Three days later, the Nine Peaks Sword Fair was held as scheduled.
On Tiantai Peak, there is a naturally formed rooftop on top of the peak.
At this time, there were many disciples standing around.
There are many disciples gathered around a cave, because this was where Master Jingyang once lived.
"Is this the cave where Master Jingyang lives?"
"Probably, there are no other caves nearby."
"I never thought that one day I would be so close to Master Jingyang's cave!"
"Master Jingyang's cave is really simple!"
"Nonsense, have you ever seen an accomplished person who pursues foreign things?"
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Master Jingyang is a revered and worshiped figure in the Tianjian Sect and even in the entire Great Wilderness World. Those disciples who have always targeted Master Jingyang will naturally be very excited when they see Master Jingyang's cave.
At this time, from the cave where everyone was watching, the stone door suddenly opened, and a man in white walked out of the cave.
The disciples from various peaks who were still talking suddenly became quiet when they saw the man in white walking out of Jingyang Cave.
"Meet Uncle He!"
The disciples from all peaks bowed in unison.
On this Tiantai Peak, the only one who can live in Jingyang Zhenren's cave at will is the legendary young master uncle. These disciples are not really stupid, so they naturally know it well.
He Yidao is quite satisfied with the etiquette of the Tianjian Sect, although he sometimes finds it very cumbersome and boring.
As the founder of the sect said, "If an immortal is not polite, he will not be born; if a person is not polite, he will not succeed; if a sect is not polite, there will be no peace."
He Yidao said to Zhu Feng's disciples: "No need to be too polite."
"Thank you, Uncle Master."
With that said, the disciples from various peaks who were originally surrounding the cave made way for He Yidao.
A formation has been set up near the rooftop to prevent the disciples from the various peaks from hurting the disciples outside during the competition.
On the rooftop, there is another disciple in the god transformation stage, he is Hao Tiejian.
Hao Tiejian is now the only disciple of the Tianjian Sect who has reached the realm of Yuanshen. This time, the master sent him to preside over this sword meeting.
On the east side of the rooftop, there are nine chairs, which are the seats of the Nine-Tailed Peak Master.
The other four sides of the rooftop are all disciples of the Tianjian Sect.
As He Yidao sat down, other peak masters from the Nine Peaks also appeared. The first one to come was Lu Huaizhong from the Nine Death Peak. When Lu Huaizhong came, the first words he said were the head brother and the senior brother Bai from the Black Rock Peak.
They won't come to the sword fight this time.
He Yidao nodded and remained silent without asking any more questions. Of course, he didn't know why the leader and senior brother Baifeng didn't come this time, but he wouldn't ask.
After all, it was relatively normal for a peak master to be seated at sword fairs in the past.
As time went by, there were only three peak masters of the Nine Peaks. Apart from He Yidao, there were only Peak Masters Lin Xueru of Lamei Peak and Lu Huazhong of Nine Death Peak.
It’s time for the Heavenly Sword Sect’s Sword Club to begin.
"Fellow peak masters, fellow junior brothers and sisters, this time I am fortunate enough to be favored by the master and sent me to serve as the referee for this sword competition. I am very frightened and think that I am still not qualified to judge the sword moves of you junior brothers and sisters.
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"Senior Brother Hao has already broken through the realm of Yuanshen. He has surpassed many elders of Ji Jianfeng and is the leader among our disciples! When it comes to judging us disciples, he is naturally more than enough."
"Yes, with Senior Brother Hao's level, even as a referee we are very convinced!"
After hearing this, Hao Tiejian smiled casually, first performed a sword salute to the three peak masters who were doing this, and then said to the disciples in the audience: "Since everyone also believes in my strength, then the Nine Peaks Sword Association will
let's start!"
As he said that, Hao Tiejian took out a red booklet with the list drawn yesterday.
"The purpose of the Nine Peaks Sword Club is to test the swordsmanship of the disciples of the various peaks, and also to discuss swordsmanship, so I would like to warn everyone that the friendship between the same disciples comes first, and the Sword Club's ranking comes second."
"This round, Huang Yunxiang of Wintersweet Peak and Ma Zengji of Qingzhu Peak will discuss swords."
The two people whose names were called were the two disciples of Zifu Realm from Winter Plum Peak and Qingzhu Peak. The realms of these two people were also disciples of Zifu's third realm, Condensed Liquid Realm.
The two people whose names were called didn't hesitate much and got up directly and landed on the rooftop.
"Junior Sister Huang, please." Ma Zengji said politely.
"Senior Brother Ma, please." Huang Yunxiang said.
Most of the disciples of Qingzhu Peak are known as Mr. Zhu, and their integrity has won them a lot of praise among the Nine Peaks.
Seven virtues of bamboo:
The bamboo body is straight and would rather break than bend; this is called uprightness.
Although bamboo has knots, it does not stop. It is called striving forward.
The outside of the bamboo is straight and hollow, and the bosom is like a valley. This is called an empty bosom.
Bamboo has flowers but does not bloom, and its face is plain, which is called simplicity.
Bamboo is transcendent and independent, standing tall against the sky and the earth, and is called Zhuoer.
Although bamboo is called Zhuoer, it is not like pine; it is called good group.
Zhu Zaiwen has been passed down from generation to generation, working hard without complaining, this is called responsibility.
Therefore, Ma Zengji had no intention of taking advantage of Huang Yunxiang before this time, and he also wanted to make concessions.
Huang Yunxiang didn't care. When she danced a winter plum sword technique, it was as if plum blossoms were blooming in the air, and she seemed to be able to smell a hint of plum blossom fragrance.
Ma Zengji did not give in completely. When Huang Yunxiang's sword intention gradually became stronger, he suddenly drew out his sword. His sword intention turned into crystal clear green bamboos to block Huang Yunxiang's plum blossoms.
"I heard that the Wintersweet Sword Technique of Wintersweet Peak has been practiced to great perfection. Thousands of sword energy turned into plum blossoms, which can bloom ten miles apart!"
"I have also heard that the Green Bamboo Sword Sutra of Qingzhu Peak can keep the mind calm at all times, so as to find the enemy's weaknesses and defeat them. You see, Ma Zengji's swordsmanship is very stable and calm, just like Junior Sister Huang's swordsmanship, which he has already seen through
Already."
"I heard that Master Tian's Green Bamboo Sword Scripture has already been practiced to the point of being able to use one sword!"
"It's hard to say. The secret skill of Lamei Peak is the 'Ice and Snow Sword Technique'. This Wintersweet Sword Technique is just an ordinary swordsmanship. Compared with the Ice and Snow Sword Technique and the Green Bamboo Sword Technique, it's hard to say who will win."
"Well, yes, both of them have reached the point where the sword intention has penetrated into the sword, but they have not yet realized the power of the sword. Therefore, the realms of these two people are equal. It depends on which one of the two has the best attitude towards him.
I have a deeper understanding of swordsmanship."
He Yidao sat on a chair and did not watch the competition on the rooftop. He just looked at the path down the mountain.
He doesn't care much about the victory or defeat of these people, and now he doesn't care much about whether Han Linhua can get a good ranking in the Zifu realm competition.
Even if Han Linhua breaks through the second level of Zifu and reaches the third level, it seems that it will not be easy for him to achieve good results.
He looked towards the path down the mountain, as if waiting for something.