Chapter Ninety-Six: Seventy Years of Life
Liu Neng's face froze, and then he said coldly: "I'll see how hard your mouth is! Sooner or later, someone will be beaten to death!"
"Resentment from Liu Neng +230."
Chen Xiao said indifferently: "Don't worry, I can send you away no matter what." ”
Liu Neng snorted coldly, and didn't plan to fight with Chen Xiao anymore, but turned his head and gathered a circle of outer disciples, and began to discuss how to snipe Chen Xiao during the actual combat competition in Qianfeng Hall.
Chen Xiao naturally didn't take Liu Neng to heart, but concentrated on thinking about how to pit people in the big test.
All the students had already started their cultivation, and their feet were very fast, but the outer disciples of Sumo Cloud Peak had all come to the Qingyun Trial Ground.
The Qingyun Trial Ground was located in a canyon, and there were three vermilion lacquer portals in the belly of the valley, and the doors were covered with large bronze locks.
In front of the portal sat three huge stone tablets, from left to right, with seal characters written on them, in order: Baicao, Qianfeng, and Kenshin.
On the edge of the mountain, the elders of the halls of the Qingyun Gate, the peak masters of the seven main peaks have all been seated, and the outer disciples of the other six main peaks in the mountain Gu have also arrived.
And not only the outer disciples, but also the inner disciples attended, but the number is far less than the outer disciples, but they all have extraordinary temperaments, the male disciples are magnificent, the female disciples are elegant and peerless, and the outer disciples who see it are envious.
Cultivators receive the essence of heaven and earth, and their bodies tend to be harmonious and unified in nature, even if their own appearance is not up to par, they will transform after cultivating immortals.
To put it simply, the skin becomes better, the height becomes taller, the spirit will be improved, the ugly will become beautiful, and the beautiful will be more beautiful, which is undoubtedly a great temptation for a group of young students who grew up in the red dust.
It's just that some outer disciples wanted to say hello to the inner disciples and sisters of this peak, but they all had a lot of blank eyes, and they were reprimanded, which made a group of outer disciples discouraged.
"Really, what is there to pretend, isn't it just an inner disciple!"
"That's right, we'll be able to enter the inner door sooner or later!"
"I hate that high-minded face the most!"
A group of students are complaining in their hearts.
Chen Xiao was standing alone, playing with a bamboo sword, which was the standard weapon of the outer gate, although it was made of bamboo, it was extremely sharp.
Weapons can be used in actual combat trials, so the outer gate opened the arsenal and let the disciples choose, Chen Xiao chose the bamboo sword.
Under Lu Changqing's guidance, many students chose knives and axes, which are suitable for chopping and easy to use weapons, and very few people choose swords.
Although this bamboo sword looks beautiful and sharp, it is more difficult for the sword to exert its power in the hands of people who have not learned swordsmanship.
In January, these students only practiced some of the fists and feet that were equipped when they first distributed the exercises, and if they wanted to exchange the exercises, they needed a lot of contribution points, but these students usually worked to earn contribution points only enough to eat and drink on weekdays, and they were not diligent enough, so naturally there were no extra contribution points to replace the exercises, not to mention that the kendo exercises were more than three times more expensive than other exercises.
When Chen Xiao chose the bamboo sword at that time, he was persuaded by Lu Changqing, but Chen Xiao still insisted, and Lu Changqing didn't talk much.
The rest of the students also laughed at Chen Xiao for a while, feeling that Chen Xiao was overwhelmed and picked a useless weapon.
However, no one knew that Chen Xiao chose the sword not because he wanted to use him as an enemy, but because of a desire that was transmitted from Chen Xiao's body the moment he came into contact with the bamboo sword.
This craving is similar to appetite,** which is a need that comes from both the body and the soul.
It feels like a person who has been hungry for ten days and a half months and needs to eat urgently, and it is like an adolescent teenager desperately wanting to sleep with a female classmate.
Chen Xiao understands that he doesn't have any special emotions and obsessions for the sword, but there must be a reason for everything, and the reason is either on him or on the bamboo sword.
