I can bind hundreds of millions of evildoers to practice

Chapter 4 Ignorance is Not Scary

"Master Qingchen can do it, but it doesn't mean your cousin can do it too." Peng Xiaofeng said to Chu Feiyan sneeringly, "No matter what, it is very rare for Jiang Yun to be able to get started with "Thirteen Swords of Chasing Clouds". Lian Hu didn't deserve to lose this time."

Her meaning is very clear: Jiang Yun won by cheating, they just surrendered because they couldn't find evidence.

"As expected of the evildoer assessed by the system, you can understand "Thirteen Swords of Chasing Clouds" after reading it once."

Jiang Yun lamented that the experience baby was evil, but also felt a little puzzled. Even if the experience baby was the daughter of King Shenwu, there was no need for Xuantianzong to take her to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to learn about martial arts and martial arts.

Gongfa and martial arts are the foundation of a sect, even if the princes and grandchildren did not join the sect, they would not easily be brought into the Buddhist scripture pavilion.

When Chu Feiyan heard that Peng Xiaofeng looked down on Jiang Yun, she cursed directly, "Don't look down on others with your dog eyes, I know best whether Jiang Yun has practiced "Thirteen Swords of Chasing Clouds" before, don't make excuses if you can't afford to lose. "

"Chu Feiyan, don't push yourself too hard." Peng Xiaofeng was furious.

"Okay." A young man in Huayi among the disciples of the true biography sternly shouted, "Junior Sister Chu and Junior Sister Peng have surrendered, this farce should end, don't mess around in front of the princess."

He had also heard that Chu Feiyan had an uneasy cousin, so he approved Peng Xiaofeng's words even more in his heart.

He Fan, the first true biography of Xuantianzong, the chief elder brother.

He was also one of the three geniuses Jiang Yun met.

Although Shangguan Jinglei has the highest aptitude, but after all, his age is low and his cultivation level is low, the disciples of Xuantian Sect are still headed by He Fan.

Seeing He Fan's words, Peng Xiaofeng snorted coldly at Chu Feiyan, and then said to Peng Lianhu, "Contribute points to Jiang Yun from the lost sect, and take it as a lesson."

"Cousin, that's 5000 sect contribution points!" Peng Lianhu said unwillingly.

He wasn't favored like Jiang Yun, Peng Xiaofeng didn't give him much favors, a large part of the reason why he always targeted Jiang Yun was because he was jealous of Chu Feiyan's doting on him.

If he lost to Jiang Yun this time, plus the 6200% interest that Cheng Ruo gave to others, he would lose a total of [-] sect contribution points.

This is his life!

Peng Xiaofeng understood what he meant, glared at him and said, "I will give you some contributions from the sect later."

She can still get five or six thousand Zongmen contribution points, and it seems that Jiang Yun has won now, but everyone knows that he won by cheating.

If she continued to entangle Peng Lianhu, it would make people feel that she couldn't afford to lose.

On the contrary, the more magnanimous the performance, the more despicable and shameless Chu Feiyan and Jiang Yun can be brought out.

Only then did Peng Lianhu reluctantly transfer the 5000 sect contribution points to Jiang Yun.

His heart is bleeding, if these sects contribute points to him, his strength will definitely be able to go further.

"Eldest brother, Jiang Yun really hasn't practiced "Thirteen Swords of Chasing Clouds" before." Chu Feiyan said forcefully, her voice seemed aggrieved.

Displeasure flashed across He Fan's face, "Your cousin has already won, so is there any need to mess around? We still have to find the suzerain to return, so don't waste time."

"Ignorance is not terrible." Jiang Yun shook his head suddenly, looked at Peng Xiaofeng with disdain and said, "The terrible thing is that ignorance is not self-aware."

His original intention was also to make people misunderstand that he had practiced "Thirteen Swords of Chasing Clouds" before, as long as he won the bet and made a fortune silently.

But seeing that Chu Feiyan was wronged for arguing for him, how could he continue to remain silent.

"Who are you saying is ignorant?" Peng Xiaofeng stared angrily, and asked coquettishly.

He Bufan's face darkened, and Jiang Yun scolded himself too.

