[Quick Transmigration] Struggle History of a Winner in Life

After saluting and accepting the precept, Chen Haoyi joined the sect.The real master wanted to assign Chen Haoyi a floating island, but Chen Haoyi refused, saying that he would learn from a sword repairman.

The real person in charge insisted that Chen Haoyi accept it, saying that every Dacheng real person has it, and he can't treat one more favorably than another.

Chen Haoyi had no choice but to agree, and chose a floating island in the sword repair area on the cloud sea map.

There are three sword cultivators in the hall, a middle-aged man, a young girl, and a handsome young man.

The real person in charge asked, who can take Chen Haoyi with him.

The other two didn't speak, they were both a little apprehensive.Only the handsome young man smiled wryly and agreed to guide Chen Haoyi.

At the end of the meeting, Chen Haoyi walked out of the hall with the handsome young man and exchanged names.

The handsome young man named Zesheng has been in the field for many years. Even though he is young, he is actually hundreds of years old.

Turning into a blue and black sword, Ze Sheng flew in one direction.

Chen Haoyi looked up, a trace of white sword energy overflowed from the sword box behind his back, carrying Chen Haoyi through the sea of ​​clouds.

"Junior Brother Chen is good at it," Master Zesheng landed on a floating island, and a trace of spiritual thought entered the mind of Chen Haoyi who followed him.

"It's all about showing off their abilities," Chen Haoyi said calmly, and the white sword energy returned to the sword box.

The two looked at each other and smiled, talking about something related to cultivation as they walked.

After walking all the way, Daoist Zesheng knew a lot about Chen Haoyi's situation.

The two stopped in a bamboo grove, Master Zesheng asked Chen Haoyi to sit down, pointed to a boulder and said, "Junior Brother Chen, try turning that boulder into a jar."

Chen Haoyi was puzzled, but he still did it.In the sword box, dense sword energy gushes out and shoots at the boulder.

The sword qi crisscrossed and rustled, and it faded away after a while.

Master Zesheng looked at the jar standing on the ground and nodded.The surface is as smooth as jade, and the inner space is huge, which is a standard jar.

This is nothing, what is even more miraculous is that Master Zesheng's divine sense swept over him and sensed Chen Haoyi's sword intent.Upright and upright, dignified and upright.Go forward indomitable, I am invincible.

It seems that there is no need to teach the skills of sword cultivator, Chen Haoyi will know it naturally.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Chen, there is another scene on my floating island." Daoist Zesheng said with a smile, "Not yet, hurry up and nominate, when will it be."

Hearing this, Chen Haoyi used his fingers as swords to draw traces in mid-air.The sword energy condensed and formed into three large characters, which landed on the mouth of the altar.

A woman came lightly, and she couldn't help being happy when she saw this situation.After obtaining Chen Haoyi's consent, she exhaled sword energy and left a picture on the jar, which was exactly the scene of the bamboo forest.

"Fairy Zhiqiu's cultivation has improved a lot, congratulations." Daoist Zesheng said with a smile, "Since Fairy Zhiqiu has left her own insights, I can't help watching."

After finishing speaking, a two-inch flying sword appeared out of thin air, and wrote a Fu in the empty space of the jar, introducing the origin of this object.

Seeing that Master Zesheng finished writing the Fu, Fairy Zhiqiu took out something and invited the two of them to drink together.

The two readily accepted it and praised it.

When leaving, Fairy Zhiqiu made a sudden move, took out a picture scroll, and enlarged and printed the picture on the jar, Fu, Chen Haoyi's inscription, and the three people's sword intent and comprehension.

Stretching out his hand, the picture scroll drifted away with the wind, and he didn't know where it fell.

"If there is fate, maybe we will have a few more talented disciples."

"That's thanks to Fairy Zhiqiu. My apprentice is easy to find. It's not easy for Junior Brother Chen to find a disciple he likes." Daoist Zesheng laughed.

"Why?" Fairy Zhiqiu was puzzled.

Master Zesheng smiled mysteriously, and explained: "I have heard that Junior Brother Chen grasps Zhou with swords. He has been practicing swords since he was one year old, and he never slacks off." The mind of a fairy.

"I admire Zhiqiu, please accept my worship." Fairy Zhiqiu saluted gracefully.

Chen Haoyi didn't have time to stop him, so he received a solid gift.He quickly helped Fairy Zhiqiu up, "Senior Sister Zhiqiu is too polite."

"Junior brother Chen's diligence makes Zhiqiu admire, so what if he receives a gift?" Fairy Zhiqiu left with a hearty smile.

After bidding farewell to Fairy Zhiqiu, Master Zesheng took Chen Haoyi to visit and get to know Master Dacheng in the sect.By the way, he pointed to some places and told Chen Haoyi whose residence it was, what it was for, and so on the hidden knowledge in the sect.

The supernatural powers and mysteries related to sword repair do not need to be taught by the real person Zesheng, so the real person Zesheng will help Chen Haoyi get familiar with the sect, recognize people, and integrate into the general environment.

After going around all the floating islands in the sect, Master Zesheng brought Chen Haoyi to the top of a volcano, where a person lived in a hut.

"This is the residence of a refiner from our sect. Brother Chen, your sword box is too simple. If you have time, let senior Chi Yan help you refine it." Master Zesheng introduced it like this.

After speaking, the two were about to leave.

"Boy, wait a minute." The thatched hut suddenly opened, and a bearded man ran out, keeping the two of them behind.

"Senior Chiyan, what's the matter?" Daoist Zesheng asked respectfully.

"You, you are talking about you. Didn't you say that you want to refine the sword box? Show me." Senior Chi Yan ignored Master Ze Sheng and shouted at Chen Haoyi.

Chen Haoyi glanced at Master Zesheng and saw him nodding, so he took off the sword box and handed it to Senior Chiyan.

Senior Chi Yan rushed into the room with the sword box, closed the door, and didn't know what he was doing.

Master Zesheng waited for a while, but no one came out.

"Junior Brother Chen, let's leave first! It seems that senior Chiyan is refining the sword box for you."

Chen Haoyi didn't agree, and asked Master Zesheng to leave first, and just wait here for a few days.

Master Zesheng did not force himself to leave.

Inside the grass hut, the long sword chirped, and the sword energy criss-crossed.A beautiful silver peacock danced gracefully, fending off an attack with every dance.

Chen Haoyi pushed the door open and entered with a calm face, "Senior Chiyan, sword cultivators' things are not so easy to get."

Senior Chiyan shook his hands, and asked in surprise, "How did you get in? I obviously set up restrictions around."

"He came in," Chen Haoyi said word by word.

Senior Chi Yan trembled, and his heart trembled fiercely, "You go out first! I want to refine your sword box."

"Then I will trouble you senior." Chen Haoyi exited the room and closed the door.

Standing outside the door, strands of sword energy gathered and turned into a long sword, held in Chen Haoyi's hand.