Chapter 143

Tianjianzong, ye QingHan has been away for a year and a half. However, in this year, without the suppression of the prefectures, he has made rapid progress and quickly entered the vision of the kingdom. It seems that Qingyang Kingdom has received some news to vigorously support tianjianzong.

Today, the Tianjian sect is magnificent and expanded by about five times. There are nearly 10000 disciples, but there are only more than 300 disciples of the broken sword sect. However, their accomplishments are exquisite. They rank among thousands in the Tianjian sect. If they want to enter the broken sword sect, they need to be strictly assessed. Obviously, they can't rely on the relationship. There's no other reason, because the glory of the Tianjian sect is because of Ye QingHan.

In the early morning, at the Tianjian sect's martial arts show, nearly ten thousand young disciples were neat and uniform, practiced basic sword techniques, and their momentum was like a rainbow. Everyone's face was filled with excitement and glory.

The younger generation of Qingyang kingdom is proud to join Tianjian sect. Those who can come out of Tianjian sect will join the army of Qingyang Kingdom, at least as centurions!

The annual assessment just ended, 80% of the young people were eliminated, and only nearly 200 young disciples were accepted. Po Jianfeng took the top five. Even Zong Zhufeng couldn't compete for Po Jianfeng, which attracted the dissatisfaction of the other seven main peaks.

The refining peak has fallen. Except for a few young disciples who don't want to leave, they stick to the refining peak and hope to regain their glory one day. Unfortunately, the other hospitals are full of weeds, which is no longer like the main peak of Tianjian sect.

Outside the Tianjian sect, there was a stunned little guy on his knees. He looked only seven or eight years old. He was very tiger. He was wearing shabby clothes and had holes facing the sky. He looked like a Tujia doll coming out of a small gully, but he looked at the gate of Tianjian sect persistently and didn't want to leave for a long time.

"Little fellow, you leave quickly. Tianjian sect doesn't want waste. You can't even pass the examination of the first level. What are you doing here?" a young disciple looked at the tiger headed child kneeling for two days and still didn't want to leave. He couldn't help but take out two snow-white steamed buns and gave them to him. He said a word to remind him that even if he knelt and died here, Tianjian sect wouldn't accept him.

"Master, I don't have talent, but I can learn it slowly. People can learn it in an hour. I can always learn it in ten hours, two days or even a month. Please give me a chance." the child said seriously.

"I don't count. Your talent can't even open up the most basic sea of Qi. What way to build! Go, go, go down the mountain..." the boy was finally impatient and kept waving and scolding.

The child still didn't want to leave. He chewed the steamed bread and bowed his head.

Ye QingHan and ye Huang galloped from the void without alerting anyone. They were going to take away the alchemy furnace in the alchemy peak and left quietly, but looking at the persistent appearance of the child, they couldn't help but look at it curiously.

Shua!

With a slight flash, he appeared in front of the gate of Tianjian sect. Looking down at the child, he found that his talent was really general and not suitable for cultivation.

When the young disciple saw ye QingHan and ye Huang with his eyes closed, he was stunned, but he was frightened by the terrible breath on his body, so he bowed down and said, "I don't know why the elder came?"

Ye QingHan waved to him to step aside. He held the child up with his empty hand. There was no impurity in the child's pure eyes. It was quite lovely in addition to his talent.

"Why do you want to practice Taoism?" ye QingHan asked in a hoarse voice.

"My parents and people in the village were killed by bandits. I want revenge."

"After revenge? Do you still continue to practice Taoism?"

"Of course, Xiu, I want to be strong, kill all the bandits and protect mortals, master. Can you accept me as an apprentice?"

"Do you know your talent is very poor, and your enemy will die of old age before you open up the sea of Qi?" ye QingHan asked with an eyebrow.

"I can study very hard! I can chop firewood and cook, catch fish and cook soup. Master, please accept me as an apprentice. I can serve you. As long as you teach me how to open up the gas sea, I will succeed in opening up the gas sea. If I can't do it in a month, it will take two months. Diligence can make up for weakness."

Children are very serious and persistent.

"If I avenge you, kill your enemy, and give you some gold and a house, can you give up cultivating?" ye QingHan asked faintly.

"I still want to practice and help others." the child replied persistently.

Ye QingHan smiled coldly, his eyes glittered, and he had the idea of establishing his own sect.

There are many children like this on the owl meteorite. They are as smart as fools and have a firm mind. If they can be vigorously cultivated, a large number of powerful help will appear in more than ten years, which will be of great help to the later revenge.

"Master..." Ye Huang clutched ye QingHan's clothes, as if moved with compassion.

"Come with me."

When ye QingHan finished, he led Ye Huang's sales directly to Tianjian sect. The disciple behind him looked at the back of the vicissitudes of life and dared not stop him.

As soon as the child's eyes lit up, he rushed in with ye QingHan, never leaving. He was afraid of losing it.

Ye QingHan deliberately accelerated his speed. The child rushed up with his life, panting and tired. Finally, he supported him with his hands and feet and firm will.

Tianjian sect is nearly 100 meters high from the foot of the mountain and extremely steep. Even the disciples of Tianjian sect need some effort to climb up, but the child quickly followed up. Many wounds were knocked out on his body, with blood flowing. He didn't cry and say pain. His will is too much and too much stronger than his peers.

