Zhong Ling was shocked and thought to himself: "Brother Jing didn't know about the Shennong Gang before, how come he has become the master of that old man with a white beard?"
"It turns out to be Ling'er," Jing Zhou said with a smile and called her over.
Seeing Jing Zhou, Zhong Ling was no longer afraid. He pulled a piece of dogtail grass from the side and played with it in his hand, asking: "Brother Jing, is this old man with a white beard your servant?"
"If you think it is, then let it be." After saying that, Jingzhou looked at Duan Yu in front of him.
I saw that his white clothes were full of filth, and there was a tear at the hem of his clothes. The left side of his face was purple and blue, swollen, and there was a clear palm print on it, and there was a bloody scab on his forehead.
Although Duan Yu was in a miserable state at this time, he was blessed with luck, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was the son of Fang Tiandi.
The reason why he ran away from home was that he was unwilling to learn martial arts, and he even disdained the one-yang finger passed down in his family. He had no power to tie a chicken, so not only did he wander around the world without dying, but he also suffered from bad luck and was sent to his death.
The key to peerless martial arts is that this guy doesn't have the slightest intention to practice martial arts.
Ordinary people who want to become a peerless master, even if they have extraordinary qualifications, still have to sharpen their swords for ten years before they can achieve success. Only Duan Yu became a peerless master in a blink of an eye.
In the end, this guy even managed to win a beautiful woman, and he’s not even one. I’m asking you if you’re angry!
Duan Yu saw that the young man in front of him looked more like the man in the painting, his smile was like a spring breeze, and he had an elegant air. He looked like a fellow scholar who had read poetry and books, and he couldn't help but feel good about him.
The people he met before, whether it was Zuo Zimu or the leader of the Shennong Gang, were all aloof to strangers and difficult to get along with. At this time, Duan Yu was filled with joy and felt that he could successfully resolve Wuliang this time.
The feud between the Sword Sect and the Shennong Gang.
It's just that he himself was in a very embarrassed state, and compared with Mr. Ruyu in front of him, he felt very embarrassed.
He held back his displeasure and said, "I met Mr. Jing in Duan Yu."
Jingzhou smiled and said, "Oh, it turns out to be Mr. Duan. I have never met Mr. Duan. I wonder why Mr. Duan is here?"
Hearing that the young master in front of him was so easy to talk to, Duan Yu's face lit up and he said, "I heard that your gang has enmity with Wuliangjian. I just saw the tragic death of two members of Wuliangjian sect. I couldn't bear it, so I came here to persuade you. You should know your enemies."
It is better to dissolve than to tie, not to mention violent fighting and killing, which is against the law of the country. I also ask you to restrain the Shennong Gang and stop seeking revenge on Wuliang Sword."
Zhong Ling couldn't help but snorted and whispered: "This fool really doesn't understand anything! He doesn't know any martial arts, but he insists on imitating other people's heroic deeds. This guy with a golden house and a beautiful face is really stupid while studying.
Got it!"
Sikong Xuan stood aside and looked at Duan Yu curiously. When he suddenly heard what he said, he couldn't help but want to look up to the sky and laugh. He felt that this kid in front of him was here to entertain their young master? Not to mention it was him.
This expert in Dali Dao did not dare to dissuade him in this way from the Shennong Gang to put down their grudges with the Wuliang Sword Sect.
In all his years of living, he has never seen such a bold and reckless boy.
If Duan Yu hadn't been in such a miserable state with a bruised nose and face, Sikong Xuan would have looked down at him. After all, there was a shameless young man in front of him with extremely high martial arts skills.
Seeing Jing Zhou smiling and saying nothing, Duan Yu said again: "Young Master, a romantic person, must have a very kind heart. I don't want to watch the two factions fight and commit innocent crimes. Please show your noble hand and let your subordinates put down their hands."
Hatred.”
Zhong Ling kept giggling and said, "Not only are you stupid, you are also stupid. Don't read those Laozi books in the future. The Master said, the more people read, the stupider they become."
Jingzhou said: "Master Duan, does he know why these two factions are fighting?"
Duan Yu shook his head and said indifferently: "I don't know, but after thinking about it, this fight is definitely wrong! Master has said that it is better to dissolve enemies than to marry them. What is the matter that we can't let go of and have to fight to the death?
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Zhong Ling couldn't help but interjected: "Brother Jing, this idiot is not bad at heart, but he just doesn't know the rules of the world."
Jingzhou nodded and said with a smile: "Mr. Duan, no one in this world will help you for no reason. Resolving the grudges between the two factions is not something you can do with just a word."
"However, I have had a relationship with you, the Duan family, so it doesn't matter if I sell you my favor this time. Sikong Xuan, this time the matter between the Shennong Gang and the Wuliang Sword Sect is over."
Sikong Xuan quickly responded that the main reason why he wanted to kill the Wuliang Sword Sect without leaving any chickens and dogs was because of the Tongxincao. As for his junior brother's hatred, it was just incidental.
Anyway, as long as he finds the Manggu Clam, he won't have to suffer the torture of the life and death talisman for three years. It won't be too late to get the Macintosh in a few years.
Duan Yu was overjoyed when he heard this and felt that there was still someone who could explain the truth. He couldn't help but said: "Mencius said: 'The heart of compassion is the root of benevolence.' The Buddhists said: 'Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.
'Master Jing is really a good man. It can be seen that he understands righteousness by reading the books of sages."
Sikong Xuan saw Duan Yu gently swinging his folding fan, and he looked even more like a scholar. He had looked up at him before, but when he heard his words, he shook his head secretly, feeling that this guy was really what the girl said.
A fool, he couldn't help but think to himself: "If you knew how many people that grandpa killed, I wonder if you would still say this. If he was a good person, there wouldn't be a single bad person in the world!"
"What kind of bullshit seven-level pagoda. If there is no antidote to suppress the life and death talisman, he let the Wuliang Sword Sect go. Then who let him go? Sikong Xuan? Zi said it's even more bullshit. How can he stand up and shake his head and say some bullshit when he meets his enemies?
'The Master said,' can your enemies let you go?"
Sikong Xuan was thinking wildly when a word suddenly came to his ears, which made him tremble and he immediately came back to his senses.
"Okay, Sikong Xuan, please send Mr. Duan and Miss Ling'er out. I need to practice my martial arts. You have to keep an eye on this Manggu Zhuha matter."
Zhong Ling picked up a blade of grass and suddenly tore it off. She wanted to say a few more words to Brother Jing, but when she heard that he was going to give it away, she felt a little reluctant. Although she knew little about men and women, she felt that,
I will be extremely happy if I can stay with Brother Jing for a while longer.
Duan Yu, on the other hand, came to Wuliang Mountain to enjoy the mountains and rivers. It would be good to get to know a romantic person like Jingzhou. Although it would be a pity to leave at this time, it doesn't matter.
Sikong Xuan responded, bowed and sent Duan Yu and Zhong Ling out.
After a few people left, Jingzhou started practicing the exercises cross-legged, with the index finger of his right hand pointing to the sky and the index finger of his left hand pointing to the ground. He said "Hey" in his mouth, and blew out two lines of light white air from his nostrils.
It lingered around his head, gradually getting thicker and thicker, and gradually turned into a white mist, completely covering his face...