The disciples of the Sword God Sect who came after hearing the news all looked at Ye Shaohan with sympathy. The master of Luoxia Peak had really strict requirements for the inner sect.
However, no one noticed a hint of smile flashing in the eyes of Ye Shaohan and Huang Shaoping. After saying this, Huang Shaoping quietly looked at Yue Jingxian, waiting for his next move.
Seeing Huang Shaoping and Ye Shaohan singing together, Yue Jingxian sighed helplessly, looked at Wuhen below, and said lightly: "Wuhen, since you made a mistake, you will be punished. From today on, you
So I went to the back mountain to face the wall and think about it for three months, without taking a single step out of Sword God Peak!" As soon as the words came out, Wuhen's face suddenly changed, and he nodded helplessly.
Thinking of that ghost place in the back mountain, Wuhen felt resentful in his heart and stared at Ye Shaohan with cold eyes.
Feeling Wuhen's hatred, Ye Shaohan shrugged indifferently, looked at Wuhen indifferently, and muttered quite innocently: "I am looking for someone to provoke someone, and this is causing trouble!"
Hearing this, Wuhen's face darkened again, while Huang Shaoping chuckled and said: "Since you have been punished, let's start executing it!"
With a slight nod and carrying the stone sword on his back, Ye Shaohan immediately turned around and jumped down the mountain path. His strong figure jumped between the mountain paths, and finally disappeared from everyone's sight.
Seeing Ye Shaohan leave, Huang Shaoping turned around and looked at Yue Jingxian, cupped his hands and said: "Please, the sect master, restrain the disciples in the sect. Although the strength of Luoxia Peak is not as good as before, it cannot be insulted by others!"
Having said this, Huang Shaoping burst out with a powerful momentum, and the Luoxia Peak disciples who followed him took a step forward to strengthen Huang Shaoping's strength.
Without waiting for Yue Jingxian's response, Huang Shaoping stepped lightly and left with the Luoxia Peak disciples calmly.
After Huang Shaoping left, Wuhen got up from the ground and said helplessly: "Father, do I have to go to the back mountain?"
"I have to go!" With a straight face, Yue Jingxian said calmly: "Since you have been punished, you must carry out it!"
Wuhen knew his father very well. Since he said so, it seems that he has decided to go to the back mountain here.
However, Wuhen was quite unwilling to do so. He ended up like this because he was plotted by that boy. Thinking of that boy, Wuhen gritted his teeth.
Seeing Wuhen's face, Yue Jingxian said lightly: "What? Are you unwilling?"
"If it weren't for that kid, I wouldn't have been caught by the Luoxia Peak Master!" Hearing this, Wuhen said angrily.
Sighing slightly, Yue Jingxian shook her head slightly disappointedly and said: "On weekdays, I tell you that the most important thing for a warrior is to keep a calm mind at all times, but have you done that? Just because of a girl,
You are blinded by jealousy! Remember, strong men never lack women, and if you spend time on this, you might as well practice hard!"
Yue Jingxian also heard about the scandal between Wuhen and Liu Yuehong, but she didn't expect that her son would be so bad.
Facing Yue Jingxian's lesson, Wuhen could only lower his head and listen, but his hatred for Ye Shaohan became even stronger.
After a few breaths, Yue Jingxian stopped talking, sighed helplessly, and continued: "Do you hate that kid from Luoxia Peak?"
Raising his head, Wuhen concealed his thoughts, nodded sharply, and said: "It's annoying!"
"After April, there will be a competition between the five peaks. Remember, the face lost by a warrior can only be regained in a martial arts fight?" Yue Jingxian waved slightly and said calmly: "Let's go to the back mountain! Don't let Huang Shaoping make trouble again!"
After saying that, Yue Jingxian's figure disappeared strangely again.
"Five peaks competition?" The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there was a hint of coldness in Wuhen's eyes. After a few moments, Wuhen sneered and said, "I will take revenge at that time!"
After a long sword path, Ye Shaohan's figure appeared again. Carrying the stone sword on his back, Ye Shaohan started walking this sword path again.
Whooshing, several sharp blasts of wind sounded. Hearing the sound, Ye Shaohan raised his head and looked up. Dozens of sword lights shot out from the sky, and finally disappeared into Luoxia Peak.
"Have you finally come back?" Ye Shaohan felt Huang Shaoping's aura among the dozens of sword lights.
"Tsk, tsk, that boy Huang Shaoping is quite capable, but the cultivation of this generation of Sword God Sect master is a bit weak!" Huo Qilin's voice echoed in Ye Shaohan's heart in vain.
Previously when he was at Sword God Peak, Ye Shaohan found that he could not detect the aura of Fire Qilin. It was obvious that Fire Qilin restrained himself deliberately.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but smile bitterly. A strong man like the master of the Sword God Sect was only good in the eyes of Huo Qilin.
"Xiao Huo, what's the master's cultivation level? With my current state, it's hard to detect his cultivation level. I only know that he is very strong!" Ye Shaohan took a step forward and asked.
"Indeed, judging from your current state, it will be difficult for him to reach the sky. That boy is quite good. Although he is not as good as the Lingwu state, his strength is no less than the third level of the Lingzong!" Huo Qilin said lightly.
