Chapter 8: Prologue to the Duel (Part II)

The cold wind blowing in his face made Zhengyang feel a little chilled. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qingshu was very satisfied with Zhengyang's expression at this time, and said in a deep voice: "And it's still the blood of the spirit sparrow!"

Zhengyang didn't feel a taste in his heart: "No wonder, it turned out to be the best bloodline for practicing swordsmanship." ”

The gloomy feeling that had just been worn out slowly grew in Zhengyang's heart at this time.

"Do you think that's the only way?" Qingshu turned his head to the corner of the trial ground, and continued, "Did the five people over there see it?"

Zhengyang looked at the place where Qingshu's finger was pointing and nodded.

"They are new disciples of the Formation Pavilion, they are only half a month, and they are now cultivating the second realm of the formation, the Yamato realm!" Qingshu said in a deep voice.

The words were not shocking, and Zhengyang said bitterly: "Are all the current teenagers so powerful???

Qingshu smiled, didn't speak, and walked helplessly to the Curse Pavilion.

"Uncle Qing, how do you know so clearly......" Zhengyang wondered.

"Because they are the potential disciples I am responsible for, they have only been in the Spirit Pavilion for two months. It's really geniuses every year, and there are a lot of them this year!" After a pause, Qingshu sighed and said, "I just didn't expect that the geniuses I guided out would actually have to fight against the Spell Pavilion! It's really unpredictable...... providence"

"Does the Curse Pavilion still have a chance to win?" Zhengyang said casually.

Qingshu looked at the Spell Pavilion and said in a deep voice: "Who knows, ......" paused, and then said: "But the Curse Pavilion is not so unbearable." ”

"Oh, what did Uncle Shi say?" Zhengyang said busily as if he was about to grasp a life-saving straw.

"Although the Curse Pavilion does not have excellent exercises, the Curse Pavilion has things that other Pavilions do not have. That used to be my biggest concern, but now that is perhaps the most precious. Qingshu said softly.

Zhengyang looked at Qingshu suspiciously, and asked, "What is it?"

Qingshu also looked at Zhengyang, showing a sincere smile that he hadn't seen for a long time, and said softly: "A spirit! It's not like the strong, hard-working spirit of the Sword Pavilion and the Array Pavilion. It's a kind of resilience, even in the face of ridicule and bullying, you can still talk and laugh, and you can still face your own spirit!"

Suddenly enlightened, Zhengyang smiled when he heard this: "I also feel it, it is very easy to break, maybe the Curse Pavilion will really win!"

Tianxuanmen has a history of 200 years, and it was once dominated by swordsmanship, followed by formation. It wasn't until the current sect master created a set of alchemy that he became famous and established the Xuan Pavilion. As for the Curse Pavilion, it was just created by the sect master's benevolent heart and couldn't bear to sneak back some disciples.

After a hundred years of history, the Sword Pavilion and the Array Pavilion have naturally formed a spirit of inheritance! And the spirit that can exist for a hundred years is undoubtedly perseverance, tenacity and hard work.

Compared to the dazzling scenery of the Sword Pavilion Array Pavilion, the Curse Pavilion became a downcast and eyesore. But all along, the sect master did not want to dispel the Curse Pavilion, which was full of gratitude in the hearts of the disciples of the Curse Pavilion. As long as it exists, there must be hope for its rise. The disciples of the Mantra Pavilion had been looking forward to such hope, and slowly formed a kind of tenacity.

In order to see that hope one day, I forced myself to accept all the blows and all the tribulations. In order to realize that hope one day, I should get rid of distractions and face myself seriously. Only in this way can the existence of the Curse Pavilion be meaningful, and the existence of everyone will be meaningful.

Qingshu, who saw everything in his eyes, had some pessimistic views about the Mantra Pavilion in his heart, and at the same time he was a little worried about the disciples.

Talisman is certainly also a kind of exercise, but its explosiveness and stability are really not high. Creating a Spell Pavilion in such a situation is undoubtedly not an overkill. Looking at the disciples of the Mantra Pavilion again, they endure bullying and self-torture day after day, is it really good to go on like this?

But now that this has happened, who could have predicted the battle of the Spell Pavilion today, and who could have predicted the future of the Spell Master?

The third floor of the Sword Pavilion.

Deacon's Chamber.

Chen Lao and Zhou Lao of the Array Pavilion, Mu Lao and Deacon Jin of the Sword Pavilion are all among them.

Tang Yu said with an evil smile on his face: "I have always felt that the duel inside the door is very boring, this duel against the Spell Pavilion, how can I feel inexplicably interesting!"

Deacon Kim laughed and said, "You're a restless person. ”

"There's nothing to be excited about, it's just a bunch of stinky kids, what can be seen. Elder Zhou of the Pavilion said with a smile.

"What Zhou Lao said is right, it is almost the same as a friendship duel between Tang Yu and Zhengyang. Sword Pavilion Mu Lao joked.

Tang Yu got up, walked to the window, looked at the disciples outside, and said softly: "Uncle Mu's words are wrong, maybe the Curse Pavilion will really counterattack this time." ”

"Oh, when did the Curse Pavilion grow like this?" said Elder Chen of the Array Pavilion suspiciously.

"Do you remember that one is really called Ye Zhen? Tang Yu said seriously.

Chen Lao thought for a moment and said, "Is it that young man whose bloodline power is very weak, but his spirituality is very high?"

