Peerless Spirit Master

   Chapter 91 When you wake up, follow to the death (one more)

   The scorching sun was scorching hot, the sky was cloudless, and the sky was as blue as a mighty sea. In the empty training ground, these two sentences echoed for a long time.

   "You guys, have you forgotten the Battle of Canglan fifteen years ago?"

   "Forgot, I once led you on an expedition, is my father Qing Fengya?"

The bodies of the    knights couldn't help but tremble slightly, and the faces that had always been resolute couldn't help twitching at this moment.

   How could I forget...

  How could they forget the battle of the blue sky that almost broke their hearts fifteen years ago?

   There are many knights in the current knights who have participated in the original battle. Fifteen years have passed, they have already grown from young teenagers to strong men, but they have forever lost the white-clothed young man they once followed.

  Fifteen years ago, Qing Fengya was ordered to lead the army into battle, and the knights followed him with high fighting spirit, and they almost defeated the orcs.

   However, due to the leak of the news, the food and grass were robbed, the way of life was cut off, there was no retreat, no advance, and in the end, the entire army was almost wiped out.

  Some old knights still remember that when they were ambushed that day, the young man in white was still calm and calm in the face of the army of orcs, without showing any fear.

   In a battlefield where fireworks were flying, he sat calmly on the horse, like a high mountain, standing still.

   At that moment, they felt that as long as this young man was around, they would be invincible.

   However, since ancient times, famous generals are like red faces, and white heads are not allowed to be seen in the world.

  Heroes will eventually fade away. In the end, they are no more than a handful of loess, and the prosperity will fade away in a blink of an eye.

   Before dying, Qing Fengya still held her head high. Even though she was dressed in white, she was already dripping with blood, and she was arrogant and scarred.

   But he still smiled, facing heaven and earth, bowed three times, and said solemnly: "This is the realm of the Nine Serenities, the journey is long, I would like to ask you brothers to see me off, Fengya is here to thank you."

   "With you in this life, even if I die, I have no regrets."

   "In this life, I am worthy of the world, worthy of Suzaku, worthy of myself, and worthy of my brothers."

   "It's a pity, I still have to live up to you after all..."

  The upright body finally fell slowly under the siege of many orcs. At the moment when blood was splashed, a generation of arrogance fell.

  Thinking of this, the knights couldn't help but cry like rain, their eyes were reddish, and the feeling of astringency kept surging in their hearts, and they couldn't stop for a long time.

   If the general knew that after his death, the knights he brought out had become like this, how sad it would be.

   He believed in them so much, regarded them as brothers, and believed that they would be able to protect the Qing family, but in the end, how did they do it?

  The paper is drunk with gold and nothing to do!

  What about the code of knights? What about the knight's creed? What about the morality that knights uphold?

   has been thrown away!

  What about the glory of knights?

   "Marshal, Miss, we should be damned!"

   Only heard the sound of "thumping". In the training ground, all the knights immediately knelt down, hot tears rolled down their faces, and their voices were hoarse.

   Hundreds of seven-footed men, iron-like men, were crying bitterly at this moment.

  It is said that men don't cry easily, but they haven't reached the sad part.

When he thought that he was still questioning Eldest Miss's words just now, Hai Mingtian was even more ashamed, he was stunned for a while, then suddenly raised his hand, slapped himself directly and slapped himself, scolding while beating: "Hai Mingtian Ming Tian, ​​you are a coward!"

After    finished scolding, he suddenly burst into tears: "I'm sorry for General Fengya, I'm sorry for his cultivation back then, I'm so damned, I'm so damned."

   Countless slaps fell, and his face was already flushed.

  Qingtian watched from the side and did not stop it, the old face moved slightly, and he sighed softly, his eyes full of relief.

   He still remembered the day when Fengya took over the Qing Family Knights from him, the sun was shining, just like today.

  The young man in white stood on the high platform, with a crown like a jade and an aura like a rainbow.

