Sword Venerable Ling Tian

This time, everyone looked towards the direction of Yun City, and with Ling Tian's eyesight, he immediately recognized the person who came.    

Cheng Feiyu!    

The only son of the Great General Zhuang Wu, one of the most popular prodigies among the young generation in the Yun State army that was suppressed by Ling Tian in Ling Nan!    

Different from the Qingtian Sect's team, the Clan Martial Cultivator that Cheng Feiyu was leading, dressed in light armor, was exceptionally ferocious. As they rushed past, their speed was extremely fast, and there were many collisions along the way, but most of them were loudly berating or whipping out.    

Similarly, after Cheng Feiyu left the Mount, there were other ships similar to the Qingtian Sect, that came to receive him. However, the decorations were extremely crude, somewhat similar to battleships.    

"This bunch of pretentious dog second generations, all of them knew that the Jade Head was coming today, and all of them came over!"    

Qin Shaoyang smashed his hands together, and watched the tall and big pleasure boat ship slowly sail into the distance, feeling depressed in his heart.    

One could travel elegantly on a large ship, but he could only travel on a small boat that was like a willow leaf.    

"Hehe, Jade Head's reputation is great. This time, both the young masters of the Sect and the military families have come.    

The few boatmen began to discuss among themselves. Although this kind of scene was rarely seen, it would still happen a few times a year.    

And every time, the Sect, Venerable Class and Marquis Yun's Mansion, these three forces, were like a convention, never absent.    

It was just that, every time, the disciples of the younger generation would be different.    

Ling Tian pursed his lips and did not say a word. However, his ears were trembling, and his eyebrows were raised.    

Qin Shaoyang also did not move. He wanted to see whether that big cousin of his, would come to this Yun He Country today.    

As expected, half a cup of tea's worth of time had passed and various Martial Cultivator s of various sizes and families had come one after another, but in the end, the earth once again trembled.    

This time, the commotion caused by and the Qingtian Sect were even louder!    

Even the gentle surface of the river began to ripple.    

The zither song on the cloud river also stopped in an instant.    

Between the heavens and the earth, only the rumbling sounds of horses' hooves could be heard, gradually resounding through the night.    

Everyone looked in the direction of the Yunzhou City, only to see a dragon-like convoy of carriages rolling towards them with bright and resplendent lights. They arrived above the river bank like a whirlwind.    

Ling Tian's pupils contracted. In his line of sight, Yun Yang, dressed in white, with a pure white cape and a white gold crown, jumped down from his Snow White War Horse. Leading a certain kind of young master and young miss from the Marquis Yun's Mansion, he elegantly and slowly walked towards the Marquis Yun's Mansion ship that was docked over.    

Prince Charming was nothing more than this.    

Countless girls were screaming in shock and became infatuated with her.    

The towered boat this time around was even more different from the multi-colored extravagance of the Qingtian Sect's pleasure boat from before, and it was also different from the overbearing arrogance of Cheng Feiyu's boat.    

Instead, it was similar to the buildings of the Marquis Yun's Mansion. The white ground was embedded with a faint golden color, magnificent yet dignified.    

"Oh, isn't that our cousin Qin Shaoyang and that whatever sect's Merit Ranking Chief? With just this poor soul, he still has the face to come and visit Yun He. He's really not afraid of laughing to death!"    

"Humph, that's right, don't look at them, otherwise if they get close and sneak into us, they will lose the name of the Marquis Yun's Mansion!"    

The group of young masters and mistresses of the Marquis Yun's Mansion all naturally saw the distant Ling Tian and Qin Shaoyang, but they were all looking down on them with contempt and did not want to pay any attention to them.    

Yun Yang who was traveling with the wind suddenly turned to look, but just swept a glance over Ling Tian's body, and disappeared within the ship.    

That gaze, made Ling Tian's heart feel as though it was being pierced by a sharp sword.    

Indifferent, disdainful, as if he was looking at an ant, without a shred of emotion.    

Ling Tian had felt this kind of gaze before, and it made him extremely uncomfortable.    

"Pui!" "Selling flak, your father will not even bother to board your crappy boat. It's so big, and we can't even get close, you fool!"    

Qin Shaoyang spat at the boat of the Marquis Yun's Mansion, and pointed at the old man who had just spoke: "Old man, I see that your boat is considered big in here, it's yours! If you find a good place for Young Master to stop, it will definitely include your Spirit Coin! "    

"Hehe, alright, just wait and see!"    

The old man was overjoyed, and supported Ling Tian and Qin Shaoyang up his little pleasure boat. With the Yuan Qi in his hands, he slowly walked towards the center of Yun He.    

Seeing that, Ling Tian was also surprised.    

He secretly thought that the boatmen of the Yun State were all comparable to the late stage of the Pi Quan, something Zhen'er could not compare to.    

This pleasure boat was actually not small. On the deck in front of him, there were Desk s. On both sides of the deck, there were two of them sitting on a wide back, surrounded by lanterns.    

"Young master, you look extraordinary. You must be a genius from your place. This time, would you like to compete with the proud sons of Yun State in poetry?"    

the boatman asked as he steered the boat.    

"Why, do we have to compete with Shi Shi every single time?" Ling Tian asked.    

"Of course, they said it was a Moon-Viewing Assembly to celebrate the New Moon Festival, but every time, they would compete with each other. In any case, it's not like they can control it."    

The old man spoke with confidence and confidence, he laughed: "Besides, Jade Head loves poetry the most, and never looks down on others based on one's background. As long as you write well and get her attention, you would be invited by her to join her, this is the dream of all the young masters here! After all, we can't beat them. However, we all feel that our talents are not bad, don't you think? "    

Ling Tian nodded his head, tacitly.    

What the old man said made sense. Maybe the geniuses of the three major powers could suppress everyone on the path of martial dao, but if they competed in poetry, it would have nothing to do with their talent in martial dao.    

Looking at the three gigantic ships in the distance, the corners of Ling Tian's mouth slowly curled up.    

If it was a poetry contest, it would be easy to settle.    

Like this, I'll use the five thousand years of culture from my past life to meet you all.    

"Brother Tian?" Qin Shaoyang also noticed the smile that appeared on Ling Tian's face and said: "This time, do we have to slap ourselves?"    

Ling Tian picked up the cup of hot tea that Qin Shaoyang had poured for him, and gently blew at it, listening to the heavenly music that suddenly rang out from afar, as he slowly spoke.    

"Of course, the reason we came to Yun State was to slap their faces!"