Rebirth of the Arch-nemesis

Chapter 102: The road ahead is frightening

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After seeing off Qi's people, Jun Muzhi also said goodbye and left. Nanzhu knew the rules of Tiancan Sect, so even though she was reluctant, she had no choice but to see him off from the palace in person.

Zhou Yi sat on the sea with his eyes closed and a sword across his knees. When he heard the noise here, he opened his eyes and stood up.

Nanzhu took the initiative to go over and greeted, and said with a smile: "Zhou Daxiu has been waiting for a long time."

Zhou Yi looked at him coldly.

Nanzhu did not feel embarrassed and pleaded, "I am a newcomer to your family. If I have been careless, I hope Brother Zhou can give me some advice."

Zhou Yi just sneered.

Nanzhu was stunned when she saw this, and was about to ask again, but Jun Muzhi quickly closed his fan and said, "It's getting late, we should leave too, right, Brother Zhou?"

Zhou Yi hugged the sword and left.

Jun Muzhi hurriedly turned around and said goodbye to everyone one by one, and finally said to Nanzhu: "Brother, I'm leaving."

Nanzhu nodded sadly: "Take care."

Zhou Yi had already walked a long way, and Jun Muzhi quickly caught up with him: "Brother Zhou, wait for me!"

Zhou Yi seemed not to hear.

Jun Muzhi pursed his lips and said, "Thank you very much, Brother Zhou."

Zhou Yi suddenly stopped, turned around and stared at him.

Being locked in that cold gaze, Jun Muzhi was not afraid. He used a fan to cover half of his face, leaving a pair of crescent eyes looking at him, and sighed: "Don't scold me, I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong."

Zhou Yi sneered: "Are you afraid?"

Jun Muzhi smiled bitterly: "I abandoned Penglai Island and my elder brother for the sake of the Tao, how can I have the face to complain to them now?"

Zhou Yi sneered: "Can face save life?"

"My brother's current predicament is caused by me, and I don't want him to worry." Jun Muzhi coughed twice, closed his fan and saluted him, "Anyway, thank you Brother Zhou for saving me several times."

Zhou Yi said calmly: "In Tiancan Sect, no one can survive by relying on shelter. They didn't touch you because the master wanted to save your life."

"I understand," Jun Muzhi said, "but if it weren't for Brother Zhou, they wouldn't kill me, but they would make me a real cripple..."

"You are a cripple!" Zhou Yi interrupted him with a sinister look.

"Yes, I made a mistake," Jun Muzhi said hurriedly, "Brother Zhou, don't worry, am I such an imprudent person? There are no outsiders here."

"I don't know much about your situation," Zhou Yi said coldly, "Whether it's your face or your life, you'll have to decide for yourself."

"Brother Zhou is right," Jun Muzhi agreed sensibly, "all that face and manners are bullshit. In the sect, surviving to the end is the most important thing. I remember this clearly and will never cause trouble for Brother Zhou again in the future."

Zhou Yi didn't buy it, and pointed his sword at his fishbone fan: "Throw it away."

Jun Muzhi was stunned: "Why throw it away?"

Zhou Yi said: "Our sect is a sword-cultivating sect, it is useless."

"That makes sense," Jun Muzhi quickly put away the fishbone fan, "but this fan was given to me by my grandfather. It is a very precious magic weapon. It would be a pity to throw it away..."

Zhou Yi interrupted him: "Nothing is more precious than life. The sword is our life. You should be more familiar with your sword."

"I appreciate your kindness, Brother Zhou," Jun Muzhi took a deep breath and said patiently, "but everyone has something they love. I hope Brother Zhou can be reasonable."

Zhou Yi said: "The master and I are the reason."

Jun Muzhi was choked for a long time, then gave in: "I'll throw it away when I get back."

Zhou Yi didn't listen to him at all. He reached out and took the fishbone fan from his arms and unfolded it.

