January has passed again. During this month, Lang Feng will go to Hidden Sword Pavilion every day. Every time he goes, he is stabbed by the five colors of light and his true energy is gone. The number of lights that can be seen is increasing day by day, mostly purple and red.

, while other white, cyan, and blue colors can rarely block it.

Recently, Tianmen has been busy preparing for the three-door martial arts competition, setting up venues and platforms, and building houses.

All the disciples were talking about was the emergence of wizards from the three sects in one month. Some idle people said that Bingyue had been swordfighting with Lang Feng in the forest and that the relationship between the two was already extraordinary. They also said that Lang Feng would

Tianmang gave Bingyue a gift, but he used a bamboo sword to please Bingyue. It was really shameless.

Lang Feng ignored these boring words, but he was extremely interested in some young masters from the three sects. He heard that the most talked about names among the disciples were besides Zhidian from the Buddhist sect, and the Fire Spirit from the Xuanmen.

The two of them are the most powerful to win the first place in this three-sect martial arts competition. Lang Feng secretly wondered who the Xuanmen Huo Ling is. Anyway, there is still one month, so he is not in a hurry and just studies the Heavenly Sword Jue carefully.

On this day, Lang Feng entered the Hidden Sword Pavilion again. The original five lights in the Hidden Sword Pavilion were white, purple, red, blue, and green, but now there were only two kinds of light: red and purple. Although Lang Feng was strange, judging from past experience, he

There was a change in the Heavenly Sword Technique, and I couldn't help but feel overjoyed. I hurriedly pulled out the bent bamboo and concentrated on defense.

I was afraid that two rays of light would strike instantly, but I saw the red and purple lights trembling for a while without any movement. Langfeng danced the bending bamboo, and the two rays of light danced with it.

Lang Feng thought: "Senior Zhu Weng said that the hidden sword pavilion was born from my own heart. These two rays of light must be the true energy in my body."

Lang Feng danced the bending bamboo rapidly, and the two lights of red and purple also moved with it, forming a halo outside the body, gradually surrounding Lang Feng

Lang Feng was in the halo, and his left and right eyes showed red and purple colors respectively. He moved the sword selflessly and gradually fell into the sword's intention.

Suddenly two rays of light intertwined together and merged into one, rushing towards Benzhu like a dragon. Lang Feng was completely absorbed in the sword intention and did not notice that the red and purple light had disappeared.

After the red-purple light appeared on the curved bamboo sword, countless sword cries suddenly came out from the Hidden Sword Pavilion. The faster Lang Feng moved, the louder the sword cries became.

After another trembling sword cry, another burst of light-colored sword energy appeared in the Hidden Sword Pavilion, with Lang Feng looming in it. The sword energy surged with the force, and after dispersing, it instantly shrank into a ball, wrapping Lang Feng in it.

After a while, layers of sword energy attached to the bent bamboo sword grew several times out of thin air. Lang Feng shouted and struck out with all his strength. The energy in the sword quickly dispersed around. After disappearing, the hidden sword

The sword energy in the sword pavilion also disappeared.

Lang Feng suddenly woke up. When he looked around, he saw that there was only an empty room. He picked up the bent bamboo and saw that red and purple lights flashed alternately on it. When he waved it, it never disappeared.

Lang Feng was overjoyed. Although Benzhu was an ordinary bamboo sword, it was now surrounded by two lights, giving it the glory of an immortal sword. He thought to himself: "Yue'er sword emits blue light. Why does my sword have red and purple lights? If

It will also emit blue light, that will be fine.” Thinking of this, I felt a sense of loss in my heart.

Lang Feng wanted to take out the chain sword and leave, but he took it out. The chain sword disappeared. Lang Feng was surprised that he had always carried the chain sword with him, why was it missing? How could he get out?

While hesitating, he saw a ray of sunlight coming in from the gap in the door. He pushed forward and the palace door opened. Lang Feng was startled. It turned out that the door of the Hidden Sword Pavilion could be opened, but he kept using the chain sword to enter and exit.

