In the evening, at Jueyue Peak.
Unconsciously, it was already summer night, and the dusk was dim, casting a shadow of the flowing clouds across the sky. Under the fading sunlight, the surrounding mountains were like continuous dark shadows, and the occasional breeze blew by, bringing the long cries of fairy cranes and the sound of a male voice falling to the ground:
"Pei Jisheng!"
Ningning, who was lying on the peach tree, listened to the voice and yawned lazily.
Like various academic competitions in the 21st century, there were also unified competitions between sects in the world of immortal cultivation.
Correspondingly, only disciples who performed well in their own sects were eligible to participate in the competitions between sects - such as this time in the Xiaochongshan Secret Realm.
The Xiaochongshan secret realm is opened once every fifty years. It contains countless precious spiritual plants and monsters. Whether it is for grabbing resources or actual combat experience, it is a good place to go.
However, this secret realm is extremely fragile. It can only accommodate cultivators at the Jindan stage and below, and the number of people that can be accommodated is very limited. As time goes by, it has become an excellent place for the sect's excellent Jindan disciples to compete with each other.
Now the Xuanxu Sword Sect holds a competition to select candidates to go to the secret realm.
Most of the participants in the competition are Jindan, and occasionally there are disciples who have established their foundation. The opponent Ning Ning encountered in the first round was not difficult, and he won the next game without much effort. On the other hand, Pei Ji's luck was really bad.
After recent training, he has entered the third level of Jindan. This is almost a flying speed of advancement, but the cool novel emphasizes the weak defeating the strong and counterattack in desperate situations. Unfortunately, the opponent encountered this time is the fourth level of Jindan.
The levels of cultivation are strictly divided. Even if there is only a small difference in realm, the strength between the two is very different. It is conceivable that Pei Ji can win this battle.
The cold sword light that just filled the entire Jueyue Peak suddenly dissipated, and disappeared into the silent sunset with the wind.
The slender figure of the boy was pulled straight by the setting sun, and the dark shadow was dripping with terrifying scarlet blood.
"At such a young age, he has mastered the
Guiyi sword technique so thoroughly, how amazing." On the stands stood a boy of twelve or thirteen, with dark pupils as calm as an ancient well. At this moment, he smiled: "Although the other one lost, the power of his sword should not be underestimated, and he is equally commendable."
Tian Xianzi, dressed in white and holding a sword, leaned against the stone pillar and smiled recklessly: "Of course, how can my apprentice be bad?"
"The apprentice is not bad, but the master may not be."
The beautiful woman standing nearby picked up a strand of black hair and twirled it around her fingertips.
She looked to be in her twenties, full of charm, with a pair of captivating peach blossom eyes sparkling with a hint of mockery in her smile: "Well, but that little disciple is really good-looking. If I could meet him earlier, he wouldn't be taken away by a poor ghost."
Tianxianzi pretended to be hurt and widened his eyes, glancing at Zhenxiao beside him: "Brother, she laughed at me!"
Zhenxiao: ...
Zhenxiao's face was full of sternness, like the dean of studies making rounds: "Jingyi, you are an elder of the Xuanxu Sword Sect, not a female cultivator of the Hehuan Sect of the Demon Cult. When you see a handsome disciple, you need to maintain the reserve of an elder."
The woman snorted With a sound, she moved closer to the boy: "What do you care about me!"
After a pause, she smiled lazily and said: "Tell me, did our Zhenxiao Sword Master hear me thinking about other men and couldn't help being jealous? Master."
The boy smiled quietly: "Really?"
Zhenxiao Sword Master frowned, not sure whether he was angry or embarrassed, his ears were a little red: "Master Jingyi, compete with me in swordsmanship!"
Zhenxiao Sword Master's interpersonal communication level is a mess. When he meets friends and soulmates, he will compete with swords to enhance the relationship. When he is angered, he will compete with swords to beat children. He has nothing to do on weekdays, but he still spends money every day to compete with Tianxianzi.
If someone who didn't know the truth took a look, they would never imagine that the beautiful woman with charming eyes and stunning beauty was actually Shi Jingyi, the most outstanding elder of Xuanxu Sword Sect;
and the bean-sized boy next to her was the leader Ji Yunkai.
——Ji Yunkai's cultivation was seriously injured in the battle between immortals and demons, and his body turned into the appearance of a twelve-year-old child. As for Shi Jingyi, her love for beauty comes from the heart.
