I Am Your Father

How to look at it, but purely, unwilling to let Si Jie be looked down upon because of himself.

56. match

A crowd of people rushed out of the original small building, and all gathered at the Xizhao Terrace behind the building. Although it is called "Xizhao", it is not a place to watch the sunset, but because the high platform is located between the Golden Building and the twelve outer buildings. The dazzling golden building and the twelve outer buildings carved with jade railings complement each other under the sunshine, just like the dazzling sunset.And this place should be the place where Jinlou's disciples practice their skills. It is extremely spacious and can accommodate at least a thousand people. Many disciples automatically surrounded an open space to enclose the two of them.

"Daoist Jiyue," Wei Feng stood in front of Li Zhi, saw Li Zhi put Ziwei Qizhan on the ground for a while, and said suddenly, "Since the sword is given to Daoist Master Si, is there any reason to use it? Don't call me a bully too much."

Li Zhi got up: "No need, we agreed to win or lose with three tricks, then we will make a quick decision."

Wei Feng seemed to be taken aback when he heard the words, but squinted his eyes and looked Li Zhi up and down again, making sure that he didn't have any internal energy in him, and cupped his hands confidently: "Offended!"

After finishing speaking, Wei Feng's eyes changed suddenly, and he shouted loudly, the strong wind was stirred up by his waving arms, Li Zhi watched him come up coldly, and then used Qingshan's unique trick, the strong and endless internal force flowed from his palms It burst out suddenly, and one could even clearly feel the strong fluctuations of zhenqi scattered in the air, like countless thunderbolts, heading towards Li Zhi from all directions.

Ordinary people have nowhere to hide from this blow, but Li Zhi stood motionless on the spot until the overwhelming invisible sharp blade was close to him, the frosty cloud robe fluttered around, Li Zhi suddenly raised his head, his face under the hood was dark and unclear , only the sneer at the corner of his mouth was extremely clear.

Just when Wei Feng's originally determined eyes collided with Li Zhi's, and his eyes trembled, the air suddenly froze, and the astonishing internal force that erupted from Li Zhi's body in an instant shocked everyone present, and the impenetrable air blade was blown away in an instant. Shattered, Li Zhi's stern figure jumped up, false and real, before Wei Feng could recover from the shock, Li Zhi had already arrived behind him, and landed a palm on the back of his heart.Although this palm was slightly merciless, it shook him a few feet away and fell heavily to the ground.

His first move seems to have lost.

Wei Feng looked in disbelief at Li Zhi who was looking down on him like a god statue at this moment, obviously he didn't understand what happened to Li Zhi's out-of-the-box internal force and the mysterious body skills he had never seen before, seeing the constant sighs from all around, And Li Zhi was already ready for the second move, his eyes moved, he glanced at Ziwei Seven Slash who had just been placed on the ground by Li Zhi, and suddenly said: "Wait!"

Holding his chest, he stood up with difficulty, pointed at the sword: "Since you are a disciple of Tianxu, why don't you use your own martial arts?"

"The Tianxu cultivation technique is extensive and profound. Whether it is true or not, do you know better than me?"

"Sophistry! You have the ability to compare me with heart-breaking swordsmanship!"

"Are you sure?"

"nature!"

Li Zhi's first move obviously made Wei Feng dare not show off his internal strength with him anymore, and he knew that he could not break it with his own ability, so he decided that there was another reason for Li Zhi's refusal to use the sword, and he must be forced to compete with the sword , in case Li Zhi repeats his old trick with the second trick, he has no chance of winning.

Li Zhi looked at him steadily, and said with a light smile, "Forget it, it's just that Ziwei's seven cuts will save him."

While speaking, he swiped his palm, and suddenly took the saber in the hand of a disciple next to him: "It's just a sparring session, this one is enough."

Li Zhi really didn't understand Tianxu swordsmanship, so in the first move, he tried his best to intimidate everyone with the poison of withered flowers, scared Wei Feng first, and told him not to use the sword anymore. Mountain Jue method.

But right now, not only is it difficult for him to mobilize the previous strong internal force, even standing here is at the end of his strength, he can only forcefully hold back the fishy sweetness in his throat, his thoughts flowed, and he returned to the dark Yan Luo Hall, recalling that time carefully. Si Jie led him to deal with several masters every move.

He actually memorized all Si Jie's moves without any omission, the piercing sword qi resounded with his robe flying, and Tianxu's ethereal movements like a banished immortal were learned by him so that ordinary people could not distinguish them at all. The mountain-opening ax blocked it, and the sword and ax collided one after another. Li Zhi swiftly and smoothly pushed Wei Feng back all the way. Only the final blow was needed to end the exchange where the result was obvious.

Unexpectedly, Wei Feng saw the disastrous defeat of his most proud internal force, and now even his weapons were about to be defeated. With the tip of the sword retracted, the posture made it clear that he would not hesitate to suffer heavy injuries, but also put Li Zhi on the target of public criticism.

Normally, under such a strong force, Li Zhi could barely stop his figure unless he risked the risk of internal force backlash, but at this moment, the poison of withered flowers that has been raging wildly in his body for a long time has made him endure to the limit , if he didn't stop this blow in time, the consequences would be really unimaginable.

