In the afternoon, Ning Bugui showed up at the back mountain of the Bamboo Sea on time. The senior brother said that no one among the disciples in the Bamboo Sea dared to let him go. Several of them were tortured so badly that they could only cry for their father and mother.
Even Qin Xiao, who had no idea about the bet, was beaten up for no apparent reason. Unfortunately, the culprit, Ling Haotian, escaped because he wanted to make a sword casket to put the thousands of swords in, and went to the Weapon Refining Pavilion with Ning Zhiyang.
After this disaster, everyone scolded Ling Haotian for being a sinister and despicable bastard.
Several elders of the Weapon Refining Pavilion started the furnace together, using the finest black iron gold essence and the moon white stone found from the outer sea area, it took a whole month to build a suitable sword box for Ling Haotian.
Said to be a sword box, its shape looks more like a special scabbard.
The whole body of the sword box is dark purple, with light golden edges on the edges. Some simple patterns are hollowed out in the middle, shaped like a scabbard. It is crowned with a meson space with great magical power. It can contain all the swords that Ling Haotian took from the sword tomb.
Into the sword box.
Ling Haotian pinched the sword secret, and thousands of long swords flew out from the sword box behind him, floating in the air. Each sword shone with light representing its own characteristics, and the colorful rays enveloped his entire body.
The spiritual power in the surrounding air was surging. Ling Haotian's hands gently drew an arc in the air. Following his movements, these long swords all shot down towards the ground, like a meteor shower.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the ground was blown to pieces.
"Get up!" Ling Haotian shouted softly.
These long swords made soft chirping sounds and flew into the void again. Each sword carried its own trajectory, tumbling up and down in the void. The sonorous impact sounds were endless, and many swords had dots of explosions on them.
The sword light intertwined into the most gorgeous sword network.
"If Second Senior Brother behaves like this every time he fights with someone, he will soon have a nickname." Yun Feiyang, who came to join in the fun, said with a smile.
"What nickname?" everyone asked.
"Upstart!" Yun Feiyang said seriously.
"It makes sense!" Everyone nodded in unison. This was a nouveau riche. He took out thousands of high-quality swords with just a stick. If he was someone with a low status, he would probably be the target of robbery.
"There are so many swords. If Second Senior Brother goes out in the future, he will never worry about running out of money. When money is tight, just pick out the gems on any sword and sell it, and you will get a lot of money.
Ah." Ji Tong touched the wine gourd, his hands were itchy and he really wanted to deal with this bastard.
"Second Senior Brother, why don't you pack your bags and go down the mountain quickly, find a deserted place and open an ironware shop, and you will have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life. If one day, Junior Brother, I run out of money and can't afford food, I can go and join you.
"Wei Ziqing shouted at Ling Haotian that the people who caused him to be beaten were bastards.
Ling Haotian closed his hands, and pointed the ten and two fingers of his right hand together in the air. The swords quickly closed and fell back into the sword box one by one. When the last sword flew into the sword box, the sword hilt was just right.
Leaving it on the outermost side of the scabbard-like sword case, it looked like he had only one sword. Ling Haotian walked over with a smile on his face, "What's wrong with these junior brothers? Are you so angry?"
"What's wrong? Second Senior Brother, do you have the nerve to ask?" Qin Xiao jumped up first and felt a dull pain in his back. Senior Brother's attack was really heavy and showed no mercy at all. Why on earth did he need to be beaten?
"Second Senior Brother, you are finally willing to come back from the Weapon Refining Pavilion. All the junior brothers are looking forward to it." Ji Tong said through gritted teeth. Even Ning Bufan gritted his teeth and said in a rare moment: "Second Senior Brother is so despicable!".
Ling Haotian raised his eyebrows and smiled, his eyes darting around, trying to find a way to escape, but he couldn't do it to offend the public. He was suddenly blocked by several junior brothers, and even he couldn't get any favors. He smiled cheaply:
"Junior brother, you think of me so much. As the second senior brother, I am honored. But now your poor second brother has not slept for a month. He needs to catch up on his sleep. Several junior brothers have always been reasonable and will not stop him. I'm leaving."
After saying that, he was about to run away with his sword. Unfortunately, there was another Ji Tong here who had a higher level of cultivation than him. Before the sword behind Ling Haotian flew out of its sheath, Ji Tong grabbed his shoulder and said maliciously: "Two
Senior brother, all the junior brothers are waiting to share their feelings with you, you can't leave."
"Yes, Second Senior Brother, we would like to ask you some questions about cultivation. As Second Senior Brother, you wouldn't be willing to become your mentor, right?" Yun Feiyang grabbed Ling Haotian's other shoulder and blocked Ling Haotian's escape.
Ling Haotian had no choice but to put away his spell, "What's the problem?"
"According to legend, if you practice the sword to a certain level, you can become one with the sword, and the sword with the other, and look at everything you want, right?" Qin Xiao said seriously.
