My masters are all over the world of comprehension

Everyone in Xianzong was overwhelmed by the power of the gods at first, and they didn't understand why Chunyang Xianjun Han Linxiao suddenly appeared here.

It wasn't until Lin Qiubai took the initiative to walk over that they suddenly realized that Lin Qiubai was a disciple recognized by Xianjun himself.

Finally, it dawned on me.

Those who were closer were silent and did not dare to speak casually, while those who were farther away lowered their heads and whispered to those around them: "Since Lin Qiubai studied under Chunyang Xianjun, why is he so advanced in the way of swordsmanship?" Accomplishments can be regarded as finding the source.”

"I didn't believe the rumors before, but I didn't expect that the two of them are really master-student relationship."

"Based on my Li Yan, who has been working in the flowers for 30 years, I can tell you that the relationship between these two people is definitely not just a master-student relationship."

……

The monks in the audience did not dare to say anything, they only dared to sneak a glance at the interaction between the two on the competition stage, whispering to each other with a thin mosquito voice. Now that Lin Qiubai's vest has been stripped, most people know that Lin Qiubai is Baiyue Xianjun, Now everyone is more interested in Lin Qiubai's gossip, the confusing relationship between him and several masters.

Han Linxiao didn't intend to stay longer, glanced indifferently at the place where the primordial spirit dissipated, and returned to the small building on the island together with Lin Qiubai. The rest of the monks of various immortal sects who were still interested in gossip erupted into heated discussions.

Just because you sensed that someone was trying to misbehave with your apprentice, so you rushed here without stopping?Who can do this?Not to mention a fairy king, even an ordinary master on any hilltop would not be able to care so much for the disciples he accepted.

There is definitely a story here.

When all the monks were thinking and speculating, Han Tianzong took advantage of everyone's attention and quietly took Duan Jingsheng back. The elder who maintained order frowned and was about to make a move. Elder Zhai Lin glanced at him to stop him.

Now that Duan Jingsheng has become a useless person, they don't need to bite him to death.

Duan Jingsheng was brought back to the temporary residence, and everyone in Han Tianzong thought that he would turn the corner this time, and still be able to recover his cultivation and return to the peak, but the result soon disappointed them.

This time Duan Jing was hurt by his soul, not only his cultivation base was completely destroyed, his spiritual roots were shattered into dross, but also his meridians all over his body were severed, and he would be lingering on the bed for the rest of his life, with no possibility of returning to the fairyland.

When Duan Jingsheng woke up from a coma, he heard the news of the thunderbolt from the blue sky. He couldn't believe it: "This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible!!"

He wanted to sit up but found that he was paralyzed on the bed, his hands and feet were so limp that he couldn't use any strength, he couldn't even feel the existence of his legs and feet, only the pain of tearing his soul and soul that accompanied him like a shadow.

The little junior swallowed his saliva, tremblingly: "It's true, the doctor said that because the senior brother hurt the soul, he couldn't treat it."

"Impossible, impossible..." Duan Jingsheng shook his head desperately. He didn't want to believe this fact, waiting for his scarlet eyes to roar wildly: "Senior! Senior! Help me!"

After a while, there was no response from the sea of ​​consciousness, and the junior brother told Duan Jingsheng about Lin Qiubai strangling Yuanshen. Hearing that the senior had lost his soul, Duan Jingsheng's eyes that were about to tear apart suddenly froze.

The senior is his last trump card, and the opponent is the half-immortal spirit who failed to cross the catastrophe. Because of the senior, he can frequently find opportunities, secrets, and treasures that others cannot see. It can be said that he has more than half of his current status. All thanks to the guidance of the seniors.

He just didn't listen to his senior occasionally, because he was too jealous and hated Lin Qiubai, and he was too fond of his own face so he didn't want to admit defeat. He was just a little willful just once, why did it cause such serious consequences?

Why……

Seeing Duan Jingsheng's face collapsed, the junior brother persuaded him in a low voice: "Senior brother, look away."

