Chapter 21: 21
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Southern Han Dynasty, a city.
In the inn, the aroma of wine is diffuse.
"That day, Binglei mountain was covered with heavy snow. It was splashing on people's faces. They couldn't see the way ahead. Heroes of all factions gathered here to seize the legendary treasure Binglei son. The frost swordsman Cheng Yefei also came."
A storyteller shook his fan and said with a smile. There were rows of diners around him, listening to him talk about the situation in the Jianghu.
"Before Bing Leizi was born, the monks had to wait, but a six-year-old child quietly touched it. A disciple of the iron fist sect found it in time and threw a knife, forcing the six-year-old child to appear."
"When the disciples of each sect saw it, eh, it was a child. He was exquisite and handsome. He looked like he was no threat."
The diners listened carefully while eating melon seeds.
In the corner of the first floor of the inn, a man and a woman sat opposite each other. There was only a knife on the table to cut beef.
The man is a jade tree facing the wind, dressed in exquisite blue clothes, obviously from a rich family.
The woman is wearing a white skirt and a veil. Her skin is white and her eyes are moving, which makes people imaginative.
"So it seems that Zhao Xuan's son may have died."
The man opened his mouth and looked sorry.
The white skirt woman looked up at him and said, "Xiao Chengfeng, don't you want him to die?"
Xiao Chengfeng shrugged and said, "the queen has orders. My ideas are not important. I'm just a knife."
The white skirt woman didn't speak again. They were silent and thought about their own thoughts.
The storyteller is still talking. When it comes to the battle of Binglei mountain, his tone is sometimes low and sometimes excited. He listens to the nervous diners around him.
When he finished, the diners were still talking.
A greasy middle-aged man hummed, "nonsense, can a six-year-old child be so powerful?"
As soon as he said, the others followed.
"Yes, I didn't even know a word when I was six."
"Lao Li, now the story is blowing more and more divine. Are you floating or is the wine cheap?"
"The frost swordsman is a base building friar, and no gifted six-year-old can defeat him."
"Yes, you know what the foundation building friar stands for? His strength alone is more than ten thousand kilograms of giant force, which can easily knock down the earth wall."
In the face of the crowd's coaxing, the storyteller's face turned red. He snorted coldly and put away the folding fan in his hand.
He said righteously: "when did I talk nonsense? Go out and inquire. The story of Binglei mountain demon boy has been spread all over the world. Many sects even sent people to look for his trace!"
Hearing this, Xiao Chengfeng thought deeply and murmured, "if Zhaoxuan's son is still alive, he seems to be six years old now."
The white skirt woman's eyelashes trembled and asked calmly, "what do you mean?"
Xiao Chengfeng smiled and said, "even if this matter is exaggerated, if the child is really six years old, it can not be cultivated by the king."
"Zhishui girl, you should understand that it's best if Zhaoxuan's son dies, otherwise you will implicate Princess Chen and Princess Lingling."
The incident of empress Zhao Xuan caused the wrath of Emperor Zhou Yan, which is of great importance. Not only the empress is pursuing the matter, but also other great figures in the great Zhou Dynasty.
They all know the power of revenge.
Prince Xuanji must die!
Zhishui girl took a deep breath, immediately got up and said, "go, go to luoxianling."
……
Ten days have passed since the battle of Binglei mountain.
Zhou Xuanji did not go out again, but took shelter from the wind in the plain.
Qiu Baili almost fell out when he learned that he had won ice thunder from the two foundation builders.
This is not a sneak attack, not taking advantage of people's danger.
It's a fair fight!
Is this boy so strong?
On that day, Qiu Baili was shocked by Zhou Xuanji again.
Up to now, Zhou Xuanji has absorbed a piece of ice thunder and is breaking through the foundation building environment.
The use method of bingleizi is the same as that of Lingshi. If you hold it in your hand and operate the skill, it will automatically absorb the energy contained in its body.
Hoo hoo——
Aura poured into Zhou Xuanji's body from all directions, forming a wind whirling on his head.
Xiao Jiang Xue stood ten meters away, his hands clasped in front of his chest, and kept praying for Zhou Xuanji.
According to Qiu Baili, the path of cultivation depends on good and evil. Every time we break through a great realm, we will encounter various difficulties. Many monks die in the disaster of breakthrough.