   He stood tall, looked at the neat knight army below, and said slowly: "Since you have chosen to become knights, who can tell me what knights should do?"

With a slight smile, he said lightly without waiting for anyone to answer: "As a knight, you must be humble and prudent, you must be humble and courteous in dealing with anyone, you must have the determination and courage to sacrifice for your country and family at any time, and you must fight for honor. There can be no slack in the slightest.”

   "Only brave people can be called knights. In normal times, you have to stand up and protect the weak. On the battlefield, you have to move forward bravely. Even if you cannot win, you must not retreat."

"You must also have a pure heart that fights for justice, not for love, not for righteousness, not for loyalty, but for the common people. Not only that, you must be able to face your heart calmly and be worthy of yourself. soul."

   "Just and selfless, God is righteous, eliminates evil and promotes good, protects the weak, would rather die than yield, fearless and fearless."

   "This is the knight."

   The words of the young man in white reverberated in his ears for a long time, as if they had been engraved into the depths of his soul, and they were slightly hot.

  Qingtian looked far, as if he saw the young man in white again, standing here, training the entire Qing family knights, just like the girl in red today, coldly reprimanding those knights who have lost their hearts.

  Fengya, your daughter really looks like you...

"I scold you, but I'm not asking you to blame yourself here." Qing Yunge's eyes were still cold, but she couldn't help but feel sour in her heart. She resisted letting her voice sound strange, and she was somber. Said, "If you just blame yourself, then you still don't deserve to be called knights."

   In a trance, she suddenly remembered that when she was in the Dark Moon Alliance in her previous life, as the number one killer, she had also helped the leader to train the juniors and juniors who had just entered the alliance.

   At that time, she was only sixteen years old, but she was already worthy of the first throne. Even though some people below refused to accept it, she suppressed them with thunderous wrists, and told those people that if they wanted not to be trained by her, they could beat her.

   Finally, under the cruel and **** training, the top ten killers in the world, the Light and Dark Moon Alliance, accounted for eight.

  If you want to become stronger, you have to pay a price.

   This is her life's creed.

   "Miss, we..." The knights wriggled their lips and wanted to say something, but in the end they just bowed their heads in despair.

   They don't know what to do now.

   As the eldest lady said, if they have worked hard to improve their cultivation and train hard in the past 15 years, how could there be only a few golden knights?

   But without the fighting spirit, they can only be at the stage of the silver knights, singing night strings, **** for joy, and have long forgotten their duty as knights, how can they be promoted to golden knights or even Holy Cross knights?

   It is not that others have given up on them, but they have given up on themselves.

"I don't want to hear any of your explanations. In the face of the facts, all explanations are pale and powerless, but they are just excuses." Qing Yunge put her hands on her back, raised her eyebrows and glanced at the knights who were kneeling on the ground. Need to tell me, do you still want to bring the Qing Family Knights back to the top?"

"think!"

  Iron men, standing upright at the moment, all roared loudly, tearful pupils full of firm belief, they looked at the girl in red on the high platform, as if looking at their lifelong beliefs.

"Very good." Seeing that her words were finally not wasted in vain, Qing Yunge finally smiled, she slowly bent a few fingers, "Three years, I will give you three years, I want to see the Qing family knights For the regiment, at least one of the knights of God's Blessing should come out, and the others should at least reach the Knights of the Holy Cross."

   "You guys, can you do it?"

   "I will never live up to Miss's expectations!"

  The knights clenched their fists tightly, and they only felt their blood boil for a while, and the excitement when they fought on the battlefield in the past returned to them.

Hai Mingtian stood up first and shouted loudly: "I, Hai Mingtian, hereby make an oath in the name of Suzaku, within three years, I will do my best to cultivate, and after three years, I will definitely become a **** Bless the knights, in order to repay the spirit of General Fengya in the sky!"

   No one knows, including Qing Yunge, it is this oath today that has been forged many years later, an extremely terrifying existence.

   At that time, a god-bless knight named Hai Mingtian shook the entire nine clans, but he couldn't avoid it.

