"It's the disciple who followed the old white fox!"

With a secret sound, Ren Qinglian frowned and said, "I don't know what Senior Brother Dingyuan has to say?"

This disciple is called Lu Dingyuan, and Ren Qinglian still has some impressions-

Not only because he was a close confidant of the White Hall Master, but also because this person was also a leading figure among the second-generation disciples of the Sword Worship Pavilion, a young martial artist at the peak of the second-rate peak.

Lu Dingyuan sneered: "Lu is not talented, I want to learn the eldest young master's Taixu Heaven Replenishing Sword Technique!"

The white hall master on the side frowned at first, and then stretched again.

Ren Qinglian's swordsmanship he had only tried not long ago, and it was difficult to get into the hall of elegance at all, although Lu Dingyuan's cultivation was a little worse, but when it came to swordsmanship, it was beyond Ren Qinglian's ability!

Lu Dingyuan stared at Ren Qinglian defiantly, this scene was not arranged by the White Hall Master in advance, but he himself hated Ren Qinglian for taking the Emperor Pill, which should have belonged to him.

Although it seems a little reckless, it is also well thought out.

Ren Qinglian suddenly smiled and said: "This is not difficult, then please ask Senior Brother Lu to make a move!" As she spoke, the ancient sword in her hand was raised lightly, and she made a move, "Qingfeng ascends to the hall, and the sword qi is horizontal"!

Lu Dingyuan couldn't help sneering when he saw it, dantian luck, people have come out.

Although Ren Qinglian had zero actual combat experience, he understood that this Lu Dingyuan was probably just an appetizer prepared by the old fox Bai Lao, and the real strong enemy was still waiting in secret.

Perhaps because of her rebirth, Ren Qinglian's memory in this life is very terrifying, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she will never forget it.

He just used this Lu Dingyuan's hand to hone his swordsmanship and martial arts, and by the way, he used the martial arts experience stolen from the school martial arts field, and was even able to integrate some of it.

Lu Dingyuan wanted to humiliate the flower in front of him in front of him in front of him, so he came up and used the eight-pole swordsmanship he was best at, his body floated, and he attacked eight swords in an instant.

Although his internal cultivation is not as good as Ren Qinglian's, he has been immersed in this eight-pole sword technique for a long time, and his speed is extremely fast, and he continuously attacks the sword, and the afterimage forms a bagua-shaped prison in the air, trapping Ren Qinglian inside.

Ren Qinglian's face was solemn, and the scenes of martial arts competitions on the school martial arts field flashed back in front of her, and the orderly Taixu Heaven Replenishing Sword Technique in her hand suddenly turned into a disorderly mad demon dance, clanging a few times, but she couldn't shake off the eight-pole sword technique that Lu Dingyuan kept sending out, but in the process, she was almost stabbed in the shoulder by the other party with a sword.

When Lu Dingyuan saw this, he sneered in his heart, and only regarded Ren Qinglian's indiscriminate swordsmanship as his imminent chaos, and he couldn't even maintain the basic swordsmanship routine.

However, the next moment, Ren Qinglian suddenly withdrew her sword and retreated, avoiding one of the eight swords that swirled, rubbing her body and recovering it, with a volley of "breaking the halberd and being angry, the three armies are easy".

"How is this possible!" Lu Dingyuan shouted loudly, his right arm had been pierced by Ren Qinglian's ancient sword Qingfeng, and the power of the sword technique in his hand was greatly reduced.

However, it was Ren Qinglian who relied on her superb memory to test the reality of the gossip prison formed by Lu Dingyuan's sword shadow in the few swords that were dancing wildly, and when Lu Dingyuan's old skills were repeated, he easily avoided the real sword, broke through the void sword, and made a meritorious contribution with one blow.

Although Lu Dingyuan was in pain, he was even more reluctant to lose to a young man who didn't learn and didn't know how to do it, he bit the root of his teeth, threw the sword with one hand, and used a move in the Taixu Heaven Replenishing Heaven Sword Technique, "Autumn Wind and Falling Leaves, Bending Fingers to Accept the Sword", but with his strength, he obviously couldn't take back the long sword in his hand with the ease of the White Hall Master.

Ren Qinglian saw that this move was dangerous, and immediately screamed, and the sword was like lightning.

A sword in his right hand slashed out in the air, and the internal strength of his left hand condensed, and as soon as the void was pushed, his body floated out a few feet to the left.

