The Western Jin Dynasty Jiange.

On the banks of Tianjing Lake.

Xu Beihan looked at the woman who was asking the disciples of Jiange to set up the desk, spread out the rice paper, and began to grind the ink, and said helplessly: "This is Jiange, it's not your Ligong Sword Courtyard, why did you get here, or just think about writing?"

The third senior sister said lightly: "While waiting for the Sword Immortal, I have nothing else to do except write."

Xu Beihan said: "Why do you want to fight again? That's much more interesting than writing."

The third senior sister sat on the desk and started writing, and continued to say calmly: "I haven't typed you last time, I'll type it when I finish writing this."

Xu Beihan smiled and said, "Mr. Third, after writing this piece, can you beat me?"

Although Xu Beihan won that battle, he only won half of the game. In fact, it is not an exaggeration to say that he was a draw.

He was joking, but the third senior sister nodded seriously and replied: "It should be possible, even if it cannot, I will write one more piece of characters."

Xu Beihan's expression became a little solemn. Mr. San never joked. No matter how incredible or unreliable that matter was, the authenticity needed to be cared about when it came out of Mr. San's mouth.

He waited patiently for the third senior sister to finish writing a picture of the words.

The third senior sister did not write the second one. She looked at her words very seriously, and suddenly raised her eyes and said, "It's OK."

Xu Beihan held the sword ceremony, but before he set out, he still asked with certainty: "Mr. Third, isn't he really joking?"

Although the third gentleman he is familiar with is not a joke at all, he cannot guarantee it. That sentence is a joke.

The third senior sister didn't say anything. She held the tassel sword in her hand. Few of the younger generation are qualified to let her carry the sword, but Xu Beihan is definitely one. Even if she has finished writing a picture of her, she has to take it seriously.

There was snow entering Tianjing Lake.

The snowflakes fell on the tassel sword, making them look crystal clear, as if the snowflake patterns could be seen clearly.

The sword body shook lightly and the snowflakes were broken.

The third senior sister has already set off her sword.

Xu Beihan couldn't wait for the answer, so he could only find the answer by himself.

The sword broke through the sheath, and the sword sounded loudly, resounding throughout the entire Jian Pavilion.

The originally calm and frozen Tianjing Lake broke the ice surface, and ice sprints surged into the sky, reaching more than ten feet high. The lake water was boiling, and the cold air was like a water dragon sweeping over, presenting an extremely magnificent picture.

Wang Chengyue's sword intent is like the sea, inherited from the Tao of the Shuimu Sword Immortal in the Golden Age. Xu Beihan's sword intent is also as gentle as water, but the effect of water is not only warm, it is hot when it encounters fire, and it is cold when it encounters cold, which can be said to be ever-changing.

The coldness filled the banks of Tianjing Lake, and the snow fell. When it came into contact with the sword intent, it turned into ice crystals, and it turned into millions of swords.

The sword of the third senior sister, called Mercedes-Snow, is the first sword in "Li Jian Jing". Flying snow turns into ice and turns into swords. When encountering the sword intent of the third senior sister, it melts into water, and it looks like hail suddenly falling on Tianjing Lake, and it instantly collapses, causing drizzle.

The disciples of Jiange looked at the banks of Tianjing Lake. They sighed at the strength of their senior brothers and Mr. San of Ligong Jianyuan, and couldn't help but be amazed.

The drizzle drizzled on his face, and Xu Beihan narrowed his eyes slightly and exclaimed from the heart: "Mr. San is really extraordinary. In a few days ago, I am still half better than you. You have not practiced in Jiange for a few days. You only wrote a picture of yours. His cultivation has improved even more. Mr. San is clear in his sword heart and has a low level of calligraphy. Both of them have reached the peak. I think that in time, I will be able to be with Su Bieli."

