The master is so popular that his disciples want to commit crimes against him.

Tang Yixien didn't understand what was going on, so he took two steps forward and stretched out his hand into the air above the sea of ​​swords.

Swish, brush, brush---

Dozens of swords came towards Tang Yixin's palm, vying to stay on Tang Yixin's palm.

It's as if you can choose whatever you want.

"Except my father, no one can do this." Sheng Qingye said with a smile.

Sheng Qingye in front of him smiled like a child, so genuine and sparkling.

Tang Yixien couldn't help but be in a trance for a moment.

At this moment, a buzzing sound was heard.

The Liuguang Sword suddenly vibrated, and Tang Yixien instinctively drew the sword from its sheath.

From the moment it was unsheathed, the silver light of the sword was dazzling and a silver arc of light flashed out, drawing a streak of light in the air.

Ping ping!

The Liuguang Sword cut through the sword that was resting in Tang Yixin's palm.

The chopped sword trembled slightly, flew back to its original position at an extremely fast speed, and stood in the air, not daring to move.

These swords don’t want to stay in the sword circle anymore because they dare to compete with it for its master.

The Flowing Sword was suspended in the air, and the light at the tip of the sword was undoubtedly the brightest here.

"The Liuguang Sword is jealous. Its sword spirit is extraordinary." Sheng Qingye said.

Tang Yixi nodded, still feeling a lingering fear.

Even though Tang Yixin was obedient and begged for mercy, Liuguang Sword seemed to be really angry.

After showing its luminous power, it flew in front of the swords and stared at them intently.

The swords began to tremble in their original positions, but the Liuguang Sword's aura was too strong, and soon the sea of ​​swords became a mess.

Like a rain of swords,

Hundreds of swords flew back into their scabbards on the ground.

Sheng Qingye felt pain in his knees and he was going to kneel as punishment again.

These swords were hanging in the air, but his father had spent several days placing them there.

Tang Yixin seemed to feel that the situation was a bit serious and wanted to help to sort it out, but they were too scared to come out.

As for what happens next, it all depends on Patriarch Sheng.

On their way back, Tang Yixin and Sheng Qingye happened to pass by the martial arts training ground.

Hundreds of Sheng family disciples were practicing the Sheng family's unique Qigong boxing in the martial arts field, with powerful and majestic momentum.

Sheng Qingye frowned. He never saw so many people gathered together on normal days.

And it won’t take that long to practice.

What's going on today?

At this time, the head of the Sheng family walked over and looked at Sheng Qingye with a stern expression.

After Sheng Qingye saluted, he immediately jumped onto the martial arts field.

Naturally, he also wants to practice together.

"Young Master Tang, do the disciples of the Tang family usually practice in this way?"

"Yeah." Tang Yixien nodded slightly.

I thought to myself: Not really.

Sure enough, liking to show off is a common problem among family heads.

But this strength should not be underestimated.

Apart from his weakness of Sheng Qingye, the head of the Sheng family doesn't care much about power and status, and is absolutely loyal to the Tang family.

By the way, I'm a sword fanatic.

"Qingye's mother passed away early, and he has a bit of a wild temper. From now on, he will be handed over to you." The head of the Sheng family said with a serious look.

"He is my disciple, so naturally." Tang Yixin looked at Sheng Qingye, who stood out among the disciples.

It was hinted at in vain.

The head of the Sheng family sighed in his heart, thinking that his performance this morning was all in vain.

He didn't know that all his swords were useless.

Just in these few days, the promotion competition for Tang family disciples began.

It is held every year.

The Tang family became busy, so Tang Yixin and Sheng Qingye returned to Biling Peak.

The promotion competition means that all outer disciples can be selected to become inner disciples of the Tang family through the competition.

There is an opportunity to enter various peaks for cultivation.

Guoguo had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. He was currently practicing hard on a vacant lot in the back mountain of the Tang family.

It was early summer, the sun was scorching, and sweat was streaming down Guoguo's forehead.

His swordsmanship is still very similar to Tang Yixien's, but it's not intentional. The influence of his enlightenment teacher is ingrained in him.

And Guoguo doesn't want to change.

"Lin Guoguo!"

A woman rushed out from the woods, her pretty face showing a hint of anger, her almond eyes wide open, and her cheeks flushed pink from her anxious search for someone.

"Why did you throw away the snacks I gave you again?" Yiran shouted at Guoguo.

"Thank you for your kindness, Miss. I'm not worthy of it." Guoguo bit her lip and thrust out a sword with force.

"you.."

Seeing that no one was even looking at her, Yiran turned around and left angrily, wearing a peach-pink long dress, with a graceful and elegant figure like a willow.

Yiran is becoming more and more charming.

The peach pink color left angrily. Lin Guoguo paused, lowered her eyes sadly, and looked a little lonely.

Yesterday, Yi Ran's eight brothers came to him and said they would give him money and ask him to leave his sister.

He was just a poor boy from the outer sect and was not even qualified to be a toad.

Of course he didn't want the money, but it greatly stimulated Guoguo.

He really doesn't deserve Yi Ran, doesn't he?

Thinking of this, I feel depressed for some reason.

Therefore, he practiced here early in the morning, thinking of at least becoming an inner disciple first.

His self-esteem felt like it was being crushed.

Young people have strong self-esteem, so don’t bully them because they are poor.

Guoguo turned around swiftly, and with a gust of sword wind, the leaves on the opposite side fell down one after another.

As the sun set, Guoguo put away his sword and walked back slowly.

He did not return to Chaohua Villa where his disciples lived, but came to the grove next to the wall, which was the closest place to Biling Peak.

Whenever he was sad, he would stand here for a while.

Among them is his respected benefactor.

Sometimes people need spiritual support.

His spiritual support is his benefactor Tang Yixin.

Guoguo lowered his head and looked at the weeds on the ground.

He didn't know how to face Yiran.

He could feel Yiran's love, like a ball of fire.

He wanted to get closer, but he was afraid.

Afraid of being burned to ashes.

People should not desire things that do not belong to them.

The little boy was lost in confusion.

In the sunset, there was another shadow behind his shadow.

Turning around, I saw Tang Yixien already behind me.

After all, this place is right next to Biling Peak.

This time, he finally met Tang Yixien.

When Tang Yixien returned to Biling Peak, he saw a disciple acting suspiciously there. When he walked over, he saw it was Guoguo.

He noticed that Guoguo looked depressed.

Tang Yixien waited patiently for Guoguo to tell him what happened.

Tang Yixin has some experience in how to enlighten ignorant teenagers who are full of thoughts.

Although he was guiding the three disciples in the wrong direction, they all directed their guidance at him.

But Guoguo is different, Guoguo is trapped by love.

Guoguo expressed her thoughts and looked at Tang Yixin with confusion.

"You have thought so much, but have you ever asked Yiran? Does she dislike you?" Tang Yixian persuaded in a clear and gentle tone.

Guoguo's eyes lit up.

Yeah, he didn’t ask Yi Ran either.

After paying his respects, Guoguo turned and left, as if he had made some kind of decision.

What Tang Yixien didn't know was that this sentence was equivalent to pushing Guoguo into a wealthy family.

He didn't think too much about it, he just felt that Yiran was a girl who dared to love and hate, and she was pretty good, although she was a bit domineering when she was young.

It seems that he will prepare a gift soon.

The next day, Guoguo told Yiran that her eight brothers came to see him.