The sky is blue and rainy, and the rain is like a curtain. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info[燃^文^书库][]. [774] [buy]. []【For more exciting novels, please visit】Zuo Ye held a paper umbrella and walked alone on the long street of bluestone. In the noisy Chu King City in the past, only the sound of rain and the footsteps echoing the heavens and the earth were left at this time.

Heaven and earth have a way, and people also have a way. The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is more than is lost; The way of man, the loss is insufficient and the benefit is more than gained. The way of heaven and man should be like the waxing and waning of the moon, different places, different visualizations, and different ways.

Standing in the rain, Zuo Ye fell into the mysterious realm of enlightenment. In the world of his mind, the ten thousand rivers of stars turned into the rain of the heavens, and the left night was in the rain, groping for the Tao.

In the performance hall of the Dyexi Daoist Academy, the elder disciples who went to the imperial capital to participate in the Six Dao Martial Arts were ready to go, and everything was ready, and they were the first to go.

"Rotten wood is really uncarvable, and such an important moment is actually delayed." Ning Yuan was already full of opinions about Zuo Ye, but now it can be regarded as a complete outbreak. Ning Yi was beside him, watching coldly and did not speak. He only has a few sides to Zuo Ye, although I don't know why the ancestor favors him, but since it is the ancestor's intention, he will not rebel.

The disciples behind him also began to talk about it, in the past, they were afraid of the obscenity of the young master Zuo, and most of the disciples of the Dyexi Daoist Academy did not dare to speak out. But the matter of the Six Dao Martial Arts is not trivial, it is often related to everyone's opportunity to cultivate immortals, and the disciples who usually refine the Dao Law in the inner gate are now out of the customs to participate in the Six Dao Martial Arts, with them, it is expected that Zuo Ye's arrogance will not be majestic.

As he was talking, he saw Shan Ying, a disciple under Ning Yuan's seat, sneering coldly: "It's such a big shelf, isn't it relying on the fake tiger power of the King of Chu and the fox that dares to trick me to dye the Xi Dao Academy." ”

The elders' faces changed when they heard this, and many disciples did not understand the reason, and when they saw someone, they began to criticize and write one after another, saying everything. Only a few of the disciples looked at Shan Ying, who had a cold expression, and looked thoughtful.

"Zuo Ye's such a gentleman is also worthy of being the first seat, where is this place for my old disciple of the Dean of Dyeing Creek Dao, if he dares to come today, I will be ashamed!" Another personal disciple made an astonishing remark, which also pushed the resentment of the dojo to the extreme.

"Oh, shame on you? I just don't know how you want to humiliate me? A teasing voice came from the gate, ethereal but clear.

The disciple of Dyexi turned his head to look at the door, and saw Zuo Ye leaning against the door in a red and white brocade robe, still carrying a dripping paper umbrella in his hand.

"Left Night?!" The disciple who had just boasted about Haikou saw the deity and instinctively pushed it back. But looking at the strange eyes of the brothers around him, he gritted his teeth at the lazy young man in front of him and said: "You are the shame of the Chu Wangcheng, you are not worthy of the position of the first seat of martial arts, get out of me!" ”

Everyone didn't expect Jiang Yu to do it without saying a word, and he personally passed on a beautiful shadow in his disciple, holding frost in his hand, and almost wanted to get out of the sheath. Although she did a good job of hiding her killing intent, the people around her were keenly aware of a startling chill.

"What's wrong with Senior Sister Chun'er?" Bai Yuyan was strange, on weekdays, there were disciples in the Taoist Academy who didn't open their eyes to provoke her, and she didn't see her so angry.

However, Liu Chun'er shook her head casually, and the chill on her body also melted into the spring breeze, and there was no trace. Bai Yuyan didn't want to say anything, but he accidentally found that Liu Chun'er's eyes always glanced at the door without a trace.

Could it be that Senior Sister Chun'er has something to do with this gentleman? Liu Chun'er has only been in the school for two years, but she has excellent talent, and she is loved by the elders of the Gong Gong and passed on her swordsmanship. On weekdays, there are very few people in her generation who can catch her eye. Bai Yuyan definitely didn't think that there was any **** between the two, and from Liu Chun'er's killing intent that broke out just now, it could be judged that the two might have a life-and-death feud.

