Longevity

When Song Yuanyuan and Lu Wanshan rushed back to the Tianhai Sword Sect, Zhao Qianjun was seriously injured and could not move while lying on the couch.

His face was as pale as paper, and his breathing was urgent and heavy, sometimes weak.

Seeing Song Yuanyuan coming to the bed, Zhao Qianjun opened his eyes, his eyes were dim, and he smiled wryly: "Junior Sister..."

Song Yuanyuan shook her head lightly: "Senior brother, it doesn't matter. It's not a fatal injury. It's just a matter of practicing martial arts again. It's better than before when you break it. That's how I am."

After her martial arts cultivation base was abolished, she re-cultivated and advanced very quickly, and now she is already better than before.

And the realm that had been stuck in the past dissipated with this reconstruction.

Zhao Qianjun smiled wryly.

After the injury, he was a little more weak and a little less domineering than usual, which made Song Yuanyuan feel that this was the real Zhao Qianjun, not the leader Zhao Qianjun.

Inexplicably, she felt pity in her heart, and sighed: "The key is to open it a little bit, don't go into a dead end, especially at this time, the more you can't be in a hurry, otherwise it will only get worse."

"Junior Sister, I understand the truth, but..." Zhao Qianjun smiled wryly, "It can't be done."

Song Yuanyuan nodded slightly.

It's easy to change the country, it's hard to change the nature, it's so easy to jump out of your own limitations, everyone is a dragon among adults, how can there be stupid people in the world?

Zhao Qianjun said: "I can't make it, I'm afraid the position of the head will be unstable."

"Brother..." Song Yuanyuan hurriedly said.

She shook her head secretly.

After all this, what he still thinks about is the head of the sect, rather than his own body and cultivation.

It is difficult for people who are depressed and restless to heal their injuries, and they will only continue to aggravate them, torturing themselves.

Zhao Qianjun sighed: "Since this is the case, then we can only take the last step."

Song Yuanyuan looked at him puzzled.

Zhao Qianjun said: "Announce the martial arts of the Tianhai Sword Sect to the public."

"Brother!" Song Yuanyuan's bright eyes widened.

Zhao Qianjun showed a smug smile: "Since I can't be the head, then everyone will die, and no one will think about it!"

Song Yuanyuan took a deep breath and looked at him helplessly: "Brother, there is no need for this. Even if the sword skills of the Tianhai Sword School are announced to the public, it is useless. It is too difficult to get started."

The swordsmanship of Tianhai Sword Sect is different from that of Tianmo Secret Code.

The martial arts of the Heavenly Devil's Secret Code are easy to learn and fast to master, and one can become a master very quickly, even if one's aptitude is not strong.

But the swordsmanship of Tianhai Sword Sect is different.

Even after seeing the swordsmanship of the Tianhai Sword School, it is very difficult to practice it.

"That's not what I'm asking for," Zhao Qianjun said: "Let the Demon Sect and Daxueshan Guangming Sect know, and then find a way to break the sword technique of the Tianhai Sword School."

"Brother!" Song Yuanyuan frowned.

Zhao Qianjun said: "Don't you know that our Tianhai Sword Sect's swordsmanship is even better. No matter how much effort they put into deciphering it, it was in vain in the end. Instead, they can urge the disciples to practice hard. The Tianhai Sword Sect's disciples are not as good as other people's Tianhai Sword Isn't it too embarrassing to send out swordsmanship?"

Song Yuanyuan looked at him puzzled.

Zhao Qianjun said: "It is said that I am narrow-minded and lack courage, but I also have courage once!"

Song Yuanyuan smiled wryly and said, "Brother, even if you have courage, you can't do this. You will become a sinner of the Tianhai Sword Sect and be cast aside by all the disciples of the Tianhai Sword Sect."

Publishing the sword techniques of the Tianhai Sword Sect to the public is completely different from publishing the Heavenly Demon Secret Code to the public.

The Heavenly Demon Secret Code is not the fundamental mentality of the Demon Sect. More importantly, the Demon Sect was not far from being exterminated at that time. The release of the Heavenly Demon Secret Code was equivalent to self-help. The fact is that it really worked, pulling the Demon School out of desperation. Come out, but continue to grow.

