Chapter 38

Name:The Path Toward Heaven Author:Mao Ni
This disciple, Lin Yingliang, is Liu's ten year old classmate in class A. he also learns sword with Gu Han. He is also a disciple favored by two forgetting peaks.

I don't know whether he stood up to challenge Liu shisui at this time, was it the arrangement of two forgetting peaks, or whether he was angry that Liu shisui received too much attention.

"Elder martial brother Lin, please."

When Liu was ten years old, he held his fist and hung his flying sword in front of his hands. This is the gift of flat sword.

He was surprised by Lin Yingliang's active challenge, but he soon returned to calm, and there was no panic in his eyebrows.

Just like the original evaluation of Jing Jiu, the young man is smart and kind, with perseverance and persistence inconsistent with his age.

Such teenagers are rarely affected by changes in the outside world. The so-called sticking to their original heart is the same.

Liu was ten years old and stood more than ten feet apart from Lin Yingliang.

The stream flowed among the stones, making a sound.

A distance of more than ten feet is just the most effective attack range to defend a territory.

The little girl of the hanging bell sect stood on the edge of the cliff, opened her eyes and looked at the picture below, wondering who would win?

The answer will come soon. The sword battle of qingshanzong always starts as suddenly and ends as quickly.

There are two white lines on the stream.

Two sword lights lit up the cliff, and then suddenly disappeared.

Liu's 10-year-old flying sword stopped in front of Lin Yingliang, three inches from the center of his eyebrows.

Lin Yingliang's flying sword also stopped in front of Liu's ten-year-old body, about a foot.

The two flying swords seem to stop at the same time, but in the eyes of those Kendo masters between the cliffs, the difference is actually very obvious.

Liu's ten year old sword is half a point faster than the other party.

In daily life, half a minute is just less than the blink of an eye. The tea will not be cold and the fragrance will not be short.

But in the battle of kendo, half point is enough time to distinguish victory and defeat, even life and death.

Moreover, Liu's ten-year-old sword is closer than Lin Yingliang's sword.

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"That's it?"

The little girl of the hanging bell sect looked at the picture between the streams and said with wide eyes.

She often watches senior brothers and sisters compete in the door. If the two sides are in the same state, they often fight for a long time. It may even be difficult to tell the winner from early morning to dusk.

Who could have thought that the competition between the same sect of Qingshan sect was so simple and so fast, nothing else... But it looked really boring.

The young woman said, "the Castle Peak sect never pays attention to other tricks. It only cares about the speed and power of flying swords. The sword formulas in Jiufeng only use different Taoist methods to make articles in these two aspects. They are often killed with one blow in battle, which is very dangerous, so few people dare to provoke them."

The little girl said, "isn't it easy to get hurt by mistake? How do they practice swords? "

The young woman said, "yes, so the Qingshan sect rarely competes with each other. Occasionally, the competition should also be carried out under the supervision of the teacher. In addition, in addition to the sword bearing competition and sword testing competition, it is strictly forbidden to aim the sword at each other's body, and the target can only be determined somewhere on the right side of each other's body."

The little girl asked, "if you can't practice sword with actual combat, how can you improve it?"

The young woman looked slightly cold and said, "so there will be two forgetting peaks in Qingshan sect."

The little girl said, "ah, I know two forget peaks. Elder martial sister said there were a group of ruthless Freaks..."

The young woman turned the topic with a smile and said, "don't think Kendo is boring. Previously, you were standing in the stream. Can you avoid Liu's ten-year-old sword?"

Thinking of the silent flying sword, the little girl hummed twice and said, "even if I can't hide, I've arranged the soul bell array in advance. How can his sword stab in?"

The young woman said, "if you are chatting, or drinking across several tables, and he suddenly gives out his sword, do you still have time to set up the array?"

The little girl thought about the picture said by martial uncle. Somehow, she suddenly felt a little cold. She gritted her teeth and said, "then I'll stay away from him. That guy's flying sword can attack ten feet away... I'll spread the soul bell ten feet away, no, twenty feet away. When he drives the sword to attack, I'll have borrowed enough heaven and earth aura to kill him directly!"

The young woman smiled and said nothing more, but thought in her heart, if the Qingshan sect disciple you are facing has entered the realm of acceptance and can kill with a flying sword, how can you deal with it? What's more, those strong people of qingshanzong who break the sea can kill people with flying swords tens of miles away. How can you prevent them? What if the other party is a paradise?

Do you want to hide under the ground every day, or hide in the shell of a spirit turtle, or live in a big array without seeing the sun?

Thinking about the miserable life of the three most famous sword Dodgers in the practice world, she subconsciously looked at the thick fog where the leader of Qingshan sect was located and was afraid.

Similar to the conversation between martial uncles and nephews of the hanging bell sect, it happens in many places.

Although the level of the disciples participating in the sword bearing meeting is still low, it is naturally helpful for their disciples to see the presentation of Qingshan sect's Kendo with their own eyes. Where would the guests of all sects who came to watch the ceremony miss this opportunity and keep explaining the seemingly simple sword flying battle in a low voice.

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Liu was ten years old and stood on the stream stone in silence.

