Chapter Seventy-Two: Huajian Mountain

The thin but tight sword intent tightly wrapped Su Qinglan, like a sponge full of water.

Stimulated by Bai Mei's sword intent, fine beads of sweat continued to emerge on Su Qinglan's face, and her body began to tremble unconsciously.

Seeing Su Qinglang's state, Bai Mei didn't have the slightest intention of stopping, but instead increased the amplitude of the sword intent. The first line of sword cultivation is to climb the dangerous peak, there is no breakthrough without pressure, if you just give up like this, then becoming a sword cultivator can only be a hysterical in your heart.

The trembling amplitude of her body became bigger and bigger, as if she had fallen into viscous water, Su Qinglan's consciousness breathed heavily, wanting to take in a breath of fresh air, but Bai Mei's sword intent was like a sealed glass, sealing Su Qinglan tightly.

"Sadness is a song in the song, tears are bitter! Sauvignon Blanc, don't be sorrowful, only empty to hate ......"

The opening words of the sad song were softly sung in his mouth, and Bai Mei sent it into Su Qinglan's ears with a sword sound.

The sound of the sword in his ears Su Qinglan's body trembled suddenly, the tremor on her body was even worse, and her face began to turn pale, but the corners of her mouth turned down, and her expression had a faint sadness.

Nodding with satisfaction, Su Qinglan's appearance obviously has realized a bit of the artistic conception of the tragic sword, as long as she persists, she will definitely succeed in understanding the sword intent.

"Qinglan, what are you?

There was a loud shout that suddenly appeared behind Bai Mei, and Bai Mei turned his head to look. One by one, he was dressed in tight-fitting suits, his posture was vigorous, his face was angry, his facial features were upright and angular, and the man with black hair tied up high was glaring at his white eyebrows.

A middle-aged man with a short beard next to the man saw the white eyebrows, and his eyes flashed.

And Bai Mei also sensed that the short-bearded middle-aged man beside the man was actually a sword cultivator.

"I am Su Qinglan's teacher. ”

To be able to appear in Su Qinglan's courtyard, it must be someone who is familiar with Su Wangfu, Bai Mei said softly.

"Teacher?"

Frowning and looking at Bai Mei, the man snorted coldly: "Where did you come from, Ye Monk, you are also worthy of being Qinglan's teacher." Say, Qinglan, what's wrong!"

The man's condescending tone made Bai Mei frown slightly, but he still suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart and said, "Miss Su, you are comprehending the sword intent, please don't disturb the two of you." ”

"Comprehend the sword intent?!"

Muttering, the man subconsciously turned his head to look at the short-bearded middle-aged man beside him, bowed his head slightly, and the short-bearded middle-aged man stepped forward: "In Xiahua Sword Mountain Chen Fusheng, according to me, Miss Su did not have a kendo cultivation before. And Liu Gongzi only came to see Miss Su last month, and in a month, Miss Su began to comprehend the sword intent, this Daoist brother really thinks that we don't know how to count?"

His eyes slowly focused on Chen Fusheng's body, and his white eyebrows raised slightly: "What do you mean, I'm lying?"

"Lie or not, you'll find out on the next try. ”

With light steps, Chen Fusheng walked towards Su Qinglan step by step, and at the same time, a bright sword intent also probed towards Su Qinglan from Chen Fusheng's body.

The sword intent floated, and Chen Fusheng just wanted to use the sword intent to probe Su Qinglan's situation, but as soon as the sword intent approached Su Qinglan, he was cut off by another extremely sharp sword intent.

With a cold face, Chen Fusheng said in a deep voice: "What do you mean by Brother Dao." ”

"Miss Su is at the critical moment of comprehending the sword intent, you probed into her body with the sword intent, did you want her to explode and die?

Cold-eyed shouted, Bai Mei had already designated Chen Fusheng as the villain who assassinated Su Qinglan.

Chen Fusheng, who didn't expect Baimei to be so ruthless, was scolded by Baimei's face for a moment, and then looked at Liu Jun behind him in a little panic. Assassinating the prince's daughter is a heinous crime, even if Bai Mei talks nonsense, but it also makes Chen Fusheng's heart empty.

"Bastard! Mr. Chen is the teacher I specially invited for Qinglan, how can I assassinate her! I think it's clear that you want to harm Qinglan, you hurry up and get out of the way for me, otherwise Hugh blames this son for being polite!"

With a cold light in his eyes, Liu Jun gave Chen Fusheng a look, and the latter nodded, and a breath of foundation building true cultivation suddenly spread!

"What are you arguing about? ”

Just when Bai Mei and Liu Jun and Chen Fusheng were fighting, Su Qinglan behind him had already woken up.

"How?"

