"Okay, it's already rare to advance twenty places, so why worry about it." Feng Jing said comfortingly in a wing of the Famen disciple courtyard. Each of the Famen disciples has a separate courtyard. "Sister is right. I had to practice hard for a long time to reach the top rank in the Northern School. Mu Ziyun, you got to the top of the 20th and you still cried with the eldest sister. Take your hand away from the eldest sister, let go!" "...When did I cry? Hey I said Huzi, there is a dominatrix named Tong Hong in your northern sect?" "Let go first! Well, there is one, that is my senior sister, the only female disciple of the Dimen Northern Sect." Feng Jing was a little surprised, "There are still female disciples at Dimen?"
"That's right," Mu Ziyun said angrily, "That woman is in her mid-twenties, older than my eldest sister. She has no womanliness at all. Even if she goes crazy, even ten tigers can't pull her back." Feng Jing heard this and said angrily, " The eldest sister is very old, otherwise she wouldn't be your eldest sister." "Uh..." "Nonsense, the eldest sister is very young." "Oh, the eldest sister understands that most of my best friends who are the same age as me are already married, and some are even mothers. Many of them are They said the eldest sister is an old woman." "They fart." Huzi stood up, his neck turned red, "A martial arts student, a woman, who is not an old woman, why should I say eldest sister." Phew, hahahaha...
Mu Ziyun came to a room in the Yumen Presbytery, "Master, are you looking for me?" "Well, sit down." Yang Qing has not looked older in many years, but he is still as thin. Mu Ziyun sat on the chair, "You know why you failed?" "Is that so?" Yang Qing said quickly, "I know, it's because the disciple didn't practice enough." "Haha" Yang Qing took a sip of tea, "You have been practicing martial arts with me since you were a child. It's true to say that the training is not hard. If you say it's not enough for Yumen No disciple can catch up with you yet."
"But why should I..." Mu Ziyun was really unconvinced. "Ziyun" Yang Qing sat upright, "You have been at the bottom of the Northern sect for five years, so you don't know some things. The Northern sect is actually divided into two categories. The dividing line is at the 20th place, and after the 20th place is the Yu The proud son of the sect, the sharpest among the disciples, and the warriors of Qingshan Peak twenty years ago." "What? What are the warriors?"
"Oh, Ziyun, as a sect that transmits martial arts, if you want to pass on the martial arts, you must not only have endless knowledge, but also have regular combat power. Qingshan Mountain Peak is not a small sect. This area is indeed dominated by Qingshan Mountain Mountain. But there are thousands of sects in Huzhou, and most of them are small sects established by disciples who came out of the old sect. For example, Baishamen and Luohutang came out of Yumen and Dimen of Qingshan Mountain, and thousands of There are nine sects in the sect that are as famous as Qingshan Mountain, and ten old sects are distributed all over Huzhou. Alas, even a broken rice can fight against crazy brothers, let alone a behemoth with rich heritage. The ten sects are overtly and covertly working for their own interests. The fight was so intense that the casualties were so heavy that each sect made concessions and decided to hold a series of ten-sect battles at Lianhua Village in Huzhou once every ten years, with the ten-year benefits distributed based on the strength of the disciples. This was not a simple competition. , it is a life and death battle, every disciple must sign a life and death certificate in front of the stage."
"Could it be that the war soldiers are the disciples who want to participate in the series of battles?" "Only half. Each sect can only have three disciples to participate in the series of battles, and a disciple can only participate twice in his life. There is no age limit. The sects are all thinking that even if they lose, they will not fully abide by the agreement. They often start small wars in private. Qingfeng Mountain has also done this, and the elders are too obvious and cannot do it too clearly, so..." "So it is necessary. A disciple who is not easily recognized and is strong enough.”
"Yes, each sect never discloses information about its disciples. Of course, these disciples are also the backbone of the resistance against foreign invasion." Mu Ziyun thought for a long time, raised his head and said slowly: "Master, what is the difference between the disciples and them." "Killing, twenty Even if you are a female disciple, your hands are stained with blood. People who have experienced life and death battles will have great changes in their thinking and psychology. Like yesterday's competition, whether it is you, Li Dong or Tong Hong, your steps are so fierce You are handsome and beautiful. Each of you wants to knock down your opponent, but Xu Zheng is different. He wants to kill you as soon as he strikes. The steps that can kill people are not eye-catching but useful. In order to kill you, it is worth even breaking his arm." Mu Ziyun took a breath. Indeed, Xu Zheng was too cruel. He believed that Li Dong would definitely stop if he couldn't dodge Li Dong's one-foot-long green light, but Xu Zheng wouldn't. Seeing how clean and agile he was, he was killed with every move.
