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Nine hundred and sixtieth chapters eighth-level heaven

Yes.

Lin Beichen had forgotten about completing the task.

Because now that I'm back, I can't seem to find a suitable candidate.

Whether you can complete this KEEP mission [The Rise of the Sword Immortal Academy] depends only on luck and your face. Young Master Lin thinks his face is quite good-looking, so maybe a miracle will happen at the last moment?

But the sword formation technique of this crazy old scholar in front of him was too attractive to him.

Because this technique was almost exclusively developed for his ability to control metals with his metal-based profound energy.

Once he has mastered the art of sword formation, Lin Beichen can be sure that the combat effectiveness of his own innate profound energy of the metal system will definitely explode, far surpassing the other four systems of profound energy.

At that time, even the gods at the seventh or eighth level will have to kneel down and call daddy in front of such a sword formation.

If the apprenticeship is successful, the effect will be roughly the same as completing the KEEP mission.

"By the way, senior just said he wanted to find me, why?"

Lin Beichen asked curiously.

Wang Qigong touched his white beard and said: "Of course I will accept you as my disciple."

Lin Beichen:(?w?).

Isn't this a coincidence? Isn't it?

Is this considered a bastard's eye on Mung Bean?

"Master is here."

He immediately knelt down and paid homage to his master without hesitation, saying: "Disciple Lin Beichen, pay homage to my master."

Wang Qigong touched his chin, feeling that something was wrong, and said, "Don't you ask why I want to accept you as my disciple?"

Lin Beichen said: "Junior knows without asking. The senior must have seen that the junior is handsome, jade tree stands in the wind, has extraordinary talent, amazing talent, bravery, responsibility, chivalrous and courageous, and has the demeanor of your youth, so he took the initiative to accept a disciple.

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Wang Qigong nodded with satisfaction: "You are very good at talking..."

Lin Beichen stood up and said righteously: "I'm just telling the facts that everyone knows."

Wang Qigong said again: "I haven't seen such a shameless person like you in Baiyun City for a long, long time."

Lin Beichen said without changing his expression: "After all, excellent people are always lonely."

Wang Qigong chuckled and said: "But you are wrong. I want to accept you as my disciple, but I just don't want that bastard Ding Sanshi to have such a famous disciple."

"oh."

Lin Beichen looked understanding and said, "You are jealous of Lao Ding."

"Bah, my old man is truly the number one genius in Baiyun City. How can I be jealous of that shameless guy... I just can't bear to see him, a loser, relying on your name and pretending to be powerful everywhere."

Wang Qigong became angry when he talked about it.

"Oh, it turns out it's envy."

Lin Beichen said thoughtfully. The fastest updated mobile version::

"It's not envy."

Wang Qigong was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and said sternly: "Would I envy him? It's just that he is not worthy of a disciple like you."

"It turns out to be envy, jealousy and hatred."

Lin Beichen was thoughtful again.

"Fart, you...do you have a brain problem?"

Wang Qigong was repeatedly poked at his thoughts, and became angry with shame. He sighed and said: "Since you have become a disciple, from today on, you are my disciple. From now on, you can no longer see that good-for-nothing Ding Sanshi...

"

"stop."

Lin Beichen made a stop gesture and said: "You mean, you want me to betray the master?"

"To be precise, it's abandonment."

Wang Qi is fair.

"Abandoning your mentor for the sake of the sword formation technique?"

Lin Beichen said speechlessly: "Then I am so inhuman."

"Who said that if you abandoned Ding Sanshi and became my disciple, I would teach you the art of sword formation?" Wang Qigong said in surprise: "I just gave you a chance to become my disciple. As for whether you can get the sword formation

The teaching of secret techniques will depend on your performance, and we will wait thirty to fifty years."

Lin Beichen was stunned, sighed, and said: "It turns out that the most shameless person is you, Uncle Wang."

"I am over-flattered."

Wang Qigong stroked his beard and laughed.

"Farewell."

Lin Beichen turned around and left.

"I can bet."

Wang Qigong looked at Lin Beichen's back and said proudly: "You can't get out of this courtyard... Haha, you are just playing hard to get, asking me to ask you to keep you, haha, I don't want to, if I take the initiative to beg you today, I will

Let me write my last name backwards."

Lin Beichen's figure disappeared at the gate of the courtyard.

Wang Qigong was still not in a hurry.

He sneered with certainty of victory: "I bet that you will never leave the Sword Formation Research Institute after you walk out of this courtyard. Haha, it is too naive to want to compete with me."

Lin Beichen didn't respond.

Like a little rabbit, Yue Ya'er jumped up to the low wall, looked out with the palm of his hand, and said happily: "Grandpa, he's gone, he's gone, he has already walked out of the Sword Array Research Institute."

Wang Qigong pulled off one of his beards and said calmly: "This kid has a good attitude, but I bet that if he walks a thousand meters, he will definitely come..."

"Grandpa, grandpa, he has walked a thousand meters..."

"Haha, then wait until he passes the corner of Fulu Street."

"It's already passed. It went very quickly."

"Huh? It's impossible... I don't believe that he would not turn around and come back when he passed Feijiao Tower."

"Grandpa, my eldest brother not only passed the Feijiao Tower, but also passed the Abandoned Fort, and also passed the Strange Bird Bridge, and also... it's invisible now."

"What? This kid is so ruthless, I don't believe it. How can he not be tempted after seeing my sword formation skills? Ding Sanshi, that shameless loser, only has two or five apprentices. There was one before.

Cao Potian, can Lin Beichen still be surprised now?"

"Grandpa, I think the person who is going to regret it may be you."

"Bah, grandpa, I regret a lot of things. How can I regret him in his turn?"

"You are so stubborn, Grandpa, my eldest brother is born to be able to control flying swords. Haven't you seen it?"

"Yeah, that's why I... wait, you mean, that guy can control flying swords with mental power like you? That's indeed a good idea, but..."

"No, Grandpa, unlike me, he does not use mental power, but a more advanced control method. Grandpa, I feel that he may be the 'Absolute Sword Body' you are looking for."

"What? The ethereal physique that exists in ancient books? Him? How is that possible?"

"Grandpa, you should know my sensitivity to this system."

"You... girl, you didn't lie to me, did you?"

"No, you haven't seen it with your own eyes. Big brother controls the flying sword in just one thought. There is no fluctuation of profound energy or mental power... You can't be wrong. It is the 'Absolute Sword Body'."

"Walk."

"What to do?"

"Go and kneel down and beg that boy to come back."

"But you said, if you take the initiative to ask him, then..."

"Oh, don't talk nonsense. It doesn't matter if you write the character "王" upside down."





City Lord's Mansion.

Lu Guanhai's sword was as bright as lightning and he struck without mercy.

The dozen or so sword cultivators who rushed to the front didn't realize it yet. They only felt the sword light flashing in front of their eyes, and endless chill and darkness covered their consciousness, and death came.

Luo Xuan, the elder of the Immortal Sword Sect, was horrified and retreated frantically.

She can't stop this kind of swordsmanship.

If they were to face each other, I'm afraid they would die within three moves.

But Lu Guanhai obviously didn't intend to let her go.

The sword flashed.

The sharp sword intent broke through the void and slashed straight at Luo Xuan.

"Sect Master, save me."

Luo Xuan shouted in horror.

call out!

A bright sword light suddenly appeared from nowhere.

Ding!

The long sword in Lu Guanhai's hand was hit by the sword light, trembled suddenly, and immediately turned into metal powder and scattered.

"Eighth level of heavenly power?"

Lu Guanhai's expression changed drastically and he quickly retreated.

The opponent's true top celestial being finally showed up.


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