Although the content of the two pieces of calligraphy is different, the layout and intention are completely different.

Before, Changxuan Zhenren only had a glimpse of Lu Wushuang's calligraphy, but he felt that the framing was exquisite, and the momentum of every word was clear, and he was not immersed in it to feel the true meaning of kendo.

Now after some comparison, he found that although the calligraphy brought back by Li Changming was not framed, the layout and the true meaning of the kendo contained were not comparable to the one in front of him at all.

Therefore, in this way, he had to suspect that the senior in Koike Town really thought that Li Changming was more suitable for cultivating swordsmanship.

"It seems that the old man was wronged before. ”

Changxuan Zhenren sighed softly in his heart, and said: "However, it is still a little reckless for him to go to Xiaochi Town to find that senior, and it will be beneficial to reflect on it during this time." ”

At this time, the high-level leaders of the Taixuan Holy Land successively withdrew their minds from the calligraphy.

However, when they came back to their senses, their faces were full of shock.

"Senior Brother Yuanjian, this calligraphy is your great opportunity, I can't imagine that senior has such a terrifying creation in the way of the sword, it is really beyond people's reach. ”

"Based on the old man's inference, if nothing else, this senior should have reached the extreme realm of the way of the sword, but unfortunately, this senior is not a person who is in the way of the seal, otherwise the old man may be able to enter the realm of transformation in a few days. ”

"Senior Brother Yuanjian, your luck is really envious of the old man and others. ”

After deeply feeling the extraordinariness of this calligraphy, the high-level officials of the Taixuan Holy Land couldn't help but sigh.

I knew that there was such a supreme figure in Xiaochi Town, and they all practiced swords at the beginning, and what kind of Fu Seal Dao and Dan Dao did they cultivate......

At this time, Changxuan Zhenren, who had been silent for a long time, spoke: "Everyone, since everyone has gathered together today, the old man will discuss some things with everyone. ”

Everyone looked at each other and nodded.

"Senior Brother Changxuan, please take a seat. ”

Yuan Jian Zhenren invited Changxuan Zhenren to take a seat, after all, he is the holy lord of Taixuan Holy Land, and the relationship between respect and inferiority must be paid attention to.

Chang Xuan Zhenren did not hesitate, and sat directly on the top, and the rest of the people took their seats on both sides one after another.

"The old man has three things I would like to discuss with you today. ”

Changxuan Zhenren sat above, glanced at everyone, and said solemnly: "First of all, the old man said two days ago that he would canonize the peerless girl as the saint of our Taixuan Holy Land......"

In the middle of speaking, someone spoke: "Senior Brother Changxuan, our Taixuan Holy Land has always only had a Holy Son, and has never set up a Holy Maiden, do you want to depose the Holy Son?"

Changxuan Zhenren pursed the corners of his lips, waved his hand and said: "The old man's intention is not to depose the Holy Son, but to get closer to the senior in Xiaochi Town by establishing a holy woman, and the old man is going to visit this senior in person in the past two days." ”

"Not to mention whether this senior is the ancestor of our Taixuan Holy Land, if this senior can really get closer, this will be the biggest gospel of my Taixuan Holy Land over the years. ”

"Senior Brother Changxuan is really thoughtful, this is a great opportunity for our Taixuan Holy Land. ”

As soon as the words fell, someone immediately nodded in agreement, deeply feeling the seriousness of the matter.

Changxuan Zhenren nodded and continued: "The second thing, if you can get closer to this senior, the old man is going to invite this senior to Taixuan Mountain at the canonization ceremony of the peerless girl to witness the peerless girl become the saint of our Taixuan Holy Land." ”

"Of course, before that, the old man made a statement in advance. Before that, no one was allowed to go to Kochi Town to ask for that senior without permission, otherwise they would be severely punished, and if they angered that senior, they would immediately depose their cultivation and expel them from the Taixuan Holy Land, and they would not be able to step into the territory of the Taixuan Holy Land for the rest of their lives. ”

Chang Xuan Zhenren spoke sharply, his expression was cold, and he was not joking.