"Let's talk about you." Jiang Yun shrugged indifferently and said, "You still have to ask such a simple question. It seems that you are not only ignorant, but also brainless."

Peng Xiaofeng has been fighting openly and secretly with Chu Feiyan. His cousin is outspoken and has a bad temper.

"You..." Peng Xiaofeng was furious, and shouted coldly, "You are so courageous, don't think that with your cousin's backing, you can talk nonsense, dare to insult a true disciple, according to the clan rules, you can slap your mouth."

"I suddenly remembered a joke." Jiang Yun said solemnly:

"He insulted me."

"How did he insult you?"

"He told the truth."

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Chu Feiyan couldn't help laughing, she found that her cousin's mouth was getting more and more poisonous.

Some onlookers couldn't help laughing, but they were glared at by Peng Xiaofeng, and they forced themselves to hold back.

"What a clever mouth." Peng Xiaofeng laughed back angrily, "Okay, I want to hear where I am ignorant, where I am ignorant, if you don't tell me why, today I will teach you how to be good for your cousin say."

"My cousin still doesn't need you to teach me." Chu Feiyan stared at each other and confronted each other.

Jiang Yun raised his hand to signal Chu Feiyan not to speak, and asked Peng Xiaofeng with a half-smile, "You happen to be practicing "Thirteen Swords of Chasing Clouds". May I ask how long did you get started? How long did it take for a small success? How long does it take for a big success?"

"Introduction in 21 days, small success in half a year." Peng Xiaofeng said proudly, "Up to now, it has been one year and seven months, and it is only one step away from the great achievement. Within three months, it will definitely reach the level of great success."

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The other True Inheritance disciples looked at Peng Xiaofeng in surprise, most of them couldn't cultivate a high-level profound-level martial art to great success within two years, such talent in the way of swords is indeed something to be proud of.

"As expected of a true disciple, amazing." Jiang Yun gave her a thumbs up thumbs up, and asked with a faint smile, "Then how long do you think it will take me to achieve a small success? How long will it take for me to achieve a great success? How long will it take for me to reach the realm of consummation?"

Peng Xiaofeng swept Jiang Yun's eyes contemptuously and said, "You should have started practicing "Thirteen Swords of Chasing Clouds" as soon as you broke through the Qi Sea Realm, and it took two months to get started; it takes at least two years to achieve a small success; luck If it’s good, you should be able to reach Dacheng in ten or eight years.”

"As for the realm of consummation." Peng Xiaofeng sneered, "Stop daydreaming, with your aptitude, it is impossible to practice "Thirteen Swords of Chasing Clouds" to perfection in a lifetime."

Let alone Jiang Yun, even she doesn't have the confidence to practice "Thirteen Swords of Chasing Clouds" to perfection.

Advanced Xuan-level martial arts require Sea of ​​Qi state to practice. Jiang Yun broke through to Sea of ​​Qi state two months ago. Peng Xiaofeng's speculation can be said to be watertight.

But what she met was Jiang Yun, a hooker who was added to the system, and it could only be doomed to tragedy.

Jiang Yun smiled lightly after hearing Peng Xiaofeng's answer, and drew his sword again.

The first sword in "Thirteen Swords of Chasing Clouds": The sword follows the wind.

The breeze is gentle, blowing like willows.

Suddenly.

Slowly, the wind turned into a soaring sword intent.

The old man in charge of the Sutra Pavilion suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Yun in disbelief.

Kendo true meaning!

How can it be?

Everyone looked at Jiang Yun in horror, trembling under the true meaning of the way of the sword.

The true meaning of martial arts that can only be condensed when martial arts are cultivated to perfection appears in front of them.

And the person who cast it was an ordinary inner disciple.

Jiang Yun put his sword back into its sheath after only one sword strike.

The sword will disappear.

The world is silent.

The Sutra Pavilion fell into silence.

"Now do you want to think that I started practicing "Thirteen Swords of Chasing Clouds" in my mother's womb?"

Jiang Yun's sarcastic voice echoed in the silent Buddhist scripture pavilion.

Peng Xiaofeng looked at Jiang Yun with dull eyes, trembling all over.

(End of this chapter)