Holding the sword in the air, feeling the breeze blowing against his face, passing through the clouds, his clothes rustled, and the turbid air in Zhao Jiuge's chest gradually dissipated. He carried his hands behind his back, feeling indescribably free and refined, looking indifferent and squinting his eyes. ahead.
Now he is no longer the novice who was cautious and fearful when he first wielded a sword in the air. Moreover, with Coach Zhou, a powerful master, beside him, he was not worried at all, but he felt unprecedentedly numb and a little drifting with the crowd. , the biggest goal in my heart is to improve my strength, and improving my strength cannot be achieved in one step, it must be accumulated slowly.
This time when he went to the place called Sijian Cliff, Zhao Jiuge didn't have any other ideas. He was very calm. On the contrary, he had some expectations. Others have ten years to sharpen their swords, but I, Zhao Jiuge, will master the mysteries in one year.
Seeing Zhao Jiuge's face constantly changing, Coach Zhou was a mature man who still didn't know what Zhao Jiuge was thinking. The face that was always known for being stern smiled lightly, and the beard on his chin also moved a few times.
"Zhao Jiuge, don't worry. I'm not confining you this time to punish you. Don't think you're going to a bad place. Take advantage of a year to practice well, and then arrange for you to go to the Deacon Hall to receive tasks and earn tribute. , by the way, to improve your actual combat experience, in the year before this, your sword skills must satisfy me before I let you out, otherwise you understand."
Coach Zhou showed a meaningful smile, then paused and continued, "I am optimistic about you. When the time comes, you will be able to comprehend the sword intention of Tongxuan and reach the foundation-building realm. Before you enter the inner gate, as long as your gate tribute is enough , I will go back to the Sword Making Hall to help you get a magical flying sword, you have to fight for these by yourself, otherwise no one else can help you."
After saying this, Coach Zhou remained silent and ignored Zhao Jiuge. He only left a figure behind Zhao Jiuge in front of Feijian.
Hearing Coach Zhou's words, Zhao Jiuge had a look of astonishment on his face, and his dull expression suddenly became heated. He almost forgot about the Fei Baofei Sword, and his motivation to practice immediately rose.
Seeing those senior brothers and sisters soaring in the clouds with swords, their clothes swaying elegantly, Zhao Jiuge had long been envious of him. Only the last time he came to apprentice and this time he experienced the taste of swordsmanship twice under the guidance of Coach Zhou. Looking at those fine flying swords, Zhao Jiuge felt itchy all the time.
Through records, Zhao Jiuge has long understood that when the spiritual power in the body of the Foundation Establishment Realm is constantly circulating, he can fly with a sword for a short period of time. After condensing the spiritual elixir, he can control the sword in the air without falling.
Thinking back to the time when I was a urchin in the mountains and embarked on the path of cultivation by chance, why didn't I yearn for that step of mysterious and unpredictable strength
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Xuantian Palace.
A fair-haired young man wearing a purple shirt sat in the first place. His eyes were weathered and his temperament was gentle. He always made people feel like he was bathing in the spring breeze.
There were three figures standing below Jian Wuxin.
One man was wearing a yellow robe, and he was elegant but a little cynical. Even when facing Jian Wuxin, the headmaster of Xuantian Sword Sect, he was still like this, but his expression was respectful.
There was a girl with a face as cold as frost, a trace of respect between her brows on her white and tender face, a graceful figure, and wearing a white dress. She was the girl who was riding a fiery red flying sword that day.
There was also a short stature, wearing a green silk gauze dress with two pigtails. She was about ten years old, with a cute and smart face. This little girl was the only one who showed no restraint and respect in front of Jian Wuxin, smiling brightly. When he saw it, his eyes narrowed into a slit.
"What do you think of this Zhao Jiuge?" Jian Wuxin's gentle voice sounded. The previous brawl with a huge number of people happened to be discovered by a few people in Xuantian Palace.
Wu Tianshan, who was dressed in a yellow robe, pondered for a long time. Although he was wondering why the master knew about this boy Zhao Jiuge, he still said obediently, "I have a successful temperament but insufficient qualifications. If I don't have special opportunities in the future, I won't be able to go on this road." It’s too far to be of any use.”
After thinking for a long time, Wu Tianshan said word by word.
Hearing this, the cold and charming woman in a white dress glared and cursed at Wu Tianshan angrily, "What do you mean by being useless? When you first entered the profession, weren't you said to be talented and indulgent? The realm of transformation has been stagnant for hundreds of years, but there is still progress. If cultivation relies solely on talent, how did so many seniors get to where they are today? It’s not just one step at a time."
Wu Tianshan was a little embarrassed when he heard the lesson from the woman in the white dress. He lowered his head slightly, smiled shamelessly, and said softly, "That's what the senior sister taught you."
Seeing Wu Tianshan's cynical look, the cold and charming woman in white dress became even more angry and rolled her eyes, "Looking at you like this, you are not even as good as Sha Sha. I am a woman after all. My second junior brother has been missing for many years and I don't know if I am trapped." From now on, Xuantian Peak will still have to be controlled by you."
After saying that, Bie Hongling sighed softly, showing her hatred for the iron that cannot be transformed into steel, and then fell silent.
When Wu Tianshan heard Fu Hongling's words, he put away his cynicism and finally looked serious. Thinking of his second senior brother, Wu Tianshan also fell silent.
