The chivalrous spirit is fickle

In the room, wind rose without warning, blowing Shen Yue's long hair. Shi Gu was tidying up the chairs at the moment and did not notice anything unusual.

Shen Yue turned around slowly, but her eyes seemed like a different person. She looked at Shi Gu, but she was looking at the black gown on Shi Gu.

"It seems that the clothes I made still fit well."

The tone was light and seemed to contain countless joy and relief. This familiar tone made Shi Gu's body tremble. He turned around abruptly and looked at Shen Yue.

The breeze dissipated, and the long black hair fell again. Shen Yue looked confused, as if she didn't know why she turned around.

Shi Gu felt lost, as if something was missing in his heart, but when he saw Shen Yue's silly look, the emptiness in his heart was quickly filled again.

"Girl, what are you standing there for?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Yue suddenly woke up, turned around and left, but after turning around, Shen Yue's expression became extremely interesting.

No one knew that at this moment there was a voice whispering in Shen Yue's ear in a bewitching voice.

"Xiao Shenyue, work harder and don't let the good things go to outsiders."

"How can I let my good apprentice, who I have taught, give away his wealth to others?"

Chapter 40: Martial Arts Conference (I)

At noon that day, Shi Gu sat bored in front of the window, as if waiting for something. He held a pen in his hand and wrote casually on a piece of paper. When he realized it, he saw the word "Luofu" written all over the paper.

Shi Gu's expression darkened. He looked at the densely packed names on the paper, quietly crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the corner. He leaned against the window, closed his eyes, and was as quiet as a mute.

Master, she has been dead for two hundred years. No matter how you write her name, there will never be another Luofu in this world.

He still remembered that after Luofu died, he went to a very far place, trying to find the legendary method that could bring the dead back to life. But when he finally found that method, he discovered that even if he resurrected his master, he was just a fake, a fake person.

The real Luofu died more than two hundred years ago. She died silently for the so-called great cause and for the people of the world.

Shi Gu leaned against the window, looking downstairs in an attempt to put those memories aside, but he saw a long bridge across the green water. On the bridge were several pairs of young men and women, talking and laughing.

Under the sad bridge, the spring waves were green, and it was once a shocking photo.

Looking at those young men and women, Shi Gu felt even more depressed. He had never felt that there was any romantic relationship between him and his master, but at this moment, looking at those young men and women, his heart was filled with boredom.

So anger rose in his heart and evil thoughts came to his mind. Shi Gu immediately took out a pill and pointed it at the man and woman under the bridge.

When Shi Gu was learning alchemy, he always had some fantastic ideas, and what's more, he was a man who dared to think and do.

For example, he had thought that in a critical moment, if he wanted to give healing pills to the injured, but if the distance was too far, it might delay the opportunity.

If the pill could be made to explode after being thrown, turning into a medicinal mist, wouldn't it be possible for the injured to absorb the mist and be healed directly?

After many attempts, Shi Gu finally made a pill that could directly explode and turn into medicinal mist, but this pill inherited the common side effects of Shi Gu's alchemy.

After the medicinal mist explodes, it can indeed heal the wounded, but at the same time, the medicinal mist also has a vomiting effect.

Although the medicinal mist does not smell bad, anyone who smells it will immediately vomit continuously, so a good healing pill becomes a vomiting pill.

Shi Gu targeted those pairs of young men and women, thinking that he would break up as many couples as possible. After all, if love could be broken up because of vomiting, it was obviously not true love.

Just at this moment, a black light flashed past and shot straight towards him. Shi Gu grabbed the black light with his backhand and looked carefully. It turned out that Shasheng had returned.

There was a letter attached to the killing knife, and it was written in Foye's handwriting. The reply had arrived.

Shi Gu sighed, and stopped trying to separate the couple on the bridge. He put away the killing, spread out the letter, and read it carefully.

Master Foye had a beautiful handwriting that looked very vigorous and majestic. In the letter, he told Shigu that he was ready and would rush to Huiyin City immediately if he noticed anything wrong.

For Foye, who was in the Xiantian realm, Huiyin City, which took four days to reach by boat, was just a front yard that could be reached in a moment.

However, Master Foye could not let go of the ancient city. He felt that the place where the zombies were resurrected might be in the ancient city, so he would not come until the last moment.

