Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 289 Junior Sister said, make one for me too

I don’t know if it’s meme pollution or just convention.

It seems like the weirder a sword looks, the faster it can cut people.

Especially those that look like tree branches, they are generally a symbol of strength. A random poke is worth thousands of troops, and a scratch can shatter the void.

Most of the users are also different from others. They are basically the kind of king-like figures who wear a conical hat, ride a green ox or an old donkey, drink a pot of turbid wine, and walk slowly in the mist and rain.

Zhang Ze put himself in the shoes of the man.

Haha, so handsome.

Thinking of this, he gently swung the divine sword Jiu Ke. Then he immediately took a half step back, covering his face with his hands to prevent the blow that had just shattered the void from backlashing him.

However, nothing happened. The only sound left by the swing was an ordinary whooshing sound.

"What are you doing?" The mother-in-law was speechless.

"To test the power of the divine weapon. Didn't you say this was a divine sword?"

Zhang Ze waved it twice more, and this time injected some spiritual energy into it, but unfortunately there was still no response.

"The magic weapon only refers to the material of this thing, not what this tree sword will be like. This thing is not used to kill people." Mo Jingchun took the magic sword Jiu Ke back from Zhang Ze.

"That's..." Before Zhang Ze could finish his words, he was hit by Mo Jingchun.

The branch hit his butt, but Zhang Ze's mind suddenly became clear and all distracting thoughts disappeared in an instant, as if he was about to die in the next second.

"This is used to strike the gods. No matter how high your cultivation level is, if you get hit once, it will affect your mind."

Mo Jingchun threw the sword back to Zhang Ze, "I'm afraid you won't mess around, so I put a restriction on the sword. What you just felt is the current power of the sword."

Zhang Ze pursed his lips and thought to himself that it was boring and what was the point of doing this.

Seeing Zhang Ze's expression, Mo Jingchun explained, "With your crappy boxing skills, you should be able to achieve the same effect as your boxing with this sword. After all, you are a disciple of the Sword Sect, so what's the point of boxing every day?"

After hearing the explanation, Zhang Ze was still a little disappointed, but he didn't complain too much. He asked for conversation, "This sword is ancient and mysterious. Where did you find it from? Or is it a relic of the previous dynasty?"

"You think too much. It's not from the previous dynasty, it's from the day before yesterday." Mo Jingchun looked at Zhang Ze.

"Ugh?"

"The sect master refined it a while ago. As for those ancient swords you mentioned, they do exist, but they're all in the main pavilion. If you want to see them, go to the main pavilion. But don't touch them. They're old items that can't withstand any abuse. If you break them, you'll be buried alive."

Hearing this, Zhang Ze lowered his head and stroked the branch, thinking that the sect leader had left home and had not returned yet, could it be that he had left just to make this sword for me?

"Since it's new, what do the two words 'Jiu Ke' mean? Do they mean singing while drunk and living a life of idleness and decay?" Zhang Ze's curiosity was piqued, and he asked again.

Seeing that Zhang Ze had so many questions, Mo Jingchun took the branch again, and then took out a pot of cheap medicinal wine from Yaowang Valley and sprinkled it on the branch.

"Turn around."

"Oh."

Whoosh, after a sound of breaking wind, Zhang Ze jumped to the door, covering his butt.

"Dip the branches in wine, and the more you whip them, the more you gain. Got it?"

"I understand." Zhang Ze hummed with a grin.

He had reason to suspect that the so-called magic sword Jiu Ke was created just to beat him.

"If you understand, go back and do what you need to do when you get back."

"Disciple, obey."

After taking the magic sword, Zhang Ze said no more and quickly left the yard. After he was far away, he hummed a little tune and walked down the mountain waving a branch.

Emotions came and went quickly. He had now begun to imagine himself riding a divine donkey upside down, waving a tree branch and fighting against thousands of troops alone.

Mo Jingchun looked at Zhang Ze's cheerful back and shook his head.

I thought to myself that no matter how old this man is, he is just like a child.

At that time, I suggested that it would be better to make it into the shape of an iron whip or a heavy sword without an edge, but my wife insisted that the shape of a tree branch would be the best and Zhang Ze would definitely like it.

What's so novel about a twig?

"I hope this sword will never be really used." Mo Jingchun sighed.

Regardless of how Lao Deng planned to play his game, Zhang Ze, after receiving the magic sword, immediately started to make his own outfit without wasting a moment.

The wine jug, rags and bamboo hat were easy to deal with, as they were all readily available, but the mount was what stumped Zhang Ze.

Although Linglu Valley was opened up, unfortunately, neither cows nor donkeys were brought this time.

The only ones that can barely be considered mounts are the fully grown little Qilins, but these Qilins are a bit too coquettish and not elegant enough when paired together. It gives the feeling of a monkey riding a camel or a web game krypton gold-spending big brother.

