The next day, at Chenshi, Zi Qinfang finished sweeping the front yard, and used this to skillfully prepare Dugu Jiujian and Lingbo to leave again.
Suddenly, a voice called Ziqin.
When this voice appeared, the first-time disciples who were about to leave in the front yard were stunned together with the disciples who had arrived early. The owner of this voice was actually Ban Shuxian.
In fact, most of the disciples of the Kunlun Sect today are second- and third-generation disciples. For example, Xihuazi is a second-generation disciple, and Ban Shuxian and He Taichong have long stopped personally teaching the Kunlun disciples below.
The two of them have not been to the martial arts training ground in the front yard for a long time.
Therefore, many disciples would be surprised to see Ban Shuxian come here.
After being slightly surprised, the disciples who were still lingering in the front yard suddenly became excited. The disciples who entered the room began to practice martial arts desperately, hoping to be looked down upon by Ban Shuxian and receive personal guidance from Ban Shuxian.
However, those beginner disciples began to work harder to clean the place they had cleaned again, hoping to be given a little encouragement by Ban Shuxian and become disciples.
However, Ban Shuxian's eyes only stayed on Ziqin from the beginning to the end.
"I heard that you defeated five entry-level disciples like you by yourself. My vision is indeed right. Your talent is far beyond that of the entry-level disciples with you. However, you are too stubborn. I don't think so.
I hope some of those entry-level disciples can defeat you."
Ban Shuxian looked at Ziqin calmly, then suddenly smiled and spoke.
There was neither criticism nor accusation in her words, but even praise, but Ziqin's face suddenly became ugly.
This woman really would not stop playing with Ziqin until she died. After she said these words, I am afraid that all the disciples would regard Ziqin as their enemy.
Just kidding, Ban Shuxian made it clear that she valued Ziqin because he could fight, and she also hoped that someone could defeat Ziqin because Ziqin was unwilling to become a disciple.
Doesn't this mean that if someone can defeat Ziqin, he will also be favored by Ban Shuxian.
Ziqin could feel that the eyes of the introductory disciples who were still staying here in the front yard were already looking at him with burning eyes, and some disciples even did not hide the fighting intent in their eyes.
If Ban Shuxian wasn't still standing here, I'm afraid some disciples would have rushed up to fight Ziqin at this moment.
With a helpless sigh, Ziqin suddenly puffed up his chest.
Regardless of his own personality or the tasks given by the system, Ziqin will not be weak at this time, with a trace of arrogance in his eyes.
"You said it wrong."
Ziqin spoke calmly, but his words were extremely shocking. Ban Shuxian was also stunned, and then heard Ziqin continue arrogantly.
"It's not just that the talents of these entry-level disciples are not as good as mine, but there are not many people in this world who can have my talent. If I learn martial arts, I will naturally pursue the number one position in the world, otherwise I won't be a man in vain."
These are very arrogant words. Originally, with Ziqin's identity and martial arts skills at this time, he should be very disgusted to say this.
However, when Ziqin stood in the center of the front yard of the Kunlun Sect and slowly said these words, no matter the introductory disciples who wanted to defeat Ziqin, the disciples who entered the sect, and even Ban Shuxian had a feeling,
Ziqin should have said this, but he could only say this.
This feeling was very strange. Ban Shuxian's eyes flashed with a hint of astonishment, then she sneered twice and turned away.
In the front yard, all the disciples came to their senses. Everyone looked at Ziqin with a hint of disdain in their eyes, especially the entry-level disciples who even snorted coldly.
They didn't understand why they had such strange feelings before, but at this moment, all the disciples had only one thought, and that was to defeat Ziqin.
Some impatient disciples gathered around Ziqin.
"This is not the place for you to fight. You have to fight in the back mountains."
The disciples who entered the room scolded each other. They knew that no matter how Zi Qin fought with the introductory disciples, it had nothing to do with them. They were bystanders to this dispute between Ban Shuxian's disciples. No matter what, they could not become Ban Shuxian's disciples.
Shuxian's disciples, so they didn't want to see these entry-level disciples fighting here with their fists, feet and body.
"Boy, do you dare to go to the back mountain to compete? Compete."
