The Lord who use immortals as food

There is no flat valley after the climax. Everyone knows that there will only be higher peaks. People focus on the victorious Cui Zijie, but they are not just amazed.

Because people began to realize that this [Heavenly Feather] must be among the last three people.

According to yesterday's explanation, the mysterious boy who was ranked first will compete with the second, third, and fourth place in turn. "To determine the top three places."

This is his opponent in a while.

And almost half a minute later, a clear voice came from the Jade Sword Stage: "The 143rd discussion, the fourth · Su Xingke, the second · Xiang Zongyuan. Let's put aside the discussion and ask for the sword fight first."

He actually skipped Cui Zijie directly!

". These people are too powerful." Ren Zixin heard the green skirt girl in front of her whispered, "They understand the sword so deeply."

She was also temporarily attracted by this sword fight. Although the anxiety between her eyebrows was still there, she no longer looked around repeatedly.

"The gifted and talented ones all choose a sword to practice from a young age, and practice for five to seven years, or eight to nine years. When they reach a high level of swordsmanship, they will gradually understand the profound secrets that accompany them day and night." Qu Xin said, "Just like 'read a book a hundred times and its meaning will become clear'. If you practice a sword after you have mastered the sword, you will not be able to get through the threshold in one or two years."

"Hmm," Li Piaoqing hesitated for a moment and said, "I think it is fair to bring the true qi to the same level before comparing."

"They are all eight lives."

"." Li Piaoqing was silent.

"Oh." Qu Xin understood, "You want them to be brought to six lives."

"."

Xiang Zongyuan and Su Xingke have already stood up with their swords, and went to the sword field under the stage one after the other.

This is of course the most important among the important ones, and it is also the most evenly matched match.

People do not think that Su Xingke is stronger than Cui Zijie. More people still think that Cui Zijie is Xiang Zongyuan's real enemy, but the relationship between Su Xingke and Xiang Zongyuan is the biggest difficulty in the negotiation of the title.

Because they tend to two extremes, one is about to be twenty-five, and the other has just turned eighteen. It is almost impossible for Su Xingke to beat Xiang Zongyuan in sword fighting, which is beyond doubt, but to what extent can people rank him before Xiang Zongyuan?

The two flew down to the sword platform. Countless people have seen Su Xingke's "Entering the Abyss Book". This high-profile and high-spirited young man has countless fans in two days.

And the name Xiang Zongyuan does not need to be explained.

This battle was the same as everyone expected. The young man of Mingzhu Waterside was still sharp and sharp. Many people only heard in rumors that he defeated Chi Longyun, who wanted to impact the top five, with three swords. Now they have really seen this sword that has been passed down for a hundred years in Mingzhu Waterside.

《Entering the Abyss》·【Dragon Jaw Picking Pearls】

As soon as the sword was drawn, it was more than enough to surpass the previous battle of swordsmanship.

In the past few days, people have seen countless amazing swordsmanship, including the unique skills of the sect, the unique skills of the family, the long-standing reputation, and the first appearance of the world. And the more they are, the more amazing they are. Just now, Zuo Sheng's double-bead sword and Cui Zijie's sword in the mist are both first-class unique skills of their respective sects.

But in this Shaolong sword debate, there have always been three legendary swords.

《Entering the Abyss》 of Mingzhu Waterside; 《Mayfly Transformation》 of Yuquan Mountain; 《Withered Flower Book》 of Luoying Mountain.

All of them are the highest secret swords of will, which are passed down from generation to generation for a hundred years without loss. Once a genius appears, they will be resumed immediately. This is a swordsmanship that has been honed for hundreds of years. New sects such as Yunyanglou, even if they are as powerful as others, never have such things.

Now all three swords have successors.

"Entering the Abyss" and "Withered Flower Book" presented an unforgettable feast of swordsmanship to everyone. For the first time, the legendary sword that has been passed down for hundreds of years was revealed to everyone, causing not only hundreds of thousands of spectators under the sword stage, but also waves of amazement on the jade sword stage.

However, the direction of the battle was like that. Su Xingke once again showed everyone his rare top sword talent in the world, but [Withered Maple] stood on the stage. No matter how amazing and sharp Su Xingke's sword light was, he took it perfectly.

