The four disciples responsible for guarding the mountain gate were very nervous at this moment.

Such sword intent has never been seen in the head of my own family. Who is this young man in front of me?! He has such a mighty and invincible sword intent.

Of course, the four of them admired and feared Yang Qingyuan's martial arts and swordsmanship, but the power of the Bashan Sword Sect should not be violated lightly.

The four disciples guarding the mountain have secretly decided in their hearts that if Yang Qingyuan really wants to break through, they will fight the enemy with their swords even if they risk their lives! The pride of the Bashan Sword Sect must not be broken!

Just when the four of them decided to draw their swords.

A gentle voice came from the mountainside.

"Young Master Yang, you are true to your word and have come to keep your appointment. I'm sorry that I'm a long way from greeting you, but please come up to the mountain and have a chat with me."

Hearing this voice, the four disciples breathed a sigh of relief, and the master came forward.

Although they are willing to use their swords for the dignity of the Bashan Sword Sect, it is naturally better to be alive!

"Young Master Yang! Please!"

Taking the reins from the hands of Yang Qingyuan and the other three, the leader cupped his fists and saluted!

Yang Qingyuan nodded slightly and walked towards the mountain.

The three of them walked up the mountain road, and saw an old man in a green robe making tea in a pavilion halfway up the mountain. A refreshing fragrance of tea filled the air.

Zhou Zhiruo and Lin Xuemin didn't know who he was, but Yang Qingyuan knew from the endless sword intent in his body that the person in front of him was the contemporary Gu Taoist of the Bashan Sword Sect.

Although he is called Taoist Gu, the old man has no Taoist appearance at all. Instead, he looks more like a hermit.

Walking into the pavilion halfway up the mountain, Yang Qingyuan sat directly opposite Gu Daoren.

"Young Master Yang is so blessed! This is the Mengding Nectar that I treasure, and I am reluctant to give it to others to drink."

While he was talking, the water had already boiled.

Taoist Gu poured another spoonful of river water into it.

"Tea from Mengding Mountain is water from the heart of the Yangtze River. This Mengding nectar must be boiled three times with water from the heart of the Yangtze River. Only then can the fragrance of Mengding nectar be brought out to the extreme! It is true that famous water and famous tea complement each other."

Yang Qingyuan nodded in understanding.

He discovered that as people get older, they like these fascinating things.

Taoist Mu is like this, Taoist Gu is also like this, after looking at it

Although Yang Qingyuan is a scholar, he is also a layman.

He can't drink good wine, and he can't taste good tea.

In his eyes, no matter how good the wine or tea is, they are not as delicious as the delicacies of Qingwuyuan.

But now that he is a guest here, Yang Qingyuan still behaves in a way that I like very much. The host still has to give him face!

Gu Daoren poured three cups of tea, one of which was handed to Yang Qingyuan. With the remaining two cups, he flicked his sleeves, and a soft stream of true energy held the two cups of tea and sent them to Zhou Zhiruo and Lin Xuemin's hands.

"You two should also try this fragrant tea!"

The power of manipulating the true energy of the Dongxuan Realm is indeed not comparable to that of the general Yuanhua Realm. If you need to use your own true power to activate the vitality of the world, anything that does not have absolute control power will not be able to operate satisfactorily.

"Emei Zhou Zhiruo has met Senior Gu!"

Gu Daoren nodded slightly to indicate that Emei and Bashan were both in Sichuan. Although their relationship was not close, the basic etiquette was still there.

And Lin Xuemin can't be considered a celebrity now, she just performed a simple lady's ceremony.

Although Zhou Zhiruo's identity and background are unusual, she was just a fisherman's girl in her childhood. After moving to Emei, she had little contact with such things. Therefore, although she tasted tea elegantly, she was essentially the same as Yang Qingyuan and did not understand the subtleties.

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Lin Xuemin, who was born into a wealthy family, dabbled in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, flowers and tea.

After tasting the cup of fragrant tea, Lin Xuemin smiled sweetly.

Seeing this, Gu Daoren thought that she was impressed by his tea, so he smiled and said, "Girl, how do you like this tea?!"

Lin Xuemin held the tea cup and nodded, "This tea is the top-quality Mengding nectar, which is really fragrant. The water from the heart of the Yangtze River complements this tea..."

Gu Daoren nodded with satisfaction.

"only……"

"Just what?!" Gu Daoren asked.

"It's just that the method of making tea seems to be a little inferior compared to the tea and water..."

After saying that, Lin Xuemin obediently hid behind Yang Qingyuan.

Yang Qingyuan smiled bitterly in his heart, this girl is here to stir up trouble! What nonsense are you telling the truth!?

Gu Daoren's face looked slightly worried.

You can say that his swordsmanship is average, but you can never say that he is not good at making tea.

His swordsmanship is generally extraordinary, and the world can judge for itself.