After a while, Duan Jingsheng turned his face stiffly: "Where are the members of the secret sect?" Thinking of those high and mighty members of the secret sect, he seemed to come alive again, and he grabbed the sleeve of the junior brother with all his strength, and asked expectantly: " Did they come? Did they say anything? Can I still be cured?"

The younger brother didn't speak.

The door was pushed open from the outside, and a group of people stepped across the threshold and entered the house. They were all dressed in white and gray patterns, with purple gold crowns, and their expressions were all arrogant and contemptuous. "Mr. Siyue", Mr. Siyue ignored him and looked down at Duan Jingsheng who was lying limp on the bed: "You really think that I, the White Snake Secret Sect, is omnipotent? Can heal even a torn soul? If we have such abilities Already lived for 33 days."

Hearing about the secret sect, there was nothing he could do about it. Duan Jingsheng's expression was dull. He couldn't imagine that he would not be able to take care of himself for the rest of his life and was paralyzed on the bed. The people around him were still young but he was getting old. After being admired and sought after by the entire comprehension world, now she is paralyzed on the bed like mud.

The gap was so big that he couldn't accept it at all.

Seeing his grief-stricken face, Mr. Siyue continued to sneer: "Besides, even if we have the ability, why should we help you, a self-seeking waste? We helped you once before, just because you gave Sipo a message. The place where I was, now because of you, my soul is gone..." At this point, he looked at the shivering person on the bed with a gloomy voice, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was like a skeleton, making people creepy.

Duan Jingsheng felt chills down his spine, he wanted to hide but couldn't move his whole body, he could only watch Siyue Jun's feminine face approaching him, rubbing his lips with his cold and thin fingers.

The icy coldness flowed all the way to the bottom of his heart.

Duan Jingsheng's teeth trembled, and he licked his lips nervously: "It was Lin Qiubai who killed Senior Sipo, don't you want to seek revenge from him!?"

Mr. Siyue looked down at him and sneered: "Of course."

Duan Jingsheng still had lingering fears until the members of the secret sect left in a mighty flick of his sleeve. He soon became desperate and found that his tongue had suddenly started to rot. Screaming, with saliva and snot all over his face, he couldn't see the appearance of a handsome gentleman facing the wind, even the incontinence began to spew from below, and the little junior was scared out of his wits by the tragedy and screamed and snatched the door.

Mr. Siyue, who had already walked out of the courtyard, flicked the spirit snake sword at his waist with his fingertips, stopped and turned his head to reveal a soft, cold and cruel smile.

Who is next?

……

After Lin Qiubai left, the competition stage continued.

The next match will be Daoyan Zongsu Ai and Yushoumen Ninglang.

After chanting and singing their names, the two stood on the stage and saluted each other.

Ning Lang is older than Su Ai, and has rich experience. At this time, he said gently and politely: "Friend Su Xian, please."

Both Ning Lang and Su Ai are dark horses this year.Those who were once favored by most people, such as the eldest disciple of the Golden Fan Sect, the first disciple of Luoshui Cave, the son of the peak master of the Yaoshan Gate... were not shortlisted.

Su Ai is a little-known outer disciple of Daoyan Sect. He stood out after seven days of bloody battles. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is a style of play that is more courageous and stronger when he meets the strong. Almost no one is optimistic about him, but he survived all the bumps and bumps all the way to the end.

And Ning Lang is the proper next Sect Master of the Beast Sect. He is well-informed and steady. Because the Sect of the Beasts usually practice hard work and seldom go out of the mountain, most monks don't understand it, and many people have opened their eyes for the first time.

There are huge crowds of people watching the battle.

They have reached the top four and the top two, and the odds of the two are almost [-]-[-].

On the court, as they expected, it was an inextricable fight.

Ning Lang is a dual-cultivator of physical training and beast control. His natal spiritual weapon is the beast-controlling bell on his waist that he wears every day. He doesn't need to make a sound.

And Su Ai is an authentic sword cultivator, and his attacking weapon is the natal spirit sword. As an outer disciple, he was not qualified to own a spirit sword, but after Dao Yanzong was suppressed, he had a chance to stand out. Brilliant Future Wuliang opened a private bank and gave him a spirit sword, and it has been running in pretty well now.

