When Xi Zhong heard this, he was a little stunned.
Are those wild cultivators in the mountains more powerful than these orthodox sect disciples?
Long Yuan could naturally feel her master's doubts, and she slowly explained: "Many people think that these wild cultivators in the mountains have no feet, no background, and no sect inheritance. They are a group of very unreliable monks.
But many people don’t know that if most of the sect monks faced off against wild cultivators of the same level, the probability that the sect monks would win is very low.”
"Why?"
"That's because these wild cultivators have been fighting for their lives against heaven, earth and other people since they entered the journey of cultivation."
"These wild cultivators have despicable characters and rarely have any moral principles, because almost all the things they get are stolen, or they meet by chance, but because they have no sect to take care of them and are alone, they often end up with each other.
When others have conflicts, Master, you may be confused. According to your way of life, since you are wandering alone in the mountains and rivers, shouldn't you practice secretly and live a low-key life? "
"If Master, you really think so, you are totally wrong. In fact, despite the fact that those wild cultivators respect these respectable sect monks on the surface, they may even sometimes become the lackeys of these sect monks.
However, these people really look down on these sect monks, because the combat power of these sect monks is a bit inflated. Every time they go out to practice, they are almost always accompanied by elders from their own sects, who act as bodyguards.
Taoist, although doing this can ensure the safety of your disciples, it also makes these disciples accustomed to enjoying happiness."
"They know that no matter what kind of dangerous situation they fall into, the elder will always protect them. In this way, when they fight with the enemies they meet, they unconsciously put down their vigilance and cannot regard that battle as a
Fighting to the death will undoubtedly make these sect disciples become more and more arrogant and care less about others. However, when they travel through the mountains and rivers, the respect of those people towards them is not at all because of them, but because of the people next to them.
The elder standing there is just a high-ranking person."
"So when these sect disciples who are used to being arrogant and contemptuous of others actually meet those wild cultivators who are decisive and decisive in killing and have rich fighting experience, the chance of winning is definitely very low. When they compete with each other on weekdays, the same disciples will not be able to win.
The killing intent of a wild cultivator, a fellow sect member who would not have the murderous intention of a wild cultivator. Do you think a wild cultivator with his head tied to his waistband can be simple? Even the realm of these sect disciples
If we are ahead of our opponent Yexiu, it will be difficult to defeat him.”
After Xi Zhong silently listened to Long Yuan's words explaining to him from the bottom of his heart, he fell into deep thought and lost interest in those flashy duels in the arena.
It seems that I am still too naive.
Since I had never seen a monk fight, I thought monks were nothing more than that, so I was shocked after seeing Guan Xinying and the others' dazzling battle.
But in fact, according to what Long Yuan said, if a disciple like Guan Xinying was thrown into the rivers and lakes and wandered alone in the mountains and rivers and lakes, would there be such a smooth wind?
With the innocent temperament of these senior sisters, I am afraid that they will let down their guard when they see the smiling Ye Xiu for the first time, right?
"Long Yuan, you..." Xi Zhong stopped talking.
"Master, you want to ask me how a sword spirit knows?"
"Um."
Long Yuan said calmly: "When I was in Thousand Swords Sect, I was sent by my previous master. I served as the protector of those disciples several times. In the first few times, I protected these disciples completely.
I returned to the sect, but the consequence of this was that the disciples who came back from training all looked down on wild cultivators, as if they had forgotten who was trembling under the siege of that group of wild cultivators, and they didn't know.
They all forgot who bowed their heads in shame under the pressure of those wild cultivators, and returned to the top of the mountain to continue to put on that expression of 'experience is no more than this'."
"It wasn't until later that I specifically asked the previous master for instructions, saying that unless it was a life-threatening moment, I would never take action. I wanted those disciples to suffer a lot."
"Although my master couldn't bear it, she, who was also a wild cultivator, knew my intention and nodded in agreement."
"Then during that training session, I took fifteen Thousand Swords Sect disciples out for training. As soon as I left the mountain and reached the first capital city, I directly found a place to hide and secretly observed what these disciples would do.
What kind of approach will be taken when facing a crisis? In the face of those wild cultivators who are of low status but have murderous intentions towards them, and at the same time beg them for mercy after being exposed, whether they can bear to kill them, many of me
They are all watching carefully."
"Then, the consequence of what I did was that when the training was over and I returned to the sect, almost all of the fifteen people had their arms and legs broken and returned to the Thousand Swords Sect with injuries all over their bodies."
Xi Zhong was silent.
