Chapter Fifty-second: The Wind and Cloud of the Sword Club I
Under the night, a stunning girl in pure white gauze stood quietly on the Moon-Wang Pavilion, with the night breeze blowing and her light clothes flying, like a banished immortal who wanted to take advantage of the wind.
A young man of about twenty years old slowly walked out of the shadows. He first glanced at the girl's back with a burning gaze, and then said: "Junior Sister Xiyun hasn't rested yet. Are you worried about tomorrow's Sword Club?"
The girl in white looked at the moon in the sky and did not answer. She seemed to have no intention of paying attention to this person at all.
The young man didn't take it seriously at all. He understood the temperament of this junior sister very well. Getting her to take the initiative to talk is harder than picking the moon from the sky. Although such an indifferent temperament loses a lot of interest, as long as she can become
My own two monks are enough.
"Junior sister, there is no need to worry. This time you and I are cooperating. This island in the middle of the lake has been laid with a trap. As long as the demon girl from the Sword Desire Sect dares to appear, she will be kept here. Once this girl dies, the Sword Desire Sect will be cut off.
Without the foundation of Zhulu, all the spiritual resources of Zhao State belong to you and me?"
The young man's words did not receive a response from the girl in white, and she was not embarrassed. She said haha: "Tomorrow is the day when the sword competition will start. Junior sister, I still have to go to bed early. I won't disturb you, brother."
After saying that, he stepped back and instantly disappeared into the darkness...
Tianjian Terrace is located on the top of the main peak of the island in the center of the lake. It is a hundred feet long and wide. It is made entirely of steel and rock. The sword discussion conference is held on it every ten years.
On this day, the Sword Viewing Pavilion around the Tianjian Platform was packed with seats. All major spiritual sword families gathered together, with more than a thousand people, all looking towards the eye-catching high platform.
On the peaks surrounding the main peak, low- and middle-level spirit sword masters and ordinary swordsmen who came to watch the excitement were all over the mountains and plains. It was conservatively estimated that there were tens of thousands of people! Mo Wen stood among them like an inconspicuous grain of sand.
Next to them, the three brothers Lin and Yi were watching the main peak with their "clairvoyance", and Hu Shan's face was full of excitement, which seemed to be even more exciting than him participating.
"It's coming! It's coming! It's starting!" Someone around shouted excitedly.
Mo Wen did not use his clairvoyance immediately. His special physique, coupled with the assistance of his sword energy, was enough to clearly see the scenery a thousand feet away. This place is two to three thousand feet away from the main peak of the Tianjian Platform, and Mo Wen's eyesight could withstand it.
I saw a man in his fifties dressed in bright yellow robes standing on the sword platform. As a native of Zhao, he was naturally familiar with the meaning of the bright yellow clothes.
"It's Zhongshan King Bai Lin. I didn't expect him to be the host of this sword competition." An older fourth-level spiritual sword master sighed.
The man in Minghuang Ping robe clasped his fists and bowed in a circle, and said loudly: "Dear comrades, I, Bai Lin, Prince of Zhennan, the twenty-third great-great-grandson of Taizu, would like to express my gratitude to you all on behalf of the royal family for traveling thousands of miles to attend this sword meeting.
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The voice was powerful and powerful, and it could be heard clearly by everyone present. He was an eighth-level spiritual sword master. Mo Wen could tell at a glance that this person was false, and he was a little surprised. He was worthy of being the royal family of the Zhao Kingdom.
Any prince who comes out will have an eighth level of cultivation.
Bai Lin paused for a moment and continued: "Eighteen years ago, since Tianchi, the most sacred place for spiritual sword masters in the world, announced the closure of the mountain, demonic ways have gradually become rampant, especially in the past ten years! The Heartless Valley is even more ready to move, intending to disrupt the world, so after I
The royal family of the Zhao Kingdom and the Holy Land of Wuchenya are working together to discuss and prepare to take this opportunity of the sword meeting to unite the righteous people from all over the world to conquer the Valley of Heartlessness!"
As soon as this statement came out, all the spirit sword masters were in an uproar. This news was too sudden, and the major spirit sword families had no psychological preparation, and they had not heard any news.
"Your Majesty! The Three Holy Lands have always been indifferent to worldly affairs. Why do they suddenly unite with us to conquer the Valley of Passion?" A ninth-level spirit sword master sitting on the sword-viewing platform in the front stood up and asked, with a hint of deep resistance in his tone.
Meaning.
Not only him, but all the high-level spirit sword masters present looked unhappy. They seemed to have been betrayed by the Zhao royal family this time! How could they still be in the mood to compete for the top ten spirit sword master seats!
There are three secret places in the Zhao Kingdom, Tianchi, Wuchen Cliff, and Jueqing Valley, which are respected by the spirit sword masters all over the world as the three holy places. For the spirit sword masters all over the world, these three holy places are symbols of mystery and power, and generally they will not
He is involved in worldly affairs, but once he intervenes, he will definitely set off a bloody storm. More than a hundred years ago, Wuchenya, representing the righteous spiritual swordsman, launched a fierce battle against the Jueqing Valley, which represented the demonic swordsman.
Almost all spirit sword masters were involved. Ten years passed after that battle, and the entire high-level spirit sword masters in the Zhao Kingdom were almost wiped out. If Tianchi hadn't finally intervened to stop the dispute between the two parties, it is estimated that the spirit sword master community in the Zhao Kingdom would not have recovered today. Unexpectedly,
After more than a hundred years, the dispute between the two places is showing signs of rekindling!
All the spirit sword masters who have heard the elders talk about the brutal battles in the past are feeling cold. Although they profess the right path and respect Wuchen Cliff as a saint, it does not mean that they are willing to be used as cannon fodder. The fight between your two holy places does not concern us.
