Taoist Quick Wear

"It's the Si family's clan meeting again, I don't know who comes first this time!"

When Si Qingyu heard this, he curled his lips indifferently, "Of course it's me."

"I think it must be the Seventh Young Master."

Si Qingyu snorted coldly, "Haha, Si Qingyan, the Seventh Young Master, what's so great about him?" It's just that his talent is slightly better than ordinary people.

"Seventh Young Master is the most outstanding among the younger generation. He has already become a Sword Master at a young age. His future is limitless!"

Si Qingyu was slightly startled. What Sword Master? Are you kidding me?

Swordsman, sword master, sword lord, sword king, sword emperor, sword emperor, sword master.

There are seven levels in total, but no one in the world has broken through to the legendary Sword Saint realm, and even Sword Emperors are very few. It is quite difficult to have a Sword Emperor sitting in charge.

In her previous life, Si Qingyan was still just a swordsman at this time, right?

These people must have misunderstood the message.

That's right, Si Qingyu was reborn.

In fact, this is the second rebirth.

Originally, he was just an ordinary high school student who was addicted to fantasy novels and traveled to Wanjian Continent. He was an ordinary little swordsman in the Si family, one of the nine families of swordsmanship.

Although his qualifications were mediocre, he was not treated unfairly by his family. He broke through step by step and became the sword king. Later, the Si family was attacked by unknown persons and the entire clan was wiped out. Si Qingyu happened to be practicing outside and escaped the disaster.

The seventh son, who had high hopes, disappeared while exploring a secret realm and was never heard from again. Si Qingyu changed his appearance and worked tirelessly to track down the real culprit, only to discover that his enemy was a spy lurking from another continent. Although his cultivation was not bad, it was not enough to take revenge. Instead, he was discovered by his enemies and chased to death.

Unexpectedly, he was reborn again.

Three months ago, he cried with joy when he found out that he had returned. After studying hard and practicing hard, he finally made a breakthrough from swordsman to peak swordsman, and was only one step away from becoming a sword master.

His physique cannot withstand a rapid breakthrough in cultivation in a short period of time. If he can get the Dragon Tiger Chalcedony Pill, the reward for first place in the clan competition, to refine the impurities in his body and increase his physical strength, he will definitely be able to continue to make breakthroughs.

As for the first place in the clan competition, let him, who has cultivated to the Sword King realm, fight with children, isn't it just like picking something out of a bag?

It seemed that the Seventh Young Master took first place last time, but the Seventh Young Master is the son of the clan leader and is not short of elixirs. When the time comes, he will be compensated with a good swordsmanship.

After Si Qingyu fell into his thoughts, he suddenly noticed that the crowd was looking in the same direction at the same time.

He also turned around and saw Si Qingyan, the Seventh Young Master, again.

Dressed in white as snow, carrying a long sword on his back, with an indifferent expression, and his long hair tied up by a jade crown, he looked like an immortal in the world, extremely handsome.

Whenever I see this face, I can’t help but sigh, he’s so damn handsome! Why don't I have this handsome face?

And Si Qingyan seemed to be much more handsome than he remembered.

Si Qingyu felt sour from the bottom of his heart.

Si Qingyan turned around and found a young man staring at him with lemon eyes.

He looks only sixteen or seventeen years old. In fact, his soul is older than that, but he is still under a hundred years old. In Si Qingyan's eyes, he is still like a child. Nirvana destiny, good character, can be made.

Si Qingyu smiled subconsciously.

After laughing, I started to feel annoyed again. Why did I giggle?

In fact, when he was young, he also regarded the Seventh Young Master as his idol. Later, when he got older and became a figure himself, he began to feel annoyed. Why did he think that he was the most powerful when he was young?

Soon the competition began. Si Qingyan and Si Qingyu each defeated their opponents and finally competed for first place on the stage.

"Who is this Si Qingyu? He has an ordinary appearance, but he can compete with the Seventh Young Master for first place?"

