Chapter 2365: The Cold Swordsman and His Innate Sword Spirit 08
Lingxu Zhenren, who looked like an immortal, walked out with a smile, and his aura became more harmonious and profound.
"Welcome Master to come out of seclusion!"
As the eldest senior disciple, Yun Che immediately led all the disciples in bowing and saluting.
"Xie Qingmo, you go ahead." Jin Chen's lazy voice sounded in Xie Qingmo's mind, "Why are you standing so far back? You are the second disciple."
Xie Qingmo looked at his master, nodded lightly, and took a step forward.
At this moment, the sword energy passed by subtly.
Liu Qingcheng was lowering his head and preparing to follow the crowd forward when the flat stone slab under his feet suddenly slipped!
"Pfft!"
Caught off guard, he fell heavily to the ground, letting out a short cry of pain.
"Master!" Liu Qingcheng looked up and shouted in embarrassment, trying to get up in a panic.
Just as he had half stood up, the tricky sword energy once again accurately hit the numb tendon in his ankle!
"Ouch!" Liu Qingcheng lost his balance again and fell heavily to the ground. This time even his hair crown was crooked, his face was covered with dust, and he looked extremely miserable.
"Master..."
Pfft!
Liu Qingcheng got up, "Master..."
Pfft!
Everyone: "..."
"Junior Brother Qingcheng?" Shi Yan didn't understand and wanted to help him. Xing Yan and Lan Yi also looked surprised.
Xie Qingmo walked calmly, passing Liu Qingcheng who was still lying on the ground, and walked to the front. He stood shoulder to shoulder with his senior brother Yun Che and bowed to Master Lingxu again: "Respectfully welcome Master out of retreat."
Liu Qingcheng was angry and anxious, but he couldn't find who had done it. He could only endure the pain and crawl up covered in dust, feeling extremely resentful.
"Xie Qingmo, whether you are happy or not, I will help you vent your anger." Jinchen's voice was a little proud.
Xie Qingmo's fingertips gently brushed across the cold tassel of the Chen Sword, and the faint curve at the corner of his lips deepened.
Master Lingxu saw the miserable appearance of Brother Liu Qingcheng, especially the blood at the corner of his mouth and his face covered with dust.
His mind was suddenly clear, and he frowned subconsciously. Distress immediately appeared in his eyes, and he quickly stepped forward to personally help Liu Qingcheng up.
"Qingcheng! What happened? Why did you fall so hard? Let me take a look!"
Seeing that his backer had arrived, Liu Qingcheng threw himself into Lingxu Zhenren's arms and tightly grasped his master's sleeve. Tears fell like beads from a broken string, and he cried like a pear blossom in the rain, his heart broken.
“Master… Woo, I am useless… I almost hurt my brothers and sisters, and fell like this…” He sobbed and spoke incoherently.
Master Lingxu was so upset by his crying that he patted his back to comfort him. He glanced at the other disciples with a sharp gaze and said in a reproachful tone, "What happened? How did Qingcheng get hurt like this? And what are these broken jades on the ground?"
The middle-aged man with a sage-like appearance was holding a handsome boy who was crying and leaning against him tightly. This scene...
"Alas."
【Alas!】
Jinchen and Linggungun both rolled their eyes.
Jinchen: "Xie Qingmo, your master is going to lose his reputation in his later years."
Xie Qingmo: “…”
He was also shocked by the overly intimate scene in front of him and his eyes twitched slightly. He also felt unable to watch it and could only force himself to look away.
Jin Chen was obviously very upset by this scene, "Scold him!"
Xie Qingmo didn't have time to stop it, or rather, he acquiesced to the evil thoughts deep in his heart.
hum!
The Chen sword hanging on Xie Qingmo's waist suddenly made a clear buzzing sound and then flew out.
"Tsk! Tsk!"
Chen Jian flew behind Liu Qingcheng, and saw large, sinister words suddenly appear on the bluestone slab: Pretending to be young.
Then, another line of small words appeared: Shameless.
And on the bluestone slab behind Lingxu Zhenren, three large characters were also accurately carved by the sword energy: Shame on you old man!
