask.
In his spare time, Ye Guchen would go to Tianzhu Pavilion and exchange sword-making techniques with Chu Xiqing.
"So the so-called casting and refining is the superposition and combination of materials, and the true energy is used to open up the veins of the vessel..."
Inside the pavilion, Chu Xiqing and Ye Guchen were communicating.
"I really benefited a lot from talking to Miss Chu." Ye Guchen smiled lightly.
He really wanted to forge a sword that was only his own.
"If there is a chance, I can take you to the casting room of my Tianzhu Pavilion and it might be better to experience casting with your own hands." Chu Xiqing said with a smile.
At this moment, another noise suddenly came from under the pavilion.
Chu Xiqing and Ye Guchen both stood up. After going downstairs, at the door of Tianzhu Pavilion, a ragged old man in ragged clothes was standing at the door, surrounded by several female escorts.
"Is it him again?" Chu Xiqing raised her eyebrows slightly.
Ye Guchen looked closely and saw that it was the old drunkard from before. Ye Guchen had given him ten pieces of crystal jade to buy wine.
"Old man, I want a drink, just wine!"
The old drunkard, who smelled of alcohol, was acting up and rolling on the ground.
"What a bad old man! He dares to act wild in our Tianzhu Pavilion. Guards, drive him away!" A female waitress scolded her with raised eyebrows.
"Wait a minute..." A calm and calm voice sounded.
"Ye... Mr. Ye?" The waitress saw Ye Guchen's background and hurriedly stepped aside.
"If you want to drink, let's go." Ye Guchen flicked his sleeves.
The old drunkard was stunned for a moment, staring at Ye Guchen's back. There seemed to be something fleeting in his cloudy old eyes. Then he stood up, patted the dust on his body, and followed.
In the tavern, Ye Guchen and the old drunkard sat opposite each other, with a table full of good wine in front of them.
The old drunkard drank voraciously, while Ye Guchen just drank from the wine bowl.
After a long time, almost all the wine on the table was finished by the old drunkard, and Ye Guchen only finished the wine in the wine bowl.
"Boy, you don't like drinking?" The old drunkard glanced sideways at Ye Guchen.
"Wine messes with the mind. A small drink will make you happy, but a big drink will harm your body." Ye Guchen said calmly.
"Humph, I've finished drinking. Old man, I'm leaving." The old drunkard wiped his mouth with his dirty sleeves, stood up and was about to leave.
"Hey..." Ye Guchen sighed suddenly.
"Boy, what are you sighing for?" The old drunkard stared at Ye Guchen.
"We are both fallen people at the end of the world. How can we meet each other before?" Ye Guchen seemed to be pointing out something.
"Boy, what are you talking about?" The old drunkard's eyes flashed darkly.
"I was once the leader of the Seven Prodigies of Tianhe Mansion. I was framed, the innate sword fetus was taken away from my body, and my sword veins were completely destroyed. I suffered countless slanders, insults, and humiliations. I dare to ask my predecessors, can I be considered miserable?" Ye Guchen said casually.
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The sound of "Senior" made the old drunkard's eyes narrow even more.
"What does your words have to do with me, old man?" the old drunkard said in a low voice.
"Isn't it true that senior is just like the kid? He is also a fallen person in the world. Otherwise, why would he be like this now, drinking to drown his sorrows and numb himself all day long?" Ye Guchen said.
"What nonsense, old man, I don't understand." The old drunkard rolled up his sleeves and was about to leave.
"Senior is a foundry master, right?"
The old drunkard's steps suddenly froze.
"I see that there are thick calluses on the tiger's mouth, which are the result of many years of casting. Although the smell of alcohol is strong on the body, it can't hide the smell of fireworks. Finally, and most importantly, the senior is also a sword fanatic..."
After Ye Guchen finished speaking, the old drunkard slowly turned around.
"You brat, how can you be sure that I am a sword-mad old man?"
"Intuition." Ye Guchen smiled mysteriously.
But you must know that as a sword demon who has been immersed in the art of swordsmanship for more than forty years and has dominated the world, he is extremely keenly aware of people who are also obsessed with swords.
It's not an exaggeration to say it's intuition.
The old drunkard took a deep look at Ye Guchen and suddenly said: "Boy, do you have a damaged spiritual weapon on you?"
"Indeed, but I don't know what the senior means by asking this?" Ye Guchen nodded.
"Hmph, you invited me to drink so much wine. I'm not the one taking advantage. Bring me the sword." The old drunkard held out a pair of dirty withered hands.
If it were an ordinary person, let alone a priceless spiritual weapon, even an ordinary spiritual weapon would not be handed over to someone without knowing the details.
But Ye Guchen just smiled faintly, flashed the Yuan Ring between his fingers, and the robbery fell into the eyes of the old drunkard.
The old drunkard's hands, as dry as bird's claws, caressed the blade of the sword, as if caressing his wife whom he had not seen for many years.
Then, he turned around and left without even saying hello to Ye Guchen.
Ye Guchen smiled casually and did not catch up.
He knew that the old drunkard must not be an ordinary person, but judging from his disabled hands, the old drunkard must have had some unknown experiences of frustration.
But now, Ye Guchen is not going to explore the identity of the old drunkard.
After that, Ye Guchen returned to his days of cultivation. He lived in a small bamboo forest outside Shanghe City, improving his cultivation level and honing his sword skills as the Tingxue Tower Sword Demon.
During this period of time, Ye Guchen's cultivation also rose from the fifth level of the Jingyuan Realm to the seventh level of the Jingyuan Realm. Although it never rose as wildly as before, it was still steady.
At the same time, what is surprising is that the identity of Tingxuelou Sword Demon was also on the list of Saint Yuan Tianjiao. Although it was only ranked in the forties, everyone including Tianhe Mansion and several surrounding prefectures knew about it.
Another proud man wearing a blood-colored mask appeared in the Blood Tower.
"I heard that the sword demon in Tingxue Tower is really terrifying. It seems that none of his assassinations failed."
"That's right. Including Sword Demon, plus Nightingale, Yu Shichou, Red-haired Ghost, and the geniuses on the Shengyuan Tianjiao List, Tingxue Tower accounts for four of them."
"Among them, Yu Shichou ranks fourth, the red-haired ghost ranks thirteenth, the nightingale ranks thirty-seventh, and the sword demon only appeared recently and ranks forty-second."
"But it's a pity that the Ten Houses Elite Association is held to prepare for the selection of disciples from the three major sects and the four major colleges. They are all assassins of Tingxue Tower, so naturally they cannot join these seven major forces."
Ye Guchen was walking on the streets of Shanghe City, listening to idle words, and was a little surprised in his heart. He didn't expect that in just a short period of time, the reputation of the Sword Demon had been established.
Afterwards, Ye Guchen put on black clothes and a bloody face, entered a station in Tingxue Building, and began to accept tasks as usual.
However, when Ye Guchen came to the underground space, he suddenly discovered that the atmosphere was unusual.
Many Tingxue Tower assassins all looked at the end of the underground space, where the jade slips were placed.
A blood-red jade slip, bright red and dazzling, like blood.