Chapter 162 Success
"Yes, it is true."
The old man nodded. Of course he remembered this matter.
However, he was away for several months for some business, and when he came back, he did not see Yang Qingyun.
I just thought that the other party left because he couldn't stand the hardship of staying in Tiegu Mountain, chopping iron branches and practicing his sword skills day after day, so I didn't take it to heart.
Did I misunderstand the other person?
As a senior master, he naturally disdained to take back his past promise, so he looked at Yang Qingyun.
"You mean, you have already mastered the sword moves?"
"Please allow me to show off in front of you, senior!"
Yang Qingyun did not give a direct answer, but bowed to the old man.
The old man touched his beard and did not refuse.
As for accepting a disciple, he really doesn't have the mind or time for that right now.
But if this child performs well,
It is only natural to reward and encourage .
After getting the old man's nod of approval,
Yang Qingyun let out a long breath, took out a long sword from his storage bag, and held it tightly with both hands.
Elder Zhou behind him took a look at the storage bag that Yang Qingyun was carrying and was a little surprised, but he just thought it was an opportunity for Yang Qingyun and nothing else.
Buzz! The long sword trembled, and a cold light flashed on the sharp blade.
Yang Qingyun held a sword in his hand, and the long sword in his hand bloomed like a cicada's wings. The dazzling light tore through the air, and the lightning-like light illuminated the sky and the earth.
But there was only a tiny, imperceptible sound in my ears, like the tiny ripples caused by a flying insect flying over the calm lake from high above!
If the other two people present were not strong men who were as powerful as gods in the eyes of ordinary people, I am afraid that this tiny sound would not be heard at all! This is the terrible power of the knife attached to the blade, even the sound is cut off! Yang Qingyun waved a set of basic knife skills in the field, and the knife broke through the air.
Silently again! At this moment, his control over the sword's power was already perfect, and it was fully displayed at this moment! "Awesome!"
Elder Zhou, who was standing behind and watching the entire scene, couldn't help but sigh in his heart as the heavy sword lights were reflected in his eyes.
Being able to master the sword power to such a meticulous degree, let alone the outer disciples, even among the inner disciples, there would definitely be no more than two hands who could surpass him! And Elder Zhou did not forget,
Yang Qingyun is only sixteen or seventeen years old now, and it has only been a year since he entered the Shengji Sect and became a true outer disciple!
If it weren't for Xie Qingtian who was born with the sword bone, Yang Qingyun in front of him could be said to be a rare genius that Shengji Sect had rarely encountered in the past hundred years!
And this,
It also made Elder Zhou more determined to find a better master for Yang Qingyun, so as to prevent this young talent from dying halfway!
Just as thoughts were coming to Elder Zhou's mind,
Opposite him,
The old man not far away frowned slightly, his expression seemed to change, and there seemed to be a flash of hesitation.
This slight change was also noticed by Yang Qingyun, who was about to complete a set of basic sword techniques.
“It doesn’t seem to work yet.”
"That's fine! If I fail, that's fine, but at least I have to show as much as possible before that!"
Yang Qingyun's gaze became firm again.
He originally planned to stop after demonstrating the basic sword skills, but he changed his mind.
When the last move of the basic sword technique was slashed out,
He took a deep breath.
The mind slashed with a single blow!
Deep in the mind, the sword that had been nurtured for more than ten days slashed out again!
The sword light shone, and a brilliant light burst out between heaven and earth. The air seemed to be torn apart, and the sharp sound was like a tsunami, splitting the waves and dividing the sea! But what made the old man change color was that deep in the brilliant sword light, there was an unyielding sword will, tearing the sky apart and roaring down!
"The will of the sword."
The old man murmured softly, his eyes became deep, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Until a quarter of an hour later,
The light faded, and the torrent stirred up by the knife in the surrounding world dissipated, and everything returned to its previous calm state.
The air was quiet for a moment, but then,
Then the old man looked at Yang Qingyun, stroking his beard with his hand, and raised the corners of his mouth. His cloudy eyes became clear again, and there seemed to be a different light in them: "You are a good kid."
"I am Mu Xiangzi. Some of my fellow Taoists call me Mu Dao Ren. If you don't mind that I am dying soon, I can teach you for a while."
Seeing this scene, Yang Qingyun knew that it was already done!
He immediately bowed to him and said:
"Disciple Yang Qingyun greets Master!"
Time flies, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.
In the secret realm at the top of Tiegu Mountain,
At this time, Yang Qingyun was wearing ordinary linen clothes, waving the hoe in his hand again and again, and was cultivating the fields in the secret realm just like Taoist Mu Xiangzi did back then.
During this period of time,
As the one-year period was coming to an end, Elder Zhou began to lead the more than 700 new outer sect disciples to run around, familiarize themselves with the various conditions within the sect, go out for training, and teach and instruct them one by one, arranging various matters for them after they actually entered the outer sect.
Those who are capable began to take the initiative to show their abilities one after another during this last moment.
I hope to be valued by Elder Zhou.
Not wanting to blend in with the tens of thousands of outer disciples of the sect, he blended into the vast crowd like a drop of water falling into the sea, disappearing silently.
In this process,
A lot of big things happened too.
Some people rose to fame, some ended up in disgrace, and some fought hard for the title of elite outer disciples.
Among the newly promoted outer disciples,
Suddenly it became lively.
But these have little to do with Yang Qingyun.
Since the day he became a disciple, he was listed in the sect's roster and was kept here by his master, and he has been tilling the land until now.
Although his name and deeds were undoubtedly deeply imprinted among the more than 700 new outer disciples, and left a popular legend, admired and respected by many people, it also gradually spread to the outside world and was discussed and marveled at by even more people.
His reputation also spread.
Occasionally, you can hear passers-by talking about him on the street.
But Yang Qingyun, who had been staying in the secret realm to farm, naturally had no chance to understand these things.
But even if he knew, he didn't have the heart to pay attention to it! Because at this time, Yang Qingyun was immersed in hoeing the land! It was not until shortly after he worshipped Mu Xiangzi as his master that he realized that the other party's hoeing the land was actually a way of practicing!
This month,
The benefits he gets should not be too great! (End of this chapter)
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