one
Yue Ying's beautiful eyes widened and she hid behind Xie Xiangcai with some fear.
The Sword-Raising Pavilion shook violently, and a moment later, hundreds of bright long swords came out of their scabbards and all floated above Xie Xiangcai's head.
Xie Xiangcai's face was full of pride, thinking to himself, "Master, I have been serving you guys diligently for a long time, and now I know how to repay my kindness!"
His fingers immediately felt aggrieved and he spit out "Go".
Hundreds of long swords were hanging in the air, making no movement or making any waves.
Xie Xiangcai frowned slightly, then said "Go" again.
The long swords suddenly buzzed, then they all reversed direction and hit the young man hard with their hilts.
On the side, Yue Ying, who had been hiding away for a long time, couldn't help laughing when she saw such a scene. She quickly turned her head away and snickered.
After a long while, Prime Minister Xie got up from the ground with a bruised face and a bruised face. The hundreds of long swords in the air buzzed triumphantly again, and in the blink of an eye, they were swept into the scabbards in the sword pavilion, and they were as quiet as before.
Yueying walked forward with a smile, stuck her head out and looked at the boy whose face was swollen like a pig's head, and said with a suppressed smile, "That move you just made was really wonderful!"
Prime Minister Xie stomped the ground glumly, said "I won't serve you", and then rushed back to the room angrily.
Yueying and Xie Xiangcai sat in the house for half an hour, chatting and reminiscing about old times, then they walked towards their residence with their luggage.
She refused Xie Xiangcai's offer. Firstly, the other party's current appearance was indeed a bit invisible, and secondly, Yueying really didn't want to meet that annoying second lady of the Feng family again.
Yueying was born in Xiyun City and grew up in Dongfeng City. Naturally, she knew the strength and status of Qingmeng City. She also knew in her heart the background of the Feng family that could occupy a place in such a large Qingmeng City.
If we look at her appearance alone, Yue Ying is confident that she can compete with Feng Xin, and even more confident that she can beat him.
But judging from her life background, Yueying couldn't hold her head up in front of Feng Xin.
The girl walked on the dimly lit path, feeling very disappointed.
She went through all kinds of hardships to come to Qingmeng Academy, just to be able to stay with Xie Xiangcai for more time, and wait for him to open up the knot in his heart and be able to finally say to herself the words that he had been holding in his heart for a long time.
But the girl never thought that Feng Xin with ulterior motives would come out halfway, and he would be so dazzling that she could not compete with him.
Xie Xiangcai has a majestic appearance and superb martial arts skills, and is a direct disciple of the Lord of Qingmeng City. Whether it is in terms of strength or status, she, a woman born in a brothel, is beyond the reach of her.
I have never known sorrow in this life, and I am most afraid of seeing tenderness.
two
In the early morning of the next day, Prime Minister Xie had just recovered from the injuries caused by the group beating after a night of exercise.
He put on a neat long gown, pretended to be a student, and slipped out of the school among a group of people.
Prime Minister Xie felt a little sad for a moment. He didn't expect that the trick he used to escape from Xie's mansion when he was a child was still being used now.
After leaving the school, Xie Xiang felt relaxed all over.
In the school on weekdays, although there were not many people hanging around Yangjian Pavilion, Xiang Xie could feel that there were several eyes staring at his corner. Presumably they were the old guys in the Presbytery who had a lot of prejudice against him. Monitor yourself at all times to avoid anything going wrong.
Xie Xiangcai walked along the alley and onto the street, walking aimlessly.
The main road of Qingmeng City is extremely spacious, even wider than the Eighth Avenue, but it is still much smaller than the Emperor's Nineth Avenue.
Immortal Immortal, the lord of Qingmeng City, is second only to the Emperor in the Daqing Dynasty, and his status is evident.
Even when the dignified military prime minister saw the old naughty master Xie Xiangcai, although he did not have to kneel and kowtow, he could not avoid bending down to salute.
Xie Xiangcai spent a few and a half days wandering around Qingmeng City, but he only visited three or four streets around the school, and he had not been to further places.
The streets, alleys, and alleys in Qingmeng City are very carefully named, each with its own charm.
For example, the alley where the entrance of the school is located is called "Shuran" alley. When you reach the end, you will find a suddenly bright and unique cave.
Walk along Huoran Lane to the main road, turn into the first intersection on the left, and you will arrive at Wuyi Lane.
It is said that the sunset at the entrance of Wuyi Alley is very graceful. This was originally a Yangguan Avenue leading to the Wang family, a wealthy family. However, since the perverse Immortal Immortal took office, this road was changed into a small alley, and the Wang family also It has been in decline ever since.