Secondly, Master Foye asked Shigu in the letter that some silver was lost from his Buddhist temple and he wondered if Shigu had any clue.

When Shi Gu saw this, he tore up the letter directly. The old monk was asking Shi Gu what he had stolen and was simply accusing a good person.

The letter was torn into pieces by Shi Gu. He waved his hand back and a ball of black flame burned past, completely burning the pieces of the letter into ashes.

Then, Shi Gu stuck his head out of the window again, but saw that the young men and women were nowhere to be seen.

Shi Gu closed the window with a disappointed look on his face, and stood up to see if his two disciples were preparing anything for the martial arts conference.

In Su Xue and Shen Yue's room, both of them were lying on the table, drawing something on paper with pens. When Shi Gu entered the room, Shen Yue seemed to be startled and buried her head even lower.

Su Xue frowned, staring at the white paper, her face full of worry.

Shi Gu came forward and took a look at Shen Yue's painting first. He saw that Shen Yue's painting was a picture of a beauty. It was lifelike and actually quite well painted. Shi Gu nodded slightly. With this level of painting, there would be no problem in getting the qualification.

Thinking of this, Shi Gu turned to look at Su Xue's painting again. Then he frowned, looked at the pitch-black painting, turned to Su Xue and asked.

"Are you looking at the strange rock picture? Isn't this topic a bit too difficult?"

Hearing this, Su Xue's face turned red with shame, and she threw herself on the painting and said fiercely.

"Master, you are not allowed to look at it."

Shi Gu was startled, then reacted and asked.

"You didn't draw a strange rock? Then what did you draw?"

Su Xue blushed and refused to answer the question, but Shen Yue on the side added insult to injury.

"Master, Xiaoxue drew you."

"..."

Shi Gu thought of the strange look he had just seen and the corners of his mouth twitched. No wonder Su Xue refused to show it to others. Even Shi Gu himself would be embarrassed to show others the picture of a man painted like that.

"No, you are the daughter of the Hundred Tribulations Sect. Haven't you ever learned music, chess, calligraphy, or painting?"

Su Xue crumpled the painting into a ball in shame, then looked at Shi Gu and said.

"My father loved me very much and found many teachers for me to learn from since I was young, such as music, chess, calligraphy and painting."

Shi Gu nodded. This was as it should be. The children of a big sect did not have to be proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but they must not be completely ignorant, otherwise they would be laughed at.

"Since you have learned it, why do you draw such a character?"

Hearing this, Su Xue emphasized again with some pride.

"My father loves me very much."

"I know that, and then what?"

"Then I didn't want to learn these things, so my father didn't force me to continue learning them."

"..."

Shi Gu's face was filled with black lines. He finally understood what it meant to spoil a child as if he were killed. But for now, he still had to let Su Xue get the qualification to participate in the Martial Arts Conference.

"You can't draw, so what instrument can you play?"

Su Xue thought for a moment and then asked.

"I can play the suona... does that count?"

Shi Gu's face darkened, he reached out and grabbed Su Xue's ear, saying angrily.

"...No, it's fine if you can't play the piano, but why can you play the suona?"

"What's wrong with you, girl? Whose daughter is playing the suona?"

Su Xue covered her ears and begged for mercy, explaining.

"When I was a kid, I thought suona was very festive, so I found someone to learn it from."

Shi Gu let go of Su Xue's ear, sighed, and asked again.

"What about chess? You know how to play chess, right?"

Su Xue covered her ears and nodded repeatedly, saying.

"It will go down, it will go down."

At this time, Shen Yue on the side came to spoil the fun.

"Xiaoxue is a terrible chess player. Master, don't expect her to win at chess."

Upon hearing this, Su Xue glared at Shen Yue angrily and said angrily.

"No loyalty!"

Shi Gu felt despair when he heard this. He waved his hand and said to Su Xue.

"It's hopeless. You can just watch the fun at this martial arts convention."

Chapter 41: Martial Arts Conference (Part 2)

At sunset, at Tianshui Tower.

Tianshui Tower is not far from the inn where Shigu lives, but it is the largest and most imposing inn in Huiyin City. The owner of the inn is from Zongming Mansion. In the past, relying on the power of Zongming Mansion, there are many rules in the inn.

