"Hey, I didn't expect those disciples of yours to be so useless. If Kirigakure Peak falls in your hands, I wonder how you can explain to all the ancestors like that!"
Just when everyone was feeling a little depressed, Master Xuanhuo suddenly let out a gloating laugh.
"roll!"
Hearing Master Xuanhuo's gloating voice, Zeng Xuanhai gave him an angry look and said sarcastically:
"How good are your disciples? Didn't you beat a little girl yesterday so that she didn't dare to stand up?
What? The rain has stopped and the wind has stopped. Do you think you can do it again? "
"This...how can this be counted?
The disciples of Purple Thunder Peak are all little monsters. The little girl that Junior Brother Gu accepted is simply a little monster. You can’t compare normal people with her! "
Master Xuanhuo seemed to have been stepped on by Zeng Xuanhai's words, and immediately retorted, but his voice was not loud, as if he was afraid of being heard.
"Hmph, how dare you say that Junior Brother Gu's disciple is a little evildoer, be careful if he finds out and will settle the score with you!"
Although Master Xuanhuo's voice was not loud, several people here had practiced cultivation for many years, and they all had sharp ears and eyes, and at such a close distance, they naturally heard every word. Zeng Xuanhai seemed to have caught his Handle, immediately said with a threatening tone.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Zeng Xuanhai finished speaking, Master Xuanhuo immediately raised his head and looked around, searching and asking:
"Who said that? Where? Why didn't I hear it?"
Seeing Master Xuanhuo acting like a rogue, several people chuckled, and the originally dull atmosphere was immediately swept away.
Master Xuanyun knew that as long as his two junior brothers were together, it would be impossible for his yamen to stay quietly.
Everyone knew in their hearts that Master Xuanhuo deliberately changed the topic, and no one really cared about his words. Master Xuanyun shook his head slightly and said:
"Okay, you are all the masters of a peak, and you are still bickering and playing tricks every day. You are not afraid of being laughed at by the disciples below."
"How dare they! Whoever dares to laugh, stand up and I'll have a heart-to-heart talk with him!"
Master Xuanhuo immediately glanced at the disciples near the high platform. The disciples who looked at them secretly lowered their heads quickly, for fear of being caught by him to establish his authority.
"Huh?"
At this time, Master Xuanyu looked at the two people who were still competing on the Zhenzi stage, let out a light sigh, turned to look at Xiao Tianxiong, and asked:
"Senior Brother Xiao, although your little disciple has profound cultivation, it seems that his movement of Qi is hindered. Could it be that he has some hidden disease?"
"Huh? That's right. Every time he makes a move, he frowns, as if he's in great pain. What's going on?"
After Master Xuanyu finished speaking, several other people noticed Bu Xiaotian's strange behavior, and Master Xuanyun also asked in confusion.
Xiao Tianxiong raised his eyelids and glanced at the arena not far away, then lowered his eyes again, with the same indifferent tone:
"His triple burner entrance is not clear."
"What? The Sanjiao entrance is not open? How could this happen?"
Although Xiao Tianxiong only answered in an understatement, several other people were moved, and Master Xuanhuo even asked a question directly.
"His heart has been severely damaged, and it wouldn't be much better if it were you."
Xiao Tianxiong glanced at Master Xuanhuo and still said calmly.
"It's very difficult to survive with a severe heart attack, but even if he is immortal, his body will be far inferior to that of an ordinary person. How can he still advance to such a level?"
Hearing this, everyone became more confused, and Zeng Xuanhai couldn't help but speak.
"He had his chance."
After Xiao Tianxiong finished speaking, he picked up the gourd at hand and took a sip of wine.
"The blocked entrance to the Three Burners is a big trouble. If he can't get through the blocked entrance, I'm afraid he won't be able to break through to the fifth level of the "Dao Xuan Jing" in his lifetime!"
Master Xuanyun said with some regret.
"Senior Brother Head is right. The first three levels of the "Dao Xuan Jing" are to refine the Qi of the Five Elements from the five internal organs, and the fourth level is to integrate the Qi of the Five Elements and cultivate a trace of spiritual thoughts.
And this fifth level must be guided by spiritual thoughts, connecting the two major meridians of Ren and Du, and integrating the two qi of yin and yang, so that the true qi in the body can reach the realm of Hunyuan and endless life. Only in this way can we gain enlightenment through the qi in the body. The avenue of heaven and earth is expected to be cultivated to the state of 'divine emptiness'.
Now that his Sanjiao Profound Pass is blocked, he cannot connect the Yin and Yang Qi no matter what. It is really a pity that he has such a qualification! well! "
Master Xuanyu felt regretful at the end and sighed deeply.
"It is really rare for this child to be so talented. It would be a pity if his cultivation path is cut off right now. Why doesn't Senior Brother Xiao look anxious at all?"
Master Xuanhuo glanced at Bu Xiaotian and Yun Yi who were still fighting hard, with a look of pity in his eyes, and then glanced at Xiao Tianxiong who seemed completely indifferent, and couldn't help but ask.
"What's the use of being anxious?
All of this is his own fate. It was a great chance that he escaped from death in the first place. The reason why he is left with such a hidden disease is because his luck is not deep enough. Who can blame him?
Besides, the Sanjiao Porch is very fragile, and any attempt to interfere with it from outside will only cost him his life.
Such a stubborn problem cannot be solved even if we work together. If there is a chance, he will naturally be able to open the entrance, so why should I worry unnecessarily? "
Xiao Tianxiong glanced at Bu Xiaotian with complicated eyes, and rarely said a few more words.
After listening to Xiao Tianxiong's words, several people were relatively speechless for a moment. They all knew that Xiao Tianxiong's words made sense.
