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Zhuangziqiao took the two pills and looked up at Gu Lang, but seeing that he also seemed to have doubts on his face, after thinking about it, he handed them back to Mingguang Zhenren: "Ancestor, this is from your master!"

"Nonsense!" Mingguang Zhenren blew his beard and reprimanded him, "I'm not the disciple of the first seat, what can I do?" Besides, the old ancestor was not good-looking when he was young, and he finally got old, so people couldn't notice it, how could the first seat be given to me? ”

As he spoke, Mingguang Zhenren had gradually drifted away.

Zhuangziqiao only felt that he had only worshiped his master, and on the first day, the old ancestor seemed to be a little embarrassed, so he blushed and explained to Gu Lang: "Master, my ancestor is ......."

But seeing Gu Lang nodded, he patted him on the shoulder: "Mingguang Zhenren is like this, don't care, in a while, go and clean up a place near the master's residence, you can cultivate well here." ”

Zhuangziqiao nodded in response, but in just one day, the glorious image of the ancestor in his heart was already crumbling.

The next day, Qin Ya didn't go to the fighting platform again, but went to Tai'a Peak with her hands, and happened to see Mei Qihe holding a chessboard around Bai Ze.

Qin Ya coughed dryly, and Mei Qihe was shocked: "Qin Ya, aren't you going to fight the Dharma Platform today?"

Seeing Qin Ya nodding. Mei Qihe frowned: "You don't seem to have received an apprentice yet, right? Can't pick a good one?"

"Everything is about fate. Qin Ya shook her head slightly, "Among the 50,000 monks who participated in the big competition this time, none of them matched Qin's eyes. ”

"Then I've been talking about it for so long, can I just do it in vain?" Mei Qihe waved his hand, and hurriedly made a move to push Qin Ya outward, "No, you hurry up and go to the fighting platform to stay, go quickly." Go quickly!"

Qin Ya not only did not retreat, but took two steps forward and stepped forward: "Gu Lang has accepted disciples, Qin is a person who is a master, what other disciples do you accept?"

"Master?" Mei Qihe twitched the corners of his mouth, came back to his senses after a while, immediately looked at Qin Ya, and couldn't wait to ask, "What is the name of the disciple he accepted, what is his surname, and what is ......his qualification?"

Bai Ze was on the side, but he didn't say anything.

Seeing that Mei Qihe was even more excited than accepting an apprentice herself, Qin Ya was helpless. Pointing in the direction of Zang Jianfeng: "If you're curious, why don't you just go and see it yourself?"

It was almost like a gust of wind. Mei Qihe immediately disappeared from his eyes.

Qin Ya smiled and turned her head to look at Bai Ze: "Mr. Bai, why don't we kill the two of us?"

Bai Ze raised his eyebrows and tilted his chin slightly: "Today, I'm afraid you're not free." ”

Qin Ya frowned, and was in shock, when a loud voice swept over with a shattering momentum: "The first one is coming, the first one is coming......

A shout is louder than the other.

At this voice, Qin Ya's brows furrowed even tighter, and when she turned around, she saw Mingguang Zhenren running towards him happily: "Shouzao, I'll take you to see someone!"

Qin Ya glanced at the side and smiled lightly, obviously not wanting to mix with Bai Ze among them, and asked in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

"It's not interesting to say it. Mingguang was really happy, urging Qin Ya, "Hurry up, hurry up, otherwise you may be robbed by others." ”

Qin Yahu glanced at Mingguang Zhenren suspiciously, and saw that his expression did not seem to be fake, but considering his unreliability, he hesitated a little, looked at Bai Ze for a while, and saw that he did not stop him, so he withdrew and walked with him in the direction of the fighting platform.

Mingguang Zhenren went back and forth, and didn't even have time for half a cup of tea, so he took Qin Yaxing to the front of the fighting platform, and pointed to the female disciple who was fighting the law above: "The first seat, look!"

"She ......" saw that Qin Ya was first surprised, and then frowned silently.

The woman on the fighting platform was in the middle of the foundation building, holding an ordinary peachwood sword, a pale green shirt, and only loosely tied her hair in a bun. The opponent is a male cultivator who is also in the foundation building period, but he is already in the late stage of foundation building.

The male cultivator on the opposite side has powerful muscles, but this woman seems to have a little bit of a weak willow Fufeng taste, a sword comes out flat, his eyes are awe-inspiring, and he stabs at the male cultivator opposite. Looking at her description from beginning to end, calm and calm, although it is March at this time, but the sun is poisonous, it can be seen that the woman out of the sword, but it is very comfortable, as if the feeling of a spring breeze.

"She has a very good foundation, and there is no difference in the gestures of each sword. Qin Ya looked at it for a long time and slowly spoke.

Mingguang Zhenren's face was even more joyful, and he hurriedly asked Qin Ya: "How is it, Shouza, how is this woman?"

Qin Ya bowed slightly, but did not speak, Mingguang Zhenren immediately became proud, this pride, he immediately looked around, and when he saw the figure coming from the sword, he was shocked: "It's not good, the first one! Li Leshan is here!"

Without waiting for Qin Ya to speak, he hurriedly said: "Look at that plane, you want to grab people!

Another sword was handed out, and when the male cultivator's punch was still the size of a fist from her heart, the tip of the sword had already touched the male cultivator's throat.

However, the woman obviously had no intention of hurting people, so she stopped her hand at this moment, and this move naturally won continuous applause, and the female cultivator arched her hand, turned over and got off the fighting platform, holding the peachwood sword, and looked at the fighting platform with her eyes glazed.

