Chapter 203: Master and discipleship (Part 1)

Nuwa's red shirt looked like a calm and calm person. Otherwise, after just saying a few words, Dongfang Yijian would not feel like Wentao with Kong Wenhao.

But when Wen Tao was arranging other things just now, he seemed a little anxious and very anxious.

When Wentao came in, before he could ask anything, Wentao was like him saluting, which made Nuwa's red shirt confused.

"Senior Brother?" Nuwa looked at Wen Tao in confusion.

"Let's sit down and talk." Wen Tao sat down with a smile, letting Nuwa sit down in red shirt.

"Do you know Henghou Jian, the head of Shushan Sword Sect, and Nuwa Henghou, his old man?" Wen Tao looked at the red shirt with a smile.

He mentioned Henghou Jian of Shushan Sword Sect, and a solemn expression appeared on his red shirt.

"Of course" Hongshan nodded. Wen Tao only said four words in his ear just now, Nuwa Henghou, so he came with Wen Tao.

"He told me a story." Wen Tao began to tell it slowly.

Because of Master Gu Han's special name, Wen Tao finally realized that the real name of the head of the Shushan Sword Sect wanted to accept himself as his disciple. At first, he only knew that he was Henghou Sword of the Shushan Sword Sect, but he didn't know the others. For Wen Tao at that time, Henghou Sword had no meaning.

Later, Henghou discovered that he wanted to overcome tribulation in the secular world, and in those years, he spent a lot of effort to save Wen Tao and help Wen Tao practice. Because he had no confidence to overcome the tribulation, Henghou Jian finally told Wen Tao a lot.

And there is a story among them. In the Shushan Sword Sect, Henghou Jian only has one disciple, which is Gu Han.

When Henghou Jian took Gu Han, he only told him that he was the second disciple. But no one knew who Henghou Jian’s eldest disciple was. At such a special time, Wen Tao listened to a story told by Henghou Jian.

Henghou Jian had just become a great success and had just inherited the head of the Shushan Sword Sect. In Shushan or the secular world, let alone the heads of the sects, the heads of the sects. Even an elder rarely enters the secular world, but Shushan Sword Sect is different, they emphasize entering the world.

What's more, Henghou Jian often went into and out of the secular world at that time. At that time, he was chasing a demon cultivator and specifically killed a cultivator who seized the Nascent Soul and practiced the demon path, and came to the secular world again. On the way back, he saw a thrilling scene in a remote mountain village.

There were several disciples from famous and upright sects who chased a Westerner, who was a blood clan. At that time, Henghou Jian just said that it was the first time Wen Tao heard of the blood clan, but he didn't ask much at that time, so he still didn't understand the blood clan later.

The blood clan was chased to a small mountain village because the disciples were of average power, but they had flying swords and were crowded with power.

So he teased the blood clan, but the blood clan was quite fierce. In the end, the disciples with the highest cultivation level were only at the beginning of the Nascent Soul stage, killed them one after another, and immediately gained the advantage again.

In the instant of the battle, one of the cultivators used a magic weapon that could release poisonous fog, which was a small village with only more than one hundred people. The poisonous fog could instantly cover the entire village. Even Henghou Sword, who used spiritual consciousness to pay attention to all this in the distance, was too late to stop it.

However, the blood clan suddenly sucked all the poisonous fog into his body. At that time, the spiritual consciousness of Henghou Sword could feel that this blood clan was not afraid of this poisonous fog that was afraid of when there was no magic weapon in the middle stage of the cultivation world.

Because the cultivator who released the poisonous fog was killed by him before he could start attacking with the poisonous fog.

However, these poisonous fogs were difficult to recover, so he sucked them all into his body.

Even in this case, he still killed the disciples of those sects. Although the strongest ones in the Nascent Soul stage are only in the Nascent Soul stage, he himself is only in the mid-stage Nascent Soul stage, and his body's strength and speed are only in the late stage of Nascent Soul stage.

The red shirt, which absorbed a lot of poisonous fog, could no longer bear it, and the body began to break from inside.

"You saved them?" Henghou Jian suddenly appeared beside Nuwa Red Shirt. Nuwa Red Shirt could no longer support sitting there against a tree, and he could see the small village surrounded by mountains on three sides.

