"good!"
There was thunderous applause, and the "dry" audience was a completely different world. Everyone was shouting loudly, obsessed with the two beautiful figures on the stage.
The radiant glow of amber scarlet silk and the endless blue light of Tianya Excalibur made this place look like a fairyland on earth, extremely beautiful. But the more beautiful ones are the two young women who are flying around. This competition has passed from the morning until now, and an hour has passed, and the two sides are still tied.
Especially Tian Ling'er of Big Bamboo Peak, under Lu Xueqi's Tianya Divine Sword, she has been able to support both offense and defense for so long without showing signs of failure, which is very surprising.
Off the court, Tian Buyi, Suru, Master Shuiyue and other senior experts from the two lines are all in the audience, even the head master Daoxuan is also sitting on a chair, watching the wonderful competition, with his mouth showing Smiling, nodding frequently, I am very pleased.
Tian Buyi was even more nervous because of their close relationship with Suru, but seeing Tian Linger's agility in Daoism, he did not lose the slightest bit, and his heart relaxed a bit. Tian Buyi glanced at his wife beside him, seeing her nervous expression, he said softly: "Relax, Linger is fine."
Suru turned her head to look at her husband, smiled slightly, then turned her head to look at the stage again. Tian Buyi shook his head slightly, and suddenly noticed that the disciples watching behind him, and even the disciples of other branches far away were commotions.
He turned his head to look, and for a moment, he was also stunned for a moment due to his deep cultivation.
Zhang Xiaofan slowly walked over in a narrow passageway that the crowd automatically moved away from. His clothes were all burnt, and even some places were still emitting light smoke. There were large lumps all over his face, hands, and body. The scorched black, a pungent smell came oncoming.
Everyone could see that he was walking very hard, as if he exhausted all his strength with every step, but for some reason he was still persistently walking forward and walking.
Tian Buyi just watched his youngest disciple walk over slowly, without saying a word, his short and fat body left the seat and stood up, Suru sensed something, glanced at her husband strangely, then realized something was wrong, Following his gaze, his face immediately turned pale, and he immediately stood up.
At this time, more people looked here.
Zhang Xiaofan walked in front of Tian Buyi, Tian Buyi looked at the disciple he usually neglected the most, seeing his incomprehensible stubbornness, suddenly a burst of uncontrollable anger surged in his heart, this anger was so strong that he Although he tried his best to suppress it, everyone could still hear his anger: "Old Qi, which guy hurt you so much, isn't winning enough?"
Suru's body shook, she heard that her husband was really angry because of this little disciple whom she looked down on in the past, she was a little worried, she pulled Tian Buyi for a moment, but then her eyes fell on Zhang Xiaofan again.
On both sides, all the disciples under the sect of Dazhufeng stayed where they were because they were too shocked, and forgot to help the junior brother.
On the stage, Lu Xueqi and Tian Linger were fighting fiercely, magic weapons were flying back and forth in the air with an awe-inspiring spirit.
Zhang Xiaofan took a deep look at the stage, then looked at the master in front of him, saw the angry look on his fat face, as if there was still a trace of concern.
He shook his head exhaustedly, and said in a low voice, "No, Master, I won."
After finishing speaking, he only felt a burst of dizziness in his head, and the sky became dark in an instant, and he fell to the ground with a plop, and passed out.
Zhang Xiaofan fell to the ground, unconscious, but what he said before he passed out, stunned all the disciples from Dazhufeng up to Tian Buyi and down, after a while, Tian Buyi and others came to their senses and helped Zhang Xiaofan up .
Tian Buyi took a closer look, and found that the little apprentice was covered with scars as if he had been scorched by a fire, but there was nothing serious about his internal organs. He fainted probably because of exhaustion, and he didn't know what happened just now. What happened to the test.
He pondered for a while, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw more and more people around him looking at him. He didn't want to stand here and be watched by everyone, so he picked up Zhang Xiaofan and whispered to Suru: "I'll take Lao Qi Go back, you are here to watch Linger."
Suru frowned, but still nodded, and glanced at Zhang Xiaofan whose eyes were closed tightly, the anxious expression on his face could not be concealed anymore. The people from Dazhu Peak nearby also gathered around, Du Bishu said: "Master, let me go with you too!"
