Star Railway: Lumen

The old man was very happy.

"Uh... when you were discussing the possibility of all these plans and finalizing the itinerary, did you think of me?"

Jing Yuan smiled kindly and raised his hand gently.

"Hmm?"

Bai Heng raised his eyebrows: "Of course I thought of it, the old way."

"What old way?"

Jing Yuan raised his eyebrows.

"Make a clone and throw it here, and then you can do whatever you need to do."

Yuan Ming nodded: "The clone will solve the big and small things in Luofu for you, so you can rest assured outside."

"I can't always use the clone."

Jing Yuan sighed: "I am also a general of Shen Ce after all."

This kid pretends to be reserved.

Yuanming chuckled: "The clone can contact you in time, and it was created with my power. Its strength is not inferior to yours. Even if something big happens, we can rush back in time without delaying anything... Just tell me whether you want to go or not."

"I want to go."

Jingyuan realized that his pretentious refusal would have no effect in front of his master, so he nodded and honestly said that he wanted to go out.

"That's it, get ready."

Yuanming nodded.

"Can you wait for two days..."

Jingyuan scratched his nose.

"What?"

Yuanming tilted his head: "What else have you not done?"

"Uh... I plan to finish the Yanqing Sword Master Conference these two days."

"Well... this is fine, this is a big deal."

Yuanming nodded: "Are you ready, A Liu?"

"Nothing to prepare."

Jingliu shook his head: "Just hold it."

Jingyuan nodded: "Then I will arrange it, and it will start soon."

"Well."

Jingyuan stood up, turned around and walked out of the backyard.

"Alas..."

Jingyuan sighed.

I just took a break.

But Bai Heng was right.

If you keep sitting here, your bones will rust, and you will really be a group of old men and women.

He stretched and looked up to see Yanqing talking to Qingzhu.

Qingzhu was smiling, but Yanqing's face was red, and he looked a little anxious.

"Yanqing."

Jingyuan called him.

"General."

Yan Qing turned around.

Perhaps because he had been with these people for a long time, the impetuousness on Yan Qing's face faded a lot.

"What are you arguing about?"

Jing Yuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Qing Yu.

"Ask Qing Yu, when the master was here before, he asked me what race I was. I didn't hear it and didn't answer it at that time. Guess what Qing Yu said?"

"What did he say?"

Jing Yuan knew a little about Qing Yu. This girl sometimes liked to talk nonsense.

From a certain perspective, Qing Yu and Aha may have some similarities.

"She said that I was originally from the Chi Ming tribe, but when I was young, I didn't sleep well and always fell to the ground, so my ears were bitten off by mice."

Yan Qing took a deep breath: "The master thought it was true. Just now, he grabbed my ears and nagged me, telling me to sleep well in the future and not let the remaining ones be taken away by mice again."

Jing Yuan chuckled.

How could Jing Liu not tell the difference between the Chi Ming Clan and the Chang Sheng Clan?

She knew it clearly in her heart that he was deliberately playing a trick on Yan Qing.

Perhaps it was because Qing Yu had worked as a secretary under Jing Liu in his previous life, Jing Liu was very friendly to Qing Yu, and Qing Yu actually started to argue in front of her.

But isn't this good?

Jing Yuan glanced at Qing Yu who was smiling beside him, and smiled too: "Okay, Yan Qing, I came here this time because I have something to tell you."

It would be good to have more laughter in the Shen Ce Mansion.

At least it is much better than before when he was sitting alone in the Shen Ce Mansion with a gloomy face.

"Yes, General."

Yan Qing straightened up: "You say."

"The Sword Master Contest will be held soon, Qingdun, notify them and let them prepare."

Jing Yuan nodded to Qingdun: "As for Yan Qing, when you go on stage as a contestant, don't embarrass me."

"...Sword Master Contest?!"

Yan Qing was surprised: "But Yan Qing still..."

"Don't worry, those are all trivial issues."

Jing Yuan waved his hand: "You are responsible for going on stage. At that time, Luofu officials and those in the backyard will be there. Yan Qing, this is an opportunity for you to exercise."

"But General..."

"No buts, this is a notice, not a request for you

's opinion. "

Jing Yuan chuckled: "Go back and prepare, don't let down the chain when the time comes, oh, of course, don't put too much pressure on yourself, after all, now in Luofu, except for me and the people in the backyard, no one can dare to talk about surpassing you. "

Yan Qing took a deep breath.

"There is one more thing I want to tell you."

Jing Yuan stroked his chin: "Do you understand the process of the Sword Master Conference?"

"...Uh..."

Yan Qing scratched his head.

Although he kept saying that he wanted to be the Sword Master, Yan Qing really didn't understand the process of the Sword Master Conference.

"...Yan Qing."

Jing Yuan knew what was going on at a glance.

The corner of his mouth twitched: "Next time before setting a goal, you must first understand everything related to your goal thoroughly."

