Chapter 14 Coming Forward

Zhuo Bufan stretched out his hand to put on the strings of the piano, adjusted it slightly, and then began to play. The sound of the piano slowly came, clear and clear, like a mountain spring and a small river, flowing gurglingly. Everyone was immersed in the sound of the piano, and there was no other sound in the square.

Suddenly the tune becomes urgent, like a rushing river turning. Walking to the waterfall, it plunges down from the high altitude, and then hundreds of rivers return to the sea, with turbulent undercurrents.

Everyone's mood also changes with the melody, like a boat in the sea, unable to control themselves, they can only drift with the current, ups and downs. The spiritual power within the body also surged and surged.

After playing like this for half a stick of incense, the tune suddenly became calm, and the vast sea finally turned into thousands of creeks. Everyone's hearts and minds have also calmed down. Looking back on the past, everything is like a white cloud and a dog, and the vicissitudes of the sea have made people feel that the past is like smoke and the road is ruthless.

The sound of the piano was getting lower and lower, and finally it was inaudible. When the song ended, most of the handyman disciples in the field had not yet recovered. Some of the disciples who were at the second level of Qi training actually felt that the bottleneck that had been bothering them for a long time was actually there. There were signs of slight looseness, but they all kept silent, silently feeling the subtlety of the music.

Just when everyone was immersed in it, a clear sword sound suddenly sounded from the high platform. Liang Yan looked up and saw the long sword on Zhuo Bufan's waist unsheathed, suspended in mid-air, trembling, as if he could not bear it and wanted to fight with the enemy. .

"It's appeared, that's Senior Brother Zhuo's fixed light sword!"

"Senior Brother Zhuo is the only sword cultivator among the outer disciples. He is a genius that will not appear in a hundred years."

"Isn't that right? Sword cultivation is a very difficult method. There are very few sword cultivators in today's world, but it is said that once you succeed in it, you will be able to destroy the world."

"That is, the sword cultivator is known as the number one in attack, but at the same time the sword cultivator is also extremely dangerous. In the entire outer sect, only Senior Brother Zhuo is qualified to be called a sword cultivator."

As soon as the fixed light sword came out, everyone in the audience immediately became excited. When Liang Yan heard others talking about it, he couldn't help but squint his eyes and look at the sword on the stage. Just now when he heard these people talking about sword cultivation, Liang Yan's heart was filled with excitement, and he was extremely fascinated by sword cultivation.

Zhuo Bufan performed a sword technique on the high platform, fired out his fixed light sword, and slashed high in the air. Although it was just a slash in the air, everyone still felt the cold murderous intent rushing towards them. The hair on their bodies exploded and their hearts beat faster.

But the next moment, Zhuo Bufan put away the sword technique, and the fixed light sword circled back and disappeared into the scabbard, and the overflowing murderous aura returned to nothingness. Zhuo Bufan stood up and bowed his hands to everyone, then jumped up, landed on the mountain path, and went down the mountain.

Everyone knew that this evangelistic meeting was over, and they began to go down the mountain in twos and threes. Some female disciples were even in groups, chattering non-stop and appearing very excited.

Liang Yan was the only one sitting quietly on the futon. He was greatly touched by Zhuo Bufan's volley of swords just now. He secretly recalled the details of the sword just now. He only felt that if the sword was coming towards him, even if he used his "Hunhun Kung Fu" with all his strength, he would not be able to do anything. It is inevitable. After thinking hard for a long time, he still couldn't find any way to solve it, but it also made him more eager for the method of sword cultivation.

After sitting alone for a long time, when he came back to his senses, there was no one around. Liang Yan stood up with a sigh and walked along the mountain road to the bottom of Xuanji Peak.

When he was halfway up the mountain, he suddenly heard a loud argument coming from the bamboo forest beside the mountain path, and a familiar voice was mixed in. Liang Yan couldn't help but frown, and followed the sound into the bamboo forest.

After walking not far, they saw two groups of people standing opposite each other. There were only two people in one group, but they were Sun Qianli and Li Dali. Liang Yan came over just now after hearing Li Dali's voice. There were three people in the other wave. Judging from their clothes, they seemed to be disciples of Danmai's handymen. Liang Yan glanced at it and found that except for the black-faced young man in the middle who was on the third level of Qi training, the other two were on the second level of Qi training.

