This is what cultivating immortals is like

Mountain stream.

There is a wall on the solitary peak, and there are 1,360 sword drawings engraved on the back of the old swordsman. They include advanced swordsmanship and basic sword moves, covering many.

If you look carefully, you will find that the original copies of the freehand sword paintings in Bai Jin's studio can be found here, and they are early copies.

Lu Bei didn't know much about painting. He was tinkering with his painting skills purely to have a common topic with Bai Jin so that he could study it in depth in the future.

All he knew was that when he raised his hand to touch the mural, his astonishing talent did not respond. This place had no connection with him.

Zhan Mingxin stood in the distance, leaving enough space for him to perform. He watched the sword fight between the two at close range and took this opportunity to seek an opportunity of his own.

"Junior brother, don't admit defeat after ten moves. You promised, and you can't go back on your word."

Before the fight started, Zhan Hongqu saluted the sword map all over the wall, and at the same time reminded Lu Bei that the Patriarch was watching and must not go back on his word.

Lu Bei nodded repeatedly, waved his hand and took out the Su Chen Sword, and said plausibly: "Senior Sister Zhan, don't worry, Lu will keep his word. The reason why he can impress Senior Sister Bai is his integrity."

That's it, Junior Sister Bai is blind!

Zhan Hongqu couldn't figure it out, how could such an outstanding person like Bai Jin do something wrong and be succeeded by Lu Bei?

Just as he was thinking about it, golden light passed by him, and the belated sound of wind blew his clothes.

Lu Bei raised his hand to wipe away the blood on the sword's edge: "Senior Sister Zhan, ten moves have begun, there are nine moves left, please be patient, it will be over soon."

Zhan Hongqu raised his hand and wiped it on his face, brushed away the blood lines from the sword marks, and urged: "Junior Brother Lu, these ten moves are completely meaningless to you and me. Move faster and don't waste too much time."

"Okay, let me do it quickly."

Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Swish————

At the end of the ninth move, Lu Bei stopped the momentum of attacking Hongqu and stood in the air with his sword, his expression extremely strange.

I actually got it!

[Forgetting Sword Intent Lv4 (1w/350w)]

The Sword Meaning of Forgetting Love: Forgetting love is not ruthless. Forgetting love is just for justice. Those who have feelings are not trapped by love, and they are still as if they are forgotten. Overcome with emotion, detached from the world, reducing the risk of becoming possessed by 50%, and increasing the lethality of sword moves by 300%.

He was not in a hurry to integrate the sword intention, and blinked at Zhan Hongqu: "Senior Sister Zhan, I suddenly had a revelation and am going to go back to retreat. Look at this... how about another day?"

"Stop talking nonsense and come here quickly."

Zhan Hongqu gritted his teeth and said, again, Bai Jin is such a good person, how could he be blind!

"Okay, I will sacrifice my life to accompany you today. I won't stop until Senior Sister Zhan is satisfied."

It was indeed inappropriate to do it twice in a row. For the sake of experience and a favor, Lu Bei decided to endure it. He put away the Su Chen sword and instead pointed it together into a sword, using the body of the sword to carry the sword's intention. He stepped forward in front of Zhan Hongqu, touched his eyebrows with his fingertips, and collided with the sword's intention at close range.

At the end of the ten moves, I saw that Lu Bei had finally become serious, and he should have done so long ago. She also pointed her swords together, and the two of them fought in the air. There was no passionate release of sword energy, only the friction and collision of sword intentions. In just a moment, there were dozens of rounds of back and forth.

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Beijun Mountain, Shajian Peak.

The stone path goes up the mountain. There is a small pavilion hidden in the clouds, overlooking the beautiful mountains and rivers. If you listen closely, you can hear the sound of sword dancing by the disciples of Lingxiao Sword Sect.

Jing Ji, the elder of Tianjian Sect, who had been busy for two days, invited Lin Buyan to meet here to collect a lot of information and prepare a lot of chips for this negotiation, which could also be said to be a compromise.

The Tianjian Sect hid the second portal, and also let Meng Buwei and four other Dzogchen masters from the Void Refining Realm enter the secret realm to ambush Bai Jin. They were definitely the ones at fault.

