Chapter 20 Provocation
The two of them attacked and defended. Their figures overlapped and separated several times. It was not until the moon reached the treetops that Song Yihe waved his hands exhausted: "I'm not coming. I'm not coming. Let's take a break."

She lay facelessly on the ground, her hair spread out in a fan shape, and a few strands of sweaty hair stuck to her forehead playfully.

Yun Yanbin looked at the little girl, and the young man's spirit surged into his face, reminding him of the days when he and his friends had been wandering around together.

This little girl has his shadow on her body.

……

The next day, at dawn, Song Yihe's door was pushed open.

She opened her eyes drowsily, feeling as if she had just fallen asleep.

In fact, she did lie down for only an hour.

After washing up quickly, Yun Yanbin pulled her into the hospital and told her the training plan he had just formulated.

"Wait, where is my break?"

Yun Yanbin: "You have to change this bad habit. Monks don't need to sleep at all."

Song Yihe, who was once a modern person, felt offended, but sleeping was a habit engraved in his bones. Even if he didn't need to sleep, he would still feel that he had not done something every day.

Yun Yanbin coldly ignored her objections. In his opinion, liking to sleep was a very squeamish behavior.

He handed Song Yihe the breakfast he had specially picked up from the cafeteria, watched her finish it, and then led her into the Taolin.

The sunlight revealed all kinds of ferocious beasts, including snakes, giant lizards, tigers, and various reptiles hidden in the shadows...

And her mission is to fight them with bare hands.

Song Yihe handed the token to Yun Yanbin, who would save her only when she was in a life-or-death crisis.

It took Song Yihe three months to go from being rescued several times in an hour to not needing Yun Yanbin to take action for a whole day.

During this period, she fought during the day and practiced at night, and finally had a day off today.

Almost jumping out of the peach forest, Song Yihe took a deep breath. The air outside was extremely fresh.

Yun Yanbin watched the young disciple go out and then turned around and left.

Time to close the net, he thought.

Song Yihe closed her eyes and was intoxicated, but she didn't know that this gesture fell into the eyes of another person.

Gu Changzhou leaned against the stone wall. Since Song Yihe was imprisoned in Taolin and lost contact, he would take time to come here for a quarter of an hour whenever he had time.

I still haven’t forgotten the little dress I promised to wear every day.

In just three months, the little girl, who had gone through something unknown, lost a lot of weight. Her cheeks, which were still a little fleshy before, shrank a little, making her eyes look bigger.

Her cheeks were flushed and she looked intoxicated.

Like some kind of stuffed animal, Gu Changzhou thought casually.

Suddenly I realized what I was thinking about!

He approached the person, and the heavier footsteps attracted Song Yihe's attention.

"Gu Changzhou? Why are you here?"

Gu Changzhou touched his nose: "I wanted to come and see you, but Taolin can't get in."

Song Yihe looked puzzled: "If you don't practice while you have this free time, you're going to lose your mind."

Gu Changzhou: "..." I have to be kicked in the head by a donkey to think she looks like Fluffy!
He threw a storage bag to someone with a stinking face, turned around and left.

Song Yihe opened it and saw that it was full of girly things such as skirts, hairpins, rouge, gouache, etc. After a rough count, there must be hundreds of pieces.

She immediately smiled, rolled her eyes and chased after him: "Don't be angry, I declare that from today on, you are my brother."

God knows she was fighting in the woods these days, and her clothes were ruined almost every day. She didn't dare to take out the shark gauze and put it on blatantly. The two new disciple uniforms she received after the secret realm had countless patches on them, and the fabric They were all soaked by her.

Now you can wear these clothes when you stay in the woods!
Seeing her like that, Gu Changzhou snorted coldly and walked faster.

The two of them walked into Yiliuyuan one after another, and bumped into Jiang Liuer who was about to go out.

Even if they have become inner disciples, they will still subconsciously regard this as a gathering place.

"Xiaohe? You are free. Why have you lost so much weight and haven't you eaten well?" She rubbed Song Yihe's face and asked as gently as the sister next door.

Gu Changzhou looked at the hand she was rubbing her face with, "Go in and talk."

The three of them sat down together with Zhong Huai who came out later.

Jiang Liu'er took out the cup and tea leaves from the storage bag, and Zhong Huai gathered his spiritual power, poured hot water, and with a flick of his sleeves, sent the tea cup to several people.

A set of movements is smooth and smooth.

Song Yihe: How should I put it? For a moment, I felt that I should be under the table.

After a while, Qin Yunshu also came, followed by Wang Caijun. It was said that he came to him to learn swordsmanship.

In the past few months, Gu Changzhou, the newly promoted Senior Brother of Jianfeng, has been in the limelight. All those who were dissatisfied came to provoke him, but in the end he beat them back with a black sword.

Wang Caijun had seen Gu Changzhou and his men standing under a tree once. He swung his sword and the light dimmed for a moment.

