Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 157 Someone always forces me to kill chickens to scare monkeys

"What Uncle Wen said is that I almost forgot that Junior Brother Chu has been suffering from cold poison for a long time. We should not gossip behind his back." Cao Qing stood up, bowed his hands and bowed to Chu Pingsheng, and bowed deeply: " Please forgive me, junior brother."

These words... didn't sound right. Even Uncle Wen, who was scolding Cao Qing, couldn't help but frown.

Emei version of Song Qingshu?

To everyone's surprise, Chu Pingsheng smiled broadly, stepped forward, and held up Cao Qing's hand: "Senior Brother Cao's words are serious. I, Chu Pingsheng, am a small-minded, narrow-minded person."

Uncle Wen was relieved, but he was afraid that Chu Pingsheng would bring his attitude towards the Shaolin monks back to the Emei Sect. He was the one who saved his life under the stick of Master Kongwen, the master of Shaolin. If they really wanted to fight, Cao Qing, a fifth-generation male disciple There is a high probability that the senior brother here is not his opponent.

"Junior brother..."

Cao Qing himself was confused by his humility, and wondered whether he didn't understand his strange yin and yang? Or is it that this kid has put life and death aside? The realm has been sublimated and the mind has been awakened.

"Senior brother, no need to say more, let's eat first." Chu Pingsheng said politely, returned to his seat, sat down, picked up the bowl and took a mouthful of rice.

At this moment, a person on the right came closer.

After hearing this, Chu Pingsheng suddenly realized that when he figured out the logical chain of this matter, the actual situation was much more complicated than he thought.

The reason was that Fan Chong reported Yin Chengwu's request to him to inspire Zen sounds to help him enter samadhi, and reported it to Chu Xingui, who was responsible for arranging daily tasks for male disciples. He easily got the job of leading the five generations of disciples in morning classes.

"Senior Brother Chu."

I saw senior brother Cao Qing holding the wrist of his left hand with his right hand and looking at the palm with a look of horror.

Chu Pingsheng said: "What I'm more curious about is, there are so many senior brothers and two fourth-generation junior uncles in the dining hall, why is he the only one who can't sit still and talks in front of me? Could it be that what happened on Wudang Mountain Is the incident so exciting to Cao Qing? "

In fact, Cao Qing hated him when he was on the way to Wudang with Master Jingxuan and others.

Now that he single-handedly makes Wudang grateful and Shaolin Temple hateful, how can he not touch the hearts of people like Sun Dacai and Chu Xingui? You have achieved such an achievement at the age of sixteen. How can you think of it with time? Even Master Miejie, if she really wanted the Emei Sect to flourish, she would still entrust him with important responsibilities. This would give the male disciples more room to maneuver.

Chu Pingsheng turned around and saw that it was Junior Brother Yin who had gone to Pichai Small Courtyard to ask him to use Zen sound to help him enter meditation: "Junior Brother Yin, you are here too. Where are Senior Brother Fan and Senior Brother Dong? Why didn't you see them?"

Originally, this job belonged to Cao Qing. As the eldest brother among the five generations of disciples, there is no doubt that this is a good job. It will help Cao Qing establish his prestige and make friends with his fellow juniors. Now Chu Xingui wants to improve the effect of meditation. If you let Chu Pingsheng take the lead, will you feel comfortable?
Later, rumors came down from the mountain that he was having a verbal battle with the monks, which made Kongwen, Kongxing, and Kongzhi miserable. He Taichong, the leader of Kunlun, and the five elders of Kongtong also lost some face. The disciples who called Emei their home were even more He was so excited that even Sun Dacai, Chu Xingui and others among the fourth generation of male disciples started focusing on training and piling resources on him to compete with the idea of ​​​​the women's academy.

I think back when Guo Xiang founded the Emei Sect, he only accepted one disciple, Fengling Shitai, who also only accepted two disciples, Mie Mie and Gu Hongzi. Considering the situation of the Emei Sect at that time, there were three or two big cats and kittens, how could it be possible? So many rules, until Gu Hongzi was angry to death by Yang Xiao, Master Jue took over all the power, and there was no one around to consult with her when it came to troubles. In addition, her character became more and more powerful and her mentality became more and more distorted. Only then did Gu Hongzi become what he is today. A situation in which the male disciples of the same line became the vassals of the female disciples of the extinct line.

The brothers who were close friends with him looked carefully and found that his left palm was glowing light green, and the soup on the dinner table was condensing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He swallowed the rice in his mouth and whispered something.

"Taunting me about dying?"

After all, Master Fengling hesitated for a long time on who to pass the throne to. She didn't know whether to let Miejie, who had not become a monk, inherit the position of head, or let Gu Hongzi inherit the position of head. In the end, It was only after considering Gu Hongzi's character, the current martial arts landscape, and the character of his master Guo Xiang that Mie Mie was designated as the heir apparent.

Just when Chu Pingsheng was trying to figure out the information revealed by Yin Chengwu's words, a strange cry came from the front, and the male disciples who were eating in the dining hall all looked up.

Yin Chengwu said: "Senior Brother Chu, you don't know something..."

"How could...how could this happen!"

The top brass of the men's academy were full of expectations, and the middle and lower classes were elated. They were even more arrogant when talking to the female disciples of the same generation. However, the good times did not last long. Two or three days later, Chu Pingsheng was struck by the Xuan Ming Divine Palm, and Zhenren Zhang had no choice but to delay and not be able to detoxify. The news spread to the mountains. You can imagine how hard this news hit the disciples of the Men's Academy. The next step was that he and Master Jingxuan and others returned to Mount Emei. Master Zhang wrote a letter asking for the removal of Ji Xiaofu and The marriage between Wudang Yin Six Heroes caused Master Miejie, who had not yet finished her retreat, to find out about the scandal committed by her favorite disciple. After that, her anger and blood went retrograde and she almost went crazy.