Under the state of suppression, Jun Muzhi couldn't move, and his face changed: "Don't!"

Zhou Yi glanced at him, closed the folding fan again and put it in his arms, then threw him a sword: "If you are still alive in ten years, I will return it to you."

At least the thing was still there, Jun Muzhi breathed a sigh of relief. He knew he couldn't force it, so he picked up the sword and checked it. He found that it was just an ordinary low-grade spiritual sword. He was immediately stunned: "You want me to use this?"

Zhou Yi stared at him without changing his expression.

Jun Muzhi was born in a rich family, and the things he used were all exquisite. When had he ever used inferior things? He threw the sword into the water on the spot, his handsome face stained with a hint of anger, and said in a calm voice: "My fan is a rare treasure, and it is hard to find a second one in the world! You can take it, but you use this broken sword to perfunctorily treat me, which is too much."

"A sword is a sword," Zhou Yi said coldly, "You just care too much, so you are useless. This sword is just right for you."

Jun Muzhi laughed angrily: "Forget it, forget it, I, a loser, won't bother with you!" After saying that, he left.

On the Penglai side, Nanzhu had lost interest because Jun Muzhi had left and he forced everyone to drink. Everyone knew the reason and felt it was not appropriate to have fun to their heart's content. The banquet was dull and ended in a hurry. Everyone comforted him and went away to rest.

Nanzhu invited Gu Pinglin into the secret room alone, told him Jun Muzhi's idea, and asked, "What do you think?"

I didn't expect him to ask to marry Ji Qiniang. This is a good idea. Gu Pinglin said politely: "This is a matter of Penglai Island. Outsiders are not allowed to say more."

Nanzhu sighed, "Since I'm telling you these things, I don't treat you as an outsider. To be honest, many people around me are related to Lord Pingcang. Now that Mu Zhi has left, I don't know if they will have other thoughts. Lord Pingcang is loyal, but without Mu Zhi, the people below... The lady has been making a lot of moves recently, and you are the only one I can trust."

Gu Pinglin smiled and said, "Since you have such a brilliant idea, why do you need to ask others?"

Nanzhu understood what he meant and nodded, "I'm relieved if you think so." Then he shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Miss Ji is very smart and cares about Qi Shisan. She may not agree to this marriage."

Gu Pinglin smiled and said, "Brother Nan's wedding wine will definitely be available to me."

Qi Wan'er escaped from marriage, and the Ji family lost face. Penglai undoubtedly offered a way out. Under pressure from the family, Ji Qiniang had no choice but to agree. Unexpectedly, the two of them still got together in this life, but it was for the sake of interests. Both parties knew it well. It was a pity that Ji Qiniang's true love and initiative to marry Qi Wan'er were not lucky enough to accept it.

Thinking of this, Gu Pinglin said seriously: "Miss Ji is a good match. It's just a young sentiment. Brother Nan, don't mind it."

"Do you think I'm still that frivolous young man? Why do you mind all this?" Nanzhu sighed with a smile, "I am helpless, and so is she. Since I want to marry her, I won't treat her badly. But this time she acted capriciously based on her love for me. It's rare to have such courage."

Gu Pinglin helped him in the beginning in order to resolve the hatred from the previous life, make friends with the strong and add help, but now the new skills of Lingxin Sect are attracting people's covetousness, and it is not suitable to interfere in the affairs of Penglai. Therefore, the two talked for a while, and then Gu Pinglin said goodbye and left.

Qi Wan'er is still young and cannot compare to Nanzhu's calmness and determination. For Ji Qinnan, Nanzhu is actually a good match.

Gu Pinglin walked slowly along the corridor, feeling a little uneasy.

Things went back to the past life, and I and Duan Qingming...

Gu Pinglin stopped, suddenly turned sideways, and grabbed the hand that was patting him from behind.

"Hey, you're still so alert," Duan Qingming let him clasp his hands and asked with a smile, "What are you thinking about?"

