Master respects him, the five elements are wicked

The water in Jianhu Lake was icy cold, and Fu Qingluan felt a little numb after just touching it, so he quickly dispelled the chill with his heart.

Tang Yushui has also meditated on the spot, but his mentality is just a beginner. Although he works hard, his small body is still trembling slightly, and there is a green chill on his round face.

Fu Qingluan stepped forward and leaned down, and put his left hand on his chest. With his help, Tang Yushui ran a complete cycle safely, dispelling the chill in his body and drying his clothes at the same time up.

Only then did Fu Qingluan feel relieved. Turning his head to look, he found that Fu Lin was still wet, looking at the sword in his arms, completely ignoring the dripping lake water from his hair, and staring at it with a pair of divine eyes. On the hilt of the sword is the simple and ingenious word "Zou Lin", and a satisfied expression can't help floating on his face.

"Be serious with me, the temperature of Jianhu water is not a joke." Fu Qingluan stepped forward, patted him on the head, and immediately mobilized his mind, forcing the aura in Fu Lin's body to circulate.

Fu Lin stuck out his tongue, quickly closed his eyes and sat upright, holding the Zou Lin sword in his arms, and combined his hands together, using the spiritual energy input by Fu Qingluan to use his skills.

Only then did Fu Qingluan let go and stood up, looking at Fu Lin who was holding the sword and working hard, smiled helplessly and shook his head.

In the center of the lake, it has returned to calm, protected by aura. Xie Yu was not disturbed by what happened to Fu Lin before, and the expression on his face and the aura released were also calm and indifferent. Qingluan felt a little relieved.

"Master, senior brother, is he alright?" Fu Lin's voice rang beside his ears.

Fu Qingluan looked sideways and found that Fu Lin had got up, standing beside him with his sword in his arms, and Tang Yushui was right behind him, and both of them focused their eyes on Xie Yu in the middle of the lake.

"How do you two feel physically?" Fu Qingluan changed the subject.

"Thank you, master, for worrying. My apprentice is fine." Fu Lin and Tang Yushui both returned.

"That's good." Fu Qingluan nodded, "The water in this sword lake comes from the ten-thousand-year-old ice on Jianchi Peak. If the cold air is not removed in time, it will take a lot of effort even to be a teacher, but, to be a teacher I didn't expect that, Lin'er, it would take six hours to choose your sword."

"The disciple let the master down." Fu Lin's expression darkened slightly.

Fu Qingluan patted him on the shoulder lightly: "You misunderstood the meaning of being a teacher. The length of time is not important, but there is an unwritten rule for choosing a sword. If one enters Jianhu, within twelve hours If you can’t succeed, then choosing the sword this time is tantamount to failure.”

Only then did Fu Lin suddenly realize that, looking at the sword in his arms, the cherishment in his eyes became much more serious.

Fu Qingluan warned: "What's more, although it took so much time, Lin'er has become attached to Zoulin. This Zoulin is the sword of Qingyang's third-generation master. Lin'er, you have to treat it well." , don’t disappoint its favor for you.”

"I will follow the master's instruction, and I will cherish it!" Hearing the origin of Zou Lin, Fu Lin's eyes were full of enthusiasm, as if he had sensed his intentions, and he kept walking calmly after he came out of the lake. Lin even groaned a bit, and a bluish-purple sword aura faintly flashed on the scabbard.

Tang Yushui looked at Fu Lin with some envy, his eyes full of anticipation.

Fu Qingluan patted Tang Yushui's head: "Don't worry, Yu'er, when you grow up, you will definitely have your own sword." However, Yu'er seems to be better at talismans, eight or nine out of ten will be Fu Xiu, what should we do then?Forget it, when the time comes, buy him ten or eight good swords, there is always a way to satisfy him.

Jian Chifeng's disciples seemed to be used to this situation long ago. They brought food boxes and distributed the food to everyone.

Tang Yushui was young, and Fu Lin spent a lot of time choosing a sword. After standing by the lake with Fu Qingluan for a while, he felt a little mentally exhausted, especially Tang Yushui. Still barely open.

Fu Qingluan urged the two of them to rest aside, while he continued to stand by the lake, quietly looking at Xie Yu in the heart of the lake.

