Master, supreme

He, respect him, love him, and should not speak ill of him.

So he slightly nodded and nodded: "Then can you please...can the priest take me there? I don't know the way..."

The voice of the slender boy was still timid and timid.

Xiao Wenqu couldn't help chuckling, and stretched out his hand towards Yue Chuanxiong.

"Let's go."

Yue Chuanxiong was startled when he heard the words, and put his palm on it with a blank mind.

Everything seemed to be in slow motion in his eyes, and every minute, every second, every picture was engraved in his mind, extremely clear.

"Do you want to worship me as a teacher?"

Walking in the shade of the trees, Yue Chuanxiong's mind was suddenly awakened by Xiao Wenqu's words.

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6. Appreciating a teacher should be of the highest quality spiritually

"What did the Taoist priest say?" He asked in disbelief.

——Xiao Wenqu’s gentle remark——

"What did the Taoist priest say?" He asked in disbelief.

Xiao Wenqu repeated it gently: "Are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"

"I am willing! Of course I am willing!" Yue Chuanxiong's voice suddenly raised, and his voice was trembling.

The depression that permeated his heart before seemed to have an outlet suddenly, which made him a little incoherent with excitement.

Xiao Wenqu was slightly stunned, his eyes were half down, and his slender and thick eyelashes cast a deep shadow under his eyelids.

"How can I worship the Taoist priest as my teacher!" Yue Chuanxiong asked first.He knew that it would be very difficult with his current aptitude, but as long as he was given a chance, he would do his best to fight for it.After all, he didn't want to embarrass the Taoist priest.

When Xiao Wenqu saw that he took the initiative to ask questions, he breathed a sigh of relief, and he felt more at ease: "If you want to worship me as a teacher, you have to practice with other disciples, and strive to win in the ceremony of apprenticeship five years later. "

"Uh..." Yue Chuanxiong thought for a while after hearing the words: "As long as I win, can I worship the Taoist priest as my teacher?"

Xiao Wenqu nodded slightly: "Naturally."

"Then can I call the Taoist priest my master?"

Xiao Wenqu didn't know where Yue Chuanxiong's excitement came from, after all it was just a title.

"Respecting the teacher and respecting the way, naturally it is the best to call the teacher respected."

Yue Chuanxiong laughed when he heard the words, and his tense nerves relaxed at that moment.

"I see."

I will try my best to stand by your side.

Listening to his resolute words, Xiao Wenqu glanced sideways at the lonely mountain shrouded in mist not far away.A crane flew by and let out a long cry.

Involuntarily, he asked Yue Chuanxiong hesitantly.

"Do you really want to practice Taoism?"

"Uh..." Yue Chuanxiong had seriously considered this question.

"Life as a little beggar is already like that for me. It was the Taoist priest who showed me the new world. Why can't I try to start again here and work hard to break out a world of my own? "What's more, there is nothing for him to miss about the mortal affairs.

After all, who doesn't want to stand taller and see farther.Especially after seeing the wider world.

Xiao Wenqu stood aside and looked at him quietly, and also saw the determination in his eyes.

After being silent for a while, he took out a one-finger-wide ring ring from his sleeve. On the ring surface was a magnolia flower that was hollowed out and carved. It was silver and white, and looked sober and beautiful.

He nodded and pulled Yue Chuanxiong's slender wrist, and the finger in his palm turned into a jade ring the size of a bracelet in a flash of inspiration.

Yue Chuanxiong was pulled stiff by him, his palms were involuntarily clenched into fists, and then he took a deep breath and slowly opened his palms.

Xiao Wenqu put the jade ring on his wrist.Said softly.

"This is an immortal artifact that I obtained by accident during my early years of training. The grade is not too high, but it has excellent functions of strengthening the body and calming the mind. It is good for your next cultivation. "

Yue Chuanxiong only felt that his wrist was cold, and he looked at Xiao Wenqu's snow-white chin in a daze.Only the light-colored, parted lips were in sight.

