A meeting on the Yellow River affects the minds of countless people in the world.
Regardless of Qin and Chu, not just Jing Mu?
In a small courtyard in Xin'an City, Li Jianqiu opened the courtyard door and walked in alone.
Hanging from his waist was the peach branch that became famous in Zhuang Kingdom, and his figure was slender.
Failed.
In the competition for a spot to compete in the Yellow River Tournament, he lost to Lin Zhengren, who was born in Wangjiang City Taoist Academy.
Zhuang Kingdom only rose to a higher level through the National War last year. It takes time to digest the harvest of the war. After all, the background is not enough. It cannot produce young and powerful monks from the Outer Building Realm who can compete with the geniuses of other countries, let alone participate in the competition under the age of thirty.
The ability to win unlimited battles can only be demonstrated in the Inner Palace Realm.
While Zhu Weiwo was still there, there was naturally no choice but him. After Zhu Weiwo left the country, there was room for competition for this spot.
Li Jianqiu tried his best, but still failed.
There is nothing to be depressed about.
Lin Zhengren has always been stronger, more famous, more respected by the monarch, and enjoys more resources.
He handles the relationship well with his superiors and his subordinates. It can be said that the government and the public pay attention to him.
During the battle, Lin Zhengren used endless tricks, and it seemed that he could never reveal his trump card, which really made him convinced that he lost.
He stunned Xin'an City with his peach branch sword. However, Lin Zhengren swung out his sword with his backhand one after another, and his Dao sword was completely worn away.
If you are not as skilled as others, you should lose.
Winning or losing is a common thing and should not be worried about.
As early as in Maplewood City Taoist Academy, the other party was the leader of Wangjiang City Taoist Academy, a figure who was once compared to Senior Brother Zhu.
Now losing seems to be a matter of course.
But he still wasn't willing to give in.
But if you ask him why he is unwilling...he can't tell.
I walked through the stone path in the small courtyard, stepped onto the steps, walked into the quiet room, and closed the door.
He sat cross-legged on the futon.
At this time, he moved his clenched fist in front of his body, opened his hand, and found a blue jade in the palm of his hand.
This is Master Dong’s jade.
It was also the Yujue left on Master Dong’s body.
It was handed over to him by the Prime Minister Du Ruhui himself.
On the night Master Dong was killed, he was deliberately sent away. When he returned to Xin'an City, what he saw again was the dismembered body.
That conversation on the streets of Xin'an City that night, only with hindsight did I realize that it was Master Dong's last words.
"Only you know how to sacrifice. Sacrifice is a sacred quality and it is the basis for achieving greatness."
"If one day, the entire Zhuang Kingdom falls into darkness. You are the fire I keep for this land."
To this day, he still doesn't quite understand these words.
Now he is sitting here alone.
He thought he had hated Dong A, for the innocent dead souls in Maplewood City, and for Dong A even taking him with him and not hiding it - why not hide it from him and make him suffer so much?
torment?
But what about other than hate?
Now that he was sitting here alone, he did think of that unsmiling man again.
A long time ago, when he was still in the City Taoist Courtyard, he had thought about what Master Dong would look like when he smiled. But he never thought that he would have to wait until he died before he could see it.
What was he laughing at before he died?
Li Jianqiu silently stroked the cyan jade in his hand.
The earliest owner of this jade is said to be Master Dong’s friend Zhang Xinliang when he was young.
Zhang Xinliang gave it to Master Dong, and Master Dong gave it to...
To whom?
It was such a small object and its style was so ordinary that he really didn't pay much attention to it.
There were so many people in the entire Maple City Taoist Temple, and it was impossible for him to remember what everyone was wearing and what they were wearing.
He knew what was in this cyan jade. It contained a secret technique called Controlling Yuan Jue.
It is a secret method to improve the ability to finely control Daogen.
During the days when he was working with Master Dong, he had already learned it and remembered it thoroughly.
He didn't learn it when he was in Cheng Daoyuan.
