I was framed, but I suppressed the whole sect

In the hall, Fang Yun's refusal not only did not make Xuan Ji Sword Saint angry, but instead brought a smile to Xuan Ji Sword Saint's face.

"It's you, it must be you!"

"I want to ask you in person, what is wrong with my swordsmanship? Where is it weak?"

The one who came to Yundi City this time was none other than the master of Tianjian Peak of Diwu Palace, Xuanji Sword Saint.

Back then, Xinggong was not yet a holy place.

The senior brother of Xuanji Sword Saint met Fang Yun. Seeing that Fang Yun had a high talent for swordsmanship, he wanted to accept him as a disciple, but was rejected by Fang Yun.

Not only did Fang Yun refuse, he also said that Xuan Ji Sword Saint's swordsmanship was not strong enough.

Xuanji Sword Saint was extremely proud and his response was very simple. He asked the Sword Saint Changsheng that Xuanji won the battle.

Changsheng Sword Saint, who is known as the number one swordsman, also admitted that his swordsmanship is not as good as Xuanji.

That battle made Xuanji Sword Saint, Xuanji replaced Changjian Sword Saint and became the number one Sword Saint. The prestige of Emperor Wu Palace also rose to a higher level.

After returning to the cave, Fang Yun waved his sleeves and sat down.

Then, he instructed Ji Ruxue who was standing beside him: "By the way, Ruxue, make some tea to welcome the guests!"

"Boss, you are too polite. We are all family. There is no need to be so polite."

Qiao Feiyang, who was standing by, thought that the guest Fang Yun was talking about was himself, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

"I'm not talking about you!"

"But there's a cup for you."

Fang Yun looked at Qiao Feiyang and gave a rare explanation.

Qiao Feiyang couldn't help but look outside the cave.

"Boy, can you find me?"

At this moment, a figure ignored the formation of the cave and appeared opposite Fang Yun. His eyes fell on Fang Yun, his face full of shock and curiosity.

The person who came was none other than the master of Tianjian Peak, Xuanji Sword Saint.

"Fang Yun, nice to meet you, Senior."

Fang Yun bowed slightly to the Xuanji Sword Saint as a salute.

Xuanji Sword Saint was not angry. After all, it was not the first time he was rejected. At this moment, Xuanji Sword Saint had already guessed Fang Yun's identity.

He said aloud: "Boy, is it so unfair to be my disciple?"

"It is not a good thing for you to refuse to be my disciple now. You are too weak now."

"The Holy Land can kill you."

Xuanji Sword Saint narrowed his eyes, looked at Fang Yun, and spoke slowly.

"Sir, have some tea!"

"Mr. Qiao, have some tea."

"Senior, please!"

Ji Ruxue brought the tea, but gave it to Fang Yun first, then to Qiao Feiyang, and finally it was the turn of Xuanji Sword Saint, which made Xuanji Sword Saint a little unhappy.

Forget about Fang Yun, but what about Qiao Feiyang?

Am I not as good as Qiao Feiyang?

"Girl, do you know who this old man is?"

Xuanji Sword Saint looked at Ji Ruxue and asked.

"I didn't know that, I hope you will forgive me!"

Ji Ruxue really didn't know who Xuanji Sword Saint was. After all, Ji Ruxue was only in her twenties. How could she be qualified to meet someone like Xuanji Sword Saint?

"I am the master of Tianjian Peak of Diwu Palace, the Xuanji Sword Saint."

Xuanji Sword Saint introduced himself and his eyes fell on Fang Yun, wanting to tell Fang Yun, "You kid, take a good look at my reputation."

Xuanji Sword Saint just felt the sword intent in Ji Ruxue's body. In Xuanji Sword Saint's opinion, as a sword cultivator, how could she not know him?

If she knew that he was right in front of her, Ji Ruxue would be shocked and even kneel down to worship him.

"It turns out to be Senior Sword Saint. Senior, please have some tea!" However, Ji Ruxue was only slightly shocked and calmly stepped aside.

This made the old Xuanji Sword Saint embarrassed, and he looked at Qiao Feiyang who was eating heartily, "Boy, don't you know who I am?"

"Old man, are you talking about me? I remember it seems like this is the first time we met. I wonder what to call you, old man?"

Qiao Feiyang stood up with some doubt, first bowed respectfully to Xuanji Sword Saint, then asked.

After these words were spoken, Xuanji Sword Saint almost couldn't hold back his anger.

At this moment, there were still a few sesame seeds on the corners of Qiao Feiyang's mouth. It was obvious that this kid didn't listen to him at all just now. He was not as good as the food in front of him.

"I'm the Xuanji Sword Saint." Xuanji Sword Saint's face turned a little dark, and he said with great dissatisfaction.

"I'm sorry, senior. I haven't heard of your fame. Are you famous?"

"Why have I never heard of it?" Qiao Feiyang asked Xuan Ji Sword Saint with a puzzled look on his face.

"I..." Xuanji Sword Saint didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Xuanji Sword Saint knew that Qiao Feiyang really didn't know him and was not lying. This made Xuanji Sword Saint involuntarily doubt whether he had been in seclusion for too long.

"Keep eating yours."

