Chance, seemingly untouchable, invisible.

But there are also traces to follow, if Zhao Zimo doesn't have good intentions and filial piety, how can he casually see an inner door elder and be polite, if he is not like this, how could the old Taoist priest who is about to soar invite him?

And this is his great opportunity, although with his realm, even if he watches people soar, he can't understand anything, but it will be beneficial to him in the future.

Watching people ascend is an opportunity to ascend alone, or you can invite friends and disciples in the sect.

But like this nameless old way, he will definitely not invite too many people, although he wants to soar and want to be famous through the ages, but he doesn't have to be like this.

After all, as long as he ascends, countless people will sense it, and the sect will also carefully carve a jade statue for him in the Ascension Hall, so that he can enjoy pure yang incense forever.

So unless the relationship is extremely good, there is no chance to see it at all, and he went up the mountain step by step, just to invite Li Daochun, and he didn't even take that Lin Shixian to heart.

And another benefit of watching those who ascend is luck!

After this old way soars, it will definitely dissipate all its luck and will not be able to bring it to heaven at all.

So Zhao Zimo, who had been unlucky all the way, had a lot of shit luck, but he had to wait for three years......

………………

"Zhao Zimo, why are you going, and you are going to steal food for your senior sister?"

"Hey, don't talk so ugly, okay, I'll go to your peak to practice swords, can't you?" Zhao Zimo was carrying an extremely ordinary Qingfeng sword.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Liu Changqing, who was standing lazily on the steps at this time, holding the long sword with both hands and tilting his head.

As soon as he heard that he was going to the peak to practice swords, he instantly jumped down and looked at Zhao Zimo with wide eyes: "Amazing, how many years, there are still people who dare to come to my sword peak to practice swords, you are not afraid of being bullied to death." ”

"How to bully?"

Liu Changqing approached him and suddenly smiled: "Of course it's a sword competition, our senior brothers take turns, one after another, and then the disciples of other peaks lose again and again."

Slowly, few people came again, of course, there were some people with strong perseverance, but after losing for a few months in a row, the Dao heart collapsed, and the cultivation also stopped, from a true disciple to an inner disciple, that is called a miserable, you come and try? ”

Zhao Zimo couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth: "Haven't you ever lost?" ”

"Lose, naturally, there are also some, for example, my senior brother always abuses me, but he also has a senior brother, and he always abuses him, I am used to being abused and abused......" Liu Changqing put his arm around his shoulders very familiarly and pulled him to go up.

Not to mention that it is difficult to ride a tiger, Zhao Zimo also wants to try the skills of this group of pure sword cultivators, could it be that in the entire Pure Yang Sword Sect, other sword cultivators are not as good as the disciples of the Sword Peak?

So on that day, Zhao Zimo climbed to the top of Luojian Peak, and then he saw several guys who practiced swords and practiced to the point of madness, and when they turned their heads to look at themselves at the same time, Zhao Zimo's little delicate body couldn't help but tremble......

"Yo, Changqing, where did you get this junior brother from?" A young Taoist priest flicked his fingers slightly, and a long sword that shone with blue light quickly became as small as a needle and was withdrawn into his sleeve.

Liu Changqing, the ninth true disciple of Luo Jian Peak, is the youngest junior disciple, that is to say, the four senior brothers here are all some or a lot stronger than him......

"I didn't kidnap this, it's obvious that he came to practice swordsmanship himself." Liu Changqing shrugged, and didn't know where to move a rocking chair, sat on it, and waited to watch the excitement.

These four senior brothers glanced at this little junior brother who never worked hard to practice swords, but couldn't pull too far away in swordsmanship, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes, but today there is a little guy here, so it will be a little interesting.

Almost instantly, one guy came out first.

"Poor Dao Song Changdao is reasonable, is the junior brother ready?" This Song Changdao is the one who just shrunk the long sword back into his sleeve.

Zhao Zimo glanced at the giant sword not far away, and then looked at these senior brothers, and knew that if he didn't make a few moves with them, he didn't want to go over to practice swords, so he could only smile and say: "Senior brother, junior brother Zhao Zimo, the first Li Daochun of the Immortal Peak, but do you want to compare now?" ”

"Hey, you're the new disciple that Uncle Shi has adopted?" Song Changdao glanced at him curiously, as if he wanted to know what was so powerful about this little junior brother, who could make that extremely eye-catching, but always say that he loved fate, choose him.

"That's right, isn't Senior Brother going to practice swordsmanship, it should be swordsmanship, right?"

"Oh, swordsmanship, it's okay, I'll suppress the cultivation to play with you!" Song Changdao nodded to him, and then a palm poked out, and the long sword came out of his sleeve, flashing a cold light.

Zhao Zimo took a few steps back, waved his long sword and stabbed away the sword, but Song Changdao's offensive became faster and faster, and a cold light flashed, just like that, the sword light quickly came to the center of the eyebrows, chest, neck, and lower gear.

The sword move is vicious, but there is no killing intent, swordsmanship, which is a murderous sword, is not considered vicious.

But the next sword was simply scared Zhao Zimo's legs cold, but fortunately, he was agile, and his body refining body was extraordinary after all, and he actually relied on his body to dodge these moves again and again.

But he had already said that he understood and remembered the sword moves, but he didn't practice for a long time, so there was no routine in the swordsmanship, it was completely indiscriminate swinging of the sword, although he didn't have a chance to counterattack in half a cup of tea, but he could also block the moves, I have to say that this is also very remarkable.

It's just that Song Changdao smiled again and again, and suddenly heard him shout softly: "Looking for pearls at the bottom of the sea!" ”

Zhao Zimo raised his eyebrows, directly under his feet, and slid backwards, but Song Changdao was faster, and the long sword was swept from the bottom to the top, and he actually touched the crooked Qingfeng sword with skill, and slashed directly at his crotch!

Fortunately!

At the critical moment, Song Changdao's sword stopped.

Zhao Zimo gasped, he didn't know why this product was focusing on the third way, especially for his second brother, who had a very unique hobby......

But Song Changdao really didn't think much else, he looked at him and said slowly: "You can do swordsmanship, but I can see it."

You must not have practiced these swordsmanship, or you haven't practiced them for a long time.

Although you can easily use these sword techniques, it is obvious that they are not used by habit.

But you have to know that to learn swords, you have to place your love on swords, although you think you have a good memory and can remember all sword moves, but the most basic swordsmanship, if you don't let it melt into yourself and engrave it deeply into your bones, you want to practice sword intent and cultivate the method of sword, wouldn't it be a quick success, and even waste your kendo qualifications.

Of course, if you think that the senior brother is wrong, you can't listen to it. ”

After listening to this, Zhao Zimo saw that Song Changdao's face had not changed, but he couldn't help blushing: "Senior brother is right, senior brother understands, I went down the mountain!" ”

"Where to go, anyway, if you lose a few times, you can practice swords here, by the way, my sword move just now is focused on your next three ways, which naturally makes you feel urgent, but it messes up the routine, this is my heart attack." Song Changdao smiled and kept him.

However, the little Taoist priest arched his hand and laughed at himself: "Senior brother, I am so ambitious, so I don't want to live up to my senior brother's kind reminder, and when I go back to practice swordsmanship, I will come back and try again." ”

"Hey, hey, don't go, it's enough for you to understand, don't go, don't go, let's play with my brother for a while......"

Zhao Zimo sincerely knew his mistake and wanted to go back to practice swords, but this group of senior brothers didn't want him to go, after all, there were not many junior brothers in the entire Pure Yang Sword Sect who loved to find abuse, and they were very obedient, so they had to be cultivated......