Xue Mei knew very well about her current situation. It was a huge blueprint that already had all the conditions and had a scale. The only difference now was that she had entered the realm of Sword Master.
Although you have a master as your backer, you don’t have to worry about a strong man who surpasses you to challenge him, but I just want to become a swordsman at the age of 23 and create my own foundation in one fell swoop.
This move will be circulated a hundred years later and may even be recorded in history.
What I, Xue Mei, have to do, is to completely occupy the entire page of the entire Sword Qi Continent's historical information. It may only be one or two pages now, but in the future, I must occupy the entire book.
Xue Mei's cold and calm posture made countless people stunned again. When she watched her walk into the building, everyone was excited.
"When will I walk in?" they were all thinking.
As soon as Xue Mei walked into the first floor of the building, she ushered in a burst of hearty laughter: "Hahaha... I've been separated for a year, right?"
Xue Mei seemed a little surprised. She looked over with her beautiful eyes. In her eyes, she was not very burly, but had an alternative and strong body. You can even imagine how well his muscles were under her clothes.
The man was 1.90 meters tall, his cheeks were cold, his lines were as if they were cut by a knife, and his pair of sword eyebrows flew up and inserted into his temples, like a giant dragon as he was flying. The domineering aura between his eyebrows could not be concealed at all, even though he wanted to look more friendly, he kept covering it up.
And there was only this man in the whole room.
Xue Mei smiled indifferently, even more indifferent than the ones outside, but she was like spring flowers blooming, making the turquoise shine.
Her red lips opened lightly, and her voice was also faint, and she said, "What kind of virtue is that my younger sister? I have been able to come here in person, which makes my younger sister's humble house shine brightly."
"Hahaha..." The eldest prince laughed proudly, "What are you talking about? I came here today because I heard that someone was coming to challenge you. He broke through layers of obstacles along the way and has arrived at the foot of the Holy Sword Mountain, so I'm here to join in the fun, wanting to see who is, and the little sister Xuemei who dares to challenge me."
As the eldest prince said, his upper body had already tilted towards Xue Mei's side, but she had not moved at all, like a frozen mountain, which made the eldest prince stop his movements at the right time. There was a hint of awe in his eyes, but it even more aroused his desire to win this woman's heart.
"Little sister, I'm here today to bring you a sword. It was made by Master Fulin, the imperial sword-making master, and it was forged ninety-three times."
When Xue Mei heard the words of the eldest prince, she suddenly jumped. Even she could not continue to calm down. After taking the sword with courtesy, her beautiful eyes instantly shone brightly!
Ninety-three forging! You can definitely deserve the reputation of a peerless sword!
"Long Yuan?" Xue Mei looked at the name on the sword, her beautiful fingers couldn't help but gently brushed her. She gently pulled out the sword, and the complex patterns on it looked like beautiful legends, which made her lose her mind.
"Only the name of this sword is spoken by the little sister, it can reflect its value. Beauty and sword are the perfect match!"
The eldest prince kept admiring, and then shook his head helplessly, saying, "It's a pity that when this sword was cast, Master Fulin had already devoted all his efforts. It was only a little short of being able to generate a spiritual surname, making the sword body spiral. What a pity!" The eldest prince said a little dissatisfied.
Xue Mei smiled and said, "My sister is grateful for the friendship of the eldest prince. Such a precious sword, what kind of virtue is the younger sister? I really can't bear this sword..."
"What is this saying that my little sister said? I gave you a sword because of my affection. It has absolutely no purpose." The eldest prince frowned and looked quite serious. Then he said helplessly: "I told you last time we met, don't call me the eldest prince, call me Tianyou, or call me Mu Tianyou. Only you can call this name."
Xue Mei's coldness seemed to melt a little, and the coldness in her tone was slightly relieved, and she said, "Godyou, I..."
"Senior sister, Master, send me to treat you."
Outside the building, Wu Tian's voice sounded, which made the eldest prince feel quite unhappy. His sword eyebrows couldn't help but tremble. It was obvious that he had already touched the bottom line, but he insisted on it and did not occur. After all, Zhong Nantian from Holy Sword Mountain had a considerable friendship with his father. If he offended him, it would be equivalent to pushing him to the side of the sword hall.
"Master is like a father. Go quickly, sister, don't let him wait for a long time." Mu Tianyou said gentlely.
"Then you go to the top floor to wait for me to come back." Xue Mei nodded, then waved her hand and four maids with a good appearance walked in.
