Yuhang County, there is a big lake, the world called Yuhu.

Xiliansheng is on the shore of Yuhu Lake.

This day is the fifth day of the sixth month, the eastern sky has just revealed the white of the fish's belly, and the lakeside near Xiliansheng is crowded with people in the rivers and lakes.

Everyone is here to participate in the second Famous Sword Conference, to be precise, these are the melon eaters who came to watch the second Famous Sword Conference.

The famous sword conference was initiated by the Tibetan Sword Villa, the first famous sword conference was ten years ago, more than 3,000 martial arts people gathered in Yuhang, eight masters of the sword, 15 days successively.

In the end, Shaolin Kongxing Zen Master won the title of "Great Master" of the first Famous Sword Conference, and was given a drizzle of the sword by the Tibetan Sword Villa, which became a good story of a generation.

The Famous Sword Conference is also famous in the rivers and lakes, and the Tibetan Sword Villa is even more prestigious.

Now this second Famous Sword Conference has attracted more people to come to cheer, and there are at least 3,000 people who are already close at this time by this Yu Lake.

They have acquaintances, gather in a bunch, talk loudly, and introduce new friends to each other, and it has become a martial arts dating conference.

In the crowd, many disciples of the Tibetan Sword Villa, under Ye Qingchen's assignment, maintained order everywhere, greeting these high-rollers in the rivers and lakes, they were already too busy to touch the ground, and Ye Qingchen himself was standing in front of a high platform, waiting to greet the VIPs.

The group of high-rollers not far away suddenly burst into laughter, Ye Qingchen turned his head to look, and a group of high-rollers were surrounding a misdescriptive rat-bearded man, listening to what he said, and laughing from time to time.

"I said to inquire about the bag, when did you hang the lottery again?"

A few days ago, in Xiliansheng, because of a moment of pride, he leaked the secrets of the Red Fire Sect, and was frightened by Snow Demon Liu, the head of the ten wicked people in the Valley of the Wicked, that is, the new elder of the Red Fire Sect, who penetrated his ear with a bamboo chopstick, and is still bandaged.

"You~" Bao inquired angrily, but he didn't dare to fight back loudly, after all, the snow devil willow was frightened, and that was definitely not the existence he was willing to provoke.

Seeing him react like this, everyone burst into laughter again.

Time passed quietly in such an atmosphere.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng~" From the lake, there was a sudden melodious sound of the piano, attracting everyone to look at the lake, only to see an elegant painting boat, slowly sliding from the water.

At the end of the boat, a young woman gently shakes a penny, and on the deck, a beautiful woman in green sits upright, her hands sliding on a guqin, and the sound of the piano rises.

"Wow, it's the Wind Girl!" shouted someone who knew it.

"It's the right time!"

"If you can listen to the song of the Wind Girl, it will be in vain!"

The fame of this wind girl has long spread throughout the bewitching world, but she rarely appears in front of people, and many people don't know about it.

Now the person who heard the piano playing was Feng Qingxuan, and the crowd at the scene was boiling, and the whistle was undulating. Unexpectedly, in this famous sword conference, I was fortunate to meet this famous Feng Qingxuan Feng girl.

Feng Qingxuan's painting boat anchored and stopped eight or nine feet offshore, not far from the shore of the lake, and the group of heroes saw it in their eyes, and in the haze, they only felt that it was really a fairy in the world.

At this time, Feng Qingxuan played a song of mountains and flowing water. She made some changes to the music that had been passed down through time, and the notes that flowed made people sound plausible, but they were also intimate.

The group of heroes who had been speaking loudly gradually quieted down.

At this moment, nine more painting boats slowly sailed out from the depths of Yuhu Lake and stopped ten zhang away from the shore.

A flagpole about a foot high was erected on each boat, and someone fell to the top of the flagpole and hung a flag fluttering in the wind.

The heroes on the shore looked at it, and the flag on the first painting boat was embroidered with the word "Hundred Flowers", and a small black sword was embroidered under the word, representing the sword workshop of the Hundred Flowers Show Workshop.