Therefore, Jing Ji took the lead in attacking. After Lin Buyan appeared, he put down the tea cup in his hand and slammed the table: "What a leader Lin, who ordered his disciples to spread false news at the trading conference, saying that our Tianjian Sect and Huangji Zong secretly worked together to hide the secret realm, so what kind of peace of mind is there in such a frame-up?"

It was loud and loud, coupled with Elder Jing Ji's anger, it made people feel timid.

Lin Buyan looked in his eyes and felt that Jing Ji was guilty and had no confidence. He sneered: "Elder Jing, don't talk nonsense. Lin never asked his disciples to spread false news. It was all spread by Lin himself, without anyone else's permission." mouth."

"What does Master Lin want to do? We, the monks of the Iron Sword Alliance, will both prosper and suffer. The Tianjian Sect and the Lingxiao Sword Sect are one and the same. If you slander the Tianjian Sect, you will not get any advantage." Jing Ji became even more angry.

"We, the Lingxiao Sword Sect, have been wronged and one of our disciples narrowly escaped death. Why can't we take revenge and go back?"

Lin Buyan questioned angrily, with his acting skills in full swing, he raised his hand and pointed at Jing Ji, whose cultivation level was much higher than his, and spat Xingzi: "Lin asked you, this sword cultivation conference is hosted by Lingxiao Sword Sect, Tianjian Why did the sect conceal the second portal of the secret realm? Why did the sect let Meng Buwei and others into the secret realm without authorization to ambush the outstanding juniors of our sect? Why did the sect reveal the portal information to the Emperor Ji Sect and attract demon cultivators into the secret realm?"

"You fart, Tianjian Sect didn't reveal the secret information about the secret realm to Huangji Sect, no one would do such a stupid thing as cutting off one's limbs!" Jing Ji raised his voice, because the loud voice was very convincing.

"What an Elder Jing, what a pretender of madness and stupidity. You didn't mention a single word about Meng Buwei and others!"

Lin Buyan gritted his teeth bitterly, rolled up his sleeves and was about to leave: "In that case, Lin will leave first. Although the scenery of Beijun Mountain is not as good as Bulao Mountain, it is still the best in Yuezhou. Elder Jing can enjoy it slowly and leave whenever he wants. It's time to leave. I'm sorry that Lin has lost too much recently and is agitated, so I won't send you off then."

"Why, Master Lin is at a loss for words?"

"Whatever you say, Tianjian Sect is not kind in doing things, and Lin is ashamed to be in the same class as you."

After saying that, Lin Buyan waved his sleeves again. Seeing that Jing Ji had no intention of stopping him, he shouted: "That's all, you can do it yourself!"

Seeing this, Jing Ji had no choice but to compromise first and grabbed the grumbling Lin Buyan: "Headmaster Lin misunderstood. It's not that Jing kept silent, but that Mei's plot was very big and he had obtained the second portal to the secret realm." He secretly facilitated the private release of Meng Buwei and others, and Jing knew nothing about it and had no shame to mention it."

"Haha, I believe it."

"That's great, just believe it..."

"Pooh!"

Lin Buyan spat on the ground: "Editor, keep making it up. If you dare to say it, I dare to believe it. I ask you whether you believe it or not?"

"Master Lin, please be polite, you are a humble gentleman."

"The outstanding disciples in the sect were almost taken advantage of by others. Lin can't even protect his juniors, so what's the use of being polite!"

The two of them competed on their acting skills, and even though they knew it well, neither one of them made any mistakes.

The Tianjian Sect wanted to take back the Lingxiao Sword Sect, but they used too much force and used all kinds of underhanded tricks to do harm. Even if they succeeded, it was just a matter of success. After all, history is written by the victors. However, when the incident was exposed, they were caught and exposed. They threw away the blame and threw the blame on Mei. Forget the customs.

Everything is an internal fight within the Lingxiao Sword Sect. The Tianjian Sect has always been fair and impartial, and has not deliberately suppressed one side and supported the other.

