Chapter 39 Mei Xiang

In the morning, the warm red morning sun gently sprinkled on the "On Sword Square".

Today's "On Sword Square" is more lively than usual, because there will be a wonderful competition today.

Liu Changge, the chief disciple of Guangyun Zhenren, came on the stage to talk about the sword, which is like an anecdote. On the one hand, no one has challenged him, and it is difficult to find a challenge for opponents. Therefore, it is rare to see him on the stage to talk about his sword and show his skills.

A thousand disciples of Sanqingguan have gathered 700 disciples at this moment, surrounding the sword fighting platform. In addition to seeing Liu Changge's elegant demeanor, people also want to see the beautiful face of the beautiful woman, because the view of Sanqing is mostly male disciples, and female disciples are rare.

On a ring just west of the sword fighting platform, several seats were placed, sitting on the three leaders of Guang Chengzi, Guangyun, Guangyi and a group of elders. Behind Guang Chengzi stood a young man in white with a cold face, who was his second disciple Shangguan Yu, and Liu Changge stood behind Guangyun Zhen.

The sound of gongs!

A pink shadow Xufei went to the sword fighting platform. As soon as she appeared, Yan Ji recognized that she was a pink-clad beauty who followed Guangyun to the ancestral temple three days ago. At this moment, her face is still frosty and her eyes are cold. In Yan Ji's eyes, this beautiful woman has a straight face all day long as if she can't get her foreign debt back.

As soon as she came on stage, the onlookers made a sensation and discussed how beautiful she was and how strong she was.

"Meixue refused to fall in spring,

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Meixun's snow is three-point white,

The snow lost a period of plum fragrance.

Yan Ji and Zhou Ruohan looked for a sound. The person who recited the poem was a young disciple, about 18 or 19 years old, dressed in blue and had beautiful facial features.

When the man saw Yan Ji looking at him, he nodded and smiled as a greeting, and Yan Ji also nodded and saluted.

Listen to the man again: "I'm afraid this brother doesn't know this person on the stage, right? Hearing me recite a poem, he actually looked back at me, as if he had never heard this poem.

Yan Ji nodded gently and replied, "I don't know her!" What's wrong?"

The man smiled and said, "This is your ignorance. This 'Mei Xiangxue' is known as the first beauty of this school, but you don't know it."

Yan Ji frowned and said in surprise, "The first beauty? That's it? She always has a straight face, just like who owes her money. A woman has to smile often to see it. If this woman smiles, maybe... Ah..."

At this point, Yan Ji suddenly howled like a killed pig, but when he saw Zhou Ruohan's fierce eyes, he stared at Yan Ji fiercely.

The man snickered and said, "You don't understand, you don't know how to appreciate her!" I don't know how to appreciate this type of beauty! In addition, I advise this brother not to look at women if someone is in charge!"

Zhou Ruohan glanced at the man, took Yan Ji's hand and said, "Brother, there are too many people here. Let's change to another place!" After saying that, he pulled Yan Ji and hurriedly left here.

Yan Ji felt quite embarrassed, moved the corners of her mouth a few times, and whispered, "What the senior sister taught must have been taught by the senior sister. A good gentle and elegant sister was taught like this by her!"

Under the warm red morning sun, a white cold light flew quickly and landed on the sword fighting platform. The onlookers looked at the white shadow and said "hey" one after another, and then heard a buzzing discussion:

"Who is this woman? I think she can compete with this 'Mei Xiangxue' for the title of the most beautiful woman in her family!"

"It's more than that! I think she seems to be much better than Mei Xiangxue. Mei Xiangxue is cold, as if her eyes can kill people.

“......”

Mei Xiangxue, who surrounds the audience, is naturally a beautiful woman in a pink dress on the sword fighting stage. She is the second disciple of Guangyun Zhenren. She is widely known and privately praised as the first beauty among the second generation of female disciples by a group of vulgar disciples. In addition, her cultivation is also the highest among all female disciples.

Liang Xiangling appeared in white, but she set off a fairy temperament that did not eat the fireworks of the world, like a nine-day fairy dripping down the earth. Her natural and kind face makes her more charming, charming but not tacky, extraordinary and vulgar.

Both are beautiful women, but they are not of the same type of beauty.

Liang Xiangling smiled and arched his hand and said, "Qingzhu Xianju Liang Xiangling, please give me some advice!"

Mei Xiangxue's face was expressionless, as cold as frost, raised the mahogany-colored fairy sword in her hand, and said lightly, "The name of the sword is 'Meixiang Sword'. Ask Sister Liang for advice!"

With a slight sound of the sword, Liang Xiangling slowly pulled out the cold light sword, and the cold air on the table suddenly attacked people. Even the onlookers under the stage could sense the bone-piercing cold air and couldn't help retreating for a distance to avoid the cold air.

In contrast, Mei Xiangxue still stood on the stage with a blank face, holding the fairy sword in her hand tightly, and did not draw the fairy sword out of the sheath. Under the attack of cold air, Mei Xiangxue was unmoved, which showed that she was superior in strength and should not be underestimated.

Liang Xiangling shook the fairy sword in his hand, clenched the formula with his left hand, and sacrificed a white fog to attack Mei Xiangxue. Wherever the cold air went, there were frost flowers all over the sky, leaving a thin layer of ice on the table.

Meixue still did not draw the fairy sword out of the sheath. The fairy sword in her hand and the scabbard were across her chest. The red fairy sword in her hand emanated a warm red light, covering her body under the red light. The cold air invaded, but it was blocked by the red light. The white fog, like water, avoided the red light and flowed behind her. Meixiangxue is like a rock in the current, which does not move at all under the erosion of the current.