"Where's Lily? Is she there?" Zhang Ze returned to his courtyard in Qianji Pavilion and shouted inside.

"He's not here!" Lily's chattering voice came from the backyard.

"Add money!"

"Here. Boss, I have something for you." Lily pushed open the door of her secret laboratory and walked out covered in dust.

Not only her, but Maomao is the same.

"What's wrong with you two?" Zhang Ze asked.

"It's just a small matter, a small matter, don't worry about it. Why are you looking for me, boss?" Lily waved her hand mysteriously.

"Help me make some sturdy equipment, then press these Tianhuan pendants here, here, and here. Remember to reduce the special effects a little, so they don't block my face."

Zhang Ze took out a newly drawn design drawing and explained it to Lily.

"This..." Lily looked at the outfit Zhang Ze designed for her and scratched her head. "This is too plain. Boss, listen to me. Add two dragon heads on the shoulders and three pairs of wings on the back. I tell you, it's absolutely invincible."

"Go away and do what I say. This is to restore my image." Zhang Ze snatched the pen from Lily's hand.

"Tsk, no aesthetic taste." Lily continued to complain.

As the two were discussing, Chen Qin's voice came from behind Zhang Ze, "I don't know what's so good about this outfit, but your hat is wrong. It's too new."

Chen Qin walked over, picked up Zhang Ze’s new hat from the table and handed it to Maomao.

Maomao naturally took it in his mouth, and then under Chen Qin's command, he started to chew it in circles. After taking the wet and tattered hat out of the dog's mouth, Chen Qin handed the hat to Zhang Ze.

"Junior sister, you're right. But forget about this one that's been chewed by Mao Mao. I remember the tailor shop in Qianji Town has a business of making old ones. I can just go there and get one."

After saying that, he threw the broken hat out again and let Maomao play with it as a frisbee.

"What about the cow?" asked Lily.

"Look for A'li." Zhang Ze said without thinking.

The next day.

Zhang Ze's match was crowded with people early on, but because the opponent was an unknown disciple of a small sect, no one cared too much about the outcome of the match.

What they care about is what new things Zhang Ze can come up with today.

Many betting spots were opened for this purpose. Some bet on whether Zhang Ze had an affair with that beautiful woman this time, and some bet on whose magic Zhang Ze would use this time.

Anyway, it's quite lively.

As Zhang Ze's opponent this time, the unknown person in the eyes of many people, Xu Lin was very nervous as he stood in the venue.

The audience was laughing, but he couldn't laugh.

Whether it was the first day or the second day, the methods used by his opponent were beyond ordinary people.

Not to mention the Beast Taming Sect's soul fusion technique, just the small display of sword-controlling technique on the first day was enough to shock him.

He himself didn't think he could win.

As a disciple trained with great effort by Nanshan Sect, Xu Lin cherishes this opportunity very much.

But whether it was fortunate or unfortunate, he did not encounter any disciples from the six sects in the first two rounds, so he easily made it to the third round.

I feel like I'm on a tour.

But I'm not here for tourism.

In short, Xu Lin felt very sorry for his master.

Facing Zhang Ze today, his mood was somewhat complicated. The feeling of being inferior before the battle even started could not be shaken off in his heart.

Perhaps I am not an opponent, nor a whetstone, but just a stone on the side of the road, unable to even make those geniuses sprain their ankles.

Xu Lin took a deep breath and waited for Zhang Ze to arrive.

After waiting for a long time, Zhang Ze still didn't come. Xu Lin was a little at a loss for a moment.

The whispers from the surrounding stands made him feel uneasy, as he always felt that they were laughing at him.

"He, looks down on me?"

For some unknown reason, he suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart, like a seed of self-destruction, giving up, and other emotions quietly taking root and sprouting in his body.

When Xu Lin's mentality changed, Fu Ji, who had been on a mission these days and transformed into hundreds of people to watch the games in various venues, took out a small notebook.

[The unlucky guy affected by the overall situation of the Hundred Demons Sect]

【Nanshanmen Xu Lin】

Impact, slight

After recording, Fu Ji put away the notebook and continued to stare at the scene quietly.

in the venue.

Just when Xu Lin felt that the planner could be killed rather than humiliated and wanted to give up directly, Zhang Ze's voice sounded in his ears.

"Sorry, I'm late."

However, the sound arrived first, but the person did not.

But before Xu Lin could ask, a breeze suddenly blew up in the venue, the sound of a flute became melodious, dark clouds gradually rose in the sky, and a trickle of spring rain fell.

In the spring rain, a speck of ink appeared out of thin air not far in front of Xu Lin. The ink fell on the ground, but did not splash. Instead, it turned into a ripple, which spread and covered the entire venue.