Xie Xiangcai had entered this Wuyi Alley a few days ago. The stone walls on both sides could just outline an interesting arc in the setting sun.
He also took a look at the Wang family's old house at the end of the alley. It was a little dilapidated, but the sparrows had already made their home in groups.
Immortal Immortal dislikes the so-called aristocratic families the most. He always feels that the guys in those families speak with a sigh of relief, are arrogant and rude, and look down upon others.
Therefore, the first of the three fires that he started when he took office was to burn down the wealthy families in Qingmeng City who were specially installed by the capital.
The Xie family, whose strength was almost the same as that of the old Wang family, also suffered a complete decline in the "catastrophe" of that year. The last few clan members could not stand the cruel tactics of the old city lord, and moved towards another city thousands of miles away with lingering fear.
Xie Xiangcai was excited as he walked. He was glad that he had voted for the Xie family in the Northern Territory. If he had voted for this Xie family, I'm afraid...
The young man walked nearly a thousand steps on the avenue that ran through Qingmeng City from the north to the south, and then changed direction at will and walked into an alley named "Longquan".
Longquan Alley is extremely deep, with a distance of dozens of feet. It becomes narrower from the entrance to the end, and the light changes from bright to dark.
Xie Xiangcai's heartbeat suddenly stopped, and his palms involuntarily grabbed the sword at his waist.
"Whoosh——"
A blurry black shadow tore through the sky and flew towards Xie Xiangcai.
It is a three-inch flying sword in the sleeve, the whole body is black and gold in color, with a cold light.
The flying sword instantly broke through Xie Xiangcai's defense line, and finally stopped an inch in front of his forehead amid his shocked eyes.
"Who is coming?"
A hoarse voice came from the end of the alley.
Xie Xiangcai took a step back, and the flying sword lost control and fell to the ground. The "clang" sound was extremely harsh.
The young man bent slightly to salute, cupped his hands and said solemnly, "Xue Tang, thank you, Prime Minister."
"Eighth Young Master."
The sound at the end of the alley was not unexpected.
"Come in, walk five steps away from the end of the alley, protect your body with sword energy, and you can pass through the barrier."
The hoarse voice fell slowly. After a moment, the young man inserted his sword back and walked towards the end.
When he was only five steps away from the dark place at the end, the young man suddenly protected his body with fierce sword energy, and with a flash of his body, he broke through the restraint and entered the slightly fluctuating barrier.
His vision blurred for a while, and when he regained his sight again, he was standing on a path in a wheat field.
Xie Xiangcai clicked his tongue in surprise, not expecting that there was more than just a cave in Qingmeng City called the academy.
Suddenly there was the sound of iron hammering in his ears, and he followed the sound. Outside the wheat field path, in front of a thatched house, an old man with his head level with the roof was hammering iron with his bare hands.
Every time the hammer in his hand falls, the surrounding space is shattered.
After being broken, it quickly recovers.
three
Xie Xiangcai felt the chills all over his body. He stomped back ten steps and almost plunged into the wheat field.
The shirtless old man who was cutting iron tilted his head slightly, squinted at the young man who fell on the ground in the distance, and said in a hoarse voice, "Except for Lao Qi, all of Hu Jie's disciples seem to be cowards."
Prime Minister Xie was stunned for a moment, then suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, stood up on the ground, dusted off his clothes, and walked towards the old man in front of the thatched cottage.
In a flash of lightning, the old man hammered the iron block ninety-nine and eighty-one times, then threw it into a vat of cold water not far away, touched his hands on the rag at his feet, and stood up.
The old man stood up, and the thatched cottage that was far taller than a person suddenly became extremely compact, with the roof only reaching his chest.
Xie Xiangcai came to the old man, raised his neck and looked at the other person's chin, bent slightly and saluted, "Junior Xie Xiangcai, I have met the old man."
The old man didn't take it seriously and picked up a boulder weighing about three hundred kilograms from the side of the thatched house. He dropped it at the young man's feet with a "bang" and said angrily, "Sit down. Everyone in the school looks the same and is well-dressed." , he looks like a human when he does things, but behind his back he is worse than a dog!"
Xie Xiangcai was scolded by this Zhisang scolding Huai, and his face became a little hot. He smiled awkwardly, and then sat down on the boulder behind him cautiously.
The old man sat on the ground and asked Xie Xiangcai, "Why do you want to enter Longquan Lane?"
Xie Xiangcai was choked by the other party's words. He was about to organize his words, but he still felt it was inappropriate. After pondering for a moment, he felt a little less confident and said, "Do whatever you want."
