The two girls on the stage were not affected, but the famous swordsman below were very unhappy.

Although their level is more than two women, the so-called Fang family is a person who can draw on others' strengths from little things. When they encounter such reference sword skills, they are overjoyed, but they are interrupted by others. How can they all be said of the pain?

Liao is a famous sword-making master in the world. He also had some understanding of swordsmanship. Liao Desheng naturally knew how ugly his son was. He pulled his son but did not blame him at all.

Qian Yiqun saw it and thought to himself: No wonder such a tutor could teach such a defeat.

Among all, Li Zhenli was the most annoyed.

Xiao Xiangjun is called her apprentice, known as her daughter, but is actually a sister. At this moment of gloriousness, she was actually a mess by a prodigal son. How could she not hate her?

She walked gently to Xu Fo, whispered a few words, and pulled back to the back of the house.

Xu Fo had no expression on his face, but said in his heart: You are the one who thought about it, you are the one who invited you, and you are the one who wants to drive away now, but what should I do?

"rise!"

The two on the stage were fighting in full swing and ignored the accident below.

Gu Meiniang shouted softly, her sword pointed straight at her sword, and the sword in her hand flew out.

It is the sword-control technique I have practiced hard these days!

Yiyinglou's swordsmanship comes from many ways, including those taught by Mrs. Wei and those presented by General Pei. For example, if you want to practice the real secret technique and practice "Sword Huntuo", sword control is the foundation. Unfortunately, the sword control technique of this sect has long been lost. Now that everyone is surprised when Gu Meiniang gets up with the sword.

Confucian monks can still comfort themselves with "all kinds of mysterious techniques are dust skills", but those tourists from the world are really envious, jealous and hatred, and all kinds of tastes come to their hearts, leaving a strong sense of sourness.

Even if Gu Meiniang has naive sword skills, this is a qualitative change.

This is the gap between ordinary swordsmen and sword immortals.

Gu Meiniang used this sword to force Li Xiangjun to open the sword, and the man's sword branched, seized the hexagram position, and disrupted Li Xiangjun's formation.

"A good student taught by Taoist priest." Xu Fo quietly moved to Qian Yiqun and whispered in a low voice.

"Both are my students." Qian Yiqun was quite proud in his heart.

"Zhen Li is peeking at the back, and her face is very bad." Xu Fodao.

"I always feel more successful when looking at other people's children. In fact, Xiao Xiangjun is also very good." Qian Yiqun said.

Xu Fo pursed his lips and said to himself: These two girls are both very talented in Yiying Building. It seems that Aiai cannot compete with them. Most of the posters of this generation have fallen into the Gu family, which is really unwilling to accept it.

Everyone thought that Gu Meiniang was sure to win, but Li Xiangjun suddenly burst out with a strong aura.

This momentum was like the scorching midsummer sun, and the heat waves were coming out. Not only did Gu Meiniang on the ring step away from her, but even the guests watching the show turned around to avoid it.

Sword Intention!

Real sword intent!

Li Zhenli hid behind and peeked at the reversal on the ring in front. Her heart, which was quite frustrated just now, was immediately ignited, and she couldn't help but jump up. Before she could land, she realized something was wrong, and quickly calmed down and looked around, making sure that no one else saw it. She just paid attention to the situation on the ring again.

At this stage, mastering the sword intent is almost the first-class master in the world, and it is no longer a half-familiar sword-control technique that can be fought against.

Li Xiangjun succeeded with one move, and his sword was like a thunderbolt. Not only did he turn the situation around, but he also laid the foundation for victory.

Gu Meiniang was young and had not experienced enough life-and-death battle. After Li Xiangjun's strong attack, she completely lost the mood of fighting and had to admit defeat.

She had tears in her eyes, got off the ring, walked to Qian Yiqun, and cried and called out "Teacher". It was so sad that those who heard it were, and those who saw it were crying.

Qian Yiqun reached out to wipe away the tears from her face and smiled mysteriously.

Li Xiangjun stood on the stage in a daze, as if she was a little unhappy. She didn't put away the sword in her hand when she saw her master Xu Fo coming on stage.

For her, the sword intent just now was indeed too sudden.

Although the two women have been together for a long time and have not fought like enemies, their competitive spirit is getting stronger and stronger. Li Xiangjun finally vented her long-accumulated mood at the moment when she was about to lose.

Gu Meiniang's diligent study and hard practice and Li Xiangjun's sudden enlightenment in the battle made this amazing battle, making many famous swordsmen glad that they had not missed it.

