I heard that I'm going to sweep the world

The news of Ge Qingyue's murder was blocked, and only people above the elders of the various sects knew about it. Even so, because the mountain gate was closed, all kinds of speculations were rampant, and the atmosphere of panic still shrouded Xuanzong.

"Zhang Huaikong wants to go back to the Immortal Medicine Valley...they are anxious to fly away before the tree they live in falls down?"

Inside the Octagonal Zhugai Stone Pavilion, the headmaster He Guang sneered, and his face darkened immediately.He stood up slowly, turned his back to Pan Jie and looked at the lingering and changing clouds below the mountain. He pondered for a moment and asked lightly: "Among the four peak masters, you have always been the one who sees the most thoroughly. What about Ge Qingyue?" , what do you think?"

Pan Jie stood with his hands down, and smiled wryly when he heard the words: "The headmaster is absurd, the disciple is dull, I'm afraid I don't have any insights that can be heard, but I just feel that this matter may have something to do with the Demon Realm."

After a pause, he continued: "However, according to what Meng Nange said, this Ge Qingyue was killed on the road, and someone took her place and sneaked into my Xuanzong... But until now, after searching the entire Xuanzong, there is no answer. It's really concerning that no suspicious person was caught. Since she can pretend to be Ge Qingyue, she can also pretend to be someone else, will she..."

"Although I have never heard of such an exquisite method of disguise, which can completely change a person's voice and appearance into another person. However, thousands of years ago, there were indeed some magical artifacts and cheats in the world, which triggered a Bloody storm—it is hard to guarantee that at that time, Moyu got some thaumaturgy that we don't know about."

He Guang frowned: "But if you check the guests one by one, it will only cause unnecessary commotion."

Pan Jie took a step closer, hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Master, should the sword tasting conference be suspended?"

"No, quite the opposite." He Guang's eyes filled with wind and thunder, and he replied in a cold voice: "Only after we have demonstrated enough strength, will we have the opportunity to sit down and talk with the other three sects. At this moment, Xuanzong couldn't even retreat, otherwise those hungry wolves would swarm us and tear us to pieces before Mo Yu could make a move."

Pan Jie sighed: "Xuanzong seems to be in a good position, but he has been pushed into a dilemma. Up to now, he has no choice but to see what he can do. Could it be that the 'bloody calamity' that you, the sect leader, should deal with right now? "

"If the phenomenon of that day is to be fulfilled, it will probably be ten years later." He Guang raised his eyes, his eyes were as sharp as a knife's edge: "Xuanzong will never be destroyed by my hands...Pan Jie, pass on the order that the sword tasting conference will be held half a month earlier. Tell everyone to get ready."

Pan Jie made a promise, then carefully observed his expression, and said unhurriedly: "We will send Meng Nange, He Lan and Xia Mian to fight, is it okay?"

He Guang was slightly stunned: "It's only been two months since Xia Mian started, why do you want to participate?"

Pan Jie smiled, and nodded approvingly: "Xia Mian has advanced very well, and now he is in the middle stage of foundation establishment. Lu Yu strongly recommends him to the ring, and I want him to give it a try. It is also a test. .”

He Guang also smiled slightly: "Sure enough, he is promising."

"The head of the sect has discerning talents, so he asserted that he is not someone in the pool. Since Xia Mian rescued Lu Fengyi, the reputation of the younger generation in Xuanzong has risen, and there is a faint tendency to be the leader."

He Guang raised his head and laughed loudly: "You said that he was a woman's benevolence, but he was blind."

Pan Jie listened quietly, then said calmly, "That's right."

He Guang was coaxed by Pan Jie to make him feel happy, so he simply said: "Although Xia Mian is talented, after all, the time of practice is still short, and he can barely compete with others. The sword has no eyes, and he is afraid of accidental injury. Pan Jie, I remember There is a piece of gold silk chain mail gathering dust in Wanbao Pavilion, why don't you just give it to him."

Pan Jie laughed and said, "Master, last time Jin Jiucheng asked you for this chain mail, but you didn't give it to me, but this time you are very generous."

He Guang glanced at him with the end of his eyes, laughed vaguely in his throat, and said embarrassingly: "When you are old, don't you want to be jealous with a little baby? When did you treat the five of you badly as a teacher? This is a trivial matter." I remembered it for a long time. By the way, find a good sword and send it to him."

Pan Jie shook his head and said, "Lu Yu has already lent his Qing Ming Sword to Xia Mian."

"He is willing to do so?" He Guang was slightly surprised, then coughed a few times, and said in confusion, "...it seems that my master is really not as good as Xia Mian's master."

