There will be a loser in the battle between the two, the master and apprentice compete, the apprentice can't get the slightest benefit, looking at the incredible face of the mirror, Wen Dong lifted the cuffs and pulled up the girl on the ground, and asked with a smile, "Can you see?" ”

Jing Li rubbed his shoulders and hissed faintly, and then shook his head like a hymn with his eyes closed, and finally stared at his eyes and sighed, "I don't understand." ”

Wen Dong pinched the corners of his forehead, sighed softly, and said jokingly, "But do you want to compare again?" ”

How could Jing Li not feel that the Lord of the Wen Pavilion was so black-bellied before, but now that all his family background has been shaken out, he has resolved it without much effort, is it because he has not practiced? Want to take a mirror to rejuvenate your shins?

Jing Li stepped back from his heels to show weakness and replied, "No, no, no......"

The Lord of the Wen Pavilion straightened his clothes, paced around the Nirvana Field with his hands in his hands, and told Jing Li what kind of means he had used.

"The two fight, one attack, the other defends, every move your opponent uses must have a purpose, if each blow allows the opponent to succeed, he will then accumulate the advantage, and finally conquer you." Wen Dong's side face was as square as a knife, reflecting the moonlight, and the Wen Pavilion Lord threw it with a fierce color.

Jing Li seemed to understand whether he understood whether he understood or not, and his head paused, and he pounced on the Wen Pavilion Lord with an embarrassed smile like a vicious dog, "But how do I know the purpose of the opponent's every move?" ”

Wen Dong smiled at the moonlight, and said on his back, "Isn't the opponent's purpose exactly what you fear the most in your heart?" ”

"Your fear of the opponent's predicament is the purpose of his every move." Wen Dong changed his words to solve his doubts for Jing Li.

This is also true, the situation you are most afraid of in the competition is the dilemma that the opponent will cause to you with every move, the more uncomfortable your state is, the more his goal has been achieved. For example, if you are inflexible in dodging and afraid of close attacks, and at this moment, the opponent is facing your most lethal concern and frequently uses melee stabbing methods, then his goal has been achieved.

The wind was bleak, Wen Dongqing silk wrapped around his shoulders, and said with a word, "Hide or block, this is the way you can achieve the goal of breaking the other party's moves." ”

Jing Li stared at the deep meaning in the eyes of the Lord of Wen Pavilion, and asked in his mind, "Hidden?" Block? ”

Wen Dong took out the bamboo flute like a dragon out of the sea, Teng Chong poked at Jing Li's abdomen, "The premise of hiding is self-knowledge, understanding one's own shortcomings, and trying to avoid exposing oneself to the opponent in the martial arts." ”

Wen Dong rotated the bamboo flute in his hand to open the hair of Jing Li, and poked it in front of Jing Li's eyes with two fingers, "The premise of blocking is to see through, understand the purpose of each blow of the opponent, and block it!" ”

Jing Li puffed out her round mouth, this theory sounds like a miraculous skill, but this girl can really do it?

Wen Dong stopped pacing, brushed Jing Li's side and walked under the stone field, raised his hand and stretched his sleeves and shouted, "Girl, martial arts is not only a competition of exercises, but also depends on this!" Wen Dong nodded his temples.

"Girl, I'll send you here, see you in the future!" Wen Dong glanced at him, pointed at Jingli, and turned away.

"Farewell to Pavilion Master Wen, farewell to Xiaoyao Pavilion......"

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After saying goodbye to Wen Dong for a while, Jing Li returned to this place that made her uncomfortable - Huangyu Pavilion.

Outside the hall, the disciples waited for the door to see a woman in red coming with the wind, and both of them looked carefully, it was originally a disciple of the main pavilion.

"I've seen the Great Disciple of the Main Pavilion." The two who were at least a generation older than Jing Li worshipped respectfully.

Jing Li didn't care much about the number of courtesy, shook his hand, and said with a smile, "Don't be, I can't stand it!" ”

The two raised their heads in a daze and asked, "Do you want to inform the Phoenix Feather Pavilion Master?" ”

Before Jing Li could answer, above the pavilion, a stream of shadows like red petals flew down, and the two of them stood on both sides in an instant, and the bright red clothes of the Phoenix Feather Pavilion Lord were as dazzling as herself.

