Into the Pirated Cultivation Text

Rong Xin stopped him, "Forget it, second senior brother. Those people are going to participate in the big competition after all. If you see them these few days, I will point them out to you, and then you can help me seek justice."

Feng Tingyun remained silent.

Rong Xin said again, "It's too late now, it's still in someone else's territory, and the other party has a lot of people, so it's not worth it."

Feng Tingyun's eyes sank, "Follow me back first, and I'll look for someone tomorrow."

That night, Rong Xin had a good sleep.

Early the next morning, Feng Tingyun came over to unseal the spiritual power for him, "It's a stagnation technique, it doesn't hurt the body, it only needs external force to release it."

Rong Xin heaved a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that Sheng Zun would destroy him, so where would he cry?

"Thank you, brother. By the way, brother should not tell the master what happened yesterday."

He didn't know exactly what Sheng Zun's plan was, so he rashly told Xuan Ce that making Misty Peak and Hongyi Valley unhappy, wouldn't he be a sinner?

Feng Tingyun lowered his eyes, "Since I knew it would cause trouble, I obediently stayed in the room."

He understands the truth, but he doesn't want to stay in the room either!

Rong Xin just followed him out silently.

There is an enchantment on the banquet table of the Dragon and Tiger Gate. It looks like a jade slip, with many contrasting names written on it. Rong Xin searched and saw a few familiar names.

Ye Linran's first match was against a disciple of the Taixu Sect's early Golden Core stage, which was still the same as in the book; Zhao Tingyu's confrontation was also Fairy Feilin from the Miaowu Sect. eyeball.

To Rong Xin's surprise, Feng Tingyun's opponent turned out to be a member of Hongyigu's cult.

This is simply a door-to-door offer to ask for a bargain.

Feng Tingyun's current cultivation base is already the best among the new generation of disciples, not to mention that he still has a Lingyun sword that has not been revealed. The Lingyun sword was specially made by Bailing Villa for Feng Tingyun's mother, the eldest lady It's a pity that she passed the sword to him after she passed away.

It's just that Feng Tingyun never used it in Linxianzong.

In any case, Feng Tingyun was originally a celestial spirit body, and he cultivated much faster than ordinary people. Even if he lost his golden core, the blood demon still signed a contract with him, because he took a fancy to his special physique.

"Senior Sister Rong'er." Rong Xin looked over, and Ye Linran came down from the banquet table.

"Junior Brother Ye, hehe, I was looking for you yesterday, congratulations! Now you have officially become my little junior brother. You must remember to help each other in the future, you understand?"

No matter when and where, Rong Xin has never given up teaching Ye Linran about brotherhood and brotherhood!

Are you kidding me, this junior brother has thick and long thighs, he can turn stones into gold, and has the aura of domineering all over him, he is not human if he doesn't rub against him!

Rong Xin looked at him with a smile, Ye Linran's clear face showed a little shyness, "Little Senior Sister, please give me more advice in the future."

Rong Xin was about to ask him how he was preparing for the big competition, when Feng Tingyun next to him said, "Today you are facing a female disciple from the Dragon and Tiger Sect. Very methodical."

Rong Xin was puzzled, "So?"

Before Feng Tingyun could speak, Ye Linran took it, "So little senior sister, you should avoid close combat with her. Your dragon silk whip is a magic weapon. If you meet her, you can subdue her as long as you don't get close."

Rong Xin was just here for a formality, he didn't care about winning or losing, so he smiled and said, "Okay."

Ye Linran felt a little embarrassed when Rong Xin responded so bluntly, but Feng Tingyun, who was standing beside him, froze for a moment.

Soon, there was the sound of drumming in the martial arts arena behind the banquet stage, Rong Xin ran over to find a good place, and hurriedly called the two of them over.

Rong Xin took out a bag of preserved fruit, ate it while watching it, and applauded when he hit something exciting, just like watching a play, making the disciples from aristocratic families and famous families turn their heads to look at him frequently.

