I Have Countless Swords

There are people outside of people and there are days outside of people!

This sentence is what Zhao Congjian's deceased father loves to say to him.

Now it came out of Zhou Xuanji's mouth, completely moving him.

Zhou Xuanji patted his shoulder and smiled with satisfaction: "Be my sword slave, I will treat you like a disciple, when I can't teach you, or you surpass me, I will let you go, I can see you Have the strongest heart, take me as the goal!"

With a wave of his right hand, he collected all the divine swords into the supreme library.

When Zhao Congjian heard the word Jiannu, he subconsciously frowned.

But if you think about it, working for Zhou Xuanji, isn't it a slave?

In addition, Zhou Xuanji's second half sentence made his heart beat faster.

Ask for the strongest heart!

He didn't expect Zhou Xuanji to understand him so well.

Just when he was thinking wildly, Zhou Xuanji helped him up and said with a smile, "Just stay here."

Zhou Xuanji turned his head to look at Zhang Tianjian and asked, "Is that okay?"

Zhang Tianjian with a sluggish expression came back to his senses and quickly nodded in agreement.

Zhang Ruyu and Zhang Rutan were still sluggish.

Senior Zhou subdued Zhao Congjian like this?

They only feel that they are in a dream, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Little Jiang Xue was also a little stunned.

Zhou Xuanji said to Zhao Congjian, "Follow me."

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the courtyard where he lived.

Zhao Congjian immediately followed.

Zhou Xuanji pulled Jiang Xue, who was still in a daze, and left the lobby.

Zhang Rutan swallowed his saliva and asked, "Brother, I want to be Senior Zhou's sword slave, do you think there is hope?"

Snapped!

Zhang Ruyu slapped him and asked, "What do you think now?"

Zhang Rutan covered his face and said aggrieved: "No..."

Zhang Tianjian was also thinking about this question.

Even Zhao Congjian worshipped Zhou Jianshen. If he became Zhou Jianshen's sword slave, it might not be a shame, it might even be an honor.

Now the outside world is madly spreading the strength of Zhou Jianshen, he is close to the water tower, why not get the moon first?

the other side.

The three of Zhou Xuanji came to the courtyard, and he called out Bei Xiao Wang Jian and Huang Lian Xin.

When the two saw Zhao Congjian, they were both stunned.

Zhou Xuanji said: "From now on, he is also my sword slave, and he can be regarded as joining our team, but we still need to run in."

The second half of his sentence meant that the matter of revenge could not be revealed for the time being.

In the past, he often designed secret codes with the three of Xiao Jiangxue and cultivated tacit understanding.

Beixiao Wangjian and Huang Lianxin looked at each other, and both saw the incredibleness in each other's eyes.

But when you think about it, it makes sense.

For swordsmen, who doesn't yearn for Zhou Xuanji's swordsmanship?

Zhou Xuanji walked to the stone pavilion and motioned everyone to come and sit down.

After everyone was seated, he asked Huang Lianxin to serve tea.

"Tell me, if there is anything you want to do, I will help you later."

Zhou Xuanji opened his mouth and said, the previous conversation made him see through Zhao Congjian, and he understood that this guy also had something to hide in his heart.

Such talent is all alone and has no sect. There must be a last resort.

Zhao Congjian hesitated, but when he thought of Zhou Xuanji's strength, he replied, "I have a grudge in Dachen."

The Great Chen Dynasty was the neighbor of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The territory under his control is no less than that of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the two dynasties often had trade exchanges, but the people of Great Zhou did not know much about the situation of Da Chen.

Zhou Xuanji nodded and said, "I will help you get revenge."

Zhao Congjian asked in surprise: "You don't ask who it is? What if my enemy is the Emperor Chen?"

Zhou Xuanji glanced at him and said, "Give me a hundred years, and even if it is the Emperor Chen, I will cut off his head and give it to you."

Bei Xiaowangjian and Little Jiang Xue were not surprised. After all, Zhou Xuanji's target was Queen Da Zhou.

Although the assassination difficulty is lower than the assassination of the emperor Chen, it is not that different.

