After practicing Qi for a thousand years, one can finally become a god!

Chapter 139 Mother and Daughter [4th update, please give me a monthly ticket! ]

This morning.

Qi Sheng led Master Jingyin to the Canwu Cave and took her into the stone chamber engraved with the "Canwu Sword Technique".

"The Mist Sword Art is as powerful and profound as the Han family's Cloud Sword Art."

"Han Fu said that the Han family's ancestor comprehended the Sorrow Cloud Sword Intention from a sword mark similar to this one, and thus became a top master and was feared throughout the Western Territory."

Qi Sheng smiled and said, "I have been trying to comprehend this sword technique for over a month, but I am still confused. Nun Tai, why don't you give it a try? If you can learn a few moves from it, you will have something to rely on when you are out in the world in the future."

Upon hearing this, Nun Jingyin knew that Qi Sheng had intentionally left this place to her. After all, who in the vast Western Territory didn't know that Qi Sheng of Yujing Cave was extremely talented and gifted?
It is rare to be considered a top expert at such a young age.

If even he can't comprehend these sword marks and sword intent, there is no hope for others.

Think about this.

Master Jingyin was deeply moved.

Who in this world can hand over this invincible sword intent to someone else?

That is Qi Sheng.

This friendship is so heavy that Master Jingyin has no way to repay it and can only keep it in her heart.

Qi Sheng didn't know that the nun was thinking a lot. To be honest, he really couldn't comprehend it, he was not destined to do so. Fortunately, he was able to work hard. As long as he worked hard enough, he could master any sword technique in one go, which was even simpler and more direct than comprehending the sword intent. So he didn't care about these things.

It's getting light.

Qi Sheng said, "I have to go back and hurry on my way. You can stay here and comprehend the sword techniques. I will come back to see you every night. If you get bored and want to go out, just tell me anytime. When we return to the Netherworld Sect, I will have more time to spend with you."

Nun Jingyin could understand: "Go and get busy."

When Qi Sheng was about to leave, she suddenly said, "If you have any ideas about your sister, you can tell me and I will explain and persuade her."

Qi Sheng knew that she was not talking about sleeping or something, but something about Han Fu's death or something messy.

Qi Sheng waved his hand: "Mrs. Wang is impatient, don't talk to her right now, wait a little longer."

Once his foundation in Changwei Mountain is established and the overall situation is determined, it will not be too late to confront Mrs. Wang depending on the circumstances.

……

Two more days passed like this.

The seventeenth day of the first lunar month.

Wanku Ridge.

That evening, Qi Sheng was instructing Madam Wang and Han Sangu in sword practice as usual. Three sword lights were entwined in the sky, making the people on the ridge envious.

The Han family cultivators who were watching on the ridge were all practicing one of the Eight Styles of Sorrowful Clouds. They had spent nearly a hundred years struggling to comprehend it, but most of them stopped at the first three paths and could never cross the threshold from the third to the fourth. They could never make the step from ordinary cultivators to masters of the Western Territory, or from ordinary clansmen to elders of the Han family.

Elders like Han Boqi had at least mastered a certain sword technique to the fourth level, becoming proficient and entering the middle-level ranks. They could be called masters, but if they wanted to make further progress—

Four ways.

Five roads.

Six roads.

But it is as difficult as climbing to the sky, let alone the seventh route.

However, Madam Wang and Han Sangu have made great progress in the past month under the guidance of the head of the family, Han Fu. Their swordsmanship has improved continuously. From the original third level, they seem to have already cultivated to the fifth and sixth levels.

“This is too fast!”

Mrs. Wang was surprised and delighted.

Not only Han Boqi and others were shocked, even Mrs. Wang herself found it outrageous.

Han Sangu is no exception.

After finishing her sword practice that night, she was in high spirits and looked very surprised. "The fifth sword technique has been completely solidified. Now I can focus on studying the sixth sword technique."

This is too fast.

She had practiced hard for decades, but had only mastered the first three steps of "The Fourth Style of Sorrowful Clouds".

But now, in just one month, he has conquered the fourth and fifth routes one after another. Now, with just this swordsmanship, he has even surpassed many elders of the Han family. It is simply unimaginable.

