Soon the emperor arrived majestic. Seeing the emperor's face, Qian Jiang almost spoke in surprise. The emperor's face was so thoughtful to the friend of his previous life.

The friend's goal was to overthrow the White Tiger Kingdom and establish a new country. Qian Jiang looked at the emperor and thought to himself that his good friend had achieved his goal. But he had not reached the peak of swordsmanship yet. He was not afraid of death. The only thing he knew was where the fixed point of swordsmanship was.

Qian Jiang was mixed with all kinds of feelings and had absent-mindedly finished the supper, and then he didn't pay attention to what the emperor said. These words were nothing more than saying that they were heroes of the country and hopes of the cultivation world, which made Qian Jiang not interested at all.

After dinner, when Qian Jiang was about to return to the room, Jiang Yueyin walked to Qian Jiang's side and was silent for a long time before plucking up the courage to say to him: "Have your master told you?"

Qian Jiang shook her head and said to her, "Miss Jiang, what did my master tell me? Is the competition?" Jiang Yueyin wanted to speak several times, but she blushed and lowered her head.

Qian Jiang looked at her little daughter's posture, and the two red glows on Ruyu's face looked beautiful and cute. Jiang Yueyin was undoubtedly a very beautiful woman. Even Qian Jiang, who was used to seeing a beauty in her previous life, could not deny Jiang Yueyin's beauty.

The two returned to their residence in silence. When they were about to leave, Jiang Yueyin looked at Qian Jiang reluctantly, which made Qian Jiang confused. It was too ridiculous to say that Jiang Yueyin fell in love with him. There were not more than a hundred words of what he said to Jiang Yueyin, and there were only a handful of opportunities to meet him. However, he was unwilling to speculate more, but returned to his room. He took out the Fire Sword and began to practice. He was preparing to enter the seventh level of the Condensation tonight and win the game with the best posture.

A trace of fire was also accompanied by the sword energy absorbed by the Fire Sword. Qian Jiang separated the fire energy specifically and contained it in his heart, and then carefully opened his eyes with the sword energy.

The tiny sword energy slowly advanced into the eye acupoints. Qian Jiang had already opened the meridians in the Dong'an Prince's Mansion. Now the sword energy was unobstructed and helplessly entered the eye acupoints.

When the sword energy rushes to the acupoint, it emits a subtle stimulation, interfering with the mind being cultivated. Many people's mind is distracted because of this tingling feeling, and then the true energy is destroyed.

Qian Jiang was unmoved at all, and concentrated on rushing into the acupoints. When the rooster crowed in the dawn, he opened his eyes and two golden lights shot out from Qian Jiang's eyes. The golden light shone on the wall, leaving two small holes. Qian Jiang stood up, holding the fire sword in his hand, and said softly: "The red lotus blooms." An illusory lotus appeared at Qian Jiang's feet and lifted Qian Jiang's body. Tongyun Sword Spirit showed his body at this time and said: "It's a pity that even if you have the blessing of this sword, you can't use this sword technique. Maybe you can arrange a seventh-grade fire-attribute magic array."

Qian Jiang said to Tongyun: "The seventh-grade formation is probably not easy to arrange, but although it cannot exert the power of the Red Lotus Sword Technique now, although it cannot exert the power of the Red Lotus Sword Technique now, it is enough to teach these juniors a lesson with the sword Technique of the Twelve Right Ways."

Tongyun said to him: "It's better to be cautious. There are many masters in this palace. Maybe they can recognize this swordsmanship?"

Qian Jiang came to the yard, and a red lotus sword appeared in his hand, and then danced a set of sword techniques. Tongyun looked at the sword technique and said in surprise: "This is the Tianxin Sword Technique, how could you do it?" Qian Jiang touched her nose and said: "It turns out that this sword technique is called Tianxin Sword Technique. How do you know? I thought that no one except me and her would know."

Tongyun looked at him and said, "Of course, when the man took us three swords to challenge his rival, the man used the Tianxin Sword Technique. Unfortunately, when he won the final victory, the man and his wife combined the swords to create the Mingxin Sword Technique, which happened to be the nemesis of the Tianxin Sword Technique."

After Tongyun finished speaking, she looked a little lonely. She remembered the shocking decisive battle many years ago. Her last move, Mingyue Tianxin, almost cut the continent into two. Now Yunhe is the product of that move.

Tongyun thought for a while and said to Qian Jiang: "I realize that the girl named Jiang is interested in you. You might as well marry her and teach her Mingxin sword technique. With the strength of your two, this sword technique is much more powerful."

Qian Jiang shook his head and said, "Forget it, now with the sword in my hand, you will not lose unless you meet a high-level cultivation level." Tongyun said to him, "You are so stubborn. Like that man, he thought so when he created the sword technique of the sky, but he was still defeated by Mingxin sword technique."

Qian Jiang shook his head disdainfully and said, "He is him, I am me. I believe that the sword in my hand will definitely bring me to the peak of swordsmanship."

Seeing Qian Jiang's arrogant look, Tongyun didn't say anything more, and turned back into the Qiankun bag again.

Qian Jiang practiced the sword for a while, and then he heard someone coming. Then soon a sharp voice knocked on the door and said, "Mr. Qian, please follow me to draw lots." Qian Jiang followed the eunuch to the front of the Qianqing Palace. The other contestants had arrived. The emperor sat on the dragon throne, and under the steps in front of him was a wooden box.

Seeing all the players arrive, the emperor began to tell the rules of the competition. The rules of the competition selected were relatively complicated. Everyone had to fight once, and the position was determined based on the number of victories. Only one game a day was played. Qian Jiang calculated silently in his mind, so there were twenty-eight games, which took nearly a month.

But Qian Jiang quickly felt relieved. In the last game, he not only gained fame, but also earned a good magic weapon. Even if he played for two or three months, he would not be long.

Qian Jiang was at the last place and drew the remaining number, No. 5. This number is still a number in the middle, and No. 1 is a disciple of the Huanjian Tower. The Huanjian Tower is naturally one of the seven holy places. This sect mainly consists of sword casting, and there are many good swords. Qian Jiang looked at the disciple of the Huanjian Tower and saw that the sword on the disciple was full of sword energy, so he must be a more useful flying sword.

After the lottery was finished, everyone left. At this time, Jiang Yueyin came to Qian Jiang again. She kept blushing and didn't say anything, and Qian Jiang didn't ask.

The two returned to their residence quietly. When they were parting, Jiang Yueyin bowed to Qian Jiang and said, "Mr. Qian, please give me more advice in future competitions. I hope the young master can become a Tianqing monk as he wishes."
Chapter completed!