Chapter 43: Qin Moleng's Request

Rumble!!

With the collision of pure power, the black giant sword was like a bamboo, but on the other hand, the golden spear was almost not bent. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the tremendous force, the tiger's mouth on the two hands of the disciple who made the gun was already blurred with flesh and blood, and under the violent shock of his body, he was directly smashed into the ground.

Burst!!

On the other side, under the high-speed attack of the bronze flying sword, which was almost invisible to the naked eye, as Yin'er said, it quickly exceeded the upper limit that the golden tripod cover could bear, and after being broken through, it still slammed the back of the stick disciple with the sword body.

With the same result, Zhan Yibai showed two completely different fighting skills.

One is strength, and the other is disease. The power is shocking, and the speed is like lightning.

When the two disciples who were smashed into the ground struggled to get up from the ground, they were already convinced.

Zhan Yibai, who put away the two swords, one green and one black, slowly fell from the air, standing proudly in front of the six people.

"You." Zhan Yibai first pointed to Lian San, "Very good." has reached the peak realm of the unity of heaven and man, and given time, it is not difficult to break through and return to the basics. ”

"Sect Master Xie, the disciple will definitely double his cultivation and live up to the cultivation of the sect master." At this time, Lian San still had a trace of rebelliousness, and he was busy bowing down.

"Hmm." Zhan Yibai nodded, and his gaze turned to the man who used the Meteor Hammer Iron Tower, it was Xiong Lie who was attacked by him with seventy-two changes, "In the future, you must not be slack, you need to know that at any time, even if victory is in sight, once you relax your mind, it may make you lose your life." ”

"Follow the patriarch's teachings." Xiong Lie's urn replied angrily.

"You two." Zhan Yibai looked at the two most aggrieved sword disciples, "I only tell you one side, in the future, don't draw your sword in front of me." ”

"Why?" The two of them spoke in unison, it can be said that the two of them were the most wronged of the six people who lost, and when the matter came, the sword in their hands unexpectedly did not obey the call, and this situation was already beyond the scope of their understanding.

"Because, in front of me, few people can pull out the sword in their hands, it's that simple." Zhan Yibai said proudly, and without giving the two of them a chance to continue to ask, he turned to the remaining two.

"I'm not good at spearmanship, but I also know that spearmanship is about being delicate and not relying on brute force alone. Therefore, you have taken the wrong path, and in the future, I hope you will put more of your mind on the ascension of the Dao realm. Zhan Yibai said to the disciple who made the gun.

"Hall Master Qin also said the same before, but there are too few canons of spear arts, not to mention the high-level exercises that imply Dao marks. The disciple is also a dull character, so ......" The disciple smiled bitterly.

"The ascension of the Dao realm is not only based on the Dao marks, but also on your own perception, if you feel that your understanding is insufficient, then go to battle, fight without sleep. Practice makes perfect, and when the so-called magic code becomes a habit of your body, I believe that miracles will happen. Zhan Yibai nodded.

In the end, Zhan Yibai set his eyes on the bald disciple who made the stick.

"The disciple listens to the patriarch's teachings."

"Are you sure you want to go this way?" Zhan Yibai opened his mouth to ask, "Give up attacking, and focus on defense, this road is bound to be much more difficult, the so-called long-term will be lost, so you must not only learn to protect yourself, but also know how to protect your companions around you, and form a tacit cooperation with your companions." ”

"Amitabha." The bald disciple clasped his hands together, "The disciple is cowardly by nature, and he really can't bear to ruin the living beings, even if he turns into a floating slaughter, he only wants to become a guardian King Kong." ”

"Okay, you're good, I hope you can keep it up." Zhan Yibai nodded and gave affirmation.

The Blood Refining Secret Hall is really too heavy to kill, and having such a fake monk may not be a good thing.

As he spoke, Ning Xiaoning's Eight Daughters and Qin Moleng's many other disciples of the Blood Refining Secret Hall had already walked over.

"That's all for today, you are all very good, you have not insulted the glory of the Blood Refining Dark Hall, in the future, Wang'er and others will be able to guard against arrogance and rashness, and they will be able to go further." Zhan Yibai affirmed the eighty-two disciples of the Blood Refining Dark Hall.

"Sect Master Xie."

"It's all gone." Zhan Yibai waved his hand.

The disciples of the Blood Refining Dark Hall left one after another, but Qin Mo Leng alone finally stayed after hesitating a few times.

"Do you have a problem?" Zhan Yibai asked.

"Sect Master, the disciple has something to ask for." Qin Mo Leng suddenly fell half-kneeling to the ground and spoke earnestly.

"Tell me about it." can make Qin Moleng, who has always been cold as frost, make such a gesture, and Zhan Yibai suddenly became interested in what he wanted.