The whole place was dead silent.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the two lines of words carved by sword energy.
Liu Qingcheng's crying stopped abruptly, as if his neck was strangled. He stared at the two glaring lines of words on the stone slab behind him with wide eyes. The blood drained from his face in an instant, and he was filled with shame and anger.
Master Lingxu's soothing movements also froze. He turned his head to look at his back in disbelief, his old face turning pale and blue.
Liu Qingcheng cried even harder and more aggrieved than before, pointing at the Chen Sword and sobbing, "Master, this is Second Senior Brother's sword, it..."
Before he finished speaking, Master Lingxu reacted and pulled away abruptly, unable to believe that he was so intimate with his disciple.
It's totally unbecoming of master and disciple.
What was even more strange was that he couldn't remember why he had lost his composure like that. Looking back on it now, he felt an inexplicable surge of emotion.
So Liu Qingcheng fell to the ground again with his nose hitting the ground.
Liu Qingcheng: "..."
[The villain's darkening value is detected -5, totaling 54! 】
The first person to break the eerie silence was Senior Brother Yun Che.
He was delighted, staring at the Chen sword on Xie Qingmo's waist with burning eyes, "Qingmo, your sword has become spiritual!"
Liu Qingcheng, who was crying so hard, forgot to sob and looked at the ancient sword.
It is extremely rare for a sword to have intelligence!
It means that the sword has been reborn and has unlimited potential.
Master Lingxu was also shocked, and instantly threw away the embarrassment and anger just now. His eyes burst into a light of surprise, and his tone was full of undisguised relief.
"The sword has spiritual wisdom! Good, good! Qing Mo, have you improved your own cultivation?"
Xie Qingmo met his master's gaze with a calm expression, "Reporting to the master, this disciple has reached the middle stage of the golden elixir, and is only half a step away from being promoted to the late stage."
Master Lingxu was even more delighted and said "good" three times.
His second disciple was extremely talented, but his temperament was too aloof and cold.
Now, not only has his natal sword gained intelligence, but his own cultivation has also made great progress.
He seemed to see again the young swordsman who had shown his talent and was highly regarded by the entire sect.
"Great!" Lingxu stroked his beard and laughed, then curiously asked, "You have been living in seclusion in the mountains for a while, and you have made such progress? Did you get some opportunity or realize some key point?"
Xie Qingmo opened his thin lips slightly and was about to speak when Jinchen's voice, which was a bit lazy and cunning, sounded in his sea of consciousness.
"Xie Qingmo, learn from me. Lower your head, be silent, sigh, and then say..."
Xie Qingmo paused imperceptibly, then lowered his eyes as he was told. He was silent for a moment before he let out a very light sigh.
He raised his head, his eyes swept across his fellow disciples with different expressions, and finally fell on the face of Master Lingxu. His voice was low, with the fatigue of seeing through the world.
"It's not really an opportunity, it's just that... I've seen through some people's hearts and understood some truths."
He did not deny the claim that the sword had spiritual intelligence.
Sooner or later, the sect will know about Jinchen's existence. Instead of hiding it, it is better to take this opportunity to let them adapt slowly.
Anyone can hear the desolation and hidden disappointment in these words.
Yun Che and the others were shocked and a little panicked, as if they could foresee that they would drift further and further away from Xie Qingmo in the future.
Master Lingxu looked at his second disciple who was becoming increasingly cold and aloof, and thought of the reason why he had retreated to the back mountain. He also thought of how he had neglected him in recent times because he favored Liu Qingcheng, and a belated sense of guilt welled up in his heart.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, he only sighed, "Qing Mo... is my master..."
"Master!" Seeing that his master's attention was completely attracted by Xie Qingmo and even revealed guilt, Liu Qingcheng's heart was alarmed and he immediately squeezed out tears. He pitifully tried to pull Ling Xu Zhenren's sleeve, trying to win back his pity.
Just at this moment, a sound transmission note came through the air and hovered in front of Lingxu Zhenren. It was an urgent summons from the sect leader.
