Lingxian Pavilion.

Qingqiu was ill and strongly requested a martial arts trial for him.

Although he knew that for hundreds of years, all those who had been tried by the martial arts had flown down from Ling Xiantai, and there were many ghosts, traitors, murderers, or flower thieves.

There was no place higher in the Seven Kingdoms than Ling Immortal Pavilion, so the journey of this flight would be long, meaning that the constant fear would be longer.

If a person falls from a high place and does not reach the ground for a long time, will he really mistakenly think that he can fly?

No matter what kind of illusion, no matter what kind of dream, all of them will be defeated by reality. Everyone who flew out could only embrace the earth, and a red flower bloomed on the cold and hard earth.

To Qingqiu's delight, there were many more people who came than he expected.

As far as the eye can see, the famous heroes in the martial arts and the rivers and lakes are standing side by side, the eldest brother of the gang and the turtle of the Qinglou exchange happy eyes, and the monk who eats fast and the butcher who wields the knife argue...... There are also countless visitors of all kinds.

Can it really be so important for them to see that they fly? Qingqiu thought depressedly, this is probably the peak moment of his life. Not to mention these people in the third world, even their own fathers, they are not like these people who can't beat but put down their livelihoods and come all the way to pay attention to themselves.

But then again, there were indeed quite a few people who flew down from Ling Immortal Pavilion, but there really wasn't a single family lord's child for thousands of years.

Qingqiu's illness was fortunate enough to fill this gap.

He comes from the Qingqiu family, which is in full swing, and is the younger brother of the current queen and the uncle of the current emperor.

In this way, it is easy to understand, such a rare scene, who would want to miss it, I really don't know if I miss it, I really don't know how many hundred years it will have to wait.

What's more, even the people from the Dugu family in Flame City came, and the martial arts heroes and idle people felt that the trip was worthwhile. People were pointing at this group of people in fiery red clothes.

Among the red-clothed people, one of them, wearing a dark red robe, with a blood-red agate jade belt around his waist, and his eyes were sharp and abnormal, was Dugu Zheng, the younger brother of Dugu Zheng, the guardian of the Western Realm, and Dugu Ming, the head of the Great Leiyin Temple.

Next to him, a handsome young man in his teens was Dugu Zheng's own son Dugu Yin, who was looking for a young woman with a little appearance in the crowd, and lost no time in sending a teasing look.

Dugu Ming frowned at such a noisy crowd, he didn't expect to encounter such a scene.

Originally, he was just entrusted by his eldest brother to quietly come to Lingxian Pavilion to propose marriage to the prince, but he didn't expect that there were so many people here that the sea could not be leaked.

What's more, now it is the people of the Shangguan family who clean up the Qingqiu family for the people of the Buyang family, and his appearance represents the Dugu family.

But how could the Dugu family ever think of wading into this troubled water? If they don't get it right, they will set themselves on fire.

The decision of the great master of the Great Lei Yin Temple to keep a low profile was to wait until the matter was over to meet the Lord of the Ling Immortal Pavilion and discuss the matter of the two families.

"I don't think this Central Plains martial arts is very good, they are all wine bags and rice bags. Duguyin said.

"What the eldest prince said is right," a person in fiery clothes with a hooked nose answered, this person saw that his status in the Great Leiyin Temple was not low, and he followed Dugu Ming and Dugu Yin closely, he looked around at the martial arts people, "There is a chance for them to see the mastery of our Great Leiyin Temple and sweep their Central Plains martial arts." ”

"You all know a fart," Dugu Ming cursed in a low voice, "The Central Plains Martial Arts Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, especially the Fog Shadow Moon Sword Technique of this Ling Immortal Pavilion, learn one and a half moves, you can move the rivers and lakes, you two frogs at the bottom of the well." ”

Duguyin and Eagle Hooknose listened to Dugu Ming's reprimand, quietly looked at each other and passed a look, pursed their lips and smiled secretly, looking very unconvinced.

The chaotic scene quieted down with the appearance of Qingqiu's illness. Qingqiu was sick with a black cane, limping through the crowd, "There is a labor concession, if you want to see me fly, you have to let me go first." He muttered as he parted the crowd.

Compared to the cold wind in the "attic", it is warm as spring.

