Chapter 29 Where is the ancestral grave? (Kneeling and begging to read
"See it."
Wenren Pingxin was half lying down, covered with a thick quilt.
Perhaps because the quilt was too short, half of the straight leg on the left side was exposed. She looked so white and tender despite the snow and the frost.
Su Bei raised his head, looked at Wenren Pingxin and sighed:
"Are you doing this for the sake of recruiting students?"
"Isn't it good to just rely on the strong strength of the sect?"
"..."
Wen Ren curled his lips indifferently, stared at Su Bei with his beautiful eyes, and said quietly:
"Beibei, let me ask you."
"Which of these 985 sects is worse?"
"..."
Su Bei replied without hesitation:
"Sword Sect..."
However, after seeing Wen Renpingxin's eyes filled with murderous intent, as if he was about to kill him with a sword at the next moment, he subconsciously shuddered and added:
"Jianzong is pretty good compared to other 985s. There is no difference."
After hearing Su Bei's answer, Wen Renping nodded with satisfaction, then turned over slightly and continued:
"The strength of these sects is not bad, and because of the 'Tribulation of Ten Thousand Clans', the last ascended immortal integrated many sects, allowing all sects to develop comprehensively. It is not like the sects a thousand years ago.
The singularity is very strong..."
"And our sword sect has suffered such a disadvantage. We have no comprehensive strength, only swords. This is also one of the reasons why the number of students is getting less and less."
"After all, those who don't practice swordsmanship don't plan to come at all, and those who plan to practice swordsmanship are also from other sects..."
Su Bei nodded thoughtfully, and then said:
"Does that mean you can recruit students by any means necessary?"
Hearing Su Bei's words, Wenren Pingxin's eyes lit up, then he got up from the couch and said quietly:
“What does the end justify the means?”
"We are leaving a legacy of swordsmanship for these twenty-one states. The so-called swordsmanship, the legacy must not be broken!"
"The Qingping Sword, the unheralded sword of our Sword Sect, has been lost. The art of swordsmanship cannot be lost..."
"..."
Then two obscene hehe sounds came from the room.
...
After bidding farewell to Wenren Pingxin, Su Bei frowned and kept thinking about all the feasible plans in his mind!
Then a sneer appeared on his handsome, graceful face, loved by everyone, stunningly beautiful, majestic and graceful.
As the soul of Blue Star, he is well versed in advertising gimmicks.
Play marketing with me?
All the disciples looked at the fifth elder in shock, who was full of extraordinary aura, and swallowed involuntarily.
An inexplicable feeling came to my mind instantly, and I couldn't help but shudder. It seemed that someone in this world would be hit by ruthless misfortune in the next second...
Just when Su Bei was arranging and combining more than 18,000 marketing methods in his mind, a pleasant voice suddenly came from his mind.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the host's eldest disciple for successfully cultivating the sense of breathing."
"Completing the achievement of recruiting a disciple for the first time will reward you with a [Destiny Dice]."
"Congratulations to the host for receiving 5,167 times the feedback and increasing the cultivation level by 5,167 times."
"The current cultivation level is in the middle stage of divine transformation. It still requires 86.61 million to break through to the late stage of divine transformation."
"..."
Su Bei felt a faint breath coming from his body, and the sea of cultivation energy that had not increased for a long time seemed to have a ripple.
He took a deep breath and sighed sadly:
"As expected of the son of destiny, you have developed the sense of Qi in just a short time?"
"It's amazing."
"I don't know which technique she is practicing..."
Su Bei put his hands on his back and stepped on the auspicious clouds, slowly flying towards Bujian Peak.
There was only a dazzling light left in the sky.
...
Bujian Peak, Thatched Cottage.
Xiao Ruoqing took a deep breath.
Then he calmed down and felt like he wanted to cut off Su Bei's head with a knife and sail across the ocean.
Her beautiful eyes looked calmly at the pulp-covered sword manual in front of her.
I have truly taken the first step in spiritual practice.
Sword Code!
Sword Code!
I must fully understand this technique in this life!
Then he stretched slightly and stretched his graceful body.
The black silk wrapped around her slender jade legs brought a strange temptation, but her expression looked rather sad.
She was leaning on the rocking chair, looking at the scattered papers on the ground with complicated eyes.
Looking at those words that have been torn to pieces by myself are extremely glaring.
Something like:
[Give up, child, this path of cultivating immortality is not suitable for you.]
[Can you pick up exercises by jumping off a cliff? Is your ancestral grave buried? 】
He looked at those previous sentences that he had read with gusto:
[The so-called luck cultivation method is simply called jumping off a cliff and not dying, but you will have good fortune later]
[The so-called protagonist should have the ambition to dominate the world and be heroic and courageous.]
...
Suddenly, an idea came to my mind!
The next moment, I seemed to have thought of something, and my breathing was a little heavy. I got down from the rocking chair and looked at the scraps of paper carefully.
Then he stretched out his hand tremblingly and rearranged the words:
"You can pick up the skills by jumping off a cliff? It's simply called jumping off a cliff and not dying, but you will have good luck in the future."
"The so-called Qi Luck Cultivation Method has been buried in the ancestral graves."
"The so-called protagonist should have the ambition to dominate the world and be heroic and courageous."
"..."
Xiao Ruoqing's eyes widened, her long eyelashes blinked, she stood up gently and looked at the nearby Bujian Peak.
If the memory of the previous life is correct...
That should be the ancestral grave of the previous peak masters of Bujian Peak!
Breathing is a little quick and heavy.
Then a sneer of revenge suddenly appeared on the corner of Xiao Ruoqing's mouth.
Just a moment!
A perfect plan emerged in Xiao Ruoqing's mind.
I have already determined before that no matter what I do now, Su Bei will not touch me!
That is to say - even if he turns the world upside down, for the sake of his innate Tao body and forbearance, it doesn't matter.
The ancestral tombs at each peak of Jian Zong can be said to be the inheritance places of Jian Zong for generations!
Although it is just a decoration, every time a new disciple is recruited, the new disciples from each peak must go to the ancestral graves to worship.
The status of ancestral graves in Jianzong is not unimportant!
——That if it is.
Is Bu Jianfeng’s ancestral grave on fire?
According to the rules of the Sword Sect's Law Enforcement Hall, Su Bei is afraid that he will be severely punished!
It is very likely that he will be imprisoned facing a cliff for decades.
If this continues, Su Bei will not be qualified to host the Jian Sect's new recruitment meeting, and without the ancestral tomb in Jian Peak, there will be no new disciples.
It is impossible for Junior Sister Mo Li to worship at Bujian Peak.
I can make breakthroughs as much as possible in the past few decades without anyone disturbing me...
This is simply killing three birds with one stone!
Xiao Ruoqing looked at the broken into pieces of paper in front of her [The Protagonist Must Practice Kung Fu] and smiled sweetly, her beautiful eyes were full, and she murmured to herself:
"Master, Master."
"My disciple is practicing exactly according to your cultivation method!"
"In order to cultivate your luck, let's dig an ancestral grave first..."
"My disciple has not avenged his family feud and is eager to practice. If he practices according to the exercises you gave him, there will be nothing wrong with him..."
"And this technique has said that it will be damaged due to some indescribable external factors."
"My disciple is heartbroken, glue it back on... right?"