"So, Yan Chixia still has to worry about being number one in the world, so why don't you call her master?"
A barrage asked.
Pei Yuanqing smiled and nodded.
Everyone's awe for the former went to a higher level: "I don't know if he has awakened the memory of his previous life. I really want to witness his supreme grace with my own eyes."
"Yan Chixia, who is slightly inferior, has woken up. How can the best in the world not wake up?"
"She probably woke up earlier than Yan Chixia. She is hiding in an absolutely safe place and developing quietly, waiting for the day when the dragon will go out to sea and amaze the world."
"Hey, Yan Chixia woke up? When did it happen? Why didn't I know?"
"Infinite Heavenly Lord, the secrets of heaven must not be revealed."
"Why do I need you to know? I have to warn you before I wake up?"
"Can't I ask? You're so mean-mouthed, are you kidding me?"
Seeing that a verbal battle was about to begin in the live broadcast room, Pei Yuanqing hurriedly dropped a bombshell: "Actually, there is another realm beyond the realm of everything being a sword."
Uh-huh!
The water friends instantly fell silent, waiting for Pei Yuanqing to continue his story. Even Zhao Zijing couldn't help but send a barrage, asking: "How dare I ask my friend what state he is in."
"The Swordless Realm!"
"But the world's number one, how far has it reached?"
"You underestimate the number one in the world."
Pei Yuanqing shook his head: "The so-called realm of swordsmanship is within the rules, but the number one in the world, he is the maker of the rules, and has already jumped out of the rules of swordsmanship."
"Like the empress of three green mountains."
"If kendo is compared to a high mountain, and Yan Chixia is the person standing on the top of the mountain, then the number one in the world is the sky on the top of the mountain, overlooking all living beings."
“Let’s use a popular meme on the Internet to describe it.”
Pei Yuanqing's voice paused: "You got 100 points in the exam because you could only get 100 points in the test, but he got 100 points because the paper only had 100 points..."
"This is the gap between the current swordsmanship and the best swordsmanship in the world. He is so far ahead of his time that no one can even match him!"
A sentence suddenly appeared in Zhao Zijing's mind: An enemy defeated by me will never be regarded as an opponent by me. I will give you time to catch up until you are out of sight...
Unparalleled arrogance!
"Fortunately, I am not a sword cultivator, otherwise I would be so desperate with such a high mountain above my head." A monk sighed, and then changed the subject:
"Senior Pei, you are a sword cultivator, have you ever reached the swordless state?"
"Never."
Pei Yuanqing did not feel embarrassed at all, and admitted generously: "After reincarnation, my state is almost the same as that of Yan Chixia at her peak a thousand years ago."
"Then, if you live your life again, are you confident that you will surpass the best in the world?"
"There are many ways to insult people, you have to choose the most straightforward one."
Pei Yuanqing rolled his eyes and said speechlessly: "Comparing me with a being who has opened up a unique way in the world, where is your brain?"
…
It feels like the power of the sword array is getting weaker and weaker.
So Zhao Zijing was watching Pei Yuanqing's anchor while leading a group of reincarnations to break the formation. As a result, he was distracted and lost his mind, and was taken advantage of by flying swords.
"puff!"
The surging sword light struck Zhao Zijing's chest mercilessly, knocking him back several meters. Before he could stabilize his body, more than a hundred flying swords came rushing towards him.
"Damn it, I can't hide, I have to fight!"
You can't escape even if you have wings.
Zhao Zijing regretted it and prepared to burn his soul in a desperate fight.
At this critical moment.
There was actually another sword energy, with lightning speed, it slashed out from the crowd, crossed the side of his face, blocked in front of him, and forced the flying sword to stop.
Zhao Zijing's eyelids twitched, he followed the sword marks in the void and turned back sharply.
But saw behind him.
A bearded man carried a giant sword and greeted him with a smile:
"I ask you how you are doing."
Zhao Zijing, who had recovered his strength, was overjoyed and stepped forward to greet him:
"It's really you...Yan Chixia, fellow Taoist Yan!"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this:
"Huh? Is this person Yan Chixia?"
"Not to mention, you can recognize him at a glance just by his beard, hahaha."
"Then why did you deny it just now?"
Yan Chixia explained to him: "I don't blame this fellow Taoist. Yan used the disguise technique. This technique has been passed down from ancient times. It is normal for ordinary monks to not be able to see through it."
I see.
Hearing Yan Chixia take the initiative to admit her identity, the live broadcast room was in an uproar:
"Let me knock, the living Yan Chixia is so cool!"
"Yan Chixia has already appeared, can the number one in the world be far behind?"
"It's so masculine. I like this one."
"Mr. Zhao, why are you still standing there? Go ahead and get close to him!"
Yan Chixia looked at the barrage and smiled without saying a word.
However, Zhao Zijing was awakened by the water friends and quickly bowed to Yan Chixia:
"Thank you fellow Taoist for saving my life."
"It's a small matter, don't worry about it."
Yan Chixia waved her hand: "Speaking of which, I had some intention of using fellow Taoist to break the formation. Now that I save my fellow daoist's life, I can repay my karma."
"One code equals another. The life-saving grace is beyond heaven and cannot be lumped together."