Jing Li hadn't seen the Phoenix Feather Pavilion Master for several months, but the sense of strangeness had not increased, but it had only increased a few different feelings of closeness and long-lost time.

"Disciple, meet the Phoenix Feather Pavilion Master." Jing Li's etiquette is much more thoughtful than before.

Since I haven't seen her for a few months, the girl is really well-behaved, and the master of the Phoenix Feather Pavilion helped up Jingli and only said, "Come with me......"

Jing Li followed behind the lord of the Phoenix Feather Pavilion, shuttling through the strangely constructed surrounding building, among the nine pavilions, the Phoenix Feather Pavilion should be the most deserted, after all, there are few people, and there is only one pavilion master who lives here all the year round, and even the air he breathes is cold!

The Phoenix Feather Pavilion Lord took Jing Li back to the room she hadn't lived in for months, and the wood smell of the furniture was so familiar in the old house. Jing Li touched the door frame and said, "I haven't returned for so long, but it's still so clean......"

The Lord of the Phoenix Feather Pavilion said with great interest: "I have taken care of this myself." ”

Jing Li didn't want the pavilion master to work hard in the room, but after all, the pavilion master was still related to himself, and there was an aunt who didn't eat honey if he was in pain, but how could this aunt also be his own master, and no matter how close she was, she still had to pay attention to the gift of the teacher.

The Lord of the Phoenix Feather Pavilion sat down on the ebony chair, pulled Jing Li's left hand, and untied the Juan forging on her hand, revealing a long-standing nostalgia in her eyes, "This totem seems to be so close now......

Intimate? Could it be that the Phoenix Feather Pavilion Lord also had an old friend with the Snow Yang Pavilion Lord before?

"Jing Li, you know that this flower is even more flowerless, but you let it live again." The Phoenix Feather Pavilion Lord was pleased to focus on the back of Jing Li's hand.

The master of the Phoenix Feather Pavilion lit the candle on the table, put it in his hand, led the mirror Li out of the door, and walked on the ancient corridor of the black hole.

Jing Li's teeth were timid, he shrugged his shoulders, pulled the corners of the robe of the Phoenix Feather Pavilion Lord, and asked timidly, "Phoenix Feather Pavilion Lord...... We are ...... Where to? ”

The Lord of the Phoenix Feather Pavilion handed the candle flame to Jing Li, which also saved her from being a little afraid, and then said in a suppressed voice through the mask, "Tsukasa Yulou ......"

Tsukasa Yulou, when I was returning to the mountain from shark hunting, I knew that those deceased disciples were buried here, could it be that it was a big night, and the pavilion wanted to take him to the grave? Well......

Jing Li's face was condensed, and he took the hand of the Phoenix Feather Pavilion master and pleaded, "Master, it's so late, how about going back to the next day?" ”

The Lord of the Phoenix Feather Pavilion didn't pay much attention, turned around to drive away the darkness ahead for Jing Li, and quipped sarcastically, "Don't be afraid, there are many heroic souls buried in this building, and there are not many lonely souls and wild ghosts ......."

Jing Li twisted his mouth, and a shudder stepped heavily to catch up with the Phoenix Feather Pavilion Lord.

Not long after, an ancient building stands in front of the moonlight as if it were independent, and Jing Li saw three big gold lacquer characters on the plaque - Tsukasa Yu Building.

The pavilion master had reached this building, so he stopped, pushed open the hoarse crimson door, and a few fine sands were shaken off the pavilion.

The atmosphere of the grave was really thick, Jing Li's small body was moved by the cold air from the pavement, she touched the dark front and asked, "Master, what do we mean by here......

The owner of the Phoenix Feather Pavilion patted the dust in his hand and came to "take the flower spirit ......"

The Lord of the Phoenix Feather Pavilion didn't like this gloomy mansion, and held her hand and walked lightly on the plank.

This building is towering, it is surrounded by a circle, each floor is worshiped with a coffin, there is a sign in front of the coffin, in order to show the news of the deceased, and there is a tower-like tablet in the middle of this building, and a piece of the plaque is lined with a faint candle flame. The building was high, but there were not many open flames in the building, and the whole building looked indeed dying and drowsy, and the roof of the pavilion was empty, and the moonlight was shining through the building, but it became more and more quiet, as if it did not want to disturb these heroic spirits.