After hearing Wen Tao's words, Nuwa's red shirt seemed to have returned to the day more than a thousand years ago. He came to the East, which is regarded as a forbidden area in the West, because both the blood clan and the Holy See, the East, as a forbidden area, because there are powerful cultivators here.

However, as a clan who does not belong to the blood clan, he has reached the red shirt of the Grand Duke in just over two hundred years, and he is unwilling to accept it.

He was unwilling to be just a great duke in the future. He had no name. He was just a blood clan who didn't know that his clan had no name. Originally, as long as he reached the earl and joined that family, someone would absorb it. After the marquis, he could even get the surnames given by these families.

Once he reached the Grand Duke, any family would be very welcome, but at that time, Red Shirt never valued these things. He wanted to pursue a higher and stronger existence, and was unwilling to be like the Grand Dukes of other blood clans, who had never been able to break through for thousands of years.

After coming to the West, he stayed for a long time and realized a little bit that there is another place called Shushan and overseas casual cultivators in this world.

He also found some ways and inquired about some cultivators, but was accidentally discovered by several cultivators and was chased. That day, he thought he would die, so he sat under the tree and looked at the small village.

The place where he was born in Europe was also a very small village, just like this small village. The people there were very simple and didn't have so many ideas.

The moment Henghou Jian appeared beside him, the red shirt didn't even move because he didn't even have the strength to move. His internal organs had already started to rot, and his body would soon fail. The poisonous fog that could make people and animals die within a radius of five kilometers was absorbed into his body.

Although I can't move, there is a feeling that even if I can move, it is useless. This cultivator is different from the previous ones. There is a feeling that people can't resist, and they can't even raise the courage to resist. This is something I have never seen before.

"No, it was me who broke the tranquility here. If I hadn't come here, there wouldn't be even this fight." He was very special, but he was out of place with other blood clans.

Heng Hou Jian was surprised and looked at him: "You said it very well?"

"I've been here for three years, and these are not very difficult." He was very smart, and this thing could not help him.

"You are really a very strange blood clan. Although I don't know your Western blood clan, according to some information in our secular world, you are sucking human blood and increasing your strength. When you encounter such people from our Shushan Sword Sect, you will usually get rid of it. But I think you are not like the evil one just now." Henghou Jianzhu swordsmanship and swordsmanship are countless evil ways to kill, but they rarely see such special ones.

"Ha" he smiled bitterly, "Is blood sucking bad? Can tigers survive without eating prey? Besides, if a truly conscious blood clan is not special, it will not kill people easily. Even if you suck some blood, you will not kill people. They are just for the sake of survival. If they don't suck blood, they will die. As for those legends, it is all because of fear and the Holy See. Of course, I am not interested in human blood. In fact, the blood clan has long discovered that other blood can also temporarily replace human blood, but the growth power is slower. Moreover, just like the cultivators you just now, don't you also think of these ordinary people as ants, and you have no sympathy for their lives."

"A person is actually good or bad, it has nothing to do with what kind of race it is. So what is the human being, what is the blood clan, and what is the cultivator. There are good or bad things. If there is no that, you should be killed." At this moment, he had a lot to say.

Although his body was in pain, he wanted to say something he had never said to anyone else.

"I never thought I was good or bad. I just did my own things, and good or bad was said by others. Maybe you said it was good, but for the masters I killed just now, I am the biggest monster, haha! No matter what others say, I did my things, they came here because of fighting with me, and because I released the poisonous fog. Then this matter has something to do with me. Even if I die, I have to take care of it to the end. That's it."

Heng Hou Jian listened to him and finally looked at him, he could see that he was in pain. However, his tone could maintain a very stable speaking speed. This realm surprised Heng Hou Jian. Although he was already the head of the Shushan Sword Sect, he had a powerful fairy sword and powerful power.

But compared with this person who only has the Nascent Soul stage and is extremely weak in his eyes, his mood is far worse.

"The only regret is that you came too late." His consciousness gradually became a little unsatisfied. He wanted to turn his head and look at Henghou Jian, so he could only sigh.
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