Even if we meet, we should not know [old version]

Compared with Feng Zhaoming's intense emotions, Patriarch Bairen's expression has always been a bit too indifferent.

It wasn't until he heard that Feng Zhaoming wanted to "repay Master's kindness with death" that the expression of Sect Master Bairen began to change. He sneered, shook Feng Zhaoming's arm vigorously, and asked at the same time: "Do you think you will die?" , what can be changed? Feng Xianjun, do you want me to remind you—”

Sect Master Bai Ren raised his other uninjured hand, pointed at Feng Zhaoming's chest, and said unceremoniously: "Back then you clearly calculated that Qian Qing would return to Zhengyang Xianzong in a month. But you couldn't wait , I must sit on the back of Buluo Jiyuan, and go to find it myself, but it was moved to Liaojizhou, thousands of miles away."

"..."

"All of this is predestined, what can you change?" Bairen Sect Master said: "It is destined that your master will lay down his life for the common people, and you will survive. I have worked so hard to save your life. You not only I'm not grateful, but... I broke the wrist bone of my deity instead, isn't it too heartless?"

Speaking of this, Sect Master Bairen's tone softened a little. He looked at Feng Zhaoming's side face and sighed.

Sect Master Bairen raised his hand, grabbed Feng Zhaoming's sleeve, and murmured:

"...Well, let's take a step back, even if your master died, it was my fault. Xian'er, I apologize, how about it?"

Feng Zhaoming clenched his teeth, looked down at the person in front of him, and there was a strong struggling emotion in his eyes.

But soon, Feng Zhaoming shook his sleeves and shook Sect Master Bairen's hand away.

He turned around, turned his back to Sect Master Bairen, and said in a cold voice:

"Sect Master Bairen knows that he has made a mistake, so please leave Zhenhui Peak. From now on, never step on the mountain where I am stationed."

Sect Master Bairen was furious, and said, "Feng Zhaoming, have you had enough trouble?"

"..."

"Do you think I don't know? You rejected the marriage proposal of the noble Lian's family, and you also claimed that you already have a 'favorite'. You and I are in love with each other, and we should be in perfect harmony. Without this letter...Feng Zhaoming ! Do you dare to say that you don't want to marry me?"

Feng Zhaoming remained silent, his Adam's apple rolling.

After a pause, he said:

"...Bai Ren, I will never marry you."

Sect Master Bairen was furious and jumped up:

"Feng Zhaoming! Do you have to fight against me for a dead man?"

Feng Zhaoming looked at Sect Master Bai Ren fiercely, and said: "Shut up! Your teacher is so righteous, how can you allow you to talk nonsense."

"I can't keep my mouth open!" Sect Master Bairen lost control of his emotions. He rushed forward and grabbed Feng Zhaoming's collar: "Since your master is high-spirited and upright, I will definitely forgive you. Choose whoever you like in your heart." Whoever spends the rest of their lives together, he will not obstruct it. If you are worried and want to fulfill the last wish of the Immortal Lord Dongkun, the matter of having children and grandchildren... This deity can also satisfy you!"

As soon as the words came out, Sect Master Bai Ren was stunned.

He couldn't help feeling a little regretful, and looked into Feng Zhaoming's eyes anxiously.

At this moment, Sect Master Bairen and Feng Zhaoming are so close that the tips of their noses are almost touching.

So Sect Master Bai Ren could see the strong disgust in Feng Zhaoming's eyes clearly.

"..."

Sect Master Bairen let go of Feng Zhaoming's collar, took a step back, forced a smile, and said, "I... I was joking."

It is difficult for the sword beast family to reproduce, and if they want to give birth to offspring, they need to take the hearts and souls of a hundred mortals.

Hunting and killing mortals is an act of the devil, and has always been despised by righteous monks.

No wonder Feng Zhaoming showed such an expression.

Sect Master Bairen thought of this, and the worrying feeling calmed down a little.

"... There are some things that cannot be joked about."

On the top of Zhenhui Peak, Feng Zhaoming sighed inaudibly.

When he raised his eyes again, he became the leader of the desolate, lonely, indifferent fairy again.

"Sect Master Bairen... There is no possibility between you and me."

"You... go back. In the future... you don't have to see me again."

900 years of grievances and hatreds were wiped out just because of these few fluffy words.

Sect Master Bai Ren's spiritual sense carefully observed Feng Zhaoming's every move.

He suddenly discovered that Feng Zhaoming standing in front of him at this moment had changed back to the appearance when he first saw Feng Zhaoming 900 years ago.

That Immortal disciple of Zhengyang Immortal Sect had no expression on his face, and there was no wave between his brows and eyes.

It looks like a tall elm tree standing proudly on the top of a cliff or snow-capped mountain.

And I was still the remnant of the sword beast clan who was tied up and scarred.

Never catch up, never get close.