Zhao Zijing looked serious and said solemnly: "Anyway, if my fellow Taoist is of any use to Zhao in the future, just let me know and I will go up to the mountain of swords and go down to the sea of fire, no matter what!"
There is an element of repayment, but more of it is taking the opportunity to get involved with Yan Chixia.
"Easy to say, easy to say."
Yan Chixia saw through it but did not expose it, and readily agreed.
He had just awakened the memory of his past life, and he was currently at a low point. There was a long-established golden elixir master who was willing to protect him, so he naturally had no reason to refuse.
See the time is ripe.
Zhao Zijing and Yan Chixia reminisced about the past, and then asked the question that had been buried in his heart: "By the way, Fellow Taoist Yan, the best in the world..."
Yan Chixia pondered for a moment, looked around, nodded slightly, and said:
"As you expected, he has awakened the memory of his past life. My sword heart told me that the aura that made his heart palpitate, well, should be... right in Zhijiang!"
Hiss~
The world's number one reincarnation is in Zhijiang? Wouldn't that be right next to them?
The reincarnations who exchanged glances with each other felt anxious in their hearts.
Yan Chixia seemed to have guessed their thoughts: "Yan kindly advises all comrades not to search for his footprints, let alone disturb his life."
"Yan has a good relationship with him, but to be honest, he has a very bad temper. If you make him unhappy, even if Yan takes action, he won't be able to protect you!"
Speaking of which.
Yan Chixia couldn't help but think of the scene when Chen Yi first entered the world: he seemed to have never bowed his head to any demon, and he had never taken half a step back in any battle...
Um.
Are newborn calves afraid of tigers? Is it fearless to be ignorant? Perhaps, only someone with such an unscrupulous character could be able to wield such a lawless sword.
Chen Yi: Haha, you’re overthinking, it’s just someone giving me support.
Chatting and chatting.
Zhao Zijing and Yan Chixia came to the fourth sword formation.
"Together?"
"good."
Considering that more terrifying sword formations would appear later if they were unable to protect themselves, the two decided to work together to break the formation and try to clear the sword formation as quickly as possible with minimal casualties.
"Okay, we can see Yan Chixia take action again."
"Look hard and study hard, maybe you will be the next best in the world."
"Eh."
"Please analyze, did Yan Chixia and Tian Xia No. 1 seal any treasures in the ruins? Could it be magical weapons, magic or the like? I'm really looking forward to it!"
"Even if there is a magic weapon, you can't get it. What are you waiting for?"
…
Chen Yi's home.
The moment he hung up the video call, Chen Yi collapsed directly onto the fake leather sofa. His face was pale, his breathing was disordered, and he looked like he had overindulged.
"Eighteen drops of sword essence..."
He stared blankly at the ceiling and murmured: "It's... It's really not possible anymore. It's been squeezed dry. It's reached its limit. There won't be any more left."
Even he himself didn't expect that he could surpass the number of nine poles by so much.
Take a short break.
Chen Yi struggled to get up from the ground, sat cross-legged on the sofa, circulated the sword energy in his Dantian, and condensed the eighteen drops of sword essence: all the eighteen drops of sword essence were integrated into one.
The sword pattern between his eyebrows was completely solidified, and around him, there were strands of pure and extreme sword energy, surging crazily, causing the void to continue to break and heal.
"Phew, finally the foundation is established."
Reaching out to hide the sword pattern between his eyebrows, Chen Yi smiled contentedly and was about to do something to reward himself... Suddenly, he noticed something and frowned.
"Huh? The spiritual energy between heaven and earth seems to be stronger than before...?"
Think about it.
Chen Yi hesitated for a few seconds and tried to breathe out the spiritual energy.
Several big week divas.
"As expected."
A bright light flashed in his sword eyes, and he fell into deep thought:
"Is it because of me? Or... is it the general trend?"
Chen Yi, who had learned the essence of Qingnv's conceit, didn't take it to heart at all: "But this is a good thing. Maybe my swordsmanship will be perfected because of this."
"That's it, let's wait and see and go out for a walk."
"It's been almost a month since I've been in seclusion, and my bones are almost rusty... By the way, I haven't washed my feet for a long time, and I still have a few thousand dollars in savings in the club downstairs that haven't been spent."
make up one's mind.
Chen Yi was watching the live broadcast and changing his clothes: "Hey, Senior Brother Yan was exposed? To save Zhao Zijing... Alas, he still likes to do chivalry and righteousness as he did a thousand years ago."
"With the addition of Senior Brother Yan, I'm afraid the speed of breaking the formation will be much faster... But Yunuwugua, eighteen drops of sword essence, the Golden Pill monk can't beat me, so why can't I run away?"
He hoped that Yan Chixia could break through the golden elixir in this life so that he could have a rival.
How do you say that?
After Lu Bu's death, Guan Yu looked at everyone as a traitor, a tame chicken and a dog.
This sentence also applies to Chen Yi today.
Without Bai Hu'er's face, no one can catch his eye.
Really no one can cure it!
After changing his clothes, Chen Yi walked towards the door.
At this time.
A burst of rapid footsteps suddenly sounded in the corridor.
His movement to open the door stalled, and then he released his spiritual energy. When he saw the incoming people, all of them were masked in black, his eyebrows suddenly turned cold: the intuition of the foundation-building monk told him...
The visitor is not good!
