Chapter 23 The Sword

"Haha, Brother Zhang!"

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaofan was slapped on the shoulder.

At this time, Zhang Xiaofan's attention was focused on Tian Linger, who was gradually leaving. He didn't notice the situation around him at all. He couldn't help but be shocked. His whole body jumped to the side. In a blink of an eye, it was Zeng Shushu, whom he had just met in the morning.

Zeng Shushu smiled and looked relaxed. He looked up and down at Zhang Xiaofan, and then turned his eyes to the monkey Xiaohui beside him.

Xiaohui saw that the extremely annoying guy ran over again, and the boss didn't want to. He grinned and made a grimace. He turned around and jumped on the back of the rhubarb. He patted the rhubarb's dog's head. The rhubarb stared at Zhang Xiaofan and Zeng Shu

Zhang Xiaofan frowned and shouted, "Xiaohui, come back, don't run around."

Zeng Shushu smiled and said, "Don't be afraid. The three-eyed monkey is so smart that it won't run away."

Zhang Xiaofan shrugged his shoulders and turned his head. He was about to talk to Zeng Shushu. Suddenly, his heart moved. In a blink of an eye, he saw that the direction of Rhubarb ran with Xiaohui on his back was indeed the kitchen. He thumped in his heart and lost his voice, "Ah, you

Zeng Shuqi said, "What's the matter?"

Zhang Xiaofan coughed dryly and said with a dry smile, "No, it's okay. By the way, Brother Zeng, aren't you going to participate in the test? Why did you come to me when you have time?

Zeng Shushu smiled and said, "Oh, I'm done. I have nothing to do. When I see you here, come and say hello."

Zhang Xiaofan was shocked and said, "What, you have finished the comparison. What's the result?"

Zeng Shushu brushed the fan in his hand, rubbed his black hair on his head, and said, "Well, I won a game by accident, hehe."

Looking at him casually, Zhang Xiaofan didn't seem to have experienced a big fight at all. He asked carefully, "Brother Zeng, is it that your practice is very high?"

Zeng Shushu immediately shook his hand and said, "Oh, Brother Zhang, what are you talking about? How can I get to the scene with my little practice? If my father hadn't forced me to practice all the time, I wouldn't have been too lazy to practice the truth and raise flowers, feed birds and read books every day. What a free day would it be! But then again," he put his hand on Zhang Xiaofan's shoulder, took him forward, and whispered, "I didn't expect that there would be someone worse than me in this seven-vein martial arts test."

Zhang Xiaofan smiled bitterly and said, "It's much worse than you!"

Zeng Shushu shrugged his shoulders and said carelessly, "So what's more? Anyway, no matter how greedy I am, I dare not think that I can win to the end, but I'm very interested in your three-eyed monkey. Hey hey, Brother Zhang, why don't you take it..."

When Zhang Xiaofan saw his treacherous face, he immediately said, "Brother Zeng, don't hit me with Xiaohui!"

Zeng Shushu suffocated and turned his eyes and said, "Then I'll exchange things with you. You don't know, I raised a lot of interesting things on Fenghuifeng, such as three-legged rabbits, black and white peacocks, shellless turtles and winged snakes..."

Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help saying, "Are there really so many strange things?"

Zeng Shu wrote and said, "It's needless to say that in order to collect these treasures, I have spent a lot of time and been beaten and scolded by my father, but I still like your three-eyed monkey. How about it? What do you like? I'll exchange it for you?"

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and said, "No, I just raise Xiaohui to see that it is destined for me. Besides, you give me those black and white rabbits, shellless peacocks and so on..."

Zeng Shushu immediately corrected: "It's a three-legged rabbit, a black and white peacock, and a turtle without a shell!"

Zhang Xiaofan stuck out his tongue and said, "Oh, yes, yes, but I'm not interested in those, so I won't change it."

