Reborn Enemy

The scenery of the peak is the same as in previous years.The ground is covered with uneven white stones, and more than ten flowering trees grow in the cracks of the stones.Those flowering trees seem to grow very slowly, the thickest one is no bigger than the mouth of a bowl, and the thinnest one is as big as a thumb, but the flowers are blooming lively, and there are countless fallen flowers under the trees.

Hundreds of internal alchemy masters had gathered in the open space, and those who were acquainted with each other gathered together to talk, Zhan Renjie, head of Xuanming sect, Yu Wuxue, master of Feijian Palace, and elder Wei Changqing, head of Duan family, Duan Pin, and elders Duan Meisheng, Qi Patriarch Qi Tonghui, patriarch Qi Zhen, mountain master Zhou Qiu of the Guangling School, and disciple Nie Yu were all included.The sick old man sat alone on the ground, panting against a white stone, no one took the initiative to strike up a conversation with him.Li Moqing, Lan Feiyu and some cultivators who only came to listen to the sermon were scattered around the periphery.Hanying's double swords also came. The two of them stood behind the flower tree, far away from the crowd. Nie Yu looked there from time to time, but he didn't dare to go over to say hello.

"Penglai doesn't participate in the discussion?" Gu Pinglin asked Nanzhu.In recent years, he has also heard about Penglai. Shun Shigong failed to break through and is now suffering from injuries. There is no hope in this life. After Guo Feng is removed, Penglai Shuping Canggong is the strongest. He did not come, which shows that Penglai Island is not competing for the first place. meaning.

"I have had a hard time practicing in recent years. I just came here to listen to what the audience said, so I might gain some enlightenment." Nanzhu smiled and didn't hide it from him. "Besides, Penglai is new to the mainland, so it's not appropriate to be too public."

Penglai Island's cultivation method is special, it is easy to cultivate under the outer alchemy, but extremely difficult to practice above it.Gu Pinglin nodded when he heard the words, and the two walked towards the crowd side by side, greeting Li Moqing and others.

Qi Zhen, the old man of the Qi family, took the initiative to come and talk to Gu Pinglin. He has aged a lot in these years, his arrogance and temper are not as good as before, and it seems that it is difficult to break through.Because of Qi Wan'er, he has always been nice to Gu Pinglin.

"Is there any news about the thirteenth son?" Gu Pinglin asked casually.Back then Qi Wan'er was captured by the Qi clan at Qizijiao, but he escaped on the way home, probably that person taught him how to escape in advance.

Qi Zhen smiled wryly: "A few years ago, people from the Yao family came and said that the eldest son of his family has not returned for many years, and neither of them is outside the mountain."

Gu Pinglin said: "The thirteenth son has his own good luck, maybe his achievements in the future will not be inferior to Qi Lao."

Qi Zhen sighed: "I created my own swordsmanship, is it so easy to create swordsmanship? We are always doing it for his own good, this bastard..." He probably scolded too much and lost his temper.

Gu Pinglin said: "It's not like there are people who create their own swordsmanship."

Qi Zhen was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "How can he compare Duan..."

Before he could say the name, Gu Pinglin interrupted: "Most of the swordsmanship has flaws, forgive me for my ignorance, I am afraid that it is difficult for Mr. Qi to practice so far, and it will never change. Qi's swordsmanship will stop here forever. Thirteen Young master seeking change may not succeed, but it is not a bad thing."

Qi Zhen didn't blame him: "How can the old man not understand the truth, but how many people have succeeded in the past and present? The old man doesn't want him to end up after failure... Besides, he has often practiced in closed doors since he was a child. He has a simple mind and far insufficient experience. It is possible to create swordsmanship."

Gu Pinglin said: "Nothing is impossible."

Qi Zhen finally shook his head, and walked back to Qi's side.

Gu Pinglin cupped his fists with both swords towards Hanying from a distance.Feng Ying and Yan Han had noticed him a long time ago, and returned the salute when they saw this. They had special identities, and it was a good intention to distance themselves in public. There were people from the Guangling Sect, so they would not participate in the discussion.

Not long after, Bu Shuihan also came up, he greeted Nan Zhu, walked to Gu Pinglin and stood still.

