Advise Qingshan

The next few days were considered safe and sound, Wen Xing's lectures went smoothly, Ye Zhuo was drowsy with his face propped up every time, but Wen Xing seemed to like to look for him everywhere, wherever Ye Zhu sat, he would I especially like to glance where, so Ye Zhuo goes there every time.

The lecture went well, and the competition went well. After all, Xiaquan is the number one sword sect in the world, and his disciples are not low in ranking. Even Jian Qing won the next few rounds safely. Many young disciples of the simplified generation. ,

On the night when the ranking of the outer list ended, Xiaquan summoned all the disciples of the inner list to discuss matters. This time, many elders came. Duanxiu changed into a more formal brocade cloud robe and sat in the middle. Elder Su Yue and Wen Xing Standing on both sides, there are several elders who have never seen before.

The elders all looked solemn, especially Duanxiu and Suyue who were even more gloomy. They talked in a low voice, and the disciples guessed that they must be discussing the issue of the relationship between evil and Taoism, and they all became more respectful.

Only Ye Ju, who was standing still, could hear what they were talking about.

Taoist Suyue, "Old thief Duanxiu, you still have the face to push me in front of me, and cut me off completely. I knew that my old lady would have fired a cannon and cleared me up."

Duanxiu: "Acceptance, acquiescence, next time I will shoot you too."

After all the disciples entered the main hall one by one, they sat upright, and after reading out some useless nonsense such as "Friendship first, competition second", "Today you are proud of going to the spring, and tomorrow you will be proud of you" , Duanxiu waved a long red gold scroll, on which there were many competition items, and many names and surnames were densely listed.

Up to now, all the inner-referred disciples of the sect have been announced. Ye Zhuo looked casually, but he didn't know any of them anyway. When his eyes crossed the column of the long boat crossing the moon, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Changzhou Duyue Pavilion has three referral places, which is huge in size, but under its roster, there is only one bare name——Zhu Bai.

This person's name is very common in the world, but it is a bit strange to put it here.

The world of cultivating immortals has never used Dao names by names. For example, Jian Qing is Jian Qing. No one calls him a common name, but Dao names are pure and elegant. Looking around, this long scroll is full of words like Qing, You, Ning, and Jing. .Zhu Bai looked very vulgar.

What's even more amazing is that this person didn't arrange any battles two days ago, Ye Zhu also came to make up the numbers, but Duanxiu also arranged two trials for Ye Zhu, but this one sat naked until the end.

However, my dear friend is not the most weird one. The number one recommended by Moxiu is Qingwan, whose name is unexpectedly respectful, gentle, virtuous and virtuous. Compared with Moxiu's internally recommended list, she may be more suitable to appear in the embroidery competition.

When he saw the sword repair list, the first name that caught his eyes was Jian Qing, and Jian Qing's opponent was actually an acquaintance.

He turned his head to look at Jian Qing, "It's Xie Yangli again."

Jian Qing was obviously hit hard by that competition, and now he still has psychological shadows. He flinched and looked at Jian Bai and Ye Zhuo as if asking for help. A shortcoming, guaranteed to knock his head off."

After a while, he took the lead in grabbing Jian Qing's shoulders, "Afraid?"

Jian Qing curled her lips, "He broke two of my ribs last time, can you not be afraid? It's the first time I've seen someone so ruthless."

Ye Zhuo said, "He's not being cruel to you. It's not uncommon to compete with him later and have his leg bones removed." He took out a seal talisman from his sleeve, "Put it away, this is the only one."

Jian Qing took it over and over again and looked at it for a long time. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that it was just a few random scribbles on the toilet paper, but he also knew that Ye Zhuo had a lot of good things, so he asked, "What is this?"

Ye Zhuo remained silent.

The next day, Jian Qing put the talisman on his body and walked into the arena with his head held high. He deliberately stepped on and clicked in. Xie Yangli had obviously been waiting for him under the sun for a long time. He showed a gentle smile and said in a personable manner, "Fellow Daoist Jian Qing is here!" It's a bit late, could it be that it was me again in the first game, I was too nervous last night?"

Just as Jian Qing wanted to scold the country, he couldn't speak the cursive words, but his body was out of control. He watched him return the salute gracefully, with an extraordinary posture and a righteous attitude, then opened his lips and teeth, and said with a smile, " Does fellow daoist's broken rib still hurt today?"

The arbitrator of the Nanhuaiqin Sect nodded, "This little disciple is quite famous today."

There was a burst of exclamation from the audience, and several priests from Xiaquan Palace gathered together and shouted, "My God, look at how handsome Senior Brother Jian Qing is!"

Jian Qing silently straightened her back.

Xie Yangli broke two of Jian Qing's ribs, Ye Jue's casual sword aura accidentally broke four of his ribs, and now he is still in pain. Let's see the real trick below."

Without further ado, Jian Qing drew his sword and stabbed him. His movement was as fast as thunder, Xie Yangli was caught off guard and blocked with his horizontal sword, but Jian Qing turned sideways like a ghost, turning his waist over his wrist, lifting With the backhand of the arm, the tip of the sword crossed the neck in an instant, leaving behind a small string of blood beads. If he went forward for a moment, he would be killed on the spot.

There were constant discussions on the field.

"Oh my god, Jian Qing has improved so much in two days."

"My God, Senior Brother Jian Qing is suddenly so powerful?"

And the moment the sword edge brushed against his neck, Xie Yangli didn't have time to react.

Ye Zhuo said silently, "Have you heard the story of the seven captures of Meng Huo?"

