Disciple, you are too evil.

Yang Qiu was rocking on the bamboo chair, but he was not asleep.

Huang Shang's little movements could not be hidden from him. As long as he wanted to know, every move of Qingfeng Peak would appear before his eyes.

At this time, Yang Qiu was looking at the system reward of the slaying saint formation.

Just reading the introduction of the formation shocked Yang Qiu. This was created by a peak saint formation master ten thousand years ago. After the formation was arranged, the saint could be killed in the formation.

"Do not enter the formation without reason, and those who enter will die."

"The formation uses mountains, rivers, stones and wood as the formation base, and all things as killing weapons. Even saints cannot resist it, so it is called the slaying saint formation."

It also lists several deeds of killing saints in the past ten thousand years.

The most famous time of killing saints was in ancient times. There was a formation master who had not yet broken through to the saint level and was feared by major sects, so they discussed that each sect would send out ten saints to kill the formation master. Ten saints came out together, which was the most powerful force even in ancient times.

Therefore, all the sects thought that this killing mission should be completed smoothly. Unexpectedly, this formation master successfully arranged the formation of the Saint-Slaying Formation. Ten saints entered the formation and all died. The formation master also disappeared in this battle and never appeared again.

This battle had a great impact. Although the foundation of each sect was very strong, there was no experience of saints to teach the promotion to saints, so that almost no one succeeded in the promotion to saints in the next few thousand years.

Yang Qiu mastered the formation after just reading the formation of the Saint-Slaying Formation once. The arrangement of this formation was so exquisite that it could not be expressed in words. He read it several more times and thought about how to arrange the formation on Qingfeng Peak.

Arranging the formation is not only about mastering the formation, but also requires a large number of natural materials and spiritual treasures to assist. The consumption is huge, and it may not be arranged with the treasure of Zixiao Mountain.

After ten years of signing in, Yang Qiu's space ring has stored a large number of spiritual stones and materials, as well as a large number of spiritual tools and holy tools. It has long surpassed the foundation of the Nine Peaks, but there are still a few types missing.

It seems that I have to go down the mountain someday.

This time, Yang Qiu not only obtained the Zhusheng formation, but also the supreme sword heart.

Those who have achieved success in sword cultivation, those who have achieved minor success have cultivated sword techniques, those who have achieved great success have cultivated sword intent, and only the peerless peak swordsman can cultivate the supreme sword heart.

Whether it is cultivating sword techniques, sword intent, or sword heart, this is a swordsman's understanding of the way of swordsmanship.

There are still a few people in Nanhuangzhou who have cultivated sword intent, but it seems that there have been no people who have cultivated the realm of sword heart for thousands of years.

Legend has it that once you cultivate to the realm of sword heart.

No matter how sophisticated and complicated the opponent's sword techniques are, masters of the realm of sword heart can break them in an instant.

Yang Qiu has the realm of supreme sword heart, and if it is spread out, it will shock the five states.

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The sun is very good at noon, and the breeze is not dry.

Huang Shang is also immersed in the piano music, and "Ming Gong Miaoyun" has brought her a great shock.

Her current mentality is this: if I master this piece, I will be invincible in the world. The most talented young people in the five states, Nanhuang, Beihuang, Dongsheng and Xichi, must be me; if there are geniuses on the Qingyun list, I can kill them with one string.

She is so confident now.

Of course, this is just a thought. I haven't understood the first verse of "Minggong Miaoyun" yet. I heard from my master that there are eight verses.

One verse is amazing. If I master all eight verses, I will be able to walk sideways in Nanhuangzhou.

Her hands stroked the strings, and the pleasant sound flowed on Qingfeng Peak. All birds stopped singing, and everything was quiet.

When not killing people, the piano music is beautiful and moving, pleasing to the ears and eyes.

Yang Qiu was lying on the bamboo chair, swaying back and forth, the most leisurely.

At this time, Qingfeng Peak was full of artistic atmosphere and tranquility.

"Uncle Master, I stewed a chicken. I can't eat it myself, so I'll send you half."

At this time, a woman's voice suddenly came from the sky, instantly interrupting Huang Shang's piano music.