The second boat is embroidered with the word Wudang and a Tai Chi pattern, and the third boat is embroidered with the word Chunyang and a wine gourd.

In turn, there are Wanhua, Changge, Shaolin, Kunlun, and Tibetan Sword Sect logos of the painting boats, lined up.

Qunhao's eyes fell on the ninth painting boat, and it turned out to be a flag embroidered with the words Wudang and the Taiji diagram.

Such a scene made the high rollers on the shore a little confused, could it be that there were two people in Wudang who participated in the Famous Sword Conference this time?

On the painting boat that came out first, Feng Qingxuan finished the song, got up and bowed slowly towards the shore, and walked back to the cabin to sit down and rest for a while.

"Seventh son, the time has come. A family member walked up to Ye Qingchen and whispered, Ye Qingchen nodded lightly, and then walked onto the high platform beside him.

"Everyone, Ye Qingchen in the Lower Hidden Sword Villa!"

Ye Qingchen stood on the stage, waved in all directions, and said loudly, "Thanks to your love, I feel honored to come to this famous sword conference in Xia and our village, and all the drinks you have here today are paid by the Tibetan Sword Villa!"

Although Ye Qingchen is young, his internal strength cultivation is no longer trivial, and when he speaks on the scene of thousands of people, everyone is still in their ears.

"Okay!" As soon as Ye Qingchen's words fell, thousands of high-rollers shouted loudly.

In this world, although there are not a few powerful forces like the Tibetan Sword Villa, when it comes to this arrogance, the Tibetan Sword Villa is definitely the first.

At this time, Tang Ji and several other masters and entourages who were invited to participate in the Famous Sword Conference were all arranged to rest in Xi Liansheng's private room.

Tang Ji took the bird to sit in his private room, listening to Ye Qingchen's words outside, and sighed with emotion in his heart: I didn't expect that it had been less than three months since I came to this bewitching world, and it was really unpredictable that I would have the opportunity to experience such a grand event.

Then Ye Qingchen said another scene and introduced the process of this conference, and this famous sword conference will enter the main topic.

"Below, please Baihua Xiufang, the heir of the Sword Fang, the sword dance Gongsun girl, board the ship!"

As soon as Ye Qingchen's words fell, Tang Ji heard the window of the private room next to him open, and a sound of breaking wind sounded.

Immediately afterwards, I heard the heroes waiting outside shouting loudly, presumably this heir of the Hundred Flowers Show must have appeared in an extremely brilliant way.

Tang Ji was also very curious, picked up the finch and stood in front of the window to watch, but when he arrived at the window, the heir of the sword workshop had already arrived on the painting boat, and he could only see a hazy white figure from a distance.

Tang Ji suddenly remembered that this Gongsun girl was the future Gongsun Aunt!

Sword dance, move Kyushu!

The next person to board the ship was Li Yunliu, a Wudang Lingxu Taoist.

I saw Li Yunliu coming out of the window from Xiliansheng, like an idle cloud falling on the surface of the lake, waving his long sleeves behind him, and a force pushed him forward through the waves, and with only one breath of true qi, he crossed ten zhang on the water surface.

The heroes on the shore cheered again.

Speaking of which, this is the first time Tang Ji has seen a fellow disciple of the Wudang faction since he came to this bewitching world, this Lingxu Taoist Li Yunliu, the setting in the game is just the existence of the idle clouds and scattered cranes and the little uncle, wandering around the Wudang Zhufeng all day long.

Then Chunyang Li Wusheng, Wanhua Lin Bai, Changge Yang Yifei, Shaolin Li Junyan, Kunlun Tianyun Daochang and others appeared one by one.

It's just that what Tang Ji didn't expect was that the person who represented the Tibetan Sword Villa to see this sword conference turned out to be Ye Jingyi!

"Next, is the last guest of this year's Famous Sword Conference, Wudang Tang Ji, please board the ship!"

Ye Qingchen looked up at the window of a private room on the third floor, and Tang Ji was holding a finch there to watch the excitement.

