Zhu Xian: Qingyun Sword Immortal, start with Lu Xueqi

Chapter 6 Zhang Xiaofan

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"Okay, please take care of me in the future, senior sister." Zhang Yuan nodded. This was a pleasant surprise.

He has never performed the ceremony of becoming a disciple, but he is able to practice the Qingyun Sect's martial arts, so he can be considered half a disciple of Master Shuiyue!

With permission from Master Shuiyue.

Then I can practice openly.

……

Spring comes and autumn goes.

In the blink of an eye, one year has passed.

Every day, Zhang Yuan is either flirting with Lu Xueqi or practicing, and he has made remarkable progress.

He has cultivated to the fourth level of Yuqing and has become the leader of Qingyun Sect.

of course……

Because he was a blind man, his brother and sister didn't love him or close to him. No one cared about him, and no one knew that he had embarked on the path of spiritual practice and had achieved good results.

Even Master Shuiyue had never come to see him.

It's really lonely.

The only good thing was that after a year of getting along, he and Lu Xueqi had become very close. They had done what they should do and were about to do what they should not do.

Beware of fire, theft and fellow apprentices...

This sentence is really well said.
It’s just that Lu Xueqi’s rank was too low, and she couldn’t defend at all.

at this time.

Zhang Yuan came out of the room and walked into the courtyard outside, but did not see the little girl Lu Xueqi.

He got an idea and broke off a bamboo branch from the side and started practicing sword again.

The white clothes fluttered in the wind without moving, the sleeves of the clothes fluttered, the autumn wind was bleak, and the bamboo leaves on the ground were flying all over the sky, driven by Zhang Yuan's footsteps.

Zhang Yuan gently danced the bamboo branches, and the scent of a peerless swordsman wafted into his face.

He was practicing the [Divine Sword Controlling Thunder Art], and his movements were very skillful. Wind and thunder surged with every move he made. It was obvious that he had already cultivated his sword skills to a certain level.

But take a closer look.

The sword techniques are different from [Divine Sword Controlling Thunder Technique] in many ways.

That's right!

Ever since Zhang Yuan watched Lu Xueqi practice the [Divine Sword Controlling Lightning Art] last year, he felt that there were many unreasonable aspects of this martial art. The movements were stiff and awkward. It could obviously be simpler and more lethal, but it had to be made fancy.

Zhang Yuan always holds one idea.

Swordsmanship is a killing skill.

If the swordsmanship is not practiced for killing, it will be meaningless.

So he spent a year in the Sutra Library to absorb the knowledge of this world and study the sword-related moves. Then he created the second version based on the [Divine Sword Controlling Thunder True Art].

Remove the abrupt movements and meaningless tricks of [Divine Sword Controlling Thunder], and make [Divine Sword Controlling Thunder] a sword technique born for killing.

He just changed a few hundred million points.

drink!
Zhang Yuan's swordsmanship became faster and faster towards the end. He shouted loudly, guided by the thunder from the sky, and the wind and thunder moved together. A terrifying murderous sword energy shot up into the sky and then struck the huge rock in front of him.

The boulder instantly broke into pieces and turned into a pile of debris.

Zhang Yuan frowned.

Although he has not yet reached the level of Senior Sister Lu Xueqi who can turn a huge rock into powder with one swing of the sword, the distance between the two is not far.

And he also gave birth to the sword intent.

If he remembered correctly, Lu Xueqi did not have sword intent when she was practicing last year.

“It’s been a year.”

"It's time to go see that kid Zhang Xiaofan." Zhang Yuan murmured, then quickly walked towards Dazhu Peak.

At the same time, Master Shuiyue, who was practicing in the cave just after Zhang Yuan left, opened his eyes and looked towards the direction of Lu Xueqi's courtyard.

This sword intent...

That girl Lu Xueqi has cultivated the sword intent?
Then the [God-level Art of Controlling Thunder] must have been cultivated to perfection.

It’s just that the murderous aura of this sword intent is a bit strong... It seems to be somewhat different from the [God-level Thunder Control Art].

but.

It's not a big problem.

Lu Xueqi's swordsmanship has improved. It seems that in the Seven Clans Martial Arts Competition in four years, our Xiaozhu Peak will be the champion.

……

On Dazhu Peak.

After Zhang Xiaofan joined Dazhu Peak, his talent has always been mediocre and he has nothing outstanding. At this moment, he is chopping bamboo in the bamboo forest!
As soon as Zhang Yuan walked in, he saw Zhang Xiaofan chopping bamboo. But he didn't show it, and spoke softly:
“Who is cutting bamboo there?”

Zhang Yuan is still a blind man!

It is normal for a blind person to be able to walk by groping, and it is also normal to be able to locate by listening to sounds. However, it is a bit unscientific for him to rely on the sound of chopping bamboo to identify who is chopping bamboo.

Zhang Xiaofan raised his head and wiped the sweat off his face when he heard this. After seeing the person coming, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's you, the blind man, Zhang Yuan!" Zhang Xiaofan felt like a brother in distress when he saw Zhang Yuan's look. Lin Jingyu had already stood out after joining Longshou Peak, and it was said that he would soon become a true disciple.

Only he and Zhang Yuan shared the same suffering.

One was chopping bamboo.

One is blind.

Very pitiful.

Zhang Yuan's mouth twitched when he heard this. If you can't speak, just don't speak, okay? Although I'm a blind man, there's no need for you to keep mentioning the word blind!

"Are you Zhang Xiaofan???" Zhang Yuan asked with a smile, pretending he couldn't see.

"Yes."

"We all come from Cao Miao Village. Why did you think of coming to see me today?" Zhang Xiaofan asked.

"We both have the surname Zhang and are from the same village, so why can't we come to see you?" Zhang Yuan asked with a smile, then he looked through Zhang Xiaofan's body with his mind's eyes, and finally saw the magic object, the Blood-sucking Pearl, on his chest.

Just like in the original book, Zhang Xiaofan did not throw away this thing after escaping from Cao Miao Village.

Instead, he carried it with him and kept it well hidden.

Zhang Xiaofan used this bead to merge with the Soul-Snatching Stick to obtain his life-long weapon, the Soul-Devouring Stick.

Zhang Yuan came for this purpose.

Zhang Xiaofan, your name is Xiaofan, you are too ordinary, you can’t stand it at all, I will gladly accept the Soul-Devouring Stick for you.

“No, no…”

"Of course, Brother Zhang Yuan, you can come to see me anytime. I have already regarded you as a brother." At this time, Zhang Xiaofan was still a little shy. When he was teased by Zhang Yuan, his face suddenly turned red.

Haha ...

"That's more like it." Zhang Yuan smiled.

"Zhang Yuan, can't you see now?" Zhang Xiaofan put down the knife, walked in front of Zhang Yuan, and prepared to help Zhang Yuan enter Dazhu Peak.

"I can't see it at all." Zhang Yuan nodded.

"I'm sorry for wronging you. Now the whole Qingyun Sect is saying that you are the biggest waste in the history of Qingyun Sect. Not only do you have mediocre talent, but you are also born blind." Zhang Xiaofan hesitated for a while, and finally said this fact. He didn't intend to say it at first, because it was too cruel for a blind man. But then he thought that even if he didn't say it, as long as Zhang Yuan was still in Qingyun Sect, he would definitely hear those rumors, so he just said it directly.

It was said to his face by his good brother.

It's better than being mocked by others.

(End of this chapter)