Sacrifice to Feed Demons [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

Ji Xianjun chuckled lightly and didn't think so.

"Don't just talk about me, it's like two rare heroic figures. Their appearance, demeanor, and heart are unmatched by the world."

Wang Lianhua raised her eyebrows at this well-deserved compliment, and so did Yu Luocha.

Don't look at them as if they are sincerely convinced by Ji Xianjun, but in fact, these two are not humble masters.

Those who are not narcissistic think that it is good to be unparalleled in the world, can they still be expected to feel embarrassed by a few words of praise?

Ji Xianjun has seen many similar heroes in the past, and they all have the same mentality.

People they approve of have a strange heartiness, a strange generosity, and... er, a strange informality.

He once saw a hero who regarded the weak as ants, but he could not get angry with the person who could defeat him, no matter how much the other party despised him. Appreciation for this person.

Perhaps anyone who can become a master needs to have an unknown charm.

Ji Xianjun has seen a lot of people like this in the past. Whether he admits it or not, living a long life is a capital, and this ability is even rarer than a peerless talent.

Because geniuses still die young, but those who can live for a long time, no matter what their talents are, their abilities are like accessories, and they have been mastered during this long period of time.

Compared with such people, strength is not so important.

It's a pity that there are very few people who can see through, and those who can see through, understand and speak out.

An eminent monk said it well.

All living beings are like floating animals, like beasts, like human beings. They are enlightened all their lives. Those who can understand become Buddhas, and those who are unwilling after enlightenment become demons. However, after enlightenment, they can still maintain their original mind without being frightened or angry. people.

After saying such a paragraph, the monk finally said.

Donor, most of the things in the world can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words. Now, have you understood it?

Even though Ji Xianjun knew that this was another attack by the great monk, the meditation still helped him get rid of distracting thoughts and break through the bottleneck of the day.

For this reason, the future suzerain of worshiping heaven wrote down the human feelings of Buddhism.

However, if you are enlightened, you have to do the same when interacting with people, so it will be too tiring.

Hey, I suddenly understand why there are very few friends of capable people and strangers throughout the ages.

Ji Xianjun was silent for a while, but Yu Luocha suddenly spoke out.

"What are you thinking?"

Ji Xianjun subconsciously said: "I was thinking, if making friends is as difficult as improving martial arts, then it's no wonder some people have very few friends... Ugh!"

"........."

"..."

Two people, Yu Luocha was the one who asked the question, so the silence was a bit long.

Seeing that she was not the one who suffered this time, Wang Lianhua managed to hold back a smile, cleared her throat and said, "Why does this sound like you're talking about us?" But the familiar dull pain had already come from her knee.

He did this to blackmail Jade Rakshasa, and he didn't mind including himself in it.

What a hatred, what a resentment!

Yu Luocha glared at him, and Wang Lianhua responded with a decent smile.

This smiling face was too fake, Yu Luocha immediately patted the table in disgust.

"Don't be passive and sabotage the megaphone!"

Wang Lianhua's pride was immediately dispelled by this sentence, and she continued to broadcast with a dark face.

As early as when the two of them got up again, Ji Xianjun returned to his closed-eyed and meditative demeanor, with only his fingers plucking in the void, as if he was playing a guqin that was not in front of him.

The auction had come to a successful conclusion by this time, and the people on the first floor downstairs had almost left, but there was no other movement on the second floor.

There are people who are very curious and want to stay and continue watching the show. This is too courageous to die, but even if they risk their lives to watch, the black market will not allow such a group of people to stay.

If there is no accident, the auction will forcefully drive people away this time, and they will be scolded behind their backs by this group of Jianghu people who don't have much ability, but only have a strong mouth.

But the forces behind the black market don't mind this bit of spittle, and they pay more attention to the future development.

The bead curtains on the second floor are hanging, and if someone comes in or out, there will be a noise, but so far there has been no movement... No, in fact, there are still some.

The actions of the Lord Baiyun will not be ignored by others, and after that, the King Nan walked out of that room is a development that will not be missed by those who are interested.

Unknowingly, like Wang Lianhua and the others "listening", there were quite a few people paying attention to the situation in the room.

The question is, how much can they hear!

"Inaudible."

Although the entire rivers and lakes are deep, how many martial arts masters are as capable as Wang Lianhua?

They might be able to hear a few broken words, but the four sword maids who had followed Ye Gucheng for a long time took a step forward.

They don't have swords in their hands, but they use their internal strength alone to scramble to unsheath their swords.

