When the devil respects life as a waste

After Xie Lingjun returned to Spring Cold Residence, he practiced day and night.

Six days passed quickly, and his meridians expanded from the thickness of a hair at the beginning to the size of two embroidery needles now.

Xie Lingjun changed and washed, and when it was dark, he went to Shangwutai.

The Rising Sun Grand Competition officially starts at the second quarter of Maozheng, and most disciples will arrive before Maozheng.

Shangwutai is divided into three parts.

One is the competition stage, in the center of the martial arts stage, all competitions are held here.

One is the martial arts viewing platform, where the elders of Qingyang Pavilion watch the competition of the juniors and make judgments on them.

The remaining one is Hou Wutai. The juniors who didn't have their turn to play will watch the competition at Hou Wutai.

When Xie Lingjun arrived, before he was too ugly, there was only one person in the martial arts stage.

He pushed open the Shangwu Gate, and the heavy black iron gate creaked, especially harsh in the silent night.The door was gradually opened, and a plain white figure could be seen through the gap.

Shangwu Terrace is a perfect circle, with a skylight that is not too big or too small.

Shen Zhengze sat on the competition platform, looking up at the moon.

"Morning." Shen Zhengze turned his head and looked at Xie Lingjun, "It's fate to see you again."

Xie Lingjun was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, "Morning."

Shen Zhengze smiled and said: "The Qingyang Pavilion is only open to the outside world today. All those who study can walk from the Noonday Gate, along the bluestone steps, to the Shangwu Terrace. As soon as Zizheng arrives, I will come in."

Xie Lingjun's desire to kill resurfaced again.

Nothing excited him more than killing Shen Zhengze openly.

Today, he will use Shen Zhengze's blood to cut the blade.

Shen Zhengze misses him very much in his heart. It is here that he fully realizes how much he loves Xie Lingjun.

When his natal sword was inserted into Xie Lingjun's chest, when Xie Lingjun's blood flowed on his hands, when Xie Lingjun's spiritual power poured into his body continuously.

As the Dharma protector, Xie Lingjun will definitely come to watch the match, and he will see Xie Lingjun again soon.

Xie Lingjun and Shen Zhengze never spoke again.

Shen Zhengze sat on the competition stage, with pain and sweetness intertwined in his heart.

And Xie Lingjun stood on Hou Wutai, raised his head and silently watched Shen Zhengze, watching the man who was bound to die by his sword.

People came in one after another.

At the beginning of Mao, there were already many people.Everyone stood neatly on the Martial Arts Stage. Only Shen Zhengze, like a lost white tiger, sat motionless on the Martial Arts Stage.

Everyone cast strange glances at Shen Zhengze.

Maozheng, almost all the people who came to participate in the Rising Sun Competition had arrived, and Shen Zhengze came down from the competition stage.

Shen Zhengze stood in front of everyone, the most conspicuous position.He wanted Xie Lingjun to be able to see him at a glance when he appeared; similarly, in this position, he could also see Xie Lingjun at a glance.

At the moment of maozheng, most of the elders of Qingyang Pavilion took their seats, observing the disciples below from the high martial arts viewing platform.

Liu Shaoqing came late, he pushed aside the crowd unceremoniously and walked to the front.

Pavilion owner Jiang Xie saw Liu Shaoqing's appearance, and sneered in his heart. He regretted accepting Liu Shaoqing at the beginning, and wished that he could make people disappear in Qingyang Pavilion.

Jiang Xie asked Zheng Si: "Elder Zheng, is this Liu Shaoqing your apprentice?"

Zheng Si heard the words, and immediately knew that the pavilion master was blaming him.This Liu Shaoqing and Xie Lingjun, Jiang Xie's proud disciple, are on good terms, but there are too many rumors about Liu Shaoqing, the pavilion master is afraid that Liu Shaoqing will affect Xie Lingjun's cultivation.

Zheng Sinan was neither humble nor overbearing, and immediately replied: "I have five disciples under my command. I pay more attention to the eldest disciple, the third disciple, and the fourth disciple. I have never paid attention to Liu Shaoqing on weekdays. I don't know what he is doing. In the future, I will definitely discipline him strictly so that he has no free time."

"Thank you, Elder Zheng." Only then did Jiang Xie feel satisfied.

Liu Shaoqing stepped forward, and saw that the person standing in front of him was Shen Zhengze, whom he had caught his eye.

Shen Zhengze's handsome appearance is not much different from that of his elder brother Xie Lingjun.

Although the elder brother was born brilliant and unparalleled, he was dignified and cold. Liu Shaoqing would never dare to blaspheme him.And Shen Zhengze looked refined, but there was a paranoid passion and desire in him, and Liu Shaoqing was immediately moved.

"Shen Zhengze!" Liu Shaoqing moved closer to Shen Zhengze, "You also come to the Rising Sun Competition. If you win to the end, we will have a chance to fight."

Shen Zhengze endured the nausea and killing intent, and asked with a calm smile: "It seems that Mr. Liu didn't get enough lessons a few days ago, and he still wants to see my sword."

Liu Shaoqing's leg was aching, and he muttered, "I didn't offend you too much, did I?"

Shen Zhengze turned his head to the side, his expression was gloomy, his eyes were dark and deep, he paused every word, and said slowly: "You didn't offend me much?"

Liu Shaoqing was startled by Shen Zhengze's expression, and unconsciously took two steps back.

Shen Zhengze's expression was fleeting, as if Liu Shaoqing's hallucination.

The next moment, Shen Zhengze returned to his calm appearance, pursed his lips and smiled gently, nodded and said, "You didn't offend me much..."

Liu Shaoqing's intuition told himself that what Shen Zhengze said was ironic.

