Li Shi climbed up the high cliff from the back mountain of Luoyan Peak, returned to the depths of Lingyin Cave, and sat on the stone platform. Stepping from Yang Xi into Yin Ming, the Yuan Yin Qi in his body burst into flames. He took a deep breath, his eyes lit up with two balls of Yin fire, and a thumb-sized skull popped out, crystal clear as jade, floating in the air. Li Shi stretched out his hand and sketched it a few times, the Yin Qi gathered in one place, and the skull turned into a female ghost, Pingpingtingting, bowing down. Li Shi's lips wriggled and he spoke a few words of silent concern. The female ghost nodded frequently, bowed a few more times, flicked her sleeves and rolled up a gust of wind, and disappeared into the stone wall without a trace.
How could he be wrong about the Qingcheng faction's double strength? Li Shi was almost certain that Guo Chuanlin was Han Bing's nail in the Huashan faction. He was not in a hurry to expose it, but wanted to see what Han Bing's gourd was like. What kind of medicine is sold here? At such a young age, he is able to master the "Double Collision Strength" to such an extent, it's amazing! What surprised Li Shi even more was that Guo Chuanlin's physical body was so strong that it was comparable to that of a monster. It was definitely not caused by the power of the Zhuyin Fruit. The Zhuyin Fruit under Guijianchou Shenjian was the elixir he planted with his own hands. Without the medicinal effect of "strengthening muscles and bones, strong strength and fierceness", Guo Chuanlin was young after all, and his flaws were revealed as soon as he tried it.
Is there really only Han Bing behind him? Could there be anyone else? Li Shi fell into deep thought.
After sitting for more than half an hour, the stone wall rustled, and a mountain ghost came out, dancing and babbling at Li Shi. Li Shi nodded slightly and waved his hand to order him to retreat. He stood up and made a magic formula. He used the soil to escape and flew out of Lingyin Cave. After a thousand twists and turns, he suddenly landed on Chaoyang Rock. After a while, an old servant who was deaf and mute stooped up the cliff, shook his head and made a series of hand gestures. It turned out to be Zhou Ke, the sixth disciple of Hechuan Valley, asking to see the head master and telling him something important.
After Weng Gushan, the previous leader of the Huashan School, passed away, Li Shi left Shibaliping and moved to Chaoyang Rock for Qingxiu. Only an old servant lived at the foot of the rock, running back and forth to report news. Qing Xiu was just an excuse. There was a Lingyin Cave in the heart of the mountain under Chaoyang Rock. It was a natural spiritual place and isolated from Yin and Yang. Li Shi used this to condense the energy of Yuan Yin and made rapid progress. It was not because of this opportunity. With the power of those three-legged cats, Even with his methods, it was difficult for him to get into Li Xiyi's eyes.
After a while, Zhou Ke climbed up to the Chaoyang Rock and kowtowed to his master. A thin layer of shiny hair was covered on his forehead. It was obvious that he was in a hurry. Li Shi stretched out his hand to help him up, and said warmly: "My disciple, you are not polite, why are you in such a hurry?"
Zhou Ke calmed down and replied: "Master Ming Jian, Songshan sent envoys to pay homage to the mountain, saying that in three days, General Ding will lead his disciples to Huashan to meet with Master."
Li Shi was slightly startled and murmured: "Songshan Sect? Ding Shuanghe?"
At the same time, in the Hechuan Valley Tingfeng Courtyard, Guo Chuanlin fell straight on the bed like a piece of wood. Fatigue rose from his bones and he was so tired that he couldn't even lift his arms. Outside the window was a steep cliff, with the wind blowing a thousand times, making him cry like he was complaining. He closed his eyes and felt like he was floating in the sea of clouds. The real world had nothing to do with him. At this moment, his consciousness curled up in a corner of his body and gave up completely. Struggling, thinking about nothing, asking nothing.
A vague feeling fell into the sea of consciousness, like a cold worm crawling across his back, like a young poison hatching from an egg shell. He curled up subconsciously, and vaguely heard footsteps coming from the yard, and Li Qixian shouted dissatisfied. Said: "If you win, you win. Why should you show mercy?"
Hong Kun said: "Junior sister, be careful what you say. Brothers from the same sect, why should we fight to the death?"
Li Qixian sneered and said, "You have a good heart, but others won't accept your favor!"
"That's not what I said..."
"Then what should I say? Look at your arm, the bones are almost broken!"
Guo Chuanlin woke up completely, sighed, forced himself to get up, poured a bowl of herbal tea, and drank it down. He opened the door and saw Hong Kun sitting under the tree holding his right arm, and Li Qixian standing aside, angry and indignant.
