Chapter 986

"In a gorge of the ancient northern wasteland, there are few people, and there are skeletons and sword marks everywhere. It seems that something is announced in silence.

A man with a long sword fell straight down from the sky. He had a strong sense of sword, but his face was extremely gloomy, as if he had suffered a great blow.

Step by step, the man walked into the deep valley. He passed through layers of array prohibitions, and finally stopped at a place.

"Master, the disciple is back." The young man untied the sword on his back, held the sword in his hands, and said respectfully.

An old man with a long face suddenly appeared in front of the young man. He frowned slightly and looked at the man up and down.

"Are you hurt?" The old man's voice was a little cold. He asked directly.

"Master, the disciple was defeated by the ice field swordsman and finally defeated. Please punish him." Fang Ping took a deep breath, and then his face was dim and said a word. He looked a little low.

It can be seen that the defeat to Bingyuan Jiansheng really brought Fang Ping a very serious blow, which made his whole person look a little depressed.

"I know." The old man said in a calm voice, his face did not change, as if he had expected the result.

"I beg the master to punish me for my incompetence!" Fang Ping took a deep breath, and then said it again. His look was very dim.

"What is there to punish? You were no match for him. Now it's good to be able to come back alive. " After hearing Fang Ping's words, the old man slowly shook his head and then said a sentence in a calm tone.

"Master, did you know I was not his opponent?" After hearing his own words, Fang Ping was stunned directly, his face was full of doubts, and his heart was full of confusion and confusion.

"If you only talk about the accomplishments in kendo, even a teacher is not necessarily his opponent, not to mention you, a suckling boy." The old man's mouth with a touch of light smile, and then said a leisurely tone.

“………” After hearing the old man's words, Fang Ping's whole person was stunned there, and he was speechless in his heart.

Since you know that you are not the opponent of ice field swordsman, is it for you to die?

"Pinger, after all, you are the most proud disciple of your teacher. Don't you even understand the purpose of being a teacher?" The old man saw the doubts in Fang Ping's eyes. He sighed deeply, and then he said a helpless voice.

"I don't know what you mean, master. Please help me solve my doubts!" Fang Ping took a deep breath, and then said a solemn tone. His eyes were full of doubts and puzzles.

"It's never a smooth road to build a sword. How can you see a rainbow without wind and rain?" The old man's mouth with a faint smile, he said a leisurely tone.

"So, does the master want to educate his disciples through the hand of the ice field sword master?" Fang Ping took a deep breath and asked his master.

"BaoJianFeng comes from sharpening. I hope you can remember this sentence." The old man nodded gently, then said a leisurely tone, his mouth full of smiles.

"Thank you for your advice. I have been taught." Although Fang Ping's heart is very helpless, but he still heavily nodded, and then said a deep voice.

"OK, now that you have returned to the sect, you can practice for a while. When you are confident to break through to the realm of the great emperor, I will let you out." The old man gently nodded, then said a leisurely tone, the corners of his mouth full of smile.

"Master, I'm here to say goodbye to you." After hesitating for a while, Fang Ping still managed to speak out.

"What do you say?" After hearing Fang Ping's words, the old man was slightly stunned, and then subconsciously asked a question. He was very confused.

What nonsense is this boy talking about and saying goodbye to himself? Does he still want to leave the great wilderness sword clan?

"Master, I've decided to go out and have a good time. I'm afraid I won't have a chance to stay with him in the future." After hesitating for a while, Fang Ping still said what he had in mind.

It was a decision he made after thinking for a long time, not on impulse.

Since he had made contact with ice field swordsman, he has realized his shortcomings in kendo. At the moment, he is eager to break through his own bottleneck.

For these swordsmen, it is often not the best choice to build a vehicle behind closed doors.

He needs to fight and fight one battle after another, so that he can find his weakness, finally return to the top, and then go further!

"Do you really think about it?" The old man had already seen the firmness in Fang Ping's eyes. He sighed softly and then said a word helplessly.

"The disciples have made all preparations. If we don't break the emperor, we will never go back to the sect!" After hearing the old man's words, Fang Ping nodded heavily, and then said without hesitation. His face was very firm, and his body also took on a very strong momentum."Where would you like to sharpen your sword?" After hesitating for a while, the old man asked in a voice of concern. He was worried.

Fang Ping is the most outstanding genius of Dahuang sword school and the youngest sword immortal. He has a bright future in the future.

Not only that, but also Fang Ping is the close disciple of the old man. If anything happens to him, it is not only him, but also the whole Da Huang sword clan.

"I'm going to Zhenjian tower." After a little meditation, Fang Ping said a word to the old man.

"You..." The old man seemed to be infuriated by Fang Ping's words. His body trembled slightly, and he stretched out a finger directly to Fangping.

"Master, if the disciple never comes back, please forget the disciple and choose a new disciple to inherit your legacy!" Fang Ping suddenly fell to his knees and said a word to the old man.

At the moment, Fang Ping is obviously determined. No matter who persuades him, he will not change his decision.

"You traitor, do you know where Zhenjian tower is? Don't say that you have fallen. Even if you are a teacher in the peak period, you can't guarantee that you can retreat from there The old man's chest heaved violently, and he said in a rage that he hated iron but not steel.

"Ask the master to agree to the disciple's request!" Fang Ping's forehead was tightly attached to the ground, and he said a respectful voice. The firmness in his eyes did not waver.

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