Chapter 36
Qi Mu'er walked over, talked to Yuan Kuo and the disciples for a while, pointed at Ren Zifei and said to Yan Mo: "Aren't you looking for Zifei to have something?" Isn't it? β
After speaking, he took Yuan Kuo's hand and the two entered the main room.
Ren Zifei was stunned for a moment, looked at Yan Mo, Yan Mo came over and said, "Ren Alliance Master, I have something to inquire about, I don't know if it is convenient for you?" β
Ren Zifei said in a daze: "It's convenient, what's the matter?" β
Yan Mo pointed to the distance and said, "Then let's take a step to speak." β
Ren Zifei let out a sigh and followed Yan Mo blankly into the distance.
Seeing the background of the two disappear in the night, Hu Gai said evilly: "It seems that it is better to be an official, the master has a wife, and the leader of the small alliance is at this age, I didn't expect to marry a wife." β
Zhu Hong said: "The fat old man is going to talk nonsense, and Uncle Yan is looking for a junior brother, and he must have business to discuss." β
Hu Gai said heresy: "This black light is blind, what else can you talk about except for love?" β
Zhu Hong said: "The more you talk about it, the more unreasonable it becomes, how can there be an uncle and a nephew who talk about love, won't it mess up the generations?" β
Hu Gai Xie disagreed, and said: "What's so strange about this, people in high positions have always liked to ask for wives from generation to generation." Boss, don't forget, our master was still with us at the beginning, didn't she also marry the master? It seems that the leader of the small alliance wants to level the seniority of our Magpie Gate and the Dragonfly Jade Palace. β
Everyone looked at the direction in which Ren Yan and the others disappeared, with envy and jealousy on their faces, and of course a little disappointed.
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Ren Zifei followed Yan Mo to the edge of the cliff in a daze, Yan Mo pointed to the deep valley and said, "Let's go down and talk!" β
Fly down.
Ren Zifei had no choice but to sweep down.
The two fell to the bottom, and the night breeze was blowing, revealing a hint of coolness.
Ren Zifei said: "What's the matter with Uncle Yan?" β
Yan Mo said: "Alliance leader, although you are the leader of the alliance, I shouldn't make a mistake, but as your elder, I feel that there are some things that need to be said to you." β
Ren Zifei said: "Uncle Yan, please speak." β
Yan Mo said: "When you competed with the disciples of Airen Temple today, you knew that he couldn't fly, but why did you tease him? Although this matter has nothing to do with me, but you have saved me, I don't want to see you contaminated with worldly hypocrisy at a young age, I really hope that you can become the leader of the alliance that will make the righteous people in the world happy and convinced. I have said this, please think twice. β
At night, it can be seen that her chest is slightly undulating, as if she has anger in her heart.
Ren Zifei shouted injustice: "Uncle Yan, where did you start with this? It's not that I'm teasing him, it's not that I'm polite, it's that I've practiced so far, and I haven't learned luck, otherwise I wouldn't admit defeat. β
Yan Mo snorted and said, "This is Senior Brother Yuan who can't stand it, I'm afraid that you will anger everyone and deliberately round the field for you, right?" β
Ren Zifei smiled bitterly: "What the master said is true, not for me, you can ask everyone on Magpie Mountain, who doesn't know that my ability is not as good as an ordinary disciple, learning art for five years is equivalent to learning in vain." β
Yan Mo said: "Hugh wants to lie to me, others may not see it, but I can see it clearly, a moment before you admit defeat, the sword qi on your iron sword flows, the white light flashes, and the momentum is not weak, if the sword is cleaved, the little monk will definitely be dead on the spot, it is clear that Senior Brother Yuan is afraid that you will make a big mistake, so he let you admit defeat!" β
Ren Zifei said in her heart, it turned out that she saw her sword qi, it seemed that she had indeed learned luck, and there was a burst of ecstasy in her heart, and she said: "Actually, I learned it at that moment, I didn't know it before, I don't believe you ask the master to go." β
Yan Mo said: "I asked Senior Sister Qi, but she did say that you don't know how to be lucky, it can be seen that you are deliberately hiding your cultivation, what are your plans for being so deliberate?" β
Ren Zifei couldn't cry or laugh, and said: "Why can't I explain this, I can't use my little ability, so why hide it?" β
Yan Mo's face turned cold, his hand stretched out, the green light sword was in his hand, and he was horizontal in front of him, and said, "Then I'll try the alliance leader's kung fu." β
Ren Zifei was taken aback and said, "Uncle Yan, what are you doing here?" β
Yan Mo sneered and said, "When I first heard that you had killed Shenkui, I had doubts; Later, when you rescued me, you said to the people in the Demon Dao that you had a five-year contract with Lady Thousand Shadows, and they would not dare to do anything to you, and my suspicions became even greater; In the past few days, I have heard that when the Five Elements Divine Leader attacked the Magpie Gate five years ago, Senior Brother Yuan and the seven disciples were seriously injured, and it was you who came forward before the Five Elements Death God withdrew and left, and I have three more doubts about you; Today, I saw that you deliberately concealed your cultivation, and I know that you are definitely not a person in my righteous path, but must be a spy sent by the devil's way, stealing a high position with despicable tricks, intending to destroy my righteous path. β
Ren Zifei was dumbfounded when he heard this, he didn't expect this young and beautiful female uncle to be so careful, he only had a one-sided acquaintance with him, and he found so many doubts from himself, to some extent, she was not wrong, although she was not a person in the Demon Dao, she did have a five-year appointment with Qianyingfu, and she was speechless for a while.