When Liao Desheng heard Gu Meiniang call Qian Yiqun "teacher", he suddenly had an idea and laughed: "Miss Xiangjun is indeed talented, beautiful and virtuous! I am a lonely sword village and I am willing to offer the new owner five hundred taels of silver sharpening swords to the new owner."

Everyone had already given gifts when they came, but it was not bad for Liao Desheng to congratulate the new poster on giving another one, but it was just a praising his grandeur.

"So, if you are both extraordinary, Master is particularly important. If a good seedling falls into the hands of mediocre teachers, it will be a waste of resources!" Liao Desheng sighed.

The tourists from the world are all divided into different levels. They can get into Li Zhenli's eyes, reputation, power, kung fu, and connections... there is always something that is too ordinary. How can such people be fools? After hearing what Liao Desheng said, almost everyone gathered their eyes on Qian Yiqun.

Qian Yiqun coughed dryly and asked blankly, "Why do you all look at me? Do you want me to say something?"

"Does the Taoist priest agree?" Liao Desheng smiled and stared at Qian Yiqun.

Qian Yiqun said with a slight head, "Indeed, starting with a flower box will delay life. If the enlightenment master is not clear about it, he will often kill people's wisdom."

Liao Desheng smiled and said, "This Miss Mei Niang is also extraordinary, it's a pity."

Both of them were smiling, but in their words, there were swords and halberds everywhere, which scared the surrounding tourists and ordinary Confucian scholars to keep silent. They just listened and were surprised: What medicine did Liao Desheng take today? He actually met the notorious Taoist Yuluan? Isn’t this explicitly saying that people can’t teach students?

"It's no pity. Not everyone is on the same line in the way of practice." Qian Yiqun said frankly, "Mei Niang has talent in learning mysterious arts, and Xiang Jun has unique insights. In my opinion, there is no distinction between good and bad."

Gu Meiniang looked at the Taoist priest with gratitude, hid behind Qian Yiqun and gently pulled up the Taoist robe to wipe her tears. Her pair of bright phoenix eyes stared at Liao Desheng, revealing the girl's willfulness-resentment.

"Hahaha, I can't teach others, I'll make excuses!" Liao Shaoxia also came in.

Liao Desheng stopped his son and said with a smile: "The world's talents always need a wise teacher to teach you. I, Li Yan Jian Village, would like to give it to Master Li's teacher with 'Long Yin'. I think it is also a sword to the high-ranking master, which complements each other."

"Longyin!" The tourists from the rivers and lakes were all surprised.

The Confucian scholars were no longer proud of themselves at this moment and approached and asked, "What kind of sword is this?"

"It is said to be one of the ten famous swords in Jiliao Sword Village. It is used as the sound of a dragon roaring. Blowing hair and cutting off hair is not a big deal for it!" someone explained.

"I heard that there were Nanjing Haoke two years ago, but I didn't get it if I exchanged two gardens!" someone added.

If a garden is properly rectified, it will cost at least a thousand taels of silver. If both gardens cannot be exchanged, wouldn’t it mean that Longyin is worth ten thousand taels of silver?

Most Confucian scholars have wealthy families and are shocked when they hear it.

"Just bragging so hard, right?" Qian Yiqun didn't care. "If you really want such a good sword, are you willing to give up?"

Everyone said to himself: Indeed, the ten thousand taels of silver will be given to someone, are you willing to give it up?

Liao Desheng is the owner of Jiliao Jianzhuang, and of course he is unwilling to do a loss-making business.

The Longyin Sword is his father's pinnacle work. From steel to water quenching, everyone is carefully selected, and even the wind and fire blowing are masters with decades of working experience. It can be said that it represents the highest level of Jiliao Jianzhuang.

Of course, Long Yin is worthy of everyone's efforts after it was released. The only question is: Who to sell it to?

Such a sword must of course be worthy of the heroes of the world.

Unfortunately, since Wanli, heroes have returned to the world and the princes have become famous, and no one can give them away.

If you give it to the emperor, you are not worthy of it. Unfortunately, the Ming Dynasty's palace has its own rules, and the royal utensils cannot be signed. And if such a sword is released, how can the sword-casting master not be able to leave his name in the future?

If you sell those rich merchants and famous families just because the price is high, you will be just a toy on the sword pavilion, accompanying the incense burner and stone inkstone all day long.

...

In Liao Desheng's view, Yiyinglou has these two disciples who can control swords at the age of twelve or thirteen to express the sword intent. No one can underestimate this force in the future. If the master who can teach such a disciple is not a famous sword saint, he will definitely be a rumored hermit in the world.