"Master, I have to surpass them. I have to kill people, right?" "To be honest, yes, when your strength is suppressed, you can go through life-and-death battles to improve your strength, and you can also let the enemy go, but you will always encounter a strong enemy. On that day, no one will pity you, and you can only live if you kill the other person."
...Killing? A strange color appeared in Mu Ziyun's eyes, but it was fleeting. Hey, why was there a momentary throbbing in my heart? Do I long for killing? The moment the thought flew by, Mu Ziyun felt restless, and his body felt restless. Mu Ziyun's blood was struggling, like countless beasts colliding in the body, "What's wrong with Ziyun?" Yang Qing looked at Mu Ziyun, with this terrible anger again. He has been following him since he was five years old. Could it be said that he was five years old? Have you experienced life and death before? Maybe it was stained with blood. Yang Qing shook his head, but the obvious violence was definitely not false. "Ziyun" Yang Qing held Mu Ziyun's shoulder, and Mu Ziyun just calmed down, "What's wrong?" "It's okay, master, what should I do." "Take your jade token, go to the Yumen Mission Office and find Elder Yang Zhen said he would lead the troops in battle." Mu Ziyun nodded and walked out. "Ziyun" Yang Qing called out to him, "The higher you climb, the more serious your injuries will be. Some things cannot be avoided. I hope you cherish yourself as a master." "Yes, master"
Mu Ziyun has been to the Yumen mission office many times, and disciples must complete the mission every year. "Elder, is Elder Yang Zhen here?" Without raising his head, the elder in white stretched out his right hand and pointed, "That's the one in black." "Elder Xie." Mu Ziyun walked to Yang Zhen, "Disciple Mu Ziyun, come here Get the battle order from the elder." Huh? From what many people heard, it seemed that most of the disciples had never heard of the War Order, but many people recognized Mu Ziyun. After hearing this, the elder in white rarely looked up. "Who asked you to come?" "It's my master, Yang Qing." "Well, come with me." "Yes." Yang Zhen didn't say much and led Mu Ziyun out of the door.
"Elder, where are we going?" Mu Ziyun followed Yang Zhen as they walked on the back mountain of Yumen. It was said that the back mountain was actually the back garden. The further they walked in, the more rockery and strange rocks they walked. The deeper they walked, the deeper they walked. Mu Ziyun has never been to this place. Yang Zhen didn't answer, so Mu Ziyun could only follow in a low voice, Hey, is there such a place in Yumen? The road in front of him seemed to be going downhill, getting lower and lower as he went. The trees on both sides gradually decreased, but piles of stones appeared. At the end of the road, it was a rocky mountain. There was a stone gap in the mountain, which happened to allow one person to pass. Yang Zhen finally spoke. , "This is the entrance to the barracks. Future tasks will be taken from here."
Yang Zhen walked in front, and Mu Ziyun followed him into the stone crevice. The gap became narrower and narrower. At the narrowest point, you had to turn sideways to pass. After passing through, the stone crevice expanded to both sides. The crevice was very dark, and Mu Ziyun could only see Looking at Yang Zhen's figure, he reluctantly followed. "You haven't reached twenty yet. It's too early to come to the barracks. But since you are here, there is no need to be pretentious. Let's start from the lower level." At some point, there were a few more oil lamps on the stone walls on both sides. This is a stone room. , there is a rotating stone door in the middle of the stone room, "Go in" Yang Zhen ordered. Mu Ziyun pushed aside, letting the stone door swing open and walked in. As soon as he entered the door, everything went dark. Mu Ziyun stood leaning against the wall, unable to see his fingers. He could only hear the clatter of footsteps coming from far and near. For a moment, a man in black clothes appeared. The man in a cloak and a lantern came to Mu Ziyun. "Task" The man in black stretched out his hand coldly and handed out a note, and Mu Ziyun took it. "Do it cleanly and destroy it after reading it." Mu Ziyun opened the door and came out, but Yang Zhen had already left. Walking out of the barracks based on his memory and coming to the door, Mu Ziyun couldn't wait to open the note, "Tomorrow at noon, Furong Street, Tiancheng, back alley, kill the scimitar man in blue."
