Fei Bin, the hand of Da Songyang, stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the three junior brothers and Bao Heying, the master's direct disciple, and said in a deep voice: "Three junior brothers, do you still remember what the master told you?"
Upon hearing this, the three of them looked at each other and nodded slightly to express understanding.
"Sha Tianjiang, Deng Bagong, it stands to reason that you have made a big mistake and lost the Xiao Huan Dan. You should have been punished in the dark prison, but the master is magnanimous and will not argue with you. This is your chance to make meritorious deeds. Don't do it.
You make the same mistake again and again." Fei Bin looked at the two of them and warned him coldly.
"Yes, Senior Brother Fei." Sha Tianjiang and Deng Bagong saluted respectfully.
"If this is completed successfully, then you will have the opportunity to be promoted to Grandmaster." Fei Bin patted the two of them on the shoulders and said, "Do it well and don't make any mistakes again."
"Yes, yes..." Deng Bagong said with an apologetic smile.
"You guys can go out." Fei Bin waved his hand, indicating that they could leave.
Deng Bagong and Sha Tianjiang retreated.
"Junior Brother Le, this plan requires you to put more thought into it." Fei Bin looked at another middle-aged man in white and said with a smile.
Da Yin Yang Shoulehou sneered and said sadly: "Senior Brother Fei, don't worry, the Sword Sect Competition is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! You can't miss it."
"Yes." Fei Bin's eyes also had a cold light, he smiled lightly, and said: "He Ying, you are the direct disciple of the sect leader. You are very powerful. Are you confident enough to compete for the position of sword master?"
"Ao Zheng, the young master of Sword Worship Villa, Dugu Ming, the young city master of Wushuang City, and Mingyue, the descendant of the Ming family. These three are all eighth-grade, and they are worth mentioning. As for the others, they are just local chickens and tile dogs, not worth mentioning.
." Bao Heying smiled proudly, his words full of disdain for these successors of the Sword Sect.
"Even these three people, I'm afraid they won't be your opponents!" Fei Bin looked at Bao Heying, his smile did not diminish, and he said firmly.
Bao Heying said softly: "Uncle Fei, I have reached the ninth level of my blood-drinking magical skill."
"Huh?" Fei Bin's eyes lit up, and a trace of surprise and appreciation flashed in his eyes when he looked at Bao Heying. He laughed and said: "Haha, He Ying, you are worthy of being the direct disciple of the leader. Your talent is so high that it's amazing.
It’s beyond my reach! Okay, okay, it’s the ninth floor!”
"Your cultivation must be as good as Deng Bagong and Jiang Tiansha, right?"
"Ninth rank? Between brothers." Bao Heying smiled confidently, as if he had no respect for these two uncles.
"Okay." Fei Bin was even more satisfied. Bao Heying had been practicing the "Blood-Activating Sutra" for only a short time and yet he had achieved such results. He was truly gifted and a genius born to practice this skill.
In just over a month, he advanced the blood-drinking magical skill to the ninth level and reached the ninth level.
I think it won't be long before I become a master at the master level again.
"In this competition, you just have to do your best. However, you still need to hide your ninth-grade cultivation for the time being and not expose it. If you can't win the eighth-grade cultivation, just hold back for the time being." Fei Bin ordered.
"Yes, Uncle Fei." Bao Heying nodded, naturally knowing what he meant, and no one could affect the master's plan, including him.
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Qingcheng School courtyard.
"You guys go do your own thing, I'll go out for a while." Zhu Youji simply explained, jumped up and disappeared without a trace.
Yun Zhiming and Lei Geming looked at each other with helplessness in their eyes.
"What should we do? What should we do?" Yun Zhiming looked at Lei Geming helplessly and said.
Lei Geming also had a look of embarrassment on his face, but he quickly adjusted his mood and said in a deep voice: "What else can we do? We can only do what he said. He is a master and is very invincible. Even here
There are countless masters in the Sword Worship Villa, but he can leave whenever he wants."
"Don't forget his trick..."
Having said this, Lei Geming paused, his tone trembling.
There was also a trace of fear in Yun Zhiming's eyes, the sky and the earth were pale, everything was stagnant, life and death were all in his hands.
This feeling is simply too scary!
What exactly is this trick?
Is there such a magical method in heaven and earth?
Even the master's artistic conception is not as frightening as this move brings to the two of them...
"No one can stop him if he wants to leave. Since he wants Tianwen, and we need him to bring fame to the Qingcheng Sect, we can get the best of both worlds, so why should we be the bad guy?"
"With his methods, it would be easy to destroy the Qingcheng Sect, so why would he lie to us?" Lei Geming said with a bitter smile.
"That's right, let's just go with what he said." Yun Zhiming compromised and murmured: "For the current plan, everyone is a swordsman and I am a fish, so we can only take one step at a time."
"Let's go find the owner of the village."
"When you go to someone else's territory, you should always pay homage to the mountain."
"Well, let's go." Lei Geming nodded and said.
After the two discussed it, they walked out of the room one after the other and walked towards the attic on the top of the mountain.
After the two left, Zhu Youji walked out of the darkness, looked at the two people's leaving figures, smiled, and then really left the small courtyard.