Zeng Shushu turned his eyes again. He pulled Zhang Xiaofan to a remote place and looked around. His face was full of strangeness and whispered, "Brother Zhang, I'll show you something good. Do you like it?" With that, he took out a thick book with a blue cover from his arms and handed it to Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan took it over and saw that there was no name in the book, and the cover was old. It seemed that it had been a long time. Looking at Zeng Shushu again, it seems to be fine on the surface, but a pair of flexible eyes keep looking around, very vigilant. The original beautiful face now looks a little strange and even obscene. It seems that this book is not a record of the peerless formula, but a rare book.

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and said, "Brother Zeng, I can't stand this kind of precious book, and my qualifications are so poor that it's useless to use it. I don't want to exchange it with Xiaohui. Just put it away."

Zeng Shushu stared at him and whispered, "If you don't read it, just say so. Take a look first. Come on."

Zhang Xiaofan saw that he looked strange, and he couldn't help but be a little curious about the book. When he opened it, he was stunned and blushed for a moment. It turned out that in addition to a large number of words, there were many pictures in this thick book, but the paintings were all hugged by men and women, which turned out to be Zhang Xiaofan saw this kind of thing for the first time in his life, but the style of painting in this book was delicate and the characters were vivid. His heart jumped and he couldn't help saying, "Brother Zeng, you, you, how can you have such a thing..."

"Shh!" Zeng Shushu was shocked, hurriedly grabbed the book and put it into his arms, and then carefully looked at the fellow disciples walking around. He stared at Zhang Xiaofan and said, "Don't be so loud."

Zhang Xiaofan woke up, but he was still shocked. He whispered, "Brother Zeng, how could you, er, read this kind of book?"

Zeng Shushu squeezed the corners of his mouth and said, "So what if you read it? Let me tell you, this is a strange book. I heard that it is still a lonely book! I don't know how much effort it took me to get it. I'm sure that after you see it, you will laugh proudly and win the hearts of women in the world. How about using it for your little ash..."

Zhang Xiaofan immediately shook his head and said, "No."

Zeng Shushu said angrily, "This doesn't work, and that doesn't work either. Can you tell me what you want?"

Zhang Xiaofan said honestly, "I don't want anything."

Zeng Shushu had nothing to do and spat, "Why are you like a piece of wood?"

Zhang Xiaofan smiled and didn't care, but his eyes involuntarily drifted to the distance, looming white clouds, and the beautiful figure loomed.

Zeng Shushu was heartless. He put away the book, opened the fan again with a brush, fanned it twice, and suddenly only heard the bell Dingqi in the distance. It seemed that another competition began.

Zeng Shushu glanced at that place, suddenly smiled, pulled Zhang Xiaofan and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to see the most popular figure in Qingyunmen in this big test."

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned and surprised, "Who is it?" After a pause, his face suddenly became gloomy and said, "Is it Brother Qi Hao of Long Shoufeng?"

Zeng Shushu said "Oh" and looked at Zhang Xiaofan with a little surprise, but he still shook his head and said, "Brother Qi's practice is naturally very famous, but haven't you heard that this time the most eye-catching person is another person."

Zhang Xiaofan thought for a long time and said, "Who is it?"

Zeng Shushu seemed to have forgotten the dispute just now in a moment. He smiled and said mysteriously, "You will know if you come with me!" With that, he pulled Zhang Xiaofan forward. Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but be a little curious about the so-called mysterious figure, so he followed him.

Zeng Shushu took Zhang Xiaofan straight to the largest "dry" platform in the eight ring. Zhang Xiaofan followed him and looked around. Under the stage, the disciples of Qingyunmen were crowded with people. Seeing that there were at least four or five hundred people in this way, Zhang Xiaofan calculated a little in his heart, and it was estimated that At least more than half of the Qingyunmen people in the square are gathered under this stage, especially the male disciples of the younger generation.

When the two approached, they only heard the noise getting louder and louder, surrounded by the cheerful discussion of Qingyun disciples.

"Xiaozhufeng has always been rich in beautiful women. I heard that this time, Lu Xueqi is known as the most outstanding beauty in 500 years!"

"That's need for you to say. I saw her in the Yuqing Hall that day. It was really beautiful... Oh, who hit me on the head... What, uncle?"?