"That's right!"
"Well, so, by that time, people can no longer be called people, but sword people. Then, Second Senior Brother, if you have so many swords, what will your situation be like after you have cultivated to that state?" Qin Xiao
Keep asking.
"...little junior brother!" Ling Haotian gave a sinister smile.
The hair on Qin Xiao's back stood up. The second senior brother's smile was so scary. It was scarier than the senior brother's beating. He rushed to Ji Tong's side. Feeling that his personal safety was guaranteed, he continued without fear of death: "So, when the time comes,
You are no longer a human, but a swordsman, no, a swordsman, commonly known as a very swordsman."
"Yes, very swordsman!"
"...Then let me, a very good swordsman, let you realize the realm of the unity of man and sword in advance!" Ji Tong and Yun Feiyang didn't pay attention, and hundreds of long swords flew out from behind Ling Haotian, towards the two of them.
Stab away.
The two of them quickly flew out of the way, and the wine gourd on Ji Tong's waist instantly became huge. "Second Senior Brother, Junior Brother, I learned a little trick when I was repaired by Senior Brother last time. I will ask Second Senior Brother to give me some pointers today."
Bar."
"Look at my kitchen knife's Sky-Breaking Slash. This move is designed to hit people with very strong swords."
"Hmph! We were inexplicably being repaired by senior brother. Second senior brother, just wait to be repaired by us today." Qin Xiao rushed forward with the black iron heavy sword. Seeing that the naughty boy Ning Bufan was still standing aside, he pulled it with his backhand.
He dragged Ning Bufan to the front. Ning Bufan was unable to stop the car and directly hit Ling Haotian's sword net. He quickly drew his sword to deal with it.
"Brothers and junior brothers, we belong to the same lineage and should support each other. How can we fight over trivial matters? Dad will be angry if he finds out. But today is an exception. We support each other and fight together!" Ning Bufan said bitterly.
"I must support each other and have a good discussion with my second senior brother."
"This guy is unreliable no matter how you look at him."
"Third Senior Brother, swing the sledgehammer quickly. Don't be polite to Second Senior Brother."
"Oh, are you serious!" Ling Haotian was thrown into a panic by Ji Tong's big gourd. He turned around and rushed towards Ji Tong with his bare hands. The others dropped their weapons and rushed towards him with a tacit understanding.
"Oh, Fourth Senior Brother, you hit the wrong person."
"Sorry, I can't hold it back!"
"My feet, Sixth Junior Brother, why do you step on me?"
The six people rolled in a ball on the ground. When they stopped, they all looked at each other and burst into laughter. They were all messy and no one paid attention to them. They just walked to the grass together and looked up at the sky.
of white clouds.
"Hiss! Fourth Junior Brother, you are too cruel and show no mercy at all. After all, I am your Second Senior Brother." Ling Haotian touched the corner of his mouth that was scratched.
"No mercy!" Yun Feiyang turned sideways and glared at Ling Haotian, pointing at his two panda eyes, "Both of my eyes are like this, why can't I see you showing mercy?"
"Woo! I'm the worst, okay!" Qin Xiao pointed at his face, which was bruised and swollen, "You bastards each punched me several times, and even the sixth brother didn't let me go."
Ning Bufan touched the bruise on his cheek and forehead, his small eyes were full of innocence, "I didn't mean it. Who told you to run around, little junior brother?"
"Fortunately, senior brother is not here, otherwise we would have to be scolded for taking out some training guidance if we look so shameless." Ji Tong held the wine gourd and started drinking.
"That fighting maniac is probably looking for someone to compete with!" Ling Haotian raised his hand and snatched Ji Tong's wine gourd, raised his head and took a big sip.
"I hope the unlucky guy found by Senior Brother will be worse off than us!" Qin Xiao said weakly.
"Second Senior Brother and Fifth Senior Brother, I heard that you are going down the mountain for training soon. Is this true?" Qin Xiao suddenly remembered this matter.
"Yes, master has told us that at the beginning of next month, we elite disciples selected from the Qianyuan Lunwu Competition will go down the mountain together to practice." Ling Haotian said.
"Then where are you going?"
"..."
No one answered. Qin Xiao turned over and sat up and saw that everyone was asleep. He had to lie back down again. Thinking of the strange dream he had been having recently, Qin Xiao frowned and slowly closed his eyes.
In the quiet air, a cold wind suddenly drifted, and then a very familiar voice sounded, "How can you be lying here and not get up?"
Such a cold voice could not be attributed to Ning Bugui. When he saw that there was Ling Haotian lying on the ground, Ning Bugui unsheathed his long sword behind his back and said, "Second Junior Brother, you have come back just in time to spar with me."
To a certain extent, Senior Brother also holds grudges.
"Sir, please be merciful."
"Help, senior brother is here."
"Don't slap me in the face." Ling Haotian covered his face and ran away, crying for father and mother again. I don't know how many flowers and plants were harmed by this...