My younger brother is a tree demon
Chapter 7
That night, Jiang Fengqiao just meditated.
The news about the Yuntai competition has spread throughout the Hanshan Gate, whether it is the disciples of the deacons or the disciples of the elders, they are all talking about it.
But what they talked about the most was the inevitable outcome of this battle.One is the eldest disciple under the head of the sect, and the other is the most talented disciple that the Hanshan sect has encountered in the past few decades. The pinnacle of the competition among disciples.
Mo Hui had already been defeated by Shang Baichi before, but Jiang Fengqiao's victory was still unpredictable.
Just after the morning bell rang, Jiang Fengqiao opened his eyes, and all mundane thoughts had completely disappeared from his mind.
Competing with swords requires peace of mind.
He placed the Zangxue sword on his knees, unsheathed it, took a white cloth on one side, dipped it in wine, and slowly wiped it over the long sword.When he retracted the sword, he saw light like snow, which was particularly moving in the darkness.
This sword was something he had brought with him since he went up the mountain, unlike other senior brothers who waited until they went down the mountain to practice before choosing their own sword.Zang Xuejian has been with Jiang Fengqiao for too long.
Among the thirteen immortals of Kyushu, nine immortals are famous for their swords.The name of Sword Immortal has already shaken Kyushu.
That was a distant realm, and the current Jiang Fengqiao was only at the peak of drawing energy into his body.
He returned the sword to its sheath, stood up, and opened the door.
Fresh air gushes out from the crack of the door, carrying the morning mist, very humid.
Jiang Fengqiao laughed, turned around and closed the door, and went to Chuji Pavilion first as usual.At this time, everyone has already woken up, and it is still the deacon disciple who is in charge of teaching them today.
Among the 19 people in line, Qi Huai stood obediently, but was a little surprised when he saw Jiang Fengqiao.He didn't seem to have expected that Jiang Fengqiao would still come here as soon as he was about to compete with Shang Baichi—how did it feel that Jiang Fengqiao didn't take the Yuntai competition with Shang Baichi into his heart at all?
The deacon disciple Qiu Heng was also stunned for a moment, "Brother, why are you here?"
Jiang Fengqiao naturally knew what they were thinking, he just smiled and said: "The competition is just a common thing, and everything else remains the same. This morning, after the competition between me and Junior Brother Shang, I will come to the back mountain to see you. Don't be lazy. Don't be late, don't be late."
These few phrases have to be read every day, and everyone can already memorize them.
But thinking about Jiang Fengqiao actually going to compete with Shang Baichi, the hearts of many new disciples here are a little excited.After all, in their eyes, Hanshan Gate is the Immortal Sect, powerful people are like immortals, and now it is an immortal fight, and the people below are very curious.
Everyone answered "Yes" in unison, and the voice was obviously much louder than the previous few days.
After saying these words, Jiang Fengqiao turned around and walked away with the sword in his hand.
Dawn had passed, the sun was rising, and when the sunlight came from the east end of Chuji Pavilion, Qi Huai's whole body stretched out, he played with his hair, and he yawned comfortably. Comfortable.
Humans absorb spiritual energy from the heaven and the earth, and the monster race is generally the same, except that the tree demon is more special.
Qi Huai's eyes followed Jiang Fengqiao's back for a long distance, but the deacon disciples in front were ready to set off, so he could only withdraw his attention, thinking about how to go from the back mountain to the front cloud platform to watch the competition.
Qi Huai didn't like Shang Baichi at all.
There is a small square in the back mountain. They are going to the fitness training ground, where they punch, push palms, and even lift stones with pity, and become reserve members of the boulder-breaking performance troupe—+ Qi Huai feels that his tree life has never been So plump and fun.
Exercise until you feel like vomiting, and the dream of a fairy is just a cloud.
But today, everyone is a little absent-minded.
