A Beginner's Guide to Magic

The first game, a tie.

The folk literati mastered by Jianghu Zhengdao quickly issued an article saying that in this competition, Lu Yang, the only heir of the Wuxiang Sword Sect, did not show his transcendent swordsmanship that dominates the world, but abandoned the sword on the spot with a very gentlemanly demeanor and integrity, and changed it with him. Carry out the battle on the battlefield.

Therefore, Ren is also the master of Wanzhang Peak. In this contest to prove the strength of the two sides, he did not take out extremely insidious poisons or Gu worms, but conducted a pure martial arts contest with them. The pattern, such sincerity, such chivalrous spirit... (one hundred and eight words are omitted here), it is hard not to make people yearn for it.

According to gossip, although this move stunned a Taoist priest in the stands for some reason, it earned the infatuation of men and women off the court. There was even a man in very cool clothes with tears in his eyes, who shouted that this life is wrong. The name he doesn't marry...

"What's the use of gentlemanly demeanor and integrity, can it be eaten as a vegetable? Can it be drunk as water?" A Taoist priest who lost 4000 taels of silver in this competition cried bitterly, distraught.He can't wait to scold Lu Yang, who was kind and loving in his previous life, and who is a real sinner in this life: Do you know how many naans you can buy for 4000 taels?A store with a moderate price costs five cents a piece, and a total of 80 naans flew away from his eyes, fly!Walk!up!

Sitting next to him, Li Xiaozong, who paid 3 taels of literati to make Lu Yang famous, took a sip of tea very calmly.Judging by his expression, he seemed to look down on this dejected guy very much: "You're crying like this for only 600 taels of silver, and you can't even buy two fans. Look at how promising you are."

Lu Yang was a little regretful and very guilty, and poured a bowl of 40-year-old daughter red for the Taoist priest to apologize.

He was standing on the stage at the time, looking towards the auditorium, he saw Feng Chan hiding in the crowd, looking at him with a smile on his lips.He clearly had the body of a young man. He was in his prime, but at some point a few strands of white hair suddenly appeared on his temples, and he was always dressed carelessly. It can be said that he was dilapidated and weathered. Xia Yang Guo's temperament.

Feng Chan stood in the crowd, but his demeanor was different from others, no one understood the sorrow in his heart, it seemed that he was alone, very pitiful.

Although it is not Lu Yang's turn to pity him, how many people in the world have been resurrected from death like him?Lu Yang looked into his eyes, and saw the relief, the relief, and the sadness he had condensed in 30 years of desolation.

The grandfather and grandson have always had a tacit understanding, and Lu Yang understood it just by looking at it.

He threw away his sword on the spot, wanting to discuss fist and kick with Xie Xian.

He wants to prove that the Wuxiang Sword Sect has never lost to the Wulin League.

Sitting across the table, Lu Yang guiltily peeled peanuts for the Taoist priest to eat. While peeling, he said that he peeled a whole plate: "... I don't know, you not only bet on the final outcome , and even played the first bet."

The Taoist raised his head and glanced at him, but was glared at by Li Qing, who was standing beside him sourly, and cried even louder.

Lu Yang couldn't bear the disturbance, he raised his forehead and said, "It's a big deal, I'll sell all the medicinal wine left in the warehouse of Wanzhang Peak, and pawn the quilts spread in each room, just return it to you."

Feng Chan appeared from nowhere, he was going to go to the table of Duan Qiqi and Pei Ningyi, when he heard this when he passed by, he rushed over and knocked him out of his head: "Look at you poor, Wuxiang Sword School Grandpa, didn’t I give you a share of your property? A mere 4000 taels is worth taking the quilt for you, don’t say it’s my grandson when you go out.”

Lu Yang is used to living in poverty, and has always relied on his own hands to feed and clothe a large circle of people. For a while, he inherited the infinite wealth of the Wuxiang Sword Sect, but he has not been used to it until now.

The Taoist lay down on the table and cried, "Whoa, you bourgeois capitalists, don't talk to me."

It's not all written by you.Lu Yang complained silently in his heart.

Duan Qiqi finished dinner at the next table.She and Pei Ning ordered a total of eight dishes and two pots of soup, and the basket of steamed buns on the table was basically wiped out.

She leaned over, hiccupped in a low-key way, then patted the Taoist priest on the back, and asked, "Are you sure Miss Tao will play tomorrow?"

Hearing this, the Taoist got up, his eyes were red, and he twitched and spoke reluctantly: "I don't know either. But besides her, does Chen Qiandie have anyone else?"

"Chen Qianzhang should recover from his injuries now. Isn't he considered a fighting force? If you count it this way, you may not meet her tomorrow."

Li Jixiang wiped his face with a hot towel, and immediately felt refreshed. He counted with his fingers, with a serious expression, and said slowly: "It's not Tao Zhu who is the best, and we don't need to put water here. If I The calculation is accurate, it should be Chen Qianzhang who will play tomorrow."