Until the last move of the arrogant [Sleeping Dragon Awakening] made everyone scream, but he hit the dragon's forehead with a sword, withering into maple leaves all over the sky, and the competition ended.

Everyone knew what this man had gained for himself after nearly four years of "precipitation".

Xiang Zongyuan remained calm and sheathed his sword. On the other side, Su Xingke stood up from the ground with his sword, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and snorted at him, but that was all.

There was only scorn and dissatisfaction, but no uncontrolled anger. The two returned to the Jade Sword Stage one after the other.

But for the spectators, this was already an extremely exciting and intense sword fight, and the cheers around the sword stage lasted for a long time.

The next two games were the stage of "Mayfly Transformation".

Everyone understood what "Heaven's Gift of Feathers" was. Cui Zijie used this sword to forcefully defeat Su Xingke - the young man only pursed his lips at this point, and sat cross-legged in silence after returning to the sword stage. Anyone could see the anger brewing in his heart.

The second sword fight between Cui Zijie and Xiang Zongyuan really pushed everything to a climax.

Four years ago, people talked about Bei Kongtong and Nan Luoying, comparing Ji Zhuowu and Xiang Zongyuan. Later, Ji Zhuowu disappeared, and the one who took the top spot was Cui Zijie from Yuquan Mountain.

The two most glorious names in Shaolong swordsmanship in the past three years are now compared so solemnly for the first time.

The duel between "Mayfly Transformation" and "Withered Flower Book" is definitely worth the two months of anticipation. Two figures crisscrossed in the white feathers and petals in the sky, and each sword light was accompanied by the clash of two swords.

Cui Zijie definitely brought pressure to this [Withered Maple]. Although he still had a method, that kind of calmness disappeared. They fought each other very quickly, and always burst out the most amazing sword light in the most dangerous gap.

In the end, the heir of "Withered Flower Book" won.

This is actually a very pure and ancient sword of will, without twists and turns, no exquisite changes, only a piece of cold sword intent.

There are still dozens of acres of peach blossom forests planted on the back of Luoying Mountain. It is said that the ancestor of Luoying Mountain realized this sword here. At that time, in March, when he drew the sword, the 972 peach trees were like autumn and winter, and the peach blossoms fell in an instant.

So it was named "Withered Flower Book" and established a school.

There is a ballad in Longnan that goes, "Nine hundred and seventy-two swords withered, and not a single flower bloomed in the peach forest." But in fact, no one has replicated such a miracle for more than three hundred years.

Now, when Xiang Zongyuan drew his sword, the autumn chill enveloped the stage, and mayflies froze to death. When Cui Zijie miraculously turned his sword into the feather realm, Xiang Zongyuan, who had fought with him for seventy-seven rounds, watched him sheath his sword.

Then the cold that reached the stage suddenly broke out, and all the white feathers fell in frost.

It is impossible to describe the intoxicating feeling of watching such a sword fight, because the sword of will can originally involve the mood of the audience, and countless people have shouted their voices hoarse, as if they were experiencing a fairyland.

The whole audience shouted Xiang Zongyuan's name, and Cui Zijie also received countless crazy shouts. When they returned to the Jade Sword Stage, they also won everyone's admiration and attention.

The cheers from the audience continued for a long time, so the name hanging high in the first column seemed a little abrupt and eye-catching.

[The 40th]

The sun was already high, and the secluded room was quiet and silent.

Pei Ye took the bead away from his eyes, leaned on the backrest and closed his eyes, his lips were a little pale.

Fine beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead, and the boy frowned in pain. After a moment, he gently let out a breath, picked up the pen and listed all the sword techniques he had just experienced, put down the pen, and closed his eyes again in pain.

After a long time, he slowly opened a crack.

".Kitten?" Pei Ye suddenly said in a hoarse voice.

"Yeah."

"Sorry." He said softly.

".What are you sorry for? You help me do what I want to do, and I help you do what you want to do, isn't that how it's always been?"

The young man gave a forced smile: "Little cat."

"Hmm?"

