The sudden voice made Xia Qingcheng and others stupefied.
Just now, Chu Xingyun had a good analysis. He had no interest in the banquet and refused it directly. But now, he suddenly agreed, without any sign.
Such changes are really puzzling.
Chu Xingyun did not give an explanation, holding the invitation in his hand, a flicker, strode toward the cultivation chamber.
Boom!
When the door closed, ancient Xuanqing and other people came back to God.
Xia Qingcheng stares at Chu Xingyun's direction of leaving, stomps his feet and hums: "man, there is not a good thing!"
With that, before she turned around, Lu Ling and Gu Xuanqing left here without looking back. They all felt the fire of Xia Qingcheng. How dare they stay here for a long time.
After stepping into the chamber of secrets, Chu Xingyun directly entered the inner space.
He opened the invitation carefully, and his eyes were focused. Inside, a touch of fine light flashed past, and he looked at any part of the invitation carefully, without any carelessness.
"Coagulate!"
A moment later, Chu Xingyun suddenly uttered a word.
He touched the void with his fingers, and a touch of mysterious power bloomed and opened, covering the whole invitation, slowly suspending it in the sky, and constantly rotating.
Soon, a faint dark light diffused slowly from the invitation, and finally fell into Chu Xingyun's hand. It dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving no trace.
"It's really the sword of darkness." Chu Xingyun has a satisfied smile on his mouth.
The dark light just now was a sword of darkness.
What's more, Chu Xingyun keenly found that the dark sword meaning was very similar to the dark sword meaning left on the corpses, even from the same person!
"Qingcheng said that this invitation was written by Lu Qingxuan. Can you say that the shadow swordsman is Lu Qingxuan?" Chu Xingyun put away the invitation and began to think about it.
Lu Qingxuan has seven levels of light whirlpool sword meaning, but light and dark sword meaning is mutually generated and mutually restrained, which is difficult to integrate.
Normally speaking, one person can't have two completely different sword meanings.
"The truth of the matter is still unknown, but now we can be sure that the shadow swordsman must have something to do with Lu Qingxuan." Chu Xingyun confirmed this point in his heart, and then, he was no longer dreaming and immediately entered the state of cultivation.
In order to achieve a perfect state of mind, Chu Xingyun will rely on his own strength to break through the shackles of the realm and enter the realm of heaven and spirit.
Originally, he had thousands of years of cultivation experience. He was already clear about the power of Yanggang. At the moment, what he was doing was to accumulate and turn all his insights into the power to break through the barriers.
Or not to break through, a breakthrough, Chu Xingyun must pursue perfection, so that the state of mind completely satisfactory.
Party time, three days later.
On this day, before the evening, there was an endless stream in front of the palace. All the talented and evil people of wanjian Pavilion came.
They were in company, greeting each other and greeting each other.
The banquet was very powerful, and invited many talents from wanjian Pavilion. When these people get together, they will naturally exchange feelings and shorten the distance between them.
"There are so many people!"
Looking at the coming and going disciples of wanjian Pavilion, Ning Lefan's eyes flashed over jingmang and sighed heartily.
Behind Ning Lefan are Chu Xingyun, Xia Qingcheng, Luling and ancient Xuanqing.
At first, only Chu Xingyun received the invitation.
However, after Chu Xingyun promised to attend the banquet, Lu Qingxuan sent four more invitation cards. Such a move made Ning Lefan's three people especially excited. When they first arrived here, they looked more excited.
"Hum!"
Xia Qingcheng snorted coldly. He didn't want to pay attention to Ning Lefan. He went to Chu Xingyun's side and glared at him fiercely. He stomped his feet in anger.
After checking the invitation, a party of five entered the palace.
The banquet hall is located in a garden. It's early summer. The flowers are in full bloom. The fragrance of the flowers is interwoven with each other, which is not abrupt. On the contrary, it has the beauty of complementing each other. In the courtyard, there are small bridges and flowing water, and the sound is curling, just like a fairyland on earth.
In the hall, there are already hundreds of wine cases, and many people have been sitting on them, holding wine glasses one by one, and talking loudly.
"It's true
In the main banquet hall, Chang Mingyang stands here.
As soon as he saw Chu Xingyun, his face became extremely ugly. Obviously, he was not happy with Chu Xingyun's arrival. He felt as if he had eaten a fly.
In addition to being famous, Qi Yuzhen, Teng Qing, Qin Xiu and others are also here. They are not angry about the arrival of Chu Xingyun, but they are not angry, and their faces are slightly heavy.
