"Ah!" Yu Shuanglin suddenly exclaimed and called out, "Meng Xiong, come and take a look." Meng Anying was more than happy to oblige; he quickly stepped forward and flipped through several pages. "This style … how come it is so similar to our Huashan sword technique?" The Kongtong Sect leader laughed and said, "Turns out Huashan sword technique and the Devil Cult's martial art are different but achieve the same result. This has opened my eyes." "Humph," Meng Anying continued, "But it is slightly different. Some subtle details have been added, greatly reducing the power."
Listening to their discussion, Li Yijie's face suddenly showed uneasiness. He quickly stepped forward and snatched the book back, but after a glance he hurriedly put it away and said, "I have let Shifu laugh at me. Disciple was just indulging in fantasy. I wanted to create my own sword technique, but unfortunately my aptitude is too low, so I can only use Shifu's technique to confuse people. It was just for fun, I never thought about showing it in front of other Sect's martial brothers. My internal energy was even copied from my own school's song. " Meng Anying laughed coldly and said, "If creating your own sword technique is that easy, why would those famous seniors spend their entire life's effort only to have their own unique technique passed down?"
He Zhengxian had never seen the sword technique, he thought Meng Anying had instructed him to hide the book. He stepped forward and shouted, "This is an important matter, how can it be decided by just a few words?"
Li Yijie called out, "You can't!" He raised his arm to block. By this time his internal energy was very profound, as soon as he encountered an external attack, his body naturally produced a resistance force that unexpectedly bounced off He Zhengxian's palm. He Zhengxian was startled, but then he saw Meng Anying's arm circling Li Yijie's shoulder, making a closing stance. He thought, "Turns out it's Old Meng protecting his disciple, it's not that this kid has any special ability." He did not want to admit that his internal energy was inferior, so he coldly said, "I won't lower myself to your junior's level." Meng Anying smiled and said, "Then I'll accept He Xiong's leniency."
Yu Shuanglin cursed inwardly, "This He Zhengxian boasted big mouth to scare people, who would have thought he was actually a good-for-nothing. At this critical moment he retreated." However, Lu Qian and the Kongtong Sect Leader were not that gullible; they thought, "When did this fellow Li Yijie's internal energy reach such a profound level? Li Yijie thought that his Shifu had forgiven him and decided to help him, so he was overjoyed. "Most likely he has learned the martial art from the secret manual, but how do I get my hands on it?"
For a moment, everyone had their own thoughts, and no one could make a fuss about it. Seeing the sky was getting dark, several young monks came to lead them to different places to rest. The tents were made of coarse cloth, simple and crude. The martial art practitioners did not care about the small details. In the tent of the Huashan Sect, the disciples had already laid out the bowls and chopsticks. When they saw their Senior Brothers and Junior Sisters that they had not seen in a long time, they were all beaming with joy. However, because their Master was present, they could not be too intimate and only shook hands to greet them.
During the banquet, Meng Anying was seated at the head of the table, but she took Li Yijie and sat by her side; this was a clear indication of how highly she regarded Meng Anying. Li Yijie saw that his Shifu's words were as gentle as before; he was so happy that he ate several big bowls of food. When he finished eating, he was about to get up to clean up when Meng Anying gently pulled his sleeve and placed three fingers on his wrist. Her expression was alternating between worry and joy.
"Shifu," Nangong Xue worriedly said, "Could it be that Senior Brother has contracted some incurable disease?" One of the disciples laughed and said, "If anything happens to Senior Brother, what will Senior Sister Nangong do?" Nangong Xue's face turned red; she stamped her foot and said, "Hey, you! Stop talking! "That disciple was young and had entered the sect late; he was also a playful person, so he deliberately argued with her." I wonder if Senior Sister Nangong Xue will be a widow for the rest of her life, or will she die for him? Third Brother, why don't we make a bet? "
That 'Third Brother' lightly knocked his head, trying to curry favor with Nangong Xue. He laughed and said, "If you ask me, Junior Sister Nangong Xue is so beautiful, she must have found a better man." The disciple laughed and said, "Are you talking about yourself?" Li Yijie listened to their playful banter and said with a wry smile, "Junior Brothers, Senior Brother has never treated you unfairly; there's no need to curse me to death. Right now I don't feel any discomfort in my body." "Then you must be even more careful," the Third Brother said with a serious face, "If you don't do it right, it could be the final radiance of the setting sun."