He Guang and Pan Jie were talking about Xia Mian here; but on the other side, completely unaware that the master was going to send another magic costume, Xia Mian was nestled in the corner by himself, drooling over the shining sword in his hand.

He knows the Qingming sword, it is as famous as the prize Nirvana sword this time, the sword of conscience, the sword of peace of mind, and the sword that works, it is so awesome that you don't want it.

To be able to touch one's own master's saber is considered worthwhile in this life.

But to be honest, even with such an artifact, Xia Mian still has no idea whether he can win against everyone.

The people in this world are all unscientifically strong, and each of them is as strong as a wild Transformer. Teach him how to be a man every minute.If it had happened before, he would definitely have to hug his head and beg for mercy—now, he would probably be able to last for a while before hugging his head and begging for mercy.

Xia Mian originally thought that his nerves were strong enough, but when he saw the 18-year-old corpse the day before yesterday, he was still so frightened that his whole body froze.The person who was chatting with Qianxi with a smile a few days ago turned into a cold corpse in a few days. Such a shock was too great.Xia Mian deeply understands that this place is different from the modern society. It is true that people die when they die, and there will never be any chances.

Having been cowarded for more than 20 years, Xia Mian was of course afraid of death, but when he woke up, his first thought was to investigate such a dangerous incident with his master, whether there would be any danger, and whether he could do something for the master.

He has liked Lu Yu for less than two years, but there are many habits that have been carved into his bones. For example, if something happens, the first person he thinks of is always Lu Yu.In the past, when he saw the beautiful scenery and ate delicious food, he would happily take pictures with his mobile phone, but he never uploaded them to Moments. He only thought about when he could show it to Lu Yu. Have fun.

——Insist on doing this, if you can really be together with Lu Yu, the memory of one person will become the memory of two people, and he will be able to share all his life with Lu Yu, no matter it is the past, the present, or the future .

How nice it is...

"what are you thinking about?"

Xia Mian was falling into deep thought, when someone pushed him unexpectedly, and almost stabbed him with a sword in fright, only to find Tang Jingyu who was facing him with a puzzled face when he came back to his senses with lingering fear.

"Amian, you were holding a sword just now..." Tang Jingyu glanced at Xia Mian, hesitated to speak, "Looks like you're smiling, very silly."

Xia Mian immediately adjusted her expression guiltily, and said solemnly: "How is it possible, you must have read it wrong."

Tang Jingyu nodded, and sat down beside him: "My master went to work with Master Lu Yu. I have nothing to do, so I came to talk to you. My master has already told me that you like Master Lu Yu?"

This is extremely abrupt.

Xia Mian's eyes widened unpreparedly, then she turned her head, and the pinnae of her ears were dyed red: "Mmmmmm."

Tang Jingyu gave him a sympathetic look: "It's not easy for you."

"How could it be? My master is fine." Xia Mian immediately turned her head around and said firmly, "He even lent me the Qingming sword."

"I heard that the Sword Tasting Conference is about to start ahead of schedule. The order just given by the head has caused everyone to explode." Tang Jingyu ignored him, sat on the rock with his head bowed, his feet swaying: "On behalf of Xuanzong, fight with others. Yes, besides my master and Lord He Lan, it seems that you are the only one."

Thinking of Tang Jingyu's sensitive temperament, Xia Mian immediately said: "It's just a coincidence, actually, with my own ability, I am not qualified to be in the ring at all."

"Where do you want to go?" Tang Jingyu raised his head with a bright smile, and said with burning eyes: "Don't worry, I'm different from before. Master said that even if you have mediocre aptitude in cultivating immortals, there are still other paths you can take. Which way, as long as you reach the apex, you won't be sorry for yourself. Ah Mian, I can make two kinds of medicine now."

After joining Meng Nange's family, his appearance was completely different from before. Xia Mian heaved a sigh of relief, secretly happy for Tang Jingyu: "Congratulations, congratulations, when should I have a meal, let's celebrate."

"Come on." Tang Jingyu jumped off the rock, turned to face Xia Mian, tilted his head and smiled mysteriously: "There are better things than inviting you to dinner. You know that the person who arranges the order of the competition is Mr. Wu Zhenxuan... ..."

Xia Mian was taken aback for a moment, then said stupidly, "What do you mean?"

"At that time, my master will ask Mr. Wu Zhenxuan to rank the weakest ones as your opponents. You can rest assured and wait for the big show!"

Xia Mian's eyes lit up: "Then who is the weakest?"

"I only remember one. It seems to be Xuanji, a bald monk." Tang Jingyu thought for a while, then said hesitantly, "It should be in the late stage of Xuanzhao."

aestivation:……

Wait, even if it is the weakest, it seems that he can't beat it!