"Yes!" the sixteen people had already held their breath, roared in unison, and went their separate ways. [No pop-up novel network]

Everyone was sent out, and Xiao Qiang began to move stones desperately alone.

He wants to make the beautiful Gentleman's Valley a fortress that will not only stand here, but also in the hearts of all people.

From today on, they will never swallow their anger at other people's bullying and seek compromise!

After nightfall, he had already built three semicircular fortifications at the mouth of the narrow valley, and in the valley, from the cave to the mouth of the canyon, four or five lines of defense had also been built, like a bagua array.

When the fat man and the monkey's food convoy arrived, the two couldn't help but be stunned by the scene in front of them.

The monkey's eyebrows fluttered and he exclaimed: "Brother Qiang, these defenses are so well cultivated, if Xiao Jing'an's stinky woman dares to come, we will definitely beat them down!"

Xiao Qiang is not so optimistic, there are only sixteen of them in total, and Xiao Jing'an only needs one mouth, and there are more than one hundred and sixty people who work for her!

In the dead of night, Xiao Qiang was in an impetuous mood, went out to check the fortifications again, and after making sure that there was nothing missing, he entered the martial arts training ground in the cave and began to practice "Three Kills".

As soon as the martial arts from the Remnant Scripture Pavilion were displayed, they became more and more handy, and the martial arts training ground resounded with a continuous roar.

Just when Xiao Qiang was venting wantonly, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and with a glance of his eyes, he suddenly found that there was a person standing not far away!

The breeze was gentle, the moon was in the sky, and under the stone wall, a man in a green shirt with an elegant face stood with his hands in his hands, looking up at the sword marks, and that scene was like an ancient literati singing wine.

Xiao Qiang couldn't help but be taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

The man in the green shirt looked at the sword marks on the stone wall, and suddenly asked, "What is sword intent?"

Xiao Qiang paused for a moment, and said loudly: "Sword intent, integrating essence, qi, and spirit, is one thought, can be one, can be two, can also be innumerable, this is called ten thousand swords......"

The man in the green shirt shook his head and said, "This is the original words in the "Thirteen Articles of Sword Intent", I want to listen to your own words." ”

"Senpai, that's my own words. Xiao Qiang bowed and said.

The man in the green shirt was stunned, and then smiled loudly, his eyes were full of appreciation, and he nodded and said, "It seems that you really realized, it's very good!"

"The seniors have a good reputation, and the younger generations can't talk about enlightenment, but they have some experience. Xiao Qiang said modestly.

The man in the green shirt sighed: "The current disciple only knows how to rush to the level desperately, thinking that he can become a master by advancing to the Yunling Realm, but he doesn't know that a sword intent in his hand is also unmatched." Two swords, this sword intent of yours is very good, it is very much to my liking!"

Xiao Qiang couldn't help but be embarrassed, bowed down and said, "The predecessor praised it falsely!"

He knew that the man in the green shirt in front of him must be a master, and he was a master of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, but he felt weird, it was already strange to appear here inexplicably, and he also called himself two swords, you must know that this is a common saying among disciples.

Suddenly thinking of something, Xiao Qiang's face turned pale, and he plucked up his courage and said: "The seniors are here for the dead seventh, it's all my doing, it's none of anyone else's business!"

The man in the green shirt was stunned, shook his head and said, "The life and death of the two swords have nothing to do with this seat!"

As if seeing Xiao Qiang's suppressed anger, the man in the green shirt smiled dumbly, and said lightly: "Boy, don't be resentful, this world is inherently unfair, people can become elite disciples, and they are naturally qualified to stand taller than you!"

"Then they can kill people at will, do we deserve to be killed?!" Xiao retorted loudly.

"Why, do you still expect a savior to help you, to save you?

The man in the green shirt looked deep and continued, "Since ancient times, those who have been in low positions have been inseparable from cruel blood and killing, which is the law of nature. Do you think it's fair if you want dignity and fairness, but you don't want to do anything, you accept it, you just want someone to administer justice?!"

The words of the man in the green shirt were like knives, and every sentence was bloody, which made Xiao Qiang sober up painfully, and cold sweat kept flowing down.

The man in the green shirt glanced at Xiao Qiang and nodded appreciatively: "Two swords, you are still courageous, you know how to resist, that's right, others can't give it to you, you have to learn to take it yourself! With one of you, there will be a second person, there will be more people, you may all die, but the fairness you want, the dignity you want, is on this road full of thorns and blood!"

If others can't give it, I have to learn to take it myself?!

Xiao Qiang stood there in a daze, as if a fire had been ignited in his mind, making his blood begin to boil, and his eyes shiny like morning stars.

The man in the green shirt couldn't help but say a few more words because of his love for talent, and only after he finished thinking of the purpose of this trip couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

"Two swords, every cave in this Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, embodies the wisdom and hard work of the ancestors, and every grass and tree has its reason for existence. But you are making such a big move in the canyon, moving mountains, and lagoons, which has destroyed the flow of vitality between heaven and earth, and this cave mansion, at most, in a year, will exhaust all the vitality!"

Xiao Qiang was dumbfounded, sweating, and bowed down in panic and said, "Senior, Xiao Qiang is ignorant, this will immediately restore the original appearance of the canyon!"

"It's late, it's too late. The man in the green shirt couldn't help but sigh lightly, looking a little lonely.

"Xiao Qiang is willing to accept the punishment!" Xiao Qiang said ashamedly, he was distressed, you must know that Junzi Valley is not only a place for him to cultivate, but also a home for him and the disciples of the Junzi League!

