At night,
"It must have been tough. You're injured!"
Duan Yuening's jade-like hand caressed the shallow sword scar on Zhou Xian's chest. Her eyes were filled with tears.
Her beautiful face was full of pity, and she was in a million times more pain than when she was injured.
Some people knew that they had lost the moment they cried.
"It's fine, it's just a small injury! Your husband killed a martial grandmaster!”
However, her tears fell like a broken line.
"Hey, don't cry!"
However, she cried even harder.
"If you cry again, I'll ignore you!"
"Am I very useless?" She stopped crying.
"You're very good. You're beautiful, virtuous, and gentle. It's a blessing from my previous life that I married you!”
Zhou Xian's heart aches a little.
He was her everything, heaven, and everything beautiful. He only treated her as a passerby in his life.
For a moment, he only wanted to stay by her side.
Don't be so nice. I feel so guilty!
Although his body still belonged to her, there were many women in his heart.
Wu Qing, Shangguan Hai Tang, Lian Xing, Yao Yue, Wang Yu Yan, Witch Wan Wan, Shi Fei Xuan, Li Xiu Ning…
He could not be blamed for being greedy. Indeed, these women had their own merits and were all his type.
"I'm not as good as you say, husband. I'm only a Xiantian expert, and my martial arts can't help you much!”
She blushed and smiled through her tears.
"I'm not good. I'm very fickle!" Zhou Xixian said indifferently.
"Then will you leave me?"
She spoke carefully, like a child who was afraid of being abandoned.
"No, never!"
"That's good!" She heaved a sigh of relief.
"I'll let you cultivate and strive to become a grandmaster. There aren't many female grandmasters in Great Ming.”
"Okay, Aiya!"
"What's wrong?" Zhou Xian pretended to ask. The movements of his hands were not at all vague.
"Husband, you're annoying!"
She smiled, her smile as bright as a flower, making people unconsciously want to take a bite.
"What's wrong? You don't like it?"
"No! You're still injured."
"Pa!" Zhou Xian patted it once.
"Aiya!"
"It's fine. These are all small injuries. I'm still in high spirits. I'll let you know how powerful I am in a while.”
He flipped over, and then…
(50,000 words are omitted here because I'm afraid of the dimensional attack of the supreme god River Crab…)
After three days and three nights, Zhou Xian once again set off in high spirits.
Other than Ruthless, Shangguan Haitang, Cheng Si, his wife Duan Yuening, and his disciple Lin Pingzhi, the army that followed him also said,
The group of six toured the mountains and rivers. They stopped and walked until they arrived at the Huashan Sect.
"Master, why are we going to the Huashan Sect?”Lin Pingzhi finally couldn't stand it anymore and asked in confusion.
The others also looked over. Clearly, they were also puzzled.
"Do you still remember why you accidentally killed Yu Canghai's son?”
"Because he flirted with the innkeeper's daughter. I couldn't stand it, so we had a conflict. That's why I made a mistake.
Master, did I really do something wrong?"
Lin Pingzhi was still that kind and pure child.
"You're not wrong, but lacking strength is a sin. Protecting justice is what rulers do because they are strong enough.”
"Yes, Master. I will work hard on my cultivation and strive to be as strong as you.”
Lin Pingzhi's eyes were filled with admiration. His master had killed a martial grandmaster.
Now, he finally understood the terror of a martial grandmaster.
"Do you know who the innkeeper's daughter is?”
"Isn't she just an ordinary inn girl?”
"Silly boy, she's the daughter of the Huashan Sect's Sect Leader Yue Buqun, Yue Lingshan.”
"What is it? How is that possible?"
"Anything is possible."
"Then why did she…"
"Why did you dress up as an inn girl?”
"Yes!"
"Because Yue Buqun wants the Exorcism Sword Manual!”
"My family's sword manual is ordinary. Master's Green Lotus Sword Technique is the most powerful!”
"No, that's because you didn't practice it correctly. The power of the Evil Repelling Sword Art is no less than the sword art I created myself.”
"Then…"
"I know that. Wang Lin, if you have time, take a look at the name list in our Divine Martial Arts Institute's arsenal.”
Cheng Fei was very proud, as if he was showing off.
"Your Evil-warding Sword Art is indeed powerful. Yu Huatian of the West Chamber cultivated it. He's only about 30 years old, but he's already a Grandmaster.”
"Amazing! But why can't mine? Is it fake?”
"No, there's a condition to cultivate it!”
"What condition?"
"If you want to practice this technique, you must castrate yourself first!"
……
After learning the truth, Lin Pingzhi didn't speak for a long time.
"Lord Marquis, what happened to him?" Cheng Fei was a little depressed.
"It's nothing. It's normal to take a little blow. Men have to grow up!
There was only one kind of heroism in the world, and that was to see the truth of life and still love life.”
"Lord Marquis's words are of a certain standard. I'm a rough person, so I don't really understand.
Right, Lord Marquis, why are we going to the Huashan Sword Sect?”
"Meet Feng Qingyang and learn the Nine Swords Beyond the Swords and the sword techniques of the Five Mountain Sword Sect.”
"Feng Qingyang? He's still on Mount Hua. Didn't he go missing?”Shangguan Haitang was puzzled.
This person was too famous. He was known to be a martial grandmaster with the Lone Nine Swords.
His swordsmanship was superb, and no one in Jianghu could match him.
Who didn't know the name of the Sword God of Mount Hua!
"Yes!"
"The Five Mountains Sword Technique. Shouldn't the Huashan Sect only have the Huashan Sword Technique?”
Wu Qing was puzzled.
"Yes. When the ten elders of the Sun Moon Sect attacked the Five Mountain Sword Sect, Mount Hua was the main battlefield.
They had trapped the ten elders of the Sun Moon Sect to death on the Cliff of Reflection. The ten elders of the Sun Moon Sect were unwilling to give up, so they left the moves that could break the Five Mountains Sword Technique on the stone wall.”
"How did you know? Even our Guarding Dragon Mountain Villa doesn't have such news.”
Shangguan Haitang was even more confused.
"Because I can predict the future!”
Zhou Xian smiled mysteriously and looked at the system panel.
Bullshit:
Longhorn Bull: I can predict the future without missing anything (14/1.2 million)
He suddenly felt that there was still a long way to go!
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