It is strictly forbidden to fall in love

Zhong Qing couldn't think of a reason for Yun Jue's weird reaction.

At this time, Tang Jiao, who was fishing outside the mountain, also pulled up the fishing line casually, and there were two lively fish in the basket. He fished them out and poured the fish back into the pool, and turned back to Qingmiao Pavilion with the empty bamboo basket. direction.

Finally came the day of the competition.Zhong Qing and Master Miaomiao were sitting outside the Guangyang Hall, Zhong Qing didn't know if it was his illusion, he always felt that someone in the crowd was watching him, and finally when he turned his head again, he saw a familiar face, Yun Jue, Yun Jue quickly turned around and disappeared.Zhong Qingxin said, why does this person look like a ghost?Didn't Ye Kui say that he didn't want to kill himself?The right eye twitched for a day, Zhong Qing didn't know what to do, and went to talk to Master Miaomiao again, Master Miaomiao gave him a wink to signal him to rest assured.

Immortal Miaomiao was about to turn around and ask Zhu Shuang, "Has Tang Jiao come?" "What's wrong?"

Everyone was silent, Ye Xiao gently pushed her daughter who was concentrating on eating apples, and then Ye Ying raised her head and said, "Cousin!"

Tang Jiao glanced at her, "Why are you here?" He casually picked up an apple from the plate beside him and threw it over, Ye Ying caught it with both hands, like a lively little animal, Tang Jiao got up and walked down the steps .

Tang Jiao stepped onto the sword test stand.In Taoist sects, the legend of a young monk becoming famous in a battle is the most heart-rending legend. The monks are very keen on the competition. You beat him, and I beat you again. Suddenly, I feel that these things are very meaningless.

"Who else?" After sending another senior brother down, the young man on the stage put away the sword in his hand and asked.

No one answered in the audience, the real Miaomiao in the distance was full of praise for Tang Jiao, Ye Xiao's face was full of smiles, obviously he enjoyed these compliments very much.It was the first time Zhong Qing saw Tang Jiao'er's upright attack, and he gradually became fascinated by it. He has been learning to control his spiritual power these days, but it has not been going well. Speaking of which, he and Tang Jiao'er came from the same school, and the relationship between the two The cultivation methods are similar, and Tang Jiao may be able to inquire about these questions. He was thinking about it when the competition in the audience suddenly changed.

Originally, Tang Jiao was recognized as the number one in the sword test by Tianheng. He was arranged to play on the last day. Tang Jiao just walked up directly, and Tianhengzong followed him. Anyway, the result was the same.But in fact, this matter is a bit different, because the last monk who was arranged to take the stage on the first day was Yun Jue.When Zhong Qing saw that scene, the hand that was holding the teacup suddenly stopped.

Yun Jue went up and said it was a sword test, but he didn't have a sword in his hand. As a disciple who went up the mountain recently, he hadn't even learned a sword yet.He was also the only one among the new disciples who dared to take the stage.

Tang Jiao looked down at this little junior for a few times, and suddenly said with a smile, "You want to compete with me?"

Yun Jue didn't speak, just looked at Tang Jiao, Tang Jiao laughed, and slowly touched the side of his cheek with his tongue, finally he nodded, and with his eyes, he signaled the younger brother in the audience to throw a sword up to this brave man Dear little brother.There were a lot of people in the audience, but they all seemed to be watching a joke. Obviously, everyone felt that this new junior brother was too self-reliant, and no one threw their swords. It was Wei Lan who threw his own sword on the stage with a smile. Said: "Little brother, remember to return the sword to me after you use it!"

Yun Jue subconsciously stretched out his hand to intercept the flying sword, the long sword was shaken out two inches by the impact, his expression didn't change a bit, he pressed the sword back into its sheath with two fingers, and whispered to Tang Jiao: "Come on!" Bar."

Tang Jiao saw that he really looked good, and thought to himself: "It's pretty serious, but from the way you hold the sword, you can tell that it's the first time you've touched a sword!" I think this person was probably fooled by the evil wind of genius a while ago, but you have to know when the Taoist sect didn't blow genius?Standing on a mountain pass and shouting, seventy or eighty people will look back at you, genius is worthless!Besides, didn't you say that this person's bones are useless a while ago?Tang Jiao was obviously not a brazen person like Zhong Qing, and he had no interest in bullying the weak, so he asked again, "Do you really want to compare yourself to me?"

Yun Jue said: "Yes."

Tang Jiao said, "Have you ever used a sword?"

Yun Jue said, "No."

There was another burst of laughter from the audience, and even Tang Jiao couldn't hold back his laughter. He said, "Junior brother, I advise you to go back and practice for a few more years, and it won't be too late to come back to participate in the competition."

