Jian Mountain is very high, and the sky above Jian Mountain is as blue as a wash, with a few thin clouds dotted in it, like a transparent watercolor painting.

Jianshan Mountain is also very cold. There is snow all year round on the top of the mountain. But the strange thing is that there is a clear spring that never freezes and flows down from Jianshan Mountain. Due to the steepness of Jianshan Mountain, many rivers become waterfalls, which look like dazzling waterfalls from a distance.

The white flying dragon is amazing.

Lin Ming had already climbed the Sword Mountain. With his cultivation, he could have climbed directly over the Sword Mountain without disturbing anyone, but he stopped.

Stepping on the white snow and feeling the cold sword intent, Lin Ming had an inexplicable feeling.

After more than a hundred years, old friends meet again, but things have changed and people have changed.

Jiang Boyun was not an outstanding opponent in Lin Ming's growth path. Compared with the Son of Creation and Shengmei, the darlings of heaven and earth, he was simply not worth mentioning.

But Lin Ming had a deep impression on Jiang Boyun because of Jiang Boyun's proud character and Lin Ming's ambition.

It's a pity that the restriction of birth has become a shackles for Jiang Boyun. Even if his heart is as high as the sky, he can't break free!

Thinking of this, Lin Ming felt sorry for Jiang Boyun. If he was born into a big family in the God's Domain, the result would not be like this. However, fate is so unfair.

Lin Ming was wandering on the top of the mountain. These days, more and more people gathered on Sword Mountain.

The people who come are all outstanding people from the Southern Sky Region.

They took jade spiritual boats and colorful spiritual birds and flew to Jian Mountain.

Lin Ming watched silently. He was used to seeing top-notch divine beasts in the Divine Realm, and used to seeing Tianzun Lingbao-class spirit ships. He knew that these spirit ships and spirit birds in front of him only looked glamorous, but in fact they were not worth mentioning at all...

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Warriors in the mortal world have mortal happiness.

I recall that back then, during the Qixuan Valley General Sect's martial arts competition, Mu Qinghong arrived on the Suzaku, and I don't know how many people were shocked.

On the top of Jian Mountain, there is a pool with misty water.

The ice-free clear spring on the mountain flows out from here. Therefore, this pool is also ice-free all year round.

The pool is full of ice lotus flowers, and there are dozens of large and small water pavilions.

This kendo tea party was held on these pavilions.

And Lin Ming, as an uninvited guest, stood on one of the largest but relatively peripheral pavilions, standing with the disciples of the big shots in the Southern Sky Territory.

"Huh? Why is it you?"

Not far from Lin Ming, a ten-year-old girl was stunned. It was just a few hours ago that Lin Ming met a young man and woman under the Sword Mountain.

Her senior brother was also on the pavilion and was equally surprised when he saw Lin Ming.

There are no people guarding this Sword Mountain at all, because the Sword Mountain is filled with sword intent, making it impossible for ordinary people to climb up.

"This dear friend, how did you get here?"

The young man looked at the cold mask on Lin Ming's face and was a little confused.

When he saw Lin Ming at the bottom of the mountain, he thought he was a weirdo or even a fool. Unexpectedly, looking back, this fool actually reached the top of the mountain before them.

However, Lin Ming didn't seem to hear their questions at all. He just looked at the center of the cold pond, waiting for the kendo tea party.

This gave the young man and woman a hard time and made them feel like they were asking for trouble.

"This man must be deaf..."

The girl was so angry that her small breasts heaved violently. In fact, she knew that Lin Ming was not deaf. When he called Lin Ming at the foot of the mountain before, he saw Lin Ming turning around.

She was purely angry with Lin Ming, but not surprisingly, Lin Ming turned a deaf ear to her.

He seemed indifferent to everything around him.

"Okay, junior sister, please stop saying a few words. Have you forgotten Master's teachings..." the young man scolded in a low voice. The girl pouted her lips and stopped talking.

At this time, the kendo tea party finally started.

The Kendo Tea Party is not a martial arts competition where the superiors and inferiors must be distinguished. It is just a competition between the kendo masters from the Southern Sky Territory to learn from each other, learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses, and gain insights into the kendo.

Therefore, everyone took action not to determine the outcome, but to use their own unique moves to show off their swordsmanship.

In Lin Ming's opinion, the swordsmanship of these people was naturally not top-notch.

Until...Jiang Boyun appeared.

Today, Jiang Boyun is wearing a green suit. His eyebrows are like two swords flying sideways into his temples. His eyes are deep and deep, like a pair of gems.

Behind Jiang Boyun, he was carrying a sword box. The sword box was made of metal, heavy and simple.

At the end of the sword box, two swords were exposed, one cyan and one black.

All this is exactly the same as when the Qixuan Valley General Sect held a martial arts competition.

Jiang Boyun uses two swords, but the two swords are not used at the same time, but are different swords, corresponding to different moves.

Today, he is still like this.

And Jiang Boyun’s opponent turned out to be Lin Ming’s old friend Jiang Lanjian!

