The Taihu Sword Club, led by the royal family of the Zhao Kingdom and jointly with several major spiritual sword families in the Zhao Kingdom, is held every ten years. On the fourth day of April, all high-level spiritual sword masters in the world are invited to discuss swordsmanship on the island in the middle of Taihu Lake in Yunzhou.
At the sword meeting, the ten strongest spirit sword masters in the Zhao Kingdom will be selected and awarded the titles of the top ten spirit sword masters. Therefore, whenever a grand meeting is held, the spirit sword masters and even swordsmen from the entire Zhao Kingdom will hear the news and swarm towards Taihu Lake. Some
Some of those who want to compete for the top ten spiritual sword masters just want to watch and watch the excitement, but most of them hope to stand out at such a grand event and make their own names. Therefore, the sword meeting is also the Zhao Guo Spirit Sword Ranking and the Famous Sword Ranking.
This is the time when many lists such as the Green Sword List undergo the most drastic changes.
How many spirit sword masters are there in the entire Zhao Kingdom? No one has counted them, but every time before the sword meeting is held, the restaurants and inns in the cities along the Taihu Lake are all full, and some spirit sword masters and swordsmen who come to the meeting are even directly there.
Set up tents and stay overnight by the lake. This is also the most chaotic time for many ferry crossings in Taihu Lake.
"Asshole! Open your dog eyes and see, I am the owner of Hujiazhuang in Leizhou! How dare you not let me board the ship!?" A fourth-level spirit sword master with a stern face was furious at the person in charge of the ferry in front of him,
Spit stars were flying all over the sky.
The steward looked bored and covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves: "I'm sorry, if you don't have an invitation letter, you are not eligible to board the ship. Get out quickly and don't delay other guests from boarding."
"What bullshit invitation letter? Ask me about the name of the owner of Hujiazhuang in Leizhou. Who doesn't know me?"
The steward had lost his patience and waved directly to the vigilant swordsmen around him. Several swordsmen with royal logos walked out. Surprisingly, the aura of each of them was no weaker than that of a fourth-level spiritual swordsman!
Soon, a burst of exclamations sounded over the ferry, and the owner of Hujiazhuang and more than a dozen of his men were all thrown into Taihu Lake.
After taking a look at the dozens of figures splashing in the lake, the steward took a sip and said, "I don't want to take a pee and take a photo, but the little fourth-level spirit sword master also wants to participate in the Taihu Sword Club? Next one!"
A young spirit sword master stepped forward and handed over a gold-gilded red sticker with a rather indifferent expression.
The steward took it and took a look. A smile immediately appeared on his face, and he said enthusiastically: "It turns out that the Liu family of Yunzhou has arrived! Please, please come on board!"
A team of more than a dozen people walked out of the crowd. The leader was about forty or fifty years old. Although he was almost old, he had a handsome face. You can imagine that he must have been a handsome man when he was young. There were twelve spirit sword masters beside him.
All the auras are deep, none of them are lower than the fifth level!
"Master Liu, you still look the same after ten years." The steward greeted him warmly.
Liu Qinglin smiled faintly, returned the greeting, ignored him, and boarded the ferry boat.
The steward didn't take it seriously, stopped smiling, and continued to check the next guest's post.
On a slope several hundred feet away, a bearded swordsman complained: "Brother, it seems that we are here in vain this time. Let me just say, how can it be so easy to participate in a swordsman's sword guild? In vain?"
After wasting so much money, I think it’s better to go back and check out the room quickly so that I can save some money.”
A handsome swordsman beside him smiled faintly: "Third brother, why are you so impatient? Since you are here, just wait a little longer, there will always be a chance."
The bearded man looked unconcerned: "What chance? Are you still counting on these slaves to let you go?"
The handsome swordsman shook his head slightly and smiled but did not answer.
The tall and thin swordsman on the other side said: "This is just an official ship specially arranged by the government at the ferry to receive guests with invitations. There are no restrictions on other people who want to go to the island. The premise is that they have to find their own way."
The bearded man's eyes widened, and he was very surprised: "Is it illegal immigration?"
The handsome swordsman glanced at him with a look that said, "You're not stupid yet." He turned around and walked down the slope: "Let's go, come back in the evening."
On the same slope not far away, Mo Wen looked at the Yunzhou Liu family and his party who had just boarded the boat. He didn't look back until the boat was full and sailed into the middle of the lake, with a strong bitterness on his lips.
: "Second uncle..."
On the deck of the building, Liu Qinglin, the current head of the Liu family in Yunzhou, seemed to be aware of something. He looked somewhere on the shore, but only saw the wrong silhouettes of people.
"What's wrong? Father?" Beside him, a young spirit swordsman in his mid-twenties noticed something unusual about his father.
Liu Qinglin frowned slightly and shook his head: "It's okay, I seem to have seen a familiar person, and now he's gone."
"Did father see it wrong?"
Liu Qinglin nodded: "Probably, let's go back to the cabin first. It's still an hour or two by water from the island in the middle of the lake."
Mo Wen walked down the slope towards Taibin City, which was not far from the ferry. He was a little distracted. The Liu Family of Yunzhou had already arrived, Jiangzhou Zhujian Villa and Leizhou Leiyunjian Hall were about to arrive as well. I wonder if his father would come.
Will Qingqing come to lead the team?
Suddenly, Mo Wen felt a sense of timidity in his heart. Is it right for him to come back? Prove to his father how strong he is now and how good his life is? How will he face the people of the Mu family of Leiyun sword hall?
