Emperor Jiuyin

Li Hanxue came to Nishui Hantan. After taking out a large bottle of Refining Domain Water, he sank into the cold pool, immersing his body and mind in endless cultivation.

…

Three months passed in a hurry.

There are only four days left until the Eight Sects Martial Arts Conference begins.

The suburbs of Sanggu City.

It's drizzling.

One old and one young.

The old man was of outstanding character, wearing a gray robe, spotless.

The young man has a slender and well-proportioned figure, a delicate and handsome face, and is wearing white clothes and white boots, like a noble young man who has just emerged from the world.

The young man is Liu Tianhao, the holy son of Tianwuzong, and the old man is Uncle Xu Xu Baichang beside him.

Xu Baichang looked a little gloomy, "I didn't expect that we tracked the ghost-faced old man for a year, and finally let him escape."

Liu Tianhao said: "With my current level of cultivation, I cannot intervene in the battle between Uncle Xu and the demon. If I reach the Ningwu realm, I will definitely not let this officer escape."

"Holy Son, there is no need to blame yourself. The ghost-faced old man is also a master of the top magic sect, and it is common for him to escape." Xu Baichang paused and said, "We can't waste time here anymore. It is said that the eight sects of the Blue Inner Courtyard The martial arts conference is about to begin, and the sect has asked us to go too. At that time, the Holy Son can also go and see the girl named Su and exchange information. "

Liu Tianhao showed a sneer, "I have no interest in this woman. If it weren't for her Bai Feng bloodline, I wouldn't be able to meet her."

Xu Baichang chuckled and said: "As far as I know, the old guys in the Canglan Inner Court seem to attach great importance to this girl, saying that her talent is as good as anyone else, and she must be among the top three in this eight-sect martial arts conference. The Holy Son is also a master in the Xuanwu Realm, doesn’t he want to learn from each other?”

Liu Tianhao showed a disdainful smile, "How can a martial arts conference held by a few unpopular fourth-grade sects be in my eyes? I am the holy son of Tianwu Sect, how can I participate in such a martial arts conference? Their so-called masters , in front of the geniuses in our Tianwu Sect, they are all just chickens and dogs, not worth mentioning. Uncle Xu, I, Liu Tianhao, will not lower my status to fight against their lowly warriors."

Xu Baichang smiled and said: "What the Holy Son is saying is that with the Holy Son's talent and strength, the Xuanwu realm has long been invincible. If he can step into the Mingwu realm, I am afraid he can easily surpass me in three or two years. I have no chance of fighting with them. Necessary, after all, they are not on the same level.”

After hearing this, Liu Tianhao was extremely impressed and laughed out loud.

An old man and a young man walked towards the Tianfu in the inner courtyard.

…

The martial arts conference has not yet started, and no one from the seven sects has been sent. At this time, a man and a woman came to Tianfu one after another.

Fang Tianxing stood in the courtyard with a look of shock on his face. It was rare to see such a look on his face.

Standing in front of him was a man wearing a shirt, beach pants, flip-flops, and a beautiful ponytail. The man showed a bohemian smile, "Hey, Tianxing, long time no see."

Fang Tianxing's frozen face showed a long-lost smile, and he said three words seriously, "Senior Brother Ma."

"Long time no see, you're still the same."

"The same to you."

Ma Hualang walked up to Fang Tianxing, stretched out his hand and directly hooked Fang Tianxing's neck, stuck Fang Tianxing's neck under his armpit, and showed a lewd smile, "Have you ever taken off that thing in the past few years?"

Only Ma Hualang dared to hook Fang Tianxing's neck like this. Anyone else who dared to do this would have been reduced to rubbish by Fang Tianxing.

There was no look of disgust on Fang Tianxing's face. Instead, he seemed to be recalling the deep friendship between his former brothers, which made him feel warm in his heart.

"Brother, what should you take away?" Fang Tianxing looked confused.

"That's it, that..." Mahualang drew a circle in mid-air, and then moved his index finger up and down in it.

Fang Tianxing was confused and didn't know why.

"My stupid junior brother." Mahualang wailed, "So you are still a virgin."

It turns out that what Mahualang was pointing to was actually a virgin.

After Fang Tianxing understood, he threw Mahualang away, his face suddenly turned red and he coughed violently.

In fact, Fang Tianxing cannot be considered old, he is only in his twenties and nearly thirty years old. For some martial arts families who are taboo about women, it is normal to remain a virgin at this age, but for Ma Hualang, it is like a fairy tale. A night story, incredible.

