Buzz~
A strange wave enveloped Yang Qi, and the next moment, his figure was moved out of the seventh floor of the Sword Tower and entered the eighth floor of the Sword Tower.
The puppet holding a long sword stood quietly in the center of the hall. A strong aura emanated from his body. The aura on the puppet had reached the late stage of the six-star martial sect. Even without making a move, Yang Qi felt a huge threat.
Wow~
Suddenly, a terrifying sword intent burst out from the puppet.
"This is... the sword intent has reached a minor success!" Yang Qi's pupils shrank. The sword intent on the puppet had actually reached the point of minor success. No one, even the prodigies on the prodigy list, had reached a minor success in artistic conception!
Whoosh~
At this moment, the puppet moved, and the long sword turned into a stream of light and instantly came in front of Yang Qi.
“So fast!”
Yang Qi's face changed. This sword actually made him feel a life-and-death threat.
"war!"
With a low roar, Yang Qi pushed the energy in his body to the limit, and the long sword turned into a sharp sword light and stabbed out.
"Boom~"
The two sword lights collided with each other, accompanied by a muffled sound, and Yang Qi's figure was directly blown away and hit the protective formation hard.
"Wow~"
Yang Qi spurted out a mouthful of blood, looking at the puppet in horror. With just one sword, he was seriously injured! His body was almost close to the best Xuanbing, but under the puppet's sword, he was still seriously injured.
"retreat!"
Without any hesitation, Yang Qi directly chose to withdraw from the eighth floor of the Sword Tower. One sword would seriously injure him, and three or five swords would probably kill him. The gap was too big, whether in realm or cultivation, it was like a child fighting with an adult, and was completely crushed. To defeat the puppet on the eighth floor of the Sword Tower, at least a practitioner with a minor success in sword intent had to have a chance!
"Little guy, this must be uncomfortable." A familiar voice was heard when Yang Qi had just left the sword tower.
Looking at Huang Zongming with a smile on his face, Yang Qi couldn't help but smile awkwardly. He still underestimated the gap between the eighth and seventh floors of the Sword Tower. He thought that even if he couldn't defeat the puppet on the eighth floor, he could at least fight him for a few moves. But he didn't expect that he would be completely crushed as soon as the puppet made a move!
"You don't have to feel disappointed. You know that in the past three thousand years, only Xiao Xuantian has passed the eighth floor of the Sword Tower." Huang Zongming said with emotion.
A genius who can pass through the ninth floor of the Sword Tower may not appear in tens of thousands of years. Even for the eighth floor of the Sword Tower, it may only appear once in thousands of years. Huang Zongming was already very shocked that Yang Qi could pass through the seventh floor of the Sword Tower. After all, how long has Yang Qi been at Xuanjian Peak? Less than a year!
Xiao Xuantian!
He was the most dazzling genius in Tianjian Sect in thousands of years, a monstrous person who had entered the realm of Martial Honor at the age of forty. In Zichen Continent, entering the realm of Martial Honor before the age of one hundred was already considered a genius, but Xiao Xuantian had doubled this age!
In Xiao Xuantian's era, even the equally evil thunderclouds could only be surpassed by its dazzling brilliance.
After a few days of recuperation, Yang Qi went to Lingyun Valley, which was where Lin Qingyu practiced. Lingyun Valley was located on a low mountain next to Tianjian Peak. It didn't even have a name because it was so low.
There was only a stone road leading up the mountain, and there was almost no one to be seen. Yang Qi walked along the mountain road for a cup of tea before he saw a young man.
“Eh~” The young man was stunned when he saw Yang Qi, and asked in surprise, “Someone actually came here?”
“Senior.” Yang Qi said respectfully. The young man in front of him looked to be only in his twenties or thirties, but he couldn’t tell from his cultivation level. He had a restrained aura and was very likely a martial arts master.
“Don’t call me senior, it makes me seem very old.” The young man waved his hand and said, “My name is Liu Han, you can just call me Senior Brother Liu.”
"Senior Brother Liu." Yang Qi said, "I am Yang Qi, and I am here to become your disciple."
"Become my disciple?" Liu Han was stunned, but the next moment, he laughed, "No one has come to become my disciple for many years. I didn't expect someone to come."
Yang Qi was startled. He also found that the hill was somewhat desolate. Fortunately, the heaven and earth vitality was rich, otherwise it would be no different from a desolate hill. However, even so, there were not many people on the hill. In fact, he was also very surprised to see that the hill was somewhat desolate. According to Huang Zongming, Lin Qingyu was very good at teaching his disciples, and many people should have become his disciples. However, the mountain road looked like no one had been here for a long time.
"If you want to become my disciple, follow the mountain road. If you can see Lingyun Valley, you will have the opportunity to become my disciple." Liu Han said lightly.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Liu, for letting me know."
Yang Qi nodded slightly, bowed to Liu Han, and then disappeared on the mountain road.
"It's really interesting. After so many years, there are still people who come to become my disciples. Don't you know the test set by the master? You can't even find the place?" Liu Han looked at Yang Qi who was leaving, shook his head and smiled.
Once upon a time, how many practitioners had trampled through the mountain roads, wanting to enter Lingyun Valley to become disciples, but they couldn't even see Lingyun Valley! That's right, they couldn't even see Lingyun Valley. Yang Qi, who left, didn't even notice that Liu Han was talking about if he could see Lingyun Valley, not seeing it!
"You kid, you've just been back for a few days. I thought you would help the master with something, but now you're here to be lazy." At this moment, an old man in hemp clothes, carrying a medicine basket, appeared behind the young man.
"Master, I'm not being lazy. A little kid just came to become my disciple. He should be almost at the formation now." Liu Han hurriedly explained after hearing this.
"Someone wants to become my disciple?" The old man in hemp clothes was slightly startled, then he seemed to remember something and said with a smile, "It should be the Yang Qi mentioned by your Uncle Huang. I heard that he passed the seventh floor of the Sword Tower."
"Break through the seventh floor of the Sword Tower?"
Liu Han's expression changed slightly. In the past thousands of years, only Xiao Xuantian had passed through the eighth floor of the Sword Tower. Although there were more people on the seventh floor of the Sword Tower, they were still rare. Even he did not expect that the inconspicuous boy just now was actually a monstrous genius who had passed through the seventh floor of the Sword Tower.
"If you hadn't been lazy, how could you be a six-star martial master?" The old man in hemp clothes glanced at Liu Han unhappily, and then said, "Let's go and meet this little guy. After all, he is the guy recommended by Senior Brother Huang. I hope he can pass the formation outside Lingyun Valley."
"It's not surprising that I can't get through. That formation back then blocked 99% of the geniuses." Liu Han curled his lips.
In the past, there were many practitioners who came to seek out disciples, but 99% of the geniuses could not even enter Lingyun Valley. As time went by, no one came to seek out disciples, which led to the current situation where the small mountain gate is deserted.
Yang Qi walked along the mountain road for about half a cup of tea. A breeze blew by, and bursts of crisp bell sounds came from the air.
"This ringtone is so comfortable." Yang Qi murmured as he listened to the beautiful melody.
"Hmm?" Suddenly, Yang Qi's face changed. With a firm determination in martial arts, how could he be easily influenced by external things? But the ringing sound actually made him feel a sense of identity.
"Oh no, this ring tone is weird."
In an instant, Yang Qi understood that the sound of the bell mixed with the mountain wind was definitely not an ordinary bell! This was a sound that could confuse people's minds. (To be continued)