Sword God Broken Kong

Chapter 47
at the same time.

Xia Ning's face seemed to be constipated, as ugly as it could be, his eyes were full of bitterness, and his eyes moved from Feng Qing to Ji Tiancheng.

If it wasn't for Ji Tiancheng's equally shocked expression, he would have thought that Ji Tiancheng had colluded with Feng Qing to play tricks on him.

Xia Ning wanted Feng Qing to join his Mad Saber Sect because he felt that Feng Qing was extremely talented in Dao Dao.

The Crazy Sword Sect has a profound inheritance of Dao of the Sword. With Feng Qing's talent, it is unlikely that after many years, there will be another true energy master in the Crazy Sword Sect.

This is also a good thing for Xia Ning.

But he didn't expect that Feng Qing not only didn't want to join his sect, and didn't like to learn swords, but also had a special liking for swords, so he made such a joke.

"Brother Tiancheng, I bid farewell!"

Xia Ning really didn't have the face to stay any longer, so he settled down, cupped his fists at Ji Tiancheng, and walked towards the stairs, ready to leave.

"Brother Xia..."

Ji Tiancheng wanted to comfort him, but he thought that Feng Qing, a highly talented disciple, would not join the Mad Saber Sect, but said in person that he wanted to join the Tongtian Sword Sect.

If you go to comfort Xia Ning at this time, it seems that there is a sense of showing off. After hesitating for a while, he didn't say anything to stop him, and watched Xia Ning leave.

"Brother Ji, did I make Brother Xia angry?"

Feng Qing asked a question, looking at Ji Tiancheng innocently, waiting for the answer.

Ji Tiancheng smiled wryly, thinking of course, but said: "No, brother Xia Ning is just a little tired, he needs to go back and rest for a while."

"Oh!"

Hearing this, Feng Qing's face remained unchanged, and he nodded slightly.

Ji Tiancheng brought Feng Qing to a quiet room, with a solemn expression, staring into Feng Qing's eyes and said: "There is no senior master here, if you want, I will accept apprentices on behalf of the master, from now on, you will be Tong Tianjian Sect's disciple, my junior brother, a swordsman of Tongtian Sword Sect, Feng Qing!"

"swordsman……"

Feng Qing was certain.

Becoming a swordsman was his childhood dream.

When Feng Qing was eight years old, many robbers suddenly came to the village where he lived.

Because of the steep terrain of the village, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, the bandits wanted to take down the village's stronghold and build a cottage. Even if the officers and soldiers came, it would be difficult to attack.

Although the villagers resisted with all their strength relying on the terrain, the bandits never attacked with all their strength, but kept harassing the villagers, exhausting them one by one.

Even though Feng Qing was only eight years old at the time, he knew very well that after the robbers took over the village, there would be no living people in the village.

Just when everyone was in despair, a peerless swordsman passed by here and descended from the sky. His blue shirt danced with the wind, and he frightened many ordinary thieves to death with just one strike of his sword.

Of course this is not the case, it was just Feng Qing's fantasy at the time, but it is undeniable that this incident left a very deep impression on the young Feng Qing.

Therefore, after seeing the long sword on Ji Tiancheng's back and thinking of that magnificent swordsman, Feng Qing had the idea of ​​apprenticeship.

Of course, there were also reasons why he saw that Ji Tiancheng was young but already full of internal energy, and he thought Ji Tiancheng's sect was strong.

In short, there are a lot of coincidences.

"I am willing!" A firm look flashed in Feng Qing's eyes.

"Haha... very good!"

Ji Tiancheng looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, then his eyes rested on Feng Qing, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

After performing the sword sacrifice ceremony and worshiping the ancestors of the Tongtian Sword Sect, Feng Qing officially became a swordsman of the Tongtian Sword Sect.

Although he hadn't met any other disciples of the sect and was recognized by the elders, Ji Tiancheng already regarded him as a junior, and his expression was full of excitement.

Ji Tiancheng said calmly: "Since you have become a swordsman, don't use a knife anymore."

If someone who uses a sword says that he is a swordsman, it will only be ridiculous and make people look down on him. Putting it on Feng Qing may even damage the reputation of the Tongtian Sword Sect.

Feng Qing asked: "Then what do I use?"

"Of course it's a sword!"

Feng Qing asked again: "Where did you get the sword?"

"Master Wuyouzi can cast it for you."

Ji Tiancheng thought of Master Wuyouzi's uncanny forging method.

"Master Wuyouzi?"

Of course Feng Qing would not know Wuyouzi, doubts appeared in his eyes.

"You'll see you soon."

Ji Tiancheng planned to ask Wuyouzi to forge a sword and an epee for Feng Qing.

As for the raw material, naturally use the sharp knife in Feng Qing's hand now.

……

moonlit night.

Pieces of moonlight fell on the roof of Qingyun Inn, dragging Ji Tiancheng's shadow. He was standing on the roof in black, holding a sword in his hand and ready to go, his eyes looking towards the west.

With a slight movement of footsteps, Ji Tiancheng's figure flashed, and he jumped from the roof of Qingyun Inn to other houses, his footsteps continued, and his figure kept shuttling on the tiles.

He had to go to one place, and that was Rakshasa!
Naturally, Ji Tiancheng's going out this time was not to admire the moon, but to kill people!
Kill the Demon Cult.

Ji Tiancheng had never been able to figure out what the Demon Sect wanted to do, so he planned to take the initiative to attack and force the Demon Sect to attack quickly.

Because for some reason, Ji Tiancheng has always had a bad feeling in his heart recently.

This is an innate intuition, but it is very effective.

The Rakshasa stronghold became extremely quiet under the night, and no one would know how many bones were buried under its silence.

Ji Tiancheng nestled quietly on a big tree and raised his head, his eyes pierced through the darkness, revealing a shimmering light, just like the night eyes of an owl in the dark night, staring closely at the small village.

Right in front of the small village, there was an additional sentry tower. Under the watchtower, two figures were walking forward, and the shadows kept shaking.

"Recently, the number of our patrols has increased significantly. Could it be that some big enemy is coming?"

"Who knows! But it's really possible, the head of the Black Snake Hall is already dead, so it's always right to be careful."

"Yeah, it's a pity that we have suffered so much, so many patrols every day, let alone the enemy, Mao didn't even see it!"

"Haha, just get used to it, by the way, how powerful is your poisonous smoke now?"

"Don't mention it. Not long ago, I caught a martial artist with full energy, but he died after smelling the poisonous smoke all day. I don't know when I will be able to reach the state of killing the inner energy like the leader of the Scorpion King. master."

"Haha, don't even think about it, honestly adjust your poisonous smoke formula a few more times, maybe the toxicity will increase."

"Thank you for your advice, I will try to catch some more people in a few days..."

A gleam of coldness suddenly appeared in Ji Tiancheng's eyes, he took pleasure in playing with human lives, these people would not regret their deaths!
(End of this chapter)