Oh my god, ancestor, how many ex-girlfriends do you have?

Chapter 63 Master, is he still alive?
swoosh...

Rays of light fell from the entrance of the mist, transforming into the talented disciples of various major sects.

on the square.

Many people were shocked when they saw the genius disciples of the six major sects teleporting out almost at the same time.

In mid-air, the major sect leaders were no longer calm.

"Qingsong, who eliminated you?"

The leader of Baicao Hall was the first to ask. He frowned and stared at Luo Qingsong, who had blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"He is a disciple of Qingyun Sect."

Luo Qingsong said with a guilty look.

"Gaofeng, who injured you?" The leader of the Gujian Sect looked at his injured disciple and felt very distressed.

"A disciple of the Qingyun Sect."

Gao Feng lowered his head, still recalling Chen Ping'an's amazing sword in his heart.

This sword was so powerful that it lingered in his mind.

Another Qingyun Sect disciple!
The sect leader of the Ancient Sword Sect and the sect leader of the Baicao Hall looked at each other with horror in their eyes.

"Chu Potian, who is it?"

"Zixia, who eliminated you?"

The masters of the Shingon Sect and the Fengyue Sect asked almost at the same time.

"A disciple of the Qingyun Sect."

Zixia and Chu Potian replied in unison.

Still a disciple of Qingyun Sect!
The two sect masters suddenly felt unhappy.

However, Jiang Luoyue felt calm after seeing that Zixia was not injured. She looked at Du Rulong and frowned slightly.

"Return to the heart..."

Master Leiyin also spoke softly.

"Master, I am a disciple of Qingyun Sect...I...I lost."

Gui Xin looked miserable and ashen.He tried his best to win over so many people, but in the end he couldn't defeat that Qingyun Sect disciple.

He is so useless!

Gui Xin's face turned gray and defeated, and his breath fluctuated violently.

"No, my disciple's heart is unstable!"

Master Lei Yin exclaimed, suddenly appeared next to Gui Xin, knocked him unconscious with one palm, and then took him away from Qingyun Sect.

"Sect Master Du, if there are any shortcomings in my return to the Great Zen Temple, I will never spare that Qingyun Sect disciple!"

Before leaving, he dropped a cold word.

"Old bald donkey, do you dare to threaten me?"

Du Rulong cursed.

This great Zen temple is too arrogant. Thousands of years ago, it was outnumbered by the Qingyun Sect and could only be ranked second in Beizhou.

Now, as the leader of the righteous path, Dazen Temple has become less and less like a monk. He even dared to threaten Du Rulong in public.

That's all if it's a threat to him.

Du Rulong couldn't bear that Lei Yin, the old bald donkey, dared to threaten his Qingyun Sect ancestor.

Nowadays, the talented disciples of various major sects were teleported out, and he knew clearly without thinking that this was the ancestor showing his power and giving these little guys a hard lesson.

"Our ancestors still cherish the beauty of women, but nothing happened to Su Huan and Zixia..."

Du Rulong couldn't help but chuckle as his eyes swept over Su Huan and Zixia from Spirit Beast Mountain.

Yan Chitian only felt that the situation was over, and sighed: "Su Huan, are you like them?"

Su Huan blushed slightly: "I didn't, I quit on my own."

She was frightened, so she took the initiative to activate the token and send it out.

She knew very well at that time that Ruan Ting and the Qingyun Sect disciple would never give her a chance in the Sword Pool Formation.

So quitting voluntarily can be regarded as saving face.

Seeing his beloved disciple's expression, Yan Chitian seemed to understand something and asked casually: "Who else is there over the sword pool now?"

"Ruan Ting, I don't know that Qingyun Sect disciple."

Su Huan said.

"Old Du, when did your Qingyun Sect accept such a monster of a swordsman?"

Yan Chitian looked at Du Rulong.

"Secrets of the sect, no comment."

Du Rulong looked at his nose, mouth, eyes and heart, and said mysteriously.

