Daming: Let you supervise the country according to the order, and you go to cultivate immortals?

Chapter 243
"If a person who seeks the Dao can't bear even a few words, what kind of practice is there?"

Standing on the boundless sea, Zhu Xiongying glanced at the islands floating in mid-air. On these islands, the awe-inspiring sword intent directly hit people's hearts and souls.

"Little master, these swords are the swords of the deceased who kept the sword."

"The oldest ones are 10 years old."

Teacher Cang hovered and came to one of the floating islands. There, there was a blue-golden sword standing proudly.

"This inch light is the sword used by the old master, Shizun."

Zhu Xiongying looked at it with a glance, and even though ten thousand years had passed, the sword energy still reverberated.

It can be seen that the demeanor of the sword master back then.

"It's a pity that the old master has achieved the demeanor of the sword god, but his master has not seen it. This is also a big heart knot of the old master."

Teacher Cang sighed.

"Just try it too, now I have some strength."

At this moment, Zhao Ji's face became gloomy. He didn't expect that the other party would not take up the fight. If so, he couldn't help but fail to achieve his goal, and would instead be punished for violating the suzerain's prohibition, which would be a blood loss.

This made Zhao Ji more and more upset.

These Tibetan sword disciples all knew that the senior brother Zhu Xiongying was only at the first level of good fortune, even if he was lucky, breaking through to the second level of good fortune in the past few days would be useless.

Zhiruo looked at Zhao Ji and was extremely angry, but she could only curse like this.

Zhu Xiongying lost his sword intent.

"From now on, you will become a big brother, and you will become the suzerain, so give me Zhiruo!"

In an instant, the burial swords on the countless floating islands were all trembling, and strands of sword energy could be seen condensing out, almost without any lingering, all of these sword energy rushed towards Zhu Xiongying.

"But just one Zhu Xiongying made you like this?"

Because the strongest is Qiankun, it is called Daluo Qiankun Realm.

He looked at Zhao Ji with doubts in his eyes, as if to say, are you kidding?

"Qin Xiong, I have a plan, but I don't know if you dare or not."

Zhao Ji frowned even more.

The disciples who joined in the fun naturally did not dare to enter the forbidden area, and all of them looked at it from afar.

Zhao Ji flicked it suddenly, and a red long sword floated in front of him.

To be honest, he didn't want to engage in these things.

Without any hesitation, Qin Xiong raised his hand, and a wooden box the size of a thumb fell into Zhao Ji's hands.

As soon as the words came out, Qin Xiong frowned suddenly.

Inside Hidden Sword Villa, Zhiruo had a headache.

Instead of this, it is better to make an example to others.

"How to activate Wanjian Tempering?"

He was purely belonging, and he was burning with jealousy.

"When I refine this good luck pill, I will be the eighth level good fortune. I don't believe that Zhu Xiongying's garbage can't be destroyed."

Looking at Zhiruo's leaving back, Zhao Ji gritted his teeth.

All the disciples of Guiyun Zangjian, as long as they don't have long brains, will not mess with this ancestor.

Why can you be so close to that Zhu Xiongying, but hate me so much, how can I, Zhao Ji, be inferior to that trash? !

The sound of clang sounded in an instant.

This formed a very interesting scene. The sword mound was hundreds of feet in diameter and empty, but the high altitude beyond the hundred feet was densely populated with human figures, like a group of mosquitoes gathering together.

"Ha ha."

"I am serious."

Standing up, Zhu Xiongying walked towards the exit of the sword mound.

"Senior Brother Qin left it to me. It's been hard work for Junior Sister Zhiruo. I don't think it's getting too early. It's better for Junior Sister Zhiruo to rest earlier."

"Sovereign ban, disciples are not allowed to enter Baizhang Sword Tomb."

"Aren't you really scared?"

Immortal Chaos has seven realms, good fortune has ten realms, and the Daluo Qiankun realm between the two has only five realms.

Time passed by bit by bit.

The difference in strength is too great.

I saw him stepping up to Qin Xiong.

Zhao Ji smiled coldly.

at the same time.

All kinds of comments belittle the voice.

"Fortunately, the sword god accepted him as a disciple, and he doesn't even have the guts, bah!"

"Qin Xiong, what's the use of looking at a sword?!"

"…………"

Before the sword mound, Zhiruo ran over quickly after getting the news, stood in front of the sword mound, and questioned Zhao Ji.

After all, although Zhiruo had never seen Zhao Ji's method of treating ordinary disciples, she had heard of it.

Although I hated Zhao Ji in my heart, I still managed to live with my face.

These disciples all know Zhao Ji's strength.

With the sound of 'click', the sword that had followed Qin Xiong for hundreds of years broke in two in an instant.

Glancing at Qin Xiong's residence, Zhiruo turned and left.

