"The Five Immortal Swords"?

"Master, among these five, I know that Master is very powerful, but is my grandfather also very powerful?"

Tian Buyi smiled and said, "Your grandfather's cultivation was not inferior to your master. He was only harmed by a traitor. Now his cultivation has been greatly reduced. But even so, there are really few who can defeat him in the world."

After hearing Tian Buyi's words, Ye Xun couldn't help feeling a little sad. After traveling through time for seven years, he had not yet met this old man. It seemed that he really had to find an opportunity to go down the mountain once, and then go back to a set of Xingyue Sword Sect. Since he occupied other people's bodies, he had to accept everything from others.

After making up his mind, Ye Xun decided to go down the mountain once in the near future.

"Master, where is Senior Qin?"

"The cultivation level of Senior Qin is also high. Although it is not as high as the eighth level bottleneck as your master, it has reached a rare late-stage height of the eighth level. You must know that there are really not many people who can reach this level in the entire world."

"What about the other two?"

Tian Buyi looked at Ye Xun. Why did this kid have so many questions recently: "The cultivation of the other two is also unfathomable, and one of them is even above your master."

Above the master? Didn’t that Xuanzhen Qi reach the ninth level of supreme realm?

Ye Xun was secretly surprised, what kind of existence was that.

One hour later, Qin Yi and a group of disciples of the God Sword Sect, led by Xue Jingfan, walked up and down Qingshan roughly. Then, after eating dinner under Xue Jingfan's warm reception, Xue Jingfan said to Qin Yi: "Senior Qin, there are still seven days left before the Three Sect Competition. I will ask Senior to rest in Qingshan these days. If you have any needs, just ask Qingshan disciples to do it."

Qin Yi smiled and agreed, and was taken to Qingshan's guest room by several disciples to rest.

Three days later, another sect participating in the competition in the three sects had already arrived outside the Qingshan Sword Sect's mountain gate.

Also at the sound of three bells of the welcoming bells, Qingshan disciples led by Xue Jingfan were taken to Qingshan.

Xue Jingfan specially held a dinner in the living room to invite disciples from the Divine Sword Sect and the Moon Sword Sect to participate in the competition.

In the Qingshan Sword Sect, all the second-generation disciples and those who participated in the competition also participated.

During the meal, the leader of the Wangyue Sword Sect's competition was Chen Xiting, the junior brother of the head of the Wangyue Sword Sect. He raised the wine glass on the table and smiled: "I am very honored that Chen can lead his disciples to Qingshan to participate in the Three Sect Competition this time. I am even more grateful to the six heroes of Qingshan for setting up a banquet to welcome us."

Chen Xiting is about sixty years old, with a thin body and a gentle temperament, but his sword skills are extremely superb. He is also known as the Three Saints of Wangyue Sect, who are two other junior brothers outside the head of the Wangyue Sword Sect.

Xue Jingfan smiled and said, "You are kind to you, Senior Chen, this competition will be where you can visit Qingshan, and the green mountains will shine brightly. This competition will be in three days. I hope that all the disciples who participated in this competition can do their best to achieve excellent results."

An old man beside Chen Xiting snorted disdainfully after hearing Xue Jingfan's words. He was also the junior brother of the head of the Wangyue Sword Sect, one of the three saints of Wangyue, named Fu Hongxiao.

Although this man has a profound swordsmanship, he is not upright enough. Although he is a decent person, his behavior sometimes does not match his decent person.

Although in the Wangyue Sword Sect, they are often warned and scolded by three senior brothers, they do not change their past behavior.

The cold snorkeling at this time, although the decibels were extremely small, was still caught by Chen Xiting's ears.

Chen Xiting suddenly felt angry and shouted in a low voice: "When you go out, please pay attention to your words and deeds. If you commit another crime, you will never let it go."

Although Fu Hongxiao was not upright enough and was not afraid of outsiders at all, he was only afraid of his three senior brothers and stopped talking after being scolded.

But suddenly a disciple stood up behind him. He was tall and handsome, wearing a white robe, and was particularly energetic. He held a wine glass and said to Yang Xiaoran of Qingshan Sword Sect: "The three sect competition held in this sect three years ago. Tian Ye unfortunately lost to Senior Brother Xiaoran in one move. After three years of hard work, Tian Ye made a breakthrough. I would like to ask Senior Brother Xiaoran for advice at that time."

As soon as Lin Tianye finished speaking, Qin Qing, the eldest grandson of Qin Yi, the leader of the Divine Sword Sect, also stood up and raised his glass to Yang Xiaoran and smiled: "Three years ago, Qin Qing also defeated Senior Brother Xiaoran with one move. This year, Qin Qing is confident that he will definitely win the top leader in the senior brother Xiaoran."

Yang Xiaoran smiled at the corner of her mouth, and she picked up the wine glass and said to the two of them, "Xiaoran has also made many breakthroughs in three years. At that time, I would like to ask Tianye and Qin Qing for advice."

With Lin Tianye's beginning, many disciples from the three sects began to write letters of war with each other, but the two sat in front of the table without feeling silence.

