Chapter Twenty-Seven: Qiu Shaoyang's Master

Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and in the blink of an eye, half a year has passed.

Half a year later, on the cliff behind the Chu family, an ordinary young man was waving the long sword in his hand, and sweat fell like rain.

Then, as soon as the long sword was retracted, he exhaled lightly: "Now that a year has passed, the family still hasn't sent someone to pick me up?"

After finishing speaking, Chu Jinchao looked at the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers in the distance, and said in a heavy tone: "In a year, I have been a martial artist, practicing Yan Jue, refining sword style, obtaining a sword box, and there are many opportunities, but I have never experienced actual combat, and I don't know where my weakness is, hey~"

With a movement of his mind, the big sword turned into a red light and drilled into the sword box not far away, and slowly drove towards the sword box with strong and powerful steps.

At this time, Chu Jinchao had already changed into a set of white robes, and a year of cultivation had also added a bit of calmness to his immature face.

Bending over, he reached out and picked up the nameless sword box, carried it on his back, the breeze blew, the long black hair danced with the wind, and the robe waved, the whole person was like a swordsman who fought the world with a sword, giving people a sense of fierceness.

Xu Bu walked to the cliff edge that was once full of tears, and his heart was infinitely emotional.

At the beginning, he was squeezed out by Chu Yun, and he had already felt cold to the family in his heart, but he didn't expect that in order to save Chu Yun today, he would need to jump again, thinking of this, Chu Jinchao showed a smile on his face and said in a deep voice.

"Gurao Mountain is surrounded by the back cliff, the young man is still gorgeous, the tiger is standing in the dragon pan mountains and rivers, the sword is waved, wait for me to fight the sword, walk the end of the world! hahaha!!hahahaha!!hahahahahahahahaha

As the wild laughter gradually subsided, Chu Jinchao stepped on the ground with both feet, and the whole person rose into the air, suspended in the air, and fell into the air.

The blood-red martial qi instantly wrapped around the whole body, and Chu Jinchao looked down while maintaining the balance of his body.

His eyes are like torches, and there is no discomfort caused by hanging in the air at all.

After five breaths, Chu Jinchao felt that it was almost over, and as soon as his mind moved, the big sword was summoned, and his left hand condensed his martial energy, and he shot towards the air on the opposite side of the cliff.

Hearing only a soft sound, Chu Jin struck out the martial qi in his left hand, and by inertia, his body moved a few steps closer to the direction of the cliff.

Then, the right hand stabbed violently.

The great sword stabbed into the rock with ease, and half of the blade was already submerged in the cliff.

The speed of the body falling slowed down a lot in vain, and Chu Jinchao grinned: "It's really exciting." ”

After saying that, the tension and the sense of suspension continued to reverberate in my heart.

"How do I feel as if I am enjoying this process," Chu Jinchao said to himself, "It seems that I will have to dance a few more times in the future, and I don't feel very enjoyable." ”

The sword spirit rolled his eyes, sighed, and whispered: "This kid, hey~ I really am, speechless......"

As the body fell, the sword cut out the crack and became longer and longer, and finally after six breaths, Chu Jinchao saw the shadow of the lava again.

The heat emitted by a fiery red lava under his feet could be felt from afar.

With a horizontal heart and a thought, the big sword in his hand was put into the sword box, and he glared at the cliff twice, and the whole person rose into the air, turned his head in the air, and fell straight into the lava valley.

After half a year of communication and exchanges, Chu Jinchao finally completely subdued the sword box, and poured martial energy every day, so that there was a trace of induction between the two, but so far, Chu Jinchao has only found that the sword box can only collect large swords, and there are some dead things.

When Chu Jinchao needs it, he only needs to move his mind, and the things that were originally stored in the sword box will turn into a ray of light and reappear in his hand, for him, it is just an addition to a space ring.

As for the world that the sword spirit said was self-contained within the sword box, Chu Jinchao has not found it so far, and only after asking the sword spirit carefully did he know that in order to open this world, he must cultivate to the martial master, and he can only escape into the sea god soul, which also dispelled Chu Jinchao's concerns.

The space ring is a space of its own, in which the space ring also has a variety of classifications, subordinate, intermediate, and superior.

Each Spatial Ring has a different capacity, and some Spatial Rings made of rare materials can even hold a city.

Chu Xiangnan, the head of the Chu family, has a lower-level space ring, because in remote areas, space rings are very rare, and the price is also very high.

At the same time, in the inner courtyard of the Chu family, in the hall, Chu Feiyun, Chu Xiangnan, and Chu Yang all looked at the two people in the middle.

One old and one young.

The old man and the young man were all dressed in the same robes, and they seemed to be of the same clan.

"Wang Ziruo, I haven't seen you for many years, okay?" Chu Feiyun smiled.

The old man who was called Wang Ziruo, with his hands behind his back, said calmly: "Of course it's good, but I don't know if the young master of Chu Jinchao is doing well!"

Chu Xiangnan and Chu Yang frowned, glanced at each other, and nodded at the same time.

"Where, where is you, if you are doing well, then it must be a great progress!" Chu Feiyun looked at Chu Xiangnan: "Xiangnan, serve tea, take a seat." ”

Chu Xiangnan saluted with both hands: "Yes, father." ”

After finishing speaking, he was turning around to leave, but was stopped by Wang Ziruo: "I have reached the 19th level of martial arts now, virtuous nephew, serve tea and sit down, there is no need, I just want an answer." ”

Chu Xiangnan and Chu Yang were both shocked, the martial artist is level 19, isn't it higher than himself (5) level 4.

"Congratulations, it seems that you can reach the martial artist in your lifetime" Chu Feiyun kept looking at Wang Ziruo, and when he learned that he had reached the 19th level of martial arts like himself, he faintly felt a little bad, and his deep eyes revealed a deep feeling: "What answer do you want?"

Hearing Chu Feiyun's words, Wang Ziruo cultivated on his own, without the slightest guts, and said lightly: "Chu Jinchao!"

Hearing this, Chu Xiangnan burst out in anger: "I, Wang Ziruo, I respect you for having a little friendship with my father, if it wasn't for your apprentice Qiu Shaoyang being instigated by Sun Huan and Liu Fang, how could it lead to the final explosion and death!"

The young man who was silently beside Wang Ziruo grinned: "What are you, you are forty or fifty, a level 15 cultivation of a talented martial artist, I really don't know how you have lived in the past few years, your father is still talking, what are you talking about, shut up for me!"

After speaking, the young man snorted coldly: "If it weren't for Chu Jinchao's luck, how could my junior brother die, so he owes his debts to repay his money, and he owes his life to pay his life." ”

Chu Xiangnan was furious when he heard this, and he was just about to teach this boy who didn't know how thick he was, but Chu Feiyun stood up suddenly at this time: "Presumptuous! Although my Chu family is a kid, I don't have the right to let you, a hairy boy, speak." ”

Wang Ziruo stretched out his hand and blocked in front of the young man: "Xu Ran, how can you speak in front of the elders, palm." ”

Youth: "I ......"

"Don't you understand?" Wang Ziruo turned his head and stared at Xu Ran with wolf-like eyes.

"Yes. After Xu Ran replied, he slapped himself twice.

After Wang Ziruo saw Xu Ran finish slapping him, he said lightly: "I know the reason for this, it is indeed Shaoyang's fault." ”

Chu Feiyun frowned slightly: "What do you want?"

"Take me a hundred lashes, and you'll be fine!" replied Wang Ziruo lightly.

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