Chapter 19 The Sword Falls
Yu Zuochi's figure appeared not far behind Gu Liren.
He looked at Gu Liren, who shouted directly like an aunt buying vegetables, and a wry smile appeared on his face, just as he imagined, many people became angry.
Cultivation takes time, and young people may not be strong, but they are often the most arrogant.
A black-shirted young man from the distant Great Qi Dynasty walked out of the wet forest, was the first to walk to the mountain road directly in front of Gu Liren, bowed down seriously, and said: "Junior Qi Ming, since I heard the news of your public acceptance of apprentices a month ago, I have been going to Bashan day and night, thinking that if I have the fate to worship under your door, of course, it will be the greatest honor, if not, it can be regarded as seeing a grand event." It's just that you say that you will open the mountain and accept disciples today, but when you go out of the mountain, you will say that you have completed the collection of disciples. I don't know how many people here have come here like me, how can this convince us?"
Facing this young man who was the first to walk out, listening to such words, Gu Liren's face did not change, and it was still very natural.
He even bowed slightly, and then said: "First of all, accepting disciples is just a message, just an opportunity for those who want to worship under my door, but there is no fixed form, I have now finished choosing, and the opportunity is gone." This is normal for opportunities that are not within your control. Secondly, you are you, no matter how many people come over day and night like you, it has nothing to do with you, don't think about representing them when you speak, you talk to me, don't take advantage of the crowd, the crowd is certainly powerful, but I look at you, but it is light. ”
The young man in black was silent, but he realized a few words, he didn't say more, bowed again, and turned to retreat.
A red-shirted young man was the second to speak, and his tone was extremely unpolite, "Then what is your standard for accepting apprentices?"
Gu Liren smiled faintly, "I can see it pleasing to the eye." ”
The red-shirted boy was inexplicably stunned.
Of course, he was angry and unconvinced in his heart, thinking that if Gu Liren said the criteria for selecting his disciples, whether it was a high level of comprehension, or a quick understanding of absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth, even if he was not as good as Gu Liren's disciple, maybe some people present felt that they were better than the disciples selected by Gu Liren.
In this way, there will naturally be controversy and competition.
There is a competition, and this breath can be produced.
However, when Gu Liren's sentence "I can see it pleasing to the eye" came out, Gu Liren glanced at him lightly again, and his body was unconsciously cold.
This is a purely subjective and broad standard, and it is only Gu Liren's own standard, no one can criticize it, the most important thing is that Gu Liren's glance makes him understand that he is the kind of person who Gu Liren does not like and cannot enter his door.
Some people's anger did not go to the news, and even burned even more violently.
However, Gu Liren didn't like to be too troublesome.
Before the third person stepped out of questioning, he raised his head, and his gaze swept calmly but sharply across the mountain paths, mountains, forests, streams, and skies in front of him.
"Some people can take hours to take disciples, others take disciples in a flash, and it took me many years, but the final decision was very fast. There is a length of time for any process. If you are not satisfied with my ways, think that you have come from afar, you have not seen anything, and you feel dissatisfied in your heart... Then I've already apologized. ”
"Now that I've apologized, what else can I do?"
For some reason, it should be a very dignified and serious atmosphere at this time, but listening to Gu Liren's words that he even had some grievances, Yu Zuochi almost couldn't help laughing.
Many people were also stunned.
They feel that something is wrong, but they are helpless.
They feel that the other party is at fault, and the other party admits the mistake and apologizes.
Yes, so what else can you ask for each other?
However, at this time, Gu Liren's expression suddenly became serious.
"Anger is temporary, the reason why anger is called anger, not anger water, to describe it with fire, it means that it starts quickly, but it is also easy to extinguish, but the doubt is different, this thing is moss born in the dark. ”
He looked into the depths of the mountains and forests and said calmly, "I know that many people come to see my sword, and if I don't use my sword, I am sure that this matter will not end." ”
"So... I'll make a sword, you see. ”
When Gu Liren said the words "I want to see my sword", Yu Zuochi's face had already changed.