The high-level people sitting on both sides were surprised at first, eager to see the dignity of the senior immediately, but the second half of Changxuan Zhenren's sentence was undoubtedly like pouring a basin of cold water.

Because this is the first time that Changxuan Zhenren has given such an order so solemnly.

You must know that the Holy Lord of the Taixuan Holy Land has the absolute right to speak in this Holy Land of Cultivation, and the Holy Lord's words can be either the Fa or the Prohibition.

Thinking of this, everyone's expressions froze, and at the same time nodded solemnly.

Speaking of this, Changxuan Zhenren's expression slowed down, his face showed a trace of distress, and he said: "In a month's time, the young leaders of the Ziqing Holy Land will go to Taixuan Mountain to hold the martial arts meeting of the two holy lands once every ten years. ”

"Therefore, during this time, everyone must urge the disciples to practice diligently, and do not be lazy, otherwise the days of martial arts will be on the grounds of retreat, and they will not be allowed to show their heads. ”

Hearing this, Aoba Zhenren frowned and asked, "Changxuan Zhenren has improved your chess skills in the past ten years?"

As soon as Aoba Zhenren's words came out, the faces of the others changed slightly, and they all turned their eyes to Changxuan Zhenren.

According to the custom, every ten years, the two holy places in the territory of the Great Yan Kingdom will hold a military meeting.

But at the same time, as the Holy Lord of the Taixuan Holy Land, Changxuan Zhenren would have a chess competition with the Holy Lord of the Ziqing Holy Land.

It's just that the price of the losing side is that the other party needs to give the other party a medium-grade or above spiritual treasure and a 10,000-year-old treasure medicine.

Two hundred years ago, Changxuan Zhenren and the Holy Lord of the Purple Green Holy Land won and lost.

But in the past two hundred years, the Holy Lord of the Ziqing Holy Land has improved by leaps and bounds for some reason, and every time he competes in chess skills, Changxuan Zhenren is defeated.

It is conceivable that in the past two hundred years, nearly twenty chess skills have been sparred, and how many treasures and treasures have been lost in the Taixuan Holy Land.

So every time the military is coming, the biggest headache is Changxuan Zhenren.

You must know that when you reach their level, face is important, and it is also related to the face of the entire Taixuan Holy Land.

In this way, the elders and disciples of the Holy Land feel inferior.

However, it was the Holy Lord of the Taixuan Holy Land who lost, and the tens of thousands of disciples in the entire Taixuan Holy Land had grievances and complaints in their hearts, but no one dared to complain.

After a moment of silence, Changxuan Zhenren couldn't help but sigh.

"The spirit treasure and the elixir of the middle grade above, the old man is not distressed, but the old man just can't get used to the appearance of Xu Qingtian's villain, but unfortunately, the old man has studied for nearly two hundred years, and he still hasn't been able to break his four dragons spitting water chess game. ”

Changxuan Zhenren said this, but his words and expression were already full of helplessness.

At this time, a ray of essence flashed in the narrow and thin eyes of Jiuju Zhenren, and he twisted his long eyebrows, and said thoughtfully: "Senior Brother Changxuan, aren't you planning to meet that senior?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces changed, and a gleam flashed in their eyes.

Changxuan Zhenren's pupils shrank, and he said with some excitement: "Senior brother, what do you mean, let the old man go and consult that senior?"

Jiuju Zhenren smiled mysteriously: "That senior Gong Shen Creation, it is estimated that he has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and his eyes are naturally not something we can imagine, maybe his old man can easily crack the Four Dragons Spit Water Chess Game." ”

"It makes sense, junior brother Jiuju, this makes sense. ”

"Based on the old man's inference, the senior's cultivation is estimated to have reached the extreme realm, and most of the characters who have reached this level will choose to cultivate and polish their state of mind, and playing chess is one of the best methods. ”

"That senior should have studied chess games quite well. ”

"Makes sense, makes sense!"