Pang Xiongxin leaned over and whispered: "Master, if you had this look back then, even if you couldn't beat Cai Pingshu at the World's Best Young Masters Conference, you would still come out on top."
"Shut up!" Song Shijun almost turned his nose in anger. If the situation hadn't allowed him to do so, he would have really wanted to turn around and beat up his little brother, which would have wasted the friendship he had given him since he was a child to take him to the flower house to see the world!
Li Yuanmin, who was standing by the door of Zhengyuan Hall, was a little confused: "Where are Chen Qing, Zhang He, and Situ Ancheng? Why haven't they come yet?"
The disciple on the side cupped his hands and said, "Senior brother, for some reason early this morning, those seven or eight disciples suffered from diarrhea and are now resting in the room."
Li Yuanmin's heart tightened: "Did someone poison me?"
"I don't think so." The disciple scratched his head, "If you want to poison us, you should target the first disciples. Why would you poison those disciples who have just started? Let alone only seven or eight disciples. What's the use? They sleep seven or eight people in one room. I guess they ate something unclean in the room and ended up like this."
Li Yuanmin felt relieved, asked the other disciples to guard outside the hall, and led the four first junior disciples inside.
Qi Yunke looked around. Except for his daughter and second disciple Dai Fengchi, who had not gotten up yet because they spoke ill of people too late last night, everyone else was here.
He cleared his throat and said, "The demonic sect has been wreaking havoc on the world for two hundred years. Fortunately, the world's martial arts righteousness supports justice. Although it has been through many dangers, it has finally ensured peace in the world. With the blessing of the three pure gods, the Beichen ancestor has a spirit, and we, the unscrupulous disciples, are here The leader of the Demon Cult, Mu Qingyan, was captured a few days ago. He should have been executed, which would be very satisfying, but after all, his evil deeds have not been shown. Beichen disciples, out of benevolence and righteousness, have now decided to abolish his Danyuan Meridian! Leader Mu, from now on you will How about you rest quietly among our Beichen Six Sects?"
Mu Qingyan said: "No."
Qi Yunke said in a good voice: "Then how are you doing?"
Mu Qingyan: "Loosen the chains and let me go."
Everyone:...
Seeing Mu Qingyan sitting in the middle, Yang Heying had long been displeased. At this moment, he shouted: "Mu, get up and answer me!"
Song Yuzhi frowned: "He is too seriously injured and cannot stand."
Yang Heying grinned and said: "Then let him kneel and lie down!"
Song Yushang took a step forward: "Master Yang is also the leader of a sect, why are you so ungrateful!"
"Okay, okay." Song Shijun hurriedly came out to smooth things over, "You all should stop saying a few words. Sect Master Qi is in charge of important matters, so no one else can interrupt."
Yang Heying thought that he would need help later, so he suppressed his anger and sat back. Pang Xiongxin also pulled Song Yuzhi to the Guangtianmen seat in time.
Qi Yunke touched his chin and said in a loud voice: "Okay, okay, everyone, please be patient. Senior Brother Li, please put on the needle."
Li Wenxun clasped his fists, turned around and ordered his disciples to bring the things up.
Song Yuzhi said angrily: "In the past, my father always taught us to be proactive in everything, to be brave enough to be the first, and to let others hear our voice no matter what we do. Why have I been dormant these past few days and don't even let me say anything?"
"My little ancestor, I'm doing this for your own good." Song Shijun lowered his voice, "Everything between a man and a woman must be done at a high level, and it must not be taken lightly. If you rush to protect Mu Qingyan, then Zhaozhao will ask you to help rescue Mu Qingyan." , Do you agree? It’s just right now. Even if Zhaozhao asks you for help in the future, it will be very difficult for you to agree, so Zhaozhao will remember your situation, not to mention..."
"Besides what?" Song Yuzhi bit his lip slightly.
Song Shijun quickly glanced at the three members of the Cai family diagonally opposite, and whispered: "I always feel that Zhao Zhao's reaction is not quite right."
"What's wrong?" Pang Xiongxin was also very curious.
