Chapter 167: Sword Contest, Ye Xunfeng is going to cause trouble again

Jianzhou.

녊As the name suggests, it is a state of sword cultivation.

As the capital of Jianzhou, Wanjian City is a gathering place for sword cultivators.

It is no exaggeration to say that if you throw stones on the street, nine out of ten people hit will be sword cultivators.

Walking on the main road of Wanjian City, the sound of hammering swords could be heard from time to time. Even the aura that permeated the city was mixed with a hint of sword energy.

This made Tang Chen feel extremely comfortable.

He has given birth to the sword 뀞.

With a thought, the way of the sword appeared.

Coming to Wanjian City, which is full of sword energy, is like a fish leaping into the ocean.

The taste is very mysterious.

behind.

Yi Zizai walked forward with memories in his eyes.

Since leaving Jiange, he has not set foot in Wanjian City for hundreds of years.

Now that I am revisiting my old place, I certainly feel a lot of emotion.

"Strange, why are there so few people on the street?"

Ye Qingrou said suddenly.

Hearing what she said, Tang Chen felt a little strange.

Among the 100 Daozhous, Jianzhou is extremely popular.

Logically speaking, the flow of people should not be so small.

Also.

These pedestrians all rushed to the depths of Wanjian City in a hurry, as if they were afraid of missing something.

"What day is today?" Yi Zizai asked.

"It has just passed the beginning of autumn." Ye Qingrou thought.

"No wonder..."

Yi Zizai suddenly understood: "Every time before and after the beginning of autumn, Wanjian City holds a sword discussion conference for sword cultivators to communicate with each other. At times, kendo seniors also share their kendo experience. It can be called a major event in Wanjian City."

"The sword platform is located deep in Wanjian City. They should be eager to participate in the sword discussion conference."

놋There is a saying that goes well: Three thousand avenues, the more you argue, the clearer they become.

Many practitioners like to share and communicate with each other to find their own shortcomings and flaws.

Kendo껩 is no exception.

Of course, Tang Chen is not among this list.

Whether it was practicing Taoism or swordsmanship, Tang Chen had never encountered a bottleneck. As soon as he took a step forward, the road ahead would become clear.

There are no ups and downs, and there are no so-called thorns.

Boring and tasteless!

After hearing Yi Zizi's explanation, Ye Qingrou became more curious about the Sword Discussion Conference.

However, when she saw the disgusted look on Tang Chen's face, she immediately put her curiosity back.

Tang Chen saw this small detail and smiled lightly: "The Jiange seems to be in that direction. Let's stop by and take a look."

Ye Qingrou glanced at Tang Chen, overjoyed.

After a while.

A huge peak came into Tang Chen's eyes.

The edge is like a sword, thrust into the earth upside down.

A huge stone platform stands below, enough to accommodate thousands of people.

Looking down further, there is an open space.

At this time, a large number of cultivators gathered in the open space.

A rough calculation suggests that there are no less than a million people.

"What a terrible battle!"

Ye Qingrou couldn't help being surprised.

Millions of people gathered here, listening intently without saying a word.

If you haven't seen it with your own eyes, it's really hard to imagine this scene.

Tang Chen was quite shocked.

His gaze slowly swept over, and when he looked at the sword platform, his brows furrowed sharply.

He saw an acquaintance.

It was an old man wearing Confucian clothes, with a serious face and white hair and beard. He was motionless but exuded a majestic air.

This person is clearly the great elder of Qianlong Academy.

As a strong saint, the great elder's perception is extremely sharp.

Almost as soon as Tang Chen stepped here, his whole body trembled. From a distance of more than a thousand meters, he bowed and said, "I've met the dean!"

Not loud.

But it seems extremely loud in an absolutely quiet environment.

In this huge space, millions of cultivators all looked to the rear.

One second!

Two seconds!

Three seconds!

After a brief moment of dead silence, a burst of exclamations rose into the sky.

"Little Master...the living little Master!"

"If you guessed correctly, the ink-colored sword on my junior uncle's waist is the legendary Black Mysterious Immortal Sword!"

"What a pure aura of swordsmanship. Just looking at my little master uncle like this gives me the illusion of facing the swordsmanship directly!"

"Handsome, so handsome!"

"It is truly an honor for such an immortal man to practice swordsmanship with his fellow disciples!"

"Senior sister, what you said is wrong. It should be that you and my junior uncle are both practicing swordsmanship. It sounds a bit awkward if you are practicing swordsmanship..."

"Get out of here and don't you want to show off your lust?"

The space was instantly detonated.

The waves of discussion swept through, making the entire Wanjian City tremble.

These words are very regular.

The male cultivator covets Tang Chen's Black Mysterious Immortal Sword and covets Tang Chen's unique talent.

The female cultivator coveted Tang Chen's body.

You don’t disturb me, I don’t disturb you, it’s an unexpected harmony.

While everyone was discussing, the great elder and a group of academy senior officials had already come over.

Tang Chen didn't put on airs and saluted everyone, and then said: "Why are you in Wanjian City?"

Qianlong Academy is in the ancient country of Qingmu.

The ancient Qingmu Kingdom is thousands of miles away from Wanjian City.

Judging from the number of people, 70% of the top management of Qianlong Academy came.

"Wanjian City specially invited me, saying that it was to cheer for the Sword Discussion Conference. After much thought, I realized that this matter would be of great help to the cause of teaching, so I came." The great elder said concisely and comprehensively.

Tang Chen suddenly felt admiration.

The educational philosophy of Qianlong Academy is to teach without distinction.

From the elders to the assistant teachers, they are all working on the front line of education.

Even the great elder, a saint, is no exception.

Compared to him, he is really honored as the honorary dean.

It's basically just a title.

"Huh?"

At this moment, Tang Chen saw another familiar face.

He was a young man with handsome features and a gentle smile on his face, but his eyebrows revealed a bit of viciousness, which completely destroyed the overall beauty.

Taiyinzi - Ye Xunfeng!

At this moment, he was wearing the student uniform of Qianlong Academy.

If Tang Chen hadn't been sharp-eyed, he would have almost failed to recognize him.

However, Tang Chen just glanced at him and retracted his gaze. Then he looked back at the senior leaders of the academy.

This scene fell into Ye Xunfeng's eyes, and immediately aroused the nameless anger in his heart.

Some time ago, Tang Chen was going to the blood state death place.

In order to take revenge on Tang Chen, Ye Xunfeng secretly leaked the matter, hoping to attract some nosy people to stop Tang Chen.

Unexpectedly, Tang Chen was not affected at all, but became even more famous.

This was completely different from what Ye Xunfeng expected, and he was still holding back his anger.

Now that Tang Chen ignored him like this, Ye Xunfeng's face immediately darkened.

He looked around and immediately came up with a plan. He deliberately said loudly: "I heard that Junior Master's swordsmanship is unparalleled, and he once created a sword method. I wonder who is better in swordsmanship between you and the Thunder Sword Master on the stage!"