Chapter 51: Hong Zun Breaks Defense

Seeing at a glance that Hong Zun was talking nonsense, with his personality, wouldn't it be better to drink in the cave? Why run out and wander around?

But Qingshi didn't say much. This time coming to Divine Sword Peak, the feeling it gave him was that everything was strange.

Not only were the disciples all injured, but the deacons and elders were too.

And the many disciples rushing to the foot of the mountain at the same time just now—what was this about? It also left Qingshi puzzled.

He intended to observe secretly what kind of tricks his old friend's Divine Sword Peak was up to.

Thinking of this, Qingshi smiled and said.

"Since there's nothing to do, I'll stay at Divine Sword Peak for a few more days."

"What did you say?"

It was originally a very ordinary sentence, but who knew that Hong Zun's reaction would be so big upon hearing this.

The more this was the case, the more curious Qingshi felt, so he smiled and replied.

"I said I'll stay at your Divine Sword Peak for a few more days. What, you wouldn't be unwelcome, would you?"

Hearing this, Hong Zun's expression was a bit strange.

"That's not it, but I've had a lot of things to do recently, I'm afraid..."

The refusal in his words was already very obvious, but Qingshi pretended not to understand.

"It's fine, you don't have to worry about me, just go do what you need to do."

The two old things had their own agendas. Since it had come to this, Hong Zun couldn't say much more and could only prepare a place for the master and disciple Qingshi to stay.

After drinking some wine and chatting for more than an hour, Qingshi said goodbye and went to rest.

Early the next morning, while it was still just dawn, Qingshi, who was originally sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Starting again?"

He keenly sensed the movement on Divine Sword Peak.

Last night, Qingshi was already confused. These Divine Sword Peak disciples were cultivating all night. This was diligence to the extreme, which made Qingshi a bit unconfident.

Although Profound One Sect disciples were also diligent before, this was no longer a matter of diligence or not; it was completely leaning toward self-abuse.

And now, as the sky just brightened, the many disciples who were originally cultivating hard seemed to have received some signal instantly, and one by one, with green light in their eyes, they rushed to the foot of the mountain again.

Not only the disciples, but the elders at the peak, and personal disciples like Xu Jie, Liu Shuang, and Lu Youyou, also rushed to the foot of the mountain one by one.

"This old thing moved too."

Finally feeling that Hong Zun had also left the cave, perhaps he was afraid of being discovered by himself; this old thing was still sneaky.

If Qingshi hadn't been locking onto the cave, he might have really been run away by this old thing.

Out of curiosity, Qingshi got up directly, came to the courtyard, and saw little Wang Yao who had gotten up early to cultivate.

If it were before, Qingshi would probably think little Wang Yao was very diligent, but now, he could only say that she couldn't compare to Divine Sword Peak disciples at all.

They were cultivating all night; it wasn't even the same level.

"Master."

Seeing Qingshi, little Wang Yao smiled.

"Your master has something to go out for, you wait for me here."

There was no time to explain to little Wang Yao, Qingshi left a sentence and disappeared directly from the spot.

Following everyone to the foot of the mountain, and finally seeing a group of disciples fighting in a group outside a small courtyard, Qingshi was stunned.

What is the situation? Fighting first thing in the morning? When did Divine Sword Peak disciples become so fierce?

It's one thing for disciples to spar, but even many deacons are fighting, which is outrageous.

And, with Qingshi's vision, he could naturally see that everyone was not holding back at all; they were really fighting.

Except for not killing, the long sword slashed on the body, it was really skin and flesh, bloody and blurry.

But even so, the many disciples still didn't retreat at all, one by one as fierce as if they had taken drugs.

Completely unable to understand, what is this for?

Until the chaotic battle ended, the many disciples were divided into four queues. Those who won were lining up obediently, and they didn't care about the injuries and blood stains on their bodies at all.

"Mealtime."

As the sound rang out, the many disciples entered the small courtyard in an orderly manner, and then began to get food.

Getting food? Seeing this scene, Qingshi was stunned.

So the fighting just now was just to eat? Those winning disciples were to get a spot to eat?

The worldview collapsed. A group of cultivators, for the sake of a bite of food, could compete like beggars in the secular world?

As a cultivator, once you embark on the path of cultivation, these so-called grains almost have no temptation.

Even precious monster meat is eaten because it is helpful for cultivation.

But right now, the food these disciples are eating is clearly just ordinary food.

Is it worth it?

Approaching carefully in the dark, before long, a fragrance hit his nostrils directly.

"So fragrant."

He couldn't help but say. At this moment, Qingshi seemed to understand a little why these Divine Sword Peak disciples were so desperate.

Even he felt his index finger move under this fragrance, especially when he saw everyone eating so happily, his saliva had already flowed out involuntarily.

Soon he saw Hong Zun in the crowd, who was holding a cage of soup dumplings, one by one, eating without stopping.

Swallowing his saliva, Qingshi flashed and appeared beside Hong Zun instantly.

And Hong Zun, who was busy eating, didn't react at all, and the soup dumplings in his hand were gone directly.

Hmm?

"Who the hell snatched my soup dumplings? Is there any rule left?"

The strength of the two was about the same, plus Qingshi was a surprise attack, and Hong Zun had no precautions, so when the angry scolding sounded, Qingshi had already impatiently stuffed a soup dumpling into his mouth.

It was very hot, but the taste directly opened the door to a new world for Qingshi.

His eyes widened instantly, and he didn't even pay attention to Hong Zun who was scolding on the side.

And seeing Qingshi at that moment, Hong Zun completely couldn't hold it anymore.

"Old thing, is there any law left? This is my stuff."

"Woo woo woo..."

One was just finished, and he hurriedly stuffed the second one in, saying indistinctly.

Facing this scene, Hong Zun was simply furious. Seeing that there was only one soup dumpling left, he chose to strike directly.

"You're still eating, put the dumpling down for me."

Hong Zun wanted to snatch it, but Qingshi was faster. The one in his mouth hadn't been finished yet, and the last one was also stuffed in by him directly.

Regardless of whether his mouth could hold it or not, his whole old face was puffed up.

Gone, seeing the last dumpling also gone, Hong Zun was stunned in place.

"Old thing, you are bullying people too much."

Saying that, Hong Zun slapped out directly, and Qingshi fought back while eating.

The two rose into the air instantly and fought over Divine Sword Peak.

"Wow, Master and Senior Qingshi are fighting."

"Can that be called fighting? This is sparring."

"Oh oh, yes yes, sparring sparring."

The many disciples were not worried at all, but instead had some expectations. After all, it was rare to see powerhouses of Hong Zun's level fighting.

Eating breakfast while watching powerhouses fight, is there anything happier in this world?