The third senior brother Xiao Xinghe's swordsmanship training experience was of great help to Lu Ye. You must know that the third senior brother is only in the True Lake Realm now.
Lu Ye has been thinking since he got that sword skill experience, it would be great if he had more sword skill training experience.
But looking at Jiuzhou, there is really no sect in the Haotian League that is famous for practicing sword skills...
There is one sword cultivator sect, the Beixuan Sword Sect in Bingzhou, so sword cultivators from all the major sects in Kyushu like to go to the Beixuan Sword Sect to study and improve their attainments in swordsmanship.
Since Lu Ye is a swordsman, there is no point in going to Beixuan Sword Sect, but he can't go to Crazy Sword Sect. Crazy Sword Sect belongs to Ten Thousand Demons Ridge. If he really dares to go, let alone tomorrow's sun, it will be tonight. The moon cannot be seen.
If you can't go to the Crazy Sword Sect's main sect, there's no problem in breaking into the Crazy Sword Sect's station at Lingxi Battlefield.
He didn't ask the sword-wielding masters of the Crazy Sword Sect to give him any personal advice. He could just get twenty copies of his sword-skills training experience like that of the third senior brother.
If not, there were hundreds of sects in Ten Thousand Demon Ridge in the core circle, so how could he specifically target a Crazy Sword Sect.
And with what he said, the monks of the Crazy Blade Sect finally understood Lu Ye's intention here. .
To say that the property in the storage bag is worth less than 300,000 merit points is all nonsense. It is true that I came here to ask for sword training experience.
Within the large array of light curtains, they saw their own guard being injured by Lu Ye's blow. When someone couldn't hold back, they swayed and rushed towards Lu Ye.
Lu Ye lowered his eyes and pointed the long knife diagonally at the ground. His spiritual power surged and the blade of the knife was filled with flames.
"Stop!" The man shouted angrily, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his monk stopped walking.
We must not let our cultivators fight with Lu Yiye. If this fight breaks out, everyone present will die who knows how many people will die before it is over. Xuan Qing Palace is a lesson learned from the past!
The first station that Lu Yiye conquered in the inner circle was Xuanqing Palace. In that battle, 70% to 80% of the monks in Xuanqing Palace were killed, and their vitality was severely damaged. It will take who knows how many years to recover.
Although the level of the Crazy Sword Sect is higher than that of the Xuanqing Palace, the overall strength of the Lingxi level monks is really not much better than that of the Xuanqing Palace.
Lu Yiye could kill 70% of the cultivators of the Xuanqing Palace, and he could naturally kill 70% of the Kuangdao Sect. By then, he would not even be able to save his own residence, and the accumulation of more than ten generations would be destroyed in one fell swoop.
After taking a deep breath, the man said: "Lu Yiye, don't go too far."
"If you can't make the decision, go find someone who can make the decision. I still have important things to do. I'll wait for you for half an hour. If you don't give me a satisfactory result after half an hour, I will destroy your Crazy Blade Sect station. !”
The man stared at Lu Ye deeply for a while, then turned around and said a few words to the people around him, and left in a hurry.
He really couldn't make the decision on such a big matter. He had to return to the Jiuzhou sect to ask the strong men in the sect for instructions.
Lu Ye put the Panshan knife in his hand into the scabbard, held the scabbard in front of him, put his hands on the handle of the knife, closed his eyes and rested, waiting.
A group of cultivators from the Crazy Sword Sect confronted him dozens of feet away, but because of the orders given by their own guard before leaving, no one dared to act rashly. They could only stare at Lu Ye hatefully, using their eyes to vent their grievances. and anger.
Some people looked at Lu Ye curiously. After all, they had heard the name of Lu Yiye of the Blue Blood Sect many times, but this was the first time they actually saw a living person.
Time passes little by little.
Suddenly, a heroic female cultivator walked out of the crowd, holding a cup of tea in her hands, and served it to Lu Ye.
"A distinguished guest is here, please have some tea!"
Lu Ye opened his eyes and looked at her condescendingly.
A sarcastic smile appeared on the female cultivator's lips: "Don't you dare?"
It is true that they can't beat Lu Ye, but if they are bullied to the doorstep and don't fight back, then they are not fearless swordsmen.
Before the guards leave, ask them not to conflict with Lu Ye.
Just serving tea is naturally not a conflict, and it is also the way to treat guests.
But no one in Lu Ye's position would dare to drink this cup of tea casually. Who knows whether the tea is poisonous or not? The female cultivator just wanted to use this method to silently fight back and dispel Lu Ye's arrogance.
If Lu Ye didn't dare to accept the tea, then the reputation of Lu Yiye, who was as timid as a mouse, would definitely be spread in the future. Anyway, this guy had a lot of names, and he didn't care about one more.
Just when the female cultivator was thinking this, Lu Ye raised his hand to bring the tea cup over, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.
It doesn’t matter if it’s poisonous or not, it won’t kill him anyway!
The female cultivator's eyes twitched.
There was no poison in the tea, but she really didn't expect that Lu Yiye would be so bold. She secretly regretted it. She wish she had put some poison in the tea! Maybe he could be poisoned to death directly, which would be a great feat.
Now it seems like she really came to offer tea to Lu Ye...
Within half an hour, the man who left earlier returned.
