Reborn in the Hehuan Sect, my master was transformed into a slave by me

Now that he had obtained the information he wanted, Chang Qing should consider how to reject Shi Qiuqi.

After all, no matter how strong the swordsmanship Shi Qiuqi asked him to practice, it could not be stronger than the inheritance of Baihua plus the other side of the blood sea.

Moreover, he was already a pure and righteous evil sect, and it was impossible for him to convert to any righteous sect.

However, Chang Qing still had to ask what he should ask.

"Brother Shi, what is so unique about your swordsmanship? Why must it be me?"

He asked.

Shi Qiuqi smiled and didn't say much, but tapped his finger lightly on the table.

After a while, nothing happened.

Chang Qing was a little puzzled, but was surprised to find that on the table in front of the two of them, a crack appeared in the middle of the wine pot filled with wine.

Then the crack slowly peeled the wine pot bit by bit, just like peeling a banana.

What's even more amazing is that the wine in the wine pot didn't spill out immediately, but flowed down little by little from top to bottom as the wine pot cracked, like a miniature waterfall, with the meaning of high mountain water.

"I created this sword technique myself, it doesn't have a special name, and there are only ten moves in the sword technique. It's a pity that in order to make it reach the pinnacle, I expanded each move into a separate set of exercises, and in the end, it can only be effective if you have a holy body."

After hearing his words, even Chang Qing was a little dumbfounded. To learn sword from him, you have to practice ten sets of exercises at the same time.

Wouldn't the speed of practice be as slow as a turtle?

At that moment, he made up his mind that it was impossible to learn sword from Shi Qiuqi.

No matter how strong the sword technique is, what's the use? If he originally needed a thousand years to become an emperor, wouldn't the speed of practice be ten times slower after learning his ten sets of exercises? He couldn't become an emperor in ten thousand years.

He didn't want to conquer the world and become the strongest.

He just wanted to improve his realm, become an emperor, break annihilation, and save his lover.

In this journey of hardships, combat power is certainly important, but if you give up the speed of cultivation for combat power, it is like throwing away the wheels for the shell of a car. No matter how strong the car is, it is useless if it does not run fast. It is putting the cart before the horse.

Shi Qiuqi continued.

"My ten sets of sword skills are named Sword Rising, Sword Stabbing, Sword Chopping, Sword Lifting, Sword Cutting, Sword Pointing, Sword Collapsing, Sword Twisting, Sword Cutting, and Sword Picking. If you can learn all of them, you will reach the peak of sword skills that has never been seen before or since."

Chang Qing was a little embarrassed. Logically, he should not refuse Shi Qiuqi, otherwise it would be a little suspicious.

He was a useless person from a small family. Facing such a soaring opportunity, there was no reason to refuse it no matter what.

But he couldn't agree.

"Brother Shi, but I really don't know anything about sword skills. Moreover, even if I am a holy body of refining, why do you want me to learn your sword skills?"

Shi Qiuqi sighed and said.

"To be honest, I have a purpose. I teach you sword skills so that you can complete a bet for me."

"Betting?"

"Well, I can't hide these from you. The one I'm betting with is the number one sword cultivator in the world. I'm betting with him only on the quality of sword skills, not the level of cultivation."

Shi Qiuqi took a big sip of wine, and then started coughing violently.

"Cough cough cough... It's all my fault that I'm incompetent. I can't use the sword skills I created myself. I can only accept an apprentice with a holy body of refining, teach him the sword skills, and then go to the appointment."

"But I'm just an ordinary person with no ambitions. Brother Shi, I dare not easily agree to this kind of thing."

Chang Qing could only bite the bullet and refuse.

After all, Shi Qiuqi's words were mysterious, what about facing the number one sword cultivator in the world today? Facing this situation, it's barely normal to show timidity.

"I heard that you are a heroic young man who never flinched in front of evil cultivators and could sacrifice yourself for your relatives and friends without hesitation. How could you be such a mediocre person?"

Chang Qing's words surprised Shi Qiuqi.

"I am just a layman. I only have a small piece of land in my heart, and I can only accommodate three or two people. For these, I can give up everything. But if everything is fine and I have a comfortable status quo, I don't want to move."

Chang Qing said frankly.

This is not entirely a lie. He really thinks so in his heart.

Shi Qiuqi was silent for a moment and wanted to persuade him again.

"Brother, have you really thought it through? My swordsmanship is still pretty good. I won't force you. If you miss this opportunity, you will never get it back. Ahem... "

"I have thought it through, Brother Shi. I am living a comfortable life now and I still have things I care about. If I have nothing in the future, maybe I will come to you again."

"Ahem."

Shi Qiuqi sighed and drank a big gulp of wine.

"Well, although I have been looking for the holy body for many years, I will teach you the sword skills, you can't force it."

He stared at Chang Qing's eyes and looked at him carefully., and then smiled bitterly.

"But brother, I always feel that you will not be a mediocre person. Maybe you are just destined to have no fate with swords, but maybe your path will be wider."

He pinched a telepathic spirit in his hand.

"This is one of the sword techniques I created. If you are fascinated by swords after practicing, you can come to me again."

Shi Qiuqi patted his buttocks and stood up, not forgetting to take off the wine gourd on his waist and pour the remaining pot of wine on the table into it.

"Here you go."

He slapped the telepathic spirit on the table, as if it was a reward for the wine money for the waiter.

After that, he turned and left.

"Brother Shi, this is too expensive."

Chang Qing picked up the telepathic spirit and pretended to return it to him.

Shi Qiuqi waved his hand.

"It's okay, just consider it as the money for your wine. In fact, I will teach anyone who wants to learn my sword. It has nothing to do with me if they learn it. It's all their own luck."

"It's a pity that it seems that I have to lose this year's bet again. It's not pleasant to be controlled by others, cough cough cough..."

As he spoke, he shook the wine gourd in his hand and sang a ballad that no one had ever heard.

"Drunkenness and dreaming for more than two hundred years,

You don't know that I am already gray-haired.

Nightmares burn me and I look away from the world,

The woman is still here, don't forget me.

When I am worried, I don't say anything, but my thoughts are like a spring,

Don't talk about the return date when the turbid wine enters my throat.

You say it's bitter but you are lonely,

The love between men and women is trapped by me alone."

Watching him gradually walk away, Chang Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

This man was like a wounded wolf, always giving him an invisible pressure. Although he was a little confused, Chang Qing felt that any lie would be exposed in front of him.

But he must have thought too much. With the work style of the Netherworld Department, if Shi Qiuqi really suspected him, he would not have revealed so much information to him.

Picking up the telepathic spirit on the table, Chang Qing was not in a hurry to put it into the acupoint. Although Shi Qiuqi did not seem to be a person who would use insidious means, he was still cautious and had to prevent things that should be prevented.

He took the telepathic spirit back to the inn where he and Wei Yao had agreed to meet, and planned to carefully check the telepathic spirit first, and then let Wei Yao absorb and refine it. If there was really no problem, then the sword skills in it would be a gain.

Although he thought Shi Qiuqi was bragging, if he really bet on sword skills with the so-called number one swordsman of the time, he was confident that his ten sets of skills combined into one could win.

Then this set of sword skills, as one-tenth, would not be much worse, and it must be very powerful.