Section 239

The view is full of verdant green.

The Qiongyuan Sect is located in the extremely cold land of the northern region, and the sword peak is even higher than the clouds. The temperature on the top of the peak is cold, and the frost sword is sharp. The cold sea is like a bone-scraping sea. However, this bamboo sea is still full of vitality. Perhaps it is the result of the Qiongyuan Sect's many years of sword power, like a sword that soars straight into the sky.

The sun shines down from these interlaced "sword edges". Yuan Buwei, who is lying in the bamboo forest to bask in the sun, turns over very skillfully, basking in the front and the back.

At this time, he suddenly sensed a breath approaching rapidly, so he gently opened his eyes, stood up and looked at the person who came.

He was wearing a green cloth robe, with a heroic and calm demeanor. His sword power was good at embracing everything in the world, as if it were one body, and it was incredibly heavy. It was the original master, the leader of the Qiongyuan Sect, and the "Guiyuan Sword".

This was the first time Yuan Buwei had seen this person.

When Yuan Buwei looked over, Qi Xu was also looking at this closed disciple whom he hadn't seen for a while.

His breath was weak, and his face was three times paler than the white clothes, but he didn't look weak. His pupils were dark, and sharp and deep sword light seemed to flicker in his eyes.

——It seemed that he was always comprehending the sword art of this world.

This made Qi Xu's eyes appear surprised.

Although the two were master and apprentice, Qi Xu gave a lot of guidance to this closed disciple in the first few years. When "Yue Chen" showed extraordinary talent and made rapid progress, this guidance became less and less. Until he entered the Tongxuan realm, although he was not as strong as Qi Xu, his realm was already comparable, and he had embarked on his own road, so he didn't need Qi Xu to continue to guide him.

The road to the Tongshen realm depends on each person.

Therefore, in the past few years, Qi Xu has let this disciple go his own way, letting him go around to hone his skills and find the way forward in the sword. If he can gain something, maybe they can communicate with each other and become friends.

Yue Chen is not as cheerful and outgoing as Shi Yifei. Instead, he is silent and introverted. He devotes himself to the sword and seems to be very ruthless in terms of human affairs. Unless he asks for advice on cultivation, he will not take the initiative to find this master to waste time to build relationships. As the leader of a sect, Qi Xu has to take care of the affairs of the sect in addition to cultivation. If the disciple does not look for him, he will not look for the disciple for no reason.

Therefore, the two have not met many times in the past few years, unless it is an important occasion such as the sword competition.

The last time he saw this disciple, the other party was seriously injured and dying, and had already fallen into a coma. When he saw him again this time, Qi Xu did not see anything wrong, but felt that the sharp and cold sword energy around him had dissipated a lot. It did not seem to dissipate because of the serious injury, but more like it changed from extroversion to introversion. It was as if the magic weapon was hidden in the sheath, restraining all the sharpness and sword light.

But its essence has not changed, the magic weapon is still a magic weapon.

However, after a face-to-face encounter, Qi Xu's doubts were mostly dispelled. Although it seemed that most of his cultivation was wasted, this disciple gave him the feeling that he was three points more dangerous than before, which showed that his worries were unnecessary.

A relieved smile appeared on his face.

"Xiao Yue, I just came out of retreat and heard that you have made a great contribution to the sect, and the sect praised you..." Qi Xu did not send out his spiritual sense to scan the attic not far away. After all, it was the disciple's private residence. He spoke calmly and reservedly, "Especially the magic of the magic sword, which can nourish the natal spirit sword. I wonder if you can let me learn more about it?"

Yuan Buwei looked at him and saw the inexplicable expectation in his eyes.

He nodded gently.

... After confirming the eye contact, it was a new tool man:).

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When the elders who were summoned to the main peak found that the master had not returned yet, they were very puzzled.

... He said that he was just worried about the young people's mischief and worried about everyone's natal spirit sword, so he went to take care of it? Why did he go and never come back? ? ?

