frivolous

Lingshan is located in the southeast of the Central Plains, surrounded by springs and mountains, with mountains and green mountains, and the scenery is extraordinary.

After tens of thousands of years passed by, the ancient spiritual veins underneath have not dried up, so many years ago, a great power of transformation god who came by riding a crane came here to establish a sect here.It is said in the world that there is a sect of cultivating immortals on Lingshan——Xuanyin sect. Everyone in it has a refined temperament, as if heaven and man have descended from the world. Those with poor aptitude also look forward to seeing the gods for the rest of their lives, soaking up some fairy spirit and prolonging their lives.

The Xuanyin school uses music as its edge, and hurts people invisible. In addition, the Zhen school's seven-stringed Fengqing swordsmanship, the swordsmanship is like the wind, with many changes, and is well-known in the world of self-cultivation.And because it is too mysterious, the mountain is only opened for one day every year to recruit disciples with exquisite bones.At other times, the Lingshan Mountain is closed and the fog is dense, not to mention finding the outsider masters of the Xuanyin School, it is difficult to find the way up the mountain.

However there are always exceptions.

This year, the five-yearly sectarian competition will be held here.The sect competition is exclusively for sect disciples. If young disciples stand out in the competition and get a ranking, not to mention winning the first place, it will be worth a few years of hard work.

Regarding this, the sect rules of each faction are extremely strict, not to mention the competition period, even in normal times private fighting is strictly prohibited, you must know that mutilating fellow sects is a serious crime.

But there is harmony on the surface, as long as there is no trouble, in private, these things are always indispensable.

While everyone was discussing whether this year's sect was better than Xuanyin sect's Jian Suyu or Tiandu Yunhai Liugudeng, the noise from the martial arts arena assigned to each sect's disciples for warm-up exercises attracted everyone's attention. The attention of a large group of disciples.

Liu Shixin grabbed the hem of the person in front of him and glared angrily. He shook the big knife in his waist and said, "Look at you, you can't even lift a knife. You are worthy of the Lie that is enshrined in the Yunhai Ancestral Hall in Tiandu. Ancestors, why don't you get out?"

After adulthood, Liu Minghong's physique has improved a lot compared to before. He is tall and thin, like a tall and straight green pine standing in a quiet mountain. Knife.

Liu Minghong's face was flushed red: "Let go... let go! My elder brother——"

Yunhe at the side hurried forward and tore Liu Shixin's hand, but the opponent's hands were like iron hoops, which could not be shaken at all.

Liu Shixin slammed the Xuanyin sect disciple who was obstructing him aside with force, and said in a hateful voice: "Your elder brother, your elder brother, besides holding you back, do you still remember who you are?"

"The sea of ​​clouds in the sky, Liu—Liu, Ming, Hong!" Liu Minghong was about to speak, but he felt a pain in his knee, and he knelt straight on the ground, his deep purple robe was stained with mud.

"Finally, I still know who I am." Liu Shixin sneered, "If you like to embarrass yourself, let's do it here!"

Liu Minghong clenched his teeth and clenched his fists, resisting the huge spiritual power, but he still couldn't stand up by himself.

On the outfield, many disciples of the Xuanyin sect were watching, and some even wanted to go forward to help, but they stopped when they saw a group of disciples in dark purple robes crowding behind Liu Shixin, and just helped them up. Yunhe was overthrown to the ground.

It is true that it is not easy for outsiders to intervene in Tiandu Yunhai's own affairs.

At this time, Xie Yan was dozing off in the outfield, and the snow-white jade flute hung on his waist was flickering with his snoring.He was punished by his master yesterday for being lazy in practicing swords, and was forced to carry a bucket of water for several hours.He is restless by nature, and Cang Shen even let out a drop and an hour, and it took a long time to finish.

Hearing the whispers, Xie Yan woke up leisurely, yawned, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and squeezed into the crowd.

Seeing that it was the person from the sea of ​​clouds in the sky, Xie Yan stretched his waist, not intending to meddle in this nosy business, and was about to leave when he saw a figure passing by, making him stagger a few steps to the side.

"Trouble him again, Liu Shixin, your skin is itchy, right?"

After shouting angrily, the next moment, two figures also dressed in dark purple robes fought among the crowd.The two sides swung their long knives, evenly matched, and Jin Ming intersected with bang bang.

"New wine! Be careful with new wine!" Liu Minghong, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly exclaimed.

The sea of ​​clouds, the capital of Qingjing Mountain, has always been inherited by the aristocratic family, and the disciples of the inner sect are all people with the blood of the Liu family, so their cultivation level is naturally higher than that of the disciples of the outer sect.

The two sides fought for a while, Liu Shixin kicked Pu Xinjiu out with one kick, put the knife back into its sheath. "A waste, a beggar," his eyes skipped over Yunhe, and he sneered, "There is also a fool, who is a perfect match."

"You—" Pu Xinjiu clutched his abdomen, panting, staring fiercely with his eyes, just about to yell, but Liu Minghong grabbed his arm.