Ye QingHan smiled. He was very satisfied with this test. In the process of cultivating Taoism, talent is important, but the most important thing is will. Perseverance to the avenue. According to the historical records of countless years, many of the supreme strong have mediocre talent and appear stupid in the early stage. However, in the end, these people catch up with each other and become the eternal strong. Many of them are ranked in the realm of divine force!

"What's your name?" ye QingHan asked when he reached the top of the mountain.

"Back to master, my name is Tiewa." the child was excited and said loudly regardless of the blood on his hands.

"Don't call me Shifu. I just agree to take you with me. If I set up a sect in the future and let you be a worker, would you like to?" ye QingHan tried again.

"Oh..." the disappointed color on Tiewa's face was obvious, but she soon returned to normal, and hurriedly said, "as long as the master is willing to teach me how to open up the sea of Qi and be a worker, I'm willing to."

Ye QingHan nodded and said in a deep voice, "remember the answer you told me today. Practice for thousands of years. Don't forget your original heart. From today on, I will accept you as a registered disciple. Whether you can become a formal disciple depends on your nature."

Tiewa respectfully knelt down and knocked several heavy bangs, breaking her head and bleeding. The custom in some places is that the heavier the kowtow, the more respect it represents. It seems that Tiewa's respect for ye QingHan comes from the heart.

"Hee hee, I have a younger martial brother. Come and see the elder martial sister quickly." Ye Huang clapped his hands happily and his eyes trembled, but he still didn't dare to open them.

Tiewa kowtowed several loud heads to Ye Huang and skillfully called elder martial sister.

Ye Huang smiled like a flower. His little hand trembled. Several second-class pills appeared in his hand and handed them to Tiewa. He said softly, "follow elder martial sister later. This is a meeting gift."

Tiewa timidly looked at ye QingHan and wanted to reach for it, but she didn't dare to take it.

"She's your eldest martial sister. She gave it to you. Take it."

When ye QingHan finished, he turned to the gate of Tianjian sect again. As soon as he entered the gate, he looked at thousands of disciples in the martial arts field and practiced the basic sword skills of nine swords. It was a little momentum, but he lacked some essence and spirit. Only a few people could become talents.

At a glance, ye QingHan went to the refining peak without a genius who could make ye QingHan see it.

One big and two small, very strange, but that temperament and momentum far exceeded the powerful elders in the sect, leaving thousands of disciples standing on the spot and forgetting to practice.

The elder in Kuhai state was shocked and looked at ye QingHan incredibly. He rubbed his eyes hard for fear of recognizing the wrong person.

"It's elder martial brother ye QingHan!" I don't know who shouted, which made thousands of people in the martial arts arena boil and directly surrounded, with a look of worship and awe.

"See elder martial brother Ye!"

Many disciples were neat and uniform, bowed and said.

Ye QingHan's temperament takes people away. The jade tree faces the wind and is not angry. The people under pressure dare not move.

"Disciples of broken sword front meet elder martial brother!" a young strong man with wind like jade took the lead and led nearly 300 disciples to come forward and said excitedly.

How can they not know ye QingHan when they worship the broken sword? In the early days of burning blood territory, a knife cut off the legs of a horse like a ghost, leveled the prefectural palace with one move, shocked the momentum and suppressed thousands of troops. Who can compete? Qingyang kingdom not only did not retaliate against Tianjian sect, but strongly supported it because of this person!

Ye QingHan is their idol. How can you not be excited when you see an idol!

Ye QingHan has no emotion. He has no feelings for the broken sword blade. This time, he came to Tianjian sect mainly for the enlightenment lotus in the alchemy furnace and the iron tower.

"Well, keep practicing. I have something else to do." ye QingHan said coldly.

"Elder martial brother ye, teach us some moves!" Chen Luo, the elder martial brother of Po Jianfeng, asked excitedly.

"The move is in my heart. Why should I teach you?"

Ye QingHan was indifferent. He left a word and said to Ye Huang, "you wait for me here with iron baby. I'll get something and come back soon."

Shua!

Ye QingHan's figure flashed and went straight to the mountain behind the refining instrument peak.

Everyone in the martial arts arena forgot to practice and looked at Ye Huang with straight eyes. Although Ye Huang didn't open his eyes, he could confuse all spirits with this gorgeous face.

"Are you brother Ye's sister, Miss Mengxi?" Chen Luo asked curiously.

"Nonsense! Don't talk nonsense. Younger martial sister Mengxi should be only seven years old, and the fairy is at least fifteen years old. Do you still need to tell her identity when she has been with elder martial brother ye?" said a disciple who had stayed in Tianjian sect for at least three years.

Ye Huang pursed her lips. In addition to her trust in ye QingHan, she kept a certain degree of vigilance against others, not to mention those who had never lived.

"Come here, why are you still waiting? Move a chair for the fairy quickly and get some spiritual fruit." Lin Hong, a young man in those days, is now the Jiufeng senior brother of Tianjian sect. His cultivation is close to the five stars of the bitter sea. He is as dignified as the elder.