Xiang Que didn't stand alone in the square like a fool. Knowing that he might have to stay in the Qingshan Sect for a long time in the future, he wandered around with the attitude of being familiar with the terrain. The square is very big, and it took him ten minutes to walk around with two feet. Occasionally, Qingshan disciples who passed by would look at him in surprise, nothing more than two thoughts.
This man is really good looking.
The Green Mountain Sect has another internal disciple who has successfully advanced?
The disciples of the outer hall can be regarded as having stepped into the Qingshan sect with one foot. If they want to step in with both feet, they have to enter the inner hall. The true disciples are the foundation of Qingshan. The master and the elders, etc., naturally also came from the transition of true disciples.
There is also a kind of true disciple who is more powerful. They will be accepted by the master or elder of the three peaks, or even the master of Qingshan, and become direct descendants. This is obviously a higher level.
After walking numb, Xiang Que came to the edge of the square, found a stone bench and sat down, stretched out his hand to pinch his calf, and then looked in the direction of the meeting hall. How will it be determined.
"After all, outstanding people need to be treated with caution."
"Meow?" From the nearby grass, a skinny black cat suddenly sprang out of nowhere. The cat's temperament was similar to that of a stray cat. Its hair was long and dirty, and the beard on both sides of its mouth was missing two curls. , the tail was even worse, and half of it was broken for some reason. Generally speaking, this cat is too shabby.
The black cat jumped onto the stone table next to Xiang Que with a "swish", and continued to look at him with its head tilted. He squinted his eyes and said, "Go away."
The black cat turned a deaf ear, grinned and stretched its waist, then suddenly jumped up and landed on Xiang Que's shoulder. He wanted to sway his body to hide, but it seemed that he was half a beat too late. The black cat turned around and lay on his back. On his shoulders, the tail dangled in front of Xiang Que's face, and then drooped down.
Xiang Que said speechlessly: "I am so good-looking, you are so ugly, and you are so close to me, don't you feel any pressure?"
The black cat lying on his shoulder "meowed", stretched out its paw and patted the sword behind him as if very dissatisfied.
"You shameless ugly cat, don't move around" Xiang Que stretched out his hand to support the Qingshan sword on his back, and suddenly his arm stopped, his head turned around stiffly, and he looked towards the back of the meeting hall Green Mountain and Three Peaks.
"Green Mountain Sect, Green Mountain Sword"
Xiang Que remembered that the sword behind him was engraved with a map of mountains and rivers, which was exactly the same as the three peaks of the green mountains in front of him. He blinked and muttered, "Another coincidence?"
Qingshanzong, the meeting hall.
Lu Pin stood in front of more than a dozen important figures of Qingshan Sect, nodded respectfully and said: "He is from the Xiang family in Mashan Cave. This family has multiplied in Mashan City for at least dozens of generations. If you count, at least four members of the Xiang clan have been disciples of the Qingshan sect in the past five hundred years, and the one with the highest cultivation level has entered the inner hall. Today, there is still a disciple of the Xiang family named Xiang An who is also in the inner hall of the sect. , but he went out to practice with a few disciples two months ago."
On the left side of Lu Pin, an old man in his fifties stroked his beard and frowned and asked, "In other words, there is no problem with his identity?"
Lu Pin replied: "I just stroked it briefly. The Xiang family is very simple. They don't have a complicated background. They just run a cloth business in Mashan City. Xiang Ping should be clean and his cultivation level is not very high. It¡¯s just in harmony.¡±
The old man paused for a moment while stroking his beard, looked at the other people beside him, and said with a smile: "He Dao? You can easily suppress many true disciples of our Qingshan sect with a single sword. I don't know if it is our Qingshan sect." Is Zong's cultivation base too worthless, or is his talent too good?"
"Naturally, it's talent. Where can the disciples of the Qingshan Sect be a good material?" The old woman on the right hand of the old man replied to him, and after thinking about it, she said uncertainly: "Qingyun walked away a few years ago. Fortunately, I met a disciple who was born with Taoism, and she was about to take the position of the master of Nanhui Peak. Her cultivation base has risen rapidly, and her talent is naturally quite good. What I said, I don't think it may be worse than Qingyun's shit, do you think he is a natural sword?"
Those who go to school pay attention to IQ, and those who practice Taoism naturally also pay attention to talent. Some people are naturally sensitive to numbers and later become experts in mathematics. Some people are naturally sensitive to words and later become non-famous Internet writers. no.
Some of the people in the Paradise of Paradise cultivate Taoism, and some of them are mediocre. This is the vast majority of people.Yes, for example, Nan Sijin, the master of Nanhui Peak, she is the talent of the natural Taoist species. Besides this one, there are other kinds, such as the natural sword species and the natural spiritual species, which have been quite difficult for hundreds of years. I met a talent with a talent for cultivation.
After the old woman finished speaking, everyone else fell silent, obviously weighing this possibility, after all, Xiang Que's sword soaring to the sky was really amazing, Lu Pin's eyes turned red with excitement, if Xiang Que is really a talent, This can be regarded as a great achievement for him, after all, he was the one who found him.
No, no, it has been determined that Xiang Que is a talent, but it is still unclear at what level.
The old lady said: "It seems that this is the shit of our Qingshan."
The old man stroked his beard again, and said with a smile: "Whatever he is, I will look at it later, he must be a true disciple now, I think this is not bad, it can be sent to our Qingshan Peak, such a way of swordsmanship To Qing Shan, a genius really deserves his name."
"hehe¡¡"
There was a sudden sneer in the hall, and the old woman said contemptuously, "Shameless? Ah, I'll ask you, do you still want to be shameless? A total of 18 true disciples came out in the past two years, and they were beaten by you Qingshan Peak." Twelve of them had to go away, and four had to go to Dongzhi, and only two landed in our Xitang, what's the matter? Is Xitang Peak raised by the stepmother of the Qingshan Sect? Why do we treat us so favorably. "
The old man said calmly: "Your Xitang is full of yin and yang, so naturally it is not suitable for this kind of disciple. Our Qingshan Peak is the battle order of the Qingshan sect. We have been fighting for Qingshan all the time, so such a swordsman is naturally a genius. The natural fighting seed belongs to Qingshan Peak, which is just right."
"Hehe, then according to what you said, it's useless for us to guard Qingshan as far as the east?" Another middle-aged man immediately sneered and said, "Everyone wants talent, but you have to have face, this No matter what people say, it won¡¯t be your turn to Qingshan Peak, so Xitang and I should choose.¡±
Lu Pin let out a sigh of relief, and thought: "This year, this person named Xiang Ping is going to be popular"
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