"Every time, the Seventh Young Master would use the competition to point out his opponent. Si Qingyu defeated the enemy with one sword. Neither of them could tell the difference, and they didn't know who would win and who would lose."

"I think it's the Seventh Young Master."

"I think so too."

During the battle, Si Qingyu heard the onlookers talking and almost vomited blood.

What's so ordinary, I'm just too handsome to look at?

Could it be that because the Seventh Young Master is more handsome than me, he has a greater chance of winning? These people who only care about their appearance are really superficial!

The two of them drew their swords at the same time, and Si Qingyu's originally relaxed expression gradually became serious, damn it! Why is the Seventh Young Master's swordsmanship so powerful? And it felt like the other party didn’t use all his strength! Why is this happening?

I have been reborn, but the Seventh Young Master is not yet twenty this year. Could he be a monster?

Si Qingyu was heartbroken because he didn't want to expose his true level to too many people. Although he regretted the reward of being first in the competition, he still admitted defeat.

Others didn't see anything, they just felt that the two men's swordsmanship was unfathomable, far exceeding that of their peers at this age.

Soon, Si Qingyu, who had always been ordinary, was taken for testing to see if his body had been taken over by someone else.

Si Qingyan received the reward, and the youths in the tribe all looked at her with admiration and admiration.

"The sword is endless, let me encourage you all!" Si Qingyan cupped her fists and saluted.

"Seventh Young Master! You will definitely become the legendary Sword Master!" A child of five or six years old shouted loudly.

When Si Qingyu heard this, he wanted to laugh a little at first, but when he realized that he could not defeat Si Qingyan, his smile gradually disappeared.

In fact, what this kid said makes some sense.

Hey, I must remind the Seventh Young Master not to go to that secret realm.

We must also find ways to avoid the disaster of genocide.

Some people have an epiphany and then make rapid progress. Although they are rare, they do exist. Some legends who are famous in the mainland are also lost to the public when they are young and young. Perhaps Si Qingyu is such a person.

That night, Si Qingyu, who successfully passed the family test, asked to see Si Qingyan on the pretext of discussing Taoism.

"Seventh Young Master, have you really broken through to become a Sword Lord?"

A hint of sword intent appeared between Si Qingyan's fingers.

If you comprehend the sword intent, you can break through to become a Sword Lord.

Si Qingyu had never seen such a state of mind, and he was inevitably a little obsessed.

What kind of sword intent is this?

It is obviously very pure, but it also contains a profound Tao rhyme.

The state of life and death, the state of destruction, and a vague sense of time, which makes people tremble.

"Brother, do you have any questions when you come here? You don't have to call me the Seventh Young Master, just call me Brother Seven."

Si Qingyu thought to himself, I am already a mature and steady Sword Emperor, how can I call him a teenager Brother Seven?

"Seventh Brother, what kind of sword intent is this?" Si Qingyu was really curious.

"I gave it a name, called Wei Guang, which has some attributes."

"So that's it, it's really wonderful..."

Si Qingyu looked at it and couldn't help but be fascinated.

This sword intent is so beautiful.

If I can also comprehend this kind of sword intent, wouldn't it be easy to break through and become a sword saint?

"You already have sword intent, you can take a look, but don't be led astray. The best is what suits you." Si Qingyan warned.

His sword intent is too profound for Si Qingyu. On the surface, it seems easy to comprehend, but in fact, it is impossible to touch the surface.

"Thank you, brother Qi."

"Will you go out for training next?" Si Qingyu felt that the seventh son was so talented that he couldn't die, so he had to keep an eye on him first.

"I'm going to the Sword Palace soon, do you want to go with me?"

The Sword Palace is the strongest sect in the Wanjian Continent.

As a direct descendant of the Si family of the sword, Si Qingyan entered the sect as a true disciple.

"No, I plan to train outside for a while before going to the Sword Palace."

Although the sect is good, it is not suitable for Si Qingyu now. He remembers many secret realms and many opportunities, and he can find the part that suits him, quickly improve his strength, and expose the spies.

