Xuanweizi still maintained a slight smile, and was unimpressed in the face of Jia Dongfeng's provocation, but just said intriguingly: "Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are used as dogs, do you want heaven and earth, or do you want to be all things?" ”

On Shouyang Mountain, Xuanweizi is heaven and earth, even if he is not benevolent, his disciples are his dogs.

If Jia Dongfeng dares to resist, then he can easily take away her existing power and turn her into a dog like everyone else.

Shock people's hearts, suppress people's will, and destroy people's minds.

Xuanweizi can be powerful and blessed on the top of Shouyang Mountain, so that the talents of the world are so impressed that they dare not go down the mountain, relying on neither external things, nor the heart of cultivating truth, but the art of the emperor.

For the imperial technique, Jia Dongfeng happens to be very familiar.

Jia Dongfeng smiled back slowly: "Master, you misunderstood what I meant. Qushui Liuzhen is interesting, but if it is not early today, and the sky will be dark for a while, everyone will work hard to compare and watch. It's better to play a quick game, I play a tune, and whoever makes the poem quickly and well will win. Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds? ”

Never argue with the emperor about right and wrong, the emperor is always right. But to a limited extent, some innocuous adjustments can be made slightly.

Jia Dongfeng didn't want to provoke Xuanweizi's authority to kill and take away, she didn't have that right after all, she just didn't want to control the life and death of these people by herself, which was too cruel. She still couldn't do it after all.

Xuanweizi bowed slightly: "What you said also makes some sense, then according to what you said, the time of a song, see whose poems are more and better!" ”

Jia Dongfeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Xulou also breathed a long sigh of relief, raised his hand to wipe his sweat, and bowed his hand to Jia Dongfeng again. This time it was a gesture of gratitude.

The onlookers were a little excited, and some people scattered in twos and threes: "I don't have to watch this scene, I must be able to survive Jiang Xulou." ”

There are also people who haven't left, after all, Jiang Xulou's request to go down the mountain is a matter of nine deaths and one life, even if he wins today's game, he can't guarantee that he can win the next one. If it was really a fluke that Jiang Xulou won in the end, then he would not be able to watch such a scene when he went down the mountain.

It is always a pleasing thing to watch poets compose poems on the spot.

After all, such a scene is watched less than once.

Just as Jia Dongfeng gently twisted the strings, Jiang Xulou had already written thirty poems. None of the songs are dry and obscure, and there are not even similarities and similarities, and the writing is even more gorgeous and beautiful, which is heartbreaking.

The eyes of everyone present looked at him with fanatical awe as if they were looking at a real immortal.

The others in the pavilion had dejected faces, gray and desperate expressions of imminent death.

Once they proposed to go down the mountain on Shouyang Mountain, they had no regrets and no way out, and the only situation they faced was life and death.

Originally, they were in a group with Jiang Xulou today, and they understood that the chances of winning were very small, but according to the original ratio, they could at least live a little longer, instead of fighting so quickly, and the time of death would come suddenly.

It's all the woman in front of me.

It was easy to change Genvizo's mind and make him change the rules of the game that had never changed.

And this woman's hand has been pressed on the strings, intending to put an end to today's death.

Seeing that the time of death of these people is near.

Suddenly, someone jumped out of the pavilion, took out a dagger from his arms, and rushed straight to Jia Dongfeng, who was sitting in front of Yaoqin.

The bright blade approached, and the air instantly became cold and cold.

Jia Dongfeng's strength was hindered and he couldn't fight back, so he could only jump up from his seat and run in the direction of Xuanweizi, the safest place at the moment.

She just doesn't want to manipulate people's life and death, and she doesn't want to make people hate even so.

Xuanweizi raised his hand slightly, only to hear the ding, and the dagger broke.

The perpetrator immediately knelt on the ground in fear: "Master spare your life, Master spare your life!" Disciple, disciple is just too scared......"

Xuanweizi slowly shook his head: "No, when you choose to go down the mountain, you shouldn't be afraid of death; You shouldn't want to kill other people who don't deserve to die when you're about to die. ”

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at Jia Dongfeng casually: "It's better to use him to detoxify you!" ”

When Jia Dongfeng was still stunned, Xuanweizi had already slapped her vest with a palm, she only felt warm all over her body, the power that had entangled her for more than ten days, and suddenly uprooted her body, leaving only a cloud of black gas in Xuanweizi's palm-

Immediately, with a wave of his hand, the black gas entered the body of the perpetrator.

The assailant screamed miserably, lost the hilt of his sword, shrunk into a ball of pain, and rolled on the ground.

The pain of pulling the machine is unbearable for ordinary people.

Jia Dongfeng looked at the people rolling on the ground, but it was really difficult to sympathize with him, but he was deeply jealous of the Xuanweizi who forced the poison of the machine out and sent it into another person's body with internal force when he raised his hand.

It is obviously very unrealistic to trap the talents recruited from the world with the emperor's technique alone.

And these people have 10,000 giants, and they have learned the four great masters of Xuanwei, if someone has the heart to resist, and then raise their arms and shout, even if Xuanweizi has three heads and six arms, it is impossible to maintain such awe-inspiring authority.

Just like Jia Yi has Fu Yan, Jia Dongfeng once secretly wondered what Xuanweizi relied on.

Now she can be regarded as seeing that Xuanweizi's martial arts are above all the people she has seen, and she doesn't know how many times better.

As for the martial arts of the disciples of Xuanwei...... She didn't find out that they had the habit of competing with swords, and even the chief disciple like Wang Houjun only relied on brute force and ingenuity to put down himself, if he was in an uncontrolled state, he could not be his opponent at all.

There is also poison, judging from the detoxification mechanism of the opportunity, it is much more mysterious than Dali's Gu poison. Such a complex and attentive toxin design is really rare in the world, not to mention that Qi Huaizhen doesn't know what channel to give her hints, she can almost conclude that even if Qi Huaixuan makes a move, it is unlikely that she will find the real antidote to this poison.

As for whether Xuanwei can detoxify, she can't say. But judging from Genvizi's style of acting, it is unlikely that he will leave anyone else with any way back. I am afraid that the antidote to the poison of the opportunity can only be transferred from one person to another......

Therefore, Xuanweizi has become the biggest reliance of Shouyang Mountain Heaven and Earth, and it is himself.

The more than 10,000 disciples under the sect, no matter how good they are at occupying the past and observing the future, no matter how good they are at arranging and marching, unpredictable, and then making speeches and arguments, they will not be the opponents of Xuanweizi, who has super high martial arts and is very good at poisoning.

No wonder Genvizi has the audacity to abuse these heavenly prides with all his heart, it's like a simple jungle rule, he's a wolf, they're rabbits.

Even if there are a few alienated rabbits, in order to prevent unpredictable changes, he specially set up an extremely difficult but feasible way to go down the mountain, effectively enclosing the contradiction inside the rabbit. And don't let these rabbits pounce on you.

Even a person as amazing and brilliant as Zhen Liancheng obediently put on the shackles he gave and resigned himself to death.

If what Wang Houjun said is true......

If such a person wants to take his own life, what are his chances of winning?