Shen Feiyu frowned, lifted the hem of his clothes and knelt on the ground, and said in a loud voice, "Master, but I can't see the Kendo inheritance destroyed in one fell swoop." ”

The head of the house bowed helplessly and gratified, and finally said after a while, "That's it, since you have made up your mind, then go ahead." ”

"Master Xie!" Shen Feiyu's eyes flashed with a fine light, and he bowed respectfully and withdrew.

Three days later, the selection officially began, perhaps because of the particularity of this selection, the other four of the five major sects were present, although they could not compete, but at least they knew who this sword inheritance fell into.

There were already disciples in the square of the Ancient Sword Sect, and the five heads on the high platform were greeting, two of them seemed to have a good relationship with the head of Qingling, and they had been transmitting the sound, and the other two looked at each other, their eyes were slightly cold.

"If it's really that person, isn't that Fei Yu useless?" said the head of the Tongtian Sect in shock.

"Senior Brother Qingling, the decay of the sword path is the destiny of heaven, you don't want to cut off the ascension path of Fei Yu's child for the sake of this inheritance. The head of the Haoqi Sect frowned.

Qing Ling shook his head and said, "That kid is too stubborn, he has to fulfill the last wish of the Taishi Ancestor, and what the Taishi Ancestor said when he passed away is too incredible. ”

"That man had lived for more than 2,000 years in mortal form, and he had some other abilities. Since it is the last words of the Ancient Sword Venerable, it doesn't hurt to try, but Fei Yu succeeded in building the foundation in twenty years, don't be confused for a while. ”

"I remember that Senior Brother Qingling was a first-day talent, and it took nearly fifty years to build the foundation. ”

Qing Ling's face became more and more solemn, looking at the disciples who were about to enter, and said slowly, "I have my own measure......

Offstage, Shen Feiyu was surrounded by his brothers and sisters, and his admiration and admiration made him very useful, especially when he saw the lonely black figure in the corner, his eyes flashed with disdain and ridicule.

"Senior Brother Feiyu, you are just too kind and upright, you even sacrificed yourself for the sake of the kendo inheritance, and I don't know what the head thinks, but you actually agreed to this matter. A beautiful woman muttered.

Shen Feiyu's face sank, although he was scolded, he was still gentle, "Senior Sister Luorou, this matter is what my central begging master did, how can I blame the master." ”

Luo Rou is the descendant disciple of Aoyun Zhenjun, and she is also a single-line wind spirit root, and she is deeply respected by the sect, so she is a little arrogant, but she is indeed extremely obedient in front of Shen Feiyu.

"I know, Senior Sister Qingran will be back in a few days, if you know about it, you will definitely be unhappy. Luo Rou said flatly.

Hearing this, Shen Feiyu's solemn face gradually softened, and said, "If she knew about this, she would definitely be proud of me." ”

Qing Ran is the daughter adopted by the head of the family, and she is a single-line water spirit root, which complements Shen Feiyu's spirit root, and the two have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, and they are recognized as Taoist companions of the ancient sword school.

Luo Rou looked at Shen Feiyu with a gentle expression, and jealousy flashed in her eyes, "Senior Brother Feiyu, Master gave me a cold ice spirit grass yesterday, and I don't need it, so I will borrow flowers and offer the Buddha to you." ”

A hint of darkness flashed in Shen Feiyu's eyes, and he refused, "Since it was given to the junior sister by Senior Uncle Aoyun, the junior sister will take it, the cold ice spirit grass is extremely rare." ”

Luo Rou flattened her mouth, her eyes were slightly red, and she said, "Senior Brother Feiyu, Senior Sister Qingran is your junior sister, am I not? Why can't you accept my heart." ”

Shen Feiyu touched Luo Rou's head with a smile, and said softly, "You are all my junior sisters, there is no difference." Since it is the intention of the junior sister, then I will be disrespectful. ”

Luo Rou's eyes lit up instantly, looking at the gentle and smiling eyes, her face turned red, and she said shyly, "Senior Brother Feiyu doesn't need to be polite to me, mine is ...... yours."

Before Luo Rou's words could speak, she was rudely interrupted by a man, "If you want to chat, go somewhere else, stand at the entrance and block the way." After speaking, the man walked directly between the two and walked towards the stage.

Luo Rou angrily pointed at the man's cold and indifferent back, and said angrily, "Qin Huai, do you still have senior brothers and sisters in your eyes!"

Shen Feiyu said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Senior sister, don't say it, Senior Brother Qin Huai is stuck at the level of the sixth layer of Qi training, and he is in a bad mood, so don't worry about it." ”

Luo Rou was still a little uncomfortable, and said unhappily, "I have been still at the sixth level of qi cultivation for twenty years, I really don't know how I beat my senior brother and won the first place." ”

Hearing this again, Shen Feiyu's eyes were still dark, but he said on his face, "Although Senior Brother Qin Huai's qualifications are a little worse, his victory is good, don't you think he will win quickly?"

On the stage, Qin Huai, who was dressed in black, fought against a middle-aged man who practiced qi at the eighth level, but he beat the opponent who was skilled and powerful, obviously it was just an ordinary iron sword in his hand, but it was like an unstoppable fairy sword.

"Qin Huaisheng!"

Everyone watched Qin Huai, who was still indifferent, walk down the steps, and discussed, although Qin Huai was only the sixth layer of qi refining, many people in the Ancient Sword Sect still paid attention, just because he was the only immortal cultivator who majored in swordsmanship.

"The sword cultivator who crossed the level challenge really deserved his reputation. ”

"It's a pity that no matter how strong he is, at most he is the first in the Qi refining period, and there are more than one or two geniuses who build the foundation at the age of fifty, and the Qi refining period and the foundation building are worlds apart. ”

"I heard that Senior Brother Fei Yu also participated this time, so where else can they play. ”

......

Everyone was talking, but Qin Huai turned a deaf ear, returned to the position just now with the iron sword, meditated and recuperated, recovered his strength, and prepared for the next competition.

The battle on the high platform was in full swing, and everyone in the audience was looking at and observing, time passed minute by minute, and on the second day, there were only ten people left who were selected for the finals, of which only two were in the Qi refining period, one was in the Qi refining period, one was Qin Huai, and the others were all in the foundation building period.

Even the five heads of the stage were a little surprised, they didn't expect that there were still a lot of geniuses hidden in the sect, and there were eight geniuses who built a foundation under the age of fifty.

"I underestimated these children. The head of Qingling sighed.

"It's good to know how to hide clumsiness, after all, the gun shoots the first bird. The head of the Haoqi Sect touched his beard and smiled.

"That's a good kid. Suddenly, the Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect, who had never spoken, pointed at Qin Huai and said, "He is also a disciple of the head of Qingling? The head of Qingling shook his head and said, "No, that child is a four-line miscellaneous spirit root, and it is difficult to enter the knot pill in this life." ”

Hearing this, the sect master of the Hehuan Sect frowned slightly, and his face was like a flower and jade, with pity, and said, "That's a pity, this sword cultivation talent, even if it's a three-spirit root." The foundation is only more than 200 years old, and it is difficult to achieve great achievements in this life. ”

The head of Qingling sighed and said, "That's right. Otherwise, this child would not have been able to find a mentor to this day. ”

Hearing this, everyone didn't pay attention to Qin Huai anymore, but continued to look at the rest of the people, among which Shen Feiyu naturally attracted the most attention.

And Qin Huai, who had just felt the scrutinizing gaze in the audience, and finally shifted his eyes in disappointment, clenched his fists at this time, and his eyes were full of unwilling stubbornness, just like he did twenty years ago.