Chai Qingshan said softly to the two children, "Look carefully at how others comprehend the sword while watching the tide! When Qi Jiajie was eighteen, twenty-seven, and thirty-six years old, he had watched the Guangling tide three times. Finally, he comprehended the method of operating the Qi activity of the Sudden Inspiration. Looking at the experts of the Jianghu today, Qi Jiajie is far inferior to the 14 Wu Judges in terms of Qi circulation. He's also not in the front of the 10 people on the Great Snow Plateau. However, in terms of Qi circulation, not to mention master, even Xuanyuan Qingfeng might not be able to compare. "
Chai Qingshan couldn't help but snort coldly, "You two have been to the Guangling River twice and have seen a lot of excitement. You two haven't stopped talking. What did you comprehend in the end?"
Song Tinglu turned his back to his master and made a face.
The girl said in a deep voice, "Master, I'll definitely watch the tide carefully next time!"
Chai Qingshan was stunned and then smiled bitterly.
Song Tinglu muttered, "Pretend, keep pretending!"
Shan Yiyi's face instantly turned red. She reached behind her and couldn't help but pull out the new sword "Fuji" that she forged.
Every disciple of the Sword Pool had to forge a new sword if they wanted to leave the sect and travel the Jianghu. Therefore, other than the countless genius swordsmen in the Dongyue Sword Pool, there were also countless talented swordsmithing masters who left their names in history. As for Shan Yiyi, this disciple that Chai Qingshan had taken a liking to, whether it was learning swordsmanship or forging swords, she had an amazing talent. If a martial artist wanted to have a strong physique, they had to pay attention to step by step. Shan Yiyi was only a fourth-grade expert, but her unique understanding of swordsmanship was already at the second-grade master realm in Chai Qingshan's opinion.
Song Tinglu hurriedly begged for mercy, "Junior Sister, can you not fight here? There are so many outsiders here. How can I gain an undefeated record in the Jianghu in the future?! "
Shan Yiyi was too lazy to pay attention to this guy who kept saying that he wanted to gain an undefeated record in the Jianghu. He could learn from anyone, but he just had to learn from that short-lived Wen Busheng in the capital. He said that he didn't want to win against many masters in his life, but he wanted to be undefeated! This was the new sword that he had to bring with him when he left the sect. Otherwise, Song Tinglu would be carrying a wooden sword in the Sword Pool, acting so sloppy!
Qi Jiajie's Long Saber was almost completely unsheathed, leaving only the tip of the sword unsheathed.
Zhao Wenwei said softly, "Okay!"
Then, he realized that Shan Yiyi was glaring at him, and the confused youth's momentum quickly fell to the bottom.
At this critical moment, Hsu Fengnian actually walked to the street and looked up at Wudang Mountain.
On the mountain, in front of the thatched cottage near the elephant-cleansing pond, stood a young Daoist dressed in an ordinary Daoist robe from Mount Longhu. Beside him was a man who was squatting on the ground and reading an ancient book with narrowed eyes.
The latter said softly, "Focus, this isn't the action of a gentleman."
The young Daoist said calmly, "Mister, although it goes against my conscience, my surname is Zhao after all. I'm a Daoist from the Celestial Master Residence. Uncle has been preaching in Great Peace City for many years, and now he's still in a precarious situation in the capital. In his letter, Uncle mocked himself that he couldn't even be Prime Minister Qingci. Moreover, Mister also knows that if Wu Lingsu is allowed to gain power, not only will it be a misfortune for Buddhism, but the orthodox Daoism will also be shaken. "
The scholarly man who seemed to have bad eyesight was almost glued to the page of the book. He sighed and said, "Choosing the lesser of two evils?"
He wanted to say something but stopped. He shook his head and smiled helplessly. "I, Bai Yu, won't nag about those great principles. Everyone says one is one. We scholars know a lot and like to say one, two, three, four. If you don't stop us, the five, six, seven, eight, nine will also come. Sometimes, if I ask myself, it's really annoying. Alright, do your work. Don't worry about me. This book is not bad. I've searched for many years but couldn't find it. I'll take this chance to read it first. "
Zhao Ningshen hesitated. "Although this time, at most, we'll make him lose the destiny that was about to form in the Western Regions. But Mister, you still shouldn't have come to Wudang Mountain. Once he's angry, it's fine if I die, but Mister, you shouldn't have died in this Beiliang. Mister should have gone further than Xun Ping in the past!"
Bai Yu dabbed in his saliva and gently turned a page. He said, "If the heart is too big, the appetite will inevitably be too big. It's harmful to the body."
Zhao Ningshen sighed. He walked forward a few steps, closed his eyes, and formed a seal with his fingers.
In the Celestial Master Residence of Longhu Mountain, the highest bud of the Purple Gold Lotus in the lotus pond suddenly bloomed and then withered.
On the large ship on the first floor of the Qingzhou Navy, there was a scholar sitting cross-legged. There was a bowl of water in front of him. He pinched a clean white stone between his fingers and said with a smile, "Since the matter has come to this, and the situation has changed, don't blame me, Xie Guanying, for adding insult to injury."
The stone smashed into the water in the bowl.
At the same time, a streak of white light flashed from the southeast to the northwest.
After looking at the north, Hsu Fengnian retracted his gaze and began to turn sideways to look at the east.
Without the support of the qi, Qi Jiajie's long spear slid back into its sheath.
Qi Jiajie took off the long spear and casually threw it on the street.
Yin Changgeng and the others were confused.
Shan Yiyi and Song Tinglu were also confused.
Chai Qingshan, who had been watching the show, also took a step forward.
Hsu Fengnian looked into the distance and said with a smile, "The Dongyue Sword Pool has poured in all its efforts to forge a new sword. Qi Jiajie is the sword master. The few remaining Qi Refinement Warriors of Liyang have gathered together, together with Zhao Ningshen of Longhu Mountain and Chai Qingshan's help. The sword that you invited from thousands of miles away is much more extravagant than the sword that I used to kill Han Shengxuan. "
Qi Jiajie said softly, "I'm ashamed."
Chai Qingshan was silent.
Xu Fengnian, who still had the 'Green Water Pavilion Sword Training Record' under his arm, did not show any sign of anger. "Mount Wudang is not far," he said, "Burning incense and making a wish is quite effective. You'd better pray that I won't be able to block your sword," he said.
The girl from the Dongyue Sword Pool said timidly, "Hsu Fengnian, doesn't the Jianghu say that you are the reincarnation of Zhenwu Great Emperor? What's the use of making wishes?"
Hsu Fengnian could not help but say, "That's true."
Hsu Fengnian looked at her and the young man who did look like Song Nianqing. The latter quickly grasped the sword hilt with both hands. He knew that the King of Beiliang was very good at borrowing swords without asking for permission! And he would often borrow hundreds or thousands of swords.
On the other hand, the girl, who had not grown up yet, blinked at Hsu Fengnian, indicating that the sword on her back was not bad. If he wanted it, he could take it. There was no need to borrow it.
Hsu Fengnian exhaled softly. He looked to the east and said to himself, "There's no need to borrow it. I have my own swords now."
Hsu Fengnian rose from the ground and stepped into the air.
In the sky, the man was surrounded by swords like locusts.
I have a sword. 2,400 swords!
6,000 miles long!
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