Fantasy: Simplify the skills and become a master from a minion

Chapter 1033

The Bishui Sect is not very big, but it is dozens of times larger than the Bingjia Sect in Daqian.

This sect has power over more than a dozen empires, and its headquarters is in the Bishui Empire.

The Bishui Empire is separated from Dazhou by two empires.

These two empires also have sects.

However, this sect is about the same size as the Bingjia Sect and is affiliated with the Bishui Sect.

Chu Qing ignored these two small sects and went straight to the Bishui headquarters.

Bishui Mountain:

The Biluo Sect is busy.

Some people are learning from each other.

Some people are practicing martial arts.

Some people are brewing secret medicine.

Some people are being affectionate.

The one guarding the mountain gate is a flesh and blood martialist who has reached the end of the road.

With his status, he should be an elder in the sect.

However, after becoming an elder, he has to deal with many trivial matters.

He doesn't like it.

What he likes is to watch the young disciples go up and down the mountain with vigor on their faces.

He likes to watch the outside sects, organizations, and warriors go up the mountain respectfully.

The job of guarding the mountain gate gives him unprecedented spiritual satisfaction.

Whenever he sees some wild warriors kneeling at the mountain gate and begging, and the blood dripping when they kowtow and stain the steps red, he can feel his spirit sublimated.

Whenever he tricks wild warriors, cuts off their feet, and then is completely driven down the mountain by him, he can feel the sublimated spirit, rising and sublimating again.

At this time:

A young woman kowtows and begs him to enter the mountain gate, practice martial arts, and then go down the mountain to take revenge.

The gatekeeper laughs strangely and makes all kinds of unreasonable demands.

The woman does everything for the sake of giving.

The gatekeeper was still dissatisfied and said, "To practice martial arts, you need to be able to endure loneliness!"

"Can you endure it?"

The woman kowtowed, blood all over her face: "Yes!"

The gatekeeper shook his head: "I'm afraid you can't, so how about this, you cut off your feet, and you can't move, which shows that you can endure loneliness."

Snap!

The gatekeeper threw a rusty axe to the woman.

There was blood rust on it.

The woman was stunned.

"Without both feet, how can I practice martial arts?"

The gatekeeper sighed: "See, you don't even want to endure loneliness."

"If you can't endure loneliness, how can you improve your martial arts?"

"Go down the mountain!"

The woman burst into tears.

And the gatekeeper laughed up to the sky.

The woman cried, and when she heard the harsh laughter, she was angry and sad: "The people of the Bishui Sect don't want me to join the sect at all."

"If that's the case, you can just kill me, why humiliate me like this?"

"But I want revenge!"

She trembled with her hands, picked up the axe, and prepared to chop off her feet.

For revenge, it doesn't matter even if she becomes disabled.

But she was still worried. If she became disabled, would she still be able to practice martial arts in the future?

Can she still take revenge?

She was entangled and desperate.

Suddenly, the harsh laughter stopped.

The woman looked up and saw the gatekeeper raising his head, opening his mouth, staring at the distance in amazement.

The woman hesitated, turned around, and looked in the direction of the gatekeeper's sight.

The sky should have been clear, but I don't know when there was a layer of dark clouds.

The dark clouds were like the rising tide of the Black Water River, rushing and surging, roaring towards the Bishui Sect.

Maybe it was a second.

Maybe it was a minute!

Or maybe an hour.

The woman saw a figure far away.

She blinked, and the figure appeared in front of her.

This was a man.

A young and handsome man.

He was more elegant and handsome than any man she had ever seen.

Looking at the man, the woman was stunned.

The man looked at the woman, the blood on the steps, and the gatekeeper across the street.

"I'll use the axe!"

The woman handed the axe to him stupidly.

When the man took the axe and his fingers touched her palm, she came back to her senses.

"Why should I listen to a stranger?"

"Who is he?"

"Is he a human?"

"He flashed over in an instant... Is he... abnormal?"

