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"Forget it, those words are enough."

"Really? Don't you want more from the uncle?"

"Uncle, the teleportation array is about to open, look."

Zhuang Qiu changed the topic not very cleverly.

Qinghong let him go, and looked at those pillars with him.

The aura slowly surged up from the bottom, and the lines on the pillars were revealed one by one.

Zhuang Qiu suddenly felt dizzy, and only white light remained in front of his eyes.

In the white light, he seemed to lose the concept of time and space.

The Sea of ​​Consciousness, which was already somewhat damaged, suddenly flashed some fragments of the original plot.

It was about Lu Xuan.

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Shenyin is an elder of the Taishang Qingxuan Sword Sect, and other elders have disciples in groups, competing for excellence.However, he lives alone in Wanjian Cave, without a Taoist companion, only two disciples, and hangs out with a group of dead swords who have lost their masters all day long.

His senior brother always advised her, if you don't find an apprentice today, you will die tomorrow, and who will inherit your swordsmanship?

Shenyin would often smile indifferently and say, "My way of swordsmanship is useless, and whether I pass it on or not is just a matter of fate."

The Taishang Qingxuan Sword Sect will select qualified children from the mortals at the foot of the mountain every three years, and sometimes there will be one or two heavenly roots, and the elders will fight for it.

Shenyin never got involved in this kind of thing, firstly because he was high-minded and felt that the things he robbed would not last long, and secondly because he was old and blind, even if he took an apprentice, it would be a harm to others.

So the brother in charge persuaded him twice, but he didn't go.

Seeing that it was time for me to accept apprentices again, the brother in charge came to urge me again.

"Shen Suyin! If you sleep with these dead master's swords all day long, I will overturn your broken house and send all your broken swords back to the furnace for remaking!"

"Did you hear that? You are blind and you are justified. You have to kneel down and beg you before you come out, right?"

Now that we've talked about this, if Shenyin doesn't go out and make his senior brother kneel down, it's really a lifespan.

A man covered in ice came out of a remote hill. Cultivators of immortals cannot determine their age by their appearance. At first glance, he looked 20 years old, but counting it carefully, he lived to be [-] years old.

"You can figure it out. If you don't know, you still think that I am married to a bride. You have to lift a big sedan chair to see me."

Shenyin was embarrassed by what was said, and showed an embarrassed smile, begging for mercy: "What did you say, brother, I was brought up by my brother since I was a child, and I have long regarded my brother as my own brother, and I don't need to carry a big sedan chair. , as long as the senior brother gives me a smiling face, I will agree to whatever the senior brother says."

The senior brother in charge snorted coldly: "You are the only one with sweet lips."

Shenyin smiled sheepishly and dared not speak.The brother in charge said again: "Since you are out, follow me to Liuyun Palace."

"What are you doing in Liuyun Palace?"

"What else can you do, naturally let you choose an apprentice, don't you think that even those with Tianlinggen are not worthy of your sword inheritance?"

Shenyin, who was grabbed by the wrist, struggled a few times and could not break free. She could only smile wryly and said, "It's not that they are not worthy of me, it's that my Tao is not worthy of the heavenly root."

"I said that if you deserve it, you deserve it. Your 700 years of hard work, and the title of the first sword of the heavens, even his heavenly spirit root can't handle it. Don't be self-effacing with me here. Brother, today I am Tie will also tie you to the Floating Cloud Palace, and you must choose an apprentice!"

Shenyin sighed, the first sword of heaven was the title she gave herself because she was frivolous and ignorant 600 years ago, so it is not the first sword.What's more, accepting apprentices is a matter of your own will, but when it comes to the senior brother, it becomes a forced buy and sell.

But he has already refuted his senior brother twice, and this third time he really can't push it away. Although he thinks that having a senior disciple is enough, Xiao Yi is always worried that if Zhuang Qiu returns to the way of heaven, Shenyin's way It was lost, so I simply went to have a look. If there were really good children, it would be okay to take them under my knees and teach them.

The Taishang Qingxuan Sword Sect was originally called the Qingxuan Sword Sect, but in recent years, sects of all sizes have sprung up in order to show their strength, so they chose to add "Supreme", "Taishang" and "Tianxia" in front of their own sect, as if this Can be better.

Xiao Wushuang, Shenyin's head brother, loves to compare and see others are better than him, so he changed the Qingxuan Sword School to the Taishang Qingxuan Sword School 200 years ago.

The Taixuan Sword Sect established its sect on the Qingyuan Mountain Range, and a spiritual vein of heaven and earth runs through the Qingyuan Mountain Range. The place where the spiritual veins converge is called Qingyuan Peak, and the Flowing Cloud Hall on the peak is where disciples are selected every year.

As soon as he entered Liuyun Palace, the other elders saw Shenyin.

There is no one on this mountain who does not know him. One is that he is about the same age as the head of the sect and has been on the mountain for a long time, and the other is that his eyes are covered with ice cream all the year round. He is very conspicuous when he appears. Do you know him? are difficult.

The Great Elder and others greeted her one after another: "Long time no see, Elder Shenyin."

Shenyin replied: "Everyone, elders, stay safe."

Although he is old, the cultivation world seems to judge his seniority by his strength.Even if he is a few rounds older than the juniors present, he still needs to be considered as a peer.

