Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at this unparalleled young man in white, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

He didn't expect that Jian Wuchen didn't have any interest in the sword head, but he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Jian Wuchen's gourd.

Jian Wuchen smiled silently, he looked at Ding Xiaoyi quietly.

"Why?" Ding Xiaoyi couldn't hide the doubts in his heart, and he couldn't help but open his mouth to ask.

The Tianjiao Sword Contest is the most important event of the Sword Pavilion.

Both old and new Tianjiao will participate.

And the first is the head of the sword,

The name of the sword head is the leader of the younger generation, and it is also the future leader of the Sword Pavilion.

The Sword Pavilion attaches great importance to the name of the sword head,

Although the current Sword Pavilion has been in charge of the Sword Pavilion for hundreds of years, the Sword Pavilion also has to consider the next generation of Sword Pavilion geniuses.

This time, the Tianjiao Sword Contest is to inspire the younger generation, and the name of the sword head is unparalleled in the world.

The Tianjiao Sword Contest can also be said to be a selection for the purpose of cultivating the next generation of Sword Pavilion masters.

Although the Tianjiao Sword Contest has also been held for many sessions,

Among them, there are amazing kendo geniuses who have emerged, but the head of the sword is the demon among geniuses.

Each sword capital is focused on cultivating by the Sword Pavilion, because each sword capital may be the future sword head master.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything,

The contemporary Sword Pavilion Sect Master Ye Ran was not born at the head of the sword.

He was just an obscure ordinary disciple, and he didn't even enter the top ten of the Tianjiao Sword Competition.

Later, I didn't know how he became the head of the Sword Pavilion, the contemporary head of the Sword Pavilion Ye Ran is a mystery mysterious and hazy.

It has been said that the more recent history becomes, the more obscure it becomes.

The history of a hundred years ago is even more ambiguous.

For some of the secrets of the Sword Pavilion, Ding Xiaoyi knows a little.

"What, doesn't Senior Brother Ding believe it?" Jian Wuchen raised his starry eyes and asked Ding Xiaoyi again.

Ding Xiaoyi hasn't come to his senses for a while,

He looked fixedly at the young man in white in front of him.

He felt a faint layer of fog shrouded the boy's body.

He wanted to see through, but the fog grew more and more blurry.

"Some people have cultivated swords for decades, in order to make a splash, some have cultivated swords only for the day, fresh clothes and angry horses fight the sword world, some people raise swords to punish evil and promote good only for a breath in the chest, and some people have realized the Tao at night when they hear the Tao, and they have soared to achieve a peerless reputation in one fell swoop."

Jian Wuchen said to Ding Xiaoyi faintly, with a bit of sadness and loneliness in his tone.

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't understand the unparalleled white-clothed young man in front of him more and more.

He has an aura of vicissitudes that does not match his age.

Jian Wuchen seemed to be hundreds of years old all of a sudden.

What kind of experience would make Jian Wuchen have such a mentality.

He was sure that Jian Wuchen was by no means taken away, and it didn't look like the reincarnation of a peerless powerhouse.

The sword is dustless, the sword is dustless,

He's none other than he's who he is.

Just saying such vicissitudes of life from the mouth of a young man who is not yet weak made Ding Xiaoyi very puzzled.

The young man in white seemed to have been eroded by thousands of years, and suddenly seemed to have become vicissitudes.

"What kind of sword brother is that?"

Ding Xiaoyi looked at this young man in white with unparalleled style.

He found a problem, good-looking people look good in white.

In his previous life, he was white-clothed and Si Wuming of the Heavenly Demon God Temple, plus the sword in front of him was dustless.

They are all dressed in white, giving people a sense of being ethereal and out of the dust.

On the contrary, it was himself, and he only had a gray cloth coat on his body.

His appearance is not outstanding, and his temperament is even less brilliant.

The only thing he can do is that he thinks his smile is good.

