Hidden Blade Chapter 119: Dialogue
When Xu Han was a beggar, he heard such a sentence.
The emperor committed the same crime as the common people.
Even Xu Han, who is still a beggar, has always sneered at this sentence. It's not that he has understood any major principles since then. Rather, the essence of this sentence is to say that everyone is equal in the world.
But if everyone is equal, how can Xu Han be a beggar?
So Xu Han doesn't believe this.
And most people in the world don’t believe this.
But again, no matter how ridiculous the truth, there is no shortage of people who believe in it.
Song Yueming, for example, is such a person.
Before Xu Han knew Song Yueming for people like , he felt very sad.
But after he met Song Yueming, he felt that such a person is very cute.
Song Yueming is indeed such a person.
He is stubborn and convinced that there is a clear distinction between what is right and what is wrong in the world, and that the good and evil of human beings are like the white blue fly.
's stubbornness is almost to the point where Xu Han can't bear to expose it.
may also be the case, which has just led to today’s bitter fruit.
Song Yueming's words fell, and the noisy crowd fell silent.
Xu Han looked at the boy covered in blood, his pupils suddenly dilated. He didn't expect Song Yueming to say such things and do such things.
Division blank is a fairy! How could he be able to take it down with just a few words like this?
"Elders and deacons, brothers and sisters, think about it!"
"Linglong Pavilion Lizong's ancestral training, think about the strange things in the door since practicing that swordsmanship. These are all things that are in front of you. Song's words are true. I believe you are in the sword. Those who are accomplished above can also see the weirdness of the sword art. Can Elder Sikong fail to see these?" It is a pity that Song Yueming was unaware of Xu Han's thoughts. He looked at the people present and said loudly. road.
his expression was anxious and his voice was high-pitched.
Everyone present finally recovered from his remarks, and the crowd became noisy again.
They started whispering and whispering.
About the weird swordsmanship, such remarks have spread among the disciples more than once these days, but most people are still skeptical about it. This is not that they are stupid, but that most people still subconsciously think that there is no reason for them to be harmed by the blank space.
And those abnormalities such as trance after practicing the sword tactics were also said to be normal reactions under the deliberate control.
But when Song Yueming put this statement on Ming, it naturally aroused panic in the hearts of most of the disciples present.
Song Yueming smiled with joy when everyone responded like this.
, but never noticed the deeply frowned brows of Xu Han and Long Congyun.
They knew very well that everything Song Yueming did was in vain. Such remarks alone could not solve Linglong Pavilion's current situation, and it would bring Song Yueming herself an unimaginable disaster.
Song Yueming could not think of this. He opened his mouth and continued: "Furthermore, you can imagine whether you will often feel pain at the acupoints of Shenquan, Yougu, and Eagle Gate after practicing that sword? A sense of trance? These are the hidden dangers that normal swordsmanship can bring?"
When said these words, the whispers among the disciples became a little louder. Indeed, as Song Yueming said, after practicing the sword art, they often felt this way. p "That is caused by the contradiction in the practice of sword tactics. If things go on like this, the practitioners will be swallowed up by the sword tactics, and those mad teachers and disciples are the best evidence!"
Song Yue's words were scorching, and the panic in the crowd grew stronger as he said.
But Xu Han's heart was shocked when he heard this, and his eyes on Song Yueming became gloomy at that time.
Song Yueming was able to avoid the practice of the sword art because Xu Han saw the weirdness of the sword art, and Xu Han could see the weirdness of the sword art because he had been taught by several swordsman masters one after another.
is so, because his realm is too low, he can only see the strangeness of the sword art, but it is difficult to tell the root of it, and it is impossible to accurately infer what will happen after practicing this sword art. Abnormality.
But Song Yueming was talking about it, and looking at the expressions on the faces of many disciples, it was obvious that Song Yueming not only said it, but also seemed to say it very accurately.
Song Yueming’s skills Xu Han knows very well, he is determined to be unable to do this based on his realm.
And there must be someone else who let him know about this, and that person is probably the key to Song Yueming's idea of ringing the Xuanlong Bell.
Thinking of this, Xu Han's eyes grew gloomy.
Looking at the entire Linglong Pavilion, the person who can infer the abnormalities brought about after practicing through simple swordsmanship. It seems that apart from Si Bai, there is only the master of kendo who is comparable to an immortal.
But what is he doing this for? He should know that Song Yueming did nothing to help.
