The dawn breaks and the sun rises.

Jianhu Palace, outside the Sword Hall, the disciples of the Eastern Sect of the Boundless Sword Sect were dressed in strong suits, holding long swords, lined up on both sides, Zuo Zimu, the head of the Eastern Sect, stood in front of the hall in formal clothes, and the six people behind them spread out left and right in the shape of two wings, these six people are Zuo Zimu's peers and brothers, and they are all figures at the level of the elders of the Eastern Sect.

Today is once in six years, the day of the sword competition between the East and West Sects of the Boundless Sword Sect, five sword fights, the winner of three will obtain the right of residence in the Jianhu Palace for the next five years, so it is regarded as the top event by the East and West Sects, in addition to the two sects of the sword competition, it will also send a Cambodia to invite many well-known people of Yunnan martial arts and Shuzhong martial arts to come to watch the ceremony as a witness.

"The soul chaser Guan Ding Tianguan hero has arrived!"

"Chasing the Wind Twin Swords, Fan Chuan, Fan Daxia has arrived!"

"Yunnan Pu'er Ma Wude Ma Ye has arrived!"

“.......”

With a notification, a martial arts person with a sword and a sword crossed the door and came to the front of the Sword Hall, Zuo Zimu and the six brothers greeted each other with smiling faces, greeted each other, and after chatting a few words, they were sent into the Sword Hall.

"Uncle Xin, the head of the Western Sect, led his disciples to arrive!"

Not long after the loud words fell, I saw a middle-aged Taoist aunt leading more than 20 disciples of the Western Sect to arrive, half of the male and female disciples of the Western Sect, the balance of yin and yang, not as strong as the Eastern Sect, there are more men and fewer women, so although some male disciples of the Eastern Sect are standing upright, their eyes are constantly glancing at those junior sisters with the same root and different veins.

His eyes were fixed on Zuo Zimu, Xin Shuangqing bowed his hand and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Zuo, I haven't seen you for many years, is everything okay?"

"Everything is still fine, you are worried about Senior Sister Laoxin. Zuo Zimu said with a familiar greeting, but there was a faint alienation in his eyes.

After a few polite words between the two sides, Zuo Zimu stretched out his hand to summon a disciple and asked in a low voice, "Who else didn't come on the invitation cards that were distributed?"

The disciple pondered for a moment, and replied truthfully: "There is also Old Man Liang, and Senior Zhou has not arrived, but these two seniors have replied to the letter a few days ago, saying that there is something important to do, so it should be counted, everyone should have arrived." ”

Hearing this, Zuo Zimu waved the disciple away, turned his head to Xin Shuangqing and said, "Your guests have almost arrived, Senior Sister Xin and all the nephews, please come in with me." ”

Xin Shuangqing nodded with a smile and entered the Sword Hall with Zuo Zimu.

After entering the sword hall, Zuo Zimu swept his eyes, and saw that the fellow Jianghu who came to watch the ceremony had already sat down in an orderly manner under the arrangement of the disciples, and couldn't help but caress his long beard with relief.

In the sword hall, everyone drank wine and tea, chatted freely, Mo Qingge sat on the beam, and knocked the melon seeds leisurely.

Putting the melon seed shell in his hand on the beam, Mo Qingge's gaze swept over the people below, and paused slightly on a young man in a green shirt among the guests in the west, this son was none other than Duan Yu, the son of Dali, who came with Ma Wude, an old martial artist in Pu'er, southern Yunnan.

For this "lucky protagonist" in the original work, Mo Qingge lost interest after the first glance, the Northern Spiritual Skill in Lang Huan's blessed land, Ling Bo Weibu has been taken away by him, and due to his interference, Duan Yu may not have so many bizarre encounters in the future.

His gaze moved away from Duan Yu, and then fell on a purple-robed middle-aged man in the east, and beside the purple-robed middle-aged man, there was a girl wearing a pink dress with a beautiful face.

Mo Qingge didn't expect to meet two "acquaintances" here, Fan Chuan, the wind chasing knife, and his daughter Fan Xiaoxiao.

