Jian Jue was born in the "Tianjian Villa" and had never stepped outside the Villa before entering the world to gain experience.
He has received the purest sword cultivation education in Jian Yicheng since he was a child. Like most of the villa disciples, he has always firmly believed in one point of view.
Sword cultivators are the most powerful beings.
Tianjian Villa is the most awesome sect in the world!
Ruins, broken walls, broken swords, and scattered bones.
The sight before him almost completely shattered the faith he had grown up with.
Jian Jue stumbled around among the ruins. Under the agitation of his mind, the dignified and powerful Lingzun unexpectedly walked sloppily and stood unsteadily.
Yes, Jian Jue at this time has already entered the realm of spiritual master.
Since the secret realm of "Tianjian Villa" was destroyed by Liu Qiqi, Sage Tianjian spent a lot of money and made a deal with Sage Guo Tianwei, so that Jianjue could obtain the "Sansi Valley" trial quota.
The so-called "Sansi Valley" is a secret place in "Si Cliff". It is said that the remnant souls of ancient powerful men wander in the valley.
Every year as winter approaches, this holy land in the Jingyu Empire will select the best young disciples and send them to the "Sansi Valley" to come into contact with the ancient remnant souls. If any disciple is lucky enough to pass the trial and obtain the remnant souls With recognition, it is very likely that one will make great progress in cultivation and obtain unimaginable benefits.
Of course, it is by no means an easy thing to resonate with the remnant soul.
Even though the "Three Thoughts Valley" sits on the "Thinking Cliff", the last time a person passed the test was more than thirty years ago.
"Teacher, master!"
A sword on the ground attracted Jian Jue's attention. He instantly recognized that it was Master Jian Yicheng's beloved sword "Liu Jue". The sword was four feet long and the blade was in the color of copper. From a distance, it looked like Broken copper and iron, inconspicuous.
In fact, among the famous swords in the entire "Tianjian Villa", the Six Ultimate Sword is also a magical weapon that can be ranked in the top five, but at this time, it is like broken copper and iron, abandoned here alone.
Beside the Liujue Sword, Jian Yicheng's body could not be seen, only the charred black bones scattered on the ground.
A heartbreaking sadness instantly overwhelmed Jian Jue. His knees softened and he knelt down next to the skeleton with a "plop". He was in a trance for a while, his vision was blurred, and he didn't know where he was.
"When you can defeat me, I will pass the Six Jue Swords to you as a gift from my master." Jian Yicheng's voice seemed to ring in his ears. Jian Jue trembled his arms and bent down to pick it up. He grabbed the Six Ultimate Sword on the ground.
Ever since he could remember, he had been coveting this Six Ultimate Sword. Jian Yicheng would often use the divine sword as bait to urge his apprentices to practice hard in swordsmanship.
"Master, the disciple is back." Jian Jue held the Six Jue Sword, his eyes were slightly red, but he did not shed tears, he just whispered to himself.
"For this year's 'Three Thoughts Valley' trial, 'Thinking Cliff' sent out seven candidates, plus disciples, a total of eight people."
"In the end, only the disciple was recognized by an ancient sword cultivator and received the inheritance of spiritual power and enlightenment. The other seven people all returned without success. The elders of 'Si Cliff' were very angry."
"Master, now that I have mastered the cultivation of a spiritual master, I can even faintly touch the edge of the great road. In another ten or twenty years, I may be able to become a spiritual master, compete with you, and win six titles with my ability. Absolute sword!"
"While in 'Si Cliff', the disciple also met an Elder Liu who was a master of swordsmanship. This man was very skilled in swordsmanship and was kind-hearted. He also taught the disciples a lot of knowledge of swordsmanship. He once said that he had long admired the reputation of his master and hoped that one day , I can discuss things with you."
"It's a pity that now that you are no longer alive, you cannot give the Six Ultimate Sword to your disciples, and you have no chance to compete with Elder Liu."
"Destroy the human body, but leave the skeleton. If the disciple guessed correctly, the murderer who killed you and your fellow disciples must have come from the 'Dark Temple'."
"This Six Ultimate Sword will be kept by the disciple for the time being. If one day the disciple can kill all the 'Dark Temple' thieves with this sword, he should be considered to have surpassed you, Master, right?"
"At that time, my sword will be worthy of being called the true master of the Six Ultimate Sword!"
Jian Jue reached out and wiped the wet corners of his eyes to prevent tears from falling. He inserted the Six Jue Sword behind his back, then lowered his head and kowtowed three times to Jian Yicheng's withered bones.
As a sword cultivator, you can die, but you can never cry!
This is the teaching of Jian Yicheng, and it is also a sentence that all the sword cultivators in the entire "Tianjian Villa" always talk about.
After kowtowing, Jian Jue stood up and bowed deeply to the skeletons of his fellow disciples around him. Then he turned around and strode away without burying his master and the people of "Tianjian Villa" at all. the meaning of.
If you die, you will die. If your body falls on the soil, it will merge with heaven and earth. Why bury it?