"What's wrong?" Guo Chuanlin asked.
Li Qixian said: "Well, those good disciples of Uncle Zhou forced Senior Brother Hong to compete with each other in swordsmanship, and they refused to admit defeat until they were good at it, so they hit Senior Brother's arm with a cold move. Fortunately, it was a wooden sword. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be disabled!”
"It's okay - I was careless, no one else to blame!" Hong Kun waved his hand to show that he didn't care.
Guo Chuanlin looked at his junior sister and felt that she looked like a little girl who had not grown up. Even though he had not seen it in person, he could guess that Li Qixian was young and bright and spoke freely. Because of her presence, maybe He kept cheering up his senior brother, but he became angry and struck cruelly. They were outsiders seeking shelter and living under someone else's roof. They should behave in a low-key manner. It was normal for them to compete with fellow disciples in swordsmanship. It would be normal for them to win or lose. As long as she could be more even-keeled and say a few nice words, she wouldn't have an outburst with Master Zhou's disciples.
"Hey, where did you go just now?" Li Qixian looked at Guo Chuanlin with suspicious eyes, feeling that he looked suspicious. His whole body was gray, soaked with sweat, and had a sour smell. It hit her nose, and she couldn't help but take two steps back, covered her mouth and nose with the back of her hand, and frowned exaggeratedly.
"I was practicing swordplay on the mountain and didn't bother to change my clothes."
"Practice swordsmanship? Are you working so hard? Look at you, you look like you were fished out of the water!"
Guo Chuanlin shook his head with a wry smile, sat next to his senior brother, and asked: "Senior brother, is your arm really okay?"
Hong Kun moved his arms, gasped, and said with a forced smile: "Fortunately, no muscles or bones were injured, just external injuries. Apply some safflower oil and it will be fine in two days."
"How are the sword skills of Uncle Zhou's apprentices?"
Hong Kun pondered for a moment and said: "It's hard to say. Using wooden swords to fight is completely different from fighting enemies with real swords. Most of their swordsmanship is light. Only with light kung fu can they exert 100% of their power. The training ground is too small. , can’t be used.”
Guo Chuanlin knew this very well. The head master advanced and retreated like a ghost. The last move of "Taiyue Three Green Peaks" was like flowing clouds and flowing water. He was touched by his thoughts and nodded sincerely: "Yes!"
Li Qixian glared at him and scolded: "You weren't there, so you were just blindly agreeing with me!"
Guo Chuanlin smiled. His master's daughter was the apple of his eye, and he was somewhat doted upon. He was already used to Li Qixian's tone of voice. In fact, she didn't have any bad intentions. To outsiders, these words seemed intimate and casual, but Guo Chuanlin didn't like it. He liked women who were well-behaved, gentle and lovable, like Qin Rong.
"Where is Junior Sister Qin? Isn't she with you?"
Hong Kun said: "Junior Sister Qin was called by He Xiang early in the morning. I heard that Mrs. Zhou was not feeling well and asked her to go for acupuncture."
"She knows acupuncture?" Guo Chuanlin was quite surprised.
Hong Kun said: "She has been a doctor for a long time. Her acupuncture is based on the 'Golden Needle' Xue Shen's medicine. It is quite brilliant." Guo Chuanlin noticed the subtle fluctuations in his tone, and his heart moved slightly. Hong Kun seemed to Qin Rong. It's interesting, this is human nature. Most of the Huashan disciples are male disciples. Qin Rong has outstanding appearance and is very eye-catching. It is estimated that many people are attracted to her.
Li Qixian teased: "I'll let Sister Qin give you some acupuncture later. I'm sure the acupuncture will cure the disease and you'll see immediate results!" She glanced at Guo Chuanlin calmly and saw that his face was calm as usual, without any fluctuations. Instead, I felt a little disappointed.
The three of them were chatting under the shade of a tree when noisy footsteps suddenly came from outside the courtyard. Several disciples who had previously "discussed" with Hong Kun walked in with sad faces. One by one, they came forward to apologize to Hong Kun. Hong Kun was a little embarrassed and hurriedly said some polite words, not daring to accept their great gift.
Guo Chuanlin looked outside the courtyard and saw Zhou Ke's figure. He thought, from the perspective of his uncle, there is nothing wrong with doing this, but his disciple will not be convinced. If the master really takes charge of the Huashan Sect in the future, that will be it. If not, the disciples of the Six Branches will sooner or later be a hidden danger - people's hearts are unpredictable, He had seen this kind of retaliation and dirty tricks among the rebels many times.
A moderate storm was suppressed, but the undercurrent under the still water never stopped surging.
