Ambition of the Wind and Cloud

Not long after Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng left the meeting, Ying Zheng felt a surge of pure power pouring into his body, and the realm that had been fluctuating since the advanced stage gradually became stable, just like the original foundation A thick layer of rammed earth platform was added on it.

In the sky above the No. [-] Building in the World, the situation changed in an instant, the sky and the earth were long, and the fallen trees were rustling. Countless fallen leaves moved with the wind, but they were crushed into dust the moment they approached the pavilion.

Ying Zheng looked at his hand filled with strength expressionlessly, and casually stretched out his hand to grab it in the air. There seemed to be a small fault in the space, and the fallen leaves in the distance went straight across the middle distance, towards Ying Zheng. They came and danced all over the sky.Ying Zheng snorted softly and waved his sleeves. The piles of fallen leaves seemed to have been ordered in an instant, and they lined up regularly in several rows to attack the hill not far away.

A series of sounds hit the rock violently and hastily.Maybe it's been a long time, maybe it's only a few seconds.When the impact sound reaches a natural frequency, the hard rocks seem to become vulnerable and collapse in an instant.

Ying Zheng vaguely remembered that the clay bodhisattva called it resonance.Although he didn't exactly understand the meaning given to this word by Mud Bodhisattva and his companions, he could clearly feel that this way of destroying objects was less labor-intensive than the way he had used before.

That's the fact, that seemingly confused and unqualified magic stick can always bring him unexpected surprises in other aspects.

For example, those weird theories, and his mysterious missions...

The tyrannical aura pouring into his body began to calm down, and an unknown force lingered around him, seeming to appease him.

Regardless of still being outside, Ying Zheng sat on the ground, practicing his kung fu with his legs crossed.

Every time the mud bodhisattva completes a task, he can get a little bit of benefit from it, or a little bit of insight, or an increase in internal strength, or the mysterious and mysterious aura around him automatically gathers around him.The strange thing is that, as the executor of the task, the Ni Bodhisattva himself can't get anything that is beneficial to himself.

The mud bodhisattva seems to be very persistent in these tasks, but every time something comes to an end, he has worries of one kind or another. Ying Zheng doesn't know what the mud bodhisattva is planning.If he said it was not important, he didn't have to persist for so long; if he said it was important, he was very hesitant, as if there was something more worthy of his loneliness than this task.

Yingzheng didn't understand the thinking of the mud bodhisattva. In his opinion, if the mud bodhisattva was allowed to toss about indiscriminately, the so-called task would not be done well.Anyway, it's a win-win situation. As long as it doesn't violate the principle, Ying Zheng is happy to give him a push behind his back.

With the improvement of his cultivation, Ying Zheng was gradually able to see some things that he couldn't see before, such as the purple energy lingering around him.

And in Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun's body, he saw a purple energy that was not inferior to his own.

... The achievements of these two disciples of myself should not stop here.This idea inexplicably popped up in Ying Zheng's mind.

"Master, this disciple breaks the waves and asks to see you." A respectful voice came from the stairs on the first floor of the world.

At the foot of the white jade steps, stood a young man who was elegant and distant, with neat short hair hanging by his ears, dressed in sky blue clothes, and full of heroic spirit.The brilliance that faintly flashed in those sharp eyes showed that this son had extraordinary ambitions.Rao, whoever sees it, will have to praise the dragon and phoenix among people.It's a pity that Ying Zheng in the palace couldn't see all of this.

"Go back." Thinking of Duan Lang's visit yesterday, Ying Zheng refused his apprentice's request without hesitation: "What you need to do now is not to serve me tea and water."

"Serving the master is a disciple's duty..."

"This principle may be a golden rule for others, but it doesn't hold true for me."

"Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun just left... This disciple just wants to share the master's worries."

"I need you to break it down for Wuyou. Duanlang, do you think that I have taught you martial arts all these years, and I am not as careful as Bu Jingyun?"

Duanlang's voice at the bottom of the steps became more urgent: "Bu Jingyun is Master's true disciple, and I am just Master's registered disciple... What Master has done is justified, and Duanlang dare not complain."

