CHAPTER XLIII

For several days in a row, Wang Qi was reading the Sword Sutra in the second cave of the Hidden Sword Cave, and his ears did not hear what was going on outside the window.

Until today, Wang Qi, who was checking the Sword Sutra, suddenly heard the sound of the system prompt.

[Obtain Dao Fruit (source: Xu Qiang), after use, you can nourish the meridians, obtain a certain amount of qi practitioner cultivation, and at the same time refine the Yuan Shen and improve the spiritual sense. 】

【Do you want to use it?】 】

Wang Qi's face changed, Dao Guo? What is this? Source: Xu Qiang? When did Xu Qiang give it?

He hurriedly ran out of the Hidden Sword Cave, and just happened to see Fang He standing outside the Hidden Sword Cave, followed by a woman.

"Wang Qi!" Seeing Wang Qi come out, Fang He shouted.

The woman glanced at Wang Qi, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

Wang Qi frowned: "Fang He, why are you here?" ”

Sadness flashed on Fang He's face, and she said, "Master is going to take me away from Huanfang Mountain, here, I only have one friend, you, so I want to come and say goodbye to you." ”

"Okay, what are you doing when you leave Huanfang Mountain?" Wang Qi was even more puzzled.

"You still pretend not to know about the good things your master Xu Qiang did?" The woman behind Fang He sneered.

Wang Qi glanced at the woman inexplicably, and then at Fang He, he didn't know what was going on at all.

The woman said coldly, "You can really pretend." ”

"Master!" Fang He shouted, then looked at Wang Qi, "Let's go." ”

Looking at Master Fang He's cold gaze, Wang Qiqiang endured the discomfort and said, "I'll send you." ”

"How dare you bother Xu Jianxian's master, there's no need!" The woman said coldly, and then turned into a rainbow light and left the place with Fang He.

Wang Qi stood stunned in place, not knowing what was going on, and after a long while, he remembered what to do.

Now go to Xu Qiang, what is going on with this fruit.

By a stream, Wang Qi saw Yang Qing.

"Uncle Shi, have you seen my master?" Wang Qi stepped forward and asked.

He smelled Yang Qing with a faint smell of blood.

Originally, Yang Qing had his eyes closed, but when he heard Wang Qi shouting, he opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Wang Qi, you are here." ”

"Uncle Shi, have you seen my master?" Wang Qi continued to ask, he approached Yang Qing and sat next to Yang Qing.

"What are you looking for your master to do?" Yang Qing asked with a pleasant face, but a trace of tiredness flashed in his eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, Wang Qi said, "In my body, there is one more Dao fruit, which is my master's. May I ask Senior Brother, what is Dao Fruit? ”

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Yang Qing's face was in a trance, and he said in a low voice: "Dao Guo? Senior Sister Xu's Dao Fruit, in your body? ”

Wang Qi nodded.

Yang Qing raised his head slightly, and suddenly burst into tears.

Wang Qi was stunned in place, not knowing what to do.

After a long time, Yang Qing wiped the corners of his eyes, and he said softly: "Wang Qi, there is something I want to tell you." ”

Wang Qi felt a deep uneasiness in his heart, and he asked softly, "What? ”

"Your master, she, is dead."

Like thunder exploding in Wang Qi's mind, he staggered to his feet and stared at Yang Qing: "Uncle Shi, what are you kidding?" ”

Yang Qing shook his head with a serious expression.

Wang Qi shouted: "Impossible, my master said it!" She wouldn't die unless she wanted to! In this world, no one can kill her! ”

Yang Qing was silent and didn't say a word.

Wang Qi suddenly thought of something, and tears welled up at once.

"My master, how did you die?" Wang Qi's voice trembled.

Yang Qing still didn't say a word.

Wang Qi's whole person was like being struck by lightning, he staggered around, and his whole person lost his soul.

......

Lin Zhenqing stood outside Wang Qi's door, raised his hand to knock on the door, and finally put it down.

Today is the day when those new disciples who worship the mountain gate will officially become the sword field of Huanfang Mountain, and it is also the time for the sword cultivators of all the uncles to accept their own disciples.