Qingqiu is sick and greedily enjoys the comfort here, not to mention that there are so many people here who are full of "expectations" for him.

He nodded to the people he passed by, none of whom he knew.

But with all the fields he has now, he thinks it's better to be kind.

When Qingqiu was sick and stood in the position of trial, the people of Ling Immortal Pavilion also appeared one by one.

First, the disciples of the Ling Immortal Pavilion were arranged in two columns according to their seniority, and then the fat chief steward followed the Shuiluo Pavilion Lord into the hall.

The water fell to the main seat of the hall and sat down, and there was a mount next to her, and the seat was empty.

But this empty seat is extremely heavy in the eyes of the people of the rivers and lakes.

Some people show their faces every day, but they don't really matter in people's hearts. Some people have lived in seclusion for fifteen years, but there is not a day in the rivers and lakes that his legend has not been circulated.

That empty chair, everyone knows, it belongs to Shangguan Yunxiang.

The only person in this world who can stand up to the crown prince Mo Yiyan, or rather, is no longer human.

Dressed in white, Shangguan Yunxiang, the blood-clothed god marquis, is a living sword immortal in this world.

Therefore, as long as the seat is still there, even if it is empty, no one in the rivers and lakes can shake the status of Ling Immortal Pavilion.

Shui Luo sat high in the main seat, beating a small drum in his heart.

The crippled and ugly Qingqiu in front of him is sick, and he is really a hot potato.

My daughter, who doesn't know the importance of it, took over this idle business, and now I don't know where to go.

Senior brother Shangguan Yunxiang has been in retreat for a long time, and according to the usual practice, he can get out of the customs today, maybe senior brother can come up with a suitable idea.

Now, it is up to her, a "crazy" woman, to control today's situation.

Shui Luo is a woman who has broken her heart, she is often mentally deranged, but she is not crazy enough to push the second son of the Qingqiu family down from Ling Xiantai.

Sometimes she thinks that there is nothing wrong with being crazy. Because even if she did, who would blame a madman?

"Ugly ghost, in front of all the martial arts heroes, quickly bring the crime you have committed to the truth!" Shui Luo's voice echoed in the wide hall.

Well, it's time to make your own debut. "Very discerning Shuiluo Pavilion Master," Qingqiu walked to the center of the hall with a sick sway, "Your eyes are bright, you can see all my looks at a glance and make a correct summary, I hope you can judge whether I really should fly or not." ”

"Hmph, then it goes without saying, I may tell at a glance that you are not a good person, how can a good person grow like you. Shui Luo deliberately sat cross-legged in the seat, although it was unseemly, but it was rumored that she was a madman, and she had to be different from normal people, and sure enough, the people in the rivers and lakes all smiled and nodded, as if the rumors in the past had been confirmed with their own eyes. "Hurry up, let's fly. ”

The eyes of the Jianghu people are full of expectation.

"What should I say, I admit that I am a villain," Qingqiu turned around and looked around at everyone, and talked eloquently, "Guys, I have made countless mistakes. I've slept with the bitch of the Qinglou, not once, but hundreds of times. I made a wish to the Bodhisattva that my father would die, and I had the same thought about my brothers and sisters. Then he turned to look at Shuiluo again, "I don't treat people well sometimes, I beat them violently, of course, for someone like me, it's like tickling." I still gamble, and what's worse is that I still pay a lot of money. I'll tell you a little secret, I've said bad things about many people, including the noble ladies of the court, and made many nasty jokes about them......"

All the heroes burst into laughter, drowning out Qingqiu's voice of confessing his guilt.

"Shut up!" Shui Luo rebuked sharply, "Ugly ghost, what do you think you're doing?"

Qingqiu tilted his head sickly, "Pavilion Master, I'm confessing." ”

"Tell me how you murdered Bu Yangming, the youngest son of the Buyang family, how you pushed him off the tree, and how you sent someone to assassinate him with your dagger. Say this!"

Qingqiu was sick and shrugged his shoulders helplessly. "I'm afraid I can't admit what I haven't done," he said, as he came to a mahogany beam, stretched out his hand to make a climbing gesture, piggybacking on his stump leg, and turned back to the crowd, "will you believe that I can climb a tree five times thicker than I do, and push a child down from it, and come down safely?"

