Chapter 219: Farewell to the Sect Master

A well-fitting green coat outlines the curves that should be drawn, although it is not very obvious, Zhan Qingyu still sees the key point decisively and sharply.

Unconsciously assumed the girl's life, and also set a score for her.

Zhongshang Zhan Qingyu thinks that because a person is good, it doesn't mean that this person is really good.

If a femme fatale woman has an average appearance, it will be even more annoying once she is as beautiful as a fairy.

If there is a woman who looks average, but has the character of empathy, honesty and kindness, even if she has a lot of hair, she is still appreciated.

At this time, the length is no longer so important to them, and its gentle content can set off their extraordinary.

As the saying goes, time is a pig-killing knife, allowing you to complete the transformation from a peacock to a pig unconsciously, and the engraved wrinkles can crush the years.

When the age is in autumn, a person's beauty and ugliness are naturally revealed.

Between thinking and comparing, Zhan Qingyu was in a trance, and looked straight at the girl in front of her, and she forgot the number of masters and apprentices.

Everyone has a love for beauty, and Zhan Qingyu is no exception, not to mention that this girl is so similar to Gesang Zhuoma.

The girl lowered her head with a red face when Zhan Qingyu saw it, but she raised her head from time to time and blinked mischievously.

The middle-aged man gently took off his hat and coughed twice, and Zhan Qingyu suddenly came back to his soul.

This action suddenly made the girl cover her mouth and laugh "hee", and her smile made Zhan Qingyu realize her own rudeness.

Hurriedly bowed his head and bowed with a red face: "The apprentice has seen the master!"

"Hmm! Qingyu!" Zhuge Tianchang also saw that Zhan Qingyu was a little embarrassed, but he was not too embarrassed: "Today, the master of the sect happened to pass by my courtyard for something, and the master of the door had to see you after hearing about you." Haven't you seen Wanyan senior?" There was a hint of reproach in his words, and he made a guiding gesture with his hand, pointing to the middle-aged man on the right.

"Farewell Sect Master?" Zhan Qingyu was a little surprised at first glance, and then shocked.

Because he had long heard the master say that the Farewell Sect and the Master of the Farewell Sect were Wanyan Zhenwu, this person was lonely and cold, and his prestige in the cultivation world was not high but he was famous.

Wanyan Zhenwu is clear and clear, revenge must be repaid, and kindness must be returned, coupled with a body of exercises, as well as the prestige of its treasure Tiancai Shooting Divine Bow and Earth Treasure Soul Chasing Arrow, which makes the vast majority of people in the entire cultivation world daunted.

Most people who wanted to make friends but gave up because Wanyan Zhenwu was as cold as ice, and only a few brave people came to visit, and most of them were turned away, and a few of the few people were fortunate enough to make friends with Wanyan Zhenwu.

This has led to increasingly bizarre rumors in the cultivation world, what Wanyan Zhenwu is a woman, what Wanyan Zhenwu is perverted, and abuses cultivators or something.

In short, all the gossip drifted into his ears, but he didn't care when he laughed at it.

If a master of cultivation can't let go of these little things, the practice will come to an end, and the word "guru" can't match it.

Wanyan Zhenwu himself is not a person from the Central Plains, but a person from outside the Guan.

The so-called people outside the customs are nothing more than far away from the Central Plains, and there are mountains and rivers between the two places.

Compared with the sects of the Central Plains, Wanyan Zhenwu is a barbarian.

However, its legendary experience and superb skills have won the approval of most masters.

The three words of the Farewell Gate come from the exercises of Wanyan Zhenwu.

Once you meet him, once you break the war, it is the real farewell moment, so the farewell door comes from this.

Wanyan Zhenwu has loved weapons since he was a child, and he has a high level of understanding.

By the age of twelve, he was already proficient in the use of eighteen weapons, and could skillfully use the know-how of weapons and killers.

Under the age of thirty, he can already fundamentally understand the meaning of the word weapon, so that the realm and exercises are much higher than those of masters of the same level.

Originally, he only had the strength of the late sixth order, and he broke through the eighth order in just a few months, and he won the first place in the cultivation world competition that year.

At that time, some sects in the cultivation world were unwilling to admit defeat, and each sent their disciples or heads to provoke them, but the result was disgraced.

Wanyan Zhenwu used a short knife or dagger when fighting, and he took a stealth guerrilla battle.

Subdue the opponent in the march and dodge, take a light and weird route, and be good at sneak attacks and counterattacks.

This tactic and technique first appeared in the cultivation world at that time, and this method of warfare shocked all practitioners as soon as it appeared.

Wanyan Zhenwu shows a practice that is completely different from the usual mysteries, that is, relying on superb combat skills and quick observation and judgment to win over others.

This is tantamount to a wonderful flower blooming in the flower garden.

For the development of the entire cultivation world and to retain a strong partner for the cultivation world, several figures at the top of the cultivation world at that time decided to make room for Wanyan Zhenwu and let him lay the foundation for the founding of the Central Plains.

After that, Wanyan Zhenwu crossed the mountains and rivers into the Central Plains, and settled with his own tribe on the border of the Central Plains in the north.

Because of its special exercises, it has a strong practical and shocking effect, and starting a war with it is equivalent to saying goodbye to the world.

Laid a foundation in the north of the Xuan Netherworld and became an extraordinary faction among several major factions.

When it comes to the Secret Door, for a cultivator, the two artifacts of the Secret Gate must not be left behind.

In fact, strictly speaking, it is an artifact, and this is the treasure of the Jue Farewell Sect, which is the ultimate reason why high-level cultivators are afraid and even afraid of Wanyan Zhenwu.

It is made up of two parts, a bow and an arrow, one bow and one arrow.

The bow is called the Heavenly Archery Bow, and the arrow is called the Earth Treasure Soul Chasing Arrow. The bow body is carved from the spirit of heaven and earth, and the arrows are made of otherworldly black iron.

The two pieces of this artifact have the blessing of the supernatural formation, which can chase people and things, that is, lock the target and launch a pursuit, and will not easily return it if the goal is not reached.

This is a nightmare for cultivators with bad intentions, and it is also the most important killer weapon of the Sect.

The soul-chasing arrows shot by the Archery Bow can chase the target directly without seeing the enemy's blood and never return, and the Archery Bow is special in itself, so it can pursue and sneak attack the enemy for a long distance.

As long as the target is locked, even if it is a god, even if it is to the ends of the earth, a piece of skin and flesh must be scraped.

Of course, it's a bit exaggerated, but who can escape so far under the chase of the magic arrow?

Chasing souls thousands of miles away is definitely not an empty word for shooting the god bow and soul chasing arrows.

"Qingyu has seen Wanyan senior!" Zhan Qingyu thought for a moment, and then respectfully saluted Wanyan Zhenwu.

"Hmm!" Wanyan Zhenwu nodded, and a trace of spiritual power quietly held Zhan Qingyu up.

"This Wanyan Sect Master's beloved daughter, Miss Miaoxue!" Zhuge Tianchang said to the woman next to Zhan Qingyu's introduction to Wanyan Zhenwu: "He is twenty-eight years old, and his cultivation is not worse than his father's back then!"

Zhan Qingyu nodded at the girl, but the girl was obviously dissatisfied with Zhan Qingyu's lack of attention.

"What's the situation?" Zhan Qingyu couldn't help but feel nervous.