"Don't worry, the boy is very lucky."
Qiu Baili Fuxu smiled and looked at Zhou Xuanji getting stronger day by day. He was amazed and relieved at the same time.
After he leaves, Zhou Xuanji will live well.
Maybe next time I see you, the six-year-old child will be famous all over the world.
Crackle——
Zhou Xuanji's body suddenly made a crisp explosion sound, and he became nervous when he heard Xiao Jiang Xuedun.
Qiu Baili narrowed his eyes and murmured, "steel muscles and iron bones..."
This boy is really a double cultivation of Dharma and body.
While cultivating the body, cultivation can be enhanced rapidly. People are really different.
Soon, Zhou Xuanji's spiritual power suddenly soared, and a momentum broke out, lifting the grass on the ground and sending green waves.
Build the first floor of the foundation!
Zhou Xuanji finally broke through. He could feel the spiritual power in his body like changing from a stream to a river. He was full of power.
This feeling made him want to roar.
Six years old, build a foundation!
The goal he set for himself has finally been achieved!
No face!
Excited, Zhou Xuanji jumped up suddenly. The cold wave sword appeared in his left hand and the red dragon sword appeared in his right hand.
Step on eight sword steps, white crane sword in the left hand and fire sword in the right hand. The body moves constantly, and the sword light flashes.
Whew! Whew! Whew
Zhou Xuanji danced his sword fiercely, and the spirit cultivation friar couldn't keep up with his sword speed at all.
Like a white crane spreading its wings, there are sparks looming.
"Two handed sword?"
"Two different sword techniques?"
Qiu Baili's eyes widened, with a damn expression.
He had been warning himself not to be surprised by this boy again. As a result
Little Jiang Xue opened her mouth slightly and her eyes widened. Although she couldn't understand it, she felt that Zhou Xuanji had suddenly become powerful.
Just as a mortal suddenly becomes a Wulin expert, the contrast between the front and back can cause a strong visual impact and spiritual shock.
At the same time, Zhou Xuanji had fallen into a mysterious and mysterious state, and the Tao was unclear.
"Ding! Congratulations on the sword master's understanding of one mind and two uses!"
"Because the sword master broke through to the foundation, he began to draw at random!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the sword master for winning the [black iron] pig killing sword, the formula of gathering Qi, and 100 level 3 spirit stones!"
The voice of Jianling rang out in Zhou Xuanji's mind, but his consciousness was still in an epiphany and didn't notice it.
His sword speed is faster and faster, his posture is natural and unrestrained, and he has a kind of master temperament.
Qiu Baili's eyes were blurred and his mouth kept reading.
As if Zhou Xuanji's sword wielding speed was too fast and the wind was very loud, Xiao Jiang Xue couldn't hear what Qiu Baili was talking about.
She leaned over to Qiu Baili and listened carefully.
Just listen to Qiu Baili's repeated sentence: "the master's potential will become the sword emperor!"
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Southern Han Dynasty, a city.
In the inn, the aroma of wine is diffuse.
"That day, Binglei mountain was covered with heavy snow. It was splashing on people's faces. They couldn't see the way ahead. Heroes of all factions gathered here to seize the legendary treasure Binglei son. The frost swordsman Cheng Yefei also came."
A storyteller shook his fan and said with a smile. There were rows of diners around him, listening to him talk about the situation in the Jianghu.
"Before Bing Leizi was born, the monks had to wait, but a six-year-old child quietly touched it. A disciple of the iron fist sect found it in time and threw a knife, forcing the six-year-old child to appear."
"When the disciples of each sect saw it, eh, it was a child. He was exquisite and handsome. He looked like he was no threat."
The diners listened carefully while eating melon seeds.
In the corner of the first floor of the inn, a man and a woman sat opposite each other. There was only a knife on the table to cut beef.
The man is a jade tree facing the wind, dressed in exquisite blue clothes, obviously from a rich family.
The woman is wearing a white skirt and a veil. Her skin is white and her eyes are moving, which makes people imaginative.
"So it seems that Zhao Xuan's son may have died."
The man opened his mouth and looked sorry.
The white skirt woman looked up at him and said, "Xiao Chengfeng, don't you want him to die?"
