Sword Pavilion, the cold moon shines high in the pavilion, the strange space is a world of its own, cold, quiet and quiet.
In the pavilions and outside the pavilions, in small courtyards, masters of swordsmanship from all over the world came together to Boundless Sword Feast.
Among them, in an inconspicuous courtyard, a man in red clothes stood quietly, thinking quietly in the cold night.
Over the past hundred years, I have developed the habit of weighing the pros and cons and arranging a way out for everything I do.
If manpower is within reach, failure cannot occur; if manpower is beyond reach, risks should be reduced to a minimum.
Martial arts, wisdom, and luck are what every practitioner relies on to survive. Luck cannot be changed, but martial arts and wisdom are determined by human power. If one is insufficient, the other will make up for it.
"What are you thinking about?"
At some point, Lin Yuzhen appeared from behind and asked softly.
Ning Chen came back to his senses and said, "Think about what it will be like to meet the three pavilion masters Sword Pavilion tomorrow."
"Sword Pavilion was once the head of the four pavilions. Presumably the three pavilion owners of the Sword Pavilion were also the most powerful people in the world." Lin Yuzhen responded.
"Your Highness, it is not a fault to judge a gentleman with a villain's heart. We need to prepare for the worst," Ning Chen reminded.
"Brother Ning thinks Sword Pavilion will be detrimental to us?" Lin Yuzhen stared.
"It is essential to be on guard against others. I have never had any dealings with the Sword Pavilion, nor do I have any grudges. However, my past experience tells me that the most painful thing is when a knife is stabbed when you are not prepared," Ning Chen said calmly.
Lin Yuzhen was silent. After a moment, he nodded and said, "I will be careful, Brother Ning. Your power is severely restricted now, so you need to be more careful."
Ning Chen nodded and responded calmly.
The cold night was silent, and there was no sound under the moon. As the sun rose in the east, outside the courtyard, a Sword Attendant bowed respectfully and said, "Two distinguished guests, the master of the pavilion invites you."
Ning Chen and Lin Yuzhen walked out and said, "Please lead the way."
Sword Attendant stood up and led the two of them towards the distant pavilion.
A pavilion within a pavilion, a palace with a majestic and gorgeous appearance. In the palace, there are three seats at the end of the main hall. On the far left, a woman in white palace clothes sits quietly, her face covered by a veil, her eyes like autumn water.
"Third Pavilion Master, brought by two distinguished guests"
The three people came and Sword Attendant stepped forward and bowed respectfully.
"I know, please step back first," Jing Wuxia said softly.
"Yes"
Sword Attendant took the order and turned around to retreat.
"His Highness King Qi, Young Master Ning, please sit down"
Jing Wuxia looked at the two people and whispered softly.
"Thank you Third Pavilion Master"
Ning Chen, Lin Yuzhen nodded, walked to the seats aside and sat down.
"Serve tea" Jing Wuxia said softly.
"Yes"
A maid came over, served tea to the two of them, and then left immediately.
"Please"
Jing Wuxia picked up the tea in front of him and said softly.
Ning Chen and Lin Yuzhen also picked up the tea, nodded, and took a sip to enjoy the fragrance of the tea.
"Young Master Ning, His Highness King Qi, how about my Sword Pavilion and Azure Mist Tea?" Jing Wuxia said with a gentle smile on his face.
"The tea is fragrant and has a long aftertaste"
Lin Yuzhen praised.
Ning Chen put down the tea and said nothing more.
"Young Master Ning doesn't seem to like this tea very much?" Jing Wuxia noticed the former's expression and asked in confusion.
"It's not that I don't like it"
Ning Chen shook his head slightly and said, "I just remembered an old friend. The tea she made, Peerless Under Heaven, I only drank it once, and it is still fresh in my memory."
"Oh?"
When Jing Wuxia heard this, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he said, "The person who can be so remembered by Young Master Ning must be extraordinary. I wonder if Wuxia has a chance to make friends with him."
"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Third Pavilion Master."
Ning Chen forced a smile and said, "The friend I'm talking about has been dead for many years."
"That's a pity"
Jing Wuxia sighed and said, "Young Master Ning's friends must be the best among people."
"She can afford this compliment."
Ning Chen sighed, Crown of Civil and Military, Fan Lingyue, in those seven years, she was the real Foremost Person Under Heaven.
Thinking of his old friend, Ning Chen felt inexplicably complicated. After a moment, he gathered his thoughts, looked at the woman on the main seat, and said, "Third Pavilion Master, I have something to ask you, please Third Pavilion Master can answer it."
"Young Master Ning, please speak?" Jing Wuxia said softly.
Ning Chen waved his hand, and in the brilliant light, two broken sword edges appeared, one green with a bright color, and the other bloody, and the flowing aura was sharp and bone-piercing.
The original life and the star soul, the two swords that were broken in Heavenly Punishment, reappeared now, and their aura was much weaker.
"I wonder if Sword Pavilion can repair these two swords?" Ning Chen asked in a serious voice.
Jing Wuxia stared, watching the two divine weapons floating in the red light. With a wave of his delicate hand, the divine weapons flew in front of him.
He raised his hand and tapped lightly, the sword body trembled. On the broken sword, the spirit was still there, resisting the external force.
Jing Wuxia's expression gradually became serious. Sword Intent, who was so strong, couldn't give in to the Sword Pavilion's several divine swords.
"Sword can mend"
Jing Wuxia waved his hand and sent the two magic weapons back, and said seriously, "However, it is not easy to repair these two swords. Even I, Sword Pavilion, need to spend a lot of money to do it."
Ning Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Third Pavilion Master, please speak frankly."
