Wuyue Jianchi, one of the eight major sects in the world, is located in the Peach Blossom Valley in the southeast of Guangling County, Jiangzhou, Nanzhao. The Peach Blossom Valley is surrounded by mountains and steep walls. Only a rugged and narrow path in the west leads into the valley. It can be said that one man is at the gate of ten thousand men.

In addition to the famous beautiful peach blossoms in Peach Blossom Valley, there are clouds and mists all year round like a fairyland. But there are very few people who can enjoy such beautiful scenery except for the people in the sword pool.

On this day, inside and outside the long path on the west side of the Peach Blossom Valley was no longer as quiet and quiet as before. People in different clothes walked into the Peach Blossom Valley in groups. What was strange was that there were no people from Wu Yue Jianchi at the entrance, and there were no people in the form of a card to interrogate them, so they just let them enter the valley at will.

Qing Yan and his four people were in the row, and several followed the crowd and walked slowly into the Taohua Valley. Qing Yan asked Zhao Jing in a low voice: "Brother Jing, this Wu Yue Jianchi is really skilled and brave. He doesn't set up checkpoints at the intersection. Are you afraid that someone will be ill-behaved?"

Zhao Jing walked forward without looking sideways and replied in a low voice: "Brother Qingyan doesn't know anything. It is said that when the sword was a while back then, Wu Yue's sword pool was not as high as the current one. Some strangers in the martial arts world thought that they came to Taohua Valley to cause trouble with their own ability. What do you think? Those who had ill-thought-out plans were caught by Jianchi, and they were thrown into the oil pan by the first generation of the family heads that year. The oil pan was placed at the intersection we had just entered. From then on, no one had the courage to come here to play wild again."

After hearing Zhao Jing's explanation, Qingyan was chilling and thought to himself that the first generation head of the family was so cruel. Not to mention whether these people should be punished for their crimes, but they fryed the person with a oil pan. It can be seen that the first generation head of the family was absolutely extremely bad.

The path is extremely narrow, and at most two people can walk in parallel. Qingyan is not good at observing the surroundings at this moment, so he can only observe the few people in the world ahead. Although he doesn’t know which school they are, just by looking at their walking posture, he knows that he must have been a casual and unruly person in the past.

After walking for half an hour, Qingyan and the other four walked out of the path, feeling refreshed and happy. The peach blossoms in front of them were very beautiful, and the clouds and mist in the air made people feel as if they were in a fairyland, including small bridges, flowing water, and rugged rocks. The scenery was so beautiful.

Because it was not the last group of people entering the valley, after a little observation, the few people continued to walk forward to fear blocking their way out. But I don’t know how big this peach forest is. After walking for an incense stick, I haven’t walked out yet. It seems that this Peach Blossom Valley is indeed well-known.

After passing a stone bridge, Qingyan found that an extremely empty area appeared not far ahead. After looking at each other, he couldn't hide his excitement and walked forward. After walking out of the peach forest, he saw a platform about ten miles long and wide appeared in front of him. There were countless peach wood chairs all around the platform, which was generous and generous. In addition, the peach blossoms drifted in the air with the wind were actually intoxicating like a dream.

"Brother Jing, do you have a few of us seats for so many chairs? If you sit on someone else's chair, it will not only bring people ridicule, but may also have disputes with each other." Qing Yan said in embarrassment as he looked at the rows of chairs around him.

Zhao Jing observed for a while and walked towards the east side, whispering: "Brother Qingyan, don't worry, Wu Yue's sword pool has rules. Every time the sword stove is opened, these seats are first served first, and there is no fixed position. Although the sword pool is treated equally, there is an unwritten rule, that is, the first row of positions around can be enjoyed by the seniors who are respected in the martial arts world."

Dong Qi interrupted at this time, "Yes, if someone who is blindly sitting in the first row, even if he is not taught a lesson on the spot, the end of leaving Taohua Valley will definitely be very miserable. Since we know this rule, we should stay away and sit in the last row. Anyway, the view here is wide and we are not afraid of not being able to see the excitement."

Qingyan then put his heart in his stomach and followed Zhao Jing to the last row of chairs in Dongfang.

After sitting down, there were already many people sitting around him. Looking at the men, women, old or young people around him, Qing Yan asked curiously: "Brother Jing, what kind of sect are these people?"

Zhao Jing smiled hoarsely when he heard this: "Brother Qingyan, although I know a lot compared to you, you already know my identity. How can I tell the sects of these people here as you know? And you don't need to ask Dong Yan, their Lingnan Prince's Mansion is in the southwest of the South Zhao border, and they only know less than me."

Qing Yan smiled apologetically and stopped asking. Dong Yan was a little proud at this time: "Brother Qing Yan, don't listen to Zhao Jing's nonsense. Although I don't know much, that's not a small amount. Do you see the old man in gray at the front? It's that short old man. Don't look at him inconspicuously, that's the leader of the Yangzhou Iron Palm Sect. Although the Iron Palm Sect is not one of the eight major sects, Lu Pinglan has made a name for himself in the world with his unique skill "Cinnabar Palm". It should not be underestimated."

Zhao Jing looked at Dong Jing with some surprise and said in surprise: "It's really strange. You, the prince in the southwest border, even the leader of the Iron Palm Sect in Yangzhou. You can do it." Qing Yan has always been very curious about these things in the world. Seeing that Dong Jing knew so much, he continued to ask: "Brother Dong, you are really knowledgeable. Then hurry up and talk about who the others are?"

It would be fine if Qingyan didn't ask. After asking, Dong Yan's previous smug smile froze on his face and said unnaturally: "That, I can't remember it for a while. Brother Rong, I'll think about it again, think about it again..."

