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

Yu Lu and Shen Zhuo walked slowly to the sword wiping platform.

Although it was early in the morning, the sword wiping platform was already full of people.Most of them are sword cultivators of Jianzong, but there are also some disciples of other sects and casual sword cultivators without sects.

Under the main hall of Yijiange Pavilion, the high-ranking sword cultivators of Jianzong wore uniform Taoist robes lined up.Later on the stairs, Luo Yucheng sat unrestrainedly in the main seat, looking at his confident appearance, it seemed that he had a well-thought-out plan and the odds of winning were within his grasp.Lingfeng and Jianling were standing on both sides of Luo Yucheng, standing upright.

Yu Lu squinted his eyes, trying to see Lingfeng's expression clearly beyond the white jade sword wiping platform and the noisy crowd.However, the two of them were too far apart, and he couldn't see whether there was any abnormality in Lingfeng.

"What's wrong?" Shen Zhuo turned his head slightly and asked in a low voice.

Yu Lu withdrew his gaze, and briefly talked to Shen Zhuo about last night's guess.

"Pharmaceuticals to enhance cultivation?" Shen Zhuo frowned slightly when he heard the words, "If this is the case, then the spiritual wind will be destroyed." He has seen this young man, he is very talented and hardworking, and given time, he said Maybe you can really fight him.It's a pity that it was so ruined.The way of swordsmanship has been withered for 200 years, and Shen Zhuo stood alone on a high place, after all, longing for someone to take his sword.

Seeing that Shen Zhuo was still worried about others, Yu Lu reminded: "They are doing this, but you are the one to deal with. Maybe Lingfeng is voluntary."

He saw Lingfeng last night, and it didn't look like he was forced to.

Seeing that Yu Lu was so indignant, Shen Zhuo couldn't help but chuckled, and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Yu Lu was still a little uneasy, after all besides the matter of Lingfeng, there was also the book Jianxin gave him.

He hasn't read that book yet.I wanted to talk to Shen Zhuo, but thinking that Shen Zhuo had to deal with Yi Jiange wholeheartedly now, I put it on hold for now.

In case the Demon Realm and Yi Jiange cooperated, something disturbing Shen Zhuo's mind would be mixed in this book.Then he handed the book to Shen Zhuo at this time, wouldn't he be harming him?

Regarding Jianxin and Shu, let's wait until the Spirit Sword Conference is over and return to Taodu, and then talk to Shen Zhuo in detail.

Yu Lu was thinking like this, and suddenly thought of something.

Did Lin Wuwu chase him last night?Did he see them?Yu Lu looked around, wanting to ask Lin Wuwu.But after watching for a long time, he didn't find the boy in the crowd.

not coming?

Could it be that he was going through the plot and was bullied?Yu Lu frowned slightly, planning to look for Lin Wuxin in the backyard later.

Shen Zhuo looked at the sword spirit who was looking around at his house, his brows and eyes drooping slightly.He thought that Yu Lu would ask him what happened last night, but he was wrong.Combined with Yu Lu's performance last night, he even felt that his sword spirit knew this matter better than himself.

Could it be that Yu Lu has been in contact with magic cultivators?Shen Zhuo suddenly thought of Tao Ling.

With Yu Lu's nature, he definitely wouldn't reject demon cultivators and monsters too much.

Can……

Shen Zhuo decided to have a good chat with Yu Lu when the Yijiange matter was over.

Shen Zhuo was thinking about something.But Yu Lu suddenly turned his head and looked at the hands they were holding, his expression became a little weird.

Shen Zhuo recovered and immediately relaxed.It is really inappropriate to show such intimacy in public.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he let go, Yu Lu grabbed his wrist with a backhand.

"how?"

Yu Lu raised his head, with deer-like eyes, looked at him without blinking for a moment, and asked in confusion: "Why can't I see your memory? My spiritual power has recovered a long time ago, but I have never seen your memory!"

Yu Lu suddenly remembered this matter.Last night, he accidentally touched Lin Wuwu and realized that his special skills had recovered.

But now, he held Shen Zhuo's hand tightly, but there was no reaction at all.

Shen Zhuo looked at him, raised his hand and rubbed his head, "Maybe your spiritual power is too low to break through the defense of my sea of ​​consciousness."

Or maybe?

Yu Lu immediately frowned, the last time he was seriously injured, when he talked about this topic with Shen Zhuo, he seemed to say the same thing.

Why do you feel a little perfunctory?

"Is that so?" Yu Lu turned to Shen Zhuo and met his eyes.

Shen Zhuo looked at Yu Lu and nodded seriously.

"Is that when your spiritual power is exhausted, I can see your memory?" Yu Lu was suddenly curious about how Shen Zhuo lived when he was not here.Did he really live for 400 years like an ascetic as described in the novel?

Shen Zhuo suddenly smiled when he heard the words, "I'll tell you what you want to know."

Yu Lu suddenly raised his head, his ears turned red.Has Shen Zhuo become smarter?He could even see through his mind.

