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Chu Tianze wore a sword at his waist, and the Emperor's Sword was behind his back, dressed in a green robe, ready to go down the mountain.

"It's rare to go down the mountain once, so don't you dress up?"

Chu Tianze walked out of the bamboo forest and looked at the clear lake, his appearance reflected on the surface of the water.

A long pitch-black hair, sparsely pulled on the sides, some of the hair has not been combed for too long, and it is all tangled and knotted.

Chu Tianze also felt that this was not good, and after thinking for a while, he lay on the edge of the lake and plunged his head into the water.

Then look up, and the water drops.

Running the true yuan, Chu Tianze's whole body was hot, and the water droplets on his hair were instantly evaporated, and he brushed it casually with his hand, smooth.

"It's a pity that Zhuyuan Lake was so ruined by you. Sword Spirit spoke.

Chu Tianze didn't care, he didn't bother to tie his hair, he worked lightly, and the whole person seemed to turn into a wild goose and swept down the mountain.

The Swordless Peak where he is located is very steep, and the aura is also thin, and ordinary disciples are reluctant to come except for participating in the assessment of the soul chain, because he has not seen a single figure along the way.

The most lively place in the whole Naruyama is in Lotus Peak.

Lotus Peak is a place where outer disciples and inner disciples gather, and it is a huge place for leisure, martial arts competitions, and trading.

Most of the outer disciples of the Ming Sword Sect like to mess around here, and if they can make friends with a few inner disciples, it is also good to have a good relationship.

Of course, there are also many inner disciples who, in the name of martial arts competitions and exchanges with each other, wander around the Lotus Peak all day long, hooking up with those outer disciples who have stars in their eyes.

"Brothers and sisters from the same family have come to take a look, the freshly baked swordsmanship, a lot of advice!"

A white-clothed young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes held a long sword and shouted loudly.

In the Ming Sword Sect, the clothes of the outer disciples are white, while the clothes of the inner disciples are cyan.

As for the Ming Sword Technique, it is the most unique place of the Ming Sword Sect. The ability to communicate with the sword through one's own soul and influence the sword with one's own emotions to achieve a kind of resonance is the ability to resonate with the sword.

The use of swordsmanship varies from person to person, the character of the sword, the character of the user, are very important, only to achieve a certain degree of fit, in order to resonate, and this kind of resonant sword, the use of the lethality greatly increased. And if you become an inner disciple and one day enter the sword mound to obtain your favorite spirit sword, the power of the Ming Sword Technique will be even more terrifying.

In disguise, it has achieved the point of "the unity of man and sword", but the Ming Sword Sect is a unique skill of the Ming Sword Sect, taking a shortcut to Qimen, and the unity of man and sword is the realm of swordsmanship.

Many people stopped with a smile and looked at this outer disciple.

Among the outer disciples, very few people can practice the Ming Sword Technique, because the Ming Sword Technique is too difficult. They all wanted to see what this outer disciple was capable of.

The thick-eyebrow boy placed the sword on the ground, then lifted his breath, staring at the long sword in front of him.

A breath of air flowed out, and those present nodded slightly. His strength is in the Great Perfection of the Qi Cultivation Realm, and he is almost close to Huayuan.

The longsword felt its master's call and began to hum and tremble.

Everything in heaven and earth has spirits, even cold swords, and after a long period of practice, they will produce spirits.

A sword cultivator, the sword on his body is like his second life.

The sword suddenly rose to its feet and swirled in the air.

Everyone present could see that this was not swordsmanship, and swordsmanship was the user's subjective control of the sword. And the situation in front of him is obviously a resonant response from the call of the long sword by its master.

People have seven emotions and six desires, and the sword feels the emotions of the master, and it will also be manifested under the resonance.

"Drink!"

The young man roared, the long sword hummed even louder, and even faintly aura flowed around.

There were already many people who were surprised, so it seemed that this young man's swordsmanship had already gotten a glimpse of the way.

However, the sword only buzzed for a moment, and the tip of the sword bent down like soft mud.

Everyone was stunned, including the teenager.

In the middle of the night, the hall burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, boy, you can't use this sword!"

"Yes, yes, why did you suddenly wilt, what are you thinking in your head, it turned out to be like this!"

"Hahahaha, I guess he has vented too much in the past two days, and he can't even withstand his sword. ”

Everyone covered their stomachs and laughed, and they hit the teenager one after another.

The boy was furious and shouted at the long sword: "Hey, don't mess around, get straight!"

The sword bent even harder.

"Give me a boost!"

The tip of the sword is almost bent to the hilt.

Everyone laughed, and many people were already laughing out of tears.

With a dark face, the boy stopped his sword technique, and the long sword instantly changed back to its original form and fell from the air to the ground.

"What are you laughing at!" he looked around angrily and muttered, "Go back to cultivation for a while, and you will definitely succeed next time!"

After the trouble, everyone dispersed, and among the onlookers, Fang Ziyun was impressively listed.

"I'm an inner disciple, I haven't learned the Ming Sword Technique yet...... Fang Ziyun looked at the young man with envy, she had just come to the Ming Sword Sect and became an inner disciple, her talent was appreciated by the elders, but the profound things hadn't had time to learn.

The mental method she is practicing now is still the mental method of the outer disciples, "Tongming Jue", and she must cultivate the "Tongming Jue" to the fullest and reach the realm of transformation in order to learn the inner disciple's mental method "Mixed Yuan Jue".