The third senior sister is indeed terrifyingly high in qualifications, with a clear sword heart, a strongest calligraphy, and a dual cultivation of calligraphy and sword. If it were not for the third senior sister, she would not be able to do whatever she wanted. Every time she wrote a piece of calligraphy, she would significantly improve her cultivation. She would probably surpass Su Bieli and even become the youngest strong man to break the barriers of the five realms and go straight to Xuanming.

But from the current point of view, it will only take time for the third senior sister to enter Xuanming.

The third senior sister took the sword, looked at the foot of Jiange Mountain, and said softly: "The dean has not come to the Western Jin Dynasty until now. I think it will not appear. If there is a sword immortal in charge of the Western Jin Dynasty, as long as Jiang Guo and the Western Jin Dynasty can form an alliance, even if there is any problem with the Tornado Academy, the Sword Immortal can solve it himself. Perhaps the Tornado Academy is indeed not a problem."

Xu Beihan nodded and said, "This World Grand Chant Conference will be held in the Western Jin Dynasty. In addition to the royal family, the host is the Tornado Academy. In my understanding, there is indeed no problem with the Tornado Academy. Even if there is a problem, with my Jiange here, they can only be honest."

It is true that Tornado Academy has a huge influence in the Western Jin Dynasty, but it is not qualified to compete with Jiange. Moreover, there are disciples of Jiange who practice in the Tornado Academy. If there is really a problem, Wang Chengyue would have taken action long ago.

After all, Wang Chengyue would not care about what impact he would have on his actions.

Because if there is a problem with Tornado Academy, Wang Chengyue is setting off his sword, which is still helping Lihua Academy.

Senior Sister Third said: "Compared with this, I am very curious. What is the purpose of the audience and the dean?"

Xu Beihan frowned and said, "The thoughts of such a strong man are not something we can guess. Now only Master Wunian in Nanyu Ku Zen has not yet entered the world. I don't know if Master Wunian will break the rules and choose to enter the world when the situation is in today's situation."

The third senior sister remained silent.

She looked back at the copybook on the desk on the bank of Tianjing Lake and was blown up by the wind. The drizzle wet the copybook and finally sank into Tianjing Lake. She suddenly said, "Is there a sword on Jianshan?"

Xu Beihan was stunned for a moment. He quickly understood what the third senior sister meant and said, "There are naturally swords on Jianshan."

Senior Sister Third asked again: "How many are there?"

Xu Beihan replied: "I saw two at the beginning."

Senior Sister Third said, "Why didn't you take it?"

The Sword of Jun does not come from Jianshan.

Xu Beihan smiled and said, "If I take a sword, I will naturally be able to walk faster on the sword path, but I want to have my own sword. Even though I am within reach of those two swords, I have not grasped them, but I have also learned some sword paths from them."

The third senior sister said thoughtfully: "I want to go to Jianshan to take a look."

All sword cultivators in the world have to climb Jianshan Mountain to see. Mr. Third in Ligong Sword Court should have been qualified for a long time, but she has never come. Even in the entire Ligong Sword Court, only Xue Wangyou has climbed Jianshan Mountain.

Xu Beihan said: "Mr. Third, you can take care of yourself."

The third senior sister nodded.

She walked out of Tianjing Lake and headed towards Jianshan.

At the place near the top of Jianshan Mountain, the Chuxue girl pushed the wheelchair with her face flushed. She finally let go of her hand and sat down directly. She said, "No, I'm so tired, take a rest!"

Dan Tai Wubing looked at the top of Jianshan, where there was clouds and mist. It was already very close, but he could not see anything.

He looked back at the girl who sat down without any image, and was not a lady at all. He was humming and silent for a moment, and said, "Have you thought about how to get the sword?"

The girl Chuxue's eyes were not opened and she said lazily: "Just take it directly."

Dan Tai Wubing said: "The teacher said that the sword on Jianshan is not so easy to take away."

The girl Chuxue said indifferently: "My teacher also said that I am the most qualified in the Jianmen. Just a sword. If I call it, it will have to run into my hands obediently."

