The disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion fought among themselves, and there were many people who died every year, but Zhou Dingjun couldn't help but be slightly alarmed when he looked at the senior brother in front of him who was moving forward bravely and without flinching.

It is easy to find himself in it, Zhou Dingjun can't do it to this extent at his own expense, and I'm afraid that he will admit defeat if he finds that he is defeated.

Staying in the green mountains is not afraid of no firewood, this is the way of life. Don't hit the south wall and don't look back, it's a kind of persistence!

Seeing that Yang Kai's figure was embarrassed, but the battle intent in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger, Zhou Dingjun knew that if he didn't knock him out, this matter would be over today.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhou Dingjun waved his hand and slashed at Yang Kai's neck bone who rushed over, Yang Kai's fierce momentum suddenly escaped, his eyes lost concentration, and he fell down limply.

Seeing this scene, the person standing on the crown of a big tree more than ten zhang away took out a booklet, turned a page casually, and wrote: Trial disciple Yang Kai fought against ordinary disciple Zhou Dingjun, and Zhou Dingjun won.

The figure standing on the canopy of the tree is graceful, obviously a woman, but the black veil mask makes it difficult to see the true face, but the delicate eyes and eyebrows indicate that this person is not very old, and the armband of fallen leaves on this person's arm indicates the identity of this woman: the disciple of the dark hall of Lingxiao Pavilion!

The Secret Hall of Lingxiao Pavilion is a special institution, which is under the jurisdiction of the three elders of the sect, and the disciples in the hall are responsible for recording the big and small matters in the sect, including the victory or defeat of duels between disciples.

Therefore, if you challenge in the Lingxiao Pavilion, you don't have to worry about not getting contribution points if you win, and the disciples of the Dark Hall hidden in the shadows will definitely record their achievements and summarize them every month.

After recording the victory and defeat of this battle, the dark hall woman took out another smaller booklet from her waist, opened it and took a look, and read: On the seventh day of the fifth month of the fourteenth year of Ji He, Yang Kai's one hundred and forty-seventh battle, defeated!

Except for this new line of handwriting, the results of all Yang Kai's battles were densely recorded on it, all of which were fought at the same time and as many times, and the results were nothing more than one word: defeat!

Losing one hundred and forty-seven games in a row without a single victory, this can simply be said to be the only record since the founding of the Ling Xiao Pavilion, this record is enough to shock the world and cry ghosts and gods, there is no one before or after, and the creator of this record is lying quietly on the ground at the moment, not knowing life and death.

Yang Kai had never challenged others, these one hundred and forty-seven games were all challenged by others, that is to say, he was challenged every five days, and this kind of day had lasted for more than two years.

Looking at Yang Kai below, Xia Ningsheng's eyebrows furrowed slightly, she didn't understand why Yang Kai had persisted to such an extent, he had been demoted to a trial disciple of Ling Xiao Pavilion, and even his own survival and clothing were a problem, why did he stay in Ling Xiao Pavilion? If he left here, his life would definitely be much better, what kind of attachment did this thin young man have in his heart? Let him lose one hundred and forty-seven games in a row and still not be discouraged.

Perhaps, this is a man's stupidity? Noticing that Yang Kai is also a coincidence, Xia Ningsheng, as a disciple of the Dark Hall, was arranged to be responsible for monitoring this area, every time Yang Kai was challenged, every time she was knocked out, she saw it in her eyes, once or twice was nothing, but after many times, Xia Ningshang began to pay attention to this young man who only had three layers of quenching body.

She really wanted to know how long Lu Dao, with his perseverance, would hold out until he would leave Lingxiao Pavilion. With such qualifications and such a cultivation speed, it is not suitable to stay in this river and lake at all, and the world realm of ordinary people is his destination.

The bottom has been scattered, only Yang Kai fainted and fell to the ground, people came and went, and time passed.

Xia Ningsheng's figure flickered, and she had disappeared from the canopy.