On the other hand, the green gauze girl who had been whispering that it was boring and not fun heard her senior sister mentioning her, her dark eyes rolled, and then she smiled innocently with her cute smile, first she made a move towards Wu Tianshan He made a face, and then leaned on Tie Hongling's arm.
"Third Senior Brother, you really can't do it. I have been condensing the elixir for more than a year now, and I feel that it won't be long before I can transform into a Nascent Soul. If you don't work hard and break through the realm, be careful that I catch up with you."
The girl named Shasha's two pigtails swayed as she spoke, and she raised her head playfully, looking at Wu Tianshan with a pair of cunning dark eyes.
If there were any outsiders here at this time, they would secretly be stunned. Little girls under twelve years old have already condensed the elixir and reached the elixir realm.
There is no shortage of geniuses in the world, but there are always mountains beyond the mountains and heaven beyond the sky.
When Wu Tianshan heard Shasha's teasing, the embarrassment between his eyebrows became more intense. The key was that he couldn't say anything yet. This little junior sister had always been loved by his master and senior sister. Several junior brothers also loved Susu very well. He In front of this little aunt, I couldn't stand up to my senior brother at all, so I simply kept silent and let her talk.
Seeing Wu Tianshan's deflated look, Fu Hongling chuckled. This little junior sister is indeed a pistachio, and her qualifications can be called a monster. Even the corners of Jian Wuxin's mouth curled up as he looked at the few sitting down quietly. The disciples were playing and having fun.
"If Zhao Jiuge can understand Tongxuan and break through to the foundation-building realm within three years, I will be ready to accept him as a disciple." Jian Wuxin said lightly, but the three disciples below were really stunned and had different reactions.
Fu Hongling's face was as warm as water, and she had a faint smile, as if it should be taken for granted, but the smile between her eyebrows betrayed her. She only liked this young man, and maybe there was another little one. Junior brother.
Wu Tianshan, on the other hand, looked dumbfounded. He did not expect that the master would decide the number of disciples so easily. You must know that the master had already decided not to accept disciples easily. He did not accept a disciple for hundreds of years, but he only found Shasha. When he was young, he was too lovable and had too evil qualifications to accept him as his disciple. Now this Zhao Jiuge has an average mind and nature, let alone outstanding qualifications. How can he enter the master's eyes
Wu Tianshan believed that his master would not make a decision without reason. Such a decision would naturally have its own reasons, but he was curious in his heart as to what was so outstanding about Zhao Jiuge.
After hearing this, Shasha had a smile on her face. She couldn't help but clapped her hands and feet, jumped up and shouted, cheering, "Okay, okay, I want to be a senior sister. Haha, someone will finally call me senior sister in the future. I won't do it anymore." He’s the youngest one.”
Jian Wuxin couldn't help but smile when he saw Shasha's cute appearance, and then explained patiently, "Practice mainly depends on diligence, and the second thing you see is talent. I believe you don't need me to say more about this." I understand. Do you know why I suddenly wanted to take this little guy as my disciple?"
Seeing several disciples shaking their heads, Jian Wuxin opened his lips and said softly, "Because I see in my eyes a fate that refuses to admit defeat, a fate that is not willing to accept the status quo, and even a trace of stubbornness that does not believe in evil."
Several disciples looked impressed and nodded in understanding.
Only Shasha's dark eyes showed a cunning look, and she didn't know if she had thought of some weird idea.
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The flying sword shuttled around for a short time, and finally bent through a 180-degree arc, then slowly descended, and circled half a circle around a cliff, and then stopped at the cliff in the middle of the cliff.
After getting off the flying sword, Zhao Jiuge stared blankly at the twenty-square-meter space. It was said that it was Sijian Cliff. It was just that there was a naturally formed cave on the cliff in the middle of the cliff. Looking at the steep posture of the cliff, he wanted to walk along the mountain. It was impossible to climb down the wall. If Coach Zhou hadn't used a flying sword to bring him in, he probably wouldn't have been able to find this position.
No wonder this place specially allows disciples who have made mistakes to be detained here. Zhao Jiuge was fascinated when he saw the words Sijianya carved on the three vermilion paint on the wall.
With a chuckle, Coach Zhou said, "Okay, you can practice here for a year with peace of mind. Someone will give you meals in the future. Don't underestimate this place. Nowadays, many famous figures in the sect are here." After being imprisoned here, you can calm down and put aside distracting thoughts, and your cultivation will improve by leaps and bounds. This is your chance."
After finishing his words, Coach Zhou ascended slowly with his flying sword, then circled around the cliff and disappeared, leaving only Zhao Jiuge alone.
Zhao Jiuge looked at this small place quietly and smiled to himself. There was only a simple stone bed and a stone table, and then nothing else.
Then when he saw the scenery outside, Zhao Jiuge felt inexplicably better. The sound of the waterfall flowing down next to him could be heard in his ears. The entire cave had a panoramic view of the scenery outside. The mountains were full of green. Looking from above, Zhao Jiuge felt that his mind had become broader.
Listening to the sound of running water, enjoying the warm sunshine pouring down from the setting sun, and looking at the unobstructed view across the way, Zhao Jiuge just casually sat with his legs crossed and began to practice. His whole heart became inexplicably quiet. .
Time just passes away little by little in practice...
Time is like water, and years are like songs.
No matter how time flies by and leaves in a hurry, I only care about you. I wonder how you are now, whether you are still as beautiful as a flower.