Chapter 64: The Covenant of Lenten
"Hmph, there is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell that you have to break into. Zhong Lishuo dispersed the true qi around his body, and his palms retracted to his sides, "Come on, carry him out, don't let me see this person in the Bagua Gate." β
"Yes, Master!" the two disciples replied and walked down the stairs.
Huang Ying looked at Zi Xiaoyun who was motionless in the distance and sighed softly, then turned around and walked into the crowd.
It didn't take long for the disciple surnamed Hu to hurriedly run up and say, "Palm, master." β
"What's the alarm, so quickly dispose of the corpse?" Zhong Lishuo said curiously, with his hands behind his back.
"No, it's not, the head of the Qiqi family, then, the man is not dead. β
"What? How is this possible?" Zhong Lishuo and Huang Ying glanced at each other, and immediately ran to the entrance of the stairs, and looked around, another disciple surnamed Sun was standing behind Zi Xiaoyun, and Zi Xiaoyun's left shoulder was still broken, and he dragged the blood stains and walked up from the bottom of the stairs step by step.
"This, how is this possible? I, I used seventy percent of my palm power, and I didn't die?" Zhong Lishuo clenched his fists tightly and said through gritted teeth, but he also thought in his heart that the face of the gossip door was going to be lost.
Huang Ying's heart was shocked, thinking about such palm power, this young man could actually afford it, wouldn't it be a pity if he was beaten to death like this. Huang Ying took Zhong Lishuo's hand and said, "Husband, this young man didn't mean to kill our daughter, such a spirit is rare in the world, why don't you let him go." β
"Hmph, in the woman's opinion, do you still have any prestige in my gossip sect if you let him gossip? Since he said that he would receive three palms, then I will give him three palms. If the three palms don't die, he will take Xue'er's ashes!" Zhong Lishuo's eyes were full of anger, "However, he can't take it!"
Standing in the cold wind, all the disciples of the Bagua Sect gathered here, and Zhong Lishuo and Huang Ying also stood in front of the altar and waited for Zi Xiaoyun to come up. It didn't take long for the disciples surnamed Hu and the disciples surnamed Sun to come up.
"Master, he's coming!" said the two of them, and walked into the crowd.
The corners of Zhong Lishuo's mouth went up, and he said to himself, "I can finally let you die!"
A figure, slowly, slowly, walked up, "Please return, Zhong Lizhang, the master, give the second palm!"
Without waiting for Zi Xiaoyun to breathe a sigh of relief, Zhong Lishuo had already transported enough True Qi, and the green True Qi burst out in an instant, like a flying tiger rushing towards Zi Xiaoyun. Zi Xiaoyun had just raised his head, and before he was ready, he saw a pillar of huge light rushing towards him.
"Poofβ"
Zi Xiaoyun's ribs on his chest were immediately broken five or six, his eyes were bloodshot, and his shirt cracked with a "hiss". This time it flew farther, and even rolled over a hundred meters. On the ground, on the steps, there were bloodstains an arm's width rubbed.
Zi Xiaoyun was hit in the chest by Zhong Lishuo's Bagua Palm, and his eyes suddenly became dim, and his heart beat weaker and weaker, and he couldn't even detect his breathing.
"It's not a pity to hit a stone with an egg, it's not a pity to die!" Zhong Lishuo looked at Zi Xiaoyun who fell to the ground with confidence, "Come on, throw him out directly, don't dirty the treasure land of my Bagua Gate, now the festival continues." β
"Yes. The previous disciples surnamed Hu and Sun ran down again, and the two of them checked to make sure that Zi Xiaoyun had lost his breath, one raised his head and the other walked out of the back mountain with his legs crossed, and threw Zi Xiaoyun in the chaos in front of the gossip door.
Huang Ying stood in front of the altar, sighed lightly, and turned to leave. Zhong Lishuo took Zhong Lixue's ash altar and walked up to the altar, a red flag fluttered, and the incense burners around the altar were lit one after another.
"The festival was disrupted just now, now it's starting again!"
"No! no!" Zi Xiaoyun muttered as he lay on the ground, unconscious. When it was dark, Zi Xiaoyun heard all kinds of voices, one after another, one after another, one after anotherγ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ» one voice suddenly sounded, and a figure appeared in Zi Xiaoyun's mind.
"Strong, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, no matter how many thorny ice blades there are, it doesn't matter if you sacrifice your life to protect the people you cherish. The figure spoke slowly in the darkness.
"Who I want to protect?"
"Who do you want to protect? Who do you want to protect?" In the depths of Zi Xiaoyun's heart, a clear word, with a questioning attitude, kept asking Zi Xiaoyun.
"I want to, I want to protect, I want to protect the people I cherish, I want to protect all the people in the world!" Zi Xiaoyun lay down in the chaos outside the Bagua Gate, and his fist, which had no strength at all, was clenched tightly at this time.
"Then get up! Get up again! Protect the people you hold dear, no matter how difficult it is, even if you lose your life! Stand up. The man's voice slowly faded away, and Zi Xiaoyun's mind suddenly went blank.
