I saw Zuo Xiaodie standing in the distance angrily, her eyes a little red, looking at Lang Feng without turning her head, ignoring the glances of others, and shouted: "Come here!"

When Lang Feng saw Zuo Xiaodie looking like he was about to cry, he didn't dare to disobey him. If he started crying in front of everyone, he wouldn't want to suffer the consequences, so he went over obediently.

Standing in front of him, Zuo Xiaodie did not speak. Lang Feng asked: "Xiaodie, what's wrong with you?"

Zuo Xiaodie held back her tears and asked, "Did you give that exquisite hairpin to Senior Sister Yue?"

Lang Feng sighed and said: "That's right!"

Zuo Xiaodie finally couldn't help it, tears flowed down, and she didn't wipe them away, saying: "Did you buy it when you went to Buddhism?"

Lang Feng said: "Yes!"

Zuo Xiaodie asked again: "Did you buy it specifically for Senior Sister Yue?"

Lang Feng said: "Xiaodie..."

Zuo Xiaodie interrupted: "Do you think you bought it specifically for Senior Sister Yue?"

Seeing Zuo Xiaodie's tears stop, Lang Feng seemed to become more deserted, not crying as much as he expected.

Zuo Xiaodie asked this, but Lang Feng was extremely embarrassed. He couldn't say in public that he bought it for Bingyue, and said: "Xiaodie!"

Zuo Xiaodie interrupted again and said loudly: "Isn't that right?"

Lang Feng's heart suddenly surged, and he said with determination: "Yes!"

Zuo Xiaodie suddenly looked up at Lang Feng, her eyes full of despair, and Lang Feng felt heartache.

Zuo Xiaodie slowly turned around and walked away alone. Lang Feng looked at the weak back, feeling confused.

In a distant place, Zuo Jiansong stood with his back clasped on his back. He sighed softly and said from behind: "Xiaodie, you have to grow up after all."

Zuo Jiansong turned around, looked at the fat Xia Jianfei, and said: "Yes, being young is good!" After that, he added: "What do you think of Linglong Hairpin?"

Xia Jianfei said: "No matter how Lang Feng got the exquisite hairpin, it is always beneficial to us, so we'd better not care about it."

Zuo Jiansong nodded and said, "I just don't understand." He said with a straight face, "Junior Brother Xia, in two months, it will be the day of the three-sect martial arts competition. Are everything being prepared?"

Xia Jianfei said: "It's another ten years. We were prepared ten years ago, but now there is nothing prepared."

Zuo Jiansong shook his head and said: "This year is no better than ten years ago. The Shadow Sword God of the Demon Sect is coming and going. I don't know what other conspiracies there are. It's really worrying." After saying this, he looked very bitter.

Xia Jianfei said: "No matter how rampant the Demon Sect is, they will not dare to show up when the masters of the three sects gather together. Senior Brother is worrying too much."

Zuo Jiansong nodded and said: "But I always have an unknown premonition."

Xia Jianfei said: "This three-door martial arts competition may be able to help us overcome this difficulty."

Zuo Jiansong's eyes lit up and he said, "What does Junior Brother Xia mean?"

Xia Jianfei's eyes flashed and he said: "Yes, after the three sects have gathered together, even if the evil sect king and the shadow sword arrive at the same time, they may not be able to escape unscathed."

Zuo Jiansong looked happy, but worried: "The other two sects may not come to help."

Xia Jianfei said: "The three sects are an alliance of sects, so there is no reason not to take action."

Zuo Jiansong laughed and said: "This time we asked Buddhism for help, why didn't Buddhism take action?"

Xia Jianfei was startled and fell into deep thought. After a while he said: "I will ask some Buddhist masters to give me some advice when the time comes."

This matter had troubled everyone for a long time, Zuo Jiansong simply put it aside and asked: "Has the candidate for this competition been decided?"

After saying that, the two of them walked side by side towards one place. Xia Jianfei said as he walked: "The others have not yet been decided. Whether they can advance to the top three this year depends on Yifei and Yue'er."

Zuo Jiansong nodded and said: "Yes, Yifei and Yue'er have extraordinary qualifications and good cultivation. If they can enter the top three, they can also earn some glory for our Tianmen."

Xia Jianfei said: "There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers among the three sects, and there are even more masters among the younger generation. It is not easy to advance to the top three."

Zuo Jiansong nodded in agreement and asked, "How do they compare to Yifei?"

Xia Jianfei said: "There are at least two people whose cultivation levels will never be lower than Yifei's."

Zuo Jiansong said: "Buddhist wisdom!"

Xia Jianfei said: "Yes, Zhidian is known as the leader of the Four Little Divine Monks, and his cultivation level is unfathomable."

Zuo Jiansong asked again: "Who is the other person?"

Xia Jianfei stopped and said: "Xuanmen Fire Spirit!"

Zuo Jiansong had never heard of this name. Knowing that Xia Jianfei knew a lot about the three sects, he asked: "Fire Spirit?"

Xia Jianfei explained: "Huo Ling is the daughter of Huo Yunlie and Shui Murou."

Zuo Jiansong suddenly realized and said: "It turns out that Huo Ling is the daughter of these two people, no wonder it is like this!"

Xia Jianfei said: "I heard that the fire spirit is the same body as water and fire."

Zuo Jiansong said in shock: "Fire and water are one body!" Xia Jianfei nodded and said: "Not bad."

Zuo Jiansong asked worriedly: "What are the chances of Yifei and Yue'er winning?"

Xia Jianfei shook his head and said: "At most 50-50"

Zuo Jiansong sighed and said, "This isn't bad either."

Xia Jianfei suddenly turned to look at Zuo Jiansong, his eyes filled with piercing light, and said, "Can we let Lang Feng also participate in this competition?"

