Chapter 4 Star Sword Douluo Ye Xuanji
"You're quite vigilant, that's good."
When Jun Ting locked his eyes in the direction of the sound, a white-haired old man with an extraordinary temperament quietly appeared in front of him. It can be said that as of now, apart from the attack and the sound, there are no other signs.
This is a master!
It can’t be that he’s here to deal with himself.
Two thoughts flashed through Jun Ting's mind.
So he immediately took back the Seven Kills Sword and saluted respectfully.
"I've met senior."
This move also brought the old man who had been looking at the Seven Killing Sword back to his senses.
But he was still murmuring, "The Seven Killing Sword is indeed the Seven Killing Sword."
As his eyes moved, he looked at Junting up and down and nodded with satisfaction.
"You must be Junting."
After realizing that this strong man did not seem to have any ill intentions and that he was indeed coming for him, Jun Ting did not hesitate at all. "This junior is Junting. I wonder what your senior's orders are?"
"Then are you willing to become my teacher?"
Before Junting could answer, the old man's aura suddenly changed! The surrounding bluesilver grass and trees were instantly bent down by this momentum, which meant that Junting was not affected.
Then, the old man raised his right hand. Streams of brilliant starlight condensed in his palm and turned into a long sword. A total of nine soul rings were set on the sword body in order.
Two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red.
The old man in front of him turned out to be a titled Douluo! And this is a titled Douluo with a hundred thousand year soul ring!
What's more, it is not difficult to tell from the old man's words just now that such a strong man came to him specially. At this moment, Junting seemed to have been hit in the head by a big cake, and his whole body felt unrealistic. But soon he came to his senses and made his choice.
"Meet Master." Junting quickly took a step back, widened the distance between himself and the old man, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to him respectfully.
"Okay, okay! I, Ye Xuanji, have gained a good disciple today. But why do you call me master?" The smile in the old man's eyes did not shrink at all. He casually supported Junting, who was supported by his soul power, and at the same time, he said to " I feel confused about the word "Master".
To this, Jun Ting naturally replied solemnly, "Master, master, of course you are a teacher for one day and a father for life."
"Once a teacher, always a father. It seems I didn't make a mistake." Ye Xuanji gently stroked her white beard, the satisfaction in her eyes for this disciple could not be described in words. "Since you have become my master, you should also know my identity. My master is the chief elder of the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect, a level 97 super Douluo, a titled star sword, and a spirit star holy sword."
"Nine Treasures Glazed Sect!? Level 97 Super Douluo!?"
While feeling surprised, Jun Ting also roughly understood that it was no wonder that his teacher, who had a strong cultivation level, would personally rush to this mountain range to accept him as his disciple.
Seven Killing Sword, full of innate soul power.
These two reasons are indispensable.
After Jun Ting had almost finished digesting the news, Ye Xuanji took out a ring with a blue gem the size of a fingernail and handed it to him. "This is a storage soul guide inlaid with starlight sapphire. It has fifty cubic meters of space. Consider it a meeting gift from my master."
Star Sapphire! ?
"Then Master, I won't be polite." After taking the ring with a smile, Jun Ting couldn't help but sigh at the wealth of the Nine Treasure Glazed Sect. Although his memory is already blurry, he can still vaguely remember that things like star sapphire are very precious! And a fifty cubic meter storage soul guide is not cheap either.
"Master, when will we return to the sect?"
Hearing Jun Ting's change of words, Ye Xuanji, who is already a hundred years old, couldn't help but feel a little bit dumbfounded. But he still nodded slightly and moved his gaze deeper into the mountains.
"Since you are born with full soul power, let's get the first soul ring first and then return to the sect. What soul beast did you originally want to hunt for when you came to this mountain range?" Upon hearing this, Jun Ting's eyes widened. One light!
It’s good to have a strong master!
There is no need to worry about soul rings or anything like that.
However, out of asking for advice, he also expressed his original thoughts. "Master, I originally wanted to obtain Jianzhu as my first soul ring. What do you think of my choice of soul beast?"
"Not much."
When Ye Xuanji heard that it was a soul beast like Jianzhu, she rejected Jun Ting's idea without much thought.
"The soul ring of a soul beast like Jianzhu is recognized by many sword soul masters because it can give the soul master the means to emit sword energy. But in fact, the attack method of sword energy cannot be used until a sword soul master has practiced it to a certain extent. The last is ordinary means. Therefore, the soul masters who choose Jianzhu as their soul ring only have low-quality swords and can only cultivate to the soul king level."
"But your Seven Killing Sword is different."
Ye Xuanji's eyes showed solemnity. "For your martial spirit configuration, I will use the soul ring configuration of our Nine Treasure Glazed Sect's Sword Fighter Luo Chenxin ten thousand years ago. It was formed after careful selection by the Chen family ten thousand years ago. In addition, over the past ten thousand years, we have The sect’s sword martial soul master improvement is definitely suitable for you.”
"Okay Master."
Regarding the soul ring, Junting did not choose to express his opinion.
After all, without investigation and research, you have no right to speak. Moreover, the soul ring configuration passed down from the Chen family and improved over thousands of years is undoubtedly the best.
"Well, after you return to the village and say goodbye to the villagers tomorrow, we will head to the Star Dou Forest. After all, you won't have much free time to come back after returning to the sect."
"yes."
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The next day, outside Shanyang Village.
After Junting said his final goodbyes to the villagers, he was ready to leave with Ye Xuanji. However, when he looked at the village, there was inevitably a hint of sadness in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination, like a sword hidden in its scabbard.
"Master, let's go."
"good."
Immediately afterwards, Ye Xuanji summoned the martial spirit under Jun Ting's surprised gaze. I saw that the Star Holy Sword instantly became slightly larger and lay horizontally in the low air. "Want to try the feeling of flying with a sword?"
"Flying with a sword?!"
After realizing what his master said, Jun Ting's eyes instantly showed excitement. Looking at the Star Holy Sword lying in front of him, he couldn't help but feel eager to try it.
Ye Xuanji smiled and said nothing, thinking that when his teacher took him to fly with a sword for the first time, he was just like his disciples.
Before Jun Ting could make a move, Ye Xuanji carried him onto the Star Holy Sword and protected his whole body with soul power to prevent the howling wind from high in the sky. Immediately afterwards, the Star Holy Sword at his feet soared into the sky as the villagers bid farewell, flew hundreds of meters into the air, and flew towards the sky in the direction of the Star Forest.
Looking at Shanyang Village that had gone far away, Junting gradually became lost in thought, and the six years of his life continued to appear in his mind. After the village was no longer visible, he suddenly spoke.
"Master, disciple, can I ask you something?"
"Between you and me, master and disciple, do you still need to ask for words?"
Ye Xuanji pretended to be sulky, "As long as it doesn't harm the interests of the sect or do anything harmful to nature, I will accept anything as a teacher."
"Teacher, I would like to ask people from the sect to hold a free spirit awakening ceremony for the villagers of Shanyang Village every year. Is that okay?"
Hearing this, Ye Xuanji was silent for once, but he was not embarrassed by this matter. Just let out a sigh.
"It's rare to not forget your roots! I agreed to this matter."
(End of chapter)