Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Chapter 322 Encounter

Wu Feipeng led the two disciples who were not separated and groped forward. A flash of red appeared on the mirror at the corner. His eyes flickered slightly and his nerves tensed.

When the figure appeared, Wu Feipeng's pupils suddenly shrank, his brows furrowed, and he drew out his sword without hesitation.

The sword was unsheathed, bringing out a hint of cold light, the blade cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, the muscles in his arm were tense, the hand holding the sword was as steady as an old pine tree root, the whole person was like a cheetah ready to pounce, emitting a cold and murderous aura.

This sword, with the force of breaking the wind, as if it was wrapped in a tremendous force, stabbed towards the flashing red. The sword body was wrapped in a sharp sword energy, and drew a sharp arc in the air. The air was cut by the sharp blade, and a trace of chill seemed to condense, making a "hissing" sound, vibrating and humming.

The sound of weapons colliding suddenly rang out, crisp and sharp, causing invisible ripples.

......

Qin Xiao was dragging a few "burdens" who had escaped death and were rescued by him. He asked them to help each other, and he walked in front with light but quick steps. When he turned the corner, he saw a figure in the mirror, and he squinted his eyes and quickened his pace. His hand was already on the hilt of the sword. He had no idea that danger was coming quietly, much earlier than he expected.

When the fierce sword energy came towards him, he instinctively dodged sideways and subconsciously raised his magic sword to block it. He exerted all his strength and moved fiercely. In a flash, he even thought of a fatal counterattack.

With a loud "clang" sound, the two swords collided at the corner, sparks flew, and the powerful impact force made Qin Xiao's arm numb - the person who attacked was very strong and had some experience, and he went straight for his vital points. If he underestimated the enemy, his sword would be knocked away and he would be at the mercy of others.

However, Qin Xiao was only slightly surprised, and his sword was still firmly held in his hand. Even when the opponent's sword tip was almost touching his face, he did not change his expression. Instead, the disciple following behind him was so scared that his face turned pale.

He looked up and saw Wu Feipeng's face full of vigilance. The other party's gentle appearance had completely disappeared, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. The disciples beside him were also on the verge of fighting, with their swords drawn.

"So it's Fellow Daoist Qin? I was a little impatient just now. I hope you're not hurt? Don't blame me."

After meeting Qin Xiao's face, the murderous intent in Wu Feipeng's eyes quickly receded like a tide. His thin lips, which had been tightly pursed, loosened slightly, and the corners of his tense mouth slowly rose, revealing a smile of relief. His stern face, as if brushed by a spring breeze, instantly became gentle.

His expression changed so quickly that the corner of Qin Xiao's mouth twitched slightly - if he hadn't been the one who was almost stabbed to death just now, he would have been moved.

"No problem." If it were someone else, after their head was chopped off, how could they stand here and listen to your apology?

Qin Xiao couldn't help but said: "You're using a killing move right at us. What if you hurt one of our own by mistake?" And seeing that it was him, he didn't hold back much strength. The kid was quite strong, and his palms were still a little numb.

Wu Feipeng didn't want to, and his smile remained unchanged: "Didn't Fellow Daoist Qin say that we would know the truth after a few moves?"

Qin Xiao, who was stabbed by his own boomerang: “…” So… you still have a good memory?

"But although you look young, you have a very good foundation and are talented."

The disciple of the Guizheng Division reminded in a low voice: "He is a disciple of the Heavenly Spiritual Root of the Wenxian Sect."

Qin Xiao raised his eyebrows: "So you are the one with the Heavenly Spiritual Root?"

Wu Feipeng was very modest: "It's just a compliment from everyone."

"Then you should be in the main peak of the sect master's sect. Why did you come to the Discipline Hall? It's a thankless job. In addition to training, you have to take care of other trivial matters."

Wu Feipeng from the Discipline Hall was not happy with this.

"That's wrong. The path of cultivation is all about one's mind. I came to the Discipline Hall not to be a pushover, but because I know that strict rules are the foundation of a sect. Managing the disciples' trivial matters may seem complicated, but it actually helps sharpen my mind and help me realize the true meaning of cultivation. It's definitely not a thankless task."

Qin Xiao was stunned. He looked at Wu Feipeng as if he was looking at a poor kid who was persecuted by a pyramid scheme: Is the brainwashing in the Discipline Hall of the Wenxian Sect so good? How come he didn't know that the executioners of these sects were doing such noble things?

“Besides, I came here for Senior Brother Lu from the Discipline Hall. Senior Brother Lu is strict with himself but lenient with others. He is meticulous in observing the disciplines, but he can also give sincere instructions to his disciples when they make mistakes and guide them onto the right path.

Senior Brother Lu is fair and just, and is not swayed by power. In Senior Brother Lu, I see the responsibility and perseverance that a practitioner should have. It is my honor to be able to learn from him and take Senior Brother Lu as a role model. In the Discipline Hall, I cultivate not only magic, but also a fair, selfless, and tolerant heart...”

After these words were spoken, not only were the disciples of the Discipline Department frightened, thinking that the person who was "brainwashed" by the Discipline Hall was an important figure, but the faces of the disciples of the Discipline Hall also became strange.

The disciples of the Discipline Hall were ashamed: Has Hongyu written too many reports recently? His speech is full of templates...

"Now that things have come to this, let's find someone first." Qin Xiao chose to change the subject - after hearing the latter part, he felt his mind was full of "Senior Brother Lu".

When the deer hears the sound of the Sheng, they are so terrified.

Lu Wensheng, who rushed to Misty Mountain because of something unusual: "Ah, cut!" Who is talking about him?

......

Duan Jiashu felt that he was unlucky as he was separated and could only grope along the mirror.

There are interlaced mirrors all around, and with every step I take, countless copies of myself overlap and extend beside me...

The light in his hand was dim and reflected strange light and shadows on the mirror, making the figure reflected in the mirror sometimes clear and sometimes blurry.

"Da da da--"

The sound of footsteps behind me amplified the uneasiness in the silence.

Duan Jiashu's heart suddenly hung in his throat. His right hand quietly reached to his waist. He slowed down his breathing and tensed all the muscles in his body.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and each one seemed to be stepping on his heartbeat. At the moment when the other party was about to get close, Duan Jiashu suddenly turned around, and the talisman in his hand was swung out with a fierce gust of wind, and the air seemed to be filled with a tearing sound.

However, his action came to an abrupt halt midway.

A hand reached out like a ghost and accurately grabbed his wrist with a backhand. The force was so great that he could not break free at all. Then, a warm body pressed against his back, and the other person seemed to be close to his ear and chuckled.

He didn't know if it was his illusion, but the fingertips of the person behind him seemed to be caressing the palm of his hand, which made Duan Jiashu feel uncomfortable all over and almost jumped up.

"Brother, it's me."

Duan Jiashu saw the person clearly through the mirror: "Wu Feipeng?"