Tian Buyi shook his head and said, "No need."
At this moment, even Reverend Daoxuan's attention was attracted, and he said, "Junior Brother Tian, is this your disciple? What's wrong?"
Tian Buyi said indifferently: "He is not good at learning arts, he suffered some minor injuries, I will take him to treat him, excuse me."
Reverend Daoxuan nodded, turned around, and looked at the wonderful fight on the stage again. As Tian Buyi walked out of the crowd with Zhang Xiaofan in his arms, the incident quickly subsided, and people were excited again by the two beauties on the stage. Only a few young disciples standing on the periphery of the crowd inadvertently noticed that Feng Huifeng's lineage Most of the disciples' faces were ashen, and they gathered in groups in the distance.
If Zhang Xiaofan was here, he would definitely see that it was the place where Zeng Shushu competed.
※※※
Under Nine Nethernesses, in the Hall of Yama, there are raging fires everywhere, scorching the weeping and screaming people, the blood is scorching, smelling it makes him want to vomit, Zhang Xiaofan only feels his world spinning, but in just a moment, he suddenly returns to many Years ago, in that peaceful small mountain village, the breeze was as light as it was, and it was light and pleasant.
However, a thunderclap resounded across the sky, the sky was as dark as a mountain, as the raging sea was surging. In a blink of an eye, the kind and friendly villagers turned into a mountain of corpses, and the peaceful village became a hell on earth!
"No!"
He shouted with all his strength, tensed all the muscles in his body, and a piercing pain came from his chest, which made him gasp, his whole body trembled, and he woke up with a start.
"Ah! I'm awake, Xiaofan is awake." The voice that was so familiar that it was almost engraved deep in my heart rang out immediately, with a bit of worry and joy. Zhang Xiaofan opened his eyes and saw Tian Linger.
It was as if, back in the past, she was dressed in red, with the amber scarlet silk still wrapped around her waist, her soft hair fell down her fair neck, lining her somewhat pale face, and her bright eyes, pure and pure. Zhang Xiaofan even saw his own shadow in the pupils of his eyes.
Sister! He cried out from the bottom of his heart.
Zhang Xiaofan looked at her without blinking his eyes, if this moment could last forever, how wonderful it would be!
In the house, everyone from the Big Bamboo Peak surrounded him, Tian Buyi stepped forward to feel his pulse, nodded and said: "Okay, it's all right."
Only then did everyone breathe a sigh of relief, and each of them showed a relieved smile.
Zhang Xiaofan glanced around, saw that everyone in Dazhu Peak was here, he was lying on the bed in the room, all senior brothers were standing on the ground, Tian Buyi and Suru were sitting on chairs in front of the bed.
"What, what's wrong?"
Tian Linger smiled and said: "You won't forget it so quickly, right? During the day, you competed with Peng Chang from Fenghui Peak, and you passed out when you came back. It was a big shock, but fortunately, nothing serious happened."
Zhang Xiaofan moved his body, sure enough his body was a little tired, only his chest was aching, everything else was fine, he couldn't help saying in surprise: "Why is this happening, my body is..."
Tian Buyi cut it off and said: "Those burnt spots are just skin wounds, just wipe them off with my Qing Yun Sect's secret elixir, now you have only received a heavy blow on your chest, but the bones and meridians have not shifted and vibrated, Just rest for a few days."
Suru who was sitting on the side smiled and said: "Xiaofan, you still haven't thanked Master, if he hadn't personally rescued you this time, you would have to take care of it for at least half a year just from the trauma."
Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback, he was very surprised, but his gratitude was still beyond words, he said in a low voice: "The disciple is incompetent, and he is burdening the master again."
Tian Buyi snorted, his face turned cold, and said: "You are so incompetent, now you are the most capable person in Dazhu Peak!"
Zhang Xiaofan was shocked again, he didn't know what Tian Buyi meant, so he could only say: "Master, I, no, like a senior sister, ah! There are also senior brothers, senior brothers, they are all far better than me, I dare not..." As he spoke, his voice became quieter, and he only looked at the senior brothers standing in front of him and Tian Ling'er all had strange expressions at this moment, especially the senior senior standing in front of everyone, whose complexion looked particularly pale today. The whole person is no longer full of vigor as usual, and looks like he is on the verge of falling.
