Chu Chen's words silenced most of the people in the arena.
Even the sect leader's direct disciples, no one stood up to speak for him at this moment.
Just like when Chu Chen looked at Yu Sheng with cold eyes, he was full of numbness and unkindness.
Although Qingyun Sect has always treated the disciples of the sect well, in the hearts of many people, Qingyun Sect is sinking, losing its former glory year by year. The cold demon-suppressing monument is like an invisible chain, strangling
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Even they can't understand why the first rule of the Qingyun Sect is that everyone must bow silently in front of the Demon Suppression Monument, otherwise it will be equivalent to betraying the Qingyun Sect and betraying the human race.
All this is because the head of Xuanjizi is not competent enough.
Go down from here.
As Zhuqing's disciple, it was natural for him to receive cold looks.
If it were normal, they would definitely be in front of the senior brother and behind the senior brother.
But the one who spoke arrogantly today was Chu Chen from the Xuanlong Dynasty.
His status is so noble, so noble that even if many people think that Chu Chen is too cold and does not care about the feelings of his fellow disciples, no one will say anything.
Zhu Qing's figure was gloomy.
The pieces of autumn chrysanthemums behind him were stained with his blood and withered little by little.
At this moment, Qiu Ju was about to disappear.
Suddenly, it rotated, and the dim sword light changed, turning into petals of green lotus.
The wind suddenly picked up.
The cyan light and shadow passed through the sky and suddenly hit Chu Chen's head.
"Your Highness, be careful!"
A cold voice reminded urgently.
Chu Chen's expression changed and he stepped back in embarrassment.
A green lotus flower exploded under Chu Chen's feet just now, and the raging sword energy stabbed Chu Chen's face, with a look of panic on his face.
However, the green lotus suddenly turned into sword light and disappeared without a trace.
"you."
"It's just mediocre."
Gu Yusheng's voice blew calmly to the surroundings.
"What makes you arrogant is just that you are wearing a shiny coat."
"Gu Yusheng!"
"It's you."
After the shock, Chu Chen became furious. His face was livid, and he was about to take action, but the old eunuch behind him held him down with a pale hand, "Your Highness, don't be impulsive."
"Yes, it's me."
"It didn't scare you, did it?"
Gu Yusheng and Chu Chen were far apart.
But the conversation between the two was understandable to everyone.
"I'm going to kill you!"
Chu Chen's eyes were full of violence.
The old eunuch behind him whispered: "Your Highness, calm down, we have been planning for a long time, if you just have to be patient for a few more days, as long as you are in the ring, you will always have a chance to kill him openly."
Chu Chen's fists clenched loudly.
The anger in his body is getting stronger and stronger.
The old eunuch behind him glanced at the idle prince of the Xuanlong Dynasty, frowned, and fell into deep thought.
In front of the ring, a shaky Zhu Qing walked towards Gu Yusheng, with blood still hanging from the corners of his mouth, and he forced a smile.
"Why? You and I have no friendship."
Gu Yusheng said calmly: "When I was in Qingyun Town, the old master in the village once told me that people who have been exposed to rain should not laugh at people who don't have umbrellas. That's all."
Zhuqing's eyes fell on Gu Yusheng.
Silently gave him a fist.
He walked a few steps and suddenly stopped, looked back at Gu Yusheng, and asked, "I heard from my fellow disciples that my master once broke your wooden sword?"
"Yes." Gu Yusheng looked slightly cold, "But you are you."
Zhuqing turned around and continued to move forward, saying as he walked: "I am not qualified to represent my master. He must have his reasons for doing this. If you really surpass the master one day and plan to pick up the dignity that fell on the ground,
, I think I can forgive my sin, my life is not worth anything, but I can let you vent your hatred."
Gu Yusheng did not respond and was unable to respond.
Zhuang Qi, who won the competition, came from the ring. His sword had been returned to the box and he walked straight towards Gu Yusheng. His eyes were full of excitement.
"What was that sword strike just now? I really want to know."
"There will be a chance."
Gu Yusheng replied.
Zhuang Qi glanced at Chu Chen in the distance, then at Gu Yusheng, and said inexplicably: "The Ninth Prince is already standing in the finals waiting for you and me. I feel honored to compete with you in advance.
I also feel regretful, maybe... the path of swordsmanship is not so pure sometimes."
After Zhuang Qi finished speaking, he walked away quickly.
Gu Yusheng was puzzled.
Because next, everyone has at least three duels.
How did he know that Chu Chen would be standing at the last stage?
But after dozens of competitions in the arena, Gu Yusheng suddenly understood.
The female disciples of Qixiufang all abstained from joining the school after meeting the sword cultivators of Sijian Sect.
The disciples of the Sijian Sect met the disciples of the Qingyun Sect and other sects along the way, and their victory in every battle was extremely strange.
Judging from the schedule, in the next three or even four games, Chu Chen will meet disciples from the Sijian Sect.
"Could it be that Chu Chen bribed the disciples of the Four Swords Sect?"
Gu Yusheng's doubts were confirmed.
In the next two days of the sword test competition, the opponents Chu Chen met were all disciples of the Four Swords Sect. After they fought against Chu Chen, their strength seemed to have strangely decreased a lot. They were easily defeated by Chu Chen, and some of them gave up.
people, but Chu Chen was still rude to these people, and his murderous intention became more and more intense.
When there are fewer and fewer people in the Qingyun Sect, everyone present has real strength.