Few people knew about the inexplicable and impactful past between him and Tao Zhu, not to mention the fact that Tao Zhu rescued him from a dangerous building in the scorching fire and placed him in a private house of Huaishuizong. Personally heard.

Fortunately, not many people knew about it, otherwise, if Chen Qiandie grasped this point, it would be difficult for Jianghu Zhengdao to deal with it.

Chen Qianzhang was not easy to deal with.He has always worked hard, and his talent is not low. In his teens, he became the most handy and obedient knife in his brother's hands. He was able to lead the entire assassin organization, which also showed his extraordinary skills.

The faces of the few people who had fought against Chen Qianzhang all looked solemn.Those who go up in the next round can no longer abandon their weapons as easily as Lu Yang, because Chen Qianzhang is a lunatic who knows how to use weapons best, and he can often sacrifice his own life and death to seek benefits. His brother didn't dare to guarantee that he could beat him.

Feng Chan has observed Chen Qiandie's saber-handling techniques at close range, and once praised him as a rare martial arts genius in the world, and even met the requirements of the Wuxiang Sword Sect to accept him. up.

A few people here got together for a meeting, and the atmosphere in the Wulin League was not so cheerful and fun.

Xie Xian was tied to a wooden frame without saying a word.

As soon as he handed over the Fuyunmen's family heirloom, Chen Qianzhang involuntarily tied him up and took him to the dungeon. He even cut off his hand tendons cruelly. At this time, the bleeding had gradually stopped.

Taijimen has the most underground prisons among the twelve sects. It was planned like this when it was first built. The specific reason is unknown. It was passed down to Chen Qiandie's generation. Because of his unique plan, everything was really used to its fullest.

Today's dungeon is empty. Although there are only two people there, there is still a strong bloody smell in the air, which lingers for a long time, making people restless.

Chen Qianzhang stared closely at this hateful face, with a rare ferocious expression, and just about to say something, he heard steady footsteps behind him, his sense of smell was very keen, first he smelled faint With the scent of osmanthus, one knew who was coming, turned around and greeted in a low voice: "Brother."

Xie Xian watched the person coming calmly, but still did not speak.

Chen Qiandie glanced at Xie Xian's bloody wrist and frowned slightly, but he didn't show any intention of blaming the perpetrator.

He was wearing a snow-white long gown, which was out of tune with the atmosphere here.

Without waiting for him to say anything, Chen Qianzhang immediately offered the Fuyunmen's family heirloom with both hands.He half-kneeled on the ground with a pious expression, as if desperately eager for the other party's praise.

Chen Qiandie raised one corner of his mouth and smiled: "Good job."

Chen Qianzhang seemed to have received some great reward, his breathing was a little messy, his whole body trembled slightly, and he looked at him reluctantly, very discerning, and left the dungeon backwards.

So in the cold dungeon, there were only two people left.

Xie Xian met his eyes, seeing that Chen Qiandie's expression was still calm, he said hoarsely: "You want him to play tomorrow, no matter whether you win or lose, you have to secretly poison his medicine, right?"

Chen Qiandie didn't speak, but just listened quietly.

Xie Xian paused, and continued: "In fact, no matter which side wins in the end, you don't care, you know that the last 12 yuan of meteorites will be collected, the extraterrestrial stone will be opened, and what you ask for will definitely come true." Will appear."

Chen Qiandie kept looking into his eyes.

Xie Xian coughed, it seemed that he was bleeding too much, his face was already very pale: "Because you deliberately wanted the Twelve Sects to die in disarray, and deliberately wanted Lu Yang to revive Feng Chan, thinking that he must In order to forge the supreme sword that is vacant in the ancestral hall of the Wuxiang Sword Sect, that's why they mobilize so many people to get all the meteorites."

"You don't care about everything, you don't care about our life or even your own life or death, you don't care who the martial arts supreme will end up with in the end, because since you were 19 years old, you have only one goal in your heart, which is to revive Yang Fu."

Hearing that name, the sculpture-like Chen Qiandie gained a little bit of popularity.

After being silent for a while, he lowered his head, looked at his boots, and said slowly, "...Actually, I'm not completely sure."

"What you said is very good, it almost coincides with my plan. Xie Xian, you have been a smart kid since you were a child, and you can always learn everything at once." Chen Qiandie suddenly remembered something, lowered his head and gently He smiled, and that expression appeared on his face, which seemed extremely out of tune: "Yang Fu also said at the beginning that you are a material to be the head of the sect, and you will definitely be the head of the Fuyun sect in the future. You were only nine years old at that time. Years old, with a look of disbelief, but because he was praised, he was still very happy, and he couldn't hide his smile from the corners of his eyes and brows. You asked him, what about you, brother? At that time..."

Chen Qiandie's voice stopped suddenly, and the temperature in the air dropped.Xie Xian was very considerate and didn't ask about what happened afterwards, because later on, Yang Fu, the big brother of Fuyunmen, died young.

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