"Senior Brother Fan and Senior Brother Dong went down the mountain to purchase." Yin Chengwu finished his answer and changed the subject: "No, Senior Brother Chu, can't you tell that Cao Qing is mocking you... you... you..."

Yin Chengwu nodded gently, with a sad look on his face.

In the past, most of the men's academy disciples had high hopes for him. A jealous person like Cao Qing naturally did not dare to say anything. Now that he is suffering from cold poison, he may not have much time left. He has failed many people's expectations and committed a crime with a woman. The uncle of the courtyard master is ambiguous about this kind of mistake, so how can someone like Cao Qing sit still? It would be strange if he didn't get angry.

"Senior Brother Cao?"

"Cold, my hands are so cold."

Cao Qing's face was ugly, and the corners of his mouth were gasping for air.

Two fourth-generation male disciples who were eating in the corner hurried over to check. The tall man who had just scolded Cao Qing touched his left hand and quickly retracted it with the next breath.

"It's so cold." Another fourth-generation disciple with a disabled right leg asked with a question on his face: "Obsessed?"

"Impossible." The tall fourth-generation disciple said, "This is the dining hall. He is eating and not practicing. How could he become obsessed with it? And this is not a symptom of obsession."

"Then...poisoning?"

"It's not like that. What kind of poison can freeze hands like this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Qing seemed to suddenly wake up. He turned around suddenly and looked at Chu Pingsheng's position: "The person named Chu is you. It was you who did it, right?"

"Me?" Chu Pingsheng pretended to be innocent: "What did I do?"

"Just that little bit of help you gave me...bastard, did you poison me?"

"How could it be? We are all from the same sect, and you just made a few strange remarks to me. How could I be so heartless as to poison you? Am I that narrow-minded person?"

What he said was very serious, and his expression was very serious, but even Yin Chengwu, who had been muttering to him for a long time, felt that he was going too far and was instead very serious.

At this moment, a tall fourth-generation disciple walked up to him and said, "Master Nephew Chu, show me your hands."

"Okay."

Chu Pingsheng stretched out his hands.

The people nearby looked carefully, and their expressions suddenly changed. His left hand was normal, and his right hand was a gradient of green radiating outward from the palm.

"Xuan...Xuanming Divine Palm?"

Cao Qing's face turned green. In the past few days, people on the mountain, both male and female disciples, were constantly muttering about this sinister palm technique. After all, the explanation given by the five elders of Kongtong was that even Zhenren Zhang couldn't understand it.

The tall fourth-generation male disciple said angrily: "You still say it's not you? Chu Pingsheng...you are so cruel."

"Hey, this Xuanming Divine Palm can still be contagious?" Chu Pingsheng frowned, twitched the corner of his mouth, and suddenly imitated Cao Qing, holding his right hand with his left hand and saying with a shiver: "It's so cold, so cold..."

"Senior Brother Chu?"

"I...I know. When this cold poison attacks, it can be...contagious. No wonder...Master Zhang said that Xuanming Divine Palm is...the most sinister...kung fu in the world. Junior Brother Yin... Hurry up... help me back to the room, I have to use... the method Master Zhang taught me... to heal... "

Yin Chengwu put down the chopsticks in his hand and quickly helped him out.

Master Miejie knew about Ji Xiaofu and Chu Pingsheng and locked up the former, but the latter did not move. The two fourth-generation disciples could not figure out the master's attitude, so naturally they did not dare to stop them, and they could not help with the matter of detoxification. I was so busy that I could only watch him and Yin Chengwu leave the dining hall.

"Uncle Wen, I... what should I do... what should I do?"

Cao Qing held his poisoned left hand and was so frightened that he was sweating and stammered when he spoke.

He was only in his early twenties, and he didn't want to die like this.

"This……"

The two fourth-generation male disciples were speechless for a moment.

"Uncle Master, you...quickly...help me force out the cold poison." He said while pulling the two of them.

The two fourth-generation disciples were so frightened that they backed away and stayed away from him, fearing that he would "infect" them with the cold poison like what happened just now. The nearby junior disciples also stopped eating, avoiding Cao Qing like the plague.

"You... you..."

Cao Qing hesitated for a moment, shouted "Master, save me", and staggered out the door.

He is the eldest brother among the male disciples of the fifth generation. Naturally, he is not like Chu Pingsheng and Yin Chengwu, who are free-spirited disciples. They eat big pots of food, sleep in collective rooms, and learn martial arts. The masters of the women's college or the fourth-generation disciples of the men's college gather people together and unify them. teach. Cao Qing has his own master, but Master Jingfeng lives in Qingjing Villa, which is quite far away from Wugou Villa, so she didn't immediately think of asking her master for help.

The fifth-generation male disciples in the dining hall couldn't help but tremble when they saw Cao Qing, who looked miserable without the majesty of his senior brother. Chu Pingsheng kept saying that he was not a narrow-minded person. Whoever believed this was stupid, Cao Qing. Qing just sarcastically said that he had been struck by the Xuanming God's palm and was about to die soon, so he let Cao Qing also be infected with the cold poison and taste the feeling of dying.

Treating others with their own treatment, this kid's revenge is really... so cruel.

(End of this chapter)