He drew out his sword and put it away. After only half a day, Liu Banbi recalled the flying sword and held the cicada, sat down, sweating profusely and said with a hearty smile: "It was a great fight!"
Ji Baili also retracted his flying sword, came to the side of the academy swordsman, and said with a smile: "Luckily, I won half a move, but you are much younger than me. In a few years, I will no longer be your opponent.
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Liu Banbi came all the way to the Sword Sect to inquire about the sword. In the end, he won one and lost one, which was actually quite good. What’s more, he was really young and entered the realm of forgetfulness much later than the two in front of him. With this record, he has already
Not bad.
"The Sword Sect is worthy of being a Sword Sect. Liu Banbi is convinced of his defeat. It's just a pity that he couldn't see the sect master draw his sword."
Liu Banbi raised his head, full of respect for the sword sect in front of him surrounded by countless flying swords.
Ji Baili smiled and said: "Don't mention you, even we disciples of the Sword Sect have not seen the sect master use his sword for many years. Maybe there are only two or three people in this world who are qualified to let the sect master use his sword once."
Liu Banbi guessed: "That temple master, and the old monk from Bailu Temple?"
Ji Baili said softly: "Now we have to add one more, your Majesty the Emperor."
Liu Banbi nodded and said: "When I returned to the south, I saw your Majesty take action with my own eyes."
Ji Baili asked curiously: "How?"
Liu Banbi raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Swordsmen like us, your Majesty, can fight ten of us with one hand."
Hearing this, Ji Baili was startled, then smiled and said, "You said I didn't believe this before, but now you say I don't."
Liu Banbi stood up, patted his butt, and said with a smile: "After asking about the sword, I will return to the north. If I am lucky enough to survive, I will go south next time and ask about the sword again. I hope to see the sect master draw the sword one day."
"Then you have to come more often and spend more years."
This is truly honest.
Liu Banbi didn't think it was anything. The Sword Sect had hidden dragons and crouching tigers. There were more than one or two sword immortals. What kind of realm the Sword Sect leader was, he could actually tell the whole story with just a glimpse of it. He didn't need to guess.
Ji Baili also nodded and said: "If it weren't for the Jianzong's rules not to allow outsiders to go up the mountain, in fact, just relying on Liu Jianxian to kill demons for the human race in the north, he should be invited into the mountain to have a drink and have a good time."
What Ji Baili said actually aroused Liu Banbi's curiosity, and he asked with a smile: "Has anyone climbed the mountain since the Sword Sect was founded?"
Ji Baili shook his head and said: "I have never seen him before, but I don't know how many years ago, there was a sect master who surpassed that generation. After climbing the mountain, he stayed at the top of the mountain for half a day."
"Is he a swordsman?"
Liu Banbi clicked his tongue. The Sword Sect masters of all dynasties were known as the strongest sword immortals in the world. This was also recognized by many sword cultivators in the world. If a sword cultivator really surpassed the Sword Sect masters and ascended to the Sword Sect, it would definitely be a big deal.
Already.
Ji Baili shook his head and said: "It's not a sword cultivator, that person used a sword, but his identity is a mystery. This matter is also a top secret in the Sword Sect. Only the previous sect masters know the identity of that person."
Liu Banbi joked: "Now that you have told me this matter, are you not afraid that I will go out and publicize it?"
Ji Baili smiled and said nothing. If he was worried, he would not speak. Besides, except for the identity of the person, the rest of this matter is not a secret.
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Liu Banbi sighed with emotion: "I am not a swordsman, but I went up the mountain to pick the strongest swordsman in the world. This thing makes me feel aggrieved."
This kind of thing is different from the sword competition between sword cultivators. In the sword competition between sword cultivators, no matter who wins, the sword cultivator will ultimately defeat the sword cultivator. But if other cultivators defeat the strongest sword cultivator, then it will be terrible.
No other swordsman can regain his place.
In other words, all swordsmen in the world must bow their heads in front of that person.
Even though he was not a sword cultivator from the Sword Sect, Liu Banbi still felt uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart.
Ji Baili smiled and said: "There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. You can't stop this kind of thing, so don't care too much. Even if you do, just continue to work hard to practice swordsmanship to regain your face. It's useless to think about other things."
"That's the truth."
