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Xie Xiangcai slept all night leaning on a stone bench. When he woke up the next morning, his neck was extremely sore.
He stood up and stretched his muscles, then turned his head to look at the Fengyun Sword and its scabbard on the stone table. The long sword and scabbard looked brand new.
Xie Xiangcai happily put the sword back into its scabbard and hung it on his waist again.
In the days since he entered the school, he has been dealing with things in the elders' courtyard and has not yet taken a good look around the Qingmeng School.
He put on a set of navy blue elder robes sent by Elder Guanjie, tied the ribbon around his waist, simply tied up his hair, and walked out of the small courtyard of Yangjian Pavilion.
In the small cave where the school is located, the temperature is suitable and the sunshine is warm. It can be said that it is like spring all year round.
Xie Xiangcai walked on the path outside the courtyard with a sword on his waist.
The winding path leads to a quiet place. At the end of the path, the view gradually broadens. After passing through a small bamboo forest, what comes into view is the green field in front of the entrance of the school.
Xie Xiangcai walked the path in a few steps and passed through a narrow passage in the center of the bamboo forest. After taking another step, he stepped onto the soft grass.
The weather was excellent today, the sun was shining brightly and there were no clouds in the sky. There was a breeze blowing, so three or two students held a paper kite and ran and laughed in the same direction.
Suddenly, the wind got a little stronger and stirred up the thin strings that tied the kite together. The kite with its wings spread out in mid-air immediately became embarrassed and fell to the ground.
When the young boys and girls saw this, they were slightly startled, and then trotted to the paper kite with broken wings with a sad face, squatting down with a glum expression on their faces.
Xie Xiangcai smiled knowingly, walked forward slowly, squatted beside them, and held up the kite with his palm.
When the pouting little boy saw someone taking away the kite, he immediately stood up, stared, stretched out his finger, and reasoned, "This is us..."
But before he finished speaking, those little eyes saw the elder's robe that Xie Xiangcai was wearing. His face immediately turned pale and he swallowed the words that came out of his mouth.
Beside the boy, the remaining two children immediately stood up respectfully, bowed to Xie Xiangcai, and said delicately, "Hello, elder -"
Xie Xiangcai's smile became even warmer. He stretched out his hand and rubbed the little boy's head. Then he looked down at the greatly changed paper kite in his palm. With a thought, he blew a breath towards it.
The little boy looked at Zhiyuan, who had recovered as before, with his mouth open, his small black eyes widening, his face full of disbelief.
"Let's go play!"
Xie Xiangcai put the kite back into the little boy's hand, then turned around and walked towards the other corner of Qingqiong.
The three children looked at the back of the young elder and were stunned for a long time before jumping up and down again and placing the kite in the sky.
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Xie Xiangcai walked on top of Qingqiong, and countless gazes came from all around.
After everyone saw his extremely eye-catching elder's robes and his extremely young face, they immediately understood the young man's identity.
Xie Xiangcai knew that there were constant rumors, so he simply ignored the whispers of these people and just admired the beautiful scenery of Qingqiong. Occasionally, he would squat down to pick one or two dandelions and blow the petals into the air.
Xie Xiangcai has not been so comfortable for a long time. When he was in Dongfeng City, he often went to the back mountain to practice martial arts. Although it was not too painful, the taste was not that good.
Now it seems that the job of this sword-handling elder is nothing but regular nourishment of the hundred and ten long swords. It is indeed very leisurely.
The young man couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart. Fortunately, he had made such a wise choice. If he had stayed with the master's bad-tempered guy, he might not have had a "little surprise" in a few days!
Xie Xiangcai lay beautifully on the lawn, bathing in the sunshine, feeling extremely comfortable.
However, not long after the leisure time, a figure came from a corner of the school with a sword and landed in front of him in full view of everyone.
Xie Xiangcai slowly opened his slightly narrowed eyes and looked calmly at the young man in black clothes in front of him.
The young man's skin is like wheat, and his figure is slender and straight, but not thin at all.
Although he is not extremely handsome, he gives people an extremely fierce feeling, and his sword energy seems to be ready to burst out at any time.
Xie Xiangcai stood up, dusted the grass clippings behind him, and looked up at the young man in front of him.
"My name is Gong Yegu."
"I know."
"I'm here to compete with you."
"I know."
"How come you know everything?"
"Forehead……"
Gongyegu didn't talk nonsense, he moved the sword with his fingertips, the sword was suspended in mid-air, and the tip of the sword was pointed directly at Xie Xiangcai.
