"Lao Wu, you did a great job!" Chang Yue, who walked into the crowd and kept a distance from the nine of them, suddenly spoke at this time, with only a smile on his face. Kong Zhuo was stunned.

He also smiled.

Looking at the other people, except for the smile on Yu Xuanji's face that looked a little forced, the other people's smiles were full of sincerity and conviction, and even looked like they were proud of themselves.

Especially Zhou Xue and Fang Shaobai, not to mention their excitement, "Humph, these damn guys dare to underestimate us, now they know how powerful they are!"

Wrinkling her little nose, Zhou Xue said to Kong Zhuo, "But I really didn't expect that, Fifth Senior Brother, your swordsmanship is so good. You have such a strong swordsmanship and you don't even give me any advice!"

There was a hint of complaint in his tone.

Kong Zhuo laughed and said, "This is none of my business. My swordsmanship can be cultivated with my diligence. If you are so lazy, how could you possibly reach the level like me!"

Fang Shaobai on the side trembled when he heard this. If most of everyone's attention hadn't been focused on this, he would have laughed out loud.

Zhou Xue's expression was also very strange. She had seen such a shameless person before. If you Kong Zhuo had been diligent, that old sow would have climbed the tree long ago.

He stretched out his hand and pinched the fat around Kong Zhuo's waist, then snorted coldly, looked away, and ignored him again.

Kong Zhuo smiled bitterly and still stood back to his original position.

It's just that this time, the feeling of standing here is different from the feeling of standing here just now.

The surrounding brothers looked at him with a sense of recognition, which was missing before. After a second thought, Kong Zhuo vaguely understood what was going on.

They are all core disciples of the inner sect. Regardless of their relationship, their identities are almost the same. Kong Zhuo usually only represents himself, but today, on this occasion, Kong Zhuo was challenged. What he represents is the current third party of the Luofu sect.

The group of people with the highest status in the generation. If he loses, these people will also be embarrassed. And now that he has won so beautifully, it also means that the strength of these core disciples of the inner sect who are his brothers will not be the same.

No matter how bad it is, at least from now on, my group of people will be looked down upon.

This is fuck.

Their own little fucks, just like their previous generation, there are more than a dozen masters, uncles and uncles, and they are also divided into several little fucks, and the strongest one is headed by Master Lingjia.

Rover's Five Swords.

There are also among these ten people.

Roughly divided into three, one is Chang Yue alone, the other is six senior brothers headed by Lin Yufeng, and the third is Kong Zhuo, Zhou Xue, and Fang Shaobai.

But besides these three fucks, there is another secret little fuck, namely Chang Yue, Lin Shaofeng, and Lu Wan. Lin Shaofeng and Lu Wan are obviously stronger than the others, so Chang Yue also works with them.

They are somewhat close. As for Kong Zhuo, in the past, they were polite to him and joked with him because Kong Zhuo was a disciple of Mo Xiu, with the same seniority and status as them. This kind of politeness and this kind of communication were purely ceremonial.

, and now, they fully recognized Kong Zhuo's strength and admitted that he was qualified to enter this little fucking group that was originally composed of three people, and became the strongest person among these ten disciples.

This is a completely different feeling than before, pure, strength-based fucking.

Therefore, although Kong Zhuo feels good now, he is not relaxed.

This feeling is good, but if he wants to feel like this forever, he must maintain corresponding strength, which puts him under pressure, because he is not a diligent person, and he knows very well that the most important thing for practicing this kind of thing is

He is diligent, so he is under a lot of pressure.

The Opening of the Mountain Gate Conference ended shortly after he left the stage.

This challenge within the sect was originally the last one, but after him, there were fewer and fewer people challenging it, so not long after, Master Ling Jia announced that it was over.

Kong Zhuo also returned to his original life. The only difference was that after that, except for Zhou Xue, no one before or after him called him Rover's Pig.

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Time is like running water, flowing very fast without even realizing it.

In the blink of an eye, it has been half a year since the last Open Mountain Gate Conference.

Over the past six months, everything has been business as usual except for some changes in the way others looked at him that made him feel comfortable.

However, among the third generation disciples of Luofu Sect, the number of disciples in the core sect has increased from ten to twenty-six.

In addition to Luo Fu's Five Swords, Kong Zhuo's other masters and uncles have also begun to accept disciples. This time, the disciples accepted by Kaishan Sect are quite solid and have good qualifications. Therefore, this has also led to the internal dissatisfaction within the core.