But now Bu Jingyun is gone!

Duanlang admitted that he was not as good as Bu Jingyun in his early years, and later he got the guidance of his master and no longer resented Bu Jingyun, but this does not mean that he has given up his mind to go to high places.Now that Bu Jingyun has left and the quota of Master's closed disciples has become vacant, why can't he compete?

His admiration for his master and his longing for the exercises created by his master are no less than Bu Jingyun.For a long time, only Bu Jingyun has been able to follow the master, learn everything about the master, and explore the secrets that have not been spread in the gang.Duan Lang squinted his eyes, but because of his own selfishness, Bu Jingyun let go of the person who wanted to assassinate Master, it was simply unforgivable.

From Duanlang's point of view, so what if he is his stepfather and younger brother?With no blood relationship as the bond and no emotion as the cornerstone, Bu Jingyun gave up what Duanlang had been asking for all along for such a boring reason, it is really hateful.

"Master," knowing that Ying Zheng doesn't like the people under him to beat around the bush, Duan Lang simply said bluntly: "Master said that Lang's heart was not as good as Bu Jingyun's, so he took Bu Jingyun as his apprentice to inherit the mantle, and took Lang as his named disciple. Now Bu Jingyun committed a big mistake and was expelled from the school. Lang believes that his heart and nature are no longer comparable to those of the past. He hopes to be filial at the master's knees and inherit the mantle of the master. If he is lucky enough to be granted by the master, Lang will live up to the expectations of the master."

Saying this, Duanlang knelt down on the ground, and clenched his hands on the ground involuntarily.In the pavilion not far from him, there was no answer from Ying Zheng for a long time, which made Duanlang's heart tighten continuously.

"Over the years, although you have been a named disciple in name, the difference between you and Bu Jingyun's skills is only a set of Yanlei Sword Art. I have observed your meridians, and it is not suitable for Yanlei Sword Art."

The moment he heard what Ying Zheng said, Duan Lang breathed a sigh of relief.I am not afraid that Ying Zheng will not agree, but I am afraid that he will not say anything.Now, Ying Zheng didn't block the conversation as soon as he came up, he always had a chance to fight.

Duanlang's calm and steady voice made people feel good: "Whether it is suitable or not, you have to try it before you know. If it really doesn't work, it's not too late for me to give up at that time."

"Why do you value the status of a direct disciple so much?"

"Master thinks, name is not important? Fame is right. Only Nie Feng, who is heartless, can sit on an equal footing with Bu Jingyun. Even the elder brother, in recent years, has been unable to discipline Bu Jingyun. Apart from Bu Jingyun's disobedience and disobedience, isn't it because Bu Jingyun is a master's disciple, so it's not easy for a senior brother to discipline him?"

"In terms of power and strategy, you are indeed better than any of my disciples. Come in and play a game of chess with me. If I am satisfied, it doesn't matter if I accept you as a personal disciple."

"Yes!" Duan Lang knew that Ying Zheng's words basically agreed, and a smile finally appeared on his face: "Thank you, Master, for giving this student such a chance!"

On the chess game, Duanlang and Yingzheng were talking while making moves.

"When Huo Lie came to assassinate, you also took charge of the investigation. What's the result?" Ying Zheng would never care about such trivial matters.Bringing it up now is to examine himself, and Duanlang knows it well.

"He didn't say anything, but he was a tough guy, but the traces of Tianmen branded on his body betrayed him."

"Then, did he recruit?"

"Yes, the Tao is the order of the Lord, and it has to be done."

"What do you think?"

"It would be too strange to say that this was the handiwork of Tianmen. Such a behemoth dormant in the world like Tianmen, once it makes a move, it must have a big conspiracy, and it is by no means comparable to such small troubles."

"Can you find out why 'Kong Ci' is restless these days?"

Duan Lang paused: "Someone passed the news to her, saying that her biological parents are in the Tianmen."

"It's Tianmen again..." Ying Zheng chuckled.