This sentence also comes from the teachings of Jian Yicheng.
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"This, this is...?"
Looking at the "couriers" lined up in front of him, Zhong Wen was stunned and didn't know what to think for a moment.
There were twelve people blocking the carriage, six of them were wearing yellow jackets and the other six were wearing blue shorts. After receiving some knowledge from the coachman on the way, Zhong Wen knew that yellow and blue were from "SF Express" For work clothes, the yellow clerk is responsible for receiving the goods, while the blue clerk is responsible for delivering the goods. This is the division of labor formulated by Shisanniang herself.
The guys from "SF Express" are very fast and the price of delivering a single item is not expensive. It didn't take long before they were smoothly integrated into the lives of the people in Daqian. Many people affectionately called them "Huang Express". Run, run,” and “blue run, run.”
"Zhong Shenxian!" Huang Paopao waved excitedly to Zhong Wen, "I am Xiao Song. Yesterday you just asked me to bring a message to the... shopkeeper!"
"It turns out to be Brother Song." Zhong Wen recognized this person as the "courier" he stopped on the roadside the day before, and a gentle smile appeared on his face, "What are you...?"
"Yesterday I brought your message to the... shopkeeper." Xiao Song shouted at the top of his voice, "She quickly asked us to deliver these boxes, saying you were in a hurry to get them!"
It had been some time since he had quit being a bandit, but Xiao Song still had the habit of calling Thirteenth Niang "eldest sister", and he couldn't change it for a while.
"Me?" Zhong Wen looked confused, "What is it?"
"The box was prepared by the shopkeeper herself, and I don't know what's in it." Xiao Song answered truthfully, "She only said that you can tell by looking at it."
After that, the twelve "couriers" unloaded the huge sad boxes in front of Zhong Wen, looking at him with eyes full of reverence and yearning.
Most of the Huang Paopao and Lan Paopao under the thirteenth mother came from the Thirteenth Peak of Liangshan Mountain. Each of them had witnessed Zhong Wen's battle with Yao Bei, as well as various miraculous performances on the border battlefield later. They were very important to him. Respecting him like a god, seeing him again at this moment actually gave rise to the excitement and excitement of a fan meeting his idol from the bottom of his heart. He worked hard to move the boxes one by one, just so that the god could take one more look at him.
Soon, twelve huge wooden boxes were piled up in front of Zhong Wen, each box large enough to hold a ten-year-old child.
Just by the sound of the box falling to the ground, you can tell that the items contained in it are definitely not light.
He opened the lid of the top box and his heart skipped a beat.
What came into view was a box full of old books. On the cover of the top one, there were four large Chinese characters "Notes on Wild Mountains" written on it.
The second book underneath is called "Tiandao Zhipu". The title of the book is also written in ancient sacred texts, that is, in Chinese characters.
Ancient books!
Sister Thirteenth Mother actually sent me twelve boxes full of classical books!
Zhong Wen stared at the boxes in front of him. After browsing through them, he found that the number of books in each box was no less than one hundred.
He once asked Thirteenth Niang to help search for classical books with the intention of giving it a try. However, he never expected that the other party would keep it in mind after casually mentioning it.
However, within a few dozen days, this beautiful sister actually sent him more than a thousand ancient books. The fruitful results really exceeded his expectations.
Although it doesn't sound like there are many, in this era when most ancient books are controlled by the Holy Land, collecting a thousand books from the secular world is undoubtedly an astronomical figure. Zhong Wen can almost imagine that Thirteen Niangs will be in this matter. , how much thought and effort was spent.
The hardest thing to bear is the kindness of a beautiful woman!
He couldn't help but feel tenderness in his heart. He was deeply moved and was speechless for a long time.
"This... Zhong Shenxian." Xiao Song scratched his head, as if he was a little embarrassed to speak, "The... shopkeeper asked me to bring you a message..."
"Brother Song, please speak." Zhong Wen came back to his senses and said very politely.
"The shopkeeper said these things are not given to you for free. You have to... charge... a fee." Xiao Song hesitated.
"Oh? Sister Thirteenth Mother couldn't be more right." Zhong Wen smiled when he heard this, "I wonder how much these books are worth?"
As he spoke, he reached into his arms and rubbed the spirit crystal tickets on his body.
"The shopkeeper's instructions say that one hundred spiritual crystals will be sold in a box." Xiao Song blushed and became even more embarrassed, "Total... one thousand two hundred spiritual crystals."
After seeing the items in the box clearly, Xiao Song felt very dissatisfied with Thirteen Niang's price.
In his mind, one spiritual crystal can be exchanged for thousands of meat buns, and three spiritual crystals can allow him to live for a year.
One thousand spirit crystals was an astronomical sum, enough for him to have endless meat buns. He could also buy six at a meal, eat three, throw three away, and live like an emperor.
Thirteen Niang actually asked Zhong Wen for more than a thousand spiritual crystals with a bunch of tattered books. In his opinion, it was tantamount to extortion and exorbitant prices.