"You're so nice."

"You're also very nice."

Pei Ye leaned quietly with his eyes closed, and after a moment, he gently put his hand on the black cat's back: "Do you think we will die?"

"It's possible." The black cat said calmly, "But I won't necessarily die if you die."

"If I die, will you still contract someone else?"

The black cat was silent for a moment: "Otherwise, I'll be a widow for you for the rest of my life?"

Pei Ye smiled silently, and the pain in his mind became a little more bearable. He took a deep breath, put the beads back, and then took the 41st bead from the wall.

He had never spent so much energy when inspecting [Zhao You] in Kongtong, because although watching Zhao You was also exhausting, it was mostly human affairs after all, and naturally remained in memory, without having to actively experience all the details of each sword.

When he was in Kongtong, he tried to look at the soul-stealing bead, and determined that this was a life-consuming sword-learning method. Now that his mind has recovered and he is protected by the [Quail Head], it will not cause such great damage, but the [Quail Head] itself is also something that cannot be sustained for a long time, and the fatigue and pain have not diminished at all.

The young man quietly and tenaciously endured the pain and seriously promoted this unimaginable feat. Unfortunately, this is not the bustling Jade Sword Stage, but just a secluded quiet room, and no one witnessed his another miracle.

The forty-first, forty-second, forty-third, and forty-fourth bead.

Pei Ye's face was as pale as snow, and his lips trembled slightly. The black cat held the bead and put it back in place, looking at him with some worry.

The last bead was almost the last straw that broke his back. The [Quail Head] had been removed, and his mind was fragile. He clearly felt that the edict in his mind had begun to surge upward again.

Pei Ye was silent for a while. He released the "gate" that blocked it.

A comfortable coolness surged up in an instant.

Yes, now he is its master, the son of God who has called the Immortal Lord. It wants to assimilate him, not harm him.

His mind suddenly relaxed a little. Pei Ye rested for a while, looking at the almost full book in his hand, sitting upright at the table, and began to turn from the first page.

His fingers slowly moved across the records, and the young man closed his eyes and recalled them seriously.

On the Jade Sword Stage, the atmosphere was already high. People were discussing the previous few sword fights. The blue and purple kept whispering to each other, and were obviously shocked by such a sword.

The three swordsmen returned to their seats, but no matter how they recalled it, the question was still in front of them.

——How should the three be ranked?

Su Xingke and Cui Zijie seemed to be eighteen and nineteen respectively, but in fact they were nearly two years apart, and Cui Zijie started learning swordsmanship one year earlier. Although Su Xingke was completely suppressed by Xiang Zongyuan's sword just now, his battle with Cui Zijie was full of ups and downs.

Xiang Zongyuan certainly beats the other two, but as just said - is this worthy of his five years of lead?

At this time, it was no longer just a debate between the talents of swordsmen. Almost all the swordmen in the south supported Luoying Mountain, while most of the swordmen in Longxi spoke for Mingzhu Waterside. Only Yuquan Mountain had fewer supporters, but Cui Zijie was so dazzling that he did not seem to be the last one.

There was also a long-lasting debate within the revision meeting, and almost every arrangement had supporters.

As the discussion progressed, the opinions did not tend to be consistent, but instead became more and more clearly divided into three factions.

Or Xiang Zongyuan, Cui Zijie, Su Xingke; or Xiang Zongyuan, Su Xingke, Cui Zijie; or Su Xingke, Cui Zijie, Xiang Zongyuan. The three parties expressed their opinions, but no one could convince anyone, and the atmosphere on the Jade Sword Stage became more and more heated.

Until Sui Zaihua knocked on the table lightly.

The arena soon quieted down. Under the gaze of the crowd, Sui Zaihua said slowly: "It is difficult to determine Xiang Zongyuan's reputation because we don't know where his limit is; it is difficult to distinguish Cui and Su because their potential is difficult to distinguish."

He finished speaking, and then, in the surprised gaze of the audience, the old man stood up from the table with the sword and walked down the sword field in person.

"Come on, Xiang Zongyuan." Sui Zaihua turned the sword lightly and said to the audience in a calm voice, "Eight people face each other, I will see where your limit is first."

