Chapter 1724

The four heavenly realms of Tao are not weak among the new disciples, but they are still not enough to see in front of Xiao Chende. Even now the semi holy three heavenly strongmen are not afraid in front of him.

However, what he didn't expect was that the younger martial brother in front of him came from emperor Jianfeng.

He is also a disciple of emperor Jianfeng.

That's his younger martial brother, and he's also his younger martial brother.

But now the younger martial brother is not very friendly to himself.

Xiao Chen couldn't help laughing.

"Younger martial brother, I'm really your elder martial brother. I didn't cheat you." Xiao Chen makes a sound.

Chu Yue's eyes were cold.

His heart was filled with rage.

This guy didn't repent. He still cheated the world. He swaggered and cheated with the reputation of emperor Jianfeng. Now he is still stubborn and fierce in front of his own disciple. I really don't know whether he is alive or dead.

It seems that he really doesn't know the superiority of heaven and earth without giving him a lesson.

Thinking of this, Chu Yue's hands were empty, and suddenly an immortal force condensed into a sword. In the next moment, the idea of the sword was born, sweeping the heaven and earth, and the vast void. Suddenly, on the surface of the lake, the wind and cloud were surging, just like waves scouring the sand. Unexpectedly, because of the sword spirit, there was a whirlpool, trying to devour Xiao Chen's boat.

Qin Miaoyi's boat landed. She quietly watched the scene and didn't speak.

If Xiao Chen is really a liar, it's time to teach him a lesson.

Otherwise, is it not to defile the name of Taoism.

At this time, looking at Chu Yue, Xiao Chen can't help nodding. Chu Yue's strength is good. His foundation of Kendo is solid. He is a wizard of sword cultivation. Other swords are strong and overbearing, a bit like Qin Ziyu, the second elder martial brother.

It's similar to his kendo.

Xiao Chen can't help sighing that there is another Kendo wizard in emperor Jianfeng.

Xiao Chen is still sitting in the bow of the boat. Facing Chu Yue's sword, his face doesn't change. His slender fingers fall on the string of the Qin. He plays the Qin again.

Clank!

The strings vibrate and the music is melodious.

Since he is a little younger martial brother, he will not fight. After all, he is also from dijianfeng. For dijianfeng's disciples, Xiao Chen's heart is still good. Chu Yue's heart needs polishing, so he will help him to polish it.

Xiao Chen Qin Yin will wrap Chu Yue, he did not bloom his strength.

Instead, he suppressed to the realm of Dao, which was the same as that of Chu Yue. He fought against Chu Yue's Kendo with the musical conception of Qin. Chu Yue looked at Xiao Chen's own Kendo in a calm way and played the Qin alone. He couldn't help but feel angry. Did he look down on him?

No wonder she's so hard at it.

Shua!

The sword was so powerful that it fell down and killed Xiao Chen.

If this sword falls on Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen will be seriously injured. This is Chu Yue's self-confidence, but he doesn't know that his sword is Xiao Chen's physical resistance, and even his clothes can't be torn.

Because, in front of Chu Yue, there was a semi saint.

But Xiao Chen didn't reveal his strength. No one knows his real strength.

The sound of Qin came out and entered Chu Yue's ears. Chu Yue's eyes flickered. His heart was shaken. It was a question about kendo. Was his sword so weak that he could not tear his opponent's clothes.

How could he be so proud of Kendo?

Gradually, Chu Yue fell into Xiao Chen's musical mood. He stood still, and his sword spirit dissipated. Xiao Chen looked at him and continued to play the piano. However, the Taoist disciples on the bank were shocked by this scene.

Chu Yue, the disciple of Jianfeng, the emperor of daozong, is a strong swordsman.

But it can't hurt the man in front of him, even controlled by his piano.

This...

what kind of cultivation is that man?

How could it be so far as to suppress Chu Yue!

Later, many of his disciples fell into the artistic conception of Qin music. Xiao Chen's Qin music brought them to practice and understand their own sword meaning. Different people have different opinions. Everyone's experience in the artistic conception of Qin music is different.

At the end of the song, Chu Yue's eyes look back at Xiao Chen.

Some at a loss, some at a loss, and shock.

Xiao Chen looked at Chu Yue and said slowly, "your talent in kendo is very good. There is another genius in dijianfeng, but your mind is a little bit worse. Just now I introduced you into the musical conception and refined your mind. Your performance is very good. When you practice in the future, remember that you also cultivate your mind by cultivating your sword. Your sword is your heart."

Chu Yue looks at Xiao Chen with a complicated look.

To cultivate the sword is to cultivate the mind.

Where should he practice his mind?

Xiao Chen seemed to see what he thought and said with a smile, "go back to the emperor's sword peak and practice in the sword field. I once practiced there. If you can cultivate the heart of the sword, it will be of great benefit to your future practice of kendo."

Chu Yue bowed to salute with respect.

"Thank you for your advice, elder martial brother. I'm sorry for your offence."Xiao Chen waves and smiles.

"No matter, I'm also from emperor Jianfeng. You are my younger martial brother. It's right to instruct you to practice kendo. If you don't understand it later, you can go to your Third Elder martial brother to wait for them and say it's me."

This words a, Chu Yue's Mou son vibrates.

"What's your name, elder martial brother?" Chu Yue asked.

Xiao Chen looked at him, opened his mouth, did not say a voice, but to see Xiao Chen's mouth, Chu was more shocked and trembled, looking at Xiao Chen, for a long time speechless, a pair of eyes are crazy flashing.

Looking at his expression, Xiao Chen said, "I'm just like you. I've come step by step. It's good for you to work hard, cultivate your heart and sword, and remember my words."

Chu Yue nodded like a pound of garlic.

"Thank you, elder martial brother. Chu Yue remembers it."

Xiao Chen stood up, stepped on the surface of the lake, walked to the shore, looked at the disciples of daozong, and said with a smile, "the sound of the piano just now is also helpful to your understanding. Let's take it as a gift for you, elder martial brother, when I come back from my travels."

Later, Xiao Chen looks at Qin Miaoyi again. Qin Miaoyi looks at Xiao Chen and doesn't speak.

"I didn't cheat you. I'm really your elder martial brother. Besides, I'll practice well in the future."

Then Xiao Chen left and disappeared in front of the crowd.

And Chu Yue came back.

Everyone looked at him and asked, "Chu Yue, is he really a disciple of emperor Jianfeng?"

"Who is he?"

"Yes, I haven't heard that emperor Jianfeng has disciples who are good at Qin Dao!"

Qin Miaoyi's eyes also looked at Chu and Yue.

"Chu Yue, what's his name?" Qin Miaoyi couldn't help asking.

Chu Yue's eyes flickered, and his mood was still not calm.

He said to the public, "his name is Xiao Chen."

As soon as the words came out, people's voices suddenly stopped, and then they took a breath of cold air one after another.

Xiao Chen!

There is only one Xiao Chen in daozong, that is the saint Xiao Chen, the first person in the battle of ten thousand Taoism, the first person in the list of nine heaven saints, the Lord of the temple, the elder disciple of the supreme leader, and the legend of the unparalleled immortal kingdom.

It's really him!

Qin Miaoyi looks back at the direction of Xiao Chen's departure with a complicated look.

Before, she thought of him as a person with impure mind.

Now it seems that the person with impure mind is not Xiao Chen, but her.