Chapter four hundred and fiftieth swordsmanship
I saw the long-bearded monk floating down from the jade slip.
His eyes swept over Qingrou and Wan'er, and finally stopped on Gu Qingshan.
Gu Qingshan's eyes met him.
The other party is a sword cultivator.
Both of them had a feeling of heart at the same time.
This is a spiritual consciousness in the dark. Although the real sword cultivators look at each other and will understand each other's identities.
The long-bearded monk nodded and determined his judgment.
A hint of curiosity arose in Gu Qingshan's heart.
"I wonder if you have the honor of your surname?" Gu Qingshan asked with his fists.
"A Thousand Mountains Night." The monk of long beards said.
This name is so familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere...
Gu Qingshan slowly recalled and suddenly remembered the origin of this name.
This is a famous figure in Guangyangmen’s history.
Even in this world, the name Qianshanye represents a kind of legend.
Both swords and swords are great, thousands of mountains are at night.
Thousands of years ago, the world demon had not appeared in this world.
At that time, the sun, moon, stars, and even the earth still existed.
Various geniuses and secret treasures in the world of cultivation emerge one after another.
In a competition in which all sects participated, Qianshanye, the Guangyang Gate, laughed at the audience with his sword and no one could beat him.
In that era, Guangyang Gate stood proudly at the top of all sects because of the existence of Qianshanye.
That was the most glorious time in Guangyangmen's history.
"You are the ninth generation leader of this sect, Qianshan Ye?" Gu Qingshan couldn't help asking.
Qianshanye glanced at him and said, "It's me."
"In Xia Qi Yan, this generation of Master Zhan Wei, I'll pay homage to Master Qian here. But Master Qian, why are you here?"
Gu Qingshan saluted and said in confusion.
Qianshanye shook his head gently unconsciously, as if he couldn't bear to look back on the past.
He finally sighed and said, "One thousand five hundred years ago, Wang Hongdao worshipped me as his teacher and practiced with me for three hundred years."
Wang Hongdao!
Gu Qingshan immediately became serious.
Yes, Qianshanye is Wang Hongdao’s master.
But Qianshanye's soul is hidden here, what exactly happened?
But Qianshanye continued, "In a competition, I accidentally killed a friend and I was seriously injured."
"At that time, I was deeply guilty of this and was in a mess. Wang Hongdao, as my most valued disciple, suddenly attacked me while taking care of me and recovering from his injuries."
"I was so unwilling to die that I rely on my secret technique to entrust this sword technique to the jade slip."
Gu Qingshan asked in confusion: "I don't know how powerful your disciple is. Why did Wang Hongdao attack you while you were recovering from your injuries?"
"Because I only passed on his sword skills, not his sword skills." Qianshan Ye said.
"I remembered it," Qingrou quietly pinched Gu Qingshan's hand and said softly: "Thousand Chiefs of the Sect were called "The Swords of Swords and Swords, the No. 1 cultivator in the world."
"As long as the sect monks in the world can learn one or two sword techniques from Thousand Masters, the whole world can get away."
"If anyone can learn the swordsmanship of Qianzhang Sect, that's even more amazing. He will definitely be another unparalleled cultivator in the world."
"After a competition with a cultivator of the same level, the Qianzhu disappeared into the world and never appeared again."
"The world of cultivation agrees that Qianzhu Sect accidentally killed his friend, and he feels ashamed, so he set out to the void turbulence to explore other worlds."
Gu Qingshan's thoughts flew around and took over the words: "Because there was no sword technique in Wang Hong, he was resentful and wanted to take the opportunity to kill you and take away your secret sword technique. Is that true?"
Qianshanye nodded, and his eyes showed deep regret.
"Actually, with his nature, sword techniques should not be taught to him." Qianshanye said.
"His nature? Why shouldn't he teach sword skills?" Gu Qingshan asked.
Now is a good opportunity to get to know Wang Hongdao.
This Supreme Elder from Guangyang Sect actually killed his master back then.
Finding this matter will help you understand Wang Hongdao's personality and style of conduct.
It is not harmful to know more about the enemy.
Qianshan said at night: "One of the sword is only heroic."
Gu Qingshan nodded.
Among the swordsmen she had met, Ning Yuechan once said similar things.
"The sword is martyred and moves forward."
Ning Yuechan is an expert in using swords. Her mind is pure and her intention is very real, and she makes progress very quickly.
Gu Qingshan actually likes dealing with swordsmen.
Because most people who use swords are sincere people, with clear black and white, and they arouse revenge.
Such people are simple and pure, and there is nothing to say about being friends.
Of course, monks who are not using swords are qualified to be called swordsmen.
It’s not that you can be considered a sword cultivator if you hold a sword.
Qianshanye sighed: "Wang Hongdao is too focused and afraid of death. He is not suitable for using a knife. I also think that he is my eldest disciple. He has been with me for hundreds of years and has been loyal to me. Only then did he stay by his side did I make a big mistake because of this."
Gu Qingshan sighed: "You are a talented person. I believe that with your eyes, you will not make mistakes easily."
"It is already very difficult for a person to disguise himself for one year or two years, but Wang Hongdao followed me, being diligent and loyal, being fair, treating others sincerely, without any airs of being a master of the sect, and never had any flaws in three hundred years." Qianshan Ye said.
Wan'er and Qingrou looked at each other, and their hearts couldn't help but feel a little cold.
A person has been disguised for three hundred years in order to achieve his own goals.
Over the past three hundred years, his words and deeds have never attracted doubts.
What kind of mind and character can do such a thing?
"Zheng Qian, why don't we take you out and tell the world?" Wan'er couldn't help but say.
"No meaning." Qianshanye shook his head and said.
"Yes, Wang Hongdao is still the strongest cultivator in the entire sect. Even if someone knows the truth, he will only be more afraid of him." Qing Judo said.
"Besides, this world is over, everyone is in danger, so there is no time to care about other people's affairs." Gu Qingshan also sighed.
He clasped his fists and said, "Zheng Qian, what do you want me to do?"
"I felt the sword intent on you, and you have not learned any Guangyangmen magic. What I said is correct?"
"Yes." Gu Qingshan admitted.
"Wang Hongdao does not know swordsmanship, is good at swordsmanship and corpse tricks, so he will not have an apprentice who specializes in swordsmanship like you."
"Yes, I'm not his apprentice."
"This is Wang Hongdao's territory, and even the heads of this generation cannot enter here."
"And you are so young, but you can enter here, it is clearly because something happened to the outside world that I don't know."
"That's true." Gu Qingshan admitted.
"So, I want to make a deal with you."
Qianshanye said, with a resolute expression on his face.
"Please say it."
"The jade slip I am in has a powerful sword technique written. When Wang Hongdao was practicing swords, he always wanted to learn it, but I felt that he was not suitable to learn swords. Even teaching him sword techniques was because he was loyal."
"So you never taught him sword skills."
"Yes, the sword technique was not fully taught to him."
"Then what?"
"When I was assassinated by him, I knew I would die. I launched a ban and destroyed all the secret swords and jade slips."
Qianshanye pointed at the jade slip in the mountain girl's hand and said, "I only left this jade slip for sword techniques as a trap."
"trap?"
"Yes, my soul is possessed by this jade slip. If anyone reaches out to touch this jade slip, I will definitely take over the body."
Chapter completed!