In the evening, Lanyue Peak.
Before we knew it, it was summer night, and the dusk was dim, obscuring the colorful clouds flowing across the sky. Under the setting sun, the surrounding mountains are like continuous black shadows that stretch to the sky. Occasionally, a breeze blows by, bringing the long cries of cranes and the resounding male voice:
"Pei Jisheng!"
Ningning, who was lying on the peach tree, listened to the sound and yawned lazily.
Just like the various academic competitions in the 21st century, there are also unified competitions between the sects in the world of immortal cultivation.
Correspondingly, only disciples who performed well in their own sect were eligible to participate in inter-sect competitions - such as this time's Xiaochongshan Secret Realm.
The secret realm of Xiaochongshan opens once every fifty years and contains countless precious spiritual plants and magical beasts. It is a good place to go whether for grabbing resources or for actual combat experience.
However, this secret realm is extremely fragile and can only accommodate cultivators at the Jindan level or below, and the number of people it can accommodate is very limited. As time went by, it became an excellent place for the sect's outstanding Jindan-stage disciples to compete with each other.
The competition held within the Xuanxu Sword Sect now is to select candidates to go to the secret realm.
Most of the participants in the competition are Jindan, and occasionally disciples who have achieved the foundation building stage can also be seen. The opponent Ning Ning faced in the first round was not difficult and she won the game without much effort. On the other hand, Pei Ji's luck was really bad.
After practicing for a period of time in recent times, he has already entered the third level of the Golden Core Realm. This is an almost flying speed of advancement, but the key to a cool novel is to defeat the strong with the weak and to fight back in desperate situations. Unfortunately, the opponent encountered this time is at the fourth level of the Golden Core Realm.
The levels of cultivation are strictly divided. Even if there is only a small difference in realm, the strength between two people is very different. One can imagine how difficult it was for Pei Ji to win this time.
The sharp sword light that had just filled the entire Lanyue Peak suddenly dissipated and disappeared into the silent afterglow of the sunset with the wind.
The young man's slender figure was stretched straight by the setting sun, and above the inky black shadow, there were drips of horrifying scarlet blood.
"At such a young age, he has mastered the Guiyi Sword Technique so thoroughly. How amazing!"
Standing in the stands was a boy of about twelve or thirteen, with a delicate figure and dark eyes as calm as a well. At this moment, he smiled faintly, "Although the other one lost, the power of his sword should not be underestimated, and is equally worthy of praise."
Tian Xianzi, wearing white clothes and carrying a sword, leaned against the stone pillar and laughed unscrupulously: "Of course, how can my disciple be bad?"
"The apprentice is not bad, but the master may not be."
The beautiful woman standing nearby picked up a strand of hair and twisted it around her fingertips.
She looked to be in her twenties, full of charm, with a pair of charming peach blossom eyes sparkling and a mocking smile: "Well, but that little disciple is really good-looking. If I could meet him earlier, I wouldn't be taken away by a poor guy."
Tian Xianzi pretended to be hurt and opened his eyes wide, looking at Zhen Xiao beside him: "Brother, she laughed at me!"
Zhenxiao: ...
Zhen Xiao's face was full of sternness, like a dean making rounds: "Jingyi, you are an elder of the Xuanxu Sword Sect, not a female cultivator of the Hehuan Sect of the Demonic Cult. When you see a handsome disciple, you still need to maintain your dignity as an elder."
The woman snorted coldly and 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 but feel jealous? Master."
The boy smiled calmly: "Really?"
Zhen Xiao frowned, not knowing whether he was angry or embarrassed, his ears were a little red: "Master Jingyi, duel with me!"
Zhenxiao Jianzun's interpersonal skills are a mess. When he meets a friend or soulmate, he will have a sword fight to enhance their relationship. When he is angered by someone, he will have a sword fight and beat up a child. He has nothing to do on weekdays, but he still spends money to compete with Tianxianzi every day.
If someone who didn't know the truth took a look at her, they would never have thought that the beautiful woman with seductive eyes and stunning beauty was actually Jing Yi, the most outstanding teacher of Xuanxu Sword School.
