I'll be the villain. [Putting through the book]

The Spirit Sword Conference was originally the most grand festival of the Sword Sect.Held every 100 years.During the event, sword cultivators from all over the world gathered in Yijiange to discuss the way and compete with swords, and the only winner was determined and regarded as the sword master.

However, since Shen Zhuo won the championship in one fell swoop 200 years ago, the holding cycle of this spirit sword conference has been shortened again and again.Now it has been shortened from once every 100 years to once every ten years.

And Jianzong did this in order to regain the name of Sword Master from Shen Zhuo.

Logically speaking, Shen Zhuo might not accept such a change.But he not only accepts, but participates every time.

As for the reason...

Originally, it took 100 years to slap Jianzong in the face, but now it can be slapped once in [-] years. Who would refuse such a good thing.

Upon receiving the invitation, Shen Zhuo immediately unloaded the mundane duties of Taodu, packed his things, and took Yu Lu to Donglu Yijiange.

Donglu and Nanlu are separated by [-] mountains, and the climate and environment of the two places are very different.

There are many mountains and rivers in Nanlu, and it is a blessed place with beautiful mountains and rivers.There are many plains in the eastern land, and it is vast. If you look around, there is no end to the connection between heaven and earth.

There is only one huge city standing in the middle of the plain, majestic and solemn, with awe-inspiring momentum.

On the plain near the city, many monks flew with their swords.They stood upright on the sword with their hands behind their backs, either high or low, and their sleeves fluttered in the wind.The sword energy streaked across, leaving behind a long rainbow.

Sitting in the carriage, Yu Lu poked his head out of the window, watching these sword cultivators flying with their swords flying, he was very moved.

This is the life of cultivating immortals in his imagination!Free and unrestrained, go with the wind.

"Shen Zhuo, Shen Zhuo, let's fly like them." Yu Lu retracted his head and looked at Shen Zhuo who was driving.

Xiao Xueting originally wanted to send a few immortal envoys to watch the excitement, and to support Shen Zhuo by the way.But Taodu is currently employing people, and Shen Zhuo puts the overall situation first, and with a wave of his hand, let those people plant trees.

Therefore, the majestic Sword Master had no choice but to drive by himself, and drove slowly from the South Land to the East Land.

But along the way, Shen Zhuo was not in a hurry, and Yu Lu saw that he couldn't practice like this, so he was very relieved, ate and slept in the car, slept and ate, and didn't ask for anything else.

But now, the little sword spirit, who had never seen the world, was a little restless after seeing this scene.

This is the world of cultivating immortals. Wouldn't it be useless to read this book if you don't fly with the sword?

Hearing this, Shen Zhuo paused his whip-raising hand, turned his head, and asked after a while, "Are you sure?"

Yu Lu nodded hastily, his eyes full of anticipation, "Yeah, don't worry, I'm not afraid of heights."

"Alright." Shen Zhuo got out of the carriage, put the carriage into the storage ring, then stood with his hands behind his back, and flew into the air.

The powerful spiritual power swayed away, leaving a long trail of sword energy. Many monks were shaken by the shock and almost fell off the sword.

But after seeing the person coming, they all stopped talking.

But in an instant, Shen Zhuo and Yu Lu arrived in front of the city gate from the plain.

He fell to the ground, his clothes were not messed up, and his body was as pine as bamboo.

Yu Lu turned back into a human body, got up from the ground, and stared at his sword master with an aggrieved expression.

Yujian flies, Yujian flies, how could he forget that he is being controlled by that sword.

Shen Zhuo turned her head and looked at him with a faint smile in her eyes.

Yu Lu immediately became furious, pushed Shen Zhuo away, and strode forward.

It took Shen Zhuo a while to understand the reason, and immediately chased after him, grabbed the hand of his little sword spirit, and apologized in a good voice: "I was wrong, I won't do it next time."

"Go away." Yu Lu broke free from Shen Zhuo, crossed his arms, and said coldly, "Don't touch me."

