Recently, the world has become unsettled again. Although the Evil Master also made a lot of noise in the past, where can the star-absorbing magic reappear in the world to make people feel heart-stopped?
The reappearance of the Star Absorbing Technique, doesn't it mean that the former director of the Demon Cult, Wo Xing, who has disappeared for twenty years, has reappeared?
This is big news like a bolt from the blue!
Twenty years ago, when Woxing was rampant, many decent people were killed by the Demonic Cult.
Moreover, many people died under Ren Woxing's star-absorbing method. If Dongfang Bubai ranks first in martial arts, then the most feared one is Let Me Do It.
People in the world shudder when they think of their years of hard work being sucked away!
For them, death is not scary, what is scary is dying from being drained of their power.
Although Dongfang Bubai is known as the best in the world, there are only a few people who have actually seen Dongfang Bubai take action.
On the contrary, he let me do whatever he wanted. Since he appeared in the arena, he has caused a bloody storm.
Suddenly, the world was in turmoil, and the heads of various famous families were moving around frequently.
Zuo Lengchan accelerated the pace of merging the Five Mountains Sword Sect because Ren Woxing reappeared in the world.
Jingzhou didn't know any of this. He spent the past few days in Meizhuang either practicing the invisible seven-stringed sword or looking through the piano and chess scores collected in the village. Occasionally he would get into a mood and write a few strokes of ink, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
Whether he was playing the piano or writing ink, the four friends of Meizhuang were amazed and impressed by him.
On this day, Jingzhou was writing in his room. He was seen writing quickly and slowly on the fine rice paper: "Half of the setting sun comes down from the small building, and the red curtain is tilted to control the soft gold hook."
At this time, Huang Zhonggong knocked on the door outside and whispered: "Sir, there is news in Hengyang City."
"Come in," Jing Zhou replied casually, then started to write and ink. After a while, he added two more sentences on the paper:
"Leaning on the railing, I can't feel sad. Someone smiled and said something, and I was very romantic even with light makeup and dark black. I was shy when I saw someone, but I turned around."
After Huang Zhonggong came in, he stood behind Jing Zhou, looking at the words on the rice paper and admiring them quietly.
Although he likes music the most, he is also very interested in this poem.
What he saw was that the handwriting on the paper was erratic, with sharp edges hidden in the folds, which made people feel soul-stirring when they looked at it.
Although Yique Xiaoci is not as good as Linjiangxian and Huanxisha written by Jingzhou before, it still has a certain emotional appeal, which is better than the delicate emotions and sincere feelings.
After Jingzhou released Ren Woxing, the four brothers were initially worried about Ren Woxing's revenge, but for several days afterwards, there was no trace of Ren Woxing.
This actually made a few people feel completely relieved, and they felt even more grateful to Master Jixie.
In the past few days, the four of them had been drinking, playing the harp, and discussing poetry with Jing Zhou. They felt more at ease than before, when they were living on tenterhooks.
If possible, Huang Zhonggong would like to stay here by the West Lake until his death.
A few people could not have imagined that the evil-fighting master with a reputation for killing people in the world was actually an elegant man!
Proficient in all things piano, chess, calligraphy and painting!
Especially this word, the four friends of Meizhuang all admired it greatly.
After the bald pen man saw Jingzhou's thin gold pen, he stayed up all night admiring the calligraphy.
Jingzhou put down his pen and turned around and asked, "So, Liu Zhengfeng wants to wash his hands in a golden basin?"
Although he didn't know how Jingzhou knew about it, Huang Zhonggong still replied: "As the young master said, Liu Zhengfeng of the Hengshan Sect suddenly announced in the world that he wanted to wash his hands in a golden basin, and invited all fellow Jianghu people to come and watch the ceremony."
"Liu Zhengfeng thought simply. He donated a guerrilla general, thinking that he would withdraw from the world by joining the imperial court. It's a pity that he has an official position but does not have any real power in his hands. How can he be feared by others!"
