Zhuo Bufan stretched out his hand to put on the strings of the piano, adjusted it slightly, and then began to play. The sound of the piano came slowly, clear and clear, like a mountain spring and a stream, flowing. Everyone was immersed in the sound of the piano, and there was no other sound in the square.
Suddenly the melody becomes urgent, like a rushing river turning. It reaches a waterfall, falls violently from the sky, and then flows back to the sea, with a turbulent undercurrent.
Everyone's moods also changed with the tune, like a boat in the ocean. They couldn't control themselves and could only drift with the current, ups and downs. The spiritual power in their bodies also surged and surged.
After playing like this for half a stick of incense, the melody suddenly calmed down, and the vast sea finally turned into thousands of streams. Everyone's hearts also calmed down. Looking back at the past, it was like a white cloud and a dog, and the vicissitudes of the sea made people think of the past.
Like smoke, the road feels ruthless.
The sound of the piano was getting lower and lower, and finally it was inaudible. When the song ended, most of the handyman disciples in the field had not yet recovered. Some of the disciples who were at the second level of Qi training actually felt that the bottleneck that had been bothering them for a long time was actually there.
There were signs of slight looseness, but they all kept silent and silently felt the subtlety of the music.
Just when everyone was immersed in it, a clear sword sound suddenly sounded from the high platform. Liang Yan looked up and saw Zhuo Bufan's long sword unsheathed at his waist, suspended in mid-air, trembling, as if he could not bear it and wanted to fight with the enemy.
"Senior Brother Zhuo is the only sword cultivator among the outer disciples. He is a genius that will not appear in a hundred years."
"Isn't that right? Sword cultivation is the most difficult and difficult method. There are very few sword cultivation in today's world, but it is said that once you succeed in it, you will be able to destroy the heaven and the earth."
"That is, the sword cultivator is known as the number one in attack, but at the same time the sword cultivator is also extremely dangerous. In the entire outer sect, only Senior Brother Zhuo is qualified to be called the sword cultivator."
As soon as the Dingguang Sword came out, everyone in the audience immediately became excited. When Liang Yan heard others talking, he couldn't help but squint his eyes and look at the sword on the stage. Just now when he heard these people talking about sword cultivators, Liang Yan's heart was also very hot, and he was extremely fascinated by sword cultivators.
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Zhuo Bufan performed a sword technique on the high platform, shot out his fixed light sword, and slashed high in the air. Although it was just a slash in the air, everyone still felt the cold murderous intent coming towards them, and the hair on their bodies exploded, and their hearts beat faster.
But at the next moment, Zhuo Bufan put away the sword technique, and the fixed light sword flew back in a circle, submerged into the scabbard, and the murderous aura that overflowed returned to nothingness. Zhuo Bufan stood up and cupped his hands to everyone, then jumped up, landed on the mountain road, and headed towards the mountain.
Went down.
Everyone knew that this preaching conference was over, and they began to go down the mountain in groups of three or three. Some female disciples were even in groups, chattering non-stop, and seemed very excited.
Liang Yan was the only one sitting quietly on the futon. He was greatly touched by Zhuo Bufan's volley of swords just now. He secretly recalled the details of the sword just now. He only felt that if the sword was coming towards him, even if he used his "Hunhun Kung Fu" with all his strength, he would not be able to do anything.
It was inevitable. He thought hard for a long time, but still couldn't find any solution, but it also made him desire the sword cultivation method even more.
After sitting alone for a long time, when he came back to his senses, there was no one around him. Liang Yan stood up with a sigh and walked along the mountain road to the bottom of Xuanji Peak.
When he was halfway up the mountain, he suddenly heard a loud argument coming from the bamboo forest beside the mountain path, and a familiar voice was mixed in. Liang Yan couldn't help but frown, and followed the sound into the bamboo forest.
After walking not far, they saw two groups of people standing opposite each other. One of them only had two people, but they were Sun Qianli and Li Dali. Liang Yan just came over after hearing Li Dali's voice. The other group came over just now after hearing Li Dali's voice.
There were three people in the group, and they looked like they were disciples of Danmai handymen based on their clothes. Liang Yan glanced at them and discovered that except for the black-faced young man in the middle, who was on the third level of Qi training, the other two were on the second level of Qi training.
