Nine Turns Sword God

Chu Shaoyang frowned, and a hint of pity flashed in his eyes.

Old Nie was also a famous sword genius.

But now he has suffered the backlash of sword intent, and his life is worse than death.

While alive, he has to endure the backlash of sword intent, just like the pain of millions of ants gnawing at his bones and blood, and end his life.

It's sad and lamentable.

"Boy, don't be so pessimistic."

Old Nie smiled suddenly: "You are different from me. You have stronger talents and can reach a higher level."

"But you must understand why you practice sword and why you swing the sword."

"Only by enlightenment can you break through the realm of the Three Absolute Swords and step onto a higher level."

Chu Shaoyang looked thoughtful.

The talent for swordsmanship was given by his parents.

The road he took was also paved by his parents.

He seemed to have never really thought about why he practiced sword, why he swung the sword, and the significance of controlling the sword intent.

"Okay, it's not something that can be figured out overnight, so there's no point in being anxious."

Old Nie waved his hand: "Go back and have a good rest. If you don't get first place in tomorrow's newcomer competition, don't go back to Xueyun Palace."

Chu Shaoyang stood up and bowed respectfully: "Don't worry, senior, I will definitely get first place!"

After that, he left the hut.

After returning to the room, he kept thinking about Old Nie's question, but he couldn't get an answer.

Before he knew it, it was the morning of the second day.

Zhuge Tingxue knocked on the door gently and called out: "Shaoyang, it's time to go!"

Chu Shaoyang then exited the state of cultivation and went straight to the Taichu Holy Palace with Zhuge Tingxue and others.

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Taichu Holy Palace.

On the square of the Holy Palace, a high platform was built with nine stone pillars on it.

The stone pillars are coiled with dragons, lifelike.

It seems that if you point a pen at the eyes, it will soar into the air and fly into the clouds.

At this time, the square was already full of people, all of whom were new disciples of the Holy Palace.

There were more than a thousand people, and it was very lively.

"Have you heard about it?"

"The disciples of Xueyun Palace will also participate in this newcomer competition."

"Xueyun Palace, is it the useless academy that has long been lonely and has no hair?"

"Then the disciples who came to participate this time are the useless ones who were expelled from the Holy Palace before?"

Laughter rang out one after another.

Chu Shaoyang's name has long been spread throughout the Taichu Holy Palace.

During the assessment, he was almost beaten to death because he offended the elders.

Only a useless academy like Xueyun Palace would take in such a waste.

Perfect match!

Not far away, a pair of young men and women sat on the trunk of a towering ancient tree.

The girl looked only in her teens, but she was actually over fifty.

She looked at the young man beside her curiously and asked, "Have you seen Chu Shaoyang?"

The young man sneered, "Why would I see that kind of trash?"

"You and I were both recruited as exceptions. We don't need to participate in the palace trial with those trash. How could we have seen him?"

The girl pouted, "I thought the disciples of Xueyun Palace would be those few."

"It's a pity that there are only a few trash. It's really disappointing."

The young man laughed, "Everyone knows that among the newcomers of this year, I, Zhang Zhongming, am the first, and you, Yun Qianqian, are the second."

"The others are trash. They can't even take a move from you and me."

Yun Qianqian nodded happily, "As long as you rank in the top three in this competition, you can enter the Holy Palace Cabinet."

"I heard that the cabinet is composed of disciples above the seventh level of the Holy King Realm, and there are also elders and palace masters who teach them personally. They are very powerful."

"Only such strong people are qualified to fight with us!"

Zhang Zhongming suddenly looked up at the sky and sneered, "Look, that group of trash is coming."

At this time, in the sky.

Led by Chu Shaoyang, a group of five people came in the air.

As soon as he appeared, he immediately caused an uproar.

"The trash from Xueyun Palace is here!"

"What? Am I seeing right?"

"The guy leading the team is actually in the Zhenwu realm!"

Laughter rose up.

Until Chu Shaoyang and his companions landed beside the high platform, the discussion did not subside, but turned into shouting.

"The trash from Xueyun Palace, stop competing, just go back to Xueyun Palace!"