The bean-sized boy next to her is the leader Ji Yunkai.
——Ji Yunkai’s cultivation was severely damaged 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 naturally.
"There was a little girl named Ningning who was also very pretty - amazing."
Shi Jingyi smiled and said, "You won without any delay, just like I did back then. If you could practice with me——"
Goodbye, goodbye.
Thinking of the time when this female devil had played with half of the sword sect's disciples at her fingertips, Tian Xianzi couldn't help but frowning. Don't harm his lovely Ningning. That little girl has never even held a boy's hand.
"There are many talented young people nowadays. I heard that there are also very interesting disciples in Wanjian Sect, Fanyin Temple and Liuming Mountain."
Ji Yunkai narrowed his eyes, and his dark and deep eyes were filled with a calmness that was incompatible with this young body: "It seems that Xiao Chongshan will not be bored this time."
"Let's not talk about that for now."
Shi Jingyi curled her lips slightly, 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 cheered: "I want to eat candied haws!"
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Pei Ji, who was at the center of the conversation among the elders, naturally knew nothing about it.
He refused the doctor's offer to treat his injuries and returned to his room after the competition. The reason is simple, simply because the evil spirit is rampant and is about to break free.
As the son of a demon cultivator, Pei Ji inevitably inherited a very strong demonic energy in his body. This force is intertwined with human blood, and it is difficult to control and restrain as they collide with each other.
This also caused his demonic energy to surge out from time to time, corroding his body and sanity like a surging wave. Every time that happened, he would feel uncontrollable pain all over his body and want to relieve the pain through killing.
By the time the young man in black closed the door in a panic, he no longer had the strength to move forward.
The rebelliousness and cruelty dormant in his blood tore at 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 had not yet sunk to the point of succumbing to it.
I don't want to become a monster that only knows how to kill.
The place injured by the sword energy was still bleeding, and he pressed the wound with his hand in a self-mutilating manner.
Then exert hard.
The broken bloodstains split even more fiercely under the pressure, and blood rushed out.
Pei Ji seemed to be accustomed to this 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 his pain.
He didn't want to kill anyone, so whenever the evil spirit raged, he would use a knife to cut himself again and again, to relieve the pain and the desire that was so strong that it was about to burst his head.
There was silence all around except for the young man's heavy breathing. The dusk gradually grew from the west hill and engulfed the entire courtyard.
Caught off guard, Pei Ji heard footsteps.
The man's steps were light and quick, 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.
Then there was a series of knocks on the door, followed by a familiar voice: "Junior brother, are you in the room?"
Chengying in my heart moved slightly.
There was no candle lit 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 answer, and after a moment's hesitation she knocked again: "Master asked me to bring you some medicine."
The little girl's fingers were white and delicate, and her knuckles tapped on the door, making a crisp sound.
The force of knocking on the door caused the wooden board to shake slightly. The vibration passed through the door and reached Pei Ji's back which was pressed against the door, causing a barely noticeable numbness.
Through the thin wooden door, Ningning's knuckles hit right near his heart.
Pei Ji tilted his head back and finally moved his teeth away from his lower lip. He used up all his strength to speak, his voice was strangely hoarse: "Put it at the door."
Ning Ning outside the door must have been stunned for a moment, and replied to him hesitantly: "Can't you open the door? There is something I have to hand over to you personally."
His larynx rolled up and down weakly, and Pei Ji pressed the door panel with his palm. His curled knuckles turned white due to the force.
At this point, he should have lost his patience.
The pain in his mind and the piercing pain in his body tortured him all the time, leaving him no time to think about anything else. Pei Ji has a bad temper. In the past, he would never respond to anything the other party said.
But somehow, he suddenly remembered the figure of the girl breaking into the outer disciple's room that day.
In a state of confusion, he asked in a hoarse voice, "What?"
This time it was Ningning's turn to hesitate.
She paused, as if she was embarrassed to say the name of the thing, and lowered her voice in frustration: "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 even harder.
