The old man sat on a chair on the manor's grounds, and there were three other old men like him.

These four people are the current head and three elders of the Yeshan Sword Sect.

"Excuse me, stand behind me first. The old man Du Fengzi smiled and nodded.

In this sword competition, he mainly relied on Ning Mei to make a move.

He is still quite confident in this closed disciple of his own door, and in the previous few competitions, Ning Mei also won the second twice and the first twice.

It can be said that the strength is strong.

As for Chen Ziluo behind him, he was still young, and although his qualifications were okay, he could not reach the point of competing with Ning Mei and other chief disciples on such occasions.

Du Fengzi glanced at it, and his gaze quickly swept over the other three vein chiefs.

Among the other three, Guan Xiunian, the close disciple of the senior brother in charge, has perfected the flying fish and other swordsmanship in one hand, and the power is extraordinary, plus he has been walking on the rivers and lakes for the past few years, and the victory or defeat between Ning Mei is unpredictable.

In addition, the other two are not much of a threat, and the top-grade swordsmanship has only been cultivated for a short time, and the combat experience is far from enough. It's not enough to be on its own.

"It seems that this trip is another victory or defeat between Ning Mei and Guan Xiunian. Du Fengzi looked at the senior brother in charge quietly.

Li Yulan, the head of the Yeshan Sword Sect, had a calm face, a loose sword on his legs, and slowly pinched the white beard on his chin with one hand.

As soon as Ning Mei came in, Li Yulan glanced at this outstanding little genius among the disciples.

It seems that Du Fengzi taught well, who would have thought that a woman could actually cultivate to such a level.

Wait until the people of the four veins should sit, and stand well.

Li Yulan applauded lightly. Behind him, a boy struck a gong gently.

Clang!!

The crisp sound of the gong immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

"Well, this year's four-pulse small competition is still held here. Although there are still a few disciples who have not returned, the rules are the rules, and they will not change because of any individual. ”

He then said a lot of things, all about how the Sword Sect should punish the traitors and eliminate the evil, kill the demons, and do chivalrous and righteous things.

Then the other three elders each summarized the development of their own veins this year, and then came the most important link - Xiaobi.

Lu Sheng stood behind Ning Mei Du Fengzi, his face silent.

The rules and restrictions of this world are extremely terrifying, but this is not difficult for him, the earth qi cannot be used, and the divine soul is to carefully examine the secret injuries of this body and the place where the wrong strength is practiced.

The huge terrifying soul can even quickly grasp the errors and omissions at the gene chain level.

In just over half an hour, Lu Sheng adjusted the various power techniques of the three swordsmanship he had cultivated for this body.

Coupled with his own combat experience and martial arts realm, even if his physical fitness and swordsmanship level are still at the level of ordinary second-class disciples in the sect, if he really wants to fight, Ning Mei or something is really unlikely to be his opponent.

After sorting out and inspecting the secret injuries on his body, Lu Sheng didn't talk nonsense, and directly prepared to mobilize the power of the gods to improve the strength and strength of this body as quickly as possible.

But at this moment, Xiaobi also quickly took Ning Mei's turn in front of him.

"Senior Sister Ning, let's get down. ”

Guan Xiunian's face is a little handsome, her temperament is quite chic and free, and her quick sword is not outstanding, and she is also one of the best among her peers.

At this time, he looked at Ning Mei with burning eyes, for this powerful junior sister, he had been peeping for a long time.

It's a pity that no matter how many times you take the initiative, the other party still has no response.

"Senior Brother Guan, please. Ning Mei's face was flat, and he slowly drew his sword and stepped forward.

The two swords slanted down and began to confront each other.

Lu Sheng stood behind and watched this scene silently, he was not interested in watching the battle for a martial artist of this level, and was about to start modifying the dark blue.

Suddenly, a faint noise came from behind him.

The voice was very abrupt, and everyone present must have heard it, but no one, including the head of the house, reacted.

Lu Sheng didn't know why, turned his head slightly, and saw two slender figures, one purple and one red, quietly squatting by the flowers not far from him, looking towards the field of the sword competition.

Seeing Lu Sheng find them, the two girls were not afraid of life, but got closer.

"Hey, hey, this little brother, which of the two you said could win?" The girl in the purple dress patted Lu Sheng's arm and asked in a low voice.

"I'm just an ordinary disciple, I can't see it. Lu Sheng shook his head slightly. "Besides, this is the place where our Hayama Sword Sect is small, where did you sneak in? I advise you to leave first to avoid getting into trouble. ”

These words were originally kind, but when the two girls heard it, their eyes widened. The girl in the purple dress looked stunned, looked at Lu Sheng, pointed at herself and said blankly: You... Don't know me??"

Every year, she would come to see the Hayama Sword Sect from time to time, and she didn't have much impression of the young man, but she didn't expect the other party to say such a thing as advice this time.

Lu Sheng came back to his senses, since it didn't matter what the head was, he obviously knew about these two little girls.

After figuring it out, he didn't bother to pay attention to it.

"I don't know. After three words back, he didn't want to speak anymore.

But the girl in the purple dress was interested.

