After Xingchen went back, Xue Ling'er told Danzu about his injury, and Danzu sent two pills of Bi Serum Wind Pill, and after Xingchen took the pill, his shoulder injury was no longer serious.

He has been given the True Pole Sword Spectrum since he got the Aokasa Dao people (the cover of the sword spectrum was lost, I don't know what the sword spectrum is called, and the tentative name is the True Pole Sword Spectrum. I decided to practice diligently every morning and evening.

In order not to let the people of the Alchemy Hall find out, Xingchen came to the mountains and forests to chop wood very early, and since he was taken away by Ling Hu Zhuang, he has been using branches as swords to practice swordsmanship.

In fact, Xingchen has reached the foundation building period, and his true qi cultivation is on par with that Ling Fox Zhuang, but he was defeated only when he was inferior to him in swordsmanship.

Half a month has passed, Xingchen has memorized more than half of the moves on the sword spectrum, and can use them, although it is not very flexible, but he believes that to defeat Ling Hu Zhuang, these sword styles are more than enough Because he was eager to recapture the Spirit Snake Sword, he decided to defeat Ling Hu Zhuang first.

Xingchen thought that the time was ripe for revenge, and he wanted to go to the Famous Sword Hall to settle accounts with Ling Huzhuang in person.

The famous sword hall is located in the first lotus peak of the skyscraper mountain range, the show peak is wonderful, towering into the clouds, there are usually cranes coming and going, and the glow is brilliant.

When Xingchen arrived at the Hall of Famous Words, it was noon. The guard of the Sword Hall was drinking under the archway of the mountain gate. The guards were drinking heartily, and when they saw that they were dressed up, they knew that they were fellow disciples, and they did not stop them.

Xingchen didn't bring any weapons, and went straight to the hall of the Famous Sword Hall.

It just so happened that on this day, the master of the Famous Sword Hall, Futu Daoist, went out, and there were also a few disciples of the Famous Sword Hall who knew Xingchen and came to greet them, because they had been in contact with them when they were teaching at Star Picking Peak.

Xingchen's gaze swept the entire hall and found Ling Hu Zhuang, who had already noticed him from the time Xingchen first entered this sword hall.

Ling Hu Zhuang is not stupid, of course he knows the intention of Xingchen, he pressed the hilt of the sword in his hand, because what he is holding in his hand is the spirit snake sword of Xingchen.

"Brother Xingchen, I don't know why you came to visit this hall today, can you come here on the orders of the teacher?" Ling Hu Zhuang pretended to be enthusiastic and greeted him.

"Isn't it okay to come here by yourself without being ordered by the master?" Xingchen glanced at Ling Huzhuang, and didn't want to look at him squarely.

Ling Hu Zhuang laughed and said: "Of course not, the disciples of the Motian Sect, except for the master's orders, are not allowed to leave their own branch halls without authorization, nor are they allowed to visit other branch halls without authorization, this is a clear rule of the Motian Sect! If you violate it, you will face the wall for ten days to show warning." ”

Xingchen said unceremoniously: "Even if I violate this canon, I will be punished by the deacons in the sect, when will it be your turn to meddle in my affairs?" I came here today for one thing, and that is to get back my Spirit Snake Sword." ”

Ling Hu Zhuang held the palm of the sword and said: "This spirit snake sword is in my hand, you can take it back at any time, but before you take it back, you have to defeat me!"

An elderly senior brother in the Famous Sword Hall stepped forward and said to Xingchen and Ling Huzhuang: "You can compete in this hall, but this is a fair competition, if one side wins, stop as soon as possible, everyone is in line with the principle of fairness, and the point is to the end." ”

Xingchen nodded and said, "Okay", Ling Hu Zhuang also said "Okay", and the two quickly put on their respective positions, preparing to attack each other.

Ling Hu Zhuang looked at the branch in Xingchen's hand and said: "You don't have a weapon, I won't compete with you, otherwise others will laugh at me and won't be able to win." I will order Hu Zhuang to defeat you in the right way, so that you can lose convincingly. Brothers, which iron sword in your hand can be used by the brother in front of you. ”

A disciple of the Famous Sword Hall stepped forward and gave his sword to Xingchen, who raised his sword and said, "Let's start!"

I saw that the two quickly fought together, the sword shadows were staggered, the body style changed, the light flashed and the sword flickered, and the exchange of blows was sonorous.

Ling Hu Zhuang began to gain the upper hand, but was soon overwhelmed by Xingchen's sharp sword counterattack. However, in Xingchen's heart, he really didn't want to give him a chance to breathe, he wanted to get back the face he lost half a month ago.

Among the onlookers, some of the brothers who hated Ling Huzhuang were also secretly cheering for Xingchen.

Hearing the sound of "bang", the spirit snake sword in Hu Zhuang's hand fell to the ground, and the collarbones on his shoulders were hit by the sword in Xingchen's hand, and two blood holes were picked out.

Ling Hu Zhuang pressed the wound and shouted in pain: "You can take this sword back at any time, don't hurt me again." ”

"Are you scared?" Xingchen laughed, it was really this time and that time, fifteen days ago, it should have been him kneeling in front of Ling Huzhuang.

Xingchen really wanted to rush over, but a sword killed him, or was stopped by a sudden sword.

