Winter comes and summer goes, spring goes and autumn comes.

Time passed by suddenly.

The trees on the mountain turn green and then yellow, turn yellow and then dry, and dry and then green again.

This cycle continued until this winter.

"boom!"

In the small courtyard covered with plum blossoms, there was the sound of sharp weapons colliding. Two girls were competing in swordsmanship in the center of the courtyard.

Wen Youqing was wearing a long green dress, her black hair flowing like clouds, the childishness on her face had long since faded away, leaving only the stunning brightness.

The originally barren breasts have changed from their previous inaction and become full, round, and plump.

At this moment, she was holding a long sword in her hand, staring intently ahead.

She was an equally beautiful girl, but unlike Wen Youqing, she still had a hint of immaturity on her face. Her shoulder-length hair had grown long, and she looked virtuous and gentle.

If the sword in her hand wasn't tempered with dozens of poisons.

"Luo Li, you broke the rules! This is definitely a foul!"

Wen Youqing shouted, "You have poisoned and colored your sword. How can you find a green sword these days?"

"Senior sister, you are mistaken. This is rust."

"Rust, bullshit! I saw you poisoning the sword last night. There were dozens of bottles. Was it necessary?"

"Senior Sister, it's okay. I have the antidote. Just lose to me."

"What do you mean by that? It's still uncertain who will lose. Today, I will teach you what it means that in the face of absolute strength, all crooked ways are useless!"

After saying that, the two girls became swift and unpredictable again, and the only sounds in the air were the ringing of swords and the clashing of sharp blades.

Not far away, Jing Yan, who was lying on a bamboo chair watching the girls' competition, looked at the vast blue sky and couldn't help but think -

It's been three years.

Three years have passed since he accepted Wen Youqing as his apprentice, and then Luo Li.

During these three years, Jingyan has done his best to play the role of a good master.

I can only say that the effect is significant.

Perhaps thanks to Wen Youqing's talent, the girl broke through the Jindan stage in just three years and entered the early stage of Jindan.

As for Luo Li, whom he had always wanted to take as his disciple, due to her relatively young age, she had only reached the peak of the Jindan stage and was still some distance away from breaking through to the Jindan stage.

But she has an extraordinary talent in refining weapons and medicines, and Jing Yan even considered whether he should teach her his technique of consecrating pots and pans.

Speaking of Luo Li——

Jing Yan couldn't understand it. He clearly wanted to accept Luo Li as his disciple, and Luo Li also wanted to be his disciple, but when he asked about this matter, the girl always refused.

They say things like being a disciple is not good, there is something wrong with being a disciple, there are some things that cannot be done, and doing some things is likely to cause controversy and so on.

Is there anything that an apprentice cannot do?

Jing said that he thought about it over and over again, but still couldn't figure it out.

But it didn't matter. Anyway, Jingyan had already regarded Luo Li as his disciple in his heart, and Luo Li also changed his words. Except for not calling Jingyan "Master", he kept all the other details about his disciple's identity secret.

She also calls Wen Youqing "senior sister".

Today, Jing Yan decided to test the cultivation level of his two disciples.

Both of them suppressed their cultivation at the Jindan stage, and they fought with swords as weapons to see who would win.

But the more Jing Yan looked, the more he felt something was wrong. When he saw sword skills comparable to those of a Nascent Soul appear on the field, he had only one question.

Is this fucking Jindan stage?

As expected of him being the son of destiny, killing people of higher levels is commonplace for him.

Thinking of this, Jing Yan felt relieved and shifted his gaze to look at the three letters beside him.

He opened the first one.

The leader of the Hunyuan Taoist sect said that we should not forget the agreement made three years ago. The trial conference will be held in Zhongzhou at the end of this year, so we must not forget it then.

Three years have passed so quickly.

Jing Yan sighed, looked at the second letter, opened the envelope and began to read.

"Master, are you okay? Why haven't you come to see me yet? Are you in any danger?"

"I have already mastered the swordsmanship you taught me. If the elders of the sect hadn't stopped me from going out, I would have come to find Master a long time ago."

"It's just the Sword Master, whoever wants this position can take it, why give it to me? I just want to be with Master."

"I'm so bored. The days I'm waiting for my master are like ants crawling all over my body."

"Master, please come find me."

The final signature is——

"Li Lingshang."

The scripture says: “???”

What the hell?

When did I get another disciple for no reason?

He didn't go out and have affairs with other women or get involved in any trouble.

Ever since he left the sect and his hometown, no one knew his whereabouts. Who is this person named Li Lingshang and how does he know his address?

Could it be that the wrong letter was sent?

