At this time, Chang Shu's love-killing sword was swung closer and closer. Xiaochen raised his hand indifferently, and the tip of the sword faced it exactly. In Chang Shu's extremely horrified eyes, his sword was like It was like fragile mica ore, shattering piece by piece, and the ruthless sword moves he had gathered also disintegrated.
"Poof!" The spiritual energy had nowhere to go in an instant. Under the backlash, Chang Shu spurted out a mouthful of blood along with the surging spiritual energy.
In the sight of the surrounding audience, Chang Shu's own long sword was broken into pieces, and was later attacked by the ruthless sword. Xiao Chen was just lucky, and Chang Shu's long sword collapsed. After all, Xiao Chen's last limp blow The sword has not even been injected with spiritual energy.
"Accept!" Xiaochen said lightly, and then left without looking back.
"Pfft!" Seeing this, Chang Shu spurted out another mouthful of blood. He still held the hilt of the sword tightly in his hand, but the sword body had already been broken into pieces all over the ground. He stood there blankly, and finally stood in front of Senior Brother Tongfeng. With help, he left sadly, but vicious thoughts arose in his heart. He turned his head and glanced at Xiaochen, who was still indifferent. He clenched his fists and made a clicking sound with his fingers. He was so angry that he spit out another mouthful of blood and fainted. past.
"Senior Brother Chang, Senior Brother Chang!" The people supporting him on both sides were shocked and kept shouting. Then they stretched out their hands to explore and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they just fainted.
Zhang Wuya was not surprised when he saw the broken long sword. His heart moved. Then he saw that Xiaochen had no intention of continuing the fight. He suppressed his thoughts again and said to the Taoist boy beside him: "Check." Let’s take a look at the bones and information of Sword Thirteen.”
"This son is unruly and untamable, and his methods are so ruthless, which is not in line with the personal determination of his character." This was what Zhang Wuya was thinking just now. If Xiaochen had a few more competitions, or showed his previous sword-wielding state again, He would also fight against all opinions and list him as his direct disciple, but now, he just feels that it is not enough...
"Jian Shisan, adopted near Nanzhao 9 years ago, now 16 years old... Xuanjie first-grade spiritual vein, later worshiped under the Jianwei Valley of Qingxin Peak, and became a registered disciple." The Taoist said word by word. .
Zhang Wuya spoke calmly and said: "Give me eight years of resources." If you are not listed as a direct disciple, you don't need to care about it. Just give some compensation. As for the disciples who join the family, that is a matter for the elders of the clan.
However, Zhang Wuya's meaning was obvious enough, and Qingran who was sitting down also thought about it: "When the time comes, just tell Jian Weigu and ask him to turn Xiaochen into a disciple."
In fact, he was a little moved when he saw Xiao Chen confidently raising his sword to smash the opponent's sword, but then he thought that the disciple had already joined Jian Weigu's sect, so he couldn't speak anymore.
"It's a pity. If he were accepted as his direct disciple, I could justifiably accept him."
"But it's better not to bury this piece of jade. Xiaochen is only 16 years old. It's not too late to accept him as a disciple!" Thinking of this, Qingran also understood, and then stopped paying attention to this matter. The other disciples of this sect are fighting.
Soon after Xiaochen returned to the stand, Wu Ping and Jian Lanxin approached.
Jian Lanxin turned his eyes, carelessly put his arms around Xiaochen's neck, leaned over and said, "Brother Thirteen, you are still so powerful. That guy deserves it. Don't let me see him outside. he..."
"Otherwise, I'll beat him once when I see him!"
Feeling that Jian Lanxin's entire body was pressing against him, and thinking that this girl was getting better and better, Xiaochen coughed and turned to look at her.
Jian Lanxin immediately retracted her arm with a guilty conscience and muttered: "I can't even lean on it now."
Although her master serves as the elder of Zhenggang Peak, he does not practice Wuwuya's martial arts and sword techniques. Naturally, Jian Lan's heart is the same as his master's.
"Thank you, Brother Thirteen." Wu Ping said in a somewhat depressed mood. Now he also regretted his previous laziness. If he practiced with Brother Thirteen every day, maybe he wouldn't lose today. No, he definitely wouldn't lose.
Xiaochen looked at Wu Ping, and his words were a little calmer: "Wu Ping, some revenge needs to be avenged by oneself. The revenge of the broken sword is tantamount to breaking your Taoist heart. Remember, don't underestimate it."
"I got it, Brother Thirteen." After hearing this, Wu Ping also cheered up. He also understood the revenge of Broken Sword.
"Brother Thirteen! Sister Lan Xin, and Junior Brother!" At this time, a few people also squeezed through the surrounding crowd and walked over slowly. Some of them had just finished the Taoist battle, and some were very leisurely.
"Jianwei, Yuanjie, and Yunxia and Caiyan!" Jian Lanxin was excited as he said their names one after another. He was even more excited when he saw the other party nodding. After all, they saw each other again after three years of separation.
The seven brothers and sisters are all from the same blood and have depended on each other since childhood. They are closer than family members.
Xiaochen looked at the four people who had arrived, and thoughts were flowing through his mind.
"Jianwei, as his name suggests, he is quite handsome. He is the disciple of Elder Jia of Yuluo Peak."
