Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Wind Rises

Lan Yingxing's words were very slow, and his expression was also very indifferent, presumably these words should come from the mouth of the senior brother of the Qinglu Palace.

It's just that this sentence is a bit arrogant.

The meaning of Fang Ha's words is, 'I have a big fist, and I will give you a step.' ’

Shen Yu didn't like it very much, including the person in front of him, and even the unified Lan shirt of the Qinglu Palace.

After Su Mo said a few words at the beginning, he looked at the ancient book in his hand with relish.

Lan Yingxing said again: "Senior Brother Shen, how is it?" ”

Shen Yu didn't pay attention to it, just looked at the clouds in the sky.

Lan Yingxing was a little displeased, and said in a deep voice, "Senior Brother Shen?." ”

Shen Yu glanced at him and said lightly, "It's not good." ”

The scene suddenly cooled down, and Lan Yingxing's expression became more and more gloomy.

"It seems that Senior Brother Shen doesn't care about the face of our Qinglu Hall at all, or rather, you are very capable of fighting."

Lan Yingxing said lightly: "This time, the Four Palaces Performance, I think there should be someone who can fight better than you." ”

The young man shook his head, ignored it, and went straight back to the house, he didn't understand why these people thought he would participate in the Four Palaces Performance.

He was very bored, but he was not so bored as to participate in any acting competition.

Lan Yingxing looked at the young man's distant back, held the ring ruler tightly with his right hand, and after a while, he exhaled a breath of turbidity and muttered, "You still have to come at the end." ”

After speaking, he got up and strode away, leaving only Su Mo quietly reading in the courtyard.

...

The Qinglu Hall is the most important place in the Taoist sect, located on a steep cliff in the west, and the buildings here all follow a special specification, and every hundred zhang there is a guard of the Qinglu Hall wearing a Lan shirt.

Lan Yingxing crossed the buildings, and finally came to a magnificent hall on the top of the mountain, in front of which there were two stone carvings of more than two people tall to guard the town, majestic and upright.

Lan Yingxing walked straight into the main hall, looked at a majestic figure in front of him and said respectfully, "Senior brother, Shen Yu didn't agree. ”

There are very few people who can make the seven senior brothers of the Qinglu Hall respectful, and the people in this hall at this time are one of them.

The majestic figure slowly turned around, revealing a square and serious face.

Qinglu Hall hates, the fifteenth on the Lingyun list.

"You weren't supposed to go."

The majestic man was seven feet tall, and his deep voice was as cold as ice, and he said, "How could such a proud person agree. ”

Lan Yingxing said: "Senior Brother Chen specially said that he told us not to involve the Shangqing Law Palace, this is just his business. ”

Fang Hate said: "Senior Brother Chen is also an arrogant person, how can he be willing to act on the reputation of the Qinglu Palace, it's just that his identity represents the Law Enforcement Pavilion, he has lost face, that is, the Law Enforcement Pavilion and the Qinglu Palace have lost face, I can't tolerate it." ”

Lan Yingxing bent down slightly, and said tentatively: "He doesn't seem to plan to participate in the Four Palaces Exercise this time. ”

Fang Ha was silent for a while, and then said, "You know what to do. ”

Lan Yingxing nodded, bowed down and said, "I understand." ”

...

Feilai Peak was still quiet day after day, and Shen Yu didn't take Lan Yingxing's words to heart at all, and still read and sleep as usual.

It's just one more thing, and that's boxing.

Shen Yu would start practicing his boxing at the edge of the waterfall every morning, his punching speed was very slow, and each punch had a specific angle, as if he was constantly drawing a circle.

Such a set of boxing techniques in Shen Yu was full of mysterious changes, and between movement and stillness, there was a hint of yin and yang.

Dao Fan Zhenren walked over from afar and said, "What kind of boxing method is this?" ”

Su Mo didn't know when he came here, and said in surprise: "There is no similar boxing technique recorded in the collection of books in the sect and the three floors of the mountain academy, it seems that this should be created by the junior brother." ”

If you haven't seen it, you don't have it.

What Su Mo said was extremely arrogant, but it made people feel that this was a natural thing.

Dao Fan Zhenren, who was about to step into the Upper Three Realms, even more agreed, without the slightest doubt.