Everyone suddenly understood.

Yes, although Xiang Zongyuan had fought two games, and the one with Cui Zijie was serious and intense enough, a person's limit is often reflected in the battle he lost.

But. To play sword with the governor? ?

An indescribable excitement began to rise on the field. No one thought that this respected man would come down in person. People looked at the sword field in surprise and expectation, and felt that it was really worthwhile.

Xiang Zongyuan hastily stood up and bowed deeply, saying respectfully: "I am very honored to receive the guidance of the governor."

Of course, he never thought that he could test the sword with this adult in person - the governor of the entire Shaolong Dao is a person of several levels more noble than the Lord of Luoying Mountain.

He knew that this adult was born in the Litai and the Shaolong Academy. Not only did he control the quota of Daoqihui, but he also pushed for this sword selection meeting.

If there is also a boss in Shaolong Jianghu, it is the tall and clear old man in front of him.

Sui Zaihua drew his sword and shook it lightly. He didn't say much, just said calmly: "Come."

Xiang Zongyuan bowed again: "Zongyuan is presumptuous."

Everyone watched this scene with bated breath. It was rare for such an adult to perform sword in person, so that people were a little uneasy that they were looking down.

"Withered Flower Book".

It had just appeared on the sword platform below, but it was never as shocking as it is now. Xiang Zongyuan lowered his eyes and drew his sword, and the coldness instantly covered the entire jade sword platform.

The peach forest really grew out from all around.

Even though the atmosphere was already heated, it was still a solemn place: the Qingzi who held important positions, the famous elders who had made records, the seventy-two swordsmen, and the elders and geniuses of various famous sects.

Many of them were used to the sword of will, and many of them were in the Xuanmen, but now almost everyone was shrouded in this sword of will, and they couldn't find a way to break it for a while.

As Qu Xin said, he grew up in Luoying Mountain since he was a child, and he spent twenty years nurturing this sword of will. At this age, he has grown into the appearance of [Withered Maple], which is a proof of his companionship with the sword of will.

How could such a sword not be deep and strong?

"Entering the Abyss" and "Mayfly Transformation" are not weaker than "Withered Flower", but Xiang Zongyuan's excavation of the sword of will is too strong. No matter how deep or fierce you are, you are in the endless peach forest.

The swordsmen who were also included in the book were amazed and surprised. The book editors looked at each other and nodded. The elders of various factions nodded unconsciously until a somewhat absurd idea could not help but appear in their minds.

Lord Sui. It seems that he may not be able to take this sword?

He pulled himself to the same realm as Xiang Zongyuan, but Xiang Zongyuan was too strong in this realm.

A sword light rose in the boundless peach forest. Wherever it passed, thousands of peach blossoms fell. As long as you are in the peach forest, everything will wither under this sword intent.

It is called "Withered Flower Book", but "Withered Flower" is not its true meaning. The peach forest is just the place where it was nurtured, and the withered frost flowers on the ground are just witnesses of its birth.

Such a pure and cold sword came with the boundless peach forest, and there was a feeling that there was nowhere to escape. Sui Zaihua watched his body covered with frost and the blade cracked, until the sword intent reached its peak, he gently picked up a peach blossom with the tip of the sword and put it back on the tree.

The frost melted away, the petals were soft, and it bloomed on the tree again.

Like a river thawing in spring, this cold world was broken on this peach blossom.

Xiang Zongyuan staggered back and almost lost his sword.

There was silence on the jade sword stage for a while, and people stared at it in amazement, until unconsciously, applause rang out from different corners at the same time, soon drowning the whole place.

Of course, it was for such a wonderful chess and sword, and because as the old man said. This defeated sword was much stronger than when facing Su Cui and the others.

But in fact, some people with keen sword sense found something wrong - it was more like full strength than the limit.

Because it didn't seem to be forced out, just like.

"He could have pushed this sword into the winter on the sword stage just now." Qu Xin suddenly said, "but he stopped."

However, the girl in the green skirt beside him said nothing, and seemed to have heard nothing. She just looked at the sword field quietly, with a pair of smart and clear eyes as deep as water.