Xiao Chengfeng shrugged and said, "the queen has orders. My ideas are not important. I'm just a knife."
The white skirt woman didn't speak again. They were silent and thought about their own thoughts.
The storyteller is still talking. When it comes to the battle of Binglei mountain, his tone is sometimes low and sometimes excited. He listens to the nervous diners around him.
When he finished, the diners were still talking.
A greasy middle-aged man hummed, "nonsense, can a six-year-old child be so powerful?"
As soon as he said, the others followed.
"Yes, I didn't even know a word when I was six."
"Lao Li, now the story is blowing more and more divine. Are you floating or is the wine cheap?"
"The frost swordsman is a base building friar, and no gifted six-year-old can defeat him."
"Yes, you know what the foundation building friar stands for? His strength alone is more than ten thousand kilograms of giant force, which can easily knock down the earth wall."
In the face of the crowd's coaxing, the storyteller's face turned red. He snorted coldly and put away the folding fan in his hand.
He said righteously: "when did I talk nonsense? Go out and inquire. The story of Binglei mountain demon boy has been spread all over the world. Many sects even sent people to look for his trace!"
Hearing this, Xiao Chengfeng thought deeply and murmured, "if Zhaoxuan's son is still alive, he seems to be six years old now."
The white skirt woman's eyelashes trembled and asked calmly, "what do you mean?"
Xiao Chengfeng smiled and said, "even if this matter is exaggerated, if the child is really six years old, it can not be cultivated by the king."
"Zhishui girl, you should understand that it's best if Zhaoxuan's son dies, otherwise you will implicate Princess Chen and Princess Lingling."
The incident of empress Zhao Xuan caused the wrath of Emperor Zhou Yan, which is of great importance. Not only the empress is pursuing the matter, but also other great figures in the great Zhou Dynasty.
They all know the power of revenge.
Prince Xuanji must die!
Zhishui girl took a deep breath, immediately got up and said, "go, go to luoxianling."
……
Ten days have passed since the battle of Binglei mountain.
Zhou Xuanji did not go out again, but took shelter from the wind in the plain.
Qiu Baili almost fell out when he learned that he had won ice thunder from the two foundation builders.
This is not a sneak attack, not taking advantage of people's danger.
It's a fair fight!
Is this boy so strong?
On that day, Qiu Baili was shocked by Zhou Xuanji again.
Up to now, Zhou Xuanji has absorbed a piece of ice thunder and is breaking through the foundation building environment.
The use method of bingleizi is the same as that of Lingshi. If you hold it in your hand and operate the skill, it will automatically absorb the energy contained in its body.
Hoo hoo——
Aura poured into Zhou Xuanji's body from all directions, forming a wind whirling on his head.
Xiao Jiang Xue stood ten meters away, his hands clasped in front of his chest, and kept praying for Zhou Xuanji.
According to Qiu Baili, the path of cultivation depends on good and evil. Every time we break through a great realm, we will encounter various difficulties. Many monks die in the disaster of breakthrough.
"Don't worry, the boy is very lucky."
Qiu Baili Fuxu smiled and looked at Zhou Xuanji getting stronger day by day. He was amazed and relieved at the same time.
After he leaves, Zhou Xuanji will live well.
Maybe next time I see you, the six-year-old child will be famous all over the world.
Crackle——
Zhou Xuanji's body suddenly made a crisp explosion sound, and he became nervous when he heard Xiao Jiang Xuedun.
Qiu Baili narrowed his eyes and murmured, "steel muscles and iron bones..."
This boy is really a double cultivation of Dharma and body.
While cultivating the body, cultivation can be enhanced rapidly. People are really different.
Soon, Zhou Xuanji's spiritual power suddenly soared, and a momentum broke out, lifting the grass on the ground and sending green waves.
Build the first floor of the foundation!
Zhou Xuanji finally broke through. He could feel the spiritual power in his body like changing from a stream to a river. He was full of power.
This feeling made him want to roar.
Six years old, build a foundation!
The goal he set for himself has finally been achieved!
No face!
Excited, Zhou Xuanji jumped up suddenly. The cold wave sword appeared in his left hand and the red dragon sword appeared in his right hand.
Step on eight sword steps, white crane sword in the left hand and fire sword in the right hand. The body moves constantly, and the sword light flashes.
