Immortal Martial Eternal Life: Starting from the Heaven Swallowing Demon Tree

Chapter 52

"Junior Brother Qin, in your opinion, my talent is not bad, right?"

Seeing this, Xia Yishui asked.

"It's more than good. In the words of the vice-master, it's the No.50 martial arts school in the past 1 years."

Qin Yuan said, this is not a polite exaggeration.

Xia Yishui's talent is indeed extremely outstanding, even the Golden Sword Guard attaches great importance to it.

If Qin Yuan didn't have the help of the magic tree, let alone talk to Xia Yishui on the same level, he might not even be qualified to meet.

"In Qingshui City, my talent is indeed outstanding, but if you look at the entire state capital, especially the Golden Knife Guard, it's not enough."

Xia Yishui said.

"Although the Golden Sword Guard is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, it's not that fierce."

Qin Yuan said.

"The Golden Knife Guard who came to the martial arts gym last time was named Cheng Jingyu. When he was 15 years old, he started to practice in the middle of the year, and at the end of the year he practiced to perfection."

"At the age of 16, he stepped into the first level of blood training. At the age of 17, he reached the second level of blood training. At the age of 19, he reached the fourth level of blood training. At 21, he reached the fifth level of blood training."

"Now that he is only 24, he has passed the level of blood training and stepped into the level of real martial arts. What do you think of his talent?"

Xia Yishui mentioned Cheng Jingyu who came to the martial arts gym last time.

Information that Qin Yuan and others did not know was not a difficult task for the Xia family.

"Very fierce, no, it should be very fierce! But geniuses like Cheng Shichang, even among the Golden Knife Guards, should be very few, right?"

Qin Yuan said.

For Cheng Jingyu who he met in the past, he really thought that he was a genius from heaven.

Zhou Guyang, the owner of the pavilion who has cultivated for a lifetime, is a head shorter in front of him.

This is not only because of status, but more because of the strength and talent gap between the two sides.

Zhou Guyang has reached middle age, and the road to martial arts may have come to an end.

But Cheng Jingyu is only 24 to [-], it can be said that he is like the sun at eight or nine o'clock, full of vigor and unlimited potential in the future.

"If there are only a handful of them, then he is not a centurion, but a centurion."

Xia Yishui shook his head and smiled.

Her goal is to enter the state capital and become a golden knife guard.

But a Golden Knife Guard's chief has such an extraordinary talent in practice, which is enough to show how many monsters gather in the Golden Knife Camp in the state capital.

What's more, her real attempt was to use Jin Daowei as a springboard.

If she can't stand out in the Golden Knife Battalion, just becoming a Golden Knife Guard doesn't mean much to her.

Because of this, Xia Yishui devoted himself to cultivating hard, and seldom slacked off.

"It seems that the competition in the Golden Knife Battalion is extraordinary."

After Qin Yuan heard about it, he also had a general understanding of the situation in the Golden Knife Camp.

"It's natural. After all, the Golden Knife Camp has gathered the powerhouses of the entire state capital. The idlers cannot stand in the Golden Knife Camp."

"In fact, from the rules of our martial arts school, we can know a thing or two about the situation of the Golden Knife Camp."

Xia Yishui said.

"How to say?"

Qin Yuan asked curiously.

He knew that the first owner of the martial arts hall was the head of the Golden Knife Battalion, but he didn't understand Xia Yishui's words.

"There are two criteria for recruiting disciples in our martial arts hall. One is to recruit directly into the martial arts hall and train in the martial arts pavilion, and the other is to cast a wide net and wash the sand with big waves."

"Where do you think the standard of martial arts come from?"

Xia Yishui reminded.

"Could it be that the Golden Knife Battalion will also conduct special moves?"

Qin Yuan was awakened by a word.

He remembered what Zhou Lei had said, that many rules in the martial arts school were inherited from the Golden Knife Camp.

Could it be that these two criteria for recruiting disciples were also inherited from the Golden Knife Camp?

