Amid dissatisfied jeers from the surrounding spectators, the arena dispersed. But ridicules returned to taunts. The common people of Jinsha and Yinsha had their eyes opened today. Such wonderful fighting skills were not seen on ordinary days. Even many Jinsha battles
Xiu also exclaimed that even when he was strangling monsters in the Lantau Mountains, there would probably not be such a fierce battle.
Feng Sheng carried the injured and unconscious Chu Shangu to the north stand. He gritted his teeth as he watched Chen Yunsheng and his entourage leave, and swore that he would not let them go when he took the stage. Ji Pingnan was a man who could afford it.
, a man who can let go, lost the first battle, he could afford to lose. He said hello to Gongsun Xing, who was a little depressed, and led a few close friends and warriors back to Lantau Pass.
Seeing Ji Pingnan leaving in such a swagger, Gongsun Xing felt miserable. This old man wanted to leave five places, but he lost one game at the very beginning. Losing a game is not so important, but who doesn't want to get a good start in the first game?
, how about a good fortune?
Hundreds of war cultivators rushed to the arena early and used various tools to start repairing the damaged arena. The granite underground was rebuilt, the dark iron liquid on the surface was re-poured, and even the formation patterns on the dark iron had to be re-poured overnight.
Rushing to make. These war cultivators from Lantau Pass are really first-class soldiers, completely different from the ordinary casual cultivators scattered in the woods and springs. They obey orders and abide by their duties. They are not as close to being monks as they are.
This bastard sense of superiority is probably what makes Jinsha different from the Qingzhou countries.
After the area around the arena was cleared, the spectators did not go down the mountain. They came to the Sifang Arena with no intention of going back soon. These people had long-term plans. They gathered in twos and threes in various corners of the Sifang Arena, some bowed their heads and chatted, and some talked loudly.
, commenting on today's fierce battle, each holding their own opinions on how a delicate woman suddenly turned into a white snake, and arguing endlessly about whether Chu Shangu died.
However, no matter how the civilians on the Sifang Platform discussed it, these words could not reach the ears of Chen Yunsheng. He was taking everyone back to the temporary camp. Li Tiezui chatted with him for a few words and then went to rest.
My cultivation level is low. I have been running around and working hard today and am a little tired.
Seeing the brutality of the fight in the ring, everyone said silently that everyone had a steelyard in their hearts. They measured the gap between themselves and Chu Shangu. If they had been in their place at that time, could they have resisted the opponent's almost crazy double swords?
Will he be defeated in the first round?
There are many people sleeping in Chen Yunsheng's camp tonight, and most of those who don't sleep are sitting in the room practicing crazily. But Chen Yunsheng did not practice behind closed doors. He walked alone among the mountains and forests, breathing in the summer night forest.
The unique and refreshing smell in the room followed a stream of water, and before I knew it, I was already more than ten miles away from the camping place.
Today's small victory did not make him dazzled by victory. I am afraid that the fighting in the future will become more and more fierce. The moment Bai Murong turned into a snake and hit Chu Shangu with the snake's tail, his heart was completely relieved. He didn't understand why at that time.
Would you be so worried about a woman’s safety?[
Xia Feng walked along the shallow grass by the river, making bursts of rustling sounds, and combined with the gurgling water of the creek, it was quiet and peaceful. Chen Yunsheng suddenly had a feeling of reclusiveness. If he could be among the woods and springs,
It might not be a bad thing to live a lifetime free from those disputes and escape from those obsessions.
The great ways in those practitioners' classics were so mysterious that he didn't bother to pursue them. As for the way of immortality that was criticized verbally and written in the classics and was extremely vulgar but was widely circulated among practitioners, he was even more unwilling to take a fancy to it.
At a glance, immortality is like farting. Since humans learned how to practice cultivation, no one has ever lived forever. There are indeed many people who have lived longer, but who does not live an extremely hard life, and who should be praised for their free and easy life?
As for the attitude towards life, talented people emerge from generation to generation, and immortality is just a dream.
Chen Yunsheng was thinking as he walked forward. Suddenly, a wisp of white gauze caught his eye. Bai Murong stood on a large rock in the distance and looked up at the moon. The expression on his face was graceful, blending in with the surrounding scenery.
Like a painting, it is the best interpretation of the unity of nature and man.
Quietly coming to the woman, Chen Yunsheng said: "You should rest in the house. You have worked very hard today. I am afraid that the lost spiritual energy will not be recovered in a day or two."
Bai Murong turned to look at the other person and said, "I want to take another look at the bright moon over the golden sands."
Chen Yunsheng's heart tightened, and then he let go, as if he understood something, "You want to leave?" he said in surprise.
There was a hint of resentment on Bai Murong's face, but it was covered up by a relieved smile and was not very obvious. "Otherwise, what? I already have my own bright moon, so why should I get in the way here?"
Listening to the woman's thorny words, Chen Yunsheng felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, and said lightly: "You have done so much for me, which makes me feel very guilty."