   Even Shenxuan Island valued his talent and extended an olive branch to him.

   But he has only one master, and that is Fengli Sword Master—Qing Yunge!

   "I remember." Qing Yunge took a deep look at Hai Mingtian, and then shouted loudly, "Then, from now on, line up and train."

"Everyone, divided into three teams." She tapped her finger in the air, her lips slightly parted, her eyes full of pride, "The first team is named Fengyun, the second team is named Qiankun, and the third team , named Kuanglan."

   "You, you, and you." Qing Yunge swept his eyes and pointed out three people, among which was Hai Mingtian, "I appointed you as the captains of these three teams."

   "Yes, Miss!" The selected three raised their chests, with excitement in their pupils. It seemed that it was a very honorable thing to be selected by Miss. After they finished the knightly salute, they returned to the team again.

"The reason why I chose these three names is that I hope that in three years, you will be able to cut the wind and clouds, set the universe, and conquer the storm." Under the sun, the girl's eyes were as blue as the sea. She paused before saying softly. , "Xiaoao... the nine clans!"

  Cut the wind and clouds, set the universe, conquer the turbulent waves, and be proud of the nine clans!

Qing Tian listened to it, his blood boiled for a while, he couldn't help clapping his hands and cheering, for a while, his slightly hunched back straightened up at this moment, as if he had returned to the time when he once fought on the battlefield with such ambition , Kill the Quartet, fight in the north and fight in the south.

  The Qing family has been a family of military generals since ancient times, and everyone has an indelible fighting spirit and pride in their blood. At this moment, he really felt that the former Qing family had returned.

  's eyes turned red, and in an instant, Mr. Qing couldn't help but burst into tears. He didn't turn his head away and didn't dare to watch the scene below.

   "I will swear to follow the eldest lady." Encouraged by these words, the knights became excited, knelt down on one knee again, and buckled their right hand on their left chest. This is the etiquette for those who are loyal to them.

  The Qing family knights have only given such a big gift to three people, Qing Tian, ​​Qing Fengya and Qing Yunge. After fifteen years of silence, the gift of loyalty has reappeared in the world.

   "I will wait for your good news." Qing Yunge smiled suddenly, "At that time, I will join you to conquer the world!"

  …

  The matter of the Qing family training ground, under the strict blockade of Mr. Qing, did not reveal half of it.

   At the same time, in order to protect the safety of Qing Yunge, the Qing family announced to the public that Miss Qing was recuperating at home because of her broken veins, and she refused to visit.

  After hearing about this, the emperor also sent a few priests from the Medical Pavilion to Qing's house, wanting to take a look at Qing Yunge, but they were all blocked by Mr. Qing.

   After all, the Helian royal family is the biggest hidden danger of the Qing family at present. If they know that Qing Yunge has not only regained his strength, but the Qing family knights have also started training frantically, I am afraid that a blow will follow.

The queen is different from the emperor. After she heard about it, she thought that the person she sent had injured Qing Yunge. As for why she didn't kill her directly, it might be because it disturbed Qing Tian, ​​so she didn't think about it carefully. One possibility is that the person she sent died.

   After all, in the eyes of the Queen, Qing Yunge was just a piece of trash that stopped at the star level.

  The people also knew about this, and they couldn't help but sigh, thinking to themselves, it seems that they are all jealous of the beauty, and I am afraid that the palace will have a funeral soon.

   In fact, in the eyes of everyone, a certain eldest young lady who is about to enter Huangquan is currently in the medicine hall, tinkering with medicinal herbs.

"I said, Lord Sword Master, you don't have fire-type profound strength now, so it's impossible for you to make a pill of the earth-grade or higher grade." If you are strong, look at how many precious medicinal materials you have destroyed."

   After he finished speaking, he looked at the herbs that had turned gray and black due to the failure of refining, and his heart twitched with pain.

  Waste, really waste!

