Reborn Enemy

The Xiaoyao Formation is a well-known large formation, and the conditions for forming the formation are extremely harsh, but there is a gap between the few formation talismans made later and the formation talismans set by Yan Sen himself, and Cheng Yi, who is in charge of the formation, is too weak, so the power is greatly reduced. Sen was trapped in the formation, seemingly in distress, but in fact his life was not in danger.

Seeing Yan Sen glaring at him, Duan Qingming smiled and said, "It's not difficult for you to come out."

Yan Sen showed no intention of giving in, and his arrogance remained undiminished: "Why, do you want the old man to let you go?"

"Hey, this kind of condition is too simple." Duan Qingming raised his right hand, his wide sleeves fluttering in the wind, "Of course, the status of a senior deserves a more suitable condition."

"Soul Stone!" Yan Sen's complexion changed slightly after catching the thing he threw, and he said gloomyly, "Boy, what do you mean?"

"Young Master Duan's meaning is very clear." Xin Ji smiled "hehe", rather gloating, "You can figure it out, as long as you draw out a wisp of your original soul, and serve Young Master Duan from now on."

"Fart!" Yan Sen blushed and crushed the soul stone on the spot, "No wonder you are so obedient, I remembered, you old monster followed Wei Fengshi before, I am not a boneless waste like you, you really Think you can kill me like this?"

He was so full of energy that the sword array shook non-stop, and Xin Ji took a step back in shock.

Duan Qingming seemed to have expected his reaction: "You don't want to?"

"Nonsense!" Yan Sen raised his head and laughed wildly, but his tone was cold, "I've been in the Demon Realm for so many years, and I can be considered a high-ranking person. I want me to be ordered around like a waste...haha!"

Being scolded as a "trash", Xin Ji's face twitched, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he said to Duan Qingming in a low voice: "Young master, if this person refuses to agree, there will be endless troubles if you keep it, why not..."

Duan Qingming stopped him: "Senior can't accept this kind of thing for a while, so let him think about it slowly, let's go."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Cheng Yi hurriedly asked, "What about me?"

"Well, you..." Duan Qingming seemed to remember him only now, "Of course you continue to trap him, otherwise wouldn't he come out to kill me? If I die, who will you be with?"

Cheng Yi was right when he thought about it, he said "Oh" in a daze: "Then run quickly."

"Stupid boy, he's using you!" Yan Sen sneered in the battle, "I'm so sleepy, how long can you last? He ran away, and I'll kill you the first time I come out, hehe."

Cheng Yi came to his senses: "That's right, what should I do?"

"I believe you must have the ability to get away," Duan Qingming bent down, put his hands on his shoulders, and looked at him with a sideways smile, "If you can't even do this, how can you deserve to follow me, don't you think? "

"That's right..."

"He asked you to stay and die!" Yan Sen yelled, "Leave the battle, I will come out and kill him for you!"

"That won't work." Cheng Yi refused on the spot without thinking about it.

Yan Sen was surprised: "You still listen to him?"

"I'm going to follow him."

Yan Sen said angrily: "You boy, why are you stubborn? If the old man doesn't kill you, you will be like the old man."

Cheng Yi said: "I want to follow him, his sword is stronger than yours."

"..." Yan Sen scolded his mother in his heart.

"Good job, I'll wait for you." Duan Qingming patted Cheng Yi's shoulder with a smile, straightened up, said "please" to Yan Sen politely, and followed Gu Pinglin away.

Xin Ji looked coldly at Yan Sen in the sword formation, deliberately lagging behind, but before he could make a move, Yan Sen stabbed out with a sword, and the sword formation shook, Xin Ji gasped, hesitated for a moment, and finally Still not daring to move rashly, he rolled his eyeballs, and said to the inside of the formation in a good voice: "Brother Yan, you have also seen it, it's not that I won't help you, I can't help it."

Yan Sen didn't show any face at all: "Bah! Is the little miscellaneous fish worthy of calling me a brother?"

"Brother Yan misunderstood me," Xin Ji was not angry, he smirked twice, turned his head and saw Cheng Yi, shook his head and muttered, "It's a pity, silly boy..." He was really sorry, but if Cheng Yi really withdrew the sword formation , Yan Sen was about to come out, so he only felt sorry for a moment, then walked away.

Gu Pinglin is not worried at all.

In terms of cultivation, Cheng Yi is far inferior to Yan Sen, but he grew up in the ancient forest of Mount Tai, hunting "wild beasts" for a living, and his sword skills also come from hunting. Where is the ancient forest of Mount Tai?There are hordes of monsters and monsters, and the ancient beasts are haunting. He is so stupid that he can still survive. Naturally, he has his advantages. Compared with the sword repair, the hunter has a lot more ways to escape.Yan Sen underestimated him at this moment, but he already understood Yan Sen's strength, so it was not difficult to escape.

