Cliff edge.
The cold wind is biting and the snowflakes are falling.
When Luo Qingzhou came here with Xia Chan and Sister Dao, the figure that was supposed to be standing on the rock disappeared.
"Huh?"
Luo Qingzhou looked around with confusion on his face.
"Uncle Linghu just said that she was waiting here and asked me to bring Xia Chan over to compete with her later. Why is she missing?"
Sister Dao also helped to search around and guessed: "Did something happen temporarily and you left?"
Luo Qingzhou nodded and said: "Probably, let's wait here for a while. Master Linghu has been looking forward to today's competition for a long time. We can take the opportunity to see her wonderful swordsmanship later."
Sister Dao is also looking forward to it.
The three of them stood on the edge of the cliff, facing the cold wind and snow, and waited for a long time.
Another incense-burning time passed.
However, the person still didn't show up.
Luo Qingzhou asked in confusion: "Why haven't you come yet?"
Sister Dao guessed: "Is it possible that something happened on the main peak and I called my uncle to come over?"
Luo Qingzhou could only say: "Just wait."
The three of them continued to wait in front of the cliff in the wind and snow.
I waited until noon.
Luo Qingzhou had no choice but to take out the ultimatum and send a message to Master Linghu: [Uncle Master, we are waiting for you at the edge of the cliff. Where are you? 】
After a while, the message came back.
Zhuzhu: [The sect leader is looking for me. I’m going to the main peak. There will be no competition today. You guys go to the house and wait for me. I’ll come find you when I’m done.]
Luo Qingzhou could only say: [Okay]
"Uncle Master has something to do and has gone to see the sect master."
Luo Qingzhou put away the messenger document, pulled Xia Chan beside him and said, "Come on, senior sister, let's go to your room to warm up for a while. It's cold here."
The three of them had no choice but to return to the bamboo forest.
Come to the small courtyard.
Sister Dao walked up to Xia Chan and humbly asked her about her sword skills.
After all, swords are similar in many ways.
But Xia Chan had a cute look on her face, and despite her abilities, she couldn't say anything.
The most common thing said is: "I, I don't know."
Sister Dao had no choice but to say: "Miss Chanchan, although your sword skills are very powerful, I think you still need to practice your internal strength and sword intention. Chu Feiyang also knows that with internal strength and sword intention, your sword skills will be better." Take it to the next level. For example..."
Having said this, Sister Dao suddenly gained confidence, stretched out her right hand and said: "Miss Chanchan, you see, I have the knife intention and internal force in my body. I only need to activate the knife intention and internal force. Even if there is no knife in my hand, I can do it." It bursts out with sword light and hurts people."
After saying that, he made a "chi" sound from his palm and shot out a round of sword light.
This was the flame knife that Luo Qingzhou taught her.
She has practiced for so long, and now she can not only release it with her palms, but also with a knife, and the effect is very good.
"Miss Chanchan, have you seen it? This is the power of internal strength and sword intention. If you practice internal strength and sword intention, with your talent, you will definitely be even more powerful. By then, you will be able to shoot swords even without using a sword. mango."
The sword light in Sister Dao's palm flickered and did not go out, as if she was showing off.
Xia Chan was stunned, raised her hand that was not holding the sword, and stretched out an index finger.
Sister Dao looked at her fingers and said with a smile: "Yes, if you practice your internal strength and sword intention, you will be able to do it even with just your fingers..."
"laugh--"
At this moment, Xia Chan's extended index finger suddenly shot out a green sword light.
Immediately, Xia Chan stretched out her thumb, middle finger, ring finger, little finger, and the tips of the five fingers, all with ease, and shot out sword lights of different colors with "chichichi", instantly piercing the distance. green bamboo.
Sister Dao: "..."
Xia Chan raised her hand holding the sword again and pointed in front of her with the scabbard. The end of the scabbard also made a "chi" sound and shot out a slender sword light.
Then he blinked his innocent and cute eyes, looked at Sister Dao and said, "Is that so?"
