Receiving the compliment, He Zhengxian showed a faint smile and said, "If Qian 'er can become the Wulin Alliance's Meng Zhu this time, he will bring glory to Kunlun." The Kunlun Sect Leader laughed and said, "Our Kunlun Sect is one of the Wulin sects. When the time comes, won't we still be under the Meng Zhu? At that time, will Lu Shizhi still respect you as his Shishu? "
Lu Qian was not in the mood to respond; he turned his head to look at the spectator's stand. Two people were already exchanging punches and kicks, their mouths were shouting loudly, but in Lu Qian's eyes, it was nothing more than an empty show of strength. He coldly watched the people in the arena being thrown off the stage by their opponents one by one, leaving in a sorry state. In the blink of an eye, the winner became the loser, and the cycle repeated. Thinking that there would not be any martial art masters appearing in the near future, he found an excuse and went alone to the depths of the forest, looking for Chu Menglin to continue digging traps.
As soon as he caught a glimpse of her back, his fidgety mood took a turn for the better. His childish heart suddenly rose, he wanted to quietly scare her. He slowly walked forward, but as soon as he took a few steps, the bottom of his feet suddenly disappeared and his body fell straight down into another trap. Although it could not be considered deep, it was buried up to his neck and he choked on several mouthfuls of dirt. Knowing that he had fallen into Chu Menglin's trap, he was so angry that his chest was about to explode. But since there was nothing to support him, he had no choice but to open his mouth and beg for mercy, "Quickly pull me out."
Chu Menglin laughed and said, "What you said is really interesting. I dug a trap to wait for the enemy, how can I turn around and rescue the prey? Besides, if we answer each other like this, you will have to look up to me; won't that be good? Hey, you are not participating in the martial art competition, what are you doing here? Could it be that you have already lost the first match? " Lu Qian thought that if you want to look up to me, then you can look up to me as much as you want. He lay his head back and looked at the sky, saying, "I am not going to suffer the wheel in the morning. Isn't it because I don't want you to work so hard digging the traps, so I volunteered to give you a hand? This is called treating my good intentions as ill intent! "
Chu Menglin laughed and said, "Who are you talking to?" Is it a bird? "Lu Qian stared into her eyes and said word by word," It's not a bird, it's a beast. " After thinking it through, Chu Menglin grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground and threw it at Wei Xiaobao's face. But he thought about how Wei Xiaobao was standing in the middle of the trap and how relaxed he was. He had been digging for the whole night, and now that someone had switched hands, he didn't need to make things difficult for Wei Xiaobao. Only then did she pull his hand and drag him out. She then picked up the tools and stuffed them into his arms. She then pointed at the large pit at the side and gestured with her lips. By the time Lu Qian took a look, more than half of it had been dug out. "You are really doing your best," he said happily, "Thank you for your hard work!"
With a cold laugh Chu Menglin said, "You think too highly of yourself. I am doing this for the sake of taking back my Cult's secret manual, not for you. Why do I need you to praise me? Let me ask you, have you tested your Martial Uncle? "
When Lu Qian heard her mention Shibo, he suddenly felt like he had been teased. He said unhappily, "Your reasoning is perfect, but it's a pity it doesn't hold water. Are you the one who wanted An Yesun to let Li Yijie go? Right now, eighty percent of the secret manual has been swallowed by his Shifu Meng Anying. You haven't seen that old fellow's ugly behavior. A moment ago he wanted to kill that evil disciple in front of everybody, but the next moment as soon as he heard there was profit to be made, he treated that kid like his ancestor. His face changes faster than flipping the pages of a book. "
Chu Menglin fiddled with the grass on the ground. "If that's really the case," she said with a laugh, "It's very likely that he is your long-lost relative. Aren't you also a sick cat pretending to be a tiger, a sheep wearing wolf's skin?"
