Chapter 26 The Old Man with the Divine Sword

Zhenwu Mountain was originally named Shenjian Mountain.

The old man Shenjian is the master of Shenjian Mountain.

Decades ago.

When Longshan Taoist traveled here, he met the old man Shenjian. The old man Shenjian had a hot temper. The two had a dispute for some unknown reason. Then the old man Shenjian made a bet in person. If he lost, he would give Shenjian Mountain to him.

Unexpectedly, he was really one step behind and lost to Longshan Taoist.

Longshan Taoist had no choice but to refuse.

But the old man Shenjian kept his promise and took his servants away.

In the end, Longshan Taoist simply rebuilt the Zhenwu School on this Shenjian Mountain.

But the matter was not over.

The old man Shenjian was very dissatisfied. After seeing that Longshan Taoist established the Zhenwu School, he also created the Shenjian Sect in a competitive manner, and the two made a ten-year agreement. After every ten years, the old man Shenjian would go to Zhenwu Mountain to fight with Longshan Taoist.

If he won, he could take back Zhenwu Mountain.

The relationship between the two families was established from then on.

But it was obvious.

Taoist Longshan was more talented. The old man Shenjian was only one step behind decades ago, but now, Taoist Longshan has already achieved Yuandan perfection and has half a foot in the realm of heaven and man, while the old man Shenjian has only just stepped into Yuandan not long ago.

The previous ten-year appointments.

The old man Shenjian left in disappointment.

But he always came as promised.

Ning Qi thought about these things and couldn't help but smile.

In his opinion, his master and the old man Shenjian might have been close friends in the past, but the old man Shenjian had a bad temper and couldn't let go of his face.

But now the old man Shenjian went up the mountain again to fulfill the appointment. As one of the true disciples of the Zhenwu School, he naturally had to show up.

Ning Qi walked steadily and briskly, with his hands behind his back like a little adult.

Behind him was a white ape. The white ape was wearing a Taoist robe, but the hair it showed was like snow, and its eyes were lively, which made people feel magical at first glance. In contrast, Ning Qi looked even more extraordinary.

At this moment, the disciples of Zhenwu Sect gathered, and the true disciples also arrived one by one.

"Is that Uncle Nine?"

"I didn't expect Uncle Nine to be so young. I'm afraid he is only seven or eight years old. I wonder if he has stepped into the martial arts?"

Some new third-generation disciples were curious and discussed.

They were surprised to see that the naughty white ape was following Ning Qi so obediently.

Some second-generation disciples greeted him with a smile.

They called him Brother Nine.

Ning Qi smiled and nodded.

The Zhenwu Sect was united, and there were rarely any dirty things.

Thanks to the body-tempering powder improved by Ning Qi, the foundation of the Zhenwu Sect has begun to show, and the cultivation of the disciples in the body-tempering realm is higher than that of their peers.

"Hello, Master and all the senior brothers and sisters."

Ning Qi walked to the front and bowed respectfully.

The white ape did the same.

The Taoist of Longshan stroked his beard and smiled.

When Luo Wentian and others saw Ning Qi, they all smiled. In the past year, except for some special days, they rarely saw Ning Qi and missed him very much.

"Xiaojiu, you have grown taller again!"

Fifth Senior Brother Jiang Baishan said.

"Yes, the little brat back then is getting bigger and bigger now."

Everyone sighed, time flies so fast.

It always feels like Ning Qi was just carried to Zhenwu Mountain yesterday, but I didn't expect that five years have passed in a blink of an eye, and Ning Qi has grown so big.

After a while.

The eighth disciple Qin Yun came.

He first apologized to Taoist of Longshan, and then smiled and greeted all the senior brothers.

In the past two years, Qin Yun has been practicing martial arts more and more hard, almost becoming a martial arts fanatic.

He looked at Ning Qi and smiled:

"Xiaojiu, you are here."

He was a little surprised and doubtful, and he couldn't tell whether Ning Qi was real or fake.

Ning Qi nodded and smiled:

"I thought I was hardworking enough, but I didn't expect that Brother Eighth would be later than me."

