A few days later, when Qin Chen, who was a little handsome with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his free-flowing figure, danced with the long sword along with the autumn leaves, the martial arts on his body were full of internal strength, and the sword moves in his hand were terrifying, bursting out with thunder and thunder.

The wave of sword qi swept over a radius of five or six meters, and at this time, the young man waved his hand at will, and the sword roared and thunder came out, and the dust flew, and countless sword marks and ravines of different depths emerged from the ground in an instant.

The power of this sword move was something that Qin Chen could exert without the help of the internal strength and mental method, the critical qi induction technique.

After continuous efforts, this young man has practiced this set of nine-fold thunderbolt sword techniques, which he was not good at originally, to the seventh level. This is really a gratifying thing for Qin Chen.

However, the young man who had just made a breakthrough in this sword technique did not indulge in joy too much, because he found that at this time, there was an aura on his body that was not within his control, soaked in ancient wilderness, with a deep evil aura.

This breath not only exists in the depths of the young man's sea of knowledge, but also exists at the bottom of his bloodline.

At this moment, this breath soaked in strength, as if it had its consciousness, instinctively took advantage of Qin Chen's cultivation and was tired to desperately impact the young man's weak seal, so that there were signs of rising out.

In an instant, Qin Chen only felt that his body was steaming, and his consciousness was becoming more and more trance-like. However, the young man still subconsciously fought against the evil qi in his body, and mobilized the power of the seal to successfully shake it back.

When the young man just came back to his senses, he heard someone in his ear: "Qin Chen, come with me, the elders of the sect will summon you." ”

Qin Chen looked for prestige, only to see the southeast, the white-clothed young man standing on a big tree in the sky, looking at him with a smile at the right time.

Being able to be summoned by any of the eight elders who are martial arts cultivators in the sect is something that many people dream of, so Qin Chen didn't ask much, and directly stepped on the Linxu footwork, and came to the seventh peak of the sect with the white cloth.

The seventh peak is the main peak in the Lingxiao Mountain Range where the sect is located, and it is also the highest peak, and many sect elders and deacons live in this peak.

Right now, standing at the foot of the staircase-like steps leading to the summit of the seventh peak, Qin Chen looked at the roof covered with glazed tiles at the top with some incredulity, with two wing angles, like a building on the top of the peak.

Among the disciples, usually only the inner disciples who were summoned to the seventh peak, and the disciples under the elder's seat were allowed to step in.

After staying in the sect for a few years, it was the first time for Qin Chen to be allowed to step into the seventh peak, standing at such a close distance to watch the Jiyue Pavilion, the important place of the sect, no wonder he would be surprised.

At this time, the white-clothed young man who brought him said a sentence: "You go up yourself, and the elder of your sect is in that building." Then he walked away.

At the height of the seventh peak, when Qin Chen stepped on the steps and walked up step by step, there was always an illusion as if he was in a sea of clouds, and behind him was half of the sky burned red by the sunset, which was enough to make people forget to return.

When he stood in front of Jiyue Pavilion, the originally closed stone gate roared and soared upward, Qin Chen was shocked and thought: "This is all at the peak, and it is really worthy of being the most important place in the sect to make such a high-level land."

Walking into Jiyue Pavilion, Qin Chen saw a black-haired elder in the spacious and bright hall, holding a white child in his hand, looking at the chess game in front of him with a somewhat serious expression, thinking about how to make a move.

Qin Chen recognized that this was Elder Feng, the youngest elder of the Lingxiao Sect, only in his fifties, he was ranked as one of the eight elders of the sect with his excellent strength, and he had been practicing in retreat for the past two years, and it was the first time he had seen his true face outside the portrait.

Although he didn't want to believe that it was this elder who summoned him, Qin Chen still fulfilled his disciple's etiquette and stepped forward quickly, standing ten steps away from the table and chair.

Right now, this Elder Feng seemed to have all his thoughts on the chessboard in front of him, which was almost in the middle of a dead game, so Qin Chen didn't immediately make a sound of alarm.

As time passed, the sea-deep aura that emerged from the elder's body gradually permeated the entire space.

