Xuanxia

Chapter 788 Dispute
"Who is this?"

"How did this woman appear?"

"Is she also a Cave Heaven Realm expert? I can't even see how she appeared!"

For a moment, there was a burst of shock from the audience.

On the stage, Lan Xiyu, in a black dress and black veil, was holding Bai He Zhenren's hand. Although her face could not be seen, one could still feel her calm yet cold determination.

Master Baihe slowly turned his head to look at her but said nothing.

Below the stage, King Xishuo frowned.

"how come?"

He murmured, "How could Xiyu be so impatient..."

Then he turned to Zhao Xia and said, "Go, notify the twelve earthly branches immediately and investigate if there is anything unusual here!"

"Yes!"

Zhao Xia bit her lip and turned away quickly.

In the crowd on the other side, Jiang Baichuan, who had been silent for a long time, saw this scene and gently adjusted his mask: "So that's it..."

He turned around, his eyes passed over the crowd and circled around the surrounding buildings. "Is there a formation that even I can't detect? And it's poisonous? No wonder I always felt that my emotions were being provoked since just now..."

As he said this, he turned his head and looked at Hua Wuying beside him: "You also know about this?"

Hua Wuying didn't say anything.

He still stood with his eyes tightly closed, regulating his breathing, and no one knew what he was preparing for.

"Ah."

Jiang Baichuan smiled coldly: "Boring little trick."

Whether it is a boring little trick or not, the person who noticed it has no say.

Fu Qingzhou took a few steps back, lowering his brows slightly, as if he didn't see the dispute in front of him.

That time in Changqing Escort Agency... using a large formation and a strange poison to provoke a group of cave-heaven powerhouses could be considered an experiment.

That experiment was very successful.

Today's Xuanmeng Ceremony is when it will really come in handy.

On the high platform, Lan Xiyu saw that Master Baihe had not moved and was just looking at her silently, so she said again: "Baihe, I want to try the sword of wisdom first."

"……It is you."

Baihe Zhenren suddenly revealed a brilliant smile like a flower: "Junior Sister Lan, long time no see - you didn't seem anxious just now, why are you anxious now?"

The black veil under Lan Xiyu's big hat fluttered in the wind, revealing the corners of her tightly pursed mouth.

Of course she wouldn't tell the reason.

But those who know the situation can naturally guess it.

Yuan Zi really recognized the master of the sword, which proved that the method provided by Jiang Baichuan was correct. As long as you don't have too big of a problem and have a way to convince the sword, then even if the sword will not provide you with all the power, it will not resist you so much. You can pick up the sword, and at least on the surface, you are the master of the sword.

Compared to the meaning and power represented by the divine sword itself, this method is too simple, so simple that it is a bit playful.

That is why it is a secret, a secret that must never be revealed.

Over the past few hundred years, the Mingjian Pavilion's standards for selecting sword masters have been extremely strict. Anyone who becomes a sword master is always a person of great benevolence, righteousness, kindness and loyalty. Even if they knew about this, they would not disclose it to the outside world.

Unexpectedly, in this generation, there was a Jiang Baichuan...

When he was the leader of the Wulin Alliance, he firmly believed that he was an absolutely upright person. Even Ning Baimei was unaware of it, so a loophole finally appeared.

But... Master Baihe's master was once the master of the Sword of Wisdom.

When she stretched out her hand to grasp the Sword of Wisdom just now, her expression was so confident.

Who can guarantee that her master did not tell her how to wield the divine sword?
Lan Xiyu held Master Baihe tightly in her hands, not moving.

"Senior, this isn't a good idea, is it?"

In the audience, someone had already raised a question in dissatisfaction: "Master Baihe wants to test the sword, can you at least wait until she finishes the test?"

"That's right. I didn't see you before. How come you show up now?" "You haven't told me who you are yet! Lord Fu said that people with unknown origins and identities are not allowed to try the sword!" Someone was not so polite.

Not only that, at this time, a group of people had already jumped onto the stage!

Of course, they were not there to rush to test the swords, but... to maintain order.

The largest group of them were of course the disciples of Ziqi Xianfeng Temple. They took the lead, with long swords unsheathed and all pointed at Lan Xiyu.

In addition, the mechanical men from the Shen Ji Sect and disciples from other large and small sects all appeared on the stage nervously, drew their weapons and pointed them at Lan Xiyu.

