"Okay, it's already rare to advance twenty places, what else do you care?" In the Famen Disciples' Courtyard, in a wing room, Feng Jing comforted that each of the Famen disciples had a separate courtyard.

"The eldest sister is right, I have to practice hard for a long time when I enter the North Sect, Mu Ziyun, you are still crying with the eldest sister when you enter the twenty, you leave your hand Eldest Sister, you let go!"

“..... When did I cry? Hey, I said Huzi, you have a dominatrix named Tong Hong in the northern faction? ”

"You let go first! Well, there is one, that is my senior sister, the only female disciple of the Dimen Northern Sect. Feng Jing was a little surprised, "There are still female disciples in the Earth Gate?" ”

"Yes," Mu Ziyun said annoyedly, "That woman is twenty-seven or eighteen, older than the eldest sister, and she doesn't look like a woman at all, and she can't pull back ten tigers when she starts crazy." ”

Feng Jing said angrily after hearing this, "The eldest sister is very old, otherwise she wouldn't be your eldest sister." ”

"Uh....""Nonsense, the eldest sister is very young."

Alas, the eldest sister understands that most of my best friends in the same year are already married, and some are even mothers, and many people say that the eldest sister is an old woman. ”

"They fart" Huzi stood up, his neck turned red, "The person who learns martial arts, the woman, which, which is not an old woman, why do you say the eldest sister." "Poof, hahahaha....

Mu Ziyun came to a room in the Yumen Elder's House, "Master, are you looking for me?" ”

"Well, sit" Yang Qing has not looked old for many years, but he is still so thin, Mu Ziyun sat in the chair.

"Do you know why you lost?" Yang Qing said quickly, "I know, it's the disciple who hasn't practiced enough." ”

"Hehe" Yang Qing took a sip of tea, "You have been practicing martial arts with me since you were a child, if you want to say that you are not bitter, it is true, if you don't say enough, no disciple of Yumen can catch up with you." ”

"But why am I..."Mu Ziyun was indeed unconvinced.

"Ziyun" Yang Qing sat upright, "You have been at the bottom of the Northern Sect for five years, so there are some things that you don't know, the Northern Sect is actually divided into two categories, the dividing line is at the twenty, and after the twenty is the proud son of Yumen, the sharp among the disciples, and the twenty before is the warrior of Qingshan Peak." ”

"What? What is a soldier. ”

"Alas, Ziyun, as a sect of martial arts academics, it is not only the endless heritage that wants to be passed on, but also the regular combat power, Qingshan Peak is not a small sect, this area is indeed headed by Qingshan Peak, but there are thousands of sects in the whole Huzhou, most of which are small sects established by disciples who came out of the old sects, like Baishamen, Luo Hutang is from Qingshan Peak Yumen and Dimen, and there are nine sects in the thousands of sects that are as famous as Qingshan Peak, and ten old sects are distributed all over Huzhou, alas, Remnant rice is still able to fight crazy brothers, not to mention a behemoth with a rich background, ten sects for their own interests openly and secretly fight unbreakable, because the casualties are really heavy, so the sects made concessions, decided to hold ten sects in Huzhou Lotus Village once every ten years, and distribute the benefits of ten years with the strength of the disciples, this is not a simple competition, it is a life and death battle, and each disciple must sign a life and death certificate in front of the stage. ”

“... Could it be that the soldiers are the disciples who want to participate in the Lianzhuang War? ”

"It's only half, each time you can even fight each sect, only three disciples can participate, and a disciple can only participate twice in his life, regardless of age, all sects have the mind that even if they lose, they will not fully follow the agreement, and they often start small wars in private, which Qingshan Peak has also done, and the elders are too obviously too clear to do it, so..."

"So you need a disciple who is not easy to recognize and has enough strength."

"Yes, the sects never reveal the information of their disciples, and of course these disciples are also the backbone of resisting foreign invasion." Mu Ziyun pondered for a long time, raised his head and said slowly: "Master, where is the difference between the disciple and them." ”

"Killing, twenty years ago, even if it was a female disciple, her hands were covered with blood, people who have experienced life and death battles, their thinking and psychology will change greatly, like yesterday's competition, whether it is you, Li Dong or Tong Hong, the pace is chic and beautiful, each of you wants to knock the opponent down, and Xu Zheng is different, he wants to kill you as soon as he makes a move, the pace of killing people is not good but useful, in order to kill you, even if you break your arm, it is worth it."

