The drizzle drizzle and the cool breeze suddenly rises, and it becomes more and more intense.

The dark clouds obscured the stars in the sky, and the bright moon became brighter.

Xie Chunfeng was silent, lowered his head, and his right hand was placed on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Ning Haoran looked at him quietly and said seriously: "The sword cultivator's sword is not just a sword, but more like a friend, but also a friend who can hand over his life. Although you are also holding a sword, it is not the sword cultivator's sword. The sword cultivator's sword can suppress other swords, but your sword cannot do it."

The sword cultivator's sword can nourish the life sword, which is equivalent to having spirituality. The sword of an ordinary swordsman is just a sharp sword. Even if it is also spiritual, it cannot compare to the sword cultivator's natal sword.

This is also the essential difference between sword cultivators and other sword-using monks.

"The sword is straight, so the sword cultivator is often very direct. The most direct and simplest sword is the most powerful sword. You are at the same level as me, but your sword is not as good as mine. This is why the sword cultivator is so special in the world."

Xie Chunfeng looked up at him and said, "The most fundamental meaning you said so much is that I am not as good as you. Mr. Fourth Sword Academy is indeed very proud, but I think your sword is not so straightforward. There are many thoughts in your mind, and there are problems with your sword path."

Ning Haoran said calmly: "I am just a small sword cultivator. Of course, the sword path cannot be perfect, otherwise I will be a sword immortal. The sword immortal in the Western Jin Dynasty is naturally the most amazing sword cultivator in the world, but he is not born so perfect. I have been fortunate to meet that sword immortal and even talk to him. From another perspective, I have also been infinitely close to the sword immortal."

Xie Chunfeng said, "I am not a sword cultivator, and I don't know your sword fairy. Even if you have been very close to the sword fairy, you are not a sword fairy after all. It's boring to say so much, so let me see your sword and see if your sword is really so proud."

Ning Haoran nodded and said, "As you wish."

The light of light in the night sky was shining, and two rows of lanterns hung outside the pavilion, which made the streets outside the pavilion shine brightly.

The light rain wrapped in cool breeze blows across the long street.

The fighting spirit is rising.

The clanging sound of the sword unsheathed was harsh.

The dark clouds in the night sky are also sweeping, as if affected by changes between heaven and earth.

The moment Ning Haoran had just summoned the natal sword and put his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and was about to be pulled out, a crisp sound of footsteps suddenly came from the quiet long street.

Ning Haoran and Xie Chunfeng's expressions were both a little solemn at this moment.

I turned my head and looked at it suddenly.

At the end of the long street, a white dress broke through the dark night, from far to near.

White clothes are better than snow.

Hanging a sword around your waist.

Fengshen is handsome.

Elegant and graceful.

It is the second senior brother of Zhaixing Mansion, a demonic figure of the younger generation of monks in Jiang Country, Shen Qiubai.

The falling rain seemed to be deliberately avoiding him, and even a single drop could not be stained with him.

Shen Qiubai was obviously very short in his step, but in the blink of an eye, he stood outside the Panlong Banquet Pavilion.

He looked at the two men holding the sword and said, "Tonight is just the first day of the Panlong Banquet. It is not time to draw the sword. The two are considered seniors to those young people. They always have to set an example. How can they fight? They lose their competencies."

Ning Haoran was silent for a moment, moved his palm on the hilt of the sword away, and smiled and said, "It turns out that it is Mr. Shen Qiubai, I haven't seen you for a long time, so I'm fine."

Chen Qiubai said lightly: "The fourth sword in Ligong Sword Courtyard has not been seen for many years and has indeed become very strong."

Ning Haoran said: "You are stronger, even a little beyond my imagination."

This is a sincere word, and the hidden breath gives people an unfathomable feeling. As soon as Shen Qiubai appeared on this street, Ning Haoran felt a palpitations and even had goose bumps.

After a monk crosses the threshold of the fourth realm, it will become quite difficult for him to take another step forward. For those with monsters with qualifications, they will also be subject to some restrictions, especially when approaching the threshold of the fifth realm, even monsters will be difficult to take that step.

