There were hundreds of people in the venue, and the realm of kendo was uneven, some of them were famous, and some of them only saw the appearance.

Many people did not understand where the fiftieth sword came from, so they pricked up their ears to hear what others had to say.

On the sword is not a show, so there was no applause and cheers in the venue, and the needle drop could be heard in the huge conference hall, and it took a while for someone to speak, it was the voice of Liu Ru, the sword boy.

"Brother Yuan, is this an extra 'move'?"

Liu Ru added an accent when she said that she raised the words, indicating a pun.

"If you purely look at the sword moves, it is a bit of a snake to add to the meaning, after all, it is difficult to find a chance to use that sword in actual combat, but ......" Liu Shengyuan's tone was first suppressed and then raised, he closed his eyes and recalled Jiang Mubai's pride and heroism in raising his sword to the sky, and added along the turning words, "From the perspective of sword intent, it is the finishing touch, a stroke of genius." ”

"Oh?" Liu Ru rolled her eyes, and her eyes fell on the demented Shangquan Yanmu, her friends held out the nickname of Sword Master for her, but she knew that her kendo talent and vision were far inferior to her cousin.

"In my opinion, the last sword completes the deficiency of the previous forty-nine swords, although it cannot be used in actual combat, it can repeatedly polish the sword intent during practice." Liu Shengyuan suddenly laughed, "Hey, I watched him dance the sword just now, and I felt that he took a big advantage and picked up a set of swordsmanship for nothing." As a result, it was Shangquan who picked up the cheapest ones. ”

This is true at all, for ordinary monks who have not been able to realize the sword intent, the extra sword is really chicken ribs, and it is not useful at all, but for Shangquan Yanmu, who has formed the sword intent, it is of great significance to complete the sword intent of "Nangui Yan" to turn the goose into a phoenix.

It is an exaggeration to say that the carp jumps over the dragon gate, after all, the sky-high phoenix is just a prototype, if you want to make a proper analogy, it can be said that it is throwing bricks and attracting jade, Shangquan Yanmu threw a gold brick, and led to a piece of jade.

"Oh, that's a shame." Liu Ru sighed inexplicably, and said faintly, "In the future, I can't play tricks on the cute little hills, Brother Yuan, I sacrificed my happiness and sexual happiness for you, you have to take advantage of the opportunity and get closer to Jiang Mubai." ”

Knowing that Qiu Yi has such a junior brother with unlimited potential, she naturally can't rely on the family power to stalk her to the death, in case it really makes people hate her to the bone, even if Qiu Yi's genius junior brother will not retaliate for this, it will inevitably affect the relationship between Brother Yuan and Jiang Mubai.

Liu Shengyuan felt that his cousin's words sounded strange, grinned twice, and turned his head to look at Wang Qinheng.

He chatted with his cousin and only expressed his personal opinions, and he couldn't count them. The more than twenty Third Realm monks present were silent, and even Shangquan Yanmu himself remained silent, and only Brother Heng was qualified to comment.

At this time, including Jiang Mubai and the two brothers of the Shangquan family, most of the eyes in the venue were focused on the chief, but Lin Chujian, who was sitting among the chiefs, was different, her beautiful eyes that were slightly narrowed like crescents looked at the sword testing platform, and her eyes were like moonlight, shining on the two stars in Jiang Mubai's eyes.

"Smack, smack, smack."

Wang Qinheng slapped the armrest of the seat with his palm, slapped it three times in a row, and then stood up tremblingly.

The two attendants held his arms one left and one right, raised the microphone to his lips, he didn't droop his head and eyelids anymore, seemed to lift his spirits, and said in a loud voice: "It's not difficult to draw inferences." Forty-nine adds one, rare. ”

After a pause, he added: "If you have the opportunity, you might as well go to the Jizhou Martial Arts Association to consult Senior Zhu and listen to him talk about 'The number of Dayan is fifty, and its use is nine out of forty.'" Divide it into two to like two, hang one to like three, and when it is four to like four, it is strange to take the leap like it, and then leap at the age of five, so it is hung again'. ”

Shangquan Yanmu frowned and pondered for a long time, then nodded, as if he had realized something.

Jiang Mubai heard it in a fog, and after a while, he thought that the predecessor Zhu that Wang Qinheng said was the president of the Jizhou Martial Arts Association, Zhu Shouyi of the Taiji Sword Sect. As for quoting "Zhou Yi", it is certainly not just because the numbers happen to be the same, but he really can't think of any deep meaning.

"It's not too early." Wang Qinheng yawned again and said, "That's all for today, let's disperse." ”

This is the end of the sword discussion, but Jiang Mubai did not leave, but returned to the chief, followed by Wang Qinheng and Lin Chujian, and ascended to the rooftop of the martial arts building.

There are mooring poles on the rooftop, and several small sightseeing yachts and a large transport airship are parked in the mooring apron, each of which is priced in the tens of millions.

Wang Qinheng led several Third Realm monks to board the boat first, and then Lin Chujian, Jiang Mubai, the Liu family sisters and brothers and several fresh faces entered the airship cabin one after another.

A few minutes later, the airship began to rise from a height of sixty or seventy meters, and flew out of the steel forest at a cruising speed far exceeding that of a civilian passenger airship.

Sitting on a comfortable movable sofa seat, looking at the cityscape outside through a window the size of a half-length mirror, imagining the picture of flying in an airship and enjoying the night view of Yedu, Jiang Mubai couldn't help but feel envious, even in this era when cultivation is above all else, the enjoyment that money and money can be exchanged for is still desirable.

When I have money, I have to take the whole ship to see the Great Wall, the Northern European Aurora, the Egyptian pyramids, and the Temple of Artemis......

Jiang Mubai said this in his heart, and couldn't help but think of many years ago, when he happened to see a luxury RV parked on the side of the road, he had a similar thought.

Unfortunately, my wish at that time did not come true.

In the years of hard work, he suffered a lot, was accustomed to darkness, and always felt that the good life was like a neon in the sky, close enough to be seen at a glance, but far away like a mirage.

It seems that it can be obtained now, although the current net worth is only two or three million, but a airship that costs tens of millions does not seem very far away.

Compared with a hundred years ago, the class solidification of today's federation is more serious, and the rest of the upward channels except for cultivation are almost closed, but he has a chance instead, because he has a golden finger.

It's better to work hard, it's better to hang up, and the irony in this makes him a little depressed. However, when I thought that after obtaining the fragments of divine consciousness, I cultivated day and night, from not knowing anything at the beginning to not knowing anything now, and the effort I put in during this period was no less than when I was poor and white, and my heart was more stable.

After flying out of Yinyang District, the large fields in the suburbs below attracted Jiang Mubai's attention.

At this time, it was still daytime, the fields were like lakes with a shimmering light, and the fertile soil was covered with a formation map, not like the nine palace gossip, nor the Taiji and Liangyi, but there was a kind of mystery that was difficult to understand.

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