"Thank you...thank you, Daoist."

"Thank you, I brought you to the spiritual realm, so I have to be responsible to you."

"Uh..." Yue Chuanxiong gradually came to his senses after listening to these words: "No, no, Taoist priest, I can't take it, this jade ring is too precious..."

Talk about taking it off.

Xiao Wenqu pressed his wrist and shook his head.His expression was not majestic, but he was extremely convincing.

Yue Chuanxiong lowered his eyes and accepted it.

The next day, Li Yanzhi tested the spiritual root for Yue Chuanxiong in Yujian Hall.He thought that Yue Chuanxiong would be taken directly to Jianghe Palace, but he didn't expect to start from the bottom disciples.

Sword cultivation is the most basic way of cultivation in Chaoling Realm.It is hard to say that it is simple but it is not simple. After all, getting started is a hurdle that must be experienced.

The disciples of Yujiantang were very interested in this airborne junior.

Yue Chuanxiong put his palm on the Chu Lingzhu blankly.A light blue light flashed.Li Yanzhi looked at him in surprise.

"High-grade spiritual root."

Sure enough, Xiao Wenqu would not bring a mortal person back for no reason.

A top-grade spiritual root, even in Chaoling Realm, is a good seed that can be cultivated.

"In the future, remember to guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and practice hard." Li Yanzhi said, and made a note for Yue Chuanxiong on the roster.

Yue Chuanxiong has no concept of what spiritual roots are, and thinks that as long as he can cultivate, it will be fine.However, in the eyes of others, it is a calm and calm appearance, which is very eye-catching.

The sword cultivator disciple who didn't get along well with Yue Chuanxiong before also ran over to watch the fun, and frowned after learning the test results of Yue Chuanxiong.

"He turned out to be a high-grade spiritual root? Is it true?"

"It can't be fake, it was tested by Qingfeng Xianzun himself."

Jianxiu sneered when he heard the words: "When did even the top-grade spiritual roots become so bad?"

"Brother Wuyong, aren't you also a high-grade spiritual root?" There is no need to speak so eccentrically.

"Go, go." Lin Wuyong raised his hand impatiently and waved him away.

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7. Ten Great Swords - Zhanlu

Although he disliked Yue Chuanxiong, there was no need to deliberately target him.What's more, even if you want to;

Although he disliked Yue Chuanxiong, there was no need to deliberately target him.What's more, even if you want to target, you shouldn't take the lead by yourself.

But then again, why are some people's lives so good?

Those who look like a beggar can be picked up by Qionghua Immortal Venerable, not to mention being brought back to the Chaoling Realm, and the top-grade spiritual root was also detected.If Immortal Venerable Qionghua reminded him in the future, he might soar into the sky in the future.

So why?Why?

Lin Wuyong chuckled lightly, and didn't bother to watch the excitement.Turn around and leave.

Yue Chuanxiong's residence was arranged by Li Yanzhi in the best wing in Yujian Hall according to the level of spiritual roots.

The nameplate of the wing room ranks twelve. Although it is the last one in the upper class wing room, the cultivation resources it gets are completely incomparable between the middle class and the lower class.

The difference can be said to be one sky and one earth.The most important thing is that the right to use all the wings of Yujiantang can be obtained through challenges in the ring.

In other words, even if you temporarily live in this wing, this wing is still not yours.

Yue Chuanxiong has no deep experience in the world, and his foundation is still shallow. After getting the nameplate of the wing room, he will immediately become the primary target of the challengers.

In fact, Fuyu Mountain has a vast land and abundant resources, and there is absolutely no shortage of such resources.

However, in order to increase the cultivation enthusiasm of grassroots disciples, the master of Fuyu Mountain came up with such a regulation.However, it turns out that it works.

Everyone depends on their own abilities, and don't be dissatisfied with others.However, it is not conducive to the physical and mental health of the disciples.

Xiao Wenqu once proposed to abolish this regulation, but Shanzhu said that this is also a kind of experience, so he has kept it.