"Level 3 of the Lingzong?" Ye Shaohan was slightly startled. Now that he has been stuck in the fake Lingzong realm for a long time, he naturally knows that the further you go to the Lingzong realm, the harder it will be to break through.
"I didn't expect that the Sword God Sect would be defeated to such an extent, and the cultivation level of its peak master and the sect master is just like this!" Huo Qilin said with emotion.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan scorned Huo Qilin and said with disdain: "Then we go directly to the mountain to get the jade. I guess these little guys are not enough for you, old man, to make you a ball of Suzaku fire!"
Seeing Ye Shaohan making fun of himself, Huo Qilin snorted dissatisfiedly and said, "I'm not that stupid yet!"
With a faint smile, Ye Shaohan ignored Huo Qilin and continued to immerse himself in the world of cultivation. Regarding Wuhen's incident, Ye Shaohan didn't care at all.
The melodious sound of the piano sounded on the kendo at some point. Hearing this, Ye Shaohan raised his head and glanced at Xiyue Peak, smiled faintly, and continued to practice hard.
On the Xiyue Peak, Liu Yuehong was still dressed in white, with the thin gauze fluttering in the wind. Her long and slender fingers plucked the silver strings, and the sound of the piano drifted out.
"Thankfully, you're okay! Otherwise, I would feel guilty!" Liu Yuehong murmured softly, looking at the sword path at Luoxia Peak, with a smile also appearing on the corner of her mouth.
The long path of swordsmanship is a boring road for ordinary people.
However, for Ye Shaohan, it was a path to seek knowledge.
For the first time, it took Ye Shaohan ten days to climb this sword path. However, after carrying the stone sword on his back, this time was dragged out for an infinite time.
On the seventh day, Ye Shaohan barely saw the Xuanwu stone statue, and on the twelfth day, Ye Shaohan saw the second stone statue.
After carrying the stone statue on his back for a long time, Ye Shaohan gradually got used to the weight on his back, so he couldn't help but speed up.
On the twentieth day, Ye Shaohan finally saw the Qilin Stone Statue, and on the twenty-fifth day, Ye Shaohan finally reached the end of the sword path.
After twenty-five consecutive days of wind and snow, Ye Shaohan's delicate face couldn't help but show a bit of vicissitudes of life.
However, Ye Shaohan's thin figure looked healthier. He raised his head and looked at the five huge phantoms in the distance. A slight smile could not help but appear at the corner of Ye Shaohan's mouth.
"It's been twenty-five days, and it's finally the end!" Ye Shaohan murmured softly, feeling those few breaths of sword intent.
The long path of swordsmanship has countless sword intentions. Every time he realizes a sword intention, Ye Shaohan's artistic conception is impacted. Therefore, along the way, Ye Shaohan's unique selfless artistic conception becomes more and more stable.
On the mountain walls surrounding the five stone statues, several figures still stood.
The old men were still playing chess, some were dancing with swords, some were staring at the swords in a daze, and everyone was doing their own thing.
Therefore, it seems to be extremely quiet here. The mountain wind roars, rolling up the remaining snow on the ground, and finally falling between the cliffs.
At this moment, several low and powerful footsteps sounded from the sword path below. These low footsteps alarmed the old man who was playing chess, and also alarmed others.
Raising their heads, everyone frowned slightly and looked at the sword path below. They wanted to see who was so ignorant!
The sound of footsteps became louder and louder, and a thin figure slowly emerged from the wind and snow.
When they saw this thin figure, everyone was stunned, and their astonished eyes also fell on the extremely eye-catching sword behind the figure.
This is an extremely ordinary stone sword, but the face is extremely handsome.
This figure may not be said to be familiar to these people, but it cannot be said to be unfamiliar either. The scenes from dozens of days ago emerged in front of everyone's eyes like a tide.
"Although Wuhen provoked you first, since it was you who started the matter, I will punish you by carrying the stone sword on your back and walking the path of swordsmanship again. Remember, you are not allowed to use spiritual energy!"
Huang Shaoping's words seemed to still be floating in their ears. Only then did everyone realize that it was him.
However, in such a short period of time, he was able to walk here with a stone sword on his back?
A trace of doubt emerged in everyone's mind. Going up the kendo with a stone sword on his back is an encounter that the disciples of Luoxia Peak must experience. Everyone at the scene has also experienced this, but it took them nearly two months to do it.
Having come here, it is no wonder that the boy in front of me has reached the end in less than a month. Complex expressions appeared on everyone's faces.
Raising his head, Ye Shaohan's eyes moved away from the stone statues and fell on those people. He arched his head slightly and said calmly: "Suifeng has met all the masters and uncles!"
Hearing this, everyone had just calmed down the strangeness in their hearts. One of the old men who was playing chess stood up, looked at Ye Shaohan for a few moments, and chuckled: "Yes, the peak master has taken on a good disciple!"
The others also nodded secretly, to which Ye Shaohan smiled faintly.
"No need to worry about me waiting!" The old man smiled faintly, his mind once again immersed in the chessboard in front of him.
The same is true for others. Seeing this, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but sigh: "Perhaps it is because of their personalities that they can achieve what they have achieved today!"
With a slight smile, Ye Shaohan continued to walk forward. Every step he took left a very deep footprint on the ground. He did not stop until he was less than ten meters away from the stone statue.