The remaining disciple of the Qingyun Sect let out another miserable howl that was not like a human voice. Shi Wuchen stabbed his forehead with a sword, Lan Ruojun stabbed his chest with a sword, and Ren Qingkuang then cut him open with a sword. He stabbed his stomach; and behind him, Yun Yang stabbed him three times in succession, all aimed directly at the vital part of his neck!
Dangdangdang...
Each knife hit the neck, but it was like cutting on steel. It wasn't until the third knife that the head was chopped off!
But before he died, the man howled wildly and stabbed with an almost aimless knife. However, it accidentally penetrated Shi Wuchen's right shoulder, and the tip of the knife emerged from behind the shoulder!
The man's headless body shook for a moment, then suddenly fell forward.
The four of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Lan Ruojun and Ren Qingkuang sat down on the ground and laughed wildly: "Have a good time, thank you very much!"
Then without any extra movement, they just rolled their eyes and fainted together. Their movements were unexpectedly uniform.
"Let's go! Go quickly! You can't stay here for a long time!"
Yun Yang didn't talk nonsense and just carried the two of them on his back. Shi Wuchen pulled out the knife from his shoulder, grunted, and took back his interdimensional ring.
Yun Yang turned around and took off all the space rings from the hands of the three Qingyun Sect disciples, and then quickly retreated into the dense forest.
Almost at the same moment, the sound of clothes being ripped through the air could be heard in the distance.
"Who's over there?"
But there is no trace here.
…
"How will you be here?"
"How did you get here?"
Lan Ruojun and Ren Qingkuang woke up quickly, but as soon as they woke up, they looked at each other in confusion, and the first words they blurted out were exactly the same.
"You guys say it first!"
"You speak first!"
Again in unison.
Yun Yang looked at the three of them with full eyes, as if appreciating a long-lost memory.
At this moment, Yun Yang felt the friendship between the three of them. Although it was not as high as the love between his nine brothers, or the brothers of Yan Jun in the Tenth Palace, they still had a sincere and mutual sympathy. Related.
"You, Shi Wuchen, have disappeared for three years without a trace. It seems that you are doing quite well. The rumors that you have been seriously injured and have perished are obviously untrue. But you are so carefree, how can you know how we have lived in the past three years? What day is it?!”
Lan Ruojun smiled bitterly: "In another four months of this year, it will be the period of the customary Tianyun Flag Competition; and this time is different from the past. Countless sects are ready to move, either intending to upgrade their Tianyun Flags, or planning Protect your own Tianyun Banner rank from falling. As a result, the participating disciples in the sect naturally retreated, but this also vacated many true disciple positions. These ordinary disciples of the Tianyun Banner were like crazy, flooding into the world , work hard to improve your own strength... "
Shi Wuchen sighed. After hearing this, he didn't need to listen any more. He already knew the current situation of his brothers.
Nine solid whetstones have been placed here, and they have been idle for a long time; those sect disciples haven't rushed towards them like crazy? Create every opportunity, defeat the ten talented people in the world, and obtain the qualification of a true disciple!
This is something that is right in front of you, and you don’t even need to guess.
"It seems you are having a hard time..." Shi Wuchen sighed.
"It's more than difficult. The two of us are often entangled in the same situation, and the situation is better. Shi Baopao's side is beaten three times a day as usual... Duan can't escape no matter how hard he hides; Ping Xiaoyi is usually cautious, and he doesn't get beaten easily. He got into a dispute with someone, but somehow he got into a confrontation with a sect and poisoned more than a dozen of the other sect's disciples in one breath... He was already the target of public criticism, but after all, he did it for a purpose, and he immediately killed him after being hurt. He traveled thousands of miles and fled to the end of the world, and his whereabouts are still unknown..."
Shi Wuchen said in surprise: "This guy is usually soft-spoken, but the killer is so ruthless. He really has no appearance... It doesn't matter if his whereabouts are unknown. No news is good news. There is always hope. Where are the others?"
Lan Ruojun sighed sadly: "Most of the others also suffered... ordinary encounters. Or it may be worse. I don't know."
Yun Yang asked curiously: "Why were the ten of you chosen to be the whetstones in the first place? Don't they have their own standards of measurement? What kind of standards are there to keep you as the whetstones? This matter always Is there some reason why?"
Lan Ruojun said miserably: "Brother, you don't know. Among the ten of us, several people once worshiped Tianyun Banner. Among them, Wu Huanmeng and Tie Qingcang; strictly speaking, they are still Tianyun Banners." Under the banner... But at the beginning, less than half a year after they became disciples, there happened to be a sect competition in the Xuanhuang Realm. Unfortunately, the sect lost and was replaced by a junior, and was eventually demoted; both of them had been selected as true disciples, but the elders of the sect However, all the members died in this battle... The sect existed in name only and had no choice but to wander around the world."
"Others were either framed by others in the sect, or excluded, or for other reasons... were forced to leave the sect they were born in. Then gradually, rumors spread that we were born with the talent to grind stones... "
Yun Yang was stunned: "A natural talent for whetstone? Is there such a thing as that?"
"This statement is originally true... but the so-called people with whetstone qualifications mostly refer to those who are stuck in a bottleneck in the sect and are unable to break through, and they are also high-level cultivators who have been unable to break through for more than fifty years and have no hope of breaking through again. This type of cultivator , is at the top of his cultivation level at the right time, and has rich experience in the world, and equally rich combat experience. When he understands that there is no hope of breakthrough in his cultivation level, and if he wants to leave a legacy, he will most likely choose to join a sect. A disciple of the same level, or a training partner of a disciple of a lower level... This kind of existence is probably a whetstone."
"In fact, there are many disciples like this among the sect's gang families. The existence of the whetstone is indispensable in providing an excellent ladder for the lower-level disciples of the sect with good qualifications."
Yun Yang nodded, and then asked: "This statement is easy to understand, but the so-called whetstones like you are different from the whetstone disciples of ordinary sects, right?"
Ren Qingkuang smiled bitterly and said: "Of course there are differences, almost qualitative differences. The rumored natural whetstone is... At every level, one can quickly reach a high level and then stay for a while to digest it. "
"And this period of time is called the sharpening time...or it is more appropriate to call it the whetstone time. When facing people like us, the pressure that cultivators of the same level can feel is the same. The highest among the ranks.”
"In this way, the so-called best whetstone was born."
"But how could we be such natural whetstones? Those rumors were originally deliberately spread by villains who had issues with a few of us!"