"There was a little girl named Ningning who was also very beautiful before - amazing."
Shi Jingyi smiled and said, "She won without any hesitation, and she has the same momentum as I did back then. If she could follow me to practice -"
Goodbye, goodbye.
Thinking of the experience of this female devil playing with half of the sword sect disciples in her hands, Tian Xianzi couldn't help but frown. Don't harm his lovely Ningning, that little girl has never even held a boy's hand.
"Nowadays, there are many talented young people. I heard that Wanjian Sect, Fanyin Temple and Liuming Mountain have also produced very interesting little disciples."
Ji Yunkai narrowed his eyes, and his dark and deep eyes were full of indifference that was incompatible with this young body: "It seems that this time in Xiaochongshan will definitely not be boring."
"Let's not talk about this for now."
Shi Jingyi gently curled her lips, her voice as clear as peach blossoms and spring water: "One of my disciples came back from the mountain and brought a lot of snacks. Custard wrapped in candy paper and candied haws, I wonder if the master is interested?"
The little bean shouted happily: "I want to eat candied haws!"
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Pei Ji, who was at the center of the topic, naturally knew nothing about the conversation between the elders.
He rejected the proposal of the doctor to treat his injuries and returned to the room after the competition. The reason is simple, it's just that the demonic energy is rampant and is about to break through the confinement.
As the son of a demon cultivator, Pei Ji inevitably inherited a very heavy demonic energy in his body. This power is intertwined with human blood, and it is difficult to control and restrain it when they collide with each other.
This also causes his demonic energy to surge out from time to time, eroding his body and reason like a surging wave. Every time that happens, he will uncontrollably feel severe pain all over his body and want to relieve the pain through killing.
When the black-clothed young man Langxiong closed the door, he no longer had the strength to move forward.
The rebelliousness and tyranny sleeping in his blood tore his nerves again and again, urging him to go on a killing spree. Pei Ji leaned against the wooden door, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
He has not yet fallen to the point of surrendering.
He didn't want to become a monster that only knew how to kill.
The wounds from the sword were still bleeding, and he pressed his hands on the wounds in a self-torturing manner.
Then he exerted force.
The blood scars tore even more fiercely under the pressure, and blood rushed out.
Pei Ji seemed to be accustomed to this kind of heart-wrenching pain. He stood there with his back trembling slightly. Only his tightly bitten lower lip and the cold sweat on his forehead quietly revealed the pain.
He didn't want to kill anyone, so whenever the evil spirit was raging, he would use a knife to cut one cut after another on his body, to relieve the pain and the desire that was so strong that it was about to break his head. There
was silence all around, and only the heavy breathing of the young man could be heard. Dusk grew little by little from the west mountain, gradually engulfing the entire courtyard.
Pei Ji was caught off guard and heard a sound of footsteps.
The man's steps were light and brisk, and to him, they were not even louder than his own breathing.
Except for his master Tian Xianzi who came a few times, no one had ever set foot in the courtyard where he lived.
There was a series of knocks on the door, followed by a familiar voice: "Junior brother, are you in the room?"
Chengying in his heart moved slightly.
There was no candle on in the room. In the dark night, Ningning could only see a vague shadow standing under the moon through the window paper.
She heard no one answered, and after a moment of hesitation, she knocked again: "Master asked me to bring you some medicine."
The little girl's fingers were white and delicate, and her knuckles knocked on the door, making a crisp sound.
The force of knocking on the door caused the wooden board to shake very slightly. The vibration passed through the door and reached Pei Ji's back pressed against the door, bringing a slight numbness.
Through a thin wooden door, Ningning's knuckles hit right near his heart.
Pei Ji tilted his head slightly, and finally moved his teeth away from his lower lip. He used up all his strength to make a sound, which was strangely hoarse: "Put it at the door."
Ning Ning outside the door must have been stunned for a moment, and replied hesitantly: "Can't you open the door? There is something I have to hand over to you personally."
His throat rolled up and down weakly, and Pei Ji pressed the door panel with his palm, and his curled knuckles turned white because of the force.
At this point, he should have lost his patience.
The pain in his mind and the piercing pain in his body were tormenting him all the time, leaving him no time to think about anything else. Pei Ji had a bad temper. If it were in the past, he would never respond to any words from the other party.