If Long Yin is worthy of such an expert, he will not let down the five small words "Jiula Jianzhuang Liao" above.

Moreover, this sword has existed in Jianzhuang for a long time, and many people have asked Liao Desheng for various relationships. If they can take the opportunity to pass on the pressure, their reputation for Jianzhuang will undoubtedly be better.

"This is called a sword for a hero." Liao Desheng said generously.

Qian Yiqun leaned on the chair and said, "I want to see it."

"Longyin is in the Jianzhuang Pavilion, and it can be delivered in just one or three minutes." Liao Desheng looked down on the princes present. Seeing Li Zhenli coming out from behind, he said, "Mom Li, Longyin is not an ordinary person. Liao is very proud of him, and dares to ask Mom Li to invite Miss Xiangjun's teacher to collect it in person."

Li Zhenli's expression was as normal as if she was not her daughter who won the poster's position today. She said indifferently: "That teacher is here, Teacher Liao should invite Long Yin first."

Seeing that his mother deliberately mislead the man named Liao, Li Xiangjun couldn't help feeling very happy and said, "My teacher may not be able to like Long Yin."

"That won't." Liao Desheng looked confident.

"Long Yin is a temptation to those who understand swords, just like Miss Xiangjun to Xiaosheng!" Liao Shaoxia said to Xiangjun seriously.

Qian Yiqun took a deep breath and cursed in his heart: Beast!

Li Xiangjun is only thirteen years old!

Li Xiangjun held the hilt of the sword, but was stopped by Li Zhenli.

Li Zhenli looked at Liao Desheng and his son without saying a word, and her posture clearly showed only one sentence: Use a sword to speak again.

...

The fifth generation of Jiliao Sword Village has been passed down to Liao Desheng.

The so-called wealth is only three generations, which shows that the Liao family is quite successful in choosing a replacement.

Liao Desheng himself was also a master of swordsmanship in the Ming Dynasty, and was also a second-rate swordsman. His Cangzhou iron wire sword was quite famous in Jiangnan. He held a steel hammer in one hand and a sword in the other. As long as such a person is too extreme, a large group of friends will always gather around him.

However, today, Liao Desheng completely misjudged the background of a kind person.

In his opinion, Qian Yiqun can only be regarded as a famous nouveau riche in the world. As for the mysterious arts and gods, there are certainly real parts, but there are probably more fictional stories.

It’s not that Liao Desheng has never seen mysterious techniques. Even if he is praised as a god descending to earth, he will be able to fight against each other. For example, the sword-controlling technique of Mei Niang just now, looking at the bluff, it’s easy to beat her with the Thirteen Iron Wire Swords.

Even if the Taoist priest is really stronger than himself, can he still kill people in public? Can he still destroy his own lonely sword village? To put it bluntly, it depends on who has a wide range of face and many friends, and then bully the few with more, and be strong and weak. Unless he is an invincible Taoist, he will inevitably be forced into a dead end by the vast number of heroes in the world.

Qian Yiqun really didn't plan to defeat him with force. After several bloody battles, Qian Yiqun's vision became higher and higher. If the person who died under his sword was too low-end, it would really damage the reputation of the kind-hearted person.

Liao Desheng belongs to the low-end person.

——At least, he must be the leader of the Jiangnan martial arts world.

Qian Yiqun quietly drew a line for his opponent. He still remembered that looking at a person's taste depends on his friends, and looking at a person's status depends on his enemies. If the enemy's status is too low, it will lower his status.

However, it doesn't matter if you play for a while. This kind of entertainment activity that the people like will never get involved in personal praise or criticism. For example, Lu Dongbin's three dramas on Bai Mudan, no one would say that he, the god in the eight-hole cave, bullies a weak woman, just watches it as a romantic comedy.

Liao Desheng sent the butler to get the Longyin Sword.

The sword was held in the sword cap. As soon as Liao Desheng pressed the mechanical scoop, one point on both sides of the sword cap, a unique metal texture immediately spread out.

This is the temperament of Longyin Sword.

Qian Yiqun reached out and grabbed the Longyin sword flew straight into his hand. This hand was clean and neat. Before Liao Desheng could react, Qian Yiqun had already drawn his sword out of the sheath.

The sword is in the Longquan sword style, with steel patterns on the sword body as if it were like a dragon. There are fifteen or sixteen paths in the world of wiseness. It is definitely a rare sword.

