Su Jing was not arrogant enough to say, "No need to discuss, I'll go there." Instead, he responded seriously: "I have something urgent and I have to enter the Sword Tomb. Can you take the position this time? I will go.
Talk to Elder Gongye and ask him to open a furnace and forge a good sword alone for the failed disciple."
Elder Hong nodded immediately, and just as he was about to say something else, Jiu Lin Peak Director Duo suddenly interrupted: "There is only one month to go, and it will be important for my junior uncle's true identity to be compromised? I don't know what other things are in my junior uncle's heart.
Since the identity of 'true disciple' is more important, please ask Uncle Master to clarify my doubts."
Su Jing shook his head: "You don't have to worry about my affairs."
Ren Duo laughed, ignored Su Jing and said directly: "Another ten years have passed, and one of my junior uncle's big holes is still unopened. I don't dare to care about my junior uncle's affairs, but I can't help but give some advice."
, given your current situation, even if you pick a peerless sword from the Sword Tomb, what's the use of it? Your life is about to end, and people who are at the end of their cultivation have no right to think about anything else."
"Elder Ren, you are too presumptuous." Elder Hong said dissatisfiedly, but he could only say that his attitude was presumptuous and could not find any other words to refute.
Su Jing didn't try to distinguish anything, but he never gave in: "I have to go to the Sword Tomb."
Ren Duo laughed loudly: "You are uncle, and whatever you say will be what you say! But you are also a disciple of Lishan, and you must abide by the rules agreed upon by the elders. It just so happens that everyone is here to discuss this matter, and there has just been a result: sword competition
Seize the throne!"
There is no shortage of swords in Lishan, but there is a chance to get a peerless sword from the sword tomb, and everyone wants to try their luck. The sword tomb has been closed for more than fifty years, and now there are countless disciples in Lishan who are qualified to pick swords. Who should let them
It’s an awkward matter to decide who should go or not, so let’s let the younger ones compete fairly. Since Lishan is a sword sect, and this time it’s about collecting swords, let the disciples who are qualified to go to the sword tomb compete with each other with swords. And the master has not been around these years.
, the sect has been quiet for a long time, and there has been no decent competition. We just took this opportunity to let the new disciples do some activities.
Elder Hong explained the matter to Su Jing in a few words. Without waiting for Su Jing to say anything else, Ren Duo added: "If the Lishan disciples want to go to the Sword Tomb, they have to participate in the competition. Otherwise, where is the fairness, and what will the other juniors think?
"
Su Jing didn't want to talk nonsense and nodded directly: "It's up to you."
As if he didn't expect Su Jing to be so happy, Ren Duo was stunned for a moment, and then laughed again: "The junior uncle is the junior junior uncle after all. We can't ignore our seniority. I think so, you don't need to participate in the previous competitions.
, after selecting seven outstanding disciples and adding you as one, there will be up to three competitions from beginning to end with the young master uncle."
"The other thing is that my uncle's practice is very important. We will arrange the time so that we won't disturb you this month. On the last day of the ten-year period, please invite my uncle to take the exam." As he spoke, Ren Duo smiled.
The meaning became more and more obvious: "If you can't work with Uncle Master's Dharma, let's just put it at Guangmingding Peak for the final sword show. At that time, the disciples from both sects inside and outside Lishan Mountain, the elders of various peaks, and the deacons will gather at Guangmingding Summit to watch Uncle Master."
Sword-wielding style!”
Ren Duo's intention was very clear. On the last day of the Guangming Ding sword debate, he wanted Su Jing to lose the sword test at the Eighth Patriarch's dojo, and then be deprived of his true successor status.
After finishing speaking, he paused for a moment, and then Ren Duo remembered another thing. He restrained his smile and said seriously: "The sect's grand competition, the solemn and prosperous age, your piece of jade tablet like seeing"
Before he could finish speaking, Su Jing shook his head: "Don't worry, I don't have to see you this time." After saying that, he nodded with Elder Hong and others and walked out, but when he reached the gate, he stopped again.
He turned back to Ren Duo and said, "If you didn't mention the jade tablet, I almost forgot about it."
As he spoke, he unbuttoned his collar and showed the treasure tag. At the same time, he said: "Except for the Nine Scales Peak disciples, other elders are exempt from the courtesy."
Ren Duo stopped laughing, saluted, stood up, and said coldly, "Isn't it interesting?"
Su Jing looked at ease: "The benevolent see the benevolence and the wise see the wisdom."
Su Jing returned to Guangmingding. Qiu Ping'an frowned when he learned about the sword competition: "What a loss! As far as I know, there are many young disciples in Lishan who have recently risen in the past few years.
A lot!"
Su Jing didn't understand this, but in the past many years, he had gained enlightenment while exercising, resting his body to experience the sword's intention. His practice had always been to alternate between wind, fire, and sword techniques.
No matter how you think about it, this opportunity to test your swordsmanship is a good thing.
In addition to this, Su Jing had another purpose, but it was too troublesome to explain, so he didn't bother to explain it.
Seeing that Su Jing had no reaction, Qiu Ping'an was a little anxious: "What if I get beaten down in the first game?"
Liuliang was even more worried about his master: "Even if I were defeated by some unfilial junior in the last battle, could it be that I won't go to the Sword Tomb?"
Su Jing looked relaxed and smiled at Qiu Ping'an: "It would be best if you can go with the name of your own sect. If that doesn't work, can't all sects in the world send someone to go? Then I will put on a cover and ask again.
Your father-in-law can find a way to build a small sect, so it won’t be difficult to go to the Sword Tomb."
The words ‘father-in-law’ made Little Loach very excited: “Don’t worry, I will take care of this matter!”
