When the devil respects life as a waste

After another half month, near the beginning of April, the knowledge about Lingbao was almost finished.

During this period, whenever Jie Qianchou wanted to get close to Xie Lingjun, Shen Zhengze would interrupt without any trace.

Jie Qianchou knew that Shen Zhengze did it on purpose, but he couldn't explain it, and was frustrated to find that there were more topics between Shen Zhengze and Xie Lingjun, and these topics were areas that he could not get into at present.

There are geniuses in the world.

Jie Qianchou found that the gap between himself and Xie Lingjun and Shen Zhengze was simply insurmountable.

"Your sword is impure." Xie Lingjun frowned slightly, pointing out the shortcomings of Jie Qianchou, "What were you thinking when you swung your sword just now? Why is there a break in the connection between the two moves?"

Jie Qianchou was a little out of breath.

After half a month, he deeply felt Xie Lingjun's majesty. Even if Xie Lingjun was only slightly dissatisfied at the moment, it would increase his pressure dramatically.

Xie Lingjun would not make such a low-level mistake, and it was difficult for him to empathize with Jie Qianchou.

Jie Qianchou pursed her lips, then raised her head, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and smiled lightly: "I'm sorry, I let you down again. It's my fault. I had some distracting thoughts just now, so I didn't connect my sword moves well."

Xie Lingjun was keenly aware of Qianchou's emotions, and denied one of the other's claims: "I'm not disappointed, I think you misunderstood me."

"yes……"

"I will not be disappointed in you," Xie Lingjun explained sincerely, "I appreciate your efforts, so I correct you over and over again, not because I am dissatisfied with you."

"Thank you." Xie Qianchou felt warm in his heart, Xie Lingjun was really good to him.

However, this kind of goodness makes people feel invisible...

Ashamed.

You have to admit the gap between yourself and Xie Lingjun, accept the other party's guidance, and face your own clumsiness over and over again, but it is still not satisfactory.

At the same time, Xie Lingjun's impeccable sword moves and Shen Zhengze's invulnerability stood before Jie Qianchou.

Only then did the contrast reveal the gap.

"Next." Shen Zhengze pushed open the door and entered, and took out two books from his arms, one titled "Ancient Sword Formation Collection" and the other titled "Sword Formation Great Change in 10 Years".

Xie Lingjun's eyes lit up, and he put the two books into his arms.

The books selected by Shen Zhengze are always the most exquisite, without redundant nonsense, and condensed what many great masters have learned throughout their lives.

Most of the contents of these books are already familiar to Xie Ling, and if he reads them again systematically and theoretically, he will have different benefits compared with his own comprehension in his previous life and the teachings of his master.

Shen Zhengze smiled and said, "Don't you want to see my sword?"

"Yes." Xie Lingjun nodded readily.

As soon as the words fell, Shen Zhengze's sword light pierced the sky.

It seems that from the light of the sword, you can hear the sound of flowers blooming and falling; from the sound of the sword, you can see the image of the breeze blowing the clouds.

The sound and color change, and there are thousands of swords.

Shen Zhengze split the simple and unpretentious sword moves into exquisite and complicated ones; he wrapped the chilling sword intent in a gentle appearance without any loss.

The sound and shape of nature bloom at the tip of his sword.

It is extremely elegant, extremely agile, and contains a coldness that resists people thousands of miles away, like an orchid blooming in a deep valley.

Shen Zhengze swung his sword back to He Nantian for the last time, put the sword back into its sheath, and landed lightly.

"Beautiful." Xie Lingjun showed infinite appreciation in his eyes.

Shen Zhengze's sword is quite different from Xie Lingjun's.

Xie Lingjun was always curious about the opponent's sword, and was attracted by the ethereal and cold sword intent.

Shen Zhengze raised his eyebrows when he heard Xie Lingjun's praise, and asked with a smile: "Is my sword beautiful, or am I beautiful?"

Xie Qianchou frowned, and mocked coldly: "Big man, you don't panic when you say that you are beautiful or not?"

"They are all beautiful." Xie Lingjun responded indifferently.

