[Comprehensive martial arts] It's not easy to be an actor

The place where Yu Luocha and Qiao Sheng arrived was the Baotian Pavilion.

When Qiao Sheng opened the cabinet, Yu Luocha stood behind him with his hands behind his back, with a calm expression on his face.

Qiao Sheng thought for a while, but he actually asked, "Master Jade."

Yu Luocha was startled: "What?"

"Someone needs help here." Qiao Sheng said lightly.

Yu Luocha took a step forward, and retreated instantly with a pain in his hand, his face turned cold.

Qiao Sheng stood by the door and asked calmly, "Master?"

"Jian Zun tried me once." Yu Luocha actually smiled, stroking the thin needle inserted into his wrist and asked: "Is there an antidote this time?"

Qiao Sheng actually didn't remember.

There are some memories that still linger in the depths of my mind, as if I am afraid of the moment when I break out of the ground.

"Everyone in the world knows that the sword master is open-minded, but I didn't expect Aqiao to be the same as my demon sect." Yu Luocha continued with a smile.

Qiao Sheng still looked at Yu Luocha with unspeakable compassion.

"Let's go." Yu Luosha turned his hands impatiently, and pulled out the needle abruptly, without even frowning.

When Qiao Sheng walked past Yu Luosha, he still said: "If there is any trouble in the future, I will go to the Western Regions."

Yu Luocha stared at Qiao Sheng for a moment, then suddenly raised the corners of her lips: "I'm so happy."

What Qiao Sheng took out was a set of scrolls.

The scroll was obviously old and heavy, and there was an ancient wooden box outside.

The two put the box on the case, and then carefully spread out the scroll.

"Picture of Hundred Birds." Looking at the picture on the table, Qiao Sheng felt that the name was a bit obscene for no reason: "You want to see this?"

The birds above are flying around, and there is no trick to see.

Before he knew it, Qiao Sheng started talking casually.

Yu Luocha stared at the painting on the table for a long time, and then nodded after a while: "That's it, Aqiao, think about it carefully..."

Qiao Sheng blinked and looked at the painting for a while.

"61 Jiazi," Qiao Sheng said with a wry smile, "Perhaps what Old Ghost Yan said is not wrong."

Yu Luocha raised her eyes suddenly: "I just want a rubbing copy of this painting."

"No need," Qiao Sheng passed the painting over indifferently: "The mystery is all in the painting, the leader takes it for himself."

"If what Old Ghost Yan said is true, then your fate and mine are all in it." Yu Luocha's expression remained unchanged, but there was a hint of hostility in his eyes.

Qiao Sheng stared at the painting for a while, then smiled lightly and said, "If you say that, aren't we the same?"

Yu Luocha smiled slightly.

Several reincarnations, so many demonic obstacles, after all, we still have to break through together.Things really are impermanent.

Yu Luocha left, and before leaving, he said to Qiao Sheng meaningfully: "Wulin Conference, I will definitely come here."

Qiao Sheng couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, so he could only wave his hands to signal him to go easy.

this night.

Qiao Sheng had a dream. In the dream, he was holding the Cangyun Sword with one hand, and his face was as cold as snow.

But the opposite side of him was already unclear.

In a trance, I heard that familiar voice say: "Aqiao."

The voice was very soft and inexplicable, Qiao Sheng could hear the pain in his heart.

As if turning a corner, Qiao Sheng saw himself squatting down slowly in his dream, with blood spilling from the corner of his lips, but his expression became more and more indifferent.

As if death was nothing more than a relief.

The last sound was no longer the composure of Yu Luocha in the past, it was like weeping blood.

Qiao Sheng smiled, and let himself lose consciousness and slowly fall to the ground.

That's all, let's go here.

When Qiao Sheng opened his eyes, he couldn't help pinching himself.

Never before has he felt so clearly how terrifying it is to be in a scene.But it was not a play, the people who sang the play and the people who watched the play were both themselves.

Qiao Sheng thought, if he did it a few more times, he might not be able to help but take it seriously.

