The God of Sky & Earth

"The Holy Martial General Assembly has only been held once in thirty years. Every time at the Holy Martial General Assembly, the gates and holy mountains of the major powers will jointly present a lot of treasures and elixir. If you can perform outstandingly, you can get a big reward. At the Shengwu Conference, it is also a secret contest between the various sects."

As Situ Muyang said, he was very excited, and continued to say to Su Yi: "Boss Su Yi, when we go there, we will definitely be able to sweep the area and fight hard against the disciples of the various sects of the various forces, and let them know how powerful we are." .”

There was a smile on Su Yi's face, and there was some silence in his heart for no reason.

A moment later, the mount of the flying beast had arrived on Tianjian Peak.

Situ Muyang never brought Su Yi to the main hall of Tianjian Peak, but went around to a quiet and simple courtyard and pavilion in the back mountain.

The two jumped off the flying beast mounts, Su Yi looked around, everywhere was quaint, around the surroundings, the pavilions were quiet.

"Go in, my father should be waiting for you. It seems that I have something to ask you, so I won't go." Situ Muyang stuck out his tongue, and then left.

Su Yi's expression moved secretly, he straightened his clothes, took a deep breath secretly, and walked into the pavilion.

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Walking through a corridor inside the door, there is a side hall, Su Yi looked at it curiously.

There are several ancient paintings, swords and large mottled chairs hanging in the side hall.

"Come into the study, don't be restrained." A voice came from inside.

Su Yi raised his eyes, and it was the voice of the head of the sect, Situ Liuyun.

Hearing this, Su Yi walked in slowly, and when he entered, he could smell a fresh fragrance.

As far as the eye can see, there are tables and chairs carved from high-quality sandalwood in the study room, with different patterns carved in detail, and there is a kind of delicate and gentle, yet simple and simple.

Near the window, there are several sheets of rice paper on a long table, and several brushes on the inkstone.

The bright sunlight poured down from the window, filling the long table with sunlight. A tall and strong figure was writing a pen and ink.

Su Yi raised his eyes to look, and with a stroke of pen and ink on the rice paper, a huge word 'Sword' appeared vividly on the paper.

The back figure was writing, raised his hand and fell, turning back after writing, it was Situ Liuyun, the head of the Divine Sword Sect.

Looking at Su Yi, Situ Liuyun smiled slightly.

"I have seen the master."

Su Yi saluted, and every time he was in front of Situ Liuyun, he also felt a kind of pressure for no reason.

"There is no need to be polite, you are the disciple of Elder Su, according to the seniority of the Divine Sword Sect, but you are still above me."

Situ Liuyun looked at Su Yi intentionally or unintentionally, and said with a smile: "Have these elders ever told you?"

"Elder Su has never mentioned this to me, but the sect leader is the master of a sect, and disciples should salute."

Su Yi's expression was unrevealed, and what Situ Liuyun said just now seemed to mean something.

"Ha ha……"

Situ Liuyun smiled slightly, and then said: "Elder Su is a taciturn character, it is also fate that you are able to worship under Elder Su's sect."

Su Yi nodded, looking at the study room.

Situ Liuyun's eyes moved, and he said to Su Yi: "This was arranged by Muyang's mother before, and it hasn't changed in these years."

Su Yi's eyes moved, with Situ Muyang's appearance, he must be a beauty compared to the head wife.

"I heard that in the Wanjian battlefield, Muyang is thanks to you for taking care of him. In private, I should thank you very much." Situ Liuyun said to Su Yi.

"The master's words are serious."

Su Yi seemed a little flattered, but he was clear in his heart that the head of the sect, Situ Liuyun, called him here today because he must have something to do, not just wanting to give himself the so-called supreme benefits of the Divine Sword Sect.

"Come and see, how about the word I just wrote?"

Situ Liuyun smiled and said to Su Yi, motioning for Su Yi to come forward and look at what he wrote.

"The disciple really doesn't understand words very well." Su Yi said.

"It doesn't matter whether you understand or don't understand, just look at it, but you can be outspoken." Situ Liuyun looked at Su Yi, as if he wanted to let Su Yi see it.

Su Yi's eyes moved, and he took a few steps forward, looking at the huge sword character on the rice paper. At first glance, he didn't think much of it, but when he looked carefully, the word 'sword' seemed to come alive suddenly, with a fierce aura fluctuating. If there is a sword light to plunder.

"Good word." Su Yi said.

"Why is it a good word?" Situ Liuyun asked Su Yi with great interest.

"this……"

Su Yi paused for a moment. When Su's family couldn't cultivate, his grandfather Su Yuntian also hoped that he could learn literature, so he invited many teachers.

At that time, it was not possible to practice, so Su Yi devoted himself to studying essays for a while.

But later Su Yi discovered that although learning essays is not boring, but in this world where the strong are respected, strength is really indispensable to a certain level.

After finally reincarnated as a human being, it is natural that he cannot live an ordinary life.

"The strokes of the word 'Sword' in the head of the sect are continuous and winding, and the shape of the characters changes a lot. It is so marvelous. When you look closely, it is done in one go. It seems to be ever-changing. The edge of the sharp sword is awe-inspiring, but..."

Su Yi's voice paused, he hesitated to speak.

"But what..."

Situ Liuyun's face had already changed secretly, and his eyes kept falling on Su Yi.

"People say that people read characters like people. When the master wrote this character, he seemed to have concerns. He entered the brush against the front. When drawing horizontally, you want to go to the right and then to the left, and to draw vertically, you want to go down and first to go up, so that the tip of the brush is hidden in the strokes, which is the Tibetan front."

Su Yi stared at the huge sword characters on the rice paper, and continued: "The brushwork is also fine, stay in the middle, less flashy and frivolous, close the pen to reveal the edge, the disciple boldly speculates, the master seems to have something in his heart, At the same time, I was thinking of a certain woman."

"Hahahaha... good, good, good."

Situ Liuyun was stunned for a while, then laughed out loud, looking very surprised, looked at Su Yi, and said several good words one after another.

"Disciple talking nonsense, please don't be offended by the master."

Su Yi said, but there was some fluctuation in his heart. People speak words like their own, and you can see the clues. It seems that the head of the Divine Sword Sect has been enduring something in his heart.

"You're right, I did think of his mother Muyang just now."

Situ Muyang smiled faintly, then looked at Su Yi with a more serious expression, and said, "I called you here today because I wanted to have a good chat with you, so I can tell you honestly."

"Finally to the point..."

Su Yi secretly thought in his heart, with an unrevealed expression, he said to Situ Liuyun: "I don't know what the head master wants to talk about, but the disciple must know everything without saying anything."

"The means on your body, the origin is not simple, where exactly do you come from, what school did you come from, did you really worship under Elder Su?"

Situ Liuyun looked at Su Yi, and asked seriously, his eyes began to sparkle, revealing the aura of a superior.