Suru sighed, and said: "Daxin, move a chair for your elder brother to sit on!"
Lu Daxin quickly responded, and took a chair from the side and put it beside Song Daren. Song Daren wanted to refuse, but he shook his body a few times, and finally sat down, gasping for air.
Zhang Xiaofan stared dumbfounded, and said: "Elder brother, what's wrong with you?"
Song Daren smiled wryly, but did not speak. On the other hand, the fourth eldest He Dazhi said: "Junior Junior Brother, now that the Qimai Martial Arts Competition has reached its fourth round, you are the only one left in our Big Bamboo Peak." Having said this, he couldn't help but glanced around.
Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, then remembered something, turned his head to Tian Linger who was sitting on the bed and said: "Senior sister, then you also..."
Tian Linger's expression darkened, and she said in a low voice: "I lost too."
Zhang Xiaofan looked at her with a disappointed look, and felt a pain in his heart, but at this moment, he couldn't tolerate his random thoughts.
Tian Buyi looked Zhang Xiaofan up and down, his face darkened, and said, "Old Seven."
Zhang Xiaofan's heart skipped a beat, only hearing Tian Buyi's words there seemed to be a hint of anger, and seeing Master's extremely ugly face, he couldn't help being a little afraid, and said: "Yes, Master, what's the matter..."
Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Tian Buyi stared at Zhang Xiaofan, and said decisively: "How did you come to practice Taoism?"
There was a loud buzz in Zhang Xiaofan's head, he opened his mouth wide, he didn't know how to speak for a moment.
He looked at everyone in the room one by one, only to see that the familiar and kind seniors also remained silent at this time, looking at him with doubts in their eyes.
It's no wonder that a junior who was usually extremely stupid suddenly became famous, and no one could accept it in a short period of time.
Under Tian Buyi's aggressive gaze, sweat dripped down Zhang Xiaofan's forehead, for a moment, he almost blurted out to tell his master that he was secretly practicing a different school of martial arts, but when the words came to his lips, he After all, I endured it.
He is no longer the ignorant young man who didn't know the world five years ago. In the conversations with his fellow disciples, he had already known the great name of Tianyin Temple, and he also knew the skinny old man named Puzhi that night. The true identity of the monk.
Over the years, he has practiced the "Da Fan Prajna" exercise alone, but deep down in his heart, his gratitude to Pu Zhi has never diminished.
"I, no, this disciple is stupid. I haven't made much progress in my cultivation these years." Zhang Xiaofan lowered his head, not daring to meet Tian Buyi's gaze, and said slowly, "A few days ago, this disciple suddenly discovered that It can drive some things, but the disciples can’t believe it themselves, so, so they dare not tell the master and wife, I didn’t expect... "
Tian Buyi sneered, and said, "I never thought that this time, it would be a blockbuster, a big hit!"
Zhang Xiaofan quickly said: "No, it's not, Master..."
How could Tian Buyi be so easy to deceive, and immediately said coldly: "You said you can drive things, but this requires at least the fourth level of Jade Qingjing practice, I asked Daren, he only taught you the second level Can you tell me, as an ignorant and ignorant master, how did you bypass the third level and cultivate to the fourth level?" He said at the end, his voice was extremely cold, with a bit of a tone The evil spirit caused everyone to change their expressions.
Zhang Xiaofan stopped talking, the room was completely silent.
After a long time, when Tian Buyi's complexion became more and more ugly, and everyone's worries became more and more serious, Zhang Xiaofan got up silently, it was obvious that he was still very tired, but he still struggled to get out of bed, and then In front of the crowd, under Tian Linger's shining eyes, he knelt down in front of Tian Buyi.
Tian Buyi was not moved at all, and said coldly, "How?"
Zhang Xiaofan buried his head deeply, his eyes only focused on the small piece of land below him, he didn't even glance to the side, and said in a low voice: "Master, please punish me!"
Everyone was moved, Tian Buyi was even more angry, Suru frowned and said: "Xiaofan, if you have any scruples, just tell your master, why bother?"
Zhang Xiaofan knelt on the ground, motionless.
