Chapter 337 Give it a try with your life

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Provoking trouble in public, taking the initiative to ask Jian Lingzhen.

It's a long way from the Eight Hundred Miles Flame Mountain to here, and a special trip to Xuanyuan Taiping on Tongtian Island.

The only daughter of Xuanyuan Yin, the master of Xuanyuan Sword Furnace.

Five years have passed.

Xuanyuan Taiping, a strange woman with a natural Vulcan body, has a very well developed figure and body shape, and is no longer a monolithic "Princess Taiping".

As soon as he entered the island, holding his father's "Pangu" magic ax in his hand, Xuanyuan Taiping easily defeated Wei Mingshui, who had just refined his natal sword.

Wei Mingshui's natal sword, named "Jiang He" by Fei Xin, was slashed to the point where he lost more than half of his spiritual power.

All rivers and rivers have entered my heart. The name of this sword is originally to pay tribute to the goddess Lan Shuang, whose soul and spirit have all entered my heart.

But Wei Mingshui is just Wei Mingshui, not Lan Shuang, the "God of Killing" from the Dapu Dynasty.

The genius female cultivator Xuanyuan Taiping, after instantly killing Wei Mingshui whose natal sword was badly damaged, happened to bump into the female disciple of Zhe Liu, Guan Zhe.

A conflict broke out immediately between the two, and a war began!

Xuanyuan Taiping, who was clearly one level higher than the third-level Pingxu realm, was tied with Concern, who had not yet broken through the realm. It was hard to tell the difference for a while.

Xuanyuan and care.

When two young female monks were fighting fiercely on the island, one dressed in green robes came over holding the Divine Sword of Paradise.

I could only hear the young master saying loudly: "Xuanyuan is in peace, don't bother with anyone anymore, I, Ling Zhen, am here to accept your sword inquiry!"

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As far as Xuanyuan Taiping is concerned, a five-year sword quest has come to an end.

The only daughter of the Xuanyuan family refined the inner-orifice flying sword called "Water Walking", which complemented the Vulcan body and could produce powerful martial arts with a large number of fire-attribute spiritual roots.

pity.

To Ling Zhen, this is no different than a child playing house.

The young man in green robe showed great majesty, his Dharma was majestic, and the Fire Spirit Knight was mighty and unparalleled.

The majestic giant fire blade cut off Xuanyuan Taiping's head, completely ignoring the "Water Walking" sword.

The God of Fire can cook and kill all living creatures, including a mere female nun!

Xuanyuan Taiping, who was shocked by the majestic power and felt his liver and gallbladder burst into tears. He never expected that Ling Zhen would make such great progress in five years, his knees went weak.

In front of the onlookers, he knelt before Ling Zhen's fire spirit statue.

Abandon your weapons and surrender, take the initiative to admit defeat.

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In the Guangming Cave of Blind Mountain, the instructor Fei Xin reported the situation of the sword question to the principal.

Principal Zhuge commented on this: "Caring, and the girl with the surname Xuanyuan, both of them have first-rate talent in cultivation. As long as they practice hard over time, they will become great talents in the future."

Fei Xin thought for a while and asked, "What about Ling Zhen?"

Zhuge Jielu smiled and said: "He is the same as my second disciple Zhang Shu. They are both at the highest level in the world, second only to Yu Youcong. As long as Ling and Zhang are alive, there is no doubt that their future will be They will all be in the eighth-level Dao Realm, with both swordsmanship and martial arts reaching the pinnacle."

After Fei Xin hesitated for a moment, he couldn't help but ask: "Will there be a dispute between the avenues?"

Zhuge Jielu, the great emperor of the human race, smiled kindly and said: "It's possible, but it's unlikely."

Fei Xin breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhuge Jielu said to himself: "This human world, after geniuses such as Yu Youcong and Lan Shuang, seems destined to be brought to a more magnificent scene by the younger generation."

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After losing to Ling Zhen, Xuanyuan Taiping was able to successfully "enter" the Shang Academy with the huge investment from his father Xuanyuan Yin.

The test scores are quite high and the entrance exam results are excellent. Xuanyuan Taiping has been ranked among the top ten since Zhuge founded the school.

If the written test score can be higher, there may be hope of entering the top five.

What's even more incredible is that Xuanyuan Taiping, who had just entered school a few days ago, was actually successfully accepted into the sword cultivator's water torture sect by her.

He became Teacher Shui’s only direct disciple!

Ling Zhen, who knew the inside story, didn't take it seriously and thought it was reasonable.

Xuanyuan Yin used a very valuable robe to buy his daughter the opportunity to become a master.

