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Jimo Yun scratched his head embarrassedly when Bai Yuan discovered his actions.

"After all, I am also a sword user, so I pay more attention to things related to the sword."

Bai Yuan smiled and nodded.

Jimo Yun looked at the Peach Blossom Sword again and asked in confusion.

"Mr. Bai Yuan should be a master of swordsmanship, right? But why is the sword he wears only a wooden sword?"

Hearing his question, Bai Yuan smiled slightly.

"I can't claim to be proficient in it, I can only say that I have some knowledge of it. As for the wooden sword, it's purely a personal preference. This sword was carved by me personally, and it has a different meaning to me. Besides, a wooden sword is not necessarily worse than a bronze or iron sword."

Hearing this, Jimo Yun nodded slightly. He knew that Bai Yuan was definitely being modest when he said that he only had a little knowledge of swordsmanship.

As a disciple of Master Bei Ming, how could it be possible that he only knew a little bit?

Jimo Yun also knew that wooden swords were generally used by beginners or people practicing sword skills, because they had weak killing power and were not likely to hurt others or themselves.

Bai Yuan uses a wooden sword as a weapon, but thinks it is no worse than an iron sword or a bronze sword, which means that it doesn't matter to him whether he uses a wooden sword or a bronze sword. It is obvious that he is very confident in his own strength.

Jimo Yun felt a little hot in his heart and looked at Bai Yuan, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

"If you have anything to say, just say it."

Bai Yuan looked at him and smiled gently.

Jimo Yun nodded slightly and bowed with both hands: "When we arrive in Jimo City, I would like to ask you for advice, and I hope you can give me some pointers!"

Seeing this scene, Jimo Huaxue, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead.

She knew it would be like this.

So she quickly tugged at Jimo Yun's sleeve and said, "Brother, your behavior is a bit too rude."

As she spoke, she gave Bai Yuan an apologetic expression.

Seeing the performance of the brother and sister, Bai Yuan couldn't help but smile.

It seems that Jimo Yun is really interested in kendo, even to the point of obsession.

This kind of thing of asking for advice from others is probably not the first or second time.

He waved his hand slightly at Jimo Huaxue: "It's okay, I'm also curious about the Jimo family's inherited swordsmanship, but it can't be said that I want to teach you, just learn from each other!"

When Jimo Yun heard Bai Yuan agree, he couldn't hide the joy on his face.

"Thank you very much, sir!"

Jimo Huaxue showed a helpless expression, but didn't say anything more.

Besides, she was actually quite curious about Bai Yuan's strength. As a disciple of the legendary Taoist master Bei Ming, she believed that his strength must be extraordinary. This time, her brother was probably asking for trouble.

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As the sun was setting, everyone arrived at Jimo City smoothly.

When they passed the city gate, Jimo Yun flashed the token and the soldiers at the gate let them pass.

After entering Jimo City, Bai Yuan and others sat in the carriage, facing the afterglow of the setting sun, and watching the pedestrians coming and going in the city.

Jimo City is indeed a big city comparable to Linzi. There are endless pedestrians on the streets, hawking shops everywhere, and many wealthy businessmen coming and going here.

Compared to the bookish, peaceful and harmonious atmosphere of Sanghai City, this place is more lively.

The economic level of Jimo City is higher than that of Sanghai. The farmers here are wealthy, the wine industry is relatively developed, and there are more wine shops in the city than in Sanghai.

"Mr. Bai Yuan, what do you think of Jimo City?"

Jimo Yun asked with a smile.

"Very good! Much more prosperous than Songhai."

"It's a pity that it's getting late now. Father must have prepared a dinner for us, otherwise I would definitely take you all out for a good stroll."

Jimo Yun sighed slightly.

"It doesn't matter. We have plenty of time anyway. It will be the same if we go shopping again tomorrow."

Bai Yuan and his companions didn't care much about this.

After all, they arrived here two days in advance and had plenty of time to go shopping and have fun.

