Yan Bing was practicing swords with his seniors outside the camp. When he saw a familiar figure flying past him, he looked closely and saw that it was no one else but his master. Wang Linfeng had already guessed in his heart that the old man was going to the city and waiting for his junior sister to find him, Yu Mohan had gone.
According to the master before, this time, he only informed a few senior brothers, brothers, and sisters, and their personal teachings. He did not intend to gather many inner and outer disciples who were not good at learning skills. In his opinion, it was better not to call them if they called them. Therefore, the fifth uncle who had not arrived for a long time was the last batch of people he had to wait for.
Although Yu Mohan also has the suffix of "Uncle Master", she is a real woman, and she only has three personal disciples, all of whom are daughters.
One of them should be the ruthless man who made Xue Kui scared?
Oh no... I forgot to ask her what the other person was named yesterday!
Thinking of this, Yan Bing turned around and looked at Xue Kui behind him.
When Xuekui saw Yan Bing looking at her, she immediately showed a bright smile. Yan Bing quickly turned her head back.
Forget it... I'd better wait until I finish practicing the sword before asking.
But things often fail to go as they wish.
The fourth uncle, who was leading everyone in front of him to dance the sword, obviously had no intention of stopping easily. Maybe he had not seen Feixia Sect gathered so many disciples for a long time, and was a little excited. He danced for an entire hour, changed the two sets of sword techniques over and over again, but he still had no intention of stopping. He dragged it until the old man led the fifth uncle and three people to send it back in person, and then he slowly put away his sword moves and went up to greet him.
Yan Bing hurriedly rushed to the abortion of the fifth uncle, grabbed Xuekui's wrist and pulled her aside. Just as he was about to ask, he heard the old man behind him calling his name.
"Qihua! Qihua!? Come here, I have seen your fifth uncle!"
As the old man shouted, everyone turned around and saw Yan Bing holding Xue Kui's wrist.
Everyone who watched the fun was not too serious immediately clapped their hands and started to make a fuss...
A cold look came in an instant, passing through everyone and shooting at Yan Bing, which made her shudder.
Then he smiled bitterly.
OK, no need to ask, it must be her...
Yan Bing smiled helplessly, walked over to the fifth uncle, bowed and said in a deep voice: "Yan Qihua has met the fifth uncle."
Yu Mohan nodded with a smile, and then began to introduce his personal disciples to Yan Bing one by one.
"This is your senior sister Zi Yan,"
Yan Bing stepped forward and bowed: "Senior Sister Ziyan!"
The other party nodded with a smile.
"This is your senior sister Lan Xin"
"Senior Sister Lan Xin." Yan Bing bowed and bowed again.
Lan Xin smiled and nodded.
"This person... although he is younger than you, he gets started much earlier than you. You have to call him Senior Sister, and her name is Luo Qing."
Yan Bing walked to a little girl who was half a head shorter than her with a wry smile, bowed her hands, and shouted with a smile: "Senior Sister Luo Qing."
Luo Qing smiled slightly and nodded, but his eyes were filled with extremely coldness and hostility... Yan Bing's eyebrows couldn't help but jump...
Little brat! If you weren't my senior sister, I would just look at you!! I would have to slap you!!!
"Don't look at her smallness, she is extremely talented. Now she has reached the threshold of Mingjin Realm." Uncle Mo Han introduced with a proud look on his face.
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OK, can't beat
I didn't say it...
"Oh!? That's really good!" The old man nodded when he heard this, then slowly raised his hand and pointed at Yan Bing, and said with a smirk: "Senior brother, this disciple, is still a little poor in understanding! I have been learning with me for more than half a year! I've only been in the early stage of the Marrow Cleansing Realm! I'm really ashamed..."
"Half-year marrow cleaning!!!??"
"I'll go!!! It's true and fake!!!?"
"She's not young anymore... Could it be that she used to work hard!??"
"But can people with basic skills learn our swordsmanship?"
"Yes...!? Then our junior sister is simply a monster!!!"
The disciples' discussions and admiration came one after another, and the old man's expression became more and more proud, and he laughed while stroking his beard.
On the other hand, although Mr. Mo Han was also smiling, the smile on his face was obviously a little stiff...
But the old man obviously didn't plan to let Uncle Mo Han go, stroked his beard and continued to say loudly: "You are all too ridiculous to her! She is just better in life and her aura is deep and purple!! The understanding is not much different from that of you! Not big!! Hahahaha!"
While speaking, the old man secretly looked at Mo Han's face. Seeing her biting her lip slightly, her face turned blue, the old man smiled even more happily and shouted loudly: "Come on! Come on! You all get out of the open space and let my good disciple demonstrate her own new sword skills to you!! It will make this trip worthwhile! Hahaha..."