At this time, the sword cultivators who were shaken by Shen Zhuo also arrived at the gate of the city.I wanted to go forward to salute Sword Master, but after seeing this scene, no one dared to go forward.

After one person and one spirit walked to the front, the discussion sounded.

"Is that the Sword Master's sword spirit?"

"It should be. I heard from my casual cultivator in Taodu that this Lingjun is ignorant."

"The appearance is quite good, and it looks pleasing."

"What's the use of looking good? A sword spirit without skills is a waste. For sword repairers, it's better to have nothing at all."

"You can't say that. Sword Master cultivates the ruthless way."

Surrounded by sword cultivators, as soon as this remark came out, everyone recalled it.

A ruthless Dao sword cultivator cannot be emotional, but the sword is an exception.

Everyone looked at the two figures in front, their eyes gradually becoming vague.

Under the city gate, Yu Lu looked up at the towering city wall, and couldn't help sighing that human imagination is indeed limited.

When he was reading, Yu Lu had already imagined what this fairy city looked like, but he exhausted his brainpower, but he never imagined that it was so majestic.

Yu Lu ran to the base of the city wall and compared it with the stones used to build the wall.

The length and width of that stone is unknown, but its height is three times that of Yu Lu.

Where is this boulder dug from?As expected of the world of cultivating immortals, I opened my eyes.Yu Lu secretly clicked his tongue, and stretched out his hand to touch the huge stone.

"What are you doing!" Several sword cultivators in uniforms walked over proudly.

Yu Lu was startled, and quickly put his hands into his sleeves, looked at Shen Zhuo who had been neglected by him for a long time, and asked in a low voice, "Can't you touch this?"

Shen Zhuo stood with his hands behind his back, before he could answer Yu Lu, those sword cultivators walked up to them.

Looking at the servant, he should be a new disciple of Yijiange.The leader has two sword patterns on his cuffs, and one for the rest.Nowadays, it is not easy for the whole people to practice immortality, and two sword patterns are enough to look down upon all sword cultivators.

The leader looked at Shen Zhuo, looked up and down, saw that he was dressed plainly, and immediately showed disgust, "Where did you come from? Do you understand the rules? Didn't the teacher of your sect teach you? It's not me. People from the Jiange sect, you have to queue up to register when you enter the gate of our Jianzong city." He raised his voice high, for fear that others might not be able to hear what he said clearly.In the end, he pointed to the side door, "You should go there, roll over and line up."

Yu Lu frowned, and the surrounding sword cultivators gasped.

This Yijiange swordsman opened his mouth so fast that others didn't even have time to speak to persuade him.

Shen Zhuo didn't say anything, straightened his cuffs, and led Yu Lu to the queue.

"You bumpkin who doesn't understand the rules." The sword repairer with two sword patterns cursed, raised his chin, put his hands behind his back, and prepared to continue his inspection.

"Brother!" Behind him, the junior from the outer door tugged at his sleeve.

"Two Sword Patterns" was only promoted from the outer gate of Yijiange to the inner gate this year. Now that he has gained a little power and trained others, he was suddenly interrupted when he was full of ambition. He was a little displeased and asked in a cold voice. :"What's up?"

"That person just now... the cuff..." The younger brother swallowed, and whispered: "There are nine sword patterns."

"Nine, nine ways! What nonsense, sword cultivators in the world today, there is only one person with nine sword patterns." Even so, "Two Sword Patterns" still looked at the black-clothed sword cultivator just now.After seeing the man's cuffs clearly, his expression changed drastically, and he immediately fell to the ground and said in a broken voice, "Sword... Master Sword!"

After a while, the Young Pavilion Master of their Yijiang Pavilion came in person.

"Two Sword Patterns" was dragged down without even a chance to apologize.

"Jianzun, my disciples have eyes but no eyes, forgive me." The young master of Yijiange Pavilion was dressed in a gorgeous attire, which formed a sharp contrast with Shen Zhuo's black clothes.Although he said apologetic words, his expression was very arrogant.

