When Xiang Que returned to Qingshan Sect, he did not feel as if he had returned as a young man the next day, because Qingshan was still the same Qingshan, and the stone tablet in front of the sect was still the same as when he first came to Qingshan Sect sixty years ago.
Same.
In fact, Qingshan has been like this for thousands of years.
Entering the sect, we went up the tree-lined path, beside the stream, and under the sword test stone. There were many outer disciples standing there. It seemed that someone was trying the sword, but how many people passed by, the sword seals were always on the line of the outer disciples.
Wandering below, no one goes up to the next level, so countless sighs and annoyed sounds can be heard.
Sixty years have passed, and this is no longer the first batch of new disciples. It’s like cutting leeks, one crop after another.
When Xiang Que came to the back of the crowd, no disciple noticed him, so he said softly: "What matters in sword testing is the integration of waist and horse..."
"Whoa, whoa" dozens of eyes fell on him, Xiang Que continued to say calmly: "Hold your breath, draw the sword, don't hesitate, move quickly, imagine that you are as powerful as a rainbow, and then
...here, just like this"
Xiang Que reached out and pulled out the Qingshan Sword from behind, then waved his hand toward the top of the sword test stone, and a wisp of sword energy burst out from the Qingshan Sword.
Then, there is no more.
The sword energy shot up into the sky and finally disappeared into the clouds, leaving no trace behind.
Xiang Que was stunned for a moment in embarrassment, thinking that when he was in Hedao, he could cross the line of true disciples with one sword. Now it was in the middle stage of asking the gods, and it seemed normal for him to disappear with one sword.
After looking at the outer disciples who were all confused, Xiang Que nodded and said, "The waist and horse are one, hold your breath!"
After Xiang Que finished speaking, he strolled away, leaving behind the disciples who didn't seem to react. After a long time, he heard several female disciples covering their mouths and exclaiming: "How could there be such a beautiful man?"
, who is he?”
The other disciples also looked confused. It wasn't until Xiang Que's figure disappeared that someone said uncertainly: "Some people have always said that among the elders of our sect, there is a very good-looking uncle."
"Is it also Qingshan Swordsman?"
At this time, everyone's expressions changed drastically. Putting these two things together, good looks and good swordsmanship, it was obvious who had just passed by.
So many people think that one day, I can be as cool and unrestrained as my little uncle. It would be great.
When Xiang Que passed by Qingshan Square, all the disciples from the inner hall and Zhenzhuan looked over. Half of them knew him, and the other half were newly promoted in recent years.
Wang Zhanzhu, Zhang Hengheng, Gu Qinghan and others were stunned for a moment when they saw him, and then they all raised their hands and saluted, "I've met my junior uncle."
Xiang Que said "hmm", Yun Danfeng nodded lightly, and continued walking towards the lake. He just took a few steps and saw Xiang An, Ji Chang and Yuan Jue who had come after hearing the news.
The three of them may have almost burst into tears. It is not only their master who has returned, but also their pillar of support in Qingshan. During the days when the old man is not here, the lives of these three disciples have not been very easy.
"Master..." Ji Chang's eyes were red, he bit his lips, and took his arm and said, "You are finally back."
"master!"
"master……"
Xiang Que frowned and said, "Let's talk about it when we get back. How unbecoming it is to have a lot of snot and tears."
"Disciples are aggrieved." Ji Chang shook his arm and said, "Where are you going back?"
"Wherever I live, of course I will return."
"Then you can't go back. We live in the inner hall now. We lived in the outer hall a few decades ago, and we only moved back in the past two years." Yuan Jue said with an aggrieved look.
Xiang Que raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"
Zhang Hengheng smiled and said to the people around him: "With him, Qingshan will not be lonely. It is not only lively... but also noisy."
Wang Zhanzhu sighed and said: "Actually, I think that life is also very good. Our life is too ordinary. The life of my uncle is the life that people of my generation should aspire to."
Xiang Que walked a few steps, suddenly turned around, looked at the disciples, thought for a moment, pointed at Zhang Hengheng, Wang Zhanzhu and Gu Qinghan said: "You, you and you."
"Ah?" The three of them were confused.
Xiang Que said: "I have shortcomings in my disciples. If you come here and kowtow, I will accept them."
Xiang Que has always been very hasty in accepting disciples. When he first took over Xiang An, Ji Chang and Yuan Jue, accepting disciples was like ordering dishes, accepting whoever he ordered.
Zhang Hengheng jumped on his feet and said very dissatisfied: "I am also the third senior brother of Qingshan. If you accept people like this, where will I put my face?"
After Wang Zhanzhu was stunned, he trotted up to Xiang Que and knelt on the ground with a bang, banging his head, and said: "Disciple has seen the master..."
Gu Qinghan was still a little dazed, because he never thought that the most famous junior uncle in Qingshan Sect would suddenly give him a shot. His head felt dizzy, and then his feet became numb and he forgot to move.
Half a day later, someone pushed Gu Qinghan behind him, and he trotted over, followed by "bang, bang" three times.
Then, many people had envious looks on their faces.
Xiang Que glanced at Zhang Hengheng, said "Let's go" and turned around. Zhang Hengheng licked his lips and looked at the backs of the people in front of him. He was quite unwilling, but as the pride of the third senior brother, he felt that his knees
should be hard
Some are, you see, if you want to accept a disciple, just accept one, but make it more formal, such as saying, "I think you have good qualifications, and you are indeed one of the best among people. From now on, I will rely on you to inherit my mantle..."
"Isn't it difficult to say this?
Xiang An whispered: "You don't care about Third Senior Brother anymore?"
"When he comes over, he'll knock four of them!"
Seeing that Xiang Que's figure was almost gone, Zhang Hengheng didn't wait for the words he wanted to hear. He sighed quietly, then staggered forward with a sly look, and at the same time dropped a sentence in his mouth.
.
"Who is so wicked, why would you push me..."
The people behind Zhang Hengheng were at least a few feet away from him. Someone asked in confusion: "Is he crazy? He is so far away. Who can push him?"
Zhang Hengheng jumped up behind Xiang Que, bent his knees and knelt on the ground, and said to Xiang Que without looking back: "You have one more person than others."
Zhang Hengheng said speechlessly: "Why?"
"For no reason, if you want to become a disciple, you can have another one, because I am your master and I have the final say."
Zhang Hengheng lowered his head in humiliation, and heard someone behind him shout: "Third Senior Brother, do you want us to push you in the head again?"