"That's right, only those who are recognized by the Golden Knife Battalion and specially recruited are considered true geniuses!"

Xia Yishui defines the standard of genius.

"It seems that there is really no slack for a moment."

Qin Yuan's eyes moved slightly.

Having said that, Qin Yuan didn't feel much pressure in his heart.

Cheng Jingyu breaks through the first stage of blood training in a year, and can become a master.

If he breaks through the first level in a few months, he will naturally pay more attention to it.

Moreover, in a place where geniuses gather, even if he shows his extraordinary talent, he will not hold back the attention.

In other words, the Golden Knife Battalion is the vast world that is more suitable for him.

"Don't worry, wait for the foundation to be laid before going to participate in the Golden Knife Guard assessment."

Qin Yuan suppressed his thoughts.

Although the golden knife guard has extraordinary privileges and status, it is also an extremely dangerous profession.

As long as there is turmoil in Ancient Yunzhou, the Golden Sword Guard will have to move.

That would be a head-on collision with the rebels and evil cultivators.

If you don't have enough strength, you don't know how you died.

Naturally, Qin Yuan had to secretly accumulate enough strength before going to the state capital.

……

The next day, it was New Year's Eve.

Everyone in the martial arts hall is busy preparing for New Year's Eve.

Qin Yuan and Xia Yishui didn't sit back and enjoy their success, they helped as much as possible.

At night, the entire martial arts hall is brightly lit.

Several martial arts teachers headed by Zhang Qingshan brought everyone in the martial arts hall to observe the new year together, bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, the scene was quite lively and warm.

New Year's Day.

Early in the morning, Zhang Qingshan arrived, and he took Qin Yuan and Xia Yishui to play in Qingshui City.

Watching operas, listening to music, lion dancing, dragon playing, cockfighting, horse racing, temple fairs, etc., are rich in entertainment.

"Grandpa, why do you have to go to the holy temple to offer incense this New Year's Eve?"

"Go to the holy temple to offer incense and pray on the first day of the new year, and the whole family will be safe and sound in the coming year!"

"Then the second uncle broke his leg last year, and he didn't see the holy temple..."

"Nizi, don't shut up..."

When he saw a large family of more than a dozen people going to the holy temple in a lively manner, Zhang Qingshan smiled unconsciously on his scarred face, as if he was recalling something.

"Daddy, I want this!"

"it is good!"

Qin Yuan didn't bother Zhang Qingshan, while looking around, he saw a somewhat familiar figure among the lively crowd.

That person was the fish vendor I met in the grass market in the past.

The rough-skinned, honest and honest peddler wore a clean and white thick robe.

On the left is a simple woman, and on the right is a three or four-year-old girl.

The little girl is lively and cute, wearing clean new clothes, holding candied haws and other snacks in her hands, jumping up and down, her little face is full of happy smiles.

"The years are quiet!"

Looking at the bustling scene in front of him, Qin Yuan couldn't help thinking of this.

If it wasn't for the fact that he had experienced life and death when he first came here, Qin Yuan might and would yearn for this kind of life.

But now, there is only one thought in Qin Yuan's head:
That is to become stronger!
Only when he is absolutely strong, will he think about marrying a wife and having children, and reunite his family.

Xia Yishui beside her also had envy in her bright eyes, but also a bit of loneliness.

Or.

The three of them were all the same, they looked lonely and out of place amidst the hustle and bustle.

The whole day, the three of them played around the city, which seemed a bit indulgent.

A noisy day passed.

On the second day of junior high school, the three of them returned to their original positions.

Zhang Qingshan was in charge of the affairs of the martial arts hall, and he was meticulous. Xia Yishui and Qin Yuan practiced hard again, and the hustle and bustle of the city was completely isolated.

On the tenth day of the lunar new year, people from the martial arts hall returned one after another, and the originally deserted martial arts hall gradually returned to its usual hustle and bustle.

(End of this chapter)