Shui Luohuo stood up, stood on the chair and pointed to Qingqiu's illness and said, "Don't you want to be happy with me, ugly ghost, I guess you want to live in the attic for a long time, Heng Er, Heng Er died there, take the ugly ghost to the attic!"

Yokoji appeared in a ghostly manner, watching the water fall in a daze, waiting for her to give an order.

It's now, Qingqiu is sick and thinks, his chance has come.

Whether it's an opportunity or not, going back to the attic will either freeze to death, or lose your footing and fly, or you will be abused and starved to death by Yokoji.

He's going to take a gamble.

"Slow!Ling Immortal Pavilion is still unreasonable," Qingqiu was sickly and shouted, "At least half of the heroes of the world are here, hey, there are still people from the Dugu family over there, I ask everyone to give a comment," he turned to face the crowd and said, "They accused me of committing a crime, I denied it, and then they threw me into the prison to starve and freeze." ”

Qingqiu was sick and walked through the crowd, showing people the scars he had given him in the heavenly prison.

Especially Dugu Ming, who was shown to the Dugu family, although they didn't know each other, they were all members of the family, and they were counting on Dugu Ming to say a word, but Dugu Ming didn't look at him at all.

"So, I won't go back to the attic when I die," Qingqiu shouted to Shuiluo in the crowd sickly, "I will now apply for a heavenly trial in front of the heroes of the world." Let God decide whether I'm guilty or not. ”

There were whispers everywhere in the hall, and Qingqiu was sick and knew that Shui Luo couldn't refuse.

Although he was not treated well by his father, this did not prevent him from being of noble origin, the son of the most powerful nobleman in the country, and the younger brother of the current queen.

In any case, there was no reason for Shuiluo to refuse his request for a natural judgment by choice.

Shui Luo smiled lightly, she never expected that this disabled ugly ghost would be even more crazy than herself, a real madman.

This guy actually asked for a heavenly judgment and he really lived enough.

If you return to the attic, you can still survive for a few days, waiting for your brother to come out of the customs before making a decision.

But there is no chance of survival in the judgment of natural choice.

"Ugly ghost, today I will do what you wish, this is what you requested," Shui Luo's hand pointed to several disciples, "Open the Sky Eye." ”

The crowd of onlookers retreated to both sides, no one would have thought that they would actually see Ling Immortal Pavilion open the eyes of heaven this time.

I saw a narrow door of water mirrors between the two slender marble pillars, on which the shape of the eyes was carved in white jade.

The two disciples strode over, and the people near the door hurriedly retreated. One of the disciples removed the heavy bronze latch, and the other pulled the door inward. The cloaks of the two were immediately blown up by the strong wind that roared into them, and they snapped.

Outside the door, the golden sunlight is shining in full bloom, shining through the gap into the hall, creating an eye-shaped halo on the floor.

"Since it's the Heavenly Chosen Trial you applied for, then please put it. "If God thinks you're innocent, you'll fly to the ground unscathed, and you'll be free." ”

"Lord Shuiluo Pavilion, I sincerely thank you for your kindness," Qingqiu said politely, "but I know that there is a second option for the Heavenly Selection Trial in the martial arts, so I ask for a martial arts trial." ”

Thunderous laughter rang out in the hall of Ling Immortal Pavilion.

Duguyin and Eagle Hook Nose pointed at Qingqiu and laughed non-stop. Dugu Ming, who has always been rigorous, also chuckled and showed his teeth. As for those who walk the rivers and lakes and play tricks, they are even more smiling. Even the wind whistling from beyond the eye of the sky sounded full of mockery.

Only the watery eyes were full of doubts, and it was obvious that the ugly ghost surprised her again, "Yes, of course you have this right, then you will be judged by force." ”

"Lord Shuiluo Pavilion, Sichuan Tangmen asked to fight. A thin, neatly dressed man flashed out, he didn't look like he was wearing any weapons, but no one knew he had hundreds of darts hidden on him.