Yue Chuanxiong didn't have any luggage, so he only wore a snow-white shirt and lived in the wing room directly.

There is almost everything in the wing room, there are beds and quilts, as well as several sets of clothes and spirit stones.

On the cabinet in the study room was a spirit sword that all Yujiantang disciples would have.Yue Chuanxiong involuntarily stepped forward to pick up the sword, pulled the hilt away, and a ray of cold light suddenly appeared, and Yue Chuanxiong's calm and youthful face was printed on the radiant sword blade.

It is said that after the apprenticeship ceremony, the winner will have the opportunity to go to the sword mound to choose his own sword.

Moreover, the sabers in the Sword Tomb are all fairy weapons with sword spirits, which are by no means comparable to ordinary spirit swords.However, whether the sword spirit is strong or weak depends on the individual's fortune.

Yue Chuanxiong had inquired quietly with someone, saying that Venerable Qionghua also took the sword from the sword mound a few years ago.

At that time, Venerable Qionghua won the apprenticeship ceremony and became the most proud disciple of the Lord of Fuyu Mountain, so his sword-taking ceremony attracted special attention.

He was the first disciple to go to the sword mound to get the sword, and also the first disciple to take out the divine sword from the sword mound.

And since then, no second sword taker can reach such a peak.

Now that time has passed, the five elders still have fresh memories of that day.

Xiao Wenqu was dressed in plain white but was in the dark, only the area around the piece of magma in the center of the sword mound was emitting a burst of black and red light.

His face was calm and unwavering, but it looked a bit ghostly due to the red light.

In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, flying sand and rocks.A long black sword stood upright from the sword mound, twirling in front of Xiao Wenqu, emitting bursts of sword cries.From time to time, dragon chant lingers, deafening.

Xiao Wenqu watched, his eyes, which were as quiet as an ancient pool, moved, and his black hair was blown by the strong aura around the long sword, like the minions of monsters flying wantonly behind him.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Wenqu invited out the ancient sword—Zhanlu.

This is a sword, but also a pair of deep eyes.The whole black long sword is so natural that it doesn't have the slightest pattern embellishment, so that people can't even feel its sharpness.

But it is like a bottomless abyss.When you look at it, it also looks at you, observes you, weighs your right and wrong, and criticizes your gains and losses.

Different from ordinary swords, it is more like a blade hanging above the heads of those in power, warning everyone, and also warning everyone.All the time, it shows its majesty and majesty.

Although the appearance of this sword is very domineering, its intention is very consistent with Xiao Wenqu's.I just don't know why Venerable Qionghua took the sword away in just two or three years.Even if it was unsheathed again, it would be tens or hundreds of years ago.

But then again, the Xuanji Umbrella that Venerable Qionghua later switched to is also a must.There are so many changes in high-grade immortal artifacts, even if one is against a hundred, it is no problem.

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8. Sudden competition

Yue Chuanxiong was fascinated by the spirit sword.It seems to have witnessed the legendary love story hundreds of years ago;

Yue Chuanxiong was fascinated by holding the spirit sword.It seems to have witnessed the legendary scene hundreds of years ago.

At that time, Qionghua Immortal Venerable should not be a few years older than himself, and he might be very proud, or he might be arrogant.

The delicate and soft eyebrows and eyes may also have a trace of uninhibited and vigorous blood that are unique to rebellious teenagers.

In short, it was something I had never seen, nor could I imagine.

Yue Chuanxiong couldn't help feeling slightly lost.

The door of the wing room was suddenly kicked open, and a ray of cold light flashed in front of Yue Chuanxiong.

Yue Chuanxiong narrowed his eyes and turned to look.A disciple in light blue clothes was pointing at him with a spirit sword, his face was handsome but full of arrogance.

"Are you the temporary resident of this wing?" the disciple in Tsing Yi asked.

Yue Chuanxiong keenly sensed that the visitor was not kind, and nodded while pinching the nameplate.

