Palace Master's Road to Unification

Hanzhi has walked this road countless times. When she was young, her master held her hand and led her into the Qingnvzong, and she has been living here since then. From the moment she worshiped Fengdu as her teacher, her life has been It has nothing to do with the word "easy".

Feng Du is a strict person, not only to himself, but also to his disciples. Han Zhi's unsmiling appearance was also formed under the pressure of Feng Du. There are too many eyes on her, and she must do her best to meet these expectations.

Every night in the dead of night, she practiced the Qingnvjue over and over again in the sword field, because at this time her heart was the quietest and she knew what she wanted. She was most relaxed when practicing the Qingnvjue, perhaps Because of the combination of the system and the martial arts, learning the sword is a tiring task, but every time she holds the sword and practices the Qingnv Jue, she feels never relaxed, so she starts to practice desperately.

Her teachers and teachers all saw her progress, and the approval in their eyes was undisguised, and a different kind of satisfaction rose in Han Zhi's heart, but this kind of emotion was eating away at her little by little.

The previous hard training was to live up to the master's cultivation, but now, she wants to do what she has never done before.

The record of the fastest practice of Qingnvzong in the past is that an ancestor practiced it at the age of 25, and if she wants to be the best, she must break through the achievements of her ancestors and break through the tenth level of Qingnvzong before the age of 25 .

After she made up her mind, her life became more busy. During the day, she had to help her master study and deal with the affairs of the sect, and at night she studied harder and practiced harder. Whenever she practiced until late at night, her uncle Fengming would always ask He came to look for her with a snack, fearing that she would be hungry, and told her to rest early, and then sat aside and watched her practice sword all night.

When Han Zhi was ten years old, Feng Du brought back a girl from outside. Since then, Han Zhi also had a junior sister. With such a worry-free appearance, when she is improving herself and learning to handle the affairs of the sect, she has to take care of this troublesome junior sister, because this is her unshirkable responsibility as a senior sister, and Ji Meier is therefore extraordinarily important. cling to her.

This kind of life lasted for six years. At this time, Han Zhi had already broken through the seventh stage of the Young Girl Art. a variable.

Her junior sister, Ji Meier, has learned the eighth step of the Young Girl Art.

One step faster than her, this is undoubtedly a blow to Han Zhi.

A different kind of emotion rose in her heart, the hand holding the sword kept trembling, what was she holding the sword for now?

At the age of 16, she broke through the seventh stage of the Young Girl Art, which had never happened before in the Young Girl Sect. Han Zhi enjoyed the admiration of her junior sisters and the admiration of her elders, but at this time, there was someone more talented than her. people appeared.

Han Zhi asked Ji Meier: "When did you learn it?" She tried to say this sentence as smoothly as possible, so that the other party would not hear anything wrong.

Ji Meier smiled and replied: "I haven't practiced it completely yet, I just got a glimpse of it, but Senior Sister, you lost to me this time."

Han Zhi's expression gradually turned cold: "Since that's the case, you should practice hard and don't embarrass Master."

"Stop, Guangyao sect is your business, I will not bear this important task."

Ji Meier is most afraid of these troublesome things. She is afraid that Han Zhi will miss her again after seeing her improvement in martial arts. Afraid of this kind of bondage, it is better to be free.

"Senior Sister, we haven't gone down the mountain together for a long time, and I just made a breakthrough, why don't we go down the mountain to celebrate?"

Han Zhi frowned, Ji Meier's undisciplined attitude made her extremely uncomfortable: "You go by yourself, next month Master will host a banquet for the Master of Qiushui Palace, I don't have time."

Ji Meier shook her head, dissatisfied: "Senior sister is really changeable."

He obviously agreed before that when he breaks through, he will go out with her to play.

Han Zhi's mood was complicated, and when she practiced the Qingnv Jue, she lost the sense of relaxation she used to have. She only felt that the sword in her hand was getting heavier and heavier, and that elegant and agile sword technique could no longer be used. She was full of Ji Meier's breakthrough. The eighth level, but my daily hard training is still at the seventh level, and I am trapped here and cannot move an inch.

A month later, Feng Du held a banquet in the sect for Ruan Qiushui, the lord of Qiushui Palace. As Feng Du's direct disciple, Han Zhi naturally wanted to entertain him.

"You are Han Zhi? That's right, Sect Master Feng is really envious of others for being such an excellent disciple."

"She's not mature yet, and Han Zhi hasn't seen Palace Master Qiushui soon."

Ruan Qiushui and Feng Du greet each other, and Han Zhi stands behind Feng Du.

Han Zhi saluted slightly: "The Palace Mistress is absurd."

Ruan Qiushui covered her lips and smiled, with malicious intentions in her eyes: "Ziheng, haven't you always been interested in the martial arts of the Qingnvzong, why don't you come and compete with Hanzhi?"

Standing behind Ruan Qiushui was a woman in purple. She was tall and tall, and her expression was as cold as frost, like a red plum blossom in snowfall.

I saw her lightly purse her red lips, and said lightly: "Yes."