"Stop howling, noisy."

"I just need you to promise me one condition."

Zhao Ji suddenly thought of something, his eyes were ruthless.

All of them looked at Jianzhong, wanting to see if the elder brother who had stayed in Jianzhong for seven days would accept Zhao Ji's challenge.

So simple?
Zhu Xiongying frowned, and a wisp of sword intent instantly released.

"Junior Sister Zhiruo."

The disciples who joined in the fun were all in an uproar and talking about it.

Zhao Ji's father, one of the ten Qiankun realms of Guiyun Zangjian.

"I'm Zhao Ji, I'm going to ask Zhu Xiongying, big brother of the sword today!"

And if you accept it.

This feeling of slightly exceeding the limit is still tolerable.

Just quietly watching Jianzhong.

This voice, mixed with cultivation, is enough to spread throughout the land.

"By the way, I remember that you still have one more Creation Pill, give it to me."

Still just looking at the sword in front of him.

"Ah."

"Simple."

"It's better not to do it, and to keep on doing it, and I will destroy him directly!"

Zhu Xiongying nodded slightly.

In other words, in this matter, when Zhao Ji raised the challenge, it was a lore.

Zhu Xiongying closed his eyes.

Teacher Cang sat on Zhu Xiongying's shoulder.

Zhao Ji forced his way in outside the Sword Tomb, which had been listed as a forbidden area.

Teacher Cang explained from the side.

Before Zhu Xiongying appeared, Zhiruo also had no doubt that Qin Xiong would become a big brother, and even Guiyunzangjian's next suzerain.

When these words came out, Qin Xiong's eyes lit up instantly.

For Qin Xiong, he can only use one word, good luck tricks people.

The answer she spoke of was naturally the voice asking for a sword outside the sword mound.

But before Jianzhong, Zhiruo breathed a sigh of relief.

In the blink of an eye, seven days passed.

"As long as Zhu Xiongying is abolished, the sword god will inevitably find a successor disciple, who do you think he will accept?!"

"Go ahead and start."

After all, since Master Hidden Sword, he has never refused other challenges of asking swords.

There are countless outer disciples whose hands and feet were broken because of offending him, and even the inner disciples, as long as they make Zhao Ji unhappy, Zhao Ji will not make it easy for him.

But if you don't kill a chicken, the monkeys outside will become more rampant in the future.

In mind

Zhao Ji's master, one of the ten Qiankun realms of Guiyun Zangjian.

At this moment, a voice came, and Zhao Ji came to Qin Xiong's pavilion quickly, and when he saw Zhiruo, his eyes lit up.

"Little master, do you want to answer?"

To be precise, he refused to meet anyone.

Zhao Ji grinned, with a look of hostility in his eyes.

"Junior Sister Zhiruo, why are you in such a hurry?"

With resentment in his heart, Zhao Ji went straight into Qin Xiong's attic.

Of course, there is a reason why Zhao Ji was able to gain such power.

"shameless!"

"It's true, this senior brother is also a waste."

"Everyone from the same sect is here, today I am Zhao Ji."

And this moment.

Mostly a waste of time.

"Zhao Ji, what are you going to do?"

Zhiruo looked at Zhao Ji and said in a concentrated voice.

Although Zhiruo smiled at him, Zhao Ji could feel Zhiruo's disgust towards him.

But seeing Qin Xiong's appearance at this moment, especially the aura on his body, is full of decadence, completely lacking the previous vigor and vigor.

Seeing Zhiruo's anxious and caring appearance, Zhao Ji was even more angry.

Anyway, for Qin Xiong, he doesn't need to pay anything now.

Although he is only the Ninth Layer of Creation now, even the Tenth Layer of Good Fortune among his disciples is not his opponent.

With the sword tomb tempering, Zhu Xiongying's practice can go up in a straight line, instead of going up one step and stopping due to the limitations of his body.

The voices of public opinion among the disciples who joined in the fun became louder and louder. A cup of tea had passed since Zhao Ji called out the sound of asking the sword, and there was still no sign of the big brother Zhu Xiongying.

To this person, Zhiruo obviously didn't have a good face, not to mention that the disciples of the entire sect now knew that Zhao Ji wanted to challenge the big brother Zhu Xiongying with all his heart.

"it is good."

Zhao Ji and Qin Xiong, the strongest disciple of the younger generation of Cangjian, grew up together since they were young, and they are inseparable friends.

"Wait to be your big brother, be your big suzerain, Zhu Xiongying, leave it to me."

Qin Xiong frowned.

The entrance to the Sword Tomb.

"Zhao Ji, you know in your heart what kind of punishment you will be punished for disobeying the suzerain's prohibition."

Zhu Xiongying opened his eyes slightly.

