Reborn Enemy

In the main hall of the Lingxin School, everyone looked at the figure at the door, and immediately boiled.

Duan Qingming walked straight in front of Yue Songting, lightly lifted the hem of his clothes and knelt down: "This disciple has retreated for 15 years, and today I am able to leave the closed door. I am here to meet the master."

Yue Songting personally stepped down from the seat to help him up, and said excitedly: "It's good to be back, it's good to be back, get up."

Everyone was very happy to see him come back safely.

Bu Shuihan was about to speak with a livid face, but was stopped by Gu Pinglin.This person is really hateful, and made Master feel guilty for two years, but Gu Pinglin didn't want Bu Shuihan to mess with him, so Gu Pinglin took two steps forward to block Bu Shuihan, and said: "Senior Brother Duan has passed Dan Jie, why did you leave the customs for so long, and let the master and all the senior brothers worry about you, such actions are inappropriate."

"That's right!" Bu Shuihan stood up, drew his sword and pointed at him, "Did you do it on purpose!"

The fine wind of the sword caused the black hair on the neck to flutter, the sword light reflected on the handsome face, Duan Qingming did not blink, and still looked calm and breezy.

"Don't be presumptuous!" Yue Songting stopped Bu Shuihan, "There must be a reason for being so famous that you can't get out of customs. Let's listen to what he said first. You point your sword at your junior brother every now and then. You don't look like a senior brother at all!"

Gu Pinglin stared at Duan Qingming, who just happened to turn his face sideways.

Those dark eyes were clearly narrow, but they were like a boundless abyss, as if nothing could fill them up, the coldness hidden in the depths was no longer visible, only a gentle smile like a spring breeze remained.If Gu Pinglin could see anything before, but now he can't understand his emotions at all.

Their eyes collided for a moment, and then staggered again.

Duan Qingming smiled and turned to the crowd: "Junior Brother Gu said that at that time I successfully formed the alchemy and wanted to leave the customs, but suddenly my heart was touched, and I seemed to have realized something, so I entered the Tao. If Junior Brother Gu hadn't come here today , I'm afraid I won't wake up yet."

"Entering Taoism?" Yue Songting was overjoyed when he heard the words, "I didn't expect you to have such a chance, I really don't blame you, it should be like this."

Everyone was relieved, and they cupped their hands in congratulations.

Bu Shuihan put the sword into the sheath unwillingly.

Entrance to Taoism is a momentary feeling of Taoism and meditation to seek Taoism. It is extremely rare for monks. Usually monks will have unexpected gains after entering Taoism. Enlightenment is just a fleeting thought. If you don’t catch it in time, you will miss it in vain Given the opportunity to enter the Tao, anyone would make the same choice for this kind of thing.

Gu Pinglin's eyes brightened slightly, and he quickly regained his composure.

The evening wind blows over the bamboo forest, setting off a thin moan.The surrounding old bamboos are nearly ten feet high, and the green and dense bamboo shoots bend down towards the middle space, covering the sky and the sun, like an arched blue dome.

Under the blue sky, she was dressed in a white robe, like spring snow, bright and cold.

The white silk headband flows down with the long hair at the back of the head, fluttering gently in the wind, making the back look gentle and elegant, and occasionally a few bamboo leaves fall from the sky, adding to the leisurely atmosphere.

Gu Pinglin stepped on the fallen leaves and walked towards him slowly.

He also turned around.

Four eyes facing each other.

He suddenly smiled, and in an instant the spring breeze was rippling, and a hundred flowers bloomed: "Gu Xiaojiu."

Hearing the familiar address again, Gu Pinglin couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and stopped.

After all, it’s not the past, the voice has changed slightly, deep but not low, clear and pleasant, magnetic, with a smile, as if reminding Gu Pinglin that he is Duan Qingming from the previous life.

Gu Pinglin came back to his senses, and said, "Congratulations, I don't know what kind of gains you have gained after two years of enlightenment?"

At this time in the previous life, his self-created Butian Jue and Gu Ying's swordsmanship should have taken shape. In this life, by mistake, he didn't join the Xuanming Sect. I don't know what entering the Tao can bring him?