Xie Xiangcai felt an aura coming out of the barrier last night and a fierce sword energy rising into the sky. Coupled with the nagging of Elder Guan Jie, he felt that the guy who just came out of the barrier was that Gongye Gu. .
According to his speculation, Gong Yegu would come to him in a few days to ask for advice. However, something unexpected happened to the boy. This guy was so out of control that he came to him as soon as he got out of seclusion.
Xie Xiangcai heard from the fifth senior brother that there are several realms in the way of swordsmanship, which are roughly divided into nine realms: Control, Armor Breaking, Gold and Silver, General, Xutu, Duanjiang, Kaitian, and Conferred God. Under his perception, The swordsmanship level of Gong Yegu in front of him should be at the level of general.
In general, the generals in the court who can lead the army on expeditions and seal the wolf as a vassal are all in this realm.
Only Xie Xiang has the self-knowledge that his swordsmanship is not very high, at most it is only at the gold and silver level.
Gongye Gu took several steps back and opened a few feet away from Xie Xiangcai.
"Draw your sword, Eighth Young Master."
Not far away, Xie Xiangcai shook his head slightly and pulled away.
Gong Yegu's expression froze, he moved slightly and stepped in front of Xie Xiangcai, blocking his way.
He asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"
Xie Xiangcai shrugged, "I can't beat him!"
Gong Yegu frowned, "What can't you beat?"
Prime Minister Xie rolled his eyes at Gong Yegu, "Although it is true that I am an elder, after all, I am only at the late stage of the Fourth Realm. You, a sword cultivator of the Fifth Realm, have the nerve to fight with me? Let's take a step back and put it aside. Not to mention my bullshit elder title, I'm only sixteen years old, how much are you? At least twenty-five or six, right? Tell me, I said I can't beat you, is there a problem?"
Gong Yegu was choked on the spot by the young man's words. After thinking for a moment, he couldn't seem to find a reason to refute the other party.
I am really being unreasonable!
Xie Xiangcai put his hands on his hips and raised his chin, "In this way, if you really want to fight, we will both throw away our swords. Fist to fist, I still have... um... 90% chance of winning!"
Gongye's face darkened and he shook his head, "If you don't compete with fists, just compete with swords!"
The young man spread his hands and said, "Then there's no need to talk!"
Gong Yegu pondered for a long time, and finally took a step back, "How about I give you three years, and after three years we will have a sword duel here?"
After Xie Xiangcai heard this, he nodded in agreement without hesitation.
Gong Yegu's brows widened, he cupped his hands towards Xie Xiangcai, turned around and left with his sword, without saying a word nonsense.
Xie Xiangcai looked at Gong Yegu's retreating back and sighed. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this guy is really a swordsman.
He stretched out in front of the sunshine and assessed his cultivation and swordsmanship in his mind.
In three years, according to the opponent's talent, he can at least reach the late stage of the fifth realm, and it is not impossible for his swordsmanship to reach another level.
Looking back at myself, above the late stage of the Fourth Realm, before entering the Fifth Realm, there will be a "heavenly threshold" that warriors often say. Ordinary warriors will stop here and never move forward. Even talented warriors will not be able to reach it within three to five years. It is difficult to cross this chasm.
The young man crossed his fingers and realized that he must reach at least the middle stage of the fifth realm within three years, and his swordsmanship must also reach the realm of general.
Xie Xiangcai didn't expect to get anything related to swordsmanship from his master, the old naughty boy, so he had to make a plan in his mind to leave the school and find his fifth senior brother to learn some more profound swordsmanship knowledge.
After his thoughts fell, Xie Xiang straightened his clothes and walked towards the north of Qingqiong.
"Elder Zhang Jian, good morning."
Behind the young man, a light laughter suddenly came out.
He turned around and saw Feng Xin standing behind him.
Xie Xiangcai coughed dryly, pretending to be calm, and nodded slightly, "Miss Feng, good morning."
Feng Xin stepped forward lightly and stood beside the young man. He tilted his head slightly and blinked, his eyelashes sparkling brightly.
Prime Minister Xie pulled back his head, looked straight ahead, and clenched the corners of his clothes with his palms.
Feng Xin moved half a step to the right, and the boy's earlobes immediately turned red.
Her voice was soft, "Elder Zhang Jian, do you want to visit the school?"
Xie Xiangcai coughed violently a few times and waved his hands quickly, "No, no, I can just go shopping by myself."
After saying that, he quickly pulled away and walked quickly towards the north.
Feng Xin did not rush to catch up, but watched the young man's retreating back with a smile on his face, without any panic or loss, as if everything was under control.
The boy ran away in panic, but the woman had already won half the battle.
