In the cheers of Jiji, Jingyue violently cleared the way and went straight to the law enforcement hall.
It turned out that the person on duty was a pro-passing faction. Jing Yue remembered that the other party's surname was Chen.
Chen Guanshi looked quite old, and the position of sect steward was usually held by the hopeless old core disciples of Jindan. He said slowly: "Who is coming? Why?"
Jing Yue didn't believe that he didn't hear the movement outside, but the other party acted like he didn't know anything.
"Disciple Jingshan, wants to sue the Gu family in Xintiancheng about embezzling the spirit mines of other sects under the name of the Cold Cloud Sect."
Manager Chen: "Are you Jingshan?"
"Exactly."
Steward Chen's eyes fell on him, and Jing Yue accepted it calmly. After a while, Chen Guanshi said, "Let's talk about it in detail."
Jing Yue came up with what he had just heard, and finally said: "I don't know if there is any hidden truth in this matter, and the Law Enforcement Hall needs to come forward to verify it."
Chen Guanshi couldn't see anything on the face, he only said: "Well, I see."
But Jing Yue noticed that his little finger unconsciously touched the armrest of the seat, showing that he was not at peace.
"The disciple has retired."
Shortly after Jing Yue left, Director Chen came out of the Law Enforcement Hall.
Liu Tianhao limped forward. Just now, he didn't dare to disturb Jingshan's conversation with the steward, but now he couldn't help but want to complain.
Unexpectedly, before he could get close, Manager Chen threw his sleeves and slammed him against the wall, the blood in his body surged, and he couldn't hold back a small mouthful of blood.
Liu Tianhao was startled and suspicious, and then heard Guanshi Chen say: "What a fool! Can you afford to delay a major event?"
Then leave in a hurry.
Liu Tianhao looked at the back of the steward, and was shocked, scared and confused, and hated Jingshan even more.
In the next few days, there have been a lot of gossip in the door.
It is said that the headmaster was very angry at the fact that the disciples of the Cold Cloud Sect lost to the Zixia faction, and there are also reports that the core disciples who were defeated were severely punished and sent to Lingshan to mine. Whether the news is true or false, is very eye-catching, and what attracts everyone's attention is that the family line has been overtaken by the pro-independence faction, and even the populist faction has profited from it.
As soon as Jing Yue heard it, he understood that Elder Chen did not act according to the rules, but used this to exchange interests with the other two factions.
The people in the dormitory are very happy, no one thinks this is wrong, in their hearts, it seems that maintaining the sect law is far inferior to consolidating the interests of the faction.
This situation should have made Jing Yue angry, but he has calmed down. He has a plan and will only start implementing it once the ceremony is over.
Of course, the Gu family, who caused heavy losses to the Aristocratic faction, had a bad luck. It is said that they were not only forced to return the spirit mine to Xiaoshimen, but also took out most of the family property as compensation. The disciples in the clan were even more disgusted by the aristocratic faction, and even Gu Xia, who was unanimously favored by everyone, was sent to Baizhanghai to fight against the demon clan.
The Gu family is already so miserable, how can Liu Xiaoxiao be involved in this incident? Both she and her senior brother were abolished, and the Gu family didn't drive them away. They only made them slaves and maids, doing the dirtiest and cheapest jobs, and anyone could step on them.
Liu Xiaoxiao worked hard for the Great Dao, but in the end it was just a dream.
Lan Feng went down the mountain to inquire about the matter in Gu's house, but Jing Yue didn't pay any attention to it. About a month later, it was getting closer and closer to the sect grand ceremony, and the cold cloud sect also opened the mountain gate to welcome the guests who came to congratulate.
The gossips in the mouths of the disciples change every day, which fairy is beautiful today, which real person is extraordinary tomorrow, or some small sects have never seen the world and lose their ugliness, or which gates The enemies of the big faction are extremely jealous when they meet, and they have to create opportunities to compare and compete when they have no chance.
In the morning class this morning, the lecturer taught the practice experience according to the script, and many disciples' thoughts had already drifted to the sky. Jingyue occasionally saw Yu Xiaobao who was also in a state of disbelief. What was he thinking
At the end, a disciple suddenly found Jing Yue, "Junior Brother Jing, I would like to discuss with you again, but only use the basic swordsmanship of the Cold Cloud Sect."
Jing Yue looked a little familiar...
Oh! It was Mu Feng who was cut vegetables by him last time. Seeing the other party staring at him with burning eyes, he seemed confident that he would be ashamed.
At this time, everyone in the field looked at them, and the lecturer's face was bright and "if you don't agree, I will tell the truth", which let Jing Yue know that the other party was prepared and would not let him refuse.
Of course, he didn't mean to refuse, he also wanted to see, what kind of demons are these people going to be
"OK."
Mu Feng was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Jingshan to agree so simply. The words in his heart were blocked in his throat, and he felt a little uncomfortable for a while.
Just when Jingyue got up, the hem of his clothes was lightly pulled, and when he turned around, he saw Yu Xiaobao's face was not very good and he said, "Be careful."
Jing Yue paused and nodded slightly.
The two came to the front one after the other and saluted each other.
