"You can guess wrong sometimes!"
"Everyone makes mistakes, it's nothing strange."
As they were talking, the two had already started fighting. In the narrow room, black and white figures were entangled in one place, black boots collided with snow-white light boots, fists and palms clashed, quietly and silently, but dangerous sparks flashed around the two people, it turned out that they were holding the same dark thunder formula.
In theory, Duan Qingming's cultivation is higher, but Gu Pinglin only reached the Dan stage two years later than him. The gap between the two is no longer as big as it was before. In addition, Gu Pinglin has the Creation Art, which completely ignores the realm suppression, and his disadvantage is almost minimized. Moreover, Duan Qingming's learning in this life is mostly from the Lingxin Sect. Even if he is extremely smart and changes his moves, he can never get rid of the restrictions of the Lingxin Sect's routines, just like his "Gu Ying Swordsmanship", which lacks sharpness. Gu Pinglin fought with him for many years in his previous life and did not understand the Xuanming Sect's routines, but when it comes to the Lingxin Sect, Gu Pinglin knows it like the back of his hand. When fighting with Duan Qingming in this life, he has the potential to surpass him.
Duan Qingming said as he beat me, "You hit me really hard. You are too merciless."
"Do you need to show mercy?" Gu Pinglin sneered.
"This is indeed a misunderstanding. Why don't we sit down and talk slowly?" Duan Qingming pulled back and said calmly, "Don't you want to know where I went and what I did?"
"Of course I do." Gu Pinglin refused to give him a chance to catch his breath. The harder he attacked, the more comfortable his tone became. "Don't worry, even if you don't say it, I can make you confess honestly."
"Can't you confess voluntarily?"
"Will you confess?" Gu Pinglin pressed on step by step, and after a few moves he found an opportunity to trap his hands, forcing him to give up his moves, and the two of them competed with each other in secret strength.
Duan Qingming frowned slightly, and said with a smile: "But you are so reluctant to leave for just a moment."
Gu Pinglin was really enraged this time and was determined to take him down. He completely unleashed the power of the Creation Art, and the Creation Qi rolled over like a rolling millstone, firmly gaining the upper hand. Duan Qingming was forced back immediately, and his feet left two deep marks on the solid cold jade ground.
Duan Qingming's smile suddenly disappeared, he entered the Zhoutian state with the ninth level of Na Yuan, and the capacity of his dantian was more than twice that of an ordinary person. But at this moment, no matter how much true Qi he mobilized, it was all ground away by the true Qi of creation, and his retreat continued.
Seeing that he was forced into a corner, Duan Qingming's eyes suddenly darkened, and a hint of cold excitement appeared in his eyes: "The Qi of Creation is really amazing."
Amid the cold exclamations, the air current lifted up the robes of the two men.
"Hmm?" Gu Pinglin immediately realized something was wrong.
His mind and spirit were shaken, and the originally invincible true energy of creation was blocked. It was like sailing on the sea and suddenly encountered a small wave, causing the boat to shake a little, but the feeling was not too obvious.
It was a wisp of pure true energy, a little familiar, yet a little strange.
Gu Pinglin was shocked and his strength slowed down slightly.
Duan Qingming took the opportunity to stabilize his body. At the same time, the strand of Qi silently retracted like a tentacles, and disappeared without a trace, leaving only the most authentic Lingxin School Qi.
"The Art of Bu Tian?" Gu Pinglin did not miss this subtle change and broke out in a cold sweat.
"The Art of Repairing the Sky?" Duan Qingming seemed to be thinking about something.
After calming down a little, Gu Pinglin searched his memory and rejected this answer.
This is not the Qi for Replenishing the Sky.
He can launch spiritual attacks, which shows that his soul is very powerful, but "Bu Tian Jue" is not a method of cultivating the soul, so it is impossible to reach this level.
