Chapter 440
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Wu Yi Yun
4 forty chapters
humiliation!
Yuan Qijing humiliated Chu Jing again with his words!
Chu Jing's expression remained unchanged.
Even from the micro-expression, there is no trace of abnormal movement!
"Hey, do you want to kill me? You forgot, I'm a fairy, how can I not sense your thoughts?"
Yuan Qijing sneered even more, raised his finger, and his fingertips once again felt immortal: "You made a big mistake today, and I will punish you as it should be. You refuse to accept me and want to seek revenge from me in the future, which means you are Jackal, if you don't obey the rules and don't respect your teacher, you deserve death!"
"Elder Yuan don't want it!"
Su Xiaohe let out a shrill cry, rushed to Chu Jing, and stretched out her hand to stop him.
Yuan Qijing's eyes became colder: "Little girl, do you want to be punished together?"
Even though Su Xiaohe was afraid, she bit her lip firmly and did not move away.
This action made Chu Jing behind him very heart-warming, but also extremely furious.
"Yuan Qijing, one day, I will make you regret what you did today!"
At this time, Guo Xingchen couldn't stand it any longer, and waved his hands and said, "Third Junior Brother, although Chu Jing is your apprentice, he is also a joint disciple of our Sword Sect. We agreed in advance not to kill you, so calm down."
"Humph!"
Yuan Qijing snorted coldly, the immortal energy in his hand disappeared, and looked at Chu Jing coldly.
"Chu Jing, no matter what you say, although what you did today, although not breaking the rules, is too selfish and very bad for the sect's inheritance."
When Guo Xingchen said this, he said softly: "You can take two swords with you, and please return the rest of the swords."
Chu Jing has not yet spoken.
Yuan Qijing shouted coldly: "No way!"
Everyone looked at him, a little puzzled.
Yuan Qijing said coldly: "Those swords have been taken away by him, and they have lost their blood. Even if they are in the hands of future generations, they will become mediocre."
"The sword must be sharp. The behavior of the wicked has ruined the fierce aura of those dharma swords. They deserve death!"
Although these words are rude, they have some truth.
Guo Xingchen and the others exchanged glances, all of them felt headaches.
Because of being shocked by Chu Jing and subdued.
These swords will definitely plant seeds in their hearts.
Their sword hearts are indeed not so wild anymore.
For example, it's like a wild dog.
When not tamed, it is ferocious.
But once tamed, it becomes gentle and loses its aggressiveness.
These magical swords may be able to exert 100% power in Chu Jing's hands.
But in the hands of those disciples in the future.
The power will definitely drop sharply.
"Sinister, you don't have to return the one hundred magic swords. You hold them yourself, but you have to fill up the number of magic swords in the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb by yourself."
After Yuan Qijing spoke, an elder showed surprise: "Senior brother, what do you mean?"
"What do you mean? As the name suggests, this scoundrel destroyed the sword, so find a hundred magic swords for my sword sect!"
"One hundred magic swords that have not been 'polluted'!"
As soon as this remark came out, the elders looked at each other in blank dismay.
Does this work too?
Tell Chu Jing to find another hundred magic swords?
Isn't this... Zhe Sharen?
After all, the magic sword is not a cat or a dog.
Only land god-level craftsmen can refine it stably.
Every dharma sword requires various heaven and earth wonders to forge.
It is already a miracle that they can be born!
There are so many magic swords in Wanjianzhong.
This is accumulated over ten thousand years of creation by Wan Jianzhong.
As a result, Yuan Qijing asked Chu Jing to take out a hundred magic swords alone?
Isn't this going to kill Chu Jing?
Surprisingly.
Chu Jing solemnly clasped his fists and said: "What the master taught is that in the future, this disciple will definitely bring back a hundred 'pure' magic swords to fill in the gaps in the Wanjian Tomb."
Yuan Qijing raised his eyebrows and showed a rare smile, sneering: "Sinister, do you think I'm oppressing you and fighting against me?"
To be honest, his request for one hundred magic swords was just to intimidate Chu Jing.
Rao Yuan Qijing himself, can't do it, right?
After all, although his realm is strong, he is not a blacksmith.
In the entire Jianzong, there is only one blacksmith who can forge magic swords.
That is Great Elder Guo Xingchen!
Even for the Great Elder, it would take him ten years to forge a magic sword.
And the success rate is only two to three percent.
to sum it up.
Bringing back a hundred magic swords is indeed too cheating and an impossible goal.
What Yuan Qijing didn't expect was that Chu Jing agreed to accept this punishment?
"I don't dare to fight with the master. It's just the loss of the Wanjian Tomb. I am very sad and want to make up for all of this..."
Chu Jing spoke seriously.
Yuan Qijing sneered even more: "Hehehehe!"
Guo Xingchen said with a heavy tone: "Chu Jing, are you messing around?"
