Chapter 470 Ming Ji and Jiang Wen
When Mingji was very young, Nanqi was invaded by aliens. As the four major families in Nanqi, the Mingwang family naturally tried their best to help. Her father and mother died in that battle, and her sister was also hit by the alien's magical power. From then on, she could only maintain the body of her childhood.
The support of the family was gone, and among the Mingwang clan, only an old man and three children were left in their direct royal family. Mingji's brother is a mediocre person who is born with little potential. The clan once tilted resources towards him, but in the end it was difficult for him to even gain access to the Life Fire.
The elders of the clan were extremely disappointed with Mingji's brother and planned to choose another successor in the clan. They even planned to transfer the descendants of another branch line to Mingji's lineage in order to compete for the position of the leader of the Mingwang clan in the future.
The brother eventually committed suicide because he could not accept his mediocrity, leaving behind Mingji, her sister and her elderly grandfather.
After losing their backbone, their status in the Ming royal family plummeted. Grandpa slowly raised Mingji and her sister by doing hard work.
It wasn't until Mingji was three years old that she showed amazing talent in swordsmanship. It was also from that time that the elders of the Ming Royal Clan learned that there was a child in the clan who was born with a sword bone. Resources and power are all flowing towards Mingji like a tide.
In this ensuing big wave, the young Mingji was used to the struggle for power in the world. Her temperament became colder and colder, and her swordsmanship improved rapidly.
Many young men in the clan who claimed to be talented were unable to catch Mingji's sword.
Mingji understood it from the moment she was recognized by the clan elders. Only if you are strong enough can you protect your grandfather and sister.
After arriving at Shennong Mountain, Mingji met a man. That person was very strange, but it made her feel very familiar. It was like a throbbing in the blood, as if they were of the same bloodline thousands of years ago.
"...from the Wen family." Ming Ji replied calmly.
Jiang Wen saw Ming Ji leaving alone and patted the palm of his hand gently. Then he followed her and headed towards Jiangwu Mountain.
"It's okay." Mingji nodded expressionlessly. She touched the top of her head and stood up with her sword in hand. Then he walked slowly towards Jiangwu Mountain, paying no attention to Jiang Wen behind him. It's just that her heart is constantly changing, and she can't tell what she is thinking about now.
"A lineage of the Wen family?" Jiang Wen heard this and felt that things in this world were too coincidental. After all, he was once a member of the Wen family of the Ming royal family, and the elders of the clan wanted him to be the clan leader. It was a pity that Jiang Wen refused. From then on, the Ming royal family would send people to Tianyuan City to pay tribute to him every year.
She came here, to Shennong Mountain. I came to this martial arts conference just for my sister. Ming Ji heard someone say that the King of Heaven has a way to cure her sister's injuries so that her sister can no longer live like a child. She wants to be the leader of the martial arts conference and get a promise from the King of Heaven. She wants her sister to grow up normally and live happily in the world.
"Which lineage of the Ming royal family are you from?"
"Sorry, I was a little abrupt just now." Jiang Wen said apologetically.
"I also know the elders of the Wen family, but I don't know if they are still there." Jiang Wen said with a smile. "I just saw that you are very good with the sword, but it's a pity that you don't have enough magic power. Is it because the clan doesn't have any good skills for you to practice?"
"I really didn't mean it just now." Jiang Wen defended.
"Well... I'm not very suitable for the clan's martial arts." Ming Ji replied.
Ming Ji once thought that this was just her illusion, but when that person's hand touched her forehead, she felt the warmth of her parents around her. This made her a little distracted and a little stunned.
"Ok, I know."
I never expected that I would still meet descendants of the same lineage when I came back. Seriously, it is a coincidence in this world that always catches people off guard.
"If you don't have Xuan Gong, your talent will be wasted. I have a technique here, why don't you try it?" Jiang Wenxiao said, he really wanted to pass on some of the techniques he had to Mingji.
"...Is it okay?" Ming Ji asked in a low voice.
"Of course you can. When this martial arts conference is over, you will come to find me. Don't worry that I am lying to you. The sword intention in your body can naturally detect the truth and falsehood." After Jiang Wen finished speaking, Ming Ji Nod. She knew that what this man said was true, and the sword intent in her body did not exude hostility towards this man. "My name is too empty, so you can call me Jiang Taixu. I know your elders and am considered your elder. You might as well call me Uncle Jiang."
"Uncle Jiang." Mingji listened to Jiang Wen's words and called after a moment of silence.
Jiang Wen, who was called Uncle Jiang this time, was very happy and started to give Ming Ji some advice.
Although Ming Ji is a master of swordsmanship, she has already reached the pinnacle. But there are endless swordsmanship in the world, and there is always one mountain higher than the other. Jiang Wen had been in the Taoist palace for a long time and experienced fierce battles. What she felt and understood was beyond what Ming Ji could compare with. Even in matters of swordsmanship, he could teach her.
The two walked and talked. Ming Ji felt that she had gained a lot after being pointed out by Jiang Wen.
When she reached the foot of Jiangwu Mountain, she took a deep breath. He bowed seriously to Jiang Wen: "Thank you, Uncle Jiang, for your guidance."
"It doesn't matter, I just like smart kids like you." Jiang Wen said with a smile. He looked up at the 10,000-foot-tall Jiangwu Mountain, pointed to the top of the mountain and said. "When we get to the mountain, you and I have no seniority. There will be a battle when the time comes, so don't show mercy."
"Of course I won't." Mingji replied solemnly.
"Haha, okay!" Jiang Wen smiled and took the lead in climbing towards the top of the mountain.
It is said that although Mount Wu is high, its peak is ten thousand feet long and stretches endlessly. But for Jiang Wen, it was nothing more. The strong wind in the mountains felt like a warm spring breeze in his ears. There was also a severe winter, and Jiang Wen was indifferent.
The wind blew and the rain blew, and the snow blew and the rocks fell. Even though he went through all kinds of things on the way to the mountain, Jiang Wen still felt like walking on flat ground.
He reached the top without getting wet. He looked calm and looked at the huge podium with a smile.
This table is big enough, comparable to the Tianhuo Palace in Chunyang Cave Mansion.
There are chess engravings on it, which is the chess game invented by Jiang Wen. I don’t know who placed the chess piece on this huge podium.
Those chess pieces were all occupied by people, thirty-two people in total. Those who failed to stand on the chess board were all in a state of disarray, falling into the pavilions and looking at the martial arts platform with ugly expressions.
Seeing that these people were the losers in winning the chess piece, many people were knocked off the chess pieces.
On this podium, only the strong can occupy the chess pieces. And that general must be the strongest among the strongest to take possession of it for himself.
Jiang Wen even discovered several powerful men in the Dao Palace realm among this group of people.
Although the martial arts conference does not stipulate a certain level to participate in, most Dao Palace practitioners will not participate in this conference. After all, at their level, the King's promise is of little use. On the contrary, his trump card is exposed, and that is the real disadvantage. It would be even more humiliating if he were defeated by a talent from the Life Fire Realm. Under these circumstances, there are far fewer Taoist realms participating in martial arts conferences.
But it is not without the participation of Dao Palace monks. Many Dao Palace monks from small sects also want the promise of the Heavenly King and the treasures they can get after winning the championship.
Just as Jiang Wen was thinking, he felt a sharp sword energy coming towards him. I saw the expression of the monk occupying the rook-zi chess piece change, and he turned around and flew towards the ground.
Behind her, Ming Ji jumped onto the chess piece with a sword in hand, looking at the people on the podium expressionlessly.
The atmosphere was tense at this moment.
(End of this chapter)
