Chapter 465 The Martial Arts Lecture Conference Begins
"It turns out to be Xue." Jiang Nian looked at the woman in front of him, the smile on his face still unchanged.
He just withdrew his uneasy hand from Jiang Wen and stood aside pretending to be so.
"It's just a joke. Why are you so serious, Xue? If I knew that this young man was someone Xue cared about, I wouldn't dare to say these words."
As he spoke, he walked leisurely towards the Shennong Hall regardless of the opinions of the people around him.
Seeing such a scene, many monks who were not familiar with Jiang Wen suddenly realized.
It turns out that this unknown monk is Xue's friend. No wonder Xue, one of the four princes of Tianyuan City, was so angry just now.
Naturally, all the monks from hundreds of sects know Xue's identity. The four princes of Tianyuan City are famous figures in Tai Cang. Each one is a giant below one person and above ten thousand people, enough to determine the life or death of any tribe. Among them, the Four Saints, Hou Xue, are in charge of the four forbidden armies of Tianyuan City. He is considered the noblest among nobles, the prince among princes.
To be able to make friends with Xue, this person must have an extraordinary status.
The monks were speculating, secretly wondering whether they should make friends with him.
"..." So Jiang Wenji's compassionate character is like this? Jiang Wen thought to himself and looked at Xue with worry. "Have you been feeling unwell lately?"
"I just saw you smiling so beautifully and couldn't help but say it." Jiang Wen found an excuse to cover up his embarrassment.
"Xue, what kind of obsession do you still have in your heart?" Jiang Wen thought silently in his heart.
"Is that so?" Xue gave a stiff smile.
"It doesn't matter, it's just a matter of overcoming the tribulation." Xue Qing smiled brightly at Jiang Wen.
"..." Jiang Wen's brows jumped at the sight. With Xue's forced smile, those who didn't know thought she was going to kill someone and silence her.
This was the first time Jiang Wen saw her with such an expression. After all, Xue had always looked cold during their encounters in the past few days.
Xue was slightly stunned when she heard this.
Xue saw the concern in Jiang Wen's eyes and gave him a faint smile.
After all, the relationship between him and Xue is relatively unfamiliar now, so such an intimate tone may not be appropriate.
This is also the biggest obstacle to entering the realm of Immortal Platform. Countless monks from all over the world have fallen at this barrier.
In the realm of Xiantai, Yan Gongli said that there would be three tribulations, one of which was the heart tribulation. Jiang Wen is now also in the midst of this mental tribulation.
"Xue." Jiang Wen looked at Xue and saw that her face was cold but a little tired.
"I understand."
She touched her face and looked at Jiang Wen doubtfully: "Am I usually serious?"
"You should smile more on weekdays." Jiang Wen blurted out his words, and after finishing them, he felt a little regretful.
Recalling that he had secretly checked Xue's physical condition before, Jiang Wen guessed that Xue might be crossing the tribulation of the Immortal Stage.
Seeing that Jiang Wen couldn't make a sound, Xue also knew that her smile was ugly, so she didn't pay attention to these things.
If there are still obsessions in your heart, there are still things that you have not let go of.
"Don't worry, she actually doesn't have any ill intentions." Xue said calmly. "She's not like this on weekdays. Maybe she's got a temper."
Then the heart calamity is an extremely difficult calamity to get over.
From the day her master died, she didn't like to laugh.
"Master, he really looks like you, even the tone of his voice." Xue Yuguang glanced at Jiang Wen and sighed slightly in her heart.
I had the impulse to make friends with this man because he resembled Master.
"I shouldn't have said so many words just now. Too many words will lead to leakage." Jiang Wen thought to himself.
The two masters and disciples stood among the monks and had different thoughts.
Luo Ji, who was on the side, was so frightened that she vowed to stay away from the saint in the future.
On the Shennong Hall in the distance, beside the Heavenly King Jiang Wenji, Xiu Qi held a secret scroll and stood against the wind.
"In the span of a hundred generations, the way of heaven is ever-prospering. It has been twenty-eight thousand years since Tianyuan City was established. Now that the way of heaven is clear, it seems that the age of great strife has begun. The king of heaven has mercy on the world, and worships the saint Shennong."
"Since then, thousands of lives in the world have been fighting to find the way to the great road. Therefore, the gods and demons have returned, and the immortals are endless. This is actually a great change for hundreds of millions of years."
"Now the Shennong Hall gathers hundreds of sects in Tai Cang, inviting those with great ambitions to hone their Taoism and learn the power of the gods. We are hereby holding a martial arts meeting to test the talents of various sects." "Whoever wins the crown of the Grand Ceremony will receive the treasure of Wuliang Pavilion. one."
Xiu opened his sleeves and waved, and all the treasures appeared in the sky.
The first object was a simple bronze mirror. Although it looked unremarkable, the monks exclaimed.
"Tai Xuan Mirror?!"
"It turned out to be the rumored mirror that subdues demons and slays evil spirits, the Taixuan Mirror?!"
Jiang Wen looked at the Taixuan Mirror, which was an imitation that he had forged after the Taixuan Mirror. I didn't expect it to be taken out as a prize today.
The shouts haven't stopped yet, and they are even more excited to see the next thing.
It was a bronze tripod with four mythical beasts carved on its legs.
Many monks know the name of this magic weapon very well. It is the legendary treasure of Tai Cang for refining medicine - the Shennong Cauldron.
"I didn't expect that this magic weapon Wuliang Pavilion would be brought out. This martial arts conference may not be more exciting than the previous ones."
"It's actually the Shennong Cauldron! This one has appeared in our dreams."
To the side of the tripod, a green long sword emerged leisurely.
Jiang Wen was stunned when he looked at the sword. He didn't expect Xiu Qi to take out this sword.
That long green sword is called the Questioning Heart Sword, and its history is quite simple.
This sword is Jiang Wen's sword, and he once followed him in battles in the north and south.
Later, he placed the sword in Wuliang Pavilion for future use by monks with swordsmanship talents.
After all, he was leaving, so there was nothing wrong with making some contribution.
Unexpectedly, Xiu Qi took it out as one of the prizes today and awarded it to the winner of the martial arts competition.
"What's the origin of that sword?"
"I'm not sure. It looks extraordinary."
"This sword..."
The monks were a little confused after looking at several magic weapons. The front ones were all famous magic weapons, but the sword at the back seemed ordinary.
Xue, who was beside Jiang Wen, looked at the green sword and stared at it for a long time.
The hands were squeezed tightly, and there was no emotion or anger on his face.
On the high platform in the distance, Taihao of Zixiao Palace looked at Xiu Qi, then looked at the long sword, and couldn't help but smile.
He called a disciple and said slowly: "If you can win this martial arts meeting, you will get the Heart-Questing Sword. I will make a promise to you in the fight for the Holy Son in the sect."
The disciple's serious face showed a strange look, and then he raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly: "Then please ask Elder Taihao to wait for the good news."
Taihao made his own little calculation.
Not far away in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the white-haired girl raised her head and stared at the sword with a longing look on her face.
"I feel the sword intention that belongs to my ancestors."
"Is he the ancestor? Where is he?"
"Want, want that sword, no matter what."
The sword in the girl's arms chirped slightly, as if responding to the will of her sword master.
"Sister? What's wrong with you?"
Beside the girl, the white-haired loli holding a sword looked at her in confusion.
She had never seen her sister look so expectant. In the clan, my sister has always had the highest talent, and she is also the most valued by the elders of the clan.
"These three treasures are the reward for those who win the crown."
"The grand ceremony begins!"
(End of this chapter)
