The heavens begin from practicing swords in the palace

The Zhao family, the elders' meeting in the family, opens in January.

In the world of great martial arts, martial arts are the most respected, and the Zhao family is no exception.

The evaluation of the elders in this clan is based on force.

In terms of seniority, neither Zhao Changhong nor Zhao Asheng can occupy the positions of Patriarch and Great Elder.

If these two were not the Patriarch and Great Elder, they would definitely not work hard, or even find another way out.In this way, the Zhao family will inevitably decline. Therefore, natural selection, in a world where the weak prey on the strong, respects the strong.

As for the elders in the family, there is only one requirement, that is, a martial artist who is above the third level of martial arts and has the blood of the Zhao family.

Today's Zhao Qiu is already a martial artist in the third level of martial arts, and he can become an elder as long as he passes the inspection of a group of elders in the elders' meeting.

"Hehe... the position of elder is not what I want! The world is so vast, why bother to be trapped in one corner. It's just that the karma of the original owner has to be settled by this opportunity!"

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In the other courtyard, Zhao Qiu held a three-foot green sword in his hand, and he danced the sword at will.

The swordsmanship he uses has no moves at all, it's just based on his mind, just like a child playing around, it seems to be completely out of order.

However, if there are swordsmen watching from one side, you can see that the random dancing of swordsmanship is actually a hidden method, and the connection between each sword is like flowing clouds and flowing water.

This is the difference between masters of swordsmanship and children dancing swords. Although children dance swords, they dance with their own minds, but there are no rules and regulations.

Although the swords in the hands of the masters of swordsmanship have no moves, like an antelope's horns, without any traces, but the rules are rigorous, and a simple move is already the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

Afterwards, Zhao Qiu took away the long sword, took off the thick back saber on his back, and performed the seven-kill saber technique.

For a moment, the sword light and cold shadow filled the air with murderous aura.

Following the obscure sword art he recited in his mouth, his eyes gradually turned red like blood.

Groups of gloomy saber lights erupted from his hands.

Seven styles in one, one knife and seven kills.

Hundreds of changes, combined into one style, cut out with one knife.

The direction of the blade is exactly where the murderous intent is concentrated.

In this other courtyard, ten feet away from Zhao Qiu's body, there was an old tree with entangled roots, which fell down in response to the saber energy!

A deep knife mark was also left on the ground where the knife energy passed.

Zhao Qiu put away the thick-backed saber again, thinking: "With this saber and sword, as well as light skills such as supernatural powers and changes, plus this third-level martial arts cultivation, it is enough to fight against fourth-level warriors! "

...

On this day, dawn broke, and the sound of cocks crowed endlessly.

At this time, although the light is about to come, the light cannot be seen.

Zhao Qiu sat cross-legged in meditation, breathing slowly.

Suddenly, the first ray of sunlight pierced through the endless darkness in an instant.

A stream of purple air illuminates the mountains and rivers.

Finally, a tiny energy ion was attracted and captured by Zhao Qiu, but he opened his mouth and sucked the energy ion into his body.

Zhao Qiu slowly opened his eyes, then got up, and went to wash and eat after practicing his fists and feet.

After the meal, Qing Yu came to put away the bowls and chopsticks, and when she turned around, she hesitated and stopped talking.

Zhao Qiu smiled and said, "If there's anything, just say what you want! I'll listen!"

Qing Yu sighed: "You have also trapped Miss Biao for fifteen days! But I don't know when Eldest Young Master will let her go?"

Zhao Qiu sighed, and said: "When today's event is settled, I will let her go back!"

Qing Yu curled her lips, seemed to be in a bad mood, immediately stopped talking and left the other courtyard.

After Qing Yu left, Zhao Qiu lifted the bed curtain, and saw Wen Lanyue lying on it, with a terrified expression on her pretty face.

Zhao Qiu showed a gentle smile and said, "You heard it just now, I will let you go after today's elder meeting is over!"

Suddenly, he stretched out his fingers and opened Wen Lanyue's acupuncture points.

Wen Lanyue was about to cry, and said, "You! What are you going to do? For the past fifteen days, every day you..."

Zhao Qiu said with a smile: "I will let you go later, I have to ask you for some interest..."

...

The Zhao family, the meeting hall.

The head of the family sits high on the throne, and the twelve elders below him sit in turn.

Zhao Jiaxiong established Luoye Town, intimidated several small towns around it, and affected half of the county town. All the reliance was here.

Two quadruple warriors and eleven triple warriors, tied together by blood ties, are a force that controls the county.

At the first place on the left, sat a white-haired old man with dark eyes, a straight nose and thin lips, quite imposing.This person is the prestigious Great Elder Zhao Asheng.

At this time, a young man with a sword on his back came uninvited.

It was Zhao Qiu who came.

"The meeting of the elders has nothing to do with others, leave the venue quickly!" An old man said, and the person who spoke was Zhao Acai, Zhao Asheng's brother.

However, Zhao Qiu had no intention of leaving. He scratched his head, found a dusty stool from a corner, and moved it to the end on the right.

After gently wiping the stool, Zhao Qiu sat down slowly, and then raised his legs.

That Zhao Long is also the elder of the Zhao family, he couldn't help sneering a few times, and said: "It seems that the master of the family has no way!"

"Why should you blame me for the matter of my Patriarch!" Zhao Changhong's expression was rather embarrassing.

"Qiu'er! Get out! Don't be ashamed of yourself here!"

Zhao Qiu smiled slightly, and said, "What does Patriarch mean?"

Zhao Changhong was already a little angry, and said in a deep voice: "You are not the elder of my Zhao family, leave now!"

Zhao Qiudao: "Could it be that the elders have changed the rules again?"

Zhao Asheng glanced at Zhao Qiu, then fixed his eyes on Zhao Changhong, and said, "Lingzi seems a little presumptuous!"

Zhao Changhong's face became more and more embarrassing, and when he was about to get angry, he heard Zhao Qiu say: "According to the clan rules, a triple martial artist can be the elder of my Zhao family!"

Zhao Long looked at Zhao Qiu like a fool and said, "Since you know, why don't you leave quickly..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Long was stunned for a moment, his face was full of disbelief, and he said after a long time: "It turns out that you also broke into the third level of martial arts!"

Zhao Qiu laughed and said, "Elder Zhao Long is too polite!"

Even the original owner's father, the current Patriarch Zhao Changhong showed an incredulous look, and said, "Qiu'er, have you really broken into the third level of martial arts?"