Yan Mo continued: "Five years ago, the seven factions joined forces to attack the Temple of Death, acting secretly and acting quickly, how did the people in the Demon Dao learn the information and set up an ambush in the Xisha Desert in advance? β
Ren Zifei often doubted this, five years ago, he relented for a while and saved Mrs. Qianying, at that time, Mrs. Qianying had expected that the righteous path would take advantage of the weakness to attack the demon path, so he summoned a number of masters to set up an ambush in the Xisha Desert, and almost wiped out the righteous path.
As I grew older, my mind gradually matured, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt that something was wrong, even if Lady Thousand Shadows predicted the movement of the righteous path in advance, it was impossible to predict it so accurately, and when it came to the date and hour, the master of the Demon Dao could not lie in ambush in the desert of the desert for so long.
Yan Mo said: "Also, you said that you were born to fly, I never believed it, someone must have taught you, you must know that my righteous disciple cannot learn flying before the age of fifteen, if you are not a disciple of the righteous path, then which sect and which school?" β
Ren Zifei said: "Uncle Yan, I have been in the Immortal Post since I was a child, and I went to Magpie Mountain at the age of twelve, and I have never entered any sect during this period, I am indeed born to fly, if you don't believe it, I can't either." β
Yan Mo said: "Also, is Shenkui not really dead, but you just played a good show?" β
Ren Zifei said: "It's really dead, I stabbed seven or eight swords on him, and the sixth and seventh senior brothers buried him, if you don't believe it, you can ask them!" β
Yan Mo said coldly: "I'll ask, but now, ask the alliance leader to draw his sword!" β
Ren Zifei said: "Uncle Yan and calm your anger, this series of things add up, it seems that I do have some connection with the Demon Dao, and I can't explain it at the moment, but the truth is not what you think, there must be a misunderstanding here." β
Yan Mo's eyes flashed brightly, and he gritted his teeth and said: "The Xisha Desert, the yellow sand is all over the sky, the flesh and blood are flying, the master and the five senior sisters are buried in the desert, I am inseparable from the Demon Dao, and I am not in the same sky!" β
Ren Zifei said: "I understand your desire for revenge, but I am not a person in the Demon Dao!" β
Yan Mo said: "Yes or no, just try it, please draw your sword!" β
Ren Zifei said: "Let's not use knives and guns, even the sixth senior brother can't catch your three moves, how can I be your opponent?" β
Yan Mo said: "If you find out that you are not a person in the Demon Dao, I will not hurt you." β
Ren Zifei said: "No matter what, I won't fight with you." β
Yan Mo said: "Then please forgive the alliance leader for my disrespectful sin!" β
After finishing speaking, a sword slashed out, and a green light volleyed down in the air, allowing Zifei to float away and shout: "Uncle Yan, please calm down!" β
Yan Mo didn't say anything more, and even took out several swords, and the green light cut off a few nearby trees, and a rock was also split in two.
Ren Zifei moved and dodged, but Yan Mo was pressing step by step, and he had no choice but to draw out the iron sword on his back to block, but the green light was too fast and varied, and more than a dozen ways appeared at a time, stabbing at him from all directions, forcing him to be in a hurry and embarrassed.
He tried his luck, only to feel the true qi surging around his body, pouring into his right arm, the iron sword suddenly glowed, flashing white light, dazzling, as if it had just been taken out of the blacksmith's furnace, and then the end of the sword shot out of the light.
He had a five-year foundation, but now he has found the right method, plus a day of attentive observation, although the moves are a little jerky, the strength is not weak, and the white light is wide and long, like a strange light falling from the sky.
Two rays of light, one white and one green, collided in the air, and the night birds perched in the forest were frightened and flew into the sky with a roar.
The two flew into the air to fight, Yan Mo's cultivation was much higher than Ren Zifei, but Ren Zifei relied on his superb flying skills, and he did not fall behind for a while.
He has just learned luck, and he is not very proficient, not as smooth as Yan Mo, but after fighting for a while, it is becoming more and more like that.
At first, the two fought each other over the valley, and then slowly flew to the clouds, and the two rays of light reflected each other, which was very beautiful.
Although Yan Mo is twenty years old, he has been practicing in the Dragonfly Jade Palace since he was a child, and he is the proud protΓ©gΓ© of the deceased palace master Zheng Banglan.
After the first battle in the Xisha Desert, his heart was full of hatred, except for eating and sleeping, all the time was spent on practice, and his current cultivation was already first-class among the younger generation.
However, Ren Zifei has never been lucky and can't practice sword qi, so Yuan Kuo can only teach him some introductory martial arts moves, and all kinds of advanced spells have not yet been taught, so he is not Yan Mo's opponent at all, but Yan Mo just wants to try out the source of his cultivation, and has no intention of defeating him.
After fighting for a long time, Yan Mo saw that the moves made by Ren Zifei were all the basic moves of the Magpie Gate, and he was quite unskilled, and his sword qi came and went, but he was indeed like a beginner, and thought, did I wronged him?
No, you have to push him again!
So he stepped up the offensive and made frequent killing moves.
Ren Zifei finally couldn't be defeated, his body was unstable, he fell to the ground from the air, Yan Mo drove his body to sweep down, and a sword slashed down on the top of his head, Ren Zifei couldn't dodge, so he could only close his eyes and wait for death.
When the blade of the sword was next to Ren Zifei's hair, Yan Mo retracted it, cutting off a strand of his hair, floating on his face.
Ren Zifei shuddered for a moment, opened his eyes, and knew that Yan Mo's subordinates had mercy and that he was still alive.