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Chapter 207 Those People

The aftermath of the Nine Palaces incident is slowly dissipating. In the world of cultivation, there is nothing that cannot be overcome.

In addition to those who have lost relatives and friends, they can only bury their nostalgia in their hearts and have to continue to live.

The showdown between Wu Xixing and Li Ji was dispersed through some unknown channels, becoming an expectation in the boring practice days of sword cultivators. Originally, this expectation was restrained and restrained, but the subsequent news completely broke the peace.

In a private contest, Wu traveled west to challenge Hanxing, and finally persisted to the end with a very narrow advantage. This news triggered Wen Guangfeng.

Who is Han Xing? A heart-moving cultivator, one of the strongest people below the Golden Pill, has been in the art for decades, and the youngest among the three masters of Xuanyuan's inner sword, with unlimited potential. Such an inner sword pillar was defeated by Wuxi, who had only been in the art for more than ten years?

This simply subverts people's understanding of cultivation, and makes people remember the cruel and violent killing in the Nine Palace Realm. Sure enough, the sword cultivator who grew up in the killing is the most terrifying thing.

At first, many people did not believe this rumor, but when they determined the accuracy of the news from friends, teachers, and senior officials of the sect, the sword cultivators were suddenly full of great expectations and enthusiasm for the showdown between Wu's journey to the west and Li Ji in Xiaobi.

Who is the real king of the two people who also came out of the Nine Palaces? Does the Jackdaw kill one more person than Han Peng? Does it mean that Li Ji is better than Wu’s journey westward? Is it because the grassroots cultivator Han Peng is powerful, or is it because of a large family and rich resources Han Peng is powerful? Such a question has stirred up the hearts of all Wen Guangfeng’s sword cultivators.

It is not that monks do not have gossip, but that they lack a suitable reason.

Each sword cultivator set a position for himself, chose sides, and placed bets. They eagerly looked forward to Xiaobi's arrival that day.

Li Ji immediately felt this change and was unaware of it when he stayed in the cave or the Nine Palace Realm. However, when he occasionally went to Wen Guangfeng to ask for questions from the sea, he found that there were always people pointing at him and whispering.

"You ask me if I'm sure? Senior brother, how can I know this kind of thing?" Li Ji looked at the excited cold duck beside him and said helplessly.

Li Ji only heard that Wu went west to defeat Han Xing. This was not surprising. With these two people being both arrogant and ignoring others' temperament, it was normal for them to fight one after another. The only surprise he was that these two people could endure it until now to fight one after another.

"Junior brother, you must win. Senior brother's family is under your control. If you fail, senior brother, I will have been in vain for the past twenty years!" Han Ya told earnestly.

"You are taking the banker to start a bet?" Li Ji said in surprise. You can foresee how big a bet a game with most of the inner sword cultivators involved. This cold duck has such a strong capital?

"No, I can't sit up with this senior brother Zhuang, and no one is willing to sit down; it's a bet between our grassroots and our family."

"Oh, I'm a little curious, how much is the market quotation?"

"Well, that's it now, it's about one to three, less than four. There's no way. Our grassroots origins are really poor, and they can't compare with those rich children who don't take the spirit stone seriously." Han Ya said embarrassedly.

One to three to four, in the absence of a country, this is a very normal market quotation. It does not mean that those who are optimistic about Wuxi are optimistic about their own three to four times, but it is just a gap in financial resources. Li Ji will not bet, even if he is betting on himself, this is related to the heart of Taoism, fighting is sacred and cannot be defiled by money.

It is not only Han Ya who cares about this duel, but also Han Jiang, the senior brother of Han generation;

Han Jiang's seniority became very embarrassing after becoming a disciple of Wuxi, because from then on, he had to call him uncle when facing Wuxi. This was a very reluctant thing for him, who was the oldest among the three masters of Xuanyuan. Moreover, Wuxi traveled from a family after all, even if he became a master-apprentice system, Han Jiang felt a little bit separated. Relatively speaking, he was not as natural as he got along with Li Ji, who was a grassroots background.

