Let’s fight!
Ever since the sword chant resounded throughout the cliff, the originally deserted Lingzhao Peak immediately became lively.
Someone shouted excitedly, "Come out! Master Shen has drawn his sword against Master Qu!"
"Quick, come out and see!"
"A fight is about to break out, hurry up!"
…
Jianchou was so stunned that she subconsciously looked up at the cliff.
There are many caves on this cliff, some close and some far away. Many people opened their doors and looked down.
This cliff is simply a natural viewing platform!
Jianchou finally understood.
Moreover, after this happened, everyone's first reaction was to come and watch the fun, as if this was already the norm, which surprised Jianchou.
After taking his stance, Chen Jiu's entire temperament became evil and he looked provocatively at Qu Zhengfeng who was standing in the air in the distance.
"I heard that Senior Brother Qu has already reached the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Stage and can enter the Out-of-Body Stage at any time. Today, I would like to ask Senior Brother for your guidance!"
After saying that, he finally slowly pulled out his hand from his waist.
A brilliant silver light was then held in his hand.
It should be a sword, but Jianchou couldn't see clearly what the sword looked like. He could only see a large area of silver light.
As for Qu Zhengfeng, he walked leisurely, riding the "Hai Guang Sword" that he had introduced to Jianchou.
"Junior brother, your tolerance is too narrow. You need to practice more."
hehe.
Practice more
If I lose a few more treasures, do you think I'm a fool
Shen Jiu refused resolutely.
He clenched his teeth, imagining the New Moon Sword in his hand turning into a machete and cutting Qu Zhengfeng into pieces.
The hot blood flowing in the body suddenly accelerated.
Chen Jiu felt an unprecedented excitement, his eyes opened wide and the silver light around him became brighter.
Although it was daytime at this moment, he seemed to have covered himself with all the stars in the sky!
At the moment when the silver light was so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it, Chen Ju rushed out, as if he had turned into a meteor, and a silver light was in front of Qu Zhengfeng in an instant.
Qu Zhengfeng didn't expect that Chen Jiu's sword would come with such a powerful force.
He was startled for a moment, then reacted and raised his sword to block lightly.
"bite."
It was an extremely ordinary sound, but after spreading out, it struck into the deepest part of people's hearts!
That swift silver light was actually blocked back accurately!
"not bad."
Qu Zhengfeng shook his wrist and praised.
This junior fellow disciple never fought with him, simply because he never drew his sword against someone with higher cultivation than himself.
Qu Zhengfeng's cultivation level is higher than his, but he seldom takes action, so few people actually know his true strength.
The seven disciples of Fudaoshan are actually the biggest mystery of Yashan.
Their master is not in the mountains all year round. Even if he is in the mountains, he can only give them guidance when they are most confused. The rest of the time, they basically have to rely on themselves to practice.
Therefore, the paths taken by the seven people are basically completely different.
Perhaps, they all have the same magical weapon, but the same magical weapon will have different effects when used by different people.
Everyone knew the cultivation levels of these seven people. Qu Zhengfeng was at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, while Chen Jiu had just entered the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage.
But cultivation is not the same as combat power.
On the surface, the one with the highest combat power should be the fourth disciple, Chen Jiu, who frequently drew his sword in Yashan and had never lost since he drew his sword. However, some people said that the third disciple of Fudaoshan, the sword fanatic who was in seclusion for 364 out of 365 days a year, might be the one with higher combat power.
As for Qu Zhengfeng, he is quite gentle and treats people with kindness and gentleness, so few people think about his fighting ability.
Only those who paid close attention noticed that Chen Jiu had drawn his sword against other people but not against Qu Zhengfeng.
Is it a competition between the middle stage of Nascent Soul and the late stage of Nascent Soul
Almost everyone who knew about it had their eyes shining!
A Yuanying-stage cultivator would be a powerful figure in the entire Nineteen Continents, and even in a place like Yashan, he would be considered extremely powerful. A Yuanying-stage cultivator could often cause mountains to fall and rivers to crumble with just a wave of his hand.
Now the fight is only held on the cliff, so the hands and feet cannot be used too freely, it can only be considered as "exchange of ideas" at best.
However, even just "learning from each other" is enough to make people fascinated.
Two brilliant lights, one silver and one blue, began to fight fiercely on the top of Lingzhao Mountain, and soon landed on the sword-drawing platform.
Just right.
Chen Jiu became more and more courageous as the fight went on, and he felt that all the anger and resentment in his heart were injected into his magic. The starlight on the Wanxiang Dou Plate under his feet flickered frequently, and each flicker represented that he had activated the magic corresponding to the Dao Seal.
The silver light of the sword in his hand never dimmed even a little.
Compared to Chen Jiu's bold and aggressive style, Qu Zhengfeng is much gentler.
