Asking questions in the morning and evening can lead to death!
Zuo Ci not only taught Qin Yun the Brahma Catastrophe Sword Technique, but also gave Qin Yun a glimpse into the mystery of the supreme swordsmanship. It was unimaginable how much he inspired him!
Generally speaking, only true disciples can receive such selfless teachings from their masters.
Zuo Ci smiled, stretched out his hand to help Qin Yun up: "If you want to thank me, then perform well at the Xihai Martial Arts Tournament, so that my face will be shining! It's not early, you go to have a meal and rest early
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After he finished speaking, he waved his hands and left.
However, Qin Yun did not leave the martial arts hall immediately. Instead, he practiced the Brahma Catastrophe Sword Technique from the beginning again to make sure that all the experiences he had gained were kept in mind.
By the time he walked out of the hall, it was completely dark outside.
The Tiancheng Villa is very large, with dozens of small courtyards, gardens, stables, restaurants, kitchens and other facilities all available. After Qin Yun handed over his favorite horse, Black Pearl, to the groom, he
, led by the servants from other courtyards to the small restaurant.
Eight Sword Sect disciples that Qin Yungang had just met were dining around a round table. There were more than a dozen sumptuous delicacies on the table, and two pretty maids were serving and serving drinks.
They kept chatting and laughing while eating, and the atmosphere seemed lively and lively...
But when Qin Yun walked in, everyone stopped talking and laughing, picked up their chopsticks to eat and drink in silence, and the whole atmosphere suddenly changed.
Qin Yun keenly felt their rejection of him.
Birds of a feather flock together, and there are tens of thousands of Sword Sect disciples, divided into inner and outer sects. Inner sect disciples also have different identities. In addition, there are differences between the main peak and the secondary peaks, as well as various family strengths. The forces are complicated, and the disciples are fighting openly and secretly.
Nothing but ordinary.
But generally speaking, Jianzong disciples will help each other with Qi Lianzhi outside.
So Qin Yun didn't understand why these senior brothers and sisters were so cold towards him. Logically speaking, he had never offended them in any way. They were all disciples of the same sect and would fight side by side. Why was this so?
I just don’t understand, but I don’t understand that Qin Yun is proud of himself, and when he sees others displaying an unwelcoming attitude, he will never shamelessly push in and ask for trouble, so he sits down at a small table next to him.
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The servant who led him in was clever and immediately said respectfully: "Master, please wait a moment. I will ask the kitchen to prepare meals for you right away. It will be ready soon!"
Qin Yun nodded: "That's fine!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a sentence came from the other side: "This style is greater than that of the elders."
Immediately someone let out a low chuckle.
Qin Yun suddenly felt angry and was about to stand up when the door of the restaurant was suddenly pushed open with force.
Bang!
Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look towards the door. A man in a white shirt walked in.
He was about twenty-seven or seventy-eight years old, with unkempt hair and stubble on his face. He was quite handsome but looked very downcast. His clothes were full of stains and mud spots, and he had a long sword slung at his waist.
The man in white shirt stood in the door and glanced around. A flash of light flashed in his half-open and half-closed eyes. He suddenly walked towards the table where Qin Yun was sitting and sat next to him.
The Sword Sect disciples at the other table averted their eyes and continued to eat and drink as if nothing had happened. Qin Yun faintly heard whispers over there such as "Crazy Wei" and "Why is he here at this time?"
After the man in white shirt sat down, he looked Qin Yun up and down with great interest, and Qin Yun looked puzzled.
The other party was probably the last senior brother to arrive, but looking at his down and out appearance, he looked less like a high-spirited disciple of the Sword Sect and more like a wandering wanderer.
However, Qin Yun is very aware of the principle that people should not be judged by their appearance. Those who can be selected by the sect to participate in the Xihai Martial Arts Competition are definitely the most elite among the disciples in the sect. Therefore, he took the initiative to clasp his fists and greet: "It's the senior brother who has just arrived.
Is that so? My younger brother is chasing Yunfeng Qin Yun. Could you please tell me your senior brother’s surname?”
The man in the white shirt reached out and touched his chin, and said with a smile: "Are you Qin Yun? Well, I have heard your name before. I am Wei Feng. I work in the main peak. Others call me Madman Wei!"
"And don't call me Senior Brother. It sounds uncomfortable. You can call me Madman or Wei Feng!"
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he said the words "Crazy Wei" very loudly, and the discussion from the table suddenly disappeared, as if he was quite afraid of this Crazy Wei.
This senior brother is very special, but hearing that he was crowded with his fellow disciples made Qin Yun feel happy in his heart. He smiled and said: "It turns out to be Brother Wei!"
Hearing this title, Wei Feng's eyes lit up and he said: "Since you call me big brother, it will definitely be better for me to take you to a good place than to eat at an empty table and look at other people's faces. Are you going?"
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The food hadn't been served yet, and Qin Yun felt there was no point in being here, so he immediately stood up and said, "Then there's Brother Lao Wei!"
"That's fun!" Wei Feng slapped the table and stood up: "Let's go!"