Tian Buyi sneered twice, then laughed back angrily, and said: "Okay, okay, okay! You are a tough guy, and I have accepted a good disciple!"
Zhang Xiaofan's body that was lying on the ground trembled, he didn't know his mood and expression at the moment, there seemed to be someone in this room, and his breathing suddenly became short of breath. He said in a low voice, "Everything is the disciple's fault, please punish me, master!"
Tian Buyi suddenly stood up, and with a click, the chair under him fell to pieces on the ground, everyone changed their colors, and he said angrily to Zhang Xiaofan: "It's all your fault, hehe, do you know that stealing from the teacher Art is a big taboo in my Qingyun sect, at least I face the wall for decades, and at worst, I abolish my Taoism and drive out of Qingyun, do you know that?"
Zhang Xiaofan suddenly raised his head, looked at Tian Buyi, saw that Master's face was full of anger, but there was no exaggeration, his heart sank.
"How could it be like this?" He said painfully in his heart, that's not what Tian Linger said when he taught him the formula privately.
But, after all, he still didn't turn his head to take a look.
There was a deathly silence in this room, and no one spoke a word.
All that remained were high or low anxious gasps.
A person's heart, in this silence, chilled so quietly and coldly, as if he was crazy but looked at him so rationally, Zhang Xiaofan closed his eyes, lowered his head again, like a desperate The man slowly took the last step: "The disciple is unworthy, please punish the master!"
"Bang!" A wave of force surged like mountains and seas, Zhang Xiaofan flew backwards, hit the wall heavily, the dust was flying, and fell to the ground, spitting out a big mouthful of blood with a wow.
Everyone changed color, led by Song Daren and knelt down forcefully, and all the other disciples knelt down in front of Tian Buyi, saying: "Master, please spare my junior brother!"
Song Daren further said: "Master, I, cough cough, I, it is my ineffective teaching that made the younger brother do something wrong, all the fault is mine, please forgive the younger brother!"
Amid the pleadings of the crowd, Tian Linger stood motionless, staring blankly at Zhang Xiaofan who was struggling in pain in the corner of the wall, blood spilled on his clothes, his face was pale without a trace of blood.
Tian Buyi looked at these disciples who were kneeling at his feet, and then stared at Zhang Xiaofan who was still in the corner, his face was full of anger, he groaned angrily, flung his sleeves and walked out.
Suru glanced at the crowd, shook her head and sighed softly, said to Song Daren and others: "You all get up!" Then she looked at Zhang Xiaofan in the distance, and said to Song Daren who was supported by He Dazhi to stand up : "Go and take care of Xiaofan, I'm going to see your master."
Song Daren and the others quickly said: "Yes, Master."
Suru sighed again, and walked out.
Inside the room, everyone looked at each other, after a while, Tian Linger walked over slowly, turned her back to everyone, helped Zhang Xiaofan up, Zhang Xiaofan was lying in her arms with blood foaming from his mouth, and even smiled.
At that moment, a cool teardrop quietly dripped into the pool of blood on his face.
※※※
At this time, it was already late at night, and above the sea of clouds, the clouds were still floating, as beautiful as a fairyland.
Tian Buyi stood in the square, looking up at the sky.
But I saw countless stars in the night sky, and the moon was as cold as frost.
Behind him, there were familiar footsteps, and Suru came to his side, looked up at the starry sky, and said with a faint smile, "Are you in a better mood?"
Tian Buyi snorted, but didn't speak.
Suru smiled slightly, and said: "You can fool Daren, Linger and others, but you can't hide it from me. The force of the flick of your sleeve is probably to vibrate Xiaofan's chest meridian on purpose, so that the accumulated meridians in his chest Congestion forced out of the body, right?"
Tian Buyi looked at the night sky and said nothing.
Suru shook her head and said, "You are hundreds of years old, why are you still trying to save face!"
Tian Buyi turned his head, glared at his wife, and said: "It's not like you didn't see it, that brat is like something, 'Master, please punish me!'" He imitated Zhang Xiaofan's tone and said angrily : "It's obvious that he was wrong, but he still said it in a very aggrieved manner. On the contrary, I, the master, bullied him and forced him to fail? It's really unreasonable!"
