Chapter 12
“Rebellious disciple, you don’t even listen to your master’s words, right?”
The angry voice of the sect master Jiang Qitian rang out outside the Siguo Cave in the back mountain of Qingyang Sword Sect.
“Master, the sect rules are like a mountain. I dare not disobey them. Please don’t embarrass me.”
Xiao Yang said sternly in the Siguo Cave.
“You…”
Jiang Qitian was sullen.
He didn’t expect Xiao Yang to use the sect rules to pressure him.
“Son, don’t be angry. You should follow us up the mountain!”
The elder who passed on the skills said sternly.
“I am angry?”
Xiao Yang couldn’t help laughing when he heard it.
They still thought he was angry.
He didn’t have time to be angry with them.
Isn’t it nice to practice quietly here and improve your cultivation?
Want to trick me into fighting for them?
Forget it!
In this new life, he only lives for himself.
“Son, if you are willing to follow us up the mountain and fight for the sect, then this elder will withdraw the punishment on you, how about that?”
The law enforcement elder hesitated for a moment, but still gritted his teeth and compromised.
As the law enforcement elder of Qingyang Sword Sect, Lei Lie, who is in charge of the law enforcement hall, has always been strict in enforcing the law.
No matter who it is, as long as they violate the sect rules, he will punish them severely and never show mercy.
But now, under the pressure of the situation, he actually compromised.
This surprised Xiao Yang.
You know, this law enforcement elder Lei Lie has always been ruthless.
“Law enforcement elder, the sect rules, can you change them with just your words? What do you regard the sect rules as? Is the law enforcement hall your one-man show? You can punish if you want to, and not punish if you don’t want to? How can you be so childish?”
Xiao Yang said righteously.
“This…”
The law enforcement elder was embarrassed by Xiao Yang’s retort, and his face turned red.
“Son, you are wrong. This is a matter of urgency. You want to see the last two levels of the True Yang Sword Art, right? I have brought them with me. If you follow us up the mountain, I will pass them on to you. How about that?”
The elder who passed on the skills took out a book of sword tactics from his body.
Xiao Yang in the cave was furious when he heard this.
Qin Fei framed him to peek at the True Yang Sword Tactics.
What does it mean now? The elder who passed on the skills personally passed on the sword tactics to him?
And now that he has the Futian Sword Tactics, the True Yang Sword Tactics are no longer in his eyes.
“Not enough!”
Xiao Yang said indifferently.
“Then what do you want to do?”
Jiang Qitian said with strong anger.
He still has to rely on Xiao Yang to win a good ranking for the sect in the Jiazi Competition, and then obtain more training resources.
Before the Jiazi Competition, he will not touch Xiao Yang.
“Cancel the punishment, pass on the sword tactics to me, and let me enter the secret realm to practice for half a year!”
In the cave, Xiao Yang pondered for a long time before saying this.
“This…”
The three giants of Qingyang Sword Sect all showed embarrassment.
The first two conditions proposed by Xiao Yang are easy to say, but the last condition, entering the secret realm to practice for half a year, is difficult to deal with.
You know, Qingyang Secret Realm is the most important place for Qingyang Sword Sect.
The Qingyang Sword, the treasure of Qingyang Sword Sect, is hidden in Qingyang Secret Realm.
Since the founder of Qingyang Sword Sect, only the sect master of Qingyang Sword Sect is qualified to enter
Qingyang Secret Realm. Even the elders of transmission, law enforcement elders and the saints of the sect cannot set foot in Qingyang Secret Realm.
“Sect Master, why don’t you agree to it!”
The elder of transmission pondered.
“Anyway, he is the saint son and will take over the position of sect master in the future. It is not impossible for him to enter the secret realm.”
The elder of law enforcement also said.
“Okay, I agree.”
Jiang Qitian saw that the two elders agreed, so he had to nod.
