The heavens begin from practicing swords in the palace

While admiring the scenery in the mountains, Zhao Qiu avoided the disciples of the Ghost King Sect.

Halfway along the road, I suddenly heard a voice: "Who is your Excellency? Where are you going?"

Zhao Qiu smiled slightly, turned to the left, and saw a white-faced scholar.

The white-faced scholar's age seems to be not too old, but Zhao Qiu knows that the monks in this world are usually people who have lived for hundreds of years.

He couldn't guess the age of this white-faced scholar, but he still vaguely guessed who this person was.

Zhao Qiu sighed, and said: "I am Lin Jingyu from Qingyun sect, I was also an orphan in Caomiao village in the past, and Zhang Xiaofan of your noble sect was originally from the same family and from the same township."

The white-faced scholar frowned and said, "You came to see him?"

Zhao Qiu smiled and said, "Recently, I've been feeling homesick, and I always want to see my old friends! Please pass it on to Mr. Long."

Hearing what he said, the white-faced scholar's already frowning brows became even more furrowed.

After a long time, the white-faced scholar said: "You actually know my name?"

Zhao Qiu sighed: "300 years ago, under the command of the ghost king of the previous generation, there were four holy envoys Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, and Xuanwu. Your Excellency, it should be Qinglong! How can you not know it?"

Qinglong smiled, the fame and fortune in his heart had long been as indifferent as water, and then he said: "You and he were originally from the same family, although you are still from the same hometown today, but belong to different places, why bother to meet again?"

Zhao Qiu sneered and said, "You don't care about the rest, I just want to see him."

Qinglong shook his head and said, "You can't see him."

Zhao Qiu also shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, I have to see him today."

After saying that, his body immediately rose into the air, and with a movement of his right hand, countless green lights flashed.

A giant tree was uprooted immediately and lay across Zhao Qiu's body.

With a touch of his right finger, the tip of the huge tree moved forward.

"go with!"

Following Zhao Qiu's scolding, the giant tree flew towards Qinglong.

Qinglong was always on guard, but he was not in a hurry, instead of retreating, he rushed directly to the giant tree.

His body flickered, and when he was about to touch the giant tree, he suddenly soared into the air.

Then, with a kick of his right foot, he stepped on the top of the tree, and the clear light in his hand lit up, with six green lights, attacking Zhao Qiu in an instant.

Zhao Qiu smiled slightly, and a huge golden glow appeared in his left hand, blocking the six green glows.

That golden light not only stopped the six green lights from Qinglong, but also made the six green lights dissipate invisible, and even more powerfully went up to attack Qinglong.

At the same time, his right hand moved frequently, and the giant tree instantly stood up, attacking the green dragon above.

A piece of golden light and a giant tree attacked Qinglong from two different directions.

"Qiankun Qingguang Ring? Nine Heavens Profound Grade! It's nothing more than that!"

Zhao Qiu said with a cold snort.

Qinglong waved the long sleeve of his right hand one after another, spreading six walls of green light in front of and under his body.

It's a pity that after the branch of the giant tree touched the six green walls of light, although a third of it broke, the branch still attacked him.

"Crack!"

That piece of yellow light was also like a broken bamboo, breaking through the wall of green light in the blink of an eye.

After two or three breaths, a piece of yellow light and giant trees attacked in front of Qinglong.

Qinglong's face changed drastically, and he was about to die or be injured.

In an instant, that piece of yellow light disappeared immediately, and that giant tree also stood still.

It turned out that Zhao Qiu did not move after accepting the true method.

Qinglong's face was like ashes. In the past, he retired from the Ghost King Sect, found the Qiankun Qingguang ring, and practiced hard for a hundred years, in order to compete with the heroes of the world.

Unexpectedly, in today's battle, he was defeated by a young man who had only practiced for more than ten years.The depression in his heart can be imagined.

Qinglong sighed, knowing that the boy "Lin Jingyu" in front of him had kept his hand, otherwise, at this moment, he would either die or be injured.

Zhao Qiu said indifferently: "Please ask Mr. Long to lead the way!"

Qinglong showed helplessness, and he really led the way for him.

After walking for a while, Zhao Qiu said, "Mr. Long has already retired, why bother to reappear?"

One of the four great envoys of the Ghost King Sect, although he is a well-known figure in the Devil's Cult, he is always open-minded and affectionate, and he is actually a clean stream in the Devil's Cult.

Therefore, Zhao Qiu reminded him.

Qinglong's steps were stagnant, and he didn't speak, only silent.

Zhao Qiu knew the direction of the world and Qinglong's future fate, so he just said one sentence.

If Qinglong retired after hearing his words, maybe he could save his life in the future.

Although Qinglong heard this, he didn't seem to listen to it.

"Hey!"

Finally, Zhao Qiu stopped talking.

He may be able to influence the direction of the world, but it may not be as he wishes.

"Actually, what does it matter to me?" He smiled wryly in his heart.