Su Ai occupies the main offensive, and Ning Lang is mainly the defender. He is a physical trainer who calmly faces the sword intent, and there are spirit beasts waiting for the opportunity. Both of them have a very calm mentality. Hundreds of back and forth end neither in victory nor defeat.

The monks in the audience looked at it with great interest, and a monk who was well versed in the way of swords saw the way: "It is said that Su Ai came from Qi Ye Peak, so why does his swordsmanship and fighting style not have the slightest shadow of Qi Ye Peak?"

"Don't you know?" Immediately, a well-informed person answered, "Su Ai is different from others. He used to be an outsider disciple who was not valued. Not to mention practicing swords, he even drew Qi into his body." It is difficult, but I heard that it was Lin Qiubai who knew the pearl with his eyes and taught him how to build a foundation, and Lin Qiubai also gave him the sword manual."

Everyone suddenly realized: "No wonder the more you look at it, the more familiar it looks!"

In his spare time, Lin Qiubai has written thousands of sword manuals, all of which are different, but as long as they are written by the same person, there will always be some similarities in the sword moves, and those who are familiar with the sword can distinguish them at a glance , Even if you don't understand it at all, you can see it even if you watch it too much.

"However, both of them are young, and their mentality is so calm, it really makes people feel that the future is awesome."

"That's right, I didn't watch the previous competition and thought it was due to luck, but now I'm convinced."

"But it's still not as amazing as Lin Qiubai's before."

"Speaking of which, I bet on Duan Jingsheng with Lingshi before, and now I'm losing my pants."

"Who isn't? Look over there and see that no one has lost money."

Everyone looked sideways in the direction he was pointing at, and as expected, they saw someone sitting on the ground without hesitation at the betting market, and their eyes were dull. Most of these people were former supporters or fanboys of Duan Jingsheng.

Seeing this scene, everyone sighed.

No matter what the topic is, Lin Qiubai cannot be avoided. I want to know that when the Xianzong competition is over, Lin Qiubai's name will definitely become famous all over Kyushu again.

……

At this moment, the battle situation on the competition stage gradually changed from tension to white-hot, and you came and I bit each other with every move, and it was quite anxious.

Ning Lang looked dignified, the more he fought against each other, the more he could feel Su Ai's innate learning ability. He was sure that as long as Su Ai was given space, he would definitely become a powerful one in time.

If it was normal, he would definitely admire him very much, maybe he would take the initiative to give in, but he and Qiu Bai have already agreed to meet each other on the final stage.

he……

Don't want to break the appointment.

The red fierce lion roared and drew flames from all directions to surround Su Ai heavily. In the dim light of the flames, Ning Lang punched Su Ai's exposed weakness with a straight fist. Ai had shown a clear tendency to decline. Just when everyone thought he was going to make a decisive decision, Su Ai dodged quickly with a strange figure, raised his sword, and slashed the beast bell in Ning Lang's hand.

Victory and defeat.

The disciples of the Royal Beast Sect in the audience couldn't believe it.

Ning Lang felt a thud in his heart when he was going to the air, knowing that he had been hit by Su Ai's plan. The opponent had carefully planned and planned from the beginning of the fight. He thought that there was a weakness in the lead game, but in fact it was just deliberately released by the opponent. bait.

Winners and losers, in one thought.

There is nothing to say about willing to bet.

Apart from the infinite regret in Ning Lang's heart, Ning Lang's expression was still calm and calm.

Su Ai collected the sword, politely cupped her hands and said, "I've accepted it."

The disciples of Daoyanzong who were watching the battle immediately erupted, and they stood up and shouted loudly at the same time. After Su Ai narrowly won, the final decisive battle of the Xianzong Competition will be their disciples of Daoyanzong. How can we not let them be excited and proud?

Su Ai stretched out her hand: "Is it okay?"

Ning Lang held his hand, but Su Ai took this opportunity to lean into his ear: "This sword move was taught to me by Qiubai." Ning Lang turned his face and saw Su Ai raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a hint of expression. Show off and provoke.

His face also sank.

