"Of course, what I mean by this is not that Elder Ben already believes that you can let Qianren Peak stand among the Nine Peaks of the Proud Sword, but that there are fewer and fewer people in Qianren Peak who can bear this burden now, and I hope you can keep going. ”

Seeing that Ye Chen was thoughtful, the carrot sighed slightly, moved his gaze to the green mountains outside the hall, and the carrot said to himself.

"Okay, I know what you want to say, Mingzhi's words should wait until King Xuan's tomb comes out. In addition, the Lord of Qufeng asked you to go to the back mountain, which is estimated to have some explanation for the tomb of King Xuan. ”

Ye Chen just wanted to answer, but the carrot directly gave the order to evict the guests, and with a slight smile, Ye Chen turned around and walked out of the hall.

Although the Seven Star Step is a body martial art suitable for combat, as a spiritual rank nine-rank exercise, it is also extraordinary to use it for travel. Because of this, not long after, Ye Chen had already rushed to the back mountain where the famous people of Qianren Peak lived.

"Trouble the junior brother to report, Ye Chen came to meet the peak master. ”

With Elder Carrot's explanation, Ye Chen naturally knew which courtyard Qu Lige was in, and bowed his hand slightly towards a yellow-clothed disciple at the door, Ye Chen couldn't help but start looking at the courtyard of the back mountain where the elders of Qianren Peak lived.

The foundation of the Three Thousand Sword Peaks of the Proud Sword Pavilion is almost the same, and the places where the disciples and elders live are generally divided into three parts, and this scattered courtyard group among the thousands of purple bamboos is the residence of the elders of the Thousand Thousand Sword Peaks.

The red glow appeared in the sky, twilight was approaching, and a cool breeze slowly swept through the purple bamboo forest where Ye Chen was, as if it was because of the few battles just now that Ye Chen had a slight understanding, and at the moment when the wind shook the forest, Ye Chen suddenly closed his eyes.

Although the purple bamboo is not a spiritual plant, under the cultivation of the Proud Sword Pavilion, one of the four major forces in the Eastern Regions, the purple bamboo that grows next to the Elder's House in Qianrenfeng also has a bit of spiritual intent.

The wind is green.

When Ye Chen closed his eyes, he only felt that the green half of the cyclone gradually became hot, and the inexplicable Mu Xuan Power that had been silent in his body suddenly woke up, and thousands of purple bamboos suddenly grew green, and then turned into a trickle of water into Ye Chen's body who was standing still.

The yellow-clothed miscellaneous disciple who went to report Qu Lige had already walked out of the courtyard gate, and glanced at Ye Chen suspiciously, the yellow-clothed disciple was about to tell Ye Chen's peak master to let him in, but his steps were suddenly stuck in the air, only to see that beside him, Qu Lige, who was dressed in a plain white robe, appeared out of thin air, stroked his beard slightly, and the current peak master of Qianren Peak looked at Ye Chen who closed his eyes and pondered with a relieved expression.

Gently patted the yellow-clothed disciple beside him, and when the yellow-clothed disciple was finally able to act, Qu Lige signaled him not to speak, and the old and the young stood in the purple bamboo forest, waiting for the closed-eyed young man to wake up.

As one of the four gentlemen of bamboo, bamboo does not need a long growth cycle like other green plants, the word withering and glory is often very short for green bamboo, from bamboo shoots to bamboo in a short period of time, but has a different meaning.

Ye Chen, who closed his eyes, calmly accepted the light green gas given by this dense purple bamboo, and from this green, Ye Chen saw the life of a bamboo in a trance, starting from the bamboo root and returning to the bamboo root.

The pale green light gradually turned into dark green, Ye Chen felt that he had turned into a bamboo shoot, slowly becoming a bamboo, the yellow oriole chirped on his shoulder, and the seniors in various colors practiced swords beside him, until the twilight came, the green bamboo turned into a withered bamboo, and finally returned to the earth, and the blood was lost to Hsinchu.