Amidst several tense gazes, the majestic sword stagnated abruptly, and the tip of the sword barely stopped less than half a foot in front of Wei Feng's body, but it failed to do what he wished.At the same time, blood splattered, and Li Zhi couldn't hold it back any longer, blood gurgled from his mouth and fell on the white robe with the wind, bright and glaring.

The chest that was filled with severe pain seemed to lose consciousness, Li Zhi's eyes gradually dimmed, and he could no longer see what kind of expression Wei Feng was in. He could only hear his own slow breath in his ears, echoing his heartbeat, becoming weaker and weaker.

And the hood that had been covering most of the face was blown off by the sudden strong wind, revealing the eye sockets that Li Zhi specially painted black and blue in order to prevent his identity from being exposed in the future, and blood stains had been splashed bit by bit, which is funny And tragic.

He stood upright in the same place, even the movement of drawing the sword did not change at all, despite the wind and snow, he looked like a lonely and resolute green pine.Dazed and grateful to think, fortunately won.

"Withered flowers!"

I don't know who it is at this time, looking in shock at Li Zhi's sleeve robe that was blown to pieces by the wind, in the flying gap, the scorched marks that originally left a gap are no longer black, but dark red like blood, the setting sun is shining, are already closely connected.

"It turned out to be a withered flower!"

"The Taoist priest has already been hit by a dead flower?"

"The withered flowers in the body can still be like this, it seems that the Tianxu technique really lives up to its reputation..."

"In order to protect the prestige of the sect, the Taoist is not hesitating to fight with his life. He is worthy of being the person who is highly valued by the head of the sect. He is really worthy of the head of the sect..."

"I just said how could the head master choose a mediocre person as a Taoist partner..."

The winner and loser were already decided, and when they learned that Li Zhi had withered flowers, the surroundings were full of praise. Indeed, as Li Zhi expected, in the eyes of these people, losing one's life is a trivial matter, but the so-called appearance must not be lost.

It's a pity that, for the first time in his life, Li Zhi couldn't hear a word of being praised in every possible way.

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Silly litchi (Д`)

57. Sweet Dreams

"Little dumb!"

The pain was gradually lost with the faint breath, and after the raging fire, there was no one in the cold, and when it was completely plunged into darkness, this deliberately suppressed call suddenly sounded in Li Zhi's boundless heart.

And suddenly there was a bright light in front of him, among the dense forests outside the Jiuji Sect, 15-year-old Li Zhi was hiding behind a tree, his crow-green robes, which he always wore irregularly, fluttered in the wind, revealing a large area of ​​unscrupulous skin, sitting in meditation The light back under the tree said lowly: "I don't know your name yet, you write it down before leaving."

A group of Tianxu disciples who were rescued by Yan Xiu from Jiuji Sect were all sitting and resting in the path at the moment, led by an older senior, Yan Xiu was no longer among them, obviously handing them over to the sect's supporters, Then he completed the mission and left ahead of Yan Jinghe who was waiting outside the teaching room.

Li Zhi and Shen Han escorted them all the way, only exchanged a few words with Yan Xiu, glanced at Yan Jinghe from a distance, didn't even see his appearance clearly, only saw the one he handed to Yan Xiu as a reward. Sugar Man watched their father and son gradually walk out of sight.

He should have returned to the church immediately, but he couldn't help it, slipped out quietly, continued to chase here, and asked the little mute's name.

The little mute naturally heard his furtive voice, opened his eyes, looked around first, and saw that the seniors were all dozing off, and no one noticed her, so he got up lightly, walked around behind the tree, and looked at Li Zhi. With suspicious eyes, he pulled him and went to a farther place.

Li Zhi followed behind her, but his movements were slightly stiff, his eyes kept falling on his hand that was held by her, and he thought in a daze that her hand was not only slender and beautiful, but also so warm.

So in this rare sense of freshness, Li Zhi unknowingly followed her into the depths of the jungle, surrounded by silence, only rustling footsteps and the occasional chirping of insects.

"what are you doing?"

Seeing that she finally stopped, and bent over and squatted on the ground to search back and forth, Li Zhi couldn't help asking curiously.

After asking, she remembered that she couldn't speak, so she couldn't answer, so she also squatted down, looking at her palm that had already grasped several stalks of dogtail, and became even more puzzled.

The little mute didn't raise his head, and continued to pick some, then put them all down, and quickly pinched from each grass stalk under his staring eyes, and threw away the broken ones, leaving only the tough ones. More than ten bright green and plump roots.

"Are you hungry? This stuff is not tasty."

"..."

Hearing another stupid question from Li Zhi, the little mute looked up at him, motioning him to shut up.

Li Zhi stopped talking, and squatted quietly opposite her. The dense branches and leaves above her head blocked the scorching afternoon sun, and a wisp of them still fell on them, making the two of them mottled. One shallow and one deep, but unexpectedly merged into one, Youzhi Zhi stared at her fingers that were flipping rapidly up and down, stretched his neck, and got closer and closer to her