The old man on the sword field also remained silent about this situation, as if he turned a blind eye. Xiang Zongyuan made a deep sword salute and retreated from the sword field.

As soon as this style of withering flowers appeared, 90% of the people in the audience were inclined to think that Zong Yuan was ranked first.

Until "Mayfly Transformed into a Wild Goose" appeared on this sword field.

The white feathers were like scrolls, and the stunning wild goose soared into the sky. Everyone was shocked for a moment, because Cui Zijie's strength in the face of the old man was also better than the previous battle on the sword stage!

No one would have thought that the sword intent of "Mayfly Transformed into a Wild Goose" could still be raised by him, but what was even more unexpected was that he was obviously the loser, so why didn't he use all his strength?

No chance?

Sui Zaihua also broke this sword, showing an approving smile. Cui Zijie pressed the sword and left the field, standing on the sidelines with Xiang Zongyuan, and the old man turned his eyes to Su Xingke again.

And the performance of "Entering the Abyss" once again shocked everyone.

After [Dragon's Jaw Picking Pearls] and [Sleeping Dragon Awakening], this enterprising young genius actually used the third move.

[Sword Washing and Dragon Fighting]

This violent sword intent broke through the old man's blockade for the first time, and actually made him retreat three steps. Then, because of its excessive sharpness and lack of foundation, the old man knocked it lightly, and the sword fell to the ground with a "clang".

Then the Jade Sword Stage was filled with suppressed exclamations and applause.

Su Xingke took a deep breath. His hair was disheveled, but his eyes were bright, and his expression was full of pride. He raised his hands and clasped his fists, bowing properly.

Sui Zaihua smiled slightly and said softly, "Very good."

So everyone understood at this time: these three people were all hiding their moves.

Yes, even though it was a decisive battle in the eyes of countless people, even though it was a battle for fame and status between each other, they still hid their last trump card.

At the edge of the sword field, Xiang Zongyuan stood upright with his sword on the ground, his eyes closed as if in meditation; Cui Zijie had no expression, his sword eyes looked down at the ground, gently tapping the sword head; Su Xingke still pursed his lips into a straight line - since two days ago, the fire in the belly of this young man has been so cold.

The field was quiet for a while. Because everyone thought of why.

Pei Ye turned over the last page, and the rest was blank.

"So many" he sighed hoarsely.

"Isn't this what makes you look so powerful?" Black Cat said softly.

Pei Ye smiled silently, frowned and rubbed his eyebrows again, then he closed the booklet and leaned on the back of the chair, as if he fell asleep.

After exactly a quarter of an hour, the young man opened his eyes, which were already a pair of bright and quiet eyes.

He stood up with his sword and went out. Before leaving, he flicked a flame and turned the booklet on the table into ashes.

"First, Pei Ye. [Looking back, the matter has been decided, please watch the heroes]. Seventeen, six lives. The meeting for the revision of the book has been decided: no worries."

This line of words has been hanging in the first column of the golden scroll for twenty hours.

It is on the outer wall of the Jade Sword Platform, outside the venue where they are, in the eyes of hundreds of thousands of people.

Below it are the three names of Xiang Zongyuan, Cui Zijie, and Su Xingke.

"Pei Ye has killed Jiang Yitong and Xi Tianji."

"The Master of the Glazed Sword was ambushed and seriously injured at Jianfu Mountain, and Pei Ye broke the formation."

"Thank you, young hero Pei Ye, for your sword feathers are shining, and you dare to be a true unicorn. Without Pei Ye, there would be no sword to kill the enemy."

A name that they have never met.

They started preparing for this sword selection meeting two months ago.

Efforts, dedication, pride, fighting spirit. All accumulated for two months. They knew what kind of opponent they were going to face, but they never had a trace of unconfidence.

Now they are indeed standing here, and they are really facing the same strong opponents as expected, but. The two words "Pei Ye" are like a flying sword from the sky.

The three disciples of the true disciples of the big sects are not fools, they clearly know what this means.

