Zhenwu Mountain was originally named Shenjian Mountain.
The old man of Divine Sword is the owner of Divine Sword Mountain.
Decades ago.
The Taoist of Longshan traveled here and met the old man Divine Sword. The old man Divine Sword had a hot temper. The two had a dispute for some reason. Then the old man Divine Sword made a bet himself. If he lost, he would give him Divine Sword Mountain.
Unexpectedly, he was really defeated by Taoist Longshan.
Taoist Longshan had no choice but to refuse.
But the old man from Divine Sword kept his promise and took the initiative to leave with his servants.
In the end, Taoist Longshan simply rebuilt the Zhenwu Sect on this Divine Sword Mountain.
But this matter is not over.
The old man of Divine Sword was very dissatisfied. After seeing the Taoist Longshan established the Zhenwu Sect, he also founded the Divine Sword Sect in a row, and the two made a ten-year agreement. Every ten years from now on, the old man of Divine Sword would go to Zhenwu Mountain to fight the Taoist Longshan.
If he wins, he can get it back to Zhenwu Mountain.
The relationship between the two families was formed from then on.
But it's obvious.
The Taoist of Longshan is even more talented. The old man of Divine Sword decades ago was just a chess game. But now, the Taoist of Longshan has completed the Yuan Dan and has half his foot in the realm of heaven and man. The old man of Divine Sword has just stepped into the Yuan Dan.
The previous decade-long appointment.
The old man from Divine Sword left in disappointment.
But every time it comes as promised.
Ning Qi couldn't help but smile as he thought about these things.
In his opinion, his master and the old man of Divine Sword might have been close friends back then, but the old man of Divine Sword had a bad temper and could not let go of his face.
However, now the old man of Divine Sword has gone up the mountain again to fulfill his contract. As one of the true disciples of the Zhenwu Sect, he naturally has to show up.
Ning Qi's steps were steady and light, and his hands were like a little adult.
Behind him is a white ape. The white ape is now wearing a Taoist robe, but the exposed hair is like snow and the eyes are lively, making people feel magical at first sight. With the contrast, Ning Qi looks more and more extraordinary.
At this moment, the disciples of the Zhenwu Sect gathered together, and the true disciples also arrived one by one.
"Is that the Ninth Master Uncle?"
"I didn't expect that Uncle Ninth Master is so young, I'm afraid he's only seven or eight years old. I wonder if he has entered the martial arts world?"
Some new three-generation disciples were curious and talked about it.
They were surprised to see the mischievous white ape now following Ning Qi so well.
Some second-generation disciples greeted him with a smile.
He called Senior Brother Jiu.
Ning Qi nodded with a smile.
The Zhenwu Sect is united in its heart and rarely has any dirty things.
Thanks to Ning Qi's improved Body Tempering Sphere, the foundation of the Zhenwu Sect has begun to show, and the cultivation of disciples in the Body Tempering Realm must exceed their peers.
"I have met Master and all my seniors."
Ning Qi walked to the front and saluted respectfully.
The same is true for white apes.
Taoist Longshan smiled when he caressed his beard.
Luo Wentian and others smiled when they saw Ning Qi. In the past year, except for some special days, they rarely saw Ning Qi and missed him very much.
"Xiaojiu, you have grown taller again!"
The fifth senior brother Jiang Baishandao.
"Yes, the little shit boy from back then is getting bigger and bigger now."
Everyone was sighing that time passed so quickly.
I always feel that Ning Qicai was just carried to Zhenwu Mountain yesterday. I didn’t expect that five years have passed in a flash, and Ning Qi has grown so big.
After a while.
The eighth disciple Qin Yun is here.
He first accused Taoist Longshan, and then he smiled and greeted all the brothers.
In the past two years, Qin Yun has become more and more diligent in practicing martial arts, and he is almost about to become a martial arts fanatic.
His eyes fell on Ning Qi and said with a smile:
"Xiaojiu, you are here."
He was a little surprised and puzzled, and could not see Ning Qi's reality at all.
Ning Qi nodded and smiled:
"I originally thought I was working hard enough, but I didn't expect that Senior Brother Eight was a little later than me."
Qin Yun said helplessly:
"There is no way, if you don't have enough qualifications, you can only work hard to get it."
