people can be bullied

I thought he was already dead.

I'm not the only one who thinks this way, everyone thinks that He Chong is dead and was killed by me.

In fact, I am not familiar with my master, and my knowledge of him is entirely based on hearsay.

I don't know what the sword-wielding elders of other sects are like. In the Wuji Sect, the sword-wielding elder He Chong symbolizes mythology and is the yearning of all disciples.He Chong was born with Dao mind, entered the mountain for fifteen years, formed alchemy for three years, and then went down the mountain to practice. When he was a baby, he leaped up and killed the distracted gods and demons. When fighting, he cut Yishan with a sword.

If Qin Zheng is like the snow in the Tianshan Mountains, then He Chong is a magic weapon made of cold iron, sharp, cold-blooded, and unkind.

He Chong has no dust in his eyes, does not make friends, does not accept disciples, walks alone, is lonely and arrogant, but geniuses always get preferential treatment, and He Chong is also the same. Everyone regards him as a god, and a casual look is the sky. Great gift.

I thought so too.

So no matter what, I never thought that I would be accepted as a disciple by He Chong.At that time, I had been in the inner sect for a year, and Bai Lian had already been the closed disciple of the head of the sect. Although I was in the inner sect, I was not an inner sect disciple.

The first sentence He Chong said to me was "Kneel down."

I was still proud and arrogant at that time, and I happened to be picked up by an inner sect disciple and went to the head of the sect, wanting to judge me. Suddenly, when I heard someone say that, I thought that person was a person who had fallen into trouble, and my heart burst out There was a fire, but my anger disappeared when I saw the man's face clearly.

The man had the iconic silver hair, extremely indifferent eyebrows and eyes, indifferent and sharp.

It was He Chong, the elder holding the sword.

Surprised voices came from around: "Elder Sword Holder!" "This is Elder Sword Holder?!" "He Chongdao Lord!"

"Why did Lord Dao come here today?" "I don't know." "How did that guy offend the elder holding the sword?"

He Chong tapped my forehead with his fingertips and said, "Kowtow."

Before I had time to think deeply about what He Chong was doing, my body started to move spontaneously, ordering each movement, and when I kowtowed three times and kowtowed nine times until I became dizzy, He Chong picked me up and walked towards him. With a flick of the sword.

"Stand still."

Seeing that He Chong was about to leave with me, the sect leader hurriedly stepped forward to stop He Chong, and asked, "Daoist He Chong, what are you doing?"

He Chong replied succinctly: "Accept disciples." There was an uproar.

I just became He Chong's disciple in such a daft way.

Everyone didn't understand why the sword-wielding elder, who had never accepted apprentices, would go out to accept apprentices that year, and the apprentice he accepted was a complete idiot——Bai Lian had successfully established a foundation within a year of his entry, I have been lingering on a qi-introducing body for three years, and it is flattering to say I am stupid.

Although He Chong accepted me as an apprentice, he seldom taught me. He gave me a kung fu method and a sword manual, and after sending me to practice on my own, he continued to retreat non-stop.But this does not affect the jealousy and hatred of other disciples towards me, the lucky one, especially the favored ones who want to worship under the Elder Sword Holder.Those heaven's favored people have their eyes high above the top, and they think highly of themselves, but a person who is nothing has become the disciple of the sword-wielding elder they admire, how can they swallow that bad breath.

They see me as a thorn in their side, even if I'm not at fault, they want to find fault and attack me, not to mention that I'm a well-known piece of shit.

For a while, my situation in the Wuji Sect was even more difficult. On the bright side, I was ridiculed secretly, and I was given routine advice every day—it was called advice, but it was actually my unilateral beating.Even if I try my best, I can't make up for the gap in strength.

I know that I am dull, and the exercises He Chong gave me, and the sword moves that He Chong taught me, I have repeatedly speculated, practiced hard day and night, and did not dare to slack off, but not everything will be rewarded if you work hard.My cultivation has not improved a single inch, and my swordsmanship is just superficial.

No matter how hard I practice, it is of no avail.

As the only disciple of the elder holding the sword, I am useless, and it is a huge fault in itself.

So the ridicule became even worse, "A guy like you is also worthy of being the disciple of the elder holding the sword?" "The face of the elder holding the sword has been humiliated by you." "" Mud can never support a wall, mud is only worthy of being trampled underfoot."

"Your Excellency, as an elder who holds a sword, has personally passed it on. The way of swordsmanship must be green and blue. Please enlighten me."

"You are not worthy of a sword."

"You are not worthy to be the disciple of the elder holding the sword."

But I was arrogant and arrogant at that time, people scolded me, I can pay back ten sentences, every time I was deliberately picked on, knowing it was a trap, knowing that I was invincible, I would not say a word of softness, even if I was beaten black and blue, I couldn’t stand up. Even when he got up, he refused to admit defeat.

Now that I think about it, those people were so right, I was an idiot back then.

Deserve it.