"it's me."

Hearing the words, the disciple in Tsing Yi glanced at Yue Chuanxiong from top to bottom, snorted coldly and saluted with fists together.

"Next time, Cheng Zien is here to challenge you."

"Challenge me?" Yue Chuanxiong didn't understand, what challenge did he have?

Seeing his incomprehensible look, Cheng Zien stood with his sword behind his back and his hands behind his back: "Do you think that Qingfeng Xianzun gave you the nameplate of this wing, and this wing belongs to you? People with insufficient cultivation base What can get the best resources from the beginning, so I am here to get everything back."

As he spoke, he pointed his sword at Yue Chuanxiong again: "Do you want to go to the arena, or just compete in this wing room."

Yue Chuanxiong understood when he heard this, and it turned out that he was here to mess things up.But he also knows how much he has, and he doesn't know anything yet, so he will only be beaten if he competes with others.

And he believes that most of the people in Yujiantang know about it, so he is not afraid of embarrassment.Since it is necessary to compare, then it will be done in a fair manner.

"Senior Brother Zien's kind invitation, it's not easy for me as a junior to refuse. If that's the case, then let's go to the ring to compete."

"The arena?" Cheng Zien was a little surprised when he heard the words: "You have a lot of courage."

After saying that, he put away his sword: "Then I will go ahead and go to the arena to wait for you."

As soon as the voice fell, the blue figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the wing room.

Yue Chuanxiong held the cabinet and took a deep breath, looked at the untouched spirit sword in his hand and was silent for a while, but there was nothing he could do.Who told him to run into it by coincidence?

……

The news that Cheng Zien challenged Yue Chuanxiong soon spread to the entire Yujian Hall, and all the disciples who had nothing to do planned to run over to watch the excitement.

After all, Yue Chuanxiong is a new student, so there is always something new to see in his first competition.For better or worse, it was more interesting than the usual competition.

What's more, Cheng Zien's cultivation base is not too high, and he can only be regarded as an upper-middle level among middle-level disciples, but he has a strong background.

He is the nephew of Lingxian Zun, one of the five elders of Fuyu Mountain, not to mention his noble status, but the spirit weapon and fairy weapon he is carrying is first-class.

Moreover, Lingxian protects the weak, no matter who is right or wrong in anything, the first reaction is to beat others out first, and then close the door to educate their own people.And this education often goes astray.

For example, a few years ago Cheng Zien fought with a senior brother and lost the fight.Master Lingxian found out, and first taught that senior brother who didn't know what to do, and then looked at his nephew with disgust.admonition to...

"You can't even win a fight. What have you learned during these years in Chaoling Realm?"

After finishing speaking, he threw a defensive high-grade spiritual weapon to Cheng Zien.Cheng Zien took the spiritual weapon while smoking, and wiped away tears triumphantly.So over time, Cheng Zien has developed an arrogant and arrogant temperament.

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9. Rookie's daily life

Therefore, it is perfect for Cheng Zien to challenge Yue Chuanxiong.After all, neither of them is provincial;

Therefore, it is perfect for Cheng Zien to challenge Yue Chuanxiong.After all, neither of them is easy-going. One is Lingxianzun's nephew, and the other is Qionghuazun's "guest" brought back from the mortal world. No matter who wins or loses in a fight between the two, there will be a follow-up to watch.

What's more, one of them is still at a disadvantage.And most importantly, Lingxian Zun and Qionghua Zun are not compatible.

This kind of disunity is not something that happened between the two people, but Lingxian Zun's unilateral dislike of Qionghua Zun.

It may be that Qionghua Zun's radiance is too bright to make people jealous, or it may be that Lingxian Zun and Qionghua Zun are incompatible.

In short, everyone knows that these two elders have been at odds for a long time, but no one knows the reason.

However, not many people knew that Yue Chuanxiong was related to Qionghua Immortal Venerable.Qingfeng Xianzun didn't say it clearly.