Then, the people and trees standing opposite him fell silently.

So tight!

Wang Caijun was unaware of Ming Li and pestered Gu Changzhou for several days, wanting to learn from him, which made people run away when they saw him.

Gu Changzhou frowned: "Why did you bring him here?"

"I heard that a very busy man came out. Isn't it urgent? He disappeared for so long and I didn't know how to tell him." Qin Yunshu crossed his arms and said.

As soon as Song Yihe saw her, he remembered his alchemy plan which had made almost zero progress.

She waved her hand and took out a pen and paper: "Come on, come on, write me some precautions for alchemy. I plan to go back and give it a try."

Qin Yunshu obediently walked over, discussed with her, and handed her several introductory books such as "Introduction to Alchemy", "Necessary Conditions for Learning Alchemy Well", "How to Improve the Rate of Alchemy" and so on.

The two of them were discussing alchemy at the table. Gu Changzhou and Wang Caijun were practicing swordplay in the courtyard. As for Zhong Huai and Jiang Liuer, they did not reappear in public view until noon.

Jiang Liuer said with a smile: "It's rare that everyone is here together today, so why not go shopping on Feifei Street?"

The Wenxin Sect is located in a remote location and is blocked by a dense forest. Not to mention ordinary people, even hunters don't come here very often. The disciples have no place to go in their spare time.

Over time, some people spontaneously formed a long street where everyone could buy or exchange supplies, and by the way, they could also make some money.

Because everyone likes to run here, the street is often bustling with people, so it is nicknamed Fei Fei Street.

This place is no different from a small market. It's just a stall covered with oilcloth and put out goods. Walking further inside, the fragrant aroma hits your nose, and there are even small carts selling grilled fish, roasted duck legs, etc.

The three girls were so enticed that they each bought some snacks.Hold it in your hand and eat it while walking.

They walked all the way, with tassels symbolizing the status of the inner sect hanging on their waists, and someone shouted at them every few steps.

A few people finally broke away from the enthusiastic disciples, turned around and bumped into another group of people face to face.Jiao Feiyu stared at Song Yihe, who was standing in the middle, with a gloomy look on his face.

Although he was stopped by Qin Yunshu last time, he still held a grudge and always wanted to find an opportunity to teach this girl a lesson alone. Unexpectedly, she disappeared for several months. The younger brother he sent out was wandering around the sect every day, and he was just sent here today. News of her reappearance.

Song Yihe and the others didn't want to cause trouble, but wherever they gave way, the fat man followed them.

Qin Yunshu became angry and shouted: "Good dog, don't block the way, get out of my way!"

The others also looked unprovoked, as if if Jiao Feiyu dared to make any unusual moves, they would attack him directly and beat him until he could no longer take care of himself.

"Miss Qin, don't be angry. I just want to chat with Song Yihe today."

Jiang Liuer raised a cold eyebrow and said, "Is this worthy of a fat and obscene thing like you?"

Jiao Feiyu's face suddenly turned cold. He hated being called fat!
If three months ago, he was still afraid of the young masters and ladies of these aristocratic families, but now, it was different from the past.

He turned sideways to reveal the two people his younger brother had just invited behind him, his back straight.

"Qin Yunshu, I haven't seen you for a few days, why are you hanging out with such a nameless guy? What a price drop." Mei Yangping looked disgusted, shaking his fan with one hand and covering his nose with his eyes, and said in a sharp voice.

Beside him, Mei Rong was half a step behind and said nothing.

The Mei family is the last family in the Nanyu Kingdom besides the Jiang, Gu, and Qin families. It can also be said to be the family with the most powerful background.

Qin Yunshu's expression was even more disgusting than his: "The pretty boy goes with the fat guy, and the rat in the gutter goes with the cockroach."

Mei Yangping stomped his feet angrily: "How dare you?"

Qin Yunshu curled his lips, wondering what he was afraid of. The Qin and Mei families had always been at odds with each other. Even if the servants at home met each other on the road, they would still have a few words before leaving.

Behind her, Song Yihe was still whispering to Gu Changzhou: "Who is this shemale?"

Gu Changzhou was amused by her title: "They are also children of aristocratic families, Mei Yangping is the eldest son, and next to him is Qingfufeng's senior sister, Mei Rong."

"Very powerful?" Song Yihe asked.

"Mei Rong is okay, but this Mei Yangping is very weak. It is said that he got into the inner gate only after stuffing money."

Song Yihe had an expression on his face.

They thought their voices were very quiet, but they were surrounded by monks with sharp ears and eyes, who listened to their words word for word.

The crowd of onlookers immediately started chirping, with a few mocking laughs mixed in.

Mei Yangping suddenly became even more angry. He felt that everyone around him was laughing at him. His face was condensed, and the folding fan in his hand was squeezed tightly, making a creaking sound.

When Jiao Feiyu saw something was wrong, he jumped out and said, "I'm just talking to her. Why do you two rise to the height of the family over such a trivial matter?"

