"Disciple is willing to worship the sect master as his teacher!" Lu Chen thought about it again and again, and immediately knelt down and kowtowed three times respectfully.
"Don't worry, it's not a joke for you to be my closed disciple. Find a suitable opportunity another day to gather everyone in the sect and hold an apprenticeship ceremony!" Murong Xuan felt happy when he saw that Lu Chen was willing to be his disciple.
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Every martial arts master in this continent chooses his favorite disciples to inherit his mantle, but among Murong Xuan's four close disciples, none of them satisfy him.
Putting aside their qualifications for the moment, these disciples are quite different in terms of their character. They are constantly fighting in the sect, intrigues and deceitful, and have a narrow-minded nature. They are really embarrassing for people in high positions.
But Lu Chen is different. He is mature and prudent, humble and low-key, and he also uses amazing understanding, very much like Murong Xuan when he was young.
"There's no need to make such a big fuss!" Lu Chen said calmly. When the news spreads, I'm afraid it will cause an uproar within the sect. Regarding this situation, he actually refused in his heart because he didn't want to
Become the focus of attention of everyone in the sect.
"Become a master and learn skills, and you must not lose the etiquette!" Murong Xuan has a relatively traditional mind, and he must follow the rules when accepting apprentices. Now Lu Chen accepts him as his disciple, and the relationship will naturally become closer in the future, which is equivalent to giving Lu Chen a brand.
, enhance his sense of belonging to the sect.
In the Kyushu Continent, the master-disciple relationship is equivalent to the father-son relationship, which is highly valued by warriors and is of great significance. With this relationship, Lu Chen will surely be able to serve the sect more wholeheartedly in the future.
Lu Chen said helplessly: "Well, since the master is willing to do this, the disciple has no objection!"
"Well, you will take the Xuanqing epee first. In a few days, I will give you a swordsmanship secret book specializing in epee. There is less than half a year left before the Qianlong Competition. You can take advantage of it.
During this period of time, practice hard, accumulate capital, and improve your strength, and one day you will shine!" Murong Xuan nodded.
"Disciple, please remember this!" Lu Chen said, cupping his fists.
After leaving the palace where his master lived, Lu Chen didn't go anywhere and returned directly to Qinglongyuan.
As night falls, the bright moon shines in the sky, casting the entire Sword Sect with a dreamy silver veil.
Lu Chen stood on the edge of the cliff, facing the cool breeze and overlooking the scenery below the mountain, putting his mind in a relaxed state.
"The days without Ji Yun are becoming more and more lonely!" A bitter arc appeared at the corner of Lu Chen's mouth, and no one could understand the emptiness in his heart. Ji Yun's death had a great impact on him.
It seemed like there was a corner vacant, empty, and sadness was spreading in the wind, making him a little sentimental. Maybe only time can heal the trauma in his soul!
As the saying goes, people have joys and sorrows, the moon waxes and wanes, things are unpredictable, and no one knows what will happen tomorrow. Maybe this is life.
Looking back at the beginning, it would be great if everything could go back to the way it was before.
"Lu Chen, let's compete!"
"Your swordsmanship has improved again!"
"Humph, today, you defeated me again!"
Everything is drifting away!
Lu Chen stood on the cliff, alone. In the past, Ji Yun always accompanied him, but now he was alone. Thinking of the familiar and sad scenes in the past, he couldn't help but flash a thought, life
What is the meaning of?
Is it for glory and wealth? Or to marry a wife and have children? Or to become famous all over the world?
At this time, a meteor suddenly streaked across the night sky, leaving a gorgeous trace in the dark night, which was so beautiful that it was breathtaking.
"No, these things are not what I want. What I really want to pursue is to live a wonderful life. Like a shooting star, although it only passes by in the world, what it has left behind is that this world has never had anything like it."
Beautiful traces of my past!”
"Life is wonderful because of fighting, fighting for dreams!"
Lu Chen's heart was surging. He pulled out his soft sword and started to practice with the sword in the night wind. He rolled, wrapped, wound, whittled, pointed, and stabbed, doing whatever he wanted, whatever came to mind, and naturally, his
The swordsmanship actually has a subtle meaning.
The cutting continues, and the reasoning remains chaotic!
From night to day, Lu Chen never stopped holding the sword in his hand, venting his heartfelt thoughts to his heart's content. His face was connected with a sword, and he was immersed in cultivation and couldn't extricate himself.
He missed his father's pampering, missed the days when he and Ji Yun were practicing swordsmanship together, and in his mind was the figure of the woman who was haunting him in his dreams.
This night's practice not only enabled him to realize the truth of life, but also understood another move behind the move of Yin Qing Yuan Que, the drizzle becomes silk.
The swords spread out like a series of crystalline thin lines, slender and dense. Each sword revealed endless thoughts, continuously.
The first ray of sunshine in the morning shone on Lu Chen's face, as if his whole body was coated with a layer of gold powder!
"The Seventh Form of the Shadow Dance Phantom Sword Art: Drizzle Turns into Threads." Lu Chen looked at the rising sun in the distance, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, and smiled.