Huang Shang's hand paused, and the piano music stopped. When he put his fingers down again, he couldn't find the feeling of playing the piano just now.

Huang Shang's eyes turned cold, and he looked up. A female disciple from Zixiao Mountain was flying on a sword, holding a sand basin in her hand, and there must be a chicken in the basin.

If someone in Nangong disturbed her piano music like this, she would definitely kill him with one blow.

"Hey, why is there a woman in Qingfeng Peak." The female disciple who stepped on the sword fell down and saw that Huang Shang's face was a little wrong. This was a strange woman, and she was so beautiful.

It was so infuriating.

"Uncle Master, who is she? Doesn't Qingfeng Peak allow outsiders to stay casually?" The female disciple questioned Yang Qiu's position.

Yang Qiu got up from the bamboo chair and said, "Little Su Yun, what are you doing here in broad daylight? You don't need to practice. Mingyue Peak is so idle now."

"Uncle Master, I stewed a chicken. I've been studying hard recently. I happened to read a book. The book said that eating chicken is helpful for men to practice. Uncle Master, your cultivation is so low, so I stewed it for you to improve your cultivation."

This excuse was so cultured that Yang Qiu didn't expect it.

People should study hard and make progress every day, otherwise they can't even make excuses.

Su Yun smiled and put the sand basin in his hand on the stone table. Seeing that Huang Shang's piano was a bit in the way, he said to Huang Shang with a cold face: "Don't you see that Uncle Master is going to eat? Move your broken piano to another place."

Huang Shang was speechless with anger. The table was so big that it was more than enough to put three more basins of chicken. Why did the red and thin piano get in your way, and it was a broken piano? When did the holy artifact become so unappreciative? Are all the people in Zixiao Mountain so rich?

She really wanted to kill this female disciple from Zixiao Mountain with one finger. What kind of person was she?

She secretly used her energy on her fingers and simulated it twice in her mind, but finally the energy dissipated. It had only been a day since she started. If she killed her fellow disciples, would the master stop teaching me the wonderful charm of Ming Palace?

Yang Qiu sat on the stone bench, picked up a chicken leg, took a bite, and said:

"Hey, don't say it, Xiao Su, you did a good job on this chicken. It seems that you have really studied hard recently."

"Uncle Master, that's for sure. I'm always a studious person."

It tasted good, and Yang Qiu ate it with gusto. After finishing a chicken leg, he saw that the two of them didn't do anything, and said:

"You two do it too, I can't finish even one pot."

"Uncle, I'm not hungry, you can eat it yourself." Su Yun said with narrowed eyes.

"Xiao Huang, don't be idle, you should try it too." Yang Qiu said.

Su Yun glanced at Huang Shang. Huang Shang had a mentality of refusing to eat until he died, so he naturally ignored her.

Huang Shang said: "Master, I'm not hungry either."

"Master? Do you call him Master?" Su Yun turned to Yang Qiu and asked: "Uncle Master, have you accepted a disciple?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Yang Qiu replied while eating.

"How can you accept a disciple?" Su Yun asked in surprise.

Uncle Master, you are only at the ninth level of Qi Refining. I am already at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment. I am several levels higher than you, yet you can actually accept a disciple.

"Why can't I accept it? I am also an elder of the Zixiao Sect." Yang Qiu said.

"Uncle Master, do you still accept it now?" Su Yun asked seriously.

"Take it. If you find something suitable, take it." Yang Qiu said.

If you meet someone who has a holy body, you must accept it. If you just cultivate it, you will become a great god.

"Do you think I can do it? Uncle Master, I am at the fifth level of foundation building. I am definitely qualified to be your apprentice. I will go find the master right away. I want to quit Mingyue Peak and join Qingfeng Peak."

Before Yang Qiu could refute, Su Yun summoned the flying sword and flew into the sky, then hurried away towards Mingyue Peak like a meteor.

"Why...."

Yang Qiu stretched out his hand to persuade you to stay: "Your cultivation is too weak, I can't accept you like this." Before he finished speaking, Su Yun flew away.