"Think carefully, everyone" Song Yueming was already talking aloud on the high platform, but Xu Han's heart was in a mess at that time, and he had no time to listen to Song Yueming's words.
What he cares more about is what the person who made Song Yueming do is thinking, and what is the purpose? And is Song Yueming his chess piece to turn things around, or a sacrifice to lead the snake out of the hole?
"Have you said enough?"
And just as Song Yueming was eloquent and Xu Han frowned, a deep and cold voice suddenly came from all directions, straight into the ears of everyone present.
Then, a black figure passed through the crowd so fast that it could barely catch a trace, and appeared in front of Song Yueming like a ghost.
The dark and gloomy aura rippled around the black figure at that moment. It seemed that the temperature of the entire mountain gate had dropped by a few points since the moment he appeared.
The figure was wearing a black robe, with white hair dangled indiscriminately. The breath on his face was grotesque, but his lips were as red as blood.
is Secretary blank!
Xu Han's heart trembled. Since the last time he met in Jishifu, there are only a few daylight scenes, but the blank space in front of him almost made him unable to recognize.
He was like a different person, and his breath was abnormally cold, like an evil spirit.
"I ask you, is that enough?" Si blank space looked at Song Yueming, and his deep voice sounded again.
Everyone on the field fell silent again. The sudden appearance of Si Baikong and his strange appearance at this moment shocked the hearts of everyone present, and fell silent for a while.
Song Yue obviously did the same.
He was stunned and looked at the old man in front of him for a long time, and then he came back to his senses, but perhaps because he was so close to him, he opened his mouth at that time, only to find that his upper and lower gums looked like He usually trembled back and forth when he lost control. At that time, he couldn't say a word for a long while. Song Yueming's appearance fell in Si Baiguang's eyes. The old man in a black robe raised his brows at that time, and he seemed to enjoy Song Yueming's fearful appearance.
Therefore, he didn't speak, but the cold breath from all over his body poured out frantically, and went straight to Song Yueming.
He knew very well that he couldn't bear such power with the determination of this young man's three-dimensional realm. He waited to see him kneeling down and begging for mercy.
Song Yueming had suffered a lot from the previous conflicts. At this moment, under the cold and cold atmosphere of Si blank, her face turned white, and her body began to tremble involuntarily.
Xu Han and the others probably guessed Song Yueming’s state at the moment when they saw it. They wanted to rescue him, but an immortal lay between the two, they couldn’t use even half of his coercion. the power of.
As the spectator Long Congyun looked for Weiwei hesitated, he took a step forward and prepared to say something.
"No!" But at this moment, the pale Song Yueming suddenly said again.
These two simple words, he said with great difficulty. The voice seemed to be squeezed from his throat with all his strength. The young man's gaze also looked straight at the old man in front of him at that time, his gaze resolutely, like a long knife out of its sheath, and a sharp arrow from the string.
"Huh?" A look of surprise appeared on Si Bailan's face. How could he never imagine that under his coercion, this young man with a cultivation level of the Three Element Realm could still produce the power to speak.
"The disciple said, the disciple didn't say enough." This time, Song Yueming straightened her waist and her voice became much smoother. He said so, and his clear voice swayed~IndoMTL.com~ It seemed that at that moment. Dispelled a little bit of cold radiating from Si Baikong's whole body.
When Si blank heard the words, his cold eyes narrowed, and the cold light flashed inside.
"Really, it's a pity that no matter how much you say, it's useless. Look at them, who will they choose to believe between you and me?" Si blank space said, and then he looked around at the surroundings. Disciple, "Which one of you believes in him? From today onwards, you don't need to practice that sword tactic, come, stand up!"
Si blank space asked so loudly to everyone, but under the glance of his cold eyes, everyone bowed their heads and remained silent.
Obviously, compared to the suspicion of that sword art, the people present are more afraid of the consequences of disobeying this supreme elder.
Si blank space was very satisfied with everyone's attitude, he immediately turned his head and looked at Song Yueming.
"Boy, I don't know where you heard the nonsense, but what the old man paid for Linglong Pavilion is far from what you can imagine."
"Linglong Pavilion will not perish, let alone go astray."
"As long as you believe me, Linglong Pavilion will only go further!"
Shi blank said, the look between his brows became frenzied at that time. His eyes were burning with a raging flame, and his expression yearning, as if he had seen the further future in his mouth.
But the young man was unmoved.
He looked at Si Bailan in front of him, and his clear eyes showed pity.
"Uncle Master, don’t you understand?"
"No one will believe a madman"
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"I'm just afraid of you"