The leader of the Demon Cult ran away with the ball

The meaning was deliberately distorted by him, Xingyun's complexion darkened, he lowered his head and said: "I know you are still blaming my master, it was because of me that you were driven down the mountain back then, if you weren't for helping me, it would have been..."

Xue Jingying interrupted him impatiently: "If the master came to the mountain just to talk about these old things, then I will not accompany you. I am very busy with academic affairs. If you want to recall the past masters, feel free."

With that said, he turned around and left.

Xingyun stopped him, looked at the face of the person in front of him, at first he knew he was dead, he was depressed, then he knew he was not dead, he was ecstatic, now seeing this person, he felt melancholy.

This person is born like a master's uncle, his eyebrows are like stars, his eyes are clear and elegant, and even the outline can be seen from the bright and bright smile when he was a child, but his temperament is far from that of his master's uncle.

His facial features are [-]% cold, and his bones are frozen when he sees them. The words that he wants to narrate are all stuck in his throat under the gaze of those resolute and mocking eyes, and he can't say a word.

Xing Yun finally understood that this person's temperament might have changed drastically over the years, and he was no longer the Xue Jingying who laughed wantonly and hated clearly.

But now the leader of the Demon Cult, who is feared in the world, is not only fierce and bloodthirsty, but also lives and kills only by his own likes and dislikes.

Xing Yun looked at him, took two steps back, and said: "Since Master Xue doesn't want to talk about the past with the poor monk, then the poor monk will not talk too much. The poor monk came this time not only to reminisce about the old days with Master Xue , The poor monk is here to persuade Master Xue to stop."

Xue Jingying let out a groan, raised her eyebrows to look at him, and said with a sneer, "I don't know why the master came to persuade me to stop, and what did I do?"

Xingyun looked directly at him: "Master Xue doesn't need to lie to the poor monk. The massacres in the Jianghu are all caused by Master Xue. Although most of them are mobs of good and bad people, there are also good people among them. Master Xue is so cruel and merciless, he is not afraid of retribution." Is it? There are endless grievances and grievances in the rivers and lakes, and when will it be possible to repay the grievances, I advise Master Xue to stop in time and turn around."

"Ha!" Xue Jingying laughed loudly: "If you advise me to stop in time, then why did they stop when they encircled and suppressed my West Demon Mountain, slaughtered tens of thousands of members of my sect, and broke my veins. All the famous and decent sects are so cruel and merciless, so there is nothing wrong with me retaliating against others in my own way. I don’t like to hear what you said. If you don’t want to die, get out of here quickly, or you will be off. Blame this seat for being ruthless."

He flicked his sleeves, turned around and left. Before Xingyun could catch up, he was stopped by Fu Jiu.Xing Yun managed to go up the mountain to see him, but naturally refused to give up without persuading him, and immediately made a move to fight with Fu Jiu.Fu Jiu is the right protector of the Western Demon Sect. His lightness kung fu is superb and he is proficient in heresy ways, but his martial arts are still a bit behind Xing Yun.

Xingyun swept away Fu Jiu within a few moves, and chased towards Xue Jingying. Xue Jingying snorted coldly.Xingyun avoided hastily, but was still swept by his palm. He made a mistake and landed not far from Xue Jingying.

Xing Yun looked at him: "The poor monk can't watch you go astray, if you insist on not stopping, the poor monk has no choice but to use the poor monk's method to stop you."

After saying that, she attacked Xue Jingying. Xue Jingying also had anger on her face, and immediately moved towards him.The two often fought each other when they were young, but at that time, although they had similar aptitudes, Xue Jingying was cunning and quick-witted, while Xingyun was introverted, and the two were equal in force, but Xingyun always beat him in terms of strategy, so Xue Jingying always won more.

After so many years, when the two faced each other again, they both wanted to find out the other's true strength, so they didn't hold back. The two fought against each other in the air.

The last one fell down from the sky after being hit by the opponent's palm, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of Xingyun's mouth, and said: "It seems that Master Xue and the poor monk are evenly matched. Let me take my leave now. Xingyun will be stationed at the foot of the mountain, if Master Xue does not stop, the poor monk will not give up for a day, and will come again after a few days."

As he said that, he used lightness kung fu and went all the way down the mountain from the gate of the sect.

As soon as he left, Xue Jingying covered his abdomen, his body softened, and he almost fell to his knees. Seeing this, Fu Jiu hurried over to help him, and as soon as he got close, Xue Jingying spit out a mouthful of blood.

Fu Jiu panicked, "Master, are you alright?"

Xue Jingying closed her eyes, raised her hand to let him not panic, opened her eyes after a while, and said with hatred in her eyes: "Shaolin Wuxiang Palm is really powerful, please don't say anything about my injury, the original plan will be put on hold for now After the seat is ready, it will be executed. Now help me go back to rest."

"Yes." Fu Jiu agreed.

After receiving Xingyun's palm, Xue Jingying has been shutting the door in the room all the time. He practiced exercises every day to adjust his breath, and the blood stasis caused by internal injuries finally opened up.Thinking of how he couldn't beat Xingyun that day, Xue Jingying's brows furrowed deeply. He took out the Mingyue Mind Method from the bedside and studied it carefully on the seventh-level mental method, but the more he read it, the more strange he felt.

Before he broke through the sixth level, he had already started to study the seventh level of mind, but after several days of study and practice, he still didn't make any progress in his inner strength and mind, but he felt clear and stable in his heart.

How could this seventh level of mentality be so weird, Xue Jingying pursed her lips tightly.According to his comprehension, he can break through the first six levels of the Mingyue Divine Art by himself, and Shui Chenbi's advice to him only speeds up the time it takes for him to break through. It is also very smooth, but it happens that it has no effect after practicing.

Xue Jingying became a little irritable, if she couldn't break through the seventh floor, how could she seek revenge from various sects, how could she talk about Huang Tu's hegemony, and unify the martial arts world.

He lowered his eyes, looked back and forth several times at the seventh level of mentality, and then looked at the eighth level of mentality. When he saw the first line of the eighth level of mentality, his eyes widened instantly, and he dared not Believe it, turn it back, turn to the ninth floor, and then turn to the tenth floor. When you see that from the seventh to the tenth floor, the mental methods are written the same on each layer, and there is also the last one written at the end of the tenth layer. Three words: Qingxin Jue.

He instantly became angry, thinking that what he had been practicing for so many days was the Qingxin Jue, and immediately threw the secret book of the heart method off the bed in anger, beat the bed and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, you are sinking!" Bi, it's in vain that you usually behave decently and dignifiedly, but you are so cunning that you dare to deceive me with fake cheats."

Thinking of what kind of sacrifices he made to cheat this secret book, he felt even more annoyed, and he was about to get up from the bed as soon as he clenched his fist.But as soon as he got up, his abdomen throbbed. His brows froze, and his face darkened even more.

But no matter what, he still couldn’t get along with himself, remembering that when he was in Bieyuan, the old doctor Hu asked him to exhale calmly, so he sat down covering his stomach and went back to adjust his breath, and when he closed his eyes, he was still muttering faintly He wrote: "Shui Shenbi, I will settle accounts with you sooner or later!"