The old man chuckled and was not annoyed. Instead, he nodded with satisfaction, "What a person who can do whatever he wants! Since it is fate, it is the best! Originally, Hu Jie wanted you to come to me in a year, but now it seems that you don't need to Got it!"
After saying this, he stood up, and the entire small cave sky shook in an instant.
Xie Xiangcai looked horrified, feeling that all the original power of the cave was rushing toward the old man's fists.
The old man took a step closer to the young man, punched out, and the space collapsed.
"Xie Xiangcai, your master Hu Jie asked me to give you three punches. Whether you can take these three punches depends on your luck!"
Xie Xiangcai felt a chill go down his spine. For a warrior as powerful as the old man in front of him, he didn't need a single punch to make his body explode and his consciousness destroyed with just one finger.
The young man couldn't help but scold his mother in his mind. He was a cheap master. If he really didn't like him, he could come to the school and punch him in person!
My own master can be somewhat merciful when he beats his own disciples, but now it's an outsider who doesn't know each other. What if this blind fist really beats him to death?
The old man said nothing nonsense, strode forward, and raised his fist, which was about the same size as Xie Xiangcai's head.
In an instant, the cave was spinning and the day and night were reversed.
Xie Xiangcai, who had no choice but to retreat, activated all the original power in his martial roots at this moment, and even used the lifelong cultivation of his ancestors stored in Baihui to apply it all to himself, forcing his strength to break through the six realms.
However, in the eyes of the old man, these six realms of cultivation are nothing more than a frog in a well sitting on the ground looking at the sky, a millet and a mayfly trying to shake a tree.
"Boy, this is the first punch!"
With a punch thrust out, the space in front of Xie Xiangcai completely collapsed. In an instant, huge pressure poured towards his body, forming a vacuum in an instant and pressing his body heavily to the ground.
The head of the ridge here sank dozens of feet into the ground with this punch. Xie Xiangcai's chest was also sunk in, and all the ribs between the ribcages were broken and no one was spared.
The boy's breath was stuck in his throat, and he was depressed.
The old man jumped down from the pit and stood beside Xie Xiangcai. He looked down at the young man's embarrassed appearance and said without changing his expression, "This is the first punch that will break all your muscles and bones."
Then, the old man raised his fist and faced the young man.
"The second punch will end your inheritance."
The fist fell and the wind roared loudly.
The boy coughed violently and spit out a large mouthful of blood, which was mixed with broken internal organs.
"etc……"
The old man's fast-falling fist stopped in mid-air, his expression stagnant.
"how?"
Xie Xiangcai tried his best to open one eye. He tried his best to raise an arm, stretched out two fingers, put them together to form a sword, and lightly hit the old man's thigh.
The old man was stunned for a moment, and then his fist landed heavily on Xie Xiangcai's head.
"boom--"
The boy's head bloomed, and blood immediately splattered everywhere.
Feeling the young man's gradually dissipating breath, the old man turned his head and spat into the mud to the side, clapped his hands and said, "It seems that he can't withstand the third punch..."
He flicked his wrist, then picked up one of the boy's feet and jumped towards the pit.
"The boss, the second, the third...the fifth and the sixth all took one punch. Only the seventh and the eighth took two punches. They can be regarded as taking advantage of the old immortal Hu Jie..."
The old man moved his other hand in the direction of the thatched cottage, and a cauldron half as tall as a man flew out and landed on the ground.
He fumbled for several small bottles from his waist, poured the colorful liquids inside into a large cauldron, and then threw the young man's bloody body into it like trash.
Then, the old man chopped a few pieces of wood and stuffed them under the furnace. He slightly bent his palms, and a golden flame rose up and dived into the pile of firewood spiritually.
The young man covered in blood, with his spiritual soul remaining in this small cave, once again slipped into the unknown long river of time, and returned upstream to the seven orifices of the original owner.
The golden flames under the furnace burned the seemingly ordinary firewood. The young man was naked on top of the furnace, and the blood and injuries on his skin turned into white gas and climbed into the air under the burning of the flames.
In Longquan Alley, the body of the young man in white shirt remained motionless on the spot, and even the Fengyun Sword at his waist did not move at all.
The passers-by were a little confused about the situation. After a while, someone walked up to the young man and patted him on the shoulder. However, the young man remained motionless and even his breathing stopped quietly.
In the school, in a small pavilion, Elder Guan Jie stood reluctantly behind the podium, holding a book and reading the words on it carelessly.
"The four realms are detached, the intention is to seek detachment, and it will not be broken or established, and it will rise from here."
Time flies outside the cave, and the days above the ridge are like years.