Liu Banbi suddenly remembered something and said: "There is a child in the village at the foot of the mountain who is very suitable for sword training. If you are interested in taking a disciple, go and have a look?"
Ji Baili thought for a while, then quickly nodded and said, "When you mention it like this, I really want to accept a disciple."
Liu Banbi rubbed his cheek and said helplessly: "If I hadn't gone to the north to kill demons and had no time to teach my disciples, I wouldn't have told you."
Ji Baili laughed loudly.
Afterwards, the two came to the village and appeared at the man's house again. It was getting late and it was already dusk.
Smoke was rising from the kitchen, and a fire had been started to cook dinner.
"Brother, I'm here again."
Liu Banbi was familiar with the road and walked outside carrying a bench.
The man was startled, and then he saw Ji Baili beside Liu Banbi. He was a little surprised, but more shocked.
Back and forth, Liu Banbi entered the back mountain alone before, but now two people returned. It is self-evident who the other one is.
Liu Banbi came to the man's side and whispered a few words. The man was so excited that he immediately called his little boy. The boy was still so timid and looked at Liu Banbi and Ji Baili.
Ji Baili stood there, and a flying sword fell in front of the child for no reason.
This scene left the man speechless in shock.
Ji Baili smiled and said, "Can it be pulled out?"
The child looked at the flying sword in a daze, walked forward uncontrollably, and then stretched out his hand to hold the flying sword. The flying sword was alive and trembling softly.
Then without waiting for the child to exert any force, he floated directly up.
Ji Baili's eyes were a little surprised, but more importantly, they were happy.
Liu Banbi watched this scene, patted the man on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Brother, you are lucky."
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After all, Chen Chao left Gushan County before the new guard arrived and went to Jianqi Mountain alone. Now the news of his leaving the divine capital has begun to spread in the world. It won't be long before someone will know that he has been there.
After staying in Gushan County, it was only a matter of time before his traces were found due to his publicity in doing things. But since he had done the thing of going to Qingshui Mountain before, even if his traces were discovered later, Chen Chao would not take it seriously.
Again, as long as the other person is not a monk who forgets his worries, he will dare to touch him.
As for if the other party was really shameless and sent Monk Wangyou to cause trouble for one of his juniors, Chen Chao could only run away after meeting him.
Thinking about all these, Chen Chao got closer and closer to Jianqi Mountain, and then he could see with the naked eye that there were more sword-making shops along the way. He even counted them with interest when passing by a town.
There are actually no less than twenty sword-making shops here.
This actually surprised Chen Chao. Although he had thought that there would be more and more sword-making shops in the future, he never expected that there would be so many.
After that, he stepped into a sword-making shop on the edge of the town. The stall owner was an old man with white hair and beard. Although he looked older, his tendons were stronger than many middle-aged men. Seeing Chen Chao walking into the shop, he didn't hesitate.
While talking to him, he just swung the hammer and hit the sword embryo in front of him. Sparks flew everywhere, but the old blacksmith didn't take it seriously at all.
Chen Chao looked around the shop and found less than ten flying swords, all of which were mounted in scabbards made of fish skin.
"have a look?"
Chen Chao tentatively spoke, but the old blacksmith ignored him and just focused on the sword embryo in front of him.
Chen Chao then stretched out his hand to take down a flying sword on the wall, and pulled it out gently. The sword was bright and cold.
With this skill alone, the old blacksmith in front of him should be the first among the sword-making shops in the town. But for some reason, his sword-making shop seems to have few customers. There are monks constantly coming in and out of the town, but
But no one wants to come and see this shop.
Chen Chao was not a swordsman and did not do much research on flying swords, so he just took a quick look at it. After taking a few glances and pulling out a few swords, he knew that the sharpness was sharp, but he could not tell whether it was good or bad.
Whether a flying sword is of high quality, apart from the toughness of the sword body, the most important thing is how much sword cultivation energy it carries and whether it has spirituality. The former determines the quality of the flying sword, while the latter is more mysterious and depends on whether it is consistent with the sword.
If the sword cultivator himself can achieve the so-called connection, if both points are good, this must be a good flying sword, worthy of the flying sword owner's careful care and maintenance. Then the flying sword will improve with the improvement of the sword cultivator's own realm, and it may be possible.
Become one of the famous swords.
