Chapter 903 The Unnamed Sword Cultivator
“Senior Brother Lu Yang, I have several senior brothers and sisters who have been wanting to meet you. Is it convenient for you?”
“Okay, let’s go and see him.” Lu Yang smiled, putting the Qingfeng sword into its sheath and hanging it on his waist.
Lu Yang tried not to take out the Qingfeng Sword before. The Qingfeng Sword was a fairy sword refined by Wu Yao. He was worried that it would be recognized by the Dayu monk and cause trouble.
For example, when Wanfa Dao Lord attacked Taoist Sect before, the origin was that he recognized the Qingfeng Sword, and thus inferred that Taoist Sect had the immortal treasure left by Wu Yao.
Now Lu Yang no longer has this worry. Everyone who knows the origin of Qingfeng Sword is imprisoned in Prison Peak, and there is no one outside who knows the stuff.
Yun Mengmeng looked at Qingfeng Sword with a thoughtful expression.
"Miss Yun, have you thought of something?" Lu Yang noticed something strange about Yun Mengmeng.
“Do you remember the sister I told you about before?”
“The one who is particularly good at beating?”
"Yes, she actually likes swords. She also practiced secretly for a while and learned a lot of theory. However, she never made any achievements in practice. She didn't even get started, so she gave up in the end."
Lu Yang smiled and said: "Kendo is like this. You can't succeed just by hard work. Talent and understanding are both indispensable. This shows that your sister's swordsmanship talent is really average."
“But since your sister is interested in kendo, I can give you some advice.”
"I'm not bragging, I have some talent in swordsmanship. Among the younger generation in the world of immortality, there are probably not many people who are more talented in swordsmanship than me."
Mingtai laughed when he heard what Lu Yang said: "Brother Lu Yang, you are being humble. Among the younger generation, I am afraid that no one is more talented in swordsmanship than you."
“The Young Master Lu is almost the same as you, but he is from the ancient times, and strictly speaking, he is not part of our younger generation.”
"That's great." Yun Mengmeng was happy for her good sister. According to her, she also belonged to the younger generation, and her talent was definitely not as good as Lu Yang's, so it was just right for Lu Yang to teach her.
Xiao Zhi always brings a lot of gifts when she goes home. This time she finds a master for Xiao Zhi, which is considered a reciprocal of courtesy.
The Sword Tower has a total of eighteen floors. The first eight floors are open to the public. Sword cultivators participating in the Sword Questioning Ceremony can choose a room to stay here for a few days. The training resources are provided by the Sword Tower.
The ninth to twelfth floors are where the inner disciples and true disciples of the Sword Tower practice. They belong to the core of the Sword Tower. Outsiders cannot be brought forward easily. Mingtai brought Lu Yang and Yun Mengmeng to the twelfth floor. layer.
“Who are those two people and how can they go up there?”
The sword cultivators who were exchanging kendo experiences on the eighth floor were surprised. Mingtai was wearing Jianlou attire, and he looked like an inner disciple at first glance, but Lu Yang and Yun Mengmeng looked like outsiders.
“Why does one of them look like Lu Yang?”
“He is Lu Yang? Yes, I have seen his portrait, he is Lu Yang!”
"I heard that when he was in the East China Sea, he had already understood the art of swordsmanship to the extent that everything can be a sword. He can even use people as swords and use one sword to transform ten thousand swords!"
“At that time, he was only in the Yuanying stage. In the Yuanying stage, he could use one sword to transform ten thousand swords. It was so terrifying.”
Those who can participate in the Sword Questioning Ceremony are all local geniuses. Their swordsmanship is unparalleled, and they are inevitably a little arrogant in their hearts. However, compared with Lu Yang, their swordsmanship talents are just like the others, and even the desire to compare has risen. Can't get up.
The nameless sword cultivator sitting in the corner had an intriguing smile on his lips: "Lu Yang, I don't know if he is qualified to let me try the sword."
In another corner, there was also an unknown swordsman who kept watching Lu Yang until he disappeared at the top of the stairs: "It doesn't look like that."
The last unknown sword cultivator sneered: "So what!"
The two unknown sword cultivators stared at each other with fierce eyes. They silently held the hilts of their swords with their right hands, as if they would draw their swords at each other if they disagreed.
At this time, the disciples from the outer sect of the Sword Tower came to the eighth floor with an elder of the Sword Tower, and pointed at the two unknown swordsmen sitting in the corner: "Elder, it's the two of them. When they reported at the door, they didn't even have names. He said he sneaked into our sword building!"
The elder looked at the two people condescendingly: "You two came in without registering. Should I invite you out, or should you leave on your own?"
One of the unknown sword cultivators raised the corners of his mouth slightly and looked at the elder with disdain: "If you want to drive me away, this is the way of hospitality in the sword building. You know who I am..."
Without saying a word, the elder opened the window and threw the two people out.
“I’m crazy. I didn’t mention my name when I registered. Now that I think about it, it’s too late.”
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“Senior Sister Xiaomi, Senior Brother Yue...look who I brought here.”
Mingtai took Lu Yang and the two to a stone room on the twelfth floor. There were six people gathered there. They were the six most talented among the Jianlou disciples besides Mingtai.
“Hello friends, I’m here, Lu Yang.” Lu Yang held the green-edged sword upside down and saluted with cupped fists.
“Fellow Taoist Lu Yang, I have long admired your name.” The six gentlemen of Jianlou stood up and saluted one after another. When they saw Lu Yang, their brows were filled with joy. It was not polite to say that they had admired his name for a long time.
“This is Miss Yun, traveling with me for the time being.”
“I’ve seen Miss Yun.”
"Hello." Yun Mengmeng stood aside obediently and said nothing. She knew very little about the outside world and would easily make jokes if she spoke too much.
“Come on, come on, let me introduce you to Senior Brother Lu Yang. This is Senior Sister Mi Li. Everyone likes to call her Senior Sister Xiaomi.”
Lu Yang noticed that Senior Sister Xiaomi's aura was rising and falling, floating erratically, indicating that she was in the stage of refining the void.
“This is Senior Brother Yue Chuan, a disciple of the original poster’s Guanzuo Sect.”
Yue Chuan looked like a libertine, holding a woman in his arms in public, without feeling anything wrong.
“This is Senior Brother Li Tang, the poster’s disciple of Guan Youmen.”
Li Tang was taciturn. He held a sword in his arms and raised his high ponytail. He simply nodded to Lu Yang without saying a word. He had the temperament of a swordsman.
Yun Mengmeng, who was silent on the side, couldn't help but ask: "What are the disciples of Guanzuomen and disciples of Guanyoumen?"
“At the beginning, the original poster decided to only accept one person as a closed disciple, but the two senior brothers were both excellent and it was hard to let them go, so they accepted them at the same time.”
“The host said that you have to close two doors anyway, so it’s normal to accept two disciples.”
“Senior Brother Li Tang is very shy and unwilling to speak. Please don’t take offense to Senior Brother Lu Yang.”
Mingtai made a round of introductions, but he still didn't introduce the woman in Yue Chuan's arms, which made Lu Yang a little strange.
"Who is this?"
“Oh, I forgot to introduce you. This is the Sword Spirit trained by Senior Brother Yue Chuan. He is very impressive. Senior Brother Yue Chuan is strengthening the communication with the Sword Spirit. He is the only one among the contemporary disciples of our sect who possesses the Sword Spirit.”
(End of this chapter)