"You Tang Sect are the oldest," a bearded man stood up resolutely, he was wearing an untimely black bear skin jacket, "Shuiluo Pavilion Lord, Saibei Black Eagle Fort Mo Beiying is seeking to fight." ”

"And our Golden Knife Gate, the Golden Knife Gate seeks to fight. ”

"You're all a piece of, we're all fighting in the game. ”

Obviously, in front of the heroes of the world, this is a rare opportunity to make a name for yourself.

What's more, the opponent is a cripple who can win with one finger.

I originally wanted to see a lively scene, but I didn't expect there to be a participation award. If anyone ignores such an opportunity, wouldn't they be a big fool?

Even Dugu Yin, the young descendant of the Dugu family, couldn't help but want to get up and fight, and he was held down by Dugu Ming.

"Uncle, there is Lingxian Pavilion in the east and Leiyin Temple in the west, how can there be two martial arts holy lands in the world, sooner or later, why not let my nephew appear, raise the prestige of my Leiyin Temple, and deter the Central Plains martial arts. ”

"You are so impetuous, how can you entrust great things. Dugu Ming said.

Duguyin didn't say anything, but his expression was very dissatisfied.

Dozens of voices rushed to fight, always trying to overpower others.

Seeing so many people who couldn't wait to take his life, Qingqiu was very depressed when he was sick. Maybe in the end, the idea you came up with wasn't as clever as you expected.

The Lingxian Pavilion Pavilion Lord Shui Luo motioned for everyone to be quiet. "Heroes, I, Ling Immortal Pavilion, as the host, can't participate in the competition, and I also want you all to enjoy this glory, but unfortunately I can only choose one. She gestured, "The old swordsman of the Famous Sword Villa is also there, if you make a move, no one in the world will object." ”

Zhuo Yifan, the owner of Mingjian Villa, didn't want to come, but he happened to stay in the east and couldn't stand the persuasion of his friends before coming here, and he kept silent all the time.

This saw Shui Luo naming himself, so he had to dodge out and answer.

"Shuiluo Pavilion Master," Zhuo Yifan said with his fists clenched, "Please also hand over this burden to others." Just because the opponent is not a swordsman, you look at him, not much taller than my sword, he is still lame and crippled, and this kind of person competes, why should he make a move in the Sword Villa. "Mingjian Villa is also one of the best in the rivers and lakes, so naturally there is no need to make such a false name, but it makes people laugh.

Oh, that's great, Qingqiu thought sickly. "I agree. ”

Shui Luo glanced at the ugly ghost coldly, "It's you who asked for a trial in martial arts." ”

"I will keep my promise, but I will also be like Ling Immortal Pavilion and find a swordsman to fight for me. As far as I know, my brother Qingqiu is not bad for his courageous kung fu. ”

"Your great dragon slayer brother is eight hundred miles away. Shui Luo rebuked.

"Send a bird to fetch him, and I'll be happy to wait for him. ”

"Fart, decide on the right person today, you have to duel tomorrow. ”

"Then you choose yours, and I will also choose a proxy swordsman to duel for me. Qingqiu was sick and looked at Shui Luo with incredible eyes: "Could it be that you want to force me to limp and be covered in wounds to deal with the great swordsman you chose?"

"Okay, okay, if you are reasonable, I will make an exception for you to allow you to choose," she also looked at Qingqiu with incredible eyes, "Can you choose someone here today to duel for you? If you can't choose you, you can only play in person." ”

"Hmph. Qingqiu snorted coldly, looked around the hall, looking for a strong man who could play for him and was sure to win, there was no doubt that if he failed for his own people, he would not be able to escape the fate of flying.

Shui Luo fell his eyes on the figure of the red-clothed Dugu family in the crowd. "Since the Great Leiyin Temple in the Western Realm is also here, please also ask the Dugu family to send a master to fight. ”

As soon as her words fell, all the heroes also nodded yes, the Great Lei Yin Temple and the Ling Immortal Pavilion were equally famous, and their people appeared, naturally no one dared to compete with them.

Dugu Ming originally wanted to keep a low profile and wait until the matter was over, so that he could discuss the matter of proposing marriage with the pavilion master Shuiluo. Now that the water has fallen on its own, how can it refute the face of the water fall.

