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Meng Yuanhou's method of training was quite controversial within Pang Shan, but he had always adhered to his own philosophy over the years, and only gave a promise to the grandmaster and the seats: no one will die, Daogen is rare, and he will take care of it to prevent accidental birth.

He became a capital sect six years ago, and there were indeed no accidents on the Yangshen Peak, but he didn't expect that the first time he went down the mountain to train new disciples in the pavilion in advance, his guarantee was broken.

Meng Yuanhou's surveillance can't be said to be imstrict, and his reaction can't be said to be unpleasant, he is already a Taoist priest in the realm of Xianxia, and a group of children with Dao roots are as slow and weak as newborn babies to him, only Shen Geng is an exception.

As soon as Shen Geng's stick changed color, Meng Yuanhou had already turned around and shot, and the vast majority of the audience hadn't even noticed that the situation had changed, he had already pushed Shen Geng back a few steps, but it was still too late.

Shen Geng's stick struck lightly on Shen Xiuwei's chest, and it was like a dragonfly dotting water.

Shen Xiuwei's body shook slightly, his hands were still holding the stick, he looked down suspiciously, and fell to the ground.

Things happened too quickly, and it took another meeting for the crowd to react, several female disciples screamed, and more disciples looked panicked, unprepared for such an accident.

"Zhang Lingsheng, I'll leave it to you here. Meng Yuanhou picked up Shen Xiuwei and gave instructions at the same time, and then looked at Shen Geng.

Shen Geng stood seven or eight steps away, his left hand pressed on the place where he was pushed, and his right hand held a dark yellow stick, his face was full of unconvincing and suppressed anger, like a child who had been greatly wronged and treated unfairly, he was indeed a child, but he was not an ordinary child, not the kind of child who could be pushed away by the capital at will.

"What's wrong with my brother?" Daliang Shen Xiuming rushed to the field, stumbling, and almost crashed into Dujiao.

"I sent him up the mountain. When Meng Yuanhou spoke, he had already retracted his gaze and rose into the air, flying towards the Old Ancestor Peak in the northeast.

Daliang Shen Xiuming looked around in despair, as if he didn't understand what was going on, and suddenly asked: "Isn't there a healing medicine in the hall? Why do you want to go to the mountain? Brother Xiaoqiu, why did Dujiao take Erliang away." ”

There was silence in the courtyard.

Xiaoqiu concentrated on the martial arts competition and didn't see the scene at that time, but he knew that Erliang had the misfortune of Yan zhòng, he couldn't answer Daliang's doubts, and walked towards Shen Geng with a stick, but was stopped by Zhang Lingsheng halfway.

"Will go back to the room. Zhang Lingsheng gave the order majestically, but no one moved, all the children stayed in place, and they seemed to have been beaten and were at a loss.

"What did you do to Erliang?" Xiao Qiu asked Shen Geng across Zhang Lingsheng, he wondered why his voice could still be so calm.

"I said, go back to the room, and the Metropolitan Sect will properly solve this matter. Zhang Lingsheng raised his voice, and some of the children finally turned around obediently, but as soon as Shen Geng spoke, they immediately stopped again.

Shen Geng's voice was no different from usual, and even his tone did not change, "The Pangshan Dao Sect does not need useless people, let alone spies with demon seeds, and if you get rid of one, you will be spared a trouble." ”

This was the first time that Shen Geng had expressed his opinion of the demon seed, and most people's feelings were surprise and consternation, and when he first arrived at the pavilion, he had also wooed three children from Yelin Town, and he had not shown any hostility at that time.

Zhang Lingsheng was especially surprised, turned to look at Shen Geng, and was so surprised that he couldn't keep his mouth shut for a long time, and he didn't even notice that someone walked by.

The two of them faced each other, and Xiaoqiu asked calmly, "You killed Erliang?"

Shen Geng's answer was equally calm, "If he survives, I will be surprised." ”

Crying suddenly sounded nearby, Xiao Qingtao leaned on Fangfang's shoulder and cried, she usually had to lower her voice when she spoke in front of everyone, and she cried unrestrainedly at this time.

Daliang Shen Xiuming's brows furrowed even tighter, as if he had just come back to his senses, and said softly: "Kill, kill, this is impossible! None of us have the ability to kill people! Besides, the Mengdu Sect will not let Erliang die, as well as the grandmaster and the seats!" He turned to Zhang Lingsheng suddenly, "Isn't it?"

"Of course, of course, no one has ever died in the building. You two are not allowed to do anything. Zhang Lingsheng comforted.

The children present nervously glanced between Mu Xingqiu and Shen Geng, few people thought that Daoist Zhang's warning would work on the two people present, Fang Fang hugged the little green peach who was still crying, and bit her lip tightly.

Shen Geng let out a short sneer, "Mu Xingqiu, opening your ears makes you feel very powerful, right?"

Xiaoqiu was stunned, he had never revealed anything to anyone, how could Shen Geng know?

"Don't talk nonsense. Zhang Lingsheng retorted angrily, "He hasn't started cultivating yet, how can he be enlightened?"

Shen Geng's face was obviously no different from that of a teenager, but his expression was as indifferent and ruthless as an adult, he ignored Zhang Lingsheng and continued to say to Xiaoqiu: "You still eavesdrop on me, doesn't anyone sue you, never use spells on people who are stronger than you?"

On the first night of Xiaoqiu's enlightenment, Meng Yuanhou warned him that eavesdropping on other people's conversations in Pang Mountain would be revealed, and Chang Hearing was also a kind of spell, and this ability was extremely hidden for the owner, but in the eyes of stronger Taoist priests, there were traces of all low-level spells.