Zhao Congjian was taken aback by Zhou Xuanji's arrogance, and he swallowed hard, not knowing how to answer.

At this time, Huang Lianxin came with tea and poured tea for everyone.

The three-eyed woodmouse dragged the little black snake and jumped onto the stone table.

"Old man... old man... going to die..."

The little black snake howled, causing Zhao Congjian to look sideways.

He asked curiously, "The three-eyed wood rat who knows the most treasures in the world... This snake is..."

Zhou Xuanji said calmly: "He is called Tyrannical Black Flood Dragon, have you heard of it?"

Zhao Congjian widened his eyes and asked, "Is that the fifth-order demon king? Weren't he and Li Chimei killed by Jianjun?"

Bei Xiao Wang Jian snorted coldly and said, "Xiao Jinghong is my master's apprentice, what do you think?"

Zhao Congjian was completely dumbfounded.

Xiao Jinghong is Zhou Jianshen's apprentice?

Although he believes that his talent surpasses Xiao Jinghong, his current strength is still far behind that of Xiao Jinghong.

If what Bei Xiaowangjian said was true, could the Black Flood Dragon be a gift from Xiao Jinghong to Zhou Xuanji?

The more he thought about it, the more Zhou Xuanji's image in his heart became.

"From tomorrow onwards, you need to teach him a set of high-level Xuanpin swordsmanship, and teach him every day until he becomes a master."

Zhou Xuanji suddenly pointed at Bei Xiaowang's sword and said to Zhao Congjian.

As soon as these words came out, both of them were stunned.

Bei Xiaowangjian was a surprise, while Zhao Congjian frowned.

Just as he was about to speak, Zhou Xuanji said, "When you start teaching him, as long as you succeed, I will start teaching you higher-level swordsmanship."

"Have you personally taught swordsmanship?"

Zhao Congjian was asked, he is obsessed with swordsmanship, where can he teach others?

Huang Lianxin covered her mouth and smiled and said, "When Bei Xiao joined ~www.readwn.com~, he was also instructed by the master to teach me his swordsmanship."

Beixiaowangjian nodded and said, "Inheriting swordsmanship, we can see the problems that we usually don't see when practicing swordsmanship. The master will never let us do useless work."

When Zhao Congjian heard this, he was thoughtful.

Maybe it really is a direction.

Zhou Xuanji drank his tea calmly, with an unfathomable attitude.

He laughed heartily.

In fact, I just want you to teach each other your skills.

In the end, Zhao Congjian agreed that he was not without the advanced swordsmanship of Xuanpin.

Over the years, he has won a lot of swordsmanship from killing the enemy.

So far, Zhao Congjian lives in the courtyard, in the guest room next to Bei Xiaowangjian.

Two days later.

Zhou Xuanji, led by Xie Zong's disciples, came to the gate of Jiange.

The sword pavilion is located within Xie Zong, as high as five feet, covering half the size of Zhang's family, surrounded by dozens of Xie Zong disciples, and two old men sitting cross-legged in front of the door, practicing silently.

Xie Wuyou and a group of elders followed behind Zhou Xuanji.

"Go in. After three days, someone will notify you to come out."

Xie Wuyou smiled gently, but his forehead was sweating coldly.

Zhou Xuanji glanced at him, and immediately stepped into the sword pavilion.

Clang!

The gate of Jiange closed, and the smile on Xie Wuyou's face disappeared instantly.

He gritted his teeth and asked, "How much do you think he will learn?"

The elders looked at each other, but no one answered.

When they thought of Zhou Xuanji's results in the third round of the sword argument, their hearts were heavy.

at the same time.

Zhou Xuanji stood in front of the gate of the sword pavilion, looking at the bookshelves in front of him, with a strange smile on his face, he laughed loudly: "If I don't learn all the swordsmanship here, I don't deserve to be Zhou Jianshen!"

He deliberately raised his voice, and his voice spread outside the sword pavilion.

"..."

Xie Wuyou and Elder Xie Zong both had black faces.