A sound of gasping air conditioning sounded.

At this time, the music of the piano in the courtyard suddenly stopped.

"Does it hurt?"

The voice of a man inside sounded, not only pleasant but also very soft.

At this moment, it fell into the ears of the bystanders around him, and they all felt that the man inside was just concerned about the injury of the long-legged woman. However, when the woman heard this, her face suddenly became sluggish, she took a step back, raised her hand, seemed to have felt it carefully, and then turned around and replied seriously to the yard, "It doesn't hurt."

The applause rang again.

But with this applause, a handsome man in a green shirt walked out of the courtyard.

"You have a strong murderous intent. You must have arrived here after a fierce battle elsewhere. And this fierce battle lasted for too long, and your mood was in a while and you couldn't get rid of it."

The man was tall, handsome, and his words were pleasant and pleasant. For a moment, even Lin Zhuojiu and Yan Xinlan couldn't help but listen carefully to him.

"But you draw the sword, but the sword intention is clear, and there is no trace of miscellaneous intention. With your realm, it is indeed understandable to pick such a flag on your back. But I have two questions. Are you from the Bashan Sword Field, or are you an outsider like me? Also, the murderous intent in your heart is strong and you can't take off, but the sword is so clear, how can you do it?"

This handsome man is naturally the first young practitioners in the Chu realm, Ling Si, the rumored man. Before he appeared, everyone thought he was very pretentious and acted exaggerated, but at this time he spoke calmly and humble, which made people feel better.

"I am a disciple of Bashan Sword Field." Lin Zhuojiu took the sword and said slowly, "As for the sword intent problem you mentioned... If a bowl of hot noodle soup can't solve the peace of mind when drawing the sword, it will be two bowls of hot noodle soup."

Young Master Ling Si was stunned.

His beautiful brows frowned slightly, thought for a moment, then nodded quietly, and said, "Indeed, the longer a person fights in the bloody killing field, the more exhausted he is, and the more hungry and cold he is, the more he misses a bowl of hot noodle soup he is used to. What else can make people feel more at ease than a bowl of hot noodle soup he likes."

"What kind of battle have you experienced?" Mr. Ling Si couldn't help looking at Lin Zhuojiu's eyes and said slowly, "Even a person like you cannot be relieved for a while. You need to find a moment of peace in your heart like this?"

Lin Zhuojiu smiled slightly and said, "I don't like chatting with people while everyone is watching, and this is the third problem."

Mr. Ling Si smiled slightly, but in the next moment, his eyes became sharp, "But there is a question, I think you have to give an explanation in front of these people. Are you the test given to us by Bashan Sword Field?"

"I don't know if it counts." Lin Zhuojiu thought seriously and said, "We don't know how Uncle Gu chooses apprentices and how standards are. It's just that Uncle Master asked me to practice like this. I think they will watch what happens here. As for which pot of vegetables they like, that's their business."

Mr. Ling Si didn't like Lin Zhuojiu's example of comparing these people to a pot of dishes that people could choose. He pursed his lips and thought, "Will Gu Liren choose from you?"

"It is not ruled out, it should be treated equally." Lin Zhuojiu replied seriously, "As far as I know, our disciples who were in the Bashan Sword Field before were all walking outside, and they only learned the sword scriptures in the sect and did not become disciples. Moreover, my uncle told me to come back in a hurry, so he should also let Uncle Gu take a look."

Young Master Ling Si was even more displeased. He raised his head and looked at the mountain not far away, where the gate of Bashan Sword Field was located.

At this time, the mountain gate was hidden in the jungle and darkness, and there was no sign of it.

He couldn't help but think that Gu Liren was really so high that even the masters in the world could not imagine it?

"please."

But in the next second, he calmed down and whispered to Lin Zhuojiu.

A sharp breath came out of his body, as if he wanted to split his clothes from the heaven and earth in front of him.

"Junior brother, are you kidding me?"

In the wooden building covered with green leaves, Yu Zuochi looked at Gu Liren sitting opposite him, looking speechless.

If it weren't for Gu Liren, he might have really slashed over with one sword.

"I'm not kidding, of course."

Gu Liren looked innocent, "I worked so hard and took such a short time to hurry back from such a distance to tell you this, how could I be kidding?"

