Chapter 43

For several days, Wang Qi was reading the Sword Sutra in the second cave of the Sword Hidden Cave, and did not listen to what was going on outside the window.

Until today, Wang Qi, who was checking the Sword Scripture, suddenly heard the sound of a system prompt.

[Obtain Dao Fruit (Source: Xu Qiang). After use, it can nourish the meridians, gain a certain level of Qi Practitioner, and at the same time temper the soul and improve the function of spiritual consciousness. 】

【use or not?】

Wang Qi's expression changed, Dao Fruit? What is this? It comes from Xu Qiang? When did Xu Qiang give it to it?

He hurriedly ran out of the Hidden Sword Cave and happened to see Fang He standing outside the Hidden Sword Cave, followed by a woman.

"Wang Qi!" Fang He shouted when he saw Wang Qi coming out.

The woman glanced at Wang Qi, with a cold light flashing in her eyes.

Wang Qi frowned: "Fang He, why are you here?"

Sadness flashed across Fang He's face, and she said: "Master is taking me away from Huanfang Mountain. You are the only friend I have here, so I thought of saying goodbye to you."

"What are you doing after leaving Huanfang Mountain?" Wang Qi was even more puzzled.

"You still pretend not to know about the good things your master Xu Qiang has done?" the woman behind Fang He sneered.

Wang Qi glanced at the woman and then at Fang He without knowing why. He had no idea what was going on.

The woman said coldly: "You can really pretend."

"Master!" Fang He shouted, then looked at Wang Qi, "Let's go."

Looking at Master Fang He's cold gaze, Wang Qi endured the discomfort and said, "I'll give it to you."

"How dare you trouble Xu Jianxian's disciple, no need!" the woman said coldly, then turned into a rainbow light and left the place with Fang He.

Wang Qi stood there in a daze, not knowing what happened. It took him a while before he remembered what to do.

Now go find Xu Qiang and find out what is going on with this Dao Fruit.

By a stream, Wang Qi saw Yang Qing.

"Master, have you seen my master?" Wang Qi stepped forward and asked.

He smelled a faint smell of blood on Yang Qing.

Yang Qing originally had his eyes closed, but when he heard Wang Qi shouting, he opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Wang Qi, you are here."

"Uncle, have you seen my master?" Wang Qi continued to ask, he approached Yang Qing and sat next to Yang Qing.

"What are you doing with your master?" Yang Qing asked pleasantly, but there was a trace of tiredness in his eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, Wang Qi said: "There is an extra Tao Fruit in my body, which belongs to my master. Senior brother, what is the Tao Fruit?"

*8

Yang Qing's face was in a trance, and he whispered: "Dao Fruit? Junior Sister Xu's Dao Fruit, is it in your body?"

Wang Qi nodded.

Yang Qing raised his head slightly, and tears suddenly filled his eyes.

Wang Qi was stunned on the spot, not knowing what to do.

After a long time, Yang Qing wiped the corners of his eyes and said softly: "Wang Qi, there is something I want to tell you."

Wang Qi felt deeply uneasy in his heart, and he asked softly: "What?"

"Your master is already dead."

Like thunder exploding in Wang Qi's mind, he stood up unsteadily and stared at Yang Qing: "Uncle, are you kidding?"

Yang Qing shook his head with a serious expression.

Wang Qi shouted sternly: "It's impossible, my master said! Unless she wants, she won't die! No one in this world can kill her!"

Yang Qing remained silent without saying a word.

Wang Qi suddenly thought of something and burst into tears.

"How did my master die?" Wang Qi's voice trembled.

Yang Qing remained silent.

Wang Qi's whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he turned around unsteadily, completely lost in thought.

...

Lin Zhenqing stood outside Wang Qi's room door, raising his hand as if to knock on the door, and finally lowered it.

Today is the day when the new disciples who have entered the mountain gate officially become the Huanfang Mountain Sword Field. It is also the day when the sword cultivators of the masters and uncles accept their own disciples.

It was also the day when Yang Qing replaced Xu Qiang and became the leader of the Huanfang Sword Field.

"I heard that Junior Brother Wang has been staying in his room and hasn't gone out for several days. I remember that he doesn't seem to be fasting. After these days, will Junior Brother Wang be in trouble?"