Of course, if she encounters a suitable mental method during this period, she can also cultivate directly. At least in the Ming Sword Sect, she had heard that none of those chief disciples had cultivated these two mental methods.

They were cultivating the more superior mental methods in the Scripture Pavilion.

"I also want to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to see ......" Fang Ziyun sighed, her sect's contribution was not enough, she couldn't enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, even if she entered, she couldn't take a book with her without a certain contribution.

Just as she was wandering around, she suddenly saw a familiar figure.

She thought she had seen something wrong, rubbed her eyes and looked again, but it was gone.

"It must be a mistake, how could he be here?" Fang Ziyun sneered and shook her head.

The Songfeng Inn at Lotus Peak.

This is an inn jointly opened by several inner disciples, and even if you are a monk, you can't escape the shackles of food.

At least, instead of eating the coarse tea and light rice from the big stove room of the Ming Sword Sect, many disciples prefer to come here to eat big fish and meat, but the cost is much more expensive.

The current Songfeng Inn has welcomed a strange-looking guest.

Dressed in an old inner disciple costume, his long hair was scattered uncombed, covering most of his face, and his eyes were cold as if he had no emotion.

There was a sword pinned to his waist, and on his back, he carried a dark and simple sword.

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and then glanced at Xiao Er, who stepped forward and said with a smile: "This senior brother, what are you going to eat?"

Xiao Er is an outer disciple, and in addition to cultivating, he comes here to work part-time and earn a little money.

The money is in the Ming Sword Sect, and you can buy a lot of good things to improve your cultivation.

As for the shopkeeper, it is the inner disciples who have partnered to open the inn, and whoever is free will come.

This eccentric person is Chu Tianze.

Chu Tianze glanced at the inn, there were quite a lot of people who came here to eat, it was very lively, and there were really a lot of rich people.

"Is there tofu?"

Chu Tianze said lightly.

"Uh......" Xiao Er was stunned, the people who came here to eat basically ordered big fish and meat, and they all thought that the food in the Ming Sword Sect's stove room was too light, and I hadn't seen anyone come here to order a plate of tofu.

Still, he said, "There is tofu, but it is usually served as a side dish...... What else would you like to order?"

"Bring me ten plates of stir-fried tofu. Chu Tianze interrupted Xiao Er's words.

Xiao Er's face twitched slightly, and then nodded repeatedly: "Okay, you can find a place to sit." ”

Under everyone's surprised gaze, Chu Tianze found a corner and sat down calmly.

He sat upright with his hands on his knees, and said nothing.

"When did such a figure appear among the inner disciples?"

Several inner disciples exchanged their heads, all expressing their doubts about this strange person, and they planned to wait and see from afar.

The serving speed of Songfeng Inn was still very fast, and after a while, Xiao Er came up with two plates of stir-fried tofu.

"Senior brother, please use it slowly. ”

Chu Tianze looked over, the tofu was white and tender, lying on the plate, fried golden brown around it, sprinkled with bits and pieces of chopped green onions, it looked good.

Chu Tianze's nose moved slightly, and he frowned: "The tofu has been left for too long, and it is a little sour." ”

Xiao Er was stunned, and then said with a smile: "How is it possible, our ingredients are the freshest, senior brother, you haven't tasted it, how can you say sour?"

In his heart, he was vigilant against this eccentric senior brother, could it be that this senior brother is here to find fault?

Chu Tianze took out the chopsticks and carefully picked up a piece of tofu, the movement was gentle, and the tofu was stable on the chopsticks, without the slightest shaking.

Take a gentle bite.

"Phew. ”

Chu Tianze vomited, put down his chopsticks, and his eyes were like swords.

The invisible pressure poured into the shopkeeper like a sea, this shopkeeper was just a low-strength outer disciple, where could he withstand such a strong pressure, and he was suddenly scared and trembled.

Bang!

Chu Tianze slapped the table, exuding a fierce sword intent around him, and said coldly: "You lied to me." ”

The domineering sword intent swept through the Songfeng Inn with a wave of anger, and all the diners were horrified in their hearts, and they stopped their movements one after another and looked over.

What a terrible sword intent!Why does the body have the urge to escape?

"Wait!"

The shopkeeper appeared, he wiped his cold sweat, and was also shocked by Chu Tianze's terrifying sword intent, he walked towards Chu Tianze, arched his hand and said, "I'm sorry, maybe the kitchen is careless, I'll try it." ”

As he spoke, he picked up a pair of chopsticks from the next table, took a piece of tofu and tasted it.

"Hmph. ”

The shopkeeper looked at Xiao Er and said coldly: "Call the people in the back kitchen, why has the tofu turned sour?"

Xiao Er responded, and after a while, he led a fat man in a chef's uniform over.

When the fat man saw the shopkeeper, he couldn't stop apologizing: "I'm really embarrassed, we were confused for a while." Because no one has ordered tofu for too long, we didn't make new tofu this morning, so we can only use yesterday's tofu, but I didn't expect it to turn sour. ”

The shopkeeper looked at the fat man coldly, and said angrily: "Cut corners, take these things to pit fellow disciples, you are really embarrassed!"

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Chu Tianze, and said with a smile on his face: "This brother, this is our problem, what else do you want to eat, just order it, just treat me to it." ”

He wanted to calm Chu Tianze's anger now, knowing that even among the inner disciples, there were not many people with such a fierce sword intent.

This is something that can only be possessed after the swordsmanship realm has reached a certain level. And this kind of person is also ranked among the inner disciples.

"No need. ”

Chu Tianze suddenly stood up and said coldly.

The atmosphere froze.