"Winter is coming, will spring be far away?"

I thought to myself as I watched the morning sun rise from the clouds in front of the tree.

The cold winter has passed, the frozen snow is slowly melting, and the more terrifying cold is floating on the East Pavilion, but fortunately, everyone is a cultivator, and there is nothing unusual.

And the spring at the beginning of the year is the day of the four pavilions.

This time, the venue was also in the West Pavilion, and the invitation or battle post had already been sent by a disciple of the West Pavilion a few days ago.

I heard that all the sword cultivators who could be accepted as disciples by the Four Pavilions and Eight Peaks were the leaders of the entire continent, but Shuqian actually didn't have much confidence, because he had not been in contact with the genius disciples in the Sword Pavilion.

What's more, if Oshiki once said to him that his kendo talent can barely keep up with most of him, ask for more blessings.

Every time I think of this, the boy is a little sad.

Even the uncle's talent is not as good, so wouldn't it be miserable in the Sword Pavilion in the holy land where the sword cultivation is like a cloud?

But as soon as he thought that he would be able to go home if he got the first place, his eyes in front of the tree became firm.

Yuan Sanjian was confident slowly, and told him to try it if it was a big deal.

Try it!

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Spring flowers are blooming, the breeze is blowing on the ground, and the flowers on the roadside are also ushering in life.

The sword aura and oppressive atmosphere of the Sunset Rock in the West Pavilion were all washed away a lot.

Today, the disciples of the Four Pavilions and Eight Peaks reunited at the Sunset Rock in the West Pavilion, but the changes were great, and the once familiar characters gradually grew up to become the mainstay of the Four Pavilions and Eight Peaks, replaced by younger faces and expectant eyes full of hope and vitality.

Sunset Rock is still unchanged, the surrounding rocks are towering into the sky, but the middle is hollow, like a circular Colosseum surrounded by boulders.

The only thing that is a little different from before is that there is an extremely deep sword mark in the center of Sunset Rock, which is straight from south to north, as if someone has forcibly drawn a stroke from the sky.

I heard that it was done by a strong senior brother back then.

The Four Pavilion Martial Arts Meeting, which is held every few years, is a routine practice, and it is also an important event for the Sword Pavilion, but this year, I don't know why the Four Pavilion Pavilion Masters have not participated, and the momentum in the Pavilion is unusually quiet.

Today, it is not the elders of the West Pavilion who are presiding over the West Pavilion, but the second-generation disciple of the North Pavilion: Jing Chang. ”

A few years have passed, Jing Chang's cultivation in the Borderless Realm has become deeper and deeper, and as he grows older, he has passed and stood up, growing a goatee, his face is handsome, and he is extraordinarily dusty.

"Within the four pavilions of martial arts, the sword will be martial, and the point will be up to it. ”

As the disciples of the Four Pavilions and Eight Peaks slowly entered, he stood in the middle of the field and said calmly, "Start now." ”

The first to appear were the two young disciples of Beige and Fuhu Peak.

Zhang Chen in the North Pavilion, Qinghe in Fuhu Peak.

The sword light flickered, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

The two of them staggered in the field, making a thumping sound, and after a few breaths, the winner was decided.

The disciples of the North Pavilion won this victory competition by a narrow margin.

Although Qinghe, a disciple of Fuhu Peak, has a high reputation among today's disciples and is somewhat famous, everyone did not have much surprise after the defeat.

There is still a gap between the disciples of the Four Pavilions and the disciples of the Eight Peaks that cannot be concealed, unless there is a strange fate, this gap will not change much before the Infinite Realm.

As the battle of several disciples passed, the venue was extremely quiet, and some of the most experienced elders even yawned.

Although the realm of this generation of disciples is not weak, and the comprehension of kendo is already very rare at this age, it is really drizzle when it comes to fighting, and there is not much passion.

Thinking of the extremely shocking competition a few years ago, the current disciple battle is really some.... It's not enough to see.

It was only in the next moment that the faces of the elders changed suddenly, and the light in their eyes lit up.

"In the next battle, the East Pavilion Tree will face the West Pavilion Cao Rong. ”

As Jing Chang's voice fell, another teenager appeared in the field.

He carried a wooden sword behind him, his face was delicate, there was some nervousness in his eyes, and his hands were placed straight on his legs.

Seeing this extremely ordinary young man, there was a look of expectation in everyone's eyes.

An elderly man who was extremely senior in the four pavilions and eight peaks was lying on a rocking chair and dozing off, but at this moment, his eyes suddenly widened, he struggled to get up, and at the same time said: "Quick, quick, help the teacher up!"