A white-bearded old man said angrily beside him, "Little rabbit, you are a person of cultivation, and your heart should be like water. Why are you still so greedy for beauty? If you are on the stage, you have to just look at that face. If you don't do it, you will lose first!"

“...... Yes."

"Well, so I have already told the first brother that the beauty is a disaster, and we Qingyunmen should not accept female apprentices."

......

"Cough, uncle, your old man is really, er, wise and wise, but isn't your voice too loud?"

"What's the matter? Am I wrong?" The old man with a white beard blew his beard and stared, and his voice was a little higher.

"No, no," the young disciples quickly surrounded him and whispered with a smiling face, "Uncle, Master Shuiyue is sitting in it."

"..." After lowering his voice, the old man said, "Well, if it hadn't been for the same facade, I would have..."

All the disciples said together that Qi claimed that Mr. Song's cultivation was profound and broad-minded and did not care about the villain's descendants. Zeng Shushu and Zhang Xiaofan looked at each other. Zeng Shushu shrugged his shoulders. Zhang Xiaofan whispered to him, "Is the person you are talking about Xiaozhufeng's senior sister?"

Zeng Shushu nodded, looked at the stage and said, "It hasn't started yet. You will know her fame later. However, alas, there are too many people here.

While talking, the two turned around, but they were still circling around the crowd. The inside had long been squeezed by layers of Qingyun disciples, and even the needle could not be inserted. Zhang Xiaofan became more and more curious. It seemed that this mysterious figure was really popular, and so many Qingyun disciples were attracted.

Zeng Shushu's face was full of anxiety and kept saying, "It's terrible. I don't have a good seat. If I had known it, I would have queued up here last night."

Zhang Xiaofan was shocked and didn't say anything. Suddenly, Zeng Shushu's eyes lit up. He saw dozens of disciples of Fenghuifeng standing in front of him. Without saying a word, he pulled up Zhang Xiaofan and rushed over. The disciples of Fenghuifeng saw Zeng Shushu and smiled one after another. One of the tall men It's too late."

Zeng Shushu ignored him and pulled up Zhang Xiaofan and squeezed in. Feng Huifeng's disciples were obviously very good to Zeng Shushu. They all got aside, and even squeezed in with Zhang Xiaofan. It didn't take long for the two to get into the inner circle. As expected, the sight here was great. I saw seven or eight people sitting closest to the ring. The head of Qingyunmen, the Zhendao Xuanzhen, the first Cangsong Taoist of Longshoufeng and the first Shuiyue master of Xiaozhufeng were all present. Most of the other And behind them, the disciples of Qingyun stood densely. The most eye-catching beautiful disciples of Xiaozhufeng stood behind Master Shuiyue. Wen Min, whom Zhang Xiaofan knew, was also among them. The closest to Master Shuiyue was the beautiful woman in blue when she drew lots in the Yuqing Hall yesterday. At this moment, she was still as cold and beautiful. It has attracted countless eyes.

"See, it's her." Zeng Shushu poked Zhang Xiaofan with his arm and motioned him to look at the woman in blue. Zhang Xiaofan looked at the woman a few more times and whispered, "Is she the big hit you mentioned?"

Zeng Shushu looked intoxicated and said, "It may not be popular. I heard that it hasn't been a long time for Lu Xueqi to get started, and her cultivation is unpredictable, but everyone says that if it comes to beauty, it is definitely her!"

Zhang Xiaofan frowned and said, "Brother Zeng, your drooling looks very obscene!"

Zeng Shushu: "... Cough, I, do I have it? Hey hey, you must have read it wrong. By the way, can you take a look at our brothers around?

Zhang Xiaofan looked around and saw that most of the young generation of Qingyun disciples around him looked at the beautiful women of Xiaozhufeng, especially Lu Xueqi, the woman in blue, who was even more eye-catching. However, it seems that those beautiful women have been used to this for a long time. They look calm one by one, and Lu Xueqi is even more expressionless and cold, as if she turned a blind eye to the male disciples behind her.