Jimo Yun and Jimo Huaxue also nodded: "Yes, we will definitely take you to visit Jimo City tomorrow!"

Chapter 63: Can be long or short, big or small

The carriage slowly stopped.

Jimo Xi was standing in front of the gate with his family waiting.

As early as last night, he received a letter sent by Jimo Yun in advance and learned that they were coming back.

Although they were unable to invite the Confucian master Xunzi this time, it was within his expectations, so he was not too disappointed.

On the contrary, when he learned from the letter that the two had invited a master from the Taoist Tianzong, he was very surprised.

Compared with Xunzi of Confucianism, it is even more difficult to invite disciples of Tianzong.

What's more, the person invited was the direct disciple of Master Bei Ming, who was of the same generation as Xun Kuang. How could he not be happy?

Maybe the Jimo clan can take this opportunity to make friends with the Tianzong.

Even though he didn't have any utilitarian purpose in mind, the opportunity to make friends with such a top sect was extremely rare and he would definitely not miss it.

When Bai Yuan got off the carriage, he saw so many people standing here. He and Han Fei looked at each other and saw a smile in Han Fei's eyes.

Obviously he knew very well that these people came for Bai Yuan.

Everyone stepped forward and Jimo Yun took the initiative to introduce himself.

"Father, these are the ones I mentioned to you in the letter. This is Mr. Bai Yuan and Miss Ning Yan from the Taoist Tian Sect, and this is Han Fei, a disciple of Master Xun."

After hearing this, Jimo Xi nodded slightly and smiled at Bai Yuan.

"I received a letter yesterday and learned that Mr. Bai Yuan would come to attend my birthday party. I was so happy that I couldn't sleep all night. I have prepared a dinner to welcome you. Please come in quickly."

Bai Yuan was a little uncomfortable seeing Jimo Xi being so enthusiastic.

Han Fei saw this scene and smiled secretly while hiding aside.

Soon, they were welcomed into the mansion.

Bai Yuan took the opportunity to look around the environment inside, mainly wanting to find the spiritual objects he had seen before, but he didn't find anything unusual. For the time being, he could only suppress the doubts in his heart.

After a sumptuous dinner, Jimo Xi did not keep them chatting for too long, considering that they had been sitting in a carriage for the whole day, and had someone take them to the guest room to rest.

Interestingly, they only prepared two guest rooms.

One is for Han Fei, and the other is for Bai Yuan and Ning Yan.

After all, in the eyes of Jimo Xi and others, Ningyan was just a maid beside Bai Yuan, whose status might be higher, so they did not specially prepare a third room.

Han Fei smiled and yawned, looking a little tired.

"Uncle Master, I'm going to rest first. You guys should also rest early!"

He emphasized the word "early" and slipped away immediately after saying it, fearing that he would be caught and taught a lesson by Bai Yuan if he was a step late.

As soon as Han Fei left, Bai Yuan and Ning Yan looked at each other, then pushed open the wooden door and entered the room.

Looking at the environment inside, the two were silent for a while.

The decoration in the room looked quite elegant. On the right side near the door was a low wooden desk, and on the left side was a bed large enough to accommodate two people.

Bai Yuan walked to the table, put Xue'er down, and coughed twice, breaking the silence.

"I'm going to practice tonight, so go to sleep if you want to rest!"

After he finished speaking, he sat down cross-legged, and after taking a Qi Yang Pill, he directly entered the state of cultivation.

Ningyan saw that Bai Yuan actually started practicing directly, so she went forward to pick up Xue'er, then sat on the bed and looked at him.

After discovering that he had really entered the state of cultivation, a smile appeared in the corners of Ning Yan's eyes, and the corners of her mouth slightly curled up, feeling a little warm in her heart.

After picking up Xue'er and putting her aside, Ningyan reached out to untie the belt, took off her thick coat, and prepared to go to bed to rest.

