Chapter 391 The Reason for Apprenticeship

"It's not good to be alive!"

The calm and indifferent voice fell in King Qin's ears, making him feel a chill all over his body.

Even if Mr. Du didn't release any breath at the moment, this simple sentence still had such power, which made King Qin feel fearful.

"Junior brother." Dean Xiao on the side looked solemn and looked at Mr. Du.

"There's no other way." Mr. Du rubbed his head and seemed a little depressed.

"Roar..." Suddenly, the sound of a dragon's roar came out, which was earth-shattering. On the mountain of books, many disciples of the academy trembled violently, and they felt their blood tumbling. It erupted, and a terrifying dragon shadow rushed out of him in an instant, swaying up, and a terrifying golden dragon claw smashed directly down, towards Mr. Du's head.

The distance between the two is too close, such a close distance, such a violent power, and the person who shot it is the King of Qin, and anyone who is below the sage level may not even want to live under such a surprise attack.

At this moment, all the eyes on the mountain of books turned towards Mr. Du, and their hearts were beating.

Mr. Du was not dead. The golden claws stayed in the void. Above the terrifying dragon claws, dragon shadows kept rushing out, but such a terrifying attack force was not able to kill Mr. Du.

The space seemed to stand still, Mr. Du stood there so quietly, the incomparably terrifying dragon shadow covered his body, but was blocked by an invisible brilliance, the flowing brilliance seemed to have no power to break through. , Moreover, this terrifying brilliance is wrapping the King Qin's body little by little, covering his whole person inside.

King Qin was trembling all over, shocked, frightened, confused and puzzled.

"Sage." King Qin's heart sank completely. He looked at Mr. Du, and saw that the other party's expression was as calm as ever, and he was staring at him calmly and quietly.

King Qin's eyes kept changing, and he said, "Why, why is it rumored that Mr. Du doesn't know how to practice."

"How many people in this world dare to say that they know how to practice?" Mr. Du responded.

"If that's the case, why didn't you do anything?" King Qin still didn't understand. He thought he had exerted enough pressure. If Mr. Du really had absolute strength, why didn't he move the Qin Dynasty?

He never thought that Mr. Du really did not understand cultivation, and dared not underestimate the existence of such figures as Gu Dongliu, who taught the sword. However, Mr. Du's low-key and forbearance gave him an illusion, although Mr. Du would Cultivation, but maybe it is only comparable to Dean Xiao, or even stronger, but he will definitely not be a sage.

Otherwise, why did it take until today?

"Isn't it shot now?" Mr. Du said slowly, and then, the dazzling brilliance rolled King Qin's body into the void. Behind King Qin, a terrifying phantom suddenly appeared, and his pupils seemed to turn to death. Gray, a terrifying dead gray will headed towards Mr. Du. At this moment, a terrifying illusion appeared on the mountain of books, like the shadows of dead dragons appearing, covering the sky and the sky above the academy.

Countless people trembled in their hearts. Looking at the terrifying scene that covered the sky, many people felt scared. The two old men of the Qin Dynasty also came to the Qin King's side, and both released similar powers, as if they turned into a god of death.

A face condensed from the dark air appeared above the sky, overlooking the mountain of books.

"Who is touching my descendants?" The extremely cold voice came out, and the people in Shushan felt the coldness.

King Qin, his descendants?

It is rumored that the Qin Dynasty opened the tomb of the ancestors. Is there any willpower left by the ancestors?

This is terrifying, everyone seems to have a layer of death shrouded in it, like death is coming.

Is this the real confidence of King Qin's coming to the academy?

"Your descendants are unfilial, I will clear the door for you." Mr. Du looked up at the phantom condensed in the void, and said lightly.

The endless dark air flowed in the void, and the terrifying eyes of death stared at Mr. Du, and then the dark air flowed down wildly, covering every direction of the academy.

Mr. Du stretched out his hand towards the void. The next moment, a huge and boundless palm print appeared in the sky above the vast book mountain. This palm print stretched across the sky and the earth, covering the entire book mountain. He saw the incomparably sharp sword intent in the huge and boundless palm print, as well as the flames that burned the heavens.

The palm print stretched out crazily, and it was still getting bigger, covering the entire sky. The palm print was like a world, the five fingers were like five mountain peaks, and the sword intent in the palm was like a sword array that slayed the sky, and the flames filled the sky. Like a fire that burns the world.

Sword intent and flame power merged into one, and everyone in the Qin Dynasty was enveloped in the palm print.

"No..." The king of Qin and the powerful men of the Qin Dynasty had endless panic in their hearts. They went up into the sky and wanted to escape, but they found that the world of this palm print seemed to freeze the space. Their bodies couldn't move at all, it was the unparalleled gravity pressing on them, and their bodies not only failed to escape, they were even sinking.

