I Can’t Be a Sword God

Zhao Liangchen stood in front of the hall respectfully, with two sitting above him.

One is the head of Feilai Zong, the real person of Yao Ding.

One is Zhao Liangchen's master, Elder Yao Lian.

Elder Yao Lian is the head of the senior brother, with a red nose, a slightly blessed figure, and looks pretty naive.

He is highly respected in the door, Zhao Liangchen and Lang Yuyan are his disciples.

Zhao Liangchen's feelings for this respected master are very complicated.

Back then, Elder Yao Lian secretly gave him an eight jade dust removal pill every month, saying that it was a tonic to his beloved in private.

Later I learned that the master gave the younger brother an eighteen jade dust-free pill every day...

After he broke through into the sea of ​​Qi, Elder Yao Li gave him a high-grade flying sword, which he regarded as a treasure and wiped it every day.

A year later, the younger brother broke through, and Elder Yao Lian directly ordered the Yelong Sword from the head...

After he missed the chief disciple, Elder Yao Lian gave him a secret Leibu Zhu'er talisman to comfort him.

Later I learned that every time the younger brother exterminated evil spirits, he would pile up a pile of thunder and punish talisman to kill the opponent...

Zhao Liangchen wanted to cry several times without tears.

I once dreamed that I wanted to use my strength to completely crush the younger brother.

However, after meeting Li Chu, he looked down on these resources in the door.

Even if you give these to me, what then?

In front of Li Chu, can I surpass his face, or can I surpass his sword?

Maybe……

Before you know it...

The person who made him dream of has changed...

Just now, he spoke out his plan to the head and master.

"Naughty." Without waiting for the head to speak, Elder Yao Lian first refuted: "How can you rest assured that you can ask an outsider to pretend to be a disciple in the war? How high is that person's realm and how powerful is that person, can you guarantee it?"

"Better than you." Zhao Liangchen replied.

"That's also..." Elder Yao Lian seemed to be about to sneer, only laughed, and suddenly got stuck, wait...

He looked at Zhao Liangchen suspiciously, "You mean... better than you?"

"Better than you, Master." Zhao Liangchen repeated it clearly.

"Really?" The leader Yao Ding next to him was a little skeptical, and asked aloud.

After all, a young Taoist priest from the countryside of Yuhang Town suddenly said that he was stronger than the elder Yao Lian in the early stage of the Dragon Realm, which was too exaggerated.

At this age, even the proud son of the Twelve Immortals may not be able to break through the dragon.

"He once beheaded a scorpionfish comparable to a ghost general." Zhao Liangchen said.

"What's the big deal..." Elder Yao Li curled his lips.

"One sword." Zhao Liangchen added.

"Vertical is a sword..."

The real person Yao Ding shook his head, which was not impossible for Elder Yao Liu.

"Moreover, with the sword that I saw with my own eyes, the world has changed. Not to mention a scorpion, even if there are ten more, it will be killed."

Although it took a long time, Zhao Liangchen felt a little surprised when he mentioned Li Chu's style of sword.

The real Yao Ding stared at Zhao Liangchen for a long time, seeing that he did not seem to be a fake, so he asked:

"How did you invite such a master? What price did you pay?"

"Talisman." Zhao Liangchen said.

"Huh?" Elder Yao Lian looked at his disciple with regret, "Is the sacrifice so great?"

"..."

Zhao Liangchen grinned in panic, and explained: "He wants to learn basic talisman making techniques, and I promised to teach him."

"A cultivator with such an amazing talent, who doesn't know the basic talisman?" The real person Yao Ding was a little strange.

"He is a bit... weird." Zhao Liangchen said: "In addition, he also paid a thousand Qi Gathering Pills, which are all the savings of the disciple. Master, the head master... If this is really feasible , This reimbursement matter..."

"Um." The real person Yao Ding heard the words, stood up, and said with his hands on his back: "It is possible to invite him to see him. As for whether it is feasible, I will decide later. I remembered that I had confiscated my clothes, so I should take a step ahead. ."

As soon as he took a step, his figure fluttered away from here, and appeared in the misty place of the mountain outside the door.

Say one step, just one step.

Zhao Liangchen was shocked and looked at Master in a blink of an eye.

"Ah, there was soup on the stove when I went out, it broke down."

Elder Yaoli murmured in his mouth, and jumped up, turned into an afterimage, and rushed out in a flash.

In an instant, Zhao Liangchen was left empty in front of the hall.

He blinked, a little sad.

The head and master...

These two good-natured people, if they say nothing, they are gone...

He couldn't help thinking of the year when he was twelve years old. At that time, he knew for the first time that it turned out that Shi Zun Yao had a real person...

Lay surname step.

A full name almost blurted out.

...

Fly to the summit, there is a "Flying Cloud Palace".

In Feiyun Palace, enshrined the statue of Patriarch, that is, the "Fei Dao Ren" who was amazing and brilliant more than a thousand years ago.

The statue of the golden body enshrined on the sacred stage is the appearance of a flying Daoist making a yaoqin cross-legged.