Mu Ziyun gasped, indeed, Xu Zheng was too ruthless, he believed that if Li Dong's Qingguang couldn't dodge by himself, Li Dong would definitely stop, but Xu Zheng wouldn't, seeing that he shot cleanly and neatly, he was killed.

"Master, I want to surpass them, I have to, I want to kill someone, right?"

"To be honest, yes, when your strength is suppressed, you can go through life and death battles to improve your strength, and you can also let go of the enemy, but there will always be a day when you meet a strong enemy, no one will pity you, and you can only live if you kill the other party."

Killing, a different color appeared in Mu Ziyun's eyes, but it was fleeting, hey, why is there a momentary throbbing in my heart, do I desire to kill, the moment the thought flew by, Mu Ziyun felt restless, and the blood in his body was struggling and boiling, like countless beasts colliding in his body.

"What's wrong with Ziyun?" Yang Qing looked at Mu Ziyun, it was this evil anger again, he had followed him since he was five years old, could it be said that he had experienced life and death before he was five years old? Or stained with blood, Yang Qing shook his head, but the obvious violent aura was not false.

"Ziyun" Yang Qing pressed Mu Ziyun's shoulder, and Mu Ziyun calmed down.

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, master, what am I going to do."

"Take your jade plate, go to the Yumen mission, find Elder Yang Zhen, and say that you will receive the battle order." Mu Ziyun nodded and walked out the door.

"Ziyun" Yang Qing called out him, "The higher you climb, the more serious the injury, there are some things that cannot be escaped, I hope you cherish yourself for the teacher"

"Yes, Master"

At the Yumen mission office, Mu Ziyun has been here many times, and the annual task disciples must complete.

"Elder, is Elder Yang Zhen here?" The white-clothed elder didn't lift his head, but stretched out his right hand and pointed, "The one in black." ”

"Elder Xie." Mu Ziyun walked to Yang Zhen's side, "Disciple Mu Ziyun, come and ask the elder for the battle order." ”

Well? Many people heard that most of the disciples had never heard of the battle order, but many recognized Mu Ziyun.

After hearing this, the white-clothed elder also rarely looked up. "Who told you to come?"

"It's my master, Yang Qing"

"Well, come with me"

"Yes" Yang Zhen didn't say much, and directly led Mu Ziyun out of the door.

"Elder, where are we going?" Mu Ziyun walked with Yang Zhen in the back mountain of Yumen, saying that the back mountain is actually a back garden, the more you go inside, the more rockeries and strange stones, the two of them go deeper and deeper, this place Mu Ziyun has never been. Yang Zhen didn't answer, Mu Ziyun had to follow in a muffled voice, hey, is there such a place in Yumen? The road in front of him is like a downhill slope, getting lower and lower, the trees on both sides are gradually decreasing, but the stones appear in piles, and at the end of the line, it is a stone mountain, there is a stone crack in the mountain, which just happens to accommodate one person to pass through, Yang Zhen finally spoke, "This is the entrance to the barracks, and the future tasks will be led from here." ”

Yang Zhen walked in front, Mu Ziyun followed into the stone crack, the gap became narrower and narrower, the narrowest part had to be sideways to pass, and after passing, the stone crack expanded to both sides, the gap was very dim, Mu Ziyun could only see Yang Zhen's figure, and reluctantly followed.

"You haven't arrived at twenty, it's too early to come to the barracks, but since you're here, there's no hypocrisy at all, so let's start at a low level." I don't know when, there are a few more oil lamps on the stone walls on both sides, this is a stone room, there is a rotating stone door in the middle of the stone room, "go in" Yang Zhen ordered.

Mu Ziyun pushed aside, let the stone door turn open and walk in, just after entering the door, it was dark in front of him, Mu Ziyun stood against the wall, stretched out his hand and couldn't see his five fingers, only heard the sound of footsteps from far and near, and in a moment, a man wearing a black cloak and carrying a lantern came to Mu Ziyun's side, "Task." The man in black stretched out his hand coldly and handed out a note, and Mu Ziyun took it.

"Do it clean, and destroy it when you're done." Mu Ziyun pushed the door out, and Yang Zhen had already left. Walking out of the barracks from memory and coming to the door, Mu Ziyun couldn't wait to open the note, "Tomorrow at noon, Tiancheng Furong Street, back alley, blue-clothed scimitar, kill." ”