"It's late," Zhan Renjie walked out of the crowd, "Brother Tao, why don't we start?"

The rules of the Dao Discussion Conference are presided over by the last person in the last Dao discussion. However, after a thousand years, many seniors have lost their way. There were 20 people in the last seat, and now there are only nine left. Thinking of this, how can people not Feeling the vicissitudes of life.Last time, Hu Yin, the head of Tianji Sect, was the last one. Because he died a hundred years ago, the position of presiding fell to Tao Yusheng, the No. 16 elder of Zhenshui Sword Sect.

Tao Yusheng's beard and hair were completely white, and his back was slightly bent. At this time, he was also full of sadness, and stepped forward with a wry smile: "This old man will not participate in the discussion, but just come to help everyone."

The True Water Sword Sect understood the way of swordsmanship from the water, and was once a great sect of cultivators. Who would have thought that thousands of years later, the former great sect would have fallen to this point. Today's Sword Sect, including Tao Yusheng, only has three inner alchemy masters, with fewer and fewer disciples , the scale is even smaller than that of the Lingxin School, which is really embarrassing.

Gu Pinglin sighed secretly.

Anyone can see that Tao Yu's life is coming to an end, and it is meaningless for him to talk about Taoism. The biggest problem of Zhenshui Sword Sect is the shortage of talents. I hope that I can find a few more talents for the Lingxin Sect in my lifetime.

Tao Yusheng closed his eyes slightly for a while, then opened them again, and stepped sideways to make way: "Discuss the Tao, don't judge the level by cultivation, please take the throne for yourself according to the Tao, and you can fight for it as much as you can."

Everyone looked towards the stone seat.

The two rows of stone seats are empty, and there are small flowers falling from time to time, but there is nothing unusual.

Looking at Tao Yusheng again, Tao Yusheng just stroked his beard and silently stepped aside, no longer speaking.

The existence of the cloud mirror made the discussion club attract a lot of attention. Most cultivators were scruples about their status and dared not act rashly for fear of being laughed at.

Zhan Renjie smiled and said to Yu Wuxue, the lord of Feijian Palace, "Brother Yu, please?"

Both of them had participated in the last seminar, so they knew Tao Yusheng's ability very well.However, Yu Wuxue's expression was not as relaxed as that of the outstanding people——Flying Sword Palace is the head of the eight major sects. The elder Fang Zhongyuan won the first one last time. However, Feijian Palace has not had good luck these years. In Mingjie, Wang Yong was defeated 200 years ago, and there was only one new Inner Alchemy Daxiu. On the other hand, Xuanming Sect lost two Daxiu, but there were two new ones, and their strength was close to that of Feijian Palace. , and more importantly, Yunhe, their third-ranked master last time, is still there, and this time the famous Feijian Palace is likely to face an embarrassing situation of not being able to win.

"Acceptance," Yu Wuxue could not lose his momentum in public, and said loudly, "The way of pure yang, the ancestor of sword immortals."

After speaking, he walked towards the first seat on the left, flicked his Taoist robe and sat down.

Zhan Renjie didn't know whether he snorted or laughed, and walked slowly to the last one on the right: "This old man's talent is limited, let's sit down for a while, this discussion of Taoism should be done by Master Laoyun." If there is no seat, this discussion is very likely to be squeezed out, so I said "sit for a while".

Yunhe is the master of Zhengyang Academy of Xuanming Sect. He has a very hard temper. He coincides with Xuanming Sect's domineering way of swordsmanship. His attainments are higher than that of Zhan Renjie, the head of the sect. He is not humble at all. How dare you disobey the order of the door? It is mysterious and mysterious, and the Tao follows its rules." After speaking, he walked to the first seat on the right and sat down.

Everyone's expression became subtle.

The ranking order of Lun Dao is public, the first one on the right is the same as the second one, last time it belonged to the old Duan Zheng of the Duan family, Yunhe occupied this seat first, and things became interesting.

Yu Wuxue didn't change his face, and sat in the first seat safely.

Duan Pinxiao, head of the Duan clan, bowed his hands to the elder Duan Zheng: "The younger generation is incompetent, so I need you, the old man."