On the Zhanlong Terrace in the other room, the heads and elders of the various sects took their seats one after another. The maid served spirit fruits and spirit tea to everyone. As his own responsibility, he is quite prestigious in Tianling Continent.

"My fellow disciples, it is not easy to get together at Zhanlong Terrace today. I heard that Taoist Qingyang was attacked by a group of yellow monkeys in the Hanshanling area, and now he is seriously injured. We are extremely worried."

The head of the Taixu Sect is a young but white-haired sword cultivator, "The elder Qingyang of my sect has indeed suffered a catastrophe. The yellow monkey's body is highly poisonous, and the monk who was bitten is as light as The wound is festering endlessly, and there is no cultivation base."

"Oh? The wound is festering?" A lord on the seat asked back.

"Yes, it doesn't heal, it keeps rotting until all the parts of the body are rotten."

Everyone gasped.

"What about serious ones?"

The head of the Taixu Sect looked solemn, "If it is serious, it will be a walking dead, listening to the orders of the leader of the yellow monkey, and becoming a live yaksha."

No one under the seat spoke, only silence.

Finally, Xuan Ce of Linxianzong said, "As early as 300 years ago, there was a Buddhist and Taoist senior who sealed an evil thing in the Hanshan Mountains. It is said that the evil thing likes to eat people's hearts the most, and mortals who have eaten it will drive it away." Become your own subordinate."

"There is such a record, but there are not many monks who have seen that evil thing so far." A female elder of Miaowu Sect said softly.

Xuan Ce nodded, "No one knows what the evil thing looks like, but is it possible that the evil thing escaped from the barrier of the seal, or a yellow monkey strayed into it, and became a monster because of its heart being sucked into it? Will you attack monks only if you have killed the subordinates of evil things?"

"It's possible." The head of Taixu Sect nodded and said, "It is recorded in the old books that the mountains behind the Hanshan Mountains have always been a forbidden area. Impossible."

"That's it, then why are we hesitating? Those evil things and their subordinates will leave Hanshanling at any time, why not unite with various sects and select some disciples with advanced cultivation to drive out evil together with me?" Another senior from Longhumen said .

"Wait a little longer. Elder Qingyang explained before the retreat that there is no antidote to the poison of this evil thing. He has spent the last of his spiritual power to re-establish the barrier. It should be able to ease for a while, and wait for him to leave the retreat. Afterwards, we will know how to cure the poison, and we will set off together at that time, the chances of winning will be even greater."

The white-haired head of Taixuzong said slowly.

"Junior Junior Sister, it's your turn to play next!"

Rong Xin almost finished eating a bag of candied fruit before he heard Mu Jing's reminder. He followed the sound of bells and drums to find the competition platform, where a mighty female monk was already waiting for him.

This female cultivator was taller than Feng Tingyun by visual inspection, but twice the size of Rong Xin - she was really strong, a bit like a weightlifter, with a rather silly face covered with thick flesh.

In such a comparison, the 1.8-meter-two Rong Xin looks extremely petite.

The female monk said to Rong Xin, please enlighten me, she took a horse stance on the stage with her legs, and took out a long stick in the air. The long stick looked like it was made of wood, but it was extremely smooth. The sticks are thicker.

Seeing that the other party seemed to want to slap him, Rong Xin couldn't help but get goosebumps.

Rong Xin is not afraid of fighting, but he is afraid of being whipped - he has been whipped with a rattan stick since he was a child. .

The weightlifter stabbed him with a stick, Rong Xin even forgot to take out the Longling whip, and was rolled all over the ground, as if he had forgotten Feng Tingyun and Ye Linran's instructions.

Rong Xin was forced to the edge of the martial arts arena by the long stick. There was an enchantment around the martial arts arena, and the hazy fog shrouded it, making it impossible to see the crowd below the stage clearly.