"This is the place where Huang Yu buried his disciples and pavilion masters for generations." Huang Yu Pavilion looked around and said in silence.

Jing Li probed the broken steps, and used the candle flame in his hand to illuminate the words on the spirit card, "The second generation of Pavilion Master of Anting Pavilion - Hua Xueyang." ”

Jing Li's big round white eyes really couldn't be bigger, I saw the tombstone of the Lord of the Snow Yang Pavilion behind the waterfall of the sea of flowers, and now I saw her spirit card again, isn't it the Lord of the Snow Yang Pavilion who is home all over the world, which is the place where she returns to the land?

"Master...... This ......" Jing Li asked, holding the candle and pointing sideways to the spirit card.

"The tombstone you saw in the sea of flowers that day is just an empty text, and this is the real burial place of the Snow Yang Pavilion Lord." Huang Yuge said.

"However, the flower spirit of the Snow Yang Pavilion Lord has been guarding here." Huang Yu Pavilion looked at the pitch-black endless floor overhead, the coffin full of cold and empty.

"Give me your hand." The Phoenix Feather Pavilion Lord asked Jing Li to stretch out her left hand, and she took Jing Li's left hand, exposing the totem to the gloomy twilight.

The totem on Jing Li's hand became more and more unstable, and the bright red light flashed and disappeared like breathing.

"Pavilion Master?" Jing Li looked at the strange appearance on the back of his hand and asked.

"It's ...... summoning spirits," the Pavilion Master said calmly, slowing down.

The totem flickering of the flower on the other side became more and more frequent and rapid, as if something was pulling it tightly and resonating deeply with it!

Suddenly, the blood-red light around it filled the entire Tsukasa Building, and the light was miserable and bright, like blood flowing in the human body, coiling down from the end of the building, and even people's breathing began to become nervous......

"Don't be afraid, the flower spirit is confirming its host." The Phoenix Feather Pavilion Lord held Jing Li's hand to soothe her fear and cringe.

The bright blood light slowly swirled to the bottom, and then the tail of light began to weaken, and then turned into a cloud of resentful crimson fire.

The fire stopped in front of Jing Li for a long time, and it revolved around Jing Li a few times, and then fell quietly in front of her eyes.

Only then did the Lord of the Phoenix Feather Pavilion describe the Nahan in Jing Li's heart one by one, "The Lord of the Snow Yang Pavilion was also the master of this flower before her death, and her original skill was second only to the previous generation of the Lord of the Phoenix Feather Pavilion, although this flower is also evil and good, but it depends on the user's mind, the power of death is pure fear, if you are with this flower in the future, you must not lose yourself." ”

"Then it's ...... now," Jing asked by nodding her sideburns.

"Wait for you to accept it......" said the Phoenix Feather Pavilion Lord as she raised her left hand.

"The flower spirit power you absorbed before is only the tip of the iceberg, but it is less than half of the spiritual power that the Snow Yang Pavilion Lord used during his lifetime, this flower spirit is loyal to its host, so it will also protect this place for a long time after the death of the Snow Yang Pavilion Lord." Huang Yu Pavilion sighed, the flower spirit in front of him was so loyal.

"Now you're its next master......" The words were slightly sad, as if the Phoenix Feather Pavilion Lord was unwilling to let Jing Li touch this thing.

Jing Li nodded his fingers and slowly approached the firelight, and at the moment, the firelight penetrated into the totem on the back of Jing Li's left hand, and there was a heat around Jing Li's body, as if there was a sudden surge of spiritual power in his body, and when the blood around his body was calm, the pattern on the back of his hand was already a real blood-red color!

"Phoenix Feather Pavilion Master, this?" Jing Li stared at the bright red blood-colored totem on the back of his hand, a little resistant.

"The Nine Domains are coming, this is your helpless move to win the top spot......"

Indeed, if this is not the case, the Nine Domains will definitely be defeated in the battle for the mirror, but although this flower spiritual power is domineering, but the mind is immature, it is very easy to fall into demons and kill people!