Zeng Shu swallowed his saliva and whispered to Zhang Xiaofan, "It's no wonder that we Qingyunmen have suddenly recruited young disciples over the years. Look around, there are at least three or four hundred people at our age. Hey hey, if we are not deep in cultivation, we are naturally vulnerable to **."

Zhang Xiaofan glanced at him sideways and saw that Zeng Shushu's original beautiful face seemed to have changed at this time. Thinking of the book just now, he only felt that Zeng Shushu had written the word "color" on his forehead.

Zeng Shushu turned around and said in surprise, "Brother Zhang, why don't you think they always look at me? I'm in love with you. When you were a friend, I pulled you over to see it. By the way, which of them do you think has the best figure?"

Zhang Xiaofan immediately turned his head and added the word "wolf" after Zeng Shushu's comments in his heart.

At this time, the original noise suddenly calmed down. Under everyone's attention, Lu Xueqi took a step and saluted Master Shuiyue sitting on the chair. Master Shuiyue nodded lightly and said, "Go ahead."

Lu Xueqi answered, dressed in the whole body, gently held the formula with her right hand, and looked at the stage with a pair of bright and beautiful eyes. At this moment, the faint clouds that were originally at the white jade slabs under her feet suddenly rotated and gathered rapidly from all directions. Soon, a white cloud formed at the feet of Lu Xueqi. Then, Lu Xueqi was like a fairy. In the faint white clouds, the whole person slowly rose, floated into the air, and moved to the stage.

When the mountain wind blows, the white clouds flutter like the softest and most beautiful silk. Lu Xueqi's clothes flutter, her skin color is like snow, and she is so beautiful, like a nine-day fairy falling into the mortal world. When people love and pity, there is still a little awe.

After a moment, the applause under the stage was thunderous, the mountains were full of tsunamis, and the sound was so loud that Zhang Xiaofan was caught off guard. His ears immediately buzzed, and his heart was shocked. He didn't expect Lu Xueqi to be so popular. However, even if he looked at the beautiful figure in the air, It's hard to imagine that there are such beautiful people in the world.

Master Shuiyue, who was sitting under the stage, had always had an indifferent face, and now he had a little more smile.

After a while, a young disciple who walked into the ring from nowhere (because no one noticed at all) had a thick face and a straight look, but he looked a little excited. As soon as he got to the stage, he said to Lu Xueqi, "Sister Lu, I'm Fang Chao, a disciple of Longshoufeng. I'm lucky to compete with my sister today. I'm really lucky!"

"Shh!" There were boos under the stage.

Lu Xueqi was expressionless and said coldly in mid-air, "Brother Fang is polite. Lu Xueqi, the eighth-generation disciple of Xiaozhufeng, asked Brother Fang for advice today."

Zhang Xiaofan stood under the stage and looked at Lu Xueqi, who stopped like a fairy in the air. Suddenly, there was a pain in his heart. Just now, didn't Ling'er's senior sister stand in the air like this? Looking in a trance, Lu Xueqi's figure seemed to coincide with Tian Linger's appearance.

At this moment, Fang Chao on the stage is still chattering. It doesn't matter if he can keep talking like this. It doesn't matter. Fortunately, his opponents in the world are in the majority. Before he could say a few words, countless people, including Zeng Shushu, who stood beside Zhang Xiaofan, were angry loudly. He said, "Wouldn't it start yet?"

"Sex!"

"It's chirping, just like a woman! ... Well, this little Zhufeng's senior sister, ah, what are you doing? No, I absolutely have no other meaning..."

"Dang!"

The last bell of the decisive battle finally rang. Lu Xueqi's face was cold and she looked straight at Fang Chao. Fang Chao was looked at by her cold eyes and suddenly felt cold all over. Although from here, even if Lu Xueqi's cold face was still cold and gorgeous, he did not dare to laugh any more in any case. He quickly put away his smile, straightened his mind, and drew the formula of his right hand, and sacrificed a silver-white fairy sword.

Zhang Xiaofan frowned and couldn't help thinking of Qi Hao's fairy sword "Han Bing". At this time, he only heard Zeng Shushu beside him suddenly snort and whispered, "The people of Longshoufeng have Qi Hao as an example, and they all like to practice this kind of fairy sword."

