Author: Xu Qingteng

After practicing swordsmanship for half an hour, Xu Qingteng returned to the kitchen, opened the lid of the pot, and a fragrant smell overflowed. The meat in the pot was stewed until crispy, and the addition of various herbs made the broth even more delicious.

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"It smells so good."

Xu Qingteng took a deep breath of satisfaction, then poured it into a large bowl and began to devour it.

"Delicious, really delicious..."

Xu Qingteng tore into pieces of meat and sucked the bone soup. He felt warm in his stomach and his whole face was red.

"Very comfortable."

Xu Qingteng was intoxicated and satisfied. The stew tonight was more fragrant than the barbecue at noon, and he could feel the intake of vitality and energy.

Not long after, Xu Qingteng devoured all the stew made from hare and pheasant, not even the soup or liquid was left.

Seeing the bones on the ground, Xu Qingteng suddenly thought of the red fox.

"I don't know if that little guy has had dinner tonight..."

Xu Qingteng sighed and swept the bones somewhere, preparing to bring them to Red Fox tomorrow.

At this time, the ice plate was like day, the sweet-scented osmanthus and jade rabbits were blooming, and the bright moonlight fell on the yard, illuminating the bluestone floor brightly.

Xu Qingteng returned to the room, lay cross-legged on the bed, and began to breathe and practice.

After practicing to the fourth of the eight extraordinary meridians, the acupoints into which spiritual energy was poured suddenly increased to seven or eight, which meant that the speed of cultivation slowed down, so Xu Qingteng needed to be more diligent and could not relax for a moment.

"Boom!"

The Jingyang bell rang again, and the night passed quickly. Xu Qingteng's green shirt was faintly visible, and he gripped a thousand-year-old spirit wood sword and headed towards Taijiping.

Today, there are many fewer people in Taijiping.

According to the rules of Chaoyang Peak, as long as the disciples have cultivated to the fourth level of Yuqing Realm or above, they no longer need to attend morning classes. Yesterday was a special situation. Because the secret technique of oral formulas was to be taught, only core disciples such as Chu Yuhong and Shen Tiandou would all

Come.

Today, they have disappeared.

"Getting started——"

Soon, under the leadership of Uncle Tong Bing, a group of disciples below the third level of Yuqing Realm began to practice Qingyun Swordsmanship on Taiji Ping.

Xu Qingteng is also among them.

Moreover, his steps were graceful and agile, and his sword power was astonishing. With one sword strike after another, he could burst the air and make explosive sounds of "chi chi" and "bang bang", which astonished Tong Bing and all the Chaoyang Peak disciples.

"Is this child Qingteng's talent so terrifying?" Tong Bing was dumbfounded, with a wave of shock in her heart, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Only one night has passed, and the Qingyun Swordsmanship has become so impressive that it is almost comparable to Qingyun's secret skill - 'Sword Qi and Thunder Sound'!"

A group of Chaoyang Peak disciples were also amazed at Xu Qingteng's swordsmanship. They couldn't help but murmured complicatedly, their eyes filled with envy.

"As expected of a person with a brilliant body and nine colors, his talent and understanding are astonishing. In one night, he was able to learn Qingyun Swordsmanship and practice it to such an impressive level. I am afraid that only the Qingye Patriarch from 1,300 years ago can compete with him.

Junior Brother Xu’s qualifications are comparable.”

"yes."

"Back then, Patriarch Qingye, within one year of his entry into the profession, was able to become the best among his disciples, mastering all the swordsmanship, Taoism, and magical powers passed down by Patriarch Wu Fangzi."

"In two years, we will be able to enter the Shangqing realm and be on par with the founder of Wufangzi."

"Then I went into seclusion for thirteen years in the 'Huan Yue Cave' in the back mountain of Tongtian Peak, and understood the supreme magical power. Once I came out of seclusion, I was invincible in the world and astonished the entire era! When we think about it to this day, our younger disciples are still excited.

Dare to look at the invincible grace of Patriarch Qingye from afar."

"Junior brother has just started, and he has already shown his prowess, vaguely possessing the invincible style of the 'Aoba Patriarch' back then."