Facing the rising sun, Yu Lu felt a little embarrassed for a while.

Seeing this, Shen Zhuo frowned, and promised, "I don't know what's going on with you either. Let me ask you for you."

"Ask who?" Yu Lu asked.

Shen Zhuo thought for a while and said, "An old friend."

"How do I know who your old friend is?" Yu Lu gave Shen Zhuo a blank look.

"I'll talk to you in detail later."

Time does not allow the two to gossip for too long.As soon as Shen Zhuo finished his last sentence, the elder Jianzong stepped onto the stage and announced the official start of today's competition.

In an instant, several sword repairmen flew up to the white jade sword platform and declared war on Shen Zhuo.

Yu Lu had no choice but to give up asking.

Shen Zhuo looked at those people, took a step forward, and raised his hand slightly.

There was a breeze.Everyone didn't see anything, and those sword repairmen were packed and sent off the ring.

Soon, another sword cultivator stood up.Unsurprisingly, it was another challenge to Shen Zhuo.

Gradually, the discussions among casual cultivators around them became louder.

Yu Lu listened and found that they were very dissatisfied with Jianzong's behavior of challenging Shen Zhuo blindly.

Originally, the Spirit Sword Conference was a platform for all immortal sword cultivators to compete and discuss their swords. This platform was open and fair, with many people participating, and many excellent sword cultivators emerged.

Excellent swordsmen competed with swords and discussed Taoism on the white jade sword wiping platform, full of spirits and no secrets.Even if the onlookers didn't play, they could still learn a lot from it.

But in the past hundred years, the Spirit Sword Conference has become a platform to challenge Shen Zhuo.

Under Yi Jiange's signal, all sword sect monks, no matter how high or low they are, no matter how powerful they are, can only challenge Shen Zhuo as long as they stand on the sword wiping platform.

For the audience, this is undoubtedly hitting a stone with an egg, and there is no appreciation at all.

No, the sword repairer who had just entered the stage was sent off the Baiyutai by Shen Zhuo before he finished speaking.

It's as easy as dusting off your clothes.

"Forget it, it's boring. Every time I walk like this, I walk away." A casual cultivator yawned and left Jianzong.

"It's not as good as the Inner Sect Discussion Conference held by our Immortal Mansion. How did the Spirit Sword Conference become like this?"

"Jianzong is not as good as every year."

"Didn't the other sects think about replacing Yi Jiange?"

"Tsk, you just entered the Tao, right?"

"how do I say this?"

"Nowadays, all the people are cultivating immortals, and the spiritual energy of the earth is thin, so they must rely on the spiritual veins for cultivation. The spiritual veins of the Eastern Land are probably controlled by Yi Jiange."

"Won't other sects snatch it?"

"Oh, snatch? The Sword Cultivator School has long been merged into Jianzong by Yijiange. Have you seen those Jianzong elders? They are the heads of these sects. On weekdays, you can share the spirit of Yijiange without doing anything Why, because he sacrificed his sect. One sect power, another person enjoys the blessing. Some people want to rebel, but who will take the lead? Even if the leader is elected, he will soon be given the same favor by Yi Jiange Enrollment by means of methods. The rest of the small sects are difficult to achieve."

"Alas." Many sword cultivators who had no background or sect shook their heads when they heard these words.

Some sword cultivators who have sects but do not belong to Jianzong's sect have ugly faces.

"If I knew it earlier, I would enter the Tao with Qi."

"Yes, the environment in the Southern Land is much better than that in the Eastern Land."

"Who would have thought that today's Jianzong would become like this." The one-year-old sword cultivator sighed, and squinted his eyes to recall the past: "The swordsmanship used to be full of talents, and it was at its peak. At that time, Jianzong held the spirit sword At the meeting, the sword cultivators who came from the sword covered the sky and the sun. Now, they are all withered."

After hearing this, Yu Lu felt a little emotional for a while.

The Yijiange family dominates, monopolizes the spiritual veins, and monopolizes Daxing. Apart from joining the Sword Sect, the monks who have entered the way of the sword may have to go to Taodu to accept the task and rub the spirit stone.

In this way, Tao was able to overtake Qizong Tingyuntai and become the number one Immortal Mansion in the Southern Land, thanks to Yijiange's contribution.

Thinking of this, Yu Lu couldn't help but sneered.

Wiping the sword stage, the monks of Jianzong were like dust on their clothes, dusting off endlessly, which was annoying.

Shen Zhuo lost his patience, looked at Luo Yucheng who was sitting on the main seat, and said lightly: "Let's go up together, don't waste time."

To Jianzong, these words were undoubtedly a naked humiliation.If it was normal, Luo Yucheng would have been jumping with anger.

But today, he was exceptionally calm. Hearing the words, he waved his hand and said to the sword cultivators lined up at the bottom of the steps: "Since Master Sword has said so, then let's do this."

