I will Bury the Gods Chapter 20: : Challenge

Lin Shouxi came to his new room.

Although the new room was small, it did not have the pungent musty smell, the soaked wooden cabinets, or the creaking bed when he sat on it. He was generally satisfied with all of this.

In the quiet night, Lin Shouxi thought about what happened during the day.

Master Yun and the division of realms they talked about, the demon-killing courtyard and the tall and thick white wall beside it, the selected sword scriptures and swords, the strange heart demon entangled in chains...

In the past, he always thought that the so-called inner demon was a deteriorating obsession in his heart. He never thought that this thing could evolve into a real ghost.

'Do I also have demons...'

Lin Shouxi pressed his chest, thinking.

His injuries have healed, his true qi is flowing unimpeded in his body, and his realm has returned to its peak, but he also knows that instead of being ignored by Master Yun, he is suspected instead, so he is not in a hurry to test his realm , to prevent being seen by eyes in dark places.

It may be the best chance to go to Niechi in a few days to clear away the evil spirits.

Without thinking too much, he took out the sword scripture from his pocket.

Each boy who took away the sword scriptures had only three days to recite them.

He spread the sword scriptures on his knees, but his eyes were not glued to the pages of the book, but scattered in a daze.

He began to recall all the sword scriptures he had read today.

It is impossible to memorize all the sword scriptures from memory alone, but after reading dozens of sword scriptures, he sorted out a thread, a thread that the Wu family's swordsmanship is ever-changing and inseparable from its origin.

The hundreds of sword scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion are all derived from this vein.

If there is enough time, he can even follow this thread and reversely deduce all the sword scriptures of the Wu family.

But he has no time.

Lin Shouxi recalled briefly, and gently stroked his fingers in his sleeves.

Someone is coming.

Still walking silently, the girl in the snow-haired green skirt seemed to be the moonlight flowing through the gap, she was wearing a black cloak, and she appeared in front of him unconsciously, with a smile on her face.

She is here to learn the remaining three moves.

"Is anyone peeking?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Brother, don't worry, I was very careful when I came."

Xiaohe took off her black cloak, tiptoed to hang it on the window, she turned around deftly, picked up the book on Lin Shouxi's lap, glanced at the cover, and frowned slightly.

"Lijiajian Yushu? What do you think of this kind of thing?"

"Because this book is relatively new, I picked it." Lin Shouxi said.

"Of course it's new, because no one knows how to practice it. This kind of swordsmanship that focuses on defense is not popular." Xiaohe said.

"Master entrusted the sect to me, of course I want to live as well as possible." Lin Shouxi said seriously.

"Blindly defending will not end well." Xiaohe said: "The best defense is always to kill the enemy."

"It's okay, I've chosen everything, it's a waste if I don't practice." Lin Shouxi said with a light smile.

"Hmph, then you can practice your turtle defense skills, don't listen to your junior sister, see you on the road to Huangquan."

Xiaohe's words were harsh, but a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.

As always, she sat down beside him and healed his wounds.

After healed, Lin Shouxi began to teach Xiaohe Jianjing heart method.

The two communicated with voices that only each other could hear clearly. Lin Shouxi imitated sword gestures with his fingers, and Xiaohe listened attentively.

By the time the lecture was over, it was already three o'clock at night.

Xiaohe heaved a long sigh of relief, contented. She bowed her knees and thanked her senior brother.

Lin Shouxi nodded and said, "It's so late tonight, junior sister, don't go back, we might as well stay here..."

"What?" Xiaohe was surprised and interrupted: "Although I understand that brother wants to revitalize the sect, but this...will it be faster?"

Lin Shouxi was silent for a while before continuing: "We might as well stay here and review the first nine moves."

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"No need, junior sister remembers clearly."

Xiaohe ran out shyly.

Lin Shouxi only woke up after sleeping for two hours.

When he opened the door and walked out, many teenagers in taupe clothes had already gathered in the yard.

Vice President Sun stood in front of them. Although he was much shorter than them, his strange aura could be felt through the crowd.

Lin Shouxi, Xiaohe, Ji Luoyang, and Wang Erguan went out one after another and merged into the queue.

"Brother, why is your face so pale?" Xiaohe asked.

Lin Shouxi touched his cheek. He did feel a little weak today, but he didn't take it too seriously.

"Maybe I haven't had a good rest." He said.

Xiaohe showed a guilty look.