"Your name is Xiao Qiang?"

"Yes, the Wind Spirit Bloodline, Xiao Qiang, a disciple of the outer room!"

"Xiao Qiang, you destroyed the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion Cave Mansion, causing the aura of heaven and earth to move, the crime is extremely evil, you should be punished, this seat still has a heart of repentance, and you have a good understanding of the sword intent of this sect, and you are determined to be lenient,"

The man in the green shirt looked at Xiao Qiang quietly, "Three days later, take your people and go to the Ice Ruler Peak of the General Altar, since you have destroyed a cave mansion, then you have to build a new cave mansion!"

Xiao Qiang was dumbfounded, and stammered: "Seniors, juniors won't repair the Cave Mansion!"

A smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, and he said leisurely: "Wouldn't you be a coolie?"

Xiao Qiang froze for a moment, and had to nod dejectedly.

Others can get some benefits when they meet masters, why did they come to me and be arrested to be a strong man?

However, he was convinced of this punishment, and if he did something wrong, he would have to pay the price.

"Xiao Qiang, if you don't arrive within the time limit, this seat will kill all of you to comfort this Fangdong Mansion!"

As soon as the man in the green shirt finished speaking, the whole person disappeared with a sigh.

"Congratulations to seniors!" Xiao Qiang bowed and saluted, and raised himself for a moment, his whole body was already soaked with cold sweat.

Although the man in the green shirt did not show murderous aura from beginning to end, it brought him unparalleled pressure, which Xiao Qiang had never experienced.

The words of the man in the green shirt also woke up Xiao Qiang, what others can't give, then take it yourself, what he wants is not dignity and fairness?

He had no choice but to fight his way out!

Ice Ruler Peak, as the name suggests, is shrouded in ice all year round, and the cliff wall is as steep as a foot.

At the top of the peak, in the empty square, a palace carved out of ice sits on the flat ground, mysterious and majestic, and on the left wing, an ancient attic stands on top of the flying cliff, like a hanging in the air.

After the man in the green shirt landed in the square, he walked through the clouds, loomed, and entered the attic for a moment.

In front of the door of a lit room, the man in green shirt saluted respectfully and said, "Master, the situation has been ascertained, it is a group of disciples in the outer room who acted recklessly and touched the leylines of the earth, so it triggered the vision of the flow of spiritual energy!"

"A group of disciples from the outer chambers, so bold!" In the room, a cold snort sounded, and then an old and tall voice sounded, "Are they all punished?"

The man in the green shirt hesitated for a moment, and said in fear: "The disciple is incompetent, and he can't do it!"

"Can't do it?" the old man in the room seemed surprised.

"Master, the leading outer room disciple comprehended a sword intent, and the disciple had a heart of love for talent for a while, so he didn't make a move!"

There was silence in the room for a long time before the voice came again: "How old is it?"

"His name is Xiao Qiang, fifteen years old, he is a disciple of the Wind Spirit lineage, and his strength is in the seventh rank. ”

With a bang, the closed door opened, a figure flashed, and an old man stood barefoot in front of the man in the green shirt, glaring, and said solemnly: "Qingxun, are you sure?!"

The old man was short and fat, his beard was all white, his round face was as ruddy as a baby, and his eyes were extremely clear.

When the old man stared, it was not only terrifying, but funny.

Leng Qingxun didn't dare to think so, he took a step back, bowed down and said, "Master, Xiao Qiang left a sword intent on the stone wall, so the disciple is sure!"

The two white eyebrows hanging from the old man's eyebrows danced, and he suddenly laughed loudly: "It's been twenty years, two generations of disciples, and finally a decent one has appeared!"

Leng Qingxun breathed a sigh of relief and said with a little excitement: "Congratulations to Master, the Sword Pavilion can finally welcome a newcomer!"

Eighteen years ago, the battle of exorcism caused the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion to lose a large number of elite masters, and its vitality was greatly damaged, especially the Sword Pavilion, the loss was even heavier, and all the disciples of the Twelve Sword Pavilion were killed in battle!

Since then, the two generations of disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, although there are no endless genius-level figures who have reached the Yunling Realm, none of them have been able to comprehend the sword intent, which cannot but be said to be the biggest flaw of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, the biggest flaw of the Sword Pavilion.

I think that back then, Shen Jiannan, the ancestor of the founding mountain, relied on a sword intent to kill the innate powerhouse of the Linghai Realm with the cultivation of the innate powerhouse, and challenged the extreme heavenly powerhouse of the Spirit Void Realm with the cultivation of the innate powerhouse, what kind of majesty was that? The Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion that he founded single-handedly also ranked among the top ten sects in the mainland.

Perhaps in Situ Yuan's eyes, Xiao Qiang's comprehension of sword intent was just a breakthrough in martial arts, but for the "sword-based" Sword Pavilion, a young disciple who comprehended sword intent had extraordinary significance.

Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, without a sword, can it still be called Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion?!

The white-eyed old man was excited, impatient: "Qingxun, what about that kid, bring it to me to see!"

Leng Qingxun hurriedly said: "Master Rong Yu, the disciple has made his own opinion, and he has already made a three-day appointment with him, if he clears up the trouble after three days and arrives at the foot of the Ice Ruler Peak safely, it will not be too late for the master to say goodbye!"

The white-eyed old man scratched his head and said stupidly: "It's okay, a disciple of the outer room can comprehend the sword intent, it is indeed a little unreliable, then let's talk about it in a few days!"