Even the three deacon disciples taught earlier couldn't find anything to do. Mo Hui was the third disciple under the head of the sect. He just came to see the situation here, and saw that everyone was listless and absent-minded. Suddenly frowned: "What's going on?"
The three deacon disciples immediately stood upright, but they didn't know what to say.
Mo Hui raised his eyebrows and said: "No matter what happens outside, the people who should cultivate are here to cultivate for me. No matter how much you want to see it, you will not be able to see it."
Everyone pointed their middle fingers to Mo Hui in their hearts. The three deacon disciples looked at me and I looked at you. In the end, it was Qiu Heng who came out to speak.He whispered: "Senior Brother Mo, the competition between Senior Brother and Senior Brother Shang is a rare event in the sect, and it will definitely be very exciting. Missing such a competition... Everyone has regrets..."
Before he finished speaking, the little fat man Qi Xuan said with staring eyes: "Yes, yes, so that our new disciples can see the skills of the senior brothers, so that we can learn from the senior brothers in the future."
Mo Hui heard the words, took a look at the fat man who was used to being glib, but didn't speak.
When this idea comes up here, everyone is already making a fuss, and it seems that they all want to go.
Mo Hui didn't know what these people were thinking, and it would be hard for him not to look at it himself.It's just that this matter, after all, it's these people who are suffering, so don't worry about it once you harden your mind.
He was about to leave, but unexpectedly at the end, a low and astringent voice suddenly rang out, "Senior Brother once said that there are two types of cultivation. One is to practice alone, but it is easy to stand still by relying on this kind of cultivation alone. Working behind closed doors; therefore, the second kind of practice has emerged, which is to compete with others, or observe others to find your own shortcomings, and only by mutual verification can you make progress."
When this was said, everyone became quiet, feeling that this person was going to contradict Senior Brother Mo, and sweated a lot.When everyone turned their heads, they only saw Qi Huai, who had always been a loner, with a calm expression, looking at Mo Hui.
Mo Hui thought it was interesting, so he laughed: "So?"
Qi Huai is not someone who suffers from stage fright, he just wants to watch the competition, so it is impossible to stay here.
Since everyone wants to go, it means that the law does not blame the people, and what he said must be what everyone wants to say but dare not say.Qi Huai only followed Mo Hui's words, and said: "So our practice of physical skills is one kind of cultivation method, and watching the competition between Senior Brother and Senior Brother Shang is the second method of cultivation. Senior Brother often says that cultivation is the How many of us would be able to persevere to the end if we don't establish the hope of practice in these difficult things?"
They hope to see how far they can reach in the end after practicing hard. As long as they watch the competition between Senior Brother and Senior Brother Shang, they will have a kind of longing in their hearts.And this kind of longing is the ideal state in their hearts. Only those with ideals can go further.
Do you have a sense of preaching?
Mo Hui simply felt that this Qi Huai was possessed by a senior brother.
One big senior brother at a time, this new disciple seems to regard the senior senior brother as an idol, doesn't he?
He didn't expect it.
The three deacon disciples also boldly said at this time: "We also want to go and see... After all, I heard that senior brother is the one with the highest cultivation level among the inner sect, and junior brother Shang is the one who has practiced the fastest in the past hundred years. People, if you miss this battle, you don’t know when you will have a chance.”
Mo Hui is not an unreasonable person, few people in the Hanshan Gate know that Shang Baichi has already fought against him.
As early as the day when the new disciple started, he went to challenge Shang Baichi, but it ended badly.
Mo Hui also wants to know which one is better, senior brother or Shang Baichi.
But before we go together, there are some things to say first, Mo Hui smiled at Qi Huai, a little darkly: "Boy, you are full of what the senior brother said, and the senior brother said, if the senior brother pursues the matter later, we will only It was you who said it. As for what the senior brother will 'say' to you at that time, then we - we can't control it." Qi Huai's face darkened immediately, and some people had already started to gloat.
Has the elder brother said so many words?
Don't go back, it's clearly to adjust his rhythm.
