The four seasons of Sword City have their own style characteristics, but if you want to say the most beautiful, it is still the spring and winter seasons, the snow cover in winter and the flowers blooming in spring have always been the two bright spots of Sword City. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And this is the most suitable time for spring when a hundred flowers bloom.

On the crowded Mojian Mountain, there were bursts of cheers, which didn't look like a quiet immortal sect, but like a fanatical World Cup venue.

"Relax, relax, remember not to fight hard, you have your strengths. Ling Shanchuan looked at the disciple in front of him and patted him on the shoulder and said, he was still wearing a trendy short-sleeved shirt and black slacks underneath, looking like a fashionable gentle uncle.

"If you want me to say, don't bother thinking in vain, you Marble Mountain will definitely have no drama this year. Yubai carried the wine gourd and said with a smile.

Ling Shanchuan Li also ignored Yubai, who kept mocking, and the clothes on Yubai's body were no longer the same red robes, but a red cardigan and thin windbreaker with a very suitable cut, and a peaked cap on his head, that is, the wine gourd he was carrying in his hand looked a little out of harmony.

This is not the scene of Sword City ten or eight years later, it is the Sword City that has only been three years later.

The grass and trees of Sword City have changed greatly in the past three years, and the clothing of the disciples of Sword City has also changed, with a uniform with a buckle uniform, and a star-shaped badge representing the identity of Sword City on his chest.

The grand event of the entire Mojian Mountain was not like a grand event for immortal cultivators, but more like the opening ceremony of the school.

Yubai was still hitting Lingshan River for a while.

Zi Ranran, who was not far away, turned his head with a smile, gave Yubai a thumbs up, and said with a smile: "Go back and invite you to drink green bamboo wine." ”

Yubai suddenly smiled happily.

"Leave the field without any concern, please don't get in the way of the game. Just when Yubai was snorting vigorously, a clear voice spread throughout the entire Grinding Sword Mountain.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes were all staring at Yubai, and Yubai was uncomfortable for a while, and said angrily: "Who said that the old lady is an irrelevant person!"

"The head of the sect has an order, and Elder Yubai immediately returns to the checkpoint. The voice immediately spoke.

"Holy. Yubai scolded in a low voice, but still honestly left Ling Shanchuan's side.

And on the highest stand of the martial arts arena of Mojian Mountain, a group of immortals wearing Taoist robes pointed to the martial arts arena, talking and laughing.

"Yunting Zhenjun, I heard that your Cloud Shadow Sword Sect also participated this time?" an old man looked at Yunting on the side and touched his gray beard and smiled.

"Green Pine Daoyou smiled, it's all the kid from Paohui, who did it single-handedly, I can't care about it. Yun Ting was in a good mood, looking at Zhen Paohui, who was still spitting in the field, and smiled slightly.

Green Pine Zhenren smiled and nodded: "Gaozu is really a hero out of a young man." ”

"Green Pine Daoyou has won the prize. Hearing others praise his disciples, Yun Ting was also very happy.

Green Pine Zhenren is red at the moment, looking high-spirited, what kind of person is Yunting, that is the high-flying Yuanying Zhenjun, and what is he Green Pine Zhenjun, is the head of a small sect that does not enter the stream, the little Jindan period, but now he can talk and laugh with Yunting Zhenjun, this is not enough to make him high-spirited.

Of course, the green pine real man is really glad that he can tie up the big ship of Sword City, otherwise such an opportunity to make friends with Yuanying Zhenjun will not fall on his head.

The expansion of Baixiaolou is naturally inseparable from the support of some local snake sects, and the green pine sect is one of them, and the pine mountain, where the green pine sect is located, is even more rich in a kind of good wood stone pine that refines magic weapons, which is why the green pine real person can be invited by Sword City among the many small sects.

Yun Ting looked at the grand event that was much grander than the previous two years, and couldn't help but sigh at Lin Feng's eyes.

This kind of small event that seems to have no meaning can play a huge role, and it is impossible for the sect to love each other forever, there is always some friction, and this annual competition has obviously become a venue for stuffy competition, which can also be regarded as promoting harmony within Sword City.

What's more, Bai Xiaolou outside this grand event has a handicap, and there are not a few monks who are good at gambling, after all, they have a lot of time to squander, and gambling is also a pastime for monks.

Every game, Yun Ting seemed to be able to see a large number of spirit stones pouring into Sword City's pocket.

What makes Yunting envious and jealous the most is that these are just by-products, and the real money is still in other places.

"Alas, why is there no image, come and see, my lord. The hall on the first floor of Baixiao Building was crowded with people, and everyone shouted, and the entire hall seemed to be blown up by the noise.

The Sword City disciple in charge of guarding it unwillingly fiddled with the square box in his hand, and immediately a huge light curtain was projected on it again, and the scene of Grinding Sword Mountain was displayed on the light curtain.

"Alas, I'm a stinky hand, it's really unlucky that I drew a left-behind lottery even though today is the final. The Sword City disciple tilted his head and looked at the light curtain, really wanting to chop off his hand.

"Look, is that Yunting Zhenjun? so handsome. A friar suddenly screamed.

"Ah, why am I not here, that disciple of Qingzhu Mountain is so beautiful, I want to propose to her. The pimple-riddled little friar said remorsefully.

"You go, get a platinum card out at once, and you can go. Immediately someone scoffed.

The little friar's face turned red instantly, and he didn't dare to answer, but the platinum card could be obtained by saying it.

The disciples of Sword City looked at the group of people below and sneered disdainfully, the platinum card has only been given out by Bai Xiaolou so far, and two are given out as gifts, and the platinum card in Yunting Zhenjun's hand was given to him by Senior Brother Lin Feng.

Although he was disdainful, the disciples of Sword City didn't show it, they just dragged their cheeks and watched the live broadcast on the light screen.

The price of this light curtain live broadcast is a lot, and the spirit stones are burning all the time, of course, these monks are not here to see in vain, each person enters the door for five spirit stones, this is an annual event, no one is bad for the five spirit stones, but there are more people entering the door, that is a considerable income, not to mention that these people have already made bets.

"It is said that this year's finals were personally ordered by Senior Brother Lin Feng, hateful, I am not in Sword City. The Sword City disciple scratched his head irritably.

In the noisy environment, the waiters who were in charge of bringing tea and water were busy among the many monks.

At this moment, the picture in the light curtain turned, and a sweet-looking girl appeared in the light curtain: "Hello everyone, I'm the contest commentator Crescent Moon, I'm in Mojian Mountain now, the competition is about to start, I don't know who the title of [Autumn Famous Mountain Sword God] will fall to this time?"

"Although this is not the first time, the Autumn Famous Mountain Flying Sword Conference, but as a commentator, it is still necessary to tell you about the origin of this event...... "Crescent Moon explained with a sweet smile, her eyes were bent into a crescent shape, and she looked cute and cute.

"Crescent fairy, I like you. A cacophony of shouts came from the hall.

"Haha, if Senior Sister Crescent knows so much about her, I don't know if she will be a narrator next time. The Sword City disciple looked at the monks below and teased in his heart.

Monk, the aura of heaven and earth, the secret art of cultivating longevity, the road to immortality, but it is boring, the ancient sages and monks were proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, mostly because they were idle...

[ps: Isn't it too nonsensical for these things to appear in the Xianxia world, hahaha, but I think it's fun, a group of ancients wearing robes and Confucian shirts, watching the live broadcast of the flying sword, poof...] (To be continued.) )