Jing Wuxia nodded and said, "This bloody sword was forged by Star Soul Iron Mother. The sword is integrated and perfect. If it is recast, it will definitely have spiritual damage. Therefore, how to ensure that the spirituality of the divine sword is not lost and the broken sword can be repaired is a big problem. As for the other sword."
At this point, Jing Wuxia changed his tone and continued, "I think the material is not the best choice, but the Sword Intent contained in it is amazing. With the blood to nourish the sword, Mortal Sword finally became a magic weapon. It is more difficult to repair this sword than the previous one."
Ning Chen listened quietly without interrupting. He knew that these two swords were difficult to repair, otherwise, he would not be here.
"Forging a sword requires divine materials, earthly fire, and heavenly spring water. The same goes for repairing a sword. I, Sword Pavilion, have no shortage of earthly fire and heavenly spring water. However, the divine materials used to mend the sword are not that good."
Jing Wuxia looked at the man in front of him and said, "Young Master Ning, this time Boundless Sword Feast, I, Sword Pavilion, have invited the masters of swordsmanship from all over the world to come and discuss swordsmanship. If the master is able to surpass the others and win the first place in the sword debate, I, Sword Pavilion, will agree to help the master repair these two swords. What do you think?"
When Ning Chen heard this, he frowned slightly and said, "Sword Pavilion What benefits can you get by doing this? Isn't it just making wedding clothes for others?"
Jing Wuxia smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about it now, sir. As long as you get the first place in the sword debate, I, Sword Pavilion, will definitely fulfill my promise."
Ning Chen fell silent. After a long time, he nodded and said, "I will do my best."
Jing Wuxia smiled slightly, looked at King Qi on the side, and said softly, "Your Highness, can you let me have a look at your Phoenix Cry Sword?"
Lin Yuzhen stared, the aura around his body unconsciously overflowed, and he became alert.
"Your Highness, please do not misunderstand me. I have no ill intentions."
An apology flashed across Jing Wuxia's face, and he said, "I just want to see the difference between the ancestor's sword and the few magic weapons I Sword Pavilion have now. I have no other intention."
Lin Yuzhen After hearing this, he gradually let down his guard. With a wave of his left hand, Feng Ming appeared and flew towards the former.
"Thank you"
Jing Wuxia responded lightly, reached out to take the magic weapon, held the sword hilt and scabbard with both hands, and slowly pulled out Phoenix Cry Sword.
But after hearing a clear and beautiful phoenix cry, the entire Sword Pavilion was filled with rays of light, the sharp edge of a peerless divine weapon, illuminating the heaven and earth.
At this moment, above the void, an illusory figure appeared. Without saying a word, he reached out and grabbed Phoenix Cry Sword directly.
Jing Wuxia Seeing this, his body seemed to turn sideways unconsciously, avoiding the former's hand.
"Second Sister"
Jing Wuxia waved Phoenix Cry Sword back and said softly, "The guest has been waiting for a long time, why are you here?"
Sitting on the seat, Lin Yuzhen reached out to take Phoenix Cry Sword. His eyes looked at the figure appearing in the void, and a flash of light flashed across his face. Just now, did this person seem to want to seize the sword?
"I forgot about the time when I was dealing with some things. Third sister, you didn't neglect the guests, did you?"
The illusory figure solidified, and a woman in purple walked out with a cold voice.
"Second Sister is joking, how dare I neglect this distinguished guest?" Jing Wuxia said softly.
"That's good"
Shui Wuyue nodded and looked at the two people in front of him. Without saying a word, the figure disappeared again and left the main hall.
Jing Wuxia smiled apologetically and said, "Sorry, Second Sister never likes to show up in front of outsiders. It's not easy to make an exception today. I hope you can forgive me."
"Third Pavilion Master Seeing Outside"
Ning Chen shook his head and said, "It's enough if Second Pavilion Master can show up. I wonder when First Pavilion Master can come?"
Jing Wuxia looked outside the pavilion and said, "Sister's cultivation is at a critical moment. Word came out a few days ago that she will be released from seclusion today. Please wait a moment."
Just as he finished speaking, from deep inside the Sword Pavilion, a powerful and unusually powerful sword pressure rose into the sky. It was so powerful that it was shocking.
"Come out"
Jing Wuxia felt it, his expression condensed, and he spoke.
The next moment, a dark red figure appeared in the main hall, a graceful and luxurious woman, with a high phoenix crown and a noble temperament. Although she was not stunningly beautiful, she had an impressive bearing.
"Sister"
Jing Wuxia stood up and said respectfully.
Under the seats, Ning Chen and Lin Yuzhen also stood up and bowed politely.
"No need to be polite"
Mei Wuhen walked towards the main seat, sat down, looked at the two people sitting down, and said calmly, "Young Master Ning, His Highness King Qi, welcome to my Sword Pavilion"
"First Pavilion Master You're welcome"
Ning Chen, Lin Yuzhen responded lightly, looking at the woman in front of them with serious eyes. Half a step Fourth Realm, the master of the Sword Pavilion, actually has such a terrifying cultivation level.
"Please take a seat, both of you"
Mei Wuhen said something, moved his eyes to the woman beside him, and asked, "Third sister, have you told these two distinguished guests about Boundless Sword Feast's request this time?"
"Not yet"
Jing Wuxia shook his head slightly and responded.
Mei Wuhen nodded and said, "Tell the two distinguished guests the specific requirements."
"Yes"
Jing Wuxia nodded in agreement, looked serious, and said, "This time Boundless Sword Feast, it is divided into sword evaluation, sword discussion, and comparison Sword Three, sword evaluation It's very simple. The quality of the sword determines the superiority. The sword debate tests the sword user's understanding of the sword and the swordsmanship. As for the final sword competition, I should not need to explain it. The superiority of the sword will ultimately be judged by martial arts. If you win all three rounds, you should be the leader."