"Great Elder, I'm not fooling around, I'm telling the truth."
Chu Jing's eyes were clear, without any trace of panic.
"Hey! Then it's settled like this, villain, I will give you 100 years. As long as you can bring back a hundred pure magic swords in 100 years and put them in the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb, I will save you from doing so." This crime! But after 100 years, you didn’t bring back the hundred magic swords, you can’t be a man, you don’t keep your promises, a guy like you doesn’t deserve to live forever in my sword sect!”
Speaking of this, Yuan Qijing's murderous intent was awe-inspiring: "At that time, I will personally abolish your cultivation and drive you out of Jianzong!"
"Third Junior Brother!"
Guo Xingchen's beard flicked, and a sword light flickered on the white robe.
Because Yuan Qijing was targeting Chu Jing.
One wants to destroy this evildoer.
The elder was angry.
Of course, right now.
Chu Jing said calmly: "Master, let's make an appointment like this."
"?"
The Great Elder was taken aback for a moment, thinking he had heard it wrong.
The surrounding elders and disciples were also dumbfounded, what happened?
Even Mu Taoist opened his eyes again, his eyes were full of shock, and he took a look at Chu Jing.
Is this kid crazy?
Or, does he want to commit suicide?
"Chu Jing, if you get angry again, I will beat you up for your master!"
At this time, Guo Xingchen came to his senses, staring at Chu Jing with his eyes wide open and his beard blowing.
Chu Jing was grateful.
It is different from Yuan Qijing's narrow-mindedness.
Guo Xingchen is a truly magnanimous person, and getting angry with himself is also for his own good.
"Grand Elder, I will always remember your kindness, and the promise I made just now is also serious."
Saying so, Chu Jing stared at Yuan Qijing, seemingly calm, but actually with killing intent: "Master, within a hundred years, I will bring a pure magic sword back to the Wanjian Tomb, as a way to make up for my mistakes." Honor 'yours."
"Hehehehe!"
Yuan Qijing smiled and said: "Sinister, if you can't do it, I will..."
"Master, I know."
Chu Jing interrupted.
"Humph!"
Yuan Qijing's expression became serious again: "But do you think that if the bet is established, I will give you 100 years?"
Chu Jing's heart shuddered, realizing that the situation was not good.
Yuan Qijing said coldly: "With your strength, it is enough to go to the Elemental Forest to assist in guarding it."
"After this time, you go to the Elemental Forest and stay there for 100 years to atone for your sins!"
humiliation!
Yuan Qijing humiliated Chu Jing again with his words!
Chu Jing's expression remained unchanged.
Even from the micro-expression, there is no trace of abnormal movement!
"Hey, do you want to kill me? You forgot, I'm a fairy, how can I not sense your thoughts?"
Yuan Qijing sneered even more, raised his finger, and his fingertips once again felt immortal: "You made a big mistake today, and I will punish you as it should be. You refuse to accept me and want to seek revenge from me in the future, which means you are Jackal, if you don't obey the rules and don't respect your teacher, you deserve death!"
"Elder Yuan don't want it!"
Su Xiaohe let out a shrill cry, rushed to Chu Jing, and stretched out her hand to stop him.
Yuan Qijing's eyes became colder: "Little girl, do you want to be punished together?"
Even though Su Xiaohe was afraid, she bit her lip firmly and did not move away.
This action made Chu Jing behind him very heart-warming, but also extremely furious.
"Yuan Qijing, one day, I will make you regret what you did today!"
At this time, Guo Xingchen couldn't stand it any longer, and waved his hands and said, "Third Junior Brother, although Chu Jing is your apprentice, he is also a joint disciple of our Sword Sect. We agreed in advance not to kill you, so calm down."
"Humph!"
Yuan Qijing snorted coldly, the immortal energy in his hand disappeared, and looked at Chu Jing coldly.
"Chu Jing, no matter what you say, although what you did today, although not breaking the rules, is too selfish and very bad for the sect's inheritance."
When Guo Xingchen said this, he said softly: "You can take two swords with you, and please return the rest of the swords."
Chu Jing has not yet spoken.
Yuan Qijing shouted coldly: "No way!"
Everyone looked at him, a little puzzled.
Yuan Qijing said coldly: "Those swords have been taken away by him, and they have lost their blood. Even if they are in the hands of future generations, they will become mediocre."
"The sword must be sharp. The behavior of the wicked has ruined the fierce aura of those dharma swords. They deserve death!"
Although these words are rude, they have some truth.
Guo Xingchen and the others exchanged glances, all of them felt headaches.
Because of being shocked by Chu Jing and subdued.
These swords will definitely plant seeds in their hearts.
Their sword hearts are indeed not so wild anymore.
For example, it's like a wild dog.
When not tamed, it is ferocious.
But once tamed, it becomes gentle and loses its aggressiveness.