Jian Qing also said, "Have you heard the story of the seven captures of Meng Huo?"

Xie Yangli gritted his teeth.

Ye Zhuo silently said, "Do you admit defeat? If you don't admit defeat now, I will let you go seven times until you admit defeat."

Jian Qing read it along.

In this match, Ye Zhu specially wore a bamboo hat, and hid his arrogant face under the brim of the hat. The audience saw Jian Qing standing like an old pine, with a dignified and arrogant demeanor, imposing manner, which made Xie Yangli almost kneel down.

Many elders twisted their beards, "Not bad."

Someone started shouting "Brother Jian Qing is amazing!"

Jian Qing wanted to bow his head in shame, but Ye Zhuo's expression was still raised, he could only sway his neck, pull his muscles, and almost caused his neck to cramp.

Ye Zhuo transmitted the voice, "Don't be nervous, relax a little, you will hinder my momentum more."

Jian Qing's neck became even more stiff.

Jian Qing was uncomfortable, and Xie Yangli's neck was also uncomfortable. He covered the blood on his neck and thought, "Damn it, why did this person become like this?"

He was frightened in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he sneered, "Admit defeat? How can a sword repairer go forward indomitably, how can he admit defeat?"

Ye Zhuo raised his finger, Jian Qing drew his sword, he leaned over to avoid Xie Yangli's attacking long sword, turned up on his toes, leaned over from behind and stabbed, a "long street half a foot of snow" shot out, hitting Xie Yangli on his back. In an instant, there was another bloodstain.

In just two rounds, he almost died twice.Moreover, Jian Qing didn't use a single bit of spiritual power, but only relied on sword intent to push him to this point.

Ye Zhuo asked again, "Do you admit defeat?"

Jian Qing probed, "Why don't you forget it." He said, "You can't learn this expression, my face is about to twitch."

Xie Yangli poked his neck and massaged for a while, seeing Jian Qing's facial muscles move more and more strangely, as if he was fighting against the anger in his heart, and was about to burst out a shocking power from his fiery body, violently hurting others, his pupils froze. Shrinking, as if he had seen the appearance of being pierced through the heart, he hurriedly said, "Admit defeat, I admit defeat."

So Jian Qing sheathed his long sword, and without saying a word, he gave him a sideways glance, turned around, and his back was as serene as he was.This match between him and Xie Yangli was the first match of sword cultivators, and Xie Yangli was known as a little Wenxing, Xiaquan disciples were not convinced, seeing Jian Qingying's beauty, they erupted into cheers like mountains and seas.

Jian Qing's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and wiped the sweat from his forehead to hide it.

Ye Zhuo withdrew his hand and breathed a sigh of relief. Xie Yangli's cultivation was still high. Ye Zhuo was not so handy in manipulating Jian Qing's spiritual power, and he couldn't really rely on his cultivation to suppress others. Jian Bai said, "The fight is not bad, so I'll go first."

Wen Xing was still teaching next door today, Ye Zhu was in a hurry to find him.

But before he opened his legs, there was a burst of cheers from below. He raised his eyes to look, and saw that the Moxiu stand on the opposite side was sparsely seated, but now it was already full. Cultivators like the "Blood Lord" were crowded like a bunch of refugees receiving relief porridge. They were all knocking on their bowls hoping to see through, and almost squeezed into the stands of the demon cultivators.

Ye Zhu asked curiously, "Who is next?"

Just at this time, someone nearby called out loudly, "The next scene, Moxiu Qingwan vs Yaoxiu Zhangfu."

Ye Zhuo was very curious about this magic cultivator with an extremely gentle name, so he sat down again, looked towards the edge of the stage with great interest, and said, "This Qing Wan is very popular among the demon cultivators."

Jian Bai explained, "I heard that he is the No. 1 demon cultivator in this generation, and he is very famous in Shuhe Dao."

Shuhe Dao is a well-known black market for magic cultivators in the Three Realms. There are countless rare treasures in it, and everyone calls it a trade. In fact, the forces of all parties infiltrate each other, and people often disappear and die. It's rare to go there to buy and sell, but there is not much movement, so he just turned a blind eye.

Ye Ju said, "Oh? How famous?"

Jian Bai said, "I heard that he was on the most wanted list for murder and robbery, and offered a reward of 15 top-grade spirit stones. Now, more than three years have passed, and he is unscathed."

Ye Zhuo said, "This is really not easy."

Then, there was the sound of ring pendants colliding on the field, followed by Moxiu's cheers one after another.

I saw the person who covered her face with a long veil, tall and tall, with countless hairpins on her head, jingling, and tassels hanging on her forehead, and she painted bright red Koudan on her hands, and she could see the bright red hair through the tulle covering her face. Lipstick, and even the clothes are not as dark as ordinary Moxiu, but wearing a gold-woven phoenix feather gown with large peonies on the cuffs.

Ye Zhu glanced at his face, "It hurts my eyes."

It was rare to see such an otherworldly attire, Moxiu couldn't help but cheer.

Fortunately, the two stood still in the field, and Zhang Fu saluted first, saying, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

Qing Wan also bowed slightly and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

Her voice is not loud, but it is enough to make the audience boil, not only the monks, but even Ye Zhu, who was calm just now, also showed a look of surprise and uncertainty

——This beautiful female cultivator named Qing Wan actually speaks a majestic bass, her voice is like Huang Zhong Dalu, and she has the potential to swallow mountains and rivers.

Ye Zhuo twitched the corners of his mouth, and only after a while did he say, "The current male cultivators really have a lot of personality."