Su Jing and Liuliang said in unison, laughed, and corrected: "It's your father-in-law's fault!"
Su Jing did not have much preparation for the sword competition, and was still focusing on his own practice. During this month, the sect held special gatherings, and the Lishan Jianping where the sword test was held was very lively, with swordsmen from morning to night.
The lights are flying, the curses are singing, and everyone who has worshiped Lishan in recent decades comes on stage to perform their skills. It is not only a competition among the younger generations for an opportunity to seize a good sword, but also a test and a test for the younger generations by the elders in the sect.
Regardless of winning or losing, in the successive competitions alone, nearly a hundred outstanding registered disciples were promoted to the outer sect, and more than ten outer sect disciples with promising qualifications were accepted into the inner sect by the elders of the Star Peak.
More than twenty days passed, and the seven outstanding new disciples finally competed for the position. After a few days of rest, at dawn on August 17, as the melodious bells rang throughout the sect, seventeen elders from Lishan, seven
The outstanding juniors who took the exam rushed to Guangmingding
Guisi year, August 17th.
The public competition was open to both inner and outer disciples. Although the seven previous winning disciples had little qualifications, each of them was outstanding in swordsmanship and spells. No one wanted to miss the exciting competition. Especially today.
Not only was it the day of victory, it was also the deadline for the successor of Guangmingding to be deprived of his true successor status. The suspense that had been maintained for ten years finally came to the moment of revelation. Many disciples of the Sky Rock Cliff and Piaomiao Star Peak fled to the light of their swords and followed.
Behind Master Yu, people gathered from all directions; in addition, four or five Lishan demons also came together, and the leader was Granny Qiu.
Sword energies from all walks of life and clouds filled with brilliance gathered into pieces of brilliant clouds and surged toward Guangmingding. Grandma Qiu and other great demons who had lived in the sect for a long time felt a sigh of relief in their hearts. They recalled that when the Eight Ancestor was here, Guangmingding was like this.
The red sun is shining high, and the stars and peaks are protecting each other. Every year when the Jiazi Year comes, the Eighth Patriarch will hold a sermon. Even the registered disciples can listen and receive instruction. All the disciples who leave the mountain flock to it. How bright the summit is at that time.
Glory!
After the death of the Eight Patriarchs, Guangmingding fell into decline, and has not been prosperous for thousands of years. Until today, it is just after the prosperity of this moment, and what followed is a great shame and humiliation for the owner of Guangmingding today.
Thinking of this, Granny Qiu suddenly snorted coldly.
Elder Qi, who was walking side by side with her, understood her thoughts and advised in a low voice: "Lishan's internal affairs are managed by the head and the elders. We can't interfere. Old sister, it's better to relax. I can't put it politely.
Yes, if Su Jing's true identity cannot be preserved, if you insist on it, it will only make things more difficult and make the child more embarrassed."
"The ten-year period was agreed upon by Su Jing and the elders together. I won't care about it, but Su Jing has always been a great benefactor to my old Qiu family. If anyone wants to humiliate this son again after taking away his identity, the surnamed Qiu
I will never sit back and ignore it." The wrinkles on Grandma Qiu's face were densely packed with anger.
Ordinary disciples, including many elders, have never seen the grand scene when the Eighth Patriarch was here, and naturally they will not feel the emotion of the great demons. However, when they approached Guangmingding, they were really surprised.
There was no bright light anymore, only a wave of black crows. Thousands of crows raised their heads, staring closely at the people coming from the sky, their eyes full of ferocity and vigilance.
Countless crows were awake, but not a single crow was heard. There was only silence in the huge bright dome, as if the owner here had completely forgotten what day it was.
The three great demon slaves Six Liang, Hei Fengsha, and Qiu Ping'an stood side by side in front of the small courtyard where their lord Qingxiu was staying. Forty-nine pairs of knights sat separately in the crow tide, turning a blind eye to the incoming disciples who had left the mountain.
The crows had no intention of making room for themselves. How could a large group of high-ranking people from the mountains step on the crows? The elders stopped hanging in the air and looked at each other. Not surprisingly, Ren Duofei took a few steps forward and took a deep breath.
He was ready to speak in one breath, when suddenly there was a creaking sound on the top of the light roof, the small wooden door of the courtyard opened, and Su Jing walked out slowly wearing a moon-white robe.
Wanwu bowed his head, and the demon slave sang his promise. Su Jing patted Dan Liuliang on the shoulder to show off his courtesy, and then said to Wu again: "Take the crows to practice in the forest."
The forty-nine pairs of crow guards all accepted the order, and immediately roared in unison, flying away in seven directions. When they moved, the crows moved with them. In an instant, the black tide collapsed and the crows soared into the sky, gathering into billowing black dragons, enveloping them.
It flew into the forest in the fierce wind and thunder. Although it had no demonic power at all, its awe-inspiring majesty was enough to move countless famous students!
In the blink of an eye, the whole place was cleared, and the Bright Dome reappeared. Su Jing raised his head and said to the large group of colleagues in the air: "It's really early, please come down."
The difference in seniority is that one person is at the top and thousands are at the bottom. After a vigorous salute and greeting, Ren Duo stood up and said to Su Jing: "Uncle Junior Master, not a single acupuncture point has been opened yet."
Even in front of countless juniors, Ren Duo did not hide the contempt in his tone. Su Jing pointed to the eastern horizon: "Dawn has just broken, there are still about ten hours, are you in a hurry?"
Ren Duo shook his head: "Master uncle is not in a hurry, how can the disciple be in a hurry?"
After saying this, Su Jing and Ren Duo looked at each other and smiled, both of them smiling happily. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe to (this site) and give rewards. Your support is my greatest
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