Lin Zhenqing was suddenly startled, and then his original hesitation became firmer. He raised his hand and knocked heavily on the door several times.

The door opened quickly, and a sleepy Wang Qi stood at the door, yawning and asking: "What's wrong, Senior Brother Lin?"

"Junior brother Wang, how are you these days?" Lin Zhenqing asked cautiously.

Wang Qi scratched the back of his head and said with a smile, "Senior brother, do you think I'm in trouble?"

Hearing this, Lin Zhenqing looked at Wang Qi carefully. Although Wang Qi had heavy dark circles under his eyes, he looked a little out of sorts due to not sleeping well. Overall, he was normal.

"Today is the day that all senior brothers accept disciples. It is also the day that my master succeeds Master Xu and becomes the leader of the world. Junior brother, do you want to come with us and take a look?" Lin Zhenqing asked.

"Okay, let's go." Wang Qi smiled.

As if he didn't expect Wang Qi to agree so simply and neatly, Lin Zhenqing was slightly stunned, and then quickly followed.

There are three generations of monks in Huanfang Sword Field. The first generation is Yang Qing and others, who are called masters.

The second generation is Wang Qi's generation, who are called uncles.

The third generation are disciples like Li Poguang and Lu Xianyu.

Now, three generations of disciples are all at the mountain gate.

When Wang Qi and Lin Zhenqing came over, everyone focused their attention on them, or to be precise, on Wang Qi.

Wang Qi's expression remained unchanged, his head held high, his chest held high, and he strode to the second generation disciple and stood up.

"All the disciples have arrived, let's begin." Yang Qing said softly.

I saw one of the second-generation disciples walking out and going straight to the mountain gate.

"What is this doing?" Wang Qi asked curiously.

"Change the mountain gate." Lin Zhenqing replied.

"Change the mountain gate?" Wang Qi couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw the senior brother jumping up high and slashing out the sword in his hand.

The entire mountain gate was split open and shattered.

Among the disciples of the generation, an old man took action, and a shadow flew out of his hand and landed at the original mountain gate.

Wang Qi looked around and saw that the original mountain gate had changed from "Huanfang" to "Huanfang Sword Field"!

There are other Dao veins in Huanfang Mountain.

Wang Qi has been joining Huanfang Sword Field for a long time. He has long understood that Huanfang Mountain is Huanfang Mountain and Huanfang Sword Field is Huanfang Sword Field. This is just because in the past hundred years, Xu Qiang alone has suppressed other Dao lines.

, so Huanfang Sword Field can be used as a representative of Huanfang Mountain to walk outside.

Hundreds of years ago, Huanfang Mountain was also called Huanfang Dojo.

But now, the plaque of "Huan Fang" has been replaced by "Huan Fang Sword Field"!

Wang Qi secretly guessed that a lot of things should have happened in Huanfang Mountain during this period.

Suddenly, he remembered that a few days ago, Fang He came to him to say goodbye. It seemed that Fang He's Dao lineage was forced or voluntarily left Huanfang Mountain.

"Starting today, Huanfang Sword Field will officially establish a sect in Huanfang Mountain." Yang Qing spoke loudly.

Wang Qi looked around. Except for the joy that flashed across the faces of the young third-generation disciples, the second-generation and first-generation disciples all looked lonely.

"In Huanfang Mountain, the scene of hundreds of schools of thought contending and flowers blooming is gone." A young man beside Wang Qi said leisurely.

"All the disciples of my sword field who have never had a disciple come forward. Those who are willing to take me as disciples should come forward." Yang Qing continued.

Many of the three generations of disciples have stepped forward.

Wang Qi looked curiously and found that there were familiar people inside, and Zhang Danxian was among them.

The disciples looked over one by one and Wang Qi nodded slightly. Among these disciples, many were extremely powerful. There were many alchemy monks and many seventh-grade martial artists.

The second-generation disciples around Wang Qi also lined up one after another, heading towards these newly admitted disciples, and each selected their own disciples.

"Now that the sect's disciples have been distributed, the responsibilities of the elders in various mountain peaks should also be recorded."

"Brothers and nephews, please come forward."
To be continued...