As the first god of heaven and earth, his martial arts have already reached the peak.

If he is willing to instruct a mortal, no matter how mediocre the opponent's martial arts are, he can be instructed to become a Gaidai Tianjiao.

Unfortunately, they don't know what kind of opportunity they have missed!

Shaking his head, Xia Qingchen came to the outside of the hall.

Xia Yuan was waiting there, he had already heard the conversation in the hall, and when he learned that Xia Qingchen had rejected the temple, his heart was towards martial arts, and his heart tingled: "It's useless for my father, and I didn't provide you with a good martial arts environment." ”

Martial arts need the guidance of famous teachers and the help of precious medicinal materials.

These, Xia Yuan didn't have either.

That's why Xia Qingchen was defeated and fainted in the martial arts assessment with his inferior cultivation, which became a joke.

Xia Qingchen looked at the middle-aged man in front of him full of guilt, and sighed in his heart, pitying the hearts of parents all over the world.

If he knew that the son he loved had died a long time ago, he would definitely be sad and desperate, right?

"Father, gold will shine sooner or later, and you don't need to care about the gains and losses of a moment. Xia Qingchen inherited this body and was grateful.

He can't repay Xia Qingchen, who has died, but he can replace the real Xia Qingchen and send his father to old age for a hundred years.

Xia Yuan touched Xia Qingchen's head, and said hoarsely: "My son's ambition is Lingyun, but on the way to martial arts, it is not possible to have empty ambitions! If you want to become a strong person, entering the Martial Pavilion is the only way." ”

"After March, there will be a rematch against the unqualified, and if you perform well, you still have a chance to get in. ”

Wuge's first recruitment, it is inevitable that there are some talents who have great potential, but unexpectedly failed due to various factors.

Therefore, Wu Ge deliberately held a semi-final.

"So, come to the Dustless God-King Temple for my father, pray to the God-King, and hope that you will pass the rematch in March. Xia Yuan patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "At the same time, I hired a martial arts instructor, a swordsman from Pingyang, and he personally instructed you to cultivate." ”

The Pingyang swordsman is a famous martial arts instructor in Yungu City, and he was once worshiped by the Martial Pavilion and has a respected status.

Later, he withdrew from the Martial Pavilion, and specially instructed the rich and young to cultivate for the wealthy.

In his life, he has taught many young people who are very popular.

Cousin Xia Qilin is one of them.

In the Wuge assessment three days ago, my cousin was successfully admitted to the upper courtyard of Wuge with the third place.

The greatest credit is the three-year guidance of the Pingyang swordsman.

Of course, it costs a staggering amount to ask him.

In order to help Xia Qingchen realize his dream of martial arts, Xia Yuan can be said to have given everything he has!

"Father!" Xia Qingchen was moved in his heart: "I will not live up to your expectations." ”

"Hehe, go home now, he's already waiting in the house. ”

Return to Xia Fu.

Backyard.

A seventy-year-old man dressed in green clothes and carrying a seven-star purple sword sat quietly with flat eyes.

"Master Pingyang!" Xia Yuan stepped forward quickly and bowed.

The Pingyang swordsman chuckled: "The Lord of the Xia Mansion doesn't need to be polite. ”

Xia Yuan smiled and pulled Xia Qingchen over, and said, "This is the dog Xia Qingchen, and Master Lao Pingyang is willing to condescend to teach." ”

The latter looked at Xia Qingchen with old eyes, nodded and said, "Well, a talent." ”

Everyone knows that Xia Qingchen is the laughing stock of the whole city, and it has nothing to do with the word "talent".

His words were just politeness.

"Lord Xia, I will start instructing Prince Ling now, and I also ask Lord Xia to avoid it for the time being. The Pingyang swordsman twisted his beard and said.

Xia Yuan couldn't wait for this, and hurriedly motioned for the attendants in the backyard to leave: "During the period when Master Pingyang is teaching, no one is allowed to enter the backyard without authorization. ”

When they were all gone, the backyard was clean and empty.

The smile on the face of the Pingyang swordsman gradually faded, and he became indifferent and arrogant, looked at Xia Qingchen, and said unabashedly: "If it weren't for the old man's recent lack of money, he really didn't want to teach you a rotten wood like the mud that couldn't support the wall, if you didn't make progress, it would definitely affect the old man's reputation." ”

To Xia Yuan, he still needs to be polite on the surface.

But for Xia Qingchen, he was blunt and told his true thoughts.

In the future, he will instruct Xia Qingchen to cultivate, how dare Xia Qingchen say this to his father?

That's why he has no fear.

Xia Qingchen was not surprised, and said indifferently: "Although Master Pingyang instructs, the students are taught. ”

Although, he doesn't need the guidance of a Pingyang swordsman.

However, I can't let my father's mind go to waste.