She turned her head stupidly and looked at the man.

The man weighed the axe and walked towards the gatekeeper.

Step! Step! Step!

The man walked over the steps that countless people had knocked their heads on, and walked over the mountain gate that outsiders would never walk through without permission.

The gatekeeper's eyes shrank, and he had thousands of words to say.

But, with all his strength, he could only say one sentence:

"Who are you?"

Crack!

The axe that had chopped off the legs of countless wild warriors flashed a red light and split the gatekeeper in half.

Blood spurted into the sky.

The two halves of the gatekeeper's body fell down the mountain gate.

"Me?"

"Chu Qing!"

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The woman kneeling at the mountain gate, look atChu Qing looked at the gatekeepers behind the two doors, a little confused.

"I'm here to join the Bishui Sect!"

"But, it seems that this Bishui Sect is going to be cut down by a man named Chu Qing?"

"What should I do?"

"Who will help me?"

Shouting and killing came from not far away.

She looked up and looked.

One by one, the young men rushed towards Chu Qing.

Then, she saw Chu Qing swinging an axe.

Crack!

Crack!

He raised his axe and fell just like that - the young men became corpses, leaving behind hot blood, watering the mountain gate they were proud of.

When Chu Qing walked from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, many warriors stopped him.

But - they didn't stop him.

When he walked from the mountainside to the top of the mountain, no one stopped him.

On the top of the mountain:

The Biluo Sect Master, who was more than 300 years old, was stunned for a moment after hearing Chu Qing's name.

Then, he ordered people to ring the bell at the fastest speed.

The bell roared, representing a life-and-death crisis.

The strong men who were in seclusion in the sect broke out.

"Who broke into the mountain gate?"

"Which direction is the enemy in?"

Some young disciples said in panic: "The enemy is Chu Qing!"

"He killed his way up from the mountain gate!"

"Many members of the sect died!"

"Why is that Chu Qing so scary?"

As the disciple spoke, Tao Tao burst into tears.

The strong men in seclusion frowned.

Some old strong men who had been in seclusion for four or five years, or even more than ten years, were full of murderous aura:

"What Chu Qing, or not, take my weapons and follow me to kill the enemy!"

And the strong men who had been in seclusion for one or two years had slightly changed faces.

They thought about Chu Qing's name, and finally found that their memories seemed to be covered.

Some strong men roared, urging the spiritual secrets to forcibly break through the fog of memory and search for Chu Qing's memory.

After seeing the memory, they were horrified: "It turned out to be him!"

Chu Qing, a pure killing god!

The strong men who knew about Chu Qing's past retreated quietly and ordered their left and right: "Quick, pack up the gold and silver and go to the back mountain!"

Left and right were confused: "Elder... How can you retreat without fighting?"

Bang!

The strong man slapped the left and right heads.

"Idiot!"

"Chu Qing killed me who just reached the end of the path with just one finger!"

"I fucking go up and die, and it won't waste much of his energy!"

"It's better to keep a useful body, accumulate strength for the sect, and wait for a comeback!"

There were many retreating strong men in the back mountain. They fled in panic and saw the current sect master also fleeing.

"Master? What are you doing?"

"Chu Qing is terrible, we can't stop him at all!"

"Go, follow me to call the old master and the foundation of the sect!"

Many powerful people who wanted to escape were moved:

"That's right!"

"No matter how powerful Chu Qing is, can he still fight against our foundation accumulated for thousands of years?"

"If Chu Qing wants to break our sect, he must pay the price of blood!"

At this time:

Chu Qing walked to the top of the mountain, he swung the axe, and chopped casually:

"The Great Zhou surrenders to me!"

"The Queen of the Great Zhou kneels down to me!"

"You bunch of scum, actually want to seize the territory of my ministers?"

"You want to make the Queen who kneels down to me a slave?"

"How dare you think so?"

He raised his axe and blood flowed all over the ground.