"Sect Master, disciple...... The disciple met a good match ten years ago, and now he has a son under his knees, who is now seven years old. When he said this, Qin Mo Leng changed his previous indifference, and his knife-like face was full of softness.

"So what?" Zhan Yi's white face is expressionless, which makes people can't guess the joy and anger in his heart.

"Disciple...... The disciple was bold, hoping that the sect master would put the dog into the collar of the sword. Qin Mo said his request coldly and uneasily.

"At the age of seven, I think the foundation has been laid. Why don't you let him enter the Blood Refining Dark Hall? Zhan Yibai asked.

"The disciple knew that the murder was serious, and he never expected to have an heir. But now that I have God's mercy and a proud son, as a father, I don't want him to follow my old path, which can be regarded as the selfishness of my disciples. After all, whether it is a formal disciple or a reserve force, the mortality rate of the Blood Refining Dark Hall is too high. At this time, Qin Moleng still had the usual decisive appearance, and his strong fatherly love almost completely covered up his edge.

Zhan Yibai saw it in his eyes, and his sword eyebrows frowned slightly.

If it was an ordinary person, Zhan Yibai would not have the slightest displeasure, but if it was Qin Mo Leng, or even the entire Blood Refining Secret Hall, this kind of family affection and even love would most likely destroy the belief they had built up with great difficulty.

Ning Xiaoning and the others obviously knew about this matter, and they also knew the powerful relationship, so they all wisely kept silent.

"Of course, that's one of the reasons. As for the other reason...... Although he didn't want to admit it, the potential of the sword collar was greater than that of the Blood Refining Dark Hall. Don't hide it from the sect master, two years ago, the disciple went to the dungeon privately and secretly fought with Chu Chi, who was the sword collar. Although it ended in a draw, the disciple only won in the advantage of weapons, holding the full moon scimitar, the frog Xuanshou, the straight knife, the dark blood cloak and the bright light armor, and had no chance of winning against Chu Chi, who only held a top-grade famous sword. All this was because Chu Chi's cultivation of the Unintentional Sword Classics far exceeded the Sword Classics cultivated by his disciples. Qin Moleng's words, not only Zhan Yibai, but even Ning Xiaoning was taken aback, obviously this matter, Qin Moleng was the first time to talk about it.

"Well, the Unintentional Sword Book is far beyond all the martial arts books in the Three Continents." Zhan Yibai did not deny it, "For the sake of the second reason, I can agree to your request, but there are conditions." ”

"Sect Master, please speak."

"First, from now on, cut off all contact with your inner man, and only meet every ten years, are you willing?" As soon as Zhan Yibai's condition came out, Qin Mo Leng hadn't spoken yet, but Ning Xiaoning on the side couldn't help it.

"Nope." Ning Xiaoning refused, pointed at Zhan Yibai and said hatefully, "How can you bear to say such a cruel thing." ”

Zhan Yibai didn't even glance at Ning Xiaoning, just stared at Qin Mo coldly.

"Hey, surnamed Zhan, you're deaf, my mother is talking to you." Ning Xiaoning saw that she was being ignored, and she was even more angry, and was about to have a seizure, but was hurriedly stopped by Yin'er on the side.

"Sister Ning, don't be like this. Senior brother, this is for the good of Brother Qin. Yin'er persuaded.

"Good for Qin Mo? Yin'er, do you think I'm a three-year-old? Ning Xiaoning was stunned.

"Hey, Ning Camp Master, don't say it. The sect master is indeed for my good. But it was Qin Mo on the side who spoke coldly.

"I ...... Are you all crazy, this kind of cruel thing is actually ......" Ning Xiaoning was a little dumbfounded.

"How did the disciples of the Blood Refining Dark Hall get it, Ning Camp Master should know. Almost every one of them has gone through countless battles, and it is not at all enough to say that they crawled out of the pile of dead men. And the biggest reason that allows us to maintain our combat power and continue to improve is a moment of ruthlessness. And if there is an emotional bond, this is bound to become a fatal flaw for us. That's why the sect master put forward such a seemingly cruel condition. Qin Mo Leng explained.

"This ......" Ning Xiaoning was speechless, although she was still angry, she had already admitted it in her heart, but this result was too cruel for the disciples of the Blood Refining Dark Hall.

"Sect Master, I promise you."

"The second condition, and the last. When your boy enters the collar of the sword, he will have nothing to do with you. Zhan Yibai said the second condition coldly.

……

"I ...... Promise. ”

"Okay, now I'll give you two tasks. First, thoroughly investigate the identity and origin of your insider, do not show favoritism, and kill anyone who finds anything wrong. Second, from now on, a rule was promulgated that all disciples of the Blood Refining Secret Hall, whether formal or reserve, male or female, must seek dual cultivation internally