After sighing, he lightly stepped out of the palace door.

Zuo Jiansong stood in the original stone pavilion beside the Hidden Sword Pavilion with his hands behind his back. He watched Lang Feng walk out of the Hidden Sword Pavilion and sighed slightly.

Xia Jianfei said: "Lang Feng was only a few months old when he opened the door of the Hidden Sword Pavilion. Senior brother should be overjoyed, but why are we sighing?"

Zuo Jiansong still looked at Lang Feng's retreating shadow and said: "I don't know why, I always feel uneasy in my heart."

Xia Jianfei said: "Although Lang Feng has outstanding talents and is always unexpected, he is not as martial-minded as Junior Brother Nan. Senior Brother is overthinking it."

Zuo Jiansong nodded and said: "Junior Brother Nan was obsessed with the art of fighting, but in the end... ugh, I have to worry about it! Maybe I really thought too much."

Zuo Jiansong suddenly straightened his face and said, "Junior brother Xia, when will the competition platform be completed?" After saying that, he looked forward and saw a large open space in front of the Tianjian Pavilion.

The Hidden Sword Pavilion in the distance is just a competition platform made of thick bamboo beams, with dry wooden boards laid flat on it. Although it has not yet been built, its scale is already majestic, and many disciples are busy in it at this time.

Xia Jianfei said: "It can be completed before the three gates compete in martial arts."

Zuo Jiansong twirled his beard, nodded, and said, "That's good. Can the residences of the Buddhist and Xuanmen be properly arranged?"

Xia Jianfei said: "Senior Brother Wu has already taken care of this matter."

Zuo Jiansong finally felt relieved. The three-sect martial arts competition every ten years was a major event in the world of cultivation. It was hosted by Tianmen every time. People who were not members of the three-sects would also come to watch. Now that everything was ready, Zuo Jiansong gave up.

He came to his heart and said: "This year's competition is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon. I don't know if there will be a dragon or a tiger in my Tianmen."

Xia Jianfei chuckled and said: "This year is unknown, but I think back then, my senior brother won many battles during the three-door martial arts competition. Everyone believed that you were the number one that year. But in the end, you lost."

Zuo Jiansong also laughed and said: "I lost on purpose."

Xia Jianfei laughed loudly and said: "I knew about this a hundred years ago. At that time, in order to please my sister-in-law, my senior brother actually gave up the first place to her. It is really a good story."

Zuo Jiansong was quite proud and said: "I think I have done such an outstanding thing in my life." He suddenly sighed and said: "I don't know when she will come back. This Xiaodie is really annoying me."

Xia Jianfei asked: "Why did my sister-in-law leave suddenly?"

Zuo Jiansong said: "Her master said that in the future, a very evil thing will appear in the world of cultivation, and the world will be in chaos. Only the world's best magic sword, Ghost Slash, can break the evil spirit, so she and her master

Let’s go find the magic sword together.”

Xia Jianfei said "Oh" and said: "Magical sword! Ghost slaying? Her master has a clever plan. He actually has such magical power. I really didn't expect it."

Zuo Jiansong heard the smile in Xia Jianfei's words and said: "She just wants to love her disciple so much that she makes such an excuse to put her in such a position of evil. It's really ridiculous."

Xia Jianfei couldn't comment. As soon as he heard Zuo Jiansong mention Zuo Xiaodie, he asked, "How is Xiaodie's niece?"

Zuo Jiansong sighed and said, "I'm really anxious if I don't eat or drink all day long."

Xia Jianfei said: "You are truly like a father."

Zuo Jiansong asked: "Junior Brother Xia, what do you mean?"

Xia Jianfei said: "When my sister-in-law ignored you, you refused to eat or drink, and even wanted to cut off your own arm. If Senior Brother Wu and I hadn't tried our best to stop you, your left arm would have been gone."

Zuo Jiansong chuckled and said: "It all happened in the past when I was young. I was very passionate and excited at the time. Now I think about it, and it's a lot of fun."

Xia Jianfei also laughed and said: "In another hundred or two hundred years, niece Xiaodie will definitely have the same idea."