But more than a year ago, the Zongming Mansion suddenly declined, and many of its industries were divided up by other sects. This Tianshui Tower also became the property of the Yulin League.

On that day, the disciple of Zong Mingfu in Tianshui Tower clamored that if anyone wanted to take over Tianshui Tower, they had to step over his dead body. Sure enough, after that day, no one had ever seen the disciple of Zong Mingfu again.

There was just one more body sunk under the sea at the dock.

Such blatant robbery was not glorious. If it had happened under normal circumstances, the other four major sects would have inevitably caused trouble for the Yulin League, but that time the other four major sects actually acquiesced in this matter.

From then on, people in the martial arts world began to speculate that Zong Mingfu must have done something extraordinary that made the five major sects tacitly agree to divide it up.

Today, Tianshui Tower has become the first choice for popular contestants in this martial arts conference.

Shen Zhui from the Yulin League naturally also lived in the Tianshui Tower and was in charge of all matters of the Tianshui Tower. The sect wanted Shen Zhui to win over those young talents who had not yet joined.

This is a good job. If it fails, no one will blame Shen Zhui. After all, those people are arrogant, and it is normal to fail to win them over.

But if it is accomplished, it will be a great achievement. Shen Zhui, who is already famous, will have even more prestige in the Yulin Alliance. This is obviously paving the way for Shen Zhui to take over as the leader of the alliance.

But Shen Zhui didn't like this.

On the third floor of Tianshui Tower, Shen Zhui leaned against the window, looking down at the passers-by, his eyes full of murderous intent.

His younger brother died at the hands of Qingcheng Shigu. Now Qingcheng Shigu is in Huiyin City, but he cannot avenge his brother. This makes Shen Zhui, who has always been successful, quite angry.

As for making friends with and winning over those young talents, Shen Zhui did not do it at all. Every time Shen Zhui thought of this, he couldn't help but sneer.

Is there any value in winning over these trash?

Who among them can defeat me? Who among them can compare to me?

They are just a bunch of mediocre and useless people. Why should we try to win them over? It is better to ask them how dare they pretend to be geniuses in front of us.

Shen Zhui thought with disdain. In his eyes, none of those people were worthy of his attention.

From childhood to adulthood, everything that happened around him told him that he was a child of destiny and was born extraordinary.

His childhood playmate is now just a servant sweeping the floor in the Yulin League. His senior brother who taught him when he was a teenager now needs to bow to him respectfully.

He could take at will the elixirs that other people would never get in their entire lives, and the beautiful women would also take off their clothes and lie on his bed.

From childhood to adulthood, Shen Zhui could get whatever he wanted.

In his eyes, power, status, and beauty are all things that can be easily obtained. Even if it is a martial realm that is difficult for others to break through, he can break it at will.

He was the youngest eighth-rank warrior, and he reached the eighth rank even faster than the demon cult leader who was said to be the strongest in the world.

Shen Zhui is such a person. People only say that he is as gentle as jade, but only the disciples and elders of Yulin League know what kind of contempt and brutality is hidden under that gentle appearance.

Precisely because I look down on you, I am willing to give you a leg and be more polite to you. This is the kindness of the strong to the weak, but it is also true arrogance.

"Mr. Shen Zhui."

Suddenly a soft call was heard, Shen Zhui turned around and saw a beautiful woman in a green dress walking towards him leisurely, smiling sweetly, not hiding her intention to please him.

After thinking for a moment, Shen Zhui still couldn't remember the woman's name, but he didn't care. He often met beauties like this who came to him on their own initiative.

"Have we ever met this girl before?"

Shen Zhui hid his contempt, clasped his fists and bowed to the woman in the green skirt, and asked his question in a gentle voice.

Hearing this, the woman in the green skirt smiled charmingly, lowered her head slightly, and took out a piece of jade from her hand. The jade was carved into the shape of a token with a tiger engraved on it.

Shen Zhui looked at the jade token and his eyes changed. This was the exclusive token of the Yulin League. The most important thing was that this jade token was only owned by the three elders of the Yulin League.

The three elders hold extremely high positions in the Yulin League. Even the leader has to consider their face, not to mention Shen Zhui, who is not even the leader's disciple.

The woman in the green skirt laughed softly, but lowered her voice and asked slowly.