The sorrow and joy of the world

Only then did Bai Dian dare to open his eyes. Seeing that Jiang Xiyue was injured, he hurried forward to help her. As a result, Jiang Xiyue stood up firmly by herself. She waved her hand, feeling as if she had suffered a heavy blow, and walked off the stage silently. .

Before Bai Dian could react, he was picked up by Fan Ziqi and the others, and he was thrown in the air for a while before letting him go.

Qing Weiran walked to Lin Kongzhi's side: "These are all apprentices you taught, why are the moves so ruthless?"

"Old Qing." Lin Kongzhi said calmly, "Ask from the heart, is this cruel?"

Qing Weiran shook her head.

"You should also understand that when you entered the rivers and lakes back then, the people you met wouldn't tell you about brotherhood. We shouldn't give them such an illusion, it will only hurt them."

"I understand all this, but I just can't bear to see them become like us."

"These are unavoidable. How to use kung fu depends on the person, not on kung fu. Just like Shen Yuyi, he never let Yu Nian show his barbs in the group arena. This is his sense of proportion; just like Bai Dian's move at the critical moment just now, this is his kindness, he didn't want to injure a woman to correct his reputation just because others gave him a bad reputation; When the eight people died, Ying Moxin thought about the life and death of those eight people, and his heart was so kind. This is what they insisted on. Even I have never been able to do it. What I can do is to teach them how to protect themselves in the most dangerous time. .”

Qing Weiran was a little moved: "This... really is the luck of the martial arts."

"maybe."

"how about you?"

"what?"

"What is it that you stick to all your life?"

"I don't want the awe-inspiring righteousness to resound in the world, but I just want to be ashamed of my heart." Lin Kongzhi answered his question calmly, his voice was very soft, but his words were serious.

The sword light flew across the afterglow, and the sound of swords colliding with each other was endless. Both of them on the stage were good at using swords. Although the swordsmanship was in the same place, they also used different styles.

Fan Ziqi was steady and let go, his sword had no false moves, and his moves were practical; while the opponent was a little aggressive, maybe he heard that Fan Ziqi was injured, and he could use this opportunity to be promoted to No.1, so he couldn't help feeling a little impetuous. The goal is wide open, which is to give up the defensive style of play completely.

The Woyun in Fan Ziqi's hand is silvery white, three and a half feet long, and has a wide range of attack. I saw his wrist flipped, and Woyun was in his hand, as if he was out of his hand, but it was not out of his hand's control, a piece of intertwined sword light Instantly overwhelmed the opponent.

"Zhiyun swordsmanship?" Nie Sheng, the elder of Zhishanmen, asked in surprise, "It is really rare to be able to practice to this level."

Nie Sheng turned to look at Lin Kongzhi: "You taught him?"

"How do I know about Zhishanmen's swordsmanship? It's just a few words." Lin Kongzhi drank tea calmly, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

The seemingly real sword light made the opponent panic for a moment. Fan Ziqi took advantage of the loophole for him who was too late to defend, and he endured all the moves in an instant. He only felt that his blood was surging. Fan Ziqi had just recovered from his serious injury. , the Zhiyun swordsmanship has consumed most of his energy just now, and now he is a little weak to follow up.

The other party also discovered this, quickly adjusted their state, bullied themselves, and still used the desperate style of play. The desire to win was born. This is very scary, and it often makes people affected by the killing intent bred by the sword. , and become uncontrollable.

Fan Ziqi retreated step by step, not in a hurry, waiting for the opportunity to move.

"Why isn't senior brother attacking anymore?" Bai Dian scratched the back of his head, a little confused.

"Eldest brother's injury is just right, it's not worthwhile to injure the root because of a game." Jin Wuxun gnawed on an apple, standing behind Bai Dian and said silently.

"When will your mouth be free?" Bai Dian glanced at him, "I don't know why you're so skinny when you're so edible!"

Jin Wuxun smiled and said nothing.

Shen Yuyi was a little nervous, because although Fan Ziqi's back injury was mostly healed, it still hurts after practicing for a long time.