The eavesdropper was interrupted by the sound of the sword, and his breath stagnated. If his cultivation base was a little weaker, he would probably vomit blood on the spot.

Behind the flowery curtain, the Mistress of Yihua showed playfulness, and the wine dish held on her fingertips was poured with nectar by a maid beside her, and the sweet and bitter honey water was held between her lips and tongue.

She said vaguely, "Interesting."

I don't know if he is talking about these four sword maids, or Ye Gucheng's fun.

Anyway, compared with the people present who were more or less involved in something, Yihua Palace's foundation may be shallow, but the patriarch who was born is a truly talented generation, so the martial arts passed down may not be as good as the four great wonders. The reputation of the book is resounding, and it is not as good as some sects with their own origins, but Palace Master Yihua is undoubtedly the most "clean" one among them.

Therefore, she was the only one who came here to watch jokes, have fun, and relax.

This kind of zest for life, if Lu Xiaofeng and the others knew it, they would probably only be envious.

Everyone in the Yihua Palace knows the beauties, wine and plum blossoms. The luxury products are placed randomly. I don’t know how many people think of it as a fairyland. Unfortunately, so far, no outsiders have visited the palace in person.

But there may be one exception today.

Palace Mistress Yihua glanced at her narrow and lazy brows and eyes, and someone leaned over knowingly and interestingly. She put down the wine plate with two fingers and picked up a page of gold-sprinkled paper.

"Give this to the person behind the little sword curtain, and just say that Yihua Palace welcomes friends who are interested in life."

After giving the order, she didn't even look at the person who was leaving, she grabbed a petite maid next to her and hugged her into her arms, and fed her wine mouth to mouth.

Both are beauties, even if the maid's color is not as good as the palace master's, but she is still a pretty girl in other places.

The two got so close that flowers seemed to bloom around them, and many women in the house blushed and turned their heads away, not daring to watch this scene of blushing and heartbeating again.

This time, it was Yihua Palace who took the initiative to start again, after Ye Gucheng became the first bird, and then the curtains made noises, maybe they also discovered that there was no way to hear Ye Gucheng saying in the room with the sword maid. What.

Curiosity was not satisfied, they decided to find another way to satisfy their curiosity.

Immediately, those who send papers send papers, those who send things send things, the papers are okay, no matter how straightforward they are, it will not be clear at a glance, but the things are a little vague.

All of them were bought at the auction before, but when you get them in your hands, you will find that none of them are without hidden meaning.

Palace Master Yihua is fiddling with Yu Ruyi, which is small and exquisite in size, but when viewed from another angle on the table, Gu Duo happens to be a heart, extraordinarily delicate and lovely.

But as you wish, as I wish.

Don't tell me, this is another person looking for her to do business.

Similar situations happen in every private room.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't even look at the delivered item, and coldly ordered, "I lost it."

"Ximen, you have such a cold temper that the whole world knows, but someone actually took the initiative to post it?"

Ximen Chuuxue didn't raise his head at the sound of door curtains colliding, but the people who watched Wanmei Villa didn't stop him, and they already knew the other party's identity.

There is no other person in the world who can talk to Ximen Chuuxue like this, except Lu Xiaofeng who has a good understanding.

Hua Manlou came in after him, and smiled friendlyly at Ximen Chuixue: "Master Ximen, excuse me."

This time, Ximen Chuuxue raised his head and looked at the surprisingly many people beside Lu Xiaofeng, his expression remained unchanged, as usual, as if he had no trace of popularity.

However, for those who have known the realm of Ximen Chuuxue's martial arts before, it is not difficult to find a trace of strangeness leaking from his breath.

A look of surprise flashed across Yuan Suiyun's eyes, and Chu Liuxiang simply congratulated her.

"Congratulations to Master Ximen for improving again."

Seeing Chu Liuxiang and Yuan Suiyun, the corners of Ximen Chuixue's mouth turned up at an inconspicuous angle, and he asked, "He's here?"

Yuan Suiyun blinked and shook his head: "I don't know, that person is elusive now."

Ximen Chuuxue nodded, indicating that he knew.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help being curious, stroked his beard, glanced at a few people with probing eyes, and said thoughtfully: "The person you are talking about, could it be the famous Ji Xianjun?"

Yuan Suiyun and Chu Liuxiang looked at him in astonishment together.

"famous?"