It's just that Ling Zhen is a little confused. There are so many tutors in the college, why is it water torture?

But if you think about it for a moment, you will understand.

Yes.

Teacher Shui Xing is most proficient in the fire-attribute spiritual root technique, which is the most suitable for Xuanyuan Taiping.

With such a famous teacher and top-notch talented students, there is bound to be a great path ahead.

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Zhang Wei lived up to expectations and fired his natal sword as if it were a matter of course.

As a member of the Bingyou clan, as a monk from Shuanghan Continent who practiced swordsmanship all over the world.

If the natal sword cannot be used, it seems to be an even rarer thing.

After absorbing a small part of Zhuge Jie's sword power when he killed Bai Luan, Zhang Shu's sword orifices in his body opened into two!

Once he owns two natal swords, he is indeed worthy of the name of "great genius".

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Blind Mountain.

An open area somewhere in the mountains.

Zhang Shu took the initiative to "invite" Ling Zhen to "discuss" with him.

It's said to be an invitation, but it's said to be just a discussion.

In fact, no one on either side was polite.

Their masters, Zhuge Jielu and Ying Chun, were not around, and there was no one to guide them. There were only two people with four natal swords.

Ling Zhen has two natal swords, Vulcan and Yin Lei.

Zhang Wei also has two natal swords, one is called "Shen Tu" and the other is called "Yulei".

It can summon a lot of gods and spirits to fight.

The reason why it is said to be extremely large is because the number of "gods" can be continuously doubled and there is no specific upper limit.

For example, there was only one statue at the beginning, but as the war progressed, it would gradually become two, four, eight, sixteen, thirty-two...

Therefore, the battle with Zhang Zui must be fought quickly. The longer the delay, the more disadvantageous it will be!

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Two young swordsmen were fighting fiercely in the blind mountain.

The power of the sword is strong, and the strong energy is everywhere.

This was the first time that Ling and Zhang used flying swords as a duel tool.

The young man in Xuanpao, Zhang Shu, was even better than Ling Zhen in his boxing and kicking skills. There was yellow and blue Qi in his palms, which surged infinitely.

The palm force is used as sword energy, and drawing the sword can also be regarded as passing the palm in a certain sense.

This strange alternation of swords and palms made even the experienced Ling Zhen feel troubled.

The young man in green robe, knowing that he was slightly inferior in terms of realm, spared no effort in using all the sword moves.

The Art of Victory over Heaven, the Infinite Frost Blade, the Drinking Wine... Each sword is exquisite and rare in the world.

While Zhang Wei used various martial arts to resist the sword attacks, he also controlled his two flying swords, constantly cutting the heaven and earth, splitting more and more golden bodies of gods to join the battle.

Ling Zhen was in the huge dharma form of the Fire Spirit Knight, and he continued to fight with Zhang Wei, who was also wrapped in the golden body dharma form. He never stopped for a moment while passing swords and fists.

The mountain is full of fire, thunder is rolling, and the golden light shines, it can be said to be very sacred.

Its momentum is so huge that it has even disrupted some of the right circumstances.

As for "harmony".

It is these two young people who have the natal sword, one is Xuan and the other is Qing, they are equally matched.

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A good fight in Blind Mountain.

The final "win or lose" could not be determined due to the intervention of Vice Principal Yang Jie, that is, Senior Brother Zhang Shu.

After the battle.

Ling Zhencheng sincerely invited Zhang Zhu to the "Amnesia Bar" he opened, and drank a cup of wine in front of the young man named Zhang Xuanpao, "smiling away grudges."

After three rounds of drinking, the two of them hooked up on each other's shoulders, laughing and talking without any grudge.

Really laugh it off and forget about it completely.

Perhaps it was because he was drunk, but Zhang Shu, who had always had a calm personality, started talking more and more rarely.

He looked at the young man in green robe sitting next to him and said slowly: "Ling Zhen, we can be regarded as friends who don't know each other. It's not a loss if we can make friends in this Shang Academy. Come on, I respect you." One drink for you.”

Ling Zhen clinked glasses with him, with a smile on his face, "I, Ling Zhen, have a lot of friends, one more is not much, but friends like you, Zhang Shu... who beat me to death, are really pitiful, and I almost never have any friends." ."

Zhang Shu smiled slightly, then paused, and then said: "I will stay in the college until April next year at most, and then I will leave."

Ling Zhen raised his eyebrows, "Where are you going?"

Zhang Shu said truthfully: "Although I don't like the 'Sword City' that I returned to Shuanghan Continent very much, it is still my home after all. There are some household matters that I, the young city lord of Sword City, need to do."

Ling Zhen felt very curious and hurriedly asked: "In that case, Zhao Kui, the Lord of Sword City, is your father?"