Sister Dao: "..."
Luo Qingzhou smiled and said: "I remember that Uncle Linghu can do this trick, but it seems that Uncle Linghu's little finger can't shoot out, and the other fingers are not as easy as Chanchan. Chanchan, wait for the order later. Uncle Fox is here, let’s compare these finger swords.”
In the bamboo forest not far away, a piece of green clothes disappeared in a flash...
Sister Dao had nothing to say. Thinking of the teaching just now, she wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
She didn't dare to discuss cultivation in a shameful way anymore. She entered the room and said, "Come, let's make the room warmer. Let's talk about the sect."
An hour later.
Luo Qingzhou took out the summons document and sent a message to Linghu Qingzhu: [Uncle Master, haven't you finished your work yet? 】
Linghu Qingzhu: [Come on, I feel a little uncomfortable today]
Luo Qingzhou: [Uncle, drink more hot water. If your stomach hurts, apply it with hot water and rub it.]
Linghu Qingzhu: [What do you think makes me uncomfortable? 】
Luo Qingzhou: [I'm sorry, uncle, I may have guessed wrong. Then you should rest more and don't come. I will go find the sect master later and ask her to take me to choose the exercises]
Linghu Qingzhu: [No need to go, she is very busy, I will go find you later, but I am not feeling well, so I will not compete with your wife. Moreover, she is a guest. As your master, uncle and aunt, it is not easy for me to do anything to her.]
Luo Qingzhou: [Will my uncle still go to my house? 】
Linghu Qingzhu: [If you don’t want me to go, I won’t go]
Luo Qingzhou: [Thank you, uncle, I won’t go then]
Linghu Qingzhu did not reply.
Luo Qingzhou finally breathed a sigh of relief.
However, I wonder if Chanchan will be a little disappointed.
He put away the message slip, looked at the girl beside him and said, "Chanchan, Uncle Linghu is feeling a little unwell today. He may not be able to compete with you later."
Xia Chan was silent for a moment and said, "Then, will she still embarrass you?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "No, she doesn't dare."
Xia Chan said: "Oh."
The three of them sat for a while, and suddenly Linghu Qingzhu's cold voice came from the small courtyard outside: "I'm here."
The three of them immediately left the house.
Linghu Qingzhu was dressed in green clothes and holding a jade flute in his hand. He glanced at the three of them and explained calmly: "The sect leader asked me for something, so I left. Also, I feel a little uncomfortable today, so I No more competition.”
Luo Qingzhou said: "Uncle, I have already told Chanchan. Well, uncle, what's wrong with your body...?"
As he spoke, he glanced at her belly subconsciously.
Linghu Qingzhu looked at him coldly and said, "Why are you looking at my belly?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "Uncle was injured last time. I'm afraid that the old injury recurred, so he feels uncomfortable."
Linghu Qingzhu paused and said, "It has been cured a long time ago, and there are no scars left."
Luo Qingzhou said: "Oh, that's great."
Linghu Qingzhu asked: "Where can I go?"
Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment and could only say: "It would be good if there were no scars. If there were scars there, if others saw them, they would think..."
Linghu Qingzhu looked at him coldly and said, "Who will see it?"
Luo Qingzhou did not dare to answer and changed the subject: "Uncle Master, can we go to the Sutra Pavilion to choose exercises now?"
Linghu Qingzhu stared at him coldly for a while, then said: "It's too early, and the sect master hasn't finished his work yet."
After a pause, she added: "Let me take you to Beiwang Peak. Your master Sun Jiang and your senior brother are there. You can go and meet them."
Luo Qingzhou said: "Okay."
Sister Dao was standing aside, but she stopped talking.
Luo Qingzhou asked: "Uncle, can my senior sister come with you? She hasn't seen the master for a long time. I guess both the master and senior brother are worried about her. I think they can be trusted."
Sister Dao quickly said: "Forget it, I won't go, my dad..."