Fan Ziqi quickly lowered his body, dodged the sword, and then exerted strength from his waist. He threw his leg up and kicked the opponent's wrist. The man was in pain, but he could barely hold the sword. Throwing himself into the air without hesitation, turned a slight angle, threw out a beautiful spin kick, and hit the side of the opponent's face. The person was kicked so that he fell to the side, and the corner of his mouth was bloodshot.

The man was controlled by the killing intent of the sword, and after being kicked like this, he became vicious, and stabbing out with the sword was obviously a way to kill someone.

Fan Ziqi obviously didn't expect the other party to attack, and barely avoided it, but his arm was still scratched, and the blood stained his entire sleeve in an instant, Fan Ziqi's expression gradually became serious, this can't work, if this continues, this person will definitely go crazy , the sword in his hand must be knocked out.

Nie Sheng wanted to stop it, but Lin Kongzhi stopped him: "Xiaofan has a way, it's useless if you stop it like this, it will make the child suffer backlash."

Nie Sheng had no choice but to sit back again: "You have taught them a lot in the past four years."

"It's all they should know, nothing too much."

Fan Ziqi used his injured hand to tightly clamp the sword-holding wrist of the opponent, then quickly tapped several big acupuncture points on him, slowly directing the killing intent back to the sword, and then twisted his wrist fiercely, forcing him to Let go of the hand holding the sword.

The man suddenly lost his strength, and his whole body wasted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The wound seemed to be more severe. Fan Ziqi put away the sword and pressed the wound silently: "If you can lose this sword, just throw it away. It's not bad."

"Thank you..."

Seeing that the game was over, Shen Yuyi rushed forward, pulled the cloth from his waist and wrapped it around Fan Ziqi's arm. After half a circle, he found that the medicine hadn't been applied yet, and then hurriedly took out a bottle of medicine and sprinkled it on his wound Going up, he didn't control his strength well, and sprinkled a little too much, causing Fan Ziqi to gasp in pain.

Shen Yuyi felt even more flustered, he asked cautiously: "Are you all right?"

Fan Ziqi tried his best to smile at him: "It's okay."

Only then did Shen Yuyi slowly wrap the cloth, and carefully tied a bow after wrapping it up.

Fan Ziqi looked at the big bow and felt a little sweaty.

"Why do you have cloth strips?"

"I... I'm worried that you will be injured and have nothing, so I will prepare first."

"Am I so vulnerable?"

"Yes, you were injured during the first martial arts competition in the sect. In the past four years, you have suffered a lot of minor injuries and a lot of serious injuries. They were all injured during the competition or during the sparring. And the last time Little sick, you help chop vegetables, and cut your finger..."

"Okay, okay, I get it..." Fan Ziqi raised his forehead, and today he finally discovered that he has a vulnerable body...

Jin Wuxun tugged on Bai Dian's sleeve: "I'm hungry."

Bai Dian looked at him frantically: "Can you use your bigu technique!"

Jin Wuxun smiled silently, looking at Bai Dian felt like looking at a moving big white-faced steamed bun, half of the exposed face was profound and innocent.

Ying Moli just finished the match over there. This time, the opponent was a bit tricky, and it took a little longer. Xu Yifeng has been watching from the audience. He didn't want to be too timid. Still unable to show it in front of this person, I feel quite broken.

"Did that person use a hidden weapon?" Xu Yifeng comes from the Qimen Dunjia House, so he can naturally see the way of hidden weapons, even Ying Moli's hidden weapon Sifeng, and Bai Dian's modified Leng Qi that can be divided into two , the barbed mechanism on Shen Yuyi and Yu Nian, and the dark blade on Jin Wuxun's Burning Shadow were all designed by Xu Yifeng. Some key tricks were not done well, and he even went to his father to help them fix them.

Ying Moli curled his lips: "Yes."

"In addition to you, you Zhige Sect actually has someone repairing hidden weapons?!"

"What's so strange about this? I'm not the only one who can repair hidden weapons."

"But, do you feel, feel..."