"You have already opened the Seven Holes?" Xiao Qiu remembered many rumors about Shen Geng, and saw Zhang Lingsheng's jealous eyes looking at Shen Geng, he immediately realized that he had underestimated Shen Geng, "You have already cleared up Sandian." ”

Huotong Santian is a higher level of realm than the hole opening seven holes, and after consummation, you can condense your qi into a pill, Zhang Lingsheng has not come to this point for many years, but Shen Geng, who is a teenager, has reached.

"Of course. Shen Geng's gaze turned to Xiaoqiu's stick, and now it also turned dark yellow, "Do you think I will be in the same realm as you?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in Shen Geng's calm voice, in this courtyard, he was a unique powerhouse, and his willingness to stand here to answer questions was already a great concession, "I gave you a chance to be my friend, but it's a pity that you are willing to fall and would rather be with non-demons, I think it's because the influence of the demon seed has not been completely eliminated, so you are afraid of getting along with a real Taoist." I gave you another chance to be my opponent, but you let your henchmen challenge me to humiliate me in this way, or are you too scared to fight me?"

There was silence in the courtyard.

Xiao Qingtao stopped crying, and Daliang Shen Xiuming was stunned. Zhang Lingsheng anxiously looked at the Old Ancestor Peak in the northeast, the Grandmaster and the Seat should have sent someone over at this time.

Xiaoqiu has encountered many challenges since he was a child, and there will be more in the future, but only this time will make him remember for the rest of his life, he will remember the boy opposite him, who is half a head shorter than himself, speaking in a tone of contempt to the bones, like a man standing on top of a Chinese car; he will remember that there is silence around him, and many children are just watching, blending in with the rigid houses around him; he will remember that his heart is stable and powerful, but hatred is like a wildfire in the summer, sweeping through the grass and trees, and everywhere he passes is scorched black.

The atmosphere in the field began to change, and Zhang Lingsheng subconsciously took a step back, "You ......"

Two dark yellow sticks collided in front of Zhang Lingsheng's eyes, and the piercing sound almost broke through his eardrums, and then dozens of fragments flew in, and he quickly dodged.

It was Xiaoqiu's stick that burst, and there was only a short section left in his hand.

Shen Geng's stick was intact, but he was not satisfied, and he did not rush to attack, he turned the stick around with one hand, and then took a step slowly, but the color of the stick dropped to green, and there was no need to exert too much strength against Xiaoqiu.

Several children from Yelin Town told Xiaoqiu to run away in horror, and Zhang Ling shouted angrily: "Stop, don't do it!"

These voices had no effect on Shen Geng, nor did they affect Xiao Qiu, he threw away the stick in his hand, stretched out his right arm, palm facing Shen Geng, and calmly recited five words, "Wrong or weak." ”

"Wrong or weak. Another voice recited the incantation at the same time as him—Fang Fang walked up to him at some point, in the same posture as his, and in a flat voice.

Nearly one hundred and forty new disciples of the Pangshan Dao Sect were shocked when they heard the mantra left by the madman Mei Chuan'an for the first time, some of them turned pale, some covered their ears, and some even looked around nervously, thinking that the demon would appear out of thin air with this spell.

The corners of Shen Geng's mouth raised slightly, revealing a smile, he saw a small piece of air two feet away trembling twice in succession, as a person who was open to Sanda, he saw it much more clearly than ordinary people, "That's it?" he said, raising his stick and stabbing into the air, wanting to confirm the falsehood and powerlessness of this spell.

Boom!

The other end of the stick seemed to be tightly held by two invisible strong giant hands, twisting with a very fast degree, Shen Geng had to resist hard at the beginning, and only insisted on taking one breath, the whole person was thrown up suddenly, turned around twice in the air, and fell heavily to the ground, and the stick turned into powder in a blink of an eye.

Once again, the courtyard was so silent that every word of a farmer's singing outside the village was clear to his ears.

Xiao Qiu walked to Shen Geng's side, looking down at the delicate and beautiful face, even if it suffered an unexpected blow, it did not show a panicked look.

Xiaoqiu looked into the depths of those eyes, hoping to find a reason for it, there should be a reason for everything, Shen Geng's so-called "come to the truth" turned out to be murderous, Erliang Shen Xiuwei envied and even admired this child, even if he left that table, he never said a bad word about him, but Shen Geng still killed him.

There has to be a reason for that.

But those eyes were full of impenetrable clouds, Xiaoqiu couldn't find a reason, couldn't find a motive, a qiē, a qiē, it seemed to be just an inconsequential game, a child's game.

Xiaoqiu understands that this is indeed a game, and Shen Geng is indeed a child, he has the naivety of children of the same age, and even more the cruelty of children of the same age, the only difference is that he chooses humans as the object of the game: he kills Erliang, just like a child who plays Xing Zhengnong to kill a beetle that passes by by accidentally.

Xiao Qiu rode on Shen Geng's body, picked up his fists, and hit those two melancholy and beautiful eyes in turn, he wanted to smash the clouds and mist in them, he wanted to see if there was still a trace of pity and sympathy behind the clouds, he hit them hard, and used those two eyes as his toy his beetle.

The crowd screamed, Xiao Qiu turned a deaf ear, the hole in the ear was useless at this time, countless pairs of arms came over one after another to pull, Xiao Qiu's fist was completely unaffected, he was hitting the target with the power of the boulder on the Old Ancestor Peak, even Zhang Lingsheng couldn't pull it.

Blood splashed, the clouds dissipated, and Xiaoqiu saw that there was nothing in those eyes, a hollow.

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