And Qin Chen, who was standing at this moment, only felt that his back was full of sweat, even though the young man was trying his best to mobilize his own yuan power to resist the power soaked in this breath in the void.

But I still have the feeling that I will lie down immediately. For a moment, he couldn't figure out why Elder Nafeng was in such a hurry to test his strength and potential in this way.

If it is said that it is for the sake of selection, if the sect elder sits down as a disciple, he must first be promoted to an inner disciple to have this qualification, and it is too early for him now.

Immediately, the power of this aura in the air became heavier and heavier, and there was a faint pale aura around Qin Chen's body that was gradually rising, which was the internal strength of the martial arts.

As an outer disciple, even if he faced the aura of detecting the truth and reality exuded by the elders of the sect, it was not a shame to lie down immediately.

You must know that in the face of such a force that almost wants to squeeze martial arts cultivation to the limit, many inner disciples can't last long, and they fall directly.

But Qin Chen was still standing there stubbornly, and he also wanted to know where his limit was at the moment. But as this confrontation continued, his consciousness began to change in a trance.

There was an aura of eternal savagery and a deep evil aura that was not within his control.

At this time, Elder Feng, who had been looking at the chessboard before, had just taken the first look at the young man.

Immediately, the one at the bottom of Qin Chen's bloodline, which was not under his complete control, was soaked in the ancient wilderness, with a deep and evil aura, and was directly intimidated by the martial arts internal strength of this Wind Elder, and returned to the corner.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Chen's consciousness recovered, and he was no longer in a trance, but at this moment, the young man felt that his body was being pressed by an increasingly heavy force, and it would not be long before he was really going to lie down.

At this time, the old man who came from the inner hall looked at the black-haired elder who was sitting in front of the chessboard and said in a deep voice: "Feng Qingshan." ”

Elder Feng, who was called by his full name, immediately put away the power of the aura on his body, and smiled at the person who came: "Isn't this your Dugu side, the disciple you fancied?"

"I'll help you find out where his strength and potential are. Under the pressure of my breath, this young man showed resistance and responsiveness that was always above his peers. ”

"As an outer disciple, he is indeed qualified to stand here at this moment, which is really beyond my expectations. ”

Elder Dugu glanced at him first, then turned to the young man and said, "Qin Chen is looking for you, don't bother with that guy with a weird temper." ”

Hearing this, Elder Feng immediately said loudly: "I said that how can you teach the juniors such a ......."

Looking at the two elders in the discussion, Qin Chen, who was gradually recovering, couldn't believe the scene he saw.

Just now, Elder Feng, with only a small part of his strength, was already shaking himself and almost lying down, his true strength must not be inferior to that of a martial arts master, this is the goal that many martial cultivators want to achieve in their whole life.

But at this moment, these two elders who can be called grandmaster-level talk like ordinary people, which makes Qin Chen feel a lot less alienated.

After the two elders finished speaking, Qin Chen followed Elder Dugu to the inner hall.

Immediately, Elder Dugu looked at Qin Chen and said, "Chen'er, I think you should know that the power at the bottom of your bloodline is far from what you should use right now. ”

Hearing Elder Dugu call himself Chen'er, the young man was stunned for a moment, because in his memory, only people as close as his parents and grandfather would call him that.

Immediately, Qin Chen said truthfully: "I know, but the situation was urgent at that time, and if I didn't gamble, the result would be even worse." ”

Hearing this, Elder Dugu touched his beard and pondered, "If you still want to continue your martial arts path as before, I can help you temporarily seal the evil power at the lower level of your bloodline, but in the process of casting spells, you may die." ”

As soon as the words fell, Qin Chen's eyes widened and he looked at the Immortal Wind Dao Elder in front of him. For a moment, the entire space was silent.

Indeed, in this world where martial arts are respected, although Qin Chen has a huge power at the bottom of his bloodline, not only is he unable to cultivate as before.

And it is very likely to be controlled by this huge force in the body, if you want to continue the path of martial arts, it is essential for the teenager to have a strong seal.

Soon Qin Chen said decisively: "Even if my life is in danger, I am willing to gamble again." ”

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Elder Dugu said without any emotion.