When Shen Ju attacked, he defended; when Shen Ju advanced, he retreated.
Just as he advanced and retreated, he gradually reached the edge of the sword-drawing platform.
Before his eyes, Chen Jiu swung another sword from the air, and there were even faint flashes of lightning in the air, all brought about by the power of this sword!
Qu Zhengfeng finally stomped his foot hard, causing stone dust to rise up.
A dark blue bowl suddenly appeared under his feet!
At this moment, Jianchou, who was standing high on the cliff, even widened his eyes!
A fighting plate of three meters in radius!
During the entire fight, Qu Zhengfeng never showed his fighting plate, as if he was hesitant about something. At this moment, he suddenly showed the fighting plate, and there was a sound of people around gasping for air!
Jianchou couldn't help but think that Fudaoshan's fighting plate seemed to be just three meters long...
She remembered that she once asked Fudaoshanren about his cultivation level. He said that three hundred years ago he was in the worldly state, but now he is out of the body.
The natural fighting plate is ten feet long.
Now he has reached the out-of-body stage and his fighting spirit is three meters high.
So what about this Junior Brother Qu Zhengfeng
His innate fighting skills are unknown, but it is true that he has reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul Stage!
There are only two possibilities: first, his talent in fighting is beyond that of Fudaoshanren; second, his strength at this moment is no different from that of a cultivator in the out-of-body stage!
Those who can see Qu Zhengfeng's fighting plate can naturally make the same judgment as Jianchou.
Everyone couldn't believe it!
Even Chen Jiu, who was fighting with Qu Zhengfeng, cursed loudly: "Damn it, we are all brothers from the same sect, and you are still hiding your incompetence!"
“Know yourself and know your enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger.”
There was a hint of smile in Qu Zhengfeng's voice.
The tip of his sword was pointing diagonally at the ground, and his fighting plate was spinning on the ground. It happened to be a pattern composed of seven Dao elements, a Dao seal!
As soon as the words fell, the seal lit up slightly.
A stream of light started from the first Daozi, then the second, the third...
In just a moment, the entire Dao Seal was lit up!
Qu Zhengfeng's figure was floating and swaying, as if in the clouds.
Being beside Qu Zhengfeng, Chen Jiu felt as if he could hear the sound of rolling waves and the undercurrent in the deep sea, which was gradually surging, making people feel safe and comfortable. It seemed as if his whole body and mind were willing to fall asleep in such a peaceful light.
…
If you look from a distance, you can see the sword-drawing platform suspended in the air. The dark blue light has covered the entire sword-drawing platform. Qu Zhengfeng's figure has long been blurred, and the silver light held in Chen Jiu's hand has gradually become weaker.
Jianchou stared closely, already having a vague premonition in his mind.
The outcome of the battle is about to be decided at this moment, right
She saw that in the vast blue light below, the silver light, which had originally become weak, suddenly became brighter, as if it had exploded, and the dark blue light in the sky seemed to tremble.
However, he failed to succeed in the end.
"boom!"
When the two rays of light collided, a huge wave of air bounced out from the sword-drawing platform to the surroundings.
When this wave of air was felt, a hazy green light suddenly popped out from the mountain wall and spread out like ripples. The burst of spiritual energy wave then dissipated.
Everyone only felt a gust of wind blowing in their faces, and when they looked again, the silver light had been thrown out of the sword-drawing platform and fell to the ground.
When Chen Jiu fell to the ground, he thrust the dimmed silver light in his hand into the ground to avoid falling down, and he finally managed to stabilize himself.
He was gasping for breath and his face was slightly pale.
He raised his eyes and looked towards the sword-drawing platform.
On the high sword-drawing platform, Qu Zhengfeng stood with his hands behind his back, smiling: "If you want to draw your sword against me, I'm afraid you'll have to think about your own temper."
"Heh..."
Chen Jiu exhaled and slowly stood up. The silver light in his hand was absorbed into his body and disappeared the moment he stood up.
"A disciple of Yashan, why should you be afraid of drawing your sword?"
His eyes suddenly became frighteningly bright, and his gaze towards Qu Zhengfeng became fiery.
"But I didn't expect that Senior Brother Qu was the one who had been hiding his true abilities. After being defeated by Senior Brother this time, Chen Jiu was convinced. But next time... hehe."
"… "
Hearing the laughter, Jianchou immediately lowered his head and sighed.
I was so excited before, but now...
"hey-hey."
A laugh that was almost identical to Chen Ju's suddenly sounded in Jianchou's ears.
Jianchou was startled and turned around, only to see that Fudaoshanren had stood beside him with a chicken leg in his hand, staring intently at what was happening on the sword-drawing platform in front of him, chewing non-stop in his mouth.
"Master, when did you come?"
I feel no sorrow at all.