"Tian Xing, you are a talented person, and in terms of handsomeness, you are second only to my senior brother. It would be a huge waste not to make good use of your beauty. You only focus on practicing martial arts, and you have become an old scholar. Conservative and rigid. There are so many pretty girls waiting for you to love them, how can you bear to let them be ruined by those fat-bellied old guys?" Ma Hualang uttered disgusting words.

Although Fang Tianxing was not surprised by this, when he was at Wuliang Sect, Ma Hualang looked like a disciple, and it had been a long time since we last seen him, and he still looked like this.

Fang Tianxing couldn't stand him anymore, so he quickly changed the topic.

"Senior brother, you came to the inner courtyard this time to see me, right?"

"Of course not." Mahualang laughed.

Fang Tianxing couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Ma Hualang finally became more serious, "Look at you on the one hand, and my good apprentice Li Hanxue on the other. I don't know how he is doing now. He is probably more promising than my master."

"Hanxue went to Nishui Hantan to retreat. It has been three months. He will be back soon." Fang Tianxing deliberately ran against Ma Hualang in order to avenge the 'humiliation' just now. "With his current cultivation level, I’m afraid none of the ten senior brothers can be his opponent.”

Ma Hualang looked shocked, "My incompetent apprentice is actually so powerful? I really want to see what state he has reached."

"Hanxue will definitely shine in the Eight Sects of Martial Arts Conference."

The two talked a lot about Li Hanxue. They were brothers and Li Hanxue's teacher. They sincerely liked this disciple. After Li Hanxue put so much effort into it, Fang Tianxing finally turned to him after talking about Li Hanxue. Topics you want to talk about.

"Senior brother, please forgive me." Fang Tianxing paused, "In addition to seeing me and Hanxue, is it because of He Shiyin that you came this time?"

The smile on Mahualang's face immediately disappeared, replaced by a serious look. This look had never appeared on his face. He only had this look when talking about He Shiyin.

Mahualang remained silent.

"Senior brother, I always speak very directly. Please don't blame me. Senior brother, it's better not to associate with this woman. Hasn't this woman done enough harm to you?"

A look of excitement appeared on Mahualang's face, "She didn't harm me. It's not her fault, it's all my fault."

"Senior brother, if it hadn't been for her back then, how could you have acted out of impulse and violently beat up the young master of the Tianwu Sect? How could you have been besieged by a group of disciples of the Tianwu Sect and almost died? How could you have been hiding in the Canglan outer courtyard and lingering. Isn't all of this true? Was it He Shiyin's fault?" Fang Tianxing was emotional. He had always loved Ma Hualang, so he didn't want to see Ma Hualang get hurt in any way.

"Tian Xing, please stop talking. It's because I'm not as skilled as others. If I were strong enough, I wouldn't let Shiyin get hurt or threatened. It's because I failed to protect her," Ma Hualang said.

"Senior brother, no matter what. He Shiyin has become Sima Qianlong's woman. She is married and has children. If she is really good for you, she should not meet you again. If she comes now, she will take you Pushing into the fire pit, pushing to death." Fang Tianxing became more and more emotional, "She hurt you once, but I will never tolerate it happening again."

Fang Tianxing knew very well that if He Shiyin and Ma Hualang met this time, what a terrible disaster it would bring.

Just think about it, the wife of the young sect leader of the Tianwuzong meets her former lover. If you were the young sect leader, with supreme authority, and watched your wife having a private meeting with someone, what would you do?

Needless to say, Sima Qianlong will definitely be furious, and Ma Hualang will be cut into pieces by thousands of horses.

Fang Tianxing didn't want to see this kind of tragedy happen, so he said cruel words, even though he knew it would break Ma Hualang's heart.

The four words "marry as a woman" are like the four sharpest knives in the world, piercing deeply into Ma Hualang's heart. The pain was so painful that he could hardly breathe. Even though he had known this fact for a long time, it was still difficult to accept it. .

"Tian Xing, please stop talking."

"Senior brother..."

"shut up!"

Fang Tianxing's expression changed, and the two of them immediately fell into a strange atmosphere.

Mahualang's pale face relaxed, "Sorry, Tianxing, I have no right to be angry with you."

Fang Tianxing was not angry, but even more heartbroken.

"I only saw her once, and from now on I will never see her again." Ma Hualang's voice was trembling, and his heart was bleeding.

Fang Tianxing nodded.

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