Chapter 238 Song studied Spring and Autumn Period!
Master Daoxuan stared at Song Xuan at the head and first seats and couldn't help but sigh.
"Five years ago, I felt that this little guy had extraordinary qualifications. To be honest with Junior Brother Tian, at that time I really had the idea of accepting another closed disciple."
As soon as these words came out, Tian Buyi's expression suddenly changed. Fortunately, when he was going to show off to the leader and other chief ministers, he was stopped by his wife Suru. Otherwise, Song Xuan, a proud disciple, would probably really
will be snatched away by the leader!
Master Cangsong, the leader of Longshou Peak, snorted, "It's just some brute strength. The disciples of Xiaozhu Peak are still a little weak in cultivation. If it were my disciple Qi Hao, who has the cultivation of the ninth level of Yuqing Realm, Flying Sword
Pierce it out, I want to see if Song Xuan still dares to take it!"
Tian Buyi also snorted, "How old is Song Xuan? How old is Qi Hao? He's already over a hundred years old. How dare Senior Brother Cangsong compare him to that?"
Cangsong's expression changed when he was retorted by these words. He opened his mouth to refute, but his lips moved and he still couldn't say anything. After all, what he did was indeed a bit unethical when it came to this matter.
Qi Hao is indeed the oldest in this Seven Meridians Competition. This time, in order to win the first place for Longshou Peak, he pushed Qi Hao, the senior disciple, out of the way. What he did was indeed a bit ugly.
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"Okay, stop saying a few words and continue watching the game!"
Master Daoxuan glanced at Tian Buyi and Master Cangsong, who were dissatisfied with each other, and spoke calmly.
He had no intention of persuading the two of them to value peace, but there was nothing to be dissuaded from in a verbal dispute. As long as they didn't fight in front of him, even though he was the leader, he couldn't say much.
Besides, there is some friction between the various veins, which is also a good thing for him as the leader of Tongtian Peak, right?
If the other lines are all harmonious, then his leader's line may be in danger.
The game continues.
In the second game, Song Xuan still caught the opponent's flying sword, forcing the opponent to admit defeat, and won the game easily.
This scene attracted cheers from many onlookers.
In the thousands of years since the Qingyun Sect's Seven Meridians have been fighting, this is the first time they have encountered such a strange way of fighting. No magic weapon or spells are used. The opponent can be easily crushed with just one hand. Even if others want to
It's impossible to judge Song Xuan's true strength.
In the third game, the opponent came from Longshou Peak. The moment he saw Song Xuan, his face changed drastically. He did not use the flying sword technique, but muttered something in his mouth while making seals with his hands. Then a fire dragon came out of the air.
He opened his ferocious mouth and swallowed Song Xuan.
In response, Song Xuan just waved his sleeves, and the fire dragon that swept in suddenly collapsed. The Dragon Head Peak disciple felt a powerful force of heaven and earth coming towards him. He felt a pain in his chest and vomited blood and flew out.
Looking at the disciple who was kicked out of the ring and lying on the ground coughing up blood, the faces of everyone in the Qingyun Sect who had been surrounding to watch the excitement changed drastically.
"You can fly out with a wave of your sleeves. What kind of cultivation is this?"
"I have watched Qi Hao's battle. With his cultivation at the ninth level of Jade Clear Realm, it is impossible to knock his opponent out of the ring with just a wave of his hand!"
"Is it possible that Song Xuan has already entered the realm of Shangqing?"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! After five years of stepping into the Shangqing Realm, you think he is the Patriarch Qingye!"
"But if it weren't for the fact that Shangqingjing couldn't explain what happened just now, this wouldn't be a competition. It's just like a father beating his son!"
After winning three games in a row, Song Xuan has firmly entered the top eight. There is no match for him today, so Mr. Song puts his hands behind his back and wanders leisurely in the square, checking out the competition of others from time to time.
I have to say that the duels in other arenas were very exciting, with various magic weapons and secret techniques coming and going, which was highly entertaining to watch.
But Song Xuan lost interest after a few glances. Instead, in a remote corner of the square, a young disciple was holding a book and reading it with relish, which aroused his interest.
As if he felt Song Xuan coming, the handsome young man stood up quickly, raised his hands and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Senior Brother Song. Junior Brother Zeng Shushu has met Senior Brother Song!"
"Zeng Shushu?"
Song Xuan was stunned for a moment, looked him up and down, and then couldn't help but laugh. Isn't this the little emperor's master of Qingyun Sect!
"You started earlier than me, so you should be my senior brother!"
"No, no, no!" Zeng Shushu brushed the book in his hand on the floor, rubbed it on the black hair on his head, and said: "Our Qingyun Sect has always put those who are successful first. Although I started late, I will wait until I win this
After the competition, for the next generation of disciples, you will be the senior brother!"
"Oh? Junior Brother Zeng is so sure that I can win?"
Zeng Shushu chuckled and said: "Although my strength is incomparable to yours, senior brother, my eyesight is very sharp. Whether it is Qi Hao from Longshou Peak or Lu Xueqi from Xiaozhu Peak, they will not be your opponent, senior brother Song!"
As he said that, he winked at Song Xuan, "Senior brother, your body is so strong, Junior Sister Lu will be very lucky in the future!"
Song Xuan felt that this person was quite interesting and said: "Everyone is busy playing or watching the game, but you are hiding here and busy reading. Do you like reading very much?"
Zeng Shushu immediately nodded and said: "I am a lazy person. If my father hadn't always forced me to practice, I would have been too lazy to practice Taoism. I would raise flowers, feed birds and read books every day. What kind of happy life would that be!"
As he said that, he looked around and made sure no one was around. He immediately shook the closed book and said, "Senior brother, you also like reading. Do you want to enjoy it together?"
With that said, he handed the thick blue-covered book to Song Xuan.
Song Xuan took the book, but saw that there was no name on it, and the cover was old, and it looked like it had been there for a long time.
Looking at Zeng Shushu's appearance, he seemed to be acting as if nothing had happened, but his smart eyes were constantly looking around, looking very alert. His originally delicate face now looked a bit strange and even wretched.
If other people saw his nervous look, they would definitely think that this book either records a peerless secret, or that it is a rare and unique book.
But Song Xuan knew the virtues of Zeng Shushu very well, so he was not polite and opened the book casually.
But when he saw that in addition to a large amount of text, this thick book contained many pictures, the pictures were of men and women embracing and lingering. As he expected, this was a little imperial book.
Song Xuan glanced at it casually.
'It was quite painful at first, and I cried a lot, and the pear blossoms and the rain made me pity'
Song Xuan closed the book and said, "Is this what you usually read?"
Zeng Shushu chuckled and said: "Not only these, I also have many similar ones in my room. If senior brother likes them, how many can I give you as a gift?"
"You can have this!"
As he spoke, Song Xuan lightly touched the cover of the book with his fingers, and the two characters Spring and Autumn appeared on it.
"Ahem, it just so happens that I like to study history books recently. Can you lend me this ancient history of the Spring and Autumn Period for a few days?"