"Whether this child is like her aunt or Ning Xiaofeng, she should not accept her fate so easily - her sweetheart is going to be deposed, but she neither resists fiercely nor scolds us and bursts into tears. She is too good, something is wrong. ." Song Shijun said.
Pang Xiongxin interrupted: "Maybe Miss Cai looks like Valley Master Cai?"
"Then she wouldn't have had any trouble with Mu in the first place!" Song Shijun said, "Oh, it would be great if Zhao Zhao were like her father Cai Pingchun, steady, restrained, and calm and self-possessed."
Song Yuzhi made a serious face: "Zhaozhao doesn't look like anyone else, just like herself."
At this time, Li Wenxun's disciples came up with a tray. On it were more than a dozen shining golden needles. Each needle was as long as a palm and as thick as a grain of rice. There was also a ferocious golden owl hovering at the end of the needle. Just imagine how thick and long it was. It would be frightening to have a golden needle pierce into the human body.
It is not just a matter of using internal force to destroy the meridians. Otherwise, when masters use their palms to fight against internal force, the winner will be able to destroy the loser. Unless there is a huge difference in skill, in actual operation, you must first use golden needles to fix the major points on the person's body to prevent the meridians and alchemy movement from resisting, and then pour in absolutely strong internal force to completely destroy the alchemy meridians.
Most martial arts sects will only use this kind of torture device when dealing with disciples who have betrayed the sect but are not guilty enough to die.
Of course, Li Wenxun would not carry a complete set of needles with him. The current set was borrowed from Taichu Guan.
Li Yuanmin snorted dissatisfied, and Li Wenxun gave him a cold look - before using it, he asked Fan Xingjia to check it carefully, and sure enough he found that the needle was smeared with poison.
"Master, please." Li Wenxun presented the tray.
Qi Yunke stood up, picked up the first golden needle and walked towards Mu Qingyan - everyone in the hall held their breath.
"Wait a minute," a girl's voice said, "Master, please stop."
Everyone followed the sound and saw that it was Cai Zhao.
Song Shijun was especially excited - he knew, he knew, how could things end so easily?
"Zhaozhao!" Ning Xiaofeng stood up and shouted at her daughter, "The matter has been settled, don't make trouble."
Cai Zhaoduan knelt upright in front of Qi Yunke and said plaintively: "Master, please, don't do this!"
Qi Yunke hated the fact that iron could not become steel: "Silly girl! This is already the best way to save his life!"
Cai Zhao's eyes were sincere: "No, Master, I know him. If his Danyuan Meridian is disabled, it will be more uncomfortable for him than killing him."
"Zhaozhao!" Ning Xiaofeng shouted anxiously.
Mu Qingyan's face moved for the first time after entering the palace. His expression tightened, "Zhaozhao..."
Cai Zhao turned back and smiled at him, "Don't be afraid, there is always a way - I won't trick you this time."
Mu Qingyan was stunned for a moment, as if she had never heard this sentence before. By the way, she had said the same thing on the Hanhai Mountains, but she had to cut her off with him when she turned around.
In the Zhengyuan Hall, everyone had different expressions, including anxiety, worry, disdain, and contempt.
"No!" Qi Yunke's face turned livid, "If we don't destroy him, I'm afraid he will have long nights and many dreams. The person named Mu is not a wimp like Nie Zhe. When he matures, he will become a serious problem for the Six Beichen Sects!"
"Master, are you really unwilling?" Cai Zhao begged again.
Qi Yunke made up his mind: "No!"
Cai Zhao raised his head with a sad expression: "Master, I will not just watch him be tortured and become a cripple..."
As she spoke, she pulled out a dagger in her hand, and before everyone could recover, they saw her stabbing her abdomen heavily, causing her whole body to curl up in pain.
Qi Yunke's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly went to help the young disciple huddled in front of him.
Li Wenxun, who was standing closest to his seat, hurriedly grabbed it. Song Shijun and Zhou Zhizhen, who were seated next, also came forward and backward. Ning Xiaofeng, who should have been the most anxious, was stunned for a moment. He felt that the dagger seemed familiar, as if his daughter had played with it before. .