Endless thoughts were poured into this sword move, making his sword skills filled with an extremely passionate feeling!
Because Ji Yun's death also affected him overnight, he put aside distracting thoughts and his mind returned to calm. A warrior should always have a firm heart.
A truly strong person never dwells on the past, is not afraid of the future, always maintains a normal heart, and faces life with a smile!
A few days later, Murong Xuan summoned everyone in the sect to hold an apprenticeship ceremony and officially announced that he would accept Lu Chen as his disciple. As soon as this news was announced, as expected, it immediately caused an uproar in the Sword Sect.
There are more than 8,000 disciples of the Sword Sect, and there are only four of them who can be valued by the sect leader and accepted as disciples, and all of his disciples are core disciples. Almost all of their parents are elders of our sect, and most of them have profound knowledge.
background and distinguished status.
And Lu Chen is just a commoner with no background, but he can be valued by the sect master. What does this mean? It means that he is excellent!
He was so good that even the sect leader couldn't help but accept a disciple himself. All the eight thousand disciples of the Sword Sect were jealous and envious of him. Becoming a disciple of the sect leader was like climbing a big ladder. No matter his identity or status, he would rise straight up.
And Lu Chen also became the object of worship of all the disciples of the Sword Sect in an instant.
He is the same as everyone else. He is just a commoner, but he can be favored by the sect master. Why? Because he does not rely on anyone, but relies entirely on his own efforts. Others are not even qualified to be jealous, only admiration from the heart.
Three months later, Baima County, Black Wind Mountains!
This majestic mountain range harbors a group of bandits, numbering around three to four hundred people. The bandit leader is Hong Jiu, who is an acquired master.
In addition, he also has two subordinates, the second boss Jin Ping and the third boss Tong Hu from the Black Wind Mountain Range, both of whom are also peak acquired masters.
The three acquired peak masters and a group of people have been entrenched in the Black Wind Mountains for more than ten years. They have dominated one area and no one dares to offend them. They have robbed merchants at the foot of the mountains all the year round and have gained a notorious reputation. Sometimes they even
They would raid nearby villages at night, brutally kill all the men and children, and take away the women. They were extremely cruel and ruthless, causing the people living in this area to complain and make their lives miserable.
There were also strong men from Baima County who led troops to encircle and suppress the people. Unfortunately, the Black Wind Mountain Range was easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the terrain was dangerous. Coupled with the cunningness of this group of bandits, the encirclement and suppression failed many times, and later it was abandoned.
As a result, the bandits in the Black Wind Mountains became more and more famous, and countless green forest heroes also came here to seek shelter!
In the huge mountain village, more than three hundred bandits were arranged into four square formations for training. The person who led them to practice martial arts was none other than Tong Hu, the third leader of the Black Wind Mountain Village. This man was one foot three tall (about two meters), with a tiger-like back and thick eyebrows.
With big eyes and a hateful face, you can tell at a glance that he is a piece of meat.
In the other corner of the village, there was a young man with a cold face. In front of him stood a cross, and tied up was a fat man with big stripes. Jin Ping was holding a sharp dagger in his hand, staring at the other person coldly and saying: "Liu
Tao, you are so courageous, you dare to betray our Black Wind Mountain Range and tip off people outside, tell me, who bribed you!"
The obese man Liu Tao was covered in cuts and bruises. There were blood holes all over his body. The blood kept gushing out and dripping down his skin, turning him into a bloody man. His image was very miserable. He sneered feebly and said: "Zombie."
, be afraid! You Black Wind Villagers have committed many evil deeds and committed many unjust deeds, so you will be killed. Who allowed you to ruin my family and scatter my wife and children? Since you don’t let us live an easy life, then we will all die together!”
"You dare to be so stubborn, right?" Jin Dong swung his dagger, and a piece of flesh was cut off from the fat man's chest. The pain caused Liu Tao to let out a shrill scream.
Jin Dong grabbed the meat that had been cut off from the opponent's body and threw it to the ground nearby. It immediately attracted several wild dogs to bite madly. In addition, there were dense white bones scattered everywhere on the ground. It was estimated that there were more than a dozen of them.
They were all left behind by the second leader, Jin Dong, who dealt with traitors. He was famous for his cruel methods in the village.
"You will be punished. Someone will deal with you soon, cough!" Liu Tao spurted blood from his mouth, laughed miserably for a while, spoke intermittently, and was tortured to death in the blink of an eye.
"Oh, trash!" Jin Dong cursed in a low voice, turned around and walked into the lobby of the village. At a glance, he saw a burly man sitting inside eating fish and meat. This man was Hong Jiu, the notorious leader of the Black Wind Mountains.
There were several beautiful young women waiting around, their clothes half-undressed and forced smiles. It was obvious that they were all robbed from the mountain by bandits. These poor women had no power to restrain the chickens, so they could only let these things happen.
Bandits ruined it.
Seeing someone coming in, Hong Jiu immediately smiled and said: "Come, second brother, sit down and have a drink with me!"