His eyes brightened.
When he heard this sentence and heard the words "you are optimistic", he unconsciously held his breath.
He knew that this should be Gu Liren's truly powerful sword.
A sword that will be amazing to the extreme.
Gu Liren didn't care about everyone's mood at this time.
He glanced at the sky, and it was dawn.
It was already sunrise at this time, but when he looked up, there seemed to be a sudden increase in inexplicable, holy light in the sky.
The sky was brighter than usual, but not dazzling.
There was no extraordinarily powerful mountain-like fluctuation of vitality, and no one felt that the sword intent was being generated, but for those great masters outside the mountain gate, the sword intent seemed to be omnipresent.
Huang Daoshen had already walked out of the forest, he was not far from the Qi Sect Master who was surrounded by black bamboos, he looked at the sky that suddenly lit up, and felt that there seemed to be thousands of swords hidden there, and each sword was the sky, which could not be broken.
However, at this moment, everyone heard something strange.
Huang Daoshen turned around in shock.
This voice came from behind the Qi Sect Master.
Behind Sect Master Qi was a tree, and behind the tree was a hillside.
There was originally a craggy boulder on the hillside, and the many edges and corners on the boulder were like bull's horns of a large or small size in the corrosion of time.
However, at this point, the horns disappeared quickly.
Stone powder flew out on the big stone, as fine as a fluttering flot.
The craggy boulder strangely became rounded, became more round, and finally became completely round.
Countless exclamations and exclamations rang out, crashing like waves against the mountain forest that had been silent before a few breaths.
It only took a few breaths, and the boulder changed in front of everyone's eyes.
Sect Master Qi, who was originally sitting in the black bamboo forest, stood up.
There was inexplicable sadness and deep shock in his eyes.
He didn't say a word, didn't look at anyone, and his figure turned into a cloud of black smoke that landed in front of the orb.
He stretched out his palm and landed on the orb like a miracle.
There is no dust.
The surface of the ball was delicate and smooth, and there was not even a trace of sword intent, as if this stone should be so round.
He smiled bitterly inexplicably.
"Why bother. ”
He muttered to himself, turned around and bowed to Gu Liren, who seemed to have done nothing, and then the wrinkles between his eyebrows disappeared, he seemed to be cheerful, and then left.
"What kind of sword is this?"
Huang Daoshen's body was very heavy, his heart was shocked beyond words, he subconsciously wanted to go to the ball to take a look, but his body still seemed to be suppressed by a terrible taste, making him stiff and difficult to take a step.
Yu Zuochi laughed.
His smile was full of admiration and emotion.
What kind of sword is this?
It seems that even he can't describe it precisely.
When everyone felt that the sky was lit up and that there was no sword intent, and the sword intent was omnipresent, the sword had already fallen.
Even the Qi Sect Master didn't feel the sword appear behind him.
And a sword cuts a large stone into circles, and inside this is countless swords.
Countless swords fell on the stone from all directions, each sword with different strength, or did the sword intent rotate with the winding of the big stone?
Even he couldn't see through it.
But what is certain is that he should not be able to catch such a sword.
The water curtain in front of the palace dress in the forest had disappeared, and she and the scholar who arrived before her glanced at each other, and they both saw the bitterness and incomprehension on each other's faces, as well as awe.
The omnipresent sword intent is already terrifying, but the most terrifying thing is time.
The sword seemed to transcend the boundaries of time and was able to completely deceive their perceptions.
Or rather, there is more to this sword than that, because they may not be able to understand such a sword.
The old man in the Bashan Sword Field looked at Gu Liren blankly.
He knew that Gu Liren was very strong, but he didn't expect it to be so strong.
No one has any more objections, because this sword makes it impossible for anyone to have any more objections.
It wasn't until many people started to leave that someone finally asked respectfully, "Your disciple, what is it?"