Take a Sigh

The three of Shen Zhuo left the hall at the same time. They heard people along the way and all of them were stern and unwilling to talk to Shen Zhuo. It could be seen that his anger was getting heavier.

It's not easy for Shen Zhuo to say anything, it won't happen overnight to ease the relationship between him and his seniors.

Just like the counterfeit who ruined his life, what he did did not change drastically, but started by imitating him, changing little by little, so that while everyone accepts his depravity, they will not feel that his temperament has changed drastically, thinking that he is being abused by others. Take home.

Shen Zhuo comforted himself that good things take time and there is no need to rush for success.

The road going down the mountain is not on the same side as the residences of the two senior brothers, and soon they reached a fork in the road, Shen Zhuo said goodbye to them and left.

The back mountain where Ling Shuangxue is located is far away from the hustle and bustle of the sect, and the two figures are not seen all year round. Shen Zhuo complained that the journey was far away and it was inconvenient to do anything in the first year of worshiping the mountain gate.

Now that he returned to this world, he found that there is nothing wrong with the back mountain. It is full of spiritual power and the environment is quiet, which is perfect for cultivation.

Thinking of his master who was too lazy to go out, Shen Zhuo couldn't help speeding up his pace.Now Ling Shuangxue is his biggest reliance in the sect, and he should also find an opportunity to ease the relationship between them.

"Fuck, it's really Shen Zhuo, why are you still staying in the sect?"

The way back will pass through the school grounds, and it is the time for the disciples of the Zongmen to have morning classes. Shen Zhuo didn't intend to disturb him, but it seems that some people don't want him to be safe.

Zongmen morning class is compulsory practice, all new disciples who have entered the school have to attend for five years, Shen Zhuo also participated in that year, most of the teachers who taught the class were the elders of the sect, and they treated the disciples equally, no matter who they belonged to, they would not give face .So many years have passed, the disciples have changed several batches, and the elders are still the same few.

Shen Zhuo was deeply impressed by them. His next four years of classes were all on the top of fakes, and he often offended the elders. In the eyes of the elders, he was an unreasonable thorn.Seeing him being made things difficult by the disciples during the intermission, the elders just raised their eyebrows and didn't scold him.

This is turning a blind eye, not intending to ask.

Knowing that he couldn't avoid it, Shen Zhuo took the initiative to go forward to salute the elders, and then turned to the person who spoke just now.

He looked at the other party's eyes, and quickly matched the other party's identity and face.He is a junior who has only been in the classroom for four years, and he worships under a certain elder, his name is He Chuan.There are many grudges with counterfeit goods on weekdays, so it is impossible to be kind.

Since he is an enemy, Shen Zhuo is not polite: "Junior Brother He, today the wind flashed his tongue carefully, whether I stay or leave, it's not your turn to talk too much."

"Cut, what are you looking like. Do you think we don't know? You knelt down yesterday and begged the deputy suzerain to keep you. You usually show off your power in the sect, but you never thought that you would be in such a mess!" He Chuan said disdainfully. It is full of irony and ridicule.The others snickered, they seemed to know what happened yesterday, and they were waiting for a good show.

Shen Zhuo couldn't help frowning, the counterfeit couldn't bear the punishment and left his body yesterday, when he came back to take over the body, the punishment had already ended, Ling Shuangxue had already gone back.He was confused and shocked by the memory of the decade.

The decline of the Shen family was beyond his expectations, and he knew that he could not leave the Huanyue Xianzong.If he wanted Ling Shuangxue to take back his life, he would naturally have to be sincere.What's more, Ling Shuangxue is his master, he will be his teacher for one day and be his father for life, this gift Ling Shuangxue can afford.

"Junior Brother He, I thought you were just talkative, but I didn't expect it to be pure stupidity. When did the disciple respect the teacher, and it would be so embarrassing for you to admit a mistake to the teacher? I made a mistake first, and the teacher gave birth to me. It's right to be angry, how he wants to deal with me is also a housework for our two masters and apprentices behind closed doors. It's okay for Junior Brother He to disrespect me, but I'm afraid he's not qualified enough to do it for me."