What made Jingyan even more confused was that this person kept saying "Master, go find her quickly", but in the end he didn't say where he was!

Just search all over the mountains and rivers to find it, right?

Riddler, next.

Jingyan looked at the third letter.

It was this letter that made Jingyan's heart skip a beat.

Because he comes from Qiu Shui.

The most mysterious and also the most powerful sect in the world, its name is Qiu Shui.

This was also the sect that Jing Yan had left behind and fled to.

Mom!

With mixed feelings, Jing Yan trembled as he opened the envelope in his hand.

When I saw the sender's name, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Yun Su."

His master, Master Wen Youqing's master.

The figure of Master appeared in Jingyan’s mind.

That was a gorgeous person.

The woman was lying on her side on a bamboo chair, her slender legs half covered by a fox fur coat. She half-closed her eyes, her cold eyes filled with complex emotions, her white arms supporting her cheeks, she looked lazy and charming, as quiet as a painting.

But Jingyan only has two stereotypical labels for his master.

One is lazy, the other is just posing.

Just like the letter she sent this time——

"The Scripture says to my disciples, seeing my letter is like meeting in person."

"Well, that old idiot in the sect woke up from seclusion again and asked about your whereabouts. I don't know which idiot told you about your whereabouts."

"Don't worry. Although that old man is very irritable, he didn't blame you. Instead, he blamed the sect leader and elders for being ignorant and making you run away."

"Tell them to apologize to you and invite you back, otherwise they will suffer the consequences."

"The sect leader is also an idiot. He gave this task to me. I know nothing. I haven't taught you anything since you started practicing. It's natural that you are just setting up a pot at home and asking for trouble."

"But you also know my character. I am too lazy to look for you now. You'd better quit while you are ahead and come back before the New Year."

"Otherwise I will go down the mountain and bring you back."

"Okay, enough of that nonsense. I'm going to sleep. Damn it, why is this sect acting like work? It's over!"

The sutra says: "......"

This is really the style of our master.

At the same time, he was thinking.

Hiss... The three-year agreement will be held in Zhongzhou, where the sky is high and the roads are long, so it makes sense to set off early.

Since the master can send a letter here, it means he has been exposed!

We can't stay here for a moment longer!

Must run away immediately!

19. How to use the sword?

At the same time, Dongsheng Shenzhou.

The fairy mountain that reaches into the sky is surrounded by floating clouds, and the sound of cranes crying can be heard.

The towering green mountains guard the main peak in the center, but the main peak is cut in half, as if there is a sword energy lingering around it.

There is a long hiking trail at the foot of the mountain.

Keep going along the mountain road until you reach the end of the road, where you can catch a glimpse of the immortal gate and see the majestic stone pillars.

There are four words carved on it with sword energy:

Qinglan Sword Sect.

This is the only hidden sect that can be compared with Qiu Shui today, and it is a holy place in the hearts of sword practitioners all over the world.

Since the founding of the sect, most of its disciples have been sword practitioners.

Although Qinglan Sword Sect and Qiu Shui are both top sects in the world, the relationship between the two sects is not good.

It can even be said that they are disgusted with each other.

To put it elegantly, it means that we share the same principles and are competitors. To put it more simply, it is business competition and everyone is competing for performance.

After all, everyone is practicing swordsmanship. If one side recruits talented disciples, the other side’s KPI will definitely plummet.

Therefore, in the world, there will always be a strange phenomenon happening.

When the disciples of Qinglan Sword Sect and Qiu Shui met, most of them would fight each other and use sword skills to speak directly.

After all, only the winner gets the right to bark, and the taunts are at their maximum.

And just today, the Qinglan Sword Sect rang the long-silent bell, announcing that there were important matters in the sect that needed to be discussed, and the elders and deacons were asked to come to the hall as soon as possible to discuss.

After three rounds of lunch, the hall was already full of people and bustling with activity.

The middle-aged man with white hair cleared his cough, attracting everyone's attention.

He is the current leader of the Qinglan Sword Sect, the Qinglan Sword Immortal who possesses the strength of the Mahayana stage, Ouyang Yun.

"The once-in-a-decade Trial Conference is about to begin, and this time it will be held in Zhongzhou."

Trial Conference.

The most prestigious martial arts conference in the entire world of immortal cultivation.

As long as one is a cultivator under the age of 30, no matter if he is from the righteous or evil sects, as long as he has the strength, he can show his skills here and make a splash.

At the same time, this is also one of the bases for judging whether a sect is strong.

After all, only when the incense is constantly burning and talented people emerge in large numbers, can a sect become more and more powerful.

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