For a period of time after that, the sect was calm, as if everything was as usual!

This surprised Yuan Yi, who had always been worried, and he analyzed it with Ling Hanfang a few times, and after getting no results, he threw it away.

Because there is another thing to be busy during this time.

In the Hululing recessed pavilion group, since eighteen children moved in, it has become lively.

The eighteen children, that is, Yan Chop's newly accepted disciples.

According to his teacher's instructions, what the five Yuan Yi people needed to do was to guide them to get started with martial arts, and teach them various common senses of internal and external skills.

Therefore, Yuan Yi and others have no spare time.

At this moment, the sun was hanging high, and on the Hululing training ground, the sound of shouting was everywhere.

In a marginal field, Yuan Yi is teaching a child hand in hand.

The child was about twelve or thirteen years old, with a slightly dark complexion and a tall figure, almost the same height as Yuan Yi, but between training, his hands and feet were quite clumsy, and he looked like a fool.

Of course, this kind of appearance is not the kind of appearance that Mo Quan, but it is really a bad head, so that when explaining the common sense of martial arts, Yuan Yi repeated it many times before he understood, which made Yuan Yi have a headache.

However, the only thing that satisfied him was that this son was quite hard-working, well-behaved and sensible, so his martial arts were not pulled down by other children.

Now, the two of them have been training for more than an hour, and for such a long time, even with Yuan Yi's strength, he feels a little tired, and on the other hand, the child, although he sweats like rain and his hands and feet tremble, he still does not speak, grits his teeth, and tries his best to keep up with Yuan Yi's rhythm.

Yuan Yi nodded secretly, then suddenly took a few steps back, and said at the same time: "Let's rest first!"

Then he sat down in a chair in the shade of a nearby tree, but the boy ran a few steps away and returned a moment later with an extra bottle of hot water and a towel in his hand.

He handed over the two things and said respectfully, "Senior brother, give it!"

Yuan Yi took it casually, glanced at him, and praised at the same time: "Not bad!"

As he spoke, he wiped his sweat with a towel, then poured a sip of water, and then said, "You can rest yourself." ”

He answered and ran away.

The child's name is Xiong Meng, and he also practices the secret book of "Copper Tendon Gong", which is also the reason why Yuan Yi taught him.

As for the other children, except for Ling Hanfang, who taught and practiced the same exercises, the rest were in charge of Old Master Feng.

Yuan Yi leaned back on the bench, his eyes half-open and half-closed, looking at a few figures dancing nearby, listening to the roar of dragons and tigers in the distance, his thoughts drifted slowly.

Since the last time he knew about his weaknesses, Yuan Yi had the intention to strengthen his training in this area, so during this time, he slowed down his cultivation of internal strength and instead studied the corresponding cultivation methods.

On the one hand, he studied the experience of his predecessors in the Wujing Pavilion, and on the other hand, he was looking for ways to strengthen actual combat.

After inquiring, he learned that in the sect, in addition to the usual competition with senior brothers, another important way to practice actual combat drills against people and enemies in the sect is to use the black prison death row prisoners of his own sect to train. Those death row prisoners, most of them are outlaws who have committed bloody crimes, even in prison, they are fearless and have no scruples, and because they do not take their lives seriously, they are often not high in the realm to exert super strength, and sometimes they have killed some sect disciples during training.

However, compared to the scruples between the senior brothers, this is also the excellent cultivation object that Yuan Yi is looking for.

Between life and death, the force can be quickly enhanced, this is the martial arts wisdom summarized by the sages!

After thinking about it, he finally decided that after Xiong Meng could cultivate on his own, he would go to the black prison for a trip.

After thinking about it, when he felt that he was almost rested, he stood up, greeted Xiong Meng not far away, and continued to cultivate.

When Yuan Yi and the others were cultivating, what they didn't know was that in the Longyin Mountain Range, a storm was brewing!

......

On this day, at the top of the Heavenly Sword Peak, in the hall of the sect, more than a dozen people were gathering together.

If the disciples in the sect saw this scene, they would probably be shocked!

Because among these dozen people, there are not only the masters of the Foreign Affairs Hall, the director of the Law Enforcement Department, the master of the Tianji Hall and other people in power in their own faction, but also the left and right deputy heads of the door are also mixed in them, but what is even more surprising is that the middle-aged man sitting in the middle high position, he has white hair and silver beard, and his face is strange, and he is the current head of this faction, Yan Qi!

At this time, the head of the house, Yan Shu, saw that the people in charge were seated one after another, nodded secretly, and then said to a middle-aged man: "Senior Brother Ji, you tell me about the situation first!"

"Yes, master!" the middle-aged man surnamed Ji replied loudly.

With that, he coughed lightly and got up from his seat.

Everyone couldn't help but look at him curiously, looking forward to the speech of this Heavenly Machine Hall Master.

I only heard the middle-aged man surnamed Ji say indifferently: "According to the news from the secret agent, the three factions of the Yizhou Heavenly Snake Gate in Guangnan Prefecture, the Cangzhou Sea Shark Gang and the Qingzhu Sect in Liangzhou are vigorously training their martial arts, and the target they are going to attack is our Longyin Sect!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience burst into flames, and everyone immediately began to discuss.

In the midst of the noise, most people's faces changed drastically, and anxiety and fear were all on their faces.

After all, those three major sects are undoubtedly behemoths compared to the Dragon Yin Sect, and facing them is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, but there is a danger that the sect will destroy and people will die.