Of course, it's not worth mentioning compared to Jian Wuchen's smile like a spring breeze.

Standing in front of Jian Wuchen, he would have a feeling of being ashamed of himself.

"Dustless is nothing, dustless only pursues the great road of immortality."

Jian Wuchen had a confident expression on his face, and he replied loudly to Ding Xiaoyi.

After hearing Jian Wuchen's answer, Ding Xiaoyi's face couldn't help twitching.

Dao Changsheng is easy to say, but it is difficult to do.

Don't say that this world has become a prison of the Gauguin plane,

Even if there were no restrictions on this heaven and earth, it would be impossible for the Great Dao to live forever.

The Great Dao Immortality represents immortality and eternity.

And how can the creatures in this world have immortal and eternal existence, and cultivation is just breaking through the limit.

"Senior Brother Ding, Wuchen wants to cooperate with you once."

Jian Wuchen's face was grim, and he said solemnly to Ding Xiaoyi.

When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, his face immediately became heavy.

He knew that although this wine was good, it was not a good feast.

He still understands the truth of being diligent for no reason, and being a thief is a thief.

Besides, how can there be free wine in this world?

Especially the hard-to-find monkey wine.

Although the sword is dustless, it is like a fairy in the fairy realm,

But after all, he is not a real immortal, but a living human being.

Although he is perfect, his temperament is also unparalleled in the world,

But Jian Wuchen also has his own ambitions.

To say that it sounds good is your ambition, and to say that it is difficult to say that it is just ambition.

"I don't know how Senior Brother Sword is going to cooperate?" Ding Xiaoyi took a deep breath, and then asked the other party.

He knew that things were not so simple, what to borrow wine to make friends, this was just a cover for the other party.

And the real purpose of Jian Wuchen should be this.

Working with himself, he didn't know what Jian Wuchen wanted.

He doesn't want the name of the sword head, so what do you want?

"We'll join forces to sweep through the entire Tianjiao disciples, and then the two of us will make it to the finals. Of course, after we reach the finals, Wuchen will directly admit defeat, and you can get the first name of this sword, how about it?" Jian Wuchen looked at Ding Xiaoyi, and then said to Ding Xiaoyi.

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Jian Guo didn't have much interest.

His own sword intent is to be comprehended by himself.

After all, someone else's sword intent or the true meaning of kendo is someone else's, and not all sword intent and true meaning of kendo are suitable for him.

"Senior Brother Ding's sword path is his own, and you don't need that sword fruit, what we need, how about it?"

Jian Wuchen asked Ding Xiaoyi again.

Ding Xiaoyi pondered for a few breaths, and his eyes lifted.

Then he said to Jian Wuchen, "Senior Brother Jian looks up to Senior Brother, so I might as well obey my fate, Senior Brother."

"Okay, then I wish us a happy cooperation",

Jian Wuchen immediately filled the empty cup in Ding Xiaoyi's hand with wine, and he picked up the cup and drank it up.

Ding Xiaoyi unceremoniously drank all the wine in the cup.

"Happy cooperation" Ding Xiaoyi wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth with a flick of his sleeves, and he said to Jian Wuchen.

This is how the two peerless kendo geniuses began their journey of cooperation in the Tianjiao Sword Competition.

Ding Xiaoyi was very happy, and Jian Wuchen was also very happy.

A pot of monkey wine was drunk by them cup by piece.

Ding Xiaoyi and Jian Wuchen seem to have become closer again.

"He soars to the Nine Heavens every day, and dares to make the immortals bow their heads",

Jian Wuchen's face was flushed, and he couldn't help but say loudly.

And Ding Xiaoyi's heart also rose with great pride, he blushed and said loudly: "If he comes with a sword every day, the immortals in the sky will dare to fight."

"Hahaha......",

The heroic laughter of the two echoed on this nameless peak, startling the demon beasts in that peak to flee in a hurry.

Thunder billowed from the sky, as if to warn the two reckless teenagers.