In the middle of this cycle, the purple bamboo in the mountains became more and more luxuriant, and the aura on Ye Chen's body, who was quietly contemplative, began to slowly increase. About half a month ago, Ye Chen had just entered the pavilion and was only the eighth grade of the Xuan, although he drank a generation of inexplicable tea in the sword test tower to advance to the ninth grade, but he had always been in the initial stage, and among the rich dual-attribute Xuan power in the Forging Xuan Valley, Ye Chen did not deliberately cultivate the Xuan, so the realm was only slightly improved.

Until today, before entering the purple bamboo forest, Ye Chen's realm was only among the upper grades of the nine grades, but as the breath in his body gradually climbed, Ye Chen's realm finally began to loosen, and even after the peak of the nine grades, it was still climbing, not far from Ye Chen, Qu Lige, who was carefully observed, saw this scene, but waved his hand lightly after a light sigh, Ye Chen's climbing realm finally slowly stagnated, and at this moment, Ye Chen was only a trace away from Xuanshi. I think that if it weren't for the requirements of King Xuan's tomb, Ye Chen would have been able to enter the Xuanshi today.

A breeze blew across the top of the purple bamboo, and a gentle voice sounded in his ears, Ye Chen opened his eyes, but his eyes were green visible to the naked eye. Sighing slowly, Ye Chen stretched out his left hand and urged the greenery in his body with the scarce mystic power that had just recovered in his body not long ago.

A stream of green light continues to spread from Ye Chen's side, and where it passes, in February, the purple bamboo sprouts from the ground, which is the momentum of the five elements of wood. The wind stopped, but Zizhu still trembled slightly, Ye Chen smiled slightly, when he comprehended the power of wood, what Ye Chen understood was not only the vitality of wood that he had always understood, but also the withering glory of wood that was completely different from it.

"The disciple pays a visit to Lord Qufeng. ”

Turning around, Ye Chen himself remembered this old man who was extremely kind to his disciples when he entered the peak. According to what Hongluo said, Qu Lige was originally the previous peak master of Qianren Peak, and Hongluo's father was the previous peak master of Qianren Peak was his disciple, but when the old man was in retreat, Qianren Peak had already fought with the Blood Sect, and what the old man saw after leaving the customs was already a devastated green mountain, and continuing to take over as the peak master of Qianren Peak was also Qu Lige's helpless move.

"You're here, the carrot girl told me about the martial arts arena, follow me into the courtyard. ”

The current peak master of Qianren Peak smiled at Ye Chen, although it was just an ordinary coarse linen clothes, but there was an extraordinarily dusty aura on the old man.

Frowning slightly, Ye Chen followed the old man's steps, although he was not a mystery, Ye Chen still felt that the twilight on Qu Lige's body was getting heavier and heavier. Most of the elders of Qu Lige's age in the Proud Sword Pavilion are in retreat and penance in Zhufeng, in anticipation of breaking through to the next realm, what the people who cultivate martial arts are, many people can't say clearly, but the word immortality has always been everyone's expectation.

"Sit, there's no need to be restrained here, Xiaozhu, go make a pot of bamboo leaf tea. ”

Walking into the small courtyard, Qu Lige took Ye Chen to take the lead into a bamboo pavilion, slowly sat on the bamboo chair, and Qu Lige looked at Ye Chen with a smile

Said.

"The disadvantages of Qianren Peak have been accumulated for a long time, although you promised Mu Yushan's kid something, but don't put too much burden on yourself, here is Qianren Peak for all our disciples and elders, if you want it to regain its former glory, this way is still a long way. ”

"Well, Ye Chen just wants to make a modest contribution to Qianren Peak, besides, people can't stand without trust, since Ye Chen promised the Lord of Mu City, he has to do something after going up the mountain, so that he can be worthy of his heart. ”

Smiling slightly, Ye Chen also admired this peak master who did not have the slightest shelf, got up and sat on the bamboo chair not far from the song, and the young man replied to himself.