Xie Yan was shocked when he heard the words, and just about to teach someone a lesson, he saw Yunhe leaning forward, raised his right hand, and sprinkled some powder on Liu Shixin.

In an instant, Liu Shixin was covered with snow-white powder, covered his eyes and wailed.

Yunhe was even more angry, and grabbed the handkerchief beside him for wiping sweat and patted it, still shouting: "I told you to bully! I told you to bully!"

Seeing this, the disciples of Tiandu Yunhai were furious, fisted and kicked, and greeted them regardless of severity.

Seeing their own family members being beaten, the people from the Xuanyin faction were not the ones who suffered, so they rushed to help.

Liu Shixin was punched several times in the abdomen, he became angry, touched the big knife in his waist, immediately unsheathed it, circled half a circle around himself, and swept it out.

Xie Yan was restraining the two disciples who were fighting each other, before he could speak, he felt a gust of knife wind blowing towards his face, unable to retreat in time, the left cheek was cut by the knife point.

Surprised, Xie Yan wiped his face, it was warm and moist, and he saw blood.

Liu Shixin was kicked in the back, staggered and threw himself on a disciple of the Xuanyin Sect, took a few more dark punches, endured the discomfort in his eyes, barely swung the knife a few times, and asked in a cold voice: "Dangtangxuan?" People from the Yin faction would actually do such despicable things like poisoning and plotting, couldn't it be that Jian Suyu won the previous sect competitions like this?"

"Shut up! Brother Jian won the honor!" Yun He had just opened his mouth, when Liu Shixin, who was watching the sound, expel a saber into his chest and coughed a few times.

"I'm not talented, Jian Suyu's defeated general, let me show you what is called the mysterious method!" Xie Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he felt the empty space behind him, he remembered that he didn't wear a sword today, and his face was suffocated.I had no choice but to secretly recall Jian Suyu's method of urging the crushed ice, hold the crushed ice, and put it to my lips——

"Thank you, Senior Brother!" The Xuanyin Sect couldn't stop them in time, and quickly closed their hearing.

Up and down the Lingshan Mountain, who doesn't know that the great disciple of the Immortal Sword, Xie Yan, is very talented in music and temperament, which disturbs people's minds and can kill people's lives.

"Zhi-zhi-zhizhizhi-" A shrill flute sound pierced the sky, and the huge spiritual power tumbling and fluctuating, startled the skylark in the mountain to scream and escape from the sky.

The people in Tiandu Yunhai were overwhelmed and hurriedly covered their ears.

"...Magic sound?" Liu Shixin frowned, covered his ears impatiently and roared, hastily blocked his hearing, and swung a knife to attack Xie Yan.

The disciples on the ground were tortured and were rolling all over the ground in pain, while the culprit, Xie Yan, looked at them innocently.Unexpectedly, there was a sneak attack behind him, Xie Yan didn't notice it for a while, and Liu Shixin's knife hilt was pressed against the back of his neck.Xie Yan was forced back half a step by the domineering spiritual power of Qingjing Mountain. He only felt a severe pain in the back of his neck, and a strange breath rushed down his spine straight to the top of his head. He couldn't hold back a mouthful of hot blood.

"But that's all." Liu Shixin said sarcastically, injecting spiritual power into the knife again, and was about to use the knife energy to blow the person in front of him away, but he saw blood on the left side of the person in front of him, and a pair of slightly raised peach blossom eyes reflected his eyes. Li couldn't restrain his murderous aura.

The lines of fire on the neck touched the blood dripping on the cheeks, emitting a blood-red gleam. Xie Yan couldn't help wiping it off, clenched the jade flute in his hand, and his eyes glowed faintly.The fingertips condensed spiritual power, and the fire pattern on the neck became even redder in an instant.

Liu Shixin had practiced Liu Family's Inner Mental Techniques for a long time, so he would not allow people to get close to him easily, but the physical skills in front of him were so fast that he felt a blur in front of his eyes, instantly sealing his big acupoints, and a strange spiritual power flooded him all of a sudden. The body, internal organs are on fire.

Xie Yan grabbed his neck, pressed the blood-stained ice against his chest, and he could take the heart a little closer. There was still blood on his face, his eyes were red, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "Tiandu Is the sea of ​​clouds and Liu Shixin?"

Liu Shixin still pressed the handle of the knife against Xie Yan's abdomen, fixed his eyes on Xie Yan, and said in disbelief, "Who are you?"

"Xuanyin is frivolous, and Jian Suyu's subordinates are defeated." Xie Yan smiled at the corner of his mouth, and pouted in Yunhe's direction, "And now, you have lost—apologize to everyone."

Liu Shixin has been pampered since he was a child, and as a respected inner disciple, he has never been bullied like this. He turned his head away and muttered bitterly: "That's all."

"I'm just an embroidered pillow." Pu Xinjiu mocked coldly.

Liu Shixin, who had a high self-esteem, was blown up by an aggressive general and wanted to draw his sword to fight again, but was severely suppressed by Xie Yan.