Lin Wuyong, as a disciple who specializes in watching the excitement, is even less likely to add confidence to Yue Chuanxiong's ostentation.

He was eager to confront the tough, and finally involved the two immortals, letting Qionghua know that this wild boy in the mortal world is a troublesome spirit who can cause trouble.

Thinking in this way, Lin Wuyong calmly approached Cheng Zien, who was standing on the edge of the ring and waiting.

"How many layers of skill do you want to use, Junior Brother Zien?"

Hearing this, Cheng Zien glanced back at him. He knew Lin Wuyong, so he snorted nonchalantly: "How much skill do I need to use to deal with a new student? I can beat him with just one sword." Can't get off stage."

"No, no, brother Zien, don't underestimate the enemy." Lin Wuyong frowned and looked cautious: "Think about it, as a new disciple, Yue Chuanxiong can be arranged by Qingfeng Xianzun to enter the upper-class room, even though he is The top-grade spiritual root has been detected, but the qualifications are shallow.

And which senior brother in the upper wing didn't climb up step by step?Therefore, Yue Chuanxiong must have his excellence.So it's better for Junior Brother Zien to be careful. "

"Uh..." Cheng Zien pursed his lips and thought for a while when he heard Lin Wuyong's words: "No wonder he agreed to come to the ring to compete. It turned out that he wanted to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. Hmph."

"Not necessarily." Lin Wuyong didn't want to talk too much: "In short, Junior Brother Zien, be careful in everything, and don't be reckless and distracted."

"That's natural." Cheng Zien raised his chin and said, and then looked at Lin Wuyong: "However, I still want to thank senior brother for the suggestion."

"Where. I can't bear to watch you suffer when you are brothers and sisters." After finishing speaking, Lin Wuyong glanced at the crowd as if unintentionally, and said to Cheng Zi'en: "I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." .”

Cheng Zien nodded slightly: "No."

Among the crowd, a handsome and discreetly dressed disciple stopped Lin Wuyong and asked him in a low voice: "What did you say to Cheng Zien just now?"

Lin Wuyong looked back and saw that it was his companion, so he looked away and laughed: "What can I say to him? It's just to tell him to be careful in the competition, so as not to get hurt."

"You..." An Qing was a little angry for a while, and sighed helplessly: "Little brother Chuanxiong was brought back by Immortal Qionghua, so it's fine if you don't try to persuade him, why bother to add fuel to the flames."

"Where did I add fuel to the fire." Lin Wuyong was not convinced, and took a look at An Qing: "Oh, don't worry, the ring competition is always ordered. Yue Chuanxiong will be fine. And, This can be regarded as the first lesson Yujiantang gave him, and it can let him integrate into the practice atmosphere of Yujiantang as soon as possible, is there anything wrong?"

"Uh..." An Qing was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, and glanced anxiously at the ring.He wanted to go to Jianghe Palace to find Qionghua Immortal, but he was afraid that he would disturb the tranquility of Qionghua Immortal by making a fuss.So I decided to stare here first, take a step to watch, and wait and see what happens.

Yue Chuanxiong came over on foot with his sword in hand, and stood opposite Cheng Zien. Although his face was calm, he was a bit more dusty.

"I met Senior Brother Zien in Xiayue Chuanxiong."

Cheng Zien never knew how to be modest, but this time he was willing to let Yue Chuanxiong make the first move.

"Junior brother, please."

Yue Chuanxiong was taken aback when he heard the words, then shook his head: "No, brother should invite first." He didn't even know how to draw the sword.

Seeing this, Cheng Zien frowned, and felt that this person was quite clueless.

"In that case, you can bear it."

After saying that, put the two fingers together, the spirit sword in the palm soared into the air like a broken bamboo, and with a clang in the air, the aura surged, and it stabbed straight at Yue Chuanxiong's face.

Yue Chuanxiong drew the spirit sword away, but didn't know how to block it, so he had to react very quickly and rolled around on the ground to avoid the blow.