The Pingyang swordsman indifferently ordered: "Release your internal strength, I'll take a look at your basic situation first." ”

Xia Qingchen obeyed, clenched his fists, and slammed into the air in front of him.

There were two soft sounds, and a layer of faint thin white air flow flashed through both fists.

Seeing this, the Pingyang swordsman shook his head: "Rotten wood! It's really a piece of rotten wood! The internal strength is thin and unreal, it can reach the Xiaochen rank Sanming, you are seventeen years old, and you have only cultivated to this extent, it is really rotten wood that cannot be carved!"

His evaluation of Xia Qingchen was really ruthless, and he didn't take Xia Qingchen's feelings into account at all.

"It is said that dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and the sons of mice can make holes! Your second uncle Xia Xun is a hero, and the son Xia Qilin is also a talent, your old son is a piece of waste, and you are also born with this virtue, hey! How can I teach this?" the Pingyang swordsman shook his head.

Xia Xun is Xia Qingchen's second uncle, who has cultivated to be powerful and established the Northern Xia Mansion at the level of a martial arts family.

In comparison, his father's cultivation was several levels weaker, far inferior to the second uncle, and only established the Nanxia Mansion of the landlord family.

"Your father is also a fool, a rotten wood like you, no matter how much it costs, it is impossible to train well, why bother?" said the Pingyang swordsman disappreciatively.

Xia Qingchen listened, and his eyes gradually became cold.

Whatever you want to belittle him, you can belittle him.

However, he could not tolerate it, and he slandered a father's sincere care and love for his children.

Originally, the Pingyang swordsman gave good advice, and he could still cooperate with the scene and pretend to accept the guidance.

But now, not at all.

"Master Pingyang, after saying so much, why don't you also show yourself and open the students' eyes?" Xia Qingchen said lightly.

The Pingyang swordsman snorted coldly in his nostrils: "The reputation of the old man is enough for you to open your eyes, and you still need to show it?"

But to Shang Xia Qingchen's calm and disrespectful eyes, he said proudly: "Okay, it's good for you to see and understand, so as not to be convinced!"

He shook his sleeves and stretched out five fingers: "The old man has five major specialties in his life, namely boxing, fingering, and eyesight...... Which one do you want to see?"

One by one, he listed five specialties that he was proud of.

Xia Qingchen listened patiently and said lightly: "What you are best at." ”

The Pingyang swordsman didn't appreciate the meaning of Xia Qingchen's words, and laughed: "The old man's best thing is swordsmanship, this method is too profound, and you won't understand it if you show it, so change it." ”

Clever swordsmanship, subtle moves, non-kendo people, it is difficult to understand its profundity.

"It's okay, Master Pingyang can show it. Xia Qingchen said.

The Pingyang swordsman was stunned: "You rotten wood, you have to watch the profound method that you don't know anything about! Okay, the old man will take the trouble to show it and open your eyes!"

He pulled out the seven-star purple sword on his back with his backhand.

The five fingers of the right hand hold the hilt of the sword, and the index finger of the left hand is fingered together with the middle finger.

The internal strength is galloping, which makes Tsing Yi agitated.

"Look at it!" the Pingyang swordsman snorted lightly, and his temperament changed sharply, like a sword.

Its toes are on tiptoe, and its figure is as fast as a shock.

A seven-star purple sword is like purple lightning, and it continues to slash through the air with a stunning posture.

Bursts of sword groaning, like waves rippling, deafening.

Ten breaths later.

After the swordsmanship was performed, there was an endless sword sound in the air.

If the master of Yungucheng is here, he will definitely be amazed by the swordsmanship of the Pingyang swordsman.

But in Xia Qingchen's eyes, it is not at all.

"How? Can you see the essence of the old man's swordsmanship?" said the Pingyang swordsman unhappily.

As a master of swordsmanship, the most annoying thing is to show the swordsmanship that you are proud of to those who don't understand.

Swordsmanship needs to be appreciated by those who understand, and to show it to those who don't understand it is to play the harp to the cow.

"I didn't see the essence. Xia Qingchen shook his head.

The Pingyang swordsman snorted lightly, knowing that this was the case.

"But, I see the loopholes. To the surprise of the Pingyang swordsman, Xia Qingchen said a clueless sentence.

The Pingyang swordsman said uncertainly, "You're talking about my swordsmanship?"

"Or else?"

Pingyang Jian smiled politely: "You rotten wood, it's really ridiculous and pitiful, you don't know how to pretend to understand forcibly! I can't see the essence, I insist on saying that the old man's swordsmanship is not good, hehe!"

He really began to regret teaching Xia Qingchen.

No matter how hard he spends on such a student, he will not be able to make progress.

"I don't know much about the Peacock Sword Codex, but from what I know, you haven't even learned the skin of this Sword Codex!" Xia Qingchen said unexpectedly.