Whew! Whew! Whew
Zhou Xuanji danced his sword fiercely, and the spirit cultivation friar couldn't keep up with his sword speed at all.
Like a white crane spreading its wings, there are sparks looming.
"Two handed sword?"
"Two different sword techniques?"
Qiu Baili's eyes widened, with a damn expression.
He had been warning himself not to be surprised by this boy again. As a result
Little Jiang Xue opened her mouth slightly and her eyes widened. Although she couldn't understand it, she felt that Zhou Xuanji had suddenly become powerful.
Just as a mortal suddenly becomes a Wulin expert, the contrast between the front and back can cause a strong visual impact and spiritual shock.
At the same time, Zhou Xuanji had fallen into a mysterious and mysterious state, and the Tao was unclear.
"Ding! Congratulations on the sword master's understanding of one mind and two uses!"
"Because the sword master broke through to the foundation, he began to draw at random!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the sword master for winning the [black iron] pig killing sword, the formula of gathering Qi, and 100 level 3 spirit stones!"
The voice of Jianling rang out in Zhou Xuanji's mind, but his consciousness was still in an epiphany and didn't notice it.
His sword speed is faster and faster, his posture is natural and unrestrained, and he has a kind of master temperament.
Qiu Baili's eyes were blurred and his mouth kept reading.
As if Zhou Xuanji's sword wielding speed was too fast and the wind was very loud, Xiao Jiang Xue couldn't hear what Qiu Baili was talking about.
She leaned over to Qiu Baili and listened carefully.
Just listen to Qiu Baili's repeated sentence: "the master's potential will become the sword emperor!"
Southern Han Dynasty, a city.In the inn, the aroma of wine is diffuse."That day, Binglei mountain was covered with heavy snow. It was splashing on people's faces. They couldn't see the way ahead. Heroes of all factions gathered here to seize the legendary treasure Binglei son. The frost swordsman Cheng Yefei also came."A storyteller shook his fan and said with a smile. There were rows of diners around him, listening to him talk about the situation in the Jianghu."Before Bing Leizi was born, the monks had to wait, but a six-year-old child quietly touched it. A disciple of the iron fist sect found it in time and threw a knife, forcing the six-year-old child to appear.""When the disciples of each sect saw it, eh, it was a child. He was exquisite and handsome. He looked like he was no threat."The diners listened carefully while eating melon seeds.In the corner of the first floor of the inn, a man and a woman sat opposite each other. There was only a knife on the table to cut beef.The man is a jade tree facing the wind, dressed in exquisite blue clothes, obviously from a rich family.The woman is wearing a white skirt and a veil. Her skin is white and her eyes are moving, which makes people imaginative."So it seems that Zhao Xuan's son may have died."The man opened his mouth and looked sorry.The white skirt woman looked up at him and said, "Xiao Chengfeng, don't you want him to die?"Xiao Chengfeng shrugged and said, "the queen has orders. My ideas are not important. I'm just a knife."The white skirt woman didn't speak again. They were silent and thought about their own thoughts.The storyteller is still talking. When it comes to the battle of Binglei mountain, his tone is sometimes low and sometimes excited. He listens to the nervous diners around him.When he finished, the diners were still talking.A greasy middle-aged man hummed, "nonsense, can a six-year-old child be so powerful?"As soon as he said, the others followed."Yes, I didn't even know a word when I was six.""Lao Li, now the story is blowing more and more divine. Are you floating or is the wine cheap?""The frost swordsman is a base building friar, and no gifted six-year-old can defeat him.""Yes, you know what the foundation building friar stands for? His strength alone is more than ten thousand kilograms of giant force, which can easily knock down the earth wall."In the face of the crowd's coaxing, the storyteller's face turned red. He snorted coldly and put away the folding fan in his hand.He said righteously: "when did I talk nonsense? Go out and inquire. The story of Binglei mountain demon boy has been spread all over the world. Many sects even sent people to look for his trace!"Hearing this, Xiao Chengfeng thought deeply and murmured, "if Zhaoxuan's son is still alive, he seems to be six years old now."The white skirt woman's eyelashes trembled and asked calmly, "what do you mean?"Xiao Chengfeng smiled and said, "even if this matter is exaggerated, if the child is really