My cat grass is gone

Although Bai Xiao told Ye Ling to leave, Ye Ling did not leave immediately.

His eyes fell on the paper crane in Bai Xiao's hand.

Under the candlelight, Ye Ling seemed to have regained his demon body, and his big eyes were extraordinarily bright like small light bulbs: "What are you looking at? Is this the communication paper crane from Xijianmen?"

Bai Xiao looked at Ye Ling unexpectedly: "Have you seen it?"

Ye Ling came to observe the paper crane carefully before the collapse: "When we were talking in the main hall, the apprentice of the master of Xijian Sect sent a message, saying that the residence of monk Jinghu has been cleaned up, and he can move in at any time."

It should be the paper crane sent by the black-clothed foundation-building monk who was with Master Yundan before, the man named Yuanchuan.

However, the communication paper crane in Bai Xiao's hand in front of him gave people a different feeling, maybe because of his different cultivation level, the aura on the paper crane carried a slight chill.

"Is this the origami crane of Master Yundan?"

Ye Ling speculated, "I heard from the monks in Jinghu that the monks in Xijianmen are all good at swordsmanship, and Master Yundan's sword is particularly sharp."

"Yes."

Bai Xiao looked at the paper crane in his palm. He kept stroking the two wings of the paper crane, carefully feeling the spiritual power impregnated on the paper crane.

Yeling asked curiously, "Is there any question?"

Bai Xiao played with the paper crane, his expression unpredictable, he said in an uncertain tone: "There is a small problem."

Bai Xiao is very familiar with Feng Jianke's spiritual power, after all, the two are Taoist couples.

The spiritual power on the paper crane gave Bai Xiao a paradoxical illusion. The spiritual power feels sharp and hostile in the cold. It is indeed like the spiritual power of a swordsman, but... it can also be a monster that uses the cold spiritual power The magic power used.

However, the skill of using spiritual power on the paper crane is extremely immature, and it is too far behind Feng Jianke's superb skill of using spiritual power to welcome the blizzard with countless branches and leaves in the strong wind.

But no matter what, Bai Xiao can confirm one thing: "Jian Ke is related to Xijianmen."

This is a special kind of intuition.

"You mean this paper crane..."

Ye Ling took a breath: "Could it be Master Yundan who did it? Wait, I heard from the monks in Jinghu that Master Yundan used to be in the mid-Gold Core stage. Seeing him today, it seems that his cultivation has increased."

Bai Xiao lowered his eyes, and the flickering of the candle made his jade-like face more murderous and awe-inspiring.

"If it's really him..."

Ye Ling immediately said bluntly, "I'll go find out the news tomorrow."

Bai Xiao closed his eyes, continued to play with the paper cranes, and stopped talking.

Feng Jianke, who left the Zongmen Hall, didn't know that half of his vest had fallen off.

The time for him to really get in touch with the common sense of the world of comprehension is still too short. If it was Master Yun Lan, he would not have made such a low-level mistake.

At this moment, Fengjianke is still having a headache, what if Master Yunming slips up.

He and Daoist Yunming went back to the Weiyu Building together, and did not go to live in Meilin again.

Given that the city lord of Yujing lives in Xizhao Pavilion, what if Yuanying is so shameless that he sweeps the entire Mount Heyao with his spiritual thoughts?

I'm afraid that apart from the special secret treasures of the sect and the main hall of the mountain gate, the formation protection in other places can't stop this boss's secret investigation at all.

So Fengjianke lived in the Weiyu Building, Master Yunming lived on the third floor, and Fengjianke went to the quiet room on the second floor to make do for a few days.

There was nothing to say all night, and at dawn the next day, Fengjian Ke and Master Yunming went to the Sword Discourse Arena together.

The Sword Discourse Terrace is located on the west side of Heyao Mountain, a slightly low hilltop.

The top of the mountain was artificially flattened to form a flat platform on the top of the mountain. The platform has a large area and many flowers and plants are planted around it. Railings and plank roads are erected on it to facilitate the access between the platform and other mountain peaks.

There is a gazebo on the platform, and there are three round stone tables and stone chairs in front of the gazebo. On weekdays, the disciples of Xijianmen often come to the Sword Discussion Arena to fight swords. When they are tired, they will drink and chat in the gazebo, happy all day.

When Fengjian Ke and Immortal Yunming came over, Brother Jinghu had already arrived, and Master Yuyu Lake and Immortal Yunlan were sitting in the gazebo, talking about something.

Master Yun Ya was chatting with Huang Bo. Although Huang Bo was a bit naturally dumb, he also knew that it was not suitable for chatting at this time, so every time the topic was diverted to Master Yun Lan by Master Yun Ya, Huang Bo immediately shut up and said Master Yun Ya showed innocent and aggrieved eyes.

Yuan Chuan and two other foundation-building disciples stood on the side. After Fengjian Ke and Master Yunming came over, a monk from Jinghu who was sitting on the outside immediately greeted Master Yunming.

"Mingyu, you are here." Master Yulan said briskly, "You are the only ones missing."

Feng Jianke looked at the real Yulan in front of him. This is the monk who runs very fast. He is in the early stage of golden core, and his cultivation level is comparable to that of real Yunming.

Master Yunming raised a bright smile: "Yulan, it's so early."

After all, she dragged Feng Jianke to sit in front of a stone table. Besides Immortal Yulan, there was also Immortal Yuzhan who was good at protecting the shell of a tortoise.

Feng Jian Ke quickly glanced at the real Yun Ya and Huang Bo and the two middle-stage golden core monks of Jinghu Lake were sitting on another stone table, while the master of Yuyu Lake and real Yun Lan were sitting in the gazebo.

