Queen of Nongmen: Hexagrams determine the universe

Chapter 177
And with the death of Ren Tianxing, this elixir has been lost for hundreds of years.

According to legend, every time you eat a Tianxing Pill, you can increase your internal strength for ten years.

"Do you really want to eat it? After so many years, should it be expired?" Ye Qiongdan asked suspiciously, "Could it be moldy? Should I have diarrhea after eating it?"

"With you here, I dare to take even poison." With complete trust in her, he uncorked the bottle, took out a pill and took it. He played the martial arts mental method on the wall.

……

Three days later, Ye Qinghan's internal strength increased by 30 years, and he also fully mastered Ren Tianxing's own top-level martial arts mentality, and even practiced the set of "Sky Light Sword Technique" to the point of perfection. The head of a small sect, even if all the heads of those small sects rushed forward, he was sure to be able to retreat among them, and even hurt them!
He is a genius!

The head of the Heavenly Sword Sect back then really saw the right person!

At this time, the Hanshan faction.

The sunset is west of the mountains, and the jackdaws are crossing the water.

The masters of Baihuatang were also about to leave, and the leader said to Zhuang Qingping: "I'm really sorry, the hall master hastily called us back, and we, Baihuatang, can only help you here."

"Your Hundred Flowers Church has already had a direct conflict with the Blood Moon Sect?" Zhuang Qingping asked nervously.

"Hurry up, the attitude of the Blood Moon Sect is very bad," the leading master sighed, "Miss Ye is kind to Baihuatang, and we should help to the end because of emotion and reason, but it's not that we don't want to help right now, it's because Baihuatang has also become a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and it is difficult to protect itself, Master Zhuang, so cherish yourself! Farewell!"

"Farewell!" The other masters of Baihuatang also clasped their fists at him and said in unison.

Zhuang Qingping's face turned pale all of a sudden, the Lord and Miss Ye have been missing for three days, I don't know if they left the mess of the Hanshan faction and planned to abandon the sunken ship.

And now, the only master of Baihuatang who can intimidate the eight small sects under the mountain has also left. Are their Hanshan sects really going to perish?
"Master, are we still looking for the Lord and Miss Ye?" Zhuang Qingping's personal servant asked.

"I won't look for it anymore," Zhuang Qingping shook his head in despair, "In the past three days, we have turned the Hanshan faction upside down, so we can't find anyone, which only proves that the Lord and Miss Ye have abandoned Hanshan Sect, you go to see if the tunnel is dug well, if it is dug well, notify all the disciples of the Hanshan faction, and escape from the tunnel immediately. It is meaningless to stick to the cold mountain faction, we can only escape one by one."

"Okay, the little one will clean up the things for the head now." The servant sighed, his eyes full of sadness.

"There's no rush," Zhuang Qingping shook his head, "Let them go first, I'll be the last one to go."

"The last one to go? This is too dangerous, Sect Leader, you should be the first one to go!"

"No, even if I die, I will die in the Cold Mountain Sect." Zhuang Qingping said firmly.

The servant's lips twitched, not knowing what to say.

Looking at the distant mountains, the near water, and this beautiful place from birth to growing up, thousands of tragedies rushed to his heart in an instant.

Half an hour later, the entire Hanshan faction left through the tunnel.

Zhuang Qingping walked last, and his servant carried some luggage for him.

When walking in the tunnel, the front was always very quiet, Zhuang Qingping thought that no one would notice that they had all left, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked out of the tunnel, he saw a field of bright torches, and the disciples of the Hanshan School had already been restrained by these eight small sects. The jumping flames are reflected, and it looks like flowing blood in the night.

"Zhuang Qingping, are you finally willing to come out?" The head of the Yuyan faction sneered, "You begged an expert to arrange a formation for you, and you asked Baihuatang to guard the mountain gate for you. Can you accept your fate?"

"As long as you hand over the fragmented scroll, we will spare you!" said the head of the Qinghu faction, "If you don't hand over the fragmented scroll, we will kill all the disciples of your Hanshan sect in front of you!"

"How can you believe that I really don't have any fragments of cheat books here?" Zhuang Qingping asked exhaustedly.

If there was such a thing, why didn't his grandfather practice peerless martial arts?
Why didn't his father practice peerless martial arts?
Why didn't he practice peerless martial arts?
"Then we can only be rude to you!" said the head of the Qinghu faction, "Come on, come forward and search!"

"Presumptuous! I'm not your slave, you can't do such a thing that tramples on my dignity!" Zhuang Qingping gritted his teeth.

"What's wrong with trampling on your dignity?" The head of the Qinghu faction sneered, "Nowadays people are swordsmen and you are fish, just accept your fate!"

"Let's go up and search together!" The head of the Yuyan faction said worriedly, "Whoever finds it first will count as his property! Head Zhuang, you'd better not move around, if you move a little bit, we will kill you." Kill all the disciples of your Hanshan faction!"