Most of these entry-level disciples are between thirteen and fifteen or sixteen years old. Although they have not yet become martial arts practitioners, they have been in Kunlun for several years and have practiced several basic entry-level sword techniques.
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At this age, at this level, it is the time when one is most yearning for martial arts and the so-called Jianghu Vietnam War.
At this time, the young people still don't know that the world is dangerous, and they don't know that drawing a sword means life and death, so they are more warlike than anyone in the martial arts world.
After the disciples who had entered the room reprimanded them, the entry-level disciples had already gathered around Ziqin, and they all looked at Ziqin with unkind expressions.
"I'm not that bored."
Zi Qin smiled coldly, these teenagers really couldn't arouse Zi Qin's fighting spirit. His body swayed slightly, but he could easily squeeze out from the gaps in the bodies of these teenagers.
There were not many entry-level disciples in the front yard, only a dozen or so, but Ziqin managed to squeeze them out extremely smoothly.
However, the speed and strength of this dodge still left the disciples in the front yard slightly stunned.
They have also practiced martial arts for many years, but they can see how superb the skill in this crowd is. Before, they might have been a little unconvinced by Ban Shuxian about Ziqin's talent, but now they only feel that this junior disciple
It's really incredible.
The only pity was that Ziqin was unwilling to become a disciple of Ban Shuxian.
Outside the front yard, on a certain building, Ban Shuxian was looking at Ziqin quietly. When she saw Ziqin squeeze out from the group of teenagers, she couldn't help but frown slightly.
"It is impossible for him to change his personality. If people from Patriarch He's lineage could change his personality so easily, then Patriarch He would not have suffered in Kunlun for decades."
He Taichong's voice sounded behind Ban Shuxian.
This man was only in his forties at this time, but he looked like a middle-aged scholar. Although he walked upstairs, he was subconsciously half a body behind Ban Shuxian. He looked as if Ban Shuxian was just a young man.
He is the leader of Kunlun, and He Taichong is just an elder or a disciple.
"He must change, otherwise do you think any of the next generation of disciples will be able to take charge of Kunlun?"
Ban Shuxian said harshly.
He Taichong frowned slightly when he said these words, and then sighed helplessly. He was also aware of Kunlun's current situation.
Although he looks in his forties, he is already in his fifties, and Ban Shuxian is already in his sixties. Among the second-generation disciples, Xihuazi has the highest martial arts skills, but Xihuazi has a bad temper.
, irritable, even their martial arts skills are not half as good as those of him and Ban Shuxian.
Although He Taichong intended to have a son himself, he would spend twenty years teaching him and then pass him on as the head of Kunlun.
However, he had the time and the confidence, but he did not have the courage.
"I want to mobilize my disciples to do something recently."
It took a long time before He Taichong spoke gloomily again. When he said these words, He Taichong was standing behind Ban Shuxian but did not see the disdainful sneer flashing across the corner of Ban Shuxian's mouth.
"You are the head of the Kunlun Sect. You don't need to ask for my opinion on mobilizing disciples. How can I stop you from mobilizing the disciples of the Kunlun Sect?"
Ban Shuxian spoke displeasedly. After saying this, she was too lazy to look at the scene in the front yard, turned around and strode downstairs.
A trace of bitterness flashed across He Taichong's face.
This is how people are, after getting used to it, it will become an instinct. Speaking of which, although Ban Shuxian is He Taichong's senior sister, He Taichong's martial arts is not inferior to Ban Shuxian, and he has no feelings for Ban Shuxian for a long time.
However, in his early years, He Taichong had become accustomed to fearing Ban Shuxian and obeying her advice. This habit has been cultivated and He Taichong could not change it even after being the head of the family for decades.
The room where Datong Pu is located is surrounded by a group of beginner disciples.
"That damn guy didn't accept our challenge, and we completely lost the chance to defeat him in front of the Grand Master. Damn it."
A disciple clenched his fist and spoke harshly.
Although Ban Shuxian left in the front yard before, in the minds of these disciples, if they fought against Ziqin and won at that time, it would be the same as defeating Ziqin in front of Ban Shuxian.
It was a pity that Ziqin did not accept their challenge.
