Hua Chenglu was still a child after all. She sighed in amazement as she looked at the otherfolk Mu Kui.
"That's a nice sword. What's it called?" Although Hwa Seung-zan had seen many high grade spiritual artifacts before, he knew how precious they were. Regular Qi Practitioners would be fortunate to possess a single one when they reached the eighth or ninth layer.
Li Qingshan said, "I obtained one out of luck, but I don't know its name. Oh right, what's the name of this stream?"
"It doesn't have a proper name. It's just a stream."
Li Qingshan said, "Alright, then I'll call this sword the Clear Stream sword."
High grade spiritual artifacts were good, but they were nothing in his eyes. He could afford the price of a supreme grade spiritual artifact right now, but there was no need for him to be so wasteful. Using the Clear Stream sword as a starting point was already very impressive.
It was a stream right now, but it would definitely become a great river in the future.
Hwa Seung-zan said, "Where's Little Ann?"
Li Qingshan said, "He's still sleeping!" In reality, Little Ann was originally waiting on one side, but he sensed their arrival, so he hid back in the pavilion.
Hwa Seung-zan knew that Li Qingshan had already made up his mind. He would not let Little Ann join the school, so he stopped trying to persuade him. "Have you decided? Do you want to join the school of He?"
"Didn't you want me to join the school of Legalism?"
"If you're willing to join, I'll obviously be happy. If you're unwilling, I won't force you either."
"We'll talk about tomorrow's matters tomorrow!"
… …
"Tomorrow" arrived very soon. A spring rain that was as thin as a cow's hair fell from the sky. The air was moist and cool, and the surrounding scenery seemed particularly fresh too. Perhaps because he practised Gui Water true qi, he liked this weather very much.
The climate of the Clear River prefecture was rather similar to the jiangnan of his past life. Looking down from the cloud, the ground was criss-crossed with a web of water. Many farmers were currently transplanting rice seedlings in the paddy fields. It was a scene of a water village.
Seeing such a small cloud fly low in the sky, the farmers didn't show any expressions of surprise. The existence of a cultivator. It was not a secret in this world.
As people who lived close to the Clear River prefecture, their horizons were much broader than those who lived in Qingyang city or Jiaping city, so they no longer found it strange after seeing it many times. Compared to that, transplanting seedlings was a little more important. That would determine a year's harvest.
Only the children raised their heads and pointed at the cloud. They even ran with it for a while. There was a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
Today was the entrance examination for the Hundred Schools of Thought. Li Qingshan did not travel with Hua Chenglu. Apart from Hua Chenglu and Yu Zijian, there were other descendants of the Hua family who would also be entering the Hundred Schools of Thought this year, so there was no point in staying together. They only agreed to meet in front of the Hundred Schools of Thought.
The Hundred Schools of Thought was around fifty kilometers away from Clear River city. It was not particularly close, nor was it particularly far. If he rode the clouds, he could arrive in under two hours.
Li Qingshan was not in a hurry. He leisurely traveled half the distance. Suddenly, he felt a sharp killing intent coming from the ground.
The ground was a series of small, undulating hills. There were barely any traces of people within several dozen kilometers, so it was a perfect place for an ambush.
On one of the hills stood a grey-haired man in luxurious violet clothes. His cultivation was a startling tenth layer Qi Practitioner. He happened to be the vice sect master of the school, Wei Zhongyuan.
He was displeased with Begonia's decision. He had to avenge his son's death. It did not take him much effort. He found out that Li Qingshan was in the Hua family and was about to enroll in the Hundred Schools of Thought. He was afraid of barging into the Hua family to demand for him, but once Li Qingshan entered the Hundred Schools of Thought, there was nothing he could do to him anymore.
As a result, he made up his mind and stood guard along the way. Even if he could not capture Li Qingshan alive and interrogate him about everything, he still had to kill him to vent his hatred. The only thing he worried about was Li Qingshan travelling with the Hua family. However, when he saw Li Qingshan appear alone, he was overjoyed. Killing intent erupted from him.
At that moment, his eyes were filled with fury. His violet clothes ruffled despite the absence of wind. He was awe-inspiring like a mountain.
Li Qingshan could tell with a single glance that he was a tenth layer Qi Practitioner. Although he did not know Wei Zhongyuan's identity, he could guess who he was. He stopped in the clouds and asked loudly, "Are you the vice sect master of the school, Wei Zhongyuan?"
"Get down here!" Wei Zhongyuan raised his hand, and white true qi condensed in his palm. A streak of white light rushed into the air.
That streak of white light instantly reminded Li Qingshan of Hao Pingyang's Yellow Dragon's Cannon of Devouring Light. That streak of white light was shockingly fast. Even if it was on the ground, it would not be easy to dodge it, let alone in the sky.
However, although he was shocked, he did not panic. He carried Little Ann and leaped into the air. He was secretly shocked when he saw the streak of white light piercing through the clouds.
His body fell to the ground. The Fog Treading Technique required time to condense, and Wei Zhongyuan obviously would not give him the time.
Wei Zhongyuan waved his sleeves backward. The mountain rocks under his feet shattered, and rocks flew everywhere. He was already like a cannonball, rushing towards the place where Li Qingshan landed.
He opened his right hand and made another move, intending to capture Li Qingshan alive.
However, at that moment, Li Qingshan's figure suddenly disappeared.
"Invisibility Talisman? Insignificant skill? " Wei Zhongyuan snorted coldly, and then his expression changed slightly. This was because Li Qingshan's aura had also disappeared without a trace. Even with his cultivation of qi practitioner level 10, he could not grasp it.
He raised his hands, and threw a hundred punches in a row at the place where Li Qingshan might land. Boom, boom, boom, boom. A series of explosions rang out, and a layer of a small mountain was directly shaved off. Smoke and dust rose everywhere, but there was no trace of Li Qingshan. His frown deepened.
It was not a big deal to be able to conceal his figure, but to be able to conceal his aura so cleanly, he must have cultivated some kind of secret technique. If he did not get rid of this person, he would definitely become a great threat in the future.
Therefore, he held his breath and concentrated. No matter what kind of secret technique it was, once it was used, there would definitely be a leak of aura.
Even if it stirred up an unnatural breeze, he would be able to sense it and break through Li Qingshan's concealment technique.
Li Qingshan had obviously used the Glazed Mirror of Invisibility to conceal himself. Seeing how Wei Zhongyuan guarded below like a furious lion, he knew something was amiss. He raised his hand and summoned the Clear Stream sword.
The Clear Stream Sword hovered in the air, and he stood on it. Even though he was still far from being able to use the Art of Sword Flight, it was not difficult to support his weight.
The only thing he needed to consider was how he was supposed to deal with Wei Zhongyuan. If regular Qi Practitioners faced such a terrifying enemy, they would definitely think about how to flee. However, what Li Qingshan considered was how to kill him. Coupled with the hundred treasures pouch of a tenth layer Qi Practitioner, his chances of reaching Daemon General would definitely increase.
However, this place seemed to be desolate, and both the Hundred Schools of Thought and the Clear River prefecture were too close. Transforming into a daemon was extremely dangerous, but right now, he was out in the open, while Wei Zhongyuan was hidden in the shadows.
However, right now, he was out in the open, while Wei Zhongyuan was hidden. With Xiao An's assistance, almost ten supreme grade talismans, and the Cursive Sword Calligraphy, it was not impossible for him to succeed. Oh right, there was also his newly learned sword manipulation technique.
The Clear Stream sword turned into a green arc, stabbing towards the back of Wei Zhongyuan's neck.
Wei Zhongyuan suddenly turned around and smiled viciously. "Found you."
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