I have been living in the forest for hundreds of years, and the world calls me the master of the res

Song Siming didn't care at all.

It doesn't matter if you can't impose a ban, just learn something first and then talk about it.

After thinking about it, Song Siming walked towards Jiange.

There are three floors in Wenjian Pavilion. On the stone base of more than ten feet, there are twelve soaring dragon jade pillars, holding up the floors.

If you go straight to the top floor, you can see all the disciples in the training ground.

From a distance, you can see the entire Qinglian Sect.

The fairy mist wraps around, gently covering countless beautiful buildings, jade buildings, mountains, rivers and vegetation, as well as the beautiful autumn scenery of solitary swans flying high and brilliant autumn clouds.

For this reason, this sword pavilion has always been very popular among the outer disciples.

Who doesn’t love a beautiful view?

Climbing up the white jade stone steps, Song Siming stepped into the main hall on the first floor of Jiange.

There is still a statue of the ancestor in the middle of the first floor.

The incense was burning continuously, and it looked like it had just been lit.

Smelling the calming aroma, Song Siming saw many bookshelves in the main hall.

There are many books densely packed on it.

Several outer disciples were holding a book and sitting on the long table in the hall, reading with gusto.

"Junior brother, are you here to see Baishu? Or are you here to see Qinglian Sword Jue?"

An outer male disciple wearing a deacon's uniform walked up to Song Siming at some point and asked Song Siming softly.

Song Siming was stunned. He didn't even notice the visitor.

You must know that his consciousness can now be released, even if an ant is crawling under his feet, he can know it.

And this person in front of me...

"New disciple Song Siming has met the deacon brother.

I'm here to learn the Qinglian Sword Technique. "

Song Siming took a deep look at the man and told him his purpose.

Feeling the aura on this man's body, Song Siming discovered that in front of him was a pill-forming monk.

This outer door is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon.

"So you are Junior Brother Song Siming. Many disciples mentioned you here last night.

Junior brother, please come with me. "

Hearing Song Siming announce his name, he looked surprised.

He smiled at Song Siming and motioned for Song Siming to follow him to the second floor.

"My name is You Jing, and I am the deacon disciple of Jiange. I am responsible for taking care of the hundreds of books in Jiange."

Walking on the corridor, You Jing introduced himself to Song Siming.

He lives deep in the sword pavilion.

We can only know a thing or two about the outside world through casual conversations among the disciples.

In response to this, Song Siming said something to You Jing about how late they had met.

You Jing just shook his head, his words were full of humility.

“Junior brother can only watch the sword art on the second floor of the sword pavilion.

Please note that the sword art must not be passed on to others, otherwise it will violate the restrictions of the sword art and your soul will be lost! "

Arriving on the second floor, You Jing led Song Siming into the main room where the sword tactics were displayed, and reminded Song Siming.

No matter which sect would do such a thing.

If not, it means that this sect has declined, or that it does not have this condition at all.

"Junior brother knows."

When Song Siming saw the Green Lotus Sword Jue placed in front of him, he immediately stepped forward and took it in his hand.

Then he couldn't wait to sit cross-legged and read carefully.

Seeing that Song Siming was fascinated, You Jing quietly left the room and walked to the main hall on the first floor.

He still has a book he hasn't finished yet.

Song Siming benefited from Li Cheng's improvement of his qualifications.

There is another blessing from the innate talent [Jianlai].

It only took a moment to enter the path.

Suddenly, Song Siming saw something different than the Sword Jue in his hand.

Instead, he was transforming into a villain, holding a long sword in his hand, and he kept drawing out the sword according to the sword skills.

One move of that sword's power is better than another.

Like a turbulent wave, it is continuous.

Its meaning can break mountains and waves!

Its power can wipe out all demons!

Song Siming became more and more excited as he watched, and the villain danced his sword faster and faster.

It's obviously the same set of sword techniques, but the ones practiced by the outer disciples below are completely different.

After finishing the three-level sword art in an instant, the villain was about to put away his sword.

Song Siming's heart was still filled with excitement, and he combined the swordsmanship understanding of the Xuanguang Sword Art with the Qinglian Sword Art.

He actually deduced the subsequent Qinglian Sword Technique in his mind.

The villain who should have sheathed his sword immediately regained his momentum, and his sword intent was endless.

Look, I dare to paint with mountains and rivers!

Come and question all the heroes with one sword!

Song Siming was extremely arrogant at this time.

Immersed in the art of swordsmanship.

Those who don’t know better think that he is already a powerful person in the world.

Wait until Song Siming comes back to his senses from his fugue.

When he opened his eyes, his eyes were as sharp as two swords.

Her long hair became half black and half white.

It seems to be a side effect of overexerting the sword.

But, it's all worth it.

The Qinglian Sword Technique, which originally had only three levels, was pushed to the sixth level by him.

If it weren't for the lack of follow-up realm.

Song Siming may really be able to completely deduce the Qinglian Sword Technique to the ninth level of perfection.

However, the Qinglian Sword Jue deduced by him is no longer the Qinglian Sword Jue.

Even Song Siming himself didn't know what the real Qinglian Sword Art would look like after the third level.

The next four to six floors are all Song Siming's own swordsmanship.

He is not afraid of going in the wrong direction and getting carried away.

As long as you can practice and use it!

Nothing else matters.

But what Song Siming didn't know was that he could deduce the perfect person from several levels of skills.

None of them are powerful in this world.

His seemingly ordinary behavior was enough to shock the entire Yunning Prefecture.

"If I were to face Senior Brother Qingcang again, I'm afraid it would be a draw.

Master, when this disciple becomes stronger, I will come back to solve that great evil for you. "

Feeling the surging sword intent on his body, Song Siming couldn't help but think of Qing Cang and Li Cheng.

If he continues at this pace, he will not be far away from returning to the mountain.

Thinking about it, Song Siming stood up and put the Qinglian Sword Jue in his hand back to its original position.

He lifted up his robe and walked straight to the main hall on the first floor.

"Junior Brother Siming, what are you doing?"

When You Jing saw Song Siming coming down, he raised his head and glanced, but immediately froze on the spot.

Is this still the Song Siming from just now?

He has long hair, half black and white.

There seemed to be stars twinkling in his eyes.

His handsome face was inexplicably a little brighter.

The tall and straight figure is filled with strong sword intent.

For a moment, You Jing thought he had recognized the wrong person.

How come it's only less than half an hour?

This Song Siming seems to have changed his appearance, his temperament has changed drastically.

You Jing was very puzzled by this.

"Senior Brother You, I'm just observing my sect's Green Lotus Sword Technique to gain some understanding, it doesn't matter."

Song Siming explained calmly and then left.

He now wanted to practice the deduced sword technique.

Although I was sure that there was no problem.

But there are always exceptions to everything.

If he doesn't check it thoroughly, he will only harm himself.

"Okay... Junior Brother, let's go.

The first floor of this sword pavilion contains the low-level skills and sword techniques of various sects in the East.

Junior brother, if you are interested, you can come and take a look when you have time. "

You Jing saw Song Siming leaving and said to his back.

This is also the reason why You Jing doesn't want to leave Jiange.

Hearing this, Song Siming's heart moved.

If only I could read all the sword techniques here.

Then his swordsmanship will definitely reach another level.

"Okay, I'll trouble Senior Brother You again then."

Song Siming turned around and thanked You Jing again, then walked out of the sword pavilion.

Looking at the hundreds of outer disciples practicing the Qinglian Sword Technique in the martial arts training ground.

"It's really unsightly..."

Song Siming sighed in his heart.

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