The tribesmen were surprised.

The two girls were surprised.

But how could they know that in order to make them progress faster and to guide them better, Qi Sheng even stopped Han Fu's original "The First Style of Sorrow Cloud" at the initial stage of perfection, and instead continued to practice the "The Second Style of Sorrow Cloud" practiced by Mrs. Wang and the "The Fourth Style of Sorrow Cloud" practiced by Han Sangu, and continued to take a few steps forward in the "Great Perfection Realm", and his swordsmanship became more and more advanced and thorough.

At this level, the Nine Swordsmanship no longer had many secrets in Qi Sheng's eyes. With such a commanding view, his guidance was naturally sharp and to the point, which led to the rapid progress of the two women. But it was also Madam Wang.

That is Han Sangu.

In such a large Han family, including Han Zhi, there are only three people worth Qi Sheng's effort to teach them swordsmanship.

Qi Sheng was too lazy to spend more time on other people.

Qi Sheng didn't even have the energy or time to give guidance to his adopted son Han Ping, let alone Han Boqi and other elders of the Han family.

For Qi Sheng, there is no need to cultivate people who are not his closest relatives.

He has too many people close to him, and he doesn't have enough time and energy to teach them one by one, so how can he take care of others?

As for the masters.

There is no need to train experts, isn’t it much easier to just pick up ready-made ones?

For example, the Sanyanggu couple who invested early.

However, Mrs. Shi, who was supposed to have brought her daughter and half of the masters in Sanyang Valley to Wanguling long ago, has not arrived for some reason.

Qi Sheng was thinking about whether he should send someone to Sanyang Valley to take a look, but he was worried that he had few available people under his command.

Just thinking about it.

Suddenly at this moment——

"Han Fu!!"

"Han Fu, come out!!"

Outside Wanku Ridge, an ugly man was roaring, and he was rushing to the front of the ridge with two beautiful women who were in a state of confusion. He was coming at him with great momentum.

When Qi Sheng came out and took a look, he saw that the man was Qiu Wan, the master of Sanyang Valley, and the two women, the older one with a pretty and bright appearance was actually Mrs. Shi.

The younger one is pretty and charming, with eyes and eyebrows vaguely similar to Madam Shi. She is most likely his daughter Qiu Ling.

At this moment, both mother and daughter were unconscious.

……

Qi Sheng frowned: "What's going on?"

Qiu Wan pointed at Qi Sheng and cursed, "Damn Han Fu! If you hadn't insisted on us eliminating Sima Wuyou, how could my wife and Ling'er have suffered such a cruel fate?"

He gritted his teeth, filled with hatred.

Seeing his impatience, Qi Sheng silently took out the Cloud of Sorrow Sword and asked, "Can you calm down now?"

He said calmly, "If you don't speak politely, I will kill your wife and daughter first, and then kill you."

"!!!"

Qiu Wan originally had a lot of swear words in his belly, but he immediately held them back, almost making him explode.

Seeing him stop talking, Qi Sheng asked slowly, "What happened? Tell me calmly."

Qiu Wan couldn't remain calm anymore. He said anxiously, "It's all the fault of that cunning Sima Lao San. My wife and I returned and were about to deal with him, but he somehow got alert and escaped. Before leaving, he drugged my wife and Ling'er with aphrodisiacs. No matter what I used, it didn't work. Today is the fifth day, and he's been unconscious since early morning."

Qiu Wan didn't come here to blame Qi Sheng.

He was desperate and tried every possible means: "Han Sangu was also poisoned by the aphrodisiac before. If you can help her get rid of it, you can definitely help my wife and daughter get rid of it too!"

He wanted Qi Sheng to rescue Mrs. Shi and her daughter.

only--

"Let me save you?"

Qi Sheng and Han Sangu looked at each other, both of them felt strange.

It was true that Han Sangu was poisoned by the Yang Demon at that time, and it was Qi Sheng who helped to detoxify her, but only the two of them knew how the poison was detoxified.

The beauty of it cannot be told to outsiders.

Qi Sheng looked at Qiu Wan kindly: "Do you really want me to help you detoxify?"

Qiu Wan was furious: "Is this true?!"

……

(End of this chapter)