The Lord who use immortals as food

Even though he guessed that he was a person beyond the level of Bowang, the identity of the old man in front of him was still far beyond Gu Yunfu's expectation. Any one of the three identities was very important, but they were all combined into one - even if it was not Shaolong Dao. The two or three pillars at the front are also one of the ones that should be mentioned in the second sentence.

Why does such a big man hang out in this state?

Gu Yun helped him stand up after the ceremony: "It's a sudden blessing to meet Duke Sui here. Tianshan's etiquette is not considerate, so I hope you can bear it."

Since Tianshan was mentioned, Sui Zaihua returned the favor and said, "It's not common to see a god descending from the mountain."

"I'm sorry to say it, but I've asked Xianrentai to come and co-handle some cases that I'm busy with." Gu Yunfu hesitated and said proactively.

Sui Zaihua nodded: "But if you need it, don't hesitate to say it."

"Don't dare bother me. No matter what Mr. Sui is busy with, I can always do my best."

Sui Zaihua smiled and pointed down: "I'm just here to see the martial arts competition - the harvest in the courtyard has been poor over the years, so I'm here to take the exam today."

"Oh." Gu Yunfu smiled, because he suddenly thought of what Li Weiru said just now.

Zhao Zhang was surprised on the side: "Master Sui returns this time, has he set a definite goal?"

Sui Zaihua gestured towards the seat in the south, and Luo Defeng stood up and handed over his hand.

"Oh." Zhao Zhang thought about what happened at the poetry meeting, and said with a smile, "It turns out that after all the detours, Mr. Shang is still the same."

"I changed my mind." Sui Zaihua didn't shy away from it and said with a smile, "Because he said he knew how to use the Yi Sword."

"That's it." Zhao Zhang nodded.

In fact, he didn't quite understand.

On the other hand, Gu Yunfu was silent for a moment, and then said: "It is indeed a rare talent to learn Yijian in six lifetimes. However, 'acquisition' and 'acquisition' are not the same thing."

Sui Zaihua nodded: "I didn't see it just now, but Mr. Yigu saw it. How about Shang Sheng's sword in the last scene?"

"It is clear that after studying for a long time, there is wisdom but no spirit, and the power of understanding is not yet achieved." Gu Yunfu said, "Actually, Mr. Sui, studying the Yiyi Sword for more than ten years to reach this point is more of the perseverance of study. , not necessarily an amazing talent.”

"Yes." Sui Zaihua nodded with a smile, "Your sect should be very clear about the threshold of the Sword Xiu Academy. If this is the case, I will not make an exception and accept him."

Gu Yun cupped his hands and smiled.

Sui Zaihua also smiled: "That's why he said in front of me last night that if he can't use this sword today, he will never mention it in his lifetime."

"." Gu Yunfu was stunned, "He said... Learn it today?"

"Yes." Sui Zaihua said, "Master Gu's words are fair. In your opinion, how difficult is it to complete this matter?"

How difficult is it?

It's so difficult that he can't do it.

It has already been seen from the man's sword draw just now that although the sword intention is abundant, it is blocked and difficult to release. It is obvious that the man has not reached the unobstructed peak. Gu Yunfu doesn't need to see too many details to know that this threshold is high enough. Even if he has grasped the path, even if he has made a lot of designs and preparations, it is definitely not an easy task to cross it.

It is a broken sword after all.

"If this sword is indeed defective at a critical point, the person can penetrate it with his own strength. Although it has taken more than ten years, after all, he has learned and studied it and let it go to Tianshan." Gu Yunfu hesitated, but still Said, "[Eight Horses] Candidate."

Sui Zaihua nodded and said gently: "Therefore, the pearl is in front of you, so don't hide your eyes and deceive yourself. I know that your sect has some tendencies, and the affairs of the Sword Xiu Academy have always been inseparable from your support, but the Dao Qi Society selects the talented and capable. In fairness, please understand and understand."

"." Gu Yunfu could only hold his hand.

"Look, he has already started." Sui Zaihua suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled, twirled his fingers in the air and closed his eyes.

Gu Yun was stunned for a moment, then he turned his head and looked down the field, his face slowly and solemnly.

Indeed, as the old man said, the challenge has not yet begun, but the hazy feeling has gradually disappeared around him. Under the ring, the man in black cloak is sitting alone with his sword in hand, his eyes closed solemnly, and he has fallen asleep again. Get into that mysterious meaning.

Obviously, this is not his first time here. Every time the sword intention touched this space before, it left seeds. Now he is following these veins and turning the entire arena into a cocoon for hatching this sword.

Gu Yun regained his mind and caught a glimpse of green in the corner of his eye. When he turned his head, it was the girl in green clothes who came to the edge of the stage, bowed and looked at Sui Zaihua.

