Starting From Huashan Sword Slave, Signing For Ten Years

What Yue Qianshan said was too amazing.

So that they were silent for a long time and couldn't accept it for a while.

Even Fengyao has been hesitant to speak many times, but he still doesn't know how to refute it.

Although Yang Buji has been in the devil for more than ten years, he still has the eye to see people, especially a young man under 30 years old.

No matter how talented and strong a youth is at this age, some things need to be deposited over time.

In Fengyao, he can also tell whether the target is disgusting or not, and judge the opponent's age from the look in his eyes, and so on.

"Well, combining Buji and Qianshan's statement, let's just assume that Qianshan's guess is correct. We can think that this person is likely to have no malice against Huashan. If you change to a wicked person, you will definitely be dead if you don't."

Feng Yao pondered for a while, then slowly spoke.

He is the person with the highest standing and the most right to speak.

"Being low-key in the future, no matter whether this expert is still hidden in Huashan, everyone doesn’t know that, with his strength, he really has ideas for Huashan. No one in Huashan can resist. If he really looks at something. , Let him take it away.

"Of course, in terms of defense, we still need to be more strengthened. I have been sneaked into the hinterland of Huashan repeatedly and silently. It's shameful to think about it."

"In the future, we will strengthen the cultivation of disciples and focus on cultivating a few backbones. I heard that there is a disciple of Lin Kun who is the most talented. After confirming his character and character, let him come to see me. I personally teach that Huashan must cultivate as soon as possible. Create a master of heaven!"

Feng Yao gave the order.

"Yes." Yue Qianshan and other high-level officials said in unison.

"Uncle, I should not be able to survive for two months, but the inner strength of the dantian is still there, but unfortunately I regressed to the middle rank. There is a secret method of enlightenment in the madness formula, which can lose 60% of the situation without any side effects. Pass internal strength to others.

"During this period of time, look for someone to accept."

Yang Buji reminded weakly.

…

A month and a half passed in a blink of an eye.

Except for the large-scale adjustment of Huashan's personnel deployment earlier, life is still the same.

Ye Qing put all the black iron materials into the box in the bedroom secret compartment.

Over the years, he signed in and obtained a lot of things, such as four famous sword-level swords, piled up hills of cultivation medicines, etc., all of which were collected and hidden by him.

But none of these things can be exposed, let alone give them to Yue Ling'er.

But it did so little to him that the two big boxes under the bedroom floor almost couldn't fit.

In the evening, Ye Qing carried a pot of wine and went to find Cheng Shuang.

Even though this guy had been convulsed earlier, he suspected Ye Qing.

But after calming down, Ye Qing was not afraid. The so-called master of art was bold, and he was also afraid of a mysterious martial artist.

"Why is Elder Fengyao not a heavenly rank, and his seniority is so high, he is one of the people of Huashan's founding sect, how can he be one hundred and forty or fifty years old? Stage increased life for two hundred years.

"Since he is not a heavenly rank, he can live to be at most one hundred and twenty or thirty years old. Isn't he old enough?"

In the old wooden house, Ye Qing poured a glass of wine for Cheng Shuang.

He often comes to Cheng Shuang to drink, and there is another reason. This guy is very well-informed, probably because he feels that he can't improve his strength and is too idle, and all his energy is spent on these gossips.

Cheng Shuang hesitated, "This is also the secret of Huashan..."

"Did you reveal too little?" Ye Qing said with a smile, "I am not qualified. I love hearing these rumors."

"Well, this matter is actually nothing. Master had an early adventure and got a rare vermilion fruit. The medicinal effect is superb. It can help prolong your skills and prolong your life for a hundred years. Roughly speaking, Master should have one hundred this year. Fifty years old now."

"This is the magic medicine for longevity that people all over the world yearn for. In the entire Southern Territory, only our masters have a deep blessing..."

Cheng Shuang drank the wine refreshingly, answering Ye Qing's doubts.

He held a long ending and changed the front of the conversation, "No, I should regret it if I want to come to Master, Zhu Guo has side effects, which greatly exhausts the potential of the user, making the possibility of Master breaking through the heavens become even more slim."

Ye Qing nodded thoughtfully.

Cheng Shuang seemed to think of something, shook his head, and said with emotion: "Life is unfair. Some people are born with the emperor, some people have the protection of God, and some people use diligence to make up for their weaknesses, but they have also achieved a good story."

"Look at the big brother of the four generations of disciples, the best talent, the dragon among the people, and soon will be engaged to the Langya Pavilion daughter, and will be in charge of Huashan in the future.

He glanced at Ye Qing and sighed, "Look at you again. Although you are so talented, I never seem to have seen you work hard, resent, or lose your will. On the contrary, I still come to me for a drink from time to time. I really I can't see through you."

"..." Ye Qing shrugged, "Maybe the personality is like this, let me see."

"Oh, that's right... The Three Demon Gates are back. One month they occupy the Wild City of the Western Regions and occupy the land as the king. The Great Desolate City has become a stronghold of the evil way. We may find revenge someday.

"It's best for you kid to grind the gun, even if you become cannon fodder, you can still have a chance to survive.

He thought for a while and was quite sincere, "If you need to, you can always find me, and I can give you some tips on Huashan's basic swordsmanship."

Ye Qing was taken aback, turned his head and hit Quan Double, "Are you kidding me?"

"Little bunny boy, what do you look at UU reading www.uukanshu.com? Even if I have a broken arm, I am a martial artist of the profound rank, and I can stab you to death with a finger." Cheng Shuang's eyes widened in anger.

"Hahaha, let's talk about it, you can beat me in drinking."

Ye Qing laughed boldly.

Cheng Shuang angrily took out a jar of wine from the bottom of the bed, "Shao Te, brag, you were still in your mother's womb when I was drinking."

Ye Qing left late at night.

On the third day afterwards, when Cheng Shuang left Chaoyang Peak and walked through the bamboo forest trail, he suddenly found a man in black who was walking secretly in the forest. He subconsciously thought that the other party might be plotting against Huashan, and subconsciously chased him up.

But after chasing two miles, he was lost.

There is a brand new thread-bound book on the ground.

"Left-handed swordsmanship?" Cheng Shuang looked at the book suspiciously, and subconsciously opened it. The sword moves from shallow to deep, until Cheng Shuang's face was shocked.

His right hand was broken shoulder-to-shoulder, and most of his kendo strength was in his right hand. Since breaking his arm, he tried to learn the sword with his left hand, but his strength was never as good as his right hand. His strength could only be 70% at most. NS.

And this left-handed swordsmanship is absolutely comparable to Huashan's Zhenpai martial arts school, which kills him in a flash.

At the same time, the left-handed swordsmanship is simply a swordsmanship tailor-made for the warrior who can only use the left-handed sword. He can almost conclude that as long as he learns it, he will definitely be several times stronger than before he broke his hand.

"Did the person just drop it?" He was frightened, his eyes flickering, and decisively stuffed his sword into his arms. No matter who the opponent was, he turned and left quickly.

In the depths of the bamboo forest, the man in black slowly walked out, muttering to himself, "I don't need your guidance, but I have to remember this friendship. You deserve this left-handed swordsmanship."

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