In fact, if Jiang Qitian hadn’t nodded, Xiao Yang would not be able to enter the secret realm at all.
Because in Qingyang Sword Sect, only the sect master knows how to enter the secret realm.
Xiao Yang walked out of the cave of reflection.
The elder who passed on the sword formula directly handed the sword formula in his hand to Xiao Yang.
Xiao Yang had already practiced the Qingyang Sword Formula to the seventh level, and the eighth and ninth levels of the skills were originally required to wait until his cultivation level broke through to the Divine Martial Realm before he was qualified to practice.
Don’t miss it.
How could Qin Fei get it for free.
Xiao Yang took the sword formula.
“I was going to pass it on to you, why did you peek?”
Jiang Qitian glanced at the sword formula in Xiao Yang’s hand and murmured.
“Yes, it’s originally mine, why would I peek?”
Xiao Yang put away the sword formula and said calmly.
Such a simple truth, they really don’t understand?
Qin Fei’s frame-up of him was full of loopholes.
The reason for framing him was even more untenable.
But they would rather believe Qin Fei than him, Xiao Yang.
“Uh…”
Jiang Qitian and the two elders were stunned when they heard this.
Yes, Xiao Yang is the Saint of the Qingyang Sword Sect. Sooner or later, he will be able to practice the last two levels of Qingyang Sword Jue. Why did he peek in private?
They all felt that something was wrong.
But now was not the time to think about it.
“Let’s go!”
Jiang Qitian glanced at Xiao Yang, then flew up into the sky with a sword light, rushing towards the top of Qingyang Mountain.
The law enforcement elder and the elder who taught the skills also flew into the air with their swords, breaking through the air.
Xiao Yang waved his sleeves, and a flying sword immediately appeared in front of him.
He jumped up, stepped on the flying sword, and flew slowly towards the top of the mountain.
After the sword cultivator’s cultivation broke through to the Tianwu realm, he could communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, fly with a sword, and enter and exit Qingming.
…
At this time, at the top of Qingyang Mountain, in front of the Qingyang Hall, and on the square.
Countless disciples of the Qingyang Sword Sect were looking forward to it.
Everyone was extremely anxious.
The sect master and the others are back, why hasn’t the eldest brother arrived yet?
“Master Jiang, your disciple is so arrogant!”
Li Daozhen was a little displeased.
“I want to see who the so-called Qingyang Sword Sect Saint is.”
On the sword-fighting stage, Li Xingyao was also a little angry.
“Xiao Yang, why haven’t you come yet?”
In the pavilion outside the square, Qin Fei was thinking of a plan in his mind.
“Here he comes!”
At this moment, someone suddenly shouted.
“Big Brother is finally here…”
As a figure flew up from the bottom of the mountain slowly on a flying sword, the square suddenly exploded.
Countless disciples of Qingyang Sword Sect were in a turmoil.
Everyone was extremely excited.
“Xiao Yang, you are here after all…”
Qin Fei looked at the figure stepping on the sword, his eyes were vicious.
“Humph!”
Jiang Ting was unhappy, she was very angry that Xiao Yang rejected her invitation.
Xiao Yang’s parents and sister didn’t look very good either.
They felt that Xiao Yang was disobedient and ignorant, which made them very embarrassed.
“Junior sister, drink tea instead of wine and go cheer up the senior brother!”
Qin Fei, who was half lying on a chair in the pavilion, suddenly said.
“This is the best Lingwu tea…”
Qin Fei said.
Jiang Ting was delighted to hear that.
The best Lingwu tea is a spiritual tea that can make the sword cultivator’s mind clear.
This is very beneficial to sword cultivators.
Especially when fighting with others, keeping the mind clear and free of distractions will increase the chances of winning.
Jiang Ting quickly filled a cup of Lingwu tea, and then walked towards Xiao Yang who had just put away his flying sword.
Qin Fei looked at Jiang Ting’s back, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his eyes were cold.