"Junior brother, although I don't know that Junior Brother Han Peng has practiced those secret techniques, his overall strength is absolutely not tolerated by Xiao Kui." Han Jiang said solemnly.

"Among the three masters of Xuanyuan, my name is not true. In terms of realm, I am above the cold ice and cold stars. In terms of fighting, I am not as good as the two of them. Hanxing's sword skills are excellent and invaded like fire, and he is particularly reluctant to be defeated by Wu West. You must observe the importance of it."

"I can't afford it." Li Ji nodded and said, Han Jiang has the style of a gentleman, and he admires it very much.

"The little world where you are fighting will be hosted by the real person of the Nascent Soul. Safety can be guaranteed, but whether you are injured or not is unclear. You must pay attention to this point. Do your best and don't shrink your hands and feet because you are afraid of hurting people." Han Jiang reminded again.

"Thank you for your reminder, senior brother." Li Ji was deeply impressed.

There are also some concerns from inexplicable people, such as An Ran.

"Senior brother, I have been thinking about asking my senior brother to give advice on sword techniques, but who knew that my senior brother was so busy that he had not found any opportunity in recent years. "An Ran was very calm, and his heart was not here, and of course he could not act like some children.

"Haha, it's my senior brother, I'm too busy, I have the chance, I have the chance." Li Ji was fighting, I felt very strange, aren't I very familiar with you, right?

Looking at the blue sky on the snow-capped mountains, the fairy birds roared and flew over from time to time, pointing at two of them, An Ran asked: "Senior Brother, I wonder which of these two cranes is better?"

What strange question is this? Li Ji was completely confused and didn't know what the noble woman was thinking about. So he pointed casually, "This one."

An Ran nipped her teeth lightly, her face turned slightly red, and she was secretly annoyed: Sure enough, it was the fat one!

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Sinzhu Peak and Xuegui Garden, this is the private garden of Wu's family, one of the four major families of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

Fang Qiong Zhenren Wu Tianqing was chatting with several old people from the clan.

"Tianqing, what do you think of sword competitions that have been traveling west for a while?" asked a Su Lao Wuding. He was only at the level of golden elixir and was the main elixir in the clan. He had a high status. Although his realm was lower, he was two generations higher than Wu Tianqing in terms of seniority, so he could call Tianqing with his seniority.

Before Wu Tianqing could reply, another Su Lao snatched: "The Wu family's children have joined the master and apprenticeship. What should I say about this kind of rebellious brain? "

Wu Tianqing shook his head and smiled, "The third uncle said he was so serious. He went west and joined the inner sword lineage. Whether it was master and apprentice or family, it was his fate. If he succeeded in the future, it would be his help. After all, he could not escape the word Wu in the surname."

He turned to Wu Dingyi again, "As for sword comparison, I always thought it was not necessary. The child who traveled west had too much obsession and sought perfection in everything. This was of no benefit to the path of practicing Taoism. You need to know that the great way is too much, too much, and being able to let go and collect is the king."

"It is related to my reputation as Wu family. Do you need to give me some tips to the elephant?" Wu Dingyi's words are a bit suspicious of cheating. What does it mean to give me some tips? It means to control the real people in the small world to give some convenience. There is no need to make a big fuss. If you use some tricks at the key point, who can see it?

"Inappropriate, inappropriate." Wu Tianqing shook his head. These old men of the family couldn't see the situation clearly. They thought that Xuanyuan could cover the sky with one hand? If Wu really wanted to go west and go to the inner sword and ride alone, the three families of the four major families would not sit idly by.

"This elephant is a member of the inner sword lineage. He has never eaten soft and hard food, and does not enter the oil and salt. Why bother to touch his bad luck? Moreover, when traveling west to compete for swords, I hope he will lose the best, kill him, so that he can know that there is heaven beyond the sky and there are people above others, so that he can go further. As for my reputation as Wu, how can a small low-level disciple sword competition affect a small game? "
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