Zuo Jiansong was startled, his face relaxed, and he said: "Yes, it's just a child's nature. It will naturally get better in a few days. Junior Brother Xia, are there any traces of the Shadow Sword again today?"

Xia Jianfei's expression changed and he shook his head slightly.

The next day, many disciples gathered around the competition stage, pointing and talking. If they felt inspired, they went to the stage to try out a few moves. Although it was not formal, they were very excited.

Lang Feng came to the door of Hidden Sword Pavilion. He didn't have a chain sword, so he had to push the door open and enter. Inside was a very ordinary room.

Lang Feng felt depressed and said: "It seems that my qualifications have reached this point, and the Hidden Sword Pavilion has become an empty room." After walking around for a while, nothing happened, so he had to go out and saw all the disciples surrounding the competition stage, and thought to himself: "

This competition stage is extremely majestic, with so many seats." But when I thought about having to compete on the stage, with so many people sitting around watching, I couldn't help but feel nervous, and thought to myself: "Don't embarrass Master."

"Senior Brother Lang Feng, it turns out to be you!" Lang Feng turned around and saw that it was Wu Caoyun.

Lang Feng said: "It turns out to be Senior Brother Wu"

Wu Caoyun cupped his fists and said: "Senior brother, I must not call him that. I have a low level of cultivation and dull qualifications. Senior Brother Langfeng must not be called that."

Lang Feng said: "Brother Wu, you're welcome."

Wu Caoyunqi asked: "I wonder what kind of sword this sword of Senior Brother Langfeng is? It has such a brilliant light." Wu Caoyun was referring to the bent bamboo. It turns out that the bent bamboo has no sword edge, so there is no sword pin. Lang Feng

He casually carried the bent bamboo behind his back, but the bent bamboo alternately glowed red and purple, hiding his true appearance.

On weekdays, apart from being in the Hidden Sword Pavilion, Lang Feng spends most of his time with Bing Yue and Wu Jie Ao. Sometimes, Qimu would go to Lang Feng to have a sword fight with others, but it was rare for him to be among the crowd. At this time, he saw Lang Feng here.

, everyone gathered around

Lang Feng took down Benzhu and said, "Is this the sword Brother Wu is talking about?"

Wu Caoyun and his disciples thought to themselves: "How could Lang Feng be so lucky to send Tianmang to Bingyue, and how could he have such a sword with immortal energy?"

Wu Caoyun said: "Exactly, this sword is so immortal, it must be an extraordinary item."

Lang Feng smiled softly and said: "This sword is called Bend Bamboo."

"Bent Bamboo!" Everyone said in unison. Bending Bamboo's reputation is not small among Tianmen, not because it is an immortal sword, but because Bending Bamboo is an ordinary bamboo sword. Lang Fengshe doesn't use Tianmang, but uses Bending Bamboo.

, it became a strange story in Tianmen

When Lang Feng looked at the bent bamboo, he saw two lights surrounding it. He really couldn't recognize its original appearance. With a little luck, the light disappeared and he saw that it was an ordinary bamboo sword.

Everyone looked at the bent bamboo in surprise, and one person said: "It is indeed a bent bamboo. I didn't expect that a bamboo sword can emit such light."

One disciple pulled out his sword with a "swish" and said: "My Qingfeng sword can also emit sword light."

Wu Caoyun said: "If you hold this sword in Senior Brother Feng's hand, it will be able to emit sword light, but in your hand, it will take several years."

The disciple was dubious and hurriedly handed the sword to Lang Feng and said: "Senior brother Lang Feng, let us open our eyes." Lang Feng found it interesting and reached out to take it. He saw that the green-edged sword immediately changed its appearance, red and purple.

Light exchange, shining brightly

The disciple was overjoyed and immediately grabbed it. When he took it, the Qingfeng Sword returned to its original appearance. However, the disciple didn't care. He stroked the sword lovingly and said, "It turns out that my sword can also emit such a brilliant sword light."
Chapter completed!