Chapter 20: Provocation
The two of them attacked, defended, and their figures overlapped and separated several times, until the moontop treetops, Song Yihe waved his hands exhaustedly: "No, don't come, rest." β
She lay on the ground without a figure, her hair fanning out, and a few strands of sweaty hair naughtily stuck to her forehead.
Yun Yanbin looked at this little girl, and the young man's spirit came to his face, making him instantly think of the days when he used to go out with his partners.
This little girl has his shadow on her.
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On the second day, the sky was bright, and Song Yihe's door was pushed open.
She opened her eyes in a daze, feeling as if she had just fallen asleep.
In fact, she had only been lying down for an hour.
After a quick wash, Yun Yanbin pulled the person into the courtyard and told her the training plan he had just made.
"Wait, what about my break?"
Yun Yanbin: "You have to change this bad habit, and the monk doesn't need to sleep at all." β
Song Yihe, who used to be a modern person, suddenly felt offended, but sleeping is a habit engraved into his bones, even if he doesn't have to sleep, he will feel that he has not done something every day.
Yun Yanbin coldly ignored her objections, in his opinion, liking to sleep was a very squeamish behavior.
He handed Song Yihe the breakfast he had specially picked up in the cafeteria, stared at her and walked into the peach forest after she finished eating.
The sun shines on all sorts of beasts, snakes, monitor lizards, tigers, and all kinds of reptiles that hide in the shadows......
And her task is to fight them with her bare hands.
Song Yihe handed over the token to Yun Yanbin, and only when she was in a life-and-death crisis, would this person come to her rescue.
From being rescued several times in an hour, to not using Yun Yanbin for a day, Song Yihe took three months.
During this period, she fought during the day and practiced at night, and finally ushered in a day off on this day.
Almost jumping out of the peach forest, Song Yihe took a deep breath, and the air outside was exceptionally fresh.
And after Yun Yanbin watched the little disciple go out, he also turned around and left.
It's time to close the net, he thought.
Song Yihe closed his eyes and was intoxicated on the spot, but he didn't know that this gesture fell into the eyes of another person.
Gu Changzhou leaned against the stone wall, since Song Yihe was locked up in Taolin and lost contact, he would find time to stay here for a quarter of an hour whenever he was free.
I haven't forgotten the promise of a small dress every day.
In just three months, the little girl who doesn't know what she has experienced has lost a lot of weight, and her cheeks, which were still a little fleshy, have been deflated a little, and her eyes have become bigger and bigger.
Her cheeks flushed and she looked intoxicated.
It seemed like some kind of stuffed animal, Gu Changzhou thought casually.
Suddenly I reacted again, what am I making up in my head!
He approached the person, and the accentuated footsteps caught Song Yihe's attention.
"Gu Changzhou? Why are you here? β
Gu Changzhou touched his nose: "I wanted to come to see you, but the peach forest couldn't enter." β
Song Yihe looked inexplicable: "If you don't have this idle time, you don't want to cultivate, your brain will be pumped." β
Gu Changzhou: "......" I really felt like a fluffy when my brain was kicked by a donkey!
He threw a storage bag with a stinky face, turned and left.
Song Yihe opened it and saw that it was full of girls' things such as skirts, beads, hairpins, rouge, gouache, etc., roughly counting, there must be more than a hundred pieces.
She suddenly smiled and bent her eyes to catch up: "Don't be angry, I declare that from today onwards, you will be my own brother." β
God knows that she is fighting in the forest these days, and her clothes are broken almost once a day, and she doesn't dare to blatantly take out the shark yarn and put it on.
Now when you stay in the woods, you can wear these clothes!
Gu Changzhou looked at her like that, snorted coldly, and walked faster.
The two walked into Yiliu Courtyard one after the other, and collided with Jiang Liu'er, who was about to go out.
Even if they have become inner disciples, they will still subconsciously regard this as a gathering place.
"Xiao He? You have to be empty, why did you lose so much weight, didn't you eat well? She rubbed Song Yihe's face and asked softly like a sister next door.
Gu Changzhou looked at the hand she was rubbing her face, "Go in and say." β
The three of them sat down with Zhong Huai, who came out later.
Jiang Liu'er took out the cup and tea leaves from the storage bag, Zhong Huai then gathered spiritual power, poured hot water, and then flicked his sleeves to deliver the teacup to several people.
A set of actions down the clouds.
Song Yihe: How to put it, for a moment I felt that I should be at the bottom of the table.
After a while, Qin Yunshu also came, followed by a Wang Caijun, who was said to have come to him to learn swordsmanship.
In the past few months, Gu Changzhou, the new senior brother of the sword blade, has been in the limelight, and all those who are not convinced have come to provoke, and in the end, he has carried the black sword back.
Wang Caijun had seen it once, Gu Changzhou and the people were standing under the tree, and with a swing of the sword, the light dimmed for a moment.
Then, the man and the tree standing across from him fell silently.