But somehow, he suddenly remembered the figure of the girl breaking into the outer disciple's room that day.
With his heart in a mess, he asked in a hoarse voice: "What?"
This time it was Ning Ning's turn to hesitate.
She paused, as if she was embarrassed to say the name of the thing, and lowered her voice a little disappointedly: "It's not an important thing... I'd better put it at the door with the medicine box."
Pei Ji didn't say anything, and pressed his fingers on the door harder.
There was no sound outside the door for a long time. He estimated that the girl had left, but he didn't expect to hear her whisper again: "Did you keep the Yinshan Ghost Pearl I gave you?"
Ning Ning had read the original book and knew that he would sometimes leak out his demonic energy.
Pei Ji was not so stingy that he was unwilling to even open the door for her. The reason why he refused the treatment of the doctor on the martial arts arena and returned to the room must be for this reason.
Although the Yinshan Ghost Pearl cannot completely cure the disease, it can at least relieve some of the pain. If he gets a treasure but puts it in a drawer, it would be a waste of God's gift.
She said this in one breath, and only after she finished speaking did she realize that something seemed a little wrong.
Pei Ji didn't know that the Yinshan Ghost Pearl could suppress evil spirits. In his eyes, she gave him the pearl and shamelessly told him to wear it with him...
It was like asking him to wear a token of love!
Ning Ning's ears suddenly turned red, and she explained hurriedly: "I heard that the Yinshan Ghost Pearl can cure diseases. If my junior brother is not poisoned when he goes out for training, he can rely on it to escape danger."
Chengying usually would never speak out to bother him when the demonic energy surged. Now she said with a sigh: "The girl wants you to remember the token of love, Pei Ji."
What token of love?
The young man sneered, as if he felt that the sword marks on his body were not deep enough, so he took out a knife from his arms and stabbed it into his wrist.
There is no love without fate in the world. He and the arrogant senior sister have almost no intersection, so how could she be devoted to him.
Even if she really has a good impression, it's just a look that doesn't work. It won't be long before this cheap emotion will disappear.
He is not stupid, he will not let himself get trapped.
Pei Ji slashed the knife to the right while responding to her nonchalantly, with a half-smile on his face: "Thank you, senior sister. But this Yinshan Ghost Pearl is really precious, Pei Ji is not worthy of it, so let's return it to you."
He was unwilling to owe anyone a favor. Last time, Ning Ning turned around and ran away as soon as she finished speaking, leaving no chance for refusal. This time he was finally able to talk.
The little girl outside the door seemed to be anxious, and her voice was raised several degrees: "You saved my life, I should repay you. That bead--"
As soon as she said this, a squeaking sound rang in her ears.
Pei Ji opened the door.
He looked extremely wolfish, and the bloodshot on the whites of his eyes grew wildly like vines, occupying most of his eyes.
The whole person was filled with blood, his black clothes and black hair blended into the night, only his pale cheeks were soaked by the moonlight, so white that it seemed to be glowing.
The dark night was as gloomy as ink, silently pressing down the moonlight.
The gloom in Pei Ji's eyes was even worse, so fierce that it seemed to swallow her in one bite.
"Anyway!"
Ning Ning was not afraid of him, and quickly opened the handkerchief wrapped in layers, revealing a light yellow spherical object inside, and stood on tiptoe the moment Pei Ji opened his mouth to reject her.
Then she stuffed the thing into his mouth without hesitation.
The entrance was incredibly soft to the touch, half of the soft and round ball was stuffed into his mouth, and the boy's thin cheeks were suddenly puffed up like a bun.
The hostility on Pei Ji's face gradually melted away, replaced by astonishment and confusion, blinking helplessly.
Even the remaining weak demonic energy suddenly stopped, as if a little surprised and shy, quietly spinning in the air, and diving into the dark shadow.
"I don't want to listen to anything you say. I told you to wear the beads, so you have to wear the beads, otherwise I--"
She thought for a long time but couldn't think of any harsh words, so she could only stare at him: "Otherwise I will be very, very angry, and I am terrible when I am angry."
Pei Ji didn't say anything, and he couldn't say anything either.
"Here's the medicine box for you."
She picked up the medicine box from the ground and stuffed it into Pei Ji's arms without saying anything. She pointed at the thing in his mouth and said, "This is the custard bun I bought from someone else. You must eat it while it's hot, so I said I would give it to you as soon as possible."
