Super System Plundering the Heaven

Yan Jing City, there was a simple courtyard. Although it was in a busy city, it was far away from the mortal world.    

This courtyard was very small. It was surrounded by a fence and a wooden door was half-covered.    

A few rattan seedlings in the courtyard were wrapped around the fence and climbed up.    

A wooden house was located in a corner of the courtyard, and a few stalks of grass were growing tenaciously on the roof.    

In the middle of the courtyard, there was a rattan chair. An old man with white hair and beard was lying on the rattan chair, swaying slowly.    

This courtyard was not large, and it looked simple and plain. If someone looked down on it, they would truly be blind.    

In Yan. In this golden city in the capital, there were very few people who could have such a small courtyard that was like a paradise!    

This included the old man in the courtyard.    

The former Alliance Master of the Hua Country, Xing Meng's Martial Uncle, a tier 7 god level Martial Artist known as the Heavenly Sword, Lee Wuzhen!    

Lee Wuzhen laid on the rattan chair and opened his eyes slightly. Looking at the changes in the wind and clouds above his head, he let out a faint sigh.    

"The Great World War is about to come. I wonder if it is a blessing or a curse..."    

On a road far away from the courtyard, a car stopped.    

Three people walked out from within.    

One was a middle-aged man with a calm appearance.    

The other was a young man with a delicate and pretty appearance.    

The last one was a young man with an arrogant expression.    

The three of them got off the car and walked along a small road by the road. They passed through a bamboo forest and arrived at the entrance of the quiet courtyard.    

Du! Du! Du!    

Although the door of the courtyard was half-closed, the middle-aged man did not rashly enter.    

Instead, he stopped and respectfully knocked on the wooden door a few times before speaking in a clear voice.    

"Junior Shi Qing brings my disciple, Chen Dong, and my son, Shi Yu. Greetings, Senior Heavenly Sword!"    

After a long time, a faint voice came from the courtyard.    

"Come in!"    

Creak!    

Shi Qing's face lit up. He brought Chen Dong and Shi Yu in, pushing open the door and entering.    

Lee Wuzhen sized up Shi Qing and the other two with a pair of calm eyes. After that, his gaze shifted to Shi Yu. "Innate sword bones, not bad! He's a good seedling for sword practice!"    

Shi Qing's expression became even happier, and he said respectfully, "My son has been practicing martial arts since he was young, and now he's already a Class-three Flexible Tendon Stage! I heard that Senior is interested in accepting a disciple, so I came to pay you a visit! "    

Lee Wuzhen nodded, and his face was calm like water, and he didn't reveal the slightest fluctuation. "My Sword Dao needs to temper my Sword Heart every day, and I can't slack off in the slightest. Otherwise, all my previous efforts would have been for naught. Can you hold on to it?"    

Under the instructions of his father, Shi Qing, the young Shi Yu took a step forward, and then he bent down and said respectfully, "Senior, Junior doesn't dare slack off in the slightest since that day I've tempered myself!"    

Lee Wuzhen looked at the young man for a long time, and then he said, "A young man can be hot-blooded, but he can't be envious. He needs to be wary of arrogance and impatience, and his heart must be magnanimous. I hope you'll remember this!"    

"Yes, senior!"    

The unhappiness in Shi Yu's eyes disappeared in a flash, and he replied respectfully.    

Shi Qing stood at the side, and when he heard this, his tone became slightly anxious as he said, "Senior, then regarding the matter of becoming my disciple..."    

"Wait a little longer!"    

Lee Wuzhen waved his hand, indicating Shi Qing to calm down.    

Shi Qing was startled and hesitated for a moment before saying in a low voice, "Senior, my son is born with a sword bone, and his talent is extraordinary. He has several Martial Artists, and can be considered to be at the top. I hope senior can consider more!"    

Lee Wuzhen laid on the rattan chair with his eyes closed. He said in a flat tone, "I said, wait a little longer!"    

Shi Qing was startled. A worried look flashed across his face. However, due to Lee Wuzhen's prestige, he did not dare to ask any more questions. He could only stand by the side and wait quietly.    

Shi Yu was young and arrogant. When he saw that Lee Wuzhen didn't accept him as his disciple immediately, the unhappiness in his heart intensified. He looked at Lee Wuzhen with dissatisfaction.    

"What a pity..."    

A deep sigh was emitted from Lee Wuzhen's mouth.    

Shi Qing and the other two men turned a deaf ear to it, as if they didn't hear it. They stood at the side, waiting for Lee Wuzhen's orders.