On the second day, Qi Shangyi almost missed the sword ceremony, if Guan Jiyun hadn't come to call her together, she would have missed it, although she only drank a few glasses last night, but it had already exceeded the range of Qi Shangyi's alcohol, she slept soundly all night, and she was still a little dizzy when she got up early, but fortunately, Guan Jiyun made people prepare a sobering soup, and only after drinking did she feel a little more energetic.

"Miss Qi doesn't seem to have a good face, are you okay?" At the scene of the sword ceremony, Qi Shangyi was arranged to be next to Mo Qi, and Mo Qi glanced at Qi Shangyi, who kept rubbing his temples.

"It's fine." Qi Shangyi shook his head weakly, turned his head and looked at the people who came today, these people were dressed, and they knew that they came from different sects, there were men and women, and everyone was talking to each other.

"Master Mo seems to be bound to win today." An old man and a young man beside him were talking happily, and the young man said to the old man.

The old man smiled and bearded repeatedly, "Wanjianling holds such a sword ceremony, it is rare for ten years, the old man must have a lively time today, but you are still the ones who have the strength in your descendants." ”

"General Mo," Qi Shangyi looked at Mo Qi, "The swords in this sword ceremony are all to be given to those here?" ”

Mo Qi nodded, "Ten Thousand Swords Villa will hold a sword ceremony every few years, but the ceremony is big and small, and the weapons are all based on martial arts, and you can win." ”

"Then the general is definitely going to win a big victory." Qi Shangyi smiled, "And a powerless little woman like me can only join in the fun." ”

As soon as Qi Shangyi finished speaking, a gong sounded out of thin air, and everyone quieted down all of a sudden, Cao Bo stood in the center of the competition platform and bowed to the people sitting around, "Today is the day of my sword out of Wanjian Ridge, and it is the birthday of the head of my family, Cao Mou first thanked you for coming to congratulate your birthday, and now, the sword ceremony begins, and the sword is on!" ”

As soon as Cao Bo shouted, he saw four or five strong men carrying a big tripod up, and after a while, another big tripod, a total of five big tripods lined up on the stage, and the crowd was in an uproar.

"This sword? Why hasn't it been out yet? ”

"yes, and these tripods are very strange."

Qi Shangyi leaned over and looked at a few big tripods on the competition platform, the first mouthful, there was still green smoke in the ding, but there was no flame, Qi Shangyi carefully looked at the charcoal ash in the ding, only to find that it was volcanic ash that was about to cool, it seemed that this sword must have been forged with molten slurry. The second, however, was standing in the water, and strangely enough, the water did not move at all, and the sword seemed to be embedded in the water, and fell without the influence of gravity. The third and fourth tripods are all big stones, the sword is inserted in the crack of the stone, only to see the handle, a pair of short swords in the fifth tripod, Qi Shangyi glanced at it, not only remembered the pair of short knives when Ye Cangjue taught him swordsmanship, so he turned his head to look at the Ye Cangjue above, Ye Cangjue also seemed to be looking at the fifth Ding, the head of Jiao on the side said a few words, Ye Cangjue nodded lightly.

After the tripod is placed is the sacrificial sword, this is the ritual that must be done before the sword, each tripod is placed in front of a mouthful of incense, Jiao Zhangmen personally went to the competition platform to hold the sacrificial sword ceremony, no one dared to speak loudly, about more than ten minutes, the ceremony was over.

Jiao Zhangmen waved his hand at everyone and opened his mouth, his voice was deep, "Everyone has also seen that this sword ceremony is different from the past. Someone nodded, "Today's birthday is a happy event, I can't fight, these five swords today, Jiao doesn't dare to say that it is the best in the world, but they are all Jiao's hard work for several years, and they are also the last few swords cast by Jiao." ”

"Master Jiao, this sword is a good sword at a glance, since there is no martial arts fight today, how can we distinguish the winner from the loser?" Someone in the audience answered.