But his tea was indeed not brewed well, so he could only fool an arty person like Yang Qingyuan.

Once you meet someone as knowledgeable as Lin Xuemin, your true colors will be revealed immediately!

"Young and ignorant! Young and ignorant!"

Yang Qingyuan could only apologize. With Lin Xuemin's cleverness, he suspected that this girl was just trying to provoke him into a fight with Gu Daoren. She was a scheming girl!

But the battle between him and Gu Daoren has long been inevitable.

"Young Master Yang, you've finished your tea now! It's time to talk about business!"

"At this?!"

Gu Daoren said, "It's better to go to the sword washing platform of my Bashan Sword Sect!"

Lifting up the green willow beside him, Taoist Gu swept towards the mountain.

Yang Qingyuan said to Zhou Zhiruo and Lin Xuemin, "Let's go!"

After saying that, Yang Qingyuan led the two of them and followed Gu Daoren.

The three of them followed Dao Ren Gu to the sword washing platform of the Bashan Sword Sect.

The Sword Washing Platform is the place where Bashan Sword Sect disciples are taught swordsmanship and compete in martial arts. All Bashan Sword Sect disciples are taught swords here.

The Bashan disciples who have returned from traveling also need to come to the sword-washing pool of the sword-washing platform to drink the water from the night rain autumn pool and wash away the chaos and bloody grievances on their swords.

"Liu Yinsong is a traitor to our sect. Master Yang killed him because of the court's law. Originally, Gu had no reason to take action for him, but Master Yang is still a member of Wuzhong after all. A member of Wuzhong defeated my Bashan Sword Sect.

The Willow Sword in the Return Wind has cleared the door for our Bashan Sword Sect. If you tell anyone about it, it will really damage the reputation of our Bashan Sword Sect!"

Wudang is Wudang, and Zhang Sanfeng is Zhang Sanfeng. This point still needs to be distinguished.

If Zhang Sanfeng breaks the Hui Feng Wu Liu Sword, everyone will think that the Hui Feng Wu Liu Sword is indeed magical and worthy of the True Martial Arts Dao Master himself. However, if the rest of the martial arts break the Hui Feng Wu Liu Sword, people will be suspicious of Hui Feng.

Is Wuliu Sword worthy of its name?

Gu Daoren landed on the east side of the sword-washing platform, "Gu, as the head of the Bashan Sword Sect, should rectify the name of our sect's Hui Feng Wu Liu Jian!"

"Young Master Yang! Please!"

What Gu Daoren was facing at this moment was not Yang Xueshi and Yang Shaoqing from the imperial court, but Yang Qingyuan from the Wudang Sect.

Like a startling silhouette, Yang Qingyuan also landed lightly on the sword washing platform and stood opposite him.

Gu Daoren raised his sword, Green Willow, and slowly drew it out. The cold sword energy was approaching, and the flashing sword light was green.

"The sword is named Green Willow. It is three feet four inches long and weighs five pounds and nine taels. It is made of ten thousand years of green gold. It is light and elegant, with both strength and softness. It is the sword worn by all the masters of my Bashan Sword Sect."

Yang Qingyuan nodded, it was indeed a good sword.

In fact, if there is a life and death fight, Yang Qingyuan can even seize the sword from Gu Daoren, and the effect of Green Willow on Gu Daoren is even greater than that of an arm.

If Green Willow is lost, Gu Daoren's combat power will be reduced by more than 30%.

In the past, the sword demon Dugu Qiufeng once said: There are five realms of swords: sharp sword, soft sword, heavy sword, wooden sword, and no sword.

Although this is one of the peaks in kendo, it is not the only one.

Gu Daoren's swordsmanship is to specialize in one sword, Dancing Willows in the Return Wind!

"Where's your sword?!"

Yang Qingyuan's sword was originally a green sword obtained from Zhending County, Pingshan County.

This is the sword worn by General Ji Han and Longyin Saint General Zhao Xiang. Although this sword is extremely sharp and can cut iron like clay, it is not consistent with Yang Qingyuan's nature.

During the battle with Anyunshan, Yang Qingyuan forcibly used Sword Twenty-Three.

The Qingzhi Sword couldn't withstand the supreme sword power of Jian Twenty-san and broke apart, leaving it behind in Dali Temple.

And after Yang Qingyuan understood the ntr swordsmanship - Ten Thousand Swords Chaozong, there was absolutely no shortage of swords.

Generally speaking, enemies are not worthy of Yang Qingyuan's sword, but when Yang Qingyuan needs to use his sword, he can just grab it.

Therefore, Yang Qingyuan has never been looking for a sword. When his martial arts has reached his level, ordinary sharp swords are of little use.

And true magic weapons are rare in the world, so Yang Qingyuan simply stopped wearing his sword for the time being.
To be continued...