The Sword Cultivator Forced to Transfer

Ye Wushen won, and he was very happy.

He didn't expect that he would really win!

Although he planned well, the plan is still just a plan, and no one can say for sure whether he can go according to the original plan without making any mistakes.

Ye Wuchen, who was overjoyed, gave the referee a big smile for the first time, which almost made the referee cry.

Damn, this little monster is smiling so penetratingly, is he planning something bad!

The referee, who had a serious psychological shadow on Ye Wuchen, expressed that he didn't want to see him, so he quickly announced the results, went home, washed up and went to sleep.

"Heroes are really young!" The referee showed a fake smile on his face and said, "This time, the Qinhuang will be the final winner——Ye Wushen!"

"Now, Fengmingqin belongs to him!"

"He will be crowned the Qin Emperor!"

Following his words, he kept playing the qin with both hands, and the beautiful girl in palace skirt who was standing aside also held the fengming qin and walked towards Ye Wuchen gracefully.

And everyone in front of them also looked at the young man standing in the ruins with complicated expressions, enjoying the glory.

Inexplicably, the idea of ​​"losing, I feel ashamed" came into my heart.

"I didn't expect him to really do it..."

"Perhaps, being a human really requires a dream."

"Hey, try it, it won't be worse."

"...Speaking of which, did someone say to swallow a sword just now?"

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In the distance, the Taoist monarchs on the stage also looked at the young man in the ruins with a smile on their faces, thinking, this result is not good, and it is not bad, it is barely acceptable.

"Quqin's face is bright now, he's an apprentice who is up to the task." Youdao Jun said with a smile, "He has someone to follow."

"It's hard to say, this boy and Quqin are clearly not the same people. His piano sound is sharp and focused on killing, but Quqin is a divine voice." The other Taoist shook his head and said, "In my opinion, he has such a temperament. It’s amazing to be able to practice the piano with the music.”

Most of Qinxiu are mild-tempered and kind-hearted.

Ye Wushen's temperament is too aggressive, adventurous and opportunistic, and he just sneaks in when there is a gap.If there is no chance, I have to tear a hole with my bare hands.

Very vigorous.

From just now, Song Yu, who had a cold face, said coldly: "I don't think there is anything wrong with him like this. Qin Xiu is a monk, and a monk is good at fighting, and only then can he compete with the world."

All the Taoists were stunned for a moment when they heard the words, and then all laughed.

They didn't expect that Song Yu would be so optimistic about Ye Wuchen, thinking that he would have a grudge if he was cut down by that young man!

It's their petty hearts.

Elder Mo He, who was sitting next to Song Yu, noticed with his eyes that on the opposite high platform, the figures of Mrs. Tianyin and the city lord disappeared, and they did not know where they went.

Looking at the empty high platform, he frowned, feeling a bad sense of crisis in his heart.

I always feel like something is going to happen...

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And Ye Wushen, who was stepping on the ruins of a place, looked at the front with excited eyes, and the beautiful maid in palace dress came towards him with both hands playing the piano.

All eyes are the Fengming Qin, which symbolizes the title of Qinhuang.

whee!

Yes mine.

The maid came up to him and stopped.

Then, he lowered his head slightly, bowed his body, raised his hands flat, and handed the Fengmingqin in his hands to Ye Wuchen, "Please accept it."

Ye Wushen heard the words, and his face became more rosy and excited.

He stared at the Fengming Qin, the phoenix fanned by the piano spread its wings, and after a pause, slowly stretched out its hand towards it.

however--

Before his hand touched the Fengming Qin, there was a sudden commotion.

Countless orderly and sonorous footsteps came.

Hearing the sound, everyone including Ye Wushen turned their heads.

I see.

A group of soldiers wearing black armor and holding spears and swords suddenly broke in from outside.

Quickly, the entire venue was surrounded.

Ye Wuchen stared at this group of soldiers with murderous aura, and frowned suddenly, he had a bad feeling.

It seemed that the thing I had been worrying about for a long time finally happened as I imagined.

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This group of murderous soldiers who broke in suddenly caused an uproar among the people present.

"what happened?"

"What's going on with these soldiers?"

"Did something happen to the City Lord's Mansion?"

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Just when everyone was puzzled, Mrs. Tianyin, who was dressed in a gorgeous palace dress, stepped out gracefully from the backstage.

But Tianyin City Lord followed behind her with dull eyes and a blank expression.

"How is this going!?"

Seeing her appear, Daoist Song Yu suddenly stood up on the stage, his expression sank, and he asked in a cold voice, "What are these people here for?"

Madam Tianyin looked at him, raised her hand, stretched out her long sleeves to cover half of her face, then smiled coquettishly, and said with a smile, "They? Of course they are here to give you a funeral!"

"What's the meaning!"