The disciples of the Demon Killing Academy were all wearing dark clothes, and their white daoist robes looked dazzling. Deputy Sun called an old woman and gave them black clothes to change into.

This is a powerful outfit suitable for action and fighting.

The Demon Killing Institute is not strict. Except for the morning training organized by Deputy Institute Sun every morning, they practice by themselves at other times. Disciples can compete with each other, but they must obtain the consent of the other party, and no one is allowed to die .

Lin Shouxi wanted to find some disciples to ask more about the situation, but these disciples were not friendly to these strange disciples, especially after Vice President Sun gave them a set of black clothes, many disciples looked at him. The eyes that came over were full of jealousy.

Black symbolizes nobility in the Demon Killing Academy, and only the top three masters on the Demon Killing List should wear it.

Knowing this, Lin Shouxi immediately realized that Vice President Sun gave them this set of clothes not because he valued them so much, but because he wanted them to be the real target of public criticism.

Sure enough, their names soon appeared on the demon killing list.

Most of the disciples in the Demon Killing Academy are boys and girls under the age of eighteen. Although they have all honed their killer skills, many of them have not yet succeeded in concentrating pills in terms of realm.

Lin Shouxi also realized more and more the meaning of "lucky person" in Bai Yun's mouth.

Ten days of hard work surpassed others' years of penance, which is something that most ordinary ascetics cannot understand and accept.

On the new demon killing list, the names of Wang Erguan and Ji Luoyang appeared in fourth and fifth respectively, Xiaohe's name appeared in seventh, and Lin Shouxi's name appeared in seventeenth.

There are a total of thirty people in the courtyard.

"Are you satisfied with this ranking?"

While Lin Shouxi was reading the list, a young man in gray clothes came to him and asked coldly.

"Not satisfied." Lin Shouxi shook his head.

"I know that you are all God's chosen ones, all of you are proud and arrogant, but this ranking is already very good for you." The boy said: "The sixteen people before you have all successfully condensed pills, and in the future Among the Condensing Pills, Vice President Sun has given you the highest position, of course, you may not be worthy of it."

Lin Shouxi did not speak.

He was not dissatisfied with his ranking, he just felt that Xiaohe's ranking should not be so low.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the gray-clothed boy crossed his sword and stopped in front of him.

"As long as you want, the demon killing list can be rewritten anytime and anywhere." The gray-clothed boy stared at him coldly, "I am number 13. Seventeen, as long as you beat me, you will be number thirteen. This is the rule in the courtyard."

"I'm not seventeen, my name is Lin Shouxi." Lin Shouxi replied.

The gray-clothed boy froze for a moment, and then the coldness in his eyes turned into anger.

The disciples in the Demon Killing Academy are all slaves bought by the Wu family from some remote towns. The Wu family raised them from a young age, and those who can practice are sent to the Demon Killing Academy for training, while those who cannot practice are reduced to slaves .

But even if they come to the Demon Killing Academy, they are still slaves.

Slaves do not have a name, their ranking on the demon killing list is their name, only after they rank among the top three or obtain a higher position, they will get their own name.

Lin Shouxi's words had a strong sense of irony in the ears of the gray-clothed boy.

"Here, you are Seventeen!" the boy in gray said fiercely.

"Okay."

Lin Shouxi felt that there was nothing wrong with going to the countryside to do as the Romans do. He nodded, bypassed the interception of the boy in gray, and went elsewhere.

The gray-clothed boy looked at his leaving back and frowned, thinking that even gods would be blind occasionally, otherwise how would they choose such a coward?

Lin Shouxi walked around the Demon Killing Academy.

There are three places for practice in the courtyard, one is a place for meditation and meditation, with a huge mouthless Buddha in the middle, and several iron tree spirits as living targets to help train swordsmanship, with a headless Thousand-handed Buddha in the middle, One is an ice cellar, with iron piles, mountains of knives and other objects on the ice to help train footwork, and a split-eye Buddha is placed in the middle.

During the journey, Lin Shouxi encountered several obstacles, most of whom were ranked lower than him.

In Demon Killing Academy, many people regard it as a shame to challenge someone with a lower rank than themselves.

Lin Shouxi didn't agree to anyone.

Wang Erguan and Ji Luoyang fought fiercely with others.

Wang Erguan's realm is the highest, he doesn't know how to fight, he relies on his powerful zhenqi to fight head-to-head, but it is this kind of Wang Baquan that really beats back many challengers.

Ji Luoyang's martial arts cultivation was extremely high, and those who challenged him did not taste any sweetness.

