Most of the disciples went to the arena to watch the excitement, and there were not many people in the academy. Sheng Xuanyuan and Qiong Yi returned to the academy, and he sat down in his seat with his sword in his arms.
Qiong Yi frowned and called him: "Sheng Jing."
Sheng Xuanyuan responded with a low voice: "...Actually, I'm a little tired."
She could see that the last sword was a heavy burden on him.
He circulated his true energy and used the essence of energy to practice the Shadow Sword. After a while, he opened his eyes: "Yue Huan has a high level of cultivation and good swordsmanship. Who can achieve the sword realm at such an age, let alone the five clans, even if we look at all the ten sects in the world, I can’t find many people.”
Qiong Yi thought for a while, "You are probably more powerful."
Sheng Xuanyuan shook his head: "It's just that I have practiced a lot. There are still many things I don't know how to do. I was lucky enough to be able to cut through the sword field today, but I might not be able to do it next time."
Qiong Yi didn't know what to say. She just felt that something was wrong with Sheng Xuanyuan. She wanted to stay with him, but she couldn't explain the reason.
Sheng Xuanyuan looked at her, "Qiong Yi."
"Say, I'm here."
When Qiong Yi looked at him, he stopped talking again. She smiled softly, knowing that Sheng Xuanyuan was struggling with how to speak at this time, so she said, "Then let me guess what you want to tell me."
After Sheng Xuanyuan left the scene, he waited for her and walked to the empty school room. He must have something to tell him.
"The sending and receiving of battle invitations among disciples has nothing to do with the martial arts competition, right? Su Ye chose to fight according to the battle invitations you received, and even picked Yue Huan, who was the most difficult to fight, and put him in the first game. He must be there. Idea. If you just want to attract attention, there are more ways than this, right?"
"Then you want to know why Su Ye did this?" Sheng Xuanyuan asked lightly.
Thousands of reasons flashed through Qiong Yi's mind. Could it be that there was some feud or some unknown grudge?
Sheng Xuanyuan rubbed the Chengying Sword and replied: "Because he said that Yue Huan is a man with a heart for the sword."
"And I didn't." He paused and said, "Su Ye wanted me to feel it first."
Qiong Yi was stunned, "Jianxin?"
"Yes." Sheng Xuanyuan raised his head and sighed, "It's ridiculous, isn't it? I ask myself whether among the young people of the same age today, I can master swordsmanship and not lag behind others, but I hate the practice itself."
"The light of the sword is dazzling, and the sound of the sword is harsh. When I hold the hilt of the sword, the heaviness comes not only from it, but also from myself." Sheng Xuanyuan said it without any waves, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him. "I don't understand the meaning of pursuing the peak of cultivation, because they are shackles placed on me by others. Under the shackles, I have more expectations, and they make me become 'other people' step by step."
Qiong Yi didn't understand it at first, but after thinking about it for two times, she seemed to understand.
Before, Sheng Xuanyuan said that he was a person who believed in "fate", and that the "fate" forced on him by others was also what he called "shackles".
I also thought about his gloomy face during daily morning exercises. Is it because he hates practicing?
"It feels much better to say it." Sheng Xuanyuan calmed down, looked at her and said, "Thank you for listening to me, Qiong Yi."
Qiong Yi patted his shoulder lightly with a faint smile: "It feels uncomfortable to hold it in, just tell me earlier." She said: "Whether it's other people's expectations or practicing to become stronger, I hope more Sheng Kyung can follow his own heart."
Sheng Xuanyuan was startled: "Yeah."
"When I was a child... I never thought that one day I would be able to practice martial arts and treat my master and my wife..." Qiong Yi smiled bitterly: "They were kind to me, but I can't forget what they did to Uncle Chen."
"Whether it's kindness or hatred, I can't tell clearly. There are some things in the world that cannot be explained with these two words."
"Later, I started sword training under the guidance of my master. He told me that the original intention of holding a sword is not to hurt people, but to protect them. From then on, I made up my mind to become stronger so that I can protect A Luo. .”
"Sheng Kyung, you used to practice swordsmanship not for yourself, nor for the things you protect, but one day you will find a reason to hold the sword tightly. Maybe this is the so-called 'sword heart'."
