Reborn Enemy

Under Chang Jinxin's arrangement, the disciples of the third rank of Qi Refining all accepted this secret mission. Everyone usually went down the mountain to practice, but this time the purpose was different. Thinking of the inheritance of the ancestors, everyone was excited.Only Ren Ren can see it, he has a gentle temperament, knows that he has no talent in cultivation, and puts all his hope on the afterlife, unwilling to touch such illusory luck, and offers to stay in the Lingxin Sect to help Yue Songting handle affairs, with him by his side , Yue Songting drove Chen Qianchang and Jinxin down the mountain with confidence.

Before leaving, Yue Songting called several of his personal disciples and Duan Qingming to exhort him, and his words inevitably revealed a gloomy look. If some of these disciples really get the inheritance, they must practice in seclusion. He can't go back to the Lingxin School, and his lifespan is less than 20 years old.

Chen Qianchang and Jin were all sad, Bu Shuihan couldn't help but knelt and kowtowed, but Gu Pinglin looked indifferent, his goal was not in the Fortune Art, he would come back whether he succeeded or not.

Duan Qingming next to him was silent, his eyelashes drooping slightly, as if he was also sad.

In fact, after that day, the two did not turn against each other, and they would greet each other as usual when they met.

Drink the wine freely, and it will eventually become a thing of the past.

After going through these changes, Gu Pinglin's barrier to the second level of Huaqi has loosened, which is the expected result.

It is a matter of the way, and there is nothing to do, but to deal with it with all our strength.Gu Pinglin thought to himself, with this person's temperament, nothing will happen, and going out to "experience" is exactly what he likes. Although he doesn't know what will happen to him, once he goes out, he will be a big trouble.

Never let him have any chance to get close to Bu Shuihan.

Gu Pinglin was thinking about the plan by himself, and Yue Songting, who was sitting on the seat, saw that the expressions of the disciples were not right, and he suddenly came to his senses. Let’s go, where is your turn? I just sent you out to gain some insight, and it’s good that you come back safely.”

Everyone also found it funny when they heard the words.

Chang Jinxin joked: "Apprentices daydream a lot, so they take it seriously."

Bu Shuihan stood up quickly, and Jun's face was full of embarrassment: "Master clearly lured us, but now it's about us."

Everyone teased and ridiculed each other for a while, Yue Songting knew what the disciples were thinking, felt relieved, and waved his hands to urge: "I have to leave tomorrow morning, don't delay here, you all go down and get ready."

Everyone had to leave.

Gu Pinglin first went to Bu Shuihan's room to discuss, because he couldn't go together, Bu Shuihan was unhappy, the two talked until dusk, agreed on contact information, and then Gu Pinglin left.

It was dark outside and it was already raining lightly.

Gu Pinglin didn't go back to his residence, Mu Yu went to the bamboo forest.

After not coming for many days, the dead leaves on the ground in the forest are thicker, adding a bit of bleak autumn.There was no wind, and the rain fell quietly on the bamboo leaves above the head, making a slight and delicate sound. The dead leaves under the feet were just half-wet, and they made a "rustling" sound when stepped on. Occasionally, large raindrops fell.

Suddenly, a coldness broke through the air, and the skin shuddered.

Sword array?

Gu Pinglin's eyes turned cold, almost driven by intuition, he instinctively grasped the sword formula, and Gu Yingjian immediately appeared, floating in the air to block the transformational sword energy close to him.

One blow failed, and the sword attack continued.

Even in his previous life, Gu Pinglin had never seen such a powerful sword intent. Being in the formation is like being in the center of a vortex, and if he is not careful, he will be swallowed. Even though Gu Pinglin has the inner strength of the Fortune Art, he still feels difficult Incomparable.

But this formation...

Gu Pinglin smiled, threw Gu Yingjian casually, and took two steps forward unhurriedly.

As expected, Gu Ying's sword fell, and the dense sword net became sparse.

After fighting for many years in the previous life, which one of that person's sword formation is unfamiliar to me?

