Tianyun Sect, Outer Dormitory
Qiye casually leaned on the bed by the window, looking out the clear window, feeling calm and calm.
The cool breeze, the green pines and cypresses, and the calm tranquility made his mind wander:
Suffering from slavery, life and death, and finally getting rid of the fate of being weak. After going through many hardships along the way, he was able to enter the sect and realize the first step of becoming a strong man.
The next step is to continue to accumulate one's own strength, continue to become stronger, stronger...
Qiye secretly planned in his heart.
After a day of twists and turns, he gradually fell asleep, a little tired, and sank into the Hunyuan Refining Realm wholeheartedly.
Now that spiritual power has reached Great Consummation, the intensity of cultivation must be appropriately strengthened.
In the spirit world, Qiye practiced Shadow Step assiduously. Now the Shadow Step has reached the second level of 'Chasing the Wind and Xiaocheng', and is unstoppable among war-level experts.
If he wanted to escape, even the early stage Tomahawk might not be able to catch him.
However, if you encounter a fighting spirit-level opponent, this ability is still far from enough.
Just when Qiye was immersed in practicing, several hazy figures appeared beside his bed late at night.
"Beat me! Beat me to death!" An order came from the crowd.
Those huge figures all rushed forward, covered with quilts, and then punched and kicked Qiye without sparing any effort.
At this moment, Qiye, because he had sunk into the Hunyuan Refining Realm, completely blocked his external senses, and was concentrating on practicing Shadow Steps, completely unaware that his body was being beaten by several people.
"Puff puff!"
A few people nervously activated their spiritual power, wrapped their fists and hit Qiye, who was covered in quilts.
After a while, several people stopped breathing slightly and said:
"Stop fighting, stop fighting. Let's see if this kid was beaten to death by us. Why is there no sound at all?"
Seeing that something was wrong, everyone quickly opened the quilt and saw that Qiye seemed to be in a deep sleep. They thought he had been knocked unconscious, so they stopped there.
"Hmph, this kid is lucky. I don't want him to suffer a little. I don't know the benefits of offending this young master."
The bright moonlight shines through the open window in the breeze and shines on Kuo Shaoxiang Lifu's proud face.
After he finished venting his anger, he clapped his hands in relief and returned to his bed.
Although he is also in the junior level, compared with Qiye, he appears to be weak.
However, Xiang Lifu knows how to borrow the power of others. He believes that even if Qiye is a genius, he will definitely not be able to defeat several new disciples of equal strength.
And what these people did in the middle of the night was naturally seen by other disciples in the dormitory. But no one dared to step forward to stop him. After all, no one would offend several rich men for a stranger.
The cowardly disciple whom Qiye had helped before was hiding in bed tremblingly, covering himself tightly with the quilt, and kept muttering "I didn't see it, I didn't see it..." as if he was struggling to escape.
The next day.
The breeze was refreshing and the sunshine was warm. After seven nights of practicing in the Hunyuan Refining Realm, I sat up feeling refreshed.
"呲呲呲..." As soon as he sat up, Qiye gasped in pain, and then he felt a pain all over his body. There was also a burning feeling on his face, and his arms were bruised and bruised.
"What's going on?" Qiye asked in surprise. He had never experienced such a situation since he had been practicing in the Hunyuan Refining Realm for so long.
He raised his head and looked around, and when he saw other people making eye contact with him, they ran away as if to escape, or looked at Xiang Lifu on the other side.
Their actions made it clear that the pain on his body must be related to Xian Lifu. No matter how stupid he was, he would have guessed that he must have been beaten by Xian Lifu last night.
After understanding it in an instant, Qiye looked at Xianglifu with a sharp look:
Unexpectedly, even though you have been warned once, you still dare to provoke me stupidly.
This is your own death!
Qiye mourned for him in his heart, then got out of bed in the cold and walked towards Xiang Lifu.
When Xianglifu saw Qiye walking towards him, not only was he not afraid, but he had a meaningful smile on his face.
After being hooded and beaten violently last night, Xianglifu thought with pride: It turned out that Qiye was just a paper tiger and there was nothing to fear at all.
Seeing him walking towards him coldly, the young men who had done the trick last night suddenly stood up and stood in front of him, with proud expressions on their faces.
"Boy, you still..."
Just when a young man stepped forward to provoke him, he had not finished speaking.
"Pah!" Qiye waved his backhand without any warning, and with such force, the young master who loved to be the leader was slapped out of the door.
After a few gorgeous spins, he fell heavily to the ground, foaming at the mouth and unconscious.
Seeing this scene, Xiang Lifu's face was slightly startled, and the young masters who had been joking around became furious.
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
Another tall and thin young man rushed forward with a powerful fist, just as he was about to hit his head with a fist wrapped in spiritual power.
Qiye kicked the young man without changing his expression, directly on the stomach. With a sudden shock, the young man flew backwards and landed on the earthen bed with a loud crack.
Another person was defeated, and Xiang Lifu was shocked.
He was able to deal with two disciples who were both at the same junior level so easily, and it seemed like it was effortless. He just successfully opened his spirit last night, how could he have such overwhelming strength today.
impossible! impossible! Xiang Lifu said in disbelief.
