Traveling through the little expert and his wonderful employers

Chapter 19

The Inner Sect Competition once every 50 years is naturally the most important event of Xuantian Sword Sect.

Those who retreated in the mountains, those who went out to practice, and those who were extremely active or non-existent in the past, all appeared in the past month.Each peak presents a long-lost lively scene.

Even if it is not for the one-in-a-hundred number of places in the Zixiao Secret Realm or the generous rewards, if there is an outstanding performance, it is a great opportunity to be appreciated by the strong in the school and give a few pointers.

Now there are three more days until Dabi.Most of the deacon halls are disciples who came to inquire about the news after registering their names.

"It's work."

The steward in the front hall took the jade token handed over, glanced at the person who came, and saw that he was a young man in the foundation-building stage, smiling politely and modestly, so he thought of reminding him a few words: "Big score between the foundation-building and qi-training groups. , You can also apply for a leapfrog challenge during the Qi training period. Come back in three days and draw lots to determine the group. There is no restriction on the use of talismans in the group stage, and you can advance to the next level after winning. If you enter the general competition, come here to read the rules of the competition system."

The boy took the talisman with his name and serial number written on it, and said "Thank you."

A moment after they left, there was a faint sound of discussion in the hall.

"Which junior brother was that just now? It looked like he was only fifteen or sixteen, but he had already established a foundation."

"Building the foundation early at such a young age must be a true disciple of the elder's sect, which is something we usually see."

"It seems that this competition is not easy..."

A month ago, Yanshi moved down to Wanggui Peak.

At this time, the Grand Competition was approaching, and most of the disciples in the sect were practicing with swords in the martial arts field, or practicing their own exercises. The market below the mountain was also bustling with people, most of them came to buy pills, talismans or choose spiritual weapons.

For a while, the huge Library Pavilion seemed empty and deserted.

Although it is Jianmen, there are many kinds of ancient books, which are as vast as a sea of ​​smoke.Miscellaneous Notes on Alchemy and Refining Equipment are everywhere, and they fully occupy the two floors of the spacious attic.On the third floor, it is full of sword tactics.

In a remote corner on the third floor, a young man was sitting on the floor, with a three-foot-high pile of jade slips stacked in front of him.

The boy's eyes were scarlet and bloodshot, his posture was stiff, and his eyes were still focused on one spot. In the past 20 days, he had read hundreds of sword formulas, and after reading one book, he played swords repeatedly in the sea of ​​consciousness.

This method consumes a lot of spiritual consciousness, and it is far more difficult than practicing swords or cultivating without sleep. For 20 days without a break, I forced myself to concentrate my mind. Even if I had built my foundation, I still couldn't stand such a toss.

The boy didn't know how much time had passed, he just kept repeating like crazy...

His body and mind are close to the limit.Worse still was his disturbed mood.

"Hey, you take so much out, it's very annoying for me to clean up."

The young man woke up suddenly, looked up and saw a bony old man, the hem of his Taoist robe was stained with dirt, he was stretching out his hand in grief, pointing tremblingly at the pile of jade slips in front of him.

Rubbing between the eyebrows to wake myself up from my tired nerves, I remembered that this was the person I met at the corner of the first floor of the Book Pavilion on the first day.At that time, what the old man was holding was not a jade slip, but an old book that had turned yellow.

Although the other party's aura is not in the early stage of foundation establishment, he looks like an elder who is much older than himself. Yan Shiqian supported the bookshelf, shook it a bit before standing still, and still cupped his hands.

"I'm causing you trouble... I'm just ashamed to say that the competition is approaching, and this junior has yet to find the perfect sword formula. I will clean up these jade slips before I leave."

The old man sized him up, "Then what did you practice before?"

"..."A Preliminary Study of Sword Art"" the young man couldn't help showing embarrassment.

"How long have you practiced?"

"It's been almost three years since I practiced Qi."

"Then why are you still looking for sword formulas? There are thousands of sword techniques, which move is not in "First Exploration"?"

Yan Shiqian was stunned suddenly.

Although no matter how exquisite the sword move is, it is derived from the most basic sword style, but he also understands that according to his current state, he is far from reaching the height of his own sword art.

"I'm so stupid!" Seeing that he didn't speak, the old man jumped up and cursed, "Three thousand swordsmanship, how do you learn it all? You only have the shape, so what if you finish it?"

"I'll see if you practice a move." After speaking, he waved his hand and stepped back a few steps to stare at the boy.

Yan Shiqian hesitated for a moment: "This... Cangshu Pavilion prohibits martial arts..."

The old man blew his beard and stared angrily: "If you tell you to practice, you can do it. There are so many things!"

Yan Shiqian had no choice but to call out "Ji Xiao" and stab straight with his sword.The sword energy instantly disappeared into the formation of Zangshu Pavilion, without any trace.

"You haven't used this sword for a few days, what did you use to practice it before?" The old man's muddy eyes instantly became clear.

"...just... an ordinary iron sword."

"Then why do you inject spiritual power into the sword now?" This seems to be nonsense, and the spiritual sword naturally relies on spiritual energy.

"Except for the sword, the rest are foreign things. Young people nowadays would rather believe in foreign things than the sword in their hands." The old man shook his head.

A soft sigh like a sigh fell on Yan Shiqian's ears like thunder.

Why would you rather believe in foreign objects than in the sword in your hand?

Why rely on spiritual consciousness to control spiritual energy, and then rely on spiritual power to control the sword?