Liu Shaoqing laughed awkwardly, alienated Shen Zhengze, and thought to himself: Shen Zhengze, I remember you, one day, I want you to kneel at my feet.

Xie Lingjun stood in the crowd, no matter what others thought, he took it calmly.

Before the contest started, Liu Shaoqing retreated to his side and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Xie Lingjun frowned slightly, his words were cold: "Can't I come?"

Liu Shaoqing scanned Xie Lingjun up and down with contemptuous eyes, then covered his mouth, and said with a smile: "Aren't you a recognized waste? This Xuri Dabi is conceited, what are you doing here, are you going to die?"

Liu Shaoqing spoke in a moderate voice. After hearing Liu Shaoqing's words and knowing that Qingyang Pavilion also had a chief disciple named Xie Lingjun, several people around laughed in low voices.

Xie Lingjun was not angry, but shook his head unhurriedly, and said in a steady tone, "I'm not here to die, I'm here to show you my sword."

Xie Lingjun spoke too naturally, too firmly.To others, because of this natural and determined tone, not only did his words not have any serious meaning, but it became even more ridiculous.

"You said you wanted to prove your sword," Liu Shaoqing pretended to be surprised, "but look at your sword, it's nothing special, it's nothing but scrap metal in the world, you're going to compete in the Rising Sun Competition Anyone else see such a broken sword?"

Xie Lingjun was slightly irritated by Liu Shaoqing's words.

He wasn't angry because Liu Shaoqing questioned his sword. There were too many questions like this, and he finally answered them with the sword in his hand.

He was annoyed because he didn't see through Liu Shaoqing's character. Liu Shaoqing pretended to be obedient and innocent in front of him, but in front of others, Liu Shaoqing turned out to be so bitter and mean.

Xie Lingjun asked coldly: "Has anyone ever told you that a sword cultivator's sword is not in his hand, but in his heart?"

Liu Shaoqing was shocked when he heard this.

After the big brother saw his sword, he was very dissatisfied with his sword, so he said the same thing to him.He didn't think so at the time, but on the surface he agreed, just to pester Xie Lingjun to teach him how to practice swords.

After Liu Shaoqing recovered, she became angry from embarrassment.

The elder brother reprimanded him, but he could bear it.Such a person who is so bright, such a person who loves swords like an idiot, is naturally qualified to reprimand him and teach him.

But what is this trash in front of me!

He also deserves to speak to himself in such a condescending tone?

He deserves to reprimand himself?

Liu Shaoqing sneered: "You are just a small handyman, the whole Qingyang Pavilion, who doesn't know that you are a useless waste? Are you worthy of saying that the sword is not in the hand, but in the heart?"

Xie Lingjun didn't care about Liu Shaoqing's sarcasm, and asked again: "How long have you been in Qingyang Pavilion?"

Liu Shaoqing snorted coldly, and twitched the corner of his mouth in disdain: "What does it have to do with you?"

Xie Lingjun moved his eyes away from Liu Shaoqing, lowered his eyes, and said to himself: "30 years."

Liu Shaoqing was slightly surprised, because Xie Lingjun had hit the time, and then there was a hint of secret joy and deeper disdain in his heart.

If you didn't pay special attention to him, how could you know such time so clearly?

It seemed that the trash in front of him had something wrong with him.

Before Liu Shaoqing had time to be happy for a long time, Xie Lingjun's next sentence followed--

"You have been in Qingyang Pavilion for 30 years, but you are still so unwilling to make progress, and you are proud of being able to participate in the Rising Sun Competition."

Liu Shaoqing's face immediately flushed red, and he argued: "I don't have to compete from the beginning when I participate in the Rising Sun Competition. I just need to come out at the end and compete with the winner among you. What right do you have to laugh at me? You trash! "

Xie Lingjun was not as angry as before when Liu Shaoqing said "trash".

He has seen Liu Shaoqing's true face clearly, no matter how unbearable it is, to him, it can only be attributed to the words "not knowing people clearly".

Xie Lingjun sighed, and said: "When Xie Lingjun joined Qingyang Pavilion for 30 years, he was able to participate in the Jingxing Conference. The Rising Sun Competition is only used to test the qualifications of handymen and inner disciples. The conference is considered to be recognized by the elders."

Liu Shaoqing was eager to win, and immediately retorted: "I will also participate in the next Jingxing Conference. And you, you worthless waste, even the Rising Sun Competition, you will not be able to stand at the end."

"Whatever you want." Since Xie Lingjun looked away, he never gave Liu Shaoqing a look.Speaking of this, he also felt very boring, unwilling to argue any more, pushed aside the crowd, and quickly moved away from Liu Shaoqing.

In Xie Lingjun's view, how to say is not important, but how to do it is the key.

A resounding voice came from the martial arts platform——

"At the second quarter of Maozheng, the Qingyang Pavilion Rising Sun Competition officially begins."

The crowd was suddenly solemn, but there were hundreds of people without the slightest movement.

Xie Lingjun thought while walking: "Any sword cultivator who desires his own sword deserves respect."

in comparison--

Any sword cultivator who has no desire for his own sword is not worth paying attention to.

The author has something to say: I re-read the last chapter, and found that at the end Shen Zhengze said "I killed him", the meaning is unclear.

This "he" refers to Liu Shaoqing.

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I'm so talkative, I wanted to write this chapter, but Xie Lingjun and Shen Zhengze got into a fight, but I didn't write it.

I don't know if the two of them can fight in the next chapter...

The current situation is that Shen Zhengze wants to fall in love with Xie Lingjun, and Xie Lingjun only wants to kill Shen Zhengze to prove the truth.

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Shen Zhengze: I want to love you.

Xie Lingjun: I want to kill you.

Liu Shaoqing: Don't fight anymore!Don't fight anymore!If you want to fight, go to Shangwutai to fight!