Qin Jian watched in horror as the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered crazily towards Su Bei. At this time, Su Bei was completely wrapped by a golden spiritual crystal in the shape of a human being sitting upright.
After a full two hours, the gathering speed of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth slowly slowed down. Under Qin Jian's unblinking gaze, the solidified golden spirit crystal seemed to be sucked by something like a long whale sucking water.
Walk.
Then Su Bei opened his eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly stood up. An invisible momentum burst out. Although Su Bei could not find the fine gold spirit now, the abundant golden spirit energy still made Su Bei
Bei's cultivation is getting better and better day by day.
Su Bei stood up, and suddenly he felt a slight breathing behind him. His body tensed, and he suddenly turned around and looked at Qin Jian coldly.
"What are you doing here?" Su Bei asked in a cold voice.
"Hmph, boy, you seem to be taking the lead. This is my Ba Jian Peak. Where do I want to go, and you have to ask me where I want to go." When Qin Jian heard Su Bei's words, his heart was filled with anger, and the anger he had suppressed for a long time burst out.
Su Bei was stunned for a moment, and then he felt relieved. He had been staying at Ba Jian Peak for more than a few months, and Qin Jian had not bothered him, so he was treated more favorably. Now that he suddenly appeared in front of him, he thought:
something's up.
"Well, I wonder what you want from me?" Su Bei softened his tone and asked calmly.
Qin Jian exhaled a long breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and then said: "There are still three months left before the sect training for my sect disciples every five years. I wonder if you want to participate."
"Zong Calendar? Hehe, I'm not a disciple of the Sword Control Sect." Su Bei smiled lightly and said noncommittally.
"It doesn't matter. As long as you want to participate, no one dares to say no."
"Then what's going on with this sect's training?"
"The sect's training is a method for our sect to test the cultivation of its disciples. Every five years, the disciples will be sent to a very dangerous place, where there are countless powerful monsters. Only the disciples who are strong and adaptable can
Through experience.”
"What does this have to do with me?" Su Bei said nonchalantly. Su Bei took it for granted that the Sword Controlling Sect tested his disciples and it had nothing to do with him.
"Oh, listen to what I have to say." Qin Jian's face changed, and he gritted his teeth and said while holding back his anger.
"Okay, I'm all ears."
Hush, Qin Jian found that talking to Su Bei was really challenging the limit of his tolerance. This guy, with his strength, seemed to have no idea how high the sky was. If it weren't for the ambiguity of the sect master, Qin Jian believed that he would have pushed Su Bei to the end.
It was blown to pieces.
"Although the training place is dangerous, there are endless treasures and various opportunities to improve one's own cultivation. After completing the training, come back and hand in the inner elixir of the monster you killed. Those at the top will also receive rich rewards.
reward.”
"Oh, this is a good choice." When Su Bei heard this, he immediately became interested. Powerful monsters and a place full of dangers, weren't they exactly what he was looking for, a place where he could constantly challenge his limits?
"Okay. I agreed, when will we set off."
"In three months, the sect master will come back within these three months and activate the teleportation array. I will inform you then." Qin Jian was secretly happy. Unexpectedly, Su Bei agreed without any effort.
It was beyond his expectation.
However, in any case, there are still three months left, and this headache that caused Qin Jian is over. If Su Bei dies in the place of training, there will be no future troubles. If Su Bei can come back alive,
Maybe I won’t stay at Ba Jian Peak anymore.
…
Time passed slowly, and the people of Ba Jian Peak were still living like years. The spiritual energy fluctuations two or three times a day made it impossible for them to practice quietly. How could they participate in the sect training in the best condition? So in the end, most of the disciples
They all went to other places in the Sword Control Sect to practice.
As a result, Ba Jian Peak became even quieter.
Another two months later, Su Bei was practicing with all his strength. The fist wind was howling. There was no grass growing in the dozens of feet around where he was practicing. At first, footprints could be seen on the ground one by one, but in the end, the ground was covered layer by layer.
The layers were shattered, and then swept away by the strong wind caused by Su Bei's fists and kicks.
As a result, a huge pit with a radius of dozens of feet gradually formed in the place where Su Bei practiced.
Whenever Su Bei used up the last bit of his strength, he would sit down cross-legged and start to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth crazily, and then another wave of spiritual energy of heaven and earth began.
Just when Su Bei was meditating, a rainbow light suddenly crossed the sky and reached directly to the main peak of Yujian Sect. A person walked step by step from the rainbow light to the main peak of Yujian Sect.
The rainbow light was dazzling, colorful and spectacular. And this rainbow light seemed to be a bridge under the man's feet, and the man walked towards the Sword Controlling Sect from the bridge slowly but really quickly.
Everyone in the Sword Controlling Sect was startled by the rainbow light and flew up with their swords one after another. They lined up neatly on both sides of the rainbow light according to their age and age.
"Welcome to the sect master." Everyone bowed and said in unison.
The leader of the Sword Control Sect is dressed in a white jade robe, with a red face and no beard on his chin. He looks like he is only half a hundred years old. His long hair is disheveled, and when the wind blows, thousands of blue hairs fly, and the white jade robe has long sleeves fluttering.