The corners of Su Ai's mouth curled up slightly, smiling proudly. He had waited for this day for a long time, and he was always paying attention to Lin Qiubai's news. Not only did he spend a lot of money to buy wild lion eggs for the other party, but he also went to the Hundred Flowers Festival together.

So he held his breath until today, and after winning Ning Lang, he couldn't wait to show it off to him.

The original atmosphere on the competition stage was harmonious and sympathetic, but for some reason, the atmosphere suddenly plummeted and turned into a cold winter.

The audience in the audience looked at each other, at a loss.

The judges were very satisfied with this evenly matched match, Elder Zhai Lin announced loudly: "Daoyan Zongsu Ai wins!"

"Isn't the next final match going to be the Daoyan sect's infighting? I didn't expect this development."

"Don't say it, don't say it, you will lose your underwear."

"Dao Yanzong has successors, and I feel that a comeback is just around the corner."

"It is said that Su Ai is today because of Lin Qiubai, and I don't know what the two of them will think about Lin Qiubai tomorrow?"

When the monks of the Immortal Sect were discussing, Su Ai looked at the judges' seat and said, "I will abstain from the final competition and will not participate."

There was an uproar in the audience, and there was a moment of silence in the judges' seat, and the rest of the people all looked at Sect Master Daoyan, but to their surprise, Sect Master Daoyan was the calmest.

He knew about Su Ai's experience and what his living environment was like in Dao Yanzong.

Master Luan of Qiye Peak paid more attention to him than Lin Qiubai.

It is a surprise for Su Ai to get such a ranking today. He thinks it is reasonable that Su Ai is unwilling to face Lin Qiubai. If he deliberately asks Su Ai to compete now, he will Make trouble.

He accepted the fact calmly.

Since the suzerain had nothing to say, and the other disciples had nothing to object, Su Ai came down from the competition stage, and the suzerain patted him on the shoulder: "Good boy."

Seeing his kind and calm smile, Su Ai's tense nerves also eased.

The others were puzzled at first, but after thinking about it, even if Su Ai voluntarily gave up, the fact that the fairy head belonged to Lin Qiubai meant it belonged to their Daoyan Sect! ?

……

The Xianzong Competition came to an end on the seventh day. This Xianzong Competition is undoubtedly the most special one. In the final round, someone abstained. But no matter what, Lin Qiubai became a well-deserved new immortal in the Xianzong Competition. head.

Although the Xianzong competition came to an end, most people still did not leave.The first reason is that the news of the loosening of the seal has spread all over the world, and all the respected and famous monks at the main gate stayed to discuss countermeasures. The second reason is that according to the established practice, there will be a half-day open-air trading meeting on the evening of the seventh day.

The location is on the central island of Sea Island.

There is a wide field of vision and enough venues for everyone to trade and sell items. This situation is a bit like a temporary flea market, but the scope of coverage is broader and more diverse.

After Lin Qiubai returned to the small building, he took a nap. Just when he woke up, Su Ai had finished the competition and went to the island to find him to go to the trade conference with him on the island: "Once in ten years, a hundred cases gather, and there must be There's so much good stuff to see."

Lin Qiubai, who was full of good things in Qiankun's bag, didn't take it seriously, but thinking of Zhu Xizhu who was watching Zhu Xizhu just now and wanted to come again a few times, he thought it would be good to go out for a stroll.

After packing up his things, he and Su Ai went together.

Ning Lang actually wanted to go with Lin Qiubai at first, but he just lost the competition, so he was ashamed to appear in front of Lin Qiubai for a while.

Although it is said that Su Ai has the sword manual given by Lin Qiubai, he also has the spirit beast given by Lin Qiubai. In the final analysis, he still can't cultivate well by himself.

Depressed, Ning Lang was lying on the bed with the wild lion and spirit beast in his arms.

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The central island is located in the center of the sea surrounded by thousands of islands. It is usually crowded with people, but at the end of the trading conference, all the disciples of the various sects took up their positions early and set up a variety of booths.

Thousands of sand seas, bright moon and stars.

Tens of thousands of lights on the island are as bright as day, and you can hear the noise of people in the distance before you even land on the island. All kinds of monks shuttle among them, which shows that they are extremely popular.

