Fairies, please don't talk to me about love

"Didn't his Dao heart suffer damage and his cultivation level regress? He was originally in the early Nascent Soul stage, but was directly beaten into a Golden Core by his sister. So in order to stay away from his sister, he asked the family for permission to go out for training."

"So that's how it is. By the way, Brother Lu, why are you here?"

Lu Jianxin stroked the hilt of the sword at his waist and replied earnestly:

"Although there is a sword god in the palace who can teach me how to practice sword, she has been teaching the current princess since before I was born and has no time to take care of me, so I came here by myself. After all, the name of Qianzhou Fengxian is known throughout the nine states. The most powerful sword sect in the place where she is famous for her sword must be good."

Lu Jianxin suddenly turned to look at Ye Lingtian and continued:

"Look, I ran into you, Brother Ye. If I didn't know I was incapable of learning your sword skills, I'm afraid you wouldn't have a peaceful month."

"If Brother Lu wants to learn, I can give you some pointers."

Ye Lingtian was still very optimistic about Lu Jianxin. His Dragon-Slaying Sword had great potential. As long as he had enough time, he would definitely achieve something in the future. If you wanted to learn his sword, there was no harm in teaching him. After all, this young man was really pleasing to the eye.

"Brother Ye is willing to teach, but I don't dare to learn."

He only killed a dragon, but Ye Lingtian directly killed immortal gods. The gap is too big, and if he tries to learn it by force, it will be futile and will also affect his swordsmanship.

"What are you talking about?"

Meng Ming returned to his seat, saw the two of them chatting happily, and interrupted them to say something.

"About the sword. By the way, Brother Meng, what do you think of Brother Ri Guanye's sword?"

Ye Lingtian also listened attentively, this was very important to him.

Because he didn't know what level his sword was at now. Such a young man from a wealthy family, who was also a talented young man, must have seen many powerful elders and should be able to give an objective evaluation.

"I'm sorry, I only know how powerful I am, but I don't know to what extent."

But he believed that Ye Lingtian was definitely more powerful than Xuan Feng.

It was okay for Meng Ming to just comment on who was better, after all, he had seen the two of them wielding swords with his own eyes. However, he did not say it out loud, because Xuan Feng was sitting next to the next to the next to him, so some things should be kept secret.

"Ok."

Then the three of them chatted about some trivial matters in life.

Zhang Ruyi held Xuan Feng in his arms and watched the match on the ring intently, wondering how far he could go.

She never expected to get the first or second place, it would be great if she could squeeze to the front.

"Little Ji Xuan, what rank do you think you can get? I heard that there will be rewards for the top 13 this time."

"Ummm...champion?"

"Little Ji Xuan is so awesome!"

. . .

I don’t know how long it was before it was finally Qing Linfeng’s second person’s turn to play, and that was Zhang Ruyi.

She put down Xuan Feng, picked up the sword and walked towards the arena.

Her opponent was a disciple in the late stage of Huadan. After they bowed to each other, they started fighting directly.

Ye Lingtian also stopped chatting and started watching the game.

"Her sword skills are also very good. I have never heard of such a magical method. I don't know if she invented it herself or... "

Hearing Xuan Feng's voice transmission, Ye Lingtian nodded in agreement.

He always felt very familiar with Zhang Ruyi's swordsmanship, but he couldn't tell where it was familiar.

She rarely takes the initiative to attack. She always waits for her opponent to finish attacking before striking with her sword and then immediately draws it back to defend.

When defending, if the opponent wants to compete with her, she will magically use the force to rebound, causing the opponent to suffer the power of her sword in vain.

Judging from the man's expression, he definitely didn't know what was going on.

I hit me?

This magical method of using the opponent's force to counterattack finally reminded him where he had seen it before.

"That little Taoist priest?"

"What little Taoist priest?"

Seeing Ye Lingtian suddenly talking to himself, Lu Jianxin asked.

"Nothing, I thought of something."

"Ah."

Chapter 25 Jade Flute and Swift Sword

Until the sword was knocked away, the man didn't react to what happened.

What kind of strange sword technique is this?

Zhang Ruyi returned to her seat, picked up Xuanfeng, wiped the sweat off her face with her hair, and let out a long sigh.

"Miss Ruyi, where did you learn how to use the sword?"

Ye Lingtian didn't pretend and asked directly and bluntly.

"I created it myself. Master Lingyun wants to learn it?"

"No, I just thought this sword technique was novel and wanted to ask."

Zhang Ruyi responded with a smile, but a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

My father didn't let me say it, he must have his reasons.

But she really wanted to say that the feeling of hiding it from her friends made her feel uncomfortable.

Later, Qing Linfeng's disciples took the field one by one and won all the games without any surprise. Lu Jianxin, in particular, defeated the relatively strong opponent with a crushing momentum, which attracted the attention of many people.

"Son of General Lu? That's not surprising..."

"Heroes come from young people."

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"It's your turn, Brother Ye."

Finally, it was the last game of the first round, and everyone in Qinglin Peak looked at him with anticipation.