In the hearts of many family members, he is probably already dead. Thinking of this, Mo Wen's mouth became even more bitter. He was still not ready to go back. Anyway, he would wait until after this sword meeting to make plans. If both his father and Qing Qing were able to live well,
Very good, no need to bother, just let yourself disappear completely.
Temporarily removing the big stone in his heart, his legs relaxed. He looked up at the city gate and suddenly saw three familiar figures walking into the city gate. Mo Wen was shocked and chased after them with some surprise.
After chasing into the city, he saw the three figures walking into an inn. Mo Wen breathed a sigh of relief and walked over with a slight smile. As soon as he walked to the door of the inn, he heard a familiar loud voice coming from inside, but at this time the sound was full of
Angry.
"Our room has not expired yet, why do we need to check out?"
Then a slightly pleading voice said: "Sir, please lower your voice. Can't I refund you all the rent for the past few days?"
"No! All guest rooms in the city are full now. If you ask us to check out, where will we stay?"
Mo Wen walked to the door of the inn and looked inside. He saw the three Lin Yi brothers standing in front of the lobby counter. The innkeeper was bowing and pleading to Hu Shan who was full of anger.
"Sir, just do your best, I beg you!" The shopkeeper looked mournful and almost knelt down.
Upon seeing this, Hu Shan's expression finally relaxed, and he turned to look at his two brothers with some uncertainty.
Lin Yi sighed: "Forget it, shopkeeper, you pay the bill and we go back to the room to pack our things."
The shopkeeper was overjoyed and quickly held a piece of silver in front of Lin Yi: "Thank you for your understanding. This is all your deposit. It will be fully refunded to you."
Lin Yi hesitated for a moment and took the money. Hu Shan turned away angrily, out of sight and out of mind.
"I'm going to get my luggage." Yan Ming was much calmer. He said to Lin Yi and went to the second floor of the inn.
"No need, you rags have just soiled such a nice room." A haughty voice came down the stairs on the second floor.
A young spirit swordsman with an arrogant face stood on the stairs, carrying three packages with his spirit sword. He looked as carefully as if he was actually carrying three pieces of dirty garbage.
"Three little swordsmen also come to participate in the sword competition? They are not overestimating their abilities." The young spirit swordsman sneered and swung the three packages hard, and the three packages fell into the lobby.
Yan Ming's expression changed, and he stretched out his hand to grab one, but the other two fell to the ground because they were too far away. They were rolled out far away, and some of the soft clothes inside were scattered on the floor.
The faces of Lin Yi and the others immediately became very ugly. Hu Shan's eyes widened angrily, and he was about to rush forward with his big sword, but Lin Yi grabbed his arm from behind and held him in place.
Hu Shan struggled twice and couldn't get away, so he shouted: "Brother, don't pull me, let me chop this bastard!"
Lin Yi and Yan Ming's expressions changed at the same time. They wanted to stop the third brother's reckless words, but it was obviously too late. The young swordsman's face was immediately replaced by ferocious anger, and he pulled out his spiritual sword with a loud sound: "You
How dare this untouchable scold me?"
"Master Shaowu, please calm down! Master Shaowu, please calm down! These three foreigners are not sensible, so don't behave like them." Seeing this, the shopkeeper hurriedly stopped at the stairs and bowed to the young man repeatedly.
The young spirit sword master hurried downstairs and pushed the shopkeeper staggeringly: "Get out of here! If you piss me off, I'll kill you too!"
The shopkeeper did not give up. He rolled around and hugged the young spirit sword master's legs from behind, shouting: "Master Shaowu, the city master issued a strict order during the sword meeting, prohibiting fighting in the city! Even if you kill him, it will be fine.
, but there’s always trouble, right?”
The young spirit sword master seemed to be touched by something. He was stunned for a long time before he said bitterly: "If this Shaowu hadn't been here to entertain guests, and it was inconvenient to see blood, I would have cut off the heads of these untouchables!"
He put the spirit sword back into its scabbard, raised his chin and said to Hu Shan with a look of contempt: "Slap your own mouth a hundred times, and then crawl out from here!"
Hu Shan was dragged by Lin Yi, his eyes almost bursting with fire. He stared at the young spirit sword master fiercely, wishing he could smash his head to pieces with his big sword. Yan Ming's hand holding the long sword tightened slightly.
Turning white, his right hand slowly moved towards the hilt of the sword.
"I didn't like your eyes, so I dug them up and threw them into Taihu Lake." The young spirit sword master continued casually, as if he was not worried about the other party's disapproval.
The shopkeeper had already climbed up from the ground and came to Lin Yi's side and whispered anxiously: "Hurry up and obey him. He is the young dock owner of Taihu Yulongwu. If you don't satisfy him, you can't leave Taihu alive!"
Lin Yi laughed at himself, let go of Hu Shan's hand, and said sarcastically: "Are you going to betray your brother just to live? I don't want to live like this."
The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and then said in an angry tone: "You're crazy, you're crazy! If you go against him, the consequences of falling into his hands will be more terrible than death!"
Lin Yi looked indifferent: "The master of Shaowu of Taihu Yulongwu likes to cut wounds on his enemies and hang them in the water for fish and beasts to eat them. Then he dies in agony for seven days and seven nights. His infamy resounds throughout the cities along Taihu Lake. How could we not know this?
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"Hmph, since you have heard of my reputation, you know what to do, otherwise I wouldn't mind keeping you in the pool for seven days and seven nights!" The young spirit sword master's face was full of anger.dd