In the hall, Bai Xiaosheng and Duan Yu were sitting. Duan Yu savored the fragrant tea in his hand and exclaimed: "Brother Bai, your tea here is so good!"

Bai Xiaosheng smiled and didn't say anything. How could his tea be bad? This is the tea he made based on later knowledge. It is the first-class famous tea in Dali today, and most people can't afford it.

"By the way, you haven't said it yet, why did you come to my Mingjian Villa?" Bai Xiaosheng asked again. Duan Yu did not respond. He looked around and said, "Brother Bai, your matching here is also very good, it looks very comfortable, much better than the royal palace..."

"You kid, you can't have sneaked out, right?" Seeing his appearance, Bai Xiaosheng smiled bitterly, thinking of Duan Yu running away from home at the beginning of Tianlong. At that time, Duan Yu was unwilling to learn martial arts. Now, although Duan Yu still doesn't want to learn those killing techniques, it can't be said that he has no martial arts at all. Why did he run away from home?

"Hehe..." Duan Yu smirked and explained in a low voice: "Brother Bai, you know that my father has been watching me tightly, and I didn't even have the chance to come out to see it. This time, I secretly ran out while my father was not paying attention. Brother Bai, don't send me back!"

"You guy..." Bai Xiaosheng shook his head and laughed, saying, "You are here just in time. Three days later, there will be a competition in Wuliang Mountain. Do you want to join in the fun?"

"Okay, okay!" Duan Yu's eyes lit up and said, "I have never seen this world before, so I just happened to see it."

Bai Xiaosheng nodded, waved his hand and threw it to Duan Yu a scroll, and said, "If you want to participate in the competition, you have to be proficient in the scroll. Otherwise, I will not take you there."

Duan Yu was not sure, so he opened the scroll and found that it was not martial arts, but rows of footprints, which also involved the Eucharist, which made him very interested. After reading it carefully, he realized his mind again and said confidently: "Brother Hundred Brothers, don't worry, it won't take three days, I will definitely be able to learn the steps on the scroll."

Nodded, Bai Xiaosheng walked out of the hall and back to the backyard. Duan Yu carefully studied the scroll. Soon after, he walked to the front yard and started walking on his own.

This step is exactly the Lingbo Weibu. Duan Yu, who does not have Lingbo Weibu, has no self-protection power in the world. That's right, his Beiming Divine Art is very beneficial. If others don't let him catch his skills, he will not be able to catch anyone at all. The Beiming Divine Art has become a useless magic skill. Moreover, Duan Yu does not know the effectiveness of the Beiming Divine Art. If he knows, he may not practice it again and will not attract his skills. This is not what Bai Xiaosheng wants.

"But this guy is really a genius in practicing martial arts. In just a few years, his internal skills have achieved such an accomplishment!" When he saw Duan Yu, Bai Xiaosheng noticed that Duan Yu's eyes flashed with fluorescent lights and his breath was restrained. This is a sign of his internal skills. In more than four years, it is rare for him to practice his internal skills to such an extent!

Standing on the Duo Tower, Bai Xiaosheng stared at the sky in a daze, with his right hand on the peerless. He was in the villa, and the sword was not carried on his body, but inserted it on the sword sacrifice platform of Duo Tower. This is the highest place in the villa. Bai Xiaosheng hopes that the sword can absorb the essence of the sun and the moon and enhance its power. To be honest, it seems a bit nonsense, but for the little fantasy in his heart, he doesn't mind doing this.

Feeling the gentleness of the sword in his hand, Bai Xiaosheng's heart was extremely calm. He slowly pulled out the long sword, and there seemed to be fluorescent light flowing on the black sword, making the long sword look a little hazy.

The sword waved, and a whistling sound came out. A sword light about one foot long suddenly appeared at the tip of the sword, which was very sharp. This is the result of Bai Xiaosheng's four years of success. His sword light has surpassed Zhuo Bufan!

Although the sword light skills are extraordinary, as long as you understand the truth, you can get started quickly. As long as your internal strength is sufficient, you can naturally survive. Although Bai Xiaosheng did not have Zhuo Bufan's adventure, his sword skills are extremely high, and he created this sword light skill based on the one-yang finger of the Duan family of Dali. He didn't know what Zhuo Bufan was, but he could use it himself to maintain this sword light for half an hour.

It's not long, but it's much longer than when I first created it.

‘The sword light is extremely sharp, and it is transformed and compressed by internal force. Inspired by this, my own internal force has also made great progress, but now it seems that it is still not enough!’ Bai Xiaosheng looked at the peerless sword light and felt a little disappointed.

In the past four years, Bai Xiaosheng has made great progress in all aspects, and even the highest level of the realm of no moves has made great progress, but it is like running on a big road and there is no end to see.

The rapid growth of strength but no end is seen, which makes people feel at a loss.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed. Early in the morning, Bai Xiaosheng took Qin Shuang and Duan Yu to Wuliang Mountain. After walking for half an hour, the three people who were rushing on Lingbo Microwave arrived outside Wuliang Mountain.

Due to the martial arts competition between the East and West Sword Sect, Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing invited many people to watch the battle. The two of them also welcomed the guests in person with the mountain gate. Seeing Bai Xiaosheng and the other three coming, Zuo Zimu quickly came up and said respectfully: "The Master of Bai Manor is here, and Wuliang Sect is full of glory. Please!" Xin Shuangqing did not recognize Bai Xiaosheng, but had heard of his name. She also quickly stepped forward and said: "It turns out that Bai Manor of Mingjian Villa is here in person. Xin Shuangqing welcomes the Master of Bai Manor!"