Upon hearing the answer, Shen Zhengze turned to face Jie Qianchou, shook his head and said, "Did you hear that, someone disagrees with you. Besides, why can't beauty be used on men?"

Jie Qianchou slapped his head, regretting his momentary slip of the tongue.This is not like him at all, he has become so uneasy, he cares about a few words, a few words.

Could it be that Shen Zhengze's people and Shen Zhengze's sword cannot be called beautiful?

Why do you have to be sarcastic?

Jie Qianchou is depressed and depressed about his own changes.

Shen Zhengze didn't say a word when he saw Qianchou, and he didn't pay attention to him anymore.

Shen Zhengze's ponytail was messily scattered on his shoulders. In fact, the headband was not loose, but he still untied the azure headband and handed it to Xie Lingjun.

With the hair tie between her fingertips, she gently put it on Xie Lingjun's warm palm.

Shen Zhengze withdrew his long and slender fingers, with mist in his eyes, and said casually: "I found so many books for you, and you owe me a favor. Now help me tie up my hair, and I will count it as your debt."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and smiled, "You don't want to continue to owe favors, do you? I don't want to have any entanglements with you, it's best to get clear."

Xie Lingjun remained calm and didn't seem to have changed at all, he just said flatly: "Turn around."

The moment Shen Zhengze turned around and turned his back to Xie Lingjun, he suddenly felt extremely familiar, as if the person he yearned for day and night was standing behind him again.

This random guess made him tremble with fright, and then he felt even more absurd, and kept shaking his head and laughing.

Xie Lingjun was a head taller than the average person, but Shen Zhengze was also born tall, so Xie Lingjun needed to raise his hands high to touch the top of the opponent's head.

"Don't move." Xie Lingjun said slowly.

Shen Zhengze stopped shaking his head after hearing the words.

The feeling of Xie Lingjun's fingers running through his hair was so weird that it made his hair stand on end.Only then did he realize that asking Xie Lingjun to tie his hair was simply a torment.

"Enough!" Shen Zhengze couldn't bear it anymore, and wanted to reach out and grab his black hair.

Xie Lingjun was unmoved, and waved Shen Zhengze's hand away, admonishing coldly: "Don't move."

Shen Zhengze was stunned, and seemed to hear that person's voice for a moment.

The person he loves is so cold and tough, admonishing him in an indisputable tone, and at the same time guiding him gently.

Xie Lingjun tied the knot, separated a Lantian jade hairpin from his own head, inserted it on Shen Zhengze's head, and said with a slight smile, "Okay."

He had been displeased with Shen Zhengze's ponytail for a long time, and now under his ruthless torture, all of Shen Zhengze's hair was neatly put together, restrained by headbands and hostas.

Looking at his masterpiece, Xie Lingjun suddenly discovered something.

he's changed.

At first, he hated Shen Zhengze deeply.

But now, he seemed to recall some things, some forgotten feelings and memories, and he didn't hate Shen Zhengze as much as before.

Xie Lingjun raised his hand, put it on top of Shen Zhengze's head, and said: "From now on, you should comb your hair carefully every day."

Xie Lingjun remembered.

He had strayed into the Demon Realm by mistake, and it was Shen Zhengze who blocked the sword for him. In order to save him, Shen Zhengze jumped into the formation on his own initiative.Later, he was safe and sound, but Shen Zhengze was seriously injured, his cultivation base was damaged, and he almost disappeared.

No matter how dull Xie Lingjun was, he could sense something wrong. He didn't have any personal relationships, so he really wanted to beat him up and ask, "What do you mean?"

It's a pity that Shen Zhengze went crazy later, he desperately searched for the secret realm, snatched the treasures of heaven and earth, continued to study, and then provoked him with radical words and actions.

Only then did Xie Lingjun affirm that Shen Zhengze hated him, and saving him was just an accident, and it saved him the effort of beating him.

"Just a ponytail, it's too casual." Xie Lingjun put down his hand.

Shen Zhengze gritted his teeth desperately, barely restraining himself from trembling.He couldn't speak, turned around and held the sword tightly, and walked to the corner of the room by himself.