But the senior brothers in the front yard didn't want them to mess around in the front yard, so they had no choice but to let Ziqin leave.
However, things in this world are often like this. The more you want to do something but can't do it, the more attractive it is, especially when there is a huge reward after completing the thing.
These young men were very excited about the Vietnam War with Ziqin. Therefore, after Ziqin left, although these disciples could not follow him, they gathered here to discuss how to defeat Ziqin.
"Don't forget, we have all learned swordsmanship. Although we are no match for that guy, we can fight one by one. I don't believe that guy can defeat us all in one go."
Another disciple spoke. He was also a young man, but his eyes shone with an agile light.
Of course, this young man's opinion cannot guarantee that he will defeat Zi Qin, but if Zi Qin is not Zi Qin, but the guy before he was played by Zi Qin, I am afraid that this young man's idea can really make the guy played by Zi Qin lose.
There are at least dozens of people in this Datong shop, and even there are nearly thirty people surrounding it now. These people come up one by one, and no matter who has never practiced internal strength, they will definitely suffer.
A good beating.
At this time, Ziqin was wandering in the Kunlun Mountains. The Kunlun Mountains were originally a mountain range, extremely huge, and the Kunlun Sect was located in this mountain, which was an inconspicuous little point.
Zi Qin knew that there were ruthless people like Yang Xiao staying at Zuowang Peak in this mountain, as well as descendants of the Wu brothers and Zhu Ziliu's descendants living here in seclusion.
There must be some other strange people and hermits in the more secret places, but the place where those kind of people live must be an extremely rare place, but it is not within the reach of Ziqin now.
Ziqin was standing on the edge of a cliff at the moment. He looked at the clouds and mist in front of him that seemed to be above the sky, and at the dense forest below that seemed to hide countless gods and goddesses. He couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Huashan Mountain is also the most dangerous place in the world. However, when he was smiling and proud, Ziqin only knew how to practice swordsmanship according to the systematic guidance. In this world, Ziqin has learned to understand, understand the nature of the world, and understand all living things.
The world of the third young master is by no means in vain. Xie Xiaofeng and Xie Wangsun both pursue life, but what Yan Shisan finally gets is death. Ziqin's path is different from theirs, but it is enough for them.
Everything in the world gives rise to enlightenment.
And every insight was enough to push Ziqin's swordsmanship to another level.
This is something on the spiritual level. Originally, Ziqin should have been to Huang Daxia's world to have the ability to improve his martial arts through enlightenment, but the world of the Third Young Master gave Ziqin such abilities in advance.
On the edge of the cliff, Ziqin slowly thrust out a sword.
In a trance, the sword seemed to be connected with the clouds and mist beyond the cliff, and then it seemed to turn into the bottomless cliff at Ziqin's feet. However, suddenly, the sword turned out to be just a branch.
Taking a slight breath, Ziqin couldn't help but cover his chest.
Although his internal injuries seemed to have healed, even Ban Shuxian didn't know that in fact Ziqin's internal injuries were still extremely serious. However, the special Beiming Divine Art was a deep combination of the Kong Zi Jue.
Zi Qin himself possessed the majestic Beiming Qi. No matter what characteristics Beiming had, he could not escape the eyes of Ban Shuxian and He Taichong. However, Ziqin ruthlessly dispersed all his internal energy and destroyed it.
He was half-dead by himself.
When the body was completely empty, the side of Beiming that was different from any other internal energy in the world was immediately revealed. When He Taichong or Ban Shuxian checked Ziqin's meridian, they could only detect that Ziqin's meridian was empty, but it was a person who had never practiced anything.
Ordinary people with internal strength.
Of course, neither Ban Shuxian nor He Taichong could notice Ziqin's extremely serious internal injuries.
After a while, Ziqin suddenly stood up. The branch in his hand stabbed out again, but the stabbing was suddenly surrounded by clouds and mist. The sword seemed to have turned into clouds and mist. It was obviously just a simple stabbing.
But it seems to have pierced the clouds and mist all over the sky.
If this sword was extremely powerful or Liu Zhengfeng was here, he would have been stunned immediately. Ziqin's sword had actually brought Hengshan's Yunwu Sword Technique to its extreme.