Most of the monks had heard of Lin Qiubai's rumored name before, and they were only familiar with it. They remembered his face since today's competition stage. After all, who doesn't remember such a highly recognizable beauty?

That's why when Lin Qiubai first arrived, he caused a commotion among the surrounding people. Fortunately, Su Ai and other Daoyan Sect disciples were there to protect and open the way, so they were able to walk in the crowd of people coming and going.

There are at least a thousand stalls set up on the central island, covering all kinds of goods, ranging from small insect repellent water to large ornamental stalactites. There are countless cultivators, and there are many male cultivators in front of the alchemy for strengthening the body, tonifying the kidneys and strengthening the yang. There are also many treasures sold, such as the Fushui stone from the secret place of Lushan Mountain, the core rock for forging magic weapons, and the lantern flower that can be used for hundreds of medicines. ...

These shops have long been overcrowded and there is nowhere to stay.

Lin Qiubai and Su Ai squeezed together for a while and couldn't squeeze anymore. Su Ai said: "This is just the beginning, the trade conference will last at least until tomorrow evening, so don't be in a hurry, otherwise we will go to the fruit wine shop next door to buy something to drink take a break?"

Lin Qiubai nodded in agreement.

Su Ai took him to the fruit wine shop next door. There was a man and a woman in the shop who seemed to be a Taoist couple. When they saw Lin Qiubai, their eyes lit up, obviously they recognized him.

Su Ai: "Twenty bottles of branded fruit wine."

The two of them plus the other disciples of Dao Yanzong happened to be 20 people. Although the pair of Taoists seemed to want to talk to Lin Qiubai, Su Ai stared at them aggressively from the side. Good to hand over.

Behind the two Dao Yanzong disciples whispered: "Brother Su looks so fierce."

"Looks like a tiger protecting its calf."

Even though the surrounding voices were noisy, Su Ai could still hear clearly and turned around, glaring at the two of them.

The two disciples fell silent for a moment.

The fruit wine is freshly squeezed eucalyptus juice. The eucalyptus fruit itself is known as a drunk fruit, and you will be intoxicated after eating it for a while. After squeezing the fruit wine, it is diluted a lot. Quite a lot.

At this moment, there was a distant noise, and a group of people walked towards them.

All dressed in white and gray patterns, the place they passed was filled with silence.

"It's someone from the Secret Sect," someone from the Daoyan Sect recognized at a glance, rubbing his eyes and seemed to be in disbelief. After all, the Secret Sect has always lived in seclusion, so how could it suddenly appear here.

The leader has a thin figure and a feminine face, a gray shirt in a forged coat, and a soft sword wrapped around his waist. His posture is arrogant and contemptuous and arrogant.

His cold gaze wandered around, and Su Ai suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart. As expected, the Han Tianzong man and the man murmured twice behind him, and his eyes were fixed on Lin Qiu's beautiful side face and pointed face. The raised chin, and then the already indifferent eyes gradually cooled down.

Seeing this, the disciples of Daoyan Sect also felt something was wrong.

The disciple of Han Tianzong took the initiative to stand up from behind Mr. Siyue, his pride was almost written on his face, and he dragged his voice: "This is Mr. Siyue of the secret sect who came from the White Snake Immortal Trail. I want to ask Lin Xianyou for something."

The one who can be called a king is at least the great power in the period of crossing the catastrophe. This feminine and young Lord Siyue has at least a thousand years of life, and he must be a highly respected figure in the secret sect.

Although he felt uncomfortable with his condescending and arrogant posture, no one around him dared to disagree.

After drinking most of the Eucalyptus orchid wine, Lin Qiubai was a little drunk and propped his forehead without responding. Mr. Siyue frowned slightly, and rubbed the soft sword of the snake's head on his waist with his thumb, and took two steps forward.

But these two steps narrowed the distance between the two.

Mr. Siyue's originally arrogant and indifferent expression suddenly changed. He smelled the breath of his close relatives in Lin Qiubai. This delicate and fragile young man has eaten Teng snake!Not just one! ?

At the same time, Lin Qiubai sniffled the tip of his nose and murmured: "It smells so good..."