"Harvest?" Duan Qingming replied a little strangely, "It was just a dream."

"Huh?" Gu Pinglin was surprised, and frowned, "Why do you have to hide it?"

Duan Qingming said: "Hey, a floating life is like a dream, one entry into the Tao is equivalent to a big dream and three lives, what's wrong?"

Knowing that his eloquence is outstanding, Gu Pinglin did not argue with him: "Just try it and you will know."

As soon as the words fell, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and the figure had already arrived in front of Duan Qingming, and he slapped his chest with a palm.

Before he could spit out his palm strength, suddenly, a purple light flickered in front of his eyes!

"You are really impatient." A low laugh came from behind.

Knowing that he was already prepared, Gu Pinglin hastily withdrew his palm and summoned the long sword, skillfully held up Gu Yingjian who was stabbing towards him, and at the same time turned around quickly, accurately caught the palm coming from behind, and flew away like a purple swallow. Husband.

Duan Qingming held Gu Yingjian in his hand, with a smile on his lips, showing his sharpness.

Gu Pinglin snorted: "There are many tricks."

"Come on," Duan Qingming said, "let me see your progress."

For this kind of invitation, Gu Pinglin never refused, and when he tried to control the sword again, the two fought against each other for a few moves, Duan Qingming turned Gu Yingjian again, and the purple light was dazzling.

Gu Pinglin turned his face skillfully away: "Nothing new."

"It's nothing new, but it's only been used on you." Duan Qingming held his sword, almost face to face with him, "Every time I deal with it so skillfully, how much do you know about me, Gu Xiaojiu?"

"Huh?" Gu Pinglin was stunned.

In his previous life, he only knew that he used to use sword light to disturb people's sight, but after thinking about it carefully, it seems that he has never seen him use this trick on other occasions.

For a moment, the infinite sword intent spread around him.

The air current was turbulent, and the bamboo leaves were flying. Thousands of bamboo leaves were floating in the air, covering the line of sight, and the figure of the man could not be seen.

The sword intent is invisible, but it turns into a material.All of a sudden, the evening wind, earth and rocks, old bamboo... Even the falling bamboo leaves were stained with sword intent, and every bamboo leaf became a deadly sword.

This... is the sword intent that he only had after he became a great swordsman!

Gu Pinglin was surprised.

He is just a Waidan cultivator at this time, but his attainments in swordsmanship have far exceeded the progress of his previous life. Could it be that he has completed Gu Ying's swordsmanship ahead of schedule?

The sword draws the aura of heaven and earth, all foreign objects are turned into swords, and the entire open space immediately becomes his sword arena. Every sword contains changes, and the people in the arena are hard to guard against.

however--

No Butianjue, or no Butianjue.

Gu Pinglin couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or admired.Without the Butian Jue, he could still use his swordsmanship to such a superb level. In his previous life, he was a great swordsman, and he deserved his name.

Unfortunately, he lost in martial arts.

Since it was a fair duel, Gu Pinglin didn't intend to use the Good Fortune Jue. He used his improved Lingxin School's top skills, took small empty steps, held his sword across his chest, and was fully on guard.

In the blink of an eye, all the swords, including the complex changes, disappeared, and the powerful sword intent disappeared out of thin air.

Bamboo leaves fell to the ground, silently.

Gu Pinglin still didn't dare to relax his vigilance, and slowly turned his gaze.

suddenly—

The wind and clouds above the head were dark, and being drawn by the aura of the riot, all the fallen leaves on the ground floated up and intertwined into a big net.

A stream of fluent purple light shuttled from among the leaves, like purple swallows chasing in the willow forest, light but terrifyingly sharp.

"Ziyan takes a picture." Gu Pinglin recognized this move, instead of avoiding it, he went up to it.

Sure enough, the direction of China Merchants Bank changed halfway, and the purple light burst into several purple sword qi, killing all possible escape routes.Faced with this trick of "Purple Swallow Taking a Picture", one cannot escape at all, otherwise one will suffer a big loss if one does not lose. Gu Pinglin has learned a lesson in his previous life.

