Chapter 309: Waste Sword Cultivation
The Taihang Sect Master walked into the temple, stretched out his hand and spread his five fingers, and turned away the wind and dust that followed behind him.
Within the radiation range of this Taihang Sect's power, there are very few people who don't recognize him, a high-ranking and more powerful sect master. Even the dragon who crossed the river above the rivers and lakes only groveled in front of him. After all, because those former heroes of the rivers and lakes were dissatisfied with the arrogance of Taihang Sect, it was already a lesson from the past to find him and be killed by him again, and no one dared to touch the mold again.
Now that he is at the peak of the Mandate of Heaven, if he is in the poor mountains and mountains of the Taihang Sect, his killing power is enough to compare to the bamboo basket without magic skills to draw water. With such strength, it is no wonder that he acts arrogantly. But this Taihang Sect Master is also extremely smart, and although he has no obvious friendship with Dayan's court, he can play up and down very well. When we meet each other, we look at each other and smile at each other, as if we are best friends.
Of course, these officials must belong to that type of sensible in the eyes of Taihang Sect, and it is unknown where those ignorant are now.
When Liucai saw his father, he was naturally respectful. The Taihang Sect Master nodded slightly, then walked up to Liucai's mother, frowned and said, "How many times have I told you, try not to come down the mountain." Do you know that I seem to have a lot of friends in Sumeru City, but there are not many who can really think about me. As for the enemy, it is even more gushing. If they can't deal with me, they'll put their minds on you. If they really caught my weakness, a huge Taihang Sect, but it would be destroyed in an instant. ”
Liucai's mother sneered, lifted her forehead hair that had fallen down, and her expression was a little miserable: "You Liuyang will think so much about me, I never thought of it." Thank you, but I should go down or have to go down. From the eyes of Taihang Sect, all you saw were the disgusting things you had done, and I couldn't stay and didn't want to stay. For the sake of my daughter, I have always been by your side, and now that Liucai has grown up, it's time to say goodbye. Liuyang, you are a bastard, you deserve to be among the bamboo baskets for the rest of your life!"
She spit out the name of the Sect Master of the Taihang Sect, and the reputation of the Sect Master of the Taihang Sect in the world is also very great, but few people really know his name. In ordinary conversations, they are also referred to as the suzerain.
The Taihang Sect smiled at the main head, this was the first time in the past ten years that he had faced his wife. At the beginning, the two got married and loved each other, but with the continuous improvement of their status and realm, the wife of the chaff could not enter his eyes. How can he compare to those fairies who make him linger like pearls?
But now, he realized that having such a wife was not a bad thing. But if she wants to leave, it's a fantasy. As long as he gave an order, no matter whether it was her family or her parents, he would not dare to accept her. No one can accept the extermination of the clan for the sake of a handful of water spilled.
Therefore, he began to nervously ask himself: "How did you treat me at the beginning? Living a poor life, but also being happy. But how does your family treat me? A poor boy, the future is not bright, they will not look at each other squarely, I understand. Let's just say that if the current Liucai were to marry me at the beginning, I wouldn't agree. But that attitude was like a thorn in my heart. If it weren't for you, your family would have been wiped out. That's why you can't go, or I'll have people go down the mountain and slaughter your family at once." And let you continue to live, with remorse. But why don't we go? The answer is simple, you're not worthy of me anymore. Very real question, you look at me. ”
He reached out and pulled his hand over Flowing Color's mother's face, but the other party still didn't look at him properly. Burned in anger, he slapped her in the face.
Looking at his wife, who fell to the ground with half of her face red and swollen, he whispered, "You know, I don't want to do this." ”
"Of course I do. Liucai's mother had red eyes, but she kept suppressing herself from letting her tears fall: "Since you have been on the rise, you have never wanted to look at me, let alone reach out to hit me." As you said, you have changed, you have become powerful, and life and death are just a thought of your own. But don't you think, I've changed too?"
Liuyang was a little strange, but he was no longer interested in continuing to listen, and said bluntly: "Go back to the sect now, this matter is not negotiable." If you dare to refuse me, I will take you to your family at once, and let you see with your own eyes what a terrible situation it must be. ”
After hearing this, Liucai's mother wiped her tears and did not answer. She glanced at the golden-bodied Buddha in front of her, smiling self-deprecatingly, like a madman.
After that, he walked out of the temple with Liucai, and the father and daughter walked on the climbing steps, looking like monarchs.
Liucai opened his mouth and said, "Father, our sect's auction this time is as you expected, and it has made a lot of money, even better than expected. It's just that I met a strange young man in white who wants to invite me to a meal, do you mean that I should agree?"
