Chapter Five Hundred and Eighty-Fifth: Lin Zhao Accepts Disciples
"..."
Leng Yan frowned and squatted in the grass, feeling a little war between heaven and man in his heart. Although the other party was probably two unscrupulous wild cultivators, wasn't it a bit too insignificant for him to do this? After all, I, the leader of the Shengtian Alliance, am in
The oriole behind here is somewhat unjustifiable.
After a few seconds, she gritted her teeth and ignored it. The Chinese have an old saying, "Everyone has come." In this case, this vote must be done, otherwise the two losers will be advantaged.
Not far away, the woman in a green skirt lying in the forest was named Lu Guiyi. Although she was a wild cultivator in the Winter Spring Valley, she was a sword cultivator in the Galaxy Realm, but she lived in poverty. After all, she had a good heart. Even a wild cultivator could
He didn't do those things of robbing families and homes, so Lu Guiyi showed a smile at this moment. Everyone can kill this pair of bitches. It's time for me, Lu Guiyi, to make a fortune today!
However, Lu Guiyi and Leng Yan did not know each other.
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On the mountain road.
"Lady."
The Nascent Soul sword cultivator smiled slightly, with a rather elegant attitude, and said: "After you buy a new boxing manual, let's not rush into seclusion and practice. Why don't I accompany you back to your hometown in Yuzhou? Come to think of it.
How many years have it been since I went back? It’s been about sixty or seventy years, right?”
"Um."
The female martial artist nodded: "My parents have died a long time ago. My second brother should be ninety years old this year, right? Maybe he is also dead. If there is anyone still found in the old house, he should be the descendant of the second brother."
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"yes."
The Nascent Soul Realm sword cultivator said softly: "The Great Dao is ruthless, it has always been like this. In their eyes, we are now the gods on that mountain. If we go back, we can be regarded as shining our lintel for them."
The female martial artist chuckled: "Husband, when you rebelled against the master, you were still a three-level sword cultivator. Now your master who is the master is just a golden elixir sword cultivator. How about... I will go back with you, too."
Let’s go meet that master and see what he has to say now. After all, if you make good use of this magic weapon and golden mullet money, husband, you still have a great chance of entering the galaxy realm.”
"Um."
Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator smiled and nodded: "I listen to my wife!"
As he said that, he looked at the distant side of the female martial artist in astonishment.
"What's wrong?"
The female martial artist also looked over, but when she turned back, a flying sword had already pierced her neck. The husband who had spoken softly before had a ferocious look on his face, and laughed loudly and said: "Madam,
There is no need to bother, my husband will send you back to your hometown! Hahaha, you ugly monster, I have tolerated you for so many years, and finally have the opportunity to marry a young and beautiful real fairy from the mountain!"
However, just when the Yuanying sword cultivator thought he was killed with one blow, the female martial artist endured the severe pain, twisted her body, and landed a punch full of fist power on the man's heart.
The punch was too strong and hit the opponent's weakest point, causing the sword to shatter, the man vomiting blood, and the ribs on his chest shattered inch by inch.
"I knew you were nothing!"
The female martial artist had a ferocious look on her face: "You dislike me for being ugly, do you? You bitch, when I was in the seventh realm and you were in the sixth realm, weren't you the one who knelt in front of my bed and licked my toes?!"
"court death!"
The Yuanying sword cultivator roared angrily, and a flying sword flew out of Yunjian Lake, directly piercing the heart of the female martial artist.
"I'll beat you to death, you heartless person!"
The female martial artist shouted loudly, and her second punch landed on the man's body, directly punching through his chest. Her body fell into a thousand-year-old tree behind her, while the man's expression showed despair, and he raised his sword and stabbed him.
The belly of a female martial artist.
The scene was so tragic that both of them probably wouldn't survive.
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"Young man and woman, look at the sword!" Leng Yan rushed out of the dense forest.
"Take my sword, you two bitches!" Lu Guiyi also rushed out of the dense forest.
For a moment, the two people looked at each other, but the next second, they almost unanimously said: "Kill them first!"
Immediately, Lu Guiyi chopped off the head of the female martial artist with a sword, and Leng Yan chopped open the head of the unfaithful person with a sword. The wild monks were already on the verge of death, how could they afford such a meal of justice?
Kill in anger.
"..."
Leng Yan and Lu Guiyi looked at each other again.
In the end, Leng Yan still had a more fiery temperament. He cupped his fists and said, "Human sword cultivator, Leng Yan!"
Lu Guiyi pursed his red lips and quickly clasped his fists and said: "Human sword cultivator, Lu Guiyi! I don't know which famous sword sect Sister Leng Yan comes from. I think your sword intention is very strong and your swordsmanship is outstanding."
, it must be from a certain sword sect in the south, could it be...a master disciple of the Lingyan Sword Sect in Wangxin Lake, Furong Prefecture?"
"where!"
Leng Yan's pretty face turned red: "There is no mountain gate. Actually, I am a wild cultivator."
"real?"
Lu Guiyi was overjoyed: "That's great! I'm also a wild cultivator..."
"..."
Leng Yan suddenly felt like old friends at first sight, and the two of them were lying together. Although they seemed a bit wretched, in fact they were both righteous people who were very rare in the world!
"Sister Leng Yan."
Lu Guiyi looked at each other and liked him very much. They were so young and beautiful, and they had similar temperaments, and they were both wild cultivators. So Lu Guiyi pursed his red lips and said: "Let's not worry about the harvest of this couple.
