ca-book Chapter 41 Long Aotian's Xiu 3rd Generation Senior Brother 4
Chapter 41 Long Aotian's Xiu 3rd Generation Senior Brother 4
"My God!"
"how can that be?"
"Lin Shu, you idiot, run away!"
The onlookers were stunned by the sword, and then became commotion.
"Ahh, Xue Lingyu, you bastard, you're ready to kill!"
Lin Shu was so mouth-watering that he stood in front of the irresistible and tyrannical sword wind, and put on a defensive posture with no love in his heart, just like a small cabbage in the wind and rain.
The gust of wind was getting closer and closer, and the bitter face of the young monk was almost desperate.
To die to die.
And Qu Yang regretted it since he swung that sword.
This move is called Zhanyue, and it is considered a semi-finished product that has been pondered recently. He has almost never used it. He doesn't know how much sword intent should be injected, but he just made a sword.
Fortunately, he suppressed his strength before making the move.
But now it seems that he still can't hold back, the little white mouse can't resist half a move, and is on the verge of death.
On Qing Jun's face that had been smirking all the year round, Yao Hei's bright eyes flickered, and Qu Yang looked serious, holding the hilt of the sword and quickly pulling towards him.
At this time, the profound sword intent has surged into waves, and the vast soup rushes forward.
The unchanging sky was pierced by the overflowing sword wind, revealing a few bottomless space cracks.
In the blink of an eye, following Qu Yang's attack, the sword wind that rushed straight like a dragon was sucked by this force from a distance.
The river flows backwards, and the waves roll back.
Hearing the exclamation in his ear, Lin Shu opened his eyes.
The mighty transcendent sword wind stagnated a foot in front of him, and drifted back obediently. When it reached the handsome young man, the aura and sword intent were crushed into a thin mist, which obscured his expression.
Lin Shu: "..."
Good guy, and quite handsome.
Then, he spat again, tears welling up in his eyes.
Survive survived!
The cracks in the sky slowly healed, the mist melted, Qu Yang turned his head: "Sorry, I couldn't take it in."
Lin Shu's mood went up and down, and now he didn't want to talk to him at all, but he was envious of Qu Yang's experience in kendo.
"It's okay," Lin Shu choked out two words, instead of looking at Qu Yang, he stared at the long sword with a few drops of mist, "I heard that you got the advice of the hidden sword cultivator who is about to ascend? "
Hearing this, the monks who were busily dividing up the spirit stones below stopped their movements one by one, thinking deeply.
That sword cultivator who made a sudden appearance at the Wanfu Chamber of Commerce...
Just by getting advice, has his strength improved by leaps and bounds?It must be too insane.
Although they feel that this reality is very crazy, many people are still moved and their ears are pricked up.
Qu Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, nodding his head should be: "Yes, that senior swordsman has almost ascended to the ascension, so he wants to leave some insights on swordsmanship for thousands of years for future generations. How can he be a high-spirited and virtuous man."
"I was fortunate to meet him in Tianque City. The old sword repairman said that I had a special destiny with him, so he injected the sword intent into my sea of consciousness. After digesting it for a few days, I got the true inheritance of his sword technique."
He smiled shyly: "It's all a fluke."
Every sentence is like a third-rate vernacular, fascinating but full of fiction, but here is the fact that no one can believe it.Not only did he believe it, but he was also extremely envious and enthusiastic.
Lin Shu hissed, "So strong?"
"Is there still a fake?" Qu Yang put the sword back into its sheath with a smile, reckoning that he had been out for a while, and it was time to retire, "The old sword cultivator's preaching conference will be held here in about ten days. The Danyang Sect will be held at the foot of the mountain, if Fellow Daoist Lin is interested, I will go with you when you leave the Taiwei Secret Realm."
"If the old sword repairer still remembers me, I will definitely recommend it to you."
Visual impact, celebrity effect, and deliberate inducement, Lin Shu was successfully fooled into limping after a set of combined punches. The corners of his eyes were moist because of his escape from death. He quickly walked a few steps to Qu Yang, so moved that he sobbed.
"Fellow Daoist Xue is willing to recommend me, of course I am happy. I, Lin Shu, have kept this great favor in my heart. From now on, I am willing to go up the mountain of swords and down the sea of fire for Fellow Daoist Xue, even if I die!"
"Friend Daoist Lin, you can't do this, you can't do it."
Xiao Li impatiently flew to the side of the two, and gave Lin Shu a soft snort, seeing Li Wangyou's dog.
Facing Qu Yang's gentle eyes, Xiao Li pursed his lips and said anxiously: "I was really sorry earlier, I threw the sword out to win and offended you. Cough, I have admired Senior Sword Cultivator for a long time, I don't know if I can..."
"Naturally," Qu Yang was very optimistic about the marketing of these two geniuses, it would be great if Xiao Li took the initiative to send them to your door, and nodded with a smile, "When the old sword repairer comes, I will take you two to visit. "
Seeing Xiao Li, Qu Yang was overjoyed at first, then the expression on his face became complicated, and he couldn't help laughing playfully from the bottom of his heart.
Sure enough, Xiao Li said in a deep voice: "I won't talk about superfluous hypocrisy. From now on, whenever Fellow Daoist Xue has an order, just send the jade slip to me, and Xiao will never refuse."
Alas, it would be great to be able to advertise the deity's Sanwu fake products, but if there are too many, there is no need, really...