Ignoring the disapproval in their tone, Lu Xiaofeng said straightforwardly: "Just tell me how many of the people present know Ji Xianjun's name? What are the status of the people present!"

Yuan Suiyun knew the meaning of Lu Xiaofeng's words without looking, so he found himself unable to refute.

But when he thinks that Ji Xianjun is so famous in the world, no longer... no longer a distant goal that belongs to him alone, a sharp pain will arise in his heart.

It seemed to be reminding him that if he continued like this, not to mention being unable to catch up, even looking at his background would be an extravagant hope.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't know why Yuan Suiyun fell silent inexplicably, but he was meticulous in his thoughts but didn't pay attention to this aspect, so he just paused and continued: "We alone are enough to make the name Ji Xianjun known all over the world. , so here comes the question, who knows Ji Xianjun outside of us."

Speaking of this, his tone was playful and serious.

"I'm afraid this person has become a legend without our knowledge."

The air was quiet, and no one spoke.

Chu Liuxiang came back to his senses, and said with a dumbfounding knife: "How is it possible, I have a lot of contacts with Ji Xianjun, he is not a person seeking fame."

Lu Xiaofeng replied without hesitation: "It's because he didn't want to be famous, but whether it's you or Yuan Suiyun, it seems like an instinct to mention him unconsciously, and..." He looked at Ximen Chuuxue with a solemn expression, "Now it seems that all the people he contacts are unique characters."

Don't you think it's similar?Like Wang Lian Kao senior...

The sound of a sword being unsheathed, Ximen Chuixue, who had been wiping his sword, was cold-faced, cold-hearted, and seemed cold-hearted, but the deepening smile at the corner of his mouth inexplicably made people feel the surging heat in his chest.

"Ji Xianjun is indeed a legend."

What Lu Xiaofeng didn't say, seemed to disappear before Ximen Chuuxue's invisible protective gesture.

He rubbed the center of his eyebrows with a headache, and looked for help to Chu Liuxiang who he thought should have the same idea as himself.

"What do you think?"

Chu Liuxiang lived up to his expectations and said, "It is indeed very similar, but I think it is still different."

Lu Xiaofeng was overjoyed at first, then stagnant, and found in despair that these people seemed to have been brainwashed, and they couldn't see anything suspicious about the name "Ji Xianjun" at all!

Chu Liuxiang patted him on the shoulder, and pointedly said: "Even if Ji Xianjun and Senior Wang Lianhua come from the same place? Just as we can't force Senior Wang, Ji Xianjun also makes us unable to deal with it."

Lu Xiaofeng's breathing gradually became difficult, and he felt that the feeling of being unable to refute was really fucking uncomfortable.

Never ask for trouble again!

But obviously no one would believe the determination not to cause trouble made by a person who bothered him to come to his door.

Ximen Chuuxue stood up, her tall and slender figure was tightened at the waist and widened at the bottom, the snow white all over her body was like the pure white under the cold winter sun, covered all over the mountains and plains, but preserved the vitality under the snow.

"Let's go."

His voice was very cold, as if he didn't pay attention to anything, but it was different from pure indifference.

His purity is different from the nobility and arrogance of people of the same name, and the calmness that flies to the nine heavens at any time. His awe-inspiring, his sincerity is the product of all his enthusiasm and enthusiasm.

After Ximen Chuuxue's enthusiasm and temperature were given to the temperatureless sword, there was only a little remnant in his body, so he was indifferent and awe-inspiring.

But to say that he is a monster with nothing but a sword, it is unavoidable to refute.

Ximen Chuuxue was originally a person who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

Just like he would shave off Lu Xiaofeng's beard, just like he would take the initiative to defend justice in the world with his sword, just like he would wait day after day to prove the sword.

Sun Xiuqing was right, this person was too clean, that's why he was daunting when he became persistent.

It is precisely because of this that Ji Xianjun pointed it out.

Sun Xiuqing is Ximen Chuuxue's best whetstone, precisely because she can see clearly, she can see clearly, and she also has a heart for completeness.

This is a woman who is not inferior to Ximen Chuuxue in every respect.

The only thing she's missing is... Oops!

No, almost exposed something.

One finger gently plucked the non-existent strings under the palm, but there was a real clang resounding under the sky.

Mount Emei.

Murderous intentions were revealed in the clearer and clearer sounds of the piano, and the woman sitting in the killing array was no longer what it used to be.

Abandoning the beauty and complexity of Emei swordsmanship, he used sword moves in an overly straightforward way.

