Three days later, almost the entire monks and warriors of Longchuan City went to the sword qi bamboo forest in the north of the city, but Luo Wushuang had already foreseen this situation, so he took countermeasures in advance, and only those whose strength reached the realm of the little grandmaster or above were eligible to enter the black bamboo forest to watch the battle, and only those whose strength was in the top fifty of the city were qualified to go to the battlefield within a hundred steps to watch the battle, so that nearly two-thirds of the monks in the city could only stay outside the black bamboo forest, which effectively controlled the flow of people watching the battle.

Meng Juntong and his apprentices, as well as his little cousin Meng Junsheng, and the half of the protector Ah Wen settled down at the National Teacher's Mansion to eat the sumptuous breakfast prepared for them by Master Zhuangzi.

Meng Juntong seemed to be in a very good state, without the slightest nervousness before the war, just the crystal shrimp buns, one person ate two drawers, plus drank a few large bowls of millet porridge.

In the end, she still didn't choose to spend three days fusing the third sword soul fragment from Xiang Xuan's place, and Meng Juntong realized the meaning of Luo Wushuang's words to herself.

Qingfeng Sword has obtained two pieces of sword soul fragments one after another, and its quality has already improved by leaps and bounds, if it is said that in the past, Meng Juntong practiced swordsmanship to the second realm that Luo Wushuang said, which is the so-called unity of human sword, then now the 'sword' has grown rapidly, but people have not strengthened the tacit understanding with it in time, the fit between human swords is reduced, and the original 'unity' will be 'differentiated' again. Retreat to the first realm, people are still people, swords are still swords, no matter how well they are used, the sword is just a tool in the hands of people.

Therefore, in the past three days, Meng Juntong chose to cultivate the fit with the Qingfeng Sword, not that she wanted to train this fit with any big battle or hard practice, these had already been mastered by Meng Juntong a long time ago, and what she wanted to understand now was a higher-level human sword fit.

Meng Juntong asked Luo Wushuang for a quiet room, and retreated for three days, and every day Xiang Xuan and Bai Yu came to bring her food and take care of her life, and only then did she leave the customs on the night of the second day.

"Master, you are a little sure of that Miao Tianxin. "Agnis seems to be more focused on winning and losing than everyone else.

Meng Juntong just smiled: "This hasn't been fought yet, how do you know who wins and who loses." ”

Agnis was a little disappointed: "Master, you can't be confident, you should pat your small, uh, your big chest proudly said, this is a great achievement, and you will be able to beat that guy." ”

Meng Juntong casually smashed a bun in his hand on Anice's chest: "This seat is not a miracle, and it can clean up your bastard!"

Agnis hurriedly caught the bun and said stupidly: "Master, where are you smashing it!"

Ah Wen walked in from outside the hall with a wine gourd: "Is it time for us to go, we can't really ask the great master to wait for us." "After breakfast, Ah Wen has already gone out for a walk, and the entire Longchuan City today, including the Fang Market at the last gate in the past, can also be said to be a crowd. It seemed that everyone's attention was on the sword qi bamboo forest.

Meng Juntong took a towel and wiped his mouth, it was indeed time to leave for the Sword Qi Bamboo Forest after eating and drinking. Glancing at the Qingfeng sword hanging on the sword stand, the corners of Meng Juntong's mouth raised an arc, she did not use internal force to take the sword in the air, but walked to the edge of the sword stand, held Qingfeng up with both hands, and pinned it to her waist: "Little friend, the next time is for us to fight side by side." ”

As if in response to Meng Juntong's words, the Qingfeng Sword let out a crisp long roar.

When the group came to the black bamboo forest, it was already crowded and bustling. Even the market vendors who weren't warriors set up stalls here.

These keen-nosed vendors saw the business opportunity, knowing that these masters had to come to the bamboo forest early and didn't have time to have breakfast, so they prepared a variety of exquisite breakfasts to sell here, not to mention that the business was really unusually hot. Almost every hawker stall was crowded with people.

"Dare to love these people to take the opportunity of our duel to catch up. Aynis saw a candy man not far away, her eyes lit up, and she raised her leg and wanted to go in that direction, but Awen grabbed the back of her clothes.

"Awen, what are you doing, let me go!" Agnis struggled.

Ah Wen smiled: "Little golden retriever, eating candy will lose hair, don't always look around, you must have the demeanor of a master, you are your master's disciple, don't lose your master's people." ”

"I don't want you to care," Agnis struggled twice in anger, but there was really nothing she could do with Awen.

However, Bai Yu ran a few steps, got into the candy man stall, bought a handful of sugar men and ran back to the points, first gave one to Xiang Xuan and Meng Junsheng, and then handed it to Anice: "Okay, Ah Wen, don't toss Xiao Ai, Xiao Ai eats sugar man." ”

"It's still my little feather who is good to me," Anice's eyes lit up, and she reached out to get the sugar man, who wanted Ah Wen's hand to be faster, and the afterimage flickered, and the sugar man was actually in his mouth.

The joy on Anice's face was frozen, and he was about to go berserk, Awen instigated the sugar man in his mouth twice, pulled it out and handed it to Anice: "This thing is not sweet, what is delicious, I have tasted it for you, the taste is average, No, return it to you." ”

Anice's face turned red, and she roared at Avin, "Whoever wants you to eat it, give me a new candy man!"

Listening to the noise of the people behind him, Meng Juntong's mood became more pleasant, since he put the sea of books into his brain, Meng Juntong only felt that his spiritual world was becoming more and more powerful, he could look down on all the troubles, and keep his heart cool.

The sword qi bamboo forest was already in front of him, and sure enough, Miao Tianxin came here early, with a Miao knife, to be precise, it should be half a handle, this Miao knife was cut off by A Wen with a bamboo knife in the last battle between him and Ah Wen, and since then Miao Tianxin has always carried this half of the residual knife, and has never changed his weapon.

"I'm sorry to keep my seniors waiting. Meng Juntong stepped forward and hugged his fists and saluted.

Miao Tianxin's face was still indifferent, neither happy nor angry, he just shook his head: "Let's start." ”

It's still so simple and straightforward, straight to the point.

Meng Juntong didn't shirk it, and walked into the sword qi bamboo forest with Miao Tianxin one after another, this was the second battle between the two, and it was very likely that it was Meng Juntong's last battle in the martial arts trial in Longchuan City.

In the next moment, the noisy 'Fang Market' outside the forest suddenly quieted down, because when a sword light and a sword light lit up in the forest, within a radius of ten miles, fell into the desert, and the heavens and the earth lost their voice!

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