Bao who was crowded in the crowd inquired, and when he heard the name Tang Ji, he was stunned. In my heart, I thought about it, Wudang Tang Ji, will it be a duplicate name? No matter, go and report it first, if it is really right, maybe you can get a reward for nothing.

Thinking of this, Bao inquired, squeezed through the crowd, and walked towards the outside of Yuhang County.

Hearing Ye Qingchen's words, Tang Ji hugged the finch, and also came out of the window and landed on the high platform where Ye Qingchen was.

Hand the finch to Ye Qingchen, looking at the finch with concerned eyes, Tang Ji reached out and touched the finch on the head, smiled slightly, straightened the long sword hanging on his waist, turned around and jumped, landed on the lake again, and broke off a branch in his hand.

In front of everyone's eyes, Tang Ji jumped up, and after only about three feet, his true qi was exhausted, and he fell towards the water.

No way, who made him not understand any light skills.

Seeing that he was about to fall into the lake, he saw that he broke off the branch in his hand and threw it at the place where he landed, and jumped high on his toes.

Before Tang Ji, the eight people boarded the ship with their own clever methods, but Tang Ji's way of boarding the ship was completely inconsistent with the peak strength of the younger generation in his impression.

The heroes on the shore were dumbfounded, and said in their hearts, can they still be like this? If I were a few years younger, would I be able to participate in the Famous Sword Tournament?

When Tang Ji arrived at the painting boat, there were disciples of Tibetan Sword Villa with a square wooden box, and boarded the nine painting boats in turn, and each painting boat pulled out a paper ball from the box, and after a while, the nine people had a paper ball.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the paper ball in your hand now has a small sword drawn on it, and there are four pairs of the same color, representing the two sides of the battle, and one is blank, representing today's battle bye. ”

Speaking of this, Ye Qingchen paused, and then continued.

"The winner of each round will receive one point, the loser will not score, and the draw will not score points. According to the order of five points, it is decided to participate in the second round of the famous sword competition, and only the top six will be taken. ”

Ye Qingchen gushed about the rules of the Famous Sword Conference.

Tang Ji looked at the empty paper in his hand, and said in his heart that I was really lucky, I had a bye in the first round.

"Next, please draw the golden sword, and give a signal. ”

Kunlun Tianyun Dao Leader and Wanhua Valley Lin Bai stood up and raised the paper in their hands, signaling that they had drawn the golden sword.

"Okay, the first round of this famous sword conference will be kicked off by the two, please!"

It's finally time to begin!

The group of heroes on the shore cheered again! The painting boat where the two of them were, under the control of the disciples of the Tibetan Sword Villa, headed towards the center of the lake.

Only then did everyone realize that in the middle of the lake, there were a few people who couldn't see their faces clearly, sitting on the surface of the water, and this cultivation was really appalling!

After a while, the two painting boats docked in the middle of the lake, and everyone saw that Tianyun Daochang and Wanhua Gu Lin Bai both jumped and stood on the surface of the lake, and then they understood that there should be another mystery on the lake.

Facing the two of them, they bowed to the judges sitting in front of them, and then corresponded from afar.

After a while, the two of them broke out at the same time.

The long sword of Tianyun Dao was as bright as a mountain, and it rolled towards Lin Bai, and Lin Bai relied on a set of swimming methods among the flowers of Wanhua Valley, his body was like a swimming fish, circling around Tianyun Dao Chang, and from time to time he handed out a sword, which was often sinister and ruthless.

The remaining seven swordsmen who participated in the Famous Sword Conference looked at the two of them from afar, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

And the people standing on the shore could only see the rainbow-like sword qi aroused by the two of them, and they couldn't see what move they were performing at all.

Don't let others know what kind of mastery these peak masters of the younger generation have, this is actually a disguised protection for the nine swordsmen who participated in the Famous Sword Conference.

Time passed quickly, and before I knew it, half an hour had passed. Although the heroes on the shore of the lake couldn't see it clearly, they were still fascinated.

On the ground, on the square platform, the two figures were separated at the touch of a button, and there was no superfluous movement.

