Uncle-Master, Please Help Us

"Well, you are such a virtue, don't do harm to Xiao Su!"

Hearing his self-talk, many cannives were speechless at the same time.

What are you like?

"..."

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Song Yu shook his head.

Excellent people are always jealous and lonely as snow.

With his hands behind his back, filled with emotion, he heard many Cannian's comments.

"You said, Shangguan Wanqing is good, or Fairy Jiuqu?"

"I think Jiuqu is good, big butt, good for nurturing, and the children have a lot of food, so they can have enough food for three children!"

"Wanqing is also good, gentle and obedient, not as violent as Jiuqu!"

"That's right, it's better to be gentle..."

"???" Song Yu was stunned.

What's up?

I just want Xiao Su Yin to find someone else's girl to release the power of the wild. You have considered everything your child eats, so why are you embarrassed to say me?

Shameless?

Full of resentment, I was trying to scold these people so that they would not be so shameless. I saw the sword sage Li Qiaofu standing quietly on the spot, watching Su Yin's swordsmanship while slowly nodding his head.

Worthy of being a Juggernaut, when everyone else was talking nonsense, he was the only one who was still thinking about sword moves.

When he came to the front, he looked over curiously: "Seeing you keep nodding your head, do you want to say that Xiao Su Yin's swordsmanship is good?"

Li Qiaofu scratched his head: "That's not the case. I'm thinking, if Xiao Su Yin puts the sword on Jiuqu and Wanqing's neck and invites them to marry, should he use Xiaoxiang swordsmanship or dust-free swordsmanship, no, this? Both sets of swordsmanship are not violent enough. It is estimated that they are unwilling. They should use the smashing swordsmanship to go down with a single sword and break their meridians first. There is no way to commit suicide...

"..."

Song Yu wanted to cry.

A disciple of a very dignified love, he still has to put his sword on someone’s neck before getting married. I don’t want face...

The most important thing is, is this something you a sword master should think about?

...

Outside the Jianqi Pavilion.

The many sword repairmen in the thatched cottage came outside at this moment, looking up at the lights in the tower in front of them, and they lit up layer by layer.

Every time a layer is lit, it means that the passer has passed the assessment of the previous level.

Li Mogang and Lu Qiuran also came to the front.

"On the sixth floor, it only took thirty breaths, which means...the assessment will begin after reading the rules!"

"What kind of realm do you have to understand about kendo in order to do it?"

"Do you think he can get past the seventh floor?"

Everyone was more excited than the others.

Although they can't do it, seeing a legend born with their own eyes is definitely worthy of glory.

"I think it's okay. I was on the seventh floor before. I dare to come back this time. I must be fully prepared..."

"It's not that easy. The seventh floor. Although I haven't been to the seventh floor, I have heard rumors. Not only do I need to be very clever in swordsmanship, but I also need to grasp the timing to reach a terrifying point. It is impossible for anyone to complete it without reaching the realm of a saint. ..."

"I don't think he can do it too!"

Although everyone admired this Xue Qianqiu, they were still not optimistic about whether he could pass the seventh level.

"He, is he really your younger brother?"

With a shiver, Li Mogang looked at the woman beside him.

Others thought this was Xue Qianqiu, only he knew in his heart that he had nothing to do with the other party, and he was the younger brother in front of him.

"Hmm..." Lu Qiuran nodded stupidly.

Obviously, even she didn't expect this junior brother who just met to be so powerful!

"If he comes out... can you trouble Dr. Lu, help him with a few words, and let him accept me as a disciple?" Li Mogang's eyes showed a strong desire.

Lu Qiuran was speechless.

Just over ten minutes ago, this one was still questioning the other party, saying that he couldn't even get through the first floor, but now he wants to apprentice...

Before, I felt that my younger brother was too young to save the teacher, she couldn't do it, the other party might not be able to do it, but now it seems that she is indeed much better than her...

...

Poison Mist Swamp is a dangerous place in the fairy world. It has always been known for being highly poisonous. It is a hundred miles away, and there are rare creatures. Many cultivators enter it, and it is difficult for them to leave alive in the end.

It can be regarded as one of the forbidden places for the cultivators of the immortal world, and almost no one comes over.