Long Yuan's voice began to sound cold, "However, after these injured disciples returned to Thousand Swords Sect, instead of learning from this lesson and training their minds and combat power, they complained about my lack of protection as a sword spirit.
, causing them to lose their hands and feet, and at the same time causing them to be laughed at by their fellow disciples. Master, do you think that such a sect disciple can become a talented person if he leaves his own sect?"
Xi Zhong said solemnly: "Of course it can't be done."
Although the wild cultivators are low-level, and many of them have no morals to speak of, they just rob and kill, but this does not mean that these wild cultivators are weaker than the sect monks.
In fact, these wild cultivators all have rich combat experience, and they are hard to guard against when fighting against them.
"So, Master, what I say now may be a bit unpleasant. Although Master, you have just started, and even started at a lower point than others, I still want to tell you that no matter who you meet, no matter what the level of that person is,
I hope that you, master, can maintain a cautious heart and take precautions against the slightest, so that you can stand firm in this world."
"I've learned a lesson!" Xi Zhong said in a deep voice.
Xi Zhong originally thought that he was careful enough in his life, but when he thought about it carefully, he really wasn't that careful.
Let's just say that the windows that should be closed every night when sleeping, but because I got to know the kind characters of the senior sisters during this period, I let go of my vigilance and left the windows open. This is not good.
You must not have the intention of harming others, and you must have the intention of guarding against others.
Wasn't the change of people in the cafeteria before because of the poisoning by the aunt? Maybe you wouldn't have thought that the smiling aunt with a kind expression could actually do such a thing, right?
After chatting with Long Yuan for a while, Xi Zhong had no intention of paying attention to the battle in the ring.
Although it seemed that the reincarnation of Xi Zhong was shocked, and even though Xi Zhong couldn't see how they would attack, in his heart, Xi Zhong felt that these flashy battles were probably in vain, and he couldn't see clearly anyway.
, even if you see it clearly, you probably won’t learn anything from it.
And if you are fighting with wild cultivators or other disciples from other sects outside, how could they be so casually tempted? They will definitely use all possible means. If they can kill you with one sword, they will definitely not waste two more swords.
, I will never do anything so fancy.
Xi Zhong tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest. Thinking of this, he wanted to leave this martial arts arena and practice on his own.
now.
The first battle on the ring is almost over.
What surprised Xi Zhong was that the middle-aged deacon judged the two battles as ties.
One of the arenas is Guan Xinying's arena.
Guan Xinying looked dissatisfied at the moment. She felt that if she was given a little more time, she would definitely be able to defeat the opponent.
Similarly, the disciple standing opposite Guan Xinying was not convinced. He also felt that he would definitely be better than this beauty and could definitely defeat her.
But under the serious expression of the middle-aged man, these two people who refused to admit defeat still had to jump off the ring and let their opponents come on for the second round.
When He Xiaotu came on stage, the cute girl with an oval face looked completely solemn.
And He Xiaotu's opponent is a handsome young man, about the same age as Xi Zhong, but his level is much better than He Xiaotu's.
Therefore, when the handsome young man faced the cute He Xiaotu at this moment, his face was naturally filled with contempt.
He probably wanted to defeat He Xiaotu in an understatement, and it would be better to make He Xiaotu admire him, so that his vanity would be greatly expanded.
Before he entered the Zen sect, he had defeated many female cultivators in the capital city of his hometown. As a result, all the female cultivators he defeated fell in love with him.
He also wanted this He Xiaotu to fall in love with him, and besides, in terms of appearance, this He Xiaotu was more beautiful and cuter than those female nuns who fell in love with him.
So this handsome young man made up his mind to defeat him with his most chic attitude. Well, it would be best to find an opportunity to pretend that he made a mistake and was about to knock He Xiaotu to the ground.
, by the way, a princess will hug you, this will definitely make He Xiaotu fall in love.
"Why do I feel that He Xiaotu has a greater chance of winning?" Xi Zhong couldn't help but muttered.
Pei Qi, who had been sitting next to him and secretly sizing up Xi Zhong, saw that Xi Zhong finally spoke, so he smiled and said, "Junior Brother Xi Zhong, why do you think so?"
She was so generous. If other disciples were sitting next to her, they would definitely want to talk to her all the time. Unexpectedly, this junior fell into deep thought after watching the game for a while, and turned her aside.
The beautiful senior sister left it aside and ignored it.
However, Pei Qi was a generous girl and didn't care about Xi Zhong's behavior. Instead, she felt comfortable.