In addition to Zhuang Qi from the Sijian Sect and the three direct disciples of the sword-guarding elders, there was a female disciple named Zhu Die in the Qixiu Fang who did not quit the competition and defeated her opponents in the ring one after another, winning applause.
In the Qingyun Sect, several disciples who were originally very qualified and talented were defeated miserably after encountering the disciples of the Sijian Sect.
Even Xiao Muqing, a disciple of He Hongnian at Luochen Peak, lost the competition on the third day.
Xiao Muqing encountered a disciple of the Four Swords Sect. Although Xiao Muqing gained the advantage with his sword, he was attacked by his opponent at the last moment. He used a set of extremely strange palm techniques and severely injured Xiao Muqing, leaving him sadly.
Gu Yusheng's next opponents are still disciples of the Sijian Sect.
These people had good cultivation and unique moves, but Gu Yusheng still did not give the opponent any chance. Every time he entered the ring, he defeated his opponent at an extremely fast speed.
He also knocked him off the ring, leaving the elders on the side unable to speak.
Gu Yusheng won consecutively all the way, and the winners were all disciples of the Four Swords Sect. This finally made the disciples of the Qingyun Sect realize that Gu Yusheng was not just lucky, but that he was really capable. Regarding such a result, the disciples of the Qingyun Sect
It's hard to accept.
Three years ago, Gu Yusheng entered the Qingyun Sect. Although he was taken in, no elder among the six peaks chose him, so he was arranged to live alone in the peach blossom forest.
When many people pass by Yunqiao, they will see that figure waving a sword in the peach blossom forest.
The voices of ridicule never stopped.
In the monster hunting forest, rebel cultivators massacred fellow disciples. There were rumors that Gu Yusheng saved the great scholar Mo Wanyun with a wooden sword, which many people found absurd.
In the Demon Suppression Tower, many Qingyun Sect disciples witnessed Gu Yusheng slaying hundreds of demons with one sword, but they were still unwilling to accept the fact that Gu Yusheng was powerful.
In fact, many people are not blind, but they cannot get past their own heart.
It is difficult to admit that others are strong, but then you have to admit that you were wrong.
A person's life.
The biggest deception.
I just don't want to face myself.
For most people.
Gu Yusheng's existence is like an inconspicuous weed in Qingping Mountain. The wind and snow in Qingping Mountain may make this weed disappear at any time.
But three years have passed.
Gu Yusheng not only withstood the wind and rain.
It has also become a tall tree, and the shadow cast by the tree is enough to prevent many of them from seeing the comfortable light.
At that time, people didn't know the Lingyun tree, and they waited until Lingyun became a master.
Three years.
To a practitioner, it is like a quick glance.
But when they saw Gu Yusheng standing on the ring wielding a sword wantonly.
The idle elders and older disciples who were hanging around in the Qingyun Sect were jealous and secretly felt guilty.
Who has not experienced the glorious years?
But time is like poison.
People who have lost their will will live in confusion without realizing it.
A sudden awakening.
It’s been half a lifetime since I looked back.
Come all night.
There are more and more disciples in Qingyun Sect who cannot sleep.
tomorrow.
The Grand Competition of Qingyun Sect will determine the quota of three people who are qualified to be recommended to the Holy Land. This means that three people will truly enter Qingyun and become unattainable disciples of the Holy Land.
Qingyun Gate under the night has been silent for decades,
The demon-suppressing monument guarded by the six peaks of Qingping Mountain looks like a weathered old man overlooking all living beings.
In the eyes of this weathered old man, he has already seen all the joys and sorrows of people over the past thousands of years, and it is not a big deal. However, everyone who has ever stood at his feet has been trapped in the world of mortals.
Facing a cruel and cold world.
Any cold heart.
They all prayed devoutly and repented in front of this weathered old man.
now.
Lei Jiangheng, who was carrying the Tianzong Sword, stood in front of the Demon Suppressing Monument.
Under the moonlight, his face was full of piety.
He even put his hands together in one place and stood in silence for a long time.
But when he opened his eyes.
It has become deep and cold.
He moved and took a few steps, then suddenly thought of something, turned back and stood in front of the upright sword.
That sword belongs to Gu Bai.
The disciples of Qingyun Sect have all seen and laughed at it.
But Lei Jiangheng seemed to have never seen this sword inserted in front of the Demon Suppressing Monument.
There is no one tonight.
He stared for a long time.
No words for a long time.
Gradually, dozens of elders appeared behind him, and each of them restrained their aura.
"Senior Brother Lei."
"Follow me." Lei Jiangheng glanced at everyone, "The night is so long, I have to do something."
Lei Jiangheng came to the Gongwei Hall not far from the Demon Suppression Monument and took out a token. Bursts of light emitted from the token, and a strange rune gate suddenly appeared in front of the elders.
These people looked shocked.
They have been at Qingyunmen for so many years.
I never knew there was a secret door here.
"Twenty years ago, I lost everything here. Tomorrow, I will get it all back."
Lei Jiangheng murmured to himself and disappeared with the elders.
The wind in Qingping Mountain.
It's extremely cold tonight.
Gu Yusheng was sitting beside the bed in the small courtyard of Peach Blossom Forest, listening to the howling cold wind that kept coming in from the window.
Candlelight flickers.
Gu Yusheng stared at the wooden sword in his hand.
Tonight.
He didn't sleep either.
Not watching the shuriken.
But there is a shadow in my heart that always lingers.