"The other three are just like me, they are all registered disciples. Among them, Yuan Jie and Yun Xia joined Luoxia Peak, while Caiyan joined Xugu Peak. They will eventually enter the outer sect and accept some sects. The arrangement, remember... Yuan Jie and Yun Xia got married later, and that was also the last time the seven brothers and sisters got together. In order to get married, Yuan Jie and Yun Xia basically broke up and changed their cultivation skills and re-cultivated, which is a good story."
"As for Caiyan, I haven't heard any news about the follow-up, while Jianwei has made no progress after breaking through the foundation building stage and became a protector of the sect."
After some pleasantries, everyone encouraged Wu Ping. However, this topic was a bit embarrassing, so everyone just mentioned it and let it go.
"We must have a good gathering at night, but it's hard to go out, but hey! I've been prepared, look what I brought!" Jian Lanxin also smiled mysteriously when he said this.
Yuan Jie was the most curious and immediately asked: "What is it? Is it something to eat?"
"Dangdang! These are the specialty wontons from the Yushu Mountains, as well as various monster meats. This piece is the belly meat of the Nine Colored Golden Mang, which is the most tender and delicious. This piece is the leg meat of the bitter clam. When grilled, it is called a Fragrant, and this... By the way, there is also Qingyun wine, a specialty of the Yushu Mountains..." Jian Lanxin took out the various ingredients he had accumulated from his storage bag, some of which were regional specialties, and some of which were The monster she slaughtered herself.
Seeing Jian Lanxin introduce Qingyun Wine, Xiaochen's thoughts also moved. She was the one he let down the most in his previous life.
"Tonight in the previous life, Jian Lanxin tried to get himself drunk with wine, and then expressed his feelings to himself, and said that he would ask Sword Dao Wuchen to accept him as his disciple. Then the two of them left Qingwu Cliff, returned to Sanqingshan to live in seclusion, and got married. Husband and wife spend the rest of their lives together.”
"What ruthless swordsmanship? I only know that I like you. It has never changed since I was a kid, Sword Thirteen!" The scene in my memory seems like yesterday.
"well!"
"But at that time I had been accepted as a direct disciple, and my mind was filled with the so-called ruthless swordsmanship and the peak of the immortal path. The word love should never be touched, so I severely rejected Jian Lanxin that night, and she finally left in tears. "
"After..."
"I only saw her again a few decades later at Yuan Jie and Yun Xia's wedding. By then, they were already strangers."
"Like a stranger whom I don't know." After recovering his wandering thoughts, Xiaochen felt a little lonely for a moment.
Everyone listened to her introduction and happily agreed.
Time always flies by with laughter and laughter. The day-long sect Daqing martial arts competition ended like this. Those who were still on the Dao discussion stage also received 1,000 low-grade spiritual stones as rewards.
"Thank you Cliff Master for the reward!"
Zhang Wuya waved his hand, and then the boy sitting down stepped forward and read aloud the rewards recorded in the jade slips.
"Qin Mo, Li Wuchang, Yue Rong, Zhang Baili, the path to immortality is hard to find, and the great road contends. The beginning of practice should be regarded as qualifications... For your outstanding performance, you are now listed as the direct disciples of each peak! Reward 100 pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones. , three selection opportunities for the secret treasury within the sect, and three secrets of the secret library in the collection pavilion to pass on."
Many envious voices came from the scene. In the eyes of everyone, the four people walked out of the crowd, took the tokens and rewards from their direct disciples, bowed to the leaders and thanked them: "Thank you, Master Ya, for cultivating me!"
Xiao Chen was not surprised, he was just missing among the few people.
Zhang Wuya nodded slightly in agreement, and with a wave of his hand, several people came forward and stood beside the peak masters.
Seeing that the direct successor was in place, the Taoist boy continued: "The following outstanding performers will be rewarded with training resources, Luo Shihao, Xiao Wunian... Jian Lanxin, Cangjia... Qingxin Peak Sword Thirteen, Jian If Dao..." The Tao boy reported more than a hundred names in a row.
Xiao Chen was also a little surprised that his name was still there, and he immediately stepped forward with Jian Lanxin.
As the people arrived, the elder of the house handed over several bags of spiritual stones to everyone with his spiritual power. Xiaochen took them and thanked him. He used his spiritual sense to explore and was slightly surprised. There were 4,000 spiritual stones in them. A low-grade spiritual stone.
"The annual resource for a disciple is 500 low-grade spiritual stones, and now I am given 4,000 low-grade spiritual stones. Is this a compensation for being a registered disciple for eight years? In this case... it also means Wuqingya wants to treat me as a disciple. Cultivate." After a while, Xiaochen made his intention clear.
Once listed as a disciple who enters the house, the soul must be bound to the life soul lamp. To put it nicely, it is to protect the safety of the core disciples, but this is not a means of restriction. With the life soul lamp bound, the sect can always Locate his position immediately.
As long as you betray the sect, you will always face pursuit.
In this aspect, the Demon Sect is simple and straightforward, while the Righteous Sect is actually a talker with a sweet heart and a sword, and there is no essential difference between the two.
Seeing that the rewards had been distributed, Zhang Wuya also spoke again: "We, as sword cultivators, should strive for progress. We should remember that the journey of cultivation is like a boat traveling on water. If we do not advance, we will retreat!"
"Remember the teachings!" All the disciples also said with cupped hands, it is true that the truth is simple.
