Beginning to win the big elder

Chapter 4 I became the Great Elder of Qingyuan?
The harvest is very poor, the long sword is not even a hundred refining, and the two broken knives are even worse.

Mosquitoes are meat no matter how small they are. As a country boy, Chen Xinghe has never been a pick.

I saw that he stretched out his right hand to hold the sword, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.Not seeing how he moved, it only beat ten times. When he opened his eyes, the three long swords became mottled.

"Huh... relieved a little!"

Chen Xinghe felt that the pain on the back of his hand was slightly suppressed, and his heart became much brighter.

After stumbling and stumbling for a hundred zhang, I successively obtained more than a dozen weapons.

I didn't say anything, all of them were fed to the right hand, and it was estimated that they would survive this strange disease and stabilize.

"What is that?" Chen Xinghe looked forward in surprise, there was a figure half-kneeling, the inside was clean, and there were a lot of corpses lying three feet away.

"This, this, this..." The scene in front of him was so terrifying that Chen Xinghe was so frightened that he fell to the ground, for fear that the man in the center of the corpse was still alive, so he would throw a long sword at him from a distance and it would be over.

"Wait, sword?"

"That's the third true biography of Qingyuan, and his sword is inserted beside him?"

Chen Xinghe probed his brain for a long time, and determined that the third true legend of the Qingyuan faction died in battle, so he dared to climb over with his hands and feet.

When he got close to this more than 20-year-old, young man who seemed to be in full bloom, and who was fighting blood on the battlefield, Chen Xinghe felt a sense of respect in his heart.

"Hey! He is really a hero. He is alone and invincible. When he is in a heavy siege, he does not back down." Chen Xinghe sighed: "Brother is going well, my younger brother is shy and sick. This Qingyuan sword by your side can help me suppress my pain. so……"

He stood up and clasped his fists without hesitation, holding the Qingyuan sword stuck on the ground.

This grip is amazing, I just feel comfortable throughout the body, so comfortable...

"Unbelievable, this... this sword is my magic medicine." He was overjoyed, he fell down with the sword in his arms, closed his eyes and kept taking deep breaths, deep breaths...

Gradually, a strange feeling appeared.

Even with his eyes closed, he saw bright lights, and these lights kept flashing, drawing a rough path in a certain direction.

When Chen Xinghe was thinking about what was going on, his foot slipped, so he rolled and climbed on the path and finally "falled".

"what!"

This kind of experience was so bizarre that he quickly opened his eyes and found himself sitting in a dark room with bean-sized candles swaying in front of him, and the sandalwood incense burner on the table was billowing with green smoke.

"Where is this? How did I get here all of a sudden?"

When Chen Xinghe stood up, he was surprised to find that his stature was wrong.

He is a dignified seven-foot man, he is still quite tall, but now he is a bit short out of thin air, and...

"No, what's going on? Such an old hand..." He was so excited that black blood spurted out of his mouth, and a stench appeared in the air.

Someone outside the door exclaimed: "Elder, are you all right?"

Chen Xinghe was terrified and forced himself to calm down.

"What's wrong? Someone is guarding the door and calling me the Great Elder? I'm the only one in this room, so I can't be calling a ghost, right?"

"Cough, it's okay..." Chen Xinghe felt that he should say something at this time, so he said it casually.

"The disciple is waiting outside the door, and I hope that the first elder will quickly heal his wounds." There was a hint of urgency in his voice.

Chen Xinghe sat down and shouted in his heart, "Damn it, why did I come to Qingyuan Sect's elder Sha Qinghe? There is a story of ghosts and ghosts that tells the story of reviving a soul from a dead body. Could it be... am I dead?"

Thinking of this, Chen Xinghe could not wait to cry to death.

This is too ridiculous, he hasn't arrived yet, although he has worked hard on weekdays, he is still young and full of vigor, and suddenly he slipped into such an old skin, who can bear it?
"It's a loss! It's a big loss! I don't want to be so old." Chen Xinghe suddenly stopped thinking and said to himself, "No way! How do I know that the owner of this body is called Sha Qinghe, and he is also the Great Elder of Qingyuan? Shouldn't his body be far from here?"

"Wait, this Sha Qinghe is poisoned."

"Very poisonous?"

Chen Xinghe was trembling with fear, and his heart was miserable: "This is too unfortunate, it's okay to borrow a corpse to revive the soul, and it's okay to be old, and it's also poisoned, and it won't be long!"

"It's definitely not long! No, this old man is dead, otherwise how can I use the corpse to revive it?"

Thinking of this, Chen Xinghe's complexion became blue and his lips were completely purple.

He didn't want to die, he really didn't want to die!

If you don’t want to die, you have to save yourself, how can you save yourself?
At this moment, Chen Xinghe found that he could perceive the life, exercises, and many miscellaneous thoughts of this Qingyuan Great Elder Sha Qinghe.

Although many things are too late to study, the inner strength of a lifetime of hard work can be used immediately.

"Qingyuan faction's inner strength and heart method Zixiao's foundation-building magic?"

"It's so complicated. It is necessary to open up [-] acupuncture points on the whole body, so as to connect the eight Qi meridians and the two Rendu meridians, and you can enhance your skills and become a super-class master."

"Tongming, Yangguan, Haoran, Xuanxu."

"A master in Jianghu needs to cultivate four kinds of realms. This Elder Sha Qinghe has worked hard all his life, and got a great opportunity 20 years ago, so he barely entered the Haoran realm, and he can be regarded as a first-class master."

"However, no matter how hard it is to make progress at this point, it can only be maintained for 20 years. Zixiao's true energy is not strong enough to open up the Shangqiao acupoint."

"Even so, this elder Sha Qinghe is a figure that makes all sects and sects dread, and is highly respected in the Qingyuan faction. It is precisely because he is not easy to deal with, so the Tiantiyuan used a conspiracy to use the poison to abolish most of the old man's skills. ."

"No wonder, no wonder the major sects are in a hurry to attack, it turns out that this elder Sha is unable to fight."

"It's shameless! It's actually poisonous."

Chen Xinghe scolded and hurried to heal his wounds.

This urge to exhale, suddenly felt boiling in the body, as if pulling a big purple river to flow.

"It's so strong! The bones of the body look weak, but in fact, a single blow can crack the stone."

"It's so profound, so true."

After a week of meritorious deeds, Chen Xinghe felt cold and piercing in his body, constantly producing a feeling of filth and sluggishness.

"What kind of poison is this? Why is it so difficult to deal with..." He really didn't want to die, even if he became an old man, he didn't want to die.

Crazy Luck Profound Art, it will soon be another week.

However, this poison is too ruthless, and the sense of coldness is stronger.

At this time, Chen Xinghe shifted his attention and shouted in his heart, "Is there any medicine? You are a great elder, and there should be a treasure around you, right?"

He concentrated on perceiving everything in Shaqinghe, and found that the elder had long realized that the Qingyuan faction was unstable, and other sects had produced all kinds of filth, so he transferred his belongings in advance, and divided them into three and deposited them in Wanbao Bank.

Two of them were used as expenses for the grandchildren to leave their hometowns to settle down, and the other was reserved for Xu Song, the third true inheritor.

"The Third True Inheritance?" Chen Xinghe was greatly surprised. At this time, he saw the Qingyuan sword in his mind.

"It turns out that this sword came from Shaqinghe, and it was a weapon that accompanied him on his journeys. It was because he loved Xu Song that he gave it all his money and passed it along with this sword that has been with him for many years."

"Could this be the reason for the resurrection?"

(End of this chapter)