Sheng Xuanyuan couldn't explain how she felt in her heart. It was like a mess that had found its knot and was being pulled out and dissolved by her little by little.
"Thank you."
Qiong Yi smiled and said, "I wish you could figure it out. No need to thank me. You have been my great benefactor for saving my life several times."
Hearing this, he suddenly thought that if it weren't for his own cultivation, he wouldn't have been able to save her the first few times.
The reason for holding the sword tightly...?
"My competition will be tomorrow. I have to go back and prepare well first. I don't want to lose." Qiong Yi took back his hand and said with a smile, "I don't know if the battle invitation I gave you will be used." Get in line!"
The battle note written by her had been properly collected by him and placed in the study room. He did not take it to the ranking field.
Sheng Xuanyuan replied: "Maybe."
After Qiong Yi responded, he watched her leave.
This was the first time that Sheng Xuanyuan said what was deep in his heart. He knew that it was just a meaningless roar that had been distorted into an unrecognizable version of himself. But in front of her powerful words, his anger and unwillingness gradually disappeared.
He didn't want to be a shadow.
Sheng Xuanyuan stood up and walked out of the school room. Before he walked through the corridor, he saw the elders of the Su family standing not far away.
"Young Master Sheng."
Sheng Xuanyuan didn't know what was going on, so he approached and saluted, "Elder, are you waiting for me?"
The elder of the Su family looked a little solemn and asked, "The Lu family girl must have left, right?" He then said, "I originally informed Mr. Lu to come here. Since Mr. Sheng is the one who captured the Hanged Ghost, he is also with Mr. Lu. We are quite close to each other, so I thought I should tell you what the female ghost said."
Sheng Xuanyuan remembered that Su Ye said that the evil female hanged ghost had been sealed in "Daze". He said: "Elder, please speak."
The elder paused and then spoke slowly: "The female ghost said that Miss Lu is a 'half-spirit' infected with ghost energy. There is a trace of extremely pure ghost spirit mixed in her soul, which made her wake up and move. Soul-eating thoughts.”
"'Half-spirit'?" Sheng Xuanyuan was puzzled for a moment. He had read about the "spirit body" in ancient books. It was rumored that only three generations of good luck can cultivate a "spirit body". Most of his bodies are the same as those of ordinary people. With extraordinary luck and continuous good fortune, it is also known as "the auspicious person in the sky".
"Half-spirits" are children born to people with "spiritual bodies". They will not inherit the good luck of "spiritual bodies", nor will they turn into humans or ghosts and turn into ordinary people.
Qiong is also a "half-spirit" body?
Sheng Xuan was suspicious and continued to listen to him:
"I don't know whether this semi-spiritual body infected with ghost energy can only cause the little ghosts to cause chaos, or wake up the sleeping evil ghosts. If it can... that will be a big trouble." The elder sighed, "I have sent Write a letter to Mrs. Lu. After Young Master Sheng finds out about this, he must not tell Miss Lu for fear of causing panic."
"Yes, I know." Sheng Xuanyuan replied. He knew that Qiong Yi was extremely afraid of ghosts and evil spirits. It would be really unthinkable if she knew that she attracted them again.
After a brief farewell to the elders, Sheng Xuanyuan also left the school. Doubts emerged in his mind one after another: Who is Qiong Yi?
She said that she was a child adopted by Uncle Chen, without a father or mother, and was accepted as a direct disciple by Sect Leader Lu as an exception. So where did she come from?
The scar on her back... and the "half-spirit" infected with ghostly energy...
Sheng Xuanyuan shook his head and cleared his mind.
It would be nice if I could meet someone from the Lu family and ask.
*
The martial arts competition is still going on.
The competition system is based on points, with wins plus losses and losses. There are arenas on the east and west campuses of the school, two in each location, and the layout is the same. Su Ye hurried to deal with matters after finishing a competition in hand. Personnel disputes, venue maintenance and other trivial matters in his opinion also had to be reported and handled personally, which was a headache.
"There was an accident at the West Second Arena. I'll go take care of it." Su Ye said hurriedly as he put on his sword.