But Rong Xin knew that he could see clearly from the outside of the enchantment, and he had been eating snacks just now to watch others fight with relish.

There are audiences and judges below, maybe Xuan Ce or Feng Tingyun are watching from below, Rong Xin felt his face was hot, and his back was hit hard, he gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and took the opportunity to take the long stick Draw out the dragon silk whip from below.

The whip was wrapped around the pole, and finally the weightlifter stopped attacking.

Now that the two of them had no magic weapon, they could only rely on hand-to-hand combat.

The weightlifter seemed to be wryly smiling, and stuck his thighs in Rong Xin's lower limbs. He thrust his fists down, and Rong Xin bounced away.

Meow, I was almost touched!

The weightlifter wanted to attack his chest directly, Rong Xin was really angry now!

When it comes to fighting with bare hands, Rong Xin has never been cowardly. He was a school bully in high school, beat two sports students to the ground, and later dealt with small gangsters outside the school. Fortunately, he also practiced a good skill.

When he arrived in the realm of comprehension, Rong Xin followed the old routine and hit the opponent's ribs with his fist. The female cultivator was knocked back two steps by his punch, and even the competition stage was shaken.

Street fighting is different from real boxing, just like folk boxing and Sanda.

The Longhumen fight is Li Zhao's own boxing style, which is somewhat similar to the Shaolin boxing style that Rong Xin saw in his previous life, but it is more aggressive and does not focus on boxing.

Both of them have considerable spiritual power, and every palm and punch is full of spiritual energy.

But Rong Xin knew that he was definitely not as good as the opponent in using spiritual energy, so he planned to quickly hit the opponent's vital point, but the opponent was much bigger than him, and his lower body was very stable, so Rong Xin gave up hugging and whipping, and changed to upper body attack .

Taking advantage of the opponent's standing posture facing him, Rong Xin raised his skirt, threw a flying punch, an elbow and a sweep, and directly attacked the opponent, covering the opponent's ribs. Seeing that she was blocking the front with both hands, Rong Xin seized the opportunity , with a sweeping kick, directly kicking the person's side chest over.

The opponent protected his side chest and retreated several steps, and finally fell out of the competition platform.

When he reacted, the enchantment was broken, and someone came up and stopped the game directly.

The person who came up should be from Longhumen, he looked at Rong Xin with complicated eyes, Rong Xin read shock and disbelief in his eyes.

Rong Xin:?

He didn't do anything to people, did he?The female repairman climbed up from the place where she was kicked from the side, and she only suffered minor injuries.But she was very graceful and bowed to Rong Xin.

Rong Xin also bowed to her.

When Rong Xin turned his head to look, the fog in the enchantment had dissipated. The people in the audience hugged their chests and swords, and all of them had the same expression - this female cultivator is not cute, but sturdy .

In this way, on the first day of the big competition, the story of Rong Xin and the favorite student of Longhumen fighting with bare hands spread throughout the school grounds.

That day, several female cultivators came over and pointed at her, "Is that her? Ah, it looks like she is taller than ordinary women, but she can play chess with Zhao Er from Dragon and Tiger Gate?"

"Yes, the two of them didn't even use magic spells or fairy weapons, they just fought with empty fists."

"It's really unbelievable!"

"I didn't expect Linxianzong's female cultivator's boxing skills to be so good, now Zhao Er has found an opponent!"

"No, Zhao Er is a well-known female arhat in Longhumen. She loves boxing with others. She doesn't even need fairy weapons and spells. No one can beat her!"

Rong Xin helped his forehead.

He was just afraid of being touched by that female cultivator's legs and chest, and he really didn't want to beat her up.

Rong Xin rubbed his temples. He didn't even feel like watching the rest of the game, so he went back to his room.

When he reached the door of the room, he saw Xuan Ce standing outside the door with his hands behind his back.

"Master?" Rong Xin walked over and called him.