"This is Taichu Saint Palace, it is not comparable to a place like your Xueyun Palace that cultivates trash!"

Dongfang Lin was furious: "Who are you calling trash?"

"Fight me if you dare!"

The disciples of Taichu Saint Palace laughed.

"Okay, life and death battle, on the life and death stage, do you dare?"

"That's right! If you want to fight, then decide on a life and death battle, don't just shout loudly and dare not agree!"

Dongfang Lin was furious and was about to agree, but was stopped by Chu Shaoyang.

"They are just a bunch of jumping clowns, why bother with them?"

The disciples of Taichu Saint Palace were so angry that they laughed.

"Waste, who are you calling a clown?"

"How dare you, a mere Zhenwu realm, come to participate in the newcomer competition of the Taichu Saint Palace?"

"Xueyun Palace is really the cradle of waste. Even people of this realm can participate in the newcomer competition. Just disband it!"

However, no matter how everyone cursed, Chu Shaoyang pretended not to hear.

After all, he was just a newcomer who had just entered the Saint King realm. Even if everyone came together, he would not be able to kill him alone, so he naturally had no interest in paying attention.

At this time, two powerful auras suddenly rose.

A man and a woman came in the air and slowly landed in front of Chu Shaoyang.

"Waste from Xueyun Palace, nice to meet you."

Zhang Zhongming laughed provocatively: "My name is Zhang Zhongming, the first newcomer of the Taichu Saint Palace."

"She is Yun Qianqian, my woman, the second newcomer."

"Now I give you two choices, either get out now and shout that Xueyun Palace is all waste."

"Either you dare to compete and be trampled under my feet and humiliated to death!"

The disciples of Taichu Holy Palace laughed.

"Even Senior Brother Zhang is here, aren't these losers scared to death?"

"That's right, Senior Brother Zhang's strength is enough to rival some cabinet disciples. Isn't it easy to kill them?"

Everyone stared at Chu Shaoyang and the others, believing that they would kneel down and beg for mercy.

Chu Shaoyang smiled lightly: "My name is Chu Shaoyang, a disciple of Xueyun Palace."

"I came to participate in the competition today for only one thing."

Zhang Zhongming asked in confusion: "What's the matter?"

Chu Shaoyang's smile remained the same, with a hint of pride.

"I want the number one position among newcomers!"

The noise stopped abruptly and was replaced by countless curses.

“You’re at the twelfth level of the True Martial Realm, and you’re actually threatening to take first place among newcomers?”

"Is he out of his mind, or was he frightened by Senior Brother Zhang's aura?"

Zhang Zhongming laughed loudly: "My strength is not good, but my tone is not bad!"

"Today, no one among the five of you from Xueyun Palace can even think of leaving alive!"

After saying that, he hugged Yun Qianqian's waist and left with a laugh.

There were only a few disciples left, pointing at Chu Shaoyang and others and ridiculing them wantonly.

"Shaoyang."

Zhuge Tingxue suddenly asked: "How sure are you?"

Chu Shaoyang smiled and said: "Ninety percent."

"Zhang Zhongming is at the seventh level of the Saint King Realm. Even if he tries his best, he can barely block one of his moves."

"However, I am close to the Holy King realm. After breaking through, I can reach the fourth level of the Holy King realm. It is not difficult to kill him."

Zhuge Tingxue then smiled: "Since you said that, you are 100% sure."

Chu Shaoyang looked at her with some surprise: "If it had been before, you would have been angered by Zhang Zhongming."

"Practice swordsmanship with Mr. Nie, and your character will change a lot."

Zhuge Tingxue smiled lightly: "Old Nie once asked me why I cultivated my sword and why I wielded it."

"I thought hard for a hundred days and finally realized something, and my character has grown a lot."

Chu Shaoyang raised his eyebrows slightly: "What's your answer?"

Zhuge Tingxue's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Revenge!"

In an instant, the piercing murderous intention and the sword intention merged into one, and they were released as soon as they were released.

Even when Chu Shaoyang reached the Heart Sword level, he felt a hint of coldness.

"You are indeed different."

After saying that, Chu Shaoyang looked thoughtful.

Zhuge Tingxue had already found a reason to practice his sword.

What about yourself?