The position at the top of the gazebo is empty, it should be reserved for the City Lord of Yujing.

After Fengjian Ke was seated, Master Yuzhan took the initiative to chat with Fengjian Ke: "If you meet fellow Taoist Yundan today, please be merciful."

Kazami Ke almost said something to each other modestly, he sullenly raised his chin slightly, and there was some fighting spirit in his eyes: "I am looking forward to the competition with you. Please bear with me."

The smile on the real Yuzhan's face almost didn't hold back. Before the fight started, Yundan said that he was going to cut off his magic weapon, which was unreasonable.

Master Yunming smiled and asked Master Yulan, "Have you decided on the order of appearance?"

Master Yulan said with a smile: "No, the head said lottery, what about you?"

Master Yunming said distressedly: "Our sect master said that he will draw lots for us."

Master Yulan was dumbfounded: "This...isn't it you who smoked it yourself?"

Master Yunming shrugged: "He is the sect master, he has the final say."

To be exact, Master Yunlan was worried that Master Yunming was talking nonsense, Master Yunya was messing around with petty tricks, Feng Jianke was too unlucky to draw a bad lottery, so Master Yunlan simply did it for him.

Before leaving the cave in the morning, Master Yunlan numbered his three younger siblings, Yunya is A, Fengjianke is B, and Yunming is C.

Now the three numbered tickets are in Huang Bo's hands.

A few minutes later, Bai Xiao came over with Ye Ling. As the boss of Nascent Soul, Bai Xiao was naturally the last to appear on the stage. He sat down on the gazebo and said in a flat tone, "Let's get started."

Immortal Yunlan and Master Yuyu nodded at the same time. Immortal Yunlan looked at Huang Bo. Huang Bo flipped his hand and took out a box.

At the same time, Lake Master Yutiao also took out a box and put it in front of Bai Xiao.

Bai Xiao didn't move, Ye Ling stepped forward to pick up the box, and met Huang Bo's eyes.

One cat and one dog reached out to grab the sticks in the box, and soon Huang Bo pulled out a black stick with B written on it, while Ye Ling drew out a white stick with Yin written on it.

Fengjian Ke Xin clicked his tongue, and he immediately activated the two-color jade with the pinch method, and his mind was cold and calm in an instant.

Accompanied by extreme rationality, a different emotion suddenly rose in his heart. If Shao Dan faced such a situation, what would he do?

The next second, Fengjian Ke Chang laughed, and before everyone could react, he appeared directly in the center of the Sword Discourse Arena. He seemed extremely happy, and with a flick of his wrist, Guangchen Sword came out of its sheath with a clang.

Kazami Keman said, "I'm making a fool of myself."

At the same time, a man in a blue robe among the monks in Jinghu got up slowly: "It turns out that Fellow Daoist Yundan is the second lottery, and the next one is Yin."

This person is Master Yuming, a middle-stage Jindan cultivator in Jinghu who is intensively practicing techniques. His strength is solid and steady, he does not have too strong attack methods, but he has no obvious shortcomings. He is the mainstay of Jindan monks in Jinghu.

Seeing these two confronting each other, neither the master of Yuyu lake nor the master of Yunlan was very satisfied.

The master of Yuyu Lake wanted Tian Ji to win the horse race, and real Yunlan wanted Feng Jianke to preserve his strength and fight against two. However, since the big competition was held under the supervision of Yujing City and Laichuan City, it meant that the two had no possibility of cheating at all. .

Now that the strong opponents of the two sects meet together, no matter who wins or loses, it will be a loss!

Instead, Bai Xiao's spirits perked up, and a pair of ice blue eyes locked on Fengjian Ke.

Today, Fengjian Ke changed into a robe. This is a double-breasted robe with a protective formation that Daoist Yun Ming helped to find. The robe is dark green, and the robe is covered with a silver sleeveless vest.

"Senior brother didn't want to wear this style in the past, but now I have to show you the upper body..."

Master Yunming said so, Feng Jianke naturally couldn't refuse, and the protective formation attached to the robe was also good, so he obediently changed it.

Maybe it was an illusion of changing clothes, but Bai Xiao always felt that Master Yundan in front of him seemed to be much more energetic, and his aura became more energetic and intense, especially the eyebrows and eyes of Master Yundan.

It was a kind of joy that reached directly to the chest, and the expectation and heroism for the upcoming battle spontaneously rose, such a person...

Bai Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly. A true swordsman enters the Tao with the sword, and will not use the power of pills to improve his cultivation.

A trace of doubt in his heart wavered again, couldn't it be Shao Dan?

Just as Bai Xiao was thinking wildly, there was a sharp and ear-piercing sound of swords. Bai Xiao took a closer look, but saw that the real Yundan was swaying like a red crane, and when he waved his big sleeves, a cold light suddenly pierced out.

Like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, or like the light of the sky suddenly appearing, between a sword's light and coldness, it seems that there is only this sword light left in the world.

Unbeatable, unstoppable.

Sword Broken Thirteen Styles · Changhong

Bai Xiao couldn't help but admire.

This Daoist Yundan really deserves to be the strongest monk in Xijianmen's kendo. His sword intent is too pure, stronger than many Nascent Soul monks.

Pfft.

A sound as if a bubble burst suddenly sounded, and at the moment when the sky and the earth were dark, the water flow appeared soundlessly.

It was as if an invisible hand pulled out a flowing silk ribbon from the sky, and the translucent ribbon was entangled in front of Master Yuming. At the moment when the cold light suddenly appeared, he forcibly rubbed the sword blade to change the direction of attack.

Feng Jianke and Yuming real person pass by.

There is no winner or loser in this move.