However, among the dozen or so people, although most of them are war-fearing, they are more bloody people!

I saw a middle-aged man with a scar suddenly stand up, and said proudly: "Hit it, fight, I'm afraid of a ball! Although our sect is small, it is not easy to bully." However, Brother Ji, why did those three factions attack Benmen, and when did they come?"

Its voice was clear and clear, and it instantly suppressed the surging group voices, but it used some internal force.

Hearing this, everyone suddenly stopped talking, and turned their heads to look, seeing that it was Xue Cheng, the hall master of the Blood Battle Hall, they couldn't help but be stunned, and then heard his question, and looked at the hall master surnamed Ji of the Tianji Hall again.

The middle-aged man surnamed Ji hesitated for a moment, glanced at the master, and after seeing that he didn't say much, he immediately said: "The reason for this is not clear." As for the timing of their attack, it will not be in the near future. I estimate that without a year or two of preparation and planning, they will not attack rashly, after all, the natural danger of this faction is not imaginary. ”

"That's good!" the crowd breathed a sigh of relief.

For a while, this faction was able to be more relaxed whether it was fighting or fleeing.

Immediately afterwards, they looked at the expressionless boss in the middle high position, after all, what the direction of this war was to be decided by his words.

At this time, the head of the sect, Yan Shucai, said slowly: "This seat has summoned you today, not to ask you to fight to the death with those three factions, but to maintain the order of your own faction during the war and not cause chaos. As for this battle, I have made detailed arrangements, so you can rest assured. If the war is unfavorable, a hidden escape route will be opened. Therefore, you need not be overly anxious. ”

His voice was slow, his tone was calm and powerful, and an inexplicable confidence was contained in his words!

Hearing these words, although the cause of the great war was not mentioned in them, everyone's expressions were soothed.

After a pause, Yan Shu continued: "You should discuss the specific implementation plan during this time, in case you are caught off guard. I'll let you know before the three factions attack. Well, that's all, let's disperse. Xue Cheng stays!"

Everyone responded, and then rushed out, leaving only the two who were secretly discussing.

......

On the platform of life and death in the black prison, Yuan Yi looked at the middle-aged man opposite.

This man was the man he had chosen for training, and he was a vicious-looking, man-haired, ragged, and dejected look.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man raised his head, his eyes widened, he squinted at Yuan Yi, and said contemptuously: "Boy, do you want to use me as a stepping stone?"

"Not bad. Hearing this, Yuan Yi nodded and did not deny it.

"You're not afraid of death?" the middle-aged man glared and said a threatening word.

"If you don't go through the test of life and death, how can you become a strong person in the world!" Yuan Yi said indifferently, ignoring his fierce eyes.

"That's right! At such a young age, it is really rare to have such a strong heart!" Looking at Yuan Yi's firm eyes and listening to his sonorous words, the middle-aged man couldn't help but light up his eyes, and immediately gave a thumbs up, and said so.

Then, he looked at Yuan Yi and counted his eyes, and then groaned for a while before he said again: "Little brother, how about we make a deal?"

Yuan Yi was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but be surprised.

"What, do you think that I, a person in a cage, is not qualified to make a deal with you, although those people in your sect who are the embodiment of conceit justice and the messenger of heavenly punishment have imprisoned my body, they can't restrain my mind and heart!" Seeing the change in the expression on Yuan Yi's face, the middle-aged man was furious, and then said almost roaringly, the coldness and resentment in his words reached Yuan Yi's ears, making him feel terrified.

He hurriedly waved his hand and said, "The senior misunderstood, it's just ......"

"Don't worry, I won't embarrass you. The middle-aged man didn't wait for Yuan Yi to finish speaking, then stopped his words and said.

"In this way, the senior might as well talk about it. Hearing this, Yuan Yi breathed a sigh of relief and said.

"During this time, I will fully cooperate with your cultivation, and after you become artistic, you will use your strongest strength to kill me: this is the content of the transaction. The middle-aged man said with a normal face.

When Yuan Yi heard this, his face was shocked, and he wondered: "Since the seniors want to die, they can commit suicide." Even if you don't want to commit suicide, you can find someone else to do it for you, why did you choose me?"

"Each man has a different fate: as glorious as a soldier dies on the battlefield, a warrior is better off in battle. As for the others, they are not qualified to kill me. If I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid your internal strength has reached the peak of the first-class level, and what is lacking is just some training. Faced with Yuan Yi's question, the middle-aged man replied proudly.

Looking at his solemn face, after half a sound, Yuan Yi nodded, barely believing his words.

"Okay, let's get started. Then, the middle-aged man said, as if survival is supreme suffering, but he can't wait to seek death!

Yuan Yi naturally readily agreed.

In the next period of time, the middle-aged man really taught Yuan Yi martial arts experience wholeheartedly, which made Yuan Yi's vigilance a little.

When, months later, he smashed the middle-aged man's heart with all his might, he sighed slightly.

Looking at the middle-aged man's dim eyes looking up at the sky, Yuan Yi couldn't help but feel melancholy, and he didn't have the joy of making great progress in martial arts. At the same time, his heart is even more sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox, and the feeling of things hurting it, as a martial artist, will one day, he will fall so silently, and leave the world quietly?

Thinking about it, Yuan Yi shook his head, threw away that kind of thought, raised his footsteps, and walked off the platform of life and death!