But things have developed to this point, it would be a loss not to go.
Seeing that the sun had come out completely, Mo Hui stopped talking nonsense and waved his sleeves, a fiery red long sword appeared at his feet, and said: "Go slowly, I have to go first."
Crowd: ...
I thought you were not in a hurry, but it turned out - you ran so fast.
The deacon's disciples are not cultivated enough, unable to control the sword, so they can only run along from below.
When they got under the cloud platform, there were already crowds of people, and the surroundings were noisy, many people were talking about the victory or defeat of this battle.
Ten feet above the cloud platform, Jiangfeng Bridge was already standing, and a sword light flashed across the sky. When everyone looked again, Shang Baichi had already appeared.
Shang Baichi in the black robe still had no expression on his face. If he had to say yes, it might be the indifference of thousands of years.
Jiang Fengqiao knew that he had a miserable life experience, and his master loved him very much, but no other disciples in the sect knew about such a secret.He came early and had already heard what the people below said.
Because Shang Baichi's behavior is too remote and he doesn't get close to others, so few people in the family have a good impression of him.It's just that he can only admire his talent even if he doesn't want to admit it.
People, if they can't use their own strength to completely silence others and make them lose the courage to spread rumors, they can only be kind to them.
Shang Baichi and Jiang Fengqiao had two ways of doing things.
At this moment, Shang Baichi held his sword and bowed, "Brother, you have been waiting for a long time."
In fact, this man was very polite and respectful to him—no, he was so polite to everyone, but no one knew about it.
Jiang Fengqiao returned the salute with his sword in hand: "Junior Brother Shang speaks seriously."
The two had already performed the ceremony of holding the sword, so they each took three steps back.
Everyone held their breath, knowing that this moment was the beginning.
Jiang Fengqiao was pushing the hilt of the sword with the thumb of his left hand, but his right hand was hanging by his side. There was only a gesture of accumulating strength, as if he was not going to draw the sword at this moment.
And Shang Baichi, his sword - very quickly.
The news about the Yuntai competition has spread throughout the Hanshan Gate, whether it is the disciples of the deacons or the disciples of the elders, they are all talking about it.
But what they talked about the most was the inevitable outcome of this battle.One is the eldest disciple under the head of the sect, and the other is the most talented disciple that the Hanshan sect has encountered in the past few decades. The pinnacle of the competition among disciples.
Mo Hui had already been defeated by Shang Baichi before, but Jiang Fengqiao's victory was still unpredictable.
Just after the morning bell rang, Jiang Fengqiao opened his eyes, and all mundane thoughts had completely disappeared from his mind.
Competing with swords requires peace of mind.
He placed the Zangxue sword on his knees, unsheathed it, took a white cloth on one side, dipped it in wine, and slowly wiped it over the long sword.When he retracted the sword, he saw light like snow, which was particularly moving in the darkness.
This sword was something he had brought with him since he went up the mountain, unlike other senior brothers who waited until they went down the mountain to practice before choosing their own sword.Zang Xuejian has been with Jiang Fengqiao for too long.
Among the thirteen immortals of Kyushu, nine immortals are famous for their swords.The name of Sword Immortal has already shaken Kyushu.
That was a distant realm, and the current Jiang Fengqiao was only at the peak of drawing energy into his body.
He returned the sword to its sheath, stood up, and opened the door.
Fresh air gushes out from the crack of the door, carrying the morning mist, very humid.
Jiang Fengqiao laughed, turned around and closed the door, and went to Chuji Pavilion first as usual.At this time, everyone has already woken up, and it is still the deacon disciple who is in charge of teaching them today.
Among the 19 people in line, Qi Huai stood obediently, but was a little surprised when he saw Jiang Fengqiao.He didn't seem to have expected that Jiang Fengqiao would still come here as soon as he was about to compete with Shang Baichi—how did it feel that Jiang Fengqiao didn't take the Yuntai competition with Shang Baichi into his heart at all?
