Chapter 3384: Happy spring breeze

Chapter 3385 Spring Breeze Proud Horseshoe Disease

In the main hall, Chen Ping stood respectfully, his expression extremely rigorous.

Sitting in front of the lord Yi Lei, there are six sect elders, these Fei Nizong elders, with Chen Ping's qualifications, are usually not qualified to meet, but after today's competition, Chen Ping was taken into the main hall.

"Chen Ping." Yi Lei groaned.

"The disciple is here." Chen Ping bowed and arched his hands.

"Tell me, where did you learn your knife skills?" Yi Lei asked.

When Chen Ping and Lu Meng fought, he used a knife technique very similar to the "Seven Nights Mad Knife", but it seemed more mysterious than the "Seven Nights Mad Knife", and not only the first type, Chen Ping also displayed the second and third types. The power is extremely extraordinary.

Chen Ping took a deep breath. He had already calculated the words in his heart, and he arched his hands to Yi Lei and the elders, and said, "I will tell the Sect Master and the elders that what I am using is indeed the life and death level martial arts in this collection. Crazy Blade', it’s just that the disciple learned the first move very early, and has been distressed because there is no subsequent move."

"That day, after the disciple was injured by Lu Meng, he went to the valley to sharpen his swordsmanship. One day he fell asleep on the grass and had a dream. In the dream, a senior taught the younger generation this way. Knife technique." Chen Ping answered truthfully.

Yi Lei and several elders frowned. This statement was a bit too reluctant. There were many disciples practicing swordsmanship in Fei Ni sect. Why did Chen Ping have a dream? There was a senior in the dream who taught him this. Mysterious and exquisite sword technique, but there are also some rumors that some martial arts practice is the ultimate, which can open the inheritance and get the guidance of the pioneer.

This kind of thing has never happened to Fei Nizong, but there are records about it in some ancient books in the collection.

"Chen Ping, this may be your chance, you are obsessed with swordsmanship, and perhaps you have the inheritance of the creator of the'Seven Nights Crazy Sword'." Yi Lei said, "From now on, I will accept you as a true disciple and practice hard. The future is unlimited."

"Thank you Sect Master." Chen Ping knelt down with a thud with an excited expression on his face.

"Also called the Sect Master?" Yi Lei frowned slightly, pretending to be unhappy.

"Chen Ping, pay homage to the master." Chen Ping kowtows, respectfully kowtows three times, becoming a true disciple, will be vigorously cultivated by Fei Nizong, and the master will personally teach cultivation, this day to Chen Ping, it seems to be In a dream, when he left the hall, he still felt that it was a dream.

"I, Chen Ping, finally got ahead!" Chen Ping couldn't control himself, and shouted into the air.

He has no background and no talent in practice. He is often bullied in Fei Ni sect. He has suffered all the bullying and stunned his eyes. Now he just wants to spit out his chest, "Walk around, go to Niu brother to drink, such a happy thing, you must tell him."

After Chen Ping left, Yi Lei looked at the elders and asked: "Several elders, do you think Chen Ping is telling the truth?"

"Well, it should be the truth. I probed him with divine mind just now. He was in a stable state of mind, without the slightest panic. Moreover, Chen Ping has been in the Fei Ni Sect for many years. We all know the background that he has no need to lie." A white-haired elder said.

"Well, maybe he really has a chance, I will accept him as a personal disciple, and I will train it with all my heart in the future." Yi Lei nodded.

In Zhuo Bufan’s small courtyard, Chen Ping walked in with two pots of wine and smiled, "Brother Niu, I invite you to drink. I am so happy today."

"Chen Ping, congratulations, you won the group championship." Zhuo Bufan smiled faintly.

"I don't care about the group champion, but I'm really happy when I blow Lu Meng out and let me breathe out a bad breath." Chen Ping's face was flushed, and he poured some fine wine, "Brother Niu, I'm in Fei Ni Sect. No friends, you are my friend of Chen Ping. Don't dislike my humble background. Come, let's have a drink."

"Okay, I'll accompany you to drink a glass of wine." Zhuo Bufan picked up the glass and drank it with his head up.

I could see that Chen Ping was really happy. Zhuo Bufan looked at him and couldn't help thinking of his young self, the title of Jinling Youth King, full of spirits, swallowing the sun and the moon, the spring breeze and horseshoes, and he saw Changan flowers in one day.

The two of them drank wine, Chen Ping's joy and excitement, and his high spirits, also infected Zhuo Bufan.

Since becoming the overlord, as his strength continues to increase, his parents and family members have been sheltered and lead a peaceful life. Even if he encounters some troubles, he will survive without risk. It is difficult for Zhuo Bufan to recall his teenage self and an ordinary person. Similarly, even if I have suffered more when I was young, as I get older, I will recall those sufferings, but I will only feel a little sour, and I can never find the original feeling.

"Brother Niu, there is another happy event." Chen Ping drank three glasses of wine and raised his head, his eyes a little red.

"Oh, what's the happy event?" Zhuo Bufan asked with a smile.

"The Sect Master has officially accepted me as a direct disciple, and will pass on my martial arts in the future, and the training resources in Fei Ni sect will increase." Chen Ping said excitedly.

"This is a good thing, gratifying and congratulating." Zhuo Bufan smiled.

The two of them finished drinking two pots of wine before Chen Pingfang left. Zhuo Bufan sat in the courtyard alone, looking at the long sky, and couldn't help thinking. I have been trapped in Miracle Palace No. 7 for ten years. Four top mysteries. As I improve with my cultivation, but I have been unable to condense the "Dao Xin Realm", what is my Dao Xin?

After the Fei Nizong competition, the inside of the sect calmed down temporarily, and after about three days, the annual competition between Fei Nizong and Fei Liuzong began. The two sects take turns every year, and this year it happened to be in Feiliu. Zong held, early in the morning, except for the disciples who stayed behind to guard the gate, the others all rose into the air, about a thousand people, flew to Feiliu Zong.

Fei Liuzong is only a few hundred miles away from Fei Nizong and occupies several hills. The size of the sect is about the same size as Fei Nizong. The master of Fei Nizong is named'Qi Yu', and there is a son named Qi Jun.

That Qi Jun is the lover of Pavilion Master Xiyu.

Many disciples fell on the Feiliu Zong square. The two sects were originally the same sect. It was only because of the conflict of ideas that they separated. It is not a deep hatred, but generations of sect masters secretly competed with each other.

The square has already been set up under Thunder, and seats have also been arranged. Only the suzerain and elders, or people with higher status in the sect can sit, and the other disciples can only stand around and watch.

"Sect Master Yi." Fei Liuzong, a middle-aged man in a gray robe, brought several elders forward, arching his hands.

"Sect Master Qi, in this sect competition, we Fei Ni Zong will not lose to you Fei Liu Zong again." Yi Lei also arched his hands and said with a smile.

"Winning or losing is common. We Fei Liuzong don't value it, but it is not easy for Lu Feng to defeat Qi Jun." Qi Yu smiled faintly.

When the two leaders met, there was a tit-for-tat taste. The last time Zongbi, Lu Feng lost to Qi Jun, so Fei Nizong was worried and wanted to find his face in this year's competition.