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Buzz!
The long sword, as red as fire, clanked, but Su Qinian's hand was like a five-fingered sacred mountain. No matter how the sword body trembled and the sharp sword energy was breathed out, he could not break away at all. (
Damn it!
Not far away, a young Taoist priest gritted his teeth. Shushan disciples must choose a natal sword when they enter Taoism. Sword-making in Shushan is different from ordinary weapon craftsmen. Even if it is just the most ordinary ordinary soldier at first, as it continues to grow, the sword will become more powerful.
Chi Ninglian can also be promoted step by step and become a sharp blade and a traceless treasure weapon. However, it is extremely difficult to become a psychic. Obtaining a sword spirit is the most trouble-free among them and also has the most potential.
The natal sword is connected to the mind and spirit, and connected with the qi, blood, and true energy. If it is destroyed, the sword owner will suffer severe injuries, ranging from mental depression and loss of cultivation to fainting, broken Dantian, and complete martial arts.
"Who are you! How dare you meddle in my business in Shushan!"
As soon as his body flashed, the young Taoist priest revealed his figure, stared at Su Qinian, his eyes were very unkind, and he shouted with a cold and stern look: "Don't make any mistakes, you'd better not interfere in our internal affairs in Shushan!"
"Dong Ming! It's you!"
Next to Su Qinian, a young man in tatters and bruises couldn't believe his eyes. He looked at the young Taoist priest, and then there was a hint of self-deprecation on the corner of his mouth. Sure enough, even the pity was not without reason.
Everything in this world has causes and conditions, and there are no distances or distances for no reason.
Su Qinian's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he had guessed at the many signs before him. Sure enough, not only Wudang, but also a holy land of swordsmen such as Shushan, which was dedicated to the art of swordsmanship, was bound to have many disputes.
However, after coming out of these many disputes, Su Qinian never bowed to anyone?
He chuckled lightly and said calmly: "Private grudges are private grudges. Don't make excuses for righteousness. It's ridiculous."
Su Qinian's tone was calm, even with a hint of ridicule. He flicked his fingers, and with a clang, the sword flashed, and the long sword was inserted into the mud less than three inches in front of the young Taoist priest.
What!
His heart was shocked. The young Taoist priest could not even see clearly how Su Qinian took action. He knew that he had met a real young master, at least not within his reach. He was probably close to the level of young outstanding people on the Dragon and Tiger List.
Most of those who were traveling with Jiange were only Senior Brother Dongpian and a few others who could suppress them.
But now that he has taken action, how can he give up so easily? He is doing this alone and must not let it out.
"Since you won't leave, you can't blame me!"
A stern look appeared in the young Taoist priest's eyes. He pointed his right hands together into a sword, and a three-inch long blue sword appeared on his fingertips.
"Bi Hai Sword, did he even give you his natal sword?"
The young man staggered to his feet and laughed at himself: "Don't you even want to look at me for the last time? My good brother."
After saying that, he bowed slightly towards Su Qinian and said solemnly: "It's hard to thank you for a big favor. Please leave, your Excellency. Life and death are only a matter of thoughts. Please don't get involved in this muddy water again."
The young Taoist priest's eyes flashed, but he did not take action immediately. He was also very worried about the young man in front of him. One more thing would be better than one less thing. And in his opinion, to be able to cultivate such a young master, there must be an unusual inheritance behind it. If it is an ordinary top Yuan
The Shen Sect, the aristocratic family, even those hidden aristocratic families, which have been passed down from the dark years to this day, are often some lunatics. If you provoke one, you are equivalent to provoking a group. There are many methods in endlessly. If this young man is killed by force today,
, it is inevitable that it will not be noticed, and others will speak lightly, and once it is exposed, it will probably not end well.
At this time, Su Qinian showed great interest, glanced at the young man in front of him, and said: "I left, will you die generously? Life and death are indeed only a matter of thoughts, but if you die like this, then what will happen if you die like this?"
Are you willing to be lighter than a feather? Your destiny is in your own hands."
The young man was shocked. He clenched his teeth so hard that his lips bled. He growled, "What can I do? My physique is weak. I haven't even been able to complete the third level of "Benma Jin". I have practiced for four full days." Years have passed! I am already nineteen years old! I am far inferior to the Taoist priests in Shushan's miscellaneous room, and the Taoist priests who burn fires are worse than me! My fate is like this, God is unfair!"
"you are wrong."
Su Qinian shook his head and said: "We can't complain about our origins. Heaven is unkind and treats everything as a stupid dog. In its eyes, everything in the world is the same. There is no distinction between high and low, or even race. Except for the royal family,
How many powerful people in this world were unknown before they attained enlightenment, and lived as long as ants. Life is not given by God, but is fought for by oneself. The so-called life is like this, then you have to fight for it, so that your descendants can have
It’s called a good life, but you have to remember that the only thing your background can bring you is that you have more food and water to get to the other side than others, but it cannot determine your direction.”
The young man was stunned. He was a little at a loss. Su Qinian's words were like morning bells and evening drums, resounding in his mind, splitting the chaos, causing the pure air to rise, the dirty air to sink, and new vitality began to be born.
Not far away, the face of the Shushan disciple Dong Ming became a little ugly. He could already see that the young man had no intention of leaving, and was instead trying to solve the problem.
After a few breaths, the young man took a deep breath, bowed deeply to Su Qinian, and said seriously: "Qin Shang, thank you for your advice."
With a chuckle, Su Qinian said: "If you listen, there is always hope. If you are willing, follow me and become a registered disciple. After you build the foundation and open the sky, you can officially enter."
Qin Shang was startled, he did not expect that Su Qinian would give him such a choice.
The Shushan Dongming was startled at first, and then sneered: "Your Excellency, you are so brave. What status and qualifications do you have, and you dare to accept a disciple here!"