Without waiting for Shen Zhuo to answer, the Young Pavilion Master pointed at the main entrance, "According to the rules, there is nothing wrong with what they said. Sword Master really needs to go sideways, but I, Yi Jiange, have always been magnanimous. Although Sword Master is from a poor background, But the cultivation level is high, this main entrance can still be walked around."

Yu Lu's face darkened when he heard this, "Young Pavilion Master's words are really interesting. Is it the result of your magnanimity to walk through the main entrance with deep feelings?"

The young master of Yijiang Pavilion seemed to see Yu Lu, and hurriedly greeted him, "Lingjun is very polite, presumably Lingjun is Jianzun's sword spirit. Seeing once is better than hearing a hundred things. If I hadn't been with Master Jianzun, I would have I can't even find it, this spiritual strength is really... low."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Shen Zhuo again: "Jianzun, you too, why don't you teach him the method of cultivation for your own sword spirit? Does the sword master have to hide his own privacy when dealing with his own sword spirit?"

Yu Lu immediately ground his teeth.This person's words are even more annoying than Xiao Xueting.Xiao Xueting should really be brought here so that the two can compare their words.

"Yu Lu, it's okay." Shen Zhuo held down the angry Yu Lu, then looked at the Young Pavilion Master of Yijian Pavilion, and sneered, "The young Pavilion Master's sword spirit is really powerful, and there was a lot to do by following the suzerain, now it's all right, Followed by a sword master with two sword patterns. The sword has always cultivated the sword spirit, but the young pavilion master is different, the young pavilion master relies on the spiritual power of the sword spirit to live, really, tsk."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at the sleeves of the young master of Yijiange.It was empty there, and a sword pattern was not embroidered. It was supposed to be too embarrassing, so it was simply hidden.

Only then did Yu Lu regain his senses, and burst out laughing.He was so angry just now that he forgot that this young master of Yijiange Pavilion is a rare representative of trash in the book.

After 500 years of practice, he only got two sword patterns. According to the algorithm of Qi Xiu, he is only a monk in the foundation stage.

It stands to reason that with his cultivation level, he would not live to such an age, but he has a powerful father to help him, feed him with panacea, and give his son his sword spirit, so that he can suck his own sword The spiritual power of the spirit to continue life.

This is the secret of Yijiange, and Shen Zhuo casually revealed it like this, without any sympathy.

However, Shen Zhuo and Yi Jiange did not have any affection at all.

After saying this, Shen Zhuo led Yu Lu into the city through the side gate.

Yu Lu followed Shen Zhuo, he didn't care which door to go, he said cheerfully: "I didn't expect that you also have yin and yang weirdness. You learned from Xiao Xueting, right?"

Shen Zhuo looked at Yu Lu, smiled, and did not answer his last question.In front of one's own sword spirit, image is more important.

At the gate of the city, the young master of Yijian Pavilion stared at Shen Zhuo's back with a dark face, with a fierce look in his eyes, "Shen Zhuo, you wait. This year, you will definitely be pulled down from the position of Sword Master."

Then he looked at the dry sword cultivator outside the city gate, and raised his voice to order, "Close the side door, and let all fellow Taoists go through the main door! Shen Zhuo is just an illegitimate child, and he will be praised if he goes through the side door."

As soon as this remark came out, the expression on the sword cultivator outside the door was a little indescribable.This young pavilion master's mind is really narrow like a day for hundreds of years.

After the Young Pavilion Master left, everyone started talking about it.

The fact that Shen Zhuo is an illegitimate child has already been preached by Jianzong a hundred and eight thousand times.

But everyone doesn't know about the young pavilion master and his sword spirit.

Lao Tzu's sword spirit was passed on to his son after he used it.Thinking about it, it's quite intriguing.

After all, when the old master of the Demon Cultivator Sword Sect picked up the ashes, it was the young pavilion master's newlywed wife.

Could it be that this is true?

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