"What do you think? If you keep making noise, be careful I'll stab you to death with a hidden weapon!"

Xu Yifeng went crazy, and he didn't know what to say, so he simply said, "Show me that hidden weapon."

Ying Moli saw that he had brought out the hidden weapon, so he took it all according to the order, thinking about using it for himself, but Xu Yifeng didn't expect Xu Yifeng to be interested in this, so he reluctantly took it out: "Hey."

Xu Yifeng took it and touched the silver ring on his finger, and then his silver ring turned black instantly...

Xu Yifeng: "..."

Ying Moli: "..."

"I just said, there is a problem." Xu Yifeng took a piece of cloth and wrapped these hidden weapons.

Ying Moli was so tired that he couldn't turn his head around because of the electricity in his head: "What's going on here?"

"You are stupid! This person wants to harm you! If you have been hit by this hidden weapon, you have to go see Lord Hades now!"

"So?" Ying Moli still couldn't figure it out, "If I die, he won't be able to live. What reason does he have to harm me? I have no grievances or enmities with him."

"Who dislikes you the most now?"

"Who?"

Xu Yifeng silently supported his forehead.

"You Ziyue?!" Ying Moli felt chills all over his body. He knew that You Ziyue had always disliked him, but no matter how he thought about it, he would never think that he would want to kill him. "How is this possible?"

"I said, aren't you too simple? I haven't heard my little master say it countless times. The world is sinister, and the human heart is even more sinister!"

Ying Moli was silent, he suddenly felt a little tired, he asked lightly: "So what? Are you going to take these hidden weapons and tell the wanderer to go?"

"It's too cheap for him, let's go, find the little master, and listen to his idea."

Lin Kongzhi looked at the hidden weapon and said, "That's right, it's something that the more you can do." And this probably has more or less connection with his stimulation of Youzi that day.

Xu Yifeng: "What should we do about this?"

"Go and threaten the person who released the hidden weapon, and see if you can make a routine."

"Okay." Ying Moli is still frowning now, he is too tired now, let alone someone wants to harm him, even if someone is slashing in front of him with a knife, he probably doesn't want to move.

"are you tired?"

"No, let's go."

Lin Kongzhi looked at Wen Yi, who was already sound asleep, and couldn't help but smile. This little guy ran all night last night and was so tired that he slept all morning, so it's hard for him to work so hard.

In fact, if possible, he wanted Wen Yi to grow up like an ordinary child, without having to suffer so much.

He leaned on the edge of the bed and opened the ancient book again, wanting to see if there was a bloodstone in the human body.

"Tell me! Who ordered you?!" Xu Yifeng caught the person who released the poisonous hidden weapon, suppressed him and went to the small woods, "If you don't tell me, I will stab you to death with this hidden weapon!"

Ying Moli rolled his eyes, this guy actually imitated his speech.

"Why tell you!"

"Yo, let me tell you, in terms of seniority, you are indeed superior to our little master, but in terms of kung fu, cultivation, and prestige in the world, your master is no match for our little master! I advise you to recruit as soon as possible For good."

The man gritted his teeth: "Yes, he ordered it!"

"That's right, good boy." Xu Yifeng patted him on the head, "I hope you will give us a certificate when the time comes."

"testify?"

"That's right, with the personality of a wanderer, he will never let it go, and will definitely look for opportunities to do it, so recently Xiaoion often goes to places where no one is around, and maybe he will have unexpected gains." Lin Kongzhi's mouth twitched Laughing, he looks like an old fox, very treacherous.

"He wouldn't really want to compete with me, would he? Then beat me to death?" Ying Moli felt a little panicked.

"It's not enough to kill you. You're not that weak. At most, you'll be injured by him, and then blame me."

"How do you blame me? I'm not blind, can't I see who hit me?"

Lin Kongzhi smiled: "You will know when the time comes."

Ying Moli still felt a little inexplicable, and Xu Yifeng didn't know the way, so he could only eat in silence with other seniors.