When Nangong Xue heard that her Senior Brother might 'pass away in a flash', she was so anxious that her eyes turned red. Meng Anying laughed loudly and said, "Xueer, don't panic. Who said Yijie is going to die? He is my favorite disciple, and his martial arts are now on par with your Shifu's. I don't know how he was able to receive guidance from an expert. "
Li Yijie immediately rolled down from his chair and prostrated himself on the ground. Meng Anying was surprised and asked, "What are you doing?" Nangong Xue hurriedly went to help him up. Li Yijie said, "Without Shifu's permission, disciple secretly learned the Devil Cult's secret manual, which is against the sect's rules. Shifu, please abolish disciple's martial arts, but please don't expel disciple from the sect. "
When Nangong Xue heard how serious his words were, she quickly knelt down and begged, "This was all disciple's idea, I forced Senior Brother to learn the sword. If Shifu wants to punish me, disciple can't stay out of it. But Shifu, please forgive Senior Brother." Meng Anying raised her hands and the two immediately felt as if their bodies were as light as a feather; they couldn't help but stand up.
Meng Anying laughed and said, "In your eyes, your Shifu is so unreasonable? Then I'll have to reflect on myself. When you obtained the secret manual, Shifu was far away on Mount Hua, thousands of li away from you. Even if you wanted to report it, you didn't know where to start. You are my disciple, you should know how to be flexible. Shifu's' permission 'isn't too late, is it? Moreover, if a martial art is used in a righteous way, it is considered righteous; if it is used in an evil way, it is considered evil. You only need to remember that you are learning martial arts to punish evil and promote good, to help the world prosper. All the doubts and doubts you have will be resolved without any attack. "
When Li Yijie heard this, the knot in his heart that had been depressed for a long time was indeed untied. He happily called out, "Shifu!" Meng Anying waved her hand to dismiss the disciples. She smiled and said, "Although your internal energy is strong, it's a pity that you are not good at using it. It's like the surging sea, endless, but if you don't channel it properly, it will inevitably overflow. Take out the secret manual and let your Shifu explain it to you. "
Li Yijie complied and went to take it out, but accidentally took out the sword manual he had drawn himself. He felt ashamed and quickly wanted to destroy it. Nangong Xue dissuaded him, "You have profound internal energy, enough to turn something rotten into something magical. Martial arts should not be limited by stances." Meng Anying said, "Exactly. Xueer's words are somewhat reasonable. You also stay here and listen to my explanation." Nangong Xue happily said, "Me? Can I really do that? "
Meng Anying laughed and said, "If I force you to leave, you won't be willing. You will definitely curse me behind my back. Why would your Shifu bother? Listening to more profound discussions will be very beneficial to your own cultivation. "Li Yijie quickly took out the secret manual and spread it on the table. In the chaos Lu Qian did not succeed, but when Li Yijie heard Nangong Xue's explanation, he was disheartened and did not want to read it again. That was why it was delayed until now.
Meng Anying started with the mnemonic formula. Li Yijie breathed according to the formula. Compared to self-study, he was at a higher level. He felt the abundant internal energy circulating in his body, as if he was bathing in the warm sun. Meng Anying also analyzed the essence of the sword stance, so that he could figure out the flaws in it. If the enemy used this stance to attack, how to counter it. It was already late at night. Master and disciple, one was teaching attentively, the other was learning energetically; neither felt tired.
But Nangong Xue's internal energy was not as good as Li Yijie's, so she was unable to practice a lot. Gradually she felt bored and fell asleep on the table. Li Yijie was worried that she would catch a cold, so he wanted to take off his coat and drape it over her shoulders. But he did not want to be disrespectful to his Shifu, so he was in a dilemma. Suddenly Meng Anying said, "Yijie, it's getting late. Take Xueer to rest first, so that he has enough energy to fight."
Li Yijie was very grateful. "Shifu," he said, "You should sleep early too." Meng Anying laughed and said, "This secret manual is very rare. If your Shifu doesn't read it more, I won't be able to sleep." Li Yijie was about to take the secret manual, but his hands awkwardly stopped midair. He had no choice but to turn around and pick up Nangong Xue. He bowed and took his leave.