Seeing that he was holding a sword but not using it, Cheng Zien sneered as his thoughts turned back and forth.Since it is not used, there is no need to hold a sword.

As a result, Yue Chuanxiong's wrist went numb when the long sword was shaken, and the spirit sword fell out of the ring with a clang.

Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded.Unexpectedly, Yue Chuanxiong and Cheng Zien had no power to fight back.

They thought that if they could compete in the arena, they would probably have some skills.I didn't expect... They overestimated it.

Seeing Yue Chuanxiong lying on the stage and clutching his wrist, Cheng Zien suddenly felt bored.

He thought this kid was really pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, but in the end he couldn't even protect his own sword.

"Do you want to continue?" Cheng Zi'en asked: "Do you want to go down by yourself, or do you want to ask my senior brother to send you down?"

Yue Chuanxiong pursed his lips, never had he realized the difference between himself and the cultivators so clearly for a moment.

When he was in the mortal world before, when he was caught by the owner of a hawker, it was a matter of beating him up, and he got used to it after coming and going, and there was nothing that beatings couldn't solve.

Now it seems that even if he wants to take the initiative to be beaten, he has to weigh whether he can have that fate in the past.

After all, Cheng Zien didn't touch him with that sword just now, but he was able to directly shake his sword away. The shock made his wrist numb, his tiger's mouth split open, and the deep red blood could not stop flowing.

But Yue Chuanxiong still stood up, and said in a low voice: "I can hold on for a while, brother, let's continue."

An Qing watched anxiously from the audience, and wanted to step onto the ring to stop it but was firmly held by Lin Wuyong: "Don't worry, Cheng Zien is not a child anymore, he has his own measure."

On the ring, Cheng Zien saw Yue Chuanxiong staggering, and couldn't help but snorted coldly.

He was not interested in bullying the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, so he planned to just throw Yue Chuanxiong off with one palm.

Yue Chuanxiong watched, subconsciously raised his arms to block in front of him, and the sleeve robe slid down to reveal the snow-white jade ring Xiao Wenqu gave him.

In an instant, the spiritual light burst out, forming a silver-white barrier to absorb all the attacking spiritual energy, and dissipated it in the jade ring.

There was a moment of silence.Cheng Zien was also a little confused, but his sharp eyes saw the jade ring on Yue Chuanxiong's wrist.

Moreover, he followed his uncle to know a lot, and he guessed what that jade ring was almost immediately.

This Yue Chuanxiong actually has a fairy weapon!

Cheng Zien was dissatisfied, and immediately sacrificed his high-grade spirit sword, a sword array, a hundred swords were fired at once, and stabbed straight at Yue Chuanxiong.

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10. Lin Jiangxian with a pure heart and few desires

Yue Chuanxiong didn't expect Cheng Zien's final blow to be so fierce, and he didn't know what happened;

Yue Chuanxiong didn't expect Cheng Zien's final blow to be so fierce, and he didn't know what happened.

Looking at the sword rain flying all over the sky like a net, his pupils were slightly dilated.In an instant, there was no possibility of dodging.

Under the arena, An Qing was frightened by the scene in front of her after she came back to her senses.He glanced sideways at Lin Wuyong in disbelief. Is this what you call being measured?

Then frowning, he struggled to shake off Lin Wuyong's confinement, made a formula, and the aura gathered in his palm.I thought in my heart, do my best to block a sword is a sword.

However, at this moment, there was a clear sound of a zither over the arena. A woman in lavender clothes stood in front of Yue Chuanxiong, plucking the pipa in her arms with her slender hands. The sound blade entangled all the blades like a spider web.

There was another sound, and the flash of inspiration suddenly appeared, and the blade was bounced back as if it had lost its backbone.

Cheng Zien was startled, and quickly took out his defensive spiritual weapon to set up a barrier, and then blocked all the blades to escape the catastrophe.

The disciples watching the excitement under the arena saw the face of the woman in purple, and their eyes widened in shock.

