Chapter 22: The Mountain Is Not High (Part II)
What happened on Chaotian Peak spread in the sect the next day.
Those young disciples who had already entered the sect were originally indifferent to such a trivial matter as a freshman sword test. But who would have thought that the much-admired Uncle Sword Saint would actually be involved, and a big battle broke out with one enemy and one hundred.
Yesterday, the sword soared into the sky, killing straight to the top of Chaotian Peak, and the mighty momentum shocked hundreds of miles. Now they know the truth, it turns out that it is the famous Nine Swords of Loneliness.
Shaking hundreds of people in the initial realm, everyone admired the power of the Sword Saint, and the focus of the discussion fell on the gambling game.
The real person in charge has a word first, and if Ren Zhen wins, he will choose the place to live. If Ren Zhen fails, he must hand over the sword technique, otherwise he will bear the consequences.
The eyes of the masses are bright, and now everyone can see the ambition of the leader.
It turned out that he did not sincerely accept the return of the Sword Saint, but wanted to force the latter to hand over his original mastery and keep it for himself.
At this point, everyone closed their mouths in amusement and tacitly agreed. Of course, they didn't dare to speak ill of the head of the sect behind their backs, but they had a deeper understanding of this sinister sect.
Now everyone's biggest concern is, since Ren Zhen has won, which vein will he enter?
Just when they were longing and fantasizing about the scene of their fellow cultivators with the Sword Saint, the even more shocking news came out.
He chose the deserted Jingshan.
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The sky is clear and blue, and the bright sun shines on the Chaotian peak, warm and warm.
In the huge Chaotian Palace, it is still dark, and the chill lingers and makes people feel afraid.
There was a stretcher on the cold stone slab, on which the young man Fang Shiyu was lying with a pale face.
Although he had changed into new clothes, through his frightened eyes and the empty sleeve of his left arm, he could still vaguely see the shadow left by yesterday's battle.
This shadow was not only in his pupils, but also in this cold hall.
"With a hundred enemies, he couldn't force him to comply, who would have expected such a result......"
It was the confidant elder of the Chaotian vein who spoke. He turned to look at the man standing with his back in the lobby, the old man with a complicated expression on his face.
"I walked through the square just now, and I was so devastated that I couldn't bear to look at it. Our face was ruined by Gu Jiantang's sword like this, I am unwilling! ”
The corners of the old man's mouth twitched, and he was heartbroken.
Fang Shiyu on the ground smiled sadly, pinched his empty left sleeve, and his eyes were resentful, "If it weren't for you watching coldly and refusing to come to the rescue, how could it have caused the current situation that makes people laugh at it!" ”
When the old man heard this, his eyes narrowed suddenly, and the edge was terrifying, "With your cheap life, you are also worthy of letting us take action?" ”
As he spoke, he raised his arm and asked Fang Shiyu to punish him.
At this moment, a dry cough sounded.
Fang Rong, the young man standing below, stepped forward and said expressionlessly: "My brother's crime is determined by the master of the sect. What's the matter, Elder He wants to make a move again now? ”
The old man's eyes froze, staring at the head of the sect, his face was gloomy, "This kind of waste that has not achieved enough and has more than enough failures is also an eyesore to keep, what use do you want him!" ”
That being said, he took his hand back anyway.
Fang Rong is not only the first disciple of Qinghe Zhenren, but also the most dazzling young figure in Yunyao Sect, whose talent is the highest in the Seven Peaks. Coupled with the transcendent power of the Fang family, his position in the eyes of the head of the family is very important.
Under Elder He's indifferent gaze, Fang Rong bowed to Qinghe Zhenren and said respectfully, "My brother is guilty, I don't dare to intercede for him." Please allow me to atone for his sins and get back the face I lost in my original lineage! ”
With that, he turned and walked out of the temple.
Fang Shiyu ended up like this, all thanks to Ren Zhen. He wants to rely on his own strength to trample Ren Zhen under his feet and force him to hand over the Nine Swords of Loneliness!
"Idiot!"
didn't wait for him to go far, Qinghe Zhenren finally couldn't bear it anymore and scolded sharply.
Fang Rong's expression froze, he didn't expect this to be the case at all. The head master has always admired him and never reprimanded and punished, why did he thunder and anger this time and scold!
Elder He was also stunned, he couldn't understand, it was most appropriate for Fang Rong to go to Ren Zhen to settle accounts, was it wrong to do so?