Who is the one?
The person who learned the Yuan Control Technique before him was presumably the person Master Dong recognized first, right?
After something happened to him, Master Dong chose himself...
That person must be very dazzling.
Is it Zhang Linchuan, the Bone Messenger who lurked in the Taoist Academy and showed excellent talent for thunder? Is it Wang Changxiang, who was born with a different bloodline and has a gentle and kind temperament?
still……
Li Jianqiu didn't know why, but a scene suddenly came to his mind:
It's also a night.
He was on duty at the small pavilion in front of the inner courtyard.
A handsome young man rushed over in a hurry. Although he was in a hurry, he said in a straight voice - "Senior Brother Li, there is a demon from the left who is committing an attack in the outer courtyard. A junior brother has been killed! Please take charge of the overall situation!"
There are injuries on his body, but his complexion is as usual. He survived a near-death encounter, and he is still organized and neither arrogant nor arrogant.
That might not be the first time he met that young man, because they were both in the Chengdaoyuan, so there was always the possibility of meeting him. But it was the first time he remembered that young man.
The first thing Master Dong did after he came out was to remove the corpse poison from the young man.
At that time, he felt that Master Dong's treatment of this junior disciple who had just entered the inner sect was unusual. Very unusual.
Master Dong has an upright temperament and a serious approach to life, and rarely is he so gentle.
"Then junior brother must be very good, right?" He thought at that time.
This was indeed the case later. Whether it was in the discussion of the Three Cities or in the Sanshan City group, that junior brother performed very well.
They can also be considered friends.
He, who was once a lost dog and a lonely traveler, found the feeling of a companion again in that junior brother.
Later he went to the county court and they met at a higher place.
At that time, they all had their own ideals. He wanted to solve the problem of ferocious beasts forever. What was the junior brother's ideal? Become a high official, become famous, settle down, and let his sister have endless food.
Endless new clothes?
after that……
Later, Maplewood City disappeared. He also knew that his ideal would never be established.
Could it be him?
Such a thought suddenly flashed through Li Jianqiu's mind.
He subconsciously grasped the blue jade and sunk his mind into it.
The information belonging to the Yuan Control Art slowly flowed into my heart.
Every word and every word was so familiar to him. Master Dong once told him about it word for word.
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Suddenly, a drop of blood jumped out of his mind.
No, not just thoughts.
From the cyan jade, a drop of blood actually jumped out.
A drop of bright red, full blood.
It crashed directly into Li Jianqiu's palm and into Li Jianqiu's body!
pain!
Severe pain!
Li Jianqiu fell to the ground and wanted to scream, but couldn't.
This drop of blood seemed to have infinite power, penetrating directly into the Sea of Five Palaces and crashing into the First Inner Palace.
Li Jianqiu's first inner palace was originally empty.
This drop of blood fell in...
Tick!
Like spring rain falling.
It was immersed into the ground of the inner palace, leaving no trace.
No, it leaves a mark.
When the spring rain falls, all things happen.
Li Jianqiu's pain disappeared, and he felt a great power gestating.
There is a kind of vigorous vitality and a kind of courage to face death.
Just like the spring breeze blowing across the barren land, the world welcomes the new year.
A green seed "drilled" out of the ground of the inner palace.
It's like being pregnant for ten months and giving birth once.
It leaps high and hangs on the dome of the inner palace.
The green light illuminates the inner palace from this candle!
Li Jianqiu was no longer in pain, and vigorous power continued to arise in his body, but he did not get up.
He lay on the ground, stunned...
Only now did he understand what this drop of blood meant.
That cyan jade was left by Zhang Xinliang. It had left Zhang Xinliang's Yuan Control Technique to Dong A.
And Dong A was also there, leaving his own traces.
This drop of blood is the essence and blood of the inner palace, condensed with magical power. It is a unique masterpiece of endless magical power.
This drop of blood was born after Dong A's death.
This chapter has been completed!