The young man froze in place, his eyes were empty, his consciousness drifted away, as if he had entered some kind of mysterious realm.

The old man ignored him and went downstairs.

The boy stood like this for a day and a night.

Until the morning sun was rising, the majestic rays of light shone on his tall and straight figure through the window lattice of the book pavilion.The cool morning breeze blows the hem of the clothes.

The boy moved.

Ji Xiao pulled out of the sheath sadly, and stabbed straight forward.

Just like the countless repetitions done by the Wanggui Peak Lake, the person who drew the sword didn't even use his spiritual power.

An extremely simple sword.

Passing through the golden light all over the sky, stabbing forward slowly and firmly, but the blade of the sword suddenly condensed with spiritual energy, and the wooden wall where the sword pointed, the formation method made a slight cracking sound.

Teenagers wake up like a dream.

Ordinary people can't do it.

But he is a person who has practiced elementary swords with iron swords for three years, so he is naturally not an ordinary person.

No one is more familiar with the sword when there is no spiritual power than him.No one is more familiar with the simplest sword moves than him.

"You don't need money to cultivate the formation. When you wake up, pack up your things and leave quickly. This old man is not a martial arts arena." An old voice came from afar, full of urging and impatience.

When he drew his sword for the first time, he was never attacked by the protective formation, so he faintly felt that this old man was not very human.Thinking about it, when he was playing the sword, he was already in a daze, and he was awakened by the old man's words.Now when I went down to the attic, I could only hear his voice but not see him, so I had to bow deeply to the void three times: "Thank you for your guidance, senior."

Looking at the young man's back in the morning light, the old man muttered to himself: "Born with a pure body, and such a good understanding... Tsk tsk, if it weren't for the fact that "A Preliminary Study of Swordsmanship" was written by this old man, I really want to teach you something else... "

After enlightenment that day, when he drew his sword, he suddenly entered the middle stage of foundation establishment.Only then did I realize that there were only three days left before Dabi.

Yan Shiqian finished his registration in a leisurely manner, and was about to return to Wanggui Peak with Yujian.

But stopped, because Yuanyuan saw the person walking in front.

an acquaintance.

The man saw him too.He stopped ten steps away from him.

In three years, the childish brows and eyes of childhood have opened, but the arrogance is like yesterday, the eyes are still disdainful and contemptuous, and the corner of the mouth curls into a mean smile: "You are not dead yet."

Yan Shiqian just smiled: "You are not bad either."

It was only when Yan Shiheng walked in that he dared to confirm his guess. He had never thought before that that trash had also established a foundation, and it seemed that he had come to sign up for the competition.Heh, who knows how many pills shamelessly begged from Elder Bai, thinking that by building the foundation in this way, he can beat himself?joke.

The atmosphere between the two of them is really strange, they seem to be acquaintances reunited after a long time, but also like enemies who have had grievances for many years.Many of his disciples didn't know Yan Shiqian, but Yan Shiheng was a genius in the sect.Out of curiosity, he secretly listened to the movement here for a while.It's amazing to hear this:

"It's just right for you to meet me in the competition, but if you don't, you and I will have an appointment to fight."

Yan Shiqian naturally didn't think that Yan Shiheng would be able to enter the finals, but he didn't want to let him go just like that. After speaking, he took a few steps forward and said via voice transmission: "The loser will destroy his spiritual veins and get out of the Xuantian Sword Gate. Do you dare?" If the banquet is not accepted, he has all kinds of methods to provoke him to agree angrily.

But he heard the person in front of him smile brightly, and said: "Okay."

The single-element ice spirit root genius under the head seat has made an appointment with someone!The date is also a young foundation-building genius!

The news spread across Jianmen as quickly as wings, and there were countless bets on predicting the outcome.

According to people familiar with the matter, Yu Jian went in the direction of Wanggui Peak when the boy left!Elder Bai's Forgotten Return Peak!Could it be the disciples that Elder Bai took in when he was traveling abroad?This guess broke the hearts of many Bai Han who worshiped the party.He only hated that he didn't know the news, that he didn't catch up with that person for an appointment like Yan Shiheng did.

The genius disciples of the two ancestors of Jianmen's distraction period meet each other on a narrow road, who is better?Buy small and buy big, buy and leave!

Cheng Xiaobai couldn't feel the cheerful atmosphere in the door at all!In the past few days, he was almost crying by himself.

If the locator does not respond, forget it.The protagonist is about to go to the Inner Sect Grand Competition to accept his younger brother to hook up with his sister.The results of it?The protagonist only knows how to shake the elementary sword! ! !

According to the plot, the protagonist built the foundation half a year ago, so he should be discovered by an expert in the sect and accepted as his disciple!Where are you dear?It’s not written in the book, begging to go online and make a fuss, dear~

Protagonist, listen to me, let you go half a year ago, why don't you go anyway.

So now...it’s not all my fault, right? Look at the sword I gave you, it’s the one who asked for it from the Elder Jindan of the Artifact Refining Hall! !Brother can only help you here! ! !

You have to believe what Xiaosheng said, "You don't have to force yourself to win or lose"...

After all, life is important! ! !

The moonlight in the peak is the clearest.

With slender fingers, he caressed the blade of the sword carefully, and the clear light from the nine heavens fell into the clear eyes of the young man, but his eyes were looking at the direction of the back mountain.

Will he come to see his own competition?

The long sword in his hand glowed in the still night.