After coming out of the sword tower, five days passed. During these five days, Xu Yan was always immersed in the practice of swordsmanship.

He has basically mastered the method of using the Sword Qi Record. Although it is not enough to transform into such a powerful and amazing sword energy by his cultivation level at the top of the three floors at this time, at least when he faces a sword cultivator like Zhou Xian who has just entered the fourth floor, he will never be brought into the other party's sword weapon so easily by the other party.

Xu Yan slowly dissipated a sword energy transformed from the spring water, and then vented a turbid breath from his mouth. Then he shook his head helplessly. He did not expect that he had practiced so smoothly in the sword energy record, but he was unable to understand the five sword techniques used by the white-clothed woman "Fuyao" who had the same name as his sword, which made him very helpless.

Finally, Xu Yan, who stood in the courtyard, could only say to himself like an appointment: "Forget it, she also said that the way to cultivate a sword is not achieved by haste. It seems that she can only wait until I enter the third level of the Middle East before trying."

At this moment, the door of Liuyun Courtyard was gently knocked.

Xu Yan turned his head and looked at the gate of the courtyard, and was a little curious. Who would visit his courtyard at this time? However, although he was a little suspicious, his steps kept going. He walked to the gate of the courtyard in a few big steps and opened the courtyard gate.

The door was opened, and what fell into Xu Yan's eyes was a handsome young man in white.

Bai Bing still looked polite. When he saw Xu Yan opening the door for him, he was stunned at first, then bowed to Xu Yan and bowed to him, and then said with a smile: "Hello, junior brother, I haven't seen you for a few days, and your cultivation seems to have increased again!"

Xu Yan bowed and bowed, and said with a smile, "I said who I am? It turns out to be Senior Brother Bai." After Xu Yan finished the ceremony, he continued to say modestly: "I just made a little diligent in understanding swordsmanship, but it is not worth mentioning."

Bai Bing's smile still had no intensive study on this topic.

Seeing this, Xu Yan turned sideways and made way and invited him to say, "Senior Brother Bai is here, why not go into the house and talk."

When Bai Bing heard this, he suddenly realized that there was a woman with a bad temper living in this unique courtyard. He smiled and shook his head, and declined, "No, it's nothing important for me to come this time. I just gave me something to my junior brother. This courtyard... I won't go in!"

After Bai Bing finished speaking, he reached out to take out a folded piece of letter paper from his cuff and handed it to Xu Yan. He suddenly lowered his voice and said softly: "I have written all the remaining information I promised to give to my junior brother before. After reading it, you should follow the old method. If the junior brother has no questions, I will take my leave first."

Seeing that the other party declined, Xu Yan could only click, and then bowed and said, "If you have time, Senior Brother Bai will come here specially, then I will send you there soon."

Seeing this, Bai Bing waved his hand with a smile, turned around and left.

Xu Yan watched the other person's back quickly leave, and did not stay in the door for too long. Then he turned around and returned to his room. Then he opened the letter paper delivered by Bai Bing himself and found that there were only a few four words written on it.

The handwriting is still pretty and neat, and I saw it saying, "Dushan, Nandong."

...

March fifteenth.

The Lotus Sect welcomed a grand event, because on this day, the Baishan Spring Hunting, jointly organized by the major sects of Baishanzu, was finally going to be held. The venue for this time, according to the spring hunting rules, was exactly the turn of the Lotus Sect.

In the martial arts training square of the Lotus Sect, several tents for temporary meetings have been built. The middle one undoubtedly belongs to the host, Lotus Sect Master and four Supreme Elders. In addition, there are two tents with very uniform sizes on both sides.

As time approaches Si, the sun is at three o'clock, and the sky is bright and bright.

On the downhill road of the Lotus Sect, a group of disciples from other sects finally came. They were all wearing green robes and carrying a long sword behind them. Obviously, like the Lotus Sect, they also belong to the Sword Sect, which is the Yunlan Sect from Qingxuan Mountain.