In the previous life, the "Bu Tian Jue" was derived from the Xuanming School's skills. The Xuanming School focused on swordsmanship, and the skills were deep and sharp. The "Bu Tian Jue" was even better, but the "Zao Hua Jue" that he practiced was enough to compete with it. The wisp of true energy just now was more domineering than the Bu Tian true energy, and it was too sharp. The way the soul attacked was almost sinister, and it was a bit like...
That's not right. Although it is dangerous, it is not out of control. There is a hint of generosity hidden in its ruthlessness, just like the rope that holds a kite. From this perspective, there is a bit of the shadow of Lingxin School.
What is it exactly
Gu Pinglin frowned, feeling confused.
What is certain is that this method is too overbearing and is definitely not the style of a righteous method. This person has always acted in a crazy way...
Gu Pinglin's face slightly changed: "What did you refine?"
"What?" Duan Qingming pretended not to know.
"You must understand," Gu Pinglin said patiently, "Practicing heterodox skills without permission is tantamount to seeking death."
Duan Qingming smiled and said, "So you still care about me so much."
Gu Pinglin didn't bother to talk to him: "What's wrong with your technique?"
Duan Qingming asked: "What kind of skills are there?"
"You're still not being honest," Gu Pinglin sneered, "I want to know, what's the difficulty?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Pinglin directly increased his Creation Qi, forcing him to retreat another half step.
"You must force me?"
"This method is most effective for you."
"If you don't stop, the room will be lost," Duan Qingming said, "Young Master Nan kindly invited us to be his guests, how can you have the nerve to destroy his things?"
In order to avoid alarming others, Gu Pinglin had already set up a barrier in advance and tried to restrain himself, forcing him to fight with his true Qi. However, the house made of ten thousand year old Nanmu wood was still affected and was shaking gently, making a creaking sound. There was no doubt that if the two continued, the beams and walls of the house would most likely be reduced to dust.
"You are embarrassed, why should I be embarrassed?" Gu Pinglin was unmoved and continued to press forward, raising his eyebrows and mocking, "So, what other means do you have to escape? Why not use them all?"
"This..." Duan Qingming paused and suddenly laughed, "If you want to get out of this, it's easy."
He slowly lowered his head.
Seeing the handsome face approaching, Gu Pinglin was stunned. When he understood his intention, he was immediately furious: "Duan Qingming, how dare you!"
"Oh--" Duan Qingming did not respond, his eyes fell on his lips with some teasing.
Thinking of that strange and exciting touch, Gu Pinglin couldn't help but purse his lips. He felt uncomfortable with every part of his body that was touched by him. He could only resist the urge to give in. "How could a dignified Duan Qingming use such a low-class method?"
Their lips were getting closer and closer. Duan Qingming stopped and said lazily, "It's a low-level method. Once you use it once, it will be easier the second time."
Gu Pinglin said coldly: "You admit that you deliberately used this method to get away before?"
"Of course," Duan Qingming said with a smile, "Do you hope that I am really gay?"
"you!"
"But it's okay to be gay."
Hearing the curiosity hidden in the tone and seeing the familiar crazy eyes, Gu Pinglin's heart trembled. Knowing that he was really interested and could really do it, Gu Pinglin's expression immediately became wonderful.
No matter how crazy and cold-blooded Duan Qingming was in his previous life, he was always a gentleman from a noble family with a graceful and elegant manner. Who would have thought that he would have such a shameless side! This person loves to pursue excitement the most, and when he acts like a demon, he has no limits. In this regard, I really have to admit defeat.
Seeing that he was about to continue, Gu Pinglin almost wanted to kill him: "You really dare!"
"You forced me to do that."
Gu Pinglin couldn't do that, so after careful consideration, he gave in and said, "On the count of three, remove your hand."
"Okay," Duan Qingming responded readily, "One."
"two."
"three!"
Neither party withdrew their hands. Instead, they simultaneously increased their energy, causing the room to shake even more violently.
"It seems that none of us can trust each other," Duan Qingming said, "Then we have to let others solve this problem."
He lowered his head.
