Li Muran knew that Liu Chenfeng was just polite, but in fact he was not qualified to give them guidance.

However, although the sword competition was only held within Tianjian Valley, it was also a rare event. Li Muran did not want to miss this opportunity to broaden his horizons.

"Okay, I'll go and take a look at it," Li Muran agreed.

These days, the atmosphere in Tianjian Valley has become even more tense. Especially those casual sword cultivators, each of whom is trying to seize the last time to perfect the sword techniques they have comprehended in order to make their mark at the sword contest and be appreciated by the old man Tianjian.

If you perform well, you can not only stay in the Tianjian Valley, but you may even be accepted as a disciple by the Tianjian Old Man; if you perform too poorly, you may be invited to leave outside the Tianjian Valley.

Li Muran was out of the matter, and he still made talismans as usual and comprehended the mirror light path pattern.

Half a month later, the swordsmanship conference was held as scheduled.

A flat and open place was drawn in the center of Tianjian Valley, which was the place for the sword contest. There was no magnificent venue, nor a grand and lively ceremony. It was just a tall stone platform built here with two seats on it.

One of the main seats was obviously left for the old man Tianjian; another position next to the main seats was left for Li Muran.

As for disciples such as Liu Chenfeng, they did not have their seats.

Faced with this arrangement, Li Muran was not polite and sat on the platform carelessly.

Everyone didn't wait long here, and suddenly a sword light broke through the void in the air and appeared. The sword light subsided and turned into a thrilling and thin old man, who was the sword shadow clone of the old man Tianjian.

Everyone immediately worshiped respectfully, and Li Muran also bowed and called "Senior Brother Tianjian".

The old man Tianjian waved his hand to everyone, signaling that everyone didn’t have to be polite, and then said to Li Muran: “You must be polite, junior brother, are you okay in the valley these years?”

Li Muran smiled slightly: "With the care of Chen Feng and other nephews, my life in the valley is very pleasant."

"Very good" Old Man Tianjian pointed out with satisfaction, and then signaled Li Muran to sit down too.

Some monks who still had doubts about Li Muran's identity saw with their own eyes that the old man Tianjian called Li Muran the junior brother and were very polite to him, so they completely gave up.

An old man with extremely high cultivation level in Tianjian and a person with poor cultivation level in his mind were sitting on the high platform. Looking at a group of sword cultivators with great cultivation level, this situation was quite funny, but no one present dared to make fun of it.

Li Muran and the old man Tianjian were high above. Below them, the twelve personal disciples of the old man Tianjian were standing in two rows, standing neatly. In the distance, there were a group of casual sword cultivators surrounding nearby.

Ling Yu is also one of the twelve disciples of the Tianjian Old Man and the least experienced disciple. However, when he met the old man, he already had a master - the leader of the Weidao Sect. Therefore, he did not formally worship the Tianjian Old Man as his master, but he just recognized him as his adoptive father. But in fact, he was also a disciple of the Tianjian Old Man. The Tianjian Old Man treats him just like other disciples.

Although Lingyu's master, the leader of the Weidao Sect, was dead, Lingyu still felt grateful for his master's grace and still called the old man Tianjian the adoptive father, not the master, and the old man Tianjian did not force him.

"A guy like this can even be on par with my master." A young man with a square face beside Ling Yu muttered in a low voice with an unhappy look. The target he targeted was obviously Li Muran. No wonder, the old master Tianjian, who has a profound cultivation and righteous spirit, was highly respected by all sword cultivators. Li Muran is only half a cultivator in the Yuanshen stage, with low cultivation and shallow qualifications, and his achievements in swordsmanship are even more unsatisfactory. What kind of virtue can he be called brothers and brothers with Tianjian, and is on the high platform.

At this time, the sword cultivators in the Tianjian Valley were afraid that most of them would not be convinced by Li Muran, but due to this, the arrangement and instructions of the old man Nai Jian, he did not dare to speak out.

The old man Tianjian looked around everyone, then said aloud: "Okay, we don't need any red tape. Let's start the swordsman. According to convention, start with the monk who entered the valley with the shortest time."

"Yes," everyone agreed in unison.

Liu Chenfeng then said loudly: "Fellow Taoist Bu Tianmingbu, please start first."

"It's my junior year who is ugly." A middle-aged sword cultivator flashed and turned into a sword light and soared into the sky. He actually went straight into the sky and disappeared.

Li Muran was slightly stunned. After a moment, a sword light suddenly fell from the sky and pierced the hollows in the valley.

With a loud "boom", the sword light pierced a hole seven or eight feet deep by the sword light. The stone chips here were also cut into powder by the sword light.

"What a strong sword" Li Muran praised in his heart.

The figure of the middle-aged sword cultivator also appeared immediately. He put away his sword and bowed to the old man Tianjian: "This is a flying sword that the younger generation has learned. Please correct me."

The old man Tianjian did not answer, but asked Li Muran with a smile: "Junior brother, what do you think of this sword move?"

Li Muran replied: "This sword move takes advantage of the flying sky and falls rapidly from the sky to merge into the sword light. It is powerful and powerful, and it is quite brilliant. But..."