Lu Qian was speechless. He picked up a piece of wood from the side and tossed it over. "Sharpen one end of it," he said. Chu Menglin pursed her lips. After thinking for a moment she said, "Alright, then I'll imagine it is your head." "Whatever you want," Lu Qian said. The two of them worked together and had a tacit understanding with each other. Every now and then they would exchange a few words. The atmosphere was very joyous. Lu Qian felt intoxicated. Just as he was about to finish, he suddenly remembered something. "How can I lure my Shibo here?" he asked. Chu Menglin was about to answer when someone called out from behind him, "Lu Shixiong, how come you are here? What's the use of this big pit? "
The visitor was a young disciple of the Kunlun Sect. Lu Qian really did not understand why every time he had a chance to be alone with Chu Menglin, someone would come and spoil the fun. The day before yesterday Yu Shuanglin was looking for him seriously. Now this martial brother came to a desolate place to relieve himself and happened to bump into him. He did not know if he should say that Yu Shuanglin was too good at finding places, or vice versa. He was also worried that this person would go out and spread rumors, so he wanted to kill him on the spot. Chu Menglin beckoned to that young disciple and said sweetly, "Dear Master, please come a few steps over. Since you have seen everything, we will tell you the truth. But what I ask, you must answer truthfully. Do you believe that there are ghosts and gods in this world? "
Her voice was soft and gentle. That young disciple had very little contact with women, so he opened his mouth and said with a smile, "This … whether there are ghosts and gods or not, without any evidence, it is not good to speak carelessly. But I have seen immortals descend to the mortal world with my own eyes." Chu Menglin gave Lu Qian a glance with a mischievous smile, as if to say, "The Kunlun Sect is full of glib-tongued people." Lu Qian was so angry that the corner of his mouth twitched. He secretly cursed this martial brother for being too lecherous, causing him to lose face as well.
Chu Menglin continued, "I heard that there were two great heroes in your honorable Sect. They were called the 'Kunlun Shuang Xia', but they were killed by evil people. This Sword Discourse Forest is not very clean. I have seen their souls with my own eyes. They cried out to me and asked me to help them dig a grave. " While she was at it, she raised the stake in her hand and said, "If you are working for ghosts, you must be careful in case of an emergency."
The young disciple was so frightened that his whole body trembled. It was as if the two ghosts were standing behind him. He did not dare to untie the stake and turned around to run away. He was not careful and tripped over a branch. He crawled up and shouted, "Ghosts!" and ran away again. Chu Menglin pointed at his back and laughed like a flower.
Lu Qian rested one elbow on his knee and asked in puzzlement, "Miss Chu, I say, you are perfectly fine. Why did you scare an honest person like this? What kind of medicine do you have in your gourd?" Chu Menglin covered her mouth and laughed, "I am not a Jianghu doctor. I have no medicine to sell to you. Besides, is my carving really that bad? A good stake, you think it is a gourd? Then I don't care. You deal with it yourself. "Lu Qian did not know whether to laugh or cry," Stop fooling around. Let's be serious. "
Chu Menglin said, "You don't have a solution. I am trying to help you think of a solution. To put it bluntly, it is just eight words: 'Vengeance of the departed, reincarnation of the departed'. Do you understand? "Lu Qian was confused." I don't understand, "he said," You can put it more bluntly. " Chu Menglin sighed, "What I mean is, you have been possessed by the two ghosts of Kunlun. They are looking for the old Taoist priest to take his life."
Lu Qian helplessly said, "I have been possessed by them? I think you have been possessed by the stupid dead ghosts. Don't tell me you want me to pretend to be a zombie in front of Martial Uncle? Stretch out my arms, stare blankly, and mutter 'Return?
My — order — to — come '? When the time comes, everyone will think that I have suddenly gone crazy. How can I still be the Alliance Leader? "
Chu Menglin sprang up and kicked the back of Lu Qian's head. "You dare to scold me?" He asked, "Others may not be afraid, but your Martial Uncle has a guilty conscience. Don't tell me he is not anxious to come and take a look?" With an evil laugh Lu Qian said, "My Martial Uncle only knows how to say, 'Shizhi's head has been kicked by a stupid donkey? Your mouth is full of nonsense, why don't you shut up? 'I am afraid of his' Mad Lion Roar 'divine skill, so I can only cover my head and run away like a rat. "Finished speaking, he really did cover his head and ran away as fast as he could.
Chu Menglin heard Lu Qian scolding him indirectly, calling him a stupid donkey. He wanted to curse him loudly, but then he remembered that Lu Qian had changed the 'lion' to 'mad lion', which was not his own name. He stomped his foot angrily.
As soon as the young disciple ran away, just as Chu Menglin expected, he immediately rushed to report the incident. In order to protect Kunlun's reputation, He Zhengxian hastily expelled his two injured disciples from the school. Thinking about it now, he often regretted it, thinking that when his disciples relied on their Shifu the most, he was so cruel to them that they died in vain outside, without even the least bit of recognition.