From the heavy dew at night, to the light of dawn, and then to the midday of the sun, another half day passed, Tang Yushui and Fu Lin were exhausted, but there was still no news from Xie Yu in the heart of the lake.

New meals were brought over, and Jian Chifeng's meals were also unique, but Fu Lin and Tang Yushui didn't have much appetite, they just ate a few mouthfuls and stopped moving, while Fu Qingluan remained silent all the time. Standing where he was, his gaze was fixed on Xie Yu without a moment's notice. Not to mention the food that Fu Lin brought over, he didn't even take a sip of the water that Tang Yushui brought up.

Fu Qingluan knew that in front of the two apprentices, he shouldn't behave like this at this moment, but seeing that the time limit of twelve hours is getting closer and closer, he, who has always been confident in Xie Yu, can't help but feel rippling in his heart burst up.

Xie Yujian has cultivated for so many years, if he fails to choose the sword this time, will it hurt his self-confidence?With his talent, even if his age was changed to other cultivation, he wouldn't worry about his future future, at most he would be a year or two behind in Dacheng.

According to his personality, it is not difficult to persuade him to switch to him, and no matter whether it is piano repair, talisman repair, formation repair or Dan repair, the magic tools of each school will find a way to help him, and they are definitely top matching models. .

It's just that Fu Qingluan felt a little uncomfortable when he thought that he would obey his teacher's order calmly on the surface, but buried all the unwillingness and pain in his heart.

If I can't even fulfill one of my apprentice's wishes, what qualifications do I have to be his master.

This rule is dead, I am a big living person, I can still make it suffocate, Qingyang's sword is not good, and the swords of other sects have not said that they are not allowed to be used. Famous swords went through in his mind, and he began to think about which sword is suitable for Xie Yu, how to get it, and what method to use, anyway, as long as he doesn't kill people and set fires, Fu Qingluan will not take it to heart.

"Master, senior brother, he's definitely fine." Tang Yushui looked up at Fu Qingluan with a firm look in his eyes.

Fu Lin, who was holding a sword, also followed suit.

Fu Qingluan beckoned to him, Tang Yushui came to him, Fu Qingluan gently stroked his head, and looked at Xie Yu in the middle of the lake: "Yu'er is right, your elder brother must not Question." Even Lin'er and Yu'er trust Yu'er so much, how can I, as a master, lose confidence in my apprentice first.

The over-concentration of the mind made the passage of time so invisible, and soon, as the sun set, the graceful voice that had disappeared began to sound again.

Jian Chixia, Jian Chifeng's chief disciple, also started to look up at the sky, and then began to tell his juniors to leave to a safe distance.

Fu Qingluan understood that this meant that the last moment was coming soon.

In the center of the lake, Xie Yu, who had been calm before, seemed to have finally reached his limit. His face became pale, and his blue clothes were soaked from front to back, clinging to his body, highlighting his fine lines that had been honed over time. The chest was heaving obviously, the spirit energy injected into the lake water in the body was already as thin as the morning fog, and the spiritual platform under him was crumbling, as if it would disappear at any moment.

Fu Lin and Tang Yushui have already learned from Fu Qingluan that after twelve hours, any disciple who fails to choose a sword will be ejected from Jianhu Lake. Without Fu Qingluan's instructions, the two of them have already chosen After finishing the range, they dispersed, especially Fu Lin, who temporarily hung Zou Lin by his waist, focusing on the situation in the center of the lake.

At that moment, finally arrived, Fu Qingluan's right hand was already condensed and ready, but to everyone's surprise, Xie Yu was not ejected by Jianhu as Fu Qingluan said, but continued to sit on the precarious On the spiritual altar, but the breathing gradually became heavier, and the voice seemed to be in the ears of several people.

It seemed that Jian Chixia had encountered this situation for the first time, but seeing that Jianhu did not reject Xie Yu, she had no choice but to stay where she was for the time being.

Fu Lin and Tang Yushui couldn't help looking at Fu Qingluan, Fu Qingluan had to use his eyes to signal the two of them to pay attention, and at the same time searched in his predecessor's mind full of various Qingyang secrets.