Duan Lang also laughed: "When I encountered the first incident, I was skeptical. All these things point to Tianmen, but I don't believe that the person behind this scene is from Tianmen."

Ying Zheng nodded, and then changed his words: "I use 'Kong Ci' as bait to lure out the people behind the scenes, so you are not worried about the situation of 'Kong Ci'?"

Duan Lang said without thinking: "She took care of our brothers and sisters growing up, and I hope she is safe. Thinking about this time, if she can stand the test, the master will keep her; if she can't The test...but it's no wonder."

"Your temperament is decisive. If you give up, you will give up." Ying Zheng looked at the situation on the chessboard and made a move.

"The master's chess skills are superb, and the disciples will remember them." Duan Lang's smile continued, as if he wasn't the one who lost.

Ying Zheng sighed inwardly.In terms of martial arts alone, Duan Lang may not be the best disciple, at least his mind is not as clear as Feng Yun's.But when it comes to the study of tactics, Fengyun and Yun couldn't keep up with Duanlang if they really flattered their horses.It's a pity that Duanlang lacked something important to be a leader, otherwise, what's the point of cultivating him as the heir of the Tianxiahui?

Thinking of Long Chen who went out to practice, Ying Zheng's eyes darkened a little.

……

Bu Jingyun was resting in a small inn when the news that Yingzheng accepted Duanlang as a true disciple reached Bu Jingyun's ears.

As soon as the good-natured person at the table next to the inn finished speaking, Bu Jingyun slammed the porcelain cup in his hand on the table, and the undrinkable tea in it splashed out.Although Bu Jingyun was expressionless, the people around him could feel his true anger from the changing atmosphere.

"Hey, what are you doing! There must be something wrong with your brain, really!" Someone said dissatisfied immediately.

Bu Jingyun flipped his wrist, no one had time to see his movement clearly, only heard a sound of breaking through the air, the bamboo chopsticks on the table had already brushed the speaker's scalp, and firmly nailed to the one behind him the wall.

"Too much talk, noisy!"

After he showed such a skill, everyone in the inn knew that he was extraordinary in martial arts.Most of them are members of a small sect with ordinary martial arts, or ordinary people, how dare they hit the stone with an egg and provoke this evil god?Immediately shut up and didn't say anything, hurriedly finished his food and left, and those who stayed in the hotel also hid in their rooms early, for fear of causing an innocent disaster.

The ears are finally cleared up, and no one is always talking in Bu Jingyun's ear how the leader of the Tianxiahui welcomes his beloved disciples, how excellent the new leader's personal disciple Duanlang is, and then by the way, Bu Jingyun is rebellious and resentful. The Lord wants to drive him out of the house and so on.But Bu Jingyun kept furrowing his brows, and his mood couldn't get better no matter what.As long as he thinks that after his master leaves, an existence that can replace him will immediately appear beside him, and he will be so frantic that he wants to kill someone!

Forget it, being able to be replaced by others just means that he is not good enough.One day, he will become a unique existence beside Master.

The cool breeze caressed the face, and the coolness was refreshing. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Bu Jingyun only felt that his body was warm for a moment, as if he was filled with some power.He thought that a breakthrough was imminent, so he quickly calmed down and gathered his inner strength.But he was still puzzled in his heart, he clearly broke through once not long ago, how could it come so fast?

If Yingzheng was here, he would have seen the faint purple light around Bu Jingyun's body, which was exactly the same as his own.

In the past, it's not that Bu Jingyun didn't have a similar light, but the power contained in that light really started to run at a high speed at this moment.

At this moment, the two brothers who sneaked into the inn looked at each other, and walked slowly to Bu Jingyun.

Bu Jingyun came to his senses all of a sudden, however, he was at a critical juncture at the moment, his internal energy was stuck in his dantian, and the flow was slow, so he was powerless to do anything, so he could only look at the two brothers vigilantly.These two are Huo Lie's two sons.