There was no sound from outside the door for a while, and he thought the girl had left. Unexpectedly, he heard her whisper again, "Did you keep the Yinshan Ghost Pearl I gave you?"
Ningning had read the original novel and knew that his evil spirit would sometimes leak out.
Pei Ji would not be so stingy as to be unwilling to open the door for her. The reason why he refused the medical treatment on the arena and returned to his room must be for this reason.
Although Yinshan Ghost Pearl cannot completely cure the disease, it can at least relieve some of the pain. If he got the treasure but kept it in a drawer, it would be a waste of it.
She said this in one breath, and only after she finished did she realize that something seemed to be 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 carry it with him...
It's like letting him wear a token of love!
Ning Ning's ears suddenly turned red, and she hurriedly explained: "I heard that the Yinshan Ghost Pearl can cure illnesses. If my junior brother is not poisoned when he goes out for training, he can use it to avoid danger."
Chengying would never bother him when the demonic energy was surging, but now she said, "The girl wants you to remember the token of love, Pei Ji."
What kind of token of love?
A sneer flashed across the young man's lips, as if he felt that the sword marks on his body were not deep enough, so he took out a small knife from his arms and stabbed it into his wrist.
There is no love without reason in the world. He and that arrogant senior sister had almost no connection, so how could she fall in love with him?
Even if you really have feelings for someone, it's just a useless appearance. After a while, this cheap emotion will disappear.
He's not stupid enough to let himself get sucked into this.
Pei Ji slashed his knife to the right while casually responding to her with a half-smile on his face: "Thank you, Senior Sister. But this Yinshan Ghost Pearl is too valuable, and Pei Ji is not worthy of it, so I'll return it to you."
He didn't want to owe anyone a favor. Last time, Ningning turned and ran away as soon as she finished speaking, leaving him no chance to refuse. This time, he could finally talk it out.
The little girl outside the door seemed anxious, and her voice increased 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 miserable, with bloodshot veins on the whites of his eyes growing wildly like vines, occupying most of his eyes.
His entire body 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 they seemed to be glowing.
The thick night was as dark as ink, quietly pressing the moonlight downwards.
The gloom in Pei Ji's eyes became even more intense, and he looked so ferocious that he seemed to want to swallow her in one gulp.
"Anyway!"
Ningning was not afraid of him. She quickly opened the handkerchief wrapped in layers, revealing a light yellow spherical object inside. She stood on tiptoe the moment Pei Ji opened his mouth to reject her.
Then she stuffed the thing into his mouth without hesitation.
It felt incredibly soft when it entered his mouth. Half of the soft and round ball was stuffed into his mouth. The boy's thin cheeks were suddenly puffed up like a bun.
The hostility on Pei Ji's face gradually disappeared, replaced by astonishment and confusion. He blinked helplessly.
Even the remaining weak demonic energy suddenly stopped, as if it was a little surprised and shy, and quietly spun in the air and disappeared into the dark shadow.
"I don't want to hear anything you say. I told you to wear the beads, so you have to wear them, or 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, he couldn't speak either.
"The medicine box is 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 have to eat it while it's hot. That's why I said I would give it to you as soon as possible."
Then he emphasized, "Don't spit it out! Eat it up! Do you know how much I spent? One tenth of my family property! I'm very poor, don't you know? If you spit it out, you'll be cutting your sister's flesh!"
Pei Ji: ...
Before opening the door, most of the evil energy in his body had already dissipated. At this moment, the mouth was filled with a soft, glutinous and fragrant aroma, which went straight into the internal organs, as if it could wash away the bloody smell that had accumulated for a long time.
Perhaps because she was afraid that he would talk nonsense again after eating, Ningning said goodbye and turned away, leaving Pei Ji alone standing in front of the door.
What the hell is this?
He had prepared so many heartless and sarcastic words, but she blocked his mouth so much that he couldn't utter a word. He could only stand there in a daze.
...It's really useless.
I can't even be mean to her.