It's so tight!
Wang Caijun felt unaware of Mingli, and pestered Gu Changzhou for several days, wanting to learn a little more, so that people would run away when they saw him.
Gu Changzhou frowned: "Why did you bring him here?" β
"I heard that a busy man has come out, isn't this in a hurry? I didn't know if I had disappeared for so long. Qin Yunshu said with his hands on his chest.
As soon as Song Yihe saw her, he remembered his alchemy plan with almost zero progress.
She beckoned and took out a pen and paper: "Come on, come on, you write me some alchemy precautions, I plan to go back and try it." β
Qin Yunshu obediently walked over, discussed with her, and handed her a few introductory books such as "Introduction to Dan Xiu", "Necessary Conditions for Learning Dan Xiu", "How to Increase the Dan Formation Rate" and so on.
The two of them discussed alchemy at the table, Gu Changzhou took Wang Caijun to practice swords in the courtyard, and as for Zhong Huai and Jiang Liu'er, they didn't reappear in everyone's field of vision until noon.
Jiang Liu'er said with a smile: "It's rare that everyone is so together today, so it's better to go to Boiling Street for a walk." β
The location of the Conscience Sect is remote, and there is a dense forest outside, not to mention ordinary people, even Orion does not come and go here, and the disciples have no place to go in their spare time.
Over time, some people spontaneously formed a long street, where everyone could buy or exchange supplies, and by the way, they could also make some money-making business.
Because everyone loves to run here, the street is often full of people, so it is nicknamed Boiling Street.
It's no different from a small market, it's a stall with oilcloth and goods, and then you go inside, and the aroma hits you, and there are even small carts selling grilled fish, roast duck legs, and so on.
The three girls were so hooked that they bought a snack each. Hold it in your hand and eat it as you go.
They walked all the way, with tassels around their waists that symbolized the status of the inner door, and someone shouted at them every few steps.
Several people finally broke free from the enthusiastic disciples, and turned their heads and bumped into another group of people face to face.
Jiao Feiyu stared at Song Yihe, who was standing in the middle, with a gloomy expression.
Although he was stopped by Qin Yunshu last time, he held a grudge and kept thinking of finding an opportunity to teach this girl a lesson, who knew that she had disappeared for several months in a row, and the little brother sent out wandered around the sect every day, and only today came the news that she appeared again.
Song Yihe and the others didn't want to cause trouble, but wherever they let go, the fat man moved in which way.
Qin Yunshu came up angrily and shouted: "Good dog doesn't get in the way, get out of the way!" β
The others also looked bad, as if as long as Jiao Feiyu dared to make any unusual moves, they would directly start and beat him so that he couldn't take care of himself.
"Miss Qin, don't be angry, I just want to talk to Song Yihe today."
Jiang Liu'er frowned coldly: "You are also worthy of a lewd thing like you full of fat?" β
Jiao Feiyu's face turned cold, he hates others saying that he is fat!
If three months ago, he was still jealous of the young masters and young ladies of these families, but now, this is not the same as in the past.
He turned sideways to reveal the two people behind him that his younger brother had just invited, and his waist was straight.
"Qin Yunshu, how can you get mixed up with this kind of nameless guy after not seeing you for a few days? What a bargain. Mei Yangping's expression was disgusted, he covered his nose with one hand and the other, and said in a sharp voice.
Beside him, Mei Rong was slightly half a step behind and didn't say a word.
The Mei family, the last family in Nanyu except for the Jiang, Gu, and Qin families, can also be said to be the most powerful family with the background.
Qin Yunshu's expression was more disgusted than him: "The little white face is matched with the little fat man, and the mouse in the gutter is matched with the cockroach." β
Mei Yang stomped his feet angrily: "How dare you?" β
Qin Yunshu pouted, what would he not dare, the Qin Mei family has always been at odds, even if the slave in the family met on the road, he had to fight a few words on the spot before leaving.
Behind her, Song Yihe was still biting her ears with Gu Changzhou: "Who is this shemale?" β
Gu Changzhou was amused by her title: "He is also a child of the family, Mei Yangping, the son of the Mei family, and next to him, is Senior Sister Qingfufeng, Mei Rong." β
"Amazing?" Song Yihe asked.
"Mei Rong is okay, but this Mei Yangping's strength is very poor, and it is said that he only entered the inner door by stuffing money."
Song Yihe had an expression of eating melons.
They thought their voices were quiet, but they were surrounded by monks, who were deaf and clear-sighted, and listened to them word for word.
The crowd of onlookers immediately chattered, mixed with a few laughs that seemed to mock and ridiculed.
Mei Yangping suddenly became even more angry, feeling that everyone around him was laughing at him, his face was condensed, and the folding fan in his hand was clenched tightly, making a creaking sound.