However, before she could open her mouth, her husband beside her rushed anxiously to see her daughter.
"Silly boy, you can't say anything slowly, let's..."
Just as Qi Yunke said the word 'We', there was an unexpected bang, and Cai Zhao pushed out his palms very quickly, hitting him on the lower abdomen.
This unexpected change happened so suddenly that everyone in the hall was stunned. Rao Qiyunke, who was very powerful, was caught off guard. Firstly, he thought Cai Zhao had committed suicide and was very upset. Secondly, he never dreamed that the little girl he had grown up with would attack him.
Qi and blood surged, and he felt severe pain in his Dantian. What Cai Zhao hit him was clearly the Luoyinggu family's internal force that had been improved by Cai Pingshu.
Qi Yunke lowered his head in confusion and saw that the dagger that fell to the ground was equipped with a magic spring that is common in the world - it turned out that Cai Zhao's suicide just now was fake.
He took two steps back, collapsed and sat down, and spat out a mouthful of blood on the seat.
"Master!" Li Wenxun shouted sharply. He reacted the fastest. He jumped up several times and waved his palm towards Cai Zhao.
Unexpectedly, Cai Zhao reached into her waist bag with both hands and found out something. Along with an extremely strong and strange smell, she caught some shiny objects between the fingers of her hands and kept flying them in all directions with the technique of willow leaf darts.
There was a constant sound of scoffing, and thin green needles flew through the air and pierced into the person's body.
Li Wenxun shouted: "No, it's Luanpo Needle!"
Because he was closest to Cai Zhao, he was hit by several Luanpo needles in three vital parts of his neck, chest and abdomen. He fell heavily from the air and lay on the ground unable to move. Given the depth of his cultivation, all the disciples around him who had been hit by random needles collapsed to the ground.
Ding Zhuo received seven or eight injections and passed out immediately.
There was chaos in the main hall, and there was a loud noise from the disciples outside the hall, shouting to rush in.
Soon after, Cai Zhao shot out a black round iron egg from both cuffs. One flew far to the entrance of the hall, and the other shot towards the roof beams in the back half of the hall. With the roar, There were two loud bangs, and a thought flashed in everyone's mind - "Rainstorm and Thunder" again!
However, these two Thunderstorm Thunderbolts were just the introduction. Several Thunderstorm Thunderbolts were buried in advance at the entrance and roof beams of the hall. After being ignited, the sound of rumbling thunder came one after another and was heard continuously. For a while, the Zhengyuan Hall was filled with thick smoke and the bricks and tiles were scattered.
Yang Heying and Li Yuanmin were already at the back of the queue, but when they saw Cai Zhao committing suicide, they were not in a hurry. However, they were stopped by the series of explosions. They couldn't help but move left and right amid the roaring explosions and flying wood and rocks.
Although Cai Pingchun's seat was opposite to that of Yang Heying, as soon as he saw his daughter committing suicide, he rushed over and was not blocked by the explosion. Unexpectedly, he just took two breaths, and a numbing feeling rose from his Dantian, followed by a burst of Dizziness hit him and he could barely stand.
"Brother Xiaochun!" Ning Xiaofeng quickly stepped forward and helped her husband drag him to the wall to sit down.
She checked her husband's pulse with one hand and exclaimed, "Xiao Yu Su Ma San! Brother Xiaochun, when did you get this?!"
——She prepared this medicine herself!
What's more powerful than the ordinary Su Ma San powder on the market is that as long as those who take this medicine don't exercise their power, they won't notice it at all. But as soon as the Qi Luck Gong is mentioned, the effect of the medicine will take effect, and all the energy will be lost in a short period of time. But she didn't take this medicine out of Luoying Valley at all. She only gave her daughter a few large bottles of self-defense when she went to Jiuli Mountain to study. Could it be...
Cai Pingchun looked at his daughter in front of him, his heart brightening.