He tried to force a self-deprecating smile, but found that the corners of his mouth were so stiff that he had no strength to do so. The aroma in his mouth lingered on the tip of his tongue. Pei Ji held the bottom of the custard bun with his hand and gently bit it with his teeth.
The warm filling is like a thick, sweet and warm current, filling your entire mouth in an instant. His cold and broken body warmed up again because of the temperature. He moved his bloody and stiff fingertips and leaned against the door.
The moonlight sinks and the shadows of the trees fade.
The boy who was possessed by evil spirit puffed up his cheeks and licked the sweet and sticky little milk bag.
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What Pei Ji didn't know was that after Ning Ning delivered the custard buns and returned to her room, the first thing she did was to take out the communication token and send a letter to an outer disciple's room.
There were a few big words written on it: Tomorrow at dinner time, at Pei Ji Villa, you must take action.
Ningning was really forced into this situation.
The system hasn't issued any tasks in a long time, but today, when it did, a particularly outrageous one came—
The original owner saw that the elders appreciated Pei Ji, and his jealousy grew stronger, so he decided to take revenge.
There are good and bad people among the outer disciples, and many of them have started various side jobs, such as helping to substitute in classes, helping with homework, and helping to beat people up.
Even though she was so poor, the original owner was still able to act like a demon and hire people to squeeze out her last bit of private money. She is truly a model of a vicious female supporting role. Ningning feels ashamed of herself.
In short, she wanted to contact the outer disciple 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 ends with Pei Ji defeating many opponents alone, he was injured in today's battle on the arena. No matter what the outcome, tomorrow's resistance will aggravate the rupture of the wound and make the injury more serious.
That's why Ningning spent all her savings to buy a custard bun as a small gift to apologize quietly.
The letter from the other party arrived quickly, and the words were concise and to the point: [Received. ］
But there are also things Ningning doesn't know.
She would never have imagined that in a certain house tonight, someone also sent a letter like her.
The content is exactly the same, as if copied and pasted: [Tomorrow at dinner time, Pei Ji Villa, we must take action. ］
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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.
They were all in the middle stage of foundation building, with unfriendly looks 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 as he finished speaking, before Pei Ji could react, another strong male voice sounded not far away: "Where is Pei Ji!"
Following the sound, I saw eight tall men slowly walking out of the path. They were also in the middle stage of foundation building and were wearing masks.
The two teams looked at each other.
There is a big doubt in the small eyes, the same mask and the same posture, just like the Calabash Brothers copied and pasted.
"What are those people doing here? Could it be that someone among us leaked the news, allowing Pei Ji to make preparations in advance and find someone to protect him?"
I don't know who whispered this sentence, but the people standing at the door immediately felt alarmed.
Just as they surrounded the kid named Pei, another group of aggressive guys appeared not far away. Judging from their ferocious looks, they must have come with bad intentions.
For a while, everyone was whispering to each other, and a small buzzing sound came one after another.
"Hey, a hero saving a beautiful girl? What era is this? Why are you still playing this game?"
"That's a pretty arrogant question. Even if they knew where Pei Ji was, could they protect him?"
So the leader snorted coldly, his voice as loud as a bell: "Here! What do you want to do!"
He spoke so fiercely and harshly, as if he would not allow the young man beside him to be touched by others. He even took a step forward to block Pei Ji completely.
This is an action that represents possession.
But to others, it is completely different.
——Where did this old hen come from to protect the eggs?
The outer disciples invited by Ningning who were standing by the path were also confused and communicated in low voices that only others could hear.
"What's going on? Why are there so many people around that kid?"
"Could it be that Pei Ji knew we were coming and specially found someone to protect him?"
"Does he really think that we can't beat those people? He thinks that we can't do anything to him if we let others stand in front of him? I'm going to beat them till they bleed!"
"What do we want to do?"
The leader among them also stepped forward and said in a tone that did not allow for argument: "If you know what's good for you, leave him immediately, or else don't blame us for being rude!"
"Wow! Masked pervert! Come up and fight me if you dare! We have to take care of this guy today!"
The two teams were facing each other, with swords drawn. Someone accidentally fired a gun, and an obvious murderous aura burst out.
