Chapter 43: Ask Uncle Wei for advice

Style: Fantasy Author: Chen YuanWords: 1599Update Time: 24/02/20 13:45:19
Yingzui Rock is still the same as before, unchanged at all. Wei Shiqi stretched out his hand to touch the moss-covered boulder, recalling the past, like a breeze blowing across the water, causing ripples. Xun Ye shut up in the cave behind the boulder and studied the Bingxin Jue with great concentration. Either he would be reborn and become a blockbuster, or he would die of old age, leaving behind withered bones and resentment. He is not nearing the end of his life. He is making a last-ditch effort. The eldest disciple of the Immortal Capital Sect has given up everything he has and pushed himself into a desperate situation. How much courage does this require.

Huang Longzi from Xueku Cave and Xun Ye from Yingzui Rock both ended up on the same path.

Changing place, Wei Shiqi felt that he couldn't do it. He does not lack the courage and gambling spirit to make a desperate move, but the world is so big that there are always other opportunities. There is no need to cut off all retreats and put his life on a sword technique of unknown origin - even if this sword technique comes from Kunlun.

Xun Ye treated himself well. No matter what his thoughts were, without the "He Qi Zhi Xuan Jing", the iron rod and the crazy magic stick technique, he would not be where he is today.

Wei Shiqi stood in front of the boulder, bowed his head to the end, silently recited the benefits of Xun Ye, then slowly turned around and walked down Yingzui Rock.

From a distance, I saw several disciples practicing swordsmanship in the forest clearing. The figures were swaying, and the sword light was vertical and horizontal, one red and the other silver, embodying the word "You Dou". The two sword lights looked familiar. He thought about it and stepped forward quickly. He saw that the two swordsmen were Li Shaoyu and Qin Zhen. Li Yuming's Phoenix Sword and Qin Yu's Red Scale Sword. Neither of them rushed. The magical power of using the flying sword was purely based on sword control skills, and he moved around within a few feet without stopping for a moment.

Watching the battle on the sidelines were Wei Rongniang, Fu Baoyuan, Deng Shouyi, Sima Yang, Xin Laoyao, and Chen Suzhen from the Xiandu Sect, and Song Yun, Li Muzi, Yang Han, and Tie Yangzhen from the Gouyan Sect. Among them, Yang Han was Elder Lu Kexiao's apprentice, Tie Yang is really Song Yun's apprentice.

After fighting for a while, Li Shaoyu swung his shoulders and took up the second Splitting Wind Sword. The two swords speeded up little by little, forcing Qin Zhen to grit his teeth and struggle to cope.

Among the five direct disciples of Xi Huzi, the second disciple Li Shaoyu is the strongest. He has mastered the Divine Sword Technique and can control two swords at the same time. Among the second generation disciples of Xiandu, there are only a few who are qualified to teach him how to use two swords.

Wei Shiqi looked at it for a moment and felt quite relieved. Sure enough, as Deng Yuantong said, Qin Zhen's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. She can use a red scale sword to resist the Ming Feng and Splitting Wind swords. It is obvious that she is extremely accomplished in sword control. Deep, a lot of work went into it.

During the fight, Li Shaoyu pressed forward step by step. His swords were like a gust of wind and rain. Qin Zhen's pretty face turned red. When she was distracted for a moment, the Red Scale Sword was knocked away by the Splitting Wind Sword. She had no choice but to bow and admit defeat, and stepped aside. His breathing was slightly rapid, his chest was rising and falling, and his expression was quite tired.

Yang Han looked at her with piercing eyes, making no secret of his admiration. Song Yun secretly frowned. She knew exactly what this junior brother was thinking. However, she had also heard about the relationship between Qin Zhen and Wei Shiqi. Even though the real master was standing there, he had no idea about it and only focused on the beauty in his eyes. .

"Yes, great progress has been made." A smile appeared on Li Shaoyu's face. Ever since he witnessed Wei Shiqi defeat Li Mu and Shen Tuping at the Chixia Valley Sword Testing Stage, defeat Ding Yimeng, and draw with Cao Yu, he suddenly realized that the problem that had troubled him for many years was solved. While imprisoned in Canglong Cave, Li Shaoyu devoted himself to perfecting Although the sword cultivator's various combat methods are slowly progressing, his combat power is far better than before.

Abandon the stance style of wielding the sword, abandon the pride of having nothing but the sword, abandon the demeanor of thinking one is superior to others, and replace it with mobile warfare using all means, as long as the opponent can be defeated, use fists, feet, hidden weapons, magic weapons, and even teeth and nails. It doesn’t hurt to go up.

After surviving the Canglong Cave, Li Shaoyu felt deeply that his sect lacked backbone and could not compete with the Yuanrong, Pingyuan, Yuxu, and Xuantong sects. He selected Sima Yang, Xin Laoyao, Qin Zhen and the three of them have been carefully cultivated. Today's sword competition is mainly about the progress of these three people in the exam. Wei Rongniang had already given advice to Sima Yang before, and Deng Yuantong's disciple Xin Laoyao is left. He intends to ask Song Yun to take action. .

Xin Laoyao stepped forward with the Chongyang Heavy Sword in hand. His appearance had not changed much, he was still tall and thin, with a tough look on his face. Song Yun didn't wait for Li Shaoyu to speak, waved his hand and said: "Junior brother Wei is here too, so I won't show any humility."

Li Shaoyu looked back and saw Wei Shiqi standing next to a white-barked pine, nodding to him. He was overjoyed and wanted to see Wei Shiqi's progress over the years. He said warmly: "Junior brother, it's a good time to come here and give you some advice." Master Xin’s nephew one or two.”

When Qin Zhen saw him, she reached out to cover her mouth and almost screamed. Her eyes were covered with a layer of sparkling mist, her expression was both surprised and excited. Yang Han looked at her and then at Wei Shiqi, feeling unhappy in his heart. He thought to himself, eating the food in the bowl and looking at the food in the pot. The person named Wei is really not a thing, he is greedy. However, he knew the details of Wei Shiqi's identity, so he only cursed in his heart, but did not dare to show it on his face.

Wei Shiqi and Xin Laoyao were originally from the same sect. They had fought against each other several times before. Although they had won each time, they did not actually get much advantage. Now that he has joined the Kunlun Sword Controlling Sect and has grown up a generation out of thin air, he has to use his uncle's skills to It's a bit embarrassing for him to teach him swordsmanship due to his identity. Just as he was about to decline, Xin Lao Yao already bowed to him and said respectfully: "Uncle Wei, please give me some advice!" After saying that, he raised his iron sword and opened his stance, waiting for Wei Shiqi to draw the sword.

Wei Shiqi heard something was wrong and asked Uncle Wei for advice. Those six words seemed to pop out from between his teeth, full of dissatisfaction and reluctance.