At this moment, Li Leshan had already led people to a place not far from Qin Ya.

"Shouza also thinks that this woman is malleable?" he smiled and spoke leisurely.

Qin Ya looked at it for a moment and shook her head slightly: "It's just a fighting method, so I can't see anything for the time being?"

"Oh?" Li Leshan smiled, suddenly walked towards Qin Ya, and stopped three steps away from Qin Ya, "Then let her have a few more games, how about giving it a try?"

Qin Ya frowned, but she didn't stop it.

After a fight, the person listening to the trumpet sang to herself, and the woman's eyes showed obvious surprise. However, he still jumped onto the fighting platform. The male cultivator who fought with her this time was a sword cultivator in the late stage of foundation building.

Arched his hand. With a stroke of his virtual finger, a sword was unsheathed, and he took the woman directly. But seeing that the female cultivator was not in a hurry, she was still a talented swordsman

"This is a yellow-grade second-grade technique that can be bought in the Treasure Refining Pavilion for only three medium-grade spirit stones in the cultivation realm: Aoki Sword Technique! Although this female cultivator only has this set of sword techniques, she has used this set of sword techniques with a different artistic conception," Li Leshan explained with a smile, "Qin Ya, you say. Isn't that a good seedling?"

Qin Ya didn't reply, only frowned slightly, and looked at the female cultivator in the field.

With a burst of applause, the female cultivator's peachwood sword was already on the neck of the opposite sword cultivator.

Qin Ya was silent for a moment, glanced around, and moved her lips when her eyes touched a monk who had built the foundation of the Great Perfection.

Li Leshan smiled, watching Qin Ya's movements, and after a while, an inner disciple dressed in white clothes appeared in front of the two of them.

Meet Qin Ya. He was overjoyed: "Shouzao, you call me?"

Qin Ya nodded slightly. Looking up at Li Leshan, Li Leshan looked at the person who came for a while, and asked tentatively, "Are you?"

"The real person, the original trace of the disciple, is the original sword real person of the Tibetan Sword Peak. The white-robed disciple replied with a smile.

"How about letting the original trace give it a try?" Qin Ya looked at Li Leshan, what kind of person Li Leshan was, and naturally immediately understood what Qin Ya meant, but after a little thought, he nodded and agreed: "Okay, if she passes this level, it depends on how she chooses!"

Qin Ya stretched out her hand and put her on the shoulder of the original trace: "Go and try it with the woman on the stage!"

"Huh?" Yuan Zhen frowned puzzled, "Shouza, isn't this bullying the small with the big? Master, no, the disciples have all built the foundation of the Great Perfection, and that girl is only in the middle stage of building the foundation, not comparing or not, and it is faceless to say it!"

Seeing that the original trace looked like a splash, Mingguang gritted his teeth angrily: "This splash, even dare to disobey the order of the first seat, see if I don't give him some color!"

"Don't worry. Unexpectedly, Qin Ya stopped him, turned his hand with a slight force, turned the original trace in the direction of the fighting platform, and said it in one sentence, there seemed to be a deep meaning in the words, "Who do you think she looks like?"

Yuan Zhen was puzzled at first, but he still paid attention to the woman in Tsing Yi on the stage, Qin Ya didn't say this, it's okay, the more he said, the fighting spirit in Yuan Zhen's heart completely ignited, "Stinky girl, the master is here!"

Without Qin Ya talking about it, she had already somersaulted and jumped onto the fighting platform.

The inner disciple clothes on the original trace were too conspicuous, so that the surrounding group of cultivators looked in the direction of the original trace in confusion, but this look, they saw Qin Ya and Li Leshan behind him. Just in doubt, Li Leshan smiled and spoke: "The girl on the stage, this seat and Qin Zhenren are very optimistic about you, so I will give you a problem, if you defeat the person in front of you, you can choose where this seat and Qin Zhenren go!"

As soon as the words "Ren Er's choice" came out, there was an uproar immediately. There are those who disdain, but more are envious and jealous, although this girl has passed the first few levels well, but it is only good, Li Zhenren, Qin Zhenren, these two places, no matter which one of them can make people greedy. Qun Xiu looked at the past, and when she saw the original traces of her opponent, she couldn't help but retreat again.

The opponent is the original mark. Inner disciple, the original trace of the foundation of the Great Perfection. In the middle of a foundation building, only a girl with a set of Aoki swordsmanship can defeat the original trace, and the momentum present is almost one-sided. The original mark was proud, and he drew his sword across his chest: "Stinky girl, I'll wait for a comparison." ”

But seeing that the female cultivator on the stage was silent for a moment, she suddenly untied the peachwood sword, put it on the edge of the fighting platform, walked in the direction of Qin Ya and Li Leshan, walked between the two, and bowed to the two, but looked at Qin Ya: "Can a real person borrow a weapon from a disciple?"

Qin Ya's hand flickered, and a standard flying sword was already in his hand: "Next!"

The female cultivator took a step back, took the sword with both hands, and saluted Qin Ya again: "Thank you for the real person!"

The group cultivators looked over here with burning eyes, and saw that the female cultivator's movements were obviously biased towards Qin Ya, but Li Leshan had a smile on his face, and he said, "No matter the result, this seat will open this door for you!"

The female cultivator showed hesitation and glanced in the direction of Qin Ya, but seeing that his face was expressionless, she saluted in the direction of Li Leshan again: "Thank you for the real person!"

"Let's go!" Li Leshan waved his hand, and the female cultivator turned around and walked towards the center of the Doufa platform. (To be continued......)