Bai Yuyan turned his mind between the lightning and flint, and this moment Jiang Yu's attack had not yet reached Zuo Ye's side.

Jiang Yu has been in the Taoist Academy for less than two years, from cultivating immortal Xiaobai to the current eightfold cultivation of the quenching body, his qualifications are excellent, so he has become a personal disciple before he reaches the refining realm, which is also where he is proud.

For the sake of the Six Dao Martial Arts, he was forced by his master to forge his body and refine his bones to break through the quenching realm. After breaking through the eightfold quenching body, both his confidence and pride were extremely bursting, and he thought that this time out of the customs would be the focus of the disciples, but what he didn't want to hear was all the gossip of a gentleman.

Although he didn't have anything good to say, he still stole his limelight, which made Jiang Yu not angry. Before, he was afraid of his identity as the young master of King Chu, but when he heard Shan Ying's words, he was also a disciple of his own lineage, Jiang Yu thought that you could say it, but I couldn't say it, it was just a waste, presumably his father, the King of Chu, didn't want to see this waste.

Jiang Yu's stupid ideas and practices shocked everyone, and the disciples below dared to complain, how could they not know the horror of Zuo Chaoshi when they practiced in the Taoist Academy on weekdays. The dignified little devil didn't just rely on Lao Tzu's power to dominate the overlord city.

It's just that this time Zuo Ye chose the simplest and rude method.

Before Jiang Yu could get close, he heard a scream in everyone's ears, and before he came back to his senses, he saw Jiang Yu's short and fat body deeply embedded in the stone wall behind the dojo. Those stone walls are all broken bone stones that are used by disciples to forge their bodies and refine their bones on weekdays, and there are no traces left by the nine-fold and ten-fold consummation of the quenching body. But Jiang Yu is now embedded in it, thinking that with his current cultivation, he will be crippled if he doesn't die.

Zuo Ye still looked lazy, his body did not move, but his eyes wandered among the disciples, and his eyes were playful.

Jiang Yu, who didn't care about life and death, walked down the steps and stood in front of the elders.

"Since I have been entrusted, I should have come. It's just that it seems that the Dyexi Daoist Academy hasn't promoted my first martial arts seat yet. Zuo Ye smiled like a spring breeze, but the evil intent at the corner of his mouth made everyone's hearts chill.

"It's just relying on the blessing of the family, others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of Shan Ying!" Shan Ying took a step forward, his momentum was overwhelming, although it was only the initial level of refining breath, he had already touched the edge of Dao Sheng. This is a rare occurrence among three generations of disciples.

"Zhai, Ning, forget the three generations, the common is the forgetting of the word, the most familiar is the old man of the Zhai generation. As for Ning Zi's generation, apart from Ning Zi's old goods, what kind of communication is there really there? Zuo Ye ignored the second lack in front of him, but to the four elders of the Ning generation around him, the forgetting generation only forgot to hear and lead the team, even if he was stubborn, he didn't have the right to speak in front of several uncles.

Ning Yi, who has always been a cold bystander, frowned slightly when he heard Zuo Ye say this, Ning Zi is the elder brother of the Ning Zi generation, but he has become an old man in Zuo Ye's mouth, he and the teachers and nephews of the forgetting generation are just common, and the most familiar ones are actually the teachers of the Zhai Zi generation, but it is just a yellow-mouthed child in the Dyexi Dao Academy, and he was shocked in front of him.

"Why, don't you believe me?" Out of the corner of his eye, Zuo Ye glanced at the Ning Elder who was a little angry.

"Well, I can't explain it to you children." Zuo Ye muttered in his mouth, but a word came to everyone's ears.

"Boy, you're presumptuous!" Ning Yuan couldn't see Zuo Ye's arrogant appearance for a long time, even if he had the support of the King of Chu, but the Dyexi Dao Courtyard was also the second Dao Courtyard of Great Xia in the end, and not just anyone could provoke it.

