Chapter 348 Shocking Talent

Style: Fantasy Author: Three inches of cold lightWords: 2136Update Time: 24/01/13 04:30:15
"It's terrible, it's terrible, it's terrible... There is actually someone in this world who can surpass that guy and break the record he set in the past. Is it possible that another amazing talent will appear in our Shaoqing Sword Sect? Yet?!"

The old man with a white beard looked at the crystal ball in his hand, and the information that Qin Changsheng had broken through the barrier that was constantly fed back from it. He couldn't help but murmur to himself, he was full of praise, and his eyes couldn't help but burst out with a blazing light.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm down the turmoil in his heart.

"Calm down, calm down, I have to calm down! By the way, for such a big thing, I have to report it immediately and let them all come to witness it!"

The old man with a white beard hurriedly put down the crystal ball he was holding, then took out a jade talisman, poured mana into it, and activated the jade talisman.

Suddenly, a curtain of light shot out from the jade talisman, reflecting a picture.

"It turns out to be Junior Brother Bai Yuan. Junior Brother hurriedly summoned Jade Talisman to summon him. What's the matter?"

In the picture, an old man wearing a black and white robe appears. He sits cross-legged and seems to be concentrating with his eyes closed. He holds a whisk in his arms. The silk whisk is crystal clear and has a charm.

"Brother Headmaster, something big has happened. Our Shaoqing Sword Sect has another amazing talent!"

The white-bearded old man was dancing with joy, and the surprise on his face was undisguised and excited.

"oh?"

The old man in black and white robes looked at the white-bearded old man Bai Yuan in surprise and let out a sound of surprise.

"Oh, senior brother, you don't know. Junior brother, I took a nap just now. When I woke up, I found that there was a message from the central crystal ball that controls the martial arts pavilion. Someone broke the martial arts trial area. The first ten levels of the martial arts pavilion. Record for speed!"

"The record set by that guy back then has now been broken by an unknown person! And no surprise, this person should be a new disciple of my Shaoqing Sword Sect this year!"

The old man with the white beard spouted out a lot of words in one breath, like a cannonball, to show the unrest in his heart.

"Huh? Wait, the tenth level...the tenth level has passed! This guy...just passed the tenth level! Hiss...genius, genius, This person is definitely an astonishing talent. Just as I am contacting you and communicating with you, he has completely passed the tenth level and entered the eleventh level!"

The old man with the white beard was talking when his eyes suddenly widened again. He glanced at the message coming from the crystal ball again. He suddenly shuddered and couldn't help but exclaimed.

The headmaster of the Taiqing Sword Sect in the picture, who was wearing a black and white robe, was slightly silent and slowly said, "What's his name?"

"Huh? What a coincidence. Apart from the surname, this kid has the same name as that guy, also named Changsheng. However, this kid's surname is Qin, and his name is Qin Changsheng."

"Is there any mysticism in this name? Thousands of years ago, that guy opened the sky with a sword, frightening so many people to death that both immortals and demons couldn't lift their heads in front of him. Countless people are still living under his name. In the shadows.”

"Thousands of years later, another Qin Changsheng appeared and broke the record of speed in the martial arts pavilion that he set back then. I just don't know if this Qin Changsheng can break that guy's original record of total clearance, pass the martial arts trial and assessment, and get the master's approval. Something to keep?"

The old man with a white beard grinned and said: "Brother Headmaster, if this name really has some mystical meaning, is it too late for me to change my grandson's name now?"

"..."

The headmaster of the Shaoqing Sword Sect couldn't help but twitch his mouth when he heard this, and glanced at the old man with a white beard: "At your level, do you still believe in such a thing?"

"Hehe, I just talk casually and make jokes."

The old man with a white beard chuckled and said to the headmaster of the Shaoqing Sword Sect: "Brother headmaster, this boy is definitely an astonishing talent, but why do I feel that you don't seem too surprised?"

"Junior brother, I just learned that the record set by the boy named Duan was broken by this boy. I was shocked."

The headmaster of the Shaoqing Sword Sect shook his head slightly and did not respond to the white-bearded old man's question. Instead, he murmured in a low voice: "The name Changsheng is really not a good name."

"Huh? What do you mean, senior brother?"

The white-bearded old man frowned.

"Who in the world can live forever? Since ancient times, monks like us have all pursued destiny and practiced Taoism to seek immortality. But in the end, who can take that step? That person from thousands of years ago failed!"

"Geniuses like him, as powerful as him, can't live forever, and they can't even achieve it by dying. Immortality is so difficult. I can't wait in this narrow world. I am a drop in the ocean. I am as humble as dust, but I vainly seek the road to immortality. Alas. !”

The headmaster of the Shaoqing Sword Sect sighed lightly.

The old man with the white beard suddenly rounded his eyes when he heard this, glared at the headmaster of the Shaoqing Sword Sect and said, "Brother, something is wrong with you!"

The headmaster of Shaoqing Sword Sect looked at the old man with white beard when he heard this.

The white-bearded old man continued: "My senior brother is a swordsman of a generation. He once pointed his sword at the sky. He was so heroic and dared to fight against the sky. How could he say such depressing words?"

"Where did your original arrogance go? Your cultivation has become deeper and your realm has become more profound. Why have you lost the spirit of the past?"

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you? Ever since that guy failed a thousand years ago, you have seemed to have changed. You have become taciturn and have no sharp edge at all. You are like a defeated rooster! Junior brother, I am really Worry, worry that one day you will lose your Taoist heart and be haunted by inner demons! You really don’t look like a leader at all now!"

Having said this, the old man with the white beard became more and more excited, and finally couldn't help but take a deep breath to calm down his excitement.

The master of the Shaoqing Sword Sect was speechless, staring at the old man with a white beard with a deep gaze, and said: "Junior brother is worried, don't worry, although Duan Changsheng's blow to me was severe, it will not make me demon Haunted.”

"Right now, I'm just bound by my own thoughts. It's like a thick cocoon, wrapping me up, trapping my pride, and also trapping the sword in my heart, but I know that I will walk out."

"When my Taoist heart breaks out of its cocoon, that's when I take that step."

The headmaster of the Shaoqing Sword Sect said with neither joy nor sadness.

Hearing what he said, the old man with the white beard immediately felt relieved, nodded and said: "That's true. You can say that. It seems that you are not as bad as I thought. At least you have not lost your Taoist heart. Otherwise, you have not lost your Taoist heart." If we fall behind, junior brother, I can only do so reluctantly and be forced to sit in your position as headmaster."

"Junior brother, if you are really interested in this seat, just sit down."

A smile finally appeared on Shaoqing Sword Sect's headmaster's face and he said.

"Bah, bah, bah, I just said it casually. It was just a joke. Don't even think about giving me your choice. I won't take this position even to death."

The old man with a white beard immediately refused.

Then he glanced at the crystal ball again, and found the information displayed on the crystal ball, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes again.

"What's wrong?"

In the picture, the master of the Shaoqing Sword Sect noticed the twitching corners of the white-bearded old man's mouth and spoke.

"This kid...has reached the fifteenth level."

The old man with the white beard took a deep breath and said.