Dong Zhao looked at his brother with contempt next to Qingyan, with a look of disgust, "Okay, stop asking him. I guess he knows that old man Lu in the entire Taohua Valley. I don't know how his father was so wise and powerful, so how could he give birth to such a stupid son like you."

The atmosphere was very awkward as Dong Zhao said. Qingyan knew that the reason was that he was too curious, so he laughed and changed the topic: "Brother Dong, it's midsummer at this time, and I don't know the fruit plate or something in this sword pool." Dong Yan saw Qingyan smoothing out the situation, and quickly took the opportunity to go down the steps and said: "That's right, the weather is so hot, I don't know the fruit plate of this sword pool. Well? Brother Qingyan, what is the fruit plate?"

Qingyan really wanted to slap himself a few times at this moment. He wanted to smooth things over, but he even said the terms from later generations. Seeing Zhao Jing and Dong Zhao also looked at him curiously, Qingyan quickly explained: "Fruit plate, as the name suggests, is a fruit platter. Cut some apples, oranges, bananas, pears, etc. into pieces and put them on a plate. It can be said to be a must-have product for cooling off."

After hearing the explanation, several people suddenly realized.

Seeing that he was confused, Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief and looked over the platform. He saw that there was nothing else on the platform, and he didn't know how the Sword Three began and proceeded.

"Brother Jing, although you know that you have never participated in the sword one sword two, I think you must have heard a lot of rumors. In what form did it start?"

"I have heard some rumors. It is said that when Jian Yi was a moment. When the people of the martial arts world entered the Peach Blossom Valley, the Mo Wen sword was already inserted on this platform, and there was no outstanding opening. Jian Yi was a little lively. The second generation of the family head, the current Qin Laojiao, inserted the two swords of Yu Chen and Nian Qing into a large tripod, carrying the tripod like a god."

After a moment of fantasy in his mind, Qingyan couldn't help but be fascinated and asked again: "Then everyone who is destined can get it. What kind of destined method is it?"

Dong Yan, who turned on the chatterbox mode, answered with a quick look: "What else can you do with fate? Of course it is a fight. It is said that when Jian Yi was not the head of the family. In order to compete for Mo Wen Jian, he was a big killer and defeated all the people from the world who came to seize the sword. At this point, Qin Mu's reputation was well known in the world. Jian Er Shi was much more intense. Qin Xijun, who was not a princess, fought with the nameless master, and no one could do anything to anyone. In the end, it was the free and easy way of the master of Qin's hometown, who gave the white feather dust sword to Qin Xijun, who was dressed in white, and the yellow Nianqing sword to the mysterious master in brown clothes."

Although Qing Yan also sighed at the free and easy nature of the Master Qin's hometown, he still asked: "Since there are two swords, why are these two fighting?"

"Maybe it was the master's fight, and the arrogance in his heart was at work."

Just as the few people were chatting, they suddenly felt that the noisy environment around them suddenly stopped and the needle could be heard. This change made Qingyan and others immediately nervous, and then they stared at the platform in the distance, knowing in their hearts that this was about to begin.

‘Swoosh’

A sound of breaking through the air from far to near, Qingyan looked at the sound, and a red and fire-like thing shot from the distance like the Nine Heavens Divine Flame, shot up from the air from a distance, with a very fast speed. Before Qingyan could see what it was, the red light had already landed on the platform, and a heat wave also poured down around the platform as the object stopped.

This heat wave made Qingyan and others unable to open their eyes for a moment. After getting used to it, they looked up and saw that the object on the platform was nothing else, but a red sword. The sword was inserted obliquely in the center of the platform, emitting a hot breath.

"Good sword!!"

These two words appeared in the hearts of everyone present. Some people's eyes were stunning, while others were greedy. Qingyan and others also observed the sword, but because the distance was a bit far, they could only roughly see that the sword was reddish and seemed to have some golden color.

Zhao Jing whispered, "Look at that!" The few people looked up and saw an old man slowly falling from the air of the platform. Qing Yan didn't know how he reached such a high position, but at this moment he was shocked that the speed of the old man's whereabouts was absolutely extraordinary and very slowly.

The old man was wearing a black robe and a little thin figure, giving people a feeling of being weak, but no one present dared to underestimate the old man. Even if he was a little older and did not know his identity, he felt that there were few people in the world who had reached the pinnacle of light skills.

The old man was where he fell was on the hilt of the red sword, which was impartial. After looking around, he slowly spoke behind his hands: "Old Qin Mu, today he has received the heroes of the Jianghu and the Lake of the world. I am honored to be honored."

Don’t ask about the waterfalls in the illusion and darkness, and the eight arms of the sky and jade block the river!

Qingyan couldn't hide his excitement. Although he didn't know if the poem was ranked first, it was natural that it made sense not to ask the Thirteen Swords in the first place. The old man in front of him was Qin Mu's original, which made Qingyan's eyes dare not leave, and he observed carefully.

The other three were also staring at Qin Mu, with a look of longing in their eyes. Zhao Jing said with emotion: "From the first time I learned about the world, I have heard of the reputation of the Qin Mu family head and Mo Wen Thirteen Swords many times. Today I was lucky enough to see the Qin Mu family head, and the hardships along the way were nothing."

"That's right, since you can have a son like Qin Qiushui, the head of Qin Mu's hometown is definitely the top man in the world." Dong Jian also looked at Qin Mu with a fascination and said with emotion.

Although Dong Zhao did not speak, the expression in her beautiful eyes had already explained it all.
Chapter completed!