The Xiu Cehui gave him "Wu Yu" without any concealment; the robes of Shao Yu Jian have been laid out on the side of the hall, with the noble clothes and jade seal; the sign of the Immortal Platform has also been placed on the table, and the starting point is Yan Jian.

Even if the true disciples of a big sect like Tianshan take up the Immortal Platform, they often have to hang the sign of Que for a year first, because handling cases and fighting are two different things.

This shows that this mysterious young man not only has the pillar of Tongtian behind him, but he must be really strong.

But who is not strong?

The descendants of the three ancient swords of "Ruyuan Ce", "Mayfly Transformation", and "Withered Flower Ce". Who is not a young genius once in a hundred years?

Fighting Xi Jiang, breaking the formation in desperate situation. No matter how many amazing halos are added to this mysterious young man, no matter how high he is, the three of them can never be willing to be inferior to him.

Because a person who has never shown his face cannot bear praise and doubt, and can never convince people - what kind of person are you? Why did you win the first place in the sword book? Why did you create those miracles? Why did you inherit the position of Shao Yu and monitor the world? .

And all the doubts can be summed up in the same sentence.

- Why do you take it for granted that you are above us?

But such doubts will certainly not be asked out loud. On the Jade Sword Stage, they are the face of the three factions, and the object of the question is the Xiu Book Association, that is, the governor of Shaolong.

Everyone knows what time it is now, and the title will be discussed soon. This is of course the end of the Xiu Book Association.

"Xiang Zongyuan's sword intention is pure and profound, and he has mastered 70% of the true meaning of "Withered Flower". His sword moves are steady and there are no minor flaws." Sui Zaihua returned the sword to the sheath and said calmly, "I think he has excellent talent and is making good progress. Do you have any suggestions?"

Master Luo Yingshan immediately stood up and clasped his fists: "Thank you, Governor Yuyan. Zongyuan is so obsessed with sword intention that his sword moves have flaws. I am really sorry today."

Sui Zaihua smiled: "It is common for swords to have strengths and weaknesses. There is no need to worry about it day and night - I think your disciple will reach the realm of 'intention' within three years."

This was quite a high praise. Not only did the seats erupt, but Xiang Zongyuan also had a somewhat moved expression on his face, and he quickly cupped his fists and bowed deeply.

——He closed himself up and settled down. He didn’t care about the world for two or three years. When he came out, he was still in the Eight Living Spiritual Realm. He was being taught by others just for this goal.

"What a state of mind." Ren Zixin sighed in surprise, suddenly tilting his head and whispering, "Young Master Xiang is so awesome, but I don't see him as easy to get along with as Young Master Bai Fei."

Zhao Qizhi kept silent.

Someone also stood up during the book revision meeting and said: "Sir Sui, Mr. Xu and I noticed something. The flaw in Xiang Gongzi's sword is more and more rare. There are almost no flaws in the sword "Withered Flower". I think some swordsmen, Some proficiency with swordsmanship is not included in the talent list.”

Sui Zaihua shook his head: "That's not true. Sword learning is also a talent. Some people will not have any flaws in their sword moves even if they only learn sword skills once. This should still be taken into consideration."

The two of them were stunned for a moment, then laughed again: "We have never seen that kind of swordsman, but Master Sui is right."

Sui Zaihua smiled and turned his head to look at the bruised side: "Where are you all? Just speak freely as we do when discussing political affairs."

A group of officials held their hands and smiled, and someone laughed and said: "Sir Sui, we didn't know as much as you about political affairs before, but in the end we were convinced by you for a long time. Now that we are on the sword, we all know that you rely on this to make a fortune, and we are even less confident. Take it for granted."

Sui Zaihua pointed at him with a smile, turned his head and calmed down slightly: "Then, I would like to temporarily place Zong Yuan as the second in the sword book. Do you have any objections?"

No one spoke, and there was a solemn silence. Cui and Su also sat seriously and said nothing, so Sui Zaihua nodded and turned the page.

"Cui Zijie has a superb swordsmanship. "Mayfly Transforms into a Hong" is entering the country, and there are many good sword moves; Su Xingke's swordsmanship is painful, and "Enter the Yuan Book" fits the body perfectly. There are many flaws in the sword moves, but they are also very clever." Sui Zaihua He continued, "In half a year, I think the two will be able to tell the difference, but it's really hard to tell now. What do you guys think?"