Seeing that Qi Xu had not returned yet, the elders also had their own things to do. After a moment of silence, they looked at each other and coughed lightly.

"... I'm going to make pills." "I also have to supervise the disciples' morning classes." "I got a sword manual first..."

The elders dispersed and left the main peak by different routes, and they were in a hurry, as if they all had important things to do.

Half a minute later, these elders who were scattered and said they were going to make pills, supervise morning classes, and practice swords met in front of the bamboo sea.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Who told the sword spirit to nurture a limited number of swords every day? Everyone had to line up to get a number, first come first served. If they hadn't been summoned by the sect master early, they would have been ready to entrust their own spirit swords here to nurture, but they just received the sect master's summons first.

Because they wasted time on the main peak, they told a white lie at the same time, hoping that others would relax their vigilance and take the opportunity to come here first.

Unexpectedly, heroes think alike.

Everyone looked at each other, smiled as if nothing had happened, and then suddenly looked forward.

The sect master who had never returned hurriedly walked out of the attic with a very complicated expression on his face. Indescribable shock, ecstasy, sorrow and distress intertwined.

His spirit sword seemed to be gone.

——He was happy because he saw the hope of upgrading his own natal spirit sword to a divine sword, but he was worried because he had a premonition that he might lose everything and become like those disciples who were obsessed with their missions not long ago.

——Where to find enough resources?

——Otherwise, go to a foreign land to grab another wave?

Qi Xu was frowning in thought when his steps suddenly stopped when he saw a group of elders standing not far in front of him, looking at him with extremely complicated expressions.

Everyone's mood is indeed extremely complicated.

Qi Xu summoned everyone through a message before, but he left midway and never returned. Did you agree that you were just going to take care of the young man to prevent him from misbehaving? As a result, even the natal spiritual sword was no longer taken care of...

They had reason to suspect that the sect leader had deliberately left them hanging on the main peak and jumped in the queue himself? ? ?

...I never expected that you would be such a sect master!

Qi Xu didn't quite understand why the elders all looked so sad, as if their faith had collapsed.

He said hello to everyone and said with a smile: "Don't worry, everyone. I have experienced it myself just now. This boy Yuechen has really made some tricks. The skill of the Divine Sword Yunjian is indeed Not ordinary.”

The elders looked at him with more complicated expressions.

At this time, a burst of steaming aroma faintly came from the attic, as if it was not time to start dinner. The disciples of Qiong Yuan Sect turned into takeaways and brought him too many delicacies, so he would often only keep a few of his favorites.

And those are almost the pinnacle of worldly delicacies.

Ruoyouruowu's aroma wafted out from the attic, and everyone present had keen senses and smelled it instantly.

"Is this the intention brought by those disciples?" Qi Xu's face showed no trace of the previous displeasure. Instead, he smiled happily and nodded repeatedly, "Elder brother has no secrets and helps junior brothers and sisters practice. Junior brothers and sisters You know how to repay your kindness, and you are dedicated to your senior brother. You are worthy of being a disciple of my Qiongyuan Sect!”

As he said this, he gently sniffed the aroma, the smile on his face became brighter and his tone was gentle.

"However, after two months of seclusion, the disciples have made some progress, and I am very pleased. The most important thing in swordsmanship practice is the mind. You can see from this food that they are not perfunctory, and their intentions are very sincere... Look, it smells really good."

The elders thought about how the sect leader had been so angry before, blaming his disciples for not doing their jobs properly, and seeing his smiling face now, they couldn't help but nod:

"Yes, it smells delicious!"

Chapter 197 Sword God 10

For sword cultivators, the natal spiritual sword is almost equivalent to the half body, and is probably more important in their hearts than their Taoist companions - if they have a Taoist companion.

