I Turned Out To Be a Peerless Expert

　　 Step Yunshan Zhou, white clouds leisurely.

　　 A new white marble statue of three feet high was erected in front of the main hall, shining brightly in the sunshine.

　　 There are also a few large characters engraved on the base:

　　"Qingyang waited for Yang Qing, and Zhang Jianshou became immortal when he became a god."

The image of 　　 is an old man.

　　 Posture...it's a bit strange.

　　 Raised his hands slightly, standing upright with one foot in the form of a golden rooster, his lips slightly opened as if he was saying something, like a big rooster flying up from the sky.

　　 It is said that this is a gift sent by Qingyanghou specially looking for someone.

　　 Yu Ding once suspected that Yang Qing had come to find fault again.

　　 Later, when the two talked about Li Xuan, he believed that Qing Yanghou was not malicious, and that he really came to win Buyun Mountain on behalf of Da Li. This statue was completely thought of by him.

　　 "I thank you."

　　 Yu Ding was guilty of guilty, wishing to kill him and bury him with the statue.

　　 "Hurt, be kind to me."

　　 Yang Qing waved his hand with a smile on his face.

　　The memories are over.

"Ugh."

　　 The surrounding disciples held their heads high when they passed by, only Yu Ding was full of black lines, and said sadly: "Junior sister, you said that if I push this statue down and throw it down the mountain, will Da Li go to war with Buyun Mountain?"

　　 "Brother, why are you always having trouble with the statue of Master?"

Zhu Qiongyu held his forehead helplessly, and said: "No matter what, it is good intentions to be separated. Let's reach out and not hit the smiley people... and after all, it is Master, we still... still maintain a bit of respect. Right."

"Ugh!!"

　　 Yu Ding looked at the statue and sighed deeply, holding the back of the sword hilt, the blue veins jumped fiercely.

　　 When he saw the master make this action that day, the parting sadness turned into shame, and he was so ashamed that he wanted to find a place to sew in.

　　 When Zhang Queer entered Tianmen and disappeared, he was actually relieved.

　　 I was a little bit lucky.

　　 has finally soared. As long as I don’t see it, everyone will forget it after a while, and it will be as if nothing happened, nothing happened...

　　 It turned out only two days have passed.

　　 Nima Qingyanghou, this Guadou, carried the statue on his shoulder and went up the mountain!

　　 refused to say it, and threw it to the statue in front of the hall.

People’s hospitality is difficult, because it represents Da Li’s goodwill, and Buyun Mountain has to ask for a living on the land of Da Li. This is not enough for his mother if he doesn’t accept it. Not only can he refuse, but he has to put it on the Tai Chi Dojo for all his disciples. Pay tribute to the guests.

　　 It can be said that it has been nailed to the pillar of shame in the history of kendo.

　　‘Master, these six kinsmen don’t recognize the posture, which **** who killed a thousand swords to learn from! ’

　　 Yu Ding took a few deep breaths and forced himself to look away.

　　Don't look at it, look at the sword again.

　　 On the Tai Chi dojo, the heroic and heroic Gongsun Jun is practicing sword.

　　 The mercury puddle where a disciple-style saber dances, like a surging river, as if the waves are constantly hitting the surrounding reefs.

　　 "Jun'er's seventh rank is stable, and his sword power is already slightly weakened. Presumably the sixth rank is not far away."

　　 Yu Ding's gaze calmed a little, with a trace of relief, "When I was her age, I was still spinning by the threshold of the sword."

　　The martial arts have one line, the eight or nine ranks practice skills, that is, the art of martial arts.

　　 But if you want to be familiar with swordsmanship, you can use it at your fingertips. Each move is engraved in the brain, and the medicine is used to beat the body and improve the physical fitness. At this stage, the warrior does not have the mysterious power.

　　 When the seventh rank goes up and it touches the "potential", it will be considered magical.

　　 One move, one move, all secretly fit the world, and use great "power" to suppress people. This is a test of the martial artist's understanding and opportunity, and it is also the first difficulty that the martial artist has to overcome.

