After a while, Su Su gradually realized the benefits of cleaning the sword.

Hengyang's sword technique is very open and close, and it emphasizes the word "Yang", but Penglai's Qinghong Sword emphasizes understanding the sword intent. The sword in her palm, which is as thin as a cicada's wing, trembles slightly, and a slight wonderful feeling comes.

Is this a sword intent?

It is said that the Qinghong Sword Art has reached its peak, and the master can communicate with the sword. In time, he may be able to cultivate a sword spirit.

She has always been eager to learn, and after understanding some subtleties, she no longer rejects the sword washing. She does not need Cang Jiumin's guidance and becomes serious by herself.

She was washing the sword by the pond, and Cang Jiumin sat cross-legged under the tree and looked at her.

Su Su thought she would be in the sword washing pool for a long time, but she was released by Cang Jiumin from the sword washing pool for only more than a month.

Once I released it, I realized that Caishuang was tortured by the cold air of the Youbing Pond and was taken away by the East Wing Master a few days ago. In contrast, Su Su was lively and had nothing to do.

When the disciples of Penglai met Su Su, they would salute her politely. Only then did Su Su realize that the incident of kicking Caishuang back to Youbingtan that day was not spread.

When he accidentally saw the disciple who was witnessed indignation that day, his expression flashed. He saw Su Su clasping his fists, pretending that nothing happened.

Hum? Are all the disciples of Penglai so friendly?

A few days later, a male disciple blushed and invited Susu to visit Penglai to discuss.

Su Su thought to herself that if she succeeded in becoming a disciple, she would have to stay in Penglai for a long time. It was necessary to establish a good relationship with her fellow disciples. She happily accepted his invitation.

The disciple was humble and polite, and a little shy. He talked and laughed with Su Su along the way. Unexpectedly, before leaving the Xinglin, he met Cang Jiumin with a cold face at the corner.

The male disciple became restrained in an instant and quickly said respectfully: "I have met Master Jiumin."

Cang Jiumin's gaze swept across Su Su and fell on the male disciple.

"Zeduan, other disciples are practicing swords for the sake of assessment. Do you treat the assessment like this?"

Seeing that his tone was cold, Zeduan knew that Master Jiumin was angry.

In Penglai's ten-year assessment, every disciple must participate, and the winner will fight against the previous sword master.

If the assessment is embarrassing, not only will the master lose his face, but he will also be punished for slackness.

Zeduan quickly explained: "Mr. Jiumin Rong Bing, my disciple has been practicing swords recently."

On Penglai Island, no one is afraid of this uncertain Master Jiumin, so Zeduan is not surprised.

Seeing this, Su Su nodded quickly and spoke for Zeduan: "He was right, he did not slacken!"

Zeduan saw that the Immortal Lord Rong Kui had not yet come out of seclusion, and was afraid that he would be bored in Penglai, so he kindly invited him. Now his face turned pale and he looked really pitiful.

As soon as she opened her mouth, Cang Jiumin's face became even heavier.

The black and dirty eyes fell from Zeduan on Susu and said coldly: "I will teach the Penglai disciple a lesson. When will it be your turn to interrupt?"

Su Su couldn't help but say, "I might be a disciple of Penglai in the future."

Cang Jiumin smiled sarcastically: "Fairy Li is not in the Immortal Sword, and I, Penglai, can't tolerate a fool like you. After washing thousands of swords, I can't appreciate the sword intent. Instead, it makes my Penglai disciples not enterprising, and Fairy Li is better off returning to Hengyang."

Su Su turned her head to look at him in confusion.

She was not very angry. Cang Jiumin was such an irritable and sarcastic person.

Before, he was in the sword washing pool, and he obviously did not hold needles and thorns like this. When Su Su said that he had only touched the sword intent and did not appreciate it, he said that it was okay.

Su Su thought the relationship between the two had eased, but she was caught off guard today and Cang Jiumin became the cold feeling before, and even her eyes were full of thorny attitude.

The two looked at each other.

Seeing that his affairs had implicated Fairy Li, Zeduan had been worried and hurriedly said, "It's Zeduan's fault. I'll go back now to prepare for the assessment."

After saying that, he saluted Cang Jiumin, and could not look back at Su Su and left in a hurry.

Su Su catches up with Cang Jiumin: "What are you angry about?"

He looked at the forest and his eyes were faint, and he walked forward without hesitation, ignoring her.

Su Su followed him with her hands behind her back, imitating him, and criticized coldly: "Penglai disciples are really evil. With such a fierce senior brother, I suggest that Senior Brother Cang and my senior brother learn what it means to be a gentleman and a gentleman, and everyone loves it."

Cang Jiumin stopped and sneered at her.

"Why am I angry?"

He took a step forward, Su Su met his black eyes brewing a storm, and subconsciously took a step back.

She was a little nervous inexplicably.

Cang Jiumin paused and looked cold: "Zeduan is my best disciple in Penglai in the past century. Fairy Li doesn't practice by himself, so don't harm him."