Maybe it wasn't a sword at all, but just an invisible sword qi. In this Sword Hall, there is only one person who can condense the true qi into sword qi and can turn the sword qi into a sword, and that is the Futu Dao person.

The Futu Daoist went out, but when he came back, he saved the life of his nephew Ling Huzhuang.

"Master is back, Master is so ......" In the Famous Sword Hall, various disciples bowed their hands to the Futu Daoist.

The Futu Daoist did not go to help Ling Hu Zhuang, but walked in front of Xingchen by himself, and he said to Xingchen: "I still saw such a good swordsmanship, why didn't you enter the famous sword hall in the first place?"

"Back to the hall master, I didn't join the Famous Sword Hall at that time, just because I was not good at swordsmanship, so I didn't need to pass the assessment. Xingchen replied.

"May I ask which hall you are doing in now, or I will tell your hall master to go and send you to my hall to learn swords. "The Futu Daoist has a thirsty look.

"Absolutely. I'm working in the Alchemy Hall now. When Xingchen heard that the Futu Daoist invited him to join the Famous Sword Hall, he couldn't help but be happy in his heart.

After Xingchen took back his Spirit Snake Sword and left happily, Futu Daoist's face sank, and he said to Ling Hu Zhuang: "Come to my room, I have something to say to you." ”

The night was extremely quiet, and the oil lamp in the room of the Futu Daoist was still on.

"Uncle, why did you want that kid to join our Famous Sword Hall, don't you think that the shame I suffered today is not enough?" Ling Hu Zhuang said to Futu Dao.

The Futu Daoist reproached: "You are also too careless, how can you be defeated by a person who has not learned professional swordsmanship?"

"Uncle, as long as I am given a chance, I must let him return the sword wound left on my body twice. ”

The Futu Daoist said thoughtfully: "Only by letting him come to our Famous Sword Hall can you have a chance to take revenge, little nephew." ”

Ling Hu Zhuang's eyes lit up and said: "Uncle is really far-sighted, why didn't I think of my nephew? But that kid's cultivation is above me, how can I defeat him again?"

Futu Daoist sighed: "If you are humble in your studies in the famous sword, and you are not arrogant, how can you be so embarrassed today?" ”

"I'll go to the Alchemy Hall tomorrow to find Master Qingniu and ask him to assign that kid to our Famous Sword Hall. When the time comes, you can practice swords together, and you can teach him a good lesson, and as for swordsmanship, I will only teach him some basic sword styles. He doesn't know swordsmanship, so it's only natural that you torture this kid as much as you want. The Futu Daoist said with a wicked smile.

When Ling Hu Zhuang heard what the Futu Daoist said, his heart was also full of joy, thinking that he finally had the opportunity to torture this kid from Xingchen.

Xingchen didn't expect that he would be accepted as a disciple by the Famous Sword Hall so easily, and he made some plans for the future development, but on the first day he entered the Famous Sword Hall, Xingchen got a bad news, that is, he was facing the wall for ten days, because Xingchen left his branch hall without permission that day.

It was not the deacon of the Ferris Sect who brought him this news, but the hall master Futu Daoist. Xingchen entered the Hall of Famous Words, this Futu Daoist is his master, and the words of the master must be obeyed.

These ten days facing the wall are also very difficult, after waking up on the third day of facing the wall, his knees are painful and numb, and he can barely stand Of course, Ling Huzhuang, this kid, will not let go of this great opportunity to insult him.

"Haha, what's the matter, Brother Xingchen, what I said that day is right, I didn't expect Brother Xingchen to be so unlucky, but the rules don't allow it, if it is allowed, I am willing to accompany Brother Xingchen to kneel for a while!" Ling Huzhuang This guy can really speak, but he hates Xingchen to death in his heart, because Xingchen Sword picks his collarbone and is still in pain.

But Ling Hu Zhuang didn't understand that the sword spectrum cultivated by Xingchen was a decent sword spectrum, and it was restrained from the sword technique of the Demon Sect like the Ferris Sect, as long as the swordsmanship was slightly higher, he could easily injure the opponent.

Ling Hu Zhuang thought for a while and said: "Brother Xingchen, your sword picked my two collarbones that day, and it is true that there is no trace of the affection of the disciple brothers. As a result, my two collarbones are still aching. ”

Xingchen faced the wall, and did not look back and said: "I knew today, why bother at the beginning, it was you who picked my shoulder with a sword in the mountains and forests, did you not expect that you would have today." ”

Ling Hu Zhuang said: "I think I thought of it, but I really didn't expect Brother Xingchen's swordsmanship to improve so quickly, is there a master who has given you any tips to kill?" Ling Hu Zhuang said this deliberately to test Xingchen.

"Sincerely, the gold and stone are open, I just practice the sword very diligently, and I can defeat you completely because you are arrogant and arrogant, and there is no one in your eyes. Of course, Xingchen wouldn't tell him about his access to the sword book.

Ling Hu Zhuang smiled and walked out of the room facing the wall of Xingchen, he secretly wondered if Xingchen had really learned any swordsmanship, that day in the hall competition, the sword came too fast, those moves, everyone in the hall, no one saw clearly.

Ling Hu Zhuang thought about it, and don't care about him, I will first learn the sword score given to me by my uncle, and when the time comes, I will take revenge and blood shame, and I will not be able to defeat him easily.