legendary herbalist

Chapter 392 Maverick Ge Wuqing

A younger elder, Wen Jianzong, quickly explained: "My sect's practice of swordsmanship is focused on being single-minded, and using all energy and thoughts to sharpen the edge.

Therefore, the living quarters in the sect are relatively simple, also to avoid distraction of the disciples.

Guizong's living environment is very good, he may not be used to living here, we have already taken this into consideration. "

As he spoke, he clapped his hands, and immediately more than 20 disciples of Wenjianzong emerged from the nearby forest and lined up in a row.

"We have arranged for dozens of disciples to wait day and night. All distinguished guests can be dispatched at will, and you can make any request. Our sect will try our best to satisfy everyone."

Hearing the discussions among his disciples, Elder Ming Chengxi first thanked the other party, then turned to explain to the disciples.

"Wen Jianzong's residence is indeed like this. Many places are more crude. Some disciples live in caves or thatched huts. Those who don't practice hard can only sleep in the woods."

Elder Ming Ding frowned and reprimanded: "What you said is right, our Qianyun Sect has good living conditions, have you spoiled us all?
Practitioners care about enjoyment every day, so how can they improve their cultivation. "

Hearing the elder's words, the disciples stopped whispering and all shut their mouths obediently.

The young elder Wen Jianzong coughed a few times to correct Ming Chengxi's words.

"Ahem, this elder is too exaggerated, we don't let our disciples sleep in the open, it's all the result of mistakes and punishments.

Everyone stay here and rest first, we have to arrange other visiting practitioners. "

Ming Cheng held his hands together and replied: "Don't worry, I'm used to it!
It's not the first time we have come to Wenjianzong, and we just took this opportunity to let the disciples experience the cultivation method of penance. "

It took less than half a day for Qian Yunzong to arrive, and people from Luoshuang Pavilion and Tianming Palace also arrived one after another.

As the evening approached, the boat that boarded the people of Jueqing Suixinzhuang also landed at the post station outside Wenjianzong.

Ge Wuqing led his disciples, swaggered down from the sky boat, and walked straight to the gate of Wenjianzong.

Wen Jianzong's sect master Ren Hua had received the news a long time ago, and brought the elders to greet him at the mountain gate.

Ge Wuqing was wearing leather pants with narrow sleeves and narrow legs, a string of thumb-thick gold chains hung around his neck, and he walked forward casually with his hands in his trouser pockets.

His shoes stepped on the bluestone road, and there was a sound of tapping and tapping, which made people look over.

The whole body of this pair of shoes is pitch black, with a black light on the surface. It looks like leather, but it is brighter than leather.

Seeing Wen Jianzong's people cast their eyes on his shoes, Ge Wuqing was very proud.

He laughed and said, "Haha, these are called leather shoes, don't they look very handsome with my clothes!"

This Ge Wuqing is still so maverick, doing everything differently from others.

The suzerain Ren Hua withdrew his gaze and said, "Welcome to the distinguished guests of Jueqing Suixinzhuang. Our sect has already arranged a residence. You can take a rest first to clean up the fatigue of the journey."

Ge Wuqing shrugged disapprovingly, and replied: "Forget it, the dilapidated place in your Zongli is even simpler than my warehouse in Jueqing Suixinzhuang. I might as well live in a post station."

"How dare you..." Hearing this, the elder Wen Jianzong behind heard this, and his anger rushed straight to his head, and he wanted to criticize him.

"Shut up!" But before he could speak, he was stopped by the suzerain Renhua.

Yan Hua looked at Ge Wuqing, with a polite smile still on his face: "The residence in my sect is really simple, and the owner Ge can live if he doesn't want to, and I can't force it."

Ge Wuqing blinked, with surprise on his face: "Old man Renhua, your temper is much better than before!
Why, could it be that the practice of "Sword of Killing Nian" has encountered a bottleneck, and the edge of the sword has rusted? "

Ge Wuqing's words made the elders of Wenjianzong more and more angry. This guy is even more arrogant than before, and he actually directly talked about the cultivation of the suzerain on this occasion.

When Ren Hua heard the elders behind her, her breath became short of breath, knowing that they could no longer hold back.

So he ordered: "You first take the distinguished guests of Jueqing Suixinzhuang to have a look at the residence.

If you don't want to stay, you can arrange to rest at Qianyunzong Station, and we will be responsible for the cost of living in the station. "

"Sect Master, this..."

"Do as I say, can Wen Jianzong afford this little money?"

The elders had no choice but to swallow their words, stepped forward to entertain the people from Jueqing Suixinzhuang, and led them to the inner circle of the sect.

Ge Wuqing folded his arms and watched Elder Wen Jianzong lead his disciples away.

After the people left, he said: "You heard that the elder of Jianzong is still so restless, why did you keep me here? Do you have something to say?"

Ren Hua nodded slightly: "Villager Ge unexpectedly guessed that I encountered a bottleneck in my cultivation, it seems that I am already a master of the divine realm.

I have an unfeeling request, and I hope that Master Ge will agree. "

Ge Wuqing grinned: "Haha, what can you, a cultivator, ask for?
You must want to fight with me, and use this as a basis to overcome the bottleneck, right! "

"Villager Ge is extremely intelligent, which is really a blessing for me in Yunxiu Continent."

Ge Wuqing waved his hand: "Needless to say flattery, when this duel is over, I promise to fight with you.

Coincidentally, I have also had itchy hands for more than ten years, so I can take this opportunity to exercise my muscles and bones. "

Blade Hua's old face was filled with a joyful smile: "Very good, very good! By the way, the people from Qianyun Sect have arrived in the morning. When do you plan to start the duel?"

Ge Wuqing's eyes widened suddenly, and he shouted: "What, the people from Qian Yunzong have arrived? Where is Mingkong Aoqing?"

"Taste tea in the hall where guests are welcomed."

Hearing this, Ge Wuqing didn't say anything, and immediately mobilized his energy, and at the same time stretched out his hand and threw it forward.

The shadow of a small black hammer suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, and then the gray vigorous light covered his whole body.

A violent wave of air exploded in all directions, and his figure disappeared in the sound waves soaring into the sky.

Ren Hua looked down at the broken bluestone pavement, and muttered: "Ge Wuqing is indeed a genius, he should have already broken through the upper limit of light flight speed, and raised this flying method to a new level.

No, don't let him destroy the hall! "

Only then did Jian Hua, the sect master of Wenjian Sect, recall that flying with light at such a speed would cause a huge wave of air, which was very likely to shatter the wooden structure of the hall.

He quickly soared into the sky, followed Ge Wuqing's flight direction, and accelerated to catch up.

Bang, a gray light and shadow, like lightning, fell from the sky to the front of the hall in an instant.

The quaint bluestone ground seemed to be hit by a huge hammer, and immediately sank in the middle, with countless cracks spreading around.

The broken rocks that collapsed were engulfed by the air waves, and they shot in all directions like shrapnel from the explosion of a fire and thunder bomb.

Crackling, gravel smashed on the wooden pillars of the main hall, blasting holes the size of fists, and the carved wooden doors and whitewashed walls were also smashed into sieves.

(End of this chapter)