Master Jiao nodded at the man, and looked at everyone again, "Find the master of these five swords today, and recognize the sword with blood." ”

"Recognize the sword with blood?" As soon as Master Jiao's words fell, the crowd was boiling again, and everyone didn't understand.

"Whoever drip his own blood on the sword, and can draw the sword, belongs to the sword." Mr. Jiao continued, "Everyone here can give it a try, regardless of whether they are men or women, regardless of dignity or inferiority. However, only one of them can be selected to test blood. ”

"In that case, let me try!" As soon as Jiao Zhangmen finished speaking, a bald head with a fat head and big ears stood up, looking like a monk of wine and meat, I saw him do a somersault, and then went to the martial arts platform, "I see that the third big knife is suitable for me, let me try it." ”

Jiao Zhangmen smiled and nodded to him, Cao Bo handed the dagger to the side, the man cut his fingers, dripped a drop of blood on the sword in the ding, and then held the hilt of the sword with both hands, but saw that the monk took a horse step, his legs were pierced like stone pillars, and the green tendons could be vaguely seen on his wrists.

"Monk Hua, it seems that this big knife has nothing to do with you." A woman dressed as a Taoist aunt stepped on the stage with a whisk, gently threw the whisk in her hand on her shoulder, smiled lightly and took the dagger in Cao Bo's hand and gently cut her finger to drip a drop of blood into the second mouthful of Dingzhong, as soon as the blood entered the water, she saw that the originally static water surface in Dingzhong began to ripple, and the woman smiled, "Master Jiao, you are still like water, and the poor nun is going to take it today." As he spoke, he pulled the sword out of the tripod, and danced a few moves directly to the side, and a water dragon was faintly flying wherever the sword went. Some of the crowd applauded, some congratulated, and some hurried to the stage to grab the sword.

However, most of them went in high spirits, and then returned in defeat, Qi Shangyi glanced back at Mo Qi, "General Mo is not going to give it a try?" ”

"I have a good sword, and the rest is out of sight." Mo Qi raised the sword in his hand and said, Qi Shangyi nodded secretly, this Mo Qi is not greedy, it is said that his Red Flame Sword has reached the point of becoming one with him, and there is indeed no sword more suitable for him.

Qi Shangyi suddenly moved his eyes upwards and looked at Ye Cangjue, I don't know which one he fancies?

"Don't you want to try it?" Jiao Zhangmen, who returned to the top, looked at Qi Shangyi and asked, "But you can't get into Miss Qi's eyes?" ”

Qi Shangyi hurriedly smiled and shook his head, a little embarrassed, "I think every one is good, but I just think that so many martial arts masters don't want to, my little girl who doesn't know martial arts must have wasted a drop of blood in vain." ”

"Since Miss Qi has a fancy to it, it's better to try it, and this sword is not entirely based on force." Mo Qi on the side interjected, "It's like making friends, it's about temperament." ”

"Shall I try it then?" Qi Shangyi tentatively glanced at Guan Jiyun opposite, Guan Jiyun nodded slightly, Qi Shangyi stood up at this time, but it was not towards the Douwutai, but he saluted Ye Cangjue, "Forgive Xiaoqi for being presumptuous, is it the pair of short knives that the saint likes?" Qi Shangyi saw Ye Cangjue staring at the short knife, and secretly guessed in his heart, although he was a little narcissistic, but this pair of short knives may be the purpose of Ye Cangjue's visit this time, and he wanted to give this pair of short knives to himself.

"If Miss Qi likes this pair of short knives, you can give it a try." Ye Cangjue doesn't like to deal with women, and it is already very peaceful to be able to speak in such a calm tone, without any air conditioning.

Qi Shangyi nodded, turned around and walked to the stage, because she didn't dare to use the dagger, she gently pulled out a hairpin on her head and pierced the index finger of her left hand, squeezing a drop of blood onto the short knife, the fifth mouth of the Ding, is a whole piece of ice, Qi Shangyi's blood just dripped, the ice in the Ding suddenly crackled, and then a crack appeared! “