Bai Murong showed a trace of anger on his face, and said bitterly: "If I had known you would say such a thing, I should have ignored you and left silently."
Chen Yunsheng did not look at the woman's angry eyes and continued: "Your thoughts of leaving must not have started tonight."
Bai Murong said calmly: "After today's fight, I have done everything I can do for you here. If I don't leave, do I have to watch the two of you go out as a couple, each other, me and me?"
Chen Yunsheng opened his mouth, but said nothing. There was only the sound of wind blowing through the long grass, as if he was sobbing.
Stay, two words can easily be said, but what is the reason? What reason does he have to let this woman who has followed him for many years stay? Why should she be devoted to him while he is devoted to two things?
This kind of unfairness between two people goes against his moral principles. At this moment, his heart is as cold as the moonlight. His feelings for Bai Murong have been frozen there since he met Liu Xiaoshan. All he has left is gratitude and guilt.
There are no tolerant and generous women in the world, they are all "forced" by dirty men.
The reality is cruel. Those who regard this naked fact will inevitably suffer bitter consequences. Those men who have many wives and concubines are beautiful on the surface, but behind the scenes they have to deal with the intrigues and competition between women. What is originally pure love
It becomes turbid, and both men and women become exhausted.[
"No matter what, we must not lose in this arena!" Bai Murong brought Chen Yunsheng, who was lost in thought, back to reality.
Looking at the woman's confident eyes, Chen Yunsheng nodded, "Unless I die in the ring."
Bai Murong's expression became a little lonely, and the woman's mood was so contradictory at the moment.
"Where are you going?" Chen Yunsheng changed the subject.
"The world is so big, there are many places I can go. After walking around Qingzhou, I will go to Ziluo, and after walking around Ziluo, I will go to Bahuang. With those three idiots, I am not afraid of anyone who dares to stop me from driving." Bai Murong said happily.
said.
Chen Yunsheng nodded and said, "You are much more chic than me."
Bai Murong snorted, "That's bullshit. Who made you so tired from living? You deserve it."
Chen Yunsheng looked at the unruly Bai Murong and said with a smile: "This is fate, can I choose? Should I let the monks of Tianqiong Sect fend for themselves?"
Bai Murong forced out a grimace, "I am a little girl, I don't have to bear those upright rules. You are a dignified man, so you naturally have the responsibility. Understand, understand."
Chen Yunsheng seemed to have remembered something and said: "Today you performed the soul method just right. It's very good. Don't waste it in the future. Those soul stones are enough for you to practice Yuanshen Slash. The soul method can be compared with the Tao method. I think
The "Building God" you have mastered is just one of the soul techniques, and you may have different gains."
He pulled out five black, palm-sized balls from the Naxu Ring and handed them to Bai Murong, "These five magnetic fields are in chaos, which may solve your urgent need. If you want to trigger them, just use a sharp object.
Just stab it. A person must be twenty feet away to release this thing, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous..."
Listening to Chen Yunsheng's murmurs, Bai Murong felt her eyes moist, and an undercurrent surged in her heart. She rushed forward, hugged Chen Yunsheng who was stunned by her actions, and buried her hair deeply.
She entered the other person's broad chest, letting her hair get messy, and her tears stained his clothes.
a long time.
Bai Murong let go of Chen Yunsheng, the tears in her eyes had dried, as if she had never cried before. She said lightly: "I have a bad memory of sex. You talk so much that I can't remember it at all. My life is connected with you.
You saving your own life is the greatest help to me."
Chen Yunsheng nodded.
Bai Murong turned around calmly, and the moment her eyes glanced at Chen Yunsheng was despairing and sentimental. She lightly stomped her feet, took up the escape light and flew eastward, gradually turning into a shining point of light and slowly disappearing into the horizon.
Chen Yunsheng looked at it for a long time, feeling his neck was a little stiff, and then turned around slowly. There were two people here just now, and now he was the only one left. From then on, the woman in white who followed suit beside him no longer existed, leaving him alone in vain.
shadow.
Somehow, he remembered the lyrics of a song he heard in the misty rain and red dust of Tianshui City, "Don't look back, worry about every step, ask where love goes, a little lovesickness, and a little sadness about separation."
I didn't feel much after listening to it back then, but I just couldn't forget it for a while. Thinking about it today, the desolation in the music corresponds to today's scene, and it really makes me feel sad for autumn and sigh for spring.
…
Dozens of red candles as thick as wrists reflected the red color of Weiyang Palace. The gauze curtain was low and the bead curtain was lightly swinging. Liu Yisheng was sitting on a huge cloud bed, with his feet casually stepping on the fine camel hair.
On the felt, behind a table in front of him, Fan Ruoxi methodically fiddled with a series of small white porcelain bowls, and finally poured a green tea into them.
Liu Yisheng looked at the woman's focused and elegant movements, his face full of enjoyment. When he saw that the tea had been boiled, he said leisurely: "According to reports from the spies ahead, Longchuan won the first game."