My Sword Has a Way

Chapter 71: The Duel between the Great Sword Masters

The young man frowned slightly, but before he could reach out to take it, the elegant man was already dead.

Xu Zhian squatted down, picked up the light green jade talisman in the man's hand, and looked at it carefully.

"No need to look at it, it's just an ordinary communication jade talisman."

The young boy's confused thoughts were interrupted by the gentle reminder from the girl beside him.

The young man put away the jade talisman and opened the man's small object, which was a small black spiritual bag with a crane and some auspicious clouds embroidered on the outside.

Xu Zhian opened it carefully, and immediately a pile of messy things poured out. Among them, an old book that was a little worn and slightly yellowed attracted the boy's attention.

"Spiritual Herb Treasure Mirror."

The young girl nearby saw this and muttered softly, then she was no longer interested in it.

Xu Zhian flipped open the book slightly, and the faintly smudged black ancient characters inside piqued the boy's interest.

"Spiritual grass, yellow spirit essence, frost on snow..."

Xu Zhian put away the ancient book and saw Jiang Ying holding a black Mudu and examining it carefully.

Xu Zhian pushed aside some debris and saw a bag of mountain ghost coins. A rough count showed that there were about a hundred or eighty coins.

In a small wooden box placed nearby, there lay a strange round coin quietly. One side was black with a yin-yang fish engraved on it, and the other side was white with the word "Tao" engraved on it.

The young man thought for a long time before he felt that the coin in front of him could be one of the possible coins. That was the legendary Enlightenment Coin. As for how much an Enlightenment Coin was worth, Xu Zhian didn't know the answer for a while.

The girl at the side was packing up the black Mudu and said to Xu Zhian, "Can you give me this Mudu?"

Xu Zhian said without hesitation: "This is ill-gotten gains. If you need it, just take it."

Jiang Ying frowned slightly, but still didn't say anything else.

After an incense stick of time, Xu Zhian threw away some useless debris and walked towards the side of the cave with the girl.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, a spot of light became infinitely larger. When I got closer, I found that it was an exit.

The two carefully walked out of the cave, and suddenly the view became clear after a dazzling moment. They looked at each other, both with shocked expressions.

"Miss Jiang... this should be the secret place, right?"

Xu Zhian asked the girl in red beside him, and Jiang Ying immediately came back to her senses and nodded, "It should be this."

I saw that below the exit, there was a world of its own, and a canyon below. The temperature was just right, and it was spring-like, with flowers, birds, insects, and fish all around, making it extremely warm.

As a sound was heard in the distance, the two looked at the same time and seemed to see several figures intertwining with each other.

"Looking at this momentum, it seems that we have no chance of getting the opportunity here."

Jiang Ying frowned slightly and opened her red lips.

Xu Zhian looked towards the location of the sound, where there was an ancient temple from which the loud noise came.

"This kind of spiritual power fluctuation probably belongs to what realm of cultivator?"

Xu Zhian asked the girl, and the girl thought for a moment before speaking, "It won't be lower than the Xuanhai realm of the middle second realm, or even the Tianxuan cultivator of the middle third realm."

Xu Zhian's face was solemn, and after a moment he said: "It doesn't matter if there is no opportunity, I prefer to practice sword!"

After saying that, he headed down the slope first.

In front of a stick of incense.

Three figures in green robes in front of the temple looked at the dilapidated temple with upturned corners with excitement on their faces.

At this moment, the young swordsman in the front looked at a stone statue at the back of the temple and frowned slightly.

"This...? This statue looks familiar, as if I've seen it before."

The young swordsman murmured a few words in a low voice.

"Brother Wu, I feel somewhat familiar with it as well."

The young swordsman thought for a long time but could not come up with any idea, so he turned around and went into the hall.

The moment he stepped into the hall, the sky and the earth suddenly changed, and when he reappeared, he appeared in a canyon. The young man looked up and saw the familiar line of sky and the familiar 100,000 iron swords.