Surrounded by countless sights and cheers, his mood is inevitably different, subconsciously looking somewhere.

Well nine sat on the bluestone and watched him smile.

Liu was ten years old. He didn't know what to think. He turned his face and was a little flustered.

Although Lin Yingliang lost the sword fight, his performance was also excellent. The flying sword was stable and fierce.

One of Shi Yuefeng's teachers sent him an invitation, and he chose to accept it. In this process, Liang forgetting Feng always kept silent and didn't know what it meant.

The next step is to determine Liu's whereabouts.

The cliff suddenly became quiet, and no one spoke for a long time.

The little girl of the hanging bell sect felt so strange and said, "isn't he born a Taoist? Why doesn't anyone want it? Although his face is a little dark and ugly, he has won! "

Her martial uncle smiled and said, "silly boy, no one wants it. There are too many people who want him."

At the age of ten, Liu will definitely go to liangforgetting peak, but it is also very important for him to go to liangforgetting peak in what capacity.

In order to get the natural Taoist Chengjian, Jiufeng didn't know how many times they had secretly communicated with each other in advance.

Qingrong Feng proposed to call Liu into Jiufeng at the age of ten a year ago. Even if he failed, he released his goodwill.

Shangde peak takes the wrong side of the sword and goes the opposite way. He is directly ready to check him... He wants to layout in advance in this way.

However, Liu had learned the Yumen breathing method before he was ten years old.

That's the headmaster's method of preaching.

Sure enough, a clear and peaceful voice came from the depths of the quiet clouds.

"Liu is ten years old. Would you like to learn sword with elder Bai?"

Is this the voice of Qingshan sect leader?

Many ordinary disciples and concierges thought.

The headmaster accepted Zhuo rusui as the closing disciple and will not accept any more disciples from now on.

Bai Rujing is an elder of Tianguang peak. He has broken through the sea. It is certainly an excellent opportunity to follow such a strong man to learn sword.

Zhufeng had guessed about this a year ago, but until they heard this, they were sure that Liu shisui was indeed the pawn left by the leader in advance.

I don't know whether it was because of disappointment or something else, the people kept silent.

Liu looked at the cliff at the age of ten.

Gu Han nodded slightly.

Liu shisui said, "I will."

With these words, he got up with his sword and came to the clouds. His disciples from Tianguang peak welcomed him in.

"After learning sword with martial uncle Bai for a year and laying a good foundation, you can let him go out to practice."

Guo Nanshan said.

Gu Han said, "ten years old must live up to the expectations of senior brother."

As for whether Bai Changlao will agree to let Liu go to liangforgetting peak at the age of ten, they don't need to consider it.

Who is the young disciple of Qingshan sect who doesn't want to come to the two forgotten peaks? No teacher will stop it, because it's the rule.

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The number of disciples left by the river to be selected is getting smaller and smaller.

Yunxing peak, Shiyue peak, Qingrong peak and Xilai peak all selected several disciples who had long been attracted to them. Even Shangde peak selected two disciples with good potential. Only Bihu peak, which was very popular in previous years, was left out in front of the door. The competition with other peaks failed several times and could not be selected. Everyone knows that this is related to that matter. Three disciples were not selected by any peak because their performance was really too ordinary. They can only wait to attend the next sword bearing meeting, or give up and choose one peak to be a deacon.

Jing Jiu noticed that Liu shisui looked at Gu Han before agreeing to accept the sword.

The picture made him feel... Interesting.

"What happened between you and him?"

Zhao La Yue asked.

Well nine said, "I didn't know you would care about this."

Zhao Layue said, "people are as curious as zhenshou."

Well nine said, "I'm also curious which peak are you going to, Qingrong or Shiyue?"

Zhao La Yue said, "what about you? Not yet? "

Well nine smiled and said, "you know I'm going to take the sword?"

Zhao Layue said, "how can a lazy person like you waste time."

Generally speaking, to say that a person is lazy often means that he likes to waste time.

She said Jing Jiu was lazy, but she thought it was because he didn't want to waste time.

This is really an interesting interpretation.

"I don't like being stared at either." Zhao Layue said.

They talked about this topic on the first snow day last year.

"But as you said, it's impossible to have clouds blocking the sun every day. The sun is there. Who wouldn't go and see it?"

She looked at Jing Jiu's side face and continued, "so when it's time to stand up, she always has to stand up."

Well nine said, "you're right, but there's another way if you don't want to be stared at all the time." Zhao La Yue asked, "how?"“ Become the real sun. " Well nine said: "the light is dazzling, so few people dare to look directly at us." With these words, he stood up and walked towards the stream. The riverside disciple didn't know what he was going to do, and there was a slight commotion. The elder shiyuefeng, who presided over the sword conference, asked, "what are you going to do, young man?" Jingjiu didn't understand and said, "Chengjian ~" elder shiyuefeng turned the list to the last, and sure enough, he saw his name. There was an uproar along the stream. Xue Yongge suddenly stood up, pointed to Jing Jiu, held it for a long time, and finally refrained from saying that sentence. Younger martial sister Yushan covered her mouth. The young man surnamed yuan in Lelang County looked blankly, thinking that elder martial brother Jing would come again? This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.