"Oh? Where's the junior brother?" Bai Dian ate for a long time before he realized that there was no one else. Wen Yi was too silent. Usually he was with the junior master, and he could see other people except during meal times, but now there was no one when eating. It can't help but make people feel a little strange.

"He went for a run in the back mountain, just leave some for him, he will eat later."

"Hey, I found out that my junior brother works harder than us." Xu Yifeng slapped the table.

Lin Kongzhi: "So, you have to hurry up."

Fan Ziqi: "Little master, won't our Yukong Sect hold a martial arts competition within the sect this year?"

"What? Do you want to compare?"

"Yeah." Everyone nodded.

"Then let's compare, tomorrow."

Ying Moli glanced at Xu Yifeng, and Xu Yifeng happened to be looking at him too, and the two looked at each other and smiled, which was self-evident.

In the first year, Fan Ziqi was first, Ying Moli was second, Xu Yifeng was third; in the second year, Shen Yuyi was first, Ying Moli was second, Fan Ziqi was third; in the third year, Jin Wuxun was first, Ying Mo was third. Li was the second, Bai Dian the third; in the fourth year, Jin Wuxun was the first, Ying Moli was the second, Fan Ziqi was the third; in the fifth year...the fifth year was still not more than...

Xu Yifeng has never fought Ying Moli once, and he has been holding a sigh of relief, so he competes in the martial arts competition every year.And Ying Moli was also melancholy, he had never won the first place, but he had never left the second place either...

And that foodie!

Everyone looked at Jin Wuxun in unison, and he won the first place twice!

So Jin Wuxun innocently became the primary target of everyone.

Jin Wuxun gnawed at the meat silently, turning a blind eye to the eyes of the outside world.

Lin Kongzhi smiled. In fact, his apprentices are all very talented and diligent enough, but the one who makes him worry the most is Jin Wuxun. He has fought against Jin Wuxun during training, and his inner strength is profound. , the moves are old and spicy, there are few flaws, and there are few places where he can give pointers. As for why he went straight to the first place in the third year, he has been observing for the first two years and has not shown his true strength.

After all, he is the young master of the Supreme Hall, and his insight and learning ability must have been cultivated from the womb, and his tactics and strategies must have been dabbled in a lot.

In the past four years, Lin Kongzhi has pointed out him five times. Every time he points out, he can quickly correct it and never make a second mistake.At the same time, Jin Wuxun is also the one who is closest to the realm of transformation among his apprentices, and it is only a matter of chance when he will step in.

The next day, people from all sects were crowded in front of Yukongmen's fighting arena, it was very lively.

The female disciples had all embroidered their handkerchiefs, shy and looking forward to the bet, throwing handkerchiefs into the bamboo baskets of those who supported it.

The six players draw lots to determine their opponents, two-two duels, and the three who win will be divided into one, two, and three.

In the first group, Xu Yifeng and Ying Moli were separated together as they wished. Xu Yifeng was eager to try, and Xiu Lan at his waist began to tremble excitedly.

Xu Yifeng glanced at the audience, and the other four people in the audience were also betting. They took the uneaten eggs as votes, but Xu Yifeng didn't have a single egg in his bamboo basket!Xu Yifeng felt that he had been hit...

"Hey! Why are you in a daze?" Ying Moli shook Huanyue and asked dissatisfied.

"See if I won't beat you up!" Xu Yifeng drew out his long knife, and the shiny blade reflected a dazzling light.

The two people on the stage fought inseparably, and the people in the audience ate melons in silence.

"Why haven't you finished playing? I'm so bored, hurry up!" Bai Dian yelled.

Jin Wuxun had already carved a pile of melon seeds, and the skins of the melon seeds were piled up into a small hill.

Elders from the other six sects also came. Lin Kongzhi held Wen Yi in his arms to watch the game. Wen Yi was watching the game seriously all the time, and he was still gesticulating. His eyes seemed to be shining with light. Lin Kongzhi peeled chestnuts while Feed him, sometimes he ate it without peeling it well.

Other elders: "..."

Is this an apprentice?This is the adoption of a godson...