Kenzo Mingshin

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

After fighting like this for five days, the rankings of various martial arts competitions in the martial arts conference have also come out.

The challenge of the same sword king and the king of swords is arranged in the afternoon of the next day, and there will be a dinner in the evening, firstly to entertain the world's heroes, and secondly, it is also a good occasion to call brothers and sisters to discuss major affairs in the martial arts.

Nie Ming was not in the mood, so he didn't go to the table prepared for him. He found a table and sat down, picking up vegetables with chopsticks and chopsticks.He looks like a young man now, no more eye-catching than before, at first glance he just thinks it is some young hero, sitting quietly in one place, and he doesn't have any sense of existence.

He doesn't talk to people, and he doesn't dare to disturb people he knows easily.This Sword Lord is no more talkative than the other two, if he is unhappy, he won't talk to you at all.

At the banquet, the heroes of various families talked and talked, and they talked about it, nothing more than: swords, swords, daughters, daughters, money, power, and heroes.It's really not interesting.

Let me first talk about which hero matched which lady, which hero got a rare treasure, and then mentioned a recent murder case, saying that Yu Qianshou, a famous swordsmith in Qingyuan, was slaughtered by people, leaving only one eight-year-old The older girl was lonely and helpless, she was rescued by a passing chivalrous man, she traveled north all the way, and at this moment she also arrived at Wentian Peak.

Having said that, the conversation changed, and for some reason, it mentioned the Tianqin Demon Palace that was wiped out 15 years ago.

Naturally, Shen Qing was mentioned.

Tianluoqibuge's actions are both good and evil, and people in the martial arts are also quite uncertain about Shen Qing's status. It can be seen that his actions are different from the righteous way, not to mention that he deviates from the scriptures and harbors misconduct towards his master.

Rumors and gossip, naturally never stop.

It was not the first time that Nie Mingxin had heard people say bad things about Shen Qing, but what was very fresh was that it was the first time someone had spoken to his face.

What kind of tripod furnace gathers and complements the qi, what kind of flamboyant flowers go from here and there...

After talking about all this, he seemed to be extremely reluctant to assume that if he was the apprentice of Sword Lord, what kind of great achievements he would make.

Nie Ming was distracted and glanced at the hero who was talking loudly there. He didn't know him, but his clothes were very familiar.

Yunhai Qingbo Pavilion claims to be cool and bright, and the disciples of the sect are all in the same line. They wear green gauze and white shirts. This person looks like a dog, and he can be regarded as handsome and upright at a glance, but he is unspeakably annoying.

Nie Mingxin sneered, and said casually: "Your Excellency, you can't see this little beast like this, you must be extremely skilled? Do you intend to replace him?"

His voice was cool, and his expression was neither angry nor annoyed, but extremely calm.

The answer was sonorous and forceful: "Of course!"

After listening, Nie Ming couldn't help chuckling.

"Using swords and knives? Who's next in the martial arts competition?"

When the disciple of Yunhai Qingbo Pavilion heard his question, he turned his head to look, and was taken aback immediately: "You are... Sword Lord!" He reacted quickly, neither humble nor overbearing: "I am the disciple of Yunhai Qingbo Pavilion. Yun Haitao, a disciple of the third generation, is the number one in the sword competition this time."

Haizi generation, that is the young master.

"Very good." Nie Mingxin put down his chopsticks, his eyes were full of twilight, full of unclear things, "Then I will give you this chance."

Since his words, the four were in an uproar.

Jianjun's martial art is so mysterious, it's a great gift to even out one move and a half, if he teaches it all, even if he can't reach the sky in one step, he will be one step closer to the peak.

Yun Haitao was almost dazed by the pie that fell from the sky. He wanted to ask carefully, but Nie Mingxin had no intention of explaining, nor did he bother to explain.He looked around nonchalantly for a week, snorted softly, then turned and left.

Soon it was the second day of the sword competition.

Nie Mingxin had attended the meeting of the three monarchs early, sitting quietly and resting his mind, hiding under the hood. The young and innocent face was full of the perennial wind and snow on the Tianxue Cliff. It was cold and bitter, and strangers should not enter.

Before the final sword match began, it was natural that Yun Wangyou, the head of Yunhai Qingbo Pavilion, would read the verdict.

Yun Wangyou also heard a little about what happened last night, and he was concerned, so after reading the verdict, he came to inquire with a smile.

"I heard that Sword Lord intends to accept disciples?"

Nie Mingxin was propping his chin with one hand, leaning his head sideways on the table, and he didn't know how much he had listened to the high-spirited talks of the heroes on the stage just now.

When Nie Mingxin heard someone calling him, he raised the end of his eyes slightly, and his black and white eyeballs hidden under his eyelids moved, but he didn't look at Shang Qingyue.

There was a light and thin sleeve sound, and then there was a voice that seemed quiet and resentful, coming from afar.

"I only left for a few days, and you are no longer on the mountain, Master. You can run away like this, which is really easy for me to find."

——In a blink of an eye, I saw a handsome figure in red, with excellent lightness skills, coming by the wind and shadow, and landed exactly three feet in front of Nie Mingxin's seat.

Nie Ming didn't raise his eyes, and grabbed, grasped, and threw his free right hand on the table. Under the eyes of everyone, a white shadow smashed towards Shen Qing's face with a startled wind.

Shen Qing turned her face slightly to avoid it, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and her thin lips pursed.He came all the way here, and Fang Fang received this "courteous treatment" here, naturally he was unwilling, and there was a mouthful of resentment lingering in his throat, he couldn't swallow it, he couldn't swallow it, and there was a burst of cold air all over his body.

The atmosphere was tense in an instant.

"Hey hey hey, Mingxin, you are really angry." Liu Like turned around slightly, changed lanes and cut off the white shadow steadily. It turned out to be a blue and white teacup.He let go of his hand, and put the teacup, which did not leak a drop of tea, back on the table firmly with the cup holder. "It's not beautiful if you accidentally hurt flowers and plants."

"Have a sip of tea to dissipate your anger?" Liulike opened his folding fan, glanced at each side, then moved closer to Nie Mingxin, and patted him on the shoulder, "What kind of temper tantrums are there with your disciple? It's a public place. You act recklessly like this." , don't you want to lose face?"

Nie Mingxin: "It's okay, I can't hit him."

Liuli Ke's smile froze: "...I really don't understand the fun between you master and apprentice."

You come and go, but you completely leave the majestic Yunhai Shiba's head aside.

Yun Wangyou was neither angry nor annoyed, he had also heard the rumors that the master-student disagreed.

Nie Mingxin is moody, he wanted to find out what he said last night, but he didn't know where to start, now seeing is believing, the more disagreement between Nie Mingxin and Shen Qing, the better for Yun Haitao.

He is also happy to see it succeed.