The deacon disciple Qiu Heng was also stunned for a moment, "Brother, why are you here?"
Jiang Fengqiao naturally knew what they were thinking, he just smiled and said: "The competition is just a common thing, and everything else remains the same. This morning, after the competition between me and Junior Brother Shang, I will come to the back mountain to see you. Don't be lazy. Don't be late, don't be late."
These few phrases have to be read every day, and everyone can already memorize them.
But thinking about Jiang Fengqiao actually going to compete with Shang Baichi, the hearts of many new disciples here are a little excited.After all, in their eyes, Hanshan Gate is the Immortal Sect, powerful people are like immortals, and now it is an immortal fight, and the people below are very curious.
Everyone answered "Yes" in unison, and the voice was obviously much louder than the previous few days.
After saying these words, Jiang Fengqiao turned around and walked away with the sword in his hand.
Dawn had passed, the sun was rising, and when the sunlight came from the east end of Chuji Pavilion, Qi Huai's whole body stretched out, he played with his hair, and he yawned comfortably. Comfortable.
Humans absorb spiritual energy from the heaven and the earth, and the monster race is generally the same, except that the tree demon is more special.
Qi Huai's eyes followed Jiang Fengqiao's back for a long distance, but the deacon disciples in front were ready to set off, so he could only withdraw his attention, thinking about how to go from the back mountain to the front cloud platform to watch the competition.
Qi Huai didn't like Shang Baichi at all.
There is a small square in the back mountain. They are going to the fitness training ground, where they punch, push palms, and even lift stones with pity, and become reserve members of the boulder-breaking performance troupe—+ Qi Huai feels that his tree life has never been So plump and fun.
Exercise until you feel like vomiting, and the dream of a fairy is just a cloud.
But today, everyone is a little absent-minded.
Even the three deacon disciples taught earlier couldn't find anything to do. Mo Hui was the third disciple under the head of the sect. He just came to see the situation here, and saw that everyone was listless and absent-minded. Suddenly frowned: "What's going on?"
The three deacon disciples immediately stood upright, but they didn't know what to say.
Mo Hui raised his eyebrows and said: "No matter what happens outside, the people who should cultivate are here to cultivate for me. No matter how much you want to see it, you will not be able to see it."
Everyone pointed their middle fingers to Mo Hui in their hearts. The three deacon disciples looked at me and I looked at you. In the end, it was Qiu Heng who came out to speak.He whispered: "Senior Brother Mo, the competition between Senior Brother and Senior Brother Shang is a rare event in the sect, and it will definitely be very exciting. Missing such a competition... Everyone has regrets..."
Before he finished speaking, the little fat man Qi Xuan said with staring eyes: "Yes, yes, so that our new disciples can see the skills of the senior brothers, so that we can learn from the senior brothers in the future."
Mo Hui heard the words, took a look at the fat man who was used to being glib, but didn't speak.
When this idea comes up here, everyone is already making a fuss, and it seems that they all want to go.
Mo Hui didn't know what these people were thinking, and it would be hard for him not to look at it himself.It's just that this matter, after all, it's these people who are suffering, so don't worry about it once you harden your mind.
He was about to leave, but unexpectedly at the end, a low and astringent voice suddenly rang out, "Senior Brother once said that there are two types of cultivation. One is to practice alone, but it is easy to stand still by relying on this kind of cultivation alone. Working behind closed doors; therefore, the second kind of practice has emerged, which is to compete with others, or observe others to find your own shortcomings, and only by mutual verification can you make progress."
When this was said, everyone became quiet, feeling that this person was going to contradict Senior Brother Mo, and sweated a lot.When everyone turned their heads, they only saw Qi Huai, who had always been a loner, with a calm expression, looking at Mo Hui.
Mo Hui thought it was interesting, so he laughed: "So?"
Qi Huai is not someone who suffers from stage fright, he just wants to watch the competition, so it is impossible to stay here.