Discussions began again on the Jade Sword Stage, but after both of them revealed their trump cards, it was no longer the same conversation as before. The old man standing in the center of the room obviously made everyone think more seriously and speak more appropriately. As a result There is still quite a long way to go before we can tell, but the situation is indeed starting to turn towards Cui Zijie.

Sui Zaihua listened for a while, then suddenly turned around and asked Su Xingke, "What do you think?"

Su Xingke was silent for a moment and clasped his fists: "Sir, if you haven't won, you won't be in the front. Since I lost to Cui Zijie, I will be behind him."

The young man looked proud: "If my talent is indeed higher than his, I will know for myself in three years."

These words were bold and beautiful, but the fire inside them was also clearly radiated. Sui Zaihua looked at him and smiled slightly: "Very good, then we have settled down."

There was endless applause on the Jade Sword Stage. The ranking of the three people was the biggest difficulty in compiling the book. Now that all parties are coordinated to complete it under the auspices of the governor, it is of course a rare victory.

On the other hand, the new governor is about to complete his first political achievement, and it is an indelible and substantial achievement.

But of course... they have one last agenda.

At the end of the long street, the illustrious carriages and horses are ready, waiting for people to board it, pass through the flow of people in the street, and take it to the stage.

But the middle-aged man in front of the car seemed a little anxious.

"Where's the person?" Cheng Yuanqi frowned, "I'm about to go on stage and he's missing?"

"I didn't find it." Fu Yun also frowned and said anxiously, "I asked the Taishan Medical Building, and Commander Gao said he had gone to the Immortal Terrace, so I went to the Immortal Terrace to pick him up, but the people at the Immortal Terrace said he had gone to the Immortal Terrace two moments ago. He left—but since he left, shouldn’t he be here with us now?”

Cheng Yuanqi was stunned for a moment: "Why is he going to the Immortal Terrace?"

".I didn't have time to ask."

"." Cheng Yuanqi pursed his lower lip, suddenly feeling a little uneasy, "I'll go notify the Lord."

Under the Jade Sword Stage, in the bustling crowd, Pei Ye looked up at the stage. There were cheers and shouts all around, and everyone was extremely excited. This atmosphere made him familiar but alienated.

He looked quietly for a while, then suddenly turned his head and said to the old man selling sweet cakes next to him: "Old man, why hasn't anyone come down for a long time? Where are they now?"

The old man raised his head, his eyebrows were knitted together, and he said hoarsely with an accent: "The second, third, and fourth ones have just finished their tests, and I heard that the results are coming out."

"Oh, thank you."

"You said this meeting was quite interesting. The court gave money to the Jianghu people." The old man said, "When I was a child, it was corrupt officials who did evil, and those who held swords were heroic; or bandits were rampant, and the officials came back after killing them. Post an announcement - now I can't understand it more and more, how can these two get mixed up? "

Pei Ye still looked at the Jade Sword Platform and smiled slightly: "Isn't that just chaotic? It would be great if we all sit together and talk about the rules. Don't you see that there are many heroes in the Immortal Platform? You meet bandits on the walk, and you bring a knight's ultimatum. Someone will definitely help you.”

"Well, that makes sense." The old man nodded, twisted his eyebrows and smiled, "But it's quite interesting for a young man like you to talk - you are already an official, why are you still called a 'hero'? That's 'my lord' '!"

"."

"Eating a pound of sweet cake?"

".No."

On the Jade Sword Stage, the atmosphere slowly became quiet and then became elevated at the same time.

In the past two days, people had heard the story of the young hero countless times.

It is praised among the people, among the Jianghu, and among officials. Everyone is full of expectations and curiosity about this name for different purposes.

Now it is finally this moment.

Many people in the purple seats know the process - Lord Sui is walking back to the hall, he will personally read a document of awarding honors, and then the neatly dressed young man will enter with a procession of ceremonial guards, solemn and noble.

This is certainly not the etiquette for this position, but it is indeed the etiquette for heroes, and all the glory will be settled today.