They really wanted to see Ye Ling Angel Sword again, including Xuan Feng.

Ye Lingtian walked onto the stage and found that his opponent was a disciple in the middle stage of Dan Hua.

Although she had examples of beating people at the Huadan realm, Meng Wan was just a half-baked person with only some cultivation. He was like a muscular kid who only knew how to charge and was very easy to provoke. He could be killed by playing with him.

Anyone who can enter the Sword Sect is definitely not an ordinary person. Even if his sword skills are not as good as his, the difference in cultivation is enough to give him a headache.

Ye Lingtian held the sword in his left hand, put it behind his back, and said to the disciple in front of him:

"let's start."

The disciple on the opposite side had no intention of looking down on him and immediately prepared to draw his sword.

Ye Qinglin on the stage felt her heart melt when she saw the way Ye Lingtian held the sword.

why?

Because this was the sword technique that Ye Lingtian taught her, and it was the legendary peerless sword technique—the beginning of the Jade Flute Quick Sword.

She asked her master if he had heard of this sword technique. Yun Weiyang shook her head and told Ye Qinglin not to tell anyone.

The thing that Ye Lingtian gave her was so precious, which made Ye Qinglin very touched.

You know, even the Qingyun Sword Sect only has one peerless sword technique, and only the sect leader or the sect leader's successor can learn it.

Yun Weiyang personally said that the sect's guardian sword was not as good as the Yuxiao Sword, which was enough to show how powerful this swordsmanship was.

Now that Ye Lingtian has returned to her, she has not asked about the origin of this sword technique.

The first is that she only wants the body and heart now, and the second is that there is no need to ask.

Some concerns become spoiled once they are expressed in person.

At the same time, all the elders present looked at Ye Qinglin.

"Is this sword technique taught by Elder Ye?"

A burly bald elder asked directly.

They had all more or less seen the sword skills of this once-in-a-century genius, and had asked to learn from him, but were all rejected in the end.

"Yes."

Seeing Ye Qinglin's response, they became interested in Ye Lingtian on the field.

What ability does this young man have that could make Ye Qinglin value him so much and even pass on his cherished sword skills?

On the field, the disciples fighting against Ye Lingtian were somewhat doubting their lives at this moment.

Is he fighting a swordsman or a musician?

Every time Ye Lingtian swung his sword, the sound of the jade flute would disturb his mind.

This was a little too much for him to bear. He had to draw his sword to fight back while keeping his mind steady.

Every now and then there would be a startling explosion, which would shock the person so much that he could not react and ended up losing a move.

Finally, seeing that he was powerless to change the situation, he raised his sword and surrendered.

It's not shameful to lose to someone in the early stage of foundation building. His swordsmanship is much stronger than mine.

After bowing, he walked down the stage, and when Ye Lingtian was about to turn around to look at his friends at Qinglin Peak, he couldn't help but look towards the platform in the same direction.

Ye Qinglin looked at him affectionately, with love in her eyes.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but it should be.

If it weren't for this it would be too horrible. Ye Lingtian unconsciously touched his waist and then lowered his head and walked off the stage.

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"Brother Ye, did you learn this sword technique from your master? It turns out you have been learning this for the past month!"

After hearing the conversation between the elders just now, the matter also spread among the disciples.

Now they all know that Ye Lingtian might be under special care of by Ye Qinglin.

In addition to envy, I also received a lot of jealousy from my peers.

"Yes."

Xuan Feng glanced at Ye Lingtian sideways without saying anything.

How could she not know what he had been doing for the past month? He spent all day refining pills with his alchemy furnace, so how could he have time to practice swordsmanship?

It is very likely that he already knew how to use the sword. Considering that Ye Qinglin also knew it, she guessed that Ye Lingtian taught Ye Qinglin.

She could tell that this sword technique was of peerless quality, which deepened her belief in Ji Yuanqing's words that he was more powerful than the Sword God.

"In the next round, there are 51 people and one bye. Disciples can come up and draw lots."

About ten minutes later, the white-bearded old man came on stage again.

"Good luck to me! Wish me good luck! Draw! Damn it, I give in."

"Heaven and earth, please help me, Master Fengxian, please show up!"

Seeing the disciples with a sense of humor drawing lots in their own unique way, Xuan Feng gave an evil smile.

This kind of thing, if you really believe it is probability, you will lose.

Everything depends on human efforts. If someone with power wants to manipulate probability, he can definitely do it. One in fifty-one may be true for them, but it is false for her who has a 100% chance of success.

Sure enough, Xuan Feng reached into her little hand and pulled out another bye.

The players on the field cast envious glances at him again. This was like making it into the top 26 without any effort. How cool was it? Why wasn't I the one who got the bye?

Ye Lingtian, who saw through everything, didn't say much.

He was just a side item brought along by Xuanfeng when she went out to play, so there was no need to say much. As long as Xuanfeng was happy, that was all that mattered.

After all, I will have to rely on her care more in the future, right?

A protector is extremely important to a young monk.

Before in Fengxian City, if Ji Yuanqing had not protected him, he would have been killed by the assassin's knife.