Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

The visitor is a flourishing man. Tianwu domain was once the first swordsman of the youth of the 18 southern states. Although the name has long been overtaken by Xiao Chen.

But today it is also famous, the famous rear knife in Tianwu domain, it is not surprising that we can meet each other here.

The wind walked fast and laughed: “I knew you would come, Brother Xiao. People say you are not a knife, you will definitely come here to prove yourself. ”

The words were endless, Xiao Chen heard some strange and puzzled words: “Brother Feng, where did you start this, why should I prove myself? ”

Instead, the wind flourished and surprised: “Did Brother Xiao Chen not hear what Master Tianding said? ”

“What do you mean? ”

“Someone once asked him if he would invite Brother Xiao to the tea ceremony, and he said no. Said that you are famous for spreading the word, but you haven't seen the knife for a long time. The white robe knife is just a fictitious name. The knife can't be called a knife. Since you are not a knife, you will not be invited. ”

Xiao Chen's heart was overwhelmed by the fact that he had not received an invitation, and there was also a reason for this. Seems like Win Joan helped himself to get the invitation, which should take a lot of work.

White wave, this guy should get a good look at it. It might be interesting.

Xiao Chen was not angry when he heard this, but rather expected a little more from this tea session.

“Brother Xiao, are you okay? Baiwang is also a fast man. Under the Knife King's Gate, he inevitably has some arrogance. ”

Xiao Chen was silent and seemed to have heard this for the first time. The wind was brisk and asked. Afraid that the other party would get angry, he really went to tea party.

Xiao Chen took out the invitation and smiled. “This is the first time I've heard this, but I've got the invitation. If you don't mind, I'll go with Brother Feng. ”

The wind flourished and he sighed relieved: “Naturally you won't mind, attending this tea party with Brother Xiao is a good thing. ”

Street people are endless, a swordsman dressed as a knife walks toward Tian Ding Square in the city, at this moment, all people are trending toward the same spot.

The influence of the tea ceremony can be seen in a hurry.

Big Tian Ding Square, decorated with wonderful flowers. The surge of people, the martial arts in the main square city hall, led the way personally, entertained, kept all this in order, without any confusion.

Above the square, the courtyard linli, the fake mountain fountain, from time to time, three or two friends gather together, or sit on the floor, or the loft gathering, tea tasting, communication, carry-on knife, each put aside.

There are also merchants on the ground, selling all knife-related merchandise, knife souls, secrets, ore, etc.

The whole scene was so lively and laughing.

Xiao Chen's heart felt compelled to create a little admiration for this white wave. It is not an easy thing to host such an event and arrange everything in order.

“Brother Xiao, this is the outside of Tian Ding Square, looking lively, but not very good, the real tea party, arranged in the center of the square, can not enter without invitations. ”

Speaking in style, he summoned a waitress and handed the invitation to the other party.

Xiao Chen had samples and also gave the invitation to the maid.

The handsome maid, checking it out, smiled happily: "Two dignitaries, please come with me. ”

In the periphery, the two entered the centre of the square smoothly after a few careful checks on the invitations after a number of well-guarded checkpoints.

That open land, above the high platform, eighteen stone columns engraving the ancient knife passengers, straight into the sky, 100 meters apart, arc moonlight standing.

It is said that these eighteen stone columns were not carved by the descendants, but by the eighteen knife kings after the emperor, created the same vision of heaven and earth as the Reddy Valley in the heavenly realm.

There are elegant wooden tables on the high deck, and first-come guests are already ready.

There are not many visitors, but there are 30 or 40 people, but none of them are out of line. They are the younger generation, the swordsmen are very thorough, and their respective swordsmen have reached a very high position.

A single sight is crossed, the knife is the essence, it seems to be heard in the air, the blade is handed over, crisp sound.

Eighteen stone columns, centered under the stone columns, lay a long wooden table, only one person, Chinese gown, waistplate jade strap, embedded with pearl jade stone, a natural and noble appearance.