Seeing that Li Muran was hesitant, the old man Tianjian said, "Junior brother, it's okay."

Li Muran continued: "But my junior brother thinks that the sword moves are more natural, but they are very useful in actual combat. Because when you rush to the sky, your opponent has already escaped, so you will not be stunned in the original place and wait for you to cut this sword. And even if you suddenly launch a sneak attack and the sword light descends from the sky, it will give the opponent enough time to dodge, and it will be difficult to hit the opponent."

"Your sword is right" Old Man Tianjian smiled slightly, and he turned to the middle-aged sword cultivator and said, "Your sword moves are powerful, but they do not have the power of space sealing. The opponent can calmly dodge with magical powers such as teleportation. If you can seal a small piece of space under the sword light under one sword, the effect will be very different. However, if you want to incorporate the power of space sealing into the sword light, it is not easy for me to give you a few sword techniques, which may be of some help to you."

After saying that, the old man Tianjian's lips moved slightly and sent a few words to the middle-aged man.

The latter nodded repeatedly, focused and did not dare to miss a word.

A moment later, the old man Tianjian finished sending the message, and he said, "Go back, when your flying sword can seal the space and make your opponent have nowhere to hide, come to Tianjian Valley again."

"Yes, thank you for your advice." The middle-aged sword cultivator bowed to the old man Tianjian repeatedly, then said goodbye and flew out of the Tianjian Valley.

For him, it was somewhat regrettable that he could not stay in the Tianjian Valley, but he also received guidance from the old man Tianjian and benefited a lot.

After the middle-aged sword cultivator left, Liu Chenfeng called out another person's name, and the latter immediately flew into the nearby mid-air to show the sword techniques he had practiced.

These sword cultivators demonstrated their sword skills one by one. Whether they are skillful or not, the old man Tianjian will give some advice in a few words.

With the cultivation and attainments of the old man Tianjian, every word he said was enough to hit the nail on the head, pointing out the biggest shortcomings of each person's sword skills, which is undoubtedly a huge help to these sword cultivators.

Moreover, when encountering some sword cultivators with good potential, the old man Tianjian will ask them to continue to stay in Tianjian Valley to practice swords; if they have slightly poor potential, they will give some advice or teach a few sword techniques to let them leave Tianjian Valley temporarily.

At the same time, he also gave the monks Ligu some hope. As long as they understand more sophisticated sword techniques in the future, they also have the opportunity to return to Tianjian Valley and become disciples of the old man Tianjian.

Hundreds of casual sword cultivators showed sword skills in front of the old man Tianjian one by one. Some of them were sharp and domineering in their swords, and were famous for their power; some were light and elegant, and were good at speed. Some were good at dividing out tens of thousands of sword lights, and had a wide range of attacks; some were able to transform swords into escape, and the sword escape technique was clever.

Although they are both sword cultivators, their sword skills are ever-changing, and the magical powers displayed by these sword cultivators are also different. Overall, they have their own advantages.

After watching Li Muran in the past few days, he felt very eye-opening and admired swordsmanship more. He never thought that just one swordsmanship would have so many sword techniques, and there were some incredible mystery.

Although the old man Tianjian praised these sword cultivators with a friendly look, none of them could touch the old man Tianjian's desire to accept disciples.

Three days later, all the sword cultivators completed the sword competition one by one. Fewer than a hundred of them could continue to stay in the Tianjian Valley to practice, and none of them could be accepted by the Tianjian Old Man, which shows how high the requirements for the disciples were for the Tianjian Old Man.

After all the sword cultivators finished their sword contest, they reached the highlight of the sword contest - it was the twelve personal disciples of the old man Tianjian who showed the sword techniques they had comprehended one by one.

Among the twelve disciples, Ling Yu had the least qualifications, so he was the first to take action.

"Enjoyed father, uncle Li, my disciple is ugly." Ling Yu saluted the two people on the stage, and then slowly flew into the air.

Then, he opened his mouth and squirted, and a green light flashed, and he refined the Piaohong Sword in his hand.

After the Piaohong Sword was sacrificed, Lingyu suddenly turned into a ray of spiritual light and sank into the sword body. The Piaohong Sword suddenly shone green light, becoming translucent.

The Piaohong Sword slashed in the air, directly slashed through the void, and disappeared into the crack in the void. Under the influence of the power of space, the crack immediately repaired itself and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The figures of the Piaohong Sword and Ling Yu also disappeared here.

The next moment, somewhere above the Tianjian Valley dozens of miles away, Piaohong Jian and Lingyu's figures appeared in the flash of sword light.

"Treading the Void Sword Technique." Li Muran's heart moved. He had seen Ling Yu use this move.

Ling Yu immediately used the Sword Stepping Technique again, and the next moment he returned to the place where the sword contest was discussed.

The casual cultivators around "What a clever sword escape technique" cheered loudly and admired them very much. Although some sword cultivators had demonstrated their sword escape technique before, no one could be as skilled as Lingyu and move such a long distance.
Chapter completed!