There is another atmosphere on the sword side.

Su Xingke lost to Xiang Zongyuan, and also admitted that he lost to Cui Zijie. Now this proud young man stands with his sword hanging down and his lips tightly pursed. It is because he has a goal that he must defeat.

Cui Zijie still knocks lightly on the head of the sword, his sword eyes looking at the ground. When people look at him, they still seem to see the bright white feathers in the sky.

Xiang Zongyuan has returned to silence, holding the sword and thinking about something.

The remaining swordsmen are also whispering to each other, mostly curious, but the further they go, the more their emotional state tends to be like the three in front.

Qi Mengchen and Nan Guannu were still sitting together and talking sparsely, as if they were not the ones who had just fought with all their strength. Zuo Sheng's robe was still stained with blood, but he was already reading the sword book. Yan Bingjian finally stopped drinking and sat in silence.

"Because he is most proud of not his swordsmanship level, but his age." Guan Qianyan moved her eyes away from Su Xingke and said with her head tilted.

She was in a row with Qu Xin and Li Piaoqing.

"Believe it or not, what he can't stand the most is not Pei Ye's first place, but the four words 'seventeen or sixteen years old'."

Guan Qianyan looked at Li Piaoqing. In fact, she was a little curious about this girl. In the conversation just now, she seemed to know Pei Ye very well, but she always kept a distance deliberately.

But this time the girl did not respond.

She looked at the door of the Jade Sword Pavilion quietly, and her whole body suddenly trembled slightly.

Guan Qianyan looked at it in shock, but half of the people in the pavilion reacted at the same time as her. They looked at the door at the same time.

This was not the time when people should appear. Everyone was slightly startled, and when their eyes fell on that figure, they began to be confused.

A strange boy.

Tall and clear, with messy hair on his forehead, a pale face, bright eyes, a quiet and tired expression.

This was not the right person to appear in this occasion. Compared with everyone else, he seemed a little casual.

What really confused everyone was the unsheathed sword in his hand.

Strange and beautiful, some people recognized it, but most people still didn't. He just leaned his arm and held the sword, walking towards the hall step by step. In any case, this was an act that made people wonder how to react.

——Now is not the time to test the sword. The sword test has ended or has not yet begun. And even if it is a sword test, it shouldn't be like this. The most important thing is who is this person?

In this solemn and orderly place, such an action made everyone's brains confused. He just walked up with his sword in hand, passing the seventy-two swordsmen sitting cross-legged, passing Qu Ying, Bai Fei, Qi Mengchen, Nan Guannu, Yan Bingjian and Zuo Sheng. Some people were shocked and speechless at this face.

Finally, some people spoke up one after another: "This young man, who are you?"

"Who is the young man? What's the matter?"

"Who are you?"

But the young man did not answer, and no one made further reactions, because even the person who asked the question was still confused, and more importantly, the black-clothed man was in the hall.

He stopped his steps towards the hall at the first time, was silent for a while, turned around, and just looked at the young man who was walking straight.

No one wanted to disturb anything rashly. No matter what happened, of course, the governor had to speak first.

When Pei Ye walked to the edge of the sword field, some people had already reacted, and Su Xingke was one of them. He looked at this young face and the green clothes, and suddenly realized something, and the fire in his heart suddenly began to rise.

He pursed his lips tighter, raised his sword and took a step forward subconsciously, stretched out his hand and whispered: "This——"

The young man didn't even look at him, raised his hand and gently pushed him away from in front of him.

An incredible anger made Su Xingke completely frozen, he almost forgot to resist, and forgot to stop.

On the sword field, there was only the governor who turned back and stood still and the young man who was walking forward with his sword.

They looked at each other quietly, Sui Zaihua said nothing, did nothing, maybe from earlier, he had guessed this moment that could not be avoided.

"Sui Lord." Pei Ye stood three feet in front of him and said hoarsely, "I'm here to receive my reward."

He looked up at him, his golden eyes were gorgeous, and the moment the two eyes touched, the world stopped instantly.

A pair of quiet and bright young man's enchanting eyes; a pair of silent and deep old man's bright eyes.