"I went to the Jinghu Sword Club for a lot of hardships to tell the world that you were going to accept disciples. Now, all the young people with great talent have come, not saying that they have all come. At least four or five of them have come out of ten. Even Mr. Ling Si has come. Brother Qi doesn't say anything, but he has rushed back from Yunmeng Mountain, just to let you take a look. Now you will tell me directly that you have taken the disciples away. Are you sure you are not kidding?"

Gu Liren was helpless and sighed, saying, "It's not a joke, it's really just an accident."

"Where are people now?"

Yu Zuochi couldn't help but sigh. In this situation, the disciples he found by his willful junior brother were really as convinced as Lin Zhuojiu. Those young practitioners who came from thousands of miles would probably have nothing to say.

"It should be in the Qiyun Cave area now."

"I……"

Yu Zuochi listened to Gu Liren's answer, took a deep breath before resisting the urge to draw the sword, "I don't know if Senior Brother Qi will draw the sword to cut you, but you remember to explain this to the person who came. I don't want people in Bashan Sword Field to go out in the future, like a mouse crossing the street, everyone shouted and beat him."

Gu Liren actually thought about it seriously and said with some doubts: "Do they dare to fight?"

Yu Zuochi looked at him angrily and amusedly, and said, "Do you have to know who beats you?"

"Something makes sense."

Gu Liren nodded and said, "I'll sleep for a while."

Yu Zuochi glanced at him helplessly.

"I'm really tired, and you said I'd like to explain to these people." Gu Liren's expression was very sincere. "If you haven't seen me for a long time, you would like to stay for a while, or you would sleep in my room for a while."

"You sleep well yourself, I'll have a headache when I look at you now." Yu Zuochi stood up and suddenly thought of a crucial question when he turned around, "What's your name for your disciple? What did you ask him to do in Qiyun Cave? Senior Brother Qi asked Lin Zhuojiu to go to Yunmeng Mountain to kill horse thieves. If I remember well, it seems that there is no horse thieves there."

"There are some clues in the sword sect of the You Dynasty in the past. I asked him to take a look. His name is Wang Jingmeng."

Gu Liren had closed his eyes, but when he heard this sentence, even if he was a practitioner like Yu Zuochi who had a clear sword heart and few real waves in his heart suddenly widened his eyes and breathed suddenly.

“Sometimes it’s really hard for me to understand.”

Yu Zuochi spent several breaths to calm down his mood. A bitter smile appeared on his lips. Looking at Gu Liren on the bed, he felt that he was becoming increasingly unable to understand. "You are obviously a sword fool, and you rarely care about other people's world, and you are too lazy to ask for information from others, but where did you come from so much news? The sword-cangguang of the You Dynasty is the group of Qi people in Chaotian Realm that have been searching for for a hundred years. What can you find in just half a year of coming out of the mountain?"

"I'm more sensitive to everything about the sword."

Gu Liren whispered: "Sword intent, sword marks, including everything related to swords."

Yu Zuochi turned around and walked out of the door.

He already understands it.

And he had nothing to say about such a natural monster.

As early as when he started practicing with Gu Liren, he actually understood that Gu Liren was such a monster, but many times he was still limited to common sense and ignored such facts.

...

The Bashan Sword Field is particularly quiet.

It was so quiet that even the sound of swords in that small town could be vaguely heard.

Many, many years have not been outsiders to the Bashan Sword Field, so those practitioners who come from afar now don’t know what the Bashan Sword Field looks like.

In fact, the sword masters gathered in Bashan Sword Field for a hundred years, not to mention that some practitioners who escaped the world lived here for a long time to meditate.

In addition to being pure, it is often because the scenery is extremely beautiful or magnificent.

There are both in Bashan Sword Field.

The reason why it is called the field is because the Bashan Sword Field was originally a mine.

It produced excellent cold iron hundreds of years ago. When its production was at its peak, local clans built blast furnaces directly in this mine, refined them and then transported them out to save cars and horses.

After a hundred years, this mine was dug into a huge pit, but the veins were cut off. After the manpower was withdrawn, the blast furnace was completely abandoned.

In another hundred years, dense trees filled the huge pit, and the blast furnaces, some grottoes, and some houses left by their predecessors were left behind, scattered in it.

After experiencing the repair and carving of practitioners who lived here in seclusion, time gave the perfect answer.

At this time, the Bashan Sword Field was quiet and beautiful, and many giant trees were blooming in sequence.
Chapter completed!