If you want to come here, Tianding City's young city lord is in vain, but on the seat next to him, empty, the mysterious knife, Wenko did not show up.

Walk a hundred steps, Xiao Chen and the wind flourish, while climbing the high stage.

“Congratulations to the full moon building, Haotian Zongxiaochen, two sons, come to the tea party. ”

Beneath the platform, a servant read Xiao Chen's identity with the name on the invitation.

The Quartet caused a lot of disturbance. White wave frowned and looked at Xiao Chen, but then left.

A handsome maid comes forward and brings Xiao Chen and the wind to a wooden table with some vintage and zero fruit, fine snacks and fine tea.

Xiao Chen served a cup and took a light sip, revealing a hint of satisfaction on his face.

Although he doesn't know much about tea, he can also feel the value of tea from the fresh fragrance of the mouth and the coolness of the tea that is scattered around the body after it enters the body.

Looking at the spiritual fruit on the table, this Xiao Chen is very good, a rough glance and you can see that the medicine is no less than 3,000 years old, which is kind of a real pen.

“Strange, strange, young city owner, didn't you say that someone has a knife player's name, but there is no knife player's truth? How did the royal knife arrive at the annual knife event this decade? ”

Xiao Chen just sat down, good things bold people, directly provoked the head.

This person's face is pale with a moderate morbidity, and his voice also has the smell of yin and cold. His death is heavy. At first glance, he is a ghost person.

The wind flourished and frowned, explaining: "This man is called Jiang Chengzi, the ghost tribe has few skilled swordsmen, specializing in the death knife lane, it is very good, has formed the shape of a sword soul, the knife is very exquisite. ”

Xiao Chen took a rough glance. The knife owners who are doing it have reached the minimum of Dacheng. Ninety percent of the knife intent is not a small number, which can form the shape of a knife soul.

The wind around him is one, the other is the river city, the white waves on the stage are as deep as his own, the outsiders can not even perceive their knife intentions.

"I gave him an invitation, but as a friend, I said the same thing, the knife is not in the hands of the knife, the reputation goes on, it is nothing but a watch, not a knife. ”

Xiao Chen put his lip aside and gave a rather amusing smile on his face. This statement is very straightforward, showing nobility and arrogance.

Hold down the wind to speak for yourself, Xiao Chen smiled, nothing disputed. He just came here to see what opponents he had after April. He didn't have to struggle to argue.

Jiang Chengzi snorted up and didn't say much. He just glanced at Xiao Chen or looked rather bad. I don't know where Xiao Chen had offended this ghost knife.

Baiwang shook the glass to the wind: “Brother Feng has become famous since he was a young man. In the early years, the title of the first sword of the southern world was even more famous. Today I would like to reward you with a cup of tea for you. ”

“Brother Bai, you're welcome.” The wind flourished and shouted quickly.

Baiwang continued: “Brother Gangjiang, he practiced some of the knowledge of the death knife, and exchanged with you. Since Brother Feng is here, he is also with you. Explain the knife method you have learned. ”

Tea party, the first process is tea theory, exchange experience, progress together, the wind will not refuse to flourish naturally, put down the teacup, and start talking about the wind knife path you have repaired.

“The wind has fierce winds, gentle breezes, warm spring breezes, permeable cold winds. Every different wind, there are a few changes, you can drill a little bit, just take one, practice it to the peak, and you can laugh all over. If the talent is great and the sky is horizontal, you can also incorporate the wind of change into your knife surgery...”

The wind and fashion talk about their cultivated wind knife, there is no nigga, share some of the experience, the style, the mouth of the river. At the same time, it opens its doubts and misunderstandings to the public and seeks answers.

When speaking of knife, the atmosphere is good. From time to time, people ask questions, even flash of spirit, and put forward new insights. White waves are even more serious to listen to. They also put forward their own opinions on some of the confusion raised by the prevailing wind.

With such an atmosphere, Xiao Chen couldn't help but immerse himself in it. It sounded delicate.