The effect presented to the eyes can be described as a blow through the air, and the jade is broken.

Qingkong seemed to remember the elegance of this sword, imprinting the girl's back.

The time has come, it's time to go down the mountain.

Sun Xiuqing bid farewell to Master, walked out of the mountain gate, did not say goodbye to anyone, stood alone on the top of the mountain, overlooking the sea of ​​clouds.

She still feels incredible until now.

She didn't understand why she was deliberately taken away from Chang'an City, and she didn't know why she was put in a strange space, one person and one sword, and she practiced day and night. It is located in the back mountain of Emei.The brothers who went to Chang'an came back early, but the master didn't look surprised when he saw him, as if he already knew the reason for his disappearance.

At this point in the matter, Sun Xiuqing was puzzled, but the long-term isolation practice had tempered her mind to be extremely strong, but when she stood on the top of the beautiful Mount Emei and looked into the distance, her whole heart really settled down.

In any case, Emei has been her "home" since she grew up, and she will not feel at ease without wanderers at home.

"It's just a pity... I just came back, and I have to leave again."

A trace of indifference flashed across Sun Xiuqing's delicate face, reaching the same level, she understood Ximen Chuuxue's behavior better than before, and now, she also wanted to take that crucial step for her own way of swordsmanship.

"Cut the threads of love!"

Just as fierce as Sun Xiuqing who was descending the mountain was what Ximen Chuuxue would say afterward.

He first said let's go, and then he said: "Go to see Ye Gucheng!"

No matter the tone and demeanor are full of undoubted meaning.

The few people who had just arrived looked at each other in blank dismay, wanting to smile wryly.

Are you not afraid of disturbing City Lord Ye's good deeds when you go to see him?

...But...it's been so long, how far has the matter progressed?

Thinking of this, several people looked at the bead curtain that attracted countless people's curiosity.

The bead curtain is hung together by strings of normal-sized beads. The invisible low-key show off of wealth is just the taste of the rich. But at this moment, he was in no mood at all.

Ye Gucheng finished talking about Nanwang's plan without any concealment, precisely because it was too detailed, Zhu Yujun couldn't even try to excuse Nanwang... No, it is precisely because he thinks from the emperor's point of view that he will not be arrogant. The words are regarded as treasonous nonsense.

"This, huh, this is really..." Zhu Yujun staggered a few steps, his calf knocked on the chair, he sat down unsteadily, his expression looked more like he had fallen down, and his face was blank, "Zhen, what's wrong with him?" Isn't it good enough?"

Ye Gucheng didn't say a word, and Zhu Yujun's gaffe quickly recovered, and his psychological quality was also strong.

"City Lord Ye, please, no matter what, City Lord Ye is willing to destroy his reputation to warn me, and I appreciate it."

Since Zhu Yujun was in a state of confusion just now, and now he is only recovering on the surface, Ye Gucheng's body froze when he didn't notice that he said this.

He didn't expect Zhu Yujun's praise, he just came here to have a legitimate opportunity to contact the emperor.

But he didn't expect that Ji Xianjun thought of it, so he was able to guarantee such generosity.

He is an emperor, Zhu Yujun may not be mature, but he is also the king of a country, so it is easier for Ji Xianjun to grasp his mind than anyone else in the world.

In Ji Xianjun's eyes, surrendering is not a problem, the key is that after surrendering, the emperor is willing to waste his tongue and protect you.

Now it seems that what he did was very successful, so successful that it surprised Ye Gucheng.

I didn't expect it to go so smoothly.

Zhu Yujun supported his forehead with one hand, and asked the eunuch to come in. The eunuch held Ye Gucheng's sword in his hand. He picked it up and drew the sword to look at it. His heavy heart was relieved a lot when he saw the light of the sword as clear as water. He closed it The sword returned to its sheath and was thrown to Ye Gucheng with a sad look on his face.

"I planned to use this sword with you to sell favors to King Nan. After all, I will never lack gold and silver."

But what the Tian family lacks the most, he is the poorest one in the world.

Carefully protect it, even if it cannot be protected.

"...It's like drinking wine alone..."

Ji Xianjun seemed to know what Zhu Yujun was thinking, and murmured to himself: "I'm lonely, that's all."

Zhu Yujun didn't know that there was another person in the world who understood his feelings so well. He missed the opportunity to meet a confidant, but he took this opportunity to clean up his mood. Guanghua.

"He wants to fight a duel, so I will allow it. In fact, I also want to see if this world can be messed up before my jade seat."