"Oh, Fengxian Jun...you want to break up with me, hello, hello!"

Sect Master Bai Ren sneered again and again, the fear deep in his heart pushed him to the extreme, he said sinisterly: "I don't know if Feng Xianjun still remembers, but in the 'Four Ways of Time' that I became famous for, the first move is called 'Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other'? After this trick, if you want to restore the shattered fragments of time, you must use my blood. But do you think that my blood essence is so useful?"

"..." Feng Zhaoming frowned, staring at Sect Master Bairen.

Sect Master Bairen looked crazy, with blue veins throbbing on his forehead: "You forced me. Feng Zhaoming, if you want Qianqing to live, you are never allowed to say goodbye to this lord, and you are never allowed to marry Lian Longyu. Don't even think about having a house full of children and grandchildren."

"..."

"If you don't listen to me, don't blame me for being ruthless. I only need to hook my fingers, and the little fairy master's head will be blown to pieces. Feng Xianjun, you love Qianqing so much, don't make fun of his life. "

Feng Zhaoming looked solemn, and looked at Sect Master Bairen with good eyesight. After hearing this, he nodded slightly, and walked towards Sect Master Bairen.

Seeing that Feng Zhaoming was getting closer and closer to Sect Master Bairen, he even raised his right hand, as if he wanted to embrace him in his arms.

Sect Master Bai Ren breathed a sigh of relief, showing a defenseless expression, and said softly: "Isn't this okay? You and I are still the same as usual. You know, I am always reluctant to force you—"

At this moment, a tearing pain came from the dantian.

Sect Master Bai Ren's eyes widened suddenly, his pupils shrank, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

In the blink of an eye, cold sweat drenched his clothes.

"you……"

Sect Master Bai Ren lowered his head in disbelief.

Seeing Feng Zhaoming's right hand forming a claw, it penetrated into the dantian of Sect Master Bai Ren.

He was holding a transparent pearl in his palm. The pearl was round and exuded majestic aura, and it was trembling violently at this moment.

But in Feng Zhaoming's hands, Baozhu has no ability to resist.

I saw the bones on the back of Feng Zhaoming's hand protruding, and with his fingers, he slowly but firmly pulled out the orb from the dantian of the Patriarch Bairen bit by bit.

This thing is the inner alchemy practiced by Sect Master Bairen.

Ordinary monks use spiritual power to practice.

But Sect Master Bairen is a man of beasts, different from ordinary monks, the foundation of his practice is an inner alchemy hidden in his dantian.

This inner alchemy is extremely important, after being caught by Feng Zhaoming, Patriarch Bairen felt an unprecedented sense of weakness.

He suddenly grabbed Feng Zhaoming's right hand that took out his inner alchemy, and gritted his teeth:

"Feng Zhaoming! How dare you... how dare you?!"

Feng Zhaoming didn't say a word, he looked coldly at Patriarch Bairen's face which suddenly changed color, and his actions were merciless.

"Ugh..."

Only the sticky sound of flesh and bones peeling off, Patriarch Bairen trembled all over his body, when the inner alchemy was completely detached from his body and was pulled out by Feng Zhaoming, Patriarch Bairen couldn't bear it anymore, and hummed in pain.

As soon as the transparent inner alchemy was stripped off, Zhenhui Peak immediately filled with a strange fragrance.

All around inside and outside, everything is silent, and there is not a single humming of birds and beasts.

Sect Master Bai Ren's face was pale, his pupils shrank, as thin as vertical needles, showing a ferocious animal appearance.

"Feng Zhaoming...! Quickly return the inner alchemy of this deity!"

Sect Master Bairen never thought that Feng Zhaoming would attack him.

It was also because he was defenseless that Feng Zhaoming dug out the inner alchemy so easily.

The orc monks whose inner alchemy has been dug out are like tying their limbs to mortals.

Sect Master Bai Ren couldn't use spells, even if he wanted to snatch it, he couldn't take back the inner alchemy.

Feng Zhaoming aimed the orb at his dantian and pressed it hard.

Baozhu trembled violently, as if she wanted to resist, but she was finally suppressed by Feng Zhaoming.

Feng Zhaoming said:

"Sect Master Bairen, for Qianqing's safety, your inner alchemy is temporarily left here with me. I will return it to you after I clear Qianqing's brain of your blood essence."

"Nonsense, you know what Neidan is to me..."

Sect Master Bairen stopped suddenly.

He looked at Feng Zhaoming coldly, and kept silent.

Of course Feng Zhaoming knew how important the inner alchemy was to Sect Master Bai Ren.

But even if he knew, he mercilessly dug out the inner alchemy from the dantian of the Patriarch Bairen.

In Feng Zhaoming's eyes, he is certainly not as good as the little fairy master.

For the safety of the little fairy lord, what is his own inner alchemy?