It is also the day when Yang Qing replaces Xu Qiang and becomes the day when the world of Huanfang Sword Field walks.

"I heard that Senior Brother Wang has been staying in the room and hasn't gone out for several days, I remember that he doesn't seem to have Bigu, after all these days, Senior Brother Wang won't have an accident, right?"

Lin Zhenqing's heart was suddenly shocked, and then his original hesitation became firm, and he raised his hand and knocked on the door a few times.

The door soon opened, and the sleepy-eyed Wang Qi stood at the door, yawning and asking, "What's wrong, Senior Brother Lin?" ”

"Senior Brother Wang, are you okay these days?" Lin Zhenqing asked cautiously.

Wang Qi scratched the back of his head and said with a smile: "Senior brother, does I look like someone who has something to do?" ”

When Lin Zhenqing heard this, he looked at Wang Qi carefully, although Wang Qi's dark circles were a little heavy, he didn't sleep well, which caused him to look a little unhealthy. Overall, it's normal.

"Today is the day when you take in apprentices, and it is also the day when my master succeeds Uncle Xu to walk in the world, junior brother, do you want to go over and have a look together?" Lin Zhenqing asked.

"Okay, let's go." Wang Qi said with a smile.

It seemed that he didn't expect Wang Qihui to agree so neatly, Lin Zhenqing was slightly stunned, and then quickly followed.

There are three generations of monks in the Huanfang Sword Field, the first generation is Yang Qing, who belongs to the people who are called the ancestors.

The second generation is Wang Qi's generation, known as Uncle Shi.

The third generation is the disciples of Li Poguang and Lu Xianyu.

Now, the three generations of disciples are all at the mountain gate.

When Wang Qi and Lin Zhenqing came over, everyone set their eyes on them, to be precise, on Wang Qi.

Wang Qi's face did not change, his head was held high, and he strode to the second generation disciple and stood up.

"All the disciples have already arrived, so let's get started." Yang Qing said softly.

I saw one of the second-generation disciples walk out and go straight to the foot of the mountain gate.

"What is this?" Wang Qi asked curiously.

"Change the mountain gate." Lin Zhenqing replied.

"Change the mountain gate?" Wang Qi couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw that senior brother jumped up high, and the long sword in his hand slashed out.

The entire gate was split open and shattered.

Among the disciples of the generation, an old man made a move, and a shadow flew out of his hand and landed at the original mountain gate.

Wang Qi stared at it, and saw that the original mountain gate had changed from "Huanfang" to "Huanfang Sword Field"!

In the Huanfang Mountain, there are other veins.

Wang Qi joined the Huanfang Sword Field for a long time, he had long understood that Huanfang Mountain is Huanfang Mountain, and Huanfang Sword Field is Huanfang Sword Field, only because in the past 100 years, Xu Qiang alone pressed other Dao veins, so Huanfang Sword Field was able to walk outside as a representative of Huanfang Mountain.

Hundreds of years ago, Huanfang Mountain was also known as the Huanfang Dojo.

But now, the plaque of "Huanfang" has been replaced with "Huanfang Sword Field"!

Wang Qi secretly guessed in his heart that during this time, many things should have happened in Huanfang Mountain.

Suddenly, he remembered that a few days ago, Fang He found himself to say goodbye, and it seemed that the Dao vein where Fang He was located was forced or took the initiative to leave Fang Mountain.

"From today onwards, the Huanfang Sword Field will officially be established in the Huanfang Mountain." Yang Qing spoke loudly.

Wang Qi looked around, except for the young third-generation disciples whose faces flashed with joy, the second-generation and first-generation disciples all looked lonely.

"In the Huanfang Mountain, hundreds of schools of thought contend, and the scene of flowers blooming brilliantly is no more." A young man beside Wang Qi said leisurely.

"All my sword field disciples, there has never been a teacher to come out, and those who are willing to accept disciples will be listed." Yang Qing continued.

Of the three generations of disciples, many came out.

Wang Qi looked at it curiously and found that there were acquaintances inside, and that Zhang Danxian was among them.

