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Chapter 3 The secret battle in the mourning hall

Sword skills are different from swordsmanship, the difference is between one word and the difference is between clouds and mud.

Sword technique is just an ordinary martial art, but it is a killing skill. However, it points directly to the great way of cultivation and is a real method of cultivating immortals.

A clear sword heart is not a state of practice, but a sign that practicing sword skills to the extreme, and about to enter the sword technique to practice and condense the sword intent.

Sword intent, the true sword law, is above all various practice techniques and is known as breaking all kinds of methods with one sword.

The sword technique has reached the level of clear sword heart. Although it is still in the mundane realm, it is basically invincible under the foundation building.

The door of the Qingyun Sect Hall slowly closed, and the hall suddenly became much darker. The swaying candlelight of the mourning hall shone on Hu Yan's gloomy face, looking a little pale.

"Mr. nephew..." Zhao Yang shook his head slightly, ignored Wu Yan, but slowly put the sword back into the sheath, then turned around and put the sword on the long table beside him, then picked up the Gaoxiang placed on the long table, walked step by step to the candle of the mourning hall, and put the Gaoxiang in front of the candlelight to light it.

During the whole process, Zhao Yang turned his back to Hu Yan. When he approached Huo Candle, he even hid Wu Yan under his figure.

Holding the lit high incense in hand, Zhao Yang bowed to the ground.

After bowing three times, he breathed a sigh of relief, saying nonsense was no longer a problem.

Seeing Zhao Yang turn around, Wu Yan hurriedly said, "Mr. Nephew..."

"Uncle Master, please give me incense sticks to my master and all my uncles and brothers." After interrupting Hu Yan's words again, Zhao Yang walked straight to one side and stood there.

Hu Yan nodded awkwardly, walked to the long desk, swept his eyes on the long sword, reached out to pick up three high incense sticks, lit them with the candlelight, bowed to the spiritual position.

Zhao Yang, who was standing on one side, raised his lips gently. If he set out his sword at this time, he would be 100% sure that he would have a sword to seal his throat.

Of course, there is no need for this anymore.

"The senior brothers unfortunately died, and the sect on Qingkong Mountain is eyeing Qingyun Sect. Although the junior brother has a low cultivation level, how can he endure the hundreds of years of inheritance of my Qingyun Sect?"

"Even if you are covered in the heart, you will be crushed to pieces, and you will be punished by your lifelong infamy. Junior brother, I will do whatever you want!"

After three bows, Hu Yan did not insert the incense into the incense burner, but held the incense in his hand and was passionate towards the row of spiritual positions in the upper row, with his voice rising and falling, like crying and complaining.

Is this a way to borrow a stairs for his previous urging? Zhao Yang sneered in his heart. He was indeed a person who was used to being the head of the family. He had already refined his perfect face, which could bend and stretch without any sense of incongruity.

No wonder the practice sects hate these family cultivators. They are far away from the hustle and bustle of the world. They are really scheming than their means and scheming.

For example, what nonsense just now sounded touching, but in fact, after forcing Zhao Yang to hand over the position of sect leader, it was appropriate to say it in front of the entire sect.

"Senior brothers, it's not that I'm not bullied for power, but I'm also looking forward to Qingyun Sect! Zuo Lun, the leader of Cangyan Sect, is at the seventh level of Qi refining, Han Yu of Jinyang Sect is said to be about to break through to the seventh level, and Mu Cangying of Xiangying Sword Sect is also at the peak of the sixth level... " "These people are not afraid!" Zhao Yang shouted coldly and interrupted Wu Yan's words.

Hu Yan trembled slightly, he felt happy, and breathed a sigh of relief. As long as you talk, it would be easy.

Instead of turning around directly, he slowly inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burner and turned around and looked at Zhao Yang.

"Mr. Nephew, you are a genius of swordsmanship, and Uncle Master also knows that he is worrying about it in vain. But you have to know that there are people outside the world of cultivation. In the future, you must be cautious and tolerant. It is important to know that the Qingyun Sect's hundreds of years of foundation are on your shoulders. "The words are serious, the tone is full of affection, and the eyes are full of expectations.

This scene is like an elder who is loyal to the sect, who is teaching his younger generation earnestly.

If it weren't for the previous tense and the mourning hall was forcing the palace, Zhao Yang might have really believed it.

Zhao Yang turned his head, looked at the spiritual position in the upper head, and said silently.

There was no disdain or refutation. Although this result was not as good as expected, it was not beyond the expectations of the bullshit. After all, Zhao Yang was young and genius, and he was still arrogant.

"Uncle Master, do you know what pills did Master and the others refine?"

After a long silence, Zhao Yang suddenly spoke.

What kind of pill was refined? I really don’t know this. Everyone was dead and the stove was blown up. I just wanted to take over the position of the sect leader, so I didn’t care about what pill they refined?

Without waiting for the nonsense to speak, Zhao Yang whispered: "Gathering Qi Break Realm Pill." Gathering Qi Break Realm Pill is a good elixir that needs to be used to break through the cultivation level in the later stage of Qi refining. In the world of cultivation, not many people can break through the cultivation level naturally, and most people will still use elixirs, treasures, etc. to help break through.

Gathering Qi and Breaking Realm Pill? Hu Yan was slightly stunned and frowned and said, "Senior Brother has just arrived at the seventh level of Qi Refining, so why should he refine the Breaking Realm Pill?"

Zhao Yang shook his head. He didn't intend to let Hu Yan know the content of the letter.

This old thief is very cautious. If he knows the content of the letter, he is afraid that he will be as far away from Qingyun Sect as possible, it will be difficult for Zhao Yang to plot against him.

"Uncle Master, from now on, you will be the Supreme Elder of my Qingyun Sect. You know this, I know it."

Supreme Elder! His status is above the sect leader, and his power is equivalent to that of the sect leader!

This sentence silenced Wu Yan, which was completely beyond his expectations. Under his full guidance, Zhao Yang did not turn against him and took action in a bold manner, which was the best result. Even if he could settle the score later, he could only stay away.

This position of Supreme Elder came too suddenly!

Before Wu Yan could react, Zhao Yang handed over another golden token: "This is the token of the sect leader. Seeing this card is like seeing the sect leader, please ask the uncle to keep it for me."

Hu Yan subconsciously took the token and murmured: "This, this..."

"There is this thing. With this thing, my Qingyun Sect's inheritance will not be broken."

...

Seeing Hu Yan walking out of the hall in a daze and even tripping on the threshold, Zhao Yang loosened his whole body and leaned against the head of the mourning hall.

Since entering the hall with one sword, he has always suppressed the whole audience with his own momentum, and he is extremely powerful in both language and movement. It makes Hu Yan feel that he is a true master of swordsmanship and is extremely afraid of him.

The screening of everyone behind him, he used the system to destroy the long sword on the ground, and then quickly equipped the long sword in the bag, causing everyone to have an illusion, creating an illusion of "a clear sword heart", completely silenced Hu Yan.

At this time, all the initiative was held by Zhao Yang.

Then only the two of them were left in the hall. Zhao Yang put his sword in his hand, burned incense, and turned his back toward Hu Yan. In Hu Yan's opinion, it was Zhao Yang's temptation. The more he did this, the more he would respond carefully.

At this time, Hu Yan was very considering how to obtain Zhao Yang's understanding and believed in his strength.

It was precisely because of this belief that Zhao Yang had never doubted what he said later. Including the danger that the senior officials of Qingyun Sect were eager to refine the realm-breaking pill, including Zhao Yang entrusting him with the secret position of the Supreme Elder like a solitary person, and even handing him the token of the sect leader and a secret treasure related to the inheritance of Qingyun Sect to him.

Zhao Yang's words and actions made the world mess, but he was already deeply involved and never considered whether what Zhao Yang said was true or false, nor did he think about whether the secret treasure was true or false.

From beginning to end, Zhao Yang planned to hand over this secret treasure to Hu Yan, that's all.

Where is there any secret treasure? It's just a game login disguised as a secret treasure!

"Master, this sect leader is really hard to be..."

In the mourning hall, Zhao Yang whispered to himself.

No one responded, only a cool breeze blew on his sweaty back, causing him to tremble all over. He quickly got up and walked out of the hall quickly.
Chapter completed!
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