But we all know the truth, but we just can’t do it!
Several people still couldn't help but look at Bu Xiaotian with pity in their eyes.
After a long time, Master Xuanyun finally answered:
"Well, Junior Brother Xiao is right. Even if he has no chance in the future and no matter how hard he improves his cultivation, he will always have the ability to protect himself. If it is not possible, just stay in the door and not participate in the battle between good and evil. To him, It’s not a bad thing at all.”
What Master Xuanyun said was true, and several people nodded thoughtfully after hearing it.
Only Xiao Tianxiong still lowered his gaze, looking at the ground in front of him without saying a word, wondering what he was thinking.
Looking at the Zhenzi stage again, the two have been fighting for a long time, and there is still no winner.
After another confrontation, the two stood separately on the side of the ring, looking at each other.
At this time, both of their clothes were a little messy, their faces were covered with beads of sweat, and they both looked tired, but neither of them showed signs of surrender.
Although the two of them stood still and did not move, it could be seen from their slightly fluttering robes that the zhenqi in their bodies was running at full strength, preparing for the next full blow. It seemed that they were preparing to attack each other with one move. There's a winner.
Although Bu Xiaotian had already felt the cramping pain coming from his chest, he had no intention of giving up the battle and admitting defeat, because several senior brothers had told him that practitioners must have a strong will and never give in easily.
So since he came to power, he told himself that if he couldn't bear even the small pain, he would only lose his indomitable ambition and cut off his own path to spiritual practice.
If he doesn't work hard enough, he will definitely lose Zileifeng's face, and it is in line with several senior brothers to lose him.
More importantly, how to avenge him?
After a moment of stalemate, the two of them made secrets almost at the same time. The swords in their hands turned into thousands of sword shadows and flew forward. They actually used the "Ten Thousand Swords Secrets" at the same time.
But although both of them used the "Ten Thousand Swords Art", they gave people completely different impressions.
Yun Yi's countless white sword shadows were like turbulent waves, one after another, seemingly continuous; while Bu Xiaotian's thousands of sword shadows were like thunder, with the potential to destroy mountains and seas.
It's a long story, but it actually only took a moment. Countless blue and white sword shadows connected together, and the sound of countless sword shadows clashing together formed a loud "rumbling" sound, as if the entire square was shaken.
The loud noise attracted the attention of everyone in the square. Even the disciples fighting in other arenas could not help but relax their hands and looked in the direction of the loud noise with some surprise.
Following the loud noise, a huge energy generated by the fight between the two rolled out from the center of the square.
Some disciples with weak cultivation were too close and were caught off guard by the air waves and were knocked to the ground. Even the robes of the disciples who were far away were blown up and down by the strong energy.
Only a few people sitting on the high platform in the center of the square remained motionless, not even swaying their clothes, and seemed not to be affected by the strong wind at all.
After another moment, everything calmed down.
The sword shadows all over the arena have long since dissipated, and the entire arena is covered with deep sword marks.
Both Bu Xiaotian and Yun Yi were still standing on the same spot, but their faces were very pale and their robes had a few cuts.
Yun Yi had his silver-white long sword thrust upside down in front of him. The whole sword trembled slightly and could not subside for a long time. Bu Xiaotian's long sword was held upside down in his hand, and he gradually leaned on the ground to support him. body of.
The outcome is decided!
The two people maintained their respective postures for a long time without moving. Everyone in the audience seemed to be shocked by the huge power of the two people's attack. They did not make a sound. For a while, the entire Zhenzi stage was silent.
After a long time like this, Yun Yi spoke with difficulty, his voice a little dry, with a hint of loneliness, breaking the silent atmosphere:
"Junior Brother Bu has such profound cultivation at such a young age, Brother Yu admires him!"
Bu Xiaotian responded weakly:
"Thank you, Senior Brother Yun Yi, for showing mercy!"
It wasn't that he didn't want to say more, it was just that the cramp in his chest was getting more and more severe and he couldn't speak any more.
Yun Yi didn't say anything else, but struggled to pull out the long sword in front of him, slowly put it into the scabbard behind his back, nodded to Bu Xiaotian, and slowly walked off the ring.
Everyone could see that his steps were shaky and his figure was a little unstable. He finally got off the ring. Immediately, a disciple from Hidden Hidden Peak stepped forward to support him. The disciples around him separated on their own initiative to make way for a path. , watched several people leave here.
After Yun Yi left the ring, the ruling elder came on stage. He took a deep look at Bu Xiaotian, who was still motionless, then turned to the audience and announced in a deep voice:
"Purple Thunder Peak, Bu Xiaotian wins!"
Hearing the ruling elder announce the result, Bu Xiaotian's face relaxed a little.
Suddenly, his face flushed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face quickly became paler than before.
Seeing this situation, the elder adjudicator arrived in front of Bu Xiaotian in a flash, supported his shaky body, and checked at the same time, but found that there were no serious injuries in his body, and he couldn't help but frowned.
After Bu Xiaotian spit out a mouthful of blood, he felt that the cramping pain in his chest was relieved a lot, and said to the elder:
"Thank you, elder!"
He sat down cross-legged and slowly exercised his skills. As the true energy in his body slowly circulated, his breath gradually calmed down, and his complexion gradually returned to rosy.
Until two quarters of an hour, the ruling elder did not interrupt his breath adjustment, and no one in the audience made a sound of dissatisfaction.
After half an hour, Bu Xiaocai slowly finished his work, opened his eyes, stood up, bowed to the elder of the judge, and said apologetically:
"Disciple's breath adjustment time is too long. I hope the elder will forgive me!"