"I didn't harm him!" she said with a head tilted, "Don't blame me."

He glanced at her beautiful face, and without saying a word, he turned around and left.

After that day, she never saw Cang Jiumin again.

Su Su thought to herself: Annoying mummy-dan, didn’t you start teaching her Qinghong Sword Art? Why did you start and ignore her?

If it weren't for Cang Jiumin's words that had not been used to deal with Caishuang without bloodshed, Su Su would have thought that he was deliberately neglecting her because of his adorable sister Caishuang.

These days, the green fruits on Penglai Fairy Island have ripened. Every morning in Susu Palace, there are a few more fresh green fruits.

She just thought it was prepared by the little fairy of Penglai for her and did not care too much about it.

Today, the winner of the Penglai assessment was decided. She held the green fruit in her mouth and happily walked over to watch the competition.

The world of cultivation is full of strength, and it has been no exception since ancient times.

I heard that the Zeduan passed the assessment all the way, and today is the last day of the assessment. Susu plans to go and take a look today.

As soon as she appeared, Zeduan saw her from the crowd.

The disciples in Penglai are all in a flowing blue dress, with a jade crown tied on their ink hair, and the female disciple is a carved jade hairpin. Susu is not from Penglai. She has a scarlet dress, like the peach blossoms blooming on the branches in March on the earth, and the silver bells on her waist are all different from the overall painting style of Penglai. On the mobile phone, you can remember "Bi\Q\ge→m.\b\iq\u\g\etv.c\o\m" for a second and provide you with wonderful novel reading.

Zeduan's face turned slightly red and nodded at her from afar.

Su Su was not here to see him, but seeing that Zeduan was so polite, she waved her hand and made a cheerful gesture.

A cold gaze fell on her. Su Su raised her eyes and saw Cang Jiumin on the main position.

The competition began shortly after. As Cang Jiumin said, Zeduan is indeed the best new disciple in Penglai in hundreds of years.

He defeated many seniors and his fairy sword was full of glory.

The winner in the end is actually the choice of the end.

The excited Penglai disciple beside him said, "Wouldn't Senior Brother Zeduan fight with Master Jiumin?"

The winner can challenge the previous sword master. Cang Jiumin has been the sword master for a hundred years. This is the scene that Penglai disciples are most looking forward to.

The uncle, who is not silly and has a weird personality, must be very interesting when facing the superior.

Previously, the Immortal Lord Rong Kui even said that if anyone beats his disciple Cang Jiumin, even if he no longer accepts disciples, he will teach Qinghong Sword Art to all his heart. Everyone knows that Rong Kui is to train his best disciple. Even so, for a hundred years, everyone still wants to win Cang Jiumin.

How tempting is the Qinghong Sword Art? Even if you don’t have to learn the highest sword technique in these six realms.

Su Su thought about something, Cang Jiumin and Zeduan were already fighting together on the stage.

When Cang Jiumin performed his rituals, he did not respond much. The people below were used to his "no-eye" and no one complained about it.

But when Zheduan sword moves for dozens of moves, Cang Jiumin's sword only defends and does not feed him.

"Uncle Jiumin is still the same rule. Let Zeduan first...huh?"

Often, every time he was assessed, he would give his disciples fifty moves, but today he gave him eighty moves.

Cang Jiumin's sword is like his own, and he has always been a bit cold and tricky angle, and is simple and crude, so he hastily ended the battle.

Today, his sword moves were ethereal and gorgeous, and the sword body was faintly filled with the whisper of a fairy sword. The white spiritual energy was like flowing wings, almost amazed everyone.

"Uncle Jiumin..." The female disciple looked at the man on the stage and stuttered, her face turned red.

Why has she never discovered that the terrifying demon king Cang Jiumin, who is so beautiful?

Su Su was also shocked by the thunderous sword intent for a moment. She understood a little why Hengyang's sword skills were obviously not weak, but her father insisted on hoping that she would come to Penglai to learn the arts.

Not long after, Cang Jiumin's sword pointed at Zeduan's chest. Zeduan was a little unwilling and admitted losing frustrated.

Cang Jiumin put away his sword, but he didn't see Su Su and his disciples returning to his fairy palace.

Susu's eyes rolled and suddenly had an idea.

If you win Cang Jiumin, you will definitely be able to learn all the Qinghong Sword Art, right?

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Cang Jiumin didn't go far, the sound of wind was slightly moving in his ears, and the fallen leaves were blown up several steps under his feet.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and did not look back.

A figure stabbed from the air with a sword.

His fairy sword was not out of his body, and the sword sheath faced the sword from the person.

The girl in a blazing dress was repelled several steps, and her toe hit the apricot forest, holding the sword and slashing at him again.

At that time, she had learned a lot of magic, but she had never learned swords. The sword techniques she had learned were completely different, and she had only a sense of courage to hit the ground.

"Li Susu." Cang Jiumin's mouth twitched, "What are you messing around?"
To be continued...