Shen Zhuo's face was as cold as frost, with an imposing manner.He stood in front of He Chuan, and with a few words, he reversed the situation in front of him.He was born in a family, and he was the only son. Since he was a child, he was noble and impostors couldn't control his aura, but he himself was completely natural.

He Chuan was stunned by him, and when he came back to his senses, his face was hot|hot, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.He had never been used to Shen Zhuo's pretentiousness, but this time he felt fear.He had an illusion that the one standing in front of him was not Shen Zhuo, but a beast with fur and blood, showing its ferocity.

Realizing that he was afraid, He Chuan became even more annoyed, and shouted: "Shen Zhuo, how dare you compete with me?"

Discussions between disciples are very common in the school grounds. Several elders watched, and everyone kept pointing.He Chuan knew that Shen Zhuo's cultivation stopped ten years ago, and he was simply a waste.He threatened to compete, no matter whether Shen Zhuo should or should not, he would find a chance to humiliate him.

Shen Zhuo couldn't see what He Chuan was thinking, of course he would not fight foolishly, and said with a slight smile: "Junior Brother He, I heard you right, you want to compete with me who has just been severely punished by the sect? You bully the injured With such proficiency, it seems that he does not do this kind of thing less on weekdays."

Zongmen flogging is a serious punishment, there will be disciples watching the punishment, at least [-] lashes, if you don't die, you have to peel off your skin, at least you have to lie on the bed for several days.Shen Zhuo had a total of forty lashes yesterday, the counterfeit goods shared most of them, and he was determined, so he lasted until Ling Shuangxue nodded.

He can walk and run today because of Ling Shuangxue's various good medicines. The elixir he took before going to bed is the best medicine made by the suzerain himself for Ling Shuangxue. There are only twelve pills a year, which are used to warm and nourish Ling Shuangxue's body. Mild, excellent healing effect.When he had a fever in the middle of the night and was in a daze, Ling Shuangxue fed him another one.

In order to heal him, Ling Shuangxue used medicine without blinking an eye.

It would be good if it was changed to another division, so that the severely punished culprits would not be allowed to destroy themselves, so why would they be willing to use medicine so painlessly.

Today, Shen Zhuo is high-spirited and full of energy, and he doesn't look like he has been severely punished. He Chuan naturally ignored this matter.Now when Shen Zhuo brought it up, he could only hear Shen Zhuo's yin and yang strangeness in his ears, and the anger in his heart burned even more.

But bullying the injured is indeed not an honorable thing, even if he wins, he will be ridiculed.Unless there is a way to get Shen Zhuo to act first, then he will act in self-defense. If he wins, others will only say that Shen Zhuo is beyond his control.

If it was before, He Chuan would still be sure to stimulate Shen Zhuo, but today he doesn't have the confidence.

He Chuan was holding back his fire when he suddenly felt that someone bumped into him, and then stuffed something into his hand.He Chuan was taken aback, and raised his hand to see that there was a delicate hairpin lying in his palm.

This hairpin is made of pure jade, depicting complicated formations, simple and elegant style, decorated with spar tassels, one can tell it belongs to the daughter's family at a glance.

Knowing this hairpin, He Chuan immediately took it to heart, no matter who handed it to him, raised the hairpin to Shen Zhuo, and said, "Shen Zhuo, do you still remember this thing?"

The jade hairpin is white, with delicate luster, and the spiritual energy in the spar is surging. It is a magic weapon of high quality.

Shen Zhuo was stunned for a moment, the memories in his mind were tumbling, the voices of the counterfeit and Jiang Ling kept appearing, and his face gradually became ugly.

This jade hairpin was a token of love from his father to his mother, who couldn't be more fond of it.The counterfeit didn't know how to cheat her out of her hands, and then exchanged a bottle of elixir at the sect's trade fair for an unequal value that Jiang Ling needed.

However, this is nothing, what makes Shen Zhuo most angry is that the counterfeit product did not cover up the origin of Yuzan, in order to please Jiang Ling, deliberately belittle it, making Shen Zhuo's identity and the Shen family suffer all kinds of ridicule.

Shen Zhuo can bear the injustice and malice brought by these ten years, and he doesn't even bother to explain, but the counterfeit should never, never should touch his parents.

