Chapter 315 Pure

Everyone knows whether they have lost or not, but some people just insist on not saying anything for the sake of face or character.

Nie Yun didn't have these dirty things, even though Chang Bofeng's people were there to smooth things over, he didn't think it was necessary.

Losing is not terrible, what is terrible is not daring to face failure, self-deception is prone to defects of mind for monks who go against the sky.

Nie Yun believes that there are potholes and mud in his practice path, but he does not allow self-deception.

Arching hands, saluting, smiling, the last one turned around and took off the wine gourd from his waist, uncorked a mouthful of mellow wine and poured it into his mouth, down his throat, instantly spicy, mellow, hot and cold alternately.

"call!"

Taking a long breath, the smile on Nie Yun's face was engraved into the eyes of everyone around him: This is a pure monk, a monk who enjoys fighting!

Faced with Nie Yun's attitude, Chang Bofeng's people could only smile wryly, but they all appreciated it in their eyes. Even Xu Lingyan couldn't help but sigh in her heart: Li Shuyang has taken in a great apprentice.

Wan Juan Shushan Zhong Hongye, who was originally dissatisfied with Nie Yun's views, also had a difficult expression at this time. She still doesn't like this boy who has provoked the prestige of Wanjuan Shushan several times, but she also has to admit that the other party is indeed magnanimous.

This is a rebellious and free and easy weirdo.

Back at the viewing platform, Nie Yun spat out a mouthful of dirty blood and wine and sprayed it on the ground, but instead smiled and comforted the nervous Shen Hao and said, "It's okay, this is the blood that came out after the sword intent entered the body and hurt the internal organs. It’s much better when you come out, and you’ll be fine when you go back and cooperate with the elixirs for a few months.”

"Senior brother Nie should find a doctor to take a look."

"No need. I'm only half a healer myself. What's this little injury? Let's go, the celebration is over, let's go down the mountain after we have a drink."

Shen Hao: "." He vomited blood, and he was still thinking about the feast of Chang Baifeng's celebration.

Although the words were all right, Nie Yun knew how hard the sword on his chest was. Slashing his zhenqi shield and the soft armor he was wearing underneath, the sword intent invaded the meridians along the wound and wreaked havoc. If it wasn't for Xu Lingyan's attack at the last moment, this sword might have cut off his sternum, and even opened his chest.

Of course, Nie Yun knew better that Fairy Qingwan's injury was definitely worse than his. The previous few heavy blows plus the reversal of true qi, in the end his shadow of fists all over the sky swung out of the sword array and several punches bombarded his old rib wound. In the end, the killing finger was stopped by the old woman, otherwise it would be a lose-lose ending.

Nie Yun couldn't help feeling that the super sect was really extraordinary, a single sword surpassed a small realm and beat him with one move and a half. It was the first time since Nie Yun practiced that he was defeated by a leapfrog.

After swallowing two healing pills, Nie Yun meditated on the viewing stand to adjust his breath, and at the same time used his true energy to close the sword wound on his chest. With the physical fitness of a monk in the Yuan Dan Realm, this kind of trauma can heal within a few days, and what needs to be healed is the internal injury.

The two people from Wanjuan Shushan also returned to the opposite stand, and Fairy Qingwan also sat upright and adjusted her breath like Nie Yun, but her face was cold and pale, but she couldn't see any obvious injuries on her body.

On the high platform, the suzerain of Chang Baifeng was already expressing his thanks, and at the same time announced that this century-old ceremony had come to an end.

The overall impression given to Shen Hao is that the sect's grand ceremony is actually similar to those store celebrations in the secular world. They all yell first, then gather people and start to introduce their "things", and finally the guests disperse, taking the reputation of this shop away and spreading it widely.

Fame is also an urgent need for sects. If you are not famous, who would send their children all the way to study? With fewer people coming, the probability of good seedlings appearing is small, which is very important for the succession of the sect. Moreover, using the big celebration to let other sects see their muscles is also a means of claiming their status.

Without any strength to make a foundation, do you really think that the sect and the sect will be harmonious and not dirty?

The celebration is over, and the dinner party will follow immediately. The location is here.

The viewing platform will be dismantled, and the floor tiles damaged by the competition will be quickly replaced. Spread out red carpets, then put up tables and chairs, and the open-air banquet begins.

illumination?

The multicolored auspicious clouds are still there, but they are lowered down and look colorful and gorgeous. The light balls of the lighting technique are lifted into the air by the power of the magic circle, and they are not too strong. The brightness is just enough to illuminate the dinner venue below. Bright.

However, before the banquet was opened, Shen Hao just sat down, but he didn't expect to be approached by someone, and there was Zhang Lin, the Tianchan Sect who had met once but Shen Hao didn't want to get in touch with him.

"Shen Bai, um, little brother, I haven't seen you for a long time, you look pretty good!" Zhang Lin smiled, the first two words seemed to be a slip of the tongue, but they were actually a test.

Shen Hao pretended not to hear, stood up and bowed his hands and said: "Shen Hao has met Senior Zhang, please worry Senior, he has been doing well recently."

"Yesterday I heard that you got a chance at the Sword Washing Pool here, and I haven't congratulated you yet!" Zhang Lin also cupped his hands, but he was a little envious of Shen Hao's epiphany.

"Senior Zhang was joking, it's just luck."

After saying a few words, Zhang Lin looked at Nie Yun, who was beside Shen Hao, who closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, and said, "Deacon Nie is meditating. I think it won't be a problem if there are people from Chang Baifeng around to take care of him. Brother, can you help me?" Are you free? Elder Yu of my family wants to talk to you face to face about something."

Yu Aofeng looking for himself?

Thoughts flashed through Shen Hao's mind, and finally nodded, he had to go, otherwise he would appear guilty.

On the other hand, Nie Yun suddenly closed his eyes and said, "Hurry up and come back."

"Good brother."

Get up and follow Zhang Lin to a small pavilion on the other side near the mountain. It is very close to the place where the seats are set up, and you can see the bright lights when you turn around.

Yu Aofeng was sitting in the pavilion. After Zhang Lin led Shen Hao over, he didn't enter the pavilion, but stayed outside three feet away.

"Junior Shen Hao, I met Elder Yu." Shen Hao greeted first, and secretly told himself to keep his mind steady and not show any flaws.

"Shen Baihu doesn't need to be restrained, there are people sitting over there, sit down and talk. Hehe, don't worry, I won't delay your banquet later, I just want to chat with you casually."

Shen Hao sat on the side obediently.

"Shen Baihu should know that Yu Shengjue who died in the Sword Emperor's Tomb is my great-grandson?"

"I heard, please mourn for the elders."

"Hey, there's no need to be sad. The monk should have looked down on life and death long ago, but it's a pity that I have been the most talented young man in the past hundred years in my family line. So I have to ask for justice when Sheng Jue dies. It's just a love flower valley The two lives with Chi Yanzong are still unreasonable. I think things are still unclear.

So, take this opportunity to ask Shen Baihu to tell me what you saw at that time. "