Since everyone wants to go, it means that the law does not blame the people, and what he said must be what everyone wants to say but dare not say.Qi Huai only followed Mo Hui's words, and said: "So our practice of physical skills is one kind of cultivation method, and watching the competition between Senior Brother and Senior Brother Shang is the second method of cultivation. Senior Brother often says that cultivation is the How many of us would be able to persevere to the end if we don't establish the hope of practice in these difficult things?"
They hope to see how far they can reach in the end after practicing hard. As long as they watch the competition between Senior Brother and Senior Brother Shang, they will have a kind of longing in their hearts.And this kind of longing is the ideal state in their hearts. Only those with ideals can go further.
Do you have a sense of preaching?
Mo Hui simply felt that this Qi Huai was possessed by a senior brother.
One big senior brother at a time, this new disciple seems to regard the senior senior brother as an idol, doesn't he?
He didn't expect it.
The three deacon disciples also boldly said at this time: "We also want to go and see... After all, I heard that senior brother is the one with the highest cultivation level among the inner sect, and junior brother Shang is the one who has practiced the fastest in the past hundred years. People, if you miss this battle, you don’t know when you will have a chance.”
Mo Hui is not an unreasonable person, few people in the Hanshan Gate know that Shang Baichi has already fought against him.
As early as the day when the new disciple started, he went to challenge Shang Baichi, but it ended badly.
Mo Hui also wants to know which one is better, senior brother or Shang Baichi.
But before we go together, there are some things to say first, Mo Hui smiled at Qi Huai, a little darkly: "Boy, you are full of what the senior brother said, and the senior brother said, if the senior brother pursues the matter later, we will only It was you who said it. As for what the senior brother will 'say' to you at that time, then we - we can't control it." Qi Huai's face darkened immediately, and some people had already started to gloat.
Has the elder brother said so many words?
Don't go back, it's clearly to adjust his rhythm.
But things have developed to this point, it would be a loss not to go.
Seeing that the sun had come out completely, Mo Hui stopped talking nonsense and waved his sleeves, a fiery red long sword appeared at his feet, and said: "Go slowly, I have to go first."
Crowd: ...
I thought you were not in a hurry, but it turned out - you ran so fast.
The deacon's disciples are not cultivated enough, unable to control the sword, so they can only run along from below.
When they got under the cloud platform, there were already crowds of people, and the surroundings were noisy, many people were talking about the victory or defeat of this battle.
Ten feet above the cloud platform, Jiangfeng Bridge was already standing, and a sword light flashed across the sky. When everyone looked again, Shang Baichi had already appeared.
Shang Baichi in the black robe still had no expression on his face. If he had to say yes, it might be the indifference of thousands of years.
Jiang Fengqiao knew that he had a miserable life experience, and his master loved him very much, but no other disciples in the sect knew about such a secret.He came early and had already heard what the people below said.
Because Shang Baichi's behavior is too remote and he doesn't get close to others, so few people in the family have a good impression of him.It's just that he can only admire his talent even if he doesn't want to admit it.
People, if they can't use their own strength to completely silence others and make them lose the courage to spread rumors, they can only be kind to them.
Shang Baichi and Jiang Fengqiao had two ways of doing things.
At this moment, Shang Baichi held his sword and bowed, "Brother, you have been waiting for a long time."
In fact, this man was very polite and respectful to him—no, he was so polite to everyone, but no one knew about it.
Jiang Fengqiao returned the salute with his sword in hand: "Junior Brother Shang speaks seriously."
The two had already performed the ceremony of holding the sword, so they each took three steps back.
Everyone held their breath, knowing that this moment was the beginning.
Jiang Fengqiao was pushing the hilt of the sword with the thumb of his left hand, but his right hand was hanging by his side. There was only a gesture of accumulating strength, as if he was not going to draw the sword at this moment.
And Shang Baichi, his sword - very quickly.
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