"Too polite, two fellow daoists," the young cultivator clasped his fists together, "I still have something to do, so I can't accompany you."
Qu Yang was about to walk in the sky, when the monks below let out a burst of shouts, which spread eight feet away with spiritual energy, it was deafening.
"Fellow Daoist Xue, don't go!"
"Fellow Daoist Xue has a look at me, how about you recommending me?"
"How did you run so fast?"
Lu Liuhan stared blankly at that figure getting further and further away, feeling empty in his heart.
The sword intent just now is far away and misty, it must be open-minded, those who are devoted to the cultivation of the sword can't comprehend it.
Colluding with Moxiu...Xue Changzhou will, but Xue Lingyu will never.
She severed ties with her master and her senior brother, and from then on she just treated her as a stranger, didn't she make the senior brother feel cold?
"Girl, your spirit stone."
A hand was handed over, and Lu Liuhan won most of the bet on the spirit stone. She lowered her head and reached out to take the spirit stone, but her heart was a little heavy.
She took out the jade slip, frowned and considered her words, and sent paragraphs to Sword Master Xuan Yi who was retreating.
……
At night, a huge flying boat flew into the sky carrying thousands of disciples.
The chief elder of the Danyang Sect took out a conch-shaped magic weapon. The material of the magic weapon is unknown. The ivory white shell is soft and moist, with four depressions on it.
The elder in charge took out a piece of petal-shaped red crystal from the storage bag, carefully put it into the depression, and it fit perfectly.
"Lingxiaozong, Leixingpai, Jianchaozong," he raised his head and called, "The key."
The "keys" of the other two sects were sent by the elders, and the key of Jian Chaozong was taken by Wu Zhe, the head disciple.
The key was originally placed on the Second Elder's body, but he was forced to take it out of the storage bag after the incident.
The last key was also put into the groove, and the elder in charge said in a deep voice, "The secret realm of Taiwei will be opened, and enter in an orderly manner."
The spiritual energy was poured into the conch magic weapon, and all the disciples stared at it without blinking. A layer of faint light appeared on the conch, and there was a soothing and charming music, and then it flew into the air, turning into a magic weapon leading to the secret realm. swirl.
Qu Yang was not in a hurry to go in, he watched the disciples of various sects making dumplings, and rushed into the secret realm, and waited until the crowd was almost gone, and it was no longer so crowded, before taking a leisurely walk.
The corner of the clothes seemed to be pulled off by someone, Qu Yang turned around, and saw a somewhat familiar young face.
"It's you."
The young disciple lowered his head, and gave a weak "hmm" when he heard this: "Brother, you still remember me."
Qu Yang looked around, and found that other monks entered the secret realm together in small groups, but there was no one around him, so he asked with a smile, "Where are the disciples who came with you and entered the secret realm together?"
Aggrieved and embarrassed expressions appeared on the young disciple's face, and he replied slowly: "They..."
He groaned for a long time, but he didn't have the nerve to say anything.
But Qu Yang already knew it in his heart: "What happened that night, they should still blame me for watching with cold eyes, harbor resentment in their hearts, or suspect that I was taken away by someone and dare not approach me."
"Of all the people, except for Wu Zhe, who is business-like, only you and I are the closest. They are jealous and jealous of you, so they spread their dissatisfaction on you, and they don't plan to let you stay in the team. Right?"
The little disciple suddenly raised his head and looked at him in surprise, wanting to ask "how do you know that".
Qu Yang walked in the air, walked towards the secret realm at a leisurely pace, did not see the little disciple's surprised expression, and looked ahead: "Let me maliciously guess again, they may have said something else, since you have been treated differently by me, Why don't you come and form a team with me, what to do in their team, and other such exclusionary words."
"Brother, how do you know?" The little disciple couldn't hold back his words, and one of them couldn't hold back and asked directly.
Qu Yang smiled and said, "What's so difficult about knowing this?"
"Since I came back from Tianque City, Junior Brother Chu's state of mind is very weak. I am afraid that something bad will happen to him, so I came here specially to participate in the secret realm, so as to protect him. If you don't mind following me, I'm afraid you won't learn much in the secret realm. follow behind."
The little disciple was very pleasantly surprised: "Thank you, brother!"
The secret realm is dangerous, and disciples fall into it every year. Without his companions, he is helpless and unable to please.
Anyway, he didn't have much ambition to repay his defeat, and it was just right to paddle behind Senior Brother Xue of Xianyu.
There were only two people left around, and the little disciple and Qu Yang both speeded up their pace.
As soon as he entered the door, the little disciple sighed: "I really envy Senior Brother Chu Xiao. There is a Senior Brother like you who thinks of him everywhere. He never forgets to follow and protect him when he enters the secret realm."
Qu Yang smiled and didn't answer.
After passing through the vortex, the white light pierced people's eyes so hard that they couldn't open their eyes, and they were dizzy for a while.
When I opened my eyes again, what I saw was a darkness that was not much better than the pitch-black sky before I came here.
Qu Yang looked around, it seemed that he was in a closed cave, a bit dry and cold.
There are hundreds of nearly a thousand disciples around, whether they are from the four well-known sects or from other sects, they are all here.
At this time, the disciples were all frowning in worry, looking down for something.
He went straight to a place and knocked on the wall three times.
"Boom."
The nine stone gates buzzed open, and in the circular area where they were standing and in the passage behind the stone gates, the torches on the wall were lit one by one, giving off a warm orange light.