"Fang... Senior Sister Fang Yun! It's Senior Sister Fang Yun!"

"Oh my god, why is Senior Sister Fang Yun here?"

"I don't know, what's going on?"

Fang Yun looked at Cheng Zien in silence, and after a while, said in a low voice: "Yue Chuanxiong has already lost, so I ask Zien to order it as soon as possible."

Holding the spirit sword, Cheng Zien felt resentful in his heart, but he lowered his head and did not make a sound.Who made them belong to Jianghe Palace?Leaning against a big tree is good for enjoying the shade, tsk——

However, he doesn't seem to be qualified to say anything about others.

Fang Yun stood quietly for a while, seeing that Cheng Zien didn't intend to fight any more, she looked back at Yue Chuanxiong.He looked up and down, with no expression of like or dislike.

"Please come with me little brother."

Before Yue Chuanxiong realized that she was rescued, she raised her eyes blankly and glanced at the established battle situation on the ring, as if she didn't hear what Fang Yun said, and remained silent.

Seeing this, Fang Yun couldn't help but said again: "Immortal Qionghua asked me to save you. The wound on your hand needs to be healed. Follow me to Jianghe Palace first."

"Uh..." Yue Chuanxiong's eyelashes trembled slightly when he heard this, and there seemed to be a glimmer in the bottom of his eyes, so he nodded slightly and followed Fang Yun.

An Qing watched Senior Sister Fang Yun and Yue Chuanxiong go away, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.Then he looked at Lin Wuyong: "You caused trouble and alarmed Senior Sister Fang Yun."

Lin Wuyong didn't think there was anything wrong, and snorted coldly: "Both of them were picked up by Qionghua Immortal Venerable, is this going to start to cherish each other?"

"You pay attention to your words." An Qing frowned, although he didn't like Yue Chuanxiong very much, but now everyone is a senior brother who is practicing on Fuyu Mountain.

You can't see when you look up, and after all, Yue Chuanxiong didn't offend them very much, so why make the relationship so tense?

"Aren't you afraid that Immortal Qionghua will pursue him?"

Lin Wuyong was a little taken aback when he heard the words, and then he thought about it and said stiffly: "The arena competition in Yujiantang is a rule set by Lord Shanzhu, how can Immortal Qionghua pursue it?"

"Are you really not understanding or are you pretending not to understand?" An Qing was speechless: "You..."

"Oh, okay, okay. Anyway, I'm not the one who competed with Yue Chuanxiong. Even if I want to pursue it, I should also pursue Cheng Zien. What does it have to do with me? Don't worry, don't worry..."

If An Qing can rest assured, he will be a ghost. If Lin Wuyong continues to mess around like this, he will get angry sooner or later.

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Yue Chuanxiong had never been to Jianghe Palace, nor had he heard of it.After Fang Yun's introduction, he knew that Jianghe Palace was the place where Qionghua Xianzun lived.There are only Immortal Qionghua and Fang Yun inside.

Just the two of them.

Yue Chuanxiong couldn't help but began to observe Fang Yun, his eyes were as dark as black holes.

"Why does Senior Sister live in Jianghe Palace with Qionghua Xianzun?"

Fang Yun didn't intend to hide her origin, so she led Yue Chuanxiong onto the crane and leaped through the clouds and mists.

With the breeze blowing on her face, she gently explained Yue Chuanxiong's doubts: "Because I, like you, are lucky enough to come here from the mortal world. It's just that I'm seven or eight years earlier than you."

When Yue Chuanxiong heard the words, a dark light flashed in his eyes. It turned out that the sword cultivator said that she was the last person brought back to Chaoling Realm by Qionghua Immortal.

A weak-looking woman.

"Senior Sister has cultivated to this level in only seven or eight years, which is really admirable."

In fact, Yue Chuanxiong didn't have much idea about the duration of practice, because he didn't know what stage should be reached in one year of practice to be considered normal.So naturally I don't know what stage to reach to be considered outstanding.

