"More than eight hundred years?" Meng Xing was stunned, "No. 1 or Gu Sinan?" ”

"Hmm."

“…… I didn't misunderstand him, boy. ”

Meng Xingyao thought that he had persisted for more than 700 years, and he had already broken records.

Gu Sinan has been in the past 800 years, you can imagine how hard it will be.

I don't know, he didn't see the girl in his wish.

Meng Xing didn't think about this anymore, and asked Xia Qingyang again when he started cultivating "Sword Science".

After learning that Xia Qingyang had only entered the game for more than two hundred years, Meng Xing paused.

More than 200 years.

For more than 200 years alone, she has thoroughly eaten "Sword Science", cultivated the secret method of the Heavenly Dao, and gathered players from all walks of life to fight against the rules of the game together?

Even in these two hundred years, there are still a hundred years spent in high-difficulty copies.

Meng Xing was relieved.

He even laughed a little:

"Do you know, why do I say that you are not as good as your senior brother Du Zheng?"

Hearing that Meng Xing was willing to let her call Du Zheng by senior brother, Xia Qingyang was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly said, "The disciple doesn't know. ”

"Although your senior brother is not as talented as you, and his understanding of "Knife Science" is not as deep as yours, he has jumped out of the "Knife Study" created by me in the field of knife skills." Meng Xing put his hands behind his back and paced slowly, "During the trial, he used his own knife technique. But just now, you only used what "Sword Science" taught you to fight me, how can you defeat me? ”

Meng Xing's words made Xia Qingyang enlightened.

She just felt that something was wrong.

It's not that she is arrogant, but when she saw Du Zheng for the last time, she was already on par with Du Zheng in terms of knife skills.

At that time, she hadn't even learned the penultimate chapter of the finale.

And the last time Meng Xing saw Du Zheng, it should have been hundreds of years ago.

So she didn't understand why Meng Xing would say that she was not even as good as Du Zheng hundreds of years ago.

Now she understands.

Du Zheng's knife technique is based on the idea of "Knife Science", adding his own things.

Meng Xing's trial is exactly this!!

It turned out to be so, and it turned out to be so.

I didn't expect such a simple thing. It seems that I have gone too smoothly along the way, and my mentality is a little unsteady, which I really shouldn't have.

Xia Qingyang followed behind Meng Xing and conducted a deep self-reflection:

"Before the chapter of the trial, you wrote the "Sword Wind Technique" precisely to guide your disciples to ponder the essence of the sword technique on their own and derive their own understanding of the sword technique. However, the disciple did not see your hard work and disappointed you. ”

Meng Xing stopped and turned to look at Xia Qingyang.

Actually, it's no wonder that she.

He could naturally see that Xia Qingyang had just comprehended the penultimate chapter, and he came to the trial non-stop.

Originally, he was also very dissatisfied. I think how could Du Zheng accept such an anxious disciple on his behalf.

But after listening to Xia Qingyang's description just now, he understood the reason why she was so anxious.

The rules of the game drive players to the brink.

She didn't have time to grind slowly.

"It's really too difficult for you to create a sword technique that can surpass me in just two hundred years of cultivation without the master's teaching."

Meng Xing took a few more steps forward, the white mist dissipated, and a white jade table and two stone benches appeared, "Even if it is your senior brother, under my personal teaching, it took more than four hundred years to find his own way." Come, sit down. ”

"Thank you, Master."

Hearing Xia Qingyang call Master, Meng Xing smiled: "The apprenticeship ceremony hasn't been done yet, so you called Master?" ”

Xia Qingyang found that a cup of tea suddenly appeared on the table.

She understood what Meng Xing meant, couldn't help but be excited, immediately filled the teacup, knelt down in front of Meng Xing, and performed a complete bowing ceremony.

- She failed the trial, but Meng Xing was willing to take her as an apprentice, and she was very grateful and grateful.

Meng Xing took the tea offered by Xia Qingyang, took a sip, and then personally helped her up: "Okay, it's all in the copy now, and you can't do without it, so let's practice the sword technique with peace of mind first." ”

Xia Qingyang stood up with Meng Xing's strength.

"Don't worry, being a teacher will not ask you to give up the practice of "Yuan". After all, the secret method of the Heavenly Dao is the supreme Origin Peerless Learning, and if you go down this path, it is not impossible for him to become the same Heavenly Dao and the law side by side. ”

Meng Xing said slowly, "But, the days it takes are too long, you can't afford to wait, and the three thousand worlds can't afford to wait." As a teacher, although I dare not compare with the secret method of the Heavenly Dao, the content of the last chapter will be of great help to you to defeat the rules of the game. ”

Xia Qingyang nodded: "The disciple understands." ”

"Well, sit down."

Although Xia Qingyang did not pass his trial, Meng Xing believed that with his own personal guidance, Xia Qingyang's growth would only be more rapid.

At that time, the purpose of the trial he set will hopefully be accomplished.

"First of all, your body is in a safe place now? How much time do you have to practice your knife skills? ”

Xia Qingyang thought about it and felt that it should be considered safe.

If her body was in danger, Daojun would definitely drag her spirit back.

"The disciple is now in a magic tower, and there will be a duel every once in a while, and the rest of the time can be used for cultivation."

Meng Xing raised his hand for a moment, and it took a long time to pick up the teapot: "Where did you say you were?" Magic Tower? Is it the magic tower with hundreds of floors above and below, where prisoners from all walks of life are imprisoned? ”

"Yes. Master has heard of it? ”

Meng Xing poured himself a full teacup, and then looked at Xia Qingyang: "Not only have I heard, but I also know the person who built the magic tower." ”

Xia Qingyang was shocked.

Subsequently, she listened to Meng Xing tell the story of his travel dungeons and accidental acquaintances from other worlds.

“…… My best friend, like me, wants the Three Thousand Worlds to be stable and peaceful. That's why he built the Magic Tower. He said that all the murderers who undermine world stability should be arrested in the tower and reformed well. ”

Meng Xing recalled what happened at that time, and he still had a slight smile on his face. It can be seen that he really has a close relationship with the builder of the magic tower.

"But, sometimes, we gather and disperse. Once I'm done and leave the dungeon, I'll never see him again. Later, I heard in other dungeons that my friend died, and the magic tower had changed hands for a long time, and the rules and things had all changed. ”

Meng Xing came out of his memories and sighed, "Well, for you now, being imprisoned in the Demon Tower is not a bad thing. There are countless powerful opponents, and each time it is a battle of life and death, which can best stimulate people's potential. ”

"Yes, the disciple must devote himself to cultivation and live up to the master's high expectations."

"Well, take a few sips of tea, take a break, and then tell the teacher about your understanding of the knife technique first."

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When Xia Qingyang's spirit came out of the trial space, the night had already passed, and the sky was bright.

She was so exhausted that she almost fell asleep to the ground.

Daojun hurriedly stopped her and asked her how the result of the trial was.

The anxious look was a bit like the parents of students waiting outside the examination room.