Chen Xiao would not expect a peerless divine sword to be thrown into the dust by Qingyunmen's ignorant eyes in the outer gate armory, because such a bamboo sword was in the outer gate armory, and he had an impulse when he touched each sword.
This shows that it is the reason for him, whether it is his "Heavenly Corpse Sword Life", with a sword in his life, or the name of the division he is dedicated to also has "sword" in his name, he feels that he may be destined to be a sword player in his life.
Of course, this impulse makes Chen Xiao a little ashamed, although Chen Xiao's heart is a little abnormal, but he always wants to have something to say with a sword, which is also a bit weird.
Fortunately, this desire can be suppressed for the time being, but sometimes I can't help but touch it twice to relieve my hand addiction.
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On the edge of the mountain, a group of peak master elders tasted tea while appreciating the disciples in the valley.
At that time, the old woman who was picking up Ji Zhinian at the foot of Moyun Peak was sitting next to Ji Zhinian, and seemed to see something, and was stunned for a moment: "Senior Brother Ji, why is this kid here? Doesn't he have no spiritual roots? I haven't come to you for more than a month, so I can't hold my breath now." ”
Ji Zhinian took a sip of hot tea, exhaled a breath of white air, shook his head and said: "It's not that he can't hold his breath, but on this occasion, he will definitely come, and if he doesn't come, it's not his character." ”
The old woman frowned and said: "You said that he is amazingly learned, and the Baicao Hall trial is fine, but this Qianfeng Hall trial, I'm afraid he won't be able to pass, so don't you worry?"
Ji Zhinian shook his head and said: "He has no spiritual roots, and coming to Qingyunmen is against the trend, he has to pass this level, and he has to pass it, and if he can't get through, that's all I can do for him." ”
"Huh...... The old man once said, you Ji Zhi has a pair of eyes that know people, but I don't know what kind of unicorn you can kneel in Chongyang Peak for seven days and seven nights, don't play tricks on your old face, and ask the ancestors to reopen the Divine Sword Cliff. ”
A bitter voice sounded on the side, but it was the Chixiao Peak Lord Hong Tai.
The two of them came out of a door, from the Anti-Japanese War down the mountain began to fight, after returning to the mountain to succeed the peak master, Chixiao Peak and Moyun Peak are adjacent, the two have been fighting for decades, also enemies and friends, meeting is the tip of the needle to the wheat mang.
The old woman looked at Ji Zhinian in shock when she heard this: "Senior Brother Ji, you actually went to Chongyang Peak to force the palace for that child, is Chongyang Peak a place where people go?"
kneeling for seven days and seven nights, when she heard that Ji Zhinian was playing tricks, the old woman looked at Ji Zhinian worriedly.
Ji Zhinian was squeezed, but he didn't get angry, but said indifferently: "I came from a poor family, if there was no support from Master Yan, there would never be today, I can't let his old man have no successor." ”
"Chen Xiao's son has the posture of a celestial man, he is a once-in-a-lifetime talent, now the building will fall, the dragon and snake will rise, the demon stars will appear frequently, the war between the two realms of the mountains is tight, my land of Shenzhou, I need the second Yan Baiyi!"
Hong Tai glanced at Ji Zhinian deeply: "Even if you lose your life for seventy years, you don't hesitate?"
The old woman's complexion changed greatly, and she looked at Ji Zhinian, and sure enough, the legend of Chongyang Peak was true!
Ji Zhinian said calmly: "Do you really think that we can live for so many more years?"
Hong Tai was silent for a moment and muttered: "The thought of dying on the same day as you makes me feel damn aggrieved!"
Ji Zhinian smiled.
Hong Tai glared: "Laugh at the ball!"
Then he laughed, took out a brocade box from his arms and smashed it at Ji Zhinian: "Take it, lose your life for seventy years at once, don't be unable to run when the time comes, Lao Tzu doesn't want to carry you!"
Ji Zhinian unfolded his palm, and there were three ancient characters written on the brocade box - Songhe Pill.
Songhe pill, a unique secret medicine in the Medicine King Valley, a Xuanpin elixir, a longevity of fifteen years.