"Follow the general's instructions."

Yan Qing nodded.

"The contestants of the Sword Master Conference are allowed to learn from each other without killing each other. "

Jing Yuan stroked his chin, turned his head and looked at Yan Qing's lack of interest, and chuckled: "I know this is not challenging for you, but the Sword Master Competition is not just a competition between contestants..."

"What else?"

Yan Qing raised his eyebrows.

"The contestant who won the first place is eligible to challenge the previous Sword Master."

Jing Yuan chuckled: "In public, Master will use a real sword to compete with you, and she can't find reasons to refuse you like before. "

Seeing Yan Qing's eyes light up, Jing Yuan nodded.

His guess was right, Yan Qing couldn't refuse this kind of temptation.

Especially if Jing Liu wanted to fight him with a real sword.

Recently, Jing Liu always found excuses to reject Yan Qing's application for a fight.

Jing Yuan also understood this.

After all, Yan Qing sometimes didn't know how to restrain himself when he got excited.

But this time, there was no way. At the Sword Master Conference, in the public eye, Jing Liu couldn't reject Yan Qing's application for a fight.

Maybe there would be something interesting to watch then.

"Oh... should we prepare a pot of good wine in advance?"

Jing Yuan chuckled and clapped his hands: "Maybe it will be a very interesting scene. "

……

The news of the Sword Master Conference was released in advance, attracting many people to watch.

Yan Qing, at the age of 18, is already a Cloud Rider. He is more than just famous in Luofu.

In particular, many people in Xianzhou have heard the story of Wuxian Feiguang and the Five Warriors on the Cloud, but most people have not seen the appearance of Jingliu and others with their own eyes. Portraits were exhibited before, but Jingliu said that it was meaningless and would only attract unnecessary attention. Jing Yuan thought about it and simply withdrew it.

So many people still don't know what Jingliu looks like. This time, not only the much-anticipated Qilin'er Yan Qing, but also the legendary Wuxian Feiguang, countless celebrities are present, and there will definitely be many people who want to join in the fun.

Even Su Shang was dragged over by Gui Naifen.

"Family! Xiao Guizi is now at the scene of the Sword Master Conference! The person next to you is Su Shang, the contestant who will go on stage and compete with the Cloud Rider for the title of Sword Master! "

Gui Naifen raised two fingers: "Like! Follow! Forward! Let more people see Xiao Guizi... and the future star Su Shang!"

Su Shang was grimacing.

Of course, she was dragged here by Gui Naifen.

She originally only thought that if the Sword Master Competition was not over when she woke up, she would come to see it, and if it was over, forget it.

Unexpectedly, Gui Naifen knocked on the door early in the morning and dragged her out of the room.

"Shang Shang, you have been sleeping for a long, long time."

Gui Naifen patted Su Shang's shoulder: "You will go up and compete with the Cloud Cavalry Guard in a while. Are you excited and happy? Do you feel nervous and ready to go? "

"What a ghost..."

Su Chang sighed.

It was like this during the Sui Yang Rebellion last time. At that time, she wanted to delay Yan Qing and let Xing quickly find the general to solve the problem.

At that time, she had been dealing with Yan Qing for a while, and she thought she was already very powerful, at least she could barely be regarded as a rising star in the younger generation of the Yunqi Army.

But later General Jing Yuan told her that Yan Qing was bewitched by Sui Yang, but he still had his original consciousness, and he did not use all his strength under the conflict of consciousness.

Now Yan Qing is in a normal situation, and it is even possible that he has experienced a night of recuperation and is now in perfect condition.

Su Chang glanced at the stage and swallowed her saliva.

It is hard to say whether she can take Yan Qing's sword, let alone compete with Yan Qing for the position of the sword master.

As for the former sword master, Wu Xian Fei Guang Jing Liu...she likes to listen to Mr. Xi Yan

Su Chang was a little excited to see the story of Jing Liu that the master told her.

But... it's just a meeting. If she is asked to take Jing Liu's sword, forget it.

She couldn't even pass Yan Qing, not to mention the general's master.

"Xiao Guizi... are you serious?"

Su Chang felt her legs trembling uncontrollably: "What if I can't even take Yan Qing's sword?"

"Uh... don't worry, there are so many people. Yan Qing is so sensible, he should give you some face and won't throw you off the stage in a few moves. Of course, you better pray that you don't meet Yan Qing first."

Yan Qing will definitely use an easy fight to establish his prestige - this is Yan Qing's fighting style, just like his sword, sharp, unrestrained, and unstoppable.

"The Sword Master Competition is about to begin!"

The sound of the announcement was like a bell, echoing over the venue: "Competitors, please go to the waiting area!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, Shangshang!"

Gui Naifen pushed Sushang with one hand: "It's time to go on stage, it's time to go on stage!"

"Hey, hey... don't push me... where is the waiting area?!"