Chen Qiubai said: "My progress has become very slow in recent years. I stand on the edge of the threshold of the five realms and have been trying to cross it, but I can't understand the method. Maybe you will catch up with me before I cross the threshold of the five realms."

Xie Chunfeng silently put the sword back to the sheath. When Shen Qiubai appeared, he knew very well that his battle with Ning Haoran would be postponed again.

He said slowly: "A pride of heaven like Brother Chen will have such ideas? Among the younger generation of monks in Jiang Kingdom, there is probably no one who is closer to that threshold than you. Even if it is difficult to cross that threshold, when latecomers catch up with you, they will still be latecomers after all."

Chen Qiubai smiled and said, "Brother Xie respects me so much."

Xie Chunfeng looked into the building and said, "I wonder who your disciples at Zhaixing Mansion are at the banquet?"

Chen Qiubai looked at Xie Chunfeng with some surprise, and then said, "It's Junior Brother Yang Zhao who crossed the threshold of the fourth realm half a month ago. Although in Zhaixing Mansion, Junior Brother Yang Zhao can only be considered a newcomer, but only the monks who broke into the fourth realm in the early stage of the Panlong Banquet are eligible to attend the banquet. This also means that the strongest at the Panlong Banquet is the first to enter the fourth realm. With Junior Brother Yang Zhao's hard practice in the past, he is expected to win the championship."

He probably understood the purpose of Xie Chunfeng's inquiry, so he only revealed the strongest Yang Zhao, among the disciples who came to Zhaixing Mansion to attend the banquet this time.

Xie Chunfeng whispered: "So according to normal logic, the candidates for winning the championship are those who have crossed the threshold of the four realms in recent times. Junior Brother Yang Zhao has indeed practiced hard and has a lot of perseverance, but there are many people who can fight him at the Panlong Banquet, and it is still unknown who can shine in the end."

Ning Haoran smiled at this time and said, "The Panlong Banquet can only be considered a competition between fellow students. Why bother to care about who loses and who wins? The most important thing is what you gained in this banquet. These junior brothers and sisters from various mountain gates are all the best of the same age. If they make a grudge because of a temporary victory or defeat, it would be boring."

Xie Chunfeng mocked: "Ligong Sword Court is very free and easy. I think he is very confident in his disciples."

Ning Haoran said: "Just be worthy of the sword in his hand."

Chen Qiubai looked at this scene and said with some sigh: "Young people are always energetic. Although I have not grown old, I have indeed passed the age of being competitive. Since it is natural, I should let it go. The Panlong Banquet is the stage for these young people. We, the senior brothers, just need to watch quietly."

Ning Haoran didn't say anything, Xie Chunfeng smiled slightly and said, "Brother Chen said so much. We have all fought at the Panlong Banquet. We were young and energetic, or dissatisfied, and we have experienced it. If these teenagers are really kind and look polite, they can't be called teenagers. The teenagers don't need to have too many ideas. Follow the original intention and draw their swords to fight."

Chen Qiubai smiled and said, "If you talk about swordsmanship, I'm afraid no one can compare to Ligong Sword Academy. However, the monks of the three sects each have magical powers and magic, which will definitely be a battle between dragons and tigers. Compared to us back then, the cultivation level of these junior brothers and sisters is not weak. I am looking forward to seeing their wonderful performance."

Ning Haoran and Xie Chunfeng looked at each other, temporarily put aside the idea of ​​a fight, and spoke, "We are looking forward to it too."

......

Due to Jiang Zihua's disturbance, the Lu brothers and sisters' conversation ended unhappily.

Lu Changge, who was about to walk away, seemed to remember something, looked back at Jiang Zihua and the disciples of the Sword Academy not far away, and smiled and said, "Ye Jinyu really didn't come to the banquet. I think so, it's too bad, even if he appears, it's embarrassing. After all, he is my defeated general. Your disciples of the Sword Academy are too weak compared to before."

Jiang Zihua knew very well why Ye Jinyu had not come to the banquet, but she was not very clear about what happened between Lu Changge and Ye Jinyu, but she could probably guess that he had always been a person who refused to suffer losses. He immediately sarcastically said: "I asked two years ago that you did not fall into the mountain gate but were defeated. All your disciples who came to the banquet were defeated by our Sword Academy. I don't know what you were proud of. I hope that when you are wiped out again at the Panlong Banquet, don't cry, otherwise it would be embarrassing."