However, at this moment, two human figures are suspended in the center of the swamp, where the poisonous gas is strongest, and their bodies are shining with a special light, like a magic weapon, but also like a special item, which can resist all the poisonous gas outside.

The one on the left, a young man in his twenties, looked down and frowned, "According to the news, it should be here. Why didn't you find anything?"

On the swamp below, there is a wooden house floating around, surrounded by various highly poisonous vegetation. Most of the poisonous gas diffused in the swamp is emitted from here.

"If you can't find it, just search!" The middle-aged man in black next to him snorted coldly, and his five fingers pressed down suddenly.

Bang!

Under his power, the wooden house collapsed and torn apart, and then the swamp rolled up, revealing a tunnel hidden underground.

His eyes lit up, and the young man was full of excitement and flew straight over.

The middle-aged man in black followed closely.

After more than ten minutes, the two walked out again.

The young man smiled: "I found Du Zhuang, the poisonous saint, and matched it with the embroidered garment of St. Su's needle that I found earlier. Overall, it's still a bit lacking..."

This one is not someone else, it is Xue Qianqiu, the doorman of the sky looking for Saint Skeleton after leaving the Dragon Realm!

"Emperor Dragon, Emperor Feng, and Saint Sangyu, take away the bones of the saints we know in advance. It's good to find two..." Saint Liuyun smiled bitterly.

It's not that they didn't work hard enough, but bad luck.

At the beginning, I found the two skeletons of chess sage Huang Longtian and book sage Qiancheng very smoothly. I thought it would be the same in the future, but... I met that Su Yin!

The sacred skeleton in his hand was robbed, but now it’s hard to find the next one, either by the Dragon Emperor or by the Feng Emperor...

After tossing for a long time, until now, only two sacred skeletons have been found!

Xue Qianqiu sighed: "There are only two. If you want to attract 36 old sages to join the trap, I'm afraid it won't work!"

Sage Liuyun: "I also know the truth, but... we know that there are only so many sacred corpses in total. Now, all of them have been picked up by others and want to **** them back. It is already impossible!"

Even if the sage of the sky is ruling on behalf of the sky, it is impossible to know the whereabouts of all the ancient saints. It is already very good to know more than a dozen, but it is a pity... at this moment, all have entered the dragon domain.

"I have a way!"

After pondering for a moment, Xue Qianqiu's eyes flashed and said: "36 Old Sages, if you want to make a comeback, you must have enough power. Although there are many sacred skeletons collected in the Dragon Region, there are almost none of them capable of attack!"

After a moment of stunned, Liuyun Sage nodded immediately.

The ancient sage corpses collected by the Dragon Region are quite a few, but most of them are side jobs such as piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and their combat effectiveness is limited. Even if they are refined, they will not have much impact on the overall situation.

Xue Qianqiu's eyes narrowed: "If I can take away the sacred skeleton of the Juggernaut, if I don't believe it, they won't come!"

"Sword Sage, 36 Old Sage's most powerful combat power, if he has his sacred skeleton in his hands, even if he doesn't need the corpses of the other 35 Old Sages, he will definitely come and **** it..."

Liuyun saint suddenly.

"Not bad!" Xue Qianqiu nodded: "The Sword Saint is the key! Go, go to the Jianqi Pavilion, this time I must pass the seventh floor, and take the body of the Sword Saint into my hands!"

call!

After the two had finished speaking, they were not staying, tearing the space apart, and galloping in the direction of Jianqi Pavilion.

...

Su Yin didn't know what happened outside. At this moment, he was ruthless and unconscious, and his understanding of swordsmanship once again raised a realm, an invincible breath spreading from his body.

It seems that in this state, let alone the opponent, even the world can cut through a hole.

After learning to chop wood with Li Qiaofu for nearly ten years, it was only at this moment that he truly understood the true meaning of kendo and thoroughly understood it.

call!

The true dragon sword stopped and stood up.

The eight wooden sticks, at this time, are all left with only the palm length, standing firmly on the ground, motionless, and the oil lamp above has been exhausted and completely extinguished.

Cleared!