And the Tianhai Sword Sect is now in full swing, and there is no need to save themselves. Now that the Tianhai Sword Sect's swordsmanship is announced, it will weaken the Tianhai Sword Sect and push the Tianhai Sword Sect to a high position.

The prestige of the Tianhai Sword Sect will be greatly damaged.

Zhao Qianjun said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, Leng Feiqiong was scolded by them like that, but in the end it didn't go well, but now she wants to come back to the Tianhai Sword Sect to become the master, it's just a joke!"

Song Yuanyuan smiled wryly.

She knew that Zhao Qianjun was provoked by Leng Feiqiong.

But Leng Feiqiong's situation is also different from his.

Leng Feiqiong has high prestige and strong martial arts, and the most important thing is the imperial concubine. Even if the disciples of the Tianhai Sword Sect hate her to the bone, they dare not directly assassinate her, they can only scold her, not to mention the protection of the Fakong divine monk.

Brother Zhao is not the case. He is not good at martial arts, and he has no identity and master's protection. If the Tianhai Sword Sect hates him to the bone, they will definitely assassinate him. Now that he has lost his martial arts, how can he escape?

In the end, he must die at the hands of the disciples of the Tianhai Sword Sect.

Zhao Qianjun said: "Junior Sister, there is no need to persuade me anymore, I have made up my mind."

"But brother, it's too early to say this now." Song Yuanyuan said softly: "Outsiders don't know that you are injured, brother, so let's keep it a secret for a while."

"I can't hide it." Zhao Qianjun shook his head: "Those elders are not stupid."

"It's just retreat, do they still have to come and take a look?" Song Yuanyuan said: "I will block them by my side, and my brother should restore his cultivation as soon as possible."

Zhao Qianjun stared at her.

Song Yuanyuan touched Yu's face inexplicably.

Zhao Qianjun sighed: "Junior Sister, you can see people's hearts clearly at the most critical time."

Song Yuanyuan said: "Senior brother, you are too pessimistic. Many people want to welcome Leng Feiqiong back, but there are also many people who trust you, senior brother."

Zhao Qianjun showed a wry smile~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Now he felt distraught. At one moment, he felt that someone outside was staring at him, ready to rush in and kill him at any moment.

Thoughts change like clouds, here and there suddenly, every thought comes out again and again.

Song Yuanyuan said: "Let's do it this way, brother, heal your injuries and practice kung fu. I will stay outside and won't let them in."

"...All right." Zhao Qianjun finally decided to believe her.

She is the only one he trusts most now.

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Fakong stood with his hands behind his back, standing on the lotus pond in front of the Sutra Pavilion, leaning on the railing and looking towards this side, shaking his head and laughing.

Zhao Qianjun's endowment is really not good, especially at this critical moment, his fragile nature is revealed, even worse than Song Yuanyuan's tenacity and calmness.

He is indeed not the material for the head.

Confronting Leng Feiqiong, it is indeed like a child meeting an adult, vulnerable.

Song Yuanyuan guarded outside Zhao Qianjun's courtyard for two days. On the third morning, Lu Wanshan came over angrily and reported. The eight elders returned to Haitianya and issued an order for the head to discuss matters.

"Senior sister, they didn't go through the head of the sect, and they directly summoned the order to discuss the matter. It's simply..." Lu Wanshan said angrily: "This is not paying attention to the head of the sect at all!"

Song Yuanyuan frowned and looked at him.

Lu Wanshan said: "Zhuo Ping is back too!"

"Come back with the Supreme Elder?"

"yes."

"The visitor is not kind." Song Yuanyuan said calmly.

These eight Supreme Elders were obviously invited back by Zhuo Ping, and they must be dealing with senior brothers.

"What should I do?" Lu Wanshan asked anxiously.

Song Yuanyuan said: "I'll go and have a look."

Lu Wanshan looked at her helplessly.

Song Yuanyuan smiled: "It's nothing."