Unable to figure out what was going on in the dream, I just sighed faintly.

It broke our hearts.

The martial arts conference is at the foot of Yunyin Mountain. According to the rules established in the early years, the martial arts conference has always been held at the location of the martial arts leader.

But this time, everyone is already gearing up, ready to change the position of the leader.

After all, Jian Zun has no real power in his name, but it is scary to say it out. The leader of the martial arts is different. This name is very famous, and it lasts for ten years. It is difficult for people not to covet it.

Qiao Sheng held the Cangyun sword in one hand, and met Gu Xichao who was outside the house early on.

A gleam of light flashed across Gu Xi's eyes, looked at Qiao Sheng and nodded slightly: "Jian Zun."

Looking at Gu Xichao, Qiao Sheng couldn't tell what was going on in his heart. Thinking of the time when they drank tea under the moon, they also talked about everything about the martial arts conference. Now, it's finally time to part.

"Brother Gu is leaving, but Shaoshang Qi has arrived?" Qiao Sheng asked, but his tone was calm.

Gu Xichao didn't answer, just smiled and said: "Jianzun, there will be a time later."

"Sometimes later." Qiao Sheng nodded, watching him walk away with his hands behind his back.

I don't know when, the always quiet Yunyin Mountain was full of martial arts people.

Qiao Sheng stepped up and stood on the high platform, holding the Cangyun Sword with one hand, with a calm expression on his face.

The Ancient Blade Divine Weapon was in his hands, clanking loudly unwilling to be lonely, but Qiao Sheng also smiled slowly. He glanced at Ling Yan, and said lightly, "Let's begin."

Everyone who comes here has their own thoughts, and all the opening remarks are in vain.

Ling Yan was taken aback, and said a long series of things calmly and calmly, only then did he realize that his master was resting with his eyes slightly closed, and he couldn't help but shut his mouth helplessly.

The ten-year martial arts conference kicked off here.

The martial arts conference said that it is the use of martial arts to make friends, but everyone has some intentions to compete for supremacy.

Small sects wanted to steal their masters, big sects wanted to compete for the position of leader, and this martial arts conference, which lasted for three days, would only arrange a martial arts contest with the former leader at the end of the third day.

The winner is honored.

Qiao Sheng was well aware of the rules, so he was not in a hurry at this moment, drinking tea very freely.

After a while, a person sat next to him.

That breath was so familiar that Qiao Sheng couldn't help frowning: "You're here."

"I said come to accompany Ah Qiao." The man said with a smile, playing with a folding fan in his hand: "The gadgets of the Central Plains people are really exquisite."

"Don't make any wrong thoughts." Qiao Sheng looked over and stretched out his hand to grab it.

Yu Luocha's palm had already gathered strength, but at this moment she took it back calmly: "I came here because I have something important to do."

"Look for the clues." Qiao Sheng asked calmly.

Yu Luocha smiled but said nothing, but there was already a murderous intent between her brows and eyes: "This is not Yunyin Mountain."

Qiao Sheng was silent, he understood that Yu Luocha was going to kill, so he just said indifferently: "But this is the Central Plains."

Yu Luocha was stunned, turned his head to look at Qiao Sheng, Qiao Sheng took a sip of tea calmly, and passed it to Yu Luocha without knowing what was wrong: "I don't know what the leader thinks about the tea from the Central Plains?"

Yu Luosha's wanton eyebrows and eyes slowly eased, and she actually took a sip from Qiao Sheng's hand, and smiled with peach blossoms in her eyes: "The tea that Aqiao drank is naturally good."

There was a moment of silence all around.

The people in the martial arts world stopped staring at the stage and looked at the two of them with wide eyes.

It's not good to be a sword master, because whispering can be heard clearly——

"I've heard about Sword Master... tsk tsk..."

"Hey, how did this happen? Will the Central Plains and Western Regions martial arts merge in the future?"

"Impossible... I always feel that the influence is not good."

"That depends on who goes up and who goes down!"

"Jian Zun is very good!"

"Nonsense, that must be taught!"

"Shh-"