six years old, it can not be cultivated by the king.""Zhishui girl, you should understand that it's best if Zhaoxuan's son dies, otherwise you will implicate Princess Chen and Princess Lingling."The incident of empress Zhao Xuan caused the wrath of Emperor Zhou Yan, which is of great importance. Not only the empress is pursuing the matter, but also other great figures in the great Zhou Dynasty.They all know the power of revenge.Prince Xuanji must die!Zhishui girl took a deep breath, immediately got up and said, "go, go to luoxianling."Ten days have passed since the battle of Binglei mountain.Zhou Xuanji did not go out again, but took shelter from the wind in the plain.Qiu Baili almost fell out when he learned that he had won ice thunder from the two foundation builders.This is not a sneak attack, not taking advantage of people's danger.It's a fair fight!Is this boy so strong?On that day, Qiu Baili was shocked by Zhou Xuanji again.Up to now, Zhou Xuanji has absorbed a piece of ice thunder and is breaking through the foundation building environment.The use method of bingleizi is the same as that of Lingshi. If you hold it in your hand and operate the skill, it will automatically absorb the energy contained in its body.Hoo hooAura poured into Zhou Xuanji's body from all directions, forming a wind whirling on his head.Xiao Jiang Xue stood ten meters away, his hands clasped in front of his chest, and kept praying for Zhou Xuanji.According to Qiu Baili, the path of cultivation depends on good and evil. Every time we break through a great realm, we will encounter various difficulties. Many monks die in the disaster of breakthrough."Don't worry, the boy is very lucky."Qiu Baili Fuxu smiled and looked at Zhou Xuanji getting stronger day by day. He was amazed and relieved at the same time.After he leaves, Zhou Xuanji will live well.Maybe next time I see you, the six-year-old child will be famous all over the world.CrackleZhou Xuanji's body suddenly made a crisp explosion sound, and he became nervous when he heard Xiao Jiang Xuedun.Qiu Baili narrowed his eyes and murmured, "steel muscles and iron bones..."This boy is really a double cultivation of Dharma and body.While cultivating the body, cultivation can be enhanced rapidly. People are really different.Soon, Zhou Xuanji's spiritual power suddenly soared, and a momentum broke out, lifting the grass on the ground and sending green waves.Build the first floor of the foundation!Zhou Xuanji finally broke through. He could feel the spiritual power in his body like changing from a stream to a river. He was full of power.This feeling made him want to roar.Six years old, build a foundation!The goal he set for himself has finally been achieved!No face!Excited, Zhou Xuanji jumped up suddenly. The cold wave sword appeared in his left hand and the red dragon sword appeared in his right hand.Step on eight sword steps, white crane sword in the left hand and fire sword in the right hand. The body moves constantly, and the sword light flashes.Whew! Whew! WhewZhou Xuanji danced his sword fiercely, and the spirit cultivation friar couldn't keep up with his sword speed at all.Like a white crane spreading its wings, there are sparks looming."Two handed sword?""Two different sword techniques?"Qiu Baili's eyes widened, with a damn expression.He had been warning himself not to be surprised by this boy again. As a resultLittle Jiang Xue opened her mouth slightly and her eyes widened. Although she couldn't understand it, she felt that Zhou Xuanji had suddenly become powerful.Just as a mortal suddenly becomes a Wulin expert, the contrast between the front and back can cause a strong visual impact and spiritual shock.At the same time, Zhou Xuanji had fallen into a mysterious and mysterious state, and the Tao was unclear."Ding! Congratulations on the sword master's understanding of one mind and two uses!""Because the sword master broke through to the foundation, he began to draw at random!""Ding! Congratulations to the sword master for winning the black iron pig killing sword, the formula of gathering Qi, and 100 level 3 spirit stones!"The voice of Jianling rang out in Zhou Xuanji's mind, but his consciousness was still in an epiphany and didn't notice it.His sword speed is faster and faster, his posture is natural and unrestrained, and he has a kind of master temperament.Qiu Baili's eyes were blurred and his mouth kept reading.As if Zhou Xuanji's sword wielding speed was too fast and the wind was very loud, Xiao Jiang Xue couldn't hear what Qiu Baili was talking about.She leaned over to Qiu Baili and listened carefully.Just listen to Qiu Baili's repeated sentence: "the master's potential will become the sword emperor!"