The sword intent is strong, and it is difficult to hurt the people in the formation.Gu Pinglin gently brushed the folds of his clothes, and looked up at the bamboo building in front of him.

In the twilight sky, in the bleak eyes, the man was wearing a clean white robe, holding a plain umbrella, and slowly walked down the bamboo ladder, with a leisurely posture, just like a gentle and elegant son of a family.

The sword intent has not yet been absorbed, it seems to be a little stronger.

Gu Pinglin stared at him, his heart surging.

It's a response, this is his response, the response to the phrase "It's not that easy to beat me"!

He is a natural sword cultivator, without mending the sky, but he has cultivated a sword intent that is far superior to his previous life.And the cause of all this was actually himself, his own provocation inspired his fighting spirit, and made this genius who was crazy to the bone go further.

For no reason, Gu Pinglin felt a little uneasy, but this emotion quickly dissipated.

Duan Qingming might be stronger, so what?Are you afraid of him?

The person on the opposite side walked over step by step, and the sword intent all over the sky seemed to be alive, and he made way for him.

He didn't even look at Gu Pinglin, and walked straight forward.

When passing by, Gu Pinglin turned around, looked at his back and said, "Duan Qingming."

no respond.

Gu Pinglin said: "The clues are in the sea, how about going together?"

He finally stopped, turned around, and the white umbrella reflected his handsome face: "For such a good thing, you should find Bu Shuihan and the others, why did you come to me?"

Gu Pinglin said: "It's fun to have an opponent, isn't it?"

Sure enough, he laughed, and in an instant, the spring breeze filled the ground, and the faded green color of the bamboo forest seemed to return: "I thought you wouldn't go."

"How do you say that?" Gu Pinglin raised his eyebrows.

"Mist wilderness, you opened the Flame Sparrow mechanism, and the Flame Sparrow didn't hurt you," Duan Qingming walked back and stopped in front of him, "The reason for this has troubled me for more than ten years."

Gu Pinglin said: "Then you have figured it out now?"

Duan Qingming said: "I've figured it out a long time ago, but it's just too unbelievable. Yanque was captured and imprisoned by Patriarch Baichuan to guard the agency, but it is jealous of you." He shook his head, "After all, your merit The law is so special."

"Oh?"

"The Lingxinpai exercise after your modification is indeed excellent and can be called first-class, but it is still far inferior to the exercise you practiced."

Gu Pinglin remained silent.

"It's more wonderful than first-rate exercises, unless—" He paused, his eyes revealing a trace of uncontrollable enthusiasm.

Above first-class kung fu, it is god level.

At this point, Gu Pinglin was not surprised, and said calmly: "You guessed right, Yanque was captured by the ancestor, and only the ancestor's skills can make it jealous."

The louder the rain, the bamboo shoots were shaken, and the raindrops above the head became denser and denser.

Duan Qingming was silent for a moment, tilted the umbrella slightly to cover him, and said without changing his tone: "I'm just guessing, it's better if you can admit it. It's not in vain for me to come to Lingxin School if I can see the god-level exercises."

With a heartbeat, Gu Pinglin gave a rare smile: "How, do you want to learn?"

Duan Qingming asked back: "Do you want to?"

"It's okay to let you know a thing or two." Gu Pinglin readily agreed.

This is actually a temporary idea.Without Bu Tian Jue, Duan Qingming's current strength is far from that of his previous life, but he has the Fortune Jue in his hand, and even if he wins, he won't be able to win by force. If he passes the Good Fortune Jue to him, he will definitely recover his strength , At that time, if we compete again, we will be able to completely remove the knots in our hearts.This person is full of scheming, and there is no need to worry about being found out, so as not to cause trouble.

"Oh?" Duan Qingming said, "You said that we are rivals."

Gu Pinglin said: "Adversary, isn't the stronger the better?"

Duan Qingming looked at him for a long time and laughed.

Gu Pinglin said: "What are you laughing at?"