Sect Master Bai Ren finally figured it out, he even raised the corners of his mouth, nodded, and then took a few steps back, leaning against an old tree behind him.

At this time, the sky was bright and the sea of ​​clouds was churning.

Not far away, under Xuanxie Peak is bustling with people.

The martial arts event is about to begin.

Feng Zhaoming's expression remained unchanged, he turned and left Zhenhui Peak.

He never looked back at Bai Ren again.

Sect Master Bai Ren's face was as pale as paper, his breathing was short, and he leaned against the old tree behind him.

If not, he would have been unable to support his crumbling body.

I don't know how long it took until there was no sound around.

The blind Bairen, listening to the voice, realized that Feng Zhaoming had gone far away.

Sect Master Bairen just supported the tree trunk and tried to straighten up.

Severe pain exploded in the dantian, Bai Ren staggered, and knelt down on the ground with a clang.

Sect Master Bairen forcibly supported his body with one hand, and did not fall down on the spot.

The other severed wrist clutched his lower abdomen in embarrassment, a large amount of blood gushed out of his mouth.

"Ha ha……"

His throat was full of bloody breath, but Sect Master Bairen couldn't help laughing.

His eyes were sharp, his pupils were erect, and he carried a desperate, destructive, crazy aura that would never let it go.

Sect Master Bairen's thin body gradually curled up.

His nails cling to the sharp rocks on the top of Zhenhui Peak.

"Feng Zhaoming...hehehe..."

It is:

"With one thought of hatred, a million barriers will be opened!"

The pillar of Optimus, Zhengyang Xianzong.

At this moment, the sky breaks dawn, the stars hide and the moon hides.

Under Xuanxie Peak, millions of monks filed into the Martial Arts Hall.

Just listen to them whispering:

"Today's martial arts event officially begins."

"As we all know, the Martial Arts Festival is divided into two parts."

"The first part is the ring battle. Each continent sends five representatives to the stage, and the monks from whichever continent fights to the end will be the winner."

Having said that, one of the young monks took out a dice from his cuff.

This dice is similar to the dice used by the Four Gentlemen to draw lots before. The difference is that the six sides of the dice in the hands of the young monk are all white, without any depressions, without any color, just a white board.

"As long as you stand at the end, the five participating representatives will get five points."

The monk picked up the white board dice with his fingers and looked at it in front of his eyes: "That is to say, five red dots can be added to this dice."

"The second part is a single duel. Every time you defeat an opponent, you can add a red dot to your dice."

"Zhengyang Xianzong is the host of this martial arts event, and has the right to choose the list and order of appearance in the ring battle."

"As for the other three continents, when participating in the ring battle, they can only choose the list, but they cannot choose the order of appearance."

"Zhengyang Xianzong has an absolute home court advantage, and we don't know who will win this battle."

"..."

"..."

Not long after, in the Martial Arts Hall, millions of monks took their seats.

The audience was bustling, and the young monks were excited, eager to wait and see.

On the martial arts stage, there are two battle flags belonging to Zhengwu Continent and Wandering Kong Continent respectively.

In the first round of the arena battle, it is necessary to decide the outcome between Zhengwu Continent and Wandering Kong Continent.

The battle flags are hunting and dancing wildly in the wind.

After the monks under the stage were seated, the battle flag carved with the totems of the two continents waved.

The names of five Jindan monks were printed on the two battle flags.

Zhengwuzhou:

Pu Qingluo.

Seven wooden doors.

Ming is.

Lin Zichu.

Hope I have a thousand sunshine.

As soon as the five-person list of Zhengwuzhou was released, someone said in the audience: "Zhengyang Immortal Sect has arranged the order of the monks to appear in a very safe order. The five monks represent the strongest combat power among the monks with the Jindan cultivation base of Zhengyang Immortal Sect. Among them, Pu Qingluo Leading the charge, Lin Zichu and Wangwo Qianqing have a strong lineup."

"That's right, let's take a look at Wandering Kongzhou."

Hang Kongzhou flag:

Lou Feng Sui.

Jiangyou.

brutally.

Li Zhi.

Wu Liao.

As soon as the list came out, the audience was in an uproar.

"—— Lou Feng Sui!"

"It's really unexpected that Zhonglou Fengsui will take the lead in this ring battle."

"The first battle in the arena is very important. Winning can boost morale. But once losing, the monks behind will be under great pressure."

"Although Pu Qingluo is a well-known monk of Zhengyang Immortal Sect and the only daughter of Immortal Lord Pu Zhizhang, she has been well-educated, but I don't think she can defeat Lou Fengsui."

"I can't bear the loss of such a beautiful woman."

Lou Fengsui's toughness was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. For a while, none of the monks thought that Pu Qingluo would win, and they all began to sigh with regret.

Not far away, Pu Qingluo, who saw her opponent's name clearly, bit her lip hard.

With stubborn eyes, she snorted softly and strode up to the stage.