The Lingxiao Sword Sect is unwilling to hand over management rights, and does not seek to be on an equal footing with the Tianjian Sect, but only seeks an autonomous status. The gap in strength and power made Lin Buyan dare not push too hard. Now that the Tianjian Sect wanted to show off his face, he helped him glue back his half-lost face.

If they really break up, the Lingxiao Sword Sect's civil war will begin in advance, resulting in a tragedy with heavy casualties. The Tianjian Sect suppresses its fellow sects, and loses most of its reputation through years of reputation management. It is also a tragedy that the Iron Sword Alliance is divided and the overall situation of the Iron Sword Alliance is unstable.

Both sides tacitly agreed that they did not want to see this result and only waited for the other party to compromise first.

Obviously, Lin Buyan had more bargaining chips, a tough attitude, and the word "reason" on both sides. The only one who could compromise was Jing Ji.

Jing Ji said that compromise was okay, but Lin Buyan couldn't open his mouth. After all, the Lingxiao Sword Sect was not a good thing, and many dark spots were exposed in the secret realm.

"Come on, Master Lin, have a cup of tea to moisten your throat. You just squirted a lot."

Jing Ji chatted as usual, sitting in a small pavilion with Lin Buyan and filling up a cup of tea: "Old tea is unique to Bulao Mountain. Even an elder like me can only get one or two taels a year."

"One or two is a lot. As a Nine Swordsman, I am half a level higher than you in terms of status. I can't even smell it." Lin Buyan picked up the teacup and took a sip.

There is a solitary tea tree in the Bulao Mountain Tea Garden. It is said that it was brought out from the wilderness by the abandonment of the classics. It is naturally raised by the earth and has the top spiritual root of heaven and earth. Because it was blown so hard, there were all kinds of versions, and it was difficult to verify whether it was true or false. Later generations only know that the excellent quality is rare, and it is the most famous fairy tea in Wuzhou. If it is transplanted to another place, even if it is nourished by spiritual energy, it cannot cultivate the original taste.

There is no trace of sword intent.

Although there are many famous mountains in the world, there is only one Tianjian Peak. Without Eulao Mountain, no matter how good the fairy tea is, it will become an ordinary product.

The two of them drank tea for a moment, and Jing Ji slowly spoke up and praised: "Master Lin is good at what he does. The world only knows that the Lingxiao Sword Sect has three generations of disciples, Bai Jin, the first disciple, who has outstanding qualifications, but they don't know that Master Lin's beloved son is also very talented. Not bad, the monks of Lianxu Dzogchen can defeat him with one sword. Meng Buwei and those people are clearly beyond a great realm, but they have no advantage at all, and they are not worthy of sharpening the sword of the beloved son of Master Lin."

"Elder Jing Ji misunderstood. This person is not a dog, but another useless thing." Lin Buyan replied calmly.

He had heard the rumors early on that the senior brother of the Lingxiao Sword Sect was able to challenge all the heroes with his sword and was unrivaled in the secret realm. He even asked Bai Jin specifically about this and received a clear answer.

The senior brother is fishing, and the mysterious man disguises himself as a fan.

They all saw that it was not Lin Buyan who was targeting the junior brother, but the junior brother had evil intentions and secretly plotted against the senior brother.

What is building momentum? It sounds so nice to say that if morality is not matched, there will be disaster. What kind of good intentions can be achieved by holding the senior brother up high? It is not just to let him fall to death.

His heart can be killed!

"His name is Lu Bei. He is the second-generation disciple of Mo Buxiu, the last of the third generation disciples of Lingxiao Sword Sect, right?" Jing Ji said with a smile.

"Oh, has Elder Jing found out everything?" Lin Buyan calmly picked up the tea cup, blew a wisp of hot air away, and slowly drank.

"It's not very clear. I just received some rumors."

Jing Ji's smile became even wider, and he squinted his eyes and said: "As far as Jing knows, this high disciple of the Lingxiao Sword Sect is very wild and takes advantage of both sides. He is not only the leader of the Huangji Sect, but also the Purple Guard of the Xuanyin Division, and even the leader of the Xuanyin Division. The royal family has established connections and is now the eldest princess’s guest.”

Lin Buyan: (﹃)

Wha, what the hell?