Now, there is an opportunity to improve the natal spiritual sword and improve one's own strength. Who would be willing to miss it? $$think$$Rabbit$$ is on $$line$$read$$read$Even the leader of Qiong Yuan Xing’s top sect, Qiong Yuan Sect, and one of the top Tongxuan strongmen in the world today, Qi Xu, who is known as the “Gui Yuan Sword”, is still struggling with this little goblin’s natal spiritual sword. Fell under the temptation.

Then‌, he was emptied of all his wealth. The head of a dignified sect actually wanted to sell his coolies and scavenge resources in order to earn gold to support his own spiritual sword Orz.

The gain from the krypton gold was undoubtedly huge. In just a few days, Qi Xu noticed that his natal spiritual sword was gradually transforming. It used to be only a vague instinctive consciousness, but it seemed to gradually take possession of itself.

He saw the hope of turning his natal spiritual sword into a divine sword.

This surprised Qi Xu.

With the sect leader "leading by example", the most conservative and stubborn elders of Qiongyuan Sect couldn't help but be shaken. After they couldn't help but give it a try, they couldn't help shouting "Krypton gold is really fragrant" .

The entire Qiongyuan Sect has fallen into the cycle of "cultivation, experience, earning resources, contribution points, and krypton gold to raise the spiritual sword", and the style of painting from top to bottom is wrong.

Under such circumstances, the improvement in strength of ordinary disciples is not very obvious. The talents of true disciples such as Shi Yifei are far superior to ordinary people, and their progress in cultivation is particularly outstanding.

——This made them full of confidence in the upcoming sword competition, so they were even more motivated.

On this day, when Shi Yifei returned from training outside the mountain gate, he came to the bamboo sea again. The scene that appeared in front of him really surprised him.

In front of the quiet attic, I saw the young man in white sitting there lazily basking in the sun as usual. He had an open book of exercises lying across his knees, and his slender fingers gently stroked the pages. Just like stroking the hair of a lover, there is an indescribable look.

Just beside the bamboo forest beside him, a long and narrow sword was suspended in the air, flying up and down. As if an invisible hand is holding the hilt of the sword, starting from the most basic sword styles, stabbing, prodding, poking, teasing... there are endless sword skills one after another, so the long sword hanging in mid-air looks like He was really held in someone's hand, and he was practicing the most basic sword postures seriously.

It's just that this invisible "sword master" seems to be still in the initial stage of swordsmanship, and he will make mistakes from time to time.

Yuan Buwei on the side didn't even raise his head, as if he had taken everything into account, and would only speak out when the divine sword made a mistake. His words were concise and concise, but they often hit the point, pointing directly to the essence of the sword, causing the divine sword to tremble slightly from time to time, as if he was touched.

As time went by, the swordsmanship improved rapidly.

In this way, Shenjian was practicing swordsmanship beside him, not only giving advice from time to time, he was enjoying himself very much.

"......?" Shi Yifei looked at the harmonious scene of man and sword in confusion, feeling something was wrong, "Big Brother, is this... a new way of controlling the sword?"

He could clearly sense that the sword was not controlled by Big Brother's mind, but was practicing swordsmanship on its own!

Yuan Buwei casually closed the martial arts book on his knees, raised his head calmly, and glanced at the side: "Oh, are you talking about this? I'm teaching the sword spirit of the divine sword to learn swordsmanship."

Shi Yifei: "???"

"As a mature sword spirit, it is necessary to master a profound sword technique, so that when the sword master loses his combat effectiveness, he can protect the sword master well."

Shi Yifei: "????"

...You have to learn to contain and maintain the sword, and master profound swordsmanship. It turns out that a mature sword spirit needs to do so much?

——Wait, contain the sword, maintain the sword, and practice the sword. In the past, weren't these all necessary homework for every sword cultivator? As for the sword spirit of the natal sword, it only needs to be nurtured and enjoy the fun of winning without doing anything.

Looking at the sword that was practicing hard, and then looking at Yuan Buwei who was lying next to him waiting for the protection of the sword, Shi Yifei's expression became strange.