The daughter knew very well the time when her mother was dressing up, so she deliberately chose that time to come, and when she turned her back, she poured some Suma powder into the tea. She wasn't looking at her tea bowl and the window in a daze, but was counting how much tea she drank and how long it would take for the powder to take effect.
The couple looked at each other blankly, with confusion in each other's eyes.
——What should my daughter do next?
Zhou Zhizhen, who was sitting in the first seat to the left of Qi Yunke, should have been shot with many chaotic needles. However, Li Wenxun, who rushed in the same direction as him, was even more fierce. Cai Zhao had to shoot him a few more needles, so There are fewer chaotic needles aimed at Zhou Zhizhen.
A shower of needles came flying, Zhou Zhizhen reflexively waved his sleeves to resist, and finally found that he only received one needle in his left arm. His skill was not inferior to that of Qi Yunke. He immediately held his breath and quickly tapped several large acupuncture points on himself with flying fingers of his right hand, blocking the spread of the Luanpo needle's medicinal properties. Then he gritted his teeth and pulled out the Luanpo needle on his left arm.
"Zhaozhao, don't be confused!" Zhou Zhizhen threw the pulled Luanpo needle on the ground, unsheathed his sword, and determined to capture the girl.
Cai Zhao didn't know when she bit a small golden whistle in her mouth. She blew the whistle quickly and pressed it on her waist. Golden-red light flashed out, and she raised her sword to respond.
——However, the strange thing is that no matter how hard she blows the whistle, the golden whistle seems to make no sound.
Song Shijun, who was about the same distance from Zhou Zhizhen on the other side, had no one to help disperse the chaotic needles. Chichichichi was shot four or five times. Although the needles were not as critical as Li Wenxun's, they still stumbled to the ground.
Song Yuzhi only got one shot because his father was in front of him. After luckily pulling out the chaos needle, he left his father to Pang Xiongxin who was behind him. He was about to step forward to help Zhou Zhizhen capture Cai Zhao, but found that his father was firmly holding the hem of his clothes from behind.
"Father, what are you doing!" He was furious.
Song Shijun pulled his son back with force and lowered his voice: "Do you want to marry Zhaozhao or not? If you want, just listen to your father. In fact, it would be better if the surnamed Mu ran away. Let's not do anything at this moment. Come on, pretend it's on you." I can’t move due to the poisonous effects of the Luanpo needle! Old Liu, please help hold this kid down!”
While the Song father and son were talking nonsense, Cai Zhao and Zhou Zhizhen were already fighting over there.
Although Cai Zhao is extremely talented and has Cai Pingshu's ten years of education, Zhou Zhizhen also became famous at a young age, and his decades of cultivation are no small matter. It's just that Cai Zhao went all out with his sword, but Zhou Zhizhen was worried about not wanting to hurt the little girl, so he had to show mercy. As a result, the two of them fought to a close in a short period of time.
Zhou Zhizhen gradually became anxious and used up nine points of energy. Suddenly the sword edge crossed across, the sword energy was mingled with green and rainbow, and the sword pierced Cai Zhao's elbow with a scoff, and said in a deep voice: "I'll capture Zhao Zhao if he doesn't let go!"
Cai Zhao bit the whistle tightly and advanced with the sword again, but her moves suddenly changed, becoming gentle, leisurely, and elegant.
Zhou Zhizhen was stunned, this was clearly the family swordsmanship of Peiqiong Villa. His heart trembled slightly. By the way, he had taught Cai Pingshu a few swordsmanship moves of the Zhou family when they were childhood sweethearts. He thought she would teach them to his niece.
Cai Zhao replaced the sword with a sword, and the blade trembled slightly. For a moment, there were shadows of swords in all directions. This was the "Moon Shadow by the Lake" in the Zhou family's swordsmanship.
Zhou Zhizhen's mind was in confusion, and he fended off randomly with his sword. Unexpectedly, Cai Zhao turned around and resisted, then turned around and used the "Moon Shadow by the Lake" move.
"Zhaozhao, what are you doing!" Zhou Zhizhen's face darkened.
