There are countless geniuses in the world of cultivation, but only my junior sister Sha Diao

Seeing her hide so quickly, the old ancestor of the Gu family raised his eyebrows: "Oh, you've learned to be smart."

He knew it was better to run away than to stay and get beaten.

but--

Under absolute suppression, this is of no use.

next second.

A shadow flashed violently, and spiritual power condensed into a fist and suddenly smashed towards her abdomen. The defensive talisman ignited but was pierced through in an instant, and Gu Xia flew out.

"..."

Ah, the feeling of freedom.

Gu Xia smashed the ground again to create a shallow human-shaped pit. After a brief pause, he climbed out with strength.

She had to climb up, otherwise she doubted that she would be able to climb out in the next second.

Grass.

If I had known this, I would not have agreed.

Gu Xia reflected deeply for a second.

Careless!

Ever since the group of ancestors accidentally discovered that she was an all-round player, the predecessors of various families began to be eager to try.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no time to make the elixir for her, Gu Xia seriously suspected that the old ancestor of the Su family, who was yawning out of boredom on the other side, would also join this melee.

To be honest, this was very different from her previous impression of aristocratic families.

Now, those old-fashioned people from the aristocratic families in the world of cultivation, let alone giving her some kind advice, were already doing a good job by not throwing her into the dungeon on the spot.

The practice of unanimous exclusion is unique.

I wonder what their expressions would be if they knew that their ancestors were giving her enthusiastic guidance.

Strictly speaking, Gu Xia can now be said to have combined the strengths of many schools in some sense.

After all, it was the seniors who beat him up one punch after another.

Talking too much brings tears to my eyes.

The world of cultivation has always been a place where the strong prey on the weak and strength is paramount, and as a result, the number of sword cultivators is extremely large.

For example, now, four out of the nine seniors are sword practitioners.

It would be better if not all of them were chasing after her.

Most of the time, the four seniors were constantly providing output, while Gu Xia was passively receiving it.

Gu Xia tightly gripped the Fu Sheng Sword, quickly raised it to break the incoming palm print, and then rolled on the ground to avoid the sword energy behind him. While countering the sword's moves, the flaws in his sword skills were finally made up through repeated blows.

I have to admit that these predecessors have really sharp vision.

Just one glance can easily reveal her shortcomings and correct them.

Gu Xia was not ungrateful. After realizing that this move would be of great benefit to him, he continued to do so.

She has a high level of understanding and will never make the same mistake again once.

Such a fast progress made the group of sword-cultivating fanatics nod their heads in satisfaction.

well.

Their painstaking guidance for so long was worth it; such talent made them very surprised, yet a little melancholy at the same time.

Can't it really be a younger generation in their family?

Gu Xia Ke didn’t know what his predecessors were regretting.

Hundreds of sword shadows followed her like a shadow. She did not dare to be careless at all. She gathered her strength and stepped down. The ground collapsed instantly. Then she used the force to leap up and swung her sword down fiercely. The sword seemed to be worth a thousand pounds.

Most of the sword shadows were crushed by this sword, and the remaining ones buried her under the deep pit.

"what?"

The old ancestor of the Gu family curiously poked his head out: "Little ghost, are you still alive?"

other people:"……"

How presumptuous of you to ask this.

There was silence for a while, the dust inside gradually dissipated, Gu Xia tremblingly raised a finger from the edge, raised his head stubbornly: "Oh, I'm fine."

"Come again!"

"That's fine." After hearing her words, the seniors who were originally wondering if they were pushing the child too hard nodded in satisfaction.

Then they can continue to beat this little bastard with confidence.

"..."

*

Like Gu Xia, there were other sword cultivators who were treated like sandbags and beaten over and over again.

At their age, the confidence brought by their talent allows them to have a smooth journey and they hardly encounter any setbacks.

Especially the direct disciples of other sects, who suffered some losses only after Gu Xia arrived.

But now they are facing their ancestors who have ascended to heaven hundreds of years ago.

They won't spoil these little brats.

After they came in, they discovered that this generation of young people were truly outstanding, but they were also very arrogant.

In short, I didn't experience any beatings.

But it doesn’t matter, now their ancestors can teach them how to be human beings.

They still have a long way to go in the future, and if their state of mind is not polished, it will easily affect their future cultivation.

One wrong step could lead to eternal damnation.

Haven’t you seen how many cultivators throughout history had unstable minds and ultimately fell into the path of evil?

That's not the picture they want to see.

I might as well take this opportunity to teach them a good lesson.

The old ancestor of the Xie family stood there with a solemn look in his eyes, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

But this did not prevent him from paying attention to the young man swinging the sword.

After Xie Baiyi's last sword strike wiped out all the Nascent Soul-level monsters in the arena, he waved his sleeves and fell into the arena. A sword shadow instantly knocked him away.

Xie Baiyi subconsciously raised his sword to block in front of him, but it was of no use.

The next second, the whole person was knocked dozens of meters away.

In the dust, he coughed several times and was a little dazed by the fall.

"senior?"

The boy tilted his head, his cold face full of confusion.

The ancestor of the Xie family looked around and saw that the wounds on the monsters were clean and sharp, most of them were killed with one powerful blow.

Perhaps because he was stained with too much blood, there was an indelible murderous aura lingering around Xie Baiyi, which was very strong.

The Xie family's ancestor said calmly: "The ruthless way? Very good."

Xie Baiyi couldn't guess what he meant. After thinking for two seconds, he still didn't say anything.

"But... you must remember this." The old man's voice was deep, and one could not tell whether he was happy or angry. "The ruthless way only hopes that you can stick to your original intention and not be disturbed by external things, so that your mind and character can be strengthened, which will be of great benefit to your cultivation."

"The way of sword cultivation lies only in the penetration of sword intent."

He didn't want to see such a good swordsman seedling go astray in the future.

The young man lowered his eyes and said softly, "Yes. I will remember this."

I have to say that, to some extent, the truth about the ancestor of the Xie family was also revealed.

After all, didn't Xie Baiyi in the original book end up with his ruthless path shattered, his natal sword destroyed, and eventually he became possessed?

Looking at the respectful attitude of the young man in front of him.

The Xie family's ancestor nodded slightly, very satisfied, and then summoned a long sword: "Use the sword style I just taught you. As long as you can hold out under my hand for the time of an incense stick, you will pass."

The ancestor of the Xie family was famous throughout the world of cultivation for being known as the 'ruthless sword'.

Even Xie Baiyi couldn't help but hold his breath slightly.

"Yes."

The opportunity to learn from your ancestors is rare.

The young man was eager to try, and after calming his mind a little, he raised his sword, activated the sword technique, and poured his spiritual power into it.

The wind blew with murderous intent, and the cold sword energy fell down like a pillar of snow-white light, but was blocked by the old man calmly.

The next second, Xie Baiyi was knocked flying again.

The moment he landed, he heard the sound of his ribs breaking.

"..."

*

Sorry, I took a day off yesterday. I was so mad at that unreasonable old lady yesterday that I fell down in pain due to my period early. QAQ