Seeing that Xuanji Sword Saint was getting a little exhausted, Fang Yun asked Qiao Feiyang to sit down.

Qiao Feiyang also sat down obediently and continued his eating career, ignoring the Mysterious Sword Saint again.

"Boy, let's talk about you."

"What exactly happened to you in the Star Palace?" Xuanji Sword Saint looked at Fang Yun and asked in order to divert the embarrassment.

"Senior, the past is like smoke, let it go."

Fang Yun did not hide his identity, but was honest.

Seeing that Fang Yun refused to speak, Xuanji Sword Saint did not dare to ask.

"Boy, you are indeed a genius in swordsmanship. How did you, with your limited skills back then, see that there was something wrong with my swordsmanship?"

"I don't remember using a sword in front of you."

Xuanji Sword Saint got serious when talking about business.

Xuanji Sword Saint's eyes were fixed on Fang Yun. Xuanji Sword Saint came to Fang Yun this time just to get the answer.

"Back then, I saw the poem left by you."

“No one helps me to reach the sky, I draw my sword and fly into the clouds; I look behind me at the proud bones of the heavens, and look back at the sword immortals in the world.”

"In this poem, I feel the sword intention of my predecessors."

Fang Yunduan picked up the tea, took a sip, and said lightly.

“Hmph, how old were you back then? You had some understanding of the way of the sword, but you dared to question my way of the sword.” Sword Saint Xuan Ji said angrily.

"Senior, the Tao knows no age."

"Seniors, you cannot think that your understanding of the way of the sword is inferior to yours just because you have not lived as long as them."

"Of course, I am not a swordsmanship genius."

"Senior, you came to me because there was a problem with your swordsmanship, right?"

Xuanji Sword Saint was angry, but there was no change on Fang Yun's face, as if he didn't see or hear anything.

He even snatched one of Qiao Feiyang's spiritual fruit.

Under the cold gaze of Xuanji Sword Saint, the juice splashed everywhere.

"If you don't have any questions, then I won't send you off."

Fang Yun pointed outside the door.

Hearing this, Xuanji Sword Saint's face looked a little ugly, but thinking of his own situation, he did not care about the presence of Qiao Feiyang and Ji Ruxue, and said: "Is there really a problem with my swordsmanship?"

"I came here today to ask you for advice."

However, when he spoke, Xuanji Sword Saint had a somewhat defiant tone. At the same time, he used his finger as a sword and lightly drew it in front of him. A sword that was purely condensed by sword intent appeared out of thin air.

"Little girl, bring me a piece of paper!"

Xuanji Sword Saint then turned his head to look at Ji Ruxue and gave instructions. Ji Ruxue quickly took out a piece of paper, and the sword formed by sword intent fell on the paper.

"Little girl, I see that you have also comprehended the sword's meaning and have some talent in swordsmanship. How about my sword?"

Xuanji Sword Saint was somewhat dissatisfied with being ignored by Ji Ruxue. He looked at Ji Ruxue and wanted to let Ji Ruxue see his sword.

"Senior's sword is pretty good!"

However, Ji Ruxue's answer made Xuanji Sword Saint stunned on the spot, and he was unable to react for a while.

A Jindan actually said that his sword was just okay.

Xuanji Sword Saint thought that he had heard wrongly.

However, before Xuanji Sword Saint could speak, Ji Ruxue said, "Senior's sword does have a problem, but my understanding of swordsmanship is limited, so I can't tell where the problem is."

Hearing this, Sword Saint Xuanji's face turned completely dark.

Fang Yun said that there was something wrong with his swordsmanship, and Xuanji Sword Saint admitted it. After all, Fang Yun was known as the Star Palace Sword Immortal and had extremely high attainments in swordsmanship. But how old was Ji Ruxue in front of him? Was she worthy of him?

However, before Xuanji Sword Saint could speak, Ji Ruxue continued, "Senior, what do you think of this sword?"

Ji Ruxue took a deep breath, the sword flashed, and she pulled out the sword and slashed it on the stone wall of the cave.

Xuanji Sword Saint took a glance and wanted to make a few sarcastic remarks.

But after opening his mouth, he froze.

I even mistakenly thought that my eyes were blurry and couldn't help wiping my eyes.

After confirming that he was not hallucinating, Xuan Ji Sword Saint flashed to the front of the stone wall, staring at it with wide eyes without moving.

The whole person was in a complete daze.

Three hours later, Ji Ruxue looked at the still dazed Xuanji Sword Saint, and looked at Fang Yun worriedly, "Sir, is he okay?"

"Don't worry, you won't die."

"It's easier for him."

Fang Yun glanced at Xuanji Sword Saint and said nonchalantly.

Xuanji Sword Saint's attainments are indeed extremely high, but Ji Ruxue now has obtained the inheritance of Daluo Sword Immortal and the guidance of Fang Yun.

In terms of the level of swordsmanship alone, Xuanji Sword Saint is indeed far behind.

"Old man, you're blocking the way. Please move aside. We need to eat."

"You're so stupid, staring at the stone wall in a daze, do you think it's fun?" Qiao Feiyang pushed Xuanji Sword Saint, extremely dissatisfied.