These magical swords may be able to exert 100% power in Chu Jing's hands.
But in the hands of those disciples in the future.
The power will definitely drop sharply.
"Sinister, you don't have to return the one hundred magic swords. You hold them yourself, but you have to fill up the number of magic swords in the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb by yourself."
After Yuan Qijing spoke, an elder showed surprise: "Senior brother, what do you mean?"
"What do you mean? As the name suggests, this scoundrel destroyed the sword, so find a hundred magic swords for my sword sect!"
"One hundred magic swords that have not been 'polluted'!"
As soon as this remark came out, the elders looked at each other in blank dismay.
Does this work too?
Tell Chu Jing to find another hundred magic swords?
Isn't this... Zhe Sharen?
After all, the magic sword is not a cat or a dog.
Only land god-level craftsmen can refine it stably.
Every dharma sword requires various heaven and earth wonders to forge.
It is already a miracle that they can be born!
There are so many magic swords in Wanjianzhong.
This is accumulated over ten thousand years of creation by Wan Jianzhong.
As a result, Yuan Qijing asked Chu Jing to take out a hundred magic swords alone?
Isn't this going to kill Chu Jing?
Surprisingly.
Chu Jing solemnly clasped his fists and said: "What the master taught is that in the future, this disciple will definitely bring back a hundred 'pure' magic swords to fill in the gaps in the Wanjian Tomb."
Yuan Qijing raised his eyebrows and showed a rare smile, sneering: "Sinister, do you think I'm oppressing you and fighting against me?"
To be honest, his request for one hundred magic swords was just to intimidate Chu Jing.
Rao Yuan Qijing himself, can't do it, right?
After all, although his realm is strong, he is not a blacksmith.
In the entire Jianzong, there is only one blacksmith who can forge magic swords.
That is Great Elder Guo Xingchen!
Even for the Great Elder, it would take him ten years to forge a magic sword.
And the success rate is only two to three percent.
to sum it up.
Bringing back a hundred magic swords is indeed too cheating and an impossible goal.
What Yuan Qijing didn't expect was that Chu Jing agreed to accept this punishment?
"I don't dare to fight with the master. It's just the loss of the Wanjian Tomb. I am very sad and want to make up for all of this..."
Chu Jing spoke seriously.
Yuan Qijing sneered even more: "Hehehehe!"
Guo Xingchen said with a heavy tone: "Chu Jing, are you messing around?"
"Great Elder, I'm not fooling around, I'm telling the truth."
Chu Jing's eyes were clear, without any trace of panic.
"Hey! Then it's settled like this, villain, I will give you 100 years. As long as you can bring back a hundred pure magic swords in 100 years and put them in the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb, I will save you from doing so." This crime! But after 100 years, you didn’t bring back the hundred magic swords, you can’t be a man, you don’t keep your promises, a guy like you doesn’t deserve to live forever in my sword sect!”
Speaking of this, Yuan Qijing's murderous intent was awe-inspiring: "At that time, I will personally abolish your cultivation and drive you out of Jianzong!"
"Third Junior Brother!"
Guo Xingchen's beard flicked, and a sword light flickered on the white robe.
Because Yuan Qijing was targeting Chu Jing.
One wants to destroy this evildoer.
The elder was angry.
Of course, right now.
Chu Jing said calmly: "Master, let's make an appointment like this."
"?"
The Great Elder was taken aback for a moment, thinking he had heard it wrong.
The surrounding elders and disciples were also dumbfounded, what happened?
Even Mu Taoist opened his eyes again, his eyes were full of shock, and he took a look at Chu Jing.
Is this kid crazy?
Or, does he want to commit suicide?
"Chu Jing, if you get angry again, I will beat you up for your master!"
At this time, Guo Xingchen came to his senses, staring at Chu Jing with his eyes wide open and his beard blowing.
Chu Jing was grateful.
It is different from Yuan Qijing's narrow-mindedness.
Guo Xingchen is a truly magnanimous person, and getting angry with himself is also for his own good.
"Grand Elder, I will always remember your kindness, and the promise I made just now is also serious."
Saying so, Chu Jing stared at Yuan Qijing, seemingly calm, but actually with killing intent: "Master, within a hundred years, I will bring a pure magic sword back to the Wanjian Tomb, as a way to make up for my mistakes." Honor 'yours."
"Hehehehe!"
Yuan Qijing smiled and said: "Sinister, if you can't do it, I will..."
"Master, I know."
Chu Jing interrupted.
"Humph!"
Yuan Qijing's expression became serious again: "But do you think that if the bet is established, I will give you 100 years?"
Chu Jing's heart shuddered, realizing that the situation was not good.
Yuan Qijing said coldly: "With your strength, it is enough to go to the Elemental Forest to assist in guarding it."
"After this time, you go to the Elemental Forest and stay there for 100 years to atone for your sins!"