Some people watch the fish in the water and realize the potential of the water; some people are walking through the late autumn woods, and a fallen leaf happens to be flying around their shoulders, and they realize the power of depression; some people see the pines and cypresses in the mountains and realize the tenacity of the green mountains; others feel the wind. It turned into a happy pretty boy with a series of question marks behind him...

　　 Of course, more people will never get started without breaking this layer of window paper.

　　 "Thanks to Mr. Li's calligraphy and painting that contains supreme sword power."

　　 Zhu Qiongyu said very seriously: "Even though Jun'er's talent is extraordinary, if he lacks the guidance of his husband, it may take a few more years."

　　 "Junior Sister, you seem to have a good relationship with Senior Li."

　　 Yu Ding suddenly exclaimed: "Every day is the husband's eldest and the shortest, too, after all, the husband's cultivation level is high, and his appearance is handsome..."

　　 Hearing Yu Ding's teasing, Zhu Qiongyu's cold face flashed with blush.

　　 Just when she didn't know how to answer, Gongsun Jun just came over, and Zhu Qiongyu was inexplicably relieved.

　　 "Master, I have entered the seventh-rank sword state!"

　　 Gongsun Jun received his sword, and the pony tail behind his head shook, expecting: "Yan Yun's sword pool meeting is near, right?"

　　 "I thought you would have to wait another eight years. Who would have thought you had an adventure."

Yu Ding looked serious and nodded: "Entering the sword state, I can barely go to the sword pond to fetch a sword. Jun'er, your sword strength was born out of Mr. Li's guidance, maybe you can hope to evoke a sword that is no less than Bai Hong. "

　　 "Really?" Gongsun Jun looked forward to it very much.

　　 This white rainbow is the world's most powerful sword. It has made Zhang Que's second-hand use of Ningzhe Buben, and has never been ahead.

　　 Such a weapon is the dream of every good swordsman.

　　 Zhu Qiongyu sighed: "Master's Baihong, it's time to go back."

　　 "Yes, this is the rule." Zhang Que'er rubbed the hilt of the sword around his waist, quite reluctant.

　　 Of course he has a saber himself, but it is nowhere comparable to being worn by the master all the year round, and has produced a spiritual white rainbow.

　　 But the rules of Yanyun Jianchi are here.

　　The rules can be said to be very loose, it is almost the same as giving away for nothing, that is-all swordsmen in the world can come to the sword pond to fetch swords, and anyone in the world can come to the sword pond to throw swords!

　　If there is a sword that is attracted by the swordsman~www.wuxiaspot.com~ you don't need to pay, just take it.

　　 Jianchi has only two requirements.

　　 One, you must not hide the sword, you must use it to practice the sword to kill the enemy, and cultivate your spirit.

　　Second, if the Sword Master does not exist in the world, it will be fine whether he passes away or ascends. The sword falls into the hands of anyone else and must be returned at the eight-year sword pool meeting. The sword pool will give a reward. If it doesn't return it...

　　The swordsmen all over the world punish them!

　　 is so domineering. Once there was a sword fairy who was unwilling to return the sword weapon after the sword fairy soared. Within a few days, he was beheaded and hung on the tower of the sword pond.

　　 So from a certain perspective, Jianchi's rules are very strict.

　　 Even if Yu Ding is reluctant to give up, he must act according to the rules, otherwise he will offend the swordsman of the world, and his disciples will not be able to go to the sword pond to fetch swords.

　　 It's hard for a daughter to buy a sword, let alone a love sword with the same mind.

　　 For the sake of the master’s relic, it is not worthy to be exempted from the sword repair in the world.

　　 just when Yu Ding touched the hilt...

　　铮——

　　 Bai Hongjian trembled violently, as if he was very emotional.

　　 Zhu Qiongyu and Yu Ding both raised their heads together, looking in the same direction.

　　 The sky is high and the earth is far away, and the blue sky is like washing.

　　 nothing seems to happen.

　　 But all the sword repairmen of rank 4 and above can feel an indescribable strong throbbing, which is the trembling of swords that are the same as their minds.

　　It seems...

　　 The unpredictable true meaning of kendo has been condensed into an entity in the void, swearing to everyone of its grandeur.

　　 Zhu Qiongyu's face was solemn, saying every word:

　　 "That direction is... Mr. Li's house!"