In his opinion, Song Yihe was poor, with patches all over his clothes. He was not a famous disciple among the Three Peaks, and his strength was even lower. Except for his cute and sweet face, he couldn't look anywhere.

For such a small role, even if the three families of Jiang, Qin, Gu, and the prince are friends with her, it is just for fun. It is impossible to offend another family because of her. What's more, the person standing behind the Mei family is the current queen mother. , and the prince Zhong Huai is just a gimmick in name only.

Whether this is a minor or serious matter can be known at a glance.

Qin Yunshu wanted to argue again, but Song Yihe cut her off and asked, "What do you want to talk about?"

"It's very simple. Have a fight with us. The loser will kneel down, kowtow, apologize to the other party, and be a bully for a year."

Why do you think that's it?
Song Yihe dug his ears: "It's just today, I'm in a hurry."

Jiao Feiyu smiled, stretched out his index finger, which was as fat as a caterpillar, and shook it one by one: "You are not fighting me, you are fighting Senior Sister."

Jiang Liuer frowned: "What are you doing that involves others?"

She had heard about this senior sister Mei Rong when she was in the imperial capital. She was the most talented person of this generation in the Mei family, and was at the same peak of foundation building as Zhong Huai, but she was a Dharma cultivator.

"It doesn't matter who comes, let's go to the martial arts gym." Song Yihe's eyes reassured his companions, saying that he was fine.

After three months of training at the Honey Snow Taolin Devil, she was also very curious about her current level.

The group of people turned around and headed towards the martial arts field.

Behind them, the disciples who saw the excitement stopped setting up stalls and packed up their things and followed.In the blink of an eye, most of the people on Feifei Street were gone.

Song Yihe and Mei Rong stepped onto the stage. To show fairness, a total of three elders served as referees.

"Who is this? How dare you challenge Senior Sister Mei Rong?" some disciples in the audience who were unclear about the situation asked.

"Her name is Song Yihe, she was the one who crushed the trial stone with her bare hands during the test."

"Oh - isn't that just a three-spirited root? It's a fourth-level qi-training three-spirited root. Isn't this looking for death?"

Nowadays, everyone has long been accustomed to using qualifications and levels to judge a person's strength. As for Song Yihe's other identity, physical cultivation?Isn't it just a fig leaf for those useless spiritual roots?
Jiao Feiyu listened to everyone's discussion with a look of pride on his face, as if he had already determined that Song Yihe would lose.

After the referee called start, Mei Rong's lazy temperament changed and he took the lead.

She pressed her palms on the ground, and several earth walls instantly activated and shrank, surrounding Song Yihe. At the same time, she flew up and threw huge fireballs at people.

With just one encounter, he controlled her and put her into a completely passive situation.

When the people below saw this scene, they couldn't help but sigh: "Senior sister, I'm still your senior sister."

Song Yihe dodged to avoid the fireball. In the eyes of Song Yihe, who had escaped several battles with toothed ant colonies, this speed was no different from slow playback at 0.5 times speed.

But the shrinking earth wall is a problem. No matter how fast the speed is, the range is limited and it will still be hit.

Not to mention that after these fireballs landed, they did not disappear at all, but formed a small sea of ​​​​fire in place.

After Song Yihe dodged the fireball again, there was almost no place for her to step inside the earth wall.

The man thought for a while, took out the Earth Dragon Cauldron and smashed it against the earth wall, making a hole as high as a person.

She threw the tripod upward again, stamped her right foot on the ground, used the force in mid-air, and punched Mei Rong.

Mei Rong retreated quickly, and a thorn came out from the ground, trying to pin her to death in the air.

Song Yihe's figure was stagnant. He moved his body with his belt, turned over and faced the soil thorn, and punched it. It was like a broken bamboo, smashing the soil thorn from the tip.

At this time, everyone finally saw that she had something. They had never seen anyone fight in such a simple and violent way.

A thin Dharma nun disciple stared at Song Yihe with bright eyes: "Can I be so strong if I become a physical practitioner?"

The alchemy cultivators below recognized that the Dilong Cauldron seemed to be an alchemy furnace, and they looked envious: "Where did she buy the furnace? The quality is so good!"

The situation on the stage changed rapidly. The two men's fighting methods were mainly based on destruction. After half a stick of incense, the stage was completely destroyed.

Mei Rong once again used the earthen wall to drag Song Yihe, and started to knead the skills with her hands. The temperature around her continued to rise. A fire dragon appeared out of thin air, and her own face turned pale for a moment.

Song Yihe retrieved the Earth Dragon Cauldron again, then ducked and hid directly inside.

Seeing this, Mei Rong was shocked.

This man is not afraid of roasting himself!
Just when she was shocked, Song Yihe opened the tripod and threw her out of the ring while she was not paying attention.

The acting elder immediately walked out and said: "The competition is over, Song Yihe wins."

(End of this chapter)

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