During the Qixuan Valley General Sect's martial arts competition, Jiang Lanjian also left a deep impression on Lin Ming. When Lin Ming needed to hide his real name for a while, he named himself Lin Lanjian.

It turns out that over the years, Jiang Boyun and Jiang Lanjian have been rivals of each other, and as they have sympathetic rivals, they will naturally make rapid progress.

Jiang Lanjian, who has been separated for more than a hundred years, looks somewhat similar to Jiang Boyun. He is also in his thirties. He is wearing a blue suit. His facial features are not as sharp as Jiang Boyun's, but the edge is hidden in his heart, which makes people...

Just looking at him was like looking at a sword hidden in a box.

Jiang Lanjian smiled and said to Jiang Boyun: "Brother Boyun, we haven't fought for another three years! How many moves did we fight last time?"

"Eighty-three moves!" Jiang Boyun replied.

"Okay, today, my goal is to break 100!"

Jiang Lanjian's strength has always been inferior to Jiang Boyun's, but in the Nantian Territory, it is already a miracle that he can support hundreds of moves in Jiang Boyun's hands.

"Master, come on!"

Next to Lin Ming, the 18-year-old girl who had had a conflict with him before clapped her hands, her beautiful eyes shining brightly, and she was obviously very excited. It turned out that the young man and woman Lin Ming met were disciples of Jiang Lanjian.

Lin Ming didn't think much about this. He didn't pay much attention to it either. He quietly watched the competition between Jiang Boyun and Jiang Lanjian.

Jiang Boyun and Jiang Lanjian each cultivated their own sword intent. For a moment, the sword rainbow was in the sky, extremely gorgeous.

Their sword intent even caused the swords of some low-level warriors present to sing softly. The sounds of all the soft chants gathered together, like bursts of dragon roars, which shocked people.

For low-level disciples, this is a grand scene that they have never seen before!

They were immediately excited and excited.

"Amazing! As expected of Yun Jianxian and Lan Jianxian. I feel like my sword is about to leave the scabbard and fly into the air!"

"They are the two most outstanding swordsmen in the Southern Sky Region. Normal swordsmen can't fight against them at all. They are attracted to them even before they strike their swords! And I heard that... Yun Jianxian and Lan Jianxian were from the same sect.

Where are the brothers!"

"Yes! They are indeed from the same sect. It is just a very inconspicuous small sect called Qixuan Valley. It is incredible that it can produce such outstanding people at the same time."

Qixuan Valley is just a third-grade sect. Even if it is placed in a small place like Nantian Territory, it is not enough to see. You must know that the Nanhai Demon Territory, which also belongs to Nantian Territory, is a fifth-grade sect.

Even Divine Phoenix Island is infinitely stronger than Qixuan Valley. It is not easy for Jiang Lanjian and Jiang Boyun to reach this point.

"Hey! Don't underestimate Qixuan Valley. You probably don't know that Qixuan Valley once produced a legendary figure. He was also a sect member of Yun Jianxian and Lan Jianxian. Back then, Qixuan Valley's main sect held a martial arts competition.

This person's ranking was even higher than that of Yun Jianxian and Lan Jianxian, and he aspired to be the first in the martial arts competition of the general sect. Later, he entered the four major divine kingdoms and stirred up great storms. Later, he broke through the void and ascended to become a god.

It is said that his achievements are higher than those of Emperor Sakyamuni three thousand years ago!!"

"You are talking about Lin Minglin, right? How could you not know! He is a legend in the Southern Sky Territory, but he is so powerful that many people think it is too far away and too mythical, so they don't believe that he is a legend in the Southern Heaven Territory.

Come out."

"Qixuan Valley, the ancestral memorial tablets are really on fire. But having said that, in the same era, the emergence of a top genius will drive up the overall strength of a sect and make many geniuses chase each other. Only in this way can a certain genius appear.

An era is full of talented people. After all, Yun Jianxian and Lan Jianxian are able to achieve their current achievements, probably because of Lin Ming's influence!"

Lin Ming is a mythical name no matter in the Southern Sky Territory or in the four central divine kingdoms.

However, when Lin Ming heard these comments, he looked indifferent.

Under the cold mask, his eyes were completely silent, as if he had never heard anything.

"Hey! Speaking of Master Lin, I know best. My master has told me personally about Master Lin."

When Lin Ming was mentioned, the eighteen-year-old girl whom Lin Ming met at the foot of the mountain couldn't wait to join the discussion circle.

Her master is her pride. Her master's experience is also her pride.

How could she miss such a great opportunity to show off.

"Yes, Fairy Jiang is a direct disciple of Lan Jianxian. How could you not know this? Tell me!"

Some people can't wait to hear the story.

And this question suddenly made "Fairy Jiang" more and more interested. Beside her, his senior brother shook his head, a little funny, and said to himself: "Already eighteen years old, he still has the mentality of a child..."

The girl was beaming as she spoke, successfully attracting the attention of all the young disciples around her. For most of them, their grandfather was not even born when Lin Ming was rampaging in the Southern Sky Territory.

The rumors they heard later had different versions, and they couldn't agree on one. Now it was rare to meet a "person involved" talking about it, so of course they listened with interest.
To be continued...