What's going on with the small door and small household?
Being able to become a high-level spiritual sword master and the head of a family is no longer the kind of passionate and angry young man who is easily incited. Their first consideration is their own interests!
Bai Lin glanced at the heads of the aristocratic families around him who were looking at him with evil eyes, and said calmly: "I have said before that the crusade against the Jueqing Valley is not for no reason. In the past ten years, the activities of demonic swordsmen have become more and more rampant. It is a last resort.
If it is allowed to develop, Zhao State will become more and more chaotic. This is not what my royal family wants to see, so I took the initiative to join forces with Wuchenya to suppress this trend and directly remove the cancer at its root."
"Your Majesty, everyone can say nice words, don't say such useless things. I just want to know what good this is for us? Don't end up with a lot of people dying and only getting a memorial tablet to pay homage to the heroes. Such idiots
I, Lao Lie, don’t know how to do that.” A gruff-looking eighth-level spirit sword master said in an angry tone.
Bai Lin smiled faintly: "Lord Lieyun Fort, I heard that your Lieyun Fort has not been doing well in recent years. It has withdrawn from the ore and drug markets in four cities. I heard that these markets are being taken over by Flame Village?"
The eighth-level spirit sword master paused, opened his mouth, and said in a muffled voice: "So what?"
The smile on Bai Lin's face grew thicker: "In order to conquer the Valley of Heartlessness, we must first cut off its wings. All the devils in the world are on the list of crusade. The Huoyan Village has acted unfairly and has committed many murderous cases of killing families. It is full of evil. Everyone of these evil demons is here.
If you get it and kill it, doesn't Lord Liebao want to do his part?"
The eyes of the eighth-level spirit sword master suddenly released a flash of light, and after a long time, he cupped his fist at Bai Lin: "What the prince said is that it is everyone's responsibility to eliminate demons and protect the Tao, and I, Lieyun Castle, have a duty to do so!"
"Haha, it's rare for Lieutenant Lord to understand the righteousness well. I wonder what you all here think?" Bai Lin smiled cheerfully, the situation has been opened up, and the matter is more than half done.
Sure enough, several representatives of aristocratic families immediately stood up and said: "The evil heretics are fighting against the world, and we are willing to do our best."
Other aristocratic families hesitated a little, but also stood up and agreed, and finally some people had to stand up and join even if they were unwilling. The general trend is, and going against the trend will only lead to death.
"It's a good plan to use the interests controlled by evil forces as bait to tie most of the family to the chariot. The world will be in chaos." Lin Yi sighed softly.
Mo Wen was silent. After this sword meeting, all the forces in the Zhao Kingdom will face a reshuffle. Mojia Sword Making Villa, Liujiatong Carriage Shop, and Mujia Leiyun Jiantang will not be able to escape the fate of being involved.
On the Heavenly Sword Platform, Bai Lin continued: "Since everyone agrees, this crusade against the devil is God's will. However, the forces of the devil cannot be underestimated. We need to integrate our forces together and form a rope to advance and retreat together.
In order to prevent being taken advantage of by the devil, after discussions between our royal family and Wuchenya Holy Land, it was decided that this sword association will not only determine the ranking of the top ten spirit sword masters, but also elect an alliance leader to lead all comrades in unified coordination!"
"This is a good idea, I support it!" Someone immediately responded, and many powerful spirit sword masters also showed interest.
A ninth-level spiritual sword master asked: "Your Majesty, I wonder what the standards for this alliance leader are?"
"This standard is about to be discussed with everyone." Bai Lin smiled.
"What else are we discussing? Naturally, those who are capable are respected. Whoever can win the throne of the best spiritual sword master in the world will be the leader of the alliance!" A young disciple of the noble family shouted loudly.
"Yes, that's the truth! As long as he can defeat us all, what if we worship him as the leader of the alliance?"
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Bai Lin stretched out his hands and pressed down, and the noise below him gradually stopped, and he said loudly: "In this case, let's judge the hero by the strong. Whoever can stand to the end on this Heavenly Sword Platform will be my leader of the righteous path!
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"Long live the leader!"
"Kill all evil spirits!"
"Bloodbath in the Heartless Valley!"
I don't know who it was, but he took the lead and roared, inciting the atmosphere of the whole place. A young spirit swordsman with red eyes roared at the top of his lungs. Only a few powerful elders from top families had gloomy faces, and they didn't know what to think.
something.
The swordsmen and middle- and low-level spiritual swordsmen who were watching the fun from the outside were also affected and gradually joined in. However, it is hard to say how much of it was just joining in the fun and how much of it was sincere.
Mo Wen was not among them. He turned around and looked at the three Lin Yi brothers. Only Hu Shan howled excitedly at the top of his lungs, but his expression was obviously meant to make a fuss.
Bai Lin looked at the enthusiastic crowd, with a touch of sarcasm and pity in his eyes, and then loudly said: "Today the King of Japan announced that the 11th Taihu Sword Fair has begun!"
The Taihu Sword Club kicked off in a fanatical atmosphere.
In the past, there were two stages of sword competition. The first stage was for the younger generation to compete freely. As long as they grasped their own level, they would have the opportunity to show their face. It usually lasted for several days, but this time it changed directly because of the election of the alliance leader. Young people
No one in the generation dared to go up, so we went directly to the second link, which is also the most fundamental link!
A red figure hit the Heavenly Sword Platform like a ball of fire, and violent fire spiritual pressure swept out. This man was majestic and carried a giant red spiritual sword on his shoulder. He was the Lord of Lieyun Castle.
He glanced at the audience and said angrily: "Today, I, Lao Lie, will take the lead. Who is willing to compete with me, Lao Lie?"