   "How do you know that I'm wasting my efforts?" Qing Yunge swept over with a knife, almost frightening the sword spirit to fall out of the air, "Don't you see that it's much better than a few days ago?"

   That's right, she has been refining this medicinal pill for three or four days.

   This medicinal herb was obtained after she had made a little progress in her spiritual cultivation.

Po Xuan Pill, a low-level pill of heaven, can make people below the spiritual level break through a small stage, and can only take it once in a lifetime, and if the pain caused by the medicinal power is not endured, it will hurt the cultivation in the lightest, but seriously. The meridians are broken.

   Therefore, when taking Po Xuan Pill, there must be a person with strong spiritual power to protect the Dharma, and the chance of success can be improved.

   "It's much better, but I have to remind you, my lord, that the Profound Profound Pill has a high chance of failure after taking it." Sword Spirit said angrily, "Who are you using this for? Which enemy?"

   "Is it itchy?" Qing Yunge snorted coldly, "I want to use it for my grandpa."

   "Your grandfather?" Jian Ling was stunned, "You didn't come back with Po Xuan Dan because the old man taught you so much?"

   Hearing this, Qing Yunge's face darkened, revenge? Feather's brain hole is too big!

   "I want Grandpa to advance to the spiritual rank before I leave." She supported her forehead, "This way I can feel more at ease."

Hearing this explanation, Sword Spirit scratched his head embarrassingly, and he said loudly, "But your grandfather was injured a lot in his early years. Although he has been transformed by washing the marrow and cutting the sutra last time, there is still blood in his body. If you break the Xuandan, 90% of them will fail."

   "Of course I know." Qing Yunge was expressionless, "So I have to refine another pill."

   She slowly spread out her right hand, and inside was a prescription, with three big characters written on the top—Guhundan.

When Sword Spirit saw the prescription, he suddenly shivered, and he shivered: "Master, master, are you crazy, how can Guhun Pill and Po Xuan Pill be taken together? These two pills are completely medicinal. On the contrary!"

   Gushun Pill, a high-grade pill, is to stabilize the soul of the user to prevent the power of the soul from leaking. It is generally used to suppress cultivation and prevent breakthroughs.

"I'm not crazy, it's just that those alchemists don't understand the principle of this." Qing Yunge stared at the medicine cauldron, and said lightly, "The soul-solid pill stabilizes the soul, and the breaking profound pill mobilizes the profound energy. I will use it again. Spiritual power guides these two medicinal properties to collide, so…”

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the sword spirit excitedly, his face flushed with excitement: "Then the user will not have the slightest side effects when they improve their cultivation, so the success rate is greatly improved! "

   Sword Spirit couldn't help rubbing his hands, genius, the sword master is really a genius!

   She is only fifteen years old this year, but her knowledge of pharmacology is no weaker than those of the old monsters who have been working hard in this field for thousands of years.

   "It's just that this way, the pain will greatly increase." Qing Yunge directly ignored the appearance of the sword spirit, but frowned slightly, "I'm afraid Grandpa won't be able to bear it."

   "That's true." Sword Spirit thought for a while, "But with your grandfather's temperament, this pain shouldn't be a big deal. After all, the wounds he suffered in the battle field would be more painful than this."

   "Finish it first and then talk about it." Qing Yunge spread her hands, "If you can't train it, everything is over."

"Pfft—" After hearing such a witty remark, Sword Spirit laughed outright, he stopped laughing for a long time, paused, and then said, "Okay, master, you practice slowly, I'll go to rest. "

   "Hurry up and let Miss Ben go as far as you want!" Hearing this, Qing Yunge's eyebrows stood upright, and she couldn't help but get furious, "Be careful, I'll beat you."

  Really, she, the sword master, is working tirelessly to refine medicine here, but a certain sword spirit is watching the play leisurely, which is unbearable.

  Sword Spirit: "…"

   Can't he run!

   With such a moody swordsman on the booth, he expressed his heart throbbing, humming.

   (end of this chapter)