stonecrandall Chapter 80
Chapter 80
Mudan was just a compromise out of the grace of saving his life, coupled with Nanfeng's aggressive tactics, he came to his senses, it doesn't matter who he worships as his master, the important thing is - revenge!
On the surface, after he agreed with Mudan to be his master, he didn't expect Mudan to teach him any great martial arts, because he knew that after losing all his relatives and support, the only person he could trust and rely on was himself.
But Peony unexpectedly taught him many things, which cannot be measured by money.
Slowly, unconsciously, he respected and obeyed Mudan as a real master.
If there is anyone worthy of his heart-to-heart after the extermination of the door, then apart from Nanfeng, there is only the person in front of him--Peony.
"Master, it's done." After Lu Ziye washed him, he put his cloth towel on the edge of the barrel, then turned around and continued to wash his own.
Mudan stretched herself comfortably, and when she turned her head, she saw her apprentice washing her body meticulously. Even though she was doing such a relaxing and pleasant thing as taking a bath, she straightened her body, and the cloth towel in her hand went from top to bottom in an orderly manner. The cleaning work is carried out in an orderly manner.
After Nan Feng left, for such a long time, it was difficult to see a smile on his face. It seemed that no matter what time, this apprentice was serious and refused to let himself relax for a moment.
Knocking on the chin, Peony patted the thin shoulder of the apprentice, tsk, a little bit of hand, and said: "Hey, give me your cloth towel, come and go without indecent assault, the master will also come to rub your back."
After a pause, Lu Ziye obediently passed the cloth towel from his shoulder to him, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Master."
Peony took the neatly folded cloth towels that were still dripping, weighed them, and smiled with an unknown meaning.
He patted the cloth towel on Lu Ziye's back with one hand, and began to rub it vigorously.
Cough... The reason why he uses such a weird word is because he doesn't look like someone rubbing his back at all. If you don't look at what he is holding in his hand and where he is currently, those who don't know it will think that a certain master is here. Painting it.
Lu Ziye felt even more speechless for such a speechless master at first, but after a short while, his whole body shook suddenly, and the hand that was loosely holding the side of the bucket was suddenly clenched until the veins showed.
Because, under the guise of rubbing his back, Peony urged all the internal forces in his body to move from slow to fast, and guided them to hit hard on the meridians that he had spent a long time not breaking through.
No matter how good his martial arts were, his internal energy was no match for those old fritters who had accumulated little over time, and Mudan used his own internal energy to forcefully unblock the meridians that he could not open with his own strength.
The severe pain continued throughout the day, and large drops of sweat oozed from Lu Ziye's forehead and temples, converging into a stream and dripping continuously along his chin. His clenched teeth could not stop the bright red overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and fell into the water, fainting Strands of red thread.
The hot water in the wooden barrel gradually became cold, and then slowly became hot again. The back was barely rubbed until it turned pale in the east.
Lu Ziye was panting heavily, and his flushed cheeks were steaming, which was caused by the rapid evaporation of sweat, and it took half a stick of incense to recover, while Peony, already out of the barrel, was fully dressed and sitting Drink cold tea at the table.
Shaking his naked hair, Lu Ziye held his breath and focused his attention, using his internal energy to swim again along the place that Peony had brought, and found that there was really no hindrance and no pain, he couldn't believe it.
[110] Lest your mind be disturbed
It took one night to dredge all his meridians, and after the meridians were forced to unblock, there was no damage. Is this the real strength of Peony?
My whole body was indescribably relaxed, even though I hadn't slept all night, I still felt my eyes and ears were clear, and I had boundless energy waiting to be vented. Lu Ziye jumped out of the barrel, pulled a dry cloth towel off the screen to wipe his body, put on his clothes, long Taking a long breath, he solemnly walked in front of Peony.
Peony raised her eyes slightly from the teacup, raised her eyebrows and smiled, pretending not to care and said: "Being a teacher, don't force yourself, don't wrong yourself."
Lu Ziye closed his eyes, and immediately lifted his clothes, kneeling down proudly!
"Thank you, master." Every word was resounding.
This master can be said to be sincere and sincere.
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The martial arts conference was held as scheduled, and because of the generous rewards, it attracted many people who came to try their luck because their families couldn't open the pot.
On the first day, the leaders of the various sects took turns to the arena to express their speeches for participating in the martial arts conference. In the speeches, there were absolute support for the martial arts conference, boasting and pride for their own sect, and of course, some cryptic remarks. Expressed the good intention of wanting to win the championship and become the leader of the martial arts. In a very harmonious atmosphere, the martial arts conference officially began!