All three of them looked puzzled. This place was clearly the bottom of the cliff just before entering the cave, but it was already spring, with flowers blooming, and it was March on earth.

The square-faced swordsman asked curiously, "Brother Wu, this place is so strange. It was snowing when we came here, but how come it's already March?"

Wu Wei was also puzzled and said calmly: "I don't know either. This place is weird, everyone be careful!"

The young man was about to continue moving forward when a thin swordsman beside him exclaimed, "There's someone ahead!"

The three of them then looked into the distance and saw two people standing in the air above a small lake in the distance, seemingly arguing about something.

When the three of them approached, they were immediately surprised and even said in a panic, "Master!"

A middle-aged man in green clothes mocked a young man in another place, "It's been many years since we last met. Your swordsmanship doesn't seem to have improved much."

The young man had a calm expression and said calmly: "Not much progress, killing you is enough!"

The middle-aged man sneered: "Lin Jianyi, don't you understand the current situation? I know that you have obtained the Demon Saint Pill, and I also know that you are probably not even able to exert 50% of your current cultivation. If you were in your prime, I would be a little afraid of you, but now? You are the fish and I am the knife!"

The young man said calmly, "Tell me what the conditions are."

The middle-aged man laughed loudly: "Haha!... It seems that you, Lin Jianyi, are still very sensible. The condition is that you hand over the Demon Saint Pill and then disperse one realm of cultivation, or hand over the sword you are refining and then disperse one realm of cultivation."

The young man sneered: "You, Li Jingcheng, have a good plan! Don't say that I am now a great sword master. Even if my cultivation level drops to the Tianxuan realm, I still won't agree to such conditions. Besides, my strength is just limited. Do you really think I can let you slaughter me?"

The middle-aged man smiled, his expression gradually turned cold: "Very good! It seems that you are unwilling to choose, so don't blame me for taking advantage of you!"

As the man finished speaking, the strength of the Nascent Soul Realm spread out suddenly. The grass and trees around the lake bent slightly, and the spirit birds on the trees flapped their wings as if to fly.

The man swung his sword, the light blue sword light was wrapped in a sharp sword energy, even the air in the sky was slightly distorted, making people panic.

The young man opposite frowned, a wooden sword appeared in front of him, and then the flying sword responded, and countless sword energy began to rush towards the middle-aged man's sword skill.

Then there were loud noises again, and on the lake, the water columns reached dozens of feet high, the scene was very magnificent!

Lin Jianyi retreated more than ten feet, a sweet taste rushed to his lips, his face looked grim, he stared at the middle-aged man not far away and said seriously: "It seems that between you and me, only one person can walk out of this sword cliff!"

The middle-aged man seemed very proud. "So what? You are no longer the Donghua Sword Master. If I can step on you to get into the blue sky, I will not let you go! Blame it on you for taking something you shouldn't have. Do you know how many years I have been preparing for the Demon Saint's Inner Core and how much effort I have put in? It has been exactly fourteen years. The last time twelve of my fellow disciples came to Sword Cliff to search for treasure, I was the only one left when I returned to the sect. Even my own brother died here. And your sudden arrival disrupted my plan that I had been planning for fourteen years, and you also took away the Demon Saint's Inner Core. Do you think you can still enjoy it?"

The young man taunted, "Human greed is like a snake swallowing an elephant, and in the end, the mantis stalks the cicada. Since you, Li Jingcheng, are seeking death, I will help you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a light blue sword rose from the lake. In an instant, light blue light covered the entire lake surface. It began to drizzle, and the atmosphere suddenly became depressing to the extreme.

Just at this time, a roar was heard, like the roar of a dragon in the sky, resounding through heaven and earth. In an instant, the faces of all the people here changed drastically, and they were terrified. They all looked towards the end of the canyon, and saw the figure that was as big as a hill!