"My disciple is often famous. I have met the master of Luoyun sword." Although the heart is extremely reluctant, but Chang Mingyang still bows to salute, a crowd of people return to God, also bow to salute.
"Get up." Chu Xingyun did not see Chang famous, said casually.
He lowered his eyebrows and swept his eyes. Most of the disciples of wanjian Pavilion gathered here came from the inner gate. Even if they came from the outer gate, they were almost members of all major families, which can be said to be a mixture of good and bad people.But that's normal.
A real genius, who has always been meditating and painstaking, seldom attends such a grand banquet. This time, if it was not for finding the shadow swordsman, Chu Xingyun would not have come here.
On the post, it was clearly written that he was sitting upright. Chu Xingyun stepped out and walked straight ahead.
When he found his place, it was empty, with no tables and chairs, and no good food and wine.
"A few days ago, Lord Luoyun suddenly said that he was coming. I thought you were joking, so you didn't prepare in time. If you don't mind, you can sit at the bottom first." Chang Mingyang, with a smile on his face, extended his hand and pointed to the corner of the banquet hall.
This word, let Xia Qingcheng sink the vision immediately.
There are many rules for a grand banquet, even the arrangement of the wine table is also particular.
The tables and chairs in the corner are at the back of the crowd. It is impossible to hold a banquet in such a position. Only the attendants and servants will sit in this position.
This is often famous, it is intentional to create difficulties!
Looking at Chang Mingyang's feigned smile, Chu Xingyun said with a smile: "forget the arrangement, it's easy to handle. I'll take that seat."
With that, he reached out and pointed to the central position.
"Lord Luoyun sword, there is my position." Chang Mingyang's voice was a little cold, and then he said, "what's more, you have five people in total. It's hard to hold a wine table..."
"You have a point." Chu Xingyun interrupted Chang Mingyang's speech. He pointed to the four children of the Chang family nearby and ordered: "you give up your position and go to the corner with Chang Mingyang."
As he spoke, Chu Xingyun took Xia Qingcheng and others to the past. Without a word, he sat down and even poured out the wine and began to savor it carefully.
Bang!
Chang Mingyang became angry, pointing to Chu Xingyun and others, and roared: "Luoyun!"
The sound was like thunder, so that the laughter stopped suddenly. The whole hall was quiet for a moment, and a strong smell of gunpowder was diffused.
Chu Xingyun raised his eyebrows and took a sip of wine without lifting his head. He said indifferently: "I Luoyun is the sword master, and you are famous all the time, but you are only a true disciple. Are you qualified to call me by my name?"
Chang Ming was so exasperated that he couldn't breathe freely. He said angrily, "since you know that you are the master of the sword, you should set an example and follow the rules here. Otherwise, your name will only make you laugh and be generous."
"Presumptuous!"
Ning Lefan looks at the unconventional means of fame and anger in his heart. He just wants to stand up, but is pressed by Chu Xingyun.
He got up slowly and looked at Chang Ming. He said, "this is wanjian Pavilion. The so-called rules are the rules of wanjian Pavilion. Which rules will make me laugh?"
"What's more, my sword master has a high status. I'm only under the cabinet leader. I've been blessed to attend this banquet in your eight lifetime. But you're not only not grateful, but also angry. Do you think that I have no right to destroy this banquet?"
Bang!
Chang Mingyang was angry again, clenched his fists and made a crackling sound of bone friction.
However, he really can't help Chu Xingyun.
Chu Xingyun is the sword master with high position and power. Although he is a disciple of zhenzhuan, the status gap between them is still very large. As long as Chu Xingyun says a word, it is not to say that he destroyed the banquet. Even if the palace was razed to the ground, it would be extremely relaxed.
"It's almost time. Aren't you in yet?" Chu Xingyun said again, reached out and pointed to the corner of the position, a faint smile: "that position is very special, a look is specially prepared, very suitable for you."
Language down, many people can not help but smile, issued a few coax laughter.
In this corner, Chang Mingyang deliberately tripped over to embarrass Chu Xingyun. However, no one thought that Chu Xingyun was so powerful that he completely ignored any banquet rules and forcibly suppressed Chang Mingyang with his sword master identity.
Now, Chang's fame is hard to get off!
Just when the atmosphere was a little awkward, a snow-white shadow appeared outside the hall.
All of a sudden, everyone turned their eyes away.
When they saw this beautiful image, they all showed an intoxicated and comfortable expression, as if they had forgotten everything just now!
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