Little did he know that Zhong Wen's thoughts at this time were completely opposite to his.
One thousand two hundred spiritual crystals and more than a thousand ancient books, isn't this just a free gift?
Sister Thirteen gave me these many ancient books, but she didn’t want me to owe her a favor. I really don’t know how to repay this kindness!
Zhong Wen sighed secretly, took out a dozen spirit crystal tickets and handed them to Xiao Song. He smiled slightly and said, "Brother Song, please thank Sister Thirteen for me."
He knew very well that Thirteenth Niang seemed gentle, but in fact she was very assertive. Once she had set the rules of the "deal", she would not change it easily. He would simply follow her wishes and keep the beauty's affection firmly in his heart.
Zhong Shenxian actually agreed!
Looking at the thick spiritual crystal ticket in his hand, Xiao Song opened his mouth wide and was so shocked that he could not speak.
He wanted to remind the other party that these broken books were not worth so many spiritual crystals, but after a change of thought, he finally endured it.
Zhong Shenxian can probably directly conjure spiritual crystals.
For gods, spiritual crystals are probably not that valuable!
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt enlightened and no longer had any psychological burden. He bowed respectfully to Zhong Wen, then called the other "courier" and hurried away, quickly disappearing out of sight. .
When Xiao Song and others walked away, Zhong Wen waved his sleeves and put the twelve boxes into the ring, and then slowly stepped into the carriage under the astonished eyes of the coachman, Coral and others...
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"Uh-huh!!!"
The coachman's sharp voice came from outside the carriage, and then the whole carriage came to an emergency stop. The violent shaking made the white light man unable to stop, and the spirit pattern pen in his hand stabbed Zhong Wen's arm hard.
"I'll go! Can you drive?"
Even though it wasn't very painful, Zhong Wen couldn't help but complain, stretched out his hand to open the car curtain, and looked forward.
"Zhong, Mr. Zhong, I'm so sorry!" the coachman said with shame and fear, "Someone blocked the way in front of me. It was too dark and I couldn't see clearly for a moment, so..."
"Huh?"
His eyes fell on the front of the carriage, and Zhong Wen couldn't help but let out a soft cry.
Not far ahead, I saw a beautiful and slim young woman walking slowly towards this side. It was vaguely visible that she seemed to be carrying another person on her back.
"Princess Bixiao!" Nangong Ling's soft voice filled with surprise came from behind.
"Princess?" Zhong Wen felt that the woman's face was vaguely familiar. He thought carefully for a moment, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, and he remembered that he had met her in Prince Wu Li Qing's mansion.
After all, beautiful women are always unforgettable.
The woman in front of her is a rare beauty in the world.
"She is the daughter of Prince Li, 'Princess Bixiao' Li Xuefei." Nangong Ling introduced, "She was also Xiao Qingqing's lover."
"Xiao Qingwu?" Zhong Wen curled his lips, feeling quite unhappy that a scumbag like Xiao Qingwu could have such a good fortune, "It seems that the princess's vision is really not that good."
"What, are you interested in her?" Nangong Ling's eyes flashed with a hint of joking, "If so, I can introduce you to her."
"Sister, please stop making fun of me." Zhong Wen glanced at the carriage nervously, shook his head repeatedly, and denied with all his strength, "No matter how beautiful Xiao Qingqing's woman is, I can't arouse the slightest interest in her."
"Really? How can you hold back such a stunning beauty?" Nangong Ling pursed his lips and smiled, with a cunning light shining in his eyes.
While they were joking, Li Xuefei's eyes on the opposite side also swept towards the direction of the carriage.
Seeing Nangong Ling's face clearly through the car curtains, Li Xuefei perked up. A dazzling light suddenly shot out from her originally dull and beautiful eyes, and she speeded up her pace unconsciously.
"Sister, this princess seems to recognize you?" Zhong Wen asked.
"We are both aristocrats of the imperial capital. We always bump into each other without looking up." Nangong Ling said softly, "I heard before that 'Princess Bixiao' was missing. Prince Li almost turned the entire imperial capital upside down, but... I don’t know why she is here.”
"Miss Nangong, help..."
The two sides walked towards each other, and the distance quickly became much closer. Li Xuefei ignored her fatigue and summoned up all her strength to shout loudly.
However, before she could say a word, a silver-white sword light suddenly shot out from the tree beside the road and stabbed hard at her snow-white and tender neck.
This sword is fast, accurate, and cruel.
The cold light of this sword is threatening, and its momentum is like a rainbow.
This sword actually contains a powerful aura that only Heavenly Wheel cultivators possess!
This sword was definitely not something that Li Xuefei, who was in the Earth Chakra Realm, could resist.
"not good!"
Zhong Wen's expression changed and he shouted loudly. The shadow of the dragon appeared under his feet and appeared ten feet away in an instant.
Seeing that the charming princess was about to die by the sword, her beauty was dying, her beauty was gone, her beauty was gone, the "hero saves beauty" gene in his body suddenly activated.