Fudao Shanren waved his hands and smacked his lips, "I came when they started fighting. I didn't know these two guys had improved so much over the years, especially the idiot Zhengfeng. He dared to cultivate his Doupan to the same size as a Shanren like me. It's really too much! Too much!"
I am so sad that I have nothing to say.
It seemed that Qu Zhengfeng and Chen Ju had just had this fight before, and they were still joking with each other after they walked away. There was no big problem at all.
She recalled the tense situation when the two men were fighting with swords just now, and felt strange again.
Fudaoshanren said with a tone of someone who had experienced it, "This is Yashan, you just need to get used to it."
This is Yashan.
You'll get used to it.
Jianchou has heard words with similar meaning more than once.
Yashan is indeed a very special place.
Seeing Chen Jiu and Qu Zhengfeng bickering as they walked back, she couldn't help but laugh: "Come to think of it, I always feel like Junior Brother Qu seems... not that simple."
"Nonsense." Fudaoshanren recalled the past and felt like dying. "This group of idiots, each of them is evil at heart. Do you know why the master became an irresponsible master?"
"You know you are irresponsible?"
Jianchou was extremely surprised that Fudaoshanren had such self-awareness.
Fudao Shanren was nearly choked to death by this little girl!
How could he forget his own physique!
None of the disciples he accepted were good people!
This girl Jianchou looks honest, but she might be just like that bastard Qu Zhengfeng, with a white skin and black inside, completely wicked!
Thinking about the painful experiences he had in accepting disciples over the past few hundred years, Fudaoshanren couldn't help but feel sad. He even felt that the chicken legs that had always been delicious had become tasteless.
He silently stuffed the half-eaten chicken leg into his sleeve and disappeared.
He raised his head and looked at Jianchou seriously: "Girl..."
Like you have something to say
Jianchou turned sideways and looked at him, wondering, "Master?"
"Over the years, the seven disciples that Master has taken in have, without exception, all grown up in a crooked way." Fu Daoshanren felt extremely heavy.
When Jianchou heard this, the corner of his eye twitched.
Fudaoshanren added a hint of sadness to his voice: "It's all Master's fault. He trusted them too much and let them do whatever they wanted. Ever since Qu Zhengfeng turned into a squash, the disciples who came after him have really followed his example. Although they haven't learned 20% or 30% of his evil heart, they are not much different."
Is that so…
Jianchou silently recalled the "hehe" laugh he had just heard. Chen Ju's style was exactly the same as Fudao Shanren's!
So, who are your disciples learning from
Is it really okay to put the blame on Qu Zhengfeng, the only person who seems to be a normal person? !
Fudao Shanren didn't notice the almost twitching expression on Jianchou's face at all. He was still immersed in his own sorrow, unable to extricate himself, looking extremely vicissitudes of life.
"So, Master has made a very important decision at this moment."
Turning his gaze, he looked at Jianchou seriously.
Jianchou blinked.
Fu Dao Shanren said: "In order to prevent you from being taught a bad lesson by them, I have decided to teach you myself. I will definitely make you the most outstanding female cultivator in the entire Yashan!"
this…
Jianchou felt an urge to hold his forehead and sigh.
Finally, she couldn't help it and reminded Fu Dao Shanren: "Master, I am the only female cultivator in Yashan."
No one will be better than her without your teaching!
Fudaoshanren slapped his forehead, showing an expression of sudden realization, and quickly changed the topic: "It's okay, there is another explanation, that is, to make you the most outstanding person among the disciples of Yashan this generation, even if you are a female cultivator, it doesn't matter, go back and beat those seven idiots! You can become a female cultivator who surpasses male cultivators!"
This time it is true, but it doesn't sound like a good thing to say.
Jianchou really wanted to tell Fudaoshanren: With you around, the possibility of me growing crooked is greater!
It’s a pity that Fudaoshanren couldn’t hear her inner cries.
When he saw Chou's expression, he thought his disciple was touched, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's better to do it today than to wait for a day. Come with Master."
Fudaoshan flipped his hand and took out a black jade slip with the word "Jing" engraved on it.
He raised his hand and directly placed the jade slip on the wooden sign hanging in front of Jianchou's house. The simple wooden sign that was originally engraved with the two words "Jianchou" suddenly changed. Ancient patterns spread out, and the three ancient characters "Scripture Repository" were engraved on it.
Jianchou was still amazed.
Fudao Shanren walked to Jianchou's door, raised his hand and pushed it. The familiar door opened, and the furnishings inside were indeed not what Jianchou saw last night.
Pushing open this small door is like pushing open two huge doors!
Row after row of bookshelves are neatly arranged in the room, and the high dome is decorated with crane patterns.
Jianchou knew at a glance that when Fudao Shanren pressed the jade slip on the wooden sign in front of his house, the space inside seemed to have changed.