"Young Master Zuo is still cautious, although the master has appointed you as the first seat of the martial arts, but the majesty of the Dyexi Daoist Academy still has to be maintained." The implication is that you have a name for the first seat, don't take yourself too seriously.

Zuo Ye looked around, the four elders of the Ning Zi generation had different expressions, all the disciples were silent, and Shan Ying was already so angry that he smoked because Zuo Ye ignored him.

In the end, Zuo Ye set his eyes on Ning Yi and said, "It's good to be a wall-to-wall view, but it's against the original heart of the Taoist." ”

"Huangkou children are also worthy of talking about Taoism!" Shan Ying couldn't help it, and slashed it with one palm, showing his cultivation of cultivation.

"I'm not worthy, are you worthy?" The repeated provocations made Zuo Ye lose patience and pointed to the single eagle point. The fingertips were swirling, and there was like thunder behind him.

"Ancient Refining Finger?!" Rather a little out of the left night of the Taoist source.

Alchemy Ancient Finger is a low-level technique recorded in the Ancient Xuan Sutra of Zuo's Descendant Preaching Method, Zuo Ye is currently only in the fivefold realm of quenching the body, and the power of the exertion is limited, and the palm of the Shangshan Eagle is also half a catty and eight taels.

It's just that out of everyone's expectations, when the fingers touch, Zuo Ye's fingers are like a hundred refined steel, broken jade and gold, and the strong palm wind disappears in the snap of his fingers.

"Oh no, Shan Ying is back." Ning Yuan could see at a glance that something was wrong, but it was too late to remind him. The fingertips of the left night pressed against the palm of the single eagle with a devastating momentum, and it was all in one breath.

"Ahh

"Bastard!" Seeing that his disciple was injured, Ning Yuan was furious, and raised his hand to suppress Zuo Ye. Ning Yi saw this and hurriedly stopped it, the junior was messing around, if he bullied the small, not to mention how Zuo Hanshi behind Zuo Ye looked, even the master and ancestor of the Dyexi Daoist Academy would not let him go.

"Hmph, hit the little one and come to the old one, the little master is afraid of you!" With a roar, I saw Zuo Ye sacrifice something.

The Ancestral Law

The silver light flashed, and a scroll was sacrificed into the sky by the left night. Suddenly, the void formation pattern above the Dyexi Dao Courtyard appeared, and the coercion was like a tide, as if the king of mortals had descended, suppressing him.

The decree was aimed at the elders of the Ning generation, and all the disciples fell to their knees under the residual authority, and the elders were also miserable. Before being suppressed, Ning Yiyu swept away the evil smile of Zuo Ye, and his heart was bitter.

"This is a disgrace to everyone."

This kid has made a lot of nonsense and angered everyone, just to fix us people in the right way.

What a treacherous boy!

"Candles, you have to let me light you!" Under the pressure of the Fa Decree, Zuo Ye spent a good time looking at the Dying Creek disciples lying on the ground.

"Okay, Ah Ye, it's time to repair it, it's not time for me, let's leave early." At this time, in the depths of the Dyexi Daoist Temple, the sound of the flood rolled into the ears of everyone in the performance hall. As soon as the words fell, the formation pattern escaped into the void, and the suspended scroll law decree stopped the coercion and fell into Zuo Ye's hands. All the disciples were shocked that there was such a powerful person in the Dao Academy, who could actually manipulate the void formation of the Dao Academy, and only the elders of the Ning Zi Sect curled up on the ground, swinging.

"Okay, since you've come forward, let's educate here today." Zuo Ye put away the decree, looked down at Shan Ying who was in a cold sweat and said: "Forget about that fat man just now, you are still useful in the Six Dao Martial Arts, today is a small punishment and a big commandment, can you take it?" ”

Shan Ying gritted his teeth and didn't want to admit that the waste who was scorned by him in the past actually abolished his right hand with one move, and suppressed himself to kneel in front of him, humiliation was like a raging tide, and now even if he didn't want to surrender, he couldn't do it.

In a trance, Shan Ying forgot the dignity and pride he regarded as his life, and muttered in a low voice, not only to himself, but also to Zuo Ye.

"I'm convinced."

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