Suru turned her head and glanced towards the direction of the residence, and said, "I don't believe you didn't see it?"
Tian Buyi said: "What?"
Suru said lightly: "Ling'er looks very weird, don't you think?"
Tian Buyi snorted.
Suru smiled and said: "You can see it too. Xiaofan has stayed in Dazhufeng for five years and never went out. It can only be passed on to him by our disciples. Ling'er has always been close to Xiaofan, relying on us on weekdays Petting her, privately passing on Xiaofan's third-level formula is a dare to do it. And if she didn't have a ghost in her heart, with her usual personality of always standing out for Xiaofan in everything, she didn't say a word this time. ? Not her, who else?"
Tian Buyi seemed to have thought about what he said to his wife, and there was no surprise on his face, but he was still angry, and he said unwillingly: "Even if it was Linger's fault, but you see Zhang Xiaofan, in front of so many disciples, If you insist on not saying anything to me, you should be damned!"
Suru laughed, lightly patted her husband's shoulder, and said angrily: "You are also stubborn and blame other people's children. Besides, Xiaofan's doing this is not all because of Ling'er. It’s so hard to come by!”
Tian Buyi rolled his eyes strangely, but didn't say anything more.
Suru glanced at him, and said: "Then what are you going to do when you go back? The crime of stealing from a teacher can be big or small, if we don't go too far for the sake of spirit, let Xiaofan go back tomorrow." The Big Bamboo Peak has been on the back of the mountain for thirty to fifty years."
Tian Buyi was stunned for a moment, snorted, but said: "Finally, one of my disciples came out with one, one... eccentric talent, wouldn't it be cheaper for him to face the wall Cang Song, Shang Zhengliang and the others, don't even think about it, tomorrow Regardless of life or death, let him continue to participate in the competition."
Suru smiled sweetly, with a charming demeanor, she went up to hold her husband's hand, and said with a smile: "I knew you were hard-spoken and soft-hearted."
Tian Buyi's obese face actually turned red, but he immediately returned to normal, glanced around, and said: "I'm an old husband and wife, you are not afraid of being laughed at by others."
Suru glanced at him sideways, her eyes were full of smiles, and said: "Why, are you afraid now that you are the first one? Two hundred years ago, it was also on this Tongtian Peak, when the seven meridian martial arts competitions were held. You sneaked into my residence late at night and called me here, my master Zhenyu Master and senior sister Shuiyue were nearby at that time, and I have never seen you afraid!"
Tian Buyi let out a hey, and said with a smile: "Your master, Zhenyu, must have been more than five hundred years old at that time! I'm already old and confused, so I'm not afraid; as for your vicious senior sister, I have long disliked her , I want to be alone for the rest of my life, but I still want to drag you on, I hate her too late, why would I be afraid of her!"
Suru glared at him, and said: "You are not allowed to speak ill of my mentor and senior sister! They all have deep affection for me."
Tian Buyi shrugged his shoulders, but didn't speak. Looking at it under the moonlight, his short and fat body trembled a bit, which was quite funny, seeing that there was still a bit of complacency in his expression, no matter how kind they were to you, you didn't mean you married me.
Seeing it in her eyes, Suru couldn't help saying angrily: "You're old and not serious."
Tian Buyi was in a good mood, stretched out his hand to hold his wife's smooth as silk hand, and walked slowly in the sea of clouds.
"By the way, I forgot one important thing."
"What's wrong?"
"That brat used a fire stick as a magic weapon and was able to use it very well. He was so angry just now that he forgot to take a look at that thing."
"Xiaofan is still practicing privately after all. I'm afraid he doesn't know much about the manipulation and use of magic weapons. Maybe you can give him some advice sometime?"
"Hmph, let's talk about it after a while! Last night, the senior brother of the sect leader called some of us to go, saying that after communicating with Lingzun through psychic skills, he found that Lingzun seemed to have some evil spirits because he felt the evil spirit of a certain monster. action, but then could never be found again."
"Then what to do?"
"What else can I do? If you can't find it, you can't find it. The Lingzun has lived for at least six thousand years. Your master has been confused since he was six hundred years old. It is not surprising that the Lingzun is a little more confused now!"
"..."