He hated the feeling.

Nausea.

Shen Zhengze hated the fake, and even more hated himself who kept seeing the reflection of the genuine product from the fake.

Seeing Shen Zhengze walking away, Xie Lingjun didn't pay much attention, thinking: It's almost noon, and the afternoon class is about to start.

After He Zhizhou finished talking about Lingbao the day before, he set the location for this afternoon's lecture on the twelfth floor, near noon, and the rest of the people also entered the training ground one after another.

Hu Li walked to Xie Lingjun's side and asked: "The next sword practice, can I accompany you?"

Xie Lingjun had an appointment with Hu Li at the top of Changliu Peak to be at the same table.Later, Hu Li sat on his right hand side, Xie Qianchou originally sat on his left hand side, but was replaced by Shen Zhengze by He Zhizhou.

Hu Li is a rather silent man.

Xie Lingjun has been with him for nearly a month, and the other party rarely talks to him, not as clingy as Jie Qianchou.Xie Lingjun was quite surprised and pleased when he spoke this time.

Xie Lingjun smiled slightly and said, "Of course, I am also looking forward to competing with you."

Hu Li's sword is very heavy and thick, completely opposite to Shen Zhengze's.

Xie Lingjun's sword is elegant and flexible, yet simple and gentle; Shen Zhengze's sword is ethereal, elegant, complicated and exquisite.The sword intentions of the two are very different, but both are full of aura.

But Hu Li's sword is a bit bulky in comparison.

The clumsiness that Xie Lingjun occasionally reveals is as clever as clumsy.Hu Li's clumsiness is purely because he doesn't know how to adapt.

For Xie Lingjun, there is not much difference between guiding Jie Qianchou alone and adding Hu Li. Anyway, the Liu Shaoqing he guided in his previous life was even more rotten.

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At noon, He Zhizhou stepped into the twelfth floor, pushed the door open and said, "Today we don't learn swordsmanship, let's learn something else. There are distinguished guests coming, you can go to the window to have a look."

Everyone heard the words and gathered in front of several wooden windows.

Looking down at Qingya Academy from the top of the mountain, you can see misty mountains and dense vines; but looking out from the academy, there is no obstacle and a panoramic view.

The mighty and distant bells penetrated the entire Changbai Mountains.

"when--"

One sound.Two, three...

Either crisp, or low, music sounds of different tones radiated from the air, and it took a full twelve beats before it stopped.

"This is the Sankui Chime Bell," He Zhizhou introduced, "a gift from the first Miaoyin Pavilion Master. It is a well-deserved spiritual treasure of Qizong, an artifact of music repair. We call it the Kui Bell. When the Kui Bell rings, the distinguished guests have arrived."

A fascinating movement followed.

At the same time, a rainbow appeared on the top of Changliu Peak in the mid-air, and an attic stood majestically on top of the rainbow.

"You have been in Qingyang Pavilion for so long, have you seen Qingyang Pavilion?" He Zhizhou stretched out his hand and pointed to the loft above Hongni, which stood in the air.

He said with a smile: "This is the Qingyang Pavilion, and you can't see it at ordinary times. Once you are on the list of merits, ranked among the top few, and promoted to guardians, you can enter the Qingyang Pavilion at any time."

Streaming light poured down from the sky, as if welcoming distinguished guests from afar.

This is the head of the nine magic circles in Qingyang Pavilion - Vientiane Chaozong.

"Have friends come from afar?"

Nearly 10 years ago, the sound that existed since the Yaoyuan era was sealed in the sound array. Whenever people from other sects came, this sincere and joyful welcome sound would sound.

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Shen Zhengze: Tie my hair.

Xie Lingjun: Yes.

Shen Zhengze: The statute of limitations is all the remaining days.

Xie Lingjun: ...

Shen Zhengze: Yes or not?

Xie Lingjun: No.

Shen Zhengze was disappointed but said firmly: Well then...

Xie Lingjun said lightly: But for the rest of your life, you can tie my hair.

Shen Zhengze: Brother, I can! ! !