Walking in, Jianchou looked around and realized how huge this space was. There were rows and rows of bookshelves that stretched to the horizon. Every book, whether it was a thread-bound book, a silk book, or a bamboo slip, had a faintly glowing jade slip suspended in front of it.
"This is my Yashan Sutra Library. The stronger your cultivation, the more things you can see here. Generally speaking, this Sutra Library is open to Yashan disciples once a year, but you are a new disciple, so Master has opened a back door for you."
Fudao Shanren did not explain the matter of the jade slip. He just put his hands behind his back and paced proudly in this huge scripture library.
"You are at the Qi Refining stage, so you shouldn't be able to read too many things. I thought about it and realized that before you seal your plate and build your foundation, you are just accumulating strength. You don't need any guidance from me. The Sutra Library is a good place to practice. You can just practice here until you seal your plate and build your foundation before coming out!"
Practice in one breath until you have sealed the plate and established the foundation before coming out!
Jianchou couldn't help but open his eyes wide, thinking that Fudaoshanren was joking with him: "Didn't Master Niu say that some people can't build a foundation in three to five years? Have I stayed in the Sutra Library all this time?"
"Three to five years is a mediocre talent." Fudao Shanren rolled his eyes. "For example, the Zhang Sui you met in the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple is one of them. But how can you compare with them? You have a ten-foot-long innate fighting plate, which others can't even envy. It shows that you have an outstanding talent. You just need to practice here quietly and light up all the Kun lines that can be lit, and then you can seal the plate and build the foundation."
Is it that easy
It's also a foundation-building step after all.
From the basic information that Jianchou had learned, building the foundation seemed to be a hurdle. There were too many people who could not pass this level. But to Fudaoshanren, it seemed as simple as eating and drinking, as if it was natural.
She then thought of what Chen Ju and others had said. In Yashan, the cloud ladder was for newly-initiated disciples.
really…
Is this Yashan
Jianchou suddenly understood why ordinary people could not survive in Yashan.
"My Yashan has always had a high threshold for accepting disciples. It is a place where geniuses gather." Fudaoshanren saw her sad expression and couldn't help but comfort her, "You are also one of these many geniuses. But genius alone cannot accomplish anything. The reason why Yashan is Yashan is not only because we only want geniuses, but also because we only want down-to-earth geniuses."
“This is not only a place where geniuses gather, but also a place where geniuses work harder than ordinary people.”
"I once told you that I don't like Kunwu's Hengxu old monster. Besides being our mortal enemy, he, like the disciples of Yashan, is well aware of the fact that genius requires hard work."
This is actually a very heavy topic.
Jianchou didn't expect that Fudaoshanren could be so serious.
After a long while, she nodded: "Disciple understands."
"That's good to understand." Fudaoshan narrowed his eyes and said, "Don't worry, just listen to Master and practice well. Your fighting plate is ten feet long. If you can light up half of it, you will be a master. If you can light up seven or eight out of ten, you will definitely be able to kill those seven idiots outside in the future!"
"I didn't intend to kill..."
No…
Jianchou was almost misled by Fudaoshanren. She reacted for a moment and quickly changed her words: "Jianchou has no feelings for the seven junior brothers..."
"Alright, alright, hermit, how can I not know you?" Fudao hermit had an expression of "I've seen through you a long time ago" and waved his hands like shooing away a fly. "I don't know who was watching the fight between the two idiots on the sword-drawing stage just now, with his eyes shining. Tsk, hermit, I really should use the photo-retaining mirror to take a picture of you, and see if you dare to say one thing and mean another!"
"… "
Jianchou raised his hand and subconsciously pressed the corner of his eyes.
Her eyes were very beautiful, with narrow and long tails, the color of which was slightly darker than the surrounding snow-white and translucent skin, revealing an unusual charm, but her eyes were extremely clear, giving people a cold feeling.
Eyes glowing
Is there
Jianchou recalled the blazing silver light and the blue light all over the sky on the sword-drawing platform, and couldn't help but smile: "Maybe."
She didn't know if she longed for a life where people would draw their swords at the slightest disagreement. She only knew...
At this moment, she had no reason to refuse Fu Daoshan's help.
In the Nineteenth Continent, she needs to make herself stronger.
There is no soil for the weak to survive here, everything needs to be based on strength.
What makes her different from others is that she doesn't just have the pressure of survival.
Xie Buchen, Nie Xiaowan, Xu Lan'er, Zhang Sui... even Fudaoshanren, one by one, made Jianchou feel that she urgently wanted to become stronger.
Slowly lowering his fingers, Jianchou folded his hands in front of him and bowed to Fudaoshanren: "Jianchou wishes to retreat in the Sutra Repository and will not come out before sealing the plate and building the foundation."