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Chapter 427: The Beginning of Asking the Sword

As time passed day by day, more and more warrior monks gathered at the foot of Zhaixing Mountain. Even strong men from the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism rushed to come.

“There are so many people”

In recent times, warrior monks from all over the world can be seen everywhere in Zhaixing Mountain, densely packed with people. There are elders who have been famous for a long time, as well as contemporary wizards who are famous in today's world, and there are also some strong men from big forces.

It is no exaggeration to say that at the foot of the Star Reaching Mountain today, any monk picked out at random is likely to have an extraordinary origin.

Now, these countless monks are all gathered together. Near a majestic and tall mountain with no grass growing on it.

The name of the mountain "Zhaixingxing" means that the mountain is extremely high, and on the top of the mountain, one can pick up the stars in the sky

As early as in many Tianshan Mountains, ancient powerful forces have set up camp in the mountains to The area with a radius of ten miles centered on Star Reaching Mountain is strictly forbidden for any monks to approach. So far, although there are a large number of warrior monks coming to Star Reaching Mountain, they can only watch from a distance.

We didn’t have to wait too long. When the night faded and the sky broke, the sword question that the monks all over the world had been waiting for finally came.

At the foot of Zhaixing Mountain, Lu Xuanlou clasped his hands behind his back and looked up at the cloudy sky. He was afraid that it would rain heavily today.

As Lu Xuanlou expected, there was heavy rain pouring from the sky on his way to Zhaixing Mountain.

The rain curtain was like a waterfall, making a roaring sound, and the world suddenly became heavy with rain and fog.

The rain will naturally not affect the warrior monks.

Lu Xuanlou put his hands on his back. When the rain fell on his body, it fell silently without getting his clothes and long hair wet.

He was dressed very neatly today. He was wearing a black shirt and tied his long hair into a loose bun with a wooden hairpin. He was clean and tidy. Perhaps it was because his aura was too indifferent, and his appearance was also too indifferent. He was so young that he was almost never recognized when walking among the rainy crowds.

A heavy rain poured down along the way, like a dense drum beating between heaven and earth, but it could not cover up the discussion of the monks.

Most of those voices were talking about today's battle, which seemed noisy and lively.

Some people are debating the outcome of today's battle, some are analyzing the impact of today's battle on the world, some are commenting on Lu Xuanlou's past legendary achievements, and some are just commenting on it

As far as Lu Xuanlou was concerned, the content of those discussions was lackluster.

The excitement belongs to others after all. In Su Yi's eyes, coming here today is nothing more than settling a grudge.

"Senior Lu"

A slightly nervous voice sounded in the distance under the rain curtain. Su Yi looked up and saw Zhao Xingke.

This wild cultivator from the Pei Dynasty is quite chivalrous, and he has some connections with Lu Xuanlou. Their relationship is not good, but not bad either.

When Zhao Xingke noticed Lu Xuanlou’s gaze, he opened his mouth to speak, but in the end, when he was full of words, he could onlyTurned into two words

"Take care"

Lu Xuanlou smiled, nodded, and walked away. He saw his tall figure walking slowly through the rain curtain as if strolling in a courtyard. Fading away, Zhao Xingke felt inexplicably relieved.

It is enough for me to be able to meet such legendary figures who are unparalleled in the world.

"Brother Lu"

"Friend Lu"

"Master Lu"

Along the way, Lu Xuanlou met many talented people. Either familiar or unfamiliar, everyone greeted Lu Xuanlou with a little restraint. When they wanted to say hello, like Zhao Xingke, they stopped talking. In the end, they all turned into sincere greetings for Lu Xuanlou. Awe.

Sword cultivators go to higher places to ask about swords, and warriors go to higher places to ask about boxing. It is extremely easy to say but extremely difficult to do.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, like pouring water.

More and more martial arts monks recognized Lu Xuanlou. The noisy uproar and exclamations along the way also continued to sound in the pouring rain.

Behind Su Yi, there were many monks following him mightily.

Most of them were just watching the excitement. Su Yihun didn't care about all this.

Not long after, the Star Reaching Mountain shrouded in rain could be seen in the distance. When they reached a place ten miles away from the mountain, the countless monks who followed Su Yi subconsciously stopped.

So, under the gaze of countless eyes, Lu Xuanlou walked towards Star Picking Mountain alone. His lonely figure looked particularly calm and self-possessed in the vast rain.

On Zhaixing Mountain, a bell like a great bell suddenly sounded, rumbling across the sky and earth, causing the rain curtain pouring between the sky and the earth to tremble violently.

Boom

On Zhaixing Mountain, the ground suddenly shone brightly, and the divine radiance swept away the dark clouds in the sky in one fell swoop, and the torrential rain stopped abruptly.

The sky cleared up, and the humid sky and earth became filled with a chilling atmosphere as the bell rang.

The eyes of countless monks subconsciously looked towards the top of the mountain.

But due to the long distance, even with the power of spiritual thoughts, people can only vaguely see a figure of national beauty and heavenly fragrance appearing on the top of the Star Picking Mountain.

Looking up, Zhaixing Mountain is as high as a thousand feet, like a sharp sword thrust into the sky. The mountain is steep and steep.

Lu Xuanlou smiled, without hesitation, stepped into the air, and in a few breaths, he arrived at a high altitude a hundred feet away from Zhaixing Mountain, stood upright, and climbed to the top of the mountain.

On the top of Zhaixing Mountain, I heard that the swords and clothes of Wenxi River were like snow, beautiful and moving, cold and lonely, and the aura permeating the body made the mountains and rivers tremble, and everything was dim.

Behind him was a pair of boys and girls, naturally Wen Zhaogu and Jian Meng

As soon as Lu Xuanlou arrived at the top of the mountain, Wen Xi felt the pressure of the reincarnation realm sword immortal. Then it filled the air, covering an area of ​​three thousand feet in radius.

ThisIt's like a big invisible net. Being in it makes people feel that there is no way to escape and avoidance.

“I can’t believe that you actually dare to ask me about swordsmanship.”

Wen Xi’s expression was indifferent. She was dressed in a gray Taoist robe. However, her temperament is too cold, as lonely as ice, and her aura of the Reincarnation Realm Sword Immortal makes people dare not even feel a trace of blasphemy.

The meaning in her words was full of sarcasm and coldness.

Lu Xuanlou chuckled and said, "Forget about life and death, asking about the sword is just a matter of drawing and holding the sword. Why don't I dare?"

"This son is He has cultivated in the Nirvana realm, killed giants and powerful men, and is under the ninth realm of honor. Do you two want to compete with him?"

Wenxi is a brick, with Jianmeng and Wenzhao Gu said, "This is a rare opponent. If you win, I won't have to personally bully a little person in the Nirvana realm."

Her suggestion made Lu Xuanlou , Jianmeng and Wenzhaogu had an accident in the capital

With the strength of Jianmeng and Wenzhaogu, there was no chance of winning against Lu Xuanlou in sword-fighting, and they would be humiliating themselves if they used the sword.

Wen Zhaogu's expression suddenly changed. He wanted to ask, can I refuse, but this seemed too cowardly

After all, no matter what, he was Luoyue Wenzhao. The young master of the Nirvana Realm, a genius swordsman in the Nirvana Realm, how could he avoid fighting when facing a Nirvana Realm boy?

Jianmeng nodded happily. She had a very open mind. Wei, she has been defeated by Lu Xuanlou many times, and losing again won't hurt her. Please remember to collect it, the latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft

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