At this time, the dark-faced young man said, "Li Dali, haven't I made it clear enough? I asked you to pee and look at yourself, but you actually have the confidence to ask for a woman from my cousin."

Li Dali's eyes turned red and he said, "I want you to tell me, where did you take Yang Wei?"

The black-faced young man chuckled: "Take it to where? Of course, it will be taken to a romantic and happy place."

Sun Qianli also had an angry face at this time and said: "Miss Yang and Li Dali are childhood sweethearts. They have been married since they were young. They are in love with each other. We are in the same family. Why do we want to fight for love?"

"Ah! Who is in the same sect with you?" The black-faced young man pointed at Li Dali's nose and cursed: "You two will always be wastes at the first level of qi training. And that Yang Wei, you are sure to be in love with you." , then why did she run into my cousin’s bed last night?”

"Impossible!" Li Dali roared like crazy, and then rushed towards the black-faced young man.

"Yo? Are you brave?" The black-faced young man didn't panic at all, but started laughing. A fellow student next to him raised his hand and offered a spiritual weapon, and slapped Li Dali hard on him. Li Dali paused in his steps and spurted out a stream of blood from his mouth. He immediately knelt on the ground wiltingly, holding his hands on the ground and gasping for air.

"Haha, trash is trash, so useless." The black-faced young man laughed loudly, and the two alchemy servant disciples next to him also laughed.

Sun Qianli clenched his hands into fists and dug his nails into the flesh of his palms, but he did not dare to help.

The black-faced young man glanced at Sun Qianli with disdain, and said proudly: "Let me tell you straight, you two, and that Yang Wei, are all useless people who have only reached the first level of Qi training in this life. My cousin is the chosen son. , I’m only twenty-three years old and I’m already at the fifth level of Qi training, and I don’t take you seriously at all!”

"As for that Yang Wei, humph, it's just that my cousin saw her for fun, and she just brought her here for fun. It's ridiculous that she thought that my cousin would marry her and become a Taoist couple. Haha, a person can never go out to practice. She is a piece of trash at the first level of Qi, and my cousin just uses her as a furnace for cultivation!"

"Beast!" Li Dali's eyes were about to burst. He stood up with gritted teeth and punched the black-faced young man. However, he was seriously injured and the punch had no force at all. The black-faced young man did not dodge or dodge, but he punched him hard. , didn’t even take a step back, and then burst into laughter.

Seeing that the punch was ineffective, Li Dali opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm. This time he was caught off guard. Because the distance was too close, the black-faced young man dodged in a hurry, and part of it stuck to his cuffs.

"Looking for death!" The black-faced young man was furious. He made a fist with his right hand and punched Li Dali's Tianling cover directly. He was born as a physical practitioner and had the third level of Qi training. As long as this punch is delivered correctly, Li Dali's nine skills will be defeated. Life is not enough to die.

At this critical moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and pulled Li Dali back like lightning. The face of the black-faced young man changed. He looked to the side and saw a young man in gray shirt standing in front of Li Dali. He was in his early teens, tall and thin, and he also showed off a formation disk pattern on his clothes.

The dark-faced young man frowned, secretly wondering when the formation had a handyman disciple.

"My lord, Yuan Shan, who are you? Do you want to stand up for Li Daliqiang?"

Liang Yan replied coldly: "Since we are all fellow disciples, why bother killing them all?"

Yuan Shan couldn't figure out his details, so he asked tentatively: "May I ask which of your senior relatives serves in our clan?"

Liang Yan sneered and said: "You don't have to pry. I am a casual cultivator and a disciple of the Formation Meritorious Service. I am just taking action here because I can't stand what you are doing."

Yuan Shan laughed after hearing this: "It turns out that he is a lonely ghost, and he doesn't care about his own weight. He only practiced at the first level of qi and imitated other people's heroes. Haha, I have to deal with you today!"

Liang Yan had the Heavenly Secret Pearl in his body. Although he did not deliberately activate it, the low-level Qi training monks still couldn't see through his cultivation level and only thought he was an entry-level monk at the first level of Qi training.

After Yuan Shan finished speaking, he unleashed his strength and punched Liang Yan. Liang Yan stretched out his right hand to receive the punch, and stepped back five steps. He couldn't help but secretly said in shock: He had been taught by an old monk, and his body tempering level was far beyond normal. Man, actually can't fight this man's punch.