Lu Changge's face was slightly dark, and his eyes suddenly appeared angry. He stared at Jiang Zihua and said, "Are you disciples from Ligong Sword Academy good at talking? You, a famous lazy and useless man in Ligong's outer courtyard, have you the right to stand here and fart!"

Jiang Zihua took out his ears and said, "So I have already put you away, why are you still here?"

It is undoubtedly difficult to beat Jiang Zihua in his mouth. Just a word can make people angry.

Lu Changge's face looked even more ugly. Thinking that there was no point in showing off his words here, he glared at Jiang Zihua and said in a cold voice: "In the competition for tomorrow's Dragon Banquet, you'd better not shrank your head. I will step on you hard and tear your mouth apart!"

Jiang Zihua curled her lips disdainfully and said, "I'm afraid you won't succeed. If you have the ability, you will come. If you don't fall down, you will only clamor. You can't say it or beat it. It's better to die."

Lu Changge's suppressed anger was about to erupt, and a noise suddenly sounded at the Panlong Banquet.

"It's Chen Qiubai, Senior Brother Chen!"

"Senior Brother Chen has indeed appeared!"

"Wow, Senior Brother Chen is so beautiful!"

There are male monks who worship, female monks who are ignorant, and there are naturally unknown monks who are watching coldly, and even those who secretly slander.

But because of the appearance of Chen Qiubai, the Panlong Banquet was unprecedentedly enthusiastic, which shows how popular Chen Qiubai is.

Lu Changge's attention was also attracted, and he was too lazy to pay attention to Jiang Zihua for a while, so he rushed over quickly.

Ning Haoran and Xie Chunfeng, who followed Shen Qiubai into the pavilion, were helpless. They didn't like this warm atmosphere very much. They looked at each other and walked away tacitly.

Some female monks mustered up the courage to come up and wanted to say something to Chen Qiubai. Even if they just say hello, they would be very excited.

Chen Qiubai naturally understood the thoughts of these young girls. It was not easy to master the degree of this. He could not be too indifferent or too enthusiastic, and it was as if he was practicing and reading, which was a great subject.

When he finally tried his best to get rid of the entanglements of those girls, another male monk appeared in front of him.

Of course, this male monk was Lu Changge who had finally squeezed over.

Chen Qiubai was just a little stunned for a moment, and nodded to the other party.

Lu Changge seemed to be as excited as those girls, but he was not those illegitimate girls after all. He quickly stabilized his emotions and bowed with a somewhat pleasing voice, saying, "Lu Changge, a disciple who is down to the mountain, has seen Senior Brother Chen."

Chen Qiubai politely replied: "Hello, Junior Brother Lu."

Lu Changge took a deep breath and said, "I heard about Senior Brother Chen's name for a long time, and I have no chance to see him. When I saw him today, I am indeed like a god. In this world, no one can compare with Senior Brother Chen."

Chen Qiubai was stunned for a moment and smiled and said, "Junior Brother Lu praised it."

He felt a little strange. Although he often encountered praise from young female monks, he still felt a little awkward to be praised by a man in person.

And I don’t know if it was an illusion, but he found that there seemed to be a heat in Junior Brother Lu’s eyes...

When he was stunned, Lu Changge said again: "It's shameful. Since my sister heard of Senior Brother Chen's name for the first time, she yearned for it and wanted to run away from home to find Senior Brother Chen. I feel sorry for it, and I dare not let my sister travel far away. I have stopped her many times. But my sister is very stubborn and has resolutely embarked on the road of cultivation in order to see Senior Brother Chen. It is gratifying that my sister's cultivation qualifications are quite good, and now she has achieved some success..."

Chen Qiubai woke up and interrupted Lu Changge's affection and said sorry: "If you are lucky, you will see me, and someone calls me there, so I will say goodbye first."

Although I didn't listen to Lu Changge's words carefully, this was not the first time something like this happened. Chen Qiubai felt a little unhappy and just made an excuse and left. However, Lu Changge obviously did not understand Chen Qiubai's true meaning, but instead felt that this matter was a playful thing.
Chapter completed!