"You really don't know me??" she said with a hint of interest on her pretty face.

Lu Sheng rolled his eyes and turned his head, not even wanting to speak.

At this moment, the girl in the red dress couldn't help but laugh.

With the identities of the two of them, there are still people from the Hayama Sword Sect who don't know, this is simply a fantasy.

On weekdays, when those decent disciples saw them, they were all like avoiding snakes and scorpions, but now they can still meet such a stunned young man.

They didn't know that Lu Sheng had only inherited a small part of Chen Ziluo's memory, but they guessed that they might have a special identity, and it was impossible to know the rest.

In the past, Chen Ziluo knew the two daughters, but Lu Sheng came, and there was no fusion memory, so it was really a blank slate.

"Interesting, interesting! Hello, my name is soft, what is your name?" the girl in the purple dress stared at Lu Sheng with great interest, as if looking at some good toy.

"Where is it soft?" Lu Sheng glanced at the woman in the purple skirt with a strange expression, where else could it be the softest.

Noticing Lu Sheng's gaze, this girl in the purple dress was not angry but happy, she was almost twenty-five years old this year, and no one wanted to contact her.

It's not that she's not beautiful, it's not that she's not in good shape, it's that her father is too fierce.

So much so that she can't find anyone to marry everywhere now.

Originally, she thought that in today's martial arts, there would basically be no one who didn't know her, but she didn't expect that there were really stunned people who didn't know her at all.

And he is also a disciple of the Hayama Sword Sect who lives near their home.

It's rare.

"How soft is she!? Don't you know?" this time it was the turn of the woman in the red dress to be stunned.

"You two don't bother, don't dangle in front of me if you're fine. I wake up too early in the morning and want to get some sleep. Lu Sheng rolled his eyes and said impatiently.

"You don't even know her name, I call her Xiang, you don't even know her!?" asked the woman in the red dress in surprise again.

Lu Sheng didn't bother to pay attention to them, he leaned his back against the pillar behind him, his eyes narrowed and he began to nap.

Where the soft beauty turned around, looked at Lu Sheng carefully, and saw that his temperament was okay, and his appearance was quite handsome. He is also a disciple of the Yeshan Sword Sect, and he has a good background.

Maybe this time my dad will be satisfied, bring it over and pretend to hold it for a while, and he will no longer force himself to go on a blind date.

Where is the soft heart, she is not just looking for a man to send her out, but she is not interested in the crooked and inferior jujube characters found by her father and mother at all.

The person she likes must be bold enough.

Like those little white-faced scholars who were kidnapped by force, they look like quails, they can't help but be weak, and they can be slapped to death with one slap.

"Little brother, how about I invite you to drink after Xiaobi is over in a while?" Thinking of this, where the soft beauty turned her eyes, stretched out her hand and slapped it on the shoulder, and said in a low voice.

Lu Sheng glanced at her, completely unaware of what medicine was in this gourd.

He had just tuned out of the dark blue, ready to increase his swordsmanship level. was suddenly interrupted, and the mood was quite unhappy.

"Hasn't anyone ever told you it's rude to interrupt someone while they're doing business?"

Serious business?

You mean you sleep?

Where is the soft sister looking at Lu Sheng with strange eyes, this thing dares to doze off blatantly behind the head of the teacher, this guts is really fat.

"I'll invite you to dinner and drink, will you go?"

"Don't go. I don't know you again, the fart. Lu Sheng said impatiently.

"Go, go, my friends are all drunk, little brother, I see that you are pleasing to the eye, isn't it good to be happy and happy together?"

Lu Sheng glanced at the goods, and couldn't help but reach out and rub his soft hair.

"The children's family, I'm not afraid of misunderstanding when I say this, I'm obviously a pretty little girl, is my brain broken?"

"....." where is the soft two sisters caught off guard, and the elder sister was actually rubbed her hair.

Both sisters were stunned.

In these years, there are really people who dare to touch them without dying.

Is it really a fake name of the Poison King and the Medicine King!?

He was the first to react, and carefully experienced the feeling of being rubbed his head just now, this feeling was very weird.

From childhood to adulthood, people outside are either afraid of themselves or hiding from themselves. Even her sister Na Xiang didn't dare to touch her body at will.

This is the first time in her life, and she has met someone who dares to touch her.

"He really doesn't know...."The two sisters looked at each other, and a thought flashed through their minds.

"Hey, what's your name? Can't you see that even your master doesn't want to pay attention to me?"

She wanted to see what the person in front of her would be like when she found out, and would he avoid her like a snake and scorpion like those so-called friends who had once been?

"You can see it. Lu Sheng replied lightly.

"Don't you have any ideas?"

"What do you think, other people's business is my business. Lu Sheng was impatient. "I'm not their father, is it possible that if someone else, I have to go up and observe the shape?"

The two sisters of "....." were shocked by Lu Sheng's powerful logic. This product is really not afraid of heaven and earth!

While the two sisters fell silent.

Lu Sheng looked directly at the dark blue modifier interface in front of him and quickly clicked the modify button.

Soon, in addition to the ontology exercises on the modifier, there were three boxes that popped up, corresponding to three sets of sword techniques.