He wanted to get back up, but the bones in his body were broken and dozens of bones, and he didn't have the strength to get up again. He tried to stop Zhong Lishuo, but he had already fallen to the ground. Clearly said to protect others, but the people they cherished left them one after another. It's all because of their own incompetence and their own weakness that they can't become strong.
"No, I want to be strong! I want to, I must let Brother Guangda and Sister Xue be buried together!" Zi Xiaoyun's fingers kept bending, and all the muscles and veins in his body began to tremble, "Ahhhhh
"Whoosh-" Suddenly, a purple light shot out from Zi Xiaoyun's forehead and eyebrows, like fireworks, and the purple light shrouded Zi Xiaoyun.
Zi Xiaoyun was like a purple ocean, countless points of light floated in his eyes, and the purple light formed a sphere, and countless white rays of light shot from the ball wall into all parts of Zi Xiaoyun's body.
Zi Xiaoyun felt a slight pain, and there was a clicking sound in his chest. The broken ribs and shoulder bones were quickly and automatically connected, and the wounds on the abdomen and arms were quickly healed.
It didn't take long for Zi Xiaoyun to feel his whole body heat up, his arms were outstretched, his legs were straight, and those purple balls of light slowly became smaller, all concentrated on Zi Xiaoyun's abdomen, and slowly merged into Zi Xiaoyun's body.
Zi Xiaoyun waved his fist and twisted his waist, even he couldn't believe that the person who was about to die was standing at the door of the gossip gate with a straight look. He suddenly remembered something, lifted the clothes on his abdomen, and saw a ring of golden runes flashing on his abdomen, and it didn't take long for the runes to disappear.
"Sure enough, it's an immortal trick, fortunately, there is this artifact to protect me. Zi Xiaoyun clenched his fists and whispered, "There is one more palm, just take one palm!"
Huang Ying stood under the altar, looking at the ashes of his beloved daughter who were about to be swayed, and not a single tear was left. She turned and walked away under the crowd, walked down the stairs, and was about to step in when a figure quickly passed by her.
"Who!" Huang Ying turned his head suddenly, only to see a young man with red blood standing straight behind the crowd. "It's him!"
"And one last palm!"
This loud voice immediately brought the ritual that had been carried out to the end of the festival immediately. All the disciples turned their heads one after another, and they all looked at the young man standing beside Huang Ying in horror.
"Who the hell is this kid?"
"It's amazing that I can still stand here after receiving two palms from my master in vain. β
Zhong Lishuo stood on the altar on a high place, and was the first to see Zi Xiaoyun, his brows furrowed, and the muscles around his mouth began to twitch non-stop, "This kid is still alive, it doesn't make sense, he doesn't have any body protection spiritual power and magic weapons at all, how can he still stand here!"
"Master Zhongli, please give me the last palm!" Zi Xiaoyun shouted with his hands clenched into fists.
Huang Ying looked at the young man in front of him, and there was always a feeling of pity in his heart, such a young man couldn't give his life in vain, he always had great ability, and it was impossible to be unguarded by Zhong Lishuo's three palms gossip to return to the sky.
"How can this be reasonable!Hmph, the old man will send you to the underworld!" Zhong Lishuo flew down from the altar and stood in front of Zi Xiaoyun, his right palm condensed true qi, and suddenly Huang Ying grabbed Zhong Lishuo's wrist and shook his head at him.
"Madame, what are you doing?"
"Husband, this matter has to be discussed in the long run. Huang Ying pulled Zhong Lishuo aside and said carefully, "This young man is weird, he can't even receive two palms, even if he is the master of the Ten Thousand Methods Sect today, the head of the Xuantian Sect will not dare to take these two palms in vain." If your third palm hasn't knocked this young man down, then won't my gossip door face be gone?"
"Madame is right, I wanted to kill him with two palms before, so I used seventy percent and ninety percent of my skills respectively, but he can still run here, if the third chapter still doesn't work, don't I just want to hand over my daughter's ashes to him? β
"That's it, we have lost face and lost our daughter's ashes, we, we don't have to gamble anymore. β
"But, but my words have already come out, how can I change them? I Zhong Lishuo also has a head and a face in the world, and what I said naturally counts. Madame, what do you call me?"
Huang Ying's eyes rolled, thinking that it would always be okay to change the bet, so he whispered in Zhong Lishuo's ear. Zhong Lishuo was also happy when he heard this.
"Zhongli is in charge, please give the third palm, and you will never dodge it. Zi Xiaoyun said anxiously.
That Huang Ying took two steps back, Zhong Lishuo stepped forward and said: "I promised that the people of the demon clan would not hurt your life, you will definitely die as soon as my third palm comes out, I Zhong Lishuo does not want to be a trustworthy person and the gossip sect does not want to cause another incident." So, how about a different way of betting?"
"What kind of gambling is changed?"
"I'll bet you on a thirty-year covenant!" Zhong Lishuo said, pointing at Zi Xiaoyun with one hand.