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Beauty's Invitation
The name of the Shadow Swordsman was forged from the blood and lives of 23 disciples.
After three years of dormancy, Shadow Swordsman appeared again.
But this time, his strength had improved significantly. Even the people in the Divine Spirit Realm could not escape from his evil clutches.
As soon as the news came out, the Wanjian Pavilion fell into a panic. All the disciples felt that there was a dark sword hanging over their heads, which would come down and take their lives at any time.
For this reason, many disciples chose to do closed-door training for fear of being killed. Even if they wanted to leave their residences, they would stay in groups of three or five and be on guard.
Especially those from the Internal Affairs Branch.
As the biggest victims, the Qin and Chang Families formed teams and stayed together day and night after knowing that the murderer might be Shadow Swordsman. They never separated at will.
Even Chang Chixiao and Qin Qiu Mo had tried many times to capture the Shadow Swordsman, but they all failed. They couldn't even find the shadow of the Shadow Swordsman.
The appearance of Shadow Swordsman proved Chu Xingyun's innocence.
However, Chu Xingyun did not feel happy because of this.
Because of the constant panic, few people came to the Sword Master Peak, one of the assassination sites, during this period. Only a few people were sitting cross-legged and practicing hard under the Sword Stele, which was a sharp contrast to the lively scene a few days ago.
The reason why Chu Xingyun set up the Sword Stele was to test and discover the talented outer disciples.
Now that no one had made a move to break the sword stele, the thoughts in his heart had also come to nothing. Naturally, he would feel anxious and anxious.
Chu Xingyun was also full of doubts about Shadow Swordsman.
He was sure that Shadow Swordsman was good at the Dark Sword Essence and had shown part of its power with his talent. Therefore, he could kill people without being seen and evade all the investigation.
However, Chu Xingyun carefully compared the list of outer disciples these days. Among the outer disciples who mastered the Dark Sword Essence, no one met the requirements and conditions of Shadow Swordsman.
This made Chu Xingyun very vexed. For the first time, he felt defeated.
"The Wanjian Pavilion has been passed down for thousands of years and has a deep understanding of the Sword Will of Light. The Sword Will of Darkness and the Sword Will of Light reinforce and counteract each other. Therefore, the Shadow Swordsman is definitely not from the Inner Gate."
"Could it be that this Shadow Swordsman is not from the Wanjian Pavilion?"
As soon as the idea appeared, Chu Xingyun shook his head and rejected it.
The Wanjian Pavilion stood tall within the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain. Countless sword formations existed in the surroundings of the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain. Even a Nirvana Stage practitioner like Lin Tianchong would find it difficult to enter and exit as he pleased.
If the other party came from outside the Wanjian Pavilion, then he would have to deal with the entire Wanjian Pavilion. Why would he waste so much time killing a few ordinary disciples?
Doubt, deep doubt!
Chu Xingyun stood at the top of the Swordmaster Peak, his head lowered and brows furrowed as he pondered the matter.
Ding ding ding!
At this moment, a series of crisp sounds rang out.
In front of the third Sword Stele, Shui Qianyue was holding a sword in one hand and continuously hacking at the Sword Stele. The sound of the sword colliding with the body of the Sword Stele was crisp and continuous.
"Is she still holding on?" Chu Xingyun naturally saw this scene and murmured in a low voice.
"During this period, few people have come to break the steles, but this woman comes every day. She even sits cross-legged in front of the Sword Stele and carefully comprehends the essence of the Sword Principle in the Sword Stele. She is very hardworking in her cultivation."
Ning Lefan spat out an affirmative voice.
His gaze landed on Shui Qianyue as a strange expression appeared on his face. "Other than that, every time this woman slashed at the third Sword Stele, I could feel the sword intent in my body being suppressed. It was as though I had met my natural enemy, making it hard for me to breathe."
"I have a hunch that this woman is likely to break the third Sword Stele in the near future and become Master's personal disciple!" Ning Lefan became more and more excited as he spoke, and he did not notice that Chu Xingyun's face was a little gloomy.
"Lefan, have you comprehended the shape of the Sword Will today?" After a pause, Chu Xingyun asked in a low voice.
"Master, I have just finished comprehending it," Ning Lefan replied with a smile.
"I see that you are happy to be idle. How about this? You go back to the secret cultivation room immediately and comprehend the shape of the Sword Will 50 times. After that, you can leave the secret cultivation room." Chu Xingyun said with a smile.
"It takes an hour to comprehend the shape of the Sword Will once. 50 times, won't it take two days and two nights?" Ning Lefan was startled. He turned his head, but when he saw Chu Xingyun's half-smile, he immediately closed his mouth. He was both helpless and puzzled as he walked towards the secret cultivation room.
At this time, Xia Qingcheng happened to walk in from the outside.
She saw the depressed Ning Lefan and asked Chu Xingyun in confusion, "What's wrong with Lefan?"
"He feels that his strength is not enough and wants to work hard to cultivate, so I let him practice in seclusion for two days to comprehend the shape of the Sword Will seriously." Chu Xingyun's casual answer made Ning Lefan, who was not far away, stop and look at him in surprise.