One of them is Ye Jingyi. This three-sect competition was the first time she participated in in her life. She was not familiar with the disciples of the other two sects, so she didn't say a word.

The other person was a disciple of the Moon Sword Sect. He was sitting near the corner. Since the reception banquet, his eyes had never left Ye Jingyi.

Before coming to Qingshan, he heard that the granddaughter of the head of Qingshan was called a rare beauty in the world. Since then, he has been determined to meet this peerless beauty.

During the meal, when he saw Ye Jingyi at first sight, Ye Jingyi's beautiful face, which was fascinating in the country, let him know that Ye Jingyi was the beautiful woman he had longed for day and night. Her face, which was as cold as a geese, and her cold and elegant temperament were the top of all women he had ever seen.

At this moment, he silently shouted in his heart that he must get this thousand-year-old beauty who is ashamed of the moon.

Time passed, and the reception banquet lasted for several hours. Although it took a long time, the disciples of the three sects in the banquet did not drink too much wine. It was only three days before the competition. They had to keep themselves in the best state so that they would not perform abnormally in the competition.

Three days passed quickly, and the ring that was once set up in Qingshan martial arts training ground was still there, which happened to be used for this three-party competition.

The rules of this competition are also different from previous years. In previous years, there was no limit on the number of participants. After setting up the arena, you can go on stage to compete. The person who stood on the arena is the final winner of the competition.

The last winner was Yang Xiaoran, and in almost every competition, the final winner was a disciple of the Qingshan Sword Sect. However, this does not mean that the strength of the Qingshan Sword Sect is higher than that of the other two sects, but that the cultivation of the Qingshan disciples is slightly higher than that of the Wangyue Sword Sect and the Divine Sword Sect.

"Brother, tomorrow is the day of the competition. Are you nervous?" On the back mountain of Qingshan, Tian Qingshu and Ye Xun sat on the grass, admiring the starry sky of Qingshan.

The stars in the sky are densely packed, and the bright starry sky like the Milky Way. In his previous life, Ye Xun had never seen such a starry night view on the earth. After all, the smog in most cities on the earth is too serious, and the stars shining in the sky cannot be seen at all.

"I'm not nervous. This competition is just to test the strength of our disciples. If you really want to win the top leader, it is enough to have Senior Brother Yang Xiaoran. With his current cultivation level of the sixth level of Daoxuan True Qi, it should be no problem."

Speaking of this, a golden light suddenly flashed in Tian Qingshu's eyes and continued: "But this time, among the eight disciples who participated in the competition, there may be a dark horse that broke out this year. Senior Brother Yang Xiaoran may meet a strong enemy in the final competition."

"Who is this dark horse?" Ye Xun asked curiously.

"It's Ye Jingyi." Tian Qingshu smiled faintly.

"That thousand-year-old beauty?"

Tian Qingshu nodded and said, "Three years ago, the fifteen-year-old Ye Jingyi went into seclusion with her master. That year, his cultivation level had reached the early stage of the fourth level. After three years of seclusion, his cultivation level had improved a lot, but she didn't say what level he had reached, and we don't know."

Ye Xun couldn't help asking, "Brother, you have been sneaking in Lanting Villa in the back mountain for two months. During this period, haven't you seen it from his performance?"

Tian Qingshu looked at Ye Xun with a slight shame: "Although we have been studying together during this period, Ye Jingyi has hidden her deeply, and we cannot accurately infer her cultivation from her performance."

"But according to my conservative inference between Zhou Dewei and I, her cultivation level is at least at the bottleneck of the fifth level, or she has reached the sixth level, condensed double cyclones, or her strength has surpassed Senior Brother Yang Xiaoran."

Ye Xun said: "A month ago, Ye Jingyi defeated Xiao Qishen and won the competition. I watched it on the spot. At that time, Senior Brother Ye Fei's inference was similar to yours. They all believed that Ye Jingyi might have reached the sixth level."

Tian Qingshu nodded and said, "Blind guessing is useless. When tomorrow's competition begins, what level she reaches will naturally be revealed. Maybe she can make a big splash."

Tian Qingshu lay on the grass, closed his eyes, and quietly felt the hot summer wind, but the scorching summer heat seemed to have no effect on him. Instead, Ye Xun was already sweating profusely, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans. However, Ye Xun was still very comfortable to enjoy the night view with Tian Qingshu, his good brother.

"Brother, I wish you a victory in the flag." Ye Xun smiled and took out a piece of wine from the bag he brought and handed it to Tian Qingshu.

Tian Qingshu smiled and took it, took a sip, and handed it to Ye Xun: "Tomorrow's competition, don't drink too much today. After the competition is over, we brothers will have a good drink and we will not return until we are drunk."

Although Ye Xun couldn't drink, he still drank a lot like Tian Qingshu's appearance, and suddenly he choked and tears were all gone. This made Tian Qingshu laugh.

"Xuanzi, a big man can't drink, so it's so embarrassing to spread."

Ye Xun wiped off his snot and tears, then took another sip into his mouth, and swallowed it with great difficulty: "Brother don't worry, starting tonight, I will practice drinking well. After the big brother wins this competition, I will definitely be drunk and never return home."
Chapter completed!