Chapter 140: The Sword of Faith (Part 6)
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Leng Qingxun was dressed in a green shirt, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he walked out of the darkness and nodded approvingly, "As a teacher, I was attracted by the sword soul of the Huoyun Sword, Xiao Qiang, it seems that you have made another breakthrough in the way of the sword."
"The sword soul attracted, why didn't I feel the sword soul" Xiao Qiang paused for a moment, then smiled embarrassedly, and said modestly, "That's the master's guidance." 【】”
"Don't dare to take this seriously, it's because you have a good chance, and you are diligent, but I have only mentioned you a few times as a teacher, how can you be embarrassed to take credit?"
Xiao Qiang said seriously, "Although the master doesn't mention much, it's all about ideas, every time you appear, it will bring a great shock to the disciple."
Xiao Qiang is telling the truth, every time he meets Leng Qingxun, he can feel the wisdom and sharpness of this man in green shirts, and every time he mentions something, he gains something.
Even Leng Qingxun's only shot benefited Xiao Qiang a lot, and he was shocked and impressed by Leng Qingxun's free-flowing sword intent.
Leng Qingxun smiled, and was very useful for the praise of his apprentice, and said leisurely, "Since you have said so, then be ready to be shocked again."
Xiao Qiang hurriedly put away his sword and asked Leng Qingxun to sit down on a clean big stone, while he sat on a small stone on the side, posing as if he was listening to the teachings.
Sure enough, Leng Qingxun lived up to his expectations, and his first sentence shocked him.
"Xiao Qiang, you're going to be expelled from the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion"
"Well, ah, what" Xiao Qiang instinctively hummed, suddenly realized that something was wrong, stood up, and looked at Leng Qingxun in shock.
Leng Qingxun looked at Xiao Qiang with cold eyes, as if it was a tranquilizer, and instantly calmed Xiao Qiang down and sat back on the stone bench.
Leng Qingxun said lightly, "The other sects and some families of the Federation have jointly exerted pressure on the head of the sect to clear you out. The Peak Masters of the General Altar and the Four Peaks have jointly sent a letter to the Sectarian Inquisition, asking for your trial. I want to stop it, but it's still a step too late."
Leng Qingxun's voice was very flat, but it made Xiao Qiang sweat on his forehead when he heard it, and a piercing chill arose in his heart.
He suddenly thought of his dead parents, and couldn't help but let out a ridiculous laugh.
is also betrayed by his own mountain gate, and he is also judged by a sectarian judge, and it is also because of the so-called "public heart" of some people, which is really similar.
It's just that I, Xiao Qiang, will not give in, let alone be stupid enough to die
I can fight guerrillas, I can wander the world, I can even fall into the devil's way, I don't give in, what can you do with me
Leng Qingxun showed a wry smile and said, "Xiao Qiang, you have risen too fast, which has made many people feel offended, so you will invite such an unwarranted disaster, but don't worry, the teacher will not let you have an accident."
Xiao Qiang laughed at himself, and couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved in his heart.
Reincarnated as a human being, Xiao Qiang has his own code of conduct, he asked himself if he did anything wrong, why he became everyone's enemy
Leng Qingxun seemed to see Xiao Qiang's grievances, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, and he sighed lightly, "It's not all your responsibility, my Sword Pavilion disciple is decisive in killing, maverick, and originally incompatible with those so-called sectarian Dao Sects, since you are a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, it is inevitable that you will attract hostility." ”
Xiao Qiang was silent, and suddenly thought of something for a moment, his heart tightened, and he asked uneasily, "Master, the seven gentlemen."
"Don't worry, they'll be fine. ”
Xiao Qiang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and smiled bitterly, "Master, thank you for telling me this, the disciple won't embarrass you." ”
After speaking, his eyes were a little red, and he reluctantly took off the Huoyun Sword, as well as the Sword Pavilion Order, and handed it to Leng Qingxun.
Although Xiao Qiang has not sensed the existence of the sword soul so far, the Huoyun Sword has become a part of his life, and now he wants to hand over this sword, which makes him feel a little uncomfortable.