"The owners of these swords are the ancestors of Tibetan swords. Even if their masters have passed away, the meaning in the swords will not harm the disciples who are tempered. The masters can rest assured."

He and Qin Xiong grew up together since childhood, so naturally they don't have any scruples.

These sword qi landed on Zhu Xiongying's body, but they disappeared, and the strength was just right, [-]% of the upper limit of what the physical body could bear.

That is to say, apart from Cang Yue Immortal of Guiyun Zangjian, among the ten strongest, two are the direct descendants of this Zhao Ji, and the elder brother of the same generation and himself are iron brothers.

Zhu Xiongying was cross-legged on the sea surface, surrounded by extremely rich aura, pouring into his body at all times, and at the same time, endless sword aura, falling on him one after another, to temper him.

The concern on Zhao Ji's face made Zhiruo feel very uncomfortable, even a little disgusted.

..............................

As long as Zhu Xiongying made up his mind to ignore it, then there is no need to worry. This challenge is not mandatory, even if Zhao Ji yelled out his throat, it would be useless.

Zhao Ji still sneered.

This sword is called 'Qing Li', it was given by Hu Yanxu when he accepted Qin Xiong as his apprentice.

Qin Xiong didn't pay any attention to Zhao Ji's arrival.

Zhao Ji's seriousness flashed with madness.

In the past seven days, Guiyun Zangjian seemed to have returned to the original calm, life was calm, and the disciples were doing what they were supposed to do, and nothing major happened.

Over the years, relying on this sword, Qin Xiong gradually became the strongest among the disciples of Tibetan Sword.

In the main room of the attic, Qin Xiong was alone, sitting on the ground, staring blankly at the sword in front of him.

Accepting the challenge, being hanged and beaten up, is still embarrassing.

"I know this will cause public anger, but I believe that my father and my master will be able to save me."

"Little master, as long as you use your sword intent to induce, the thousands of swords in this sword mound will be opened automatically."

If you don't answer, then the prestige of this senior brother will be lost. In the future, even the handyman disciples who sweep the floor will not take this senior brother Hidden Sword seriously.

Facing Zhao Ji like this, Zhiruo obviously no longer has the slightest bit of face.

The words fall.

Generally speaking, Zhao Ji would still call Qin Xiong Brother Qin.

Zhu Xiongying is not in the mood to stay here with Teacher Cang so as not to miss the past, he just wants to practice quickly now.

After Zhiruo left.

The moment the sword intent dissipated, all the sword energy moved by the sword intent also disappeared.

Teacher Cang circled around and landed beside Zhu Xiongying.

"Ah."

Then, he suddenly raised his hand and landed on the sword with a finger.

Until the morning of the eighth day.

Zhao Ji took a deep breath.

"I will send Zhu Xiongying a letter of challenge in a few days. If he accepts, I will directly abolish him!"

With so many layers of connections, even if Zhao Ji is only a member of the seventh level of good fortune, and among the younger generation, he cannot be ranked in the top [-], it does not hinder his madness.

Zhiruo glanced at Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji's eyes were full of hostility.

"Zhu Xiongying, you coward, you..."

"Then I will trouble Senior Brother Zhao."

Within the sword mound, there is a space of its own.

There is nothing wrong with him liking Zhiruo, but for someone like Zhao Ji, he wants to get Zhiruo more for playing poker with Zhiruo than for soul communication.

He could foresee what would happen to Zhiruo if she fell into this guy's hands, she would definitely be reduced to a slave-like plaything.

Then he looked around and looked at the thousands of disciples of Tibetan sword who were volleying in the air to join in the fun.

Zhi Ruo nodded.

In this way, the physical body can be continuously tempered and improved within an acceptable range.

As soon as Fang entered the building, Zhao Ji stopped in his tracks.

Zhao Ji's eyes showed cruelty.

"Brother Zhao."

They are: King Kong, Zizai, Xiaoyao, Xuanyou, Qiankun.

"With that guy here, you and I will not have a good life in the future."

"It's really troublesome."

"You are stupid, if you were him, you would pick it up? Isn't this a proper way to come out and seek death?"

The moment he closed his eyes, those elixirs and magic weapons piled up in front of the sword mound were a little bit attracted, and flew directly into the sword mound, and under the refinement of the swallowing sky formula, they turned into one after another. Spiritual power.

In fact, from the bottom of her heart, she had a good impression of Qin Xiong. As the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation, she treated other disciples fairly and was quite a gentleman.

She had been waiting in the courtyard where Qin Xiong lived for several hours, but Qin Xiong still refused to see him.

A voice interrupted Zhao Ji's voice.

All the disciples were also taken aback for a moment, and all of them stared at Jianzhong with wide-eyed eyes.

I saw a figure slowly coming out of the sword mound.

It was Zhu Xiongying who came.

(End of this chapter)