As soon as the words fell, the group of high-ranking sword cultivators flew up to the sword wiping platform in unison. They stood still in the Tai Chi Eight Diagrams position and quickly formed a sword formation.Countless spirit swords hang in the air, and the sword air is as dense as drizzle.

"Shen Zhuo." Looking at the situation, Yu Lu was a little worried.So far, he hasn't seen Shen Zhuo make a serious move.

Shen Zhuo turned his head and waved to Yu Lu, signaling that it's okay.Then, he took out an iron sword that no one wanted from the weapon rack beside the road, and walked onto the white jade sword wiping platform.

Shen Zhuo, the sword repairer on the stage, entered the stage and instantly activated the sword formation.

The white sword energy overflowed, and many low-level sword cultivators set up their spiritual barriers and slowly retreated to the distance.

Shen Zhuo was calm and composed, and all the sword energy that attacked him passed him by.It seems to be lucky.

On the steps, Lingfeng saw that they had resorted to a killing array to deal with Shen Zhuo, and his face was very ugly.In the Spirit Sword Conference, where you can compare swords and discuss Dao, killing formations and killing moves are forbidden.He looked at Jumo, frowned and said, "Lingjun, this is not very good."

Exorcism rolled his eyes, and dropped three words, "To win."

Luo Yucheng sneered: "If you are indecisive, it is difficult to become a master. If you are strong enough, why do they have to go on stage to wear down Shen Zhuo's spiritual power for you?"

When Lingfeng heard the words, he showed disgust on his face and stopped talking.

Luo Yucheng was suddenly angry.But soon, he suppressed the desire to get angry.

He held the Essence of Essence in his hand, and thought freely, after Lingfeng and his sword spirit tested the power of Essence of Essence, he would use it to repel demons and himself.

The Demon Repelling Sword has been passed down for thousands of years, and its spiritual power accumulation far exceeds that of everyone in the Xianmen.It's a pity that its body is now inserted into the eyes of the protective formation, and the magic repelling can only use half of its spiritual power now.

However, it is enough, after all, this spiritual marrow can amplify the spiritual power of the sword spirit by three times.

When he transforms the repelling demon and takes back his spiritual power for his own use, then he will become the strongest person in Xianmen.

All swordsmen and spirits are nothing but ants.

At that time, he will no longer have to be afraid of his father knowing the truth of the rumors, he will not have to rely on others to be a running dog of the devil world, and he will no longer hear insults like "trash".

Holding the spirit sword in his hand, he will step through the void and knock on the gate of heaven.

At that time, the monks in the world will be dust to him.

Carefree, carefree!

Luo Yucheng raised his head, clapped his hands and laughed.

It happened that Shen Zhuo broke the formation with a sword.All the high-ranking monks fell to the ground and looked back at their Young Pavilion Master.

They all looked puzzled, and they all secretly thought: Is the Young Pavilion Master finally crazy?Can the person in charge of Yijiange be changed?

But soon, their wish came true.

Luo Yucheng's smile stuck in his throat.He looked at these high-ranking sword cultivators who fell to the ground with an extremely ugly expression.

With one move, Shen Zhuo defeated them with only one move.

"A bunch of trash!" Luo Yucheng yelled angrily, picked up the teapot beside him, and ruthlessly threw it at the group of sword cultivators.

The sword repairer closest to him suffered.When the teapot fell, no one dared to use spiritual power to block it. They could only let the teapot fall on his head, and the hot tea spilled on Jianxiu's face.

That sword cultivator covered his face and screamed.

"Trash, trash! Shut up!" Luo Yucheng wanted to beat and scold again.

Ban Mo stepped forward and held Luo Yucheng down.Afterwards, he walked down the steps, helped the disciple up, and healed the wound on his head and the burn on his face.

"Okay, let's all go back and rest." The demon scolded, and the sword repairers fled away.

"The fuck knows how to pretend to be a good person." Luo Yucheng sat back on the main seat, and was about to drink some water to calm down, but when he stretched out his hand, it was empty.Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the broken teapot, and kicked the tea table next to him hard.

The coffee table fell inward and hit his feet hard.Luo Yucheng let out a cry of pain, and immediately jumped up.

Lingfeng looked at him coldly, and whispered two words, "Trash."

Luo Yucheng raised his head and looked at him incredulously, "What the hell are you talking about?"

Holding the sword in his arms, Lingfeng walked towards the sword wiping platform as if nothing had happened.

Exorcism dealt with the disciples well, turned back, saw that Lingfeng was about to play, and said: "The price is so high, if you don't win the position of Sword Master, are you willing?"

Lingfeng looked at the rebuke, then glanced at Luo Yucheng, and said word by word: "Of course I'm not reconciled."

"That's good, let's go." Kumo promised to Lingfeng: "When you win the position of Sword Master, Yijiange will do its best to protect your life."

"Then..." Lingfeng concealed the hatred in his eyes, and said with a light smile, "Thank you, Lord Ling."