Then, rustling sounds rang out in the quiet room.

She put her coat aside, hid under the quilt in her pajamas, and took Xue'er with her.

Lying on the bed, Ningyan hugged Xue'er sideways, and the man and the cat just looked at Bai Yuan.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but she gradually felt sleepy, so she slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Bai Yuan suddenly opened his eyes. He sensed that a special force was approaching here. A large amount of black aura poured in from outside the room and soon covered the entire room.

Shrouded in black air, everything in front of Bai Yuan turned gray and white, and the environment he was in changed from a guest room to an empty ancient battlefield.

Ningyan and Xue'er's figures completely disappeared, and even the Peach Blossom Sword that he had placed on the table was gone.

Not far in front of him, a man appeared, holding a dark blue sword, and his true face could not be seen.

He confirmed at the first moment that this was indeed the Ni Lin Sword Spirit. It seemed that his previous guess was true.

But he didn't expect that the sword spirit would come to him first.

"What a miraculous method, it actually created a space directly!"

In this situation, Bai Yuan did not worry about his own safety, but instead marveled at the strength of the sword spirit.

This kind of power is even more powerful than the Taoist Tiandi Shi Se, and it actually directly separates him from the outside world, like a barrier. Compared with this one, Tiandi Shi Se is indeed just a miscellaneous weapon.

The Ni Lin sword spirit raised the sword, pointed it at Bai Yuan, and rushed towards him with a single step.

Seeing this, Bai Yuan shook his right hand and a scroll fell out of his sleeve.

He held the scroll in his hand as if he were holding a dagger. With a slight movement of his mind, a golden aura instantly enveloped his body. With the scroll as the hilt, a golden sword appeared in his hand.

This is what is called gathering books into a blade. On the sword body, one can faintly see some Confucian classic quotations.

"See the power of knowledge!"

Bai Yuan raised his hand and swung out a sword. The righteous energy instantly burst out, forming a majestic sword energy.

The sword energy collided with the Ni Lin sword spirit, and there was a stalemate for a while. Then the sword energy dissipated and the sword spirit was also beaten back.

Bai Yuan saw that the golden aura had already burned his arm.

But the next moment, the sword spirit just gently stroked the arm, and the wound healed, leaving Bai Yuan stunned.

After the wound healed, the sword spirit attacked him again, and Bai Yuan raised his sword to block.

The black yin energy protected his body, allowing him to withstand Bai Yuan's righteous energy for a short period of time.

After several consecutive exchanges, it was difficult to determine the winner.

Seeing another sword coming at him, Bai Yuan smiled, tapped his feet lightly, stepped forward and made a gesture to block with his sword across his body.

But the sword blade condensed by the great energy in his hand suddenly disappeared, and the sword spirit of Ni Lin failed to react in time, and the Ni Lin sword that was supposed to collide with Bai Yuan's sword missed.

At this moment, Bai Yuan had strayed to the left rear of the sword spirit. He took the scroll and stabbed the sword spirit in the waist without hesitation, and then used the book-gathering blade again.

The golden air blade suddenly expanded and pierced through the sword spirit's body.

Injured by the Haoran Qi again, the Ni Lin sword spirit immediately dissipated and distanced itself from Bai Yuan.

When he appeared again, he was already more than ten meters away. There was still a big hole on his body. The great energy attached to it was fighting against the black energy on his body, making the wound difficult to heal.

"How about this move?"

Bai Yuan smiled. He suddenly discovered the fun of using air blades.

To some extent, the scroll he used was similar to the nameless sword.

It can be long or short, big or small.

The sword spirit of Ni Lin stared at him for a long time, but finally stopped fighting and gradually disappeared under Bai Yuan's gaze.

Chapter 64 I was stabbed in my dream (Please read it later)

The black aura receded like the tide, and the sword spirit space could no longer be maintained.

Bai Yuan leaned against the window, holding the scroll in his hand, and the black aura completely disappeared from his sight.