Deeply influenced by family learning, what Ni Yi believes in his eyes is that martial arts are useless, and he only needs to practice qigong to the peak. But after dismantling the tricks with Shi, he learned the subtlety and uniqueness of martial arts.

If cultivation is water, then martial arts is a bucket. No matter how much water you have, if you don't have a big enough bucket to hold it, it still won't be able to exert the true power of cultivation.

A little bit of enlightenment came to his heart, Ni Yu's moves became more and more exquisite, and the potential of the martial arts family was slowly bursting out, he was already extremely talented, but he had no guidance from a famous teacher, so he took many detours.

Shi Wei gradually couldn't hold it anymore, and he felt like he was stuck in a quagmire, no matter how strong he was, he only fell deeper and deeper.

He didn't expect that this little man was not very conspicuous at the beginning, and his cultivation was not very strong, so he could burst out with such a strong back force. The battle situation between the two is obvious, and Shi Wei is almost unilaterally suppressed.

Seeing this, Ni Wei held his head high, the corners of his mouth seemed to be mocking, and his proud nature was revealed again.

There were suddenly a few more sounds in the air, but they were so subtle that the people who were caught in the fight didn't notice it.

The strength on Shi Wei's hands gradually increased, his moves became inexplicably dexterous, and there were more dirt stains on his clothes.

His emotions changed slightly, and his eyes became fanatical, as if the most devout believer had seen a miracle coming.

Indeed, it was the god in his eyes, and he felt that he was not fighting alone, as if a majestic figure stood behind him, like a god propelling him into battle.

Ni Yi was shocked by those fanatical eyes, and in a panic, he was even hit by Shi Yan's bloody hand several times, and retreated more than a dozen steps one after another.

The grievances in his heart were even worse, who would have thought that Shi Wei would be like seeing a ghost, the more he fights, the more fierce he becomes, and the stronger his palm power becomes.

Ni Yi took a few steps back, raised his hands, and shouted loudly: "Stop, stop, stop, I won't fight, don't fight!" After speaking, he couldn't help but pant heavily.

When Shi Shu heard this, he stopped, and did not continue to chase, he turned his head to look at the void, as if with someone's consent, he said solemnly: "You go in!"

Ni frowned, wondering why Shi Yan let him in again, he pursed his lips and said heartlessly: "This is what you said, then I can go in." ”

After Ni Yi left, the rest of the lonely shadows were puzzled, only Shi Wei knew that he was adhering to Huang Jin's meaning.

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With the skill of turning soil into stone, Huang Jin indirectly helped Shi Wei defeat Ni Wei.

The situation should not have evolved to this point, the blame is only that Ni Wei's talent is too outstanding, and Huang Jin must suppress it in order to reduce Ni Wei's arrogant personality. However, this also builds self-confidence for the Lone Shadows, and it is important to know that they only have a short cultivation time, not that they have no potential.

Huang Jin doesn't think talent is everything, he himself is the best example, diligence and talent are indispensable, they may not be able to reach the peak, but they can definitely surpass most people.

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"Huang Jin! Huang Jin!"

When Ni Yi entered the mansion, he looked for Huang Jin's figure everywhere, but he couldn't find it. Whether it is the living room or the study, there is no trace of Huang Jin in the practice ground and other places.

He seemed to be deliberately avoiding Ni Wei, just to prevent him from finding him.

Ni was already extremely tired, and the irritability in his heart made him even more tired. He returned to the living room with sore steps, but saw Huang Jin here, he sat in the middle with a dignified face, sipping tea carefully.

Ni was a little annoyed and asked, "Why don't you see me?"

"Am I not right here. ”

Ni was speechless for a moment, turned his head away, and didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Brother Ling brought you here?"

"I ran out on my own. Although he ignored it, he still replied to Huang Jin's words.

Huang Jin put the teacup down, stood up, and said, "Since you are here, I won't let you go back." In a few days, you will come with me to the Zhounan branch. ”

"Go again?" Ni frowned, it seemed that he didn't like the territory of the Fusilier Cult.

"Hmm. Huang Jin didn't look at him either, and continued: "This time it involves the control of Zhounan, and it is an extremely important alliance, so I have to go." ”

The family is good at this, and he can do it involuntarily in major matters. Ni Yi is like this, he can be casual in small things, but even if he doesn't want to touch important things, he will follow them.

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After the Zhounan branch of the Suishen Sect, the hall master Hua Yuanyi sent many envoys to summon the sect masters of the affiliated sects under the Suishen to negotiate after the Han-Li Alliance declared war.

In addition, he also issued the Flame of Light and Fire Order of the Suishen Cult to force the Suishen Cult members in Zhounan to come and participate in the battle, and Huang Jin was also within the scope of being summoned.

Zhounantang was built in the wilderness outside Tenghuo City, covering an extremely wide area, comparable to half of Tenghuo City. Even 10,000 people could be accommodated, let alone the hundreds of people involved in the talks.

There are a total of 34 sects affiliated with Zhounantang. Among them, the small forces are not qualified to directly enter the living room for talks, and only the sect masters of the medium sects can enter the meeting room.

In addition, Zhounantang also recruited scattered people in the rivers and lakes, but the conditions were extremely strict, and only those who were in the realm of refining gods could be accommodated, and even the realm of refining qi was counted as scum.

In the end, there were a total of eight sect masters who were able to enter, three scattered powerhouses of the Qi Transformation Realm, and Huang Jin and other people in the Suishen Sect.

The living room was opened earlier, and by the time Huang Jin arrived with Ni Yi, the living room was already full.

Unexpectedly, those seats were also full, and there was no place for Huang Jin.

No matter how he said it, he was also an independent envoy, and his status in the sect was second only to the hall master and the helmsman, so how could he not be seated.

"It's greasy!" Huang Jin came to this conclusion with a turn of his mind.

In this way, Huang Jin can be helped, it is obviously impossible. Huang Jin turned his eyes around the upper seats, but saw a familiar person.

Chang Song, the head of the Xiangshan faction!

Huang Jin didn't expect to see this person, a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, since he saw him, he didn't have to think about it. Huang Jin put his hands behind his back and secretly pushed away the people in front of the living room, and he walked forward and quickly entered the sight of everyone in the upper seat.

He was dressed in a red and black scarlet robe, the same as the hall master. He had a sword at his waist and his hands behind his back, but the tattoos on his face attracted a lot of attention. Even some people who have never seen Hua Yuanyi think that he is the master of Zhounan Hall.

Huang Jin's pace was extremely fast, and he arrived in front of Chang Song in the blink of an eye, he looked at Chang Song with a smile and didn't speak.

Chang Song was also a little surprised, although he listened to Liu Yuanzhou's words and attached himself to the Suishen Sect. But he was not very clear about the matters in the sect, and when he saw that the person in front of him was wearing the clothes of the Suishen Sect that was clearly different from ordinary sect members, he thought of Hua Yuanyi, the hall master of Zhounan Hall.

He stood up, held his long sword and clenched his fists and said, "Presumably, Your Excellency is the master of Huatang, disrespectful and disrespectful!"

Chang Song is a middle-aged man, with a slightly dark complexion, a goatee, and a resolute look on his face.

Huang Jin had a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, but he shook his head and said, "I'm not the master of Huatang." ”