Qian Yiqun played it lightly, and only the dragon sound roared gently, and the lingering sound lingered for a long time.

"Well, it's indeed a sword." Qian Yiqun nodded.

"This is a gift for a master of wise men. Come back quickly!" Liao Desheng was angry when he saw Qian Yiqun take it without warning and shouted sternly.

"Xiangjun, come." Qian Yiqun waved.

Li Xiangjun walked over obediently, raised her big eyes and looked at Qian Yiqun.

"Give this sword back to the old gentleman who was blowing his beard and staring at the eyes." Qian Yiqun narrowed his eyes and smiled at Li Xiangjun.

Li Xiangjun took the sword, and although she didn't know why the teacher wanted her to return it, she still obediently. She walked to Liao Desheng and said frankly: "Bang, I'll give you this sword."

Liao Desheng was about to get angry, but when he saw everyone around him staring at him, he remembered that Li Xiangjun was also considered the new poster, so he had to suppress his anger and pretend to be soft: "Miss Xiangjun, this sword is for you to teach your teacher..."

"Well, he doesn't want it, let me give it back to you." Li Xiangjun was simple and clear.

"He... don't?" Liao Desheng slowly straightened his waist and looked at Qian Yiqun, his throat was dry, "Are you and Miss Mei Niang studying art together?"

"Well, take the sword quickly." Li Xiangjun was already impatient.

Liao Desheng was not right to accept it, nor did he not accept it. He just hated that he had said too much before. He looked around eagerly, hoping that someone would come out to help give him a step.

Among the many martial arts fellow practitioners, Liao Desheng and Zeng Kequan had the deepest friendship. At this moment, even Zeng Kequan looked blank and hung high.

"This sword is OK, but it is not worthy of the real masters." Qian Yiqun cleared his throat, and the group was in the chair. "I advise Mr. Liao to sell it to those rich young masters who spend money as much as money as the earth earlier. They can use this sword to pretend."

This conclusion immediately made Liao Desheng look as if he was dead.

If this is said, who else will buy the sword from Jiliao Jianzhuang at a high price in the future?

In fact, Qian Yiqun did hit Liao Desheng's life. The famous swords, which are hundreds or thousands of taels, are mainly concentrated in wealthy families, and ordinary swordsmen can't make up so much money even if they sell their money.

From now on, someone will definitely quote Qian Yiqun's words to vent his envy, jealousy and hatred. In the end, Jilao Jianzhuang became the signboard of "appearance goods" and was gradually abandoned by everyone.

"If you can take out a sword that is better than Longyin, I will only be convinced." Liao Desheng forced his face and prayed in his heart: I heard that experts can hurt people by flying flowers and picking leaves, and they no longer need those magical weapons. God blesses him, so he will never be able to take it out!

At this moment, Liao Desheng sincerely hopes that Qian Yiqun is an expert who can fly flowers and pick leaves to kill people invisibly.

Qian Yiqun took out the Jieyin Sword from the fish basket, split and merged, almost blinding everyone's eyes.

Liao Desheng was surprised when he saw it and said to himself: There is such a magical sword in the world! I have really become a toad that looks at the sky in a well! Oh no, if I slip away with this sword today, the century-old reputation of Jilao Jianzhuang will be in my hands!

The treasure that is usually secretive has become a hot potato, which really makes Liao Desheng's lips chapped and his mouth full of bitterness.

"Your sword is indeed rarer than our Long Yin, but are you willing to give it to someone!" Liao Shaoxia jumped out and said with disdain.

Liao Desheng was reminded by his son, relieved a little, and said loudly: "Everyone in the martial arts world knows that this Longyin Sword is one of the top ten famous swords in our Jilao Jianzhuang. I wonder how many swords there are in the sword in my hand?"

"Well? If you can't compete with quality, do you have to compare quantity?" Qian Yiqun sneered, "I am a Taoist, and I'm not a cheap person."

There was a burst of laughter below, making the father and son of the Liao family angry and their faces flushed.

"But since you want to give it away," Qian Yiqun laughed, "I have an old sword that I don't use here, I don't know which one the poster is willing to ask for."

When Qian Yiqun said this, Xu Fo and Li Zhenli seemed to have a premonition, raised their hands and pressed their chests, and their hearts were beating loudly.

Sure enough, Qian Yiqun took out a long sword full of dark green and emitting jade light from the fish basket. Just looking at this shape and color, you will know that it is definitely not a mortal sword made of ordinary steel.
Chapter completed!