The Lord who use immortals as food

There were three carriages in total, one for Qu Xin who had too many things; one for Ming Qitian; Pei Ye, wearing a bamboo hat, sat on the shaft of the carriage to drive the horse, flipping through a book; the two peak masters of Kongtong and Gao Fei The attack leader did not show up.

Outside, there were six cavalrymen, two cavalrymen with Zhang Jingbi in charge of Qianyan, and four cavalrymen with plainclothes guards.

From the outside, except for some old Jianghu people who recognized Guan and Zhang as their doormen, this business was unremarkable.

It doesn't attract much vigilant eyes.

Because at this time, all the Dazhuang sects in Shaolong were passing by this official road, and it was not uncommon to see all kinds of pompous teams.

The sun was getting brighter and brighter. Although Pei Ye was wearing a bamboo hat, the road scenery in front of him was a bit too bright. He stood up and got into the car. He took out a little black cat and put it on the shaft of the car. He took off the bamboo hat and gave it to it. He put up a canopy to protect the sun, then stuffed the riding crop into its claws, and he was never seen again.

After three days of walking, Pei Ye became less and less fond of driving horses and carts. Of course, he had a legitimate reason. He was still rushing to mend piles of jade and jade swords. Who couldn't do something like driving a cart? Cats can be chased.

And the horse is indeed more obedient under the cat's gaze.

Ming Qitian taught the boy about swords for three days in the carriage.

As if she didn't want to waste a single second, she kept reading with the boy while traveling during the day. At night, when everyone had rested, she sat alone under the bonfire and annotated the Sword Scriptures page by page.

At this time, Pei Ye sat in, but she was no longer reading the theory of Jade Fei Sword, but was flipping through the book "Youxian Sword".

"I suddenly felt that this sword might be somewhat connected to the "Feiyuxian" after it was formed."

Pei Ye heard such a sentence before she even sat down, and was surprised: "What's the connection?"

Ming Qitian shook his head: "I don't know, it's just a feeling. This is your sword. I'll ask you for advice after you master it."

Pei Ye sat down and asked, "What is the connection between Keji and birds?"

"They are all spirits in the mountains." Ming Qitian said, "Going back six thousand years, I don't know how many swordsmanship has been lost on the earth. Some of them may be as good as Yunlang's today. Facing the swords of our predecessors, how much do we think about it? There’s no harm in thinking.”

Pei Ye frowned. In fact, he couldn't tell at all. With this in mind, he took out the "Huang Jade Essence" that he had taught in the morning and told the woman what he had thought about for verification.

Time passes slowly, the road becomes wider and smoother, and travelers are encountered more and more frequently. From time to time, there are horse hooves passing by outside the window, some are thin, and some are gathered together. It sounds like the speed of horses in the world.

There were also people who pressed the reins enthusiastically and asked loudly: "Are you friends going to the sword selection meeting? May I ask which way?"

Just when Zhang Jingbi said "yes", a young voice outside said loudly: "I am Cui Zijie of Yuquan Mountain. I hope to learn the tricks of your family on the Jade Sword Stage in the future!"

Then he galloped away with the horse's hooves.

"It's really lively." Pei Ye smiled, and the woman beside her nodded, but without raising her head, she pointed to the next line and started talking.

After more than half an hour, the sun was so strong that it almost penetrated the car window, and the group of carriages and horses finally staggered to a stop.

Zhang Jingbi drove his horse to the car: "Brother Pei, we will arrive in Fucheng in less than two hours. There is a teahouse to rest. We can go after noon."

The carriage and horse were really stiff and stiff for the past few days. Pei Ye asked the woman a few questions, shook his head, jumped down, placed the carriage and horse in the shade, and found a seat to rest under the teahouse with the other knights.

It was noon, and there were many travelers on the shady ground in front of the building. A large number of people from all walks of life were armed with swords and swords, and most of them looked like they were tired from work. They came from all over the place.

They toasted with distant fists, greeted each other and talked with each other. Some people seemed to know each other once, and some people they didn't recognize just sat at the same table and started talking in a few words. As soon as Pei Ye sat down, the voices next to him reached his ears.

"Zhang Lingwen must have a seat! There is no need to talk about the background of Yunyang Tower. Zhang Lingwen, as the current generation of cauldron bearers, has also fought one by one. In the sword debate among the various sects in Fucheng before, do you know who he defeated?"

"who?"

"The True Legend of Kongtong Immortal Bridge Peak!"

"Since Jiang Yitong, Kongtong has really not produced many amazing characters in the past two years."

"Zhang Lingwen naturally has a seat, and he must be among the top thirty. Will Lushan Sword Manor, which is also in the west, come one day, and also have a seat?"