These two people were obviously in a state of suffocation, but Bai Xiaosheng didn't care. He followed the disciples of Wuliang Sect into the mountain gate and sat in the hall.

"Brother Hundred, what is the reason for this Wuliang Sect competition?" Duan Yu asked curiously.

Bai Xiaosheng explained: "The history of Wuliang Sword Sect is very long, and your Duan family is not as good as that of you. They founded the sect during the Five Dynasties and the Later Tang Dynasty. During the Song Dynasty, the Ren period of the Song Dynasty was divided into three sects. Every five years, the disciples of the three sects competed in Wuliang Mountain for martial arts and swords. The winner could move into Wuliang Mountain for five years and compete again in the sixth year. Forty years ago, the Northern Sect was defeated in the competition. The leader of the sect led his disciples to Shanxi in anger. It is said that they settled in Mount Tai. After that, there were two sects in the east and west. Forty years, these two sects have been fighting for thirty-five years."

"Brother Hundred, these three sects actually come from the same sect, why do they still split?"

Bai Xiaosheng shook his head and said, "How can I know this? This is the secret of his Wuliang Sword Sect, but I think it's just a dispute over power."

Nodded, Duan Yu didn't say anything more. He turned his head curiously and looked at the martial arts people around him. Bai Xiaosheng looked at it and explained to him in a low voice: "These are notaries and guests sent by Wuliang. Look at which one is the big tea merchant and the big hero Kema Wood. The tea leaves I made are for cooperation with him. This person has a big business and is quite famous in Yunnan..."

Duan Yu nodded while listening and waiting for the guests to arrive. The two of the East and West Sects sat in the main seat. Zuo Zimu said, "Friends, today is the battle of the Wuliang Sword Sect once every five years. Zuo Zimu thanks you all for coming to appreciate your face."

"Senior Brother Zuo, after this sword competition, Senior Brother Zuo is probably going to live in Xiaohuzhuang!" Xin Shuangqing lost one shot at the right time, which made Zuo Zimu look ugly, but he quickly adjusted his face and said, "Is Junior Sister Xin so sure? Guanghao..."

"Disciple is here!"

"You go and learn about the Western Sect's sword technique."

"yes!"

Gan Guanghao walked into the venue, looked at the disciples of the Western Sect, clasped his fists and said, "I don't know that the junior brother of the Western Sect is here to ask for advice." As he said that, his eyes glanced at Ge Guangpei and smiled softly on his face.

"Senior Brother, I didn't expect you to send a defeated general to come!" Xin Shuang smiled coldly and said to Ge Guangpei, one of the disciples of the Western Sect: "Guangpei, go and learn about your senior brother Guanghao's sword technique."

"yes!"

In the competition five years ago, Gan Guanghao deliberately lost to Ge Guangpei. But five years have passed, but Zuo Zimu is very confident because in the past five years, he not only made great progress in his sword skills, but his disciples have also made great progress. From Zuo Zimu's perspective, these Western Sect disciples are no match for his Eastern Sect disciples at all.

But the facts were beyond his expectations. When Gan Guanghao and Ge Guangpei fought, Ge Guangpei actually had the upper hand, which surprised Zuo Zimu. He looked carefully and found that Gan Guanghao was actually relieved. This made him furious and shouted: "Guanghao, what are you doing?"

In the field, Gan Guanghao, who was about to Ge Guangpei's eyes, was startled. The sword in his hand shook, and the sword light suddenly became two points faster. Ge Guangpei could not have imagined that his sword technique was so fast, and he was slower to draw the sword. When her sword touched Gan Guanghao's sword, his throat was already pointed by his sword.

"Okay!" Zuo Zimu was overjoyed and said, "Junior Sister Xin, Guanghao could not beat his nephew five years ago five years ago, but five years later, it turned out to be reversed. It's not good for junior sister to be above the ** disciple!"

"Zuo Zimu, you..." Xin Shuangqing was furious, but when she saw the people sitting in the west, she snorted coldly, glared at Ge Guangpei fiercely, then pointed to one of the male disciples, and shouted: "Guanglu, you are here this time!"

"Yes!" Guanglu walked out and said to the disciples of Dongzong: "I wonder which senior brother will give me advice?"

Zuo Zimu Yaoyao pointed and said, "Optical, go!"

"Disciple accepts the order!" A male disciple also walked out, waved his sword and said, "Junior Brother Guanglu, please give me advice!"

His sword was stabbed straight, and his speed was very fast. Guanglu was shocked and quickly raised his sword to resist. However, he learned the optical sword technique and one sword in his hand, which made him feel extremely embarrassed. In less than ten moves, the sword in his hand was picked out.

"Give up!"

As Optics retreated into the Eastern Sect, the disciples of the Western Sect were shocked. Everyone was almost the same five years ago. Why was the gap so big five years later? Not to mention these disciples, even Xin Shuangqing and the guests watching the battle were all surprised.

Is this still the Wuliang Sword Sect? How can sword skills and martial arts have improved so much?

How could they know that because of their neighbors, Zuo Zimu often led his disciples to Mingjian Villa in the past four years to ask Bai Xiaosheng for martial arts. After a while, he naturally learned a lot, and his disciples competed with martial arts, the progress of the disciples of the East Sect also accelerated the progress of the disciples of the East Sect.
Chapter completed!