Quandu.

"When I was a child, I heard from my master about sword appraisal and Shen Feng. This is no less than the Jianghu event of the Sword Sacrifice Conference, and it has been passed down for nearly a thousand years. When I see you today, why are there only a few dozen people?" Luo Feiyu said to Gongsun Shilian on the side in a remote corner.

"How could it be?" Gongsun Shilan showed worries in her eyes, and she began to feel uneasy.

They are currently on a mountain under the jurisdiction of Wanjian Cave. All the abandoned swords buried in this mountain are abandoned swords. In the middle of the mountain, a high platform built by the Wanjian Cave melting thousands of abandoned swords, standing tall in the hanging edge pool of one of the seven-day pools.

The old man in white Tianjian stood in the middle of the high platform. Those standing beside him were representatives of the five major sword sects in Quandu and the Wanjian Cave.

"Can you start?" Old Man Tianjian suddenly spoke.

The eyes on the platform were gathered on a woman.

She was the only woman standing on the high platform, with sword-shaped cinnabar between her eyebrows, coupled with her heroic and beautiful face, and indescribable charm. When she heard this, she glanced around the high platform, "Why are there only one sect leader in the five major sword sects?"

"Who is she?" Luo Feiyu asked.

"The owner of the Ten Thousand Sword Cave, Dongfang Ruyi. The tenth-ranked Birgui in the famous sword score is from her hands. When it was first cast, all the moonlight was condensed on the sword, making Quandu's Mid-Autumn Moon full at that time have no wish to pray." Gongsun Shilian looked at the cinnabar woman, "Speaking of this, she still has a little connection with you. Her father Dongfang Jiangxie is your master in sword making."

"That abandoned disciple?" Luo Feiyu's body trembled slightly.

"Yes. After Dongfang Jiangxie was exiled, the head of the Dongfang family was ill. Dongfang Jiangxie's younger brother Dongfang Wuya took over the position of the cave master and never married him in his life. In addition to forging a sword, he tried his best to cultivate his brother's daughter who was left in the cave." Gongsun Shilan sighed: "It was this Dongfang Ruyi Cave Lord. She also had never married for the sake of Wanjian Cave.

Luo Feiyu nodded and said, "It's really admirable."

"It's time for the visitor to arrive." Old Man Tianjian on the high platform smiled.

Dongfang Ruyi glanced at the audience, "This year's sword-recording Shen Feng seems to be a little deserted."

"The court is in chaos and everything is in trouble. The owner of the Eastern Cave should not understand this truth." Long Yuexi, who was standing beside him, smiled.

"Since that's the case, let the sect leader come and support him, otherwise it would be so deserted that it would be laughable if it spreads out?"

"Oriental Cave Lord." Long Yuexi's smile gradually disappeared.

"Or, those sect leaders couldn't get out of their way because of other things, and couldn't come?" Dongfang Ruyi raised her eyebrows.

Long Yuexi hurriedly stepped forward, "I'm so presumptuous!"

"Get out." The old man Tianjian said in a deep voice, "You are really laughing at this, Master Long."

Long Yuexi's face darkened and he retreated.

"If Dragon Roar Sword Immortal is still here, will everything be different?" Luo Feiyu suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the stage.

Gongsun Shilian shook her head, sighed in her heart, gently pulled Luo Feiyu's hand, without an answer.

This world is still different after all.

The old man Tianjian turned his head and looked at Dongfang Ruyi, "Is the Lord of the Eastern Cave questioning me?"

Dongfang Ruyi smiled, "The Lord of Tianjian Pavilion was joking, Ruyi was just following the uncle's instructions."

"Dongfang Wuya." Old Man Tianjian narrowed his eyes, "I almost forgot that guy would wake up once every time this time."

Dongfang Ruyi continued, "He told me that if the five major sect masters, the master of Wanjian Cave and the master of Tianjian Pavilion were not present at the same time, there would be no need to hold the sword Shenfeng."

"A old person who has been in a mortal for decades dares to decide on matters related to the entire Quanzhou!" Long Yuexi suddenly shouted angrily.

This time, even the old man Tianjian did not refute the rash sect leader. He looked at Dongfang Ruyi, and a fierce cold light burst out from his deep eyes.

"Where is the place where Jianjian Chenfeng is held, the Shenjiantai and Xuanfeng pool under your feet are all under the jurisdiction of my Wanjian Cave. Shenfeng cannot do without the Shangfeng pool, but whether the water of the Shangfeng pool flows depends on our Wanjian Cave." Dongfang Ruyi raised his head proudly: "In other words, the key to Jianjian Chen Feng is in our hands!

"Of course my uncle can't decide this, but we can decide on Wanjian Cave!"

As soon as these words came out, the disciples of Wanjian Cave who were guarding the stage gathered their arms and shouted.

"Oh my god! The owner of the Oriental Cave is so good at reasoning! It's exactly the same as my master!" Luo Feiyu was shocked.

Gongsun Shilian was quite surprised, "Her reasoning skills should be inherited from her father, and your master's reasoning skills were also learned from her father!"

"Awesome!" Luo Feiyu also raised his arms and shouted.

The corners of the old man Tianjian's mouth twitched slightly. The incident of Dongfang's evil fighting against the heroes before the exile was still vivid in his mind. He raised his eyes and glanced around the audience, "As soon as the Lord of the Oriental Cave said this, I really saw a few shadows of old friends in a trance."

Dongfang Ruyi bowed her head and said, "The Lord of the Pavilion is wrong. I am just the child who debates the day. How can I compare with my father back then?"

The old man Tianjian nodded and finally set his eyes on Luo Feiyu, who was also cheering, "But your father's death is inseparable from that man. Now that his apprentice has stepped here, why don't you let him pay for his life for that man?"

After hearing this, Dongfang Ruyi turned her head and looked at Luo Feiyu.

Luo Feiyu felt a little tired after being seen, and his hands that had been raised were slowly hanging down, "They, why are they looking at me?"

Gongsun Shilan also tightened the handle of the umbrella.

But after just a glance, Dongfang Ruyi withdrew her gaze and smiled coldly at the old man Shangtian Sword, "It seems that uncle is right."

"Oh?" The old man Tianjian's smile suddenly faded away.

"My father has already been seeking benevolence and benevolence, but many people in the Quandu want to use words to reverse the benevolence he wants!" Although Dongfang Ruyi's voice was a little mockery, it echoed throughout the platform.

"And all this is because he is Mo Jinshu's master."

"Okay." The old man Tianjian raised his eyebrows, "It seems that the Lord of the Oriental Cave is going to put us in a place of injustice! But do you really think that this matter depends on your face?"

The other five representatives of the Sword Sect, except Long Yuexi, were all silent.

"Don't hide it, just use the knife!" Old Man Tianjian said aloud to the audience.

Everyone in the audience looked at each other with a confused look on their faces.

In the distance, a blade was blowing through the setting sun, refracting the bloody cherry-colored light. Its owner, Cherry, was standing on the platform with this blade, gently licking the blood dripping from the blade.
Chapter completed!