Just like ripples suddenly appearing on the calm surface of a lake, the stalemate was like broken glass, scattered all over the ground in a mess.
Everyone shouted at the same time and rushed forward with their fists raised.
Everyone has a clear belief in their heart, it is so firm, so bright and shining -
Pei Ji, who are you looking down on, you little brat? Do you really think they can't beat those masked men? Once you get rid of the bodyguards you hired, you will die!
They would never know when Pei Ji, who should have been the target of public criticism, turned around and went back to his room without any trouble.
They will never know that after understanding the truth, their tears will be like a downpour, scattering all over the ground, and being clearly felt in their hearts.
There are many things in this world that we don’t know.
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Ningning looked at the bill expressionlessly.
Medical expenses, employment fees, mental damage compensation... Damn, there is actually a compensation for friendship with colleagues? Your two groups were fighting fiercely, but Pei Ji just went back to his room to sleep. Should we blame her for this?
It’s better to just go and grab it.
[Why are there two groups of people? ］
Ningning was overwhelmed and wrote quickly: [Who sent the other group of people? ］
The other party quickly responded: "We have professional ethics and generally do not disclose employer information easily. ］
You are so cruel.
The hand holding the pen was shaking slightly.
When she started writing again, every word the little girl wrote was filled with blood and tears: [Add money. ］
The communication symbol soon appeared in front of Ningning'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 reading expressionlessly, her eyes numbly falling on the last three words.
[He Zhizhou. ］
This is a somewhat familiar name. Ningning frowned subconsciously and tried hard to recall information about him from her mind.
If you don’t think about it, you won’t know. If you think about it, you will be shocked.
In the original text, this Senior Brother He was just a passerby character who was mentioned only a few times, but Ningning was quite impressed by him.
There are three main things.
First, not only did he love swords like his life and forge and buy swords in various ways, but he also spent all day having fun at the foot of the mountain, eating and drinking and spending money like water. His poverty level was exactly the same as Tian Xianzi's.
This person's brain circuit is extraordinary. When he was poor and destitute and was chased by loan sharks for debt, he actually used the only 10,000 spirit stones he had left to buy a bunch of stones and paints.
I personally made a counterfeit 1,000-yuan coin.
This action was already anti-intelligence and anti-human, but the creditor revealed on the spot that the one thousand spirit stones were not real.
When asked why he wanted to counterfeit coins, the naive person replied: Because real coins cannot be made!
The second is that this person has a very straightforward personality. When he meets someone he doesn't like, he will draw his sword directly, no matter who the other person is.
As a result, one day, for some unknown reason, he got into an argument with a seven-year-old monk from Fanyin Temple.
Buddhists believe in keeping a clear mind and not moving unless the enemy does. The young monk stopped where he was and meditated and waited. He didn't want to be the first to bully the younger one, but he didn't want to give up either, so he held a sword and confronted the opponent under the scorching sun.
Then, three hours later, he fainted from heat stroke, foaming at the mouth and speaking incoherently to the young monk, "Why are you bullying me? Why?"
As for the third one...
The third was the incident that shocked the entire sect. He Zhizhou, a disciple of the Xuanxu sect, was so poor that he went to a brothel to sell his body and become an courtesan in the end.
Some people said that he had sword energy and must be a cultivator. That guy didn't blush or feel nervous, and said arrogantly: "I am a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. You have good taste!"
Unexpectedly, there happened to be a senior disciple of the Wanjian Sect at the scene, who cursed without mercy: "Bah! You are obviously the fake coin guy from the Xuanxu Sect!"
Thus, a generation of courtesan fell, and He Zhizhou of the Xuanxu School became famous throughout the country.
After recalling it, Ningning was stunned.
There are such terrifying people in the world.
He never does anything that has anything to do with people!
However, although He Zhizhou was shocking, he had very few roles in the original text and basically had no contact with the protagonists. At this moment, I suddenly got the urge to do something naughty...
It's so weird.
no.
Ningning thought that she had to go meet He Zhizhou.
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