This caused a lot of onlookers behind Mei Xiangxue's sword fighting platform. Those people could not resist the cold attack and dodged in confusion.

Liang Xiangling suddenly handed the fairy sword to her left hand, and her right jade finger gently popped out, offering three ice cones to shoot at Mei Xiangxue. The frosty woman was still indifferent, and her cold eyes stared at Liang Xiangling.

Three ice cones flew quickly, but at this time, Mei Xiangxue suddenly jumped up and danced like a dancing fairy, with a very beautiful posture and cleverly dodging the three ice cones.

"Hang!"

A crisp buzz echoed.

Mei Xiangxue, floating in mid-air, suddenly sacrificed the fairy sword in his hand, and saw a slender red light flashing across the table. Mei Xiangjian instantly flew ten feet in front of Liang Xiangling, so fast that it was beyond everyone's imagination.

With this move alone, Liang Xiangling saw that Mei Xiangxue's strength was by no means below her. She did not dare to neglect it. She stood on tiptoe back and led the formula with her right hand to sacrifice four ice walls in a row to block the fast-moving flying sword.

"ka..."

Four crisp sounds in a row, Meixiang's sword was like a broken bamboo, penetrating four ice walls one after another, and came to Liang Xiangling in a blink of an eye.

Liang Xiangling thought that the four ice walls were enough to block the Meixiang sword, but her sword was so powerful that it broke the ice. Liang Xiangling hurriedly put the cold light sword on his chest to block the flying sword.

"Zing..."

A crisp echo echoed in the Sword Square, and the red and white invisible shock wave spread around with these two fairy swords as the center. Liang Xiangling's body shook slightly, the air wave brushed, the skirt flew, and two feet of green silk fluttered in the wind, like a fairy in the wind.

"Wow! Her hair is so beautiful..."

"Yes, she also looks good when she smiles. I think the title of the first beauty should be changed?"

"Go! How do you know how to appreciate such a meaningful woman as Mei Xiangxue? Do you know why she is so cold? Why doesn't she look at all men?

Under the stage, there was a controversy again, obsessed with the two beautiful women on the sword fighting platform.

Mei Xiangjian was hit hard and bounced back after a burst of shaking, but when he saw Liang Xiangling, he immediately picked up the sword, patted it from top to bottom, and landed the Mei Xiangjian to the ground. Half of the sword body was inserted on the slate table, and only then did I see that there was a plum blossom engraved on the sword.

It is Liang Xiangling's common trick to get the opponent's fairy sword out of the master's control.

A pink figure flashed in front of Liang Xiangling. By the time she reacted, Mei Xiangxue had taken back her fairy sword. Liang Xiangling was shocked and didn't know that Mei Xiangxue's imperial style also made it so excellent.

"Good job, Sister Mei..."

The people shouting under the stage are the disciples of Guangyun Zhenren. There are men and women, and Lu Yunshuang, Jiang Yuncai, Liu Changfeng and others are naturally among them.

Yan Ji snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "There are too many people!" With that, he shouted at the sword fighting platform: "Hey! Sister, freeze that popsicle-like woman into a popsicle! Go back to dinner earlier than before, and don't spend time with her!"

Yan Ji called Mei Xiangxue a "ice stick" and suddenly offended two waves of crowds, one was Mei Xiangxue's younger brothers and sisters, and the other was a group of young disciples who were infatuated with Mei Xiangxue. Two groups of people retorted to him:

"Who do you say is a popsicle?"

"Where did the boy come from so arrogant?"

“......”

Among the crowd, there were many people who recognized Yan Ji and said in surprise, "Aren't you the one who defeated Liu Changfeng?"

"Then he is not Liang Xiangling's younger brother, my God! He is the opponent of Liu Changge in the next competition!"

As soon as this statement came out, Liu Changfeng immediately blushed and retreated behind a group of brothers, trying to cover up his blush and shame.

In the crowd, the discussion is still more than the voice:

"Since he can defeat Liu Changfeng, he seems to have some strength and should be able to deal with Liu Changge."

"I don't think otherwise, he is by no means Liu Changge's opponent!"

“......”

The fairy sword Mei Xiangjian in Mei Xiangxue's hand burst into the warm red light of the morning glow in the discussion under the stage, reflecting the red glow of the eastern sky. The red light of Mei Xiang's sword was red, reflecting her snow-like skin red.

On the sword fighting platform, a fragrance spread out. It was the fragrance of plum blossoms, and it was no wonder that her fairy sword was called "Meixiang Sword". When the onlookers under the stage smelled this fragrance, they suddenly felt refreshed and depressed.

"Women are women, and fairy swords sprinkle so much powder."

Yan Ji sneered and immediately attracted a voice to refute: "This is Yan Ji's lack of knowledge. Of course, her fairy sword is not sprinkled with powder."

Yan Ji looked at the elegant and handsome Taoist priest Matsuko, so she greeted him with a smile. Changsongzi also smiled and returned the salute, and then continued: "The aroma of the plum sword comes from the sword itself. It is said that in the peach garden of heaven, a plum tree is planted with the peach tree. This plum tree absorbs peach aura and moistens the peach garden spiritual soil. After ten thousand years, it has become a fairy tree. Later, the fairy tree fell into the mortal world and was carved into this 'meixiang sword'. Although it is wood, it is also as strong as divine iron, which can still destroy ordinary magic soldiers.