The leader of Yunlan has an ordinary appearance and is walking at the forefront of his own sect at this time. However, in order to respect the Lotus Sect, he did not choose to come in the air. After all, flying around on other people's territory is not a happy thing.

Zhao Bailian, who had been waiting on the main seat for a long time, saw that the first disciple of Yunlan Sect came, showed no surprise on her face, but just stood up and greeted him according to the etiquette. Zhao Bailian bowed and smiled at Ye Jiawen and said, "I haven't seen Master Ye for three years, Master Ye is still in style."

Ye Jiawen didn't know that he looked very ordinary, and of course he knew very well that the other party was just a casual greeting, so he didn't take it seriously. He also smiled and bowed and said, "Where is where, Master Zhao is still in style!"

After the disciples of the sect had settled the disciples of Yunlan Sect, another sword sect, which was also among the ancestors of Baishan Mountain, and the people from Baihe Jianzhuang finally arrived.

Bai Haijing, the owner of Baihe Jianzhuang, is wearing a dark green robe today and dresses in a low-key manner. Behind her is a young woman who looks at least seventy-seventh-sixth-something.

Seeing this, Zhao Bailian's face was still calm and stood up again to greet her. However, compared to Ye Jiawen, Bai Haijing obviously did not buy his account. Not only did she always look cold, but even when she passed by her, she still glared at Zhao Bailian coldly and said in a cold voice: "An old thing that is shameless!"

Zhao Bailian didn't know the original meaning of her words, and couldn't help but feel a little confused about it. However, he couldn't argue with him in such a scene, so he had to swallow his anger and swallow his "angry".

The graceful woman following Bai Haijing knew very well why her mother said this, and she smiled bitterly. She looked at Zhao Bailian with a very complicated expression, but then noticed the cold gazes her mother cast. In the end, she could only bow to Zhao Bailian helplessly and said, "Yulin has seen Zhao...Zhao Master."

Zhao Bailian looked at Bai Yulin and just sighed in her heart, but her face still remained unchanged. He nodded to her understandingly and said softly: "You go in and sit in first!"

After welcoming Baihe Sword Village, about half an hour passed, and on the way down the mountain, a group of disciples from the sect wearing yellow Taoist robes came. These disciples did not carry sword weapons, and all had empty hands. However, most of them looked strong and walked very hard, and they were like Chenyang Sect, a martial arts sect in Fengyang Mountain.

Wu Shixing, the leader of Chenyang, was also tall and strong. When he saw Zhao Bailian who was about to meet him in the distance, he smiled brightly and bowed his hand first and said, "Mr. Wu has asked Master Zhao to wait for a long time." Without waiting for Zhao Bailian to say anything, Wu Shixing continued, "Oh, by the way, Master Zhao doesn't have to wait for the people from Lingxi Valley, they will not participate in this Baishan Spring Hunting."

When Zhao Bailian heard this, she was slightly surprised and asked, "Oh? Why is this? Does Master Wu know the reason?"

Wu Shixing still had a smile on his face, but there was a trace of cold light in his eyes, and he replied calmly: "Wu doesn't know the specific reason. He just heard that the master of Lingxi Valley had a problem while practicing qigong a few days ago, which hurt the meridians. Master Zhao also knew that we, the martial artist, pay the most attention to the meridians in our body, not being damaged, so..."

Seeing that the other party was deliberately showing some desire to speak but stopped, Zhao Bailian just smiled and nodded, then said, "Since that's the case, then we won't wait for Lingxi Valley. Sect Master Wu, please take your seat."

After all the disciples of Chenyang Sect took their seats, Zhao Bailian no longer hesitated and said straight to the point: "Since everyone who should come has come, Zhao will not beat around the bush. I believe the three sect leaders have already prepared the reward plan for this spring hunt. You might as well tell them now, and everyone will have the final negotiation and formulation!"

When I saw Zhao Bailian, who had always been elegant and easy-going, I was so direct this time that I even missed the symbolic opening remarks. Ye Jiawen, Bai Haijing, and Wu Shixing, who had indeed formulated a reward plan early in my heart, suddenly became unaware of how to speak.
Chapter completed!