One by one, the disciples looked over, Wang Qi nodded slightly, among these disciples, there are many disciples who are extremely powerful, there are not a few monks who are not in the minority, and there are not a few martial artists in the seventh grade.

The second-generation disciples around Wang Qi also came out one after another, heading towards these disciples who had recently entered the mountain gate, and each selected their own disciples.

"Since the sect has been distributed, the various peaks, the responsibility of the elders should also be named."

"Please come forward, brothers, nephews."

Yang Qing stretched out his hand, and a tray appeared in his hand.

"Senior Brother Wang, let's go over there." Behind Wang Qi, a senior brother gently pushed Wang Qi.

Wang Qi looked at Lin Zhenqing, who was standing in place: "What about Senior Brother Lin?" ”

"I'm on the same hill as Master." Lin Zhenqing shook his head with a smile.

came to Yang Qing.

Yang Qing first handed over the tokens in the tray to the first-generation monks, and these ancestor-level monks nodded slightly, and then left one after another.

Wang Qi looked at the remaining second-generation disciples and found that there were not many who came to receive the tokens, and many more were all standing still.

"Wang Qishi's nephew." Yang Qing said softly.

"The disciple is here." Wang Qi replied.

"Wang Qi, Flying Hanging Peak Peak Master." Yang Qing said loudly.

Wang Qi stepped forward to take the token, and Yang Qing said softly: "This is the mountain where your master used to live. ”

Wang Qi solemnly put away the token, bowed deeply to Yang Qing, and then left.

"The next nephew."

......

Wang Qi came to Feihang Peak, Feihang Peak is not very big, there is no mystery, and even the spirit grass is very small.

There is only one waterfall.

This waterfall, Wang Qi has seen.

At the beginning, Xu Qiang handed over the nameless swordsmanship to Wang Qi, and Wang Qi had seen it in his mind through the system.

Wang Qi sat under the waterfall in a daze and smiled: "Master, you wait." ”

Dao Guo Wang Qi has already used it.

The severed meridians, under the nourishment of the Dao Fruit, although they are not completely good, but Wang Qi has been able to use spiritual power and true yuan, and the elixir that Xu Qiang gave Wang Qi to nourish the meridians before is still there, and it is not a problem to use the meridians until they are completely recovered.

The benefits that Dao Fruit brought to Wang Qi are incalculable, just by practicing Qi cultivation, he has reached the realm of heartbeat, completely equaling the Chang Qing that Wang Qi had seen before, in addition, Wang Qi has never seen a player who is higher than heartbeat.

The Liuyun Qi Cultivation Chapter, also under the effect of the Dao Fruit, has reached the fifth layer, and every time he cultivates, the spiritual power absorbed is unimaginably pure.

Huanfang Mountain has changed greatly, from the coexistence of a hundred ways in the past, to the exclusive respect of the sword, and some of the dao veins have directly left Huanfang Mountain.

The rest of the Dao veins have also become vassals of the first line of the sword.

Yang Qing asked them to choose the mountain by themselves, and in the future, they would follow the sword path and open the mountain gate to accept apprentices together.

In the past, there were no such titles as elders, and all of them were established.

The inner and outer doors were all set up.

Even, after the second-generation disciples received the new disciples, the Huanfang Sword Field accepted the disciples again.

Accept outer disciples, or subordinate miscellaneous disciples who are not qualified enough.

Coincidentally, the place where Wang Qi lived before was divided into the outer gate.

For this reason, Wang Qi found Yang Qing.

"Uncle Shi, I want to continue living in the previous house." Wang Qi said.

"Flying Peak ......"

"I'm not familiar with Feihang Peak, but it's not as intimate as the previous room." Wang Qi said.

"Okay, Feixuan Peak and that house, I'll leave it to you." Yang Qing didn't embarrass Wang Qi too much.

"Thank you, uncle."

Wang Qi left.

Walking on the mountain road, Wang Qi was in a trance, around the mountain, so strange.

Everywhere there were people who broke ground and built the main hall.

He was reluctant to let go of his house at the outer gate, without him, Xu Qiang once sat under the tree outside the house, giving him the feeling as if he was in the courtyard of Ningcheng.