"Kill all the disciples of my Hanshan sect? Are you not afraid that people in the Jianghu will say that you are a cruel cult?"

"Afraid? What's there to be afraid of? After we killed them, we set fire to Hanshan, saying that the Hanshan faction had escaped. The disciples failed to escape in time and were all burned to death. Isn't that all?" Yu said. The head of the Yan faction sneered, "The lie is a bit clumsy, but it doesn't matter! People will be willing to believe this lie! After all, who would be idle and meddling? Justice? It doesn't exist!"

The heads of the eight sects walked towards Zhuang Qingping, motioning for Zhuang Qingping to raise his arms.

Zhuang Qingping closed his eyes, feeling humiliated in his heart.

Just when he was about to pull out the sword at his waist to defend his dignity by slaying himself, a voice like a cold spring sounded.

"What do you want to do to the Hanshan faction? Is it true that there is no one in the Hanshan faction?"

When hearing this voice, the heads of the eight sects froze for a moment, while Zhuang Qingping was ecstatic.

A tear slipped from the corner of Zhuang Qingping's eyes.

He was so excited, he didn't expect that in the end, the master would not abandon the Hanshan faction!
"Your Majesty, hurry up! You are no match for all of them," Zhuang Qingping shouted, and pulled out the sword from his waist, "I'm here to buy you some time, Your Majesty, hurry up!"

"I came here to protect the Hanshan faction." Ye Qinghan said word by word.

There was a frightening coercion exuding from him, which made the eight heads tremble a little, and a sense of surrender rose from the bottom of their hearts.

But they quickly suppressed this feeling, and the head of the Yuyan faction said: "It seems that Zhuang Qingping gave the fragments of the secret book to his master. We have been forcing The wrong person! This young man, as long as you hand over the fragments of the secret book, we will spare you!"

"Forgive me? You don't have the qualifications yet!" Ye Qinghan narrowed his eyes.

"Presumptuous!" The head of the Yuyan faction was furious, "I don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth! Then let me first experience your kung fu, and see what you are capable of, and become the master of the Hanshan faction!"

"It's too boring just to compete in martial arts," Ye Qinghan said calmly, "How about adding a bet?"

"What do you want to bet on?" the head of the Yuyan faction asked proudly.

She didn't believe it, with her 30 years of internal strength, she still couldn't beat a brat?
"If you win, I will recognize you as the master, and Hanshan will send me to give it to you." Ye Qinghan raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes slightly cold, "If I win, you will recognize me as the master, and Yuyan will send you to give it to me with both hands." ! Masters, any of you who want to get the Hanshan faction can make a bet with me!"

Zhuang Qingping's face changed drastically, is this mad, my lord?How could he beat eight masters by himself?
Or is he going to take this opportunity to sell the Hanshan faction to save his life?

This is not right, if the Lord wants to save his life, he can go away a few days ago and never return, so why come to save him from the fire and water at the critical moment of his humiliation?

"Are you telling the truth?" Several heads asked in disbelief.

"Really." Ye Qinghan said firmly.

"Haha, then you are doomed!" The head of the Qinghu faction stroked his beard, "We can become the head of a faction, of course we are not people who eat nothing, one fights eight, or a wheel battle, are you joking? ?”

"That's right, you're afraid that you can't even beat us alone," the head of the Yunling faction sneered, "You really think that you are Ren Tianxing, who can ignore the barriers of internal strength when you are in your teens and 20s, and beat all the invincible hands in the rivers and lakes Yet?"

"Then come!" Ye Qinghan couldn't hear much emotion in his voice, he was like a towering mountain, despite the wind from east to west, north and south, he still remained motionless.

The head of the Yuyan Sect ordered his own disciples to bring a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, write down a betting agreement, and read it to everyone.

Everyone had no objection to the content of the betting contract. Then, the disciple of the sect master wrote nine copies of the betting contract, and asked Ye Qinghan and the eight sect masters to press their fingerprints respectively, and each took one copy.

After the head of the Yuyan faction accepted the betting contract, he couldn't wait to say to Ye Qinghan: "Come on! Let me experience the skills of your junior! Let's see what qualifications you have to become Zhuang Qingping's master!"

The weapon of the head of the Yuyan faction is a sky silk floating dust, each thread of the floating dust is very sharp, comparable to the edge of a blade.

She took a step forward, and without being polite to Ye Qinghan, she directly threw the floating dust over.

The strong wind carried in the floating dust caused the surrounding leaves to fall down one after another as if they had been cut off.

However, the next moment, her floating dust was picked up.

And her body flew to the opposite place to the floating dust, and fell heavily on the ground.

There was a sunken sword mark on the clothes on her chest.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, Ye Qinghan's sword was not out of its sheath, but she was seriously injured.

The head of the Yuyan faction struggled to get up, eyes full of horror: "Forty years of internal strength? How is this possible?"

(End of this chapter)