At this time, the dark-faced young man said: "Li Dali, haven't I made it clear enough? I asked you to pee and look at yourself, but you actually have the confidence to ask for a woman from my cousin."
Li Dali's eyes turned red and he said, "I want you to tell me, where did you take Yang Wei?"
The black-faced young man chuckled: "Take it to where? Of course it was taken to a romantic and happy place."
Sun Qianli also had an angry face at this time and said: "Miss Yang and Li Dali are childhood sweethearts. They have been married since they were young. They are in love with each other. We are in the same family, why do we want to fight for love?"
"Ah! Who is in the same sect with you?" The black-faced young man pointed at Li Dali's nose and cursed: "You two will always be wastes at the first level of Qi training, and that Yang Wei, you must be in love with you.
,Then why did she run into my cousin’s bed last night?”
"Impossible!" Li Dali roared like crazy, and then rushed towards the black-faced young man.
"Yo? The bull has become brave, isn't it?" The black-faced young man did not panic at all, but started laughing. A fellow student next to him raised his hand and offered a spiritual weapon, and beat Li Dali hard. Li Dali paused in his steps and said in his mouth
A stream of blood spurted out, and he immediately knelt on the ground wilted, holding his hands on the ground, gasping for air.
"Haha, trash is trash, it's so useless." The black-faced young man burst into laughter, and the two alchemy servant disciples next to him also laughed.
Sun Qianli clenched his hands into fists and dug his nails into the flesh of his palms, but he did not dare to help.
The black-faced young man glanced at Sun Qianli with disdain, and said proudly: "Let me tell you straight, you two, and that Yang Wei, are all useless people who have only reached the first level of Qi training in this life. My cousin is the chosen one.
, I’m only twenty-three years old and I’m already at the fifth level of Qi training, and I don’t take you guys seriously at all!”
"As for that Yang Wei, humph, it's just that my cousin saw her for fun, and she just brought her here for fun. It's ridiculous that she thought that my cousin would marry her and become a Taoist couple. Haha, she will never be able to practice.
She is a piece of trash at the first level of Qi, and my cousin just uses her as a furnace for cultivation!"
"Beast!" Li Dali's eyes were about to burst. He stood up with gritted teeth and punched the black-faced young man. However, he was seriously injured and the punch had no force at all. The black-faced young man did not dodge or dodge, but he punched him hard.
, not even taking a step back, and then burst into laughter.
Seeing that the punch was ineffective, Li Dali opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm. This time he was caught off guard. Because the distance was too close, the black-faced young man dodged in a hurry, and part of it stuck to his cuffs.
"Looking for death!" The black-faced young man was furious. He made a fist with his right hand and punched Li Dali's Tianling cover directly. He was born as a physical practitioner and had the third level of Qi training. As long as this punch was delivered properly, Li Dali's nine skills
Life is not enough to die.
At this critical moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and pulled Li Dali back like lightning. The face of the black-faced young man changed. He looked to the side and saw a gray man standing in front of Li Dali.
A young man in a shirt, in his early teens, tall and thin, with a formation plate pattern on his clothes.
The dark-faced young man frowned, secretly wondering when the formation had a handyman disciple.
"My lord, Yuan Shan, who are you? Do you want to stand up for Li Daliqiang?"
Liang Yan replied coldly: "Since we are all fellow disciples, why bother killing them all?"
Yuan Shan couldn't figure out his details, so he asked tentatively: "May I ask which of your elders is serving in our clan?"
Liang Yan sneered and said: "You don't need to pry. I am a casual cultivator and a disciple of the Formation Meritorious Service. I am just taking action here because I can't stand what you are doing."
After hearing this, Yuan Shan laughed: "It turns out that he is a lonely ghost. He doesn't care about his own weight. He has just practiced Qi at the first level and imitates others to show off as a hero. Haha, I have to deal with you today!"
Liang Yan had the Heavenly Secret Bead in his body, and although he did not deliberately activate it, the low-level Qi-training monks still couldn't see through his cultivation, and they only thought he was an entry-level monk at the first level of Qi-training.
After Yuan Shan finished speaking, he unleashed his strength and punched Liang Yan. Liang Yan stretched out his right hand to receive the punch, and stepped back five steps. He couldn't help but secretly said in shock: He had been taught by an old monk, and his body tempering level was far beyond normal.
Man, he actually can't beat this man's punch.