Hearing this, Daoist Song Yu was furious immediately, staring at her with an angry face, and sneered, "Don't you think you can deal with us with this group of miscellaneous soldiers!"

"It's too small to look down on us."

Mrs. Tianyin laughed again when she heard the words, her smile was smug and rampant, "Don't dare, dare not. Of course I dare not underestimate Song Qinzuner and others. These soldiers are not prepared for you."

"They..." Mrs. Tianyin said, then raised her eyes, her beautiful eyes glanced coldly at the group of young piano repairers who were shocked and angry, and said in a cold voice: "They are here to collect these young The primordial spirit of the younger generation!"

"Humph!"

She sneered, and then said: "If you want to blame, I blame your bad luck. I didn't intend to kill you."

"If you want to blame, blame Lu Jian and Liu Xici, these two cowards!"

Hearing the name of their master, the expressions of Lu Bai and Liu Xici on the stage also changed, and they stared at Mrs. Tianyin.

"Ma'am, you can't talk nonsense." Lu Bai said in a cold voice with a straight face, "Master, I don't know you before, don't let your mouth bleed."

"My master has nothing to do with you, don't involve him in your affairs." Liu Wuwu also said coldly.

Mrs. Tianyin sneered when she heard the words, stared at the two of them, and said: "Originally, it was Lu Jian and Liu Xici who deserved to die here today, but because they were too timid to come, I can only ask you to replace them." Both of you are going to die!"

"So, do you still want to defend him?" Mrs. Tianyin showed a vicious and mocking smile on her beautiful face, "Your master asked you to come to die instead of them!"

"What nonsense!" Hearing her slandering Lu Jian and Liu Xici so much, Lu Bai's expression turned cold, and he said angrily to her, "It's clear that you are wolves who want to do something wrong, but you want to push the blame for it When it comes to other people, your face is probably as thick as the layer of fat on your waist!"

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So poisonous!

Everyone present, including Ye Wushen, immediately looked sideways when they heard this, and stared at him dumbfounded.

Damn, how could he come up with such a vicious irony!

Mrs. Tianyin is afraid that she will be pissed off.

No woman can bear this irony.

Sure enough, Mrs. Tianyin trembled with anger when she heard the words, staring fixedly at him, full of anger, "Okay, okay, okay!"

"You are now able to speak hard, and after a while, you will not be able to cry!" Mrs. Tianyin said angrily, and then ordered to the group of soldiers in black armor: "Kill them!"

Hearing this, Daoist Song Yu couldn't bear it anymore.

"Ridiculous!" He stood up abruptly and scolded her angrily, "Do you think we are dead! I want to see, who dares to touch these young people in front of us!"

"Ah--"

Hearing his words, Mrs. Tianyin sneered sneeringly, looked at him, raised the corners of her lips mockingly and said, "Don't worry, it will be your turn soon."

"Today's protagonist is you! None of you can escape."

"It's so naive! Hahahaha!" Mrs. Tianyin laughed mockingly, then stared at them with cold eyes, and said, "Have you not found it yet?"

"...What!? My spiritual power."

"How is this going!?"

"Could it be... You poisoned, it's impossible! If you poisoned, I couldn't have not noticed."

On the stage, a group of Taoists, including Song Yu, finally realized that something was wrong.

The spiritual energy in their bodies was stagnant and unable to flow.

"...It must be the cloud flower." Ye Wushen, who was standing in the ruins, twitched the corners of his mouth, and then said, "The legendary cloud flower is colorless, odorless and non-toxic, and the stronger it is, the stronger it is."

Hearing the words, the Taoist monarchs suddenly raised their heads and stared at him.

Mrs. Tianyin beside him also looked at him in surprise, and then said with admiration: "I didn't expect that you know Yunwuhua at such a young age."

Hearing this, Ye Wuchen had a calm expression on his face, and said in a flat tone: "There are many things you don't know."

In fact, it was Fuxi in the Sea of ​​Consciousness who secretly gave him a hint.

"They should have been intoxicated by the cloud flower. This white flower is ground into a powder. It is colorless, odorless and non-toxic. People with low cultivation level will not be affected if they take it, but people with high cultivation level will be tightly Wrapped around the meridian Dantian Zifu, like endless clouds, making it impossible for the spiritual energy to circulate." Fuxi said, "The higher the cultivation level, the more spiritual power is circulated, and the faster the cloud flower will appear."

He said solemnly, "I'm afraid, they have already been hit by the cloud flower, but they haven't attacked yet. And the fighting skills in the ring just now hastened the attack of the cloud flower."

"Wait!" Hearing this, Ye Wushen found a problem, "What the hell is Yunwuhua? I've never heard of it."

"Of course you haven't heard of it." Fuxi said with a serious tone, "The cloud flower is a magic flower, and it only grows in the magic domain!"

"It is impossible for cloud flowers to exist in this world!"