When Yang Kai woke up again, it was already three poles in the sun. There was no place in his body that was not painful, his steps staggered to his feet, Yang Kai glanced left and right, and found that the place he was in was no longer the place where he had fainted, but under the shade of a large tree nearby. ...,

This is really strange, could it be that there is a senior brother today who is kind enough to carry himself over? This has never happened before, Yang Kai frowned and scratched his head, vaguely remembering that in the confusion, there was a hazy figure dangling in front of him. But this memory is too vague to think clearly.

But between where he was standing now and where he was unconscious, there was an obvious drag trace, and this trace was clearly dragged by a person rubbing on the ground.

As soon as I felt my back again, a burning pain suddenly came.

Yang Kai was stunned for a moment, and then he was furious! The trace of goodwill in the heart of this benefactor who had done a good deed and did not leave a name disappeared in an instant. This man must have dragged himself directly from there, otherwise his back would have been worn out with bloody skin.

It's better to leave yourself there and leave it alone!Yang thought happily.

When he was depressed, Yang Kai suddenly found that he seemed to be holding something in his right hand, and looked down in confusion, only to see a small porcelain vase with fine workmanship in his hand.

What is this? This porcelain vase is definitely not his own, Yang Kai has no long things, except for a broom that sweeps the floor, where can there be this?

There was a label on the small porcelain bottle, and there were words on the label, Yang Kai fixed his eyes and muttered: "Blood coagulation and stasis removal cream!"

Blood coagulation and stasis removal ointment, Yang Kai still knows the Tao.

This is Ling Xiao Pavilion's plaster for the treatment of external injuries, although it is not a peerless medicine, but it has a significant effect on external injuries, and ordinary disciples will each carry a bottle with them in case of accidents. And it is such a bottle of plaster, and the price in the logistics office of Lingxiao Pavilion is also very expensive.

Ten points of sect contribution is worth a bottle!

How much contribution can Yang Kai get for sweeping the floor in a month? It is just ten points, that is to say, the value of this bottle of plaster in his hand is equivalent to Yang Kai's sweeping of the ground for a month!

Who is it? At this moment, Yang Xingxing's head couldn't help but surge with a ferocious emotion, and the pain behind him suddenly alleviated a lot. It has been three years since he came to Lingxiao Pavilion, and in the past three years, Yang Kai has been accustomed to seeing the injustice between the disciples of this sect, and he is used to seeing the cold of the world, but today, someone would leave a bottle of blood clotting and stasis removal cream after he was injured, and this practice deeply touched Yang Kai.

It turns out that the disciples of this sect are not all cold people.

Perhaps, such a bottle of trauma plaster was nothing to that person, but to Yang Kai, it was the most needed thing at the moment.

There is a saying called the grace of dripping water, which is unforgettable, he is prosperous, and the spring repays it!

Yang Kai was moved and thought about the figure vigorously, but it became more and more blurred. On the contrary, a faint fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose for a long time.

"This medicine turned out to be fragrant?" Yang Kai suddenly gained an insight.

After calming down, straightening his clothes, and cherishing the bottle of blood coagulation and stasis removal cream into his arms, Yang Kai picked up the broom in his hand and continued his work of sweeping the floor.

I swept inside and out, and I was busy until noon, and today's work was over. Dragging his tired and hungry body, Yang Kai returned to his hut.

The injuries from the fight in the morning have not yet been dealt with, and although Yang Kai is hungry, he can only endure it, and deal with the injuries first.

Taking off the green clothes on his body, Yang Kai brought a basin of water to wash his body. If someone saw Yang Kai's physical condition on the sidelines, they would definitely be surprised.

Yang Kai's body bones are very weak, skinny, the ribs in his abdomen are clearly visible, and there doesn't seem to be much flesh on his body, but even on this malnourished body, there are bruises and scars everywhere, and almost no part of it is intact.

He was challenged every five days, and every time he was defeated, every time he was knocked unconscious, and the old wounds had not faded, but new ones had been added. For any other person, I am afraid that he would not be able to endure such pain, but Yang Kai held back, not only endured it, but also practiced and swept the floor every day, and was not affected by these injuries at all.

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