Duan Qingming followed in his footsteps: "Junior brother is really proficient in formation techniques, you can see my layout at a glance."

"It's an exaggeration to say it's obvious at first glance, but it's not difficult to see through it with a few more glances." Gu Pinglin lifted his chin slightly and kept walking, "Cheng Yi, if used well, will be a good help."

"Yeah, so I'll test him."

"You are taking advantage."

"Oh——" Duan Qingming dragged his voice, and said slowly, "The future master Gu has a big heart to cherish talents."

"It's not about cherishing talents, it's my advice," Gu Pinglin said, "If you put your heart into it but get trampled on, as time goes on, no matter how sincere a person is, they will become cold-hearted."

"This kind of advice..." Duan Qingming looked at him with a smile, "I have always been sincere."

Gu Pinglin said: "How much sincerity can a person who gains sincerity by pretending have?"

"Sword skills, array skills, medical skills, poison skills, alchemy skills, this person is not as good as me, if it is not even useful, what is the use of me coming?" The people around me said in a gentle and gentle voice. With extremely cold-blooded words, "Do you really have pity on waste?"

It suits his temperament very well.Gu Pinglin's complexion changed, and he quickly returned to normal: "Okay, the matter has been resolved, let's start our journey."

"Not tomorrow?"

"Sword Demon Yan Sen has earned his reputation in vain, Cheng Yi will trap him for at most six hours, stay if you are not afraid of death."

This area happens to have a Dao Temple of the Lingxin School, which has more than a dozen golden eagles, which are specially used for the disciples of the Lingxin School to go out on missions. To confirm Gu Pinglin's identity, the owner of the temple is very considerate, and he personally selected the three strongest ones. golden eagle with him.The time was tight, but neither of them was in a hurry, they stopped and stopped as usual, and as expected, after two days, Yan Sen did not catch up.

"That old monster must have thought we went to Danghun Mountain." Xin Ji sat cross-legged on the eagle's back, stroking his beard, and smiled at the two of them, "Many people are running there, but I didn't expect the two young masters to have other ideas." Planning to..." He suddenly saw something and put down his hands, "Hey, is that Yunya?"

There is a dangerous peak in front of you that goes straight up, like a sharp sword that soars to the sky, with streamers on the top of the mountain, clouds on the mountainside, and a thousand-foot waterfall that hangs between the cliffs. The famous Yunya.

The three of them landed on the mountainside, but the golden eagle couldn't fly up.

Gu Pinglin looked up.

Yunya's discussion of Dao is a grand event for thousands of years in the world of cultivation. Celebrities from aristocratic families gather here to practice swordsmanship, swordsmanship and swordsmanship.

The grand event in my memory happened decades later. At that time, I attended it as the head of the Lingxin Sect, and Duan Qingming was already famous all over the world...

Gu Pinglin was deeply moved.

Duan Qingming looked at him with his hands behind his back for a while, then smiled slightly, then lowered his head and asked in his ear: "Do you want to go up?"

Gu Pinglin raised his eyebrows: "If senior brother wants to go, I will accompany him."

Rare spiritual lands usually have a gang wind layer, and Waidan monks can't go up, but both of them said it very easily, Xin Ji smiled bitterly when he heard the words: "Two young masters, let's play slowly, and the old man will go to the front and wait." You guys are all right." Speaking of which, he is considered unlucky. In his previous life, he obtained the "Nine Chapters of Refining Gods" and cultivated into a pupil demon. How majestic, but now because he met Duan Qingming and Gu Pinglin, he ruined the road to becoming a demon. It can be said that magic.

Yunya is the place where the ancestors ascended in the past. When the boundary was broken, the space of the sky and the earth was distorted. The aura of the two worlds remained here, and it has not dissipated after millions of years.At the top of the peak, there is another scene. The terrain is wide and the ground is full of uneven white stones. There are more than ten flowering trees growing in the cracks of the stones. Red and white flowers are sparsely blooming on the trees, which is also lonely for thousands of years.

Two figures appeared on the edge of the cliff one after the other.

"You still took a breath." Duan Qingming straightened his clothes and cupped his hands first, "I admire you for being extraordinary."

Gu Pinglin said: "Then should I say thank you? Thank you for being so calm and clever."

"Here we go again," Duan Qingming lightly flicked off the flower branches on his shoulders, and said with a smile, "We are friendly brothers from the same school, shouldn't we give in?"