Su Qinian, however, acted as if he had not heard anything and just looked at Qin Shang calmly. Speaking of which, this was the first time since his debut that he wanted to pass on what he had learned.
There was a look of hesitation on his face, but soon, Qin Shang shook his head and said: "My physique is too weak and my bones are too bad. There is no possibility of building a foundation. You are not weak, but there is no hope for accepting me as a disciple."
, I don’t want to waste your time, and I’m very grateful that you are willing to help me.”
Su Qinian sneered and said: "It seems that you still haven't listened. Even if you are an ant, the first thing you need to learn is not to look up to the real dragon in the sky. You must first learn to respect yourself and think highly of yourself before you can see the future!"
Hearing this, he took several deep breaths, and Qin's heart was shaken. Su Qinian's words were like a sword, piercing into the depths of his heart. This was something he had never heard in the past nineteen years, even if it was
His father, the great master on the Hunyuan Ranking and the Yifeng elder respected by the Shushan disciples, had never told him this. He just wanted to get a casual position for himself to stay in Shushan, even if he had to pay for it once.
Opportunity in Jianchi.
Retirement!
No one had ever said these two words to him, but they stung him more than ten thousand sharp swords striking his body.
With his last breath, Qin Shang did not hesitate any longer. Even though the young man in front of him looked two years younger than him, it still made him feel convinced deep in his heart.
He bent his knees and was about to kneel down, but Su Qinian brushed his sleeves and stood up straight again.
"When you are with my teacher, you must first learn to straighten your chest. No one in this world can look down on you, only you can look down on yourself. Apart from your parents, even my teacher can only deserve a bow from you.
This is the gift of teaching.”
Su Qinian said lightly, hearing Dong Ming not far away and frowning. This is simply deviant. Respecting the master is the biggest rule in the martial arts world. Even if he doesn't worship his master, what kind of etiquette is this?
Shushan will also be severely punished.
But the most important thing is that that waste has really become a disciple. No matter what the origin of the young man in front of him is, he is still a small figure in the younger generation. He dares to accept the son of the elder of Shushan as his disciple. His courage is not ordinary. In front of him.
The disciples of Shushan did not take him seriously at all, not even Shushan.
With a cold snort, Dongming tightened his grip on the three-inch long blue sword in his hand.
"Master, be careful. This is the Blue Sea Sword, a markless sword. It is my elder brother's natal sword. The natal sword is equivalent to half a sword master." Qin Shang said in a heavy tone, "My elder brother is already half a sword master.
Just one foot has entered the second-rate realm, and after comprehending the mystery of the origin of water, it is time to understand the power of the sword, and have the power to chase the dragon and tiger list."
"Not bad!" Dong Ming looked at Su Qinian and shouted, "If you dare to accept a disciple, you have to see if I accept the sword in my hand!"
Buzz!
The next moment, he stirred up a ray of spiritual power attached to the three-inch Blue Sea Sword in his hand. Suddenly, the sword sounded sonorously, and the three-inch small sword suddenly floated up and became four feet long. The azure sword body was flowing with precious light, sharp and sharp.
The sharp edge was floating, and accompanied by the true meaning of the swordsmanship like a vast blue ocean, the tip of the sword breathed out a blue sword energy that was several feet long.
call out!
The next moment, the Blue Sea Sword turned into a blue sword light, flashed in the void, cut through the vacuum, and spread out fine ripples, reaching the place three inches in front of Su Qinian in a snap of his fingers.
It was so fast that Qin Shang didn't react at all. When he did, he saw Su Qinian beside him motionless, while Dong Ming not far away had his eyes wide open with disbelief on his face.
Even with a look of fear.
This is……
Soon, he opened his eyes wide and saw that the Blue Sea Sword belonging to his brother seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, frozen three inches in front of Su Qinian, making it difficult to move forward.
At this time, Su Qinian's calm and even somewhat condescending voice sounded: "You haven't even mastered your sword skills, yet you dare to use your sword against me."
The next moment, under Dong Ming's horrified gaze, the blue sea sword turned into powder inch by inch from the point where it stabbed Su Qinian, but from the beginning to the end, the young man never made a move.
How can it be!
His mind was trembling, and there were almost signs of collapse. This scene was beyond his imagination. The power of the Bihai Sword was equivalent to that of his senior brother's nearly full-strength sword. He could not even touch the young man's body. He had already evolved to the middle level.
The body of the traceless sword was turned into powder. This method was almost like a magical method.
But as a disciple of Shushan, he still had some insights. Soon, Dongming understood that he had met a master, and he was an incredible existence among the younger generation, even though he ranked tenth on the Shushan Dragon and Tiger Ranking.
The four fellow Dongpo brothers may not be able to do this.
Could it be...
"Forbidden territory!"
Dong Ming was shocked and angry, and then he realized that if he was really a young taboo, how could he imitate the clothes of that little god? As a young taboo, he was a proud and arrogant person. What a loss of value.
It's absolutely impossible to do.
Then there is only one possibility left.
"Little Wudang Immortal! You are Su Qinian!"
He blurted out, and he was so horrified that he took several steps back. He never expected that he would meet the real master. In the past half month, the news was enough to spread throughout most of the martial arts world.
In a battle in the Wudang Mountains, the new peak master of Qingyang Peak, the little god Su Qinian, suppressed the master of Jinsuo Peak, Jin Guangzhenren, a master of the soul who had survived a thunder catastrophe and reached the Taoist realm.
Holy ban!
These two words, like a sacred mountain, stand in front of Dong Ming's heart at this moment, and he can only look up. (Please give me a monthly recommendation, Qidian genuine subscription is the greatest support for Shibu! Shibu continues to write the second chapter.)