Chapter 157

So the main point of today's discussion is the little content she had learned from Luo Wusheng's story with her sword heart.

When she thought of this, the little girl was a little unwilling.

She was obviously the descendant of the Sword Ancestor, and her sword talent was probably unmatched in the world, but why couldn't she tell the story that could make people's sword heart sublimate like someone else?

Especially that guy didn't have any self-awareness at all, is this also a talent?

Cultivation talent, refining talent, storytelling talent, and talent for making oneself angry... Can high talent allow you to do whatever you want?

Thinking angrily in her heart, Lu Yuli's face gradually showed a smile.

But this smile soon froze.

The little girl shook her head fiercely and looked up at the sky with a melancholy face.

(She was just angry with that guy, but she almost started to praise him again...)

Raising her hand and looking at the short sword in her white hand, Miss Jianxian once again felt that she was seriously ill now.

Her other hand gently touched her moist lips.

Hmph... It's all because of that incident. Now when I'm alone, I always think of that guy inexplicably.

"... But how come his message came so well this time, causing me to almost send the wrong reply just now... Is it a coincidence?"

Lu Yuli murmured in a low voice.

After the discussion, she thought about many things alone in this sword room, and finally made a small decision.

- Send a message to her master.

Tell her master directly that she has returned to the Sword Pavilion... After all, after the two uncles from Lingyu Peak and Meixiang Peak made a fuss, everyone in the Sword Pavilion knew that she had returned, and even many masters who had been unable to break through for many years had begun to pay attention to the situation here.

At this point, Lu Yuli felt that it would be better for her to tell her master about this earlier.

In this way, even if she chose to find an opportunity to miss the meeting with her master, her master would know from the uncles in the masters that she was safe and there was no need for her to worry. As the master had already been to the King's City and confirmed that it was safe, there was no need to go again.

In this way, the master could stay in the Sword Pavilion and stabilize his realm, and she would not have to worry about the things she was most worried about.

And if her master returned earlier, she could... cough, not to meet that guy again earlier!

In this way, after thinking for a while, Lu Yuli sent a message to her master during her free time.

The conversation in the message was basically as the little girl thought.

Even when her master asked her why she suddenly came to the Sword Pavilion at this moment, she was cleverly fooled by her familiarity with her master.

The reason was also made up long ago... It happened that she had the opportunity to go to Jianzhou with a friend, but she thought her master was still in the sect, so she went back to the Sword Pavilion first.

It was barely a truth, so Miss Jianxian had no psychological burden when she sent this message, and she also used this to explain why she suddenly opposed her master going to the King's City.

There is just one thing...

The little girl gently turned the wooden sword over, and a piece of writing slowly emerged.

Her eyes were focused on one of the sentences.

[Friend... is it someone you met when you were traveling around the world before? Since you have been separated for a while, could it be that you are also using this special wooden sword to communicate? ]

This was the reaction of her master after listening to the explanation.

It seemed that there was nothing wrong, just a question raised in accordance with her explanation...

But when Lu Yuli replied, she felt her heartbeat speed up a lot, perhaps because this was the first time she mentioned someone in a vague way in front of her master.

However, she still gave a positive answer to her master's two questions.

Since she already had that idea, the existence of a certain demon sect saint would sooner or later be known to her master. Instead of suddenly saying it at that time, it is better to give her master some psychological preparation now.

Although she thought so in her heart, she still felt a little flustered after sending the message. She began to worry that if her master continued to ask, she would reveal some flaws, so she decisively used the escape method [Master Uncle wants to see me for something].

But just as this side sent out, another message came from the other side.

The other side of the message became a certain demon sect saint.

Holding the hilt of the sword, Miss Jianxian spun the wooden sword boredly.

"After the Human Immortal Ranking Competition, I will not be able to meet him for a while..."

"Then I have to make pills in the ancient heaven... Fortunately, Bai Xiaoyao will go with me, so there is no need to rush."

"But there is only about half a month left before the Human Immortal Ranking Competition..."

"Well, I just forgot to ask where Master is now... But Master said in the message just now that he will not come back so soon. It should be like what he said last time. Is it safe in the Royal City at this moment? In that case, he should still be in the Royal City..."

"Anyway, he will not be in Jianzhou."

…………

Teahouse.

Luo Wusheng was a little nervous.

It was the first time for him to be alone in a room with a girl who seemed not to be the protagonist's harem, but had the appearance of the protagonist's harem.

Miss Qilin was wearing a mask that completely sealed her appearance, and a certain white-haired loli was most likely the protagonist's harem.

But this one in front of me...

Xiao Yuli shouldn't have accepted a master and then an uncle, right? And their attributes are somewhat overlapping, so the author Lao Siji shouldn't have added such a character to the harem in the later period...

Well, if the Seed of Luck has not turned into the Star Lotus of Luck today, it would give me a little more confirmation... It doesn't seem right. I was not really sure about the changes in the Seed of Luck and the protagonist before. Related to the harem.

Just as he was thinking this, a cup of tea was pushed to the table in front of Luo Wusheng.

"You...sir don't seem to be from Jianzhou?"

Listening to the words from the other side, Luo Wusheng paused slightly in holding the tea cup, and looked at the woman opposite who was slightly covering her face with a veil.

But soon he smiled calmly.

"Indeed, this is my first time in Jianzhou..."

Although he had been sitting with the Jiange Fairy in front of him for some time, Luo Wusheng did not tell each other about his family status... but the reason was that neither party was willing to tell his true identity.

As far as Luo Wusheng is concerned, if he wants to report to his family now, he will probably only report to the world of Loose Cultivator Long Dahai.