"That's right, the stronger the opponent, the better," Duan Qingming put his hand on his shoulder, "But what I'm more interested in is, when did you get the Fortune Art? The origin, it is impossible to enter the Lingxin School smoothly, that is practiced after getting started, where did you get it? Now that you have the Good Fortune Jue in your hand, why do you need to look for clues to the good fortune inheritance? What else is there in the inheritance? This thing must be very important." Without waiting for Gu Pinglin to speak, he lowered his voice again, "Knowing everything about me and Lan Feiyu's identity, I have always suspected that you came here by stealing, Gu Xiaojiu, who are you? Who is Gu Xiaojiu in my dream?"

The soul of the previous life is hidden in the body, which is almost the same as Duoshe.Gu Pinglin replied calmly: "Your guess is not wrong."

Duan Qingming said: "It's not right either."

Gu Pinglin didn't answer this topic: "I do know a lot of secrets. The clues to the inheritance of good fortune are in the sea. How about my previous proposal?"

Duan Qingming didn't answer, and said leisurely: "The proud disciple of the head of the sect, but secretly practicing the outer sect's exercises, Gu Xiaojiu?"

Gu Pinglin replied: "Haven't you also practiced your own kung fu?"

Duan Qingming said: "Lingxin sect's crude skills are not even good enough for the Duan family's swordsmanship, how can they match my swordsmanship?"

The words were correct, but Gu Pinglin couldn't help but sneered when he saw that he was contemptuous of the Spiritual Mind School: "Does your new technique match your swordsmanship?"

Duan Qingming smiled, not caring about his attitude, turned sideways, and Gu Pinglin followed him, and the two of them walked slowly forward side by side with umbrellas.

The rain is as dense as beads, constantly sliding down the edge of the umbrella, like a beautiful crystal curtain.Under the umbrella, the expressions on the two handsome faces were equally calm.

"You know the Lingxin School's exercises best, and all the changes you make are to promote its strengths, take advantage of them, and coincide with the way of the Lingxin School." Duan Qingming looked forward, "And my changes are mainly to avoid weaknesses. It even runs counter to its original intention.”

The words "strengthen strengths and avoid weaknesses" are easy to say, but in fact, each Taoism always has only one essence, just as fire is destined to be incompatible with water, even if the water and fire are blended by tricks, the fire at that time is no longer pure.If you can easily make up for your shortcomings, wouldn't all Taoism be perfect?Duan Qingming's revised exercise conflicts with the essence of the Taoist method of the Lingxin School. If he continues to follow his path, one day, this exercise will completely break away from the essence of the Lingxin School. At that time, it can no longer be called Lingxin School. Heart sent exercises.

Therefore, Gu Pinglin's new exercises, which also came from the Lingxin Sect, can add a lot of color to the history of the Lingxin Sect, but his new exercises are meaningless to the Lingxin Sect.

Gu Pinglin was silent for a long time, thinking of him risking the damage of his Dao veins to test the exercises himself, and said: "Your exercises are also top-notch."

Duan Qingming said: "What I want is not first-class."

Gu Pinglin didn't taunt: "Gu Ying's swordsmanship is so wonderful in the world, it's still hard to match first-class kung fu. Only the god-level fortune-telling formula can make it shine."

"The fortune-telling formula is really exciting." Duan Qingming sighed.

"Heartbeat, why not put it into action?"

Duan Qingming didn't answer, but slightly raised his face to signal: "Here, I'm really sincere to see off the guests and send them home."

Before he knew it, the room was close in front of him. Gu Pinglin stepped up the steps and turned around to look.

"If I want it, I will take it myself. The god-level exercises are definitely more than one fortune-telling formula." The chuckle was still in my ears, and only the snow-white back was left.

The answer was expected, Gu Pinglin stood under the eaves, watching the figure disappear into the bewildered twilight.

The god-level kungfu is indeed not limited to good fortune. In his previous life, he possessed the god-level mending the sky, and he must have achieved extraordinary achievements. I don't know if he has followed in the footsteps of the ancestors of Baichuan, breaking through the realm and flying away?

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, tearing down the night curtain.

Gu Pinglin turned around slowly, opened the door and entered.