Hearing this, everyone immediately retreated and stood in a circle around Yan Bing, with their eyes full of anticipation.
Except for two people...
One is Uncle Mo Han...
One is Xiao Luoqing...
The smiles on both of them have begun to twist...
Although Yan Bing always likes to be low-key, after all, her master's mission cannot be violated. She had to take the order with a wry smile, slowly pull out Qingxuan, walk to the open space in the middle, ignite the sea of qi, and attach the deep purple qi to the sword front...
"It's really purple!!!"
"The last purple aura!! It seems that it is our ancestor!??"
"No, no, no! The previous one was the twelfth generation leader! But... that happened more than a thousand years ago!?"
"A monster that is rare in a thousand years!!"
"Uh-huh!"
Listening to everyone's praise, the old man was so happy that his facial features were almost squeezed together. He covered his mouth and kept laughing, and his eyes glanced at Uncle Mo Han's face from time to time. It would be fine if he didn't look at it. After reading it, he just covered his stomach and squatted on the ground and couldn't stand up...
Yan Bing looked at the old man speechlessly...
How much hatred do you have with your junior sister?
Do you dare to be more immoral?
After all, you are your junior sister, right?
I thought to perform quickly and leave quickly. I don’t want to be that “shower”! Oh, “shower”!
Thinking of this, Yan Bing directly poured the energy into Qingxuan, and the "buzz...buzz..." sounded immediately, and Qingxuan's sword body gradually turned red! The voice of discussion disappeared, and everyone was holding their breath and staring at the red sword in Yan Bing's hand.
Yan Bing gently stumbled the sword to the ground while silently counting time in her heart. According to her estimate, this state can only last for three minutes at most. Once it exceeds three minutes, the sword body will be completely melted into liquid by the high temperature caused by resonance. Although she can't stand the old man showing off her, she doesn't want to really let the master make a fool of himself in front of everyone, so it is very important to maintain it within a safe time.
As the sword was easily inserted into the solid ground like cutting tofu, waves of rustling sounds sounded in the crowd. The old man seemed not very satisfied. He directly stretched out his hand and led the sword of the guard at the gate of the camp to Yan Bing, suspended in the air, and crossed a layer of deep blue aura, his own aura...
Although the old man was not in tune with the surface, he had already wanted to take the school entrance exam to get the power of Yan Bing's move. Today, he took advantage of this opportunity to try it out.
Yan Bing looked at the sabre in front of him, then looked at the old man beside him, and then smiled. She had already vaguely guessed the master's intention, so she used 50% of the force to wave the blade!
And as Yan Bing stared with breathing, the scene in front of him turned into a slow motion shot of the movie again.
She could almost clearly see how the Gaozhen particle sword in her hand tear opens layers of blue qi after layer, without any stagnation, until the last qi completely peeled off, Qing Xuan dripped through the saber's blade with great ease, divided one into two, and finally smashed it straight to the ground...
At this moment, the audience was quiet...
Yan Bing himself was also stunned...
Only the old man showed a gratified smile... he stroked his beard and nodded slightly... and then laughed happily!
The laughter woke everyone up, and Yan Bing, who was stunned in the spot...
"Senior Brother... you didn't let the water go?" Uncle Mo Han looked at the old man with a gloomy face.
The old man continued to smile, pointed at Yan Bing and said, "You have watched the whole process, have you seen your senior brother letting water?"
Mo Han narrowed his eyes slightly, silent...
"There are some successors in my Feixia Sect—!!!" Uncle Situ suddenly screamed, scaring everyone, but he didn't care at all, jumped directly to the old man, held his shoulder with both hands and shook desperately.
"Where did you find this treasure!!! My senior brother of the sect!!! You have made great contributions!!!"
Master Situ was almost in a state of hysteria, and his mouth flew across the old man and he leaned back and forth. If everyone hadn't pulled him away in time, he would have to hold the old man and kiss him.
Yan Bing looked at Qingxuan in her hand tremblingly, and her excitement was beyond words...
Of course, she would not be so superficial that she felt that she could defeat a master like the old man. After all, if she really fought, the other party would not be able to stand there and let you cut.
Maybe in just one breath, the other party's sword had already pierced his heart.
But the sword just now is enough to prove another point!
That is the power of science!!!
Sure enough, science is the real kingdom!!!
At this moment, Yan Bing seemed to be as excited and excited as if he had regained the faith in his heart.
As Yan Bing slowly withdrew the energy that was poured into Qingxuan, his excited heart began to calm down gradually...
Turning his head and looking at the old man with a smile on his face, a faint feeling of anxiety in his heart...
Can the master's aura... block the muskets and cannons I invented...?
Did I... accidentally... open Pandora's magic box...??