What's even more uncomfortable is that after handing over the sword and handing over the token, he is no longer a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, nor is he a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, just a lonely person.
Am I really going to die?
Leng Qingxun deliberately said with a straight face, "What's wrong, I'm scared"
Xiao Qiang smiled freely, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid what's the use, strength is king"
"Yes, you can think so, I am very pleased for the teacher," Leng Qingxun smiled faintly, picked up Xiao Qiang's Sword Pavilion token, and slid his finger on the jade plate a few times, raising Xiao Qiang's level from "level" to "level".
Xiao Qiang took the token, and looked at the master in dismay.
"Xiao Qiang, do you know the origin of the Sword Pavilion" Leng Qingxun asked.
"Wasn't it established by the ancestor back then?"
Leng Qingxun shook his head, "You are wrong, actually, Shen Jiannan, the founding ancestor of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion, used to be a disciple of the Sword Pavilion like you."
Xiao Qiang was shocked, he had heard too many stories about Master Zu since he was a child, it was a genius-level figure who only came out in hundreds of years, he never thought that Master Zu was actually a disciple of the Sword Pavilion
"Xiao Qiang, since the day I got the sword, there have been countless people who have devoted themselves to the way of the sword, never turning back, going through thousands of dangers without regrets, which has opened up a road of sword cultivation. The Sword Pavilion does not belong to any sect, nor does it depend on any faction, and even the name of the Sword Pavilion is just a meaningless title. For the disciples of the Sword Pavilion, the sword represents freedom, faith, glory, and the highest order of this world."
"Seven hundred years ago, Shen Jiannan, a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, after comprehending the way of the sword, founded the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion in the Ten Thousand Sword Mountain, and in order to promote the way of the sword, the Sword Pavilion was also established at the same time, which is the origin of our branch. ”
Leng Qingxun's expression was a little lonely, and he sighed lightly, "It's just a pity that Master Zu failed to cross the catastrophe, and after his soul was dispersed, the General Altar regarded the Sword Pavilion as a potential enemy. In the past hundred years, under the suppression of the main altar, my Sword Pavilion has been declining day by day, and the disciples under my name are only twelve at most, and in your generation, you are the first, plus the seven who make up the number, there are only eight people. ”
Xiao Qiang listened a little intrigued, and he finally figured out that the contradiction between the Sword Pavilion and the General Altar had existed from the beginning.
Leng Qingxun continued, "Back then, Master Zu and the Elder of the Sword Pavilion had an agreement to give the disciples of the Sword Pavilion a high degree of freedom. Low-level Sword Pavilion disciples, such as the Seven Gentlemen, can only belong to the General Altar. Disciples belong to the Sword Pavilion, but they must be dispatched by the General Altar. Level disciples, neither belong to the Sword Pavilion, nor belong to the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, so, Xiao Qiang, with this token, you do not belong to the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, nor do you belong to the Sword Pavilion, the so-called expulsion from the mountain gate, naturally there is no way to talk about it. ”
Xiao Qiang stroked the Sword Pavilion Order in his hand, his eyes widened for a while, and he stammered, "I neither belong to the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion nor to the Sword Pavilion."
Leng Qingxun looked at Xiao Qiang with clear eyes, and said with a smile: "With the sword, why do you need to divide sects and sects, why do you need to have geographical restrictions, the Sword Pavilion is not a pavilion, and why cling to a name, you say that you are a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, then you are a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, if you say no, then you are not." ”
Xiao Qiang was shocked again, he finally understood why the master said that the sword is freedom, the sword is faith, and the existence of the disciples of the Sword Pavilion is more like a missionary of the way of the sword
They have no ambitions, so there is no sectarian distinction, there is no racial distinction, but it can also be said that their ambitions are too great, and they want to make the sword path the master of the continent
Leng Qingxun gave Xiao Qiang time to digest, looked at Xiao Qiang with clear eyes, and suddenly asked, "Xiao Qiang, if it is a competition that is destined to have no ranking, will you still participate?"