It made him very nervous.

Fang Yun felt a little embarrassed when she heard this: "You misunderstood. In fact, my talent is not high, but Immortal Venerable Qionghua gifted me a fairy weapon, which allowed me to protect myself."

"Is that the pipa?"

"That's right." Fang Yun nodded, "However, its name is Jiaying."

After the words fell, the crane croaked and stopped on the top of the cliff.

"Here we are." Fang Yun said.The two jumped off the crane's back.

Jianghe Palace...the place where Qionghua Xianzun lived.Yue Chuanxiong held his breath and looked around cautiously.

This place is not so much a palace, it is better to say it is a garden, like a paradise, and there is a sense of immortality everywhere.

Yue Chuanxiong has not read many books, so his literary talent is not high, he just thinks that every plant and tree here is extremely beautiful and magical, and this is the place where Qionghua Xianzun should live.The place where the gods live.

Fang Yun led Yue Chuanxiong through a gravel path, with purple bamboos and crystal clear lake water on both sides.

From time to time, colorful carp jumped out of the water with a plop, and then dived into the bottom of the lake quickly.

At the end of the path is an arch bridge. Under the arch bridge is a lake that connects the sky and reflects the setting sun with no end in sight.

A large water lily is planted in the center of the lake, and an ancient bridge leads directly to the pavilion made of purple bamboo in the center of the water lily.

Xiao Wenqu was trying out the sound of the piano in the gazebo.The jade-colored guqin looks low and restrained, but the sound it makes when the fingertips touch the strings is melodious and pleasant.

Unexpectedly, after so many days of retreat, the master craftsman of Fuyu Mountain could only forge a guqin.

A few days ago Nanming Zun told him that when he encountered a bottleneck, Xiao Wenqu still doubted it.

Now it's a real letter.Recalling the way Nanming Zun scratched his ears and cheeks, Xiao Wenqu felt that he should find time to go to Guanhai Palace to take a look.In case Nanming Zun couldn't figure it out for a while, he would get into a dead end and hold himself back.

Xiao Wenqu was thinking like this, and then he curled his slender fingers and played the strings, and there was a clang sound, mixed with spiritual energy, creating ripples on the water surface.

In fact, this guqin is well practiced, but Xiao Wenqu always felt that something was missing.

On the arch bridge not far away, Yue Chuanxiong stared blankly at the dark purple pavilion standing in the mist, and also saw the figure sitting quietly under the sunset glow, playing the piano alone.

"Immortal Qionghua...can play the piano?" He couldn't help asking in a low voice, yes, and then bit his tongue.Fool!What can Immortal Venerable Qionghua do?

"Uh..." Fang Yun looked a little absent-minded. After a while, she lowered her eyes and didn't notice what Yue Chuanxiong said.Just step forward.

"Immortal Qionghua, the disciple has brought little brother Chuanxiong."

Hearing this, Xiao Wenqu lightly pressed down the strings of the zither, and just now he noticed the two people standing there blankly, but he didn't speak.

"Come here."

"Yes."

"Uh..." Yue Chuanxiong felt inexplicably nervous when he heard Qionghua Xianzun speak.He hadn't seen Xiao Wenqu for two days.He felt that he should be tidy these days.

……

Maybe?

After a few quarters of an hour, Yue Chuanxiong stood in the gazebo slowly.

Xiao Wenqu looked at him for a while.He also saw the wound on his hand, thought for a while, and asked Fang Yun to get some plaster.

The wounds stabbed by the spiritual weapon are different from ordinary injuries, ordinary wounds can heal on their own.

However, for injuries caused by spiritual power, either your spiritual power is strong, or you are stronger than the person who hurt you, and you can use your own kung fu to heal the injury.Otherwise, you can only rely on external force.

Seeing Fang Yun gone, Yue Chuanxiong felt strangely happy.But facing Xiao Wenqu alone, he became even more nervous.He only dared to stare at his toes.

Xiao Wenqu was silent for a while