Yun Zhiming and Lei Geming didn't know that just now, they had walked through the gate of hell.
If there is no cooperation without force, Zhu Youji plans to teach these two a lesson, but his life and death talisman has never been used!
After a while, Zhu Youji used his unfathomable light skills to avoid the bright and dark whistles on the Baijian Villa and silently arrived at the village at the foot of the mountain.
With clear vision, Zhu You arrived at the central Tongfu Inn and arrived at the door of Room No. 3.
"Come in, the door is unlocked."
As soon as Zhu Youji reached the door, a voice rang.
Zhu Youji's expression remained unchanged, he pushed the door open and walked in.
In the room, a familiar figure was sitting on a chair, drinking tea leisurely. It seemed that he was not surprised at all by Zhu Youji's arrival.
"Senior Gu, since when did you start drinking tea?" Zhu Youji looked at this person's movements and said with a smile.
"Haha, it's not Su Xin. I have to learn to drink. I can't help it..." Gu Santong smiled and shook his head, his eyes full of doting and tenderness.
"So, Miss Su Xin already knows your identity?" Zhu Youji felt something different from Gu Santong's words and asked.
"Well, I can't hide it from her." Gu Santong decisively admitted that, yes, no matter how his appearance changes, his feelings for the person he loves most will not change.
If Su Xin doesn't even recognize her husband Gu San Tong after a good night's sleep, that would be an evil act.
"How did she react?" Zhu Youji was a little curious. What would the woman who had been loved by the brave god Hou Zhu ignore his whole life look like when he saw her husband Gu Santong?
"Ha! Just like before, nothing has changed about her. She just took a nap and after waking up, she was with me again." Gu Santong's tone was very calm, as if everything was normal.
Yes, for Su Xin, everything was just a sleep.
He lived with Gu Santong, and then got pregnant and gave birth to a child. After giving birth to Shifei, he went to Tianchi to prevent Gu Santong and Zhu Wuli from killing each other. In the end, he died of serious injuries. He was choked by Tianxiang Cardamom and turned into a living dead. In Tianchi Bottom, stayed for nearly twenty years.
For Gu Santong, these twenty years in the dungeon were like a nightmare from hell, and life was worse than death.
But for Su Xin, it was just a sleep, and when she woke up, her husband was twenty years older.
"Do you have any plans recently?" Zhu Youji asked.
Gu Santong shook his head and explained: "At her insistence, I took her to her original home. As you know very well, Cheng Huan had disappeared a long time ago. She was very disappointed. I asked her what happened. What was lost?”
"But she refused to tell me, and I didn't dig into it."
"But I know this thing must be very important, and I want to help her find it."
"This is my compensation."
Zhu Youji nodded slightly, thought for a while, and said: "I have found Cheng Huan, but you can't leave here for the time being. Wait a few days, wait for the Sword Sect Competition in five days to end, and after everything has settled, I Take you to find her."
"I need your help with something."
"Well, I understand, it won't matter in the next few days. As long as you help me protect Suxin, you have the final say for the rest." Gu Santong's attitude is also very straightforward. For him now, there are only two things. Things to do.
The first is to protect Su Xin, make up for past regrets, and treat her well. The second is to fulfill the promise and work for Zhu Youji within ten years.
Gu Santong has always been a promise-keeper.
If it wasn't an accident this time, he would rather die than become a villain who doesn't keep his promise.
"Well, how is Yan Sanniang doing?" Zhu Youji asked.
Gu Santong smiled and said: "This little girl's talent is quite good. She has already felt the shadow of sword power. If nothing unexpected happens, she will be among the top five in this sword sect competition."
"No, this is not enough, it's too far behind." Zhu Youji was extremely dissatisfied with Yan Sanniang's progress and shook his head: "This Sword Sect Competition is extraordinary. Zhu Aotian took out the divine sword Tianwen as the first place prize."
"Songshan Sect and Wushuang City have sent eighth-level masters. Xiao Xumi's swordsmanship can make her invincible within the seventh-level, but it is a bit difficult to face the eighth-level, and these eighth-level swordsmen are not easy to deal with."
"There's no way, time is limited, and she can only do this one step." Gu Santong shrugged, as if there was nothing I could do.
"Let's see, if she can't break through before the battle, she needs to be prepared for the worst in this competition." Zhu Youji murmured with a calm expression.
"Worst plan? What is that?" Gu Santong asked.
"Let's have a big competition and ask questions!" Zhu You said lightly.
Hearing this, Gu Santong not only showed no fear, but showed a smile on his lips, and said eagerly: "Come on, when will we do it?"
Yes, this undefeated naughty boy Gu Santong who is not afraid of heaven and earth, how can he be a person who follows the rules?
If he followed the rules, how could he offend the people of the eight major sects?
Make a fuss!
Gu Santong is eager to have a good fight!
Taking down the Baijian Villa, which had been established for thousands of years, was his first battle since Gu San Tong came out of seclusion. It was most appropriate.
Zhu Youji looked at Gu Santong's appearance, and he suddenly felt that he shouldn't have said so much to him. It aroused the aggressive spirit of a martial arts idiot, which was not easy to calm down!