Between his frown and smile, his eyes shone with a kind of light called wisdom, great wisdom, great power, the true king of the Mahayana period. The sect master waved his sleeves, raised his hands to everyone, and said: "Everyone is exempt from courtesy.
.”
"Thank you, Sect Master."
While the sect leader was speaking, he did not stop. Instead, he walked directly to the top of the main peak. When he stopped, the colorful light passed away. The sect leader then turned to look at everyone and said, "I'm not in the sect."
Time, thank you for your hard work."
"It is a blessing for us to do our best for our sect." Everyone sang in unison.
The sect leader smiled slightly and was about to speak. Suddenly, his face was slightly startled, and then he smiled, stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Ba Jianfeng, and said: "I think that is the master of physical arts training. Well, he is so powerful.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth fluctuates."
Qin Jian bowed and said: "Back to the sect master, it is him. At this time, he is practicing on my Ba Sword Peak."
"Ha, it's interesting. None of the physical practitioners I've seen can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It seems that he is an anomaly." The sect leader said thoughtfully, and he became even more curious about Su Bei.
"Let's go and see him." The sect leader waved his sleeves and walked out of thin air, heading towards Ba Sword Peak.
The sect master walked in the void, as if there was a broad road under his feet, and nothing could stop him from moving forward.
At the top of the Tyrant Sword Peak, Su Bei was completely wrapped in spiritual energy. He had no idea that the master of the Sword Control Sect had returned, let alone that the master was leading a group of people and looking at him carefully.
After another two hours, the spiritual energy was sucked away by Kunpeng like a whale. Su Bei woke up from trance and slowly stood up. A feeling of being watched arose. Su Bei raised his eyes and looked, in the sky
, thousands of people were watching me quietly.
Su Bei's eyes suddenly fell on the person in the front among the crowd, and his eyes flickered. Su Bei felt that that person had an indescribable feeling, gentle but with a fierce aura.
That is the momentum that only the strong can have, the momentum that comes from long-term practice, the determination to move forward, and the determination to overcome everything.
"Who are you?" Su Bei asked, calmly and calmly, without any emotion.
However, the sect leader didn't answer the question. He suddenly laughed and praised loudly: "What a good young man. He can have such cultivation and such a state of mind at such a young age. It's amazing, amazing."
Su Bei frowned slightly. He didn't feel anything from this man's sudden compliment, but the gentle yet sharp feeling in his words became clearer and clearer.
"Who are you?" Su Bei was unmoved and asked again.
"Bold, this is..." a disciple of the Sword Control Sect suddenly said angrily, pointed at Su Bei, and wanted to stand out from the crowd, as if he wanted to teach Su Bei a lesson.
"Yes." The sect leader turned around, raised his hand, and said slowly: "Step back."
The disciple was startled and hurriedly bowed and said: "Yes, Sect Master. This disciple has overstepped his courtesy, please ask the Sect Master to punish you."
The sect leader waved his hand and said: "Back off."
"Yes, Sect Master." This disciple was sweating profusely and carefully returned to his original position, but he was a disciple under Hang Yin's seat at Stepping Sword Peak.
"Are you the master of the Sword Control Sect?" Su Bei let out a long sigh. He finally saw this legendary figure. That day, the master left only one Yuan Spirit. When Su Bei woke up, that Yuan Spirit
The spirit was about to dissipate, so Su Bei couldn't see his appearance clearly at all.
"That's right. It's me." The sect leader smiled and nodded.
Immediately, the sect leader waved to everyone behind him and said: "You guys, please step aside. I want to talk to this little brother alone."
Everyone shouted in unison, harnessed their swords, and drove away in the clouds. Only the sect leader was left standing in the void, looking at Su Bei quietly.
Su Bei frowned. He didn't like the feeling of being watched. He was a killer and was used to never attracting other people's attention.
For a long time, Su Bei and the sect master looked at each other, and neither one said anything. Finally, Su Bei simply waved his sleeves, swept away the dust on the ground, sat down cross-legged, and continued to look at each other with the sect leader.
After a long time, the sect master finally took action. He walked slowly in front of Su Bei from the void, then swept away the dust on the ground with the same sweep of his sleeves, and sat down cross-legged.
"I wonder who my little brother is studying under?" the sect leader was the first to speak.
When Su Bei heard this, he immediately laughed and asked him if he was a teacher. Isn't this a joke? His knowledge was mixed. When he was a killer in his previous life, he had studied the martial arts of almost all the martial arts masters in China. However, Su Bei still admired Yong the most.
Master Ip Man, the master of Spring Fist.
So, Su Bei said of course: "I learned from Master Ip Man."
"Oh, Master Ye Wen, I've never heard of it." The sect master thought for a moment and confirmed that he had never heard of this person before shaking his head and saying.
"My master likes peace and quiet, so many people in the world don't know about it." Su Bei composed the story calmly.
"Oh, it's true. There are too many masters in this world who like to be quiet. If I have time, I would really like to meet this master Ip Man."
"If my master is willing, of course there is no problem." Su Bei smiled, but secretly thought: Go to Earth to find Master Ye Wen.