The next day the sun was high in the sky, there was not a cloud in the sky for ten thousand li. All the heroes got up early and gathered in the middle of the Sword Discourse Forest, where they were assigned to their respective schools. The martial art stage had been built with freshly cut wood, and flags were erected all around. Shaolin Temple's Chanshi Tong Zhi stood on the stage, his face was gentle and kind. With a loud and clear voice he said, "This year's Heroes Assembly was proposed by our Temple's Fangzhang Shixiong, but he has been in closed-door training for a long time, so it is inconvenient for him to come. Since Lao Na is his representative, I hope he will not let you down. Since you have come from afar, Lao Na will thank you in advance. This matter concerns the fate of our Wulin world, we must not neglect it. "
Yu Shuanglin laughed and said, "You are thanking me? I am thanking you. How long do I have to thank you? Let's just be straightforward. Dashi, please tell us the rules. "Tong Zhi smiled and said," Yu Shizhu thinks Lao Na is too long-winded. " Yu Shuanglin laughed and said, "We, the Beggar Clan, roam the Jianghu, every day we look for Shizhu. We do not dare to accept it."
Tong Zhi was not annoyed by his pestering. He continued, "This martial art competition will be divided into two days. Each Sect can send any disciple to compete. The winner of today's battle will rest for the night, and tomorrow the battle will resume. The winner of today's battle will be the Meng Zhu, and he will have to bear the heavy responsibility of leading everybody to annihilate the Devil Cult. I think everybody is sincerely convinced. There are other rules. When exchanging views on martial art, you must stop before going too far. You must not kill. "
A Kongtong disciple loudly said, "Isn't that a bit difficult? Sabers and swords do not have eyes. If we really fight, who can take care of everything? If we are afraid of the slightest thing, how can we display our full strength? If we are that cowardly, why would we want to compete for the Meng Zhu position? Before entering the arena, we should be prepared to die, with our heads on our waists. "The crowd of heroes had different opinions, they refuted in low voice.
Lu Qian circulated his internal energy and said, "Sabers and swords do not have eyes. Are you also a disciple who has eyes but can't see? Our purpose in annihilating the Devil Cult is to reduce the number of innocent casualties in Jianghu. If everybody has the same idea as you, Lao Xiong, and easily shed blood, won't that go against the purpose of the Meng Zhu position? " Tong Zhi put his palms together and praised, "Amitabha Buddha, good indeed, good indeed. Shaoxia's words are full of compassion."
Nangong Xue secretly sneered. He pulled Li Yijie and said, "Shixiong, I don't think he knows how to write the word 'honor'." Li Yijie pressed his hand on his sword and said with a laugh, "I will let him know." After a night of instruction from his Shifu, his confidence had doubled. But Meng Anying said, "No, those who enter the arena today are all mediocre, there is nothing to worry about. Yijie, you must conserve your strength first. Tomorrow you will face the real experts. " Nangong Xue thought for a moment, then clapped his hands and said, "This is what it means to 'Amaze the world with a single brilliant feat'. Tonight Shifu can teach Shixiong some more martial arts."
Li Yijie frowned and said, "Shifu, your disciple does not want to fight for the position of the Meng Zhu …" Meng Anying patted his shoulder and comforted him, "Shifu knows that you have a free and easy personality and do not want to be burdened by a false reputation. But the position of the Meng Zhu is something that many people covet. That Kunlun Martial Nephew Lu is now one of the Kongtong brothers' men. Looking at his demeanor, he is determined to get the position. You have to put your name on it first so that the position will not fall into the hands of despicable people and cause endless harm. "
In a low voice Nangong Xue persuaded him patiently and patiently, "Miss Yun 'er is living in the Prince's palace. Compared to the wilderness of Jianghu, there is a difference between the clouds and the mud. When you become the Wulin's Meng Zhu, you can come and propose marriage. Then you will be worthy of her." When Li Yijie heard that there was hope for him to marry Shen Shiyun, he could not help but loudly said, "Good!" Meng Anying laughed and said, "Yijie really listens to Xueer the most. When Shifu's plan is finalized, I will arrange your marriage. What do you think?" Li Yijie thought that he was a dignified man, yet when other people wanted to encourage him to have great ambitions, unexpectedly they were trying to tempt him with love. He really did not know whether to laugh or cry.
On the other side of the room, Lu Qian was also casting a glance toward the Huashan Pai. His eyes were fixed on Nangong Xue. Seeing her talking softly with Li Yijie and their close relationship, he could not help but feel jealous. The Kongtong Sect's leader smiled and said, "That fellow Li Yijie is very happy." "Humph," Lu Qian said coldly, "Extreme joy begets sorrow, arrogant soldiers are bound to be defeated. Just wait for your nephew to teach him a lesson." The Kongtong Sect's leader laughed and said, "That would be the best. Martial Nephew Lu, you must win today's competition."
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