Taoist Longshan frowned slightly when he heard this.
During these days, most of his energy was devoted to breaking through to the heavenly beings, and all the affairs inside the sect were handed over to his eldest disciple Luo Wentian. Even other disciples did not have so much energy to worry about. He had heard Luo Wentian mention Qin Yun’s mad practice before.
Now it seems that it may be even more excessive than I imagined.
Martial arts are about perseverance and relaxation.
He planned to find some time to talk to Qin Yun.
With Qin Yun's talent that is not inferior to his own, he doesn't have to worry about it at all. He follows the steps and his future achievements will only be above him.
As for Ning Qi, he is different.
Taoist Longshan knew that this little disciple could not judge it by common sense.
While thinking.
There was already movement at the foot of the mountain.
Everyone's eyes were all looking.
One after another, the figures carrying long swords rushed over, like a magic sword flying, with extremely fast speed, looking at the mountains and fields like flat ground, and it also had a sharp aura.
"Is the Divine Sword Step created by the Divine Sword Old Man? It's indeed extraordinary."
Ning Qi nodded secretly.
He used to observing the subtleties of it, and a little inspiration came into his heart, which was the resource and foundation for growth.
Taoist Longshan laughed and took the initiative to meet him:
"Brother Divine Sword is indeed a believer. He never arrives early or late."
A cold snorted sound:
"Longshan Bull Nose, please stop talking sarcastic words here."
All the disciples of the Zhenwu Sect showed displeasure, but Taoist Longshan was not displeased and still smiled. He knew that the old man of Divine Sword had such a personality.
Ning Qi looked away.
I saw a strong and powerful old man with a fierce dragon spirit appeared in front of everyone. His eyes were sharp and he was carrying a long sword. The sword was wider and longer than an ordinary sword, and it was very domineering.
It is the old man of Divine Sword.
Behind the old man of Divine Sword are disciples of Divine Sword Sect.
These disciples of the Divine Sword Sect were all wearing strong suits, with majestic weapons and showing their sharpness. However, the eyes of the disciples of the Zhenwu Sect were very unkind. Ning Qi looked very familiar with that. If a child was snatched up by an older child and could not beat him, he would basically have this expression.
However, one of them attracted Ning Qi's attention.
It was a white and tender little fat man, carrying a sword on his back, but he looked around and had a runny nose, looking like he didn't look very smart.
He met Ning Qi's gaze, his eyes lit up, he giggled, and was pulled by a senior brother of the Divine Sword Sect next to him.
Ning Qi smiled back.
"Brother Divine Sword, I haven't seen him for ten years, and my style remains the same."
Taoist Longshan sighed.
The old man of Divine Sword looked a little slow. He looked at Taoist Longshan, feeling a little shocked. He could no longer see through the other party's reality.
The old man of Divine Sword couldn't help asking:
"That step has you taken?"
Taoist Longshan shook his head:
“It’s still a little bit short.”
The old man from Divine Sword was silent. After a moment, he couldn't help but feel sour:
"You bull's nose, you have been doing well in Zhenwu Mountain over the years."
Taoist Longshan smiled and said:
"Thank you to Brother Shenjian, Zhenwu Mountain is indeed a blessed land."
The old man from Divine Sword turned black, and he always felt that the guy on the other side was extremely angry, but he could not refute it.
He could only snort coldly:
"Stop being proud of it, Zhenwu Mountain is just for you to keep it for the time being."
Taoist Longshan shook his head and laughed, and he said sincerely:
"As long as Brother Divine Sword speaks, I will return this Zhenwu Mountain to you, and I will find another place."
"Stop, stop!"
The old man from Divine Sword shouted angrily.
"Stop giving me this trick. Why do I need others to point fingers in my life? Since I lost Zhenwu Mountain to you, I will not break my promise. Even if I want to get it back, I have to be upright!"
"Longshan Bull Nose, do you think you are not my opponent and want to give in first?"
"I tell you, it's impossible!"
"You might have forgotten the ten-year agreement, right?"
The old man from Divine Sword had his hair and beard and his aura was powerful, while the disciples of Divine Sword Sect held their heads up and their chests were raised.
Chapter completed!