Chapter 17: Sword Immortal Qin Hongsleeves
Seeing that Su Bailu did not save face for himself at all, Zhao Jinian pondered for a long time, endured the shame in his heart and turned away.
As the youngest of the senior brothers, the master used to love him the most, and now that the other party has a relationship with a sword immortal, he will definitely not lose his benefits.
There is no need to rush forward in front of so many people in a hurry, if it causes a misunderstanding by Master Huayang Feng, it will not be beautiful, Zhao Jinian is ready to find a new time when there is no one to visit the other party, isn't the master celebrating his birthday, just prepare some congratulatory gifts, which will definitely make the other party's heart bloom.
"Third Senior Sister, what you said doesn't count. He sneered, although he didn't know how the old man got involved with the seniors of the inner door, but it was not so easy to put aside his own exclusive benefits!
When he walked away, Zhao Ling quietly pulled Su Bailu's sleeve and said in a low voice, "Senior sister, we should also go." β
At this moment, most of the disciples around the temple have already left, presumably they are busy going back to inform the master, it won't be long before Zhufeng will learn the news of Xiaoqingshan's change of ownership, if the two disciples of Qingfeng Mountain have been standing at the foot of the mountain, it will definitely cause speculation from the master.
If Qingfeng Zhenren learned that they were the ones who accompanied Senior Lin back to the sect, Zhao Ling was worried that there would be a lot of unnecessary trouble.
Seeing Su Bailu's unmoved appearance, she sighed bitterly: "Aren't you looking for something for Senior Lin, and my senior sister doesn't know our master's temper, so be obedient, go back with me first." β
"I ......" Su Bailu hesitated a little, glanced at Xiao Bao in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Wait." β
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γEnd of Simulationγ
[The number of simulations for today has been exhausted]
Lin Ze's face was pale, and he crossed the last stone staircase, and in the eyes of others, in just half an hour, he experienced five different ways of dying, which was still lucky to get three questions right.
The wide heavy sword phantom in front of him suddenly pierced the sky, erupting into a thick sword roar.
"The heavy sword has no edge. β
At this point, the vision suddenly opened up.
There are a total of eight levels, which represent the understanding of the people in the formation of swordsmanship, but unfortunately Lin Ze is not a sword cultivator, otherwise he will definitely benefit a lot.
He raised his palm, only to see that the palm of his palm was white, and it suddenly extended by more than three inches, and the edge was exposed.
Even so, through the comprehension of the sword array, he also made his frost sword intent condense into a higher-level frost sword qi, and his lethality skyrocketed by more than ten times.
The so-called sword cultivation contains a wisp of meaning as the foundation, giving birth to the sharp qi, and condensing into Gang, which is divided into three realms: sword intent, sword qi, and sword gang.
"Is this the reward for breaking the formation? Lin Ze put away his sword qi, and saw a few prompts pop up on the panel.
[The number of simulations reaches a total of 50, and the simulator level increases]
[The number of simulations per day has been increased to 10]
[The simulation duration has been increased to three years]
γCard Slot Capacity Increaseγ
He opened the panel and took a closer look, only to see that the slots for storing skill cards and character cards had changed from three to ten, and in addition, the number of skill cards that could be placed at the same time when opening the simulator had also increased to three.
What's more, there is an extra delete button on it.
It shows that Lin Ze can now delete the card materials that he doesn't need and vacate the place again.
This unexpected joy washed away the dissatisfaction in Lin Ze's heart.
Even if a person with a good temper dies five times in a row, his mentality will always change, and he is no exception.
Stepping on the top of the mountain, he saw seven or eight wooden houses surrounded by a well, and in the middle was a well, and the rich spiritual power spread from the mouth of the well to the surroundings, Lin Ze did not put too much thought on it, but looked up towards the edge of the cliff.
There was a woman sitting there.
The black robe on her body hunted under the fierce mountain wind, she leaned on a pitch-black heavy sword wider than her body, and poured a small gourd into her mouth in her right hand, her delicate face was fair and delicate, and her eyes were slightly drunk.
The woman glanced back at Lin Ze, there seemed to be some surprise in her eyes, but it was fleeting.
After a moment of silence, she threw the small gourd in her hand over: "Reward you, take the things and roll down, don't bother me." β
Lin Ze took the gourd casually, the rich aroma of wine was fragrant, and he did not speak, but continued to look at the other party.
"Huh?" Seeing this, Qin Hong's eyebrows raised slightly.
With the change of the other party's expression, Lin Ze felt that the mountain wind between the cliffs was frozen for a moment, as if he was afraid of something.
After thinking about it, he took out the Qingshan seal without hurry, and said lightly: "Qingshan is mine." β
The implication is that it is you who should go down the mountain.
β......β
The corners of Qin Hongsleeve's mouth suddenly had a smile.