"What's the matter?! Xie Yan, what's the matter with your face?" Lan Yueshi, who was wearing Xuanyin's moon-white long dress, appeared in the outfield with a broken nine-section whip pinned out of place around her waist.

"Sister Yue!" Yunhe's eyes lit up, and he intermittently talked about the cause and effect.

"Being in the territory of my Xuanyin sect, I naturally have to follow the rules of the Xuanyin sect." Lan Yueshi glanced at Xie Yan's reddish eyes, bound Liu Shixin tightly with a whip, and said angrily, "Go, Take him to see the teacher's uncle."

The main hall of Xuanyin School.

Liu Shixin, who was still worried before, broke free, straightened his clothes, with a respectful expression.Xie Yan, on the other hand, wiped off the blood on his face, and looked surprised: "So private bullying is the tradition of Tiandu Yunhai?"

Taoist Feiyun is one of the elders of Tiandu Yunhai, and he is in charge of all matters related to Qingjing Mountain's participation in the sect competition. It’s just a discussion, the disciples of Xuanyin Sect can watch from the sidelines.”

What I said is that I blame them for meddling in their own business.Xie Yan's eyes glowed red, and he retorted: "The disciples of the Xuanyin sect who were watching from the wall were kicked by your disciples to cause internal injuries."

Liu Shixin pointed at the flustered Yun He, and hurriedly explained: "Uncle Master, it was the disciple who first administered the medicine to the disciple, and the disciple hurt him only when he was in a hurry."

Taoist Feiyun glanced at him, hating iron for not being strong, said: "The little competition has caused such a misunderstanding, go back and stand on your head for three days, and choose another day to apologize to the disciples of the Xuanyin sect."

Liu Shixin respectfully replied yes, then bowed his head and stepped aside, with an unconcealable smug look on his face.

It is only a small punishment for hurting someone, and the apology is only for the Xuanyin sect disciples.The matter that Liu Minghong was insulted earlier seemed to have never happened, and his heart was so biased.Everyone thought silently.

"The elders of Tiandu Yunhai are really impartial and selfless." Lan Yueshi said sarcastically, clutching the whip in her hand.

"Apologize? You have to be accepted!" Xie Yan's eyes were blushing, and he shot Liu Shixin a look, "I'm sorry, unless he apologizes to that Mr. Liu first, otherwise——"

"Otherwise, what?" Taoist Feiyun widened his eyes, swung his fly whisk, and said coldly, "Are you threatening me? Do you know what you should be guilty of for your words and deeds?"

At this time, Jian Suyu, who heard the movement, came late.Surprised by his extraordinary demeanor, everyone gasped, while the disciples of the Xuanyin Sect bowed their heads respectfully.

"Xie Yan is a member of the Xuanyin Sect, so don't bother the elders to worry about it." With a long sword on her back, Jian Suyu strode into the main hall with a sword on her back, and her eyes stopped for a moment on Xie Yan's bloody face.

The head of the Xuanyin Sect, Tian Yuanjun, is currently in retreat. His eldest disciple, Jian Suyu, is temporarily acting as the peak master. Haomiao Sword Immortal, Cangshen, is temporarily acting as the headmaster. The other elder travels around all the year round, so the Xuanyin Sect's affairs, big and small, are handled by the two of them. deal with.As soon as he said this, everyone heard the meaning of maintenance.

Taoist Feiyun was not stupid either, his face was slightly green, and he said, "Of course I believe in your sect's decision."

Xie Yan came out of the main hall, Liu Minghong dragged the reluctant Pu Xinjiu to greet him timidly: "...Brother Xie, I'm sorry."

In fact, Xie Yan didn't intend to take care of this matter in his heart. If Yunhe hadn't accidentally let him in, he could only wave his hands and say, "It's nothing. If you practice hard, you won't be bullied next time."

Liu Minghong was startled when he heard the words, bowed his head and said, "Okay."

Pu Xinjiu saw that he was poked at the sore spot, glared at Xie Yan, and pulled Liu Minghong away.

Xie Yan stood in bewilderment for a while, then turned around and saw Jian Suyu coming out of the main hall.

"Private fighting is prohibited inside the door." Jian Suyu said lightly.

"I know." He didn't mean to scold him, Xie Yan covered his face and said boldly, "But I can't help that kid talking about you behind your back. I just can't stand someone saying something bad about you -"

"Shut up!" Jian Suyu frowned, with an angry face, and reprimanded, "Nonsense talk and private fights, according to the rules of the house, go to the library to copy the rules of the house two hundred times."

After playing for a long time, he was still fined, Xie Yan gritted his teeth, only feeling that the wound on his face hurt even more.

Xie Yan didn't hold grudges, he had to avenge on the spot, so he walked out the door silently.

And behind him, the handsome sword repairer who looked like a banished fairy gently stroked the knuckles of the sword tassel in his arms, looked at his back for a long time, and sighed softly.

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