——

On the martial arts field, the atmosphere gradually became quiet.

There is indeed something elusive in the air. Not only the two people on the high platform noticed this field, but also many people with keen senses felt the indescribable ambiguity.

And this feeling is very familiar. Tens of thousands of eyes moved towards the black cloak sitting cross-legged under the ring - this was the fresh mystery this man brought to them in the second game.

Just like a spider weaving a web, the man is putting all his emotions and intentions into this scene, hoping that when he wins in this battle later, the smooth flow he gets will be strong enough to feed back his emotions and intentions to help him penetrate the sword in one fell swoop.

Among the audience, a wonderful concept has begun to spread - the sword of mind.

What Mr. Shang used was the rumored Intention Sword.

Some senior swordsmen were so shocked that they held their breath, but for most people, even with an explanation, they still felt like they were seeing a ghost.

This kind of magic and mystery has never been heard of before - this is not a matter of accident at all, this can no longer be called a sword, can it?

How could he, sitting there alone, make tens of thousands of people in the entire square feel something?

It's clearly a magic trick from the gods!

Therefore, there is no need to compete, as long as they are in this field and feel the ubiquitous faint coolness, countless people will completely believe in the man's invincibility.

However, this martial arts competition is by no means without suspense.

There is still another big handicap in the gambling room, and countless people are still eagerly looking forward to the next competition.

Gain, the young man in black, still holding the knife, sat cross-legged quietly beside him.

In the hearts of countless people, this young man is synonymous with miracles at this time, not to mention that the man who just took away the power of the raging tiger with a sword and commanded the wind to stop the waves is still in front of them. People fully believe that he can meet Shang Huai again. Let’s fight for the first time!

——Not to mention the magical magic of the Shang family, aren’t the sword skills just like the magic arts?

Moreover, the terrifying figure that forced Zhang Zongyuan to breathe is still fresh in our memory. Even many people who thought that Shang Huaitong would win actually admitted in their hearts that the young man's ability to fight between blades may indeed exceed Got Shang Huaitong.

In fact, in the hearts of quite a few people, Yang Yan is actually the leader - even if he loses to Shang Huaitong.

Defeating Zhang Zongyuan head-on, who is one of the few strong players in the Six Lives, was originally a battle to win the championship. The young man really has this solid strength - let alone the victory or defeat, why didn't Shang Huaitong fight first? A tough battle between one round and six lives?

It's just that the rules are opposites after all. At this time, facing a powerful enemy like Shang Huaitong, he still needs to show his amazing sharpness to everyone again.

There are definitely not a few people who believe that he can do it.

The other two players were sitting together.

Pei Ye's green shirt has the same temperament as his long sword - it's new, but it has obvious signs of use.

Zhang Junxue's clothes have never been brighter.

They gathered the least attention, and they seemed to be holding together for warmth at this time, but people knew that they would soon be separated and face a powerful opponent that was difficult to defeat.

Because the huge red curtain with the next match written on it has already hung down on the ring.

——

Under the ring.

In the once bustling space, there are now only a few people left, so the four contestants bear almost all the attention.

The empty arena was already waiting for the next battle. After Pei Ye and Li Mingqing left, they turned around and sat back down next to Zhang Junxue in silence.

Yang Yan was sitting not far away holding a knife, which was unsheathed.

Winning the championship is not only the audience's expectation for him, but also in the young man's heart, his eyes have never moved away from that position.

Especially now, as he gently stroked the smooth blade, he clearly felt that his connection with the "whale" of the void was solidified after he swung the knife.

This is no longer a move that works sometimes but not always. Although it is still a little unfamiliar, it is indeed in my hands.

He had already told Pei Ye that he could win six lives, and now with the second chapter of "Swallowing the Sea", this is an undoubted guarantee.

Whether facing Zhang Zongyuan or Shang Huaitong, he never lacked the belief to win.

Even at this time, he also felt the coolness that filled the entire place.

He turned around and saw that Zhang Junxue had obviously felt the same. She turned her head and looked at Shang Huaitong with a cold look. Pei Ye on the side didn't seem to have any reaction. He said nothing and looked at the empty space on the other side with a not very expression on his face. Good look.

But Yang Yan knew that he must be the one with the sharpest perception. Sure enough, the young man suddenly turned his head and looked at Shang Huaitong.

Yang Yan immediately followed his gaze.

The next moment, the man sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes, took two deep breaths, and curved the corners of his mouth in a slight arc.

Then Yang Yan felt the change in her consciousness - the invisible threads spread bit by bit throughout the space. They connected and proliferated, and at this moment, they finally covered the entire martial arts field.