Little do they know that this person is the owner of Qianfang Baixiao Tower.

These people were assigned to be responsible for the order of the Xuanmeng Ceremony. They were already extremely excited and nervous. When encountering such a thing, they would have acted in a semi-stressed state.

Not to mention, at this moment, a great formation that they were unaware of was operating, stirring up their emotions...

Of course, this is not a very strange scene. After all, it is a sword test and suddenly someone shows up and wants to intervene. It is not surprising that people who want to maintain order jump onto the stage.

But what happened next...

There was another sound of swords being unsheathed, and the masters from the aristocratic families who were supposed to maintain order on the high platform also drew their weapons - but they were not pointing at Lan Xiyu, but at a group of "guards" headed by the disciples of Ziqi Xianfeng Temple!
Everyone in the audience was shocked!
what's going on?
How come the people who were invited by the Xuanmeng Ceremony to watch the event themselves are fighting among themselves? !

For a moment, the atmosphere became tense. The shining swords reflected the sunlight and stung people's eyes, as if blood would be seen at any time.

The two main characters, Baihe Zhenren and Lan Xiyu, were competing with each other. Neither of them gave in. They looked at each other, as if they were ready to fight at any time.

Offstage, reactions from different parties were different.

King Xishuo frowned, gently stretched out his right hand to his left hand, pinched a jade ring on his left hand, and was ready to rub it at any time.

Jiang Baichuan had untied the long sword on his back and held it in his hand without knowing when.

Yuan Zizhen, who had just obtained the Sword of Ren, pushed his daughter back a little and gripped the hilt of the Sword of Ren tightly.

Ning Wushu winked at the three soldiers of the Northern Frontier Army, and they quickly merged into the crowd and disappeared.

Wu Changfeng, Hua Xiaolan, Murong Xuan, Yuan Zhen and others who were scattered in the crowd turned their heads tacitly, quickly found each other in the crowd, and exchanged glances.

Outside the platform, the guards from different sects and forces also frowned and subconsciously looked in the direction where they thought...the enemy might be.

Even the countless martial arts people who were watching the fun in the audience were affected by this solemn and murderous aura, and they slowly placed their hands on their weapons.

Their attention was all drawn away at this moment, and no one noticed that Fu Qingzhou curled the corners of his mouth.

"Hahahaha, don't be nervous, don't be nervous."

He suddenly laughed out loud and took a few steps forward. His hearty laughter slightly diluted the tension on the scene.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous."

Fu Qingzhou walked towards Master Baihe and Lan Xiyu, stretched out his hands to push away the swords of the masters of the aristocratic families, and pressed down the long swords of the disciples of Ziqi Xianfeng Temple. He smiled and said, "This is the owner of Qianfang Baixiao Tower, Lan! Who said that her origins and identity are unknown?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience was shocked!
Qianfang Baixiaolou!
The most mysterious organization in the world!
No one knows how many disciples or members they have. Except when buying intelligence, few people have even seen the disciples of Qianfang Baixiao Tower... let alone the owner of the tower!

To this day, there are all kinds of legends about the identity of the owner of Qianfang Baixiao Tower, and even no one knows whether he is a man or a woman, old or young!
I never thought it was a woman?

By the way, Fu Qingzhou said, her last name is Lan?
At this moment, all the people in the martial arts world understood instantly.

No wonder those masters from aristocratic families on the stage pointed their swords at the people from Ziqixianfeng Temple... It turns out they were protecting their own people!
"Okay, put away your swords quickly, what's going on?"

Fu Qingzhou shouted to the people around the stage: "Hurry up, what if someone is accidentally injured?"

The disciples of Ziqixianfeng Temple were most familiar with him and had the best relationship with him, so they were very obedient and put away their swords immediately.

With this beginning, the others also put away their swords and stepped aside.

"That's right... Senior Baihe, Master Lan."

Fu Qingzhou smiled, walked behind the two people who were in a stalemate, and said softly: "I have a solution that will satisfy both of us. Would you like to hear it, seniors?"

Master Baihe and Lan Xiyu turned their heads at the same time and looked at him.

Fu Qingzhou lowered his voice so that only the three of them could hear it, and said leisurely: "There is more than one sword here. One of the two seniors... can try the courtesy sword."

He raised his eyes and smiled, "After all, for you two, the difference between the sword of courtesy and the sword of wisdom is not that big, right?"

(End of this chapter)