The young disciples who had just started around were all a little dumbfounded, and straightened the white-eyed old man who was comparable to the pavilion master, before asking, "Master, is that the young man of the East Pavilion in front of the tree very powerful?"

The old man looked at the play with an interesting look, and said: "I don't know if he is powerful or not, but the disciples under the sect are either strange or freaks, the Lu Shen who has been thinking about the name for a long time in your mouth, ten years ago, like this young man named Shuqian, shocked the world on behalf of the East Pavilion in the Four Pavilions, I missed it last time, and I have to come and see it this time." ”

There are three more young disciples in the East Pavilion, although the pavilion master did not announce the acceptance of disciples in front of the world, but being able to practice in the East Pavilion, no matter who he is a disciple, can be regarded as his approval.

Thinking of this, everyone's eyes almost subconsciously converged on the front of the tree.

Feeling this pressure, the tree couldn't help but become even more nervous.

Yuan Sanjian and Xiaoqiu'er sneaked out of a small stand.

Xiaoqiu'er was curious: "Why do we have to be so sneaky." ”

Yuan Sanjian looked at the field and said cautiously: "Stupid, don't you see that there are too few people in our East Pavilion, there are so many people in other territories, how much pressure will it be if the two of us go out?"

Xiaoqiu'er nodded thoughtfully and said happily: "You have been a lot smarter these days. ”

Yuan Sanjian rolled his eyes, and began to look radiant again: "Also, if I lose in front of the tree, then I, the sword cultivation wizard of the East Pavilion, will go up to support Su An and Uncle Lu Shen!"

Xiaoqiu'er blinked cutely, wanting to say something, but she was afraid that Yuan Sanjian would knock her on the head, so forget it.

"You're a disciple of the East Pavilion?"

A voice with contempt rang out in the room.

Looking up in front of the tree, it was a young man with a sword with a flirtatious face who spoke, his chin was raised high, looking at the slightly restrained tree, and the look in his eyes was even more unconcealable.

The young man with the sword is called Cao Rong, who is extremely famous among the young disciples of this generation, and he is also the one with the best results in the mountaineering and sword hunting in Sword Shrine Mountain, not only the elders of the West Pavilion, I heard that even the pavilion master Li Qihai has great expectations for the young man.

"It seems that the East Pavilion is nothing remarkable. Cao Rong shook his head and said disdainfully.

Hearing this, the eyes of some of the elders in the audience became a little playful.

The grievances between the West Pavilion and the East Pavilion are well known in the Sword Pavilion, especially when the East Pavilion disciple Lu Shen slashed the three people of the West Pavilion with a sword, in fact, the West Pavilion disciples have held their breath all these years.

Finally, when a new disciple came out of the East Pavilion, he naturally wanted to get back to the field.

And to prove that the disciples of the West Pavilion are not worse than the East Pavilion, in front of the newly acquired young tree in the East Pavilion, it is simply the most suitable thing to be with Cao Rong, the strongest young disciple of the West Pavilion of this generation.

In the eyes of everyone's brief observation, compared with the two, it seems that Cao Rong has a great upper hand, not to mention anything else, just the sword behind the two is already a world of difference.

In front of the tree, he didn't speak, and Lu Shen naturally didn't tell him about the things of the year, because he didn't care at all, and the rest of the people naturally wouldn't say anything, so the young man was just a little frowning, not knowing where the other party's hostility came from.

"Come on, have a good fight with me, and let you see the methods of the West Pavilion. Cao Rong is full of confidence.

In front of the tree, he was silent, looking at the countless people around him, especially the smug eyes of the disciples of the West Pavilion, he shook his head and said seriously: "I am just an ordinary disciple of the East Pavilion, and my swordsmanship is not too powerful, but even if I lose, it does not mean that the East Pavilion is weak, you have to admit this before I will fight you." “

Cao Rong waved his hand disdainfully, "What a mess, I'm afraid if I don't fight, what's it." ”

Shuqian shook his head insistically, "Unless you promise not to make a fuss about the East Pavilion, I will compete with you, otherwise I will leave now." ”

"Are you sick?" Cao Rong asked impatiently.

In front of the tree, he did not hesitate at all, turned around and prepared to leave.

Regarding winning or losing, it doesn't mean much to Shumao, and the purpose of his sword practice is never to win or lose, just to simply like it.

Because I like it, and then I love it.

As for the gaze of those people, he was very uncomfortable, and he was reluctant to use his sword in such a place.