“I’m really looking forward to it!”

"If our Chaoyang Peak can really produce an invincible figure like the 'Qingye Patriarch', our Chaoyang Peak, and even the entire Qingyun Sect, will be even more prosperous and prosperous. Tianyin Temple and Fenxiang Valley are incomparable.

We’re not even qualified to carry our shoes.”

"Yeah yeah……"

A group of Chaoyang Peak disciples marveled at Xu Qingteng's talent in swordsmanship and invincible talent. They almost compared him to the 'Grandmaster Qingye' from more than a thousand years ago, and were full of endless expectations and admiration for him.

Tong Bing's almond-shaped eyes are bright and clear, and she has the same thoughts in her heart.

From Chen hour to noon, another half day passed, and the morning class at Chaoyang Peak was over.

Xu Qingteng was about to leave when he was suddenly stopped by a group of Chaoyang Peak disciples.

"Junior brother, please stay!"

Xu Qingteng turned around in shock and saluted the Chaoyang Peak disciples who were approaching, holding their swords in their hands.

"Brothers, is something wrong?"

A senior brother with a sharp body and strong bones said, "Haha, I see that my junior brother's sword power is amazing. Qingyun Swordsmanship has already come to the fore, and you can practice fighting."

"Yes, yes." Another disciple agreed, "Young junior brother, you don't know that this swordsmanship requires practice to improve. No matter how long a person practices, he is still full of craftsmanship. Our Qingyun swordsmanship is the most elegant and agile.

Senior brother is doing this for your own good."

Xu Qingteng understood clearly that these senior brothers called him to stop and wanted to compete with him in a sword fight.

This is one of the afternoon assignments for Chaoyang Peak disciples.

Many new Chaoyang Peak disciples whose cultivation realm is below the fourth level of Yuqing Realm, in order to be able to skillfully display swordsmanship when breaking through to the Expelling Object Realm, will lay the foundation when they start and compete with their brothers in swordplay.

When Xu Qingteng passed by Taijiping yesterday, someone called him, but he was anxious to go to the back mountain, so he didn't agree. Now these people came to his door.

However, Xu Qingteng also heard someone say.

"You have to hit your junior brother as early as possible!"

"Junior brother has such a terrifying talent. Breaking through the realm of expelling objects in the future will definitely be as simple as eating and drinking. Then he will not be on the same level as us."

"So, before he rises, we must teach him a lesson first and let him know that no matter how great his achievements are in the future, we were beaten by us when he was a child, leaving him with an indelible black history!"

"Hahaha."

A group of Chaoyang Peak disciples discussed in front of Xu Qingteng without any scruples, their expressions were extremely playful and full of teasing.

"Is it so blatant?"

Xu Qingteng smiled.

"Since you senior brothers want to play, then I will be disrespectful."

"It just so happens——"

"Junior brother, I also want to try the results of my recent hard work."

Xu Qingteng was not afraid, but rather excited. His dark eyes shone brightly like stars, and there was a playful smile on his lips.

Based on the cultivation theory of "Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao", Xu Qingteng is definitely not as good as these senior brothers.

However, Xu Qingteng also practiced "Tai Chi Sword", and the strength was drilled into his bones, and his strength was condensed, which stimulated a bright energy. The power of his fists, kicks and swordsmanship were astonishing, and he could blow up the air.

He wanted to give it a try, could these senior brothers beat him?

After counting the interest.

In the open space of Taijiping, Xu Qingteng stood with a sword in his hand, looking at a young senior brother.

This boy has only been in the industry for two years, and he has entered the second level of the Yuqing Realm, the 'Qi Training Realm', but he pretends to be mature, holding a brown-purple shining Millennium Spirit Wood Sword in his backhand, and says with a smile.

"Junior brother, you take action first."

After finishing speaking, Xu Qingteng moved his steps, kicked the ground with his feet, and rushed out like a cheetah. A thousand-year-old spirit wood sword turned into a brown-purple black sword light, and stabbed out with a "chi" sound.
Chapter completed!