fictionpage Chapter 51 Meet the "Old Ancestor"
Chapter 51 Meet the "Old Ancestor"
Chapter 51 Meet the "Old Ancestor"
"Xiaobai, where did you call so many friends?" On the way, Ye Mingzhu was curious and couldn't help asking.
Xiaobai chuckled, and meowed: "Master, it's all thanks to the big bear. With its momentum, who would dare not come if it roars?"
Ye Mingzhu was speechless: "."
Then, talking and laughing along the way, the group quickly returned to Siguoya.
Those spirit beasts were dismissed by Xiaobai. This time Ye Mingzhu is very grateful to them. If it weren't for them, it would be really difficult to get out of Qingxuanzong.
Near Siguo Cliff.
"Senior Sister Ye, I'm leaving, I want to go to Senior Brother Liu." Lu Zhiruo looked at Ye Mingzhu with some reluctance.
Now, there is no place for her to stay, her dantian has been destroyed, Qingxuanzong can't go there, Mingyue Valley has been disbanded, and even Siguoya can only be entered by descendants of the Ye family.
For a moment, Lu Zhiruo felt a little dazed and helpless, not knowing what to do!
Ye Mingzhu couldn't help at the moment, she tried to repair the dantian for Lu Zhiruo and Ye Wanwan, but unfortunately, the Hunyuan Qi didn't work, as for the Lianhua Holy Body, it was useful, but it couldn't be transferred.
"Take care along the way!" Ye Mingzhu sighed and patted Lu Zhiruo's shoulder lightly.
Lu Zhiruo smiled, turned and left Mount Qingcheng.
Looking at her back that was drifting away, Ye Mingzhu also felt a little lost in her heart.
This farewell, I don't know when we will meet again, or maybe we will never see each other again.
Sighing slightly, Ye Mingzhu went to the back mountain valley alone.
Under a waterfall, Ye Mingzhu jumped directly into a lake.
The lake water is cool and comfortable, washing the pores of Ye Mingzhu's body, making Ye Mingzhu feel extremely comfortable.
With the immersion in the lake water, Ye Mingzhu felt a burst of warmth all over her body, and the pain on her body gradually eased, part of the meridians that were originally painful also recovered, and her spirit became more and more full.
Feeling that her physical condition is getting better and better, Ye Mingzhu couldn't help showing a faint smile on her face.
After staying in the lake for a long time, Ye Mingzhu slowly climbed out of the lake.
At this moment, Ye Mingzhu's clothes were already wet and sticking to her body.
Her figure is exquisite and well-proportioned, with uneven curves wrapped in wet clothes, revealing a hint of temptation.
There was a faint pink halo on the tender skin, which looked extremely attractive.
After a while, Ye Mingzhu took out a set of clean clothes from the storage ring and changed into them. She came to the entrance of the cave and looked at the vast blue lake outside, her mood suddenly calmed down.
Now that I think about it, she was indeed too impulsive today.
If it wasn't for Grandpa Mu's help, and Xiaobai's support, I'm afraid it would be difficult for me to get out of Qingxuanzong!
As for the so-called Meng Lang, it was just a dream!
With a faint smile, Ye Mingzhu put on a veil and hat and headed towards the top of the mountain.
The fatigue all over her body has almost dissipated, and now, her mood is much better.
After half an hour.
Ye Mingzhu had already reached the top of Mount Qingcheng, and when she was about to sacrifice the Moonlight habitually, she realized that the sword had already been returned to that person, and their fate was over.
Afterwards, he took out a Qingfeng sword from the ring, and began to practice swordsmanship.
Today, Meng Xinghe's Qinglian swordsmanship made her comprehend some new essences.
Thinking of those moves, a smile appeared on the corner of Ye Mingzhu's mouth.
Although this Qinglian swordsmanship is the most powerful martial art of Qingxuanzong, it is not an excellent martial skill.
Over the years, she has been studying various swordsmanship cheats, and she has gained a lot.
She has been studying these exercise secrets, and now she has mastered many exercise secrets left by her ancestors, even if she meets a master, she will not be afraid.
Of course, the most important thing now is to practice Qinglian Sword Technique more proficiently.
As her strength increased, her true energy also became stronger, and Qinglian's swordsmanship would naturally be practiced at higher and higher levels.