Looking at Su Qinglan's bright eyes, Bai Mei knew that Su Qinglan would definitely gain a lot this time, although he did not condense the sword intent in one fell swoop, but there was not much difference, and he only owed that kick to the door.

"Thank you, Mr. for teaching, Qinglan and realized a bit of tragic sword intent. ”

A hint of excitement appeared on her pale face, and Su Qinglan was excited a little faster when she thought that she was about to become a real sword cultivator.

"Qinglan, are you okay. This wild monk is very hateful, if you put it down, I will help you take him down!"

Seeing Su Qinglan, Liu Jun immediately walked over quickly, shh

"Stop! Mr. Bai is the teacher I invited, what a wild monk. Cousin, you have the wrong person. ”

Hurriedly stopped Chen Fusheng, who was about to make a move, Su Qinglan explained.

"Qinglan, it's not me talking about you. As the daughter of the prince, how can you find any wild fox Zen and worship as a teacher. Come, this is Brother Chen from Huajian Mountain, I specially invited you to be a teacher. ”

Glancing at Bai Mei, Liu Jun smiled and pulled Chen Fusheng over to introduce Su Qinglan.

"Huajian Mountain, I know, I heard that this generation of sect masters of Huajian Mountain is still one of the top ten masters in Youzhou. ”

As one of the few sword cultivation sects in Youzhou, Huajian Mountain is also a relatively prosperous medium sect, and its sect leader is one of the top ten masters in Youzhou.

Su Qinglan, who has been obsessed with kendo since she was a child, naturally knows this kendo sect that is very famous in Youzhou.

It's just that Huajian Mountain is very far away from Black Sky City, almost in two directions. So Su Qinglan has never had a chance to go.

Glancing at Bai Mei defiantly, Liu Jun said, "With Brother Chen as your teacher, Qinglan, you will definitely be able to become a sword cultivator soon." ”

nodded heavily, but soon Su Qinglan hesitated again: "But Mr. Bai is also very good......

"Miss Su doesn't have to be embarrassed, if Miss Su feels contemptible is not as good as this Chen Daoyou. Then please ask Miss Su to give the edict to you, and leave Su Wang Fu here. ”

In itself, he is not to be able to become Su Qinglan's teacher's white eyebrows, and he doesn't care very much about whether he can stay in Su Wang Fu, his main purpose is to be able to enter the inner city.

"Okay, then I'll go and ask your father for an edict. ”

Obviously, Chen Fusheng from Huajian Mountain was also more looking forward to it, Su Qinglan nodded and said.

"Wait a minute. Qing Lan, this wild monk is of unknown origin, how can you let him enter the inner city like this. In my opinion, give him some money and send him away. ”

Speaking to stop Su Qinglan, who was about to help Bai Mei ask for orders, Liu Jun paced in front of Bai Mei: "If you know each other, get out of here." Don't get in the way of my son's eyes. ”

Taking a deep breath, looking at the arrogant Liu Jun in front of him, Bai Mei suddenly smiled: "I heard that Liu Gongzi has a lot of respect for this Taoist brother from Huajian Mountain, so that's it." Brother Chen Dao, you and I have done one. If you win, turn around and leave.

If Bai wins, please take this Liu Gongzi and disappear from my eyes!"

"You!"

Looking at the calm eyes of the white eyebrows, Liu Jun raised his eyebrows, and he was about to scold when he opened his mouth. But Chen Fusheng, who was behind him, grabbed Liu Jun in time: "It's no problem to do one." It's just that the bet is too small, since it's a bet, then let's bet on the big one. ”

"Oh, how does Chen Daoyou want to bet?"

"Simple. If I win, Daoist friends will not only have to leave Su Wang Fu, but also leave on all fours! Of course, if Daoist friends win, it will be the same. How?"

Looking at Bai Mei with a bright eye, Chen Fusheng still holds a grudge against Bai Mei's behavior of buttoning his big hat just now, Chen Fusheng has absolute confidence in his own cultivation, from the perspective of breath, Bai Mei is just a true cultivation of the foundation of the Yuan Realm.

There is not much difference in the realms of the two sides, but Chen Fusheng is the only remaining master disciple of the sword dao sect in the world, and the sword intent that Bai Mei revealed just now is not the sword intent of the other major sword dao sects.

Obviously, Bai Mei is just a loose kendo cultivator, and he can only rely on the strength of one person to deal with such a monk who is incomplete and can only rely on the strength of one person to reluctantly explore. Chen Fusheng has a good chance of winning.

"Okay, it's up to you. ”

Nodding, looking at Chen Fusheng, who was full of confidence, his white eyebrows smiled slightly, to see how much ability this master disciple of Sword Mountain can have.

The two sides stood still, and Su Qinglan also said a few words of persuasion. But in fact, her heart was also full of expectations for the battle between sword cultivators.

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