This kind of arrogance... If the two of them hadn't ceased to be hostile, they would definitely be regarded as provocations.Gu Pinglin raised his eyebrows: "What if it's not a senior brother?"

"Isn't it important?"

His fellowship was nothing special to him.Gu Pinglin pursed his lips, raised his hand to separate the flower branches, and walked towards the middle.

Walking to the center, the ground suddenly becomes flat, and there are ten strange big rocks on the left and right, which are shaped like seats and are the same size.

At the Millennium Dao Discussion Conference, only the top masters of the Dapai family can compete for a stone chair, so everyone is proud of having a seat.Before the Taoism was abolished in the previous life, Gu Pinglin did not have the Fortune Art. At that time, he was limited by his talent and worked hard. He took over the Lingxin School after the death of Yue Songting. In the second Dao meeting, Gu Pinglin won the middle seat for the Lingxin faction, making the Lingxin faction officially enter the ranks of the big faction.

The ninth place on the right is... this position.Gu Pinglin found the old stone chair, lowered his head, and stroked the back of the chair with his fingers.

There is nothing special about the cold stone chair, and there is no trace of the past.

After a while, Gu Pinglin raised his eyes and looked opposite.

That time, the Xuanming sect had two seats exclusively, and they were equally in the spotlight, and the extra seat belonged to the youngest and most dazzling Great Sword Cultivator in the cultivation world.The order of the seats is related to the strength of the discussion. The person's seat happened to be opposite to him. It would be too deliberate to say that it was a coincidence.

The young man in white was leaning on the chair, supporting Gu Yingjian casually, with a leisurely posture and witty words, chatting and laughing happily with the seniors on the left and right.A dwarf tree happened to grow next to the stone chair. There were no leaves on the tree, but the flowers were in full bloom. White, just like the man's perfectly disguised smile.

After Bu Shuihan retreated, just as he sat down, there were nine bright red flowers floating in front of him, fresh and dewy, orderly floating in front of him, entrusting them with the highest and strongest sword intent, which was released without being seen The slightest murderous intent, perfectly controlled.

On the opposite side, Mo Mou seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Master Gu is finally here." The leisurely and calm voice became extremely hateful when he heard it, "Duan Liu has been waiting for a long time, and he borrowed flowers to present Buddha and express his heart."

Facing the provocation, he did not back down, and immediately used his sword intent to smash the flowers into pieces: "It's impolite to come and not to go, Duan Daxiu please."

"It's a beautiful flower, but it's a pity," the man said regretfully, "Does the head of the Gu despise etiquette that is too light?"

"No, it's not a gift without sincerity."

……

The verbal confrontation seems like yesterday, the stone chairs opposite are empty, and no one is seen at that time, only the trees full of red flowers are still there.

Suddenly, a figure came into view.

"Are you tired from standing?" Duan Qingming sat down on the stone chair opposite, "Sit."

His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and Gu Pinglin asked calmly, "Why are you sitting there?"

Duan Qingming was leaning on the chair, raising his hand to flick the petals on the top, when he heard the words, he patted the back of the chair: "There is no one else, I just think this seat is familiar." Speaking of this, he was also thoughtful.

Gu Pinglin suppressed his emotions, and spoke as naturally as possible: "It doesn't matter if you are familiar with it, and you will be able to compete for a seat in the discussion."

"You want to fight?"

"Spiritual faction must compete," Gu Pinglin said calmly, "You don't want to?"

Duan Qingming glanced around, obviously not very interested: "Where is the seat in the discussion? This kind of boring game, the world always enjoys it."

Gu Pinglin deeply agrees, ranking this seat is just a means for the sect to show off its strength, the path is not the path of fame and fortune, if it is not needed by the Spiritual Sect, he would not bother to fight for such a reputation.

That being the case, why did he fight for another seat in his previous life?

Gu Pinglin raised the corners of his lips indiscriminately: "Since it's boring, let's go."

The two descended from Yunya one after another, and instead of taking the golden eagle, they walked along the road in a leisurely manner.

"Is it almost time?" Gu Pinglin asked casually.

"Hmm." Duan Qingming obviously knew what he was asking.

"Is there a way to deal with it?"

"No."

"You really aren't afraid of death."

"With you," Duan Qingming said with a smile, "our brothers and sisters share weal and woe and share good and bad. If we can have our brothers and sisters accompany us, what regrets do we have when we die?"

While the two were talking, a large group of people suddenly appeared on the road next to them, all of them were panic-stricken, and they were all ordinary people in their clothes.

"Tongue again!"

"People who have been buried for several days."

……

The sound of discussion floated over, Gu Pinglin's eyes moved slightly, and his footsteps stopped.