Just like Uncle Wan once said to him, there are many people in the world who don't like you or you don't like it without any reason, either cut him directly or leave silently.

Everyone is a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, and they definitely can't cut it, so they just need to leave.

The only thing I feel a little guilty about is that I can't live up to Senior Brother Su'an's expectations, and I can't go home for the time being.

Yuan Sanjian covered his face helplessly when he saw this scene, and sighed: "It's over, the bullish temper of Senior Brother in front of the tree has come up again." “

Seeing this scene, the elders in the audience also fell silent, their faces were a little stunned, obviously unable to understand this scene.

They didn't expect this newly born Dongge disciple to be like this.... Simple and stubborn. It's not like Su An, a young man with a gentle and weird temperament, and it's not like Lu Shen who used to kill people if he didn't agree with him.

It's really like a very ordinary and clean teenager.

The huge gap with the imagination made everyone a little unresponsive.

"I thought that the disciples of the East Pavilion had something to do, I heard how powerful Lu Shen of the East Pavilion was back then, but now it seems that it is all fake! After winning the competition with some conspiracy and tricks, it will disappear, and as a result, the current disciples don't even have the courage to play, I think you still learn from your uncle, either leave the Sword Pavilion to travel, or hide in the Sword Pavilion and don't come out, and you run out and throw the face of our Sword Pavilion in the province. Cao Rong said disdainfully.

Jing Chang, who was in charge of presiding over the conference, frowned slightly, and at the same time his face was a little strange.

Those sword cultivators who were fortunate enough to see the battle between Sunset Rock and Hongwu Datai back then all had the same expressions as Jing Chang.

However, as soon as these words came out, the four pavilions and eight peaks in the air, especially the young disciples in the West Pavilion who had not been a few years old, all let out a little rather piercing laughter.

The participants in this competition were all a new generation of young Sword Pavilion disciples, all of whom were only about fourteen or fifteen years old, and although they were familiar with the events of that year, they did not have a personal experience.

Although Cao Rong's words were a bit insulting to the days of his predecessors, he dared to say this in public, and his courage was obviously extremely good, and in their opinion, these words were very interesting, so interesting things are certainly worth laughing at.

However, when words and laughter come out.

The young man who was about to leave Sunset Rock stopped his steps, turned his back to everyone and couldn't see his expression, but seemed to be thinking about something.

The time to think was not too long, because in less than a moment, he turned around again, his eyes swept over the young girls in the stands, and finally fell calmly on Cao Rong's face.

The air was suddenly quiet, and everyone felt an extremely oppressive feeling for some reason, like a mountain pressing on their hearts, and something seemed to jump in their chests.

And with the generation of this oppressive aura, Jing Chang's face changed, and his pupils suddenly shrank, revealing an expression of disbelief.

These pressures are naturally not pure momentum, but overwhelming and extremely pure sword pressure.

In other words, this is the sword qi that can only be possessed by a natural sword fetus.

This kid...... It turned out to be the second innate sword fetus after Shen Mohuang!

Everyone's faces turned incredulous, and those sitting subconsciously stood up.

Cao Rong's face was a little pale, and he didn't know why he had a short-term sense of madness in the face of the young man's momentum, and when he reacted, his face was a little angry and embarrassed that he couldn't hide, "Now you are willing to fight with me?"

"Uncle Lu Shen is already very strong, so what you say doesn't count. ”

"But I know that Senior Uncle Lu Shen won't take care of you, and I don't want you to continue to laugh at Dongge because of me, so I'm willing to fight you again. ”

"I just hope you'll stop saying that when it's over. ”

In front of the tree, he said calmly, his voice was not loud, but it was exceptionally clear, and everyone in the stands could hear it clearly.

Cao Rong suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and the long sword behind him was unsheathed, the sword was called Black Tiger, and the quality was extremely high, even if it was not much worse than the only two remaining swords on the top of Sword Mound Mountain.

The black tiger came out of its sheath and turned into a black beast that was running, and there were even faint roars.

The front of the tree was expressionless, but he slowly took the wooden sword behind him in his hand.

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When the Sunset Rock competition was in full swing, Lu Shen also quietly left the East Pavilion and appeared in the mountains deep in the East Pavilion.

The sword pavilion is active and wide, in addition to the four pavilions covering an area, there are countless continuous green mountains in the depths, looking at it, the deep mountains and old forests, the sky is high and the ground is wide.

To get here, the East Pavilion is the only way.

And in the majestic mountains behind this East Pavilion, there are countless secrets of the Sword Pavilion for thousands of years, as well as the thunder pool in the Sword Pavilion.

Sword Prison.

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