"Just now you said they couldn't hear us, is that true?" The delicate and glutinous soft voice came from the side, with a thick Yunnan accent, very pleasant to the ear.

Mo Qingge looked sideways at the girl in green shirt beside her, the girl's face was like the morning glow, her complexion was delicate, bright and shining, her eyes were as black as paint, and her lang was like autumn water, revealing a natural innocent aura.

Slowly peeling a melon seed, Mo Qingge smiled and said: "Of course it's true, they are not deaf, and the sound of our speech is definitely not small, if we can hear it, we would have heard it a long time ago." ”

Mo Qingge's control of true qi has long been beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and it is not difficult for Mo Qingge to isolate the sound from coming out.

As for the identity of the girl in the green shirt, it is Zhong Ling, the daughter of Duan Zhengchun, the "Dali Cannon King" and the "Pretty Medicine Fork" Gan Baobao, this little girl is indeed a person as her name suggests, Zhong Lingyuxiu, born with the aura of heaven and earth, pure and bright, fresh and lovely.

"That's what you said!" Zhong Ling shook his feet, tilted his head, squinted at Mo Qingge, and said, "I forgot to ask just now, Brother Mo, are you also a disciple of the Infinite Sword Sect?"

Mo Qingge slowly shook his head and said, "I'm not a disciple of the Boundless Sword Sect, but the disciples of the Infinite Sword Sect are all under my control. ”

Mo Qingge was not wrong in what he said, since a few days ago, when he came up from the bottom of the valley and came up from the cliff, he was regarded as a sword immortal living in seclusion in the deep valley by the people of the Eastern Sect of the Infinite Sword Sect, and they all offered him up like an ancestor.

At first, Mo Qingge was still a little unclear, but after thinking about it, he suddenly realized again, knowing that he must have repeated the mistakes of Wu Yazi and Li Qiushui, after getting the sword Qiushui, Mo Qingge was interested, so he played a few sets of swordsmanship, but he didn't expect the figure to be reflected on the immeasurable jade, which was seen by Zuo Zimu and others, mistaken for an immortal, and unexpectedly gained a bunch of brainless fans.

In the next few days, Mo Qingge stayed in the Jianhu Palace temporarily, and after practicing, when he saw the disciples of the Boundless Sword Sect practicing swords, the swordsmanship he displayed was really full of flaws, and he couldn't bear to read it.

This move made Mo Qingge's prestige in the Eastern Sect of the Boundless Sword Sect completely overshadow the head of the sect, Zuo Zimu, cough cough...... At least that's what it was in the hearts of the female disciples.

"The disciples of the Infinite Sword Sect are all in your charge? ”

Zhong Ling pursed his lips with a smile on his face, looking incredulous, and then seemed to think of something, and happily clapped his hands and smiled: "But you are not the best disciple of the Infinite Sword Sect, on the way here, I accidentally learned that Shennong helped to serve the order of the Ethereal Peak Spirit Vulture Palace, to occupy the Sword Lake Palace, to find out the truth of the 'Infinite Jade', maybe when will it be hit by the Sword Lake Palace!"

Mo Qingge looked at her sideways and said with a smile: "Since you know that the Shennong Gang is coming to find the bad luck of the Infinite Sword Sect, then why do you still come to this Sword Lake Palace?"

Zhong Ling blinked and smiled: "It was precisely because I knew that they were going to fight, so I rushed over to see the excitement." ”

Mo Qingge was amused by her childlike thoughts, and couldn't help asking: "The soldiers are in danger, and the sword doesn't have eyes, so you are not afraid of danger?"

Zhong Ling grinned innocently and cutely, revealing a gap of jade teeth like braided shells, and the plain white little hand patted the leather bag on his left waist, and a plush and snowball-like mink suddenly emerged from the skin bag, and after a few screams, he flew into Zhong Ling's arms.

Zhong Ling held the mink in his arms, combed its hair, and said with a smile: "They won't kill me, the Shennong Gang only kills people with immeasurable swords, and there is a little mink, if anyone bullies me, I will let the mink bite him." ”

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