In the first ten days, the arena was basically useless, it was a melee. In order to become famous, the unknown juniors did not hesitate to use all means to stand out. From afar, there were those who bit people, those who tore their hair, those who choked their necks, and monkeys who stole There are peaches, sneak attacks, hidden weapons, beatings, everything that one expects to find, and it can be described as a variety of forms.
In the first 20 days, the scuffle finally came to a successful conclusion, and the various sects began to appear one by one. Compared with each other, the winner can have the qualification to enter the ring next time, and the next winner will be equal.
A full month passed before the only two winners were finally decided, and the new martial arts leader will be selected from these two winners.
And just after the two victors fought for a day and a night, and after the winner was decided, a kid appeared out of nowhere, and beat the last winner to the ground, crying for his father and mother, and rolled off the stage.
This person was undoubtedly Lu Ziye.
Lu Ziye covered half of his face. What was different from usual was that he didn't wear the black clothes he wore through today. Instead, he was dressed in white. It didn't look like he was here for a martial arts competition, but more like a filial piety.
"Where did you come from, you have no rules!" Someone in the crowd yelled, which immediately aroused a lot of echoes.
Lu Ziye stood firmly on the ring, with his long sword not out of its sheath, he just glanced casually at the people sitting around the ring, and said in a cold tone: "The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. Today, I will fight one-on-one!" Six sects, if you win, I am the rule!"
What a big breath!
This time, the commotion in the audience is even worse. The relationship between the six sects is currently at a stalemate, and no one wants to let anyone take over, so they secretly reached a consensus to find a puppet leader to balance the forces of the six parties. Therefore, the sect masters of the six sects, the head , leader, etc... None of them have been on the stage so far. I heard that this young man who was exuding air-conditioning uttered wild words, which should be taken as a joke.
The former leader of the martial arts alliance came forward as a peacemaker: "Young man, I don't know why you want to single out the six sects? Do you know how strong these six sects are? If you want to defeat them all by yourself, it will be... difficult."
The implication is nothing more than: boy, don't overestimate your abilities!Where to go!
Lu Ziye didn't respond, he just turned his head, looked at the peacemaker quietly for a while, and uttered a single word: "Get out."
The peacemaker actually got out of the way? !
The former leader of the martial arts alliance seemed to have lost his soul, and walked off the ring with blank eyes, and walked farther and farther, no one could stop him.
Now, someone finally became alert.
"Could this be the fabled... the soul-stirring technique?"
"Lu Ziye! Could he be Lu Ziye!!!"
"My God, he's here for revenge!"
The name Lu Ziye was like throwing a big stone into the water, causing a huge splash.
Of course, no matter how much you want to put him to death, the leaders of the six major sects will not go up to die first, and the disciples who want to make a blockbuster and have their lights turned off are eager to move, and they have already jumped onto the stage I want to give this kid some color.
The color was given, but they used their blood to dye Lu Ziye's snow-white clothes red.
The long sword was still unsheathed.
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In modern times, when you are in a bad mood and feel tired and don’t love, you can still watch the news broadcast, so that this society full of love and beauty can bring you new hope and vision.
But here, apart from the vibrant flowers and trees, and the picturesque scenery, there is really nothing to cheer him up.
The stomach was too hungry to be too lazy to play empty city plans, Nanfeng lay on his back on the soft grass, pillowed on his arm, all the stars in the sky were collected in the dark eyes, twinkling and twinkling.
"When will I be able to go out?" The moment before he closed his eyes, he muttered to himself, having the illusion that he had fallen into the illusion that there was nothing but himself in those three years.
There was no dream all night, and the next morning, the warm sunlight forced him to open his eyes.
Get up, continue to walk in a determined direction, wash your face, rinse your mouth when you encounter a stream, and bury your face in it to quench your thirst.
Unexpectedly, he didn't go far when he saw a somewhat familiar boulder. The top of the boulder was thin and the bottom was thick, and the surface could be regarded as smooth. He held his breath and couldn't believe it was real.
Step by step to the front of the boulder, Nanfeng suddenly turned his head, and a few deep and deep characters came into his eyes in the mist:
Fairy Holy Land!
Oh my god, he finally found the exit!Oh yeah!
After dancing happily for a while, Nanfeng regained his composure, striding over the fog barrier with arrogance, and exited this labyrinth-like holy land of elves with mysterious changes.
As soon as he walked out, he saw two people sitting on the ground outside the exit. The ground was covered with a pure white carpet made of some kind of animal skin.