None of it is important, I just want to say...since we are all wild cultivators, how about...how about we travel the world together?"
"ah?!"
The cold-faced woman frowned slightly: "Sister Lu, do you want to accept me as your disciple?"
"Accepting a disciple?"
Lu Guiyi was stunned: "Don't pay too much attention to the red tape in the world. If you don't mind it, you and I are sisters. After taking the dirty money from this couple, we will build a mountain gate in Winter Spring Valley together. I am the elder
Some are senior sisters, and the younger ones are junior sisters. How about we take charge of the sect together and carry it forward?!"
Leng Yan's eyebrows were dancing: "Senior sister, I've even thought of the name of the sect, it's called Dongquan Sword Sect!"
"OK!"
Lu Guiyi held her hand: "Junior sister!"
"Sister!"
The two looked at each other, regretting that they had met so late.
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Early morning, snowy Tianchi.
Lin Zhao's sword, dressed in white robes and silver armor, fell from the sky and landed in Hefeng Academy. At this time, it was time for the schoolchildren to have morning classes, and the sound of reading could be heard from several school buildings not far away.
, making people feel particularly good, and just as Lin Zhao stepped into Hefeng Academy, Gu Lingyu appeared and invited Lin Zhao to drink tea in the pavilion on the rockery nearby.
Just like before.
Gu Lingyu's tea making skills are quite good, but it's a pity that Lin Zhao doesn't know how to taste tea, so he drank it with just one gulp. It felt a bit like an old buffalo eating water chestnuts, but Gu Lingyu didn't take it seriously and just smiled.
There is nothing wrong with doing it according to sex. If you don't know how to taste tea but act pretentious, you will be inferior.
Soon after, the morning classes were over, and several young teachers left with their slips in their arms. A group of schoolchildren rushed into the yard to play in a lively manner. The girls played some games of throwing sandbags, while the boys were beaten by the young man Zhang Luobai.
Carrying a wooden stick and running wildly back and forth between the school building and the courtyard, Zhang Luobai waved the wooden stick as he ran, performing a unique set of swordsmanship that he thought was otherworldly.
Lin Zhao looked at Zhang Luobai with a smile on his face.
"Decided?" Gu Lingyu asked with a smile.
"Um."
Lin Zhao smiled and nodded: "In his last life, he dreamed of becoming a sword fairy in the sky, and wanted to follow me to kill demons with a sword. I will not let him have any regrets in this life. Now I have
He returned to martial arts and started practicing boxing. Whether he wants to learn swordsmanship or boxing, I can teach him. Although I have never had a disciple,...he is an exception."
"There are always exceptions in life."
Gu Lingyu smiled and said: "Shall I help the junior uncle call him over?"
"Um."
"Zhang Luobai!"
Gu Lingyu stood on the rockery and said, "Come here for a moment."
"Ah? Master?!"
Zhang Luobai, who was having fun at first, suddenly gave up. He threw away the wooden stick, straightened out his tattered clothes, and then walked up the rockery step by step, only to see Lin Zhao standing in the pavilion.
At the same time, the young man's eyes shone and he said with a smile: "Mountain Master, why are you here?! Didn't you say that the Mountain Master is in retreat recently?"
"I came here to find you."
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "Zhang Luobai, let me ask you, if I want to accept you as my disciple, would you be willing?"
"..."
The young man suddenly seemed to be petrified, and stayed there blankly. After a few seconds, he started crying loudly.
"Why are you crying?"
Lin Zhao was surprised: "Don't you want to be my disciple?"
"No...no..."
The young man wiped his tears and said with a cry: "I originally just wanted to be the mountain master's bastard. In the future, if the mountain master asked me to go east, I would never go west, but I...but I didn't think of the mountain master."
The master actually wants to accept me as his disciple. Although I, Zhang Luobai, am a sword fairy, I am loose-minded by nature and from a bad background. My parents are dirt-legged and very poor. I don’t even have a change of trousers, mother.
When I have to wash my pants, I can only run around naked in the streets. The mountain master is a god on the mountain. The future disciple’s buttocks are seen by most of the people in the town. Will it insult the mountain master?
Prestige? Although I, Zhang Luobai, don’t understand many principles, I still have a little sense of justice in the world. If the mountain master dislikes it, Zhang Luobai will never complain. It’s just that he doesn’t have this blessing... Wuwuwu..."
"It's all a mess..."
Lin Zhao helped his forehead.
Gu Lingyu, a Confucian sage, covered his face, saying, "This is nothing. Zhang Luobai, this silly boy, is really a fool who has a blessing."
Lin Zhao looked at Zhang Luobai and said, "I just want to ask, are you willing to become my master and learn swordsmanship from me?"
"willing!"
Zhang Luobai's eyes were filled with tears, and he knelt down with a pop, and kowtowed on the ground: "Master is here, I am bowed down by my disciple Zhang Luobai. From now on, apart from father and mother, master is the most dear to me."
, Zhang Luobai will learn the peerless swordsmanship in the future, and he will definitely make his master famous every day. The disciple will always be of the same mind as his master, and would rather teach his master to bring down the world, than teach the world to bring him down!"
"..."
Lin Zhao looked at him with a smile, as if he saw the young man who held a wooden sword against the great demon of the Twelve Realms on the stone bridge.
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Now, the boy is seven years old and it is time to practice swordsmanship!