Fang Rong walked back stupidly, lowered his head, and said in a trembling voice: "Disciple is reckless, please punish the master." ”
His attitude was humble, but his heart was extremely cold, "Gu Jiantang, this account is also on your head, and it will definitely be repaid in the future!" ”
Qinghe Zhenren turned to stare at him, his face pale, "Now everyone is waiting to see the excitement, if you run to use force again, isn't it shameful enough?" ”
When Fang Rong heard this, he lowered his head and snorted coldly in his heart, "It's embarrassing now, what did you do earlier!" ”
Qinghe Zhenren seemed to see through his thoughts, and said indifferently: "Gu Jiantang has an arrogant and strong temperament, and he will never succumb to force. If it hadn't been for that, I would have done it to him. If you go to show off your might, it will only backfire and destroy all the room for maneuver. ”
is worthy of being the leader of the dominant party, he has a deep city, and he has figured out Gu Jiantang very thoroughly.
If Ren Zhen were here at this time, he would definitely deeply agree with this point of view. As the owner of the embroidery shop, the reason why he did not rashly arrest Gu Jiantang and torture him to extract a confession was precisely for the same reason.
Now, he's up against an equally cunning opponent.
Qinghe Zhenren stretched out his hand, took out a certain item from his sleeve, and threw it to Elder He on the side.
Elder He put it in the palm of his hand, his expression slightly grim, "Hehuan Bell? ”
Qinghe Zhenren sat back in his seat and said indifferently: "Men and women are happy, and harmony is joy." The man in the capital didn't want us to make a move, so he specially sent this bell......"
Elder He took a deep breath as if he was facing a great enemy, "In this way, you can't use force against Gu Jiantang!" ”
Hearing the word capital, Fang Rong faintly guessed the origin of this thing, and was speechless in shock.
"She wants to protect him, it's a big trouble," Qinghe Zhenren narrowed his eyes and looked at the bright world outside the hall, his smile terrifying.
"If you don't want to play conspiracy, then use yang conspiracy!"
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The still clouds move slightly, and the breeze comes slowly.
On Jingshan, in front of a dilapidated thatched hut, Mo Yuqing sat at the door, basking in the sun boredly.
Looking at the towering peaks and mountains around her, she was preoccupied.
Ren Zhen carried the hare in his hand and walked back from the bottom of the mountain.
He went out early in the morning and went through the mound in its entirety.
She knew what he was doing, got up and stepped forward, and asked, "How is it, has there been any gain?" ”
Ren Zhen nodded, his face full of spring breeze, "Today is lucky, I ran into a hare and died on the stump, we can have a good meal!" ”
Her face changed, and she glared fiercely, "You know how to eat!" I'm asking you, have you found the prohibition that seals the air eye? ”
Ren Zhen rubbed the smooth fur of the hare and said, "How can a person as powerful as me not see the fame here?" If you want to know, go and skin me a rabbit! ”
She punched him in the chest, causing him to stumble in pain, "Explain immediately, or I'll skin you!" ”
Ren Zhen restrained his smile, walked into the thatched hut and sat down, and then said: "There is a hidden magic circle on Jingshan, called the Jiuyao Tianchen Array, as long as it is broken, the qi will be discharged, and the veins of the Yunyao Sect will self-destruct!" ”
Seeing that he had seen through the mystery of the magic circle, she breathed a sigh of relief, "How sure are you that you will destroy it?" ”
He frowned and smiled bitterly, "Before leaving, I prepared some means, and it is not difficult to destroy it. The problem is that I didn't expect that the aura here is cut off, and the gods are worried when they come, and the original preparation will definitely not be used! ”
"And, there's an even more tricky problem," he sighed, his face sad, "This magic circle is related to the Earth Killing Sword Formation that guards the sect, and it seems to be a pivot of it. If you pull your whole body, I'm afraid you'll make a big move at that time! ”
"What then? We have been humiliated, and it was not easy to find this leyline, and now we have given it up, are you willing? ”
Ren Zhen stared at the slightly swollen left hand and said, "I thought about it on the road, there is still one last way, but I need to wait until my left hand heals." ”
"What's the solution?" Mo Yuqinghu asked.
Ren Zhen raised his head, stared at her seriously for a long time, and said faintly: "Until now, I won't hide it from you." Actually, I have one eye on this hand. ”