So that the cultivation forces of Wanjian Continent know that Yunteng Continent across the sea has been planning to invade here, and has sent many people to lurk in the major forces of Wanjian Continent, mainly to harm the young geniuses of Wanjian Continent.

"This pill is for you, I can't use it." Si Qingyan gave the first prize of the competition to Si Qingyu.

"Seventh brother..."

Si Qingyu was very moved.

This pill is very precious.

It can be taken out by the family as the first prize. Even the Sword King can't ask for it outside.

But Si Qingyan took it out and gave it to him casually.

"I was born with a Taoist body." Si Qingyan explained when he saw that this young man who had been reborn was so easily moved.

Si Qingyu choked in his heart and gradually became autistic.

"Seventh brother, I got some swordsmanship by chance. I copied it down and gave it to you another day."

"Then I won't be polite." Si Qingyan smiled and sent Si Qingyu out.

Every two days, Si Qingyu gave Si Qingyan the copied swordsmanship.

This was a great trust, because Si Qingyu could not explain his origins.

Not long after, Si Qingyan was taken to the Sword Palace by the Sword Palace messenger to participate in the entrance trial and successfully won the first place in the entrance disciple.

Three months later, he successfully won the first place in the five-year small competition.

More and more people paid attention to him, and vaguely provoked other talented disciples in the sect to fight with him.

However, Si Qingyan could always eliminate the fight invisibly.

The Shenglong Club, which was held every twenty years, was held again, and the whole continent was boiling for it.

Young people under the age of thirty can participate in the Shenglong Fight. In the end, there will be ten people whose names will be left on the Shenglong Monument for the world to admire, and they will also get the opportunity to enter the secret realm for cultivation.

During this period, Si Qingyan successfully convinced many geniuses of the same generation in the Sword Palace and became the Saint of the Sword Palace. He was also a hot figure to win the Shenglong Club this time.

There are not only sword cultivators in the Wanjian Continent, but also some others, whose combat power is not weak. Some of them have made a great reputation and are regarded as strong competitors of the Sword Palace Saint Si Qingyan.

Si Qingyu also participated in this Shenglong meeting.

Now he is no longer the boy who was defeated by the sword of the Seventh Young Master.

He has become the Sword King, integrating what he learned in the previous life, and has superb combat power.

No matter how outstanding the Seventh Young Master's talent is, he will defeat the Seventh Young Master in the Shenglong Meeting!

It feels good to think about it.

It will definitely surprise everyone.

However, Si Qingyu suddenly remembered a detail. Did the Seventh Young Master become the Son of the Sword Palace in his previous life?

It seems that he is one of the popular candidates for the Son of the Sword, but before it is completely confirmed, he disappeared in the process of exploring the secret realm, and his life or death is unknown.

It seems that the powerful swordsmanship I gave him allowed him to successfully survive the inevitable death and become the Son of the Sword Palace.

Thinking of this, Si Qingyu felt happy.

Living one more life, after all, he has more background than others.

He is confident that he can suppress his peers with his sword and engrave his name on the top line of the Shenglong Monument!

Soon, the battle began.

When Si Qingyu defeated his opponent easily, he was also paying attention to Si Qingyan's fighting process.

He found that the Seventh Young Master was still instructing others during the battle as before. Even if he was defeated by him, he couldn't get angry. Instead, he was grateful for his guidance.

Si Qingyu watched for a long time, but still didn't see anything new. He could do these, but he didn't have such good patience. With so many opponents, how long would it take to instruct them one by one? If someone else did this, he would definitely think it was hypocritical and all for a good reputation. But Si Qingyan no longer needed that, just sincere guidance.

Although Si Qingyu couldn't do it, he admired her.

Every time Si Qingyan pointed out the most critical points, and let the opponent fully realize his biggest shortcomings and defects, so that those people could avoid many detours.

Si Qingyu watched for a long time, and felt that Si Qingyan was unfathomable and a strong opponent. He was very familiar with the sword. The long sword in his hand was as easy to use as an arm, which had become an instinct.

How high his specific realm in the sword was, it was impossible to tell.

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