Chapter 3 Section 4 Test

Waiting for everyone to write down the three Qing precepts, Shangguan Cheng took everyone outside the ancestral hall, looked at the green bamboo sea of Qingzhu Peak, and said, "Do you know who is the owner of this Qingzhu Peak?"

"Of course it's you, Master!" Several disciples blurted out.

"Otherwise." Shangguan Cheng shook his head and did not mean to blame his disciples. He just said slowly, "This master is this bamboo forest!"

In the five peaks of Sanqingmen, only the bamboo of Qingzhu Peak grows so lushly.

"Now, everyone will go to this bamboo forest and complete the introductory task - cutting bamboo."

It turned out that the new disciple of Qingzhufeng's first lesson was to cut bamboo. After saying that, Shangguan Cheng lit a piece of incense, inserted it in the incense tripod outside the ancestral hall, and said, "One incense is limited. Let's go."

Listen to Shangguan Cheng, everyone rushed to the bamboo sea. These people came from the world. With some kung fu, they thought that cutting bamboo was really simple. They took out their own weapons, knives or swords, axes or sticks, and cut them at the bamboo.

Qin Tian naturally waved his sword and wanted to cut the bamboo. However, as soon as he saw that the bamboo was twice as thick as his waist. With a sword, the bamboo only shook slightly. Looking closely at the bamboo, there was no scar at all.

Half a column of incense has passed, and no one of them can cut off a bamboo. While everyone was struggling to cut bamboo, Qin Tian suddenly remembered a person, which was Mingjue.

After a few circles in the bamboo forest, Qin Tian came to the Zhaitang. I only heard the sound of "wing" that Mingjue was cleaning the hall.

"Hey, how's it going? You'd better come!" Mingjue looked up slightly and saw Qin Tian in front of him and said.

"What's going on? The master asked us to cut bamboo, but in any case, those bamboos are constantly cut. Before Qin Tian finished speaking, he only saw Mingjue and did not look back. He put away his broom and walked to a bamboo forest behind the Zhaitang.

Qin Tian felt surprised and followed closely.

"Oh!"

A thick bamboo fell to the ground, and it turned out to be the broom that was used to cut off the bamboo in his hand! Qin Tian was shocked, came back to his senses, and immediately looked at Mingjue with new eyes. At this time, he used the sword, no matter how he cut it, and there was no movement in the bamboo.

"I have been practicing hard for three years, and I can only cut bamboo like this." Contrary to his strange attitude in Qin Tianfang last night, he immediately became serious and said, "My ability has not reached the first level of Sanqing Zhenyan."

"Three halal words? What is that?" Qin Tian was puzzled and blurted out.

"That's a sect scripture summarized by Qingjing, the ancestor of Sanqingmen, who used his whole life's efforts to sum up with painstaking efforts." Mingjue suddenly felt that he had said a little too much, so he suddenly stopped and said to Qin Tian with a smile, "What I mean is that you don't practice. Just help clean and cook with me here. Such a profound Taoism as Sanqingmen can't be entered by such a smart person as me, let alone you?"

"Hmm! You said so, but I have to cultivate a reputation!" Qin Tian was angry with the boy, and then he came out.

"Haha! Don't be angry yet. I'm afraid an hour has passed. Go back and wait to be scolded!" Mingjue seemed to succeed in the plot and said with a smile. I don't know what Mingjue thought about Qin Tian. After a while, Qin Tian failed to cut off a bamboo. Master's first test was over.

"You!!!"

Qin Tian was anxious and waved the sword in his hand and went to Mingjue. Although he had not learned serious swordsmanship, he was anxious and angry at this time. The sword in his hand was cut randomly, and the power was naturally not small.

"Bang!"

Before the sword arrived in front of Mingjue, Qin Tian seemed to feel something wrong, but he couldn't stop the sword. Mingjue stood there motionless, and Qin Tian's sword stabbed into Mingjue's shoulder in a moment.

Blood flowed out of Mingjue's gray clothes. Mingjue closed his eyes and the expression on his face showed that this thorn was really injured.

"Are you all right?" Qin Tian said quickly. How did he know that the boy not only did not move, but also did not hide. He was originally an unintentional move under anger. At this time, he was injured and felt a little surprised and felt a little guilty.

"Bastard. Impetuous, where is the person who practices Taoism? Mingjue slowly loosened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were still twitching slightly. Obviously, the injury was not light, but listening to his words, he did not blame Qin Tian too much.

"So, your blood is bleeding, what should you do?"

"What should I do? I don't know. Ouch, it's okay if you don't say it. I feel very painful! Son of a bitch..."

Qin Tian was at a loss for a moment, and there was no place to find a doctor here.

"Qin Tian!" With a stern shout and roaring, a sword shone with gorgeous red light and fell from the sky. A person stood on the sword, and a Taoist in a gray robe appeared in front of Mingjue and Qin Tian.

It is Shangguan Cheng.

"Other disciples have completed their tasks. What are you doing here?" Shangguan said seriously.

"They? Did they all cut off those bamboos? Impossible?" Qin Tian looked surprised.

"Mingjue, what's wrong with the injury on your shoulder?" Shangguan Cheng didn't care about Qin Tian's surprised expression. At this time, he caught a glimpse of the blood flowing from his shoulders, so he asked.

"Ah, this, it is..."

"I hit it." Qin Tian interrupted Ming's hesitant words and replied.

"You?" Shangguan Cheng looked at Mingjue and then at Qin Tian. His expression was complicated and a little surprised. He hesitated and said to Qin Tian, "You boy, you don't need to practice in these three months. Think about it first!"

"Master! This..." As soon as Qin Tian heard this, he knew that he had made a mistake and came to Sanqing Gate so far, but he could not practice. How could he fulfill his wish of "the first in martial arts in the world"? Looking at Shangcheng's stern eyes, he couldn't say anything he wanted to say. After all, he hurt people too much. Forget it. Think about it.

"So, where did you think about it? I..."

Where? It's right here, Zhaitang! Cook and chop firewood!" Shangguan Cheng said coldly, "And you, Mingjue, were injured by a new boy. What a waste!"

After saying that, Shangguan Cheng's sword must disappear in a moment.

A trace of strange color flashed in Mingjue's eyes, and disappeared in an instant. After being said by Shangguan Cheng, Qin Tian stayed there and said, "Cok rice and cut firewood, cook rice and cut firewood. Mingjue, you boy, your goal has been achieved!"

"What's the purpose? What are you talking about? I'm dying of pain. Help me. Come on, there's a firewood house over there. Help me over there.