"It's up to you to think about it, you don't need to ask me about such things in the future. Liuyang frowned, and after a moment, he spoke, "The young man in white...... As long as he can survive the doomed pursuits, it's not impossible to make friends. Among the next generation of disciples in the sect, apart from you, there is only one person who can be of great use, which is far from enough. ”
For a moment, he connected this person to Zhuge Chen's body. He was not very afraid of the white clothes he saw in the past. At that time, the other party was only a grandmaster, and he was still too far away from the realm that could threaten him. What he was really afraid of was the young man in the Dao robe who looked like a child, but was stronger than any cultivator he had ever seen. Now that I think about it, his realm has reached a realm that he can't imagine. For this reason, he rummaged through ancient books and finally found some clues.
That kind of realm, called the Great Zhen Dao, can even be said to be a false saint. Just thinking about it made him fascinated. As for the young man in white who he regarded as the best container would come to seek revenge, Liuyang didn't care at all, it would be many years later. Whether he will be alive in the world at that time is unknown.
Just by looking at his eyes, he could see that the young man in white was a smart man, and he would no longer appear in the city of Sumeru under his feet without certainty. Looking at it this way, the white cloth who won the Lone Goose Flying Sword cannot be this one. Otherwise, the old and new hatreds overlapped, and he couldn't help it. Dancing Chinese
"If that white cloth doesn't serve my Taixing Sect's intentions, just kill it. Since we can't get it, we can't cheapen other forces. Liuyang stretched out his hand and handed over a small white jade bottle: "This is poison, used to kill that person." ”
Flowing color shuddered.
Liuyang smiled and asked, "What's the matter, are you afraid?"
Liucai shook his head and said firmly, "Obey my father's orders!"
"If the man wants to trade your innocence, give it too. It's a blessing for you to be proud for a day. After being my daughter for so many years, you should also know your father's style of doing things, and do everything you can. After all, Liuyang more than ten years ago has died, and he has been replaced by the current Taihang Sect Master, which is really a good thing. Liuyang said slowly, he stretched out his finger and pointed at Liucai's eyebrows: "There is news from the Dayan royal family, asking you to marry that stupid third prince." This is your last chance, otherwise you won't be able to experience the wonders of the rivers and lakes if you live in the palace for a long time in the future. ”
With that, he swayed away. Leaving only the cold streamer standing in place, I don't know what to think.
To put it in my conscience, compared to the third prince who had never met, but had a very bad reputation by hearsay, Liucai undoubtedly liked Zhuge Chen more. At least her appearance is eye-catching, and she is still her favorite sword cultivator.
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The two peaks seem to have no chance of winning against the gods, but in fact, the vast sword qi in the eyes is a blunt knife that can reach the gods to death.
The pale duckweed sword fairy coughed up blood, who said that it is easy to invite the gods and it is difficult to send the gods? With this secret method, it is difficult to invite the gods, and it is even more difficult to send the gods. Either way, it's better than losing your life.
But the truth is not as optimistic as he thought, although the white-clothed sword qi on the opposite side has a little stagnant, but the momentum is still like a mountain, and the road ahead is difficult to obstruct.
He looked ahead and saw his two friends standing there, smiling and greeting him. He was overjoyed, and as soon as he took a step forward, he saw that his face was full of blue.
The sword qi swept by, like a soft wind blowing the surface of the lake. Although he felt extremely gentle, the killing intent in it made him feel cold in his heart.
The god he had brought to work hard was now in tatters, and he could hardly fight again. Not only was it torn apart by the sword qi, but the head that contained the divine intent was also shattered.
And now he was most concerned about the chill he felt in his throat, and he dared to see that there was a slender flying sword against his throat. Of course he knew the name of this flying sword, Gu Yan, and it was precisely because of it that he fell to the point where he was now slaughtered.
Because of this, it makes sense, but unfortunately I can't guess it.
Zhuge Chen was also very crisp, sealing his throat with a sword. He cut the body of the duckweed sword fairy to pieces with sword qi, then picked a table and sat down, and said: "Don't look at me with such eyes, come, eat and drink, and have a lot to talk about." ”
The crowd laughed and sat down around the table.
And Chen Qizhen sat beside him, put his arm around his shoulder, and said with a smile: "When I thought of you, I was not a mortal at a glance, but I never expected that you would be the Zhuge Chen who is now famous in our Dayan." ”
Zhuge Chen hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled faintly: "Zhuge Chen has something to make famous, that is, he is a waste sword cultivator, and he is not worthy of being passed on by mouth." ”