In fact, when Qiye first took action, he relied solely on physical strength and no spiritual power at all.
After such a long period of spiritual cultivation in the Hunyuan Refining Realm, his physical strength has become comparable to that of a war-level spiritual practitioner, enough to crush any junior disciple.
An eight-year-old child can physically match a warrior-level warrior. This is simply a fantasy.
If he uses spiritual power again, I'm afraid those disciples will die on the spot.
Qiye naturally didn't want to cause such a sensation as soon as he entered the sect, as that would be too easy to expose.
Now that you have entered the sect, it is like being under a roof. It is better to cause less trouble.
However, he is not a soft-hearted person. He must learn the necessary lessons to make these people remember him for a long time.
"Let's take action together and kill him!"
The remaining three people's sense of crisis suddenly increased and they no longer asked Dadi to take action together.
"Humph~" Qiye hummed softly, and his palms came out in succession.
After three crisp sounds of "Pa, Pa, Pa", the three people rushing towards them flew out vulnerable to a single blow.
Seeing this scene, Xianglifu, who had not done anything until now, looked horrified and stunned.
A kind of fear arose in his heart. He was afraid and at the same time regretful that he really shouldn't have provoked this evil god last night.
"Did you do something last night?"
Qiye walked up to Xianglifu, twisted his collar like a chicken, and asked.
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, everything is a misunderstanding, brother."
At this moment, Xiang Lifu felt as if his life was in the hands of others and had no choice but to surrender.
"Misunderstanding? So you call this a misunderstanding, so I'll misunderstand you once too."
After saying that, Qiye slowly put down Xianglifu and then patted him on the shoulder.
Click!
"Ahhh!"
Xianglifu let out a scream like a slaughtering pig, but in the eyes of others, Qiye just slapped him on the shoulder casually.
In fact, Qiye injected spiritual power into Xianglifu's body, making him feel as if all his bones were being dismantled.
The pain was enough to make him suffocate. Xianglifu sat down on the ground with a pale face and almost fainted.
After Qiye achieved his purpose of inflicting punishment, he walked out of the room calmly and ignored the people lying on the ground under the shocked eyes of everyone.
Xianglifu looked at the retreating figure. In addition to fear, there was more resentment in his eyes!
He secretly vowed in his heart: One day, he must get it back a hundred times or a thousand times! I want him to taste the pain of today.
Feeling the vicious gaze behind him, Qiye glanced at him and thought helplessly:
How about just killing him?
As soon as this thought came to his mind, his eyes were extremely cold and frightening. However, his reason told him not to be so impulsive.
Shaking his head to clear away distracting thoughts, he was very confused:
Recently, when I am in trouble, I will always have the idea of murdering for no reason and naturally, in order to completely solve the trouble.
Once upon a time, even when I was beaten to pieces by the soldiers in the slave camp, I never had such an idea.
If it weren't for the rationality of his own subjective thinking to curb such dangerous thoughts in time, he might really be uncontrollable and kill people.
With this kind of potential murderous consciousness, Qiye couldn't help but become vigilant:
The evil thoughts swallowed by the black demonic flames...
If I hadn't consciously restrained this all-pervasive evil thought, followed my own will and released my nature, I'm afraid I would have become murderous by now.
After having this vigilance, Qiye did not dare to slack off on himself, and tried hard to maintain a calm and peaceful mind to avoid being swayed by evil thoughts.
However, Xiang Lifu’s sneak attack last night also reminded Qiye about the disadvantages of Hunyuan Refining Realm:
Because his mind is isolated from the outside world, if someone attempts to kill him at this time, the outcome will not be as simple as being beaten. It is not impossible that he may die tragically at the hands of others due to an accident.
what can we do about it? ...Walking, walking, Qiye was full of thoughts.
early morning,
It was the morning class for new disciples. Qiye arrived early in the morning in front of a magnificent palace halfway up Baizhang Peak.
"Zhiyun Palace", several large golden characters shone brightly, reflecting the first rays of the morning sun.
Qiye took a look at it. The whole palace was solemn and solemn, with ancient charm. I don't know how many sermons and discussions I have witnessed here to have such a foundation.
Walking into the hall, the smooth and washable floor is neatly spread with thousands of mats, and dozens of pillars held by two people holding each other up to the sky.
In front of the main hall, there is an altar about three meters high.
After Qiye took a few glances, he chose a remote corner and sat down safely with his back against the big pillar. There were only a few people in the hall, and no one would care about him sitting in the corner, deserted.
With nothing to do, sleep came over me, and after falling asleep for a while, I didn’t know when the hall was filled with new disciples.
It was so crowded and noisy.
Many disciples were getting to know each other, but Qiye seemed to be isolated from everyone, sitting quietly in the corner alone.
Faced with this situation where no one was paying attention, he felt quite free and at ease inside.
After all, I have always been used to being alone.
However, when I saw that everyone was talking, laughing and having fun, but I was alone in the corner, I felt a faint sense of loss in my heart.
He couldn't help but want to ask:
I'm used to being alone, so why would I care?