Dragons have inverse scales, and they will die if touched.

Seeing this, He Chuan knew that the jade hairpin had played a role. He was slightly happy, and kept prodding Shen Zhuo: "You still remember, I heard that it was something your mother left you to beg for a wife. Brother has changed hands here a few times. Do you want to take it back? Please..."

Before He Chuan finished speaking, his pupils shrank suddenly, and Shen Zhuo, who was just a few steps away, suddenly flashed in front of him.He Chuan shuddered as a fierce aura came towards him. He thought that Shen Zhuo was going to grab the hairpin, but unexpectedly, Shen Zhuo clasped his palm on his shoulder, and dragged and tugged vigorously with his hands.He Chuan only felt a blur before his eyes, and he and Shen Zhuo landed on the competition stage in the school grounds.

Going to the competition arena is a formal exchange, even if you get injured, it's normal.Except for killing the killer, he will not incur any punishment from the sect.

What He Chuan was waiting for was this opportunity, where he could deal with Shen Zhuo openly and aboveboard, and he secretly rejoiced that Shen Zhuo didn't hold his breath, and was about to flex his fists, but was tightly entangled by Shen Zhuo.

Shen Zhuo didn't give him a chance to make a move. His movements looked soft and showed no fluctuations in spiritual power, but every move blocked He Chuan's escape route. No matter how He Chuan struggled, Shen Zhuo could handle it with ease.His feet didn't even move, and while taking He Chuan's attack, he could use his strength to fight, making He Chuan ask for trouble.

He Chuan soon became unable to do what he wanted, Shen Zhuo didn't use his spiritual power, and he couldn't use it either.Based on his skill alone, he is obviously not Shen Zhuo's opponent.

The disciples watching were confused, and the elders on the side gave a little gasp, feeling very strange about Shen Zhuo's moves.This is not a martial art of the sect, and they have never seen Shen Zhuo perform it before. Every move is opened and closed, and it contains changes in the rules.

The eyes of the audience were like a ray, and He Chuan was in a state of anxiety, full of loopholes.Shen Zhuo found a breakthrough, and slid his palm against He Chuan's arm towards his chest. The moment he struck out with a seemingly weak palm, his spiritual power exploded.He Chuan only felt that his body was hit by a boulder, his chest was sunken, his ribs were broken, and his whole body flew upside down like a dilapidated kite, hitting the edge of the stage.

The stone slab of the competition platform cracked like a spider web, He Chuan's internal organs ruptured, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.Shen Zhuo closed his momentum and walked towards He Chuan step by step.

The rules of the competition arena, if you don't admit defeat or step down, the battle is not over.

There was fear in He Chuan's eyes, Shen Zhuo's every step seemed to step on his heart, he panicked and shouted to admit defeat.But his qi and blood were blocked, and his voice was muffled and inaudible.

Shen Zhuo had already walked in front of him, looking down at him condescendingly, his eyes were emotionless, cold like a god above, looking down upon all living beings.

He Chuan's heart was beating like thunder, his face was pale, he hurriedly handed the hairpin to Shen Zhuo, and shouted hoarsely: "Return the things to you, I admit defeat, you can't kill me!"

Shen Zhuo took the jade hairpin and looked at it, his face was gloomy and unclear.He Chuan raised his heart in his throat, and when he saw Shen Zhuo putting away the jade hairpin and stretching out his hand, he was so frightened that he quickly raised his hand to protect his face.

Shen Zhuo didn't beat him, but grabbed his wrist and pulled him up from the ground, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his eyes were more playful: "Junior Brother He, let me go."

He Chuan is the enemy of counterfeit goods, but not Shen Zhuo's enemy. Combatting hands-on is an attitude, and showing mercy is education.He, Shen Zhuo, was not a fool who would act out in front of everyone in a moment of anger.

Shen Zhuo let He Chuan go, glanced over some people in the audience, smiled meaningfully, turned and left.

Several elders looked at him, staring at his back thoughtfully.

While wondering, the space in the school field was slightly distorted, and Ling Shuangxue appeared not far away.

Shen Zhuo noticed something, looked up, and met Ling Shuangxue's disgusted eyes.

"I asked you to send a cat, why are you so slow?"