Tang Yu nodded and continued, "It is said that his spiritual power can easily attract divine evil, but the power of the spell drawn is still unknown. ”

"Tang Yu, you're too worried, do you think that even if Ye Zhen's spell is very powerful, can he fight against the disciples of the Sword Pavilion Array Pavilion?"

Tang Yu touched his chin and said with a smile: "Yes, it's me who is worried, not to mention that the new disciples in this issue are not weak, and even better than me!"

"Well, it's really good, and it can be said to be a genius. Deacon Kim continued to laugh.

"Uncle Chen, Uncle Mu, are you going to let them play?" Tang Yu said casually.

Mu Lao continued: "You don't say that I have forgotten them, it is not bad to let them go, and exercise their actual combat ability." ”

Chen Lao nodded and said, "In this way, the disciples of the duel will be selected by Deacon Jin and Tang Yu." We old guys are too lazy to move!"

Tang Yu looked at Deacon Jin, the corners of his mouth curved, and said with an evil smile: "No problem!"

Deacon Jin Zhiyi and Deacon Qingshu of the Lingge basically came to Tianxuanmen at the same time. At that time, because of the problem of position, I almost used force. In the end, Qingshu inexplicably gave in and took the initiative to go to the Ling Pavilion, which calmed down the turmoil. But also because of that incident, Jin Zhiyi held a grudge and always wanted to rub the sharpness of Qingshu. At this moment, how could Deacon Jin miss this great opportunity? Coincidentally, Tang Yu also had the same idea as him.

It seems that it is inevitable to use his subordinates to abuse the disciples of the Curse Pavilion, but the poor disciples of the Curse Pavilion have inexplicably become scapegoats!

Spell Pavilion Hall.

Zhengyang and Qingshu walked to the podium.

After looking at the disciples in a circle, Qingshu said solemnly: "Now I will read out the duels and seven days later, two wins in three games in the bluestone trial ground." The first two team battles, less than seven players, and the last individual duel. There will be an enchantment in the proving ground, admit defeat or go out of the enchantment to lose!"

After the words fell, all the disciples in the audience were listless and speechless, and looked at Qingshu.

"The matter has come to this point, and the showdown is inevitable! But don't be discouraged, as your master, I am actually very proud today. After a pause, Qingshu continued to say in a deep voice: "For so long, only today you are like disciples of the Spell Pavilion!

"Master......" Gu Guangxuan said with red eyes.

"Master, we thought you really didn't want us anymore......"

......

Feeling the sad emotions of the disciples, Qingshu said affectionately: "How can it be, one day is a teacher and a father is a life, you will always be a disciple of the master, but I hope you can have a good future, maybe going to the Charm Hall will be an opportunity." ”

"We don't need that illusory opportunity, it's enough for us to have a master......" Yuan Lie said in a deep voice.

It would be a lie to say that he was not moved, because of the instability of the Mantra Pavilion, Qingshu deliberately did not care to discipline these disciples, just for fear of parting one day. But just like this, the disciples of the Mantra Pavilion still treat Qingshu as a father, how can this not move Qingshu?

Suddenly, Qingshu said: "Okay! I've got rid of this old bone, so I'll go crazy with you stinky boys!"

After speaking, Qingshu smiled and looked around.

"Huh, Lei Chao is also there?" I didn't expect Lei Chao to be in the hall, Qingshu said in surprise.

Zhengyang stepped forward and put his hand on Qingshu's shoulder, pretending to be profound: "Uncle Qing, just when you left earlier, Lei Yu had already rejoined the Spell Pavilion!

"What is it?" Qingshu looked at Lei in confusion.

Hearing this, I don't like the thunder confusion of dragging mud and water, so I want to tear off the scars on my face.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Yao grabbed Lei Yao's hand and said with a smile: "Senior brother, you don't need to prove this true face to the master, you can just prove your ability to the master......"

Lei looked at the junior disciples who were nodding violently in displeasure, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, but can you let it go first?"

Cheng Yao embarrassedly let go of the hand that was holding Lei Yu.

Lei Yu looked at Qingshu and said expressionlessly: "Don't worry about it, I'm just joining temporarily." ”

Zhengyang's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he said softly: "Uncle Qing, don't mind, my younger brother has this bullish temper, I'll discipline him well when I go back!"

Qing Shuleng paused for a moment and exclaimed, "Brother, do you mean that you recognize Lei Chao as your younger brother?"

Zhengyang nodded and continued: "Uncle Qing, don't underestimate Lei Yu, his strength may still be above me! ”

At this time, Qingshu was not stunned for a moment, but turned to surprise, and said, "His strength is above yours?"

Zhengyang nodded, without words, waiting for Qingshu to slowly digest the facts received at this time.

Turning his head to look at Lei Yu, who was still cold, Qingshu walked over.

With his right hand, a sword qi mixed with the blood of the wind struck towards Lei Chao.

I saw that Lei Chao didn't move, and the sword qi was only a palm away from Lei Chao, and it collapsed on its own!

Yes, it collapsed on its own again! It collapsed without warning, not under attack, but on its own!

The hall of the Curse Pavilion was silent.

Before Qingshu could take back his hand, he asked in a deep voice, "What bloodline are you?"

Lei Chao replied coldly: "I don't know." ”

It's not that Lei Chao deliberately answered indifferently, but Lei Chao is really not sure what kind of blood he is.

Qingshu was speechless for a while.

After a while, Qingshu said: "In a while, the disciples whose names are called by Zhengyang will pack up their things and enter the back mountain for special training tomorrow morning!"

After speaking, Qingshu turned around and walked out of the Curse Pavilion.