Feeling the cold touch on his lips again, Gu Pinglin shouted angrily: "You're looking for death--"
The true energy exploded, breaking through the barrier, and the two disappeared in a cloud of dust.
The room's bearing capacity had reached its limit and was finally destroyed in this powerful Qi contest. The entire room, including the tables and chairs, was reduced to ashes.
“Brother Gu!”
"Junior Brother Gu!"
"Uncle Master?"
…
Several figures appeared at the same time. Such a big commotion not only alarmed Bu Shuihan and others, but even the guards ran over to check.
In the dust and smoke, the two retreated and separated.
Bu Shuihan and the others were stunned and did not react at all.
The black robe fluttered, and Nanzhu appeared out of thin air. He first looked around with a serious face to make sure there was no danger, then he stepped forward and asked Gu Pinglin: "How are you?"
"It's okay." Gu Pinglin's face turned pale and he raised his sleeve to wipe his lower lip inconspicuously.
Bu Shuihan came over and asked in a low voice: "What happened?"
Nanzhu looked back at the guards, and they looked at each other in confusion.
Duan Qingming walked out of the ruins in a casual manner, wearing a white robe without a speck of dust on his face. He bowed with an apologetic look on his face, "We made a mistake in our sparring and destroyed Young Master Nan's palace. As a guest, I am deeply upset that I was so disrespectful."
Gu Pinglin stared at him coldly.
He was sure that he could not tell anyone what had just happened.
Nanzhu was stunned for a moment, then laughed and comforted him: "So that's how it is. On our huge Penglai Island, we can still afford to build these two rooms. It's good that no one is in trouble." He said this but his eyes were looking at Gu Pinglin. Obviously, he didn't think the matter was that simple.
Gu Pinglin shook his head, indicating that there was no need to worry.
Nanzhu breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Duan Qingming: "Excuse me, but fellow apprentices don't need to be too serious. Harmony is the most important thing."
"Young Master Nan is right," Duan Qingming sighed, "This is all my fault."
I didn't expect him to admit his mistake so sincerely. Nanzhu originally supported Gu Pinglin, so she didn't say much after hearing this.
Xin Ji beside him laughed twice: "It's okay, it's okay. Young people are bound to fight for victory or defeat in the heat of the moment. Don't hurt feelings."
Gu Pinglin calmly bowed to the guards and said, "I'm sorry for disturbing you all."
The guards hurriedly returned the greeting.
"Since there is nothing else to do, let's all go back," Nanzhu nodded and smiled at everyone, "Don't worry about it, we can talk about it tomorrow if there is anything else."
It was late at night and it was not convenient to argue too much. Fortunately, there were many guest rooms. As Nanzhu said, destroying one was not a big deal. Gu Pinglin moved to another room to rest. Nanzhu saw that he was unwilling to say more and thought it was a conflict within the Lingxin Sect, so she did not ask any more questions and just told him to come to her if he had any problems.
After everyone left, Bu Shuihan followed Gu Pinglin into the room and asked bluntly, "What happened between you and Junior Brother Duan?"
Gu Pinglin knew he couldn't hide it from him: "It's just a misunderstanding."
Bu Shuihan couldn't help but frown: "Although Junior Brother Duan doesn't match my temper, as you said, I don't think there's anything wrong with his character. You two have always been the best of friends, so why are you suddenly quarreling? Have you forgotten how you advised me before?"
"Brother, you are right. I was too impatient," said Gu Pinglin. "Brother, don't worry. We two didn't take it seriously. There will be nothing to worry about tomorrow."
"That's good," Bu Shuihan patted his shoulder vigorously, joyfully, "You can argue for a few words, but fighting is wrong. You two are both Master's most valued disciples. We, the brothers of the Lingxin Sect, should live in harmony and friendship. Junior Brother Duan has already admitted his mistake in public, so don't take it too seriously."
Gu Pinglin nodded and sent him away, his face gloomy again and he slammed his hand heavily on the table.
Damn it! Damn it!