Xiaohe didn't show up all day.

After today's morning practice, she locked herself in the room and practiced the 'Bai Xue Liuyun Sword Sutra'. The disciples of the Demon Killing Academy would of course think that this is a timid and weak girl, and many people are already waiting for her to go out and take her seventh place.

Lin Shouxi walked around the Demon Killing Academy, and after memorizing all the roads and terrain, he was ready to go back to the house to meditate.

Someone blocked the door to his room.

The door blocker was dressed in brown and held a sword in his arms.

"I'm number nine on the Demon Killing List, you can call me Xiao Jiu." The brown-clothed boy said, "They always feel ashamed to challenge someone with a lower ranking. I never feel that arrogance often kills people. Especially those of us who are destined to be with the sword for life."

Lin Shouxi looked at him quietly, waiting for him to finish speaking.

The brown-clothed boy looked at him and continued, "In a real life-and-death fight, realm is not that important. You are good-looking, so I won't think you are an embroidered pillow because of that. Let's fight. If you don't answer, I will stand at the door and not leave."

The boy who called himself Xiao Jiu spoke loudly.

In the Demon Killing Academy, many people gathered and looked at them with great interest. Many people started booing, and their words were not lacking in humiliation.

Listening to those words that mocked and insulted him, Lin Shouxi didn't feel any disturbance in his heart.

The reason why he didn't accept their challenge before was because he always felt that someone was staring at him. That person might be Vice President Sun or Master Yun.

They never let go of their doubts about themselves.

But now, he suddenly realized that blindly retreating may actually aggravate their suspicions.

"Okay, I agree." Lin Shouxi looked at Xiao Jiu calmly and said.

Xiao Jiu was startled, then he laughed. After looking around at the crowd, he turned his gaze back to Lin Shouxi's face.

"I still have one condition." Xiao Jiu became even more serious.

"Say."

"If I win, you must take off your black clothes and give it to me in public."

Xiao Jiu grinned. He knew that the other party was in a difficult situation. If he refused now, he would suffer countless abuse and stares. But if he agreed, he would suffer even worse humiliation later.

But to Xiao Jiu's surprise, Lin Shouxi agreed after simply thinking about it.

"What if you lose?" Lin Shouxi also asked.

"What do you want?"

Xiao Jiu felt that he was pretending to hide his clumsiness to protect his face. If it was as expected, now the other party should make an extremely unreasonable request to frighten him, trying to scare him away.

But Xiao Jiu guessed wrong again.

"If you lose, don't disturb my cultivation in the future." Lin Shouxi made an extremely simple request.

"Are you serious?" Xiao Jiu thought she had heard wrong.

Lin Shouxi hummed.

"You hang around ~IndoMTL.com all day long, where does it look like you are practicing?" Xiao Jiu asked.

"You don't understand." Lin Shouxi would not explain to him.

This sentence made Xiao Jiu very angry. He took a step, and the green bricks under his feet were slightly broken, "You are looking for death..."

At this time, Wang Erguan and Ji Luoyang also gathered together, Wang Erguan was extremely excited, he raised his arms and shouted loudly: "Brother Lin, brother Luoyang and I really beat you up today!" Few people, you and us came out of the same yard anyway, don't be ashamed of yourself."

Ji Luoyang looked calm. He stared at Lin Shouxi, as if looking for clues.

The crowd moved aside, and Lin Shouxi and Xiao Jiu came to the open space in the center. The two stood facing each other, like crossbows drawn apart. The moment the tension of killing intent expanded, a discordant tone sounded suddenly.

That was the sound of the door opening.

"What are you arguing about?"

The door of Xiaohe's room was closed for a day, but it was opened at this moment. The girl was standing at the door, her green skirt had been replaced by a tight black dress. Jing was gone, and there was an unconcealable heroism in the slightly cold eyes.

The moment she appeared, the Demon Killing Academy seemed to be intimidated by her, and fell silent.

Xiaohe walked to Lin Shouxi's side in full view, raised her small face and looked at him, as if asking.

Lin Shouxi briefly explained to her what happened.

Xiaohe looked at the provocative brown-clothed boy, and said coldly, "You are not worthy."

"What did you say?" Xiao Jiu let go of the hand holding the sword, and stood solemnly.

"I said, you are not worthy to fight my brother."

Xiaohe rubbed her eyes, and spoke lazily. She raised her head slightly, looked at the boy in brown clothes who was much taller than herself, and suddenly said seriously:

"I'll come for senior brother."