She stretched out her hand a little lazily, then grasped the hilt of the heavy sword behind her, and pulled it out of the crack in the stone as easily as if she were picking up a chopstick.
Stood up and tilted his head: "You say it again?"
This time, Lin Ze was silent.
He turned on the simulator and threw the material in, and in the face of the unknown, he would not skimp on the number of simulations.
The simulation begins, and the gaze is raised.
didn't deduce such a long time as three years, and after seeing the middle-aged Taoist end up going down the mountain in embarrassment, Lin Ze decisively terminated the simulation, summed up his experience, and started again.
After going back and forth a few times, he opened his eyes and said seriously: "Qingshan is mine." β
Hearing this, Qin Hongsleeve slowly walked in front of him, and the heavy sword dragged a deep cut on the stone road, clattering.
She was half a head shorter than Lin Ze, but there was some scrutiny in her eyes.
Suddenly, the green white palm slammed the heavy sword into the bluestone slab, and said coldly: "I don't want to hear how you passed the sword formation, and I don't want to know why Zhang Dahai's seal is in your hand." β
"Put things down and get out. β
"......" If it weren't for the fact that she had just seen this scene in the simulator, Lin Ze might have been frightened by the other party and turned away, this sword could not only smash the stone slab, if she wanted, she could directly smash the mountain.
So it's not a threat, it's just a simple scare.
Lin Ze sighed, his eyes were clear, and he stared at her eyes seriously: "You can't meddle in the affairs of the outer door." β
Click.
The stone slab under the heavy sword had many more cracks.
He didn't give the woman a chance to get angry, and continued, "But I can, and it just so happens that I'm very good at teaching my disciples." β
In the simulator, the Taoist was finally driven down the mountain mercilessly by this sword immortal, although it was a little miserable, but it also made Lin Ze probably understand the other party's thoughts.
Whether it's an argument or a pleading, it's not enough to impress the seniors in front of him.
What she needed was someone who could hold this green mountain, and knowing this, Lin Ze decided to take a slightly tougher attitude.
Qin Hongsleeve raised his head expressionlessly, and was about to say something.
"I know that Elder Zhang doesn't really care about me as a disciple, he just has a stubborn temper, and he doesn't want to admit defeat if he takes advantage of reason, so I don't need you to remind me. Lin Ze shook his head and interrupted the other party: "I'm not here to send him to death." β
Before his words fell, a look of surprise finally welled up in the woman's eyes.
How will the other party know what they want to say?
"What Qingshan needs now is an experienced lecturing elder to get rid of the illusion that a certain mountain gate deliberately created that the Qingshan Dao system is lacking, so as to recruit new disciples and revitalize the sect, rather than a sword immortal who is strong but completely unable to exert his strength due to the pressure of the sect rules. Lin Ze finished speaking in one breath and put on a posture of sending off guests.
"In addition, you can't stay on the mountain all the time, the big array can block the entire outer gate, but it can't stop the green mountain from changing hands, so please go back. β
β......β
Hearing this, Qin Hong's sleeves finally became a little more serious in his eyes, and he began to look at the Taoist in front of him.
The qualifications are extremely poor, the appearance is ordinary, not to mention the aura.
But he can talk eloquently in front of him, and those clear eyes seem to be able to see through people's hearts, as if everything is under control.
Even a little arrogant.
"What's your name?"
"Lin Ze. β
"You think you're smart, don't you?" Qin Hong raised her eyebrows slightly, she didn't like this feeling of being controlled by others.
"It's not enough to do something stupid like sealing the mountain with a big array. Lin Ze replied lightly.
Hearing this, Qin Hongsleeve looked at him and said slowly, "I want to beat you up." β
Lin Ze smiled at the corner of his mouth and looked at her quietly.
His own arrogance is necessary, because even the other party does not have the confidence to keep Qingshan, so he will be incompetent and furious, and play what kind of sword formation and so on to make the outer gate Zhufeng see the child's tricks that make him laugh.
There is no need for a humble gentleman here, only a proud person can give confidence to others.
Being stared at by Lin Ze for a long time, Qin Hongsleeve finally sighed, retracted the Kuanzheng heavy sword with a little helplessness, reached out to take the wine gourd in his hand, and walked slowly down the mountain.
"The disciple sent off Uncle Junior. At this time, Lin Ze's attitude was lowered, the other party was Zhang Dahai's little junior sister, although she entered the inner door to practice at a young age, but she still had a relationship with Qingshan in it, and with the help of a golden pill realm, a fool would let it go.
"Do you know me?" Qin Hongsleeve looked back, her eyes were complicated, she found that she was becoming more and more unable to see through the little monk in front of her in the early stage of foundation building, could it be that she guessed wrong, the other party was really a descendant carefully cultivated by Zhang Dahai?