Qin Yun said helplessly:

"There is no way, I can only work hard to make up for my lack of talent."

Longshan Taoist frowned slightly when he heard this.

These days, most of his energy has been focused on breaking through the heavenly man, and all the affairs of the sect have been handed over to the eldest disciple Luo Wentian, so other disciples don't have so much energy to worry about. He had heard Luo Wentian mention Qin Yun's crazy practice before.

Now it seems that it may be more excessive than he imagined.

Martial arts is about perseverance and relaxation.

He plans to find a time to talk to Qin Yun.

With Qin Yun's talent not inferior to his own, there is no need to be so anxious. If he follows the steps, his future achievements will only be better than his own.

As for Ning Qi, he is different.

Taoist Longshan knew that this young disciple could not be judged by common sense.

While he was thinking.

There was already movement at the foot of the mountain.

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Everyone looked at it.

One after another, figures in strong clothes carrying long swords rushed over, like flying swords, with extremely fast speed, treating the mountains and fields as flat land, and even carrying a kind of sharp aura.

"The Divine Sword Step created by the old man Shenjian? It is indeed extraordinary."

Ning Qi nodded secretly.

He habitually observed the exquisiteness of it, and some inspiration flowed into his heart, which was all the food and foundation for growth.

Taoist Longshan laughed and took the initiative to greet him:

"Brother Shenjian is indeed a trustworthy person, never early or late."

A cold snort sounded:

"Longshan Niubi, stop talking nonsense here."

All the disciples of Zhenwu Sect were unhappy, but Taoist Longshan was not unhappy at all, still smiling, he knew that the old man of Divine Sword had such a character.

Ning Qi looked over.

A strong and vigorous old man appeared in front of everyone, his eyes were sharp, and he carried a long sword on his back. The sword was wider and longer than ordinary swords, very domineering.

It was the old man of Divine Sword.

Behind the old man of Divine Sword were the disciples of Divine Sword Sect.

These disciples of Divine Sword Sect were dressed in tight clothes, with imposing bearing and swordsmanship, but they looked at the disciples of Zhenwu Sect with unfriendly eyes, Ning Qi was very familiar with that look, usually if a child was robbed of a toy by an older child and couldn't beat him, he would basically have such an expression.

However, one person caught Ning Qi's attention.

It was a white and tender little fat boy, also carrying a sword, but looking around, with a runny nose, and didn't look very smart.

He met Ning Qi's gaze, his eyes lit up, he smirked, and was pulled by a senior brother from the Shenjian Sect next to him.

Ning Qi smiled back.

"Brother Shenjian, I haven't seen you for ten years, but you are still as charming as ever."

Taoist Longshan sighed.

The old man Shenjian's expression eased a little. He looked at Taoist Longshan, and was slightly shocked. He could no longer see through the other party's strengths and weaknesses.

The old man Shenjian couldn't help asking:

"Have you taken that step?"

Taoist Longshan shook his head:

"Still a little short."

The old man Shenjian was silent, and after a moment, he couldn't help but say sourly:

"You, a big nose, have lived well in Zhenwu Mountain these years."

Taoist Longshan smiled and said:

"Thanks to Brother Shenjian, Zhenwu Mountain is indeed a blessed place."

The old man Shenjian's face darkened, and he always felt that the guy opposite him was talking very irritatingly, but he couldn't refute it.

He could only snort coldly:

"Don't be so proud, Zhenwu Mountain is only temporarily kept by you."

The Taoist Longshan shook his head and laughed, he said sincerely:

"As long as Brother Shenjian asks, this Zhenwu Mountain will be returned to you, I will find another place."

"Stop, stop!"

The old man Shenjian shouted angrily.

"Don't give me that, I don't need others to point fingers at me in my life. Since I lost Zhenwu Mountain to you, I will not break my promise. Even if I want to take it back, I have to do it in an upright manner!"

"Longshan Niubi, do you think you are not my opponent and want to give it up first?"

"I tell you, it's impossible!"

"You haven't forgotten the ten-year agreement?"

The old man Shenjian's hair and beard were all standing up, and he was very powerful, and the disciples of Shenjian Sect behind him held their heads high.