The law is fake, but the Yaoqin is real. It is the beloved thing of the Fei Dao people, and it is left here.

Legend has it that the Fei Taoist stayed here because there was a woman he loves living on the opposite mountain. The whereabouts of this woman are elusive, and she will be surprised only when it rains, listening to the rain.

The Flying Daoist stood guard at the top of the mountain every day. Whenever it rained, he would play the piano and play in harmony with the woman.

In the gap between sunny days, he took the disciples to preach by the way, and set the Feilai Zong more casually.

Afterwards, this relationship probably didn't result in much. No one heard the ancestor mention the woman again, and that Yaoqin was also left here, unable to accompany him around the world.

however.

Xianyin is alive.

From now on, every time it rains on this peak, this yaoqin will be played automatically, producing a curly sound of ancient rhyme, as if it had flowed over a thousand years ago.

Therefore, Feiyun Palace is also called "Amamiya".

The sound of the piano, which will automatically appear every time it rains, has become one of the ten wonders of Hangzhou Prefecture, and is called: "Imming Palace Music".

When Joan Ji went up the mountain, she was fortunate enough to fall in the rain.

The gurgling piano sound flowing from Feiyun Palace makes people feel comfortable.

She looked eighteen or nineteen years old, with wavy blond hair, with a silk ribbon around her neck, spreading out a nice arc.

Looking at her face, she has a pair of beautiful pupils that are almost amber, as if reflecting gems. Snow-white skin, tall and rugged, it is clear that he is a Hu people of the Western Regions.

But the skin is delicate, the skeleton is thin, and it looks like a Heluo woman from a distance.

Probably a rare mixed race.

This beautiful girl wore a rare plain white dress with a large upper body, only a jade belt was tightly tied around her waist to outline her waist. But the slender and round legs were unobstructed, most of them exposed, slightly sensual, and they trembled slightly when they walked, making people eye-catching.

She held a thin oil-paper umbrella in her hand, printed with beautiful flower petals, just like the flowers and trees on both sides of the mountain trail.

Although it is rainy and cold in autumn, there is no need to hold an umbrella as a cultivator.

It's just that the picture of my daughter's house is pretty.

Hold an umbrella to catch the flowers.

Look at the West Wind riding a thin horse.

Walking in front is the lead disciple of Feilaizong. When I visited the mountain gate for the first time, I had to walk up a section of the road behind the mountain gate, and only then did I look respectful.

Behind him was a somewhat horrible middle-aged fat man, wearing a silk satin, embroidered with copper coins, squinting his eyes, squinting his chest and dangling while walking. It's not like a practitioner, but a mortal merchant.

This person is the guardian elder sent by Feixiancheng, Shen Erfu.

"Oh." Shen Erfu looked around, his mouth twitching constantly. "It is said that Jiangnan has good scenery, and we can be regarded as knowledgeable about this journey."

"In our desert, we are not planted in a magical way and carefully cared for. Where can we see such beautiful flowers and trees? I don't know how much money I will get in the past."

"The sound of the Amamiya piano is also wonderful. I heard it a long time ago, and I finally saw it today. It really cleanses the soul and cultivates sentiments. Yes, really good."

"Let me say, for the prize of this conference, we might as well want that Yaoqin."

"No, we don't rain all year round. Um...I guess the people who fly to the sect can't give it to ~www.ltnovel.com~Second Master..."

Joan Ji originally wanted to create a beautiful mood, but the middle-aged man kept chattering in her ears, and the little girl finally couldn't bear it.

She frowned and said, "We don't necessarily win, so why not mention anything."

"Haha." Shen Erfu patted his belly, "Others may not be sure to win. We are not sure to win this Fei Lai Zong."

"The second uncle did an investigation before he came. The chief disciple of their generation is just a silver-like pewter tip, which is not good enough to use. It is better than nothing."

"Every time you get rid of evil spirits, you take a bunch of Leibu Jiu'er Talisman, call and call."

"Electric, you can’t see or hear anything. If you have a good-looking face, you can trick the little girl into liking it. You little girls, just look at your face stupidly, otherwise, who would think he can? OK? Haha, you can ask him what else will happen if he is out of power?"

The leading disciple of the flying sect in front listened to him belittle his chief disciple and refuted it intentionally. But after much deliberation, I thought he was right...

Good-natured.

Had to shut down for a while, Quandang could not hear.

Qiong Ji also had a black line on her face: "Uncle Second Master, please pay attention to what you say, what is our little girl? I am different from those superficial girls, so I don't look at my face."

"Really?"

"Of course..." Joan Ji frowned, nodding her head heavily.

Before he finished speaking, he turned his head, it turned out that he had reached the top of the mountain.

At first glance, she saw a figure standing in front of Feiyun Palace.

He was wearing a cyan robe with fine stitches, very clean, and he did not hold an umbrella in the rain.

A white jade face, two strands of clouds follow the wind. The sky above the head, the foot is on the clouds and mountains. Fluttering like a legacy of independence, it seems that a person who has become immortal and has become immortal.

Qiong Ji's words suddenly changed, and her voice trembled...

"of course not……"