Then she emphasized, "Don't spit it out! Eat it quickly! Do you know how much I spent? One tenth of my belongings! I'm very poor, don't you know! If you spit it out, you're cutting your senior sister's flesh!"
Pei Ji: ...
Before opening the door, the demonic energy in his body had already dissipated by half. At this time, his mouth was filled with a soft, glutinous and fragrant breath, which actually went straight into his internal organs, as if it could wash away the bloody smell that had accumulated for a long time.
Probably because she was afraid that he would talk nonsense again after eating, Ning Ning said goodbye and turned away, leaving Pei Ji alone standing in front of the door.
What kind of thing is this?
He prepared so many heartless and sarcastic words, but she blocked him from saying a word, and he could only stand there in a daze.
... It's useless.
He couldn't even be fierce to her.
He wanted to make a self-deprecating smile, but found that the corners of his mouth were stiff and he had no strength. The fragrance in his mouth lingered on the tip of his tongue. Pei Ji held the bottom of the custard bun with his hand and bit it lightly with his teeth.
The warm filling was like a thick, sweet and warm current, filling the entire mouth in an instant. His cold and broken body warmed up again because of this temperature. He moved his bloody and stiff fingertips and leaned against the door.
The moonlight sinks, and the shadow of the shadow. Be sure to do helplessness
in Ningning . Even though she was so poor, the original owner was still strong enough to hire people to squeeze out her last bit of private money. She was really a model of a vicious female supporting role. Ning Ning felt ashamed of herself. In short, she would contact the outer disciples' room, have some business exchanges, and then hire a group of people to go to Pei Ji's yard to cause trouble for him. Although the story certainly ended with Pei Ji winning one over many, he was injured in today's battle on the arena. No matter what the result, tomorrow's resistance would aggravate the wound and make the injury more serious. So Ning Ning spent all her money to buy a custard bun as a small gift to quietly make amends. The letter from the other party arrived quickly, and the message was concise: [Received.] But Ning Ning also had things she didn't know. She would never have thought that in a certain house tonight, someone would send a letter just like hers. The content was exactly the same, as if copied and pasted: [Tomorrow at dinner time, Pei Ji's villa, must take action.] ===== So the next day, when Pei Ji returned to his residence after dinner, the first thing he saw was seven or eight people gathered in front of the door. All of them were in the middle stage of foundation building, with unfriendly eyes and masks on their faces. "You must be Pei Ji." The leader smiled grimly: "You are unlucky. Someone hired us to teach you a lesson." His tone was determined, but just after he finished speaking, before Pei Ji could react, another strong male voice sounded not far away: "Where is Pei Ji!" Looking in the direction of the voice, there were actually eight tall men walking slowly from the path, also in the middle stage of foundation building, wearing masks. The two teams looked at each other. There was a big doubt in their small eyes, with the same masks and the same posture, just like the Calabash Brothers copied and pasted. "What are those people doing here? Did someone among us leak the news, so Pei Ji made preparations in advance and specially hired someone to protect him?" Someone whispered this sentence, and the people standing at the door immediately became alarmed. They had just surrounded the boy surnamed Pei, and another group of aggressive guys appeared not far away. Judging from their ferocious appearance, they must have bad intentions. For a while, they whispered to each other, and small buzzing sounds came one after another. "Hey, a hero saving a beauty? What era is this? Why are you still playing this game?" "You're asking quite arrogantly. Why, even if they know where Pei Ji is, can they protect him?" So the leader snorted coldly, his voice as loud as a bell: "Here! What do you want to do!" He spoke fiercely and cruelly, as if he would not allow the young man beside him to be touched by others, and even stepped forward to block Pei Ji. This is an action representing possession. But to others, it was completely different. - Where did the old hen come from to protect her eggs? The outer disciples invited by Ning Ning standing by the path were also confused, and communicated in a low voice that only others could hear. "What's going on? Why are there so many people gathered around that kid?" "Did Pei Ji know we were coming and specially find someone to protect him?" "Does he really think we can't beat those people, and that he can't do anything to him just by letting others stand in front of him? Today, I'm going to beat them until they are bloody!" "What do we want to do?" The leader among them also stepped forward, his tone unquestionable: "If you know what's going on, get away from him quickly, otherwise don't blame us for being rude!" "Wow! Masked pervert! Come up and fight me if you're brave! We're going to take care of this kid today!" The two teams faced each other, swords drawn, and someone accidentally fired a gun, and an obvious murderous aura burst out. Just like a calm lake suddenly rippled, the stalemate was like broken glass, with wolves and monkeys scattered all over the ground. Everyone shouted at the same time, raised their fists and rushed forward.