Gu Pinglin let him go, turned around, raised his eyebrows and said, "I miss you."

"oh?"

"As you said, I think about you all the time," Gu Pinglin said with his hands behind his back, "How about it, are you touched?"

"It's really unexpected," Duan Qingming laughed, "I'm not being sentimental."

Gu Pinglin said: "At least, you have self-awareness."

"You really are..." Duan Qingming shook his head, a smile overflowing from his narrow eyes, "You remember every word so clearly."

Gu Pinglin hummed: "If you were content, why would I remember it?"

"You misunderstood me again," Duan Qingming sighed, "I have some news here. If I tell you, I'm afraid you will remember it again." As he spoke, he leaned close to Gu Pinglin's ear.

"Gu... Master Gu?" A guard came hurriedly to report the news, and was stunned on the spot, dumbfounded when he saw the situation.

Gu Pinglin turned around and asked, "Looking for me?"

"Yes," the guard came back to his senses, somewhat at a loss, "someone is outside looking for you, Master Gu."

Gu Pinglin asked casually: "Who is it?"

The guard lowered his head and said, "They are the Hanying twin swords."

No wonder he looked so strange. Gu Pinglin didn't know what to say for a moment, so he said calmly, "I understand. Thank you."

The guard didn't dare to look at the two men and retreated in a hurry.

Duan Qingming coughed lightly: "Let's go."

Gu Pinglin pursed his lips and left

Outside the palace, Yan Han and Feng Ying stood side by side, not caring about the looks of the Penglai guards, perhaps they were used to it. Feng Ying still carried her zither on her back, wearing a flowing blue shirt, while Yan Han wore a black robe and frowned tightly.

"Two seniors, how are you?" Gu Pinglin bowed and stepped forward.

Seeing that he still maintained his attitude and was not afraid of being affected by the reputation of the two, Feng Ying was naturally moved and said in a gentle voice: "Brother Gu is really a free and easy person. The two of us came here specially to thank you." At this point, his expression was slightly gloomy: "This time, the two of us were lucky enough to escape with our lives, but dozens of fellow disciples of Guangling Sect..."

"You knew it a long time ago, why didn't you say it clearly?" Yan Han said bluntly.

Feng Ying hurriedly stopped him: "How can you blame Brother Gu for this? If it weren't for him, I'm afraid we would have already been thrown into the sea bone pit."

Yan Han said: "It must be the work of the Demon Realm to intercept the earth's energy and set a trap. How could he know about this?"

In the sea bone pit incident, all the major sects and families suffered heavy losses, and the Guangling Sect was not spared either. It was normal for him to have such a reaction. Gu Pinglin had already expected this result and interrupted the argument between the two: "Actually, I don't know the inside story."

The two of them really stopped and looked at him.

Gu Pinglin said, "I just happened to hear a message from a demon cultivator saying that something big was going to happen in the Sea Realm and that important figures from all sects would come. I was worried that this was a trick by the Demon Realm to lure the tiger away from the mountain, so I told you two. I didn't expect that you two were concerned about your sect and really rushed back to Guangling Sect, thus avoiding this disaster."

Yan Han was silent for a moment: "You really don't know?"

Gu Pinglin remained calm: "Of course."

"I have said long ago that Senior Yue of the Lingxin Sect is trustworthy. Brother Gu is his disciple and he is not a bad person," Feng Ying sighed and scolded Yan Han, "Brother Gu told us the news with good intentions, but you doubted him like this. Now that the truth is clear, how can we still stand here with dignity?"

Yan Han was also embarrassed: "Sorry."

Gu Pinglin said: "It's just a misunderstanding. I should thank you for your help."

"It's getting late, we should leave," Feng Ying said with some emotion, "It's a great honor for both of us to meet Brother Gu this time, but..." He stopped and looked behind Gu Pinglin.