Suppressing the cold and murderous words, the words between the lines are not ridiculed by Nan Wang.

Ye Gucheng watched the young monarch from the beginning to the end, especially when he saw him showing the domineering side of the emperor, what was going on in his heart was unknown to everyone.

Next, in order not to arouse Nanwang's suspicion, Zhu Yujun quickly called back the people who had been driven out. When the others saw that Ye Gucheng was holding the sword that had been photographed before, they all looked at the two of them with clear eyes for a while, but When Zhu Yujun found a slight smile on his lips, he couldn't help guessing that it must be because Ye Gucheng coaxed this ancestor well.

No way, who made their majesty like all kinds of heroes with strong character and legend?

When Nan Wang saw Zhu Yujun smiling and asked someone to send Ye Gucheng out, he knew that Ye Gucheng definitely did not take the opportunity to make trouble with a regretful look on seeing each other, so he felt relieved, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel that the person in front of him who was about to give up his seat The emperor gave birth to his son's strong ridicule.

Look, the people you trust are all mine. When everyone betrays their relatives, I see how you can still laugh!

It can be seen from this that Nan Wang thinks he understands Zhu Yujun's personality, but he doesn't know that the emperor is the one who understands them best.

Without much cover-up, just adding a little curvature to the corner of the mouth is enough to mislead all those with evil intentions.

Zhu Yujun knew that his uncle was careful, but even if he was careful, he would not know how to read minds, so he might as well continue following the routine he thought.

Even after Ye Gucheng left, Zhu Yujun deliberately mentioned that he used the sword to sell favors for the son of the Southern King.

He said with a little affection: "My cousin is not in good health. You really should practice martial arts to strengthen your health. I told you not to learn the reckless ways of the rivers and lakes. I was really worried that my cousin was young and ignorant and blindly worshiped those thieves who licked blood. But seeing the demeanor of City Lord Ye today, I believe that with such a famous teacher, my cousin will definitely grow into an outstanding hero of Zhilan Yushu."

Nan Wang's eyes lit up, Zhu Yujun said this, he was more sure that Ye Gucheng had done nothing, otherwise Zhu Yujun was crazy, or stupid, to encourage a person who wanted his throne like this?

Zhu Yujun looked deeply at the background where Nanwang left after thanking him again and again, and said calmly: "Ye Gucheng is a nice person, I am very happy, and you are also recommended by my companion."

The eunuch's expression changed suddenly, but he immediately returned to a benevolent look.

"I don't know what Your Majesty said to City Lord Ye, but the old slave's mother's family name is Ye, and I have heard of this young and famous City Lord for a long time. Today's smooth sailing is just to make a good thing come true. If His Majesty is in a bad mood, that old slave will definitely die!"

Zhu Yujun looked at him for a long time with an unclear expression, but his eyes did not fall on him, but drifted to somewhere in the void.

The eunuch could feel the increasing pressure around him, but he didn't dare to lift his bent waist, and in order to show his loyalty, his old body bowed deeply.

"You are right, it is indeed a beautiful thing."

After Zhu Yujun was silent for a long time, his tone seemed erratic when he opened his mouth, but he immediately recovered. This gaffe did not last long on him, and he just said to the eunuch slightly sentimentally: "Big companion, how long have you been by my side?" ?”

The eunuch did not dare to lie, and said honestly: "This old slave has served His Majesty for 23 years."

"23 years? It's not too short," Zhu Yujun sighed, "Since I was born, my big companion has been by my side."

The eunuch dared not say yes again.

Zhu Yujun shook her head: "After returning to the palace, you can serve the Empress Dowager. For the sake of your loyalty, I will give you a face."

"...Old slave...thank you for His Majesty's grace..."

The old man in a deeply prostrating posture couldn't see his expression. Zhu Yujun got up and left, and the attendants behind him subconsciously stood in the appropriate seats. Only the old eunuch didn't get up for a long time, and was later lifted up by the guards beside him, with wet marks around his eyes.

He was kind for a while, but in the end he lost the favor of the emperor, and the treatment in the palace in the future will be very different from before. I don't know if he regrets it now.

But thunder, rain and dew are all the grace of the king, and Zhu Yujun, the emperor, has done a good job.

After Ji Xianjun listened to the live broadcast, she dropped the melon seeds in her palm and clapped her hands.

"The play is over, it's time to think about what to watch next."

After his words fell to the ground, the auction matter came to a complete conclusion.