Suddenly, an inadvertent short story appeared in Fu Qingluan's mind. When Fu Qingluan was slightly stunned, the expressions of all the people present changed at the same time——in the basin that was originally full of aura, there was a sharp evil spirit. It descended suddenly, like a sharp dagger, piercing everyone's spiritual consciousness in an instant, making everyone seem to be strangled by an invisible rope for a moment, unable to get in and out at one breath.

"Hey." Fu Qingluan let out a soft drink, breaking the evil spirit for a moment, and everyone's flushed faces seemed to be coming to an amnesty, and they didn't care too much, so everyone hurriedly gasped for a few times.

Fu Qingluan said to Xie Yu in the middle of the lake: "Yu'er, don't worry about choosing a sword anymore, come out quickly!"

But Xie Yu seemed to be at a critical juncture, and did not respond to Fu Qingluan's voice at all.

"This apprentice! I don't know the severity at all!" Fu Qingluan waved one hand away, and a slender spiritual energy line extended from the palm of his hand, flying straight towards Xie Yu.

But no matter how fast the aura line is, it can't compare to the rapid changes in front of you. The color of Jianhu Lake, which was originally clear and blue, suddenly reversed and became thick and dark, like a piece of black ink. The huge net covered the entire basin and under the iron wall.

Before realizing that Fu Qingluan changed his move, Xie Yu made a slight "boo" on the water surface beside Xie Yu, and a figure suddenly appeared, easily shattering the aura thread, and at the same time hovering over Xie Yu's head.

The whole body of this sword is as white as jade, translucent as ice and frost, and a dark blue evil spirit flows faintly inside, reflecting the embossed scales on the hilt.

Seeing this sword, Jian Chixia's expression changed immediately.

Fu Qingluan couldn't help shaking his head slightly, it seemed that he also recognized the evil star.

Xie Yu had already untied from the meditation posture, and began to accumulate energy while exercising his mind.

The condescending sword seemed to be scrutinizing Xie Yu. It was above the air, and its evil spirit was constantly released and spread to all directions, just like countless steel needles released from its body, piercing every corner. The weaker sword Chifeng's disciple needed the protection of Jian Chixia to hold on, while Fu Lin covered Tang Yushui under the protection of Zoulin's blue-purple sword energy.

Seeing this, Fu Qingluan didn't worry any more. The aura in his body was a little strong, which not only melted away the evil spirit around him, but also helped Jian Chixia and Fu Lin relieve the burden, and then resisted the urge to make a move. Quietly looking at Xie Yu in the middle of the lake: My boy, next, it's your own battle.

"Heaven and earth net!" Xie Yu lived up to Fu Qingluan's expectations. He started first, forming a formation with his left hand, and superimposed the palm~heart~thunder of his right hand. The sword rushed forward.

Good job... As soon as Fu Qingluan's praise started, he felt a wave of evil spirit flowing. The attack without dead ends was suddenly fixed in the air, and a gust of wind burst out, and Xie Yu's offensive was easily disintegrated.

The sword trembled slightly, and with a flick of its tail, a wave of evil spirit rushed towards him. Xie Yu held it with both hands, and the sword turned in mid-air and hit Xie Yu. , The whole person just fell into the black sword lake.

Fu Qingluan only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the sword came suddenly and rushed towards him.

Fu Qingluan was worried about Xie Yu, and had no intention of entangled with it. You Long came with a single move, and when the two swords were fighting, he was already condensing his feet, walking against the wind on the dark lake, and came to the center of the lake in the blink of an eye s position.

Xie Yu had already jumped out of the lake, and was touched by Fu Qingluan's hand. The two walked hand in hand, and returned to the shore in a short while.

But in mid-air, You Long and the sword were still fighting endlessly.

Both swords are divine weapons, Youlong is fast and steady, the opponent is like a flying eagle, obviously the two sides have intersected countless times, but there is no sound at all, in a blink of an eye, the air is full of traces of the two swords intersecting, and The brilliance that aura and evil spirit inspire each other.

Seeing this fascinating scene, almost everyone was mesmerized.

The fetish is self-obscuring, silent and colorless, even Fu Qingluan couldn't help secretly praising the good sword.

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