The number of disciples increased dramatically.

But it didn't have any impact on Kong Zhuo. His master hadn't come back yet, and he didn't want to be controlled by others, so there weren't any surprising or gratifying changes.

Standing in the chest-deep stream, Kong Zhuo held a long blue steel sword and practiced the Bagua Jiugong Sword from beginning to end in a very regular manner.

This time, there was no sense of stagnation, but some moves required his hand to dance the sword out of the water, and the speed of the sword and hand in the water was as stable and fast as in the waterless air.

This stream is 380 miles away from Qingsongping and is already at the deepest edge of the entire Rover.

A year ago, Kong Zhuo spent a lot of time to find such a mountain stream suitable for him to practice swordsmanship. The shallowest part only reached his feet, and now it reaches his chest. If he goes further, the water will be deeper.

His goal is to be able to stand in the water that completely submerges him and practice sword practice.

This kind of training is a bit hard, but the progress is rapid. Not to mention his rapid progress in swordsmanship, his cultivation of innate purple energy has also improved greatly.

In one year, he unexpectedly rose from the second-level Dzogchen realm to the third-level Dzogchen realm unexpectedly. This made him a little overwhelmed. At the same time, of course, he was also ecstatic, because he could

After practicing flying sword, it can be said that you have truly stepped onto the threshold of sword immortal.

When the innate purple energy is cultivated to the third level, great changes will occur. To put it simply, part of the purple energy will be combined with the practitioner's soul to form mana and soul.

At the same time, when you reach the third level, the attributes of your four images and five elements will slowly appear. In this way, you can cultivate your own magic weapon according to the attributes of your body.

Of course, what we are talking about here is the step-by-step practitioner and the path of practice. If you are a lucky person, you may eat some fairy fruit to change your own attributes, or strengthen your belongings, or you have great character.

It is entirely possible for Burst to obtain a certain magic weapon and change his practice methods to match this magic weapon.

But now, people like Kong Zhuo who are practicing in the sect don't have many good methods except practicing hard on their own.

It seemed that he was very satisfied with his current strength and performance. After practicing the Bagua Jiugong Sword once, Kong Zhuo had a smile on his face. He came to the shore without resting. When his left hand moved slightly, a white light circled around like a horse.

With his left wrist flying, with a slight flick of his wrist, the white light let out a slight whistle and flew straight in the direction of his finger. In just a blink of an eye, it hit a lonely place a few miles away.

A pine arc on the ground was shot down, along with the rocks. When he turned his hand, the white light flew back and landed on the palm of his left hand. It was a dagger about one foot and a half long.

This was condensed from the sword embryo that Mo Xiu gave him. Although it was only slightly wrinkled, it was also extremely sharp and piercingly cold.

Although he has not yet become a soul, he can already control the sword with his thoughts.

If he could use his mind to control the sword, then it would not be far away from the sword control to go straight to Qing Ming. According to his estimation, it would be done in another year.

In one year, his wish to fly freely in the sky will come true.

When he thought of this, he became very excited. He looked up at the blue sky and imagined in his mind that he was flying in the clear sky with his sword. What would that feel like?

It should be fun, right?

He thought to himself.

The sky gradually darkened, and a group of dark clouds began to cover the sky above his head at some point. Suddenly, a thunder exploded in his ears, and then the heavy rain poured down. Kong Zhuo cursed secretly and jumped from the ground.

He got up and went into the jungle by the stream. He wanted to find a cave to take shelter from the rain.

However, it seemed that he was not very lucky. After running for a long distance, there was no cave that could provide shelter from the rain.

"Damn it, when I'm not looking for it, there's one just two or three steps away. Now when I need it, there's not one there!"

While he was cursing, there was a sudden flash in the sky, and a shining thunderbolt flashed out from the clouds, and the direction was exactly towards Kong Zhuo.

"No way!" Kong Zhuo wailed, "I didn't do anything bad!" He shouted, but his body was not ambiguous at all, and he rushed forward.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise. Just when his body had just left the ground, the thunder had already thundered down. It did not hit him, but hit a hillside not far from him, knocking out a tree on the mountain.

Gu Song interrupted, but at the same time, Kong Zhuo had already fallen into the muddy water.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, as if the sky is pouring down.
Chapter completed!