"It seems that the only thing that can solve everything is still strength. In this world, the fist is still the biggest." Mr. Du seemed to laugh at himself.

"Sir, forgive me." Someone begged for mercy.

But at this moment, Mr. Du did not show any pity, he held the big palm print directly, accompanied by a loud noise, and everything was wiped out.

The palm print turned into aura and dispersed, the sun shone down, everything in the sky disappeared without a trace, there was no death air, there was no strong man of the Qin Dynasty, only the remaining willpower, everything else, turned into dust of history.

With that grip, the Qin Dynasty was completely reduced to the history of the Eastern Desolate Realm.

On the mountain of books, countless people trembled slightly, and their hearts were turbulent. No one could describe the shock in their hearts at the moment.

The big palm print that covers the sky and the sun is an era in one grasp.

Is this the real Caotang Mr. Du?

It was rumored that he did not know how to practice, but he cultivated Mr. Du, the best disciple of the Eastern Desolate Realm.

Countless eyes looked at the figure of the old man, with admiration and endless fanaticism. Whether it was a disciple of the academy, a disciple of the Sword Saint Mountain, or a member of the Moon-Watching Sect, their mood was the same at this moment.

Mr. Du of Thatched Cottage is the number one person in the Eastern Wilderness, and the number one person without any suspense.

On the mountain of books, the old man retracted his palm and felt countless fanatical gazes. He sighed leisurely, looked at his senior brother Dean Xiao and said, "Hey, why is it so difficult to keep a low profile?"

"Cough cough!"

Dean Xiao's thoughts were pulled back in an instant, and he looked at the figure in front of him speechlessly, only to see Mr. Du standing with his hands behind his back, and walked away leisurely.

"This bastard is still proud." Dean Xiao cursed in a low voice.

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On the way from Tianshan Mountain to Shushan Mountain, a group of figures walked in the air, it was Dao Sheng, Zhuge Hui, Gu Dongliu and Ye Futian.

Sword Saint and the others set off after training for a while, ready to return directly to Book Mountain.

"Senior Brother, Senior Sister, is there anything going on at the cottage?" Ye Futian asked, a little worried that since Qin Yu had attacked them here and King Qin did not appear, it is very likely that he went to Shushan. Besides, he was also offended. The powerhouse of the barren state.

"Don't worry, the teacher is here, nothing will happen." Gu Dongliu said.

Ye Futian's eyes flickered, and then he asked again: "What is the realm of cultivation, teacher?"

If he believed that the guy didn't know how to practice, he would be an idiot.

"Xian."

Gu Dongliu said directly, Ye Futian's eyes lit up a little, the old guy seemed to be worried for nothing.

"I am a little worried about the teacher." Sword Saint suddenly said: "When the barren state is coming, the Qin Dynasty is pressing step by step, and the teacher is afraid that he will take action."

The second sister and the third brother were silent, which made Ye Futian show a strange look. Since the teacher is a sage, why should you worry?

"Little Junior Brother, do you know how we were accepted as disciples by the teacher?" Sword Saint asked Ye Futian at this time.

Ye Futian shook his head.

"I am an orphan. Many years ago, when I was young, I wanted to join a small school of swordsmanship, but I was rejected because of my poor talent, and I was not even qualified to set foot in the mountain gate. The stone wall said to me, if I can engrave words on the stone wall one day, they will let me enter the mountain gate. I took the knife and tried for three months. Finally, I carved a very shallow stroke, and I was excited to worship the school. Once I was blasted out, an old man passing by said to me, a stupid person like me is not suitable for cultivation at all, it is better to follow him to do chores, I was disheartened, and went with the old man."

Dao Sheng recalled the past events of his childhood with a gentle smile, and he will never forget the experience many years ago.

"Later, the senior brother became the Sword Saint of the Eastern Desolate Realm..." Ye Futian blinked, this is really a very simple story.

"Second Senior Sister, what about you?" Ye Futian asked curiously.

"Forgot." Zhuge Hui said, Ye Futian was ashamed.

"Your second senior sister ran away from home and was chased by her family. The teacher fooled your second senior sister and said that her family would never be able to find a good place, so she fooled people to Donghuang." Sword Saint said with a smile.

"This..." Ye Futian had a black line on his face.

"Where's the third senior brother?" Ye Futian asked again.

"Your third senior brother is even simpler. When the teacher took the second senior sister out to play, it is said that your third senior brother saw your second senior sister and then followed the teacher and refused to leave again." Dao Sheng said.

"..."

Ye Futian's heart is a little messy at the moment, is this really the three famous disciples of Caotang?

The reason for this apprenticeship is really touching!