The world here turned into a mirror lake. Although the boundary of the site was not far away, it was ethereal and the fairy mountain cloud tower was faintly visible.

The original ink stain surged out from the mirror lake again, turning into the shape of two yin and yang fish, rotating to form a door.

Zhang Ze came out riding a cow.

The cow was dark blue all over, with dark golden patterns running across its body. It carried a small saddle and a sword case hung beside it.

Zhang Ze was riding on the back of a cow, wearing a conical hat, swaying, carrying a wine pot and a branch in his hand.

he said loudly.

"When enlightenment comes, I see the ancient rivers and seas, and walk through the cliffs to visit the mysterious gates. When I ask the Tao, I occasionally talk about the human world: a flute, a sword, and Kunlun."

"Please come in, fellow Taoist." Zhang Ze jumped lightly from the cow, landed gracefully on the ground, stood with his hands behind his back, holding a branch.

In the stands.

"Fuck, I really want to hit him. Why the hell is he so handsome?"

A cultivator who was teased by Zhang Ze said angrily.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone beside him said, "This should be Qianji Pavilion's latest divine display package. After customization, it can achieve a similar effect, and it's not a one-time use."

"Really? Not the kind that costs a lot of money and can only be seen once?" the man asked.

"Of course not. Qianji Pavilion is trustworthy. My cousin happens to be working in Qianji Town. If you are interested, I will take you there after today's business is over."

"Then I'll trouble you, brother."

Most of the discussions in the stands were like this. Among them, there were also some monks who were also poets. They were silently reciting the two lines of poetry copied by Zhang Ze, looking like they had had some sudden enlightenment.

I don’t know if I really had an epiphany.

in the venue.

Zhang Ze pretended to be happy but did not take action directly. He was chatting with the big blue ox, also known as A Li.

"Go away." Zhang Ze said.

"Where am I going?" asked Ali.

"Go stay outside the venue first. Do you want to go on the court too?" Zhang Ze gently tapped A Li's cow hoof with his heel.

"Why can't I play?"

A'li didn't want to miss this opportunity to show off, so it prepared several special skills, such as the divine bull flying to the moon, so it was still chattering with Zhang Ze.

"Don't you even look at who your opponent is? Aren't you bullying others by coming here?"

"Then you're not bullying me?"

"Don't worry about it, hurry up, I'm enough on my own."

After wasting time for a long time, Ali snorted and turned away from the venue unhappily. However, he did not go far. Instead, he went directly to the edge of the venue, shook his body, and took off the equipment on his body.

Then he sat down against the wall with his legs crossed in the form of a green ox.

It did not cancel the transformation spell, and just played with the walnut in the appearance of a bull demon.

Because this scene was so illogical, not only the two people on the field, but even the people in the stands all looked at Ari.

"Hey, brother, is your cousin still selling cows? Where can I buy this kind of cow?" The monk who had just joined the trap of showing his divine power in front of others turned around and asked the people around him.

"Ah, I really don't know."

How do cows cross their legs?

Standing by the wall, enjoying everyone's gaze, A'li, who had snatched all the tricks, was very satisfied.

"It's funny. You are the protagonist and you are so great. You stole all the roles." A'li snorted in his heart.

Zhang Ze sighed and thought to himself that he shouldn't have looked for A'li. He should have just gone to the town and bought an ordinary donkey or buffalo.

"Well, let's get started."

Zhang Ze looked at Xu Lin and said.

Xu Linze looked at the branch in Zhang Ze's hand, but his heart sank to the bottom.

He always felt that among the hundreds of people here, no one cared about him, and he was the redundant one.

In that case, let’s have a fight with him.

Xu Lin stepped forward, bit his tongue in a classic way, drew a blood talisman, and then summoned many mountain spirits and monsters.

Then he rushed towards Zhang Ze.

It's just that they fight without any rules, and they only seek to destroy themselves as quickly as possible.

In the stands, Fu Ji frowned and changed Xu Lin's symptoms to [End]

Not only Fu Ji, Zhang Ze also noticed Xu Lin's abnormality.

Zhang Ze dodged Xu Lin's attack with a branch in his hand, came to his side, and hit his thigh.

Snapped.

Snapped.

Snapped.

Three consecutive blows did not cause any harm to Xu Lin, but instead made his mind clear. The fog that covered his heart was dispelled by these three blows.

Seeing that Xu Lin's eyes had regained clarity, Zhang Ze took a few steps back and continued to pretend to be an expert without saying a word.

Xu Lin took a few steps back and dismissed the spirits. After a long pause, he bowed to Zhang Ze and said, "Thank you, Brother Zhang. Let's continue."

He just thought that his mind was unstable.

After waking up, Xu Lin's steps became more methodical and he could perform Taoist magic with ease.

Nanshanmen used all its methods and attracted a lot of attention, most of which were praiseworthy.