Mu Feng looked at the young man. After a few months, the other party didn't seem to have changed, but his heart was trembling. He could never forget that amazing purple sword glow, which almost became his inner demon, always flashing in front of him unexpectedly.
Thinking that he was brought into the Cold Cloud Sect at the age of seven, and since then he has devoted himself to cultivating the Tao, and has not slackened a single day for twenty years. Even in order to achieve a successful impact, he deliberately got stuck in the third level of Qi training for several years.
Others praised him for being firm-minded and never rushing for quick success, and he thought so too. But after that day, when he saw the sword light, he knew that his heart was shaken for the first time.
—It was a sword that was too perfect, a sword that was out of his reach, and the person who made this sword was only a half-eldest who practiced the first level of Qi.
After that, Mu Feng practiced the sword ruthlessly, but the result made him deeply frustrated, as if no matter how much he practiced, he couldn't keep up with the opponent.
He understands that his state of mind has been seriously affected, to the point that his cultivation has not been beneficial for a period of time, and he must break free from all this!
And his only way is to defeat Jingshan, no matter what method he uses!
So, he set out.
Mu Feng made a move without reservation, but Jing Yue didn't give him any breathing room like last time, but dealt with it calmly. Jing Yue always felt that today's test would not be easy, and that there was something wrong with the opponent in front of him.
Mu Feng pressed step by step, but Jing Yue never retreated. The people in the audience could see clearly that the former had tried his best, while the latter was doing his best.
"What happened to Senior Brother Mu? Are you humiliating yourself?"
"I don't know. I thought he had some big moves. It doesn't look like he's making progress?"
"That Jingshan is really strong, I'm going to get down on the ground with one move when I confront Senior Brother Mu."
…
Everyone was talking about it, but Jing Yue suddenly froze. I saw that Mu Feng's eyes became blood red at some point, and the nearby spiritual energy was surging like dense clouds, forming a vortex of spiritual energy beside him.
"Ah! Is Senior Brother Mu going to advance?"
Everyone stared at Mu Feng right and wrong, and they could see that the spiritual energy was rushing into Mu Feng's body, and driven by the direction of the spiritual energy, Jingshan's sword stance became slower and slower, which was obviously greatly hindered.
Hearing the sound of popping beans, it was Mu Feng's bones that were being tempered. The muscles in his arms bulged, bursting his sleeves, revealing a piece of wheat-colored skin.
At this moment, the aura absorbed by Mu Feng's body had reached a critical point, and he even felt a dull pain in his dantian, as if he was about to burst. Then, he let out a loud shout, and the spiritual energy exploded with him as the center, and the pale golden waves spread around in circles.
not good! Mu Feng broke through!
Jingyue felt that these spiritual energies seemed to be turned into thousands of sharp weapons, shooting at him with a chill, trying to pierce his skin! He danced the purple wood sword in his hand tightly, but there were still a small number of fish that slipped through the net and cut wounds on his body.
At this moment, Mu Feng finally rose to the fourth level of Qi training, from the low-level to the middle-level, how much more than double the spiritual power in the body? With confidence, he raised his sword and slashed at his opponent!
"Clang-"
Jing Yue blocked this move, sparks flew when the two swords collided, he only felt that the opponent suddenly became infinitely powerful. Jingyue's tiger's mouth was shaken open, and blood flowed down the back of his hand, staining the palm of his hand red, making him almost unable to hold the sword.
wrong! This is not the strength of the fourth layer of Qi training!
Jing Yue's expression was solemn, and he observed Mu Feng carefully, and found that the opponent's offensive was several times fiercer, but he seemed to be completely ignorant of basic swordsmanship.
Mu Feng moved faster and faster, and his momentum became more and more vigorous, and it seemed that he had firmly suppressed his opponent. But his breathing became heavier, his face turned from red to blue, and he looked like a zombie.
"Death to me!"
His voice was hoarse, his eyes widened, and two blood-colored tears were left at the corners of his eyes that suddenly burst open. The blood vessels under the exposed skin bulged out, as if they were about to burrow out of the skin, exploding bright flowers.
Jing Yue's heart skipped a beat. Although he didn't know why Mu Feng did this, he knew that if Mu Feng continued, he would explode and die within a quarter of an hour!
A ball of thunder light condensed in his palm, which kept shrinking and squeezing, gradually becoming only the size of a baby's fist. Then, he flipped his palm and pushed, and the thunder light hit Mu Feng, making a loud noise.
Mu Feng was already at the end of the battle. Under the impact of the lightning, he was directly smashed to death, his skin was ripped apart, and he gave off a scorched smell.
"what are you doing?!"
The disciples of the pro-inherited faction swarmed up and surrounded Jing Yue, and the lecturer flew up and grabbed Jing Yue's wrist.
"You, how dare you kill your fellow sect! So vicious!"
Jing Yue quickly used his skill to break free, wiping the purple wooden sword horizontally, and the people blocking the front fell one after another. Jing Yue hurried to Mu Feng to check his situation.
At this time, Mu Feng's breath was weak, and it seemed that he would die at any time.
Jing Yue found that there was still a tyrannical medicinal power remaining in the opponent's body. What's even more terrifying is that Mu Feng's whole body's meridians have been broken, and his dantian has been destroyed!