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Chapter 417 Resentment Club

Yingfeng woke up in a small sinkhole.As Jiang Gan said, he immediately realized that this is the official start of the landlord's choice.

Yingfeng sighed. He was actually quite willing to be punished for a few more days. Although he didn't know why the elders would torment the juniors like this, it felt really good to be able to stick together with Yaoyu all day long. .

He could feel that he was outdoors, but the surroundings were pitch black, except for the rustling noise as the night before, he really didn't feel anything special here.Yingfeng immediately yelled, "Yiao Yu! Junior Sister! Are you there?"

Hearing no response, Yingfeng breathed a sigh of relief.Although he knew in his heart that the battle between him and Tan Yaoyu was inevitable, he still hoped that it could be delayed as much as possible.

It's just that before he breathed a sigh of relief, a torch was lit around the bottom of the tiankeng, and Yingfeng saw Zimo standing not far from him, with a face colder than Hanyu's.

On the other side is the master Jiang Kun whose face is darker than the bottom of the pot.

Yingfeng sighed, "If you don't say anything, outsiders will probably think you two are the master and apprentice. It's exactly the same as rejecting people thousands of miles away with a straight face."

Zimo glanced at Yingfeng, then bowed to Jiang Kun and said, "Uncle, may I ask where Yu'er is now?"

Jiang Kun waved his hand, "She is going through her trials, so you don't need to worry about it. Just focus on your trials."

Zimo frowned slightly, this was obviously Yingfeng's trial.He didn't want to waste time with the master and apprentice. If Yu'er woke up in the darkness like him, he wondered if he would panic.

Zimo suppressed his impatience, and said calmly and respectfully: "Uncle Master, did you make a mistake? I didn't intend to compete for the position of the landlord, so why do I have a trial? Please tell me, Yu'er where I want to meet her as soon as possible.”

"Your Second Martial Uncle is not mistaken." An angry voice came from the top of the tiankeng.

Yingfeng and Zimo looked up at the same time, and then vaguely saw an old man standing above him who had punched a fist at some time, both seniors of Xingzhelou.And the one standing in the middle is their teacher.

"The apprentice and grandson have met the master. I have met the seniors." Yingfeng and Zimo raised their fists respectfully at the same time.

The master smiled slightly, "Good boy. From the looks of the two of you, you already know that you are running for the landlord. Yes, yes, you are both smart children. Then do you know what the first trial is called?"

Zimo originally wanted to emphasize once again that he would not participate in the competition, but the master did not intend to give him a chance to interject at all, and continued on his own: "This is the first level, it is called the Resentment Gift Fair. Do you know the origin of this name?"

Yingfeng asked suspiciously: "If my disciples remember correctly, this should be one of the seven sufferings of Buddhism. It's just that our Xingzhe Tower is not Taoist?"

Jiang Kun took over the conversation and said: "Feng'er is right, the seven sufferings of Buddhism, birth, old age, sickness, death, resentment and hatred, separation of love, not getting what you want."

Jiang Kun then smiled disdainfully, "But we don't think so. Birth, old age, sickness and death are really natural in life, and it's good to go with it. What's so hard about it? Besides, these sufferings are just superficial. Either it is forgotten soon after the incident, or it is directly liberated. What is there to say? Only the other three sufferings, resentment meeting, love parting, and not being able to get what you want, can make people toss and turn every night, regretting what they did at the beginning, throughout their lives Can't get rid of it either."

Ying Feng pretended to take a deep breath, "So much fun? It's just a matter of choosing a landlord. Master, if you want to come up, you'll just stab someone in the mouth and sprinkle salt."

It was rare for Jiang Kun not to reprimand Ying Feng for his poor talk. He sighed, "The position of the landlord has more burdens than anyone else. If you can't bear these three hardships, you might as well not do it, so as not to harm others and yourself."

Yingfeng had never seen his master show such a sad expression before, and he was stunned for a moment.

Zimo finally seized the opportunity to speak, and said to Shigong on the top of the tiankeng: "Master, my apprentice knows that he has little talent and learning, and he can't bear the responsibility. He never thought of competing for the position of the landlord. Please allow me to go up to find my junior sister."

The master's smile disappeared, and he said slowly: "It's true that you didn't choose, but we can't let you go either. Because you are the examiner of Yingfeng's first test."

Yingfeng and Zimo were taken aback when they heard the words.Looking at each other inexplicably.

"What could resentment be?" Master's voice came slowly from the top of the tiankeng again, "Obviously it's someone I don't like, it's obviously someone I resent or even hate, but I always have to meet them from time to time. Sometimes I even have to Doing things for the interests of the other party, and grudgingly greeted them with a smile. This kind of feeling is probably the most indignant..."

Yingfeng and Zimo understood what Shigong said.Among the few people of the same generation, only the two of them have disliked each other from the very beginning.

Whether it's personality, handling of affairs, preferences, standpoints, the two are clearly on the opposite side, but it happens that these two people have become unified and persistent in Tan Yaoyu, and therefore they are even more incompatible.

Yingfeng shook his head and sighed, "This is really... the person I don't want to see every day, but he always hangs around in front of my eyes."

Zimo said coldly: "To each other, if it is about ghosts lingering, the elder brother will do his part." As Zimo said, he slowly drew out his sword, "Senior brother, please."

Yingfeng flipped his wrist, and an iron rod fell into his hands, "Speaking of which, I have long wanted to have a good fight with my junior brother. Why don't we take this opportunity today and let's have a good fight."

"Wait a minute," Jiang Kun suddenly stopped, "Tan Yaoyu's first pass is a bit more difficult than Feng'er's. To be fair, during the test period, the two of you will randomly shoot cold arrows from the top of the tiankeng. You two You must compete while avoiding cold arrows."

Both of them frowned when they heard the words. Why does this additional condition sound a bit strange?But they couldn't tell what was wrong.

Jiang Kun didn't give them time to think too much. As soon as he raised his spirit, he jumped back as if flying, and landed firmly on the edge of the tiankeng.

As soon as Jiang Kun jumped out of the tiankeng, dozens of crossbows were exposed next to the edge of the tiankeng, aiming down at the two of them in a uniform manner.

Although these crossbows were indescribably weird, Zimo and Yingfeng could only see each other's figure at the moment.

Yingfeng's iron rod twitched in his hand, "If I win today, I hope my junior brother won't stop Yu'er from getting close to me in the future."

Zimo raised his eyes, the wrist holding the sword only moved slightly, but four or five afterimages of the long sword appeared in an instant. With Zimo's light wave, the afterimage of the long sword also waved along with it, the bamboo leaf sword aura In an instant, it fell like rain.

"I'll tell you if I win..."

(End of this chapter)