Dugu Yin was overjoyed, the opportunity finally came, he was about to dodge out, but was pulled by Dugu Ming, "Then the Great Lei Yin Temple will send the disciple Renault who can't be a weapon to go to fight." ”

Hook-nosed Renaud never dreamed that this kind of good thing that only makes money and does not lose money will come to him, "Lord Xie." His body swayed slightly, and he actually rose into the air on the spot, and after rising to the highest place, he flew to the center of the hall like a fire phoenix with wings spread, and landed firmly on the ground, clenching his fists at everyone, and the corners of his mouth grinning happily to his head.

"Why didn't my uncle let me play?" Duguyin asked unconvinced.

"You are the eldest son of the Dugu family, do you want to kill the second son of the Qingqiu family with your own hands? Dugu Ming enlightened his nephew, "If you want to dominate the Western Realm in the future, you still have a lot to learn." ”

Only then did Duguyin understand his uncle's intentions.

When everyone applauded Renault's beautiful appearance, Shui Luo looked at Qingqiu with a look of pity: "It's time for you to find it." ”

Qingqiu was sick and had to clench his fists in embarrassment and salute the heroes of the world, "Is there anyone who fights for me, is there any?"

The hall was silent. Qingqiu glanced at Shui Luo in embarrassment, "Five hundred gold python coins, is there any, who will fight for me?"

"Five thousand gold python coins, think about it, it's five thousand. Qingqiu was sick and instigated in a high voice, "There are five thousand gold python coins, and you can do nothing while lying down for ten lifetimes, and you can eat and clothe yourself." Is there any?"

Shuiluo gracefully watched the ugly ghost show, his eyes like watching the last funny of a dying person.

Five thousand gold python coins is indeed a large amount, but anyone has to weigh their own strength, after all, a dead person can't go down the mountain with a gold python coin.

What's more, on behalf of Qingqiu to fight when he is sick means that he represents the opposing side, which is not honorable, and the people in the rivers and lakes care about honor, which is above all else.

There will be warriors under the heavy reward, and Qingqiu is sick and reciting a sentence silently in his heart. It was not easy for him to gamble his life to get to this point, and this feast of big gambles had to be gambled.

Otherwise, he will have to fly.

"Ten thousand gold python coins, my God, even I have never seen so much gold. Qingqiu was sick and said loudly and almost roaring, "Whoever fights for me, even if he loses, the Qingqiu family will send 10,000 gold python coins to your home, and if you want, the Qingqiu family will also give you territory." ”

There were whispers in the hall, obviously 10,000 gold python coins were tempting, not to mention the territory.

"Life is gone, what's the use of giving a mountain of gold. ”

"Phew, Lao Tzu is a scholar of five generations, how can he damage the family's reputation for the sake of copper smell, hum. ”

......

Seeing that no one answered, Shui Luo gloated and looked at Qingqiu is sick, "Ugly ghost, I didn't expect to be lucky enough to see your kung fu tomorrow, haha." ”

Before he could finish speaking, a man with a black sword on his back stepped forward.

Qingqiu was sick and opened his eyes incrediblely, as if he had witnessed a miracle.

"You, you came out of there, why didn't I see you just now, I thought about the ...... of the twilight" He immediately realized that it was very inappropriate to say the name of Bu Yangying, "I thought about the old brother of Wu Ying." ”

"Shuiluo Pavilion Master," Bu Yangying ignored him, and said to Shuiluo with his fists clenched, "Maybe I can fight for him." ”

Shui Luo didn't know Bu Yangying, and the people in the rivers and lakes didn't know him.

Presumably, this kid named Wu Ying is a reckless boy who is eager to be famous and eager for gold.

Shuiluo nodded in agreement.

"Brother Wu Ying, it's good to see you here. "Qingqiu, who has experienced hardships recently, is sick like meeting a loved one, shedding a few sad tears.

"Ugly ghost, I didn't even want to save you, you know why. Bu Yangying said to him unceremoniously, "You'd better shut up, and I'll turn around and leave if you say one more word." ”

Qingqiu kept his mouth shut in sickness.

"Hopefully you'll be lucky enough to leave alive tomorrow. After speaking, Shuiluo turned and left the hall.

The people of the rivers and lakes gambled for who would lose and who would win tomorrow.

Judging from the odds, Qingqiu's illness and Bu Yangying seem to be very unoptimistic and not optimistic.