Shenyin was sitting next to Xiao Wushuang, and on his left was another female elder from the same sect.

"Shenyin, why do you have time to accept disciples today? I thought you didn't plan to get out of your mountain nest in this life."

Shenyin said lightly: "I was arrested, if I don't come again, Senior Brother Xiao will really expel me from the Qingtaixuan Sword Sect."

"Hey, don't you know Master Xiao's temperament? If you don't pass on the first sword of heaven, he will never let it go."

Shenyin shook her head, and said helplessly: "Qinghong, that happened many years ago, it's not like you don't know my current situation, are you making fun of me for talking about the first sword of heaven?"

Fairy Qinghong next to her chuckled, and suddenly came over ambiguously, lowered her voice and said, "What I know is all hearsay, and some I read from mortal scriptures. But Shenyin, you are really like you." That master...has a leg?"

Shenyin's expression remained unchanged, and she said calmly: "My master really dotes on me, does he mean that to me, you have to go down and ask him."

Fairy Qinghong immediately waved her hand and said: "It's boring, it's boring, your face has never changed for thousands of years, I was thinking that saying these words would make you blush."

Shenyin encouraged: "You continue to practice and practice."

Although Fairy Qinghong doesn't have a master in her mouth, she is very diligent in her cultivation. There are very few female fairies in the cultivation world, and there are even fewer who can cultivate to the Tao, and none of them should be underestimated.

Her foundation is mediocre, that is, only dual spiritual roots, but this person's talent is very good, and she comprehends Dao very quickly. Although her cultivation level is close, her understanding of Dao is much higher than that of her peers.

Unlike other elders, she more or less became famous in one battle. She hardly argues with others.

Chatting with Qinghong one after another, there was a loud bell ringing outside Liuyun Palace.

The bell struck three times, solemn and solemn, and the Sanskrit sound could still be heard in the dark.

The disciple guarding the gate shouted: "The mortal winners of this year-"

Those mortal children, one after another, were all dressed in white, with some powder applied on their faces, which couldn't be seen unless one looked carefully.The children filed in one by one.

Shenyin complained in her heart, this is not choosing an apprentice, this is choosing a concubine.

When a mortal child entered the door, the elders picked it up, stopped talking one by one, and looked at it carefully with expressionless faces, and then transmitted voices to each other.

Shenyin also received a voice transmission from Qinghong.

"The kid standing at the end is so pretty!"

Shenyin thought about how beautiful it would be for a mortal child with unopened spiritual roots and unremoved turbid qi, but when he looked towards the end, he felt his heart jumping suddenly, and he couldn't move his eyes away.

This man really seemed to suit his liking. His long black hair was tied with a red hair rope, and a high ponytail was tied behind his head.

His eyebrows and eyes are as gorgeous as peach blossoms, but because they haven't bloomed, there is a childishness in the beauty, which only makes people feel pure and lustful.

His eyelids were drooping, his chin was slightly raised, he looked impatient to let others look at him like a monkey, but he pretended to be obedient and obedient.

"It's just a little older." Qinghong sighed again.

"If he was a little younger, I would take him as an apprentice, but he is too old, even if he opens his spiritual root, it will be difficult to improve his cultivation." Qinghong looked at the last place unwillingly, obviously A child who is taller than everyone else.

The world of comprehension is so cruel.

You opened your spiritual root a few years late, no matter how good your talent and understanding are, if you miss the best time, you will spend decades, or even hundreds of years, catching up with others.

Therefore, the elders present here are all amazed at first glance, but it is regrettable to count them down.

Shenyin looked at the child standing at the end, and he also felt regretful, but he also felt that what if it was a few years late, if you missed it, you missed it, and it is useless to regret it, but as long as you let him step on it After entering cultivation, even if he is ten years late, he can still overwhelm those peers.

Shenyin was like this 700 years ago, confident and very stupid. 700 years later, he is still stupid, but he does not show his stupidity to the outside world.

The children standing in the hall were almost selected, and there were a few children with good spiritual roots, who were fought by several elders. These elders compared each other, and in the end it turned into scolding. ugly.

Elder Ming, who practiced swordsmanship, said: "The sword must be extremely sharp to kill people. What kind of fists and embroidered legs are you two practicing? Can you beat people? Don't delay this good seed!"

Elder Ji, who practiced Kuaijian, said: "I'll fuck you, what's the use of being sharp, you can't even touch the corner of my clothes, how can you hurt me, you will brag all day long."

Elder Gui, who practiced cunning swordsmanship, said: "You two are useless, but my swordsmanship is the most suitable for actual combat."

Elder Ming snorted, and scolded Elder Gui, "You don't dare to be upright in the way of the broken sword, and you are worthy of my sword. I think you are the mouse in the gutter, and you can't see others' kindness."

A few elders fought verbally, that was a wonderful event.

Shenyin touched her forehead straight up, and Qinghong next to her wanted to make them fight, so she almost had a plate of spiritual fruit in her hand.

Such scenes often happen, because what they want to practice in the way of the sword is to point directly at their heart. Only by believing in their heart can they achieve their own way of swordsmanship. Therefore, every sword repairer is extremely confident and feels that the way of the sword he cultivates is the best. Neither is slag.

Headmaster Xiao Wushuang couldn't stand it anymore, so he stopped these elders who were getting worse and worse.