"That young village owner is just a scumbag! After three years of debut, his reputation has only grown, how can he have any hard results? In the past, everyone gave him some face because of his reputation, but this time they all showed up. In a tough battle, who is willing to sacrifice himself for others? "

"Yes, it's better to talk about He Tianlai than He Tianyu. Although he is an adopted son and has little reputation, I had a chance encounter with him last year. His sword power is quite strong, and he already looks like a five-level hero."

"Brother Wang is even able to fight with him even though he looks like a five-point swordsman. He's also very good at swordsmanship!"

"It's nothing to be ashamed of, to be honest - I only lasted nineteen moves."

Someone at another table shouted strangely: "Bald Wang, your record has grown from three moves to seven moves since last year, to thirteen moves, and now to nineteen moves - give you two more years, Is He Tianyu going to become He Daxia? "

The bald man at the next table immediately became furious: "Fuck your mother!! Xu Changyuan will spread rumors about me!"

The two Kongtong disciples had already changed out of their Kongtong sect uniforms in the dust. Now Zhang Jingbi has not come over, and Guan Qianyan is sitting next to Pei Ye.

The girl was a little depressed after hearing the preface, but she still explained to Pei Ye in a low voice: "Lushan is in the west of Shaolong. The owner of the village, He Yabai, has long been in the realm of body-shaking. The family tradition of "Herding Deer Sword" is quite famous. If there are five sword-passing places in West Shaolong, they must be named Lushan."

Pei Ye nodded, grabbed a handful of snacks and gave them to her.

Suddenly the two of them turned their eyes and saw dust flying on the road. More than ten swordsmen with hairpins and crowns also reined in their horses there. After talking to each other for a while, they tied their horses and came this way.

This group of people are members of a sect that can be identified at a glance. They are old and young, male and female, and they are uniformly dressed and have strict etiquette. As they walked over, the shouting in the tea stall immediately dropped to two levels.

As soon as Pei Ye turned his head, the few people talking loudly around him were all retracting their legs to adjust their swords, and everyone's "occupancy" was reduced by less than half.

The sword selection competition that is about to open in Fucheng is indeed the focus of the entire Shaolong Jianghu. There has been faint rumors since the state martial arts competition was held two months ago.

In the past two months, people didn’t know what happened in Kongtong, and they had never heard of the words “Huansilou”. The evil god who came to the world in the deep mountains of Xincang was so far away that it seemed as if he didn’t exist—the entire Shaolong River and Lake The biggest change and opportunity is the sword selection meeting held in Fucheng without any threshold.

It is said that under the impetus of a certain powerful figure, the imperial court and the Shaolong sword sects will jointly compile a kendo roster.

The imperial court and the Jianghu practice together, how fresh it is.

The whole river and lake is turbulent, and countless knights and individual travelers gather in Fucheng. After all, the so-called "mixing" in the world means that when something happens, they swarm around like ants seeing sugar, and then flow away like water pouring on the ground. If you are lucky, you will get some opportunities, if you are unlucky, your corpse will be separated. If it is not good, it is not bad. After being around for a long time, you will always have some reputation.

They are a huge group that makes up the entire world, and there are dragons and snakes among them from time to time. Now these people in the teahouse are all like this.

It is obviously difficult to have their names in this gilded sword book that is said to rank seventy-two, but there are snakes and rats, and when many people gather in one place, various opportunities will naturally arise.

And if there is some strict hierarchy in the world, then it is the sect that is firmly established on this group.

The low-level charlatans point out the world and brag for fun, as if all kinds of geniuses are just chatting between chopsticks. But when the real sect shows up, it is like a flock of eagles entering a flock of chickens, and all the chattering disappears.

Pei Ye didn't really like seeing this scene. Guan Qianyan frowned slightly and couldn't recognize the clothes for a moment.

Until someone at the table next to him asked in a low voice: "Brother Wang, what kind of hero is this?"

The bald man also whispered: "Xuanyi is wearing white tassels, and his sword energy is powerful. I think he is a hero from the Feiyan Sword Sect in the Valley of Flowers."

One of the girls was pulling down her bamboo hat to cover the sun. When she heard this, she glanced sideways and said, "What do you call a hero? It's so ugly!"

The bald man immediately slapped his mouth and said angrily: "Oh, it's really, really, really bad. I'm blind and stupid, but I'm obviously a fairy with snow-skinned beauty."

The girl ignored him and stood at the two tables next to Pei Ye with several of her peers.

Guan Qianyan was slightly stunned: "Well, it's the Feiyan Sword Sect. This is the sect of Longdong. It's called one of the Seven or Six Swords of Longdong. The leader seems to have not yet entered the body-shaking realm. Among his peers, there seems to be someone The disciple surnamed Zhu is good."

Among the white tassels in black clothes, the young girl immediately stared at her: "Whose son or grandson is this? Breathe loudly!"