Yun Jue, however, stood there and looked at Tang Jiao motionlessly. Tang Jiao saw that he was obviously unwilling to admit defeat, so he nodded. It's no wonder that this person doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, "Okay."

The scarlet sleeves shook, and the long sword fell into Tang Jiao's hands. He didn't draw the sheath, and didn't even stimulate his cultivation. He held the sword and slapped Yun Jue. As he expected, Yun Jue would When he couldn't react at all, he slapped him off the stage directly.

But in Yun Jue's eyes, Tang Jiao's movements seemed to slow down countless times, and the wind rushed over, and he raised his hand to hold the sword.

The moment Tang Jiao was sent flying by the majestic sword energy, the entire Tianheng Sect fell silent, all the Tianheng disciples, Ziwei Sect disciples, Taiyuan Sect monks, Tiandu Mansion monks, and the Tianshui Tang family were all quiet. , Master Miaomiao lost his voice, Taoist Yunxia was stunned, the apple in Ye Ying's hand fell to the ground, and she jumped and rolled down the long steps, Zhong Qing resigned to her fate and closed her eyes for a moment.

Among all the people, Tang Jiao was the most unbelievable. After he stabilized his figure and looked up suddenly, there was only one thought in his mind, how could it be possible? !

The sword in Yun Jue's hand didn't even move, he looked down at Tang Jiao condescendingly, Tang Jiao ignored the bloody smell surging up in his chest, immediately got up, and the long sword that was shaken flew back and held it in his hand.

When Tang Jiao was knocked out with his sword for the second time in public, Zhong Qing supported his forehead and lowered his head. He hadn't looked at it since then, and all the monks around him had already stood up. Standing around, no one spoke, even the nine-year-old girl Ye Ying who had been chattering before was silent.

Tang Jiao's mind was full of three words, impossible!This is absolutely impossible!How could he lose to a junior who had never used a sword and had just practiced Dao for less than three months?With the long sword out of its sheath, he activated his cultivation, and the mountain wind blew up. The boy in black still looked at him with the same indifferent eyes from the beginning. All his cultivation was pushed back, and countless gaps were opened on the ground. , suppressing the person so that he could not move, Tang Jiao raised his eyes again, the hand holding the sword finally began to tremble slightly, "You!"

There was one person in the audience who felt especially empathetic when he saw that scene. He was Zhu Shuang, a monk in Tianheng who was second only to Ye Kui in cultivation.Thinking back then, it was still this kind of competition, and he was forced to retreat by Tang Jiao, who was many years younger than himself, in the same way. The hand holding the sword trembled uncontrollably, and finally had to shake his head and smile with the sword to admit defeat.That's right, geniuses are worthless, really worthless, this sect seems to randomly produce once-in-a-thousand-year geniuses, and quickly disappear from everyone. Who remembers that these people were once proud young men?

But there is only one in this world, number one in the world.This is the cruelest thing in Taoism. When he saw Tang Jiao standing up for the third time, with his right hand trembling with the edge of his sword, he suddenly felt some sympathy for the always proud seventh junior brother. He understood that feeling too well. What it was like, from Zhong Qing, to Ye Kui, to Tang Jiao, he has experienced this kind of thing three times, every genius used to be extremely confident in himself, but when that person appears, you know you have lost, You are not unparalleled or invincible, you are just another genius' defeated opponent, your defeat is the beginning of his fame, and all legends from now on have nothing to do with you.

From the moment you lose, that teenager is dead.

The sword in Yun Jue's hand was out of its sheath. He had never learned swords before, so he used Tang Jiao's moves. The cold sword quickly reached the young man's throat. Tang Jiao fell to the ground, his mouth was full of blood. , Yun Jue bowed his head to him and said, "You lost."

Tang Jiao looked up, his eyes wide open and he didn't speak.

In Qingmiao Pavilion, Tang Jiao sat on his seat with his eyes closed and did not speak, blood flowed down his arms and into his sleeves, and the Tianshui Tang family surrounded him, Ye Xiao asked repeatedly: "Why is this happening? !" He looked at Tang Jiao, who had never stopped speaking, "You..." He seemed to want to say something, but then abruptly took it back.The nine-year-old Ye Ying who was beside me was childish, and asked Master Miaomiao, "Mr. Master! Who is that big brother in black clothes?! He is so powerful! My cousin was beaten so badly that he didn't even fight back." .”

Reverend Miaomiao was still worried about this sudden change, and didn't know how to persuade him, but when he heard the little girl call him "Mr. Sect Master", he subconsciously felt happy, and said: "Oh, he is A disciple just accepted in the sect."