What he didn't know was that Yuan Shan was even more surprised, because he was a pure physical training monk, and all his resources for many years were used to temper his body. Normally, monks of the same level would not be his opponent as long as they fought in close combat. But the person in front of him
The level of cultivation is lower than him, but he can actually take a punch from him.
"It turns out that you are at the peak of the second level of qi training, but you know how to hide your clumsiness!" Yuan Shan shouted. Liang Yan was fighting against someone with a higher level than himself, and it was obvious that he could no longer hide his cultivation level.
Before he could take a breath, Yuan Shan had already stepped forward and attacked him. At the same time, the two Danmai disciples also used their spiritual weapons to attack Liang Yan, one from the left and the other from the right.
Liang Yan secretly thought that if he used the Hunhun Kung Fu, he should be able to deal with the three people in front of him. But there are many people here and the Hunhun Kung Fu is secretly passed down by the old monks, so it is really not suitable to be exposed. In addition, he is carrying a heavy treasure, in case someone is interested in investigating.
It was even worse for me. Now I had to rely on my physical strength to deal with the three of them.
Not long after the fight, Liang Yan was already overwhelmed and surrounded by dangers. The more Liang Yan fought, the more anxious he became. Suddenly an idea came to him, and he remembered the Sancai Houtu Formation that he had learned in Zangshu Pavilion. This Sancai Houtu Formation had one eye and three sides.
Flags, after forming a formation, use the three formation flags to conflict with each other, stimulating the hidden power of the soil to defend against the enemy.
At this moment, Liang Yan had a sudden thought. All living things could be used as formations, so why not use people to set up the formation? This idea was out of control, so he immediately used himself as the formation eye, the three people with Danmai as the formation flag, and the three people's spiritual power as the formation flag.
Spiritual source, draw formation patterns in the void.
Yuan Shanchu had a relaxed sense of fashion at first, but the more they fought, the more frightened he became. The three of them teamed up to surround Liang Yan, and they should have been able to capture him. At the beginning, this kid was also in a hesitation, and it was obvious that he would not last long. But after fighting for a while, he found that he was getting more and more comfortable.
Looking back at the three people on my side, for some reason, their cooperation is getting worse and worse. Sometimes the spiritual weapon of the person on the left happens to be blocking the attack direction of the spiritual weapon of the person on the right, forcing the disciple on the right to have to stop. Sometimes, Yuan Shan
A punch was thrown out, and by accident, it hit the spiritual weapon of the person on the left, neutralizing the attack for Liang Yan. In short, the three of them interfered with each other, and they could not use their full strength to 50%.
Yuan Shan didn't know that they had been deeply trapped in Liang Yan's three-cai thick soil formation, and he had turned into Liang Yan's three formation flags. As the leader of the formation, Liang Yan was like the general in the formation and the commander-in-chief of the three armies. Yuan Shan's three formation flags were marked by him.
When they are pulled and conflicted with each other, it is natural that they cannot be Liang Yan's opponent.
The more Liang Yan fought, the more comfortable he became, and his mind became clearer about how to use the battles. Yuan Shan's face turned livid, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and reached for a storage bag on his waist with his right hand.
At this moment, there was suddenly a clear sound of a sword. A sword light flew through the air, and with a tearing sound, it split the people in the field into two. Then a figure fell from the sky and landed among the people. The person who came was Yuebai.
He was wearing a long robe and a Confucian scarf on his head, with a smile on his lips and a vague glance towards the storage bag on Yuan Shan's waist.
Yuan Shan had a look of surprise on his face, he immediately released his storage bag, clasped his hands in a salute, and said respectfully: "Greetings to Senior Brother Zhuo."
In view of the emergence of some students who use bar settings, I still have to explain it here.
Although Yixing Pavilion is a major Confucian sect and the sect of the Yue Kingdom, when the protagonist worships at the mountain gate, it happens to be the time when Yixing Pavilion is going from prosperity to decline. This will be discussed later.
The top leaders of the sect each hold their own opinions, and the sect leaders and elders are also competing for power. Therefore, it is not surprising that there must be many problems within the sect, and there will be many disharmony.
Moreover, the world is not black and white. It does not mean that you are a saint who knows etiquette and law just because you are wearing a Confucian cloak. If you have a super righteous outlook on this and can't stand it, then I can only suggest that you don't read it. Sad.