He separated from the crowd and stood in front of the monks. Before he could speak, Lu Ye spoke first: "I don't accept any bargaining. Your Crazy Sword Sect has been passed down for so many years, and there are countless strong men who use swords. Twenty copies of the sword The experience of practicing martial arts is nothing to you."
The words came to the man's lips but he couldn't say them out.
Before coming, the elders of the sect had given clear instructions to try their best to bargain with Lu Ye to see if they could give him some knowledge on swordsmanship practice. Although these things were not unique, giving them to Lu Yiye meant When it comes to supporting the enemy, it is natural to give as little as you can and as little as you can.
This is different from the nature of the property given before...
But Lu Ye had obviously expected it and blocked the conversation directly, leaving the Crazy Blade Sect with no chance at all.
After giving Lu Ye a deep look, the man raised his hand and threw out a storage bag, and Lu Ye grabbed it.
The storage bag did not have a restricted lock. He reached in and took out a notebook. He randomly selected one and opened it to read. The ink on it had not completely dried, so it must have been newly copied.
After roughly scanning the above content, I am sure that it is the experience of practicing swordsmanship.
I checked several books in a row and there were no big problems.
Lu Ye then carefully put away these sword skills training experience, raised his eyes to look at the man, stretched out his hand and said: "Things!"
The man said solemnly: "What?"
What else?
Lu Ye said matter-of-factly: "It's what I gave you in the beginning!"
The man looked at Lu Ye in shock: "You want to go back?"
"Nonsense!" Lu Ye said expressionlessly, "That's the money your Crazy Blade Sect paid to buy peace. Of course, I want to take it back. Of course, if you don't want this peace, I don't care."
His liver ached with masculinity, so he took off the storage bag from his waist and threw it directly to Lu Ye.
Lu Ye put it away and said again: "Should I leave on my own, or do you let me go?"
"Start the formation!" the man shouted.
If you don't let them go, they can leave, so why cause more trouble? Although I am holding back anger in my heart, the most important thing for now is to send this plague god away as soon as possible!
A gap opened in the formation, and Lu Ye rose into the sky and disappeared in an instant.
Looking at the direction in which Lu Ye was leaving, each of the cultivators from the Crazy Blade Sect clenched their fists, endless humiliation and anger surging in their hearts.
The royal weapon flew into the air, Lu Ye checked the Shifen Map, and flew towards the Ten Thousand Poison Forest according to the guidance of the Shifen Map.
The matters in the core circle were almost settled. Except for the twenty-three sects in Ten Thousand Demon Ridge that he had conquered before, all the other sects had paid their peace money. Lu Ye couldn't help but cause trouble again.
He is ready to return to the original Blue Blood Sect.
He was still the Guardian of the Blue Blood Sect, so he had to transfer the status of Guardian to the right person before being promoted to Yunhe.
Furthermore, those twenty-three camps were breached and a large amount of blessings were plundered, which also needs to be returned to the sect for processing.
In addition, he was carrying too many storage bags, which were worth fifty to sixty million in merit and had to be returned to the sect and handed over to Shui Yuan. Lu Ye was not at ease with so many things on him.
There are still ten days left for the baptism of the Tianji reward. According to previous experiences and Lu Ye's estimation, after this time, the spiritual mist in the Tianji Pond will not be of much help to him.
My cultivation in the Lingxi realm has come to an end, and I have gained all the benefits I deserve. Except for one thing left to do, there is no need to stay on the Lingxi battlefield.
The reason for going to the Ten Thousand Poison Forest was naturally to leave some training supplies for the woman Hua Ci.
After determining the direction and flying all the way, a message suddenly came from the battlefield mark.
Lu Ye investigated and found out that it was Second Senior Sister Shui Yuan who was delivering the message.
"Before you are promoted to Yunhe, please return to our sect!"
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Lu Ye didn't know why the second senior sister told him this, but he had originally planned to return to the station.
Two days later, Lu Ye fell straight into the Ten Thousand Poison Forest and appeared in front of the wooden house.
I didn’t see Hua Ci. Where should this woman practice?
Lu Ye didn't go looking for her. He went to the third floor, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep happily.
Looking at the entire Lingxi battlefield, this is the only place where he can completely relax his mind. Even in the station, there is no place where he can feel at ease.
It's a pity that he can't stay here forever.
He didn't know how long he had slept before he was woken up by a smell of fragrance and laughter. When Lu Ye opened his eyes, he found that it was already broad daylight, and the voices of Yiyi and Hua Ci came from the window.
Lu Ye stood up, walked to the window and looked down. He saw smoke curling from the kitchen below, and two women were busy talking and laughing.
He put his arms on the side of the window and looked down quietly, feeling warm in his heart.
If Hua Ci hadn't put some lively and weird gadgets into an earthen pot to make soup, the warmth would have lasted for a long time.
"Lu Ye, are you awake?" Yiyi raised her head, met Lu Ye's eyes, and raised her hand to say hello.
"Yeah!" Lu Ye responded casually and retracted his head: "Call me when you can eat."
He sat cross-legged on the bed, took out a book of sword practice experience from his storage bag, and studied it carefully.
As the sect with the highest concentration of swordsmen, the Crazy Sword Sect is also a first-class sect. There are countless strong swordsmen in the sect since ancient times, and the experience of practicing swordsmanship passed down is also incalculable.
