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Chapter 317 The Demon Lord Lurking in the Immortal Gate Is an Idiot 8
Song Xun was startled by him, his face turned pale instantly, and he staggered back a few steps.

Suddenly, he became unstable and fell to the ground.

His already ugly face instantly became a little more embarrassed, and he stood up quickly, his legs trembling faintly, a little weak.

Ming Qing put away the sword, there was a little contempt in his eyes, but it didn't show, and he was as gentle and easy-going as usual: "Junior brother, are you okay?"

Song Xun's face was still pale, and he shook his head lightly: "It's nothing, thank you brother for your concern."

He had just sent the ingredients to the kitchen, and he wanted to go for a stroll, but who would have thought that he would bump into Ming Qing practicing sword, and then he was frightened by the piercing and dangerous eyes when he turned his head.

Recalling his embarrassment just now, Song Xun only felt that his face was gone, and the roots of his ears were inexplicably hot.

Mingqing: "It's fine."

After finishing speaking, he gave Song Xun a gentle and friendly smile: "Since you're here, let's practice sword together."

"This set of swordsmanship was given by the master. It is fairly simple and not difficult to learn."

"But..." Song Xun hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to go together, "Well, I'm sorry, brother."

For Ming Qing, this set of sword skills is indeed very simple, and he can even memorize it by heart after only reading it once.

But for Song Xun, a good-for-nothing with almost no foundation, it is simply too difficult to reach the blue sky!

Mingqing demonstrated it to him several times, but Song Xun couldn't even learn the first set of sword moves.

Time is fleeting, and the originally bright surroundings are filled with fiery red at some point. The sun is like a hot fireball, and it is about to take the final curtain call with strong colors.

For three full hours, Song Xun hadn't even learned the first sword style yet.

Ming Qing had already begun to doubt his life at this time, he had never seen such a useless disciple as Song Xun.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't even learn such a simple sword technique for a long time.

Although his heart was full of contempt, Mingqing still said nice words: "It seems that you are not very suitable for sword practice, junior brother, why not learn from spells."

Ever since he couldn't learn anything, Song Xun has been gloomy.

After a while, he nodded in a muffled voice: "Okay, I see."

Because Mingqing didn't need to eat, Song Xun could only drag his tired body to the kitchen to light a fire and cook.

Even though he had been getting started for more than half a year, he couldn't even fully master the most basic fire control technique, and he had to try several times before lighting the firewood.

Mingqing personally went to Sen Leng to get these firewood back for him.

Looking at the burning flames in front of him, Song Xun's expression gradually became numb.

It was so difficult at the beginning, can he really surpass Mingqing...

He gradually fell into deep thought, but fortunately he recovered after only a moment of depression, and continued to practice swordsmanship under the ancient tree after eating.

It's still the one I learned from Mingqing, but I still can't learn it.

Looking at the gradually decadent young man on the big screen, the corner of Kong Qing's lips curled into a sneering smile: "It's just such a waste, how did it counterattack in the end?"

All the things she gave to Mingqing were first-class, especially the sword skills and mind skills, so the difficulty was not something ordinary people could control.

For a waste like Song Xun, it is almost impossible to learn it.

Instead of spending time and energy on this sword technique, it is better to choose one from your own things to contact.

Really couldn't stand it anymore, Kong Qing quietly appeared beside Song Xun, and said calmly: "With your current aptitude, you still can't understand this sword technique, so don't force it anymore."

When she spoke suddenly, Song Xun's small hands trembled in fright, and the wooden sword in his hand almost fell to the ground.

As for why he used a wooden sword, it was purely useless, and he couldn't lift the one given by Kong Qing with one hand.

Song Xun pursed his lips tightly, his immature face was full of unwillingness: "But, brother, he already knows it..."

Especially after learning that Mingqing learned the sword technique after only reading it once, Song Xun wanted to prove himself even more.

The same person, why can't he learn what Mingqing can easily learn? !

Kong Qing didn't look at him, looked up at the towering ancient tree in front of him and continued to say calmly: "The things in the ring are given according to your strength."

"You don't have any foundation, you should practice the basic skills first."

As she said that, she suddenly turned her head to look at Song Xun, her eyes were still neither sad nor happy, without any emotion: "Do you understand?"

"..." He was silent for a long while, then nodded, "Understood."

Kong Qing: "Yes."

After speaking, Kong Qing suddenly disappeared in front of Song Xun, unwilling to wait a second longer.

After she left, Song Xun sat alone under the old tree until late at night.

On the second day, he took the initiative to ask Mingqing to teach him spells, and he studied them very seriously.

In just one day, he was able to fully control the most basic formulas.

Time flies, and three years have passed.

Song Xun, who was originally skinny and small, has grown into a high-spirited young man.

The growth of age did not leave many traces on Mingqing, he is still as gentle and easy-going as before, and everyone praises him.

In the past three years, Song Xun had already reached the ninth realm of the foundation-building stage, and he was only a step away from stepping into the golden elixir.

As for Mingqing, he has already stepped into the Nascent Soul, and is the youngest Nascent Soul Almighty in the entire Immortal Sect other than the original owner.

After these three years of silence, Song Xun has completely changed, and is no longer as jealous of others as before.

Through his talent and hard work, he succeeded in impressing everyone.

Because they are all Kong Qing's apprentices, the current him already has a strong position in the sect.

In half a month, it will be the five-year experience.

As one of the new disciples, Song Xun also needs to go to practice, just to practice.

As the only disciple of the ancestor of Xianmen, Kong Qing gave him a very difficult task.

Bring back at least three kinds of immortal grasses of the seventh rank and above, and capture a monster of at least the seventh rank.

According to the original plot, these things are all his opportunities.

Kong Qing didn't intend to snatch his chance, because she wanted Song Xun to fall down from the altar suddenly after reaching the top.

Only in this way, the damage caused to him is the most fatal!

There is a task to be done, and at the same time she wants to add some fun, otherwise it would be too boring.

After the disciples had assembled, Ye Ping opened the trial secret realm and sent away batch after batch of eager disciples.

After watching Song Xun walk into the secret realm, Mingqing's dark eyes quietly flashed a look of joy.

The guy who got in the way finally left.

He could finally be alone with her...

After Song Xun left, only Kong Qing and Ming Qing were left in the huge Yunshang Palace.

Kong Qing spends most of her time practicing, and Ming Qing hardly sees her from morning till night.

It's not an option to go on like this, Mingqing can't miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

It's a pity that Ye Ping, the head of the sect, found him before he even started to approach Kong Qing.

Ye Ping looked at him with a smile and said, "Master Uncle, I would like to ask you for a favor, I wonder if you would like it?"

In the past, Ye Ping would not have talked to Ming Qing in such a humble manner.

But today is different, he is Kongqing's apprentice now, his seniority is very high, no one can beat him.

No matter how awkward he felt in his heart, Ye Ping could only honestly call him Master Uncle.

(End of this chapter)