Gu Pinglin turned around and saw Duan Qingming approaching. Before he got close, he smiled and bowed to the two of them: "Are you two seniors leaving?"

"That's right," Feng Ying said with a smile, "Senior Brother Yan is still thinking about your move. I wonder when you can perfect it?"

Duan Qingming said modestly: "These are just trifling skills, but I have heard that the Guangling School is a master of both zither and swordsmanship. I also want to see the world-famous 'zither moves wind and rain, sword calms mountains and rivers.'"

Hearing him mention the master's unique skills, Yan and Feng smiled at each other, and Yan Han said, "Let's say goodbye now."

Gu Pinglin clasped his fists and said, "Take care."

"We'll meet again after today's separation. I don't know when we'll meet again." Feng Ying looked at him, then at Duan Qingming, and hesitated to speak. "You..."

"We will take care of ourselves," Duan Qingming took two steps towards Gu Pinglin and said with a smile, "Thank you, senior."

Feng Ying shook his head and left with Yan Han.

After watching the two disappear, Gu Pinglin said, "Go back."

Duan Qingming said "hmm".

Neither of them mentioned the misunderstanding just now. They walked back and forth into the palace. When they met Lady Ming on the way, they stopped to chat and laugh for a while.

When they reached a deserted spot on the corridor, Gu Pinglin suddenly turned around and struck out with his palm!

Duan Qingming was prepared. He turned his face to the side in time, raised his hand and patted his arm lightly, deflecting the palm energy, and at the same time raised his leg to trip the kicking foot.

In the narrow corridor, two figures were so fast that they were almost invisible, their fists and palms were flying, and their legs and feet collided with each other. Both of them tacitly did not use any magic, but instead restrained their sword intent within, using their bodies, limbs, fists and palms as swords. The subtle sword energy flowed between the two people, it was the most open and true sword competition.

After half a lifetime, the Creation Qi and the Heaven-Repairing Qi collided again.

As both are god-level techniques in the cultivation world, the two are truly equally matched and it is difficult to tell which one is superior.

Having fought with Duan Qingming for most of his life, Gu Pinglin was very familiar with him. As soon as he made a move, Gu Pinglin could predict what his next move would be. However, no matter how familiar he was with him, his moves were perfect without any flaws. After hundreds of rounds, Duan Qingming did not suffer much loss. This was also the most helpless thing for Gu Pinglin in his previous life.

Finally, the two brothers restrained each other, and neither was willing to give in.

The difference in cultivation level became apparent during the competition of true Qi. Gu Pinglin's face turned pale, and his feet rubbed against the ground, but he couldn't stop retreating.

"Hey, you're going to lose," Duan Qingming pushed him against the pillar, "I didn't say anything, but you still started fighting. How unreasonable."

Gu Pinglin said: "Play dumb!"

"Isn't this very interesting?" Duan Qingming smiled. "It seems that in their eyes, we are worthy of each other."

Gu Pinglin also laughed: "If you were a woman, I would reluctantly agree."

"Why a woman?" Duan Qingming seemed to be really interested, lowering his head and moving closer to him, "Besides me, no one else is worth pursuing, and besides you, no one else knows me so well. Aren't these more important than women?"

The breath brushed against his nose. Gu Pinglin had already experienced his unique ideas and frowned: "That's enough, this joke is not funny."

“Are you kidding…” Duan Qingming stopped when he noticed the movement.

They both turned around at the same time and saw the guard who had reported the news standing on the corridor, staring at them in a daze.

In an instant, both of them released their strength at the same time and separated as if nothing had happened.

Duan Qingming sighed: "I'm really sorry this time."

He said sorry, but his tone was full of teasing. Gu Pinglin secretly clenched his fists, his face remained calm, and he said calmly: "In terms of cultivation, you win, but the others may not." After that, he walked away calmly.

Duan Qingming walked to the side of the stiff guard, stopped, and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, you must have seen it wrong just now."