Yan Tingshen replied: "Then if the arena here is damaged, I will take care of it on your behalf?"
"It's what I asked for." Su Ye rushed towards the school grounds to the west, thinking about how to arrange the manpower to deal with the aftermath. After passing through the bustling crowd, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar and disgusting figure, it was Su Changming!
"Su Changming? Stop!" Su Ye shouted with a sullen face.
Su Changming, who wanted to squeeze out of the crowd quickly, turned around, but saw Su Ye rushing up with a sword in hand, scaring away the people around him. He said in a very serious tone: "I beat you like that that night and I didn't even cry back." Are you still guarding the station? Are you still staying in Qingfeng Town?"
There were people watching around Su Changming, and the look of surprise on his face was forcibly concealed. He put away the folding fan with a bang and sneered: "My cousin has organized an event, so as an elder brother, I naturally have to join in the fun."
After Su Ye heard this, he raised the Wind Sweeping Sword. Su Changming's expression suddenly changed and he quickly backed away: "What do you want to do? Attack your brother in broad daylight?!"
People around him turned to watch and whispered.
"who is this?"
"do not know……"
"I know, Master Wang personally scolded him last time. The people in their classroom caught him and scolded him for a long time!"
"..."
Su Ye immediately put Liao Feng on his shoulders and sneered at him: "Cousin, why are you so surprised?" He looked around with his peripheral vision and said: "Cousin, you forgot what happened last time. Have you left this school? Do you want to come back again?" After saying that, he grinned and sneered at Su Changming.
Su Changming gritted his teeth in his heart and forced a smile on his face. After taking a breath, he walked closer to Su Ye and lowered his voice: "I just came to see if Yan'er's poison has been cured. I came to see if she was in Sheng." It’s just a question of whether you’re having a good time in Xuan Yuan’s hands.”
Su Ye opened him with a palm: "Seeking death!"
Su Changming staggered and was about to fall over. He stepped back to steady his body and laughed loudly: "Hahahahahahaha!" while laughing and walking out of the crowd.
What a madman! In pursuit!
Looking at Su Changming's back disappearing into the crowd, Su Ye couldn't do anything to his nominal "brother" in front of everyone, so he cursed secretly and wondered: Lu Xiyan was not a beautiful woman, so why did Su Changming bite her? Will you die?
No matter what, you have to tell Lu Xiyan about this moment.
*
"Ah? Su Changming still dares to come to the school?" Qiong Yi raised his forehead and exclaimed: "I didn't go to take revenge, but he still stared at me secretly?"
Su Ye nodded and said, "Don't be afraid of him, he is very good."
"With his little cultivation, how could I be afraid of him?" She said, thinking in her mind, and then said: "Su Ye, didn't you send the evidence of Wei Ying's words back to the Su family? Why does Su Changming still act like nothing is wrong? "
Su Ye's face was covered with frost: "I sent him back, but you don't know that the beast's father, Su Yi, dared to vouch for his son, secretly obstructed him, and suppressed him again and again. He is also the deputy sect leader and has great power. In the end, they didn’t even send anyone to investigate the incident that killed the man. They just casually accused Su Changming of visiting a brothel and harming the disciples of the academy, so he deducted half a year’s monthly salary!”
"How could this be possible?!" Qiong Yi was a little annoyed: "Your father is the sect leader! Can't he take action?"
"...My father attaches great importance to Su Yi. He is also a person who likes to reason. After listening to Liu Yin Zhuli's words, he only said that a conviction must be complete with both witnesses and material evidence."
Qiong also punched the table.
Su Ye lowered his voice: "If it involves my clan's family affairs, let me handle it. Su Changming is despicable and likes to play dirty tricks. Although you don't have to be afraid of him, you must be careful. He used it on you last time. The poison comes from the Western Desert..."
He paused as he spoke and thought: "The Kunzhai people in the West Desert are good at Gu. I'm worried that he has something else in his hands. Lu Xiyan, in addition to being careful, if he spreads any rumors outside, just pretend , if you act it out, no one will believe it, and if you meet him, you will beat him to death."
"Okay." Qiong also responded.