Mu Tianyou looked at Xue Mei's back silently and turned a blind eye to these maids. Although they were also very beautiful, compared with Xue Mei, they were just vulgar fans!
"Xuemei is cold, as cold as the thousand-year-old ice, but I can feel that there is a hint of warmth in front of me. She is only like this when she is in front of me! I just want Xuemei!"
Mu Tianyou clenched his fists in an instant, and a sure-lost aura bloomed out, scaring the four maids beside him to the point of being so shameless. These originally shy appearances were very pity, even he felt this way in the past, but in his opinion now, these women are so ugly and artificial, and they are simply imitating them.
At this moment, Xue Mei carried the sword and walked to another mountain. This was the highest place of the entire Holy Sword Mountain and the best place for her master Zhong Nantian.
However, the buildings today are more majestic and decorated with magnificent magnificent styles, which are no different from the imperial court today.
This is my masterpiece.
Xue Mei smiled with satisfaction. He obviously wouldn't want the money he received from Lu Ming to his master, but after modifying the building, his intentions were very different. This was something that the other three great swordsmanship could not do.
Thinking of the shocked expressions of the three senior brothers at the time of completion, Xue Mei still wants to sneer a few times: "You will never understand my heart."
The door opens automatically, making only a slight sound, showing the excellence of building materials.
"Pupil, come in."
The voice is not old, but it is a hint of loneliness. It is the cold mentality that only a truly strong person will have.
Xue Mei stepped in, and her temperament arose in her steps, but she had a touch of obedience. In the middle of the hall, there was a huge cloud pattern with complex auspicious cloud patterns carved from precious wood. A white-haired old man sat upright on it, but his face showed that others were middle-aged.
How old is the master? Xue Mei thought about it, but she still couldn't find the answer. However, from the old men in her seventies and eighties on both sides, her old-fashioned uncle, her master is already over 70 years old.
"Disciple, I heard that there is a swordsman who is coming to my Holy Sword Mountain recently to challenge you?" The old man spoke majestic but calmly, and his every move showed the temperament that only a true master could possess.
"Yes, Master." Xue Mei replied respectfully.
"Yeah." The old man nodded and said, "You must win this battle."
"Master, don't worry, if you let ** challenge any swordsman, ** may hesitate, but for that Lu Ming, ** will definitely win." Xue Mei was very confident when she spoke, but she did not use the word "crawler". This could never be mentioned in front of her.
"Senior brother is too worried." An old man with a beard said with a smile: "I have seen Xue Mei as an older child since I was a child. When she does things, her senior brother just worry. That boy named Lu Ming is just a joke."
"Yes, senior brother, our Holy Sword Mountain has not allowed outsiders to see our power for a long time. Now a kid from a mere Five-Strike Master dares to challenge him. It's really irrelevant!"
"This time, let Xue Mei, the child, leave him a profound lesson, so that everyone in the world knows that our Holy Sword Mountain is not so easy to come up."
Several other old people also expressed their opinions, and they were full of confidence in Xuemei in their words, and their eyes were very comfortable when they looked at Xuemei. It was really the eyes of grandpa looking at his granddaughter.
"That's great." The old man waved his hand and Xue Mei bowed and withdrew.
After leaving the building gate, Xue Mei took a deep breath. Even if she is now, she cannot face the majesty of her master. She is a real master and is under pressure. However, every time she sees her master, Xue Mei will think of her future throne, but she is a little unfavorable to her master's age.
If I reached the Sword Saint, I should be around thirty years old. At that time, I was still beautiful, like a myth that made the world look up to.
Chapter 4
Walking on the top of the mountain, Xue Mei's heart was wandering in her heart that she wanted to break through the shackles and fly to the blue sky, and this feeling made her unable to express it in words.
She stood on the top of the mountain, and her cold and aloof eyes glanced left and right, and could see the endless peaks outside, and could also look down at the surrounding villages and towns. Her beautiful chin raised her slightly. Standing here, she could look down at most of Qingyuanzhou. If she rushed towards the blue sky and stood in the clouds, she could look down at the whole world!
Xue Mei spread her arms, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and graceful ** drew a thrilling arc. She enjoyed her face and savored the whole world she was about to get.
"The mind of my junior brother can really see the world."
A faint voice came from a distance, pulling Xue Mei's attention back. She didn't need to turn her head, just knowing that this was her seventh uncle, the youngest among the many uncles, but she was over fifty years old. She was just a real peak swordsman. She was only half a step away from entering the ranks of real strong men and the realm of Sword King. (To be continued.)