After all, his name is now much more famous than before. Although most of the people who have seen him are still stranded in the Royal City because of the fight for the Human Immortal List, his name is still spread, but it is not as exaggerated as in the Royal City. That’s all.

As for the other side...it is true that there is no custom of giving names when the leader of the Sword Pavilion is outside. It seems to be a practice passed down from the time of the Sword Ancestor.

Gently picking up the teacup, Luo Wusheng leaned back on the wooden chair.

"But how did the fairy see this? Is there some obvious difference between Jianzhou monks and cultivators from other places?"

Section 1 # Volume 1 # Chapter 234 Ling Shuangxue’s surprise (second update)

Feeling the temperature of the tea cup in his hand, Luo Wusheng quietly waited for the reply from the other side.

Opposite him, Ling Shuangxue gently poured herself a cup of tea.

"Swords don't lie."

She paused for a moment, took a sip of tea, and then continued: "Sir, he is dressed as a sword cultivator, and he also possesses sword intent. He does look a bit like a local monk in Jianzhou... but his body is close to Nascent Soul. He has great cultivation, but his sword intention is not polished, and in my opinion, there is no aura of practicing swordsmanship all the time. There is no such person among the swordsmen in Jianzhou."

After saying that, she drank a few more sips of tea.

She rarely spoke for such a long period of time.

But her words seemed more natural than at the beginning.

(The "good friend" who went to Jianzhou with Yuli this time...maybe he is.)

But regarding that matter... I probably need a little more confirmation.

After listening to Ling Shuangxue's explanation, Luo Wusheng was obviously stunned for a moment, and then a strange expression appeared on his face.

Good guy, can it be so easy to see through the fact that I am a parallel sword cultivator?

Fortunately, I thought I had already dressed up as the sword fairy in white that I imagined...

Luo Wusheng, who was a little embarrassed, drank all the tea in his hand.

But immediately he was stunned.

After drinking the tea, he clearly felt that his newly born sword intention had become slightly more condensed.

"This tea..."

Luo Wusheng looked at the Jiange Fairy opposite with some surprise.

The tea he was drinking at this moment was not prepared by the teahouse, but was brewed by the veiled woman herself in front of him.

Originally, Luo Wusheng only thought that this was because neither of them knew the specific identity of the other party, so the other party chose to ease the atmosphere to facilitate the discussion.

But the effect of the tea in my hand...

"This is sword-raising tea...it has a good effect on Sir's sword intention that has not yet transformed."

Ling Shuangxue's words of explanation were heard, while Luo Wusheng swallowed his saliva.

This effect is not only good, the cup I just drank is probably worth a human-level sword ghost, right?

Moreover, Luo Wusheng also had an impression of the name Yangjian Tea.

In the original work, this seems to be a special product with limited production in Jiange, and is usually only allocated to the leader of Nascent Soul...

In other words, the identity of the other party as the leader of Jiange is completely confirmed.

He was still thinking about it, but the newly empty tea cup had been refilled at some point.

"...If you like it, sir, I can also give you a few cans of tea as a gift."

Ling Shuangxue looked at the reaction of the boy opposite her with soft eyebrows.

The sword-raising tea that Jiange rations to each Nascent Soul leader every year is indeed not much, but in the past she had a cold temperament, and Frost Xuefeng only had her own disciples to accompany her all year round. With few people visiting, she did use the annual sword-raising tea. The sword tea was basically saved, and I even forgot that there was such a thing.

It wasn't until she broke through the middle stage of Nascent Soul and received a bunch of tea leaves from the sect that she remembered that she still had a bunch of these things...

Well, there is also a reason why her disciple's entry into the country is too weird.

You cannot drink the Sword-raising Tea before your Sword Intent has been condensed. Forcibly drinking it is harmful and useless. After the Sword Intent reaches a certain level, the effect of Sword-raising Tea becomes a little subtle... However, her disciples went from having no Sword Intent to having little Sword Intent. The achievement was like riding a rocket, so she didn't have time to think of giving her disciples some sword-raising tea.

Moreover, she soon fell into a state of obsession because of a mistake on the road...

But when her words fell into Luo Wusheng's ears, it was completely different.

(gift...or a few cans?)

This must be the level of a rich woman in Jiange, right?

He subconsciously looked at the girl opposite again.

She is good-looking, has a high status, is well-educated, has sufficient financial resources, and is famous but has no owner...

Without knowing what thoughts were in his mind, Luo Wusheng gently turned the teacup and looked into the eyes above the veil.

"The fairy's kindness...is indeed tempting, but thinking about it, the matter that the fairy wants to discuss with me should not be that simple, right?"

Ling Shuangxue was stunned for a moment, then understood what Luo Wusheng meant and shook her head gently.

She said what she just said just because she was driven by her heart, without any other meaning.

However, she did not explain it, because this development was also in line with her wishes.

So she took another sip of tea.

"Sir's sword intention should be obtained by accidentally killing the sword demon, right?"

"good."

Luo Wusheng admitted frankly.

Since the other party has already seen that he has never practiced swordsmanship, it is not difficult to deduce that he obtained the sword intention through trickery.

Without waiting for Ling Shuangxue to speak further, he continued: "The purpose of the fairy's trip to Jianyang City should also be related to the sword ghost, right?"

Seeing the surprise in the other person's expression, Luo Wusheng drank all the tea in the cup again.

"When the fairy took action today, I happened to see the message hidden in the light of the sword that the fairy used to force back those heavy sword monks."

This explanation made Ling Shuangxue suddenly understand, but her beautiful eyes subconsciously looked at the young man in front of her.

She, who never had strong mood swings, rarely showed such surprise.