Duan Zheng didn't look good towards him at all, and said calmly: "Drinking ink makes a book, the book is endless, and the sword is endless."

"Duan's ink calligraphy swordsmanship." Someone whispered.

Gu Pinglin thought to himself.Duan's ink calligraphy and swordsmanship are elegant and noble, and are famous in Xiujie.It has to be said that the ever-changing characteristics of Gu Ying's swordsmanship should be derived from the ink book swordsmanship. In the end, the green out of the blue is better than the blue.Mo Shu's swordsmanship is only said to be infinitely varied and can be learned by rote, but Gu Ying's swordsmanship is truly infinitely varied, and no matter how talented a person is, it is impossible to memorize them all.

"It's a pity, that Duan's son..."

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Seeing Duan Zheng's strides, everyone stopped discussing, and their eyes moved accordingly, but Duan Zheng walked up to Yu Wuxue and cupped his hands: "Master Yu, don't come here without any harm."

Yu Wuxue also cupped his hands in return: "Long time no see, old man Duan's demeanor remains the same as before."

Duan Zheng nodded, and sat down in the second seat after Yu Wuxue.

When everyone saw him leaving Ben Yu without education, they thought he was going to grab the first place. Unexpectedly, he only took No.3. Everyone was disappointed, but Gu Pinglin was not surprised—these people had all participated in the discussion. So smart, how could he expose his hole cards from the beginning?As it turned out, there was a big surprise behind it.

Seeing that the three of them easily got seats, everyone became more courageous, and a casual monk said: "I have the audacity to take a seat."

While talking, he sat down on the last seat on the left, but he didn't know that he hadn't touched the stone seat yet, he suddenly let out a low voice, and jumped up, his clothes had been torn several long holes.

There was a gasp all around.

Tao Yusheng watched his heart with his eyes, nose and nose, and did not move in any direction.

Gu Pinglin had experienced this discussion in his previous life, and was no stranger to the same scene, so he smiled slightly upon seeing it.

Of course Tao Yusheng would not let people sit casually, he spread the True Water Sword Intent on the stone seat.Everyone in the world knows that the way of true water comes from water, which combines hardness and softness, but few people know that its highest state is actually formless. It is not uncommon for Tao Yusheng to practice for more than a thousand years to reach the formless state.According to the rules, those sword intents have no cultivation base blessings, and their damage is limited. They can only be resisted with their own skills or sword intent.At this time, the difference between the orthodox inheritance of the sect family and the casual cultivator can be seen even more - the sect sect family has its own news network, and there are records of inheritance in the past, but the casual cultivator does not have such an advantage.

The casual cultivator suffered a great loss because of lack of knowledge. Fortunately, he used his cultivation base in time, so he didn't look worse, but this has already broken the rules.Immediately, his face flushed with shame, he hurriedly cupped his hands, covered his face, jumped off the cliff and left.

The crowd didn't laugh at him, but broke out in a cold sweat, thankful that they hadn't stepped forward recklessly.

"Young man, I'm still a little impatient." Zhan Renjie said with a smile.

Yu Wuxue and Duan Zheng remained silent.Yunhe sneered bluntly: "You can't do what you can."

Because of the example of this casual cultivator, everyone's restless hearts calmed down, and they didn't dare to act rashly anymore.

After a while, a middle-aged woman with thin cheeks and a serious expression came out, carrying a piano case on her back. It was Li Niangu, the elder of the Guangling Sect. It's a qin, the sound is loud, but the qin and the sword have no distinction."

Immediately afterwards, five major cultivators, including the old sick real person, came out to occupy the seats. Most of them had participated in the last discussion meeting. Because many people died, besides the old sick real person who chose the sixth place in the Tiancan sect, Li Niangu also chose the original one. position, the other four moved forward a few places.

So, there are ten seats left.

Seeing this, Bu Shuihan was eager to try, before going up to Yunya, even though he had been repeatedly told not to be reckless, he asked Gu Pinglin in a low voice: "Shall I try?"

With Bu Shuihan's current strength, it would be difficult to keep a seat if he occupied it, and Gu Pinglin didn't stop him: "Let's take the last seat on the left."

Hearing this, Bu Shuihan held his head high and went out: "The soul asks the sword, the sword is like the soul."