Without the latter, no matter how good the former is, it is nothing more than a very good flying sword for the sword cultivator, but it cannot achieve a mental connection with the sword cultivator, so naturally it cannot be used by the sword cultivator to repair his life sword.
Such a flying sword is destined not to be famous all over the world.
"A martial artist, why do you want to see flying swords? Dogs and mice are meddling in other people's business!"
After the old blacksmith quenched the sword embryo, he simply sat down by the stove, picked up a pot of strong liquor and poured it into his mouth.
Even a warrior like Chen Chao could feel the heat in this shop, but the old blacksmith seemed unmoved and enjoyed it.
Chen Chao narrowed his eyes and smiled, this was like meeting an expert.
"No wonder there aren't many customers in the old master's shop. No one can tolerate the old master's mouth."
Chen Chao smiled and spoke, not angry at all.
"Huh, a bunch of casual cultivators, they really think they are sword cultivators with a broken sword. They still want to find a good sword with just this, are they worthy?"
The old blacksmith showed no mercy, probably scolding all the casual cultivators in the world.
Chen Chao was neither a casual cultivator nor a sword cultivator, so he didn't think it was a big deal. He just sat down and said with a smile, "Are you asking for a drink from the master?"
The old blacksmith didn't talk nonsense, threw out the wine bottle in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said: "If you can drink it, you can have something to talk about."
Chen Chao raised his head and took a big sip, then wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "This wine is really strong."
But the next moment, his face became a little ugly. It turned out that after the strong wine entered his throat, it became hotter and hotter, swimming around in his body. Along with it, his body seemed to be hot. In just a moment, his face turned red from holding it in.
However, Chen Chao quickly came to his senses and began to circulate the white mist in his body. After circulating for a week, he exhaled a breath of hot breath and discovered that there were some hidden diseases in his body. After being rolled over by that drink of wine, they all improved.
Quite a bit, this time, my whole body felt warm and comfortable.
The old blacksmith clicked his tongue and said, "Didn't you realize that you have a pretty solid foundation? Are you a well-known martial artist from Daliang?"
Chen Chao just said gratefully: "Thank you, senior, for the medicinal wine."
The old blacksmith waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "It's just a sip of wine, what's the thank you for?"
Chen Chao did not hesitate to pull a bench and sit down on it, and asked with a smile: "The old man is probably a swordsmith who came down from Jianqi Mountain, right?"
The old blacksmith didn't want to answer this question. He just picked up the flask and took another big gulp of wine. Then he stared at Chen Chao and said after a while: "The qi flow in your body is not bad, and your body is better. You spent a lot of time to fight it."
To keep fit?"
Chen Chao smiled and said: "It's not worth mentioning."
The old blacksmith sneered: "You are a different kind of warrior. Why do you like these twists and turns?"
Chen Chao asked: "It's not that the swordsmiths in Jianqi Mountain all make swords but don't practice swords. Why do you think the seniors are so advanced?"
"There are exceptions to everything. If no one practices swordsmanship on that mountain, will they really have to rely on those heartless swordsmen?"
The old blacksmith was talking to himself, but he seemed a little dissatisfied when he mentioned the so-called sword cultivators.
Chen Chao said: "Did the old man admit that he came from Jianqi Mountain?"
"You kid, are you trying to trick me? Are you afraid that I will kill you with one sword?"
The old blacksmith narrowed his eyes, but there was no murderous intention in his eyes.
Chen Chao shook his head and said: "The old man is so kind, how could he do such a thing?"
The old blacksmith snorted coldly, "Slick boy."
Chen Chao was silent for a moment and suddenly said: "Since we meet each other by chance, can the seniors try to do a favor for the juniors?"
The old blacksmith frowned and said, "I only know how to make swords. What can I help you with?"
Chen Chao didn't say much and directly pulled out the broken knife from his waist. It was self-evident what the matter was.
The old blacksmith originally just glanced at Chen Chao's broken knife, but unexpectedly he could no longer look away. He stretched out his hand, and Chen Chao threw the broken knife over generously. After the old blacksmith took it, he brushed his fingers on the broken knife.
Passed it, then flicked it, and a clear chirping sound of cicadas instantly sounded in the shop.
Then the old blacksmith nodded sincerely and praised: "What a great knife."
Then he asked again: "Who has the ability to cut off such a good sword?"