"In addition, Lord Qufeng, Ye Chen has one more thing to ask for. The relationship between Mu Yao and the City Lord Mu is already known to all the elders, but the past of the City Lord Mu in the Proud Sword Pavilion, Mu Yao herself does not know at all, I know that the City Lord Mu does not want Mu Yao to carry too much. But this apology always needs to be repaid, Mu Yao has not suffered much, so the disciple is willing to take on this responsibility, both for himself and for the peak, so I hope that the master of Qu Feng can give the disciple a little time, and can give the disciple a time to stand proudly on the Three Thousand Sword Peak. ”

It seems that because Cangyue City has experienced too much, whether it is the white eyes and ridicule within the Ye family for five years, or the life hanging by a thread in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range, Ye Chen always has a bit of calmness and calmness that does not belong to a teenager, but it was not until he said these words at this moment that Ye Chen rebuked a little bit of youthful spirit.

"Ye Chen, let's take a sip of tea first, this bamboo tea is made by the old man himself. ”

Qu Lige smiled faintly, but he didn't answer Ye Chen's words directly, and poured out two cups of tea that the yellow-clothed disciple had just taken, but Qu Lige drank the tea gently.

Although he was puzzled, seeing that Qu Lige still handed over the teacup, Ye Chen still took it respectfully. Unlike expected, this peak master of Qianren Peak did not seem to have an immortal atmosphere as Ye Chen had always expected, the teacup was carved from the purple bamboo outside the house, and the tea leaves were the most ordinary bamboo leaf tea.

took a small sip, although everything was very ordinary, but Ye Chen realized a trace of extraordinaryness from this tea, but maybe the realm was not advanced enough, although Ye Chen had a hidden understanding, but he also had some doubts about this sword.

"How's the old man's tea?"

"Well, there is extraordinary in the ordinary, but this extraordinary is a little obscure. ”

Seeing Ye Chen drinking the tea, Qu Lige gently stroked his beard and preached, and Ye Chen did not hide it at all.

"What does the path of cultivation look like to you?"

"It's not a secret, when Ye Chen first started to enter the martial arts, he was a rare genius in Cangyue City's one-third of an acre, so at that time, I always thought that one day I would be able to fight with my sword and become a wanderer. In the next few years, Ye Chen experienced all kinds of ridicule, so that when I regained my martial arts, I always wanted to take revenge, always wanted to fight for a breath, and always wanted to give a little protection to the people around me. ”

"Later, I experienced a lot, it's funny, I also formed a big force, avenged several brothers, and also gained a firm foothold in Cangyue City, and the people of the family didn't dare to underestimate me anymore, at that time

However, he was a little at a loss, so he followed the promise he promised to the city lord at the beginning, and tried to see if he could help him accomplish this goal. ”

"To this day, I can only do my best to achieve a few goals that may be difficult to achieve. In my opinion, Xiuwu is probably to do my best, hold the sword in my hand, protect the people around me, fulfill my heart's wish, and help the unjust people next to me. ”

After pondering for a long time, Ye Chen finally opened his mouth to answer, but as soon as he finished saying this, Qu Lige knocked a shudder on his head.

"Young man, how can Xiuwu be so old-fashioned, what is called doing your best, if you don't die, it's not powerless, and it's not your best effort. Speaking of which, when the old man was a teenager, the master asked me why I practiced martial arts, and I only replied that I would be the first in the world that day, and I would ride the sword and crane to enjoy the world. ”

Raised the teacup and smiled, but Qu Lige laughed to himself.

"Xiuwu is like boiling tea, the more the tea is boiled, the more fragrant the tea will be, but if the water is too boiling, the tea will not be cared for. Ye Chen, I also know what you said, how can a woman bear the mistakes made by the eldest man, the trouble that Mu Yushan's little rabbit cub made at the beginning will not let his daughter pay it back, as for you, since you kid wants to pay it back, then the old man will give you this opportunity. ”

Putting down the teacup, Qu Lige straightened up and smiled slightly, Mu Yao's affairs were known to the Pavilion Master of the Sword Pavilion and many elders of Qianren Peak, but to this day, no elder had implicated Mu Yao with the catastrophe of the Blood Sect twenty years ago, and even the carrot was willing to accept Mu Yao as a disciple. Although there are fewer people in Qianrenfeng, the arrogance that has lasted for thousands of years is still there.

"So, boy Ye Chen, I'll give you a chance, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"

(End of chapter)