Huo Lie and Huo Butian are twin brothers, they have similar temperaments, they are both upright and upright.It's just that Huo Lie has been guarding the Wulin Supreme all year round, so how can he have time to discipline his son, so his son has learned ten percent of the faults of the other dudes in the sect.

Huo Lie pays attention to morality, and he doesn't want to go after and kill a junior himself. His two sons don't have so many scruples.Not only did they have no scruples, but they didn't mind using some dirty tricks.

Seeing that Bu Jingyun came to him in shock, the two of them didn't know that Bu Jingyun was at the end of their battle at this time, so they couldn't help but take the risk, holding a handful of love powder in their hands and sprinkled it on Bu Jingyun.

Out of instinct to protect his eyes, Bu Jingyun turned his head sideways and closed his eyes, but the powder was sucked into his nasal cavity a lot.After a while, Bu Jingyun felt dry and hot all over, and the hard object under his body also showed signs of lifting, it was simply too much to fill.

Bu Jingyun didn't expect Huo Lie's two sons to do such a thing. Under the shock and anger, he lost his sense of control, and swung out an overwhelming blow, and the two of them were instantly hit by a swift and violent air current. On the ground, life was cut off in a moment.

Seeing that someone was killed, the owner of the shop was also very scared, and said sternly: "You...do you know that this is the world will rule, after a while, the law enforcement hall is afraid that they will come to arrest you...you, you don't mess around !"

Not long after, someone at the door shouted loudly: "Master Law Enforcement Hall is here—"

When the common people heard this, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, feeling that their lives were guaranteed anyway.

Tall and tall, with flying sleeves, a black shirt makes the person more calm. It is Long Chen who has just entered the Law Enforcement Hall and is going out for a trip.I saw that his handsome face was expressionless, and he was striding forward: "Who is the perpetrator?"

"It's over there!" the shopkeeper hastily pointed to Bu Jingyun, who propped himself up on the table with one hand, his face was as red as a boiled shrimp.

Long Chen's face turned darker in an instant: "The evil under heaven trembles on foot, I don't know who dares to kill people openly in public, so it turned out to be you."

For the next period of time, Bu Jingyun had a hard time.There was an aphrodisiac effect in the love powder, his lust had already been aroused, but there was no way to relieve it.His whole body was limp and weak, and he could only watch helplessly as Long Chen locked himself in the prison with a dark face, and his whole body was tightly tied up.

The dosage of this enchanting powder was really heavy, Bu Jingyun felt like thousands of ants were biting their hearts.He didn't know how much perseverance he used to not show his ugly face in front of Long Chen.

Long Chen obviously also noticed his situation, but he turned a blind eye to it, or didn't know how to react, so he only cared about counting down Jingyun and failing his teacher.Over the years, he has shown unprecedented admiration to his father, so naturally he can't see Bu Jingyun ruining his father's wishes in vain.

It wasn't until later that a smell of semen wafted through the air-poor prison, and Long Chen felt extremely embarrassed, and left with a livid face.

Bu Jingyun was not sentenced in the end, because he killed the assassin who broke into the world at night and wanted to assassinate the gang leader, so he should have been sentenced to death.Ruobu Jingyun is just a commoner, maybe he can still receive a reward for killing these two people.It's a pity that everyone in the Tianxiahui knew him, and they all knew that he let go of those assassins, so Bu Jingyun's behavior can only be regarded as nothing.After all, no matter what, he has already been expelled from the sect by the gang leader.

However, this incident completely pushed Bu Jingyun to the opposite of Huo Lie.

Huo Lie might be able to ignore Bu Jingyun's refusal to avenge his brother for the sake of letting him and his son go. But Bu Jingyun killed his son, and the hatred is irreconcilable!

"Things are becoming more and more interesting. Bu Jingyun was expelled from the school because of Huo Lie, but in the end he had to fight Huo Lie to the death. Hmph, how ironic!" Before others could see his face clearly Before, the visitor had disappeared into the darkness.

"However, Huo Lie's skill is not as good as Bu Jingyun's. If he dies like this casually, it would be meaningless. Why don't you move another pawn before Huo Lie makes a move..."