Ling Zhen once had a rough idea of ​​the distribution of forces in Frost Frost Continent from the old-fashioned teacher Cao Pingcao.

One continent is bounded by the boundary, leaving aside the Biyou Palace, the headquarters of the Sword Sect, located in the South China Sea.

On the mainland, there is "Lingshan" in the north and "Sword Capital" in the south.

The person who is in charge of Lingshan is Zhaoran, the great emperor of the Bingyou tribe.

The lord of the Sword City, whose surname was Zhao Mingkui, was a direct descendant of Zhao Ran.

In this way, Zhang Shu also has the bloodline of the Bingyou tribe's great emperor.

Hear Zhang Shu slowly say: "Yes, my real name is 'Zhao Shu', and the Lord of Sword City, Zhaokui, is my father, but I hate him because of that dictator who only knows how to do tyrannical things, my sister Zhaoxue was forced to death, and my mother committed suicide because of it... Zhaokui caused the death of my sister and my mother. Not only did I not want to recognize him as my father, I didn't even want to have the same surname as him! He named me Zhaokui. , I just want to change my surname to Zhang, there has never been a young city lord of Jiandu named Zhao in this world, only me, Zhang Shu!"

After hearing these transformations, Ling Zhen was silent for a long time, then suddenly raised his head and looked directly at Zhang Shu, and said: "You are from the Frost Frost Continent. You must know the surname of the Thousand Gold Dynasty, right?"

Zhang Shu was a little confused, "It's Yao...what's wrong?"

Ling Zhen took a sip of strong wine and said, "That day at the Yanbo Pavilion, I almost killed Bai Yunji because of his rude words and insulted my mother. My mother's name is Yao Ying, and she was once the royal princess of the Qianjin Dynasty. , because he eloped with my father Ling Pu, he was expelled from the Yao family tree. Before leaving Shuanghan Continent, his brother Yao Hong had a natal sword orifice disabled. Because of the hidden wounds left in his body, my mother , passed away five years ago.”

Zhang Wei looked sad when he heard this. He just stretched out his hand and patted the young man in green robe on the shoulder to show encouragement.

But what Ling Zhen said next made him so shocked that he almost lost his grip on the wine glass in his hand.

I could only hear the Qing Pao Ke saying with great righteousness: "So, I have a wish, to avenge my mother, and go to your Qianjin Dynasty capital in Shuanghan Continent to have a sword fight, so that my mother's ashes can enter the Yao family's ancestral mountain."

Zhang Shu was extremely surprised. He stared at his eyes and said, "You didn't drink too much, did you Ling Zhen? The Qianjin Dynasty is the most prosperous country in the entire frost continent. It is said that swordsmanship is as good as clouds and warriors are like forests. It's like Gongzu Ruoyun." wait……"

Before the young man in Xuanpao could finish his words, Ling Zhenzhen interrupted: "I am serious, there is absolutely no chance of me talking nonsense while drunk. No matter how powerful the Qianjin Dynasty is, the place where swords should be asked is always Go and ask for swordsmanship! My father, the God of War, Ling Pu, the God of Sword Yu Youcong, who has been in love with my mother for so many years, and my uncle Zhe Liu... Because of my mother's instructions before she died, I cannot step foot into the Shuanghan Continent in this life. They It's them. I'm different from them. My mother never asked me not to go to Shuanghanzhou. But now that I've gone to my mother's hometown, how can I not take revenge? My mother's last wish is very simple, that is, she wants to die. As her son, how can I not help fulfill this wish of being able to enter Yao's ancestral grave?"

As he spoke with excitement, Ling Zhen drank the spicy wine in the glass in one breath and continued to speak loudly: "The capital of the Thousand Gold Dynasty is called Chaotian City, right? I, Ling Zhen, have practiced swords for more than ten or twenty years, so I should be the one to do it." I will go to Chaotian City to ask the sword carefully. As for whether I can live after asking the sword, and whether my mother's ashes can be buried in the ancestral mountain... I will not consider these things at all, because it is useless to think about it more. It will only increase my worries and reduce my morale. That's all. Since it is something that must be done, it doesn't matter even if I risk my life. As long as I have a clear conscience, even if I fail to accomplish it in the end and die in the city, it is because of my destiny, Ling Zhen. I can't blame anyone. , I won’t have any regrets at all!”

Zhang Shu was silent for a long time. After a long time, he solemnly said: "Do you want me to do something for you?"

Ling Zhen did not answer this question.

The young man in green robes with shining eyes sat in his seat, his waist straight, and said to himself: "Try it, this time, try it with your life..."