Linghu Qingzhu said calmly: "You can go if you want. There are no outsiders in Beiwang Peak. So what if I saw you? Since I dare to bring you to Jianfeng, I am naturally not afraid of others seeing you."
Sister Dao was immediately happy and said: "Uncle, can I go see my master and senior brother? Will it not bring trouble to the sect?"
Linghu Qingzhu turned around, walked in front and said, "No."
Luo Qingzhou immediately said: "Sister, let's go together. I haven't seen Master and Senior Brother for a long time."
Linghu Qingzhu said again: "Your junior sister is here too."
Luo Qingzhou said in surprise: "Is my little junior sister here too? By the way, senior sister, I went to the martial arts hall today to meet senior sister Nie. She said she would come to the sect to practice in a few days, and then you can practice together again. "
When Sister Dao heard this, her smile suddenly spread.
After walking for a while, Linghu Qingzhu said again: "Every year during the Chinese New Year, the sect will hold an annual examination, and all direct disciples and inner disciples within the sect must participate. The first is to test each disciple's cultivation achievements; the second is to Motivating disciples. There will be rankings in the annual examination every year, and the top ten will receive generous rewards. The top three will not only receive rewards, but can also represent the sect to other sects, including Longhu Academy, to exchange training experience and obtain A great reputation.”
Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment when he heard this and said, "Uncle Master, do I have to participate?"
Linghu Qingzhu said: "You are a direct disciple, so you are supposed to participate. However, if you are unwell or have problems with your practice, you can be exempted. Of course, if you want to take advantage of this opportunity to become famous, you can naturally Go give it a try.”
Luo Qingzhou said: "These days, only fools want to make a name for themselves. Uncle Master, I'm not feeling well, so I won't participate. You can help me refuse."
Linghu Qingzhu asked: "If you feel uncomfortable, please tell me clearly."
Luo Qingzhou thought for a moment and said, "Just like my uncle, wherever my uncle feels uncomfortable, I feel uncomfortable wherever I feel."
Linghu Qingzhu paused and turned to look at him.
Luo Qingzhou said quickly: "You are joking, my uncle just said that something went wrong with my practice. I have a headache, feet, butt, and pain everywhere. Anyway, my uncle just made it up."
Linghu Qingzhu looked at him coldly and said, "I, Linghu Qingzhu, never lie to anyone!"
The corners of Luo Qingzhou's mouth twitched and he said, "Then, uncle, just say that I'm not in a good mood and don't want to participate."
Linghu Qingzhu ignored him and continued walking forward.
After a while.
Luo Qingzhou suddenly asked: "Uncle Master, Longhu Academy is equivalent to a sect established by the imperial court, right?"
Linghu Qingzhu said: "Yes."
Luo Qingzhou asked: "Are all the people in the academy loyal to the imperial court?"
Linghu Qingzhu turned his head, looked at him and said, "As a Great Yan man, don't you feel loyal to the imperial court?"
Luo Qingzhou did not answer, but looked at her and said, "What about Uncle Master? Uncle Master violated the laws of the imperial court and helped us hide it. Does that count as being loyal to the imperial court?"
Linghu Qingzhu said coldly: "Take care of yourself."
Luo Qingzhou said: "Disciple just wants to know whether our five major sects and Longhu Academy will all act according to the imperial court's face. Do we have to do whatever the imperial court asks us to do?"
Linghu Qingzhu was silent for a moment and said: "Except for Longhu Academy, other sects have their own freedom and persistence. Only when Great Yan is in danger, we will obey the imperial court's orders. At other times, we can naturally refuse."
Luo Qingzhou asked: "Of the five major sects and the imperial court, who is the most powerful?"
Linghu Qingzhu paused for a while and said: "Everyone has hidden power. On the surface, of course the Dragon and Tiger Academy of the imperial court is the strongest. Otherwise, why would there be so many people trying to get in every year? But there are only two schools of Buddhism and Taoism. His strength should not be bad, but he rarely shows his strength. As for our Lingxiao Sect, we are naturally not bad either. Xianyun Pavilion and Huashan Sect are also very strong."
Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment and said, "Uncle, have you heard about the eldest princess?"
Linghu Qingzhu's eyes flashed, and he said: "The eldest princess serves the country and the people, and the people of Great Yan love her. As for the recent news, it is not credible. After all, the eldest princess is a daughter, and she is the Holy One's. My dear sister, she should be the staunchest supporter of the Holy Sage, how could she rebel? It is probably a rift between the demon clan and other countries."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and said: "But people's words are terrible. If the eldest princess is really forced to rebel, uncle, how many sects do you think will support her?"
Linghu Qingzhu said calmly: "Our five major sects will never take the initiative to participate in politics. Only when there is a crisis in Dayan and the people are in danger, will we go out. We will not take the initiative to express our stance on the battles between the royal families. , let alone directly participate in it. However, we should support whoever is good to the people and who thinks about Dayan."
Luo Qingzhou was silent and said no more.
At this time, on the North Watch Peak.
On the huge martial arts training ground, several disciples were competing in martial arts.
A group of people stood nearby, watching and commenting.
Except for Mo Jiufeng, the peak master of Beiwang Peak, all the other peak masters were also there.
At the same time, some expat elders such as Sun Jiang and Jin Song were also there.
A few people watched the competition for a while. Chaoyang Peak's Peak Master Shi Tian suddenly asked: "In this year's annual examination, which disciples have a chance to enter the top ten?"
Mo Jiufeng said: "I have at least two spots at Beiwangfeng."
The leader of Qingyun Peak Xingxu said: "I can have at least three in Qingyun Peak!"
"Stop bragging."
The other old men also started discussing.
At this time, Jin Song, who had been silent, suddenly said: "Dear peak masters, that disciple named Chu Feiyang should also be able to enter the top ten, right? I think he can at least enter the top three. After all, he was competed by all the peak masters at the beginning. If you rush to become your direct disciple, your current cultivation level must be unfathomable."
Having said this, he looked at Sun Jiang next to him and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Sun, what do you think? He is your proud disciple."
Sun Jiang glanced at him and ignored him.
He knew that this guy was still jealous of what happened back then, and several of his beloved disciples also died tragically, so he didn't want to quarrel with him.
Jin Song's words caused Mo Jiufeng and other peak masters to fall into silence.
It was quiet for a moment.
Mo Jiufengfang opened his mouth and said: "That boy was only at the middle stage of martial arts at the beginning, and now he is at the late stage of martial arts at most. Although his strength is stronger than other disciples of the same level, after all, his cultivation is there, let alone the top ten, the top ten. Fifty is enough."
The other peak masters also nodded.
Shi Tian looked at Jin Song, who still looked unwilling, and sighed: "Junior brother Jin, when we robbed him, it was indeed not because of his talent, but because of one of his skills. But his strength is indeed better than That disciple of yours needs to be strong. The matter is over, why do you need to think about it anymore."
Jin Song sneered and said: "It has nothing to do with the previous matter, I just think that boy is not worthy! If I accept him as an inner disciple, forget it, I will never say another word, but suddenly accept him as a direct disciple, and he And it doesn’t offer anything to convince the public, so of course I won’t accept it.”
Seeing his attitude and thinking about the tragic death of several of his beloved disciples, several people probably felt uncomfortable, so they didn't care. They looked at each other and continued to watch the competition in the field without saying anything else.
Not long after, a disciple suddenly came to Mo Jiufeng and reported: "Master, Master Linghu of Sword Peak is here, and he brings three disciples with him. One of them seems to be the disciple named Chu Feiyang."
As soon as these words came out, everyone else's eyes turned over.
The muscles at the corners of Jin Song's eyes suddenly twitched.
Mo Jiufeng's eyes flashed, and he nodded: "Bring them to the martial arts training ground."
"yes!"
The disciple hurriedly retreated.