Regardless of what others thought, Qin Yun left the other courtyard with Senior Brother Wei Feng and Wei whom he had met for the first time.
Walking onto the street, the refreshing evening breeze blew into his face, making Qin Yun feel refreshed.
Wei Feng walked forward slowly and said: "Qin Yun, you don't need to pay attention to them. They all come from famous families and they never look down on ordinary disciples!"
"I heard that you broke through the realm of the third heaven within a month. Don't tell them, even I will be jealous. Fortunately, I am not a member of the Thirty-Six Heavens and Earthly Evil, so I don't have to worry about being challenged by you."
Qin Yun immediately understood that on the one hand, those fellow brothers and sisters looked down on his origin, on the other hand, they were jealous of his talent, and were even more worried that he would threaten their status in the sect in the future, so they ostracized him so obviously.
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Wei Feng sneered and said: "These children of wealthy families already have the best resources, and they also like to form cliques for personal gain and exclude the outstanding new disciples in the family. However, they all pretend to be gentlemen. It is really disgusting!"
Although he was unhappy with his fellow brothers and sisters, Qin Yun felt that Senior Brother Wei Feng was a little too extreme. There were many wealthy children in the Sword Sect. Although there were many narrow-minded people with poor moral character, there were also many truly outstanding ones.
Characters cannot be generalized.
"Forget it, I won't ruin your mood by saying this!" Wei Feng said with a smile: "The place I'm taking you to is called Yunwu Pavilion, which is one of the best places in Roulan City! Tonight, Fairy Mingxiu Ming
It is a rare opportunity to perform in Yunwu Pavilion in person. I came ten days in advance and finally got an invitation letter!"
"You are so lucky, one invitation letter can bring two people in, otherwise you will miss this opportunity!"
Qin Yun was speechless. It turned out that this senior brother had arrived a long time ago and had not shown up in the other courtyard to watch some performance. Judging from his happy expression, he seemed to be quite obsessed with Fairy Mingxiu Ming.
"Brother Wei, who is Fairy Mingxiu Ming?" Qin Yun asked curiously.
Wei Feng's eyes suddenly widened, as if he had seen a ghost: "Fairy Ming, you don't even know?"
It turns out that Mingxiu is a master of qin music who has risen in recent years. She was born in Qinglan's Qiankun Dao. Not only is she extremely beautiful, but she also has an amazing talent in qin music.
It is said that playing piano music in the mountains when you are young can make hundreds of birds perform pilgrimage and monsters bow their heads.
Two years ago, Mingxiu left the Qiankun Dao and determined to travel around Kyushu to find friends and apprenticeships in order to improve her realm. However, no one could beat her in music, even Dongteng Qin Saint Li Bailian was greatly surprised.
I admire her and call her the direct descendant of heaven and earth!
Mingxiu became famous all over the world because of this. She came to Roulan City this time at the invitation of Beiming Sect.
Listening to Wei Feng's endless description of Mingxiu's origins, Qin Yun couldn't help but think of Yun Xiang in Lingyang City's Wanhua Tower. Her piano skills were also extremely good, but she sneaked into Lingyang City as a spy.
He almost died in his own hands.
The two of them walked and talked as they gradually walked through the long street.
The night in Roulan City is very charming. The water-like moonlight casts a layer of silver gauze on the towering white tower. I don’t know who released hundreds of white lotus paper lanterns, fluttering and dancing.
Flying up to the sky with the wind, adding a bit of beauty to the night.
There are not many pedestrians on the streets of the inner city. There are no bold herdsmen or rude wanderers, and there are no beggars or homeless people. Most of the shops along the street are luxurious and elegant, and most of the customers coming in and out are ladies from the city and disciples of the sect.
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After walking for about half an hour, the street in front suddenly became bustling and lively. I saw carriages parked on the side of the road, with many servants in green guarding them, and even groups of tough warriors.
The team patrolled back and forth, watching the passersby carefully.
"Look, that's Yunwu Pavilion!"
Wei Feng pointed to a brightly decorated building in front of him and said with great emotion: "The best place in Roulan City is the real gold-selling cave. Once you enter it, you will want to live there for the rest of your life and never come out!"
The building was six stories high, and it stood out among the surrounding buildings that were generally only three or four stories tall. Colored lanterns were hung under the eaves of the pavilions on each floor, and thousands of lights made it look extremely majestic.
Qin Yun heard Wei Feng emphasize it again and couldn't help laughing: "Brother Wei, have you already been to Yunwu Pavilion?"
Wei Feng chuckled and said: "I went there once, but I spent all my money and almost even lost my sword. Now I am so poor that I don't even have money to eat, so I have to go to the post house."
Qin Yun couldn't help but roll his eyes. The sword is the most important partner of a sword cultivator, and it is also a place of honor. Many sword cultivators regard swords as their own lives, but he actually had the nerve to sell all his swords.
What makes people even more speechless is that a dignified Jianzong disciple is so depressed that he doesn’t even have money to eat. Otherwise, he would not be willing to go back to the inn. No wonder others call him Madman Wei!
Thanks to Long Jian Tian Xing and two friends Zhixiu for the reward! (To be continued.)