Originally, the Yunwu Sword Technique was not a superb sword technique. Even Mo Da's casual sword skill could reach this level. However, you must know that Ziqin did not have any internal strength at this moment.
A person with no internal strength can use a sword to the point where it looks like a cloud. This is such a powerful sword move.
Ziqin's sword skills may have surpassed those of Hengshan's previous swordsmen who could perform this sword technique. However, after just one sword strike, the clouds disappeared, but the sword power in Ziqin's hand changed again.
The branch suddenly waved away again, but it suddenly stabbed three times in the air.
There were only three strikes, which were extremely ordinary. However, three more peaks seemed to vaguely appear in mid-air, and then, the whistling sound of stabbing sounds was heard.
These three blows are the Three Green Peaks of Taiyue of the Huashan School. Of course, this move is also called the Three Green Peaks of Taiyue in Huashan. It is not a sword technique, but just a technique that can be performed with a knife or fists and feet.
Standing on the edge of the cliff, Ziqin slowly used the sword skills Ziqin had learned, regardless of the order or connection, he just used whatever moves came to his mind.
Some of these swordsmanship moves belong to the world of Jin Daxia, and some do not belong to Jin Daxia's world. However, when Ziqin performed them at this time, they seemed extremely smooth.
I don't know how much time passed, but the sword in Ziqin's hand suddenly changed.
In an instant, it seemed as if the sky and the earth were sinking, the mountains collapsed, and Ziqin's hand seemed to be no longer a sword, but a poisonous dragon, but a ball of the purest darkness.
Outside the cliff, the clouds and mist dissipated and stopped flowing. On the cliff, the wind no longer blew, but the sound of distant waves and the sounds of wild beasts seemed to have suddenly become silent, and the whole world seemed to have disappeared.
In the world, Ziqin's hands are the only activity that still exists.
Ziqin's face was dull, and there was no emotion in his eyes, but he seemed to have entered some kind of indescribable state.
But suddenly, a look of pain appeared on Ziqin's face, his face became distorted, and the branch in his hand suddenly disappeared like a shadow.
The wind blows, the clouds move, the smoke fills the air, the waves sound, the roars of wild beasts and the chirping of insects hit my ears.
Ziqin suddenly fell to his knees and his whole body went limp as if paralyzed.
There was an extremely frightened expression in his eyes.
Just now, he seemed to have vaguely entered the state that Yan Shisan was in during his last moments. It was definitely not a state that humans should enter.
Ziqin still remembered that he was just comprehending the nature of the world, but he had never thought about practicing swordsmanship. However, a branch strangely appeared in his hand, and he began to practice swordsmanship even more strangely.
Ziqin still remembered that he practiced all the sword skills he had learned.
These memories were extremely clear. Ziqin even remembered all the moves he practiced. However, Ziqin could not remember how he started practicing swordsmanship or how he came up with the idea of ​​practicing swordsmanship.
However, Ziqin was certain that if he wanted to perform those sword skills so perfectly now, it would be absolutely impossible.
After mastering these fifteen swords, you will not be able to escape. As long as you can still practice swordsmanship, and as long as you are not dead, this sword will always follow you.
Ziqin's eyes widened, and terrible thoughts came to his mind.
However, no one could answer this question for him. Yan Shisan was dead, but Xie Sanshao could not break through this realm until his later years.
Ziqin clenched his fists, he was never willing to be controlled by a sword move.
This is a very powerful sword technique, and he needs it very much. He originally wanted to master this sword technique, but now, he wants to master it even more, because this is already the difference between him and this sword technique.
of battle.
The winner has everything, the loser loses everything.
Ziqin stood up, dusted himself off, and headed down the mountain. An unprecedented fighting spirit burned in Ziqin's heart.
Different from the main world, here, Ziqin only feels extremely excited every time he fights. He likes such battles.
Kunlun Sect, at the gate, Ziqin suddenly saw a very familiar face.
Zhan Chun.
This woman who had disappeared for a while was getting off the horse at the moment, and sitting on a horse next to her was a man, who seemed to be the man who knocked Ziqin unconscious last time.
And behind them is a carriage.
Suddenly, the familiar plot of the original novel appeared in Ziqin's mind. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)