Dan Tai Wubing frowned, "You scream?"

The young snow girl was silent.

She turned her head suddenly, stared at Dan Tai Wubing fiercely, and gritted her teeth and said, "That's a metaphor, do you know? I screamed, can it really run away from my hands? Besides, I don't know how many swords there are in Jianshan, and I don't know what the swords are called!"

Dan Tai Wubing nodded and said, "So you still have to consider how to get the sword."

The Chuxue girl lay down and closed her eyes and said, "Think about it slowly, let me know after thinking about it."

Dan Tai Wubing did not reply. He was thinking seriously that if he wanted to take the sword, he would naturally take it directly. That was the simplest truth. But until now he climbed the mountain, he had not even seen a sword. It was definitely not that there were no swords in the sword mountain, but that he was not qualified to see some swords, or that he didn't want them to see those swords.

If it was just an ordinary sword, it would naturally not be qualified to stay in Jianshan. Even the natal swords of the fourth-level sword cultivators who had long fallen are not qualified to appear in Jianshan. They may even be incompetent to the natal swords of the fifth-level sword cultivator. The most important time is the natal sword left by the peak powerful man at the fifth-level.

But Dan Tai Wubing's goal is definitely not here. His goal is the natal swords of the thirty-three sword immortals in the golden age.

Turning his head and half open his eyes, seeing that Dan Tai Wubing was really thinking, the girl Chuxue said speechlessly: "Don't think too complicatedly. In my opinion, just take the sword. There are not so many ways, and I'm so annoyed."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Yuebai appearing in her vision.

From far to near, although the steps were gentle, there was no pause at all. They walked in the garden and floated down.

The woman in a moon-white long dress swept across the girl lying on her side and the boy sitting in a wheelchair, then directly passed them and walked towards the top of Jianshan.

The young girl sat up in shock.

Dan Tai Wubing also looked at the sudden appearance of the figure.

Climbing Jianshan is never an easy thing. Their mountaineering process takes too much time. Although the main reason is that Dan Tai Wubing is sitting in a wheelchair, it has increased more difficulty in vain, but even the young snow girl who is not in front of the wheelchair can't easily climb the mountain.

If a woman had not been qualified to be higher than them, her cultivation level could only explain such a strange scene.

They are already the most qualified existence in the Sword Sect. Even if the cultivators of other factions are qualified, they will be equal to them at most. Apart from the qualifications, they will naturally only have the advantage of cultivation.

No matter how high the qualification is, before growing up, it is certainly not as good as those with extremely high cultivation.

But before they could say anything, the woman's figure had disappeared from her sight and was covered by clouds and mist. Then she heard the sound of swords on the top of Sword Mountain, and the clouds swept across, and the sword intent reached the dome!

Dan Tai Wubing opened his eyes wide and murmured in disbelief: "Is this the sword taken away?"

The young girl swallowed and said, "I just said it's very simple to get a sword. What's the use of thinking so much? But who is the woman who took the sword?"

No matter what they thought, watching this scene would undoubtedly be a little hit.

"If you can climb the Sword Mountain, you are naturally also a sword cultivator." Dan Tai Wubing stared at the top of the Sword Mountain as the clouds and mist flipped. The sword intent was vast, and his blood was boiling. The feeling of palpitations made him tremble a little. "There are not many female sword cultivators in the world, and they can climb the Sword Mountain. Their cultivation level is high enough and very young, so naturally even fewer. Except for the sister Xiao who has not been masked in Jianlu, there should be only the third Mr. Ligong Jianyuan."

The third senior sister is not very famous in the world, but Dan Tai Wubing is the apprentice of Langhuan Sword Master after all, and he certainly has heard of it.

The Chuxue girl looked at the top of the mountain and thought that Xiao Zhinan could not suddenly climb the Jianshan Mountain at this time, but it is said that Mr. San only wrote in Ligong Jianyuan every day, but it turned out that he was so powerful?!
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