Han Zhi's heart moved, and she subconsciously wanted to agree, but considering her current state, she was afraid that she would suffer a disastrous defeat, but under the eyes of everyone, she couldn't refuse, moved her lips, and finally walked out with her sword.

And the outcome of this contest was as Han Zhi expected, losing.

Han Zhi fell to the ground, the sword in her hand was picked up by Ziheng's Xueqing sword, she didn't know where it landed, she lowered her head, she didn't dare to look at other people, many disciples of Qingnvzong were watching, She suffered a crushing defeat in front of her disciples.

Holding the Xueqing sword in her hand, Zi Heng looked down at Han Zhi proudly: "The successor of Qing Nu Jue? That's all."

Han Zhi clenched her hands tightly, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Ziheng's voice was cold, and his words were even more ruthless: "Impatient and unstable, this state will be stepped on by these disciples sooner or later. If you maintain this mentality, I advise you to give up as soon as possible."

"It's my skills that are inferior to others, I admit defeat."

"You are fine, but your heart is not on the sword."

Han Zhi raised her head and looked up at the person who defeated her. This person was very strong, even if she was in her best state, she might not be able to win. Something seemed to be moving slowly in her heart.

"Don't let yourself down."

Han Zhi's gloomy eyes lit up slightly.

"what for?"

"Don't you even understand this? You have a talent that others don't have, but you give up on yourself. Don't you feel sorry for yourself?"

After saying this, Ziheng turned around and left without looking at anyone.

Han Zhi stared at Ziheng's back, did she give up on herself?

Ah……

It seems that I have been really miserable for a while.

There was no emotion on Feng Du's face, but her words revealed her displeasure: "Ling Pai is indeed able to produce many people, but the rules are not very good."

Ruan Qiushui was complacent: "Sect Master Feng was joking, Ziheng is just an ordinary disciple of Qiushui Palace, as for the rules, she has never cared about them."

"Hanzhi, you step back first, as a teacher, I have other matters to discuss with Palace Master Qiushui."

"Yes."

Han Zhi stood up and retreated silently.

She thought a lot along the way, Ziheng's words reminded her a lot, and she kept reflecting on her recent self, which was really terrible, just because her junior sister surpassed her, she was really ashamed of her master's teaching.

After Ruan Qiushui left, Feng Du called Han Zhi into the alchemy room to talk with her.

"What do you think of the disciple who competed with you?"

Han Zhi thought for a while: "In the future, I will become a leader in martial arts and have a place in the world."

Feng Du asked again: "Then what do you think of yourself?"

"Disciple..." Han Zhi lowered her head.

Feng Du said in a serious tone: "Han Zhi, you are the successor of the master, and you will inherit the position of suzerain in the future. This is the difference between you and Ziheng. Although she defeated you today, she is just an ordinary girl from Qiushui Palace. Disciple, if you do something in the future, you will only be a messenger, you will not be a palace master, but you will lead the entire Qingnvzong to roam the rivers and lakes in the future, it is definitely not comparable to this person."

What Feng only wants is a qualified heir, a momentary failure doesn't matter, what she wants is Han Zhi's loyalty to the Qing Nu Sect.

"The disciple understands, and will never be discouraged by this battle."

"Go."

Ji Meier did not attend the banquet for the Qiushui Palace. With her senior sister present, she was not needed to support the master. She was bored, so she went down the mountain to eat, drink and have fun. When she came back, she was shocked to hear about Hanzhi's battle with Ziheng. , She was so scared that she ran over to comfort her senior sister.

It's a pity that she was one step late, at this time Han Zhi had already sorted out her emotions.

When Ji Meier found Han Zhi, Han Zhi was practicing the Young Girl Art in the sword field, thinking about how to start without embarrassment: "Senior sister, you just lost a game, why bother to make things difficult for yourself?"

According to how strict the senior sister is with herself, she must be embarrassing herself here because she failed in the competition.

Han Zhi's sword moves did not stop, and after this battle, she felt that the bottleneck was a little loose: "If you came to see my joke, then you can leave."

"I'm afraid that my senior sister is in a bad mood. I've already learned something, my junior sister. Do you need me to give my senior sister some advice?"

Ji Meier originally meant to help Han Zhi divert her attention, so she said it half-jokingly, but in Han Zhi's eyes, she didn't mean that.

Han Zhi paused, murderous aura instantly enveloped her body, and the next moment forcibly pressed it back.

Han Zhi's voice was cold: "Junior Sister was joking, it won't be too late to give me advice when you have completely practiced the Young Girl Art."

"Forget it. When I practice the Young Girl Art, my senior sister will also succeed in it. How about this, when I can use the Young Girl Art freely, I will first defeat that person for the senior sister, so as to relieve the anger in the senior sister's heart."

In Han Zhi's eyes, Ji Meier's words were undoubtedly provocative, and the flame in her heart instantly ignited, sweeping her whole body.

"Junior Sister, you are too arrogant."

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I'd better polish it up tomorrow... Wangtian