A referee sitting in front of him got up and said, "In this round of duel, Lin Bai of Wanhua Valley has a small victory. ”

Although the man spoke softly, the man on the shore sounded as if he was close to him, and he couldn't help but secretly rub his tongue, marveling at the strength of the inner strength of the adjudicator.

Tianyun Dao and Lin Bai each went back to their own painting boats, and the painting boats headed towards the shore of the lake.

Tang Ji couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the two of them had finished the battle and no one was injured, even if his skills were not as good as others, he would not be injured because of this.

By the time the four battles on the first day of the Famous Sword Conference were over, it was already sunset, and the afterglow of the setting sun was sprinkled on the waves of Yuhu Lake, flashing with broken golden light, and the junction between water and sky in the distance became blurred.

The rest of the painting boats that participated in the famous sword conference have already left, and the results of the four battles on the first day will inevitably spread along with the scattered crowd.

The four battles on the first day of the Famous Sword Conference were:

Wanhua Valley Qingdi Xiushi Lin Bai fought against Kunlun Tianyun Dao Chief, Lin Bai won!

Wudang Lingxu Taoist Li Yunliu fought against Changgemen's four-fingered Liuyun Yang Yifei, Li Yunliu won!

Chunyang Li Wangsheng fought against Li Junyan, a Shaolin layman, and Li Wangsheng won!

Ye Jingyi of Tibetan Sword Villa fought against Gongsun Wenjin, the sword dance of Baihua Xiufang, and Gongsun Wenjin won!

The painting boat swayed gently with the waves, as if it was integrated with the heaven and earth, and Tang Ji remembered the famous sentence for no reason: "The autumn water is the same color as the sky." ”

"Tang Gongzi, it's really leisurely!" I don't know when, Feng Qingxuan's painting boat leaned over and docked next to Tang Ji's painting boat, Feng Qingxuan saw Tang Ji looking into the distance in a daze, and covered his mouth with a smile.

"Wind girl. Tang Ji couldn't help blushing when he saw Feng Qingxuan's eyes that seemed to be able to speak, so he had to turn his head into the distance, and couldn't help but quietly turn his head to look at her.

Turning his head, he saw Feng Qingxuan looking at him with a smile, and Tang Ji suddenly blushed again.

"Tang Gongzi has excellent luck today. Feng Qingxuan spoke, holding the piano, walked to the painting boat gang, stretched out his hand to Tang Ji, and motioned for him to help him cross the boat.

"It's just luck. Tang Ji stretched out his hand at a loss, and the arm that was held by Feng Qingxuan was as stiff as a branch.

"Luck is also a kind of strength, Tang Gongzi should not be arrogant. ”

Feng Qingxuan still held Tang Ji's arm by herself in the end, and jumped over with a slight borrowing, judging from her landing posture, her kung fu should not be weak.

"Miss Feng, if you don't dislike it, just call me Brother Tang, Tang Gongzi screamed awkwardly. ”

Tang Ji watched Feng Qingxuan look for a place for himself, put down the piano in his arms, but he was like a guest, and hurriedly swept a few cases with his sleeves before speaking.

"Of course it's great. Brother Tang, it's good if you call me Qingxuan too. Feng Qingxuan's face also had a hint of redness, looking so shy under the sunset.

Tang Ji couldn't help but be stunned.

"Brother Tang, the starry night of Yuhu, I don't know if you have ever admired it?" Feng Qingxuan turned around and walked to the bow of the boat, standing against the wind, the evening lake breeze was a little gentle, sweeping Feng Qingxuan's hair, disturbing Tang Ji's heartstrings.

"No, I've been in the Hidden Sword Villa lately and haven't gone out. ”

Tang Ji also walked over, standing on the side of the beauty, smelling the breath of the beauty, looking at the sunset of Yuhu Lake, Tang Ji felt a sigh of emotion in his heart: It would be great if time stopped at this moment.

Feng Qingxuan motioned to the disciples of the Tibetan Sword Villa who were waiting with the boat to go to his painting boat, and then called the servant who was responsible for rocking the boat on his painting boat, and the painting boat continued to row towards the depths of Yuhu Lake.