Nowadays, Qinglian Sword Technique has completely mastered the thirteen moves, but it cannot be used easily. Therefore, in today's battle, Ye Mingzhu has been restraining her sword moves and never used Qinglian Sword Technique. She only used some sword moves from other sects.
As for Xuantian Palm, its power is too domineering and consumes too much energy. Now Ye Mingzhu has only practiced the fifth form.
At this time, Ye Mingzhu brought up the Qingfeng sword again, and began to practice Qinglian swordsmanship.
"Bang. Bang. Bang!"
Until the sixth form, the light of the sword in Ye Mingzhu's hand was flickering and flickering, and there was a sharp sound of breaking the wind, the power was astonishing, and every time the sword was swung, it brought a splash of water.
Sword lights criss-crossed, like drizzle flying all over the sky, dense like a storm.
Among the sword lights, there are streaks of silvery sword lights, like snowflakes blooming in the sky.
One after another, dazzling brilliance illuminates the world.
These silvery-white radiances, like strips of flowing silk, drew gorgeous tracks in Ye Mingzhu's hands, forming beautiful and dazzling sword nets.
Every move and style contains a unique sense of beauty.
The sword light flickered.
Sword light vertically and horizontally.
After practicing the ten moves, until the No. 11 move, Ye Mingzhu suddenly raised the Qingfeng sword and drew a circle in the void. Immediately, sword lights condensed in that circle.
"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"
More than ten sword lights, with bursts of sharp whistling sound, bombarded towards the surrounding vegetation like dozens of meteors, and the thick trees immediately fell apart.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
A series of explosions sounded, and the grass was splashed by the blasted rocks, making it a mess.
"This move of sword light seems to be much more powerful than when I just practiced it!"
Looking at the grass that had been blasted to pieces, Ye Mingzhu's eyes lit up, and a look of joy appeared on her face.
This move is Qinglian swordsmanship No. 11: Falling Stars!
It is also the missing part of Qingxuanzong.
Then, Ye Mingzhu practiced the No.12 pose again!
With the arms raised, beams of bright sword light burst out from the Qingfeng sword, like fireworks blooming, dazzling and charming.
"Pfft!"
"Crack!"
Following Ye Mingzhu's movements, those sword lights that bloomed turned into slender sharp blades in the void, cutting towards the surrounding vegetation one after another.
Each sharp blade is enough to cut gold and iron, and it is unparalleled in sharpness!
This move is Qinglian swordsmanship No. 12: Three Flowers Gathering on the Top!
As for the No.13 style, it is the strongest blow of Qinglian swordsmanship!
This move is called Qinglian Swordsmanship No. 13: Qinglian in full bloom!
The sword light flew over like green lotuses blooming in full bloom.
"Whoo! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The thirteen sword lights, like a huge vortex, whirled wildly, crushing all the plants and trees in front of them.
"Clap! Clap!"
Thick and towering ancient trees fell to the ground instantly!
All of a sudden, the entire forest was razed to the ground.
Looking at the stumped limbs and broken arms all over the floor, Ye Mingzhu was slightly shocked.
Compared with her previous swordsmanship, this power is much stronger, and the power is also greater. If she uses it with all her strength, the power will definitely be greatly improved.
Just as Ye Mingzhu was preparing to practice Xuantian Palm, a slightly familiar voice suddenly came from nearby.
"Ancestor!!"
Ye Mingzhu followed the sound and saw that it was Zhao Mingxuan standing not far away, staring at her with scorching eyes. His original aloof attitude had long since disappeared, and only his face was full of unconcealable excitement.
Before Ye Mingzhu could react, Zhao Mingxuan ran up to her, and knelt down on his knees like a dog, and said in an extremely respectful tone:
"Qingxuanzong's No.30 Eighth Generation Chief Disciple Zhao Mingxuan, join the Patriarch!"
The voice is generous, powerful, and powerful.
Ye Mingzhu was dumbfounded for a moment, and stayed where she was at a loss.
"I never thought that I, Zhao Mingxuan, would meet my ancestor by chance in the mountains during my lifetime. It is truly a blessing from God. Disciple, I will pay my respects to my ancestor again!"
He kowtowed three times while talking.
"Old Ancestor, your swordsmanship is really superb, your swordsmanship is really amazing, my disciples admire you, you are the pride of our Qingxuan Sect!"
Zhao Mingxuan was so excited that he was incoherent and stuttered.
The swordsmanship practice of every move and style just now made him amazed!
(End of this chapter)