Zhang Xiaofan's eyes flashed and looked around. He saw people's heads shrugging, but he couldn't find Qi Hao's shadow anyway, not to mention the figure he wanted to see most in his heart but the least he didn't want to see at this moment.

Where did they go? Zhang Xiaofan lowered his head, and there was a burst of sadness in his heart.

Suddenly, Zeng Shushu pulled his arm and said happily, "Xiao Fan, read it, let's begin."

Zhang Xiaofan raised his eyes and looked at the stage. He saw that Fang Chao had already sacrificed the fairy sword, and the table was suddenly cold. However, in Zhang Xiaofan's eyes, he intuitively found that compared with Qi Hao, who was not easy to fight with Tian in those years, Fang Chao obviously had a gap in driving out the cold ice fairy

Looking at Lu Xueqi, she still stopped on the floating clouds with a blank face. Looking at Fang Chao's luck freezing in front of her, it seemed that she had no intention of attacking at all. Behind her, she carried a fairy sword with a sky-blue scabbard. Although this fairy sword could not be combined with its owner like the fairy sword practiced by most people, no one dared to despise it from Fang Chao on the stage to all the Qingyunmen people under the stage.

In the way of cultivation, psychic magic weapons can often be combined with the master after long-term cultivation, and can only be sacrificed when used, which is very convenient. But some strange magic weapons, because their own spirituality is too strong, the human body can't afford it, so it can't do this, and can only be carried by the owner. However, this kind of magic weapon is often the treasure of the immortal family, which is extremely powerful. The deeper the master's cultivation, the more amazing the power it exerts. The treasure of Qingyunmen Zhenmen - the ancient sword "Zhu Xian", belongs to this category.

At this moment, above the ring, there is three feet around Fang Chao, and there has been thin ice on the table. Those close to the disciples under the stage, such as Zhang Xiaofan and Zeng Shushu, feel a cool air coming. But Lu Xueqi, who was still in the air, seemed to be indifferent to it, just looked at Fang Chao coldly.

Fang Chao sang a monologue in full view of the public. The fairy sword flew, and it was okay to look down with hundreds of eyes under the stage in the corners of his eyes, but Lu Xueqi's eyes seemed to be colder than the cold air emitted by her fairy sword. It was cold to the heart, and there was almost a feeling that there

Fang Chao was a little anxious in his heart. At the moment, with the right hand sword formula, the silver-white fairy sword shot Lu Xueqi from the bottom up, and shouted, "Sister Lu, be careful!"

There was a burst of laughter in the crowd under the stage. Looking at Fang Chao's appearance, he was afraid that he would hurt Lu Xueqi. The Cangsong Taoist sitting under the stage looked quite ugly and snorted heavily.

With disdain in the hum, it fell into the ear of a person next to him and immediately reacted: "Why, Brother Cangsong seems to be a little dissatisfied?"

The Taoist Cangsong did not turn his head and said lightly, "Sister Shuiyue, your disciples are really beautiful!"

Master Shuiyue's face changed. During this fighting test, the Cangsong Taoist did not praise her disciples for their practice but praised the beauty of the women. Obviously, there was sarcasm. What kind of person Master Shuiyue was? He raised his eyebrows and immediately said, "I don't know that there are so many disciples under the Qingyun Son, a lustful person."

Cangsong Taoist was furious and was about to refute. Dao Xuanzhen, who sat in the middle of them, raised his hand and smiled, "Okay, well, he is hundreds of years old, and he is not afraid of losing face when quarreling in front of so many disciples. Look at the test, watch the test.

Both of the first seats snorted heavily and turned their heads.

Fang Chao's silver-white fairy sword has rushed to the cloud at Lu Xueqi's feet at this moment. There was no expression on Lu Xueqi's indifferent face, and she didn't see how she moved. The cloud under her feet carried her body and retreated, but Fang Chao's fairy sword was faster. In the blink of an eye

Seeing that at this time, Lu Xueqi turned her backhand, and the sword behind her was taken to her hand. Her jade face was like frost, and she did not pull the sword out of the sheath. She only used the sky blue sword to block it in front of her.