Hearing him mention 'a beautiful girl', the Sect Leader of the Kongtong Sect knew that since this witch was involved, there must be something strange going on. He thought, "She once said that she saw a ghost in a dream, and now she is using the same trick again. Why did Shizhi Lu let her out? That's right, this little demon is outwardly complying but inwardly rebelling, he conspired with this witch to harm me. Humph, a fledgling whose wings have not yet grown, trying to play some little trick in the dark, Shishu will play with you. "Pretending to sigh, he advised," He Xiong does not need to blame yourself. A brave warrior cutting his wrist is worthy of the respect of future generations. Moreover, these two Shizhi Brothers have received He Xiong's kindness in raising them, they will not commit the evil crime of murdering their own Shifu. You must know that even ghosts have their own way. Such a big violation of the natural order and ethics, won't they be sentenced to 'never to be reincarnated'? If you really can't let it go, tonight Lao Dao will accompany you to their graves to pay respects. What do you say? "
He Zhengxian was worried, he only said, "Thank you very much Dao Xiong, but Qian 'er's martial art competition is very tiring, he usually does not have a deep friendship with two Shixiong, so there is no need to trouble him to accompany us." The Sect Leader of the Kongtong Sect nodded with a smile, he thought, "Even if I don't call him, he will still show himself."
Not too long afterwards Lu Qian returned. He Zhengxian still acted as if nothing had happened, he introduced the situation of the battle to him, "Li Yijie has not made any move, the one using the sword on the stage is Liang Yue, a disciple of Diancang Pai, who has defeated several opponents in succession. The one wearing the steel gloves is a Huangshan disciple, who is using the seventy-two stances of the 'Subduing the Tiger Fist'. Each stance is steady, but as time goes on, that Liang Yue will still win. You will go up after that. " The Sect Leader of the Kongtong Sect said, "I remember this man is a formidable opponent, if he can win the next match, he will be today's winner. Lu Shizhi, it's all up to you."
"Shibo," Lu Qian said in a low voice, "I see that Liang Yue is using the 'four taels deflecting a thousand catties' style. Where should Xiao Zhi start?" "Using your strong point to attack his weak point," the Sect Leader of the Kongtong Sect said. "Purely in terms of martial art, you are inferior to him, but in terms of crafty plots and machinations, he is far inferior to you." While saying that, he cast a meaningful glance toward Lu Qian. Lu Qian was watching the battle with rapt attention, he did not catch the hidden meaning in his words.
Several stances were exchanged on the stage, suddenly the Huangshan disciple cried out, "Ah!" as he was struck by Liang Yue's palm and was thrown out of the field. The Sect Leader of the Kongtong Sect pushed Lu Qian's back and said in a low voice, "Go up." Lu Qian borrowed the force and leaped up. While he was still in the air, he deliberately showed off by kicking the Huangshan disciple's chest and using him as a stepping stone, he gently landed on the stage. He cupped his fists and said, "Liang Shixiong's martial art is superior, Zaixia admires you very much, please show mercy."
Liang Yue had won several matches in a row, by this time his chest was full of arrogance. With his head held high he said, "Show mercy? Do you think I know you? Even if you are my blood brother, laozi will not show even the slightest bit of mercy in this struggle for the Meng Zhu position. If you are afraid, go home early and hold your doll. "" Hold your doll? "Lu Qian coldly snorted and said," Hold your doll? "He raised his sword and chopped Liang Yue's shoulder. Liang Yue casually parried and said with a teasing laugh, "Xiao Shidi, you have been chopping firewood too much that you have forgotten how to use a sword?"
Lu Qian's heart was burning with anger, his sword flew up and down, the sword's rays intertwined, forming a silver net. Liang Yue was still laughing, he said, "The young lady in your family is weaving, did Shidi do it for her? Do you think you are holding an embroidery needle in your hand? "
It was also an insult, but in Lu Qian's ears, he was suddenly enlightened. He bowed deeply and said in a loud voice, "Thank you very much for Liang Shixiong's instruction." Although Liang Yue was surprised, his reaction was quick; he brandished his sword to chop down on Lu Qian's head. Lu Qian leaned his neck sideways to evade, his right foot drew a semicircle, his upper body stood upright, he raised his sword to block, but only the hilt of the sword collided. Liang Yue laughed coldly and twisted Lu Qian's sword into the air. "Hey," He Zhengxian exclaimed, his face was full of anxiety. The Kongtong Sect's Sect Leader was calm and composed, he thought, "Even if this little demon's internal energy is inferior, he should not be so inferior to his peers; there must be some other reason."
Sure enough, Lu Qian deliberately showed a half-exposed chest; his left foot drew a line and his right palm slowly pushed out. Liang Yue saw that this palm was coming with empty momentum, he guessed that Lu Qian was afraid. Just as he was about to do the same, he secretly circulated ninety percent of his internal energy. Two palms collided, suddenly he felt a sharp pain in the hollow of his palm. Hastily he retreated several steps and pulled his palm back. He saw a small black hole, the area around the wound was purple and swollen. A moment later, his entire hand was numb and itchy. Hastily he sealed several major acupoints on his arm to stop the poison from spreading.
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