Half an hour later, Shen Yu retracted his fist and walked towards Dao Fan Zhenren.

In the past year, except for things about him, Dao Fan Zhenren will not fly to the peak.

Dao Fan said: "There is something that has something to do with you, and I think I should tell you." ”

Shen Yu didn't speak, looking at him and waiting for the following.

Fuchen did not hesitate, and said: "There are several disciples of Cuizhu Peak who have stepped into the realm of entering the Dao, among them there is a disciple with average qualifications, called Yang Liu, she got a Lingbao Liuyun Sword for the first time in the Fenbao Cliff, although the quality is average, but it is also extremely rare, and in the end, she was accepted as a disciple by the first seat of Zao Forget Peak. ”

Shen Yu's expression was indifferent, and there was no surprise, because this was not an unexpected thing.

When he came to the Dao Sect, he only rubbed the heads of two people, and after instilling the Origin Dao Intent, the little girl is now the senior sister of the master of the Duzhen Palace, and she has become a little uncle, and the other one, although she is a little stupid, will not be bad.

Dao Fan Zhenren looked at Shen Yu's indifferent face, thought about the wording and said: "But a few days ago, for some reason, she had a dispute with the disciple of Za Wangfeng, and the Liuyun Sword was not only robbed, but also seriously injured, and she hasn't woken up yet. ”

When Fuchen said this, his eyes were firmly fixed on Shen Yu's expression, and Su Mo also looked at the young man's face with a curious expression.

Shen Yu asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Dao Fan said: "When I was in Cuizhu Peak, I heard that you had some friendship with that disciple named Yang Liu, I thought, uh, I thought you would care about something. ”

Shen Yu said: "There are some. ”

Su Mo asked, "What do you care about?" ”

Shen Yu said indifferently: "I care why this girl is still so stupid, so honest, and so weak."

Dao Fan Zhenren and Su Mo glanced at each other and said, "That's all?" ”

Shen Yu said seriously: "That's all. ”

...

After another brief silence.

Su Mo smiled dumbly, the temperament of the little junior brother was still like this.

It took a long time for Buddha dust to come back to his senses.

Shen Yu looked indifferent and said to Dao Fan: "Come to think of it, there are still some things going on in the future. ”

Dao Fan said: "Yes, later, Jiang Shaoqiu of the Yanfa Hall knew about it, so he went to the Forgotten Peak alone, wanting to fight for Yang Liu for some reason. ”

Shen Yu said: "He is also weak. ”

"It's a little weak, but a few more people are coming from behind."

Dao Fan remembered the picture at that time, and said with emotion: "Later, the merchants of the Duzhen Palace... Senior Sister Shang led Ye Zhiqiu of the Qinglu Hall to also go up the mountain together, and the three of them fought with the disciples of the Sitting Forgetting Peak, and almost demolished the main hall of the Sitting Forgetting Peak. ”

Shen Yu didn't speak.

Dao Fan Zhenren pondered for a moment and continued: "Zhang Zhi, the head of the Forgotten Peak, was furious, and knocked the three of them down the mountain with one palm, and several people were injured in different ways. ”

Shen Yu frowned slightly.

The first seat of Sitting Forgotten Peak is already in the Divine Journey Realm, and it may even be a great monk in the upper three realms, Shang Yingluo is talent, no matter how powerful his talent is, but the realm is still very different.

It's just that such a great monk, why would he lower his status and hit a few fourth-generation disciples who have entered the Dao realm.

Shen Yu thought about it, there was no need to meddle in this kind of low-level disciple's affairs at all.

Shen Yu asked, "Did you get the Liuyun Sword?" ”

Dao Fan Zhenren glanced at Su Mo, and then said slowly: "I took it back, but most of the aura dissipated, and the quality is not as good as before." ”

Shen Yu has rarely communicated with other people in the Dao Sect in the past three years, and this time the turmoil actually involved the only few people he knew.

Some of these things are obvious.

It's just that Dao Fan Zhenren told Shen Yu about this, just wondering what the boy would do?

The real person's thin face has a hint of expectation.

There was some playfulness in Su Mo's gentle eyes.

The young man didn't look at the two, just looked at the clouds above the sky faintly.