Lao Du's appearance of the old god's presence made Yan Chitian shake his head in anger and cursed the Qingyun Sect for being unethical.

The secret territory of Qingyun.

"Senior sister, you go ahead." Chen Pingan put away his sword, looked at the familiar sword pool, and said with a smile.

The water in the pool is silvery white like milk and is composed of terrifying sword intent. Entering it, you can temper your body and gain the supreme Qingyun sword intent.

"Junior brother, this spot is yours. I didn't do anything, so I deserve it."

Ruan Ting shook his head and refused.

This time she broke through the tenth level of the Golden Body Realm, and she was very satisfied. She was not qualified to enter this sword pool.

"Go."

Chen Pingan walked in the opposite direction.

Ruan Ting shouted: "Junior brother, come back!"

Chen Ping's arrangements fell on deaf ears, but his actions did not stop.

"Junior brother, who are you..." Looking at the retreating figure, Ruan Ting burst into tears and his vision began to blur.

This junior brother of the Qingyun Sect has never been seen before. His strength is incredible, especially his attainments in Qingyun Sword Technique, which is beyond the reach of Ruan Ting.

Silence for a while.

Ruan Ting walked towards Jianchi.

She also longs for this opportunity to be tempered by the sword pool.

hum!
A curtain of light rose, blocking the way forward, and Ruan Ting's sword was also bounced back.

"Well, can't you go in?"

Chen Pingan turned around suddenly, with a surprised look on his face.

It shouldn't be.

After the Qingyun Secret Realm is opened, the Sword Pond can admit one person into it.

Ruan Ting is also a disciple of the Qingyun Sect. He is holding a sword and is fully qualified to enter, but he is blocked by the light curtain.

She did everything right, so why couldn't she get in?
Chen Ping'an didn't understand anymore.

Ruan Ting kept trying, but every time she was blocked by the light curtain, which made her extremely desperate.

"Junior brother, come and try."

Ruan Ting gave up.

Chen Pingan came over, frowned at the light screen, and asked softly: "Has this happened before?"

"No."

"That's strange. Could it be that it's been too long and this sword pool has also aged..."

Chen Pingan murmured to himself.

With that said, he held his sword and stepped in.

The light curtain was silky smooth, allowing Chen Ping'an to enter without blocking it at all.

Ruan Ting: "..."

This sword pool has spirituality...

She sighed in her heart, it was this junior brother who really defeated each major sect, not her.

At this moment, she felt that she had no shame in staying any longer, so she activated the token teleportation and left without hesitation.

Seeing Ruan Ting also leaving, Chen Ping'an couldn't laugh or cry.

This sword pool is dispensable to him. After all, he has long understood the most precious Qingyun Sword Intent here. As for the Sword Intent to temper the body, it is not essential to him.

How could an ancestor like him compete for resources with a Qingyun Sect disciple?

Chen Pingan sighed.

I can only walk slowly towards the depths of the sword pond. Now that I'm here, let's temper my body.

wow wow...

The water in the sword pond slowly stirred up.

"Disciple, you are here. Master has been waiting for you for a long time..." A clear and graceful voice sounded.

master?

Hearing this voice, Chen Ping'an felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his whole spirit was not good.

Master is still alive?

How can this be?The master is just an ordinary monk and cannot live forever.

Wisps of colorful light flew out from the bottom of the pool, intertwining a beautiful figure in mid-air.

This is a girl wearing a green robe, carrying a long sword on her back, and her appearance is extraordinary.

She has a beautiful oval face, delicate and picturesque facial features, and her skin is as white and tender as frost. She has a curvy figure. Even wearing a wide green robe, it is difficult to cover up her amazing curves.

A green robe made a hunting sound, and the corners of the robe inadvertently revealed a pair of slender smooth jade legs, which also bloomed with infinite spring.

Looking at the familiar master, Chen Ping'an stopped breathing, his eyes widened, and he was in huge shock.

Master, are you still alive?
(End of this chapter)