Dragon Fate of Shan Hai Ji

The Qingshan Sect was once a very brilliant sect, and the word "once" is a sad statement of its current desperation.

Qingshan School is located on the highest and most verdant hilltop of Shaoqing Mountain. It is said that when Qingshan School was at its most glorious, there were many courtyards, heavy eaves and continuous buildings, like a fairyland on earth.

But in today's Qingshan sect, there are only a few half-dilapidated and half-old palaces standing on the top of the grassy hill. There is only one master, three elders, and a dozen disciples in the sect. people.

Only the dusty and cobweb-covered plaque of "The First School of Xuanzong in the World" in the main hall and the dilapidated white stone gate at the foot of the mountain still show the glory that really existed in the past.

In the town at the foot of the mountain, Le Yue bought some items that the Shimen needed recently, carrying a bag full of bottles and cans, and carrying a bag of rice, and walked back to the Shimen in the last rays of the setting sun. .

As a senior brother, it is his unshirkable responsibility to take care of his juniors. As a senior disciple, it is also his duty to honor his master and the three senior uncles.

Le Yue has always felt that he is like everyone's godfather in the teacher's school, and he has a share in all trivial matters.He has to assist the master uncle in purchasing rice, flour, oil and salt; he has to assist the second master uncle in supervising all the students' daily homework; the house leaks, the window is broken, and he has to help the third master uncle repair it, and the junior brothers fight each other At that time, he would suppress the mediation with his iron fist, and he would use his fists to get back the face of his juniors who had suffered from fighting with others. Even if the master and uncles drank too much wine, he still needed him to serve tea, hand towels and beat their backs. .

Le Yue often feels that he is quite tired, so he sighs in his heart, who made me destined to become a unparalleled hero?The ancients have said that when the heavens want to give someone a great mission, they must first torture him, destroy him, and tire him out. Naturally, a natural hero like me will have to live harder than others.

After returning to the master's gate, Le Yue first sent the rice and other things he bought into the kitchen so that the uncle could arrange dinner, and then he went to see the master and reported the encounter with Luo Ling, listening with his left ear and his right ear. The master taught a few words about ascetics who must be calm, open-minded, forbearing, magnanimous, and benevolent, and never easily conflict with others. Then he went to the back room to visit the junior brother who was still lying on the bed recovering from his injuries.

The little junior brother Puping looked at him tearfully on the bed: "Eldest senior brother, you want to avenge me."

Le Yue clenched his fists boldly: "Don't worry, senior brother will definitely avenge you."

The junior brother's teary eyes sparkled: "Eldest brother, I heard that you met Luo Lingzhi today, did you beat him up?"

Le Yue said seriously: "Uh, the so-called grievance has its head and its debtor has its owner, the person who beat you was not Luo Lingzhi, although the Qingxuan faction and our Qingshan faction are at odds with each other, but we still have to find the two people who beat you right?"

The junior brother pursed his lips, and his eyes became sad: "Eldest senior brother, it doesn't matter, I know you can't beat Luo Lingzhi."

Le Yue raised his eyebrows immediately: "Who says I can't beat him?!" Rolled up his sleeves and clenched his fists, "Junior brother, don't worry, in a few days the senior brother will definitely beat Luo Lingzhi like you The rotten persimmons that are still rotten now will vent your anger on you!"

The little junior brother finally fell asleep contentedly.

Le Yue stroked his flat stomach and went to the kitchen to have dinner. Just as he picked up a steamed bun and took a bite, a hand stretched out and tugged at his sleeve.

Le Yue looked back with a steamed bun in his mouth, and saw the sad face of the third junior brother Le Han, who looked like he was troubled by something, and his words were full of bitterness: "Brother, There's something very important."

Le Yue swallowed the buns in his mouth: "Oh? What?"

Le Han has a problem, that is, he always likes to go around in circles when he speaks, he doesn't like to be straightforward, and he often has to go around him ten or eight times to get to the point.Le Yue knew very well, so he bit the steamed bun, went to get another bowl of porridge, sat on the threshold of the kitchen, ate the steamed bun, drank the porridge, and listened to Le Han's story.

Under the dim light of the oil lamp in the kitchen, Le Han's sad face added a trace of heaviness: "Brother, you know, the Martial Arts Conference will be held in three days."

Le Yue responded with a steamed bun in his mouth, "Yes."

Le Han continued solemnly: "Junior brother's injury is really serious this time. I just went to see him, and he was screaming in pain on the bed."

Le Yue took a sip of porridge and nodded: "Yeah."

Le Han frowned and continued: "I think the younger brother's injury will take at least a month or so."

Le Yue took another bite of the steamed bun: "Yes."

Le Han sighed: "Even if you invite the top genius doctor in the Jianghu, I think he can only get up in half a month at most. Fortunately, he didn't hurt his muscles and bones, otherwise, he would have to raise a hundred God."

Le Yue took another sip of porridge: "Mmm."

Le Han sighed again: "Oh, I'm really worried. Three days later, the Martial Arts Conference will be held, and the junior brother was injured so badly..."

Le Yue continued to eat steamed buns, Le Han looked at him melancholy: "Why are you still not worried, big brother?"

Yue Yue thought to himself, you have been talking for a long time, but you still haven't told me the main point, why should I worry?Le Han said sadly: "Eldest brother, we swore that we would definitely defeat the Qingxuan sect this year and get back the token, but now, junior brother will definitely not recover within three days."

Le Yue put down the empty porridge bowl and wiped the corners of his mouth: "If you are worried about this, you don't have to worry. Junior brother is so bad at martial arts, and he is just a top player in the field. He will definitely lose. Without him, we can lose a little less." field."

Le Han looked at him in astonishment: "Why, senior brother, after I've said this for a long time, you still didn't think of it? Could it be that no one else noticed from the whole school?"

Le Yue resisted the urge to pinch Le Han's neck and shake out the key content he wanted to say, frowning: "What?"

Le Han sighed for a long time, and finally said the most important passage: "Brother, according to the regulations of the Martial Arts Conference, each sect must participate in all six competitions in the first level, and each competition must send Two young disciples between the ages of fifteen and 25, and each disciple can only participate in one competition in the first test, which means that each sect must have more than twelve disciples to participate, otherwise they will be deemed as unqualified, Not allowed to participate..."

Le Yue's last mouthful of steamed bun stuck in his throat, and his eyes widened.

Le Han said sadly: "Eldest brother, we have only twelve senior brothers in total, and now the younger ones are beaten so hard that they can't get out of bed, and there are only eleven people left. How can we participate in the Martial Arts Conference?"