After all, his internal strength is already first-class in martial arts, this sword is a palm, the sword is a false move, but the palm is real, it just so happens that Lu Dingyuan relies on his superb swordsmanship and wants to fight hard to avoid the sword.

As a result, he was naturally swept by Ren Qinglian's palm, one of his right arms was faintly sore, and the person was also shocked seven or eight feet away.

"You're not too vain to make up for the tricks in the Heavenly Sword Technique!" Lu Dingyuan fell to the ground, although his back was already in a cold sweat, he still gritted his teeth and said unconvinced.

In this short competition, Ren Qinglian kneaded the martial arts competition skills that she had seen during the day, so that the swordsmanship summoned was naturally a little right or wrong, but this was Lu Dingyuan's unwillingness to admit defeat and pick bones in the egg.

Ren Qinglian laughed: "The sword moves at will, and the real sword master has always been unconventional!"

Lu Dingyuan's face was blue and red for a while, but if he thought about it carefully, there was really a little truth in this flowery word.

The elders and disciples around them were even more unconscious, and they were deeply impressed, and many people had begun to call themselves "Pavilion Master", which made the white old fox's face more and more ugly.

Ren Qinglian smiled again: "Senior Brother Lu doesn't have to be presumptuous and discouraged, although your trick 'Autumn Wind and Falling Leaves, Qu Zhi Na Sword' has not yet been able to get the true inheritance of the White Hall Master, but one day it will be better than the blue, and when the time comes...... Well, although it is still impossible to be the opponent of the pavilion master, he is also a well-known figure in the rivers and lakes......"

Lu Dingyuan's face just slowed down a little, and when he heard Ren Qinglian's words, he began to be angry again, his throat was sweet, and he fainted.

If it was just boasting to motivate the disciples in the pavilion, the elders and hall masters would be happy to see it, after all, when the new pavilion master came to power, he would always say something about the vision, but seeing that Ren Qinglian was more and more unreliable, some elders couldn't stand it, so they began to interrupt him, and said with a smile: "Since you have already ascended the tower to worship the sword, and you have no doubts, then let's come over and formally meet the pavilion master!"

The White Hall Master on the side had a terrifying dark face, but soon, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Ren Qinglian has been secretly observing the reaction of the old white fox, and when she noticed the other party's expression, her heart just jumped, and she secretly paid: Is it finally going to come out!

The thought fell, and suddenly a person shouted violently, "Wait!"

Everyone in the courtyard was stunned, and they saw a person falling on the roof in the distance, and his figure flashed and rushed into the door, shouting: "According to the decree of the ancestor of the sect saint Guan Yin, Ren Qinglian is not allowed to take over the sword pavilion." ”

Everyone was in an uproar, and they all shouted: "No matter how horizontal the Zongsheng Temple is, it can't control the matter of my worship at the door of the Sword Pavilion!"

There are people with a violent temper, and they have already scolded: "What kind of thing is Zongshengguan, and he dares to interfere in my worship of the Sword Pavilion!"

"Presumptuous!" the White Hall Master stepped forward, scolded, and said to the Hall Masters and Elders, "Everyone, don't be impatient, let's listen to what this real person has to say first." ”

Those elders and hall masters were all shocked and angry, but when they were drunk like this by the white hall master, they all calmed down.

Zongshengguan was originally called Louguan Dao, is one of the great sects of Taoism in the former Sui, and its predecessor Qihui Zhenren was not only a staunch supporter of the Tang Gaozu uprising against the Sui, but also successfully broke through to the realm of Yudan more than ten years ago, and achieved the so-called land immortals, but the real immortal figures.

Although at this time Qihui Zhenren has long been out of the world, but the prestige of Louguan Road is increasing day by day, these years not only have the royal help to repair Louguan Palace, but also its believers all over the world, accumulated countless fields, the foundation is flourishing.

Among the four major schools on the rivers and lakes, except for the Shaolin Temple, which is under the jurisdiction of Buddhism, the other three schools are strictly speaking related to this Taoist family, and today's Louguan Dao, that is, Zongshengguan, is the bull's ear of the Tang Daomen, and in name, it is indeed able to command the three factions.

Although it has never been said that Xiang Xiang has ever interfered in the door of the Jianghu sect like this, everyone cannot turn a blind eye to the attitude of Lou Guandao.

Ren Qinglian didn't speak, staring at the thin Taoist priest in front of her, frowning.