Everyone has a clear belief in their heart, it is so firm, so bright and shining -
Pei Ji, you little brat, who are you looking down on! Do you really think they can't beat that group of masked men? Once you get rid of the bodyguards you hired, it will be your death!
They don't know when Pei Ji, who should have been the target of everyone's criticism, turned around and went back to his room, free of charge. They don't
even know that after understanding the truth, their tears will be like a torrential rain, shattered all over the ground, clear in their hearts.
There are many things in this world that everyone doesn't know.
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Ning Ning looked at the bill expressionlessly.
Medical expenses, hiring expenses, mental damages... Damn, there is actually a compensation for friendship with colleagues? The two groups of you fought fiercely, but Pei Ji went back to his room to sleep. Can you blame her for this?
It would be better to just rob.
[Why are there two groups of people?]
Ning Ning was overwhelmed and wrote quickly: [Who sent the other group?]
The other party replied quickly: [We have professional ethics and generally do not disclose employer information easily.]
You are so cruel.
The hand holding the pen trembled slightly.
When she started writing again, every word of the little girl was filled with blood and tears: [Add money.]
The communication symbol soon appeared in front of Ning Ning's window.
[——But if you insist, it's not impossible. Although we have professional ethics, you also know that we have no morals, haha. ］
She continued to read expressionlessly, her eyes numbly falling on the last three words.
［He Zhizhou. ］
This is a somewhat familiar name, Ning Ning frowned subconsciously, trying to recall the information about him from her mind.
If you don't think about it, you won't know, and when you think about it, you will be shocked.
This Senior Brother He was just a passerby character who was mentioned a few times in the original text, but Ning Ning was quite impressed by him.
There are mainly three things.
The first is that he not only loves swords like his life, and practices sword training and buys swords in various ways, but also spends all day having fun at the foot of the mountain, eating and drinking and spending money like water. His poverty level is just like Tian Xianzi.
This person has a very different way of thinking. When he was in poverty and being chased by loan sharks, he actually used the only 10,000 spirit stones he had left to buy a bunch of stones and pigments -
he made a thousand fake coins himself.
This operation was already anti-IQ and anti-human, and the creditor exposed on the spot that the 1,000 spirit stones were not real.
When asked why he made fake coins, the foolish answer was: Because real coins cannot be made!
The second reason is that this person has a cunning and straightforward personality. When he meets someone he doesn't like, he will just draw his sword, no matter who the other person is.
As a result, one day, for some reason, he actually had an argument with a seven-year-old monk in the Fanyin Temple.
Buddhists emphasize the importance of acting with a clear mind. If the enemy does not move, I will not move. The little monk stopped and meditated. He did not want to bully the young man first, but he did not want to give up. He held a sword and confronted the opponent under the scorching sun.
Then he fainted from heat stroke three hours later. He foamed at the mouth and said to the little monk in a coma: "Why do you bully me? Why?"
As for the third...
The third is the incident that shocked the whole sect. He Zhizhou, a disciple of Xuanxu Sect, was poor and destitute, but he went to a brothel to sell his body and smile, and finally became the most beautiful prostitute.
Someone said that he had the aura of a sword, so he must be a cultivator. He said without blushing, "I am a disciple of the Wanjian Sect. You have good taste!"
He never expected that there was a disciple of the Wanjian Sect who cursed him without any sympathy, "Bah! You are obviously the fake coin brother from the Xuanxu Sect!"
Thus, a generation of courtesans fell, and He Zhizhou of the Xuanxu Sect became famous throughout the nine states.
After recalling it, Ning Ning was stunned.
There are such terrifying people in the world.
He would never do anything that has anything to do with people!
However, although He Zhizhou was amazing, he had very few roles in the original text and basically had no contact with the protagonists.
It's so weird that she suddenly got the urge to do something weird at this moment .
No.
Ning Ning thought, she had to go meet He Zhizhou.