The Heavens: Starting from Traveling through Song Qingshu

Chapter 238 Song is a student of Spring and Autumn!

On the head and the first seat, Master Daoxuan stared at Song Xuan, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Five years ago, I felt that this little guy had extraordinary aptitude. To tell you the truth, Junior Brother Tian, ​​at that time I was really thinking about accepting another closed disciple."

As soon as this remark came out, Tian Buyi's complexion suddenly changed. Fortunately, fortunately, when he was going to show off to the sect master and other chiefs, he was stopped by his wife Suru, otherwise Song Xuan, a proud disciple, probably really The master will snatch it away!
Cangsong Daoist, the head of Longshou Peak, snorted, "It's just a bit of brute force, and the cultivation base of the Xiaozhu Peak disciple is still weak. If it were replaced by my disciple Qi Hao, who has a cultivation base of the ninth level of the Jade Qing Realm, the flying sword I want to see if Song Xuan dares to take it!"

Tian Buyi also snorted, "How old is Song Xuan, and how old is Qi Hao? They are both over a hundred years old, and senior brother Cang Song is willing to use them for comparison?"

Cang Song's complexion changed when he was stunned by these words, and he opened his mouth to refute, but he still couldn't say anything when his lips moved.

Qihao is indeed the oldest in this seven-vein martial arts competition. This time, in order to win the first title for Long Shoufeng's lineage, Qi Hao, a big disciple, was pushed out. What he did was really ugly .

"Okay, don't say a few words and continue watching the game!"

Reverend Daoxuan glanced at Tian Buyi and Reverend Cangsong who refused to accept anyone, and spoke lightly.

He didn't mean to persuade the two of them that peace is the most important thing, but there is nothing to persuade them to argue, as long as they don't fight in front of him, even though he is the head of the sect, he doesn't have much to say.

Besides, there is some friction between the various veins, which is also a good thing for his Tongtian Peak sect leader, isn't it?
If the other lines are all friendly, then his lineage in charge may be in danger.

The game continues.

In the second round, Song Xuan still grabbed the opponent's flying sword, forcing the opponent to admit defeat, and won the match very easily.

This scene attracted cheers from many onlookers.

In the thousands of years since Qingyunmen's Seven Meridians have practiced martial arts, this is the first time they have encountered such a strange way of fighting. Without using magic weapons or casting spells, they can easily crush their opponents with just one hand. Even if others want to It is impossible to judge Song Xuan's true strength.

In the third match, the person fighting came from Longshou Peak. The moment this person saw Song Xuan, his face changed drastically. He didn't use the flying sword technique, but muttered words in his mouth, and then a fire dragon came out of thin air. Opened its ferocious mouth and devoured towards Song Xuan.

Regarding this, Song Xuan just waved his sleeves, and the engulfing fire dragon crashed into pieces, and the disciple of Longshou Peak felt a mighty force from heaven and earth coming, and felt a pain in his chest, and spit out blood from his mouth.

Looking at the disciple who was blown out of the ring and lying on the ground coughing up blood, the expressions of all the Qing Yunmen who had been watching the excitement changed drastically.

"The person flew out with a wave of the sleeve robe, what kind of cultivation is this?"

"I've seen Qi Hao's battles, and with his cultivation at the ninth level of the Jade Clear Realm, it's impossible to beat his opponent out of the ring with a single wave of his hand!"

"Could it be that Song Xuan has stepped into the Supreme Purity Realm?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! Stepping into the Shangqing Realm in five years, you think he is the Patriarch of Qingye!"

"But if it wasn't for Shangqingjing's inability to explain the situation just now, this is not a competition, it is simply a father beating his son!"

After winning three games in a row, Song Xuan has steadily entered the top eight. There is no more competition for him today, so Mr. Song, with his hands behind his back, wandered leisurely in the square, watching other people's competitions from time to time.

It has to be said that the duels in other arenas were very exciting, with all kinds of magic weapons and secret methods coming and going, and it was very interesting to watch.

But Song Xuan lost interest after looking at it for a few times. On the contrary, a young disciple in a remote corner of the square who was reading with great interest aroused his interest.

As if feeling Song Xuan approaching, the handsome young man stood up quickly, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "So it's Senior Brother Song, Senior Brother Zeng Shushu, I've met Senior Brother Song!"

"Zeng Shushu?"

Song Xuan was taken aback for a moment, looked him up and down, and then couldn't help laughing, isn't this the little Huangshu master of Qingyun sect!
"You got started earlier than me, so you should be a senior brother!"

"No, no, no!" Zeng Shushu brushed the book in his hand to the ground, rubbed it on the black hair on his head, and said, "In our Qingyun sect, the best is always the first. After the big competition, you will be the big brother for the next batch of disciples!"

"Oh? Junior brother Zeng is so sure that I can win?"

Zeng Shushu laughed and said, "Don't think that my strength is incomparable to your senior brother, but my eyesight is very poisonous. Whether it is Qi Hao from Longshou Peak or Lu Xueqi from Xiaozhu Peak, they will not be your opponent, Senior Brother Song!"

As he said that, he winked at Song Xuan, "Brother, you have such a strong physical body, Lu Lu will be blessed in the future!"

Song Xuan felt that this person was quite interesting, and said: "Everyone is busy with the game or watching the game, but you are hiding here and busy reading. Do you like reading?"

Zeng Shushu immediately nodded and said, "I'm a lazy person. If it wasn't for my father who always forced me to practice, I wouldn't be bothered to cultivate the truth. I would raise flowers, feed birds and read books every day. What kind of happy life would that be!"

After speaking, he looked around for a while, and after confirming that no one was coming, he immediately shook the closed book and said, "Brother also likes to read, do you want to enjoy it together?"

As he spoke, he handed the book with a thick blue cover to Song Xuan.

Song Xuan took the book, but saw that the book didn't even have a name on it, and the cover was old, which seemed to be quite old.

Looking at Zeng Shushu's appearance, he appeared to be acting as if nothing had happened on the surface, but a pair of smart eyes kept looking around, looking very vigilant, and his originally handsome face now looked a little weird and even wretched.

If others saw his nervous look, they would definitely think that this book either records a peerless formula or is a rare book.

But Song Xuan was very aware of Zeng Shushu's virtues, so he was not polite at the moment, and opened the book casually.

But seeing that in this thick book, besides a lot of text, there are many pictures, but the pictures are all men and women hugging and lingering. As he expected, this is a little emperor's book.

Song Xuan glanced casually.

'At the beginning, it was quite painful, crying again and again, pear blossoms brought rain, which made me feel pity'

Song Xuan closed the book and said, "Do you usually read these?"

Zeng Shushu giggled and said: "Not only these, but there are many similar ones in my room. If Senior Brother likes them, how many copies will I give you later?"

"This is possible!"

As he spoke, Song Xuan swiped his fingers lightly on the cover of the book a few times, and the two large characters of Spring and Autumn appeared on it.

"Ahem, it just so happens that I like to study history books recently, so let me read this ancient history of the Spring and Autumn Period for a few days, can you?"

(End of this chapter)