Ye Ying said: "The disciples of Tianheng Sect are really powerful, and I will also come to Tianheng Sect to learn from them in the future."

Master Miao Miao said: "Really? Well, if you come, I will accept you as my disciple!" He picked up two round apples from the plate and handed them to the little girl.

Ye Ying took the apple and said again: "Can I go to him? What's his name?"

"His name is Yun Jue. If you want to find him, I'll ask Brother Zhu to take you there."

"Yun Jue?" Ye Ying thought for a while, then asked her father, "I've never heard of this name, have you ever heard of it, father?"

Master Miaomiao explained: "He just went up the mountain not long ago, so it's normal that he hasn't heard of it."

Ye Xiao sat down and asked Master Miaomiao, "What is the origin of this disciple named Yun Jue? How old is he?!"

Tang Jiao suddenly got up and walked out of Qingmiao Pavilion, and he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.Zhong Qing at the side glanced at Tang Jiao's back, then at the Tang family in Tianshui who were all surrounding the real Miaomiao to ask about Yunjue, and finally he also got up and left.

When Zhong Qing found Tang Jiao, the boy was sitting alone in the dark mountain, silently facing a deep pool, and he didn't know what he was thinking.Zhong Qing stepped forward and sat down beside him. He took out a bottle of medicine from his arms and put it in Tang Jiao's hand. Tang Jiao didn't move and didn't look at the medicine.Zhong Qing looked at his side face for a while, then took out a few pastries from Qingmiao Pavilion from his bosom and put them in a row at his hand.

The two sat side by side in front of the deep pool, neither of them spoke, Tang Jiao finally said: "Are you here to see my joke?"

"I thought you were crying."

Tang Jiao got up without saying a word and was about to leave. Zhong Qing grabbed him. At the same moment, he felt a lot of sticky blood on his hand. Zhong Qing looked up at the young man's face in the dark, but there was no blood on his mouth. What to say, he said: "Okay, if you lose, you will lose. It doesn't mean that there is no future, and you will win it next time, right?" What Zhong Qing said was actually quite against his will, but he couldn't say : You give up, he is the protagonist, who took the script of the protagonist, you are a cannon fodder male second, you are the fate, admit it!

Zhong Qing couldn't move him, and said: "Okay, look at me, a person whose cultivation base is almost completely crippled, I'm fine, doesn't this person still have to live? You just met an opponent, you are monks Who doesn't have many opponents in this life? Don't you always find someone to fight with you? Isn't this coming?"

Tang Jiao stopped, and Zhong Qing dragged him over to sit down. He didn't say much, and directly opened the sleeve of Tang Jiao's right hand holding the sword to check his injury. The blood had already soaked the entire sleeve. However, the young man seemed to feel no pain at all. Zhong Qing subconsciously looked up at Tang Jiao again, and then gave him medicine.

Tang Jiao kept looking at Zhong Qing, and he didn't know what Zhong Qing said, and finally he said: "If I am completely abolished like you, I would rather die."

Zhong Qing just finished helping him with the medicine, and said, "So you are suggesting that I die?"

Tang Jiao didn't speak, turned around and sat down, and continued to look at the deep pool.Zhong Qing said: "Look at it." Life is not only the failures in front of you, but also countless failures in the future. If you keep doing this, then you are probably going to die without a whole body.

After an unknown amount of time, Tang Jiao finally lowered his head and said, "Why is this happening?"

Because he is the protagonist, because he is a dragon, Zhong Qing replied in his heart.

"This is impossible."

Nothing is impossible in this world, Zhong Qing continued to meditate in his heart.

Tang Jiao returned to the state of staring at the pitch-black pool motionless at the beginning. Zhong Qing picked up a piece of pastry from Tang Jiao's hand and ate it. Sitting in front of the water, after a long time, he began to cook chicken soup for the soul silently, "Heaven will send a great mission to the people, and they must first suffer from the mind, exhaust their muscles and bones, empty their bodies, and mess up their actions. Motivate and endure, gain what you can't."

"I can't lose."

"why?"

Tang Jiao didn't speak any more.Only he himself knows that anyone in this world can lose, but only him, Tang Jiao, can't, absolutely not.

After Zhong Qing sent the seventh junior brother back to Tianfeng Pavilion, he walked back along the mountain path by himself. After walking for about a quarter of an hour, he suddenly stopped and looked back with a lantern.The moment he saw the man's face clearly, Zhong Qing's heart jumped violently. It wasn't the first time he had experienced this hellish feeling recently.

Yun Jue stood and looked at him in the dark without saying a word, he looked exactly like a ghost.