The seventh level that Xue Qianqiu couldn't pass, he passed smoothly in one go.

Hum!

The light door appeared again, and Su Yin let out a sigh of relief and walked in.

The door disappeared and appeared in another room. In front of him were two middle-aged men with strong aura, sitting on the futon, facing themselves.

"saint?"

The whole body shook, Su Yin recovered from the state of being ruthless and full of vigilance.

There are saints on the eighth floor, and there are still two. What is going on?

"Little Junior Brother, you really passed the seventh pass smoothly. You deserve to be the teacher's most talented disciple, yes, yes!"

A middle-aged man turned his head.

Su Yin only discovered that the other party's pupils were white and their brilliance had disappeared. There was a trace of blood on his face. It was obvious that he had just been injured.

Sage of the morning glow!

"You can come here in your twenties. The talent is indeed terrifying. However, the eighth level is the sword mark on the wall over there. If you want to truly understand the peerless sword intent, you must carefully observe and watch!" You The Scarlet Sage smiled slightly.

"Sword Mark?" Su Yin was slightly puzzled. According to the other party's words, just about to turn his head, he saw Saint Zhaoxia, shaking his body, and came to the front: "Little Junior Brother, don't worry about it!"

The corner of You Chi's mouth raised: "Hehe, Zhaoxia, and a genius like Xue Qianqiu, who came to the eighth floor, definitely wanted to learn swordsmanship. What do you mean by not letting you see the sword marks left by the sword master?"

The saint Zhaoxia waved his hand: "You don't talk and talk here, I know what you think! Even if the younger brother wants to see, I will let him figure out the situation first..."

Su Yin frowned.

It seems that Xue Qianqiu he disguised himself was not seen by the saints. The Zhaoxia saint who came before him should be Xue Qianqiu’s senior. In this way, he is the person in the sky. The guy on the opposite side is obviously not the same, I am afraid it is. Under Huang Quan's door...

In an instant, he analyzed it, smiled slightly, and folded his fists: "I have seen Brother Zhaoxia!"

Saint Zhaoxia nodded with satisfaction, and said: "What's on the eighth floor, you must have heard of it before!"

"Slightly heard!" Su Yin didn't know what it was, but he didn't deny it, but nodded.

Sage Zhaoxia does not suspect him: "Just know, I will tell you in detail now... It is a sword mark. This thing was left by the sword sage Li Qiaofu back then, and it contains his understanding of kendo~www.readwn.com ~The mystery is incomparable, the mystery is endless. Saint You Chi and I have benefited a lot from practicing here for a hundred years!"

"However, the power of the sword mark is too powerful, it contains all the power of the sword saint, let alone you, even if we reach the saint state, we will be burned by the sword energy contained in it at the first glance... our eyes, that's it. Blind."

Su Yin's body was shocked.

A sword mark left on the wall, after tens of thousands of years of corrosion, the saint would still be blinded when he saw it... Teacher Li Qiaofu, this guy who looks like an old farmer is so ferocious?

No wonder, confidently speaking, as long as he can use his rules and quasi-sage cultivation level, he can kill the saint...I am afraid that he is not lying.

"So, if you want to observe, it's okay, but don't stare directly, but take a look, then turn around, and then continue to observe after you have understood!

With a slight smile, the face of Saint Zhaoxia was full of pride: "When I first came here more than a hundred years ago, I could only look at one breath, my eyes could not bear it, blood flowed out, and now, it is okay. Hold on for five breaths!"

Su Yin was speechless.

A sword mark, only five breaths can be seen after a hundred years of study... Is it proud of it?

Saint Zhaoxia continued: "I know that, you definitely want to watch it more. I remind you in advance that you can watch it, don't be obsessed. Once you feel your eyes and mind can't bear it, turn your head immediately!"

In response, Su Yin adjusted his state and turned and looked at the side wall.

Sure enough, I saw a huge sword mark appearing in my sight. Then, countless brilliant sword intents rushed toward my face. In an instant, I saw a hot ball of fire, my eyes stinging, and at the same time, my whole body seemed to be imprisoned, thinking You want to move, but you can't do it anyway!

(Take a break on weekends and continue to add more tomorrow!)