Guan Qianyan raised her eyebrows coldly and was about to retort when Pei Ye stopped her with his arms and turned around and said, "I'm sorry, we were rude when negotiating in person."

He had a clear face and a sincere tone. The girl's face softened a little and she turned around without saying a word.

This little episode didn't attract anyone's attention. Some of the group drank and some ordered tea. At this moment, the two elders walked slowly over while chatting. After sitting down, they smiled and waved their hands, and the juniors sat down one by one.

"Senior Brother Wei, please tell me, what does 'reordering' mean?" the middle-aged man put his sword on the table and said slowly.

"Our sects are pretty much the same on weekdays, but if someone suddenly masters a secret sword or breaks through a certain realm, they will have to make a move." The white-bearded old man said, "If there are variables, there will be changes. This is why, Now the Sword Club is the biggest variable."

"But in the past, there were sword debates held by various sects in Fucheng, where young disciples competed. The momentum has never been so fierce."

"Yes, it does not involve 'sequence'." The old man said slowly, "Because there has never been a 'Shaolong Golden Book of Swordsmanship'."

"Is this thing so powerful?"

"Whether the name has any effect depends on who proposed it. As soon as the imperial court promulgated this book, the entire Shaolong area knew about it day and night. Everyone knows the current status of the "Hefu Book" in Xianrentai."

"But the imperial court's orders are not changed once or twice."

"Of course, but it's still the same sentence - whether the name has any effect depends on who proposes it. Do you know who is behind this sword competition?"

".I only heard that he is a big shot."

"A real big shot. Haven't you seen that big sword sects like Five Swords Paradise, Yuquan Mountain, and Mingzhu Water Pavilion all responded impatiently?" the old man said, "Just because these are not just a few documents that you discussed with me word by word. I asked someone to inquire about the decree. This sword selection meeting was formally proposed at the Shaolong Road ceremony stage and then negotiated by the government. It is almost the biggest move by the imperial court since the beginning of autumn. "

"People say that this is something that the noble lord takes wholeheartedly," the old man said, "so whatever position you get in the golden book, the court will train you according to this position. As the sword talent grows, the sect will Naturally, it is getting closer and closer to this position, and the new sword sects with talents will surpass the empty old swordsmen faster, so I say that this sword selection will be 'reordered in twenty years'."

"And most of the small and medium-sized sword sects are worried about resources, and the resistance only comes from a few large sects." The middle-aged man suddenly realized, "What's rare is that all the sword sects actually listened to this one person's call - this What is your identity?"

"I heard that he holds a high position in charge of the ceremonial stage and coordinates the government offices. Among Shaolong, his actual power cannot be counted on ten fingers." The white-bearded old man was silent for a moment, "And it is said that he oversees Shaolong Sword Xiuyuan."

"Sword Training Academy?!"

"Sword Training Academy."

"Wouldn't it be true if the Sword Mastery Academy was involved?"

"Yes, who wouldn't be tempted by the possibility that the quota for Dao Qihui could be given to sects like us?"

"Let's put it this way." The middle-aged man was silent for a moment and said, "It is said that the sword sects and the imperial court jointly compiled the sword book. In fact, the imperial court spent a lot of money to reorganize the world into the new order they wanted."

"That's how it is. We Jianghu people are so proud of themselves, and others give us enough face. Some of us really think we are so great." The old man drank a cup of tea, turned around and said, "Qi Zhi, ask Senior Brother Yuan if I can get a seat." What I'm worried about is that you are on that line and will soon enter the city. Remember to pay more attention to your opponent. "

"Disciple, please remember this."

"Because sometimes the outcome depends on one or two details, like that Fang Longhu from Jiuquhui?"

The old man suddenly raised his eyes and paused, and even the entire building began to become quiet.

In the world of martial arts, the most important thing is eyesight. If there was a low voice just after Feiyan Jianmen took his seat, it is almost silent now.

On the main road, ten green carriages and horses were parked neatly in front of the building, all with black clouds and snow, their harnesses were green and tasseled, and the carriages were carved with flowers. Each horse was quiet, gentle and spiritual. .

"Luoying Mountain." The old man surnamed Wei said softly.

No one had gotten off the car yet, and Guan Qianyan had already looked at them and said in a low voice: "Luoying Mountain, the first sword gate south of Shaolong City, has always been on the same side as Kongtong, but 30 years ago, we jointly established the Dao Qihui , they didn’t get in for some reason.”

Pei Ye nodded: "That's pretty awesome when you think about it."

"People in the world say that they will win two of the top five seats in this sword competition." Guan Qianyan said, "Unlike Kongtong Scattered, Luoying Sword Sect has a sword scripture that is recognized as rare in the world, called "Withered Flowers" "Book", Shannan's song says, "The sword has withered nine hundred and seventy-two times, and there is no flower in the peach forest." It's them."