"Zhang!"

The crisp echo echoes far above the square, which is very pleasant.

Fang Chao's silver-white fairy sword was hit hard and bounced back. The face of the Cangsong Taoist above the stage changed greatly. In the surprised eyes of everyone, Lu Xueqi did not hesitate at all. After a slight pink flashed over her snow-white face, she threw the sky-blue sword with the sheath with her right hand. At the same time, her right hand was bent out with five fingers, and the formula was clenched. That day, the blue fairy sword suddenly shone in mid In the ring, the fairy spirit is soaring that it is obviously extraordinary.

Fang Chao didn't dare to neglect. Seeing the blue light of Yao coming all over the world, he was surprised. At the same time, he was even more angry that Lu Xueqi did not even get out of the fairy sword, and he despised him so much. But he still urged the fairy sword in his hand, and in a blink of an eye, he condensed into three ice walls in front of him, emitting a trace of cold air.

In the air, Lu Xueqi's bright eyes are as bright as stars, and her black hair flutters in the wind, which is peerless and touching. She seemed to recite the spell in a low voice, and there was no expression on her cold face. With her gaze, everyone only saw a loud noise on the fairy sword flying in the air at this moment, like a fierce beast roaring, shaking the four fields. In an instant, the blue light was soaring. The fairy sword was like breaking through the sky, and the All the clouds within a few feet were forced to dissipate in a moment, without a trace.

In the light of thousands of blue light, in the deepest place as blue as the sky, the fairy sword flew from the sky, rushed to Fang Chao, and the sound was so fierce that for a moment.

Fang Chao's face was solemn, and his forehead was sweating down, which was obviously shocked by the great power of Lu Xueqi's blue fairy sword. In an instant, the fairy sword rushed in front of him.

"K, K, K, K!"

In the stunned eyes of hundreds of Qingyun disciples, the three ice walls condensed by Fang Chao were like tofu, rushed in like nothing by the blue fairy sword and smashed into pieces.

Fang was shocked. With his strength, it was not impossible to condense more ice walls as a defense, but with his original intention, three ice walls were enough. Unexpectedly, Lu Xueqi's Taoism was so profound, and the blue fairy sword was unexpectedly powerful, and it came to him in a blink of an eye.

At the time of life and death, Fang Chao reluctantly stabilized his mind, and the silver-white fairy sword shone brightly, guarded in front of him, and sacrificed the white light shield. After a while, Lu Xueqi's blue fairy sword had collided with the white light shield.

"Boom!"

The loud sound was like thunder in the sky, rumbling. The huge and invisible shock wave, centered on the two fairy swords, quickly spread around. All the Qingyun disciples standing under the stage suddenly felt that the wind was blowing, and the whole body involuntarily took a step back, and the whole circle of onlookers was also the same. It was expanded backwards.

Everyone changed their faces and were shocked by the unprecedented power of the fairy magic weapon.

After that moment of exclamation, everyone's eyes returned to the ring. Lu Xueqi did not know when she had fallen on the stage. The fairy sword flew back to her hand with the scabbard, and the blue and white light gradually dissipated, but everyone found that Fang Chao's face was like dead ash.

Fang Chao slowly raised his head and pointed to Lu Xueqi. His voice became hoarse for some reason, and he said, "You..."

Everyone was shocked. They didn't know what had happened. Suddenly, a mutation occurred. The silver-white fairy sword, which had been parked in front of Fang Chao since just now, suddenly made a few muffled noises on the sword. After that, under the eyes of countless eyes, the sword suddenly cracked, and then quickly expanded. After a The fairy sword made a painful sound, and it broke into two pieces and fell to the stage.

On and off the stage, there was silence, and everyone held their breath.

What does the immortal sword that has been cultivated for a long time mean to a person who cultivates the truth? There is no one who is unclear about this sea of clouds.

"Wow", on the stage, Fang Chao spewed out a mouthful of blood, stroked his chest, and his face showed pain. He couldn't stand it any longer. He fell to the ground and fainted.