Seeing this, Zhang Ze calmly played the role of a whetstone. While feeding Xu Lin moves, he used the magic sword in his hand to whip Xu Lin's distracting thoughts, allowing him to keep his mind clear.

As Zhang Ze whipped Xu Lin with the small branch, it seemed as if he had some sudden realization. The self-destructive emotion he had just felt was also a valuable experience.

"All things in heaven and earth have spirits, scattered between the sky and the sea, neither good nor evil."

"Use this as a guide, and you will gain the help of heaven and earth."

He seemed to understand the move that his master taught him. Not only did he understand it, he even went one step further.

The rain that Zhang Ze had summoned in the sky suddenly got heavier, and heavy rain poured down from the sky.

Xu Lin's figure also disappeared at this time and blended into the rain.

The sound of a bone flute began, followed by a mournful whale cry.

A shadow appeared in the sky. Everyone looked up and saw the ghost of a giant whale appearing and disappearing in the rainstorm in the sky, as if swimming in the sea.

The magic of Nanshanmen can capture spirits and gods, collect lonely souls from the South China Sea, lead them with bone flutes, and temporarily use them for their own purposes.

Xu Lin's lips turned pale. Standing on the back of the giant whale, attracting such a big whale soul was beyond his ability.

However, just a moment was enough. He only used the power of the whale soul to do one thing.

That is to jump out of the water again as he did in his lifetime.

Only this time, the sky is the sea.

At this time, the people in the stands no longer looked down on Xu Lin.

After the mournful cry, the whale soul returned to the sea, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth gathered around Xu Lin, wrapping him up, and he turned into the appearance of a giant whale.

A giant whale leaped out of the sea of ​​clouds and crashed into the earth.

"This move is called Whale Fall. Brother Zhang, be careful." Xu Lin said confidently.

"I also have a trick, I call it Shenglong." The branch in Zhang Ze's hand fell into the mirror lake under his feet, and the ink sword given to him by Lao Li appeared in his hand.

The sword pointed to the sky, and in the Mirror Lake, a black dragon wrapped in sword energy rose into the clouds and crashed into the giant whale.

The black dragon dissipated, and the giant whale fell back into the sky.

The wind stopped and the rain stopped.

Xu Lin, who had lost all his strength, fell from the sky.

When he was about to land, he was caught by an elder of the Sword Sect. The old man praised him, "Not bad, this move is very interesting. It is much better than the one your master used back then."

"Thank you for your kind words, senior." Xu Lin smiled bitterly, then turned to look at Zhang Ze, who seemed fine, but there was still some disappointment in his eyes.

I had the right timing, location, and people in this situation, but I couldn't even force the opponent to reveal his trump card.
Seeing Xu Lin's expression, the elder whispered soothingly, "Don't compare yourself to that kid. He's not a normal person."

Xu Lin was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to respond.

At this time, Fu Ji emerged from the ground and walked to Xu Lin's side. After she bowed to the elder, she said to Xu Lin, "I am a doctor from Yaowang Valley. Please allow me to examine you."

Xu Lin blushed, "Excuse me, please."

"My name is Fu Ji."

As Fu Ji finished her words, her tentacles emerged from the ground.

Xu Lin, “!”

In the stands, a big man felt a little moved when he saw Xu Lin being tied up by tentacles and whipped repeatedly.

Because he also wants this kind of reward.

"I'm so envious, why not me!"

The big man looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he pretended to be sick and shouted to the crowd, "Aiya, my old illness has relapsed. Miss Fuji, please finish reading."

Before he could finish his words, a big, broad hand held his shoulder.

He was a big fat man with a full beard and the hair on his chest trimmed into the shape of a furnace.

"I, Wang, am also from Yaowang Valley. May I ask where you, fellow Taoist, feel unwell?"

"I, that."

"Oh, please don't be shy about seeing a doctor. Even if I have a hidden illness, I won't tell you. Come on, let me get well."

The big hands grasped the big man's shoulders, pulled him to the corner, and took off his coat.
in the venue.

Zhang Ze squatted beside A'li, who had turned back into her original form, and coaxed this stupid dragon whose show had been stolen.

"Don't be angry, I promise to play with you tomorrow, no matter who the opponent is."

"Really?"

"Really, we'll make a promise and stick to it for a hundred years."

After coaxing A Li and carrying it on his shoulder, Zhang Ze was about to leave when he felt his little walnut vibrate.

Taking out the small walnut, he saw that it was a message from his junior sister.

"Brother, come back soon. My mother wants to talk to you again about something related to the Hundred Demon Sect."

"Also, also, give me your own appearance too!"

　When enlightenment comes, I see the ancient rivers and seas, and walk through the cliffs to visit the mysterious gate. I occasionally write about the human world to the Tao, with a flute, a sword, and Kunlun.

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