"What? Is it wrong? " Chu Xingyun turned his head and his face darkened again. Ning Lefan was scared out of his wits and did not dare to respond. He took a big stride forward and rushed straight into the secret cultivation room like a hot meteor.
Boom!
The door of the secret cultivation room was closed, and a few leaves suddenly fell from the sky and slowly fell down.
Xia Qingcheng shook her head and smiled bitterly. She stretched out her hand and took out a red invitation inlaid with gold.
"This is …" Chu Xingyun had a puzzled expression.
"Last night, Lu Qingxuan broke through the shackles of her cultivation and advanced to the 4th level of the Heavenly Spirit Realm. For this reason, Chang Mingyang held a grand banquet for her. This invitation was sent by Lu Qingxuan to invite you to attend the banquet."
As soon as Xia Qingcheng finished speaking, Lu Ling and Gu Xuanqing, who were not far away, immediately rushed over. Their eyes were fixed on the invitation card, and there was a burning desire in their eyes.
"Lu Qingxuan?"
Chu Xingyun pondered for a moment, and then he turned to Xia Qingcheng and asked, "Who is that?"
Thump!
The four words were like a heavy hammer that fiercely smashed onto the heads of Xia Qingcheng and the other two, causing them to be stunned on the spot.
After a long while, Xia Qingcheng came back to her senses and looked at Chu Xingyun with a surprised gaze. This made Chu Xingyun feel somewhat embarrassed, and he said resentfully, "I entered the pavilion not long ago and am in charge of the outer sect. I'm not too familiar with the people of the inner sect."
Chu Xingyun's words were not false.
During this period of time, he had been searching for suitable candidates for the seven types of sword intents, and had not had much contact with the inner sect. Suddenly mentioning one of them, he did not necessarily know everything about her.
"This Lu Qingxuan is not only unparalleled in beauty, but her talent is also astonishing. She possesses the seventh level Light Vortex Sword Intent, and was accepted as a disciple by Chang Chixiao the moment she entered the Wanjian Pavilion. She is the undisputed number one beauty of the Wanjian Pavilion." Xia Qingcheng shrugged and introduced.
"Seventh level sword intent, why did she become Chang Chixiao's disciple?" Chu Xingyun frowned and was somewhat puzzled.
In the Wanjian Pavilion, those who possessed the fifth level sword intent could become the disciple of the Sword Master, and those who possessed the seventh level sword intent could become the Pavilion Master's disciple.
Lu Qingxuan's sword intent was at the seventh level, and should have been Fan Wujie's disciple.
"I heard that Lu Qingxuan was born in a small country and did not have a strong background. Chang Chixiao discovered her talent by chance and brought her back to the Wanjian Pavilion."
Xia Qingcheng had collected a lot of information and slowly recalled, "In order to repay the kindness of recognizing her talent, Lu Qingxuan declined the Pavilion Master's invitation and took Chang Mingyang as a disciple. Because of this, she has countless suitors, and Chang Mingyang is one of them. This time, he is holding a big banquet for Lu Qingxuan, probably to make her smile."
"So that's how it is." Chu Xingyun suddenly understood. He nodded and said, "Return this invitation. I'm not interested."
"Ah?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ling and Gu Xuanqing immediately let out a strange sound and looked at the invitation with some heartache.
"A beauty took the initiative to invite you, and you rejected just like that. Don't you think it's a little inappropriate?" Xia Qingcheng asked, but her tone was a little sour, and she deliberately raised her voice.
"Just now, you said that this banquet was organized by Chang Mingyang, and the person who sent the invitation was Lu Qingxuan. Is that right?"
Hearing Chu Xingyun's rhetorical question, Xia Qingcheng was even more puzzled, but still nodded.
"The reason why Chang Mingyang is holding such a grand banquet is to win the favor of a beauty. Furthermore, with Lu Qingxuan's reputation, he will surely invite all the geniuses to the banquet. However, there are many conflicts between me and him, so he will never invite me.
"If I'm not wrong, Lu Qingxuan sent the invitation because she didn't want to embarrass me, because she knew that even if I received the invitation, I would refuse to attend because of Chang Mingyang."
"In this way, Chang Mingyang and I won't be too embarrassed." Chu Xingyun's tone was casual, and he smiled faintly, "I have to say that Lu Qingxuan's actions are very considerate, and she has taken everyone into consideration."
"No wonder I found it strange that Lu Qingxuan would suddenly invite you." Xia Qingcheng finally understood why Lu Qingxuan was so popular, and why countless geniuses fell head over heels for her.
Of course, she was more impressed by Chu Xingyun's sharp mind.
He had such a deep analysis in just a few words!
"If that's the case, I'll send the invitation back now." Xia Qingcheng waved the invitation in her hand, but just as she turned around, she felt a strong wind sweep past her, and the invitation in her hand was swept away.
When she came to her senses, the invitation was already in Chu Xingyun's hands.
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