"How can it be so easy to wash hands in this golden basin? The world's most powerful people are like my generation, and the time has passed since I entered the world!"
Huang Zhonggong was puzzled and asked: "Master, what you mean is that washing hands in this golden basin will cause accidents?"
Jingzhou smiled and said: "What if you are a member of the Sun Moon God Sect and want to quit the religion? Although the Wuyue Sword Sect is not a god's religion, it has done better than the Sun Moon God Sect in some aspects! There is going to be a storm in this world. Got it!"
"In that case, I will send another wind, sir, to make it blow even stronger!"
Huang Zhonggong was thoughtful. If he followed the young master's words, the Five Mountains Sword Sect would definitely not let Liu Zhengfeng withdraw from the arena easily.
Jingzhou was also very interested in the Songshan sect's long-planned matter of washing hands in a golden basin.
Since the Songshan Sect had a good idea and wanted to make Liu Zhengfeng surrender through this matter so as to merge with the Hengshan Sword Sect, Jingzhou refused to let him have his way.
Jinpen washes his hands, Jingzhou has been waiting for this day.
For some reason, Jingzhou felt a sense of urgency in his heart when he thought of washing his hands in a golden basin and drinking blood with a long sword.
If Zuo Lengchan wants to be the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains Alliance, he has to see if Jing Zhoutong agrees!
This world has been quiet for too long, and it needs to be lively now!
Only in the chaotic world can Ren Woxing speed up the pace of winning people's hearts, and only in this way can Ren Woxing find trouble in Dongfang Bubai as soon as possible.
Besides, the Songshan sect’s previous round of attacks on him has not yet been settled!
Huang Zhonggong frowned, and after a while he whispered: "Sir, if you wash your hands in this golden basin, I'm afraid many righteous people will go there. If you go alone, won't you suffer a loss?"
After getting along with each other for a period of time, Huang Zhonggong respected the person in front of him more and more, and unconsciously became worried about Jingzhou's safety.
"Hahaha, you are overthinking. This golden basin washes hands. Although there are many people gathered in the righteous path, how many of these righteous people are not selfish?"
"Even if they want to seize the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique, everyone will try their best. If they encounter trouble, even if they cannot defeat them, I am still confident that they can escape."
"Besides, I may not be the one to go there alone. Elder Na Quyang will probably not be able to bear the temper and not go to Hengyang City."
Huang Zhonggong thought for a moment and felt that the young master was right. Aren't the majority of people in the right path just hypocrites?
Everyone was shouting loudly, but when something happened, no one could help. Instead, fighting among themselves was common.
Decades ago, the divine sect dispatched ten elders to besiege Huashan, but in the end, even if Huashan won, what would happen?
Didn't the entire sect eventually decline due to fire?
The Divine Religion did not destroy Huashan. What is ridiculous is that the Huashan Sect of Nuo Da was destroyed by internal fighting!
But for some reason, Qu Yang is involved again?
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Hengshan city
On this day, the sun was scorching like fire, and the earth was baked without any moisture. Occasionally, horses galloped across the road, raising a cloud of dust.
The domineering sunshine in the sky hangs down, making those who shine can't open their eyes.
Farmers are unwilling to go out to work in such weather, and hide at home drinking tea to avoid the heat.
But on a day like this, the city of Hengyang was abuzz with people, people from all walks of life were shouting, and people from small sects gathered in the city with the scorching sun above their heads, as if it was a martial arts conference.
Crowded!
The teahouses and restaurants were already full of people, and there were no vacancies in the inns ten miles away.
These Jianghu comrades gathered together, but they came to participate in Liu Zhengfeng's golden basin to wash his hands.
In the past, Liu Zhengfen was a man of righteousness and philanthropic, and gained a reputation as Mr. Liu Sanye. Many people in the world were favored by him. In addition, he was already strong in martial arts. Therefore, he washed his hands in a golden basin and gathered together. so many people.
Some people come here to help in the boxing, some people come here to watch the excitement, and some people come here to gain experience with their juniors. . .