Jiao Feiyu saw that the situation was not right, and jumped out and said: "Just talk to her, why did the two of you rise to the family level because of such a trivial matter?" β
In his opinion, Song Yihe is poor and sour, with patches on his clothes blooming everywhere, and he is not a famous disciple in the Three Peaks, and his strength is even lower, except for a cute and sweet face, he can't look at anything.
This kind of small role, that is, Jiang Qin, Gu, the three families and the prince are all friendly with her, it is just a play, it is impossible to offend another family for her, not to mention, behind the Mei family, it is the current queen mother who is standing, and Zhong Huai, the prince, has a gimmick in name only.
It is clear at a glance which is more important than this.
Qin Yunshu was about to argue again, but Song Yihe cut off her words and asked, "What do you want to talk about?" β
"It's very simple, fight with us, and the loser kneels down and kowtows to apologize to the other party, and treats the other party as a cow and a horse for a year."
What do you think, that's all?
Song Yihe plucked his ears: "Just today, I'm in a hurry." β
Jiao Feiyu smiled, stretched out his fat as a caterpillar, and shook his index finger one by one: "It's not with me, it's with Senior Sister." β
Jiang Liu'er frowned: "What do you two do to involve others?" β
This Senior Sister Mei Rong had heard it when she was in the imperial capital, the most talented person in the Mei family's generation, the same peak of foundation building as Zhong Huai, but she was a Fa cultivator.
"It doesn't matter who comes, let's go, go to the martial arts dojo." Song Yihe's eyes comforted his companions, saying that he was fine.
After three months of training at the Devil in the Honey Snow Peach Forest, she was also curious about her current level.
The group turned around and headed towards the martial arts field.
Behind them, seeing that the disciples who were watching the excitement stopped setting up stalls, they packed up their things and followed. In the blink of an eye, more than half of the people on Boiling Street were gone.
Song Yihe and Mei Rong stepped into the ring, and in order to show fairness, a total of three ruling elders served as referees this time.
"Who is this? How dare you challenge Senior Sister Mei Rong? Some disciples in the audience who didn't know the situation asked.
"Her name is Song Yihe, and she crushed the trial stone with her bare hands during the test."
"Ohβisn't that just a three-spirit root? It's still a three-spirit root with four layers of qi training, isn't this looking for death? βγ
Nowadays, everyone has long been accustomed to judging a person's strength and weakness by qualifications and grades, as for Song Yihe's other identity, physical cultivation? Isn't it just the fig leaf of those waste spirit roots?
Jiao Feiyu listened to everyone's discussions, his face was proud, and he seemed to have decided that Song Yihe would be defeated.
After the referee shouted to start, Mei Rong's lazy temperament changed and took the lead.
She pressed her palms to the ground, and several earthen walls instantly and kept shrinking, surrounding Song Yihe in them, and at the same time, she flew up and smashed a big fireball towards people.
With just one face, he controlled her and fell into a completely passive situation.
When the people below saw this scene, they couldn't help but sigh: "Senior sister is still your senior sister." β
Song Yihe dodged to dodge the fireball, this speed, in the eyes of Song Yihe, who retreated from several battles with the toothed ant colony, was no different from 0.5 times the speed of slow play.
But shrinking earthen walls are a nuisance, and no matter how fast they are, they will still be hit if they are limited.
Not to mention that after these fireballs landed, they did not disappear at all, but formed a small sea of fire in place.
After Song Yihe dodged the fireball again, there was almost no place for her to put her feet inside the earthen wall.
The man thought about it, took out the earth dragon tripod and smashed it against the earthen wall, smashing out a hole that was a person high.
She threw Ding up again, stomped on the ground with her right foot, and with the help of force in midair, she smashed Mei Rong with a punch.
Mei Rong quickly retreated, and a thorn of earth rose out of the ground, trying to nail her in the air.
Song Yihe's body was stagnant, he drove his body with his belt, turned over against the soil thorn, and smashed it down with a punch, and it was like a broken bamboo, smashing the soil thorn from the tip.
At this time, everyone finally saw that she had something, and they had never seen anyone fight, it was so simple and violent.
A thin Dharma nun disciple stared at Song Yihe with bright eyes: "Can you be so strong when you become a physical cultivator?" β
And the Dan cultivators who recognized Dilongding as if it were a Dan furnace at the bottom looked envious: "Where did she buy the furnace, the quality is really good!" β
The situation on the stage changed rapidly, and the fighting methods of the two were mainly destruction, but with half a burnt incense, the ring was ruined.
Mei Rong used the earthen wall to drag Song Yihe again, her hands were pinched, the temperature around her was rising, a fire dragon appeared out of thin air, and her own face turned pale for a moment.
Song Yihe fished back the Dilongding again, and then, with a short body, hid directly inside.
When Mei Rong saw this, the whole person was shocked.
This man is not afraid to roast himself!
Just when she was shocked, Song Yihe opened the tripod and threw it out of the ring while she didn't notice it for a while.
The ruling elder immediately walked out and said, "The competition is over, Song Yihe wins." β