"The name 'Zhou Yan', is it also something you can call casually?"

Zhou Yan's eyes were like a sharp sword, and when he stared at Zhou Xian, he had an invisible majesty.

He didn't have the mind to be so generous that he didn't care, and now that he had the ability, the kind of wimp who was trampled on his head, he didn't want to live anymore.

Facing this fierce gaze, Zhou Xian didn't feel some inexplicable fear, and he couldn't help but flicker his eyes, avoiding Zhou Yan's sharp edge at this time.

He vaguely felt that Zhou Yan at this time seemed to be on the verge of an explosion, or was it because he was forcing his potential, but he still couldn't break through and exhausted, right?

Anyway, he didn't participate in the cultivation on campus this morning, and he had already angered the extremely majestic Elder Chuangong, and he didn't want to have a good life!

This kind of waste, such a genius as himself, why should he care about it?

He had the heart to retreat, but he found a high-sounding reason for himself, so after hearing this, his flickering eyes flashed with a sneer: "Yes, haha, you are my genius cousin, then let's see, what kind of talent do you have! If you are still like this after a month, I see how you have the face to occupy so many cultivation resources!"

Zhou Xian said, shrugged his shoulders, said that he was innocent, and then turned around and left, but the sarcastic and ridiculous words pierced Zhou Yan's heart deeply.

He stood there, didn't speak, but his right hand grabbed the hilt of the half-broken sword, and his body trembled slightly!

In his body, there was blood boiling and burning! Endless rudimentary sword qi seemed to wake up from his slumber at this moment, and was about to erupt into a rage that shook the heavens and the earth!

However, he restrained himself to death, he didn't make a move, and let that invisible sword qi roar in his body!

He knew that it was precisely because he was not angry that the head of the family was kind to him, so that he was a little favoritic, which made the other disciples of the family who could not share good resources extremely hateful to him, and it also made him extremely guilty and felt ashamed of his grandfather's cultivation.

Otherwise, at such a young age, how could he squeeze his potential so much and cultivate in the icy lake where cháo rises and falls?

He knew he had talent, that unique and amazing realization, but he always felt a shackle that he couldn't penetrate.

Now, the shackles that were like oppression in his heart have disappeared, and he has cultivated the Bishui Liantian Sword Technique handed down by his family, and he has also cultivated to the eighth form in one go, this matter is unprecedented, even his genius father Zhou Wuchen is not as good as him!

He created the history of the Zhou family!

The same is true, now, he knows that he has achieved talent, and he is extremely confident in his own qiē.

......

"Elder Chuangong, I kindly talked about him, but he thought very highly of himself, and he thought he was a genius, and he almost wanted to do it! But the disciple remembered that the family members did not quarrel, so he made a concession and came back. ”

Zhou Yan took a few steps and approached the school field, and heard Zhou Xian's words still floating in the air.

He raised his eyebrows, and a chill appeared in his eyes—such a villain was so disgusting!

He was still unhappy, so he heard the deep and deep voice of the Gong Elder come from: "Well, with your Xingzi, it is quite good to be able to do this step. This Zhou Yan, the jar is broken, and the head of the family is also blind, and he is still the second Zhou Wangchen?

He is like this, even the mud can't support the wall, and in the future, you don't have to worry about him, you can do penance yourself, and prove that the favoritism of the head of the family is a joke!"

As he spoke, Elder Chuangong suddenly glanced at Zhou Yan at this time.

That gaze, like a pair of copper bells, flashed with an indescribable cold light, as if there was a deep pool inside, and in the deep pool, there was an inviolable kendo god sleeping.

Almost instinctively, Zhou Yan's heart sank, and almost because of this gaze, he almost knelt on the spot and kowtowed to admit his mistake.

The rudimentary sword qi in his body suddenly seemed to be crazy, his long black hair, with a "bang" explosion, his hair flew wildly, and the invisible energy that erupted rushed away from the invisible gaze, and an invisible blood qi rippled away.

He suddenly seemed to be a changed person, although he still looked weak, in this vast world, still as small as an ant, but his qi and blood power in an instant, a tenacious will in that moment, still made him like a god of war.

"Huh?"

The bearded old man's face was full of deep wrinkles, and there was a sense of surprise on his face, and his eyes did not hide the sense of 'surprise'.

"Elder, the head of the family is not blind! Blind are you self-righteous old horsemen! In addition, I have been promoted to the first day of the sword school, and there is no need to go to the school to do penance, but I can cultivate independently, this is not a violation of the family rules, and there is no need to kneel down the law!"

Zhou Yan's eyes were sharp, and he was not afraid of this much-changing elder.

In the face of the silent gaze of the Gong Elder, he was very unhappy in his heart!

But after inheriting the experience and memory of the grandmaster's soul, he knew that a man knelt down to his parents, but in addition to this, he must not bend his waist for the 'five buckets of rice'!

This is now a great insult to him! He has his pride and dignity!

"Yes, with your momentum, you are indeed qualified not to enter the school! But you overdeveloped your potential, although you have gained the ability at this time, but you have also ruined yourself! You, really not Zhou Wangchen...... Alas, you are so self-sufficient!"

