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In the mountain behind Qingyun Peak, a few white cranes swept by, the clear spring was bubbling, the clouds and mist were curling, and it was peaceful. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In a cliff valley in the mountain, there are thirteen giant long swords up to 100 meters high, and in the weedy field among the giant swords, there is a tall stone monument covered with moss.

On the stone tablet are engraved two large scarlet characters.

Sword Cliff.

In the middle of the cliff valley, more than a hundred childish teenagers were dressed in strong suits, sitting cross-legged with solemn faces.

"Boom......"

Suddenly, I could only hear the sound of trees in front of me, and all the young people opened their eyes and looked.

"The qi sinks into the dantian, and the five senses are closed together. Cultivate the sword and cultivate the heart, and the heart and sword are one!"

A deep voice came, and a middle-aged man with a bronze sword on his back walked out, jumping on a stone platform, his body straight, not angry and arrogant.

When all the young people saw this person, they all bowed their heads, and there was a little more jealousy between their eyebrows.

This is an extremely strict Uncle Hu Changtian, who dares to provoke?

"If you want to cultivate the sword, you must first cultivate the mind. You and other apprentices, since you can enter the Sword Cliff and cultivate penance, why can't you stand the slightest noise?"

Hu Changtian looked around, and his voice was like a bell: "Among the martial souls, the sword soul is the first." You all have sword and martial spirits, and you should work hard. Only then can he become that admirable existence. ”

"These thirteen holy swords are the swords wielded by the thirteen generations of outstanding sect masters of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. If you want to become a sword cultivator who rules heaven and earth, your road is still far away!"

The young men looked up at the thirteen towering giant swords, each pair of eyes became extremely hot, and their fists were quietly clenched.

"Who's there!"

Suddenly, the middle-aged man burst into a shout, his eyes glaring fiercely at the weeds.

Deathly silence.

"Sword Cliff is the holy land of my Ten Thousand Swords Sect, trespassers, kill!"

Hu Changtian's tone gradually became gloomy and cold, and the long hair at the sideburns was windless.

"Yes, it's me, Uncle Changtian......"

A thin young man with a yellow face slowly got up from an inconspicuous piece of weed, stood nervously, and looked at Hu Changtian with great anxiety.

"It's you again, Qin Chong!" staring at this weak young man with a head full of weeds, Hu Changtian said angrily: "Sword Cliff is the holy land of my sect, how can it be a place where you can come, get out!"

When the young people saw that it was Qin Chong, after the brief surprise passed, there was more laughter.

"Uncle Changtian, I'...... I also want to learn swordsmanship like them, and I also want to be a sword cultivator. ”

Biting his thin lip, Qin Chong clenched his little fist, raised his head and said bravely.

"Hahaha!" Unexpectedly, Hu Changtian laughed loudly, and then said in a cold voice: "You were picked off by stealing the sword technique of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and the right foot of the Shaoyang Gut Sutra, which caused the martial vein to be abolished, and now you are a waste person who can't cultivate, how can you cultivate?"

In an instant, a pair of cold eyes pierced Qin Chong's face like needles. More cold light was on Qin Chong's right foot, which seemed to be extremely stiff.

"I didn't steal, no!"

Qin Chong's eyes turned red, and he almost shouted hoarsely, but his voice was extremely weak in this sword cliff.

Hu Changtian glanced at Qin Chong and said angrily: "I'll say it again, give it to me, get out of the sword cliff!"

Qin Chong's body trembled, holding back the tears of grievance in his eyes, gritting his teeth and begging: "Uncle Changtian, why can't you give me a chance? I really only need a chance, I can, I can ......"

"What can you do? Hu Changtian sneered: "Do you know what the most basic sword cultivation is?"

Qin Chong was stunned suddenly, his eyes couldn't help but lower, and there was a look of pain on his face.

Hu Changtian saw it in his eyes, turned around with his fists and swept towards the group of disciples, and said in a deep voice: "The most basic thing in sword cultivation is the sword martial soul, and his martial soul is a waste martial soul. ”

There was a cry from a hundred disciples, their faces were different, but more importantly, sympathy and indifference.

In a world that relies on martial soul cultivation, a person whose martial soul becomes a waste is a wasted person.

And a wasted person who was abolished for stealing is even more complete waste.

It's just that no one would have thought that this strong young man who had carried his sister on his back for 100 days would now be so down.

"Uncle Changtian, give me a chance, this time I will definitely be able to wake it up, I must be able to, drink!"

Qin Chong, whose eyes were red, and his little face, which was red because of grievances and nervousness, became extremely serious. It wasn't long before a closed red eye emerged.

However, this thumb-sized eye, with its pupils tightly closed, did not have a trace of power fluctuations.

Qin Chong took a deep breath and said secretly in his heart: "Qin Chong, this is your last chance, in order to treat your sister and avenge the family, you must succeed!"

However, as time passed minute by minute, this strange red pupil was stunned without the slightest movement.

In the crowd, there were also bursts of banter.

"Cripple, it sucks, phew. ”

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"The toad still wants to eat swan meat, and looking at his cowardice, he really laughs to death. ”

"That's it, a sparrow is a sparrow, and it can't become a phoenix. ”

The jokes of everyone made Hu Changtian frown.

"It's all the same door, why are you making fun of it? Cultivating the sword and cultivating the heart, the right way of the sword, you have all forgotten? Get out of Lao Tzu, you are not allowed to practice at the Sword Cliff for half a month, get out!"

Hu Changtian's anger made all the teenagers show fear, although they were unwilling, but they didn't dare to disobey. I was busy putting away my things and leaving quickly. In the meantime, there were a few teenagers who turned their heads and glared at Qin Chong viciously before leaving.

"You're enough, Qin Chong!" Hu Changtian said sharply: "The matter has come to this, why don't you accept your fate? To learn some useful crafts is also millions of times better than this." ”

Hu Changtian's voice echoed throughout the Sword Cliff, and the young men who were about to leave turned their heads one after another, with a sneer on their faces. The fortitude on Qin Chong's face gradually disappeared at this time. The cold wind swept in, and the thin body was actually a little shaky.

"Alas......" Qin Chong glanced at the indifferent faces of many fellow disciples, then looked at the angry Hu Changtian, and squeezed out a bitter smile: "Uncle Changtian, senior brothers, Qin Chong...... Excuse me. ”

After saying that, Qin Chong turned his head away, the bitterness in his heart finally couldn't be suppressed, the corners of his lips trembled violently, and tears flowed silently.

He tilted his head and sniffed vigorously, then squeezed his hand hard, controlling his cry of grievance.

He couldn't let the group behind him make fun of him again. Walk, but also walk strong.

The lonely and lonely figure departed on the weedy downhill.

It's just that no one noticed that the red pupils on the top of Qin Chong's head, which had always been closed, actually opened a crack faintly......

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