After finishing all this, Shang Huaitong sat quietly for a moment, straightened his cloak, and stood up with his sword in hand. Then, his fingers lingered on the hilt of the sword, and he suddenly turned his head and looked over.

Meet the eyes of three people.

The distance between the two parties was actually not too far, and the man did not move forward. He only glanced at the faces of the three of them twice, and suddenly smiled faintly.

Yang Yan said coldly: "Where are you looking at your mother?"

Shang Huaitong's eyes were fixed on his face, but his expression remained smiling. It could be seen that he was in a good mood. He smiled softly and said, "Let me see which step is more suitable for my feet."

Then he remembered something, turned around and looked at the hanging ranking of the four people, and looked back with a cold smile: "It's a pity, it won't be you in the next round."

Then he looked at Zhang Junxue, looked at her twice, but without saying a word, he moved his eyes to Pei Ye's face.

"Actually, I still prefer you, Pei Ye." Shang Huaitong smiled faintly, "If there is another sword worth looking at in Bowang City, it is you. Victory with the sword must be more interesting. some."

"And to be honest, I do have some interest in talking about swords with you - you know, I have tried to talk about swords with other people before, but they were all stupid and disgusting. It really made me laugh and sick."

Pei Ye looked at him lightly and looked away without saying a word.

Shang Huaitong didn't care, gave up with a smile, picked up his sword and walked under the ring.

Zhang Junxue suddenly whispered behind Pei Ye: "You are angry."

There was a hint of deliberate excitement in his tone.

Pei Ye turned around and looked at her expressionlessly.

Yes, the woman was right behind him, and her subtle reactions and movements couldn't be hidden from her eyes, not to mention that Pei Ye didn't bother to pretend.

"When someone provokes me, I get angry. Is there anything strange about it?"

Zhang Junxue lowered her head: "So, I think you need to understand me."

"." Pei Ye looked at her, "I don't understand."

"."

"When you are angry, you are angry, and when you do things, you do things. Wubi will continue to fight as I should, and will not act out of emotion."

".I'm not acting on impulse." The atmosphere became tense again, and Zhang Junxue felt a little depressed, "Then, what if you lose to Shang Huaitong?"

"If I lose, I lose. If I lose, I will admit it." The young man said, "I didn't necessarily want to win the first place."

"Don't you use that trick?"

"I don't have to." Pei Ye looked at her, the emotion and purpose in his eyes were clear.

——You see, I can endure this "humiliating" situation, because I just want to do my best in martial arts. Then, you can also let go of this kind of emotional struggle, as long as the final result is good.

Let's put aside our anger and do our own thing, and we can still be very happy.

"You're pretending, you're obviously angry." Zhang Junxue first avoided looking, then looked at Pei Ye who was about to speak, and immediately blocked her, "You don't need to give a reason, I can't always talk to you anyway."

"You can't convince me anyway." The woman lowered her head and added.

So Pei Ye took a deep breath and really had nothing to say, and the two of them fell into oppressive silence again.

Fortunately, this atmosphere will not last forever, because time will pass and the cauldron will sound.

Sure enough, amidst the chanting of Qingyue's ritual utensils, Xu Sigong's familiar roll call sounded again on the field: "The Bowang Golden Autumn Martial Arts Competition, the first game of the second round of the Kuai Competition! The battle of Yisi, You Liao The fire in the mind, the sword in Minghuang Snow - Qijiao Shang Huaitong, Xu Gu Zhang Junxue!"

Amidst the sudden noise, some places fell silent - the Zhang family who made no move among the dozen or so people, Cui Yu and Zheng Shou who were silent, Gu Guang who had not slept all night, clenched his fist and threw a hand at him. His eyes were equally tight as he went down; to the south, Fang Jidao looked down worriedly, and beside him, Qi Zhaohua also tightened his jaw.

The two people in this scene are related to too many people.

Next to Pei Ye, the woman held down the knife and stood up silently.

She hesitated for a moment, then looked at Pei Ye who was sitting and stopped for a moment, but the boy still tilted his head and didn't look at her.

So Zhang Junxue remained silent, lowered her eyebrows, and went forward with the knife on her back.

Thank you to the boss of Blue and Black Hurricane for the reward, and thank you for your support! The boss spends too much money!

Then I still owe 30 updates.

Unfortunately, December is very busy to the naked eye, and normal updates may not be guaranteed. I hope I can pay off a wave of debt after the holidays in January!

(I remember when I was reading online articles in junior high school, one author proudly marked the title with "A big chapter of four thousand words!". Who would have thought that now, four thousand words a day has become a tasteless and wasteful waste. Gu Bu Go! Go! Go!)