Sword Demon Shinto

Chapter 331 Reaching the Qingtian Pavilion

The Heavenly Sword pierced through the air, crossed thousands of miles across the land, and within a day, it reached the Qingyun Pavilion Zongyu.

On the ground, two stone pillars stand, one on the left and one on the left, several kilometers apart, soaring into the sky, like the pillars of the sky, with no end in sight. There is a stone tablet in between, with a length and width of [-] meters, outlined by three simple characters on it.

Qingtian Pavilion!
Arriving here, the speed of Tianjian slowed down, passed between two stone pillars, and slowly entered Qingtian Pavilion.

There is another world within the stone pillars, with mountains and mountains, clouds and mist, strange animals and trees, reflecting the hundreds of miles of mountains, there is a feeling of fairyland, this is the real Qingyun Pavilion.

The two stone pillars are just the gateway to the small world of Qingyun Pavilion, through which is the real Qingyun Pavilion, Tianjian continues to move forward, enters the Baili Mountain, and stops at one place.

There is a marble square, several miles to the left and right, there are already many people on it, there are four elders of Qingyun Pavilion standing there, watching the entry of the Heavenly Sword, they slightly arched their hands, and the elders above the Heavenly Sword responded.

"boom!"

The heavenly sword fell to the ground, and the earth trembled. When everyone got down from the heavenly sword, the elder Taishang waved his hand, and the heavenly sword changed into a small sword and disappeared in the hands of the elder.

"Elder Lingyun Taishang, I didn't expect you to lead the team in person. Qingyun Pavilion is far away!"

"Hmm." Elder Lingyun Taishang nodded lightly, glanced at Wen He and the other three elders, crossed the sky directly, and disappeared on the marble square. It is impossible for an emperor to be courteous to these people.

"Qingtian Pavilion, I haven't been here for many years, and the momentum is even stronger than before. The old man Wenhe has seen everyone."

"Elder Wenhe, you are too polite. Tianjianzong, the sect of the way of swordsmanship, if it comes to the atmosphere of the great sect, who can compare to Tianjianzong?"

The four elders replied, even though they said so, their faces looked like they should be. Wen He smiled and nodded, everything was self-evident.

"Fellow Daoist Wenhe, Fellow Daoist Xiongshi, Fellow Daoist Nanyang, the attic of the Heavenly Sword Sect has been arranged, please follow me."

An elder of the Qingtian Pavilion said, made a gesture of invitation, and everyone in the Tianjianzong followed. There is an attic, built on the mountain, magnificent and magnificent, covering an extremely large area. There is another attic in the attic, and a plaque is hung in front of the attic .

Heavenly Sword Academy!
"Everyone, take a break for now. There will be a Tianjiao gathering in three days. You should prepare well first."

The elder explained a bit, then bowed his hands to Wen He and the other three elders, the three elders responded in the same way, and then left, Wen He and the other three elders restrained their smiles, turned their heads and led a group of people into the Heavenly Sword Academy.

"In Tianjian Academy, you can arrange it as you like, and don't cause trouble. If I find out, the light ones will be disqualified from martial arts, and the serious ones will be killed!"

"Yes!"

A group of people responded, and the three elders nodded, and left, leaving a group of people behind, and began to make their own arrangements.

"Brother Shen Ye, I was by your side when I stepped on the Heavenly Sword that day. I also want to thank Brother Shen Ye for taking care of me. Why don't we make a team and live together, so that each of us can take care of us."

The person who spoke was the young man with the broken arm, smiling, Lin Xuan frowned and nodded.

Not only him, but other casual cultivators also do the same thing, they all keep leaning towards the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, as if the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect were born to be superior to them, and if they want to rely on them, they have to climb up to the Heavenly Sword Sect's disciples. disciple.

With the young man with a broken arm, he randomly found a small attic, lived in it, chatted with the young man with a broken arm, and then went about their own business. In the room, Lin Xuan was meditating and adjusting his breath, and sneaked into the room by himself. Room.

Qingtian Pavilion, one of the eight sects, there are very few people who can sneak in without a sound, and Wang Zhenxu is one of them. The realm of the emperor's peak, the Qingtian Pavilion, also seems to be a place where there is no one.

"Teacher, how's the journey going?" Wang Zhenxu said with a smile, sitting on the ground, with a wave of his hand, five jugs of wine appeared in front of him.

"Okay, don't you know everything?" Lin Xuan replied, and also sat down on the floor, sitting in front of Wang Zhenxu, chose a pot of wine at random, and poured it into his mouth.

"puff!"

As soon as he drank the wine, Lin Xuan squirted it out in one gulp. The wine spilled in front of Wang Zhenxu and was imprisoned. Wang Zhenxu took out a jug like a baby, waved his hand, and the wine flew back again.

"Damn it, what kind of wine is so bitter!" Lin Xuan said, picked up another jug ​​of wine, before he drank it, Wang Zhenxu snatched it away, and looked at him like a prodigal child.

"Sinister, do you know what kind of wine this is? do not know."

"Cut!" Lin Xuan looked contemptuous, and took out a bunch of wine by himself. As soon as the lid was lifted, the aroma of the wine overflowed, filled the whole room, and slowly spread out. Wang Zhenxu stared at Lin Xuan's wine, his eyes were red up.

"Sinister, there is such a good wine, why don't you share it with the master sooner, and the master will exchange it with you for the five-flavored wine."

"I refuse." Lin Xuan said lightly, and was about to take the wine back, Wang Zhenxu's face suddenly changed, and Lin Xuan frowned.

"what happened?"

"Someone."

"who?"

Lin Xuan asked, his eyes turned to look at the closed pavilion door, just as he turned his head, a gust of wind blew by, Lin Xuan turned his head, looked at the scene in front of him, froze, looked at the wide open window, and cursed .

"Damn it, you old bastard, you're going to snatch everything from your apprentice, and fuck me for my wine!"

"It's all said that you have made a lot of money. Five-flavored wine is a rare treasure in Xuanyu. There are only a few pots in the world. I am reluctant to give it all to you. Remember, taste it well, and don't embarrass me. "

"Fuck you!"

Wang Zhenxu left, leaving behind five jugs of wine, the so-called five-flavored wine, rare treasures from Xuanyu, he didn't believe it, but he was somewhat interested. Seeing Wang Zhenxu's precious appearance, it might be a good thing.

The five flavors in the world are sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty. Just now he drank the bitter flavor. Could it be that the other four jugs of wine are the other four flavors? Wine dispels sorrow, these are the meanings of the existence of wine, what is the meaning of this five-flavored wine?

Since Wang Zhenxu left the wine, he tasted it, bitter taste, he didn't want to try it anymore, try other ones, picked up one of the other four pots of wine, opened the lid, there was no trace of it. The aroma of the wine was colorless, and it didn't look like wine. Lin Xuan glanced at it and took a sip.

Sour, extremely sour, I couldn't help but tremble, the sourness went to the bone, this should be the sour taste.

The next taste is sweet, sweet to the heart, just a few drops, almost not sweet enough to make him jump out of the window.

Spicy, day, it is really spicy, terribly spicy, as if drinking a ball of fire, his face changed, and his eyes were a little bright red. Lin Xuan swears that he has never had such a deep memory of spicy. .

After drinking four flavors, there is the last flavor, salty!
(End of this chapter)