Zuo Jiansong looked over, with a hint of surprise, and said: "Although Feng'er is unpredictable, after all, he has only been a beginner for less than a year, and his cultivation is still shallow and he lacks experience. If he meets a real master, he may not be able to win.

"

Xia Jianfei chuckled and said: "Since it is so unpredictable, why can't we give it a try?"

Zuo Jiansong's heart moved

Lang Feng took off his sword and avoided everyone. It seemed that everyone knew that he gave Bingyue the Linglong Hairpin and said in his heart: "I don't want that hairpin to be called Linglong Hairpin, or something used by Senior Qing Yisheng. Now everyone knows about it."

, but it’s really bad. It’s all because of impulsiveness that I gave the hairpin to Senior Sister Yue. Wouldn’t this also harm Senior Sister Yue?”

The more Lang Feng thought about it, the worse he got. When he raised his head, he found a thatched house in front of him, surrounded by towering bamboo forests. He smiled bitterly, lowered his sword and stepped forward.

Zhu Weng was full of energy and was swinging a sword around, but he couldn't do it at all. Seeing that Lang Feng was listless, he showed a smile, but continued to dance with the sword.

Lang Feng sat on the bamboo stool. The bamboo man put away his sword and asked: "Why are you so uneasy today? What is it?"

Lang Feng sighed and said: "Senior Zhu Weng, why are there always things in this world that make people in a dilemma?"

Zhu Weng laughed loudly and said: "What happened is putting people in danger? Let me tell you."

Lang Feng thought to himself that it was hard to talk about this kind of thing, so he changed the topic and said: "Senior, have you ever heard of Qing Yisheng's name?"

Zhu Weng was startled and said: "You also know Qingyi Sheng?"

Lang Feng shook his head and said: "I don't know, I just heard my senior brother mention it today."

Zhu Weng stroked his beard and said, "Could it be that the crisis you were asked to influence has something to do with Qingyi Sheng?"

Lang Feng sighed and said: "The last time I went down the mountain under the orders of my master, I got a hairpin in a takeaway..."

Zhu Weng interrupted: "A hairpin? Could it be an exquisite hairpin?"

Lang Feng was taken aback and said, "Senior, how did you know it was Linglong Hairpin?"

Zhu Weng laughed and said: "If you think of Qingyi students, you can think of Linglong hairpin. Did you buy the Linglong hairpin?"

Lang Feng said: "Yes!"

Zhu Weng looked up at the sky, and said with a chuckle: "Qing Yi has been trapped by love all his life, so he will eventually see through it!"

After hearing what Zhu Weng said, Lang Feng knew that Zhu Weng must know about Qing Yi's birth, so he couldn't help but become interested and asked: "Senior knows about Qing Yi's birth?"

Zhu Weng said: "You are very curious, but many years have passed since those things happened, and it takes a lot of effort to mention them. Please take out the exquisite hairpin and let me watch it."

Lang Feng was suddenly embarrassed and said: "The exquisite hairpin is no longer on my body."

Seeing Lang Feng's face turned red, Zhu Weng laughed again and said with a strange look in his eyes: "Did you give away the exquisite hairpin?"

Lang Feng thought to himself: "How come Zhu Weng knows everything?" He quibbled: "No, I just didn't bring it with me."

Zhu Weng said "Oh" and said: "You will have some troubles in the future."

Lang Feng asked curiously: "What trouble?"

Zhu Weng said: "Aren't you worried at the moment?" Lang Feng sighed.

The bamboo man took two steps away, picked up his sword and started to dance, saying: "Do you remember what I said to you last time?"

Lang Feng jumped up and said: "Senior wants to give me a sword, which is more powerful than Tianmang!"

Zhu Weng stroked the sword body with his hand and said: "I said I would give you a sword, but it is more powerful than Tianmang, but I didn't say it."

Lang Feng chuckled and said, "I didn't expect that Senior would be so shameless!" Lang Feng saw that the sword in Zhu Weng's hand was completely green and had no other color. It was very similar to the color of bamboo. The sword was slender and long. Upon closer inspection, the sword

The shape has a slight hint of sharpness, but the rest is extremely ordinary.

Lang Feng had never seen the old man use a sword before, so he asked: "Senior, do you want to give this sword to me?"

Zhu Weng said: "Not bad!" He danced a few more times, then stopped, handed it to Lang Feng with one hand, and said: "Old man, I only have this sword for you."

Lang Feng hurriedly took it and said: "Thank you, senior!" After taking the sword, it felt weightless. He swung it casually a few times, just like waving the air, without any feeling.

Lang Feng observed for a while and found that there was indeed nothing strange about the sword. He didn't know why the old man gave him such a sword and said, "I wonder what the name of this sword is?"

The bamboo man stood with his hands behind his back and said: "This sword is called Bend Bamboo!"

Lang Feng was shocked and said: "Bent bamboo! Is this sword made of bent bamboo?"

The old man said: "Not bad." Lang Feng was extremely surprised. He thought that he had struck with all his strength without leaving any trace on the bent bamboo. Moreover, the old man said that this bent bamboo was the strongest thing in the world. How could he do it?

Such a sword

Seeing the surprise in Lang Feng's eyes, Zhu Weng said with a smile: "No matter how advanced you are in cultivation and how powerful you are, you can't do anything to bend bamboo. But a bad old man like me, although old and useless, can still make such a sword."

"

Lang Feng immediately clasped his fists and saluted: "Thank you, senior, for gifting me the sword. I am very grateful to you."

Zhu Weng waved his hand and said: "If you want to thank me, it's easy."

Lang Feng was surprised in his heart. He didn't expect Zhu Weng to say this, so he said: "Senior, please make it clear, and I will definitely obey it."
Chapter completed!