Knowing the subsequent changes, Gu Pinglin dealt with it easily, thus avoiding all subsequent tricks.

"Very good, you didn't disappoint me." Duan Qingming fell to the ground, and madness appeared in his eyes again.

After confirming that there is no Butian Jue, Gu Pinglin doesn't intend to continue this fight anymore, and is about to accept the move, but unexpectedly——

"Attention!"

With a sound of "attention", thunder and lightning flashed overhead.

Waidan cultivators can actually arouse the power of thunder and lightning?When Gu Pinglin was astonished, he saw the purple light reappear in front of him, turning into thousands of sword shadows. That white shadow stood in the center of the purple light, like a sword god, and the sword intent emanated from him.

The sword light flickered, and thunder and lightning struck.

This is not Gu Ying's swordsmanship, he wants to win at all costs, forcibly raising his skill to the limit!

"Stop!" Gu Pinglin yelled sternly, and without even thinking about it, he rushed forward with the Fortune Art.

The Good Fortune Jue was originally based on the principle of Tai Chi, the yin and yang of heaven and earth are mutually generated and restrained, and it runs like a millstone. Sure enough, it successfully grinds away the explosive power of thunder and lightning, preventing the dangerous move from erupting.

"Your skill is really interesting." Duan Qingming remained indifferent when the move was resolved.

Gu Pinglin suddenly smelled a hint of danger, probably because of the intuition retained by the two of them in the previous life because they had fought too many moves. Duan Qingming did often do things that he was not sure of, but the premise was that he still had a second move.

Follow up!Gu Pinglin woke up startled.be cheated!

He didn't intend to really fight with himself with all his strength, but took the opportunity to test his own skills!

Before he could recover, Gu Pinglin was hit by the burst of sword intent. Even though he protected his heart with the sword in time, he was still forced back by the force, and two deep marks were drawn on the ground with his feet.

It's the Lingxin School technique, but it doesn't quite resemble it.

He also improved his skills!

Shocked one after another, Gu Pinglin supported the ground with his sword, and barely stopped his retreat. Just as he stabilized his figure, Gu Yingjian was already lying across his neck.

Duan Qingming put away his sword and said with a smile, "I lost."

Gu Pinglin supported the ground with his sword, endured it for a long while, and finally bowed his head and spat out blood, half out of anger.

Duan Qingming, who had no sword, turned back into an elegant young man.He reached out to support Gu Pinglin: "Are you all right?"

Gu Pinglin pushed his hand away.

"It's so easy to get angry." Duan Qingming chuckled, half hugged his shoulder, and put the other palm on his back to send out true energy to heal his injuries.

Gu Pinglin couldn't move: "Duan Qingming!"

"Yes," Duan Qingming said leisurely, "That's right, I did it on purpose, why are you reluctant to hurt me?"

Knowing that he was irritating himself, Gu Pinglin calmed down: "Spiritual Heart Sect disciples never fight each other, I just don't want to see you seek your own death."

"So you lost." Duan Qingming withdrew his palm.

"Losing?" Gu Pinglin sneered, "Are you sure you can beat me openly?"

"Why should I beat you uprightly?" Duan Qingming lowered his head and leaned against his face, "You didn't fight me uprightly, did you secretly practice outer martial arts?"

"I don't understand what you mean." Gu Pinglin turned around. Even if he said this, Gu Pinglin was not worried about Yue Songting and the others' temptation. Otherwise, how could the Fortune Art be called a god-level exercise?

Duan Qingming looked at him for a while, then squinted: "Gu Xiaojiu."

Gu Pinglin was vigilant: "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing." Duan Qingming smiled like a spring breeze, "I haven't seen you for many years, it's very kind to call me junior."

Gu Pinglin clenched the hilt of his sword tightly.

Duan Qing called out: "Gu Xiaojiu."

Gu Pinglin ignored it.

"Ziyan Zuying, this name is very good, I like it," Duan Qingming said with a smile as he gently held his chin with his slender fingers, "I just like to see you angry."

Gu Pinglin put away his sword and left.