What he didn't know was that Yuan Shan was even more surprised, because he was a pure physical training monk, and all his resources for many years were used to temper his body. Normally, monks of the same level were no match for him in close combat. But the person in front of him was at a lower level of cultivation than him, yet he could actually receive a punch from him.

"It turns out that you are at the peak of the second level of qi training, but you know how to hide your clumsiness!" Yuan Shan shouted. Liang Yan was fighting against people with a higher level than himself, and it was obvious that he could no longer hide his cultivation.

Before he could take a breath, Yuan Shan had already stepped forward and attacked him. The two assistant disciples of the alchemy line also sacrificed their spiritual weapons at the same time, attacking Liang Yan from the left and the right.

Liang Yan secretly thought that if he used the Hunhun Kung Fu, he should be able to deal with the three people in front of him. But there are many people here and the gangster skills are secretly taught by the old monks, so it is really not suitable to be exposed. In addition, he has a valuable treasure, and it will be even worse if he provokes someone to investigate him. At the moment, he had no choice but to rely on his physical strength to deal with the three of them.

Not long after this fight, Liang Yan was already in dire straits and surrounded by dangers. The more Liang Yan fought, the more anxious he became. Suddenly an idea struck him, and he remembered the Sancai Hou Earth Formation that he had learned in the Library Pavilion. This Three Talents Thick Earth Formation has one formation eye and three formation flags. After forming the formation, the three formation flags are used to conflict with each other, stimulating the hidden power of the thick soil to defend against the enemy.

At this moment, Liang Yan had a sudden thought. All living things could form an array, so why not use humans to form an array? This idea got out of hand, and he immediately used himself as the eye of the formation, the three people with the alchemy veins as the formation flag, and the spiritual power of the three people as the spiritual source to draw formation patterns in the void.

Yuan Shanchu had a relaxed sense of style at first, but the more they fought, the more frightened he became. The three of them teamed up to surround Liang Yan, and they should have captured him easily. However, the boy was also overwhelmed at the beginning, and it was obvious that he would not be able to hold on for long. But after fighting for a while, he found that he was getting more and more comfortable. Looking back at the three people on my side, for some reason, their cooperation is getting worse and worse. Sometimes the spiritual weapon of the person on the left is blocking the attack direction of the spiritual weapon of the person on the right, forcing the disciple on the right to have to stop. Sometimes, Yuan Shan A punch was thrown out, and by accident, it hit the person on the left's spiritual weapon, neutralizing the attack for Liang Yan. All in all, the three of them interfered with each other, and they were unable to exert even half of their strength.

Yuan Shan didn't know that they had been trapped in Liang Yan's three-cai thick soil formation, and he turned into Liang Yan's three formation flags. As the leader of the formation, Liang Yan was like the general in the formation and the commander-in-chief of the three armies. The three formation flags of Yuan Shan were pulled by his Dao patterns and conflicted with each other. Naturally, they could not be Liang Yan's opponent.

The more Liang Yan fought, the more comfortable he became, and his mind became clearer about how to use the battle tactics. Yuan Shan's face was ashen, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and stretched his right hand towards a storage bag on his waist.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of Qingyue sword. I saw a sword light flying through the air, with a tearing sound, splitting the people in the field into two, and then a figure fell from the sky and landed among the people. The person who came was wearing a moon-white robe and a Confucian scarf on his head. He had a smile on his lips and glanced at the storage bag on Yuan Shan's waist as if nothing existed.

Yuan Shan had a look of surprise on his face. He immediately released his storage bag, clasped his hands in a salute, and said respectfully, "Greetings to Senior Brother Zhuo."

In view of the emergence of some students who have bar settings, I still have to explain it here.

Although Yixing Pavilion is a major Confucian sect, it is also the sect of the Yue Kingdom. But when the protagonist comes to worship at the mountain gate, it happens to be the time when Yixing Pavilion is going from prosperity to decline, which will be discussed later.

The top leaders of the sect each hold their own opinions, and the sect masters and elders are competing for power. Therefore, it is not surprising that there must be many problems within the sect, and there will be many disharmony.

Moreover, the world is not black and white. It does not mean that just because you are wearing the cloak of Confucianism, you are a saint who knows etiquette and law. If you have a super righteous outlook on this and can't stand it, then I can only advise you not to read it. It’s heartbreaking and nerve-wracking, why bother?