Standing in front of an elder comparable to a martial arts master, Qin Chen always had the illusion that he had been seen through, so he said truthfully: "I'm afraid, but I don't want to live in secret." ”

Hearing this, Elder Dugu smiled and said, "He really deserves to be Qin Xiao's son, and his temperament is really similar to him." ”

Suddenly hearing his father's name, Qin Chen at the moment only felt so far away. In this teenager's mind, there are only a few warm, fragmentary, vague memories about his parents.

Qin Chen vaguely remembered that when the morning sun was rising, his father, who sat behind him on horseback and taught him to ride a horse and shoot arrows, would grasp his small hands with those broad hands and pull the heavy bowstring together.

When the two of them returned with a full load, they could see the curling smoke of the cooking and smell the smell of the rice in the air, and the young man would always run eagerly to tell his mother about the ...... of the hunt.

"Chen'er, your father used to be a disciple of my ancestral elder hall, so you should be regarded as my disciple. Even if your parents are not with you right now, you should trust that they love you. Seeing the change in the expression on Qin Chen's face, Elder Dugu added casually.

"Where are my parents?" Qin Chen asked tentatively.

Qin Chen asked his grandfather a lot of questions about this kind of question, but the other party only said that his parents were still alive, as for where, he either gave an ambiguous general direction, or that they were dealing with some major matters outside, and did not give a clear answer.

Obviously, Elder Dugu didn't want to say much about this, but just said, "When the time comes, you will naturally meet." Immediately came to Qin Chen's side, and with a wave of his big hand, the nine-turn sealing array immediately emerged from Qin Chen's feet.

Soon Qin Chen sat cross-legged in the center of the formation, and as Elder Dugu's technique floated, the light gradually rose around the formation, echoing with heaven and earth.

In the process of helping Qin Chen perform the spell, Elder Dugu was surprised to find that as early as when the power of this young man's bloodline had not yet awakened, someone had sealed the power at the bottom of his bloodline in advance, and he used the Nine Turns Sealing Array, the first three of the nine forms.

Because of this, after patching up the loopholes in the first three forms of the formation, Elder Dugu completed the sealing spell very smoothly.

And the power of the bloodline in the young man's body did not appear to be excessively resistant, but the power of this spell was not something that ordinary people could bear, and Qin Chen inevitably fainted.

After casting the formation, Elder Dugu called out to a disciple dressed in white and said, "Take Qin Chen to the Heavenly Medicine Pool." ”

Looking at the junior disciple in front of him who was only able to step into this sect's important place today, he was allowed to use the Heavenly Medicine Pool, which had been soaked for nearly a hundred thousand years, had healing effects, and was invaluable to precious medicinal materials.

The white-clothed disciple was not moved or envious, but he still didn't say a word, and picked up Qin Chen and walked towards his destination.

"Even the Heavenly Medicine Pool has been used, you are really bloody. Elder Feng, who heard the words in the outer hall, said, "But have you thought about it, even if this Qin Chen works hard enough, he has some luck to stimulate his potential." ”

"But he is not awakened after all, our martial arts world, we think that the most noble and stable Ming realm martial arts cultivation bloodline. ”

"It's not that he will necessarily become the master of power in the future, but on the contrary, for a bloodline like him, which is recognized by us as not the most noble and stable, even if he tries his best, he may still be judged to be controlled by power in the future."

"If I had been earlier, I would have persuaded him to give up the path of martial arts, and it would be better to do nothing in this world where martial arts are respected than to live in despair. ”

"But he wasn't born like that, and if I did, it would be really painful for him. Elder Dugu said and walked out of the inner hall, stood in front of the table and touched a grain of white and said, "Even if it seems to be a dead end, if you are smart enough, you can find a way." ”

As the chess pieces in Elder Dugu's hand "snapped" and the ground fell, the white pieces in the chessboard seemed to suddenly have an extra way, came back to life, and stepped out of the seemingly complete dead.

"yes, that's it, I didn't think of it. When Elder Bai's thoughts came out of the chessboard, he came back to his senses.

casually looked at the person in front of him, and the man who walked farther and farther away: "Dugu, you old ghost, turn around and say I'm stupid, don't forget to talk about the total number of chess games, I also won two more games against you, I was just distracted just now......." ”