Elder Chuangong looked at Zhou Yan deeply a few times, and then gave a very 'regretful' evaluation.

Although he is not welcomed, after all, he is a member of the family, and he is an elder of the family, and he only regrets that his good 'enlightenment' talent has been completely 'wasted'.

Feeling the sense of sadness that Elder Chuangong had at that moment, Zhou Yan's heart throbbed slightly.

Of course, no matter how strict he is, it is not wrong for him to stand up for power, the family is worried about internal and external troubles, if every disciple follows his example to squeeze his own potential and destroy the foundation of cultivation, this is a dead end for the Zhou family.

He suddenly understood this, and the slightest unhappiness at that moment also dissipated.

Looking at the back of Elder Chuangong turning to leave, the meaning of the old man and Xiao Suo was a little obvious, and he suddenly understood that what he was carrying was not a person's hope.

He also suddenly understood that those words to Zhou Xian were actually just stimulating him and stimulating him to work hard...... However, his appearance seems to have made the Elder Chuangong think that he has achieved a breakthrough by stimulating and squeezing the body's potential to the limit......

If this is the case, his body and bones will be completely destroyed, and in the end nothing will be accomplished, so no matter how good the talent of enlightenment is, it will not help......

He stood there silently, as if he had been nailed, motionless.

At this time, he wanted to shout loudly that he was not able to break through by squeezing his potential, but ...... Because of the excellent talent, the great consummation breakthrough that comes naturally, and the combat effectiveness can even cross a small realm against the enemy!

Can...... It seemed that something was stuck in his throat, and he didn't say anything after all.

He didn't want to see the disappointed eyes of his relatives and friends, but the disappointed eyes of the Elder Chuangong at this time pierced his heart again.

In addition to the Elder Chuan Gong at this time, on the school field, the children of the family who cultivated here, except for a few people such as Zhou Xian, Zhou Cheng, Zhou Shuangshuang and others, who were gloating, most of them were extremely disappointed.

Mourn its misfortune and be angry with it!

At this time, Zhou Yan, whose six senses had become extremely acute, suddenly felt the kind of feeling that made his soul throb and tremble.

It was also at this time that he realized that he was not a 'genius' who was ridiculed by everyone for 'vain fame', because most people still cared about him, but they were just like the elders who passed on their merits, lamenting his misfortune and being angry with him.

He clenched the broken sword in his hand, and the blood was boiling all over his body.

But he didn't explain anything, and in a month's later test, it would be revealed to the world.

When the time comes, I will give them an unexpected surprise!

......

A short sword, like a pen walking a dragon snake, carves a piece of iron into a lifelike statue of a woman.

The statue of this woman is just a back, like the back of the woman in Zhou Yan's memory.

The statue, the lines are like a line of flowing water, and the lifelike spirit is radiant, which is presented from time to time.

Previously, Zhou Yan didn't understand the Blue Water Liantian Sword Technique, he couldn't understand this technique, but now, he understood.

This is a state of great consummation of swordsmanship in harmony, and the basic clear water and heavenly swordsmanship, in the hands of the man in front of him, has turned into an endless confrontation between sentient swordsmanship and ruthless swordsmanship.

The affectionate kendo gives this statue a sense of life, containing endless love, which stretches endlessly, while the ruthless kendo gives a kind of determination, a kind of ruined miè.

Therefore, life and death, all the time, were staged on this statue, until the black iron turned into a mess of scrap iron, and he did not stop.

The corners of his eyes are full of wrinkles, each wrinkle is full of the suffering and misfortune of his life, and only those eyes, which are sometimes deep as the abyss and sometimes gloomy, can prove that he has a presence in this world.

He looked at the piece of iron in his hand that was crumbling again, and sighed deeply, and then a pot of wine appeared out of thin air in his hand, and he raised his head and drank it like a qiē of suffering and sorrow.

His face, because of such an act, turned from the sickly red of the previous carving to a stinging and miserable white face, as if to indicate that he did not have a long life.

After drinking the wine, his body shook, and then he glanced at Zhou Yan in front of him.

That simple glance of attention, for the first time, made Zhou Yan feel that this was not ignorance, but a real attention, this glance was like going through a reincarnation.

One eye, ten thousand years.

Zhou Yan was a little apprehensive, his father, Zhou Wangchen, the most genius in the history of the Zhou family, there was no one!

But for unknown reasons, now it has been completely lost, and Chengtian just lives with the statue.

Drinking, carving, carving, drinking, nothing else.

This time, it was still a once-a-week opportunity to come to my father's place to study.

Before that, he had never received any guidance from his father.

And this time, his keen six senses felt that in the depths of his father's gloomy eyes, a meteor-like brilliance seemed to flash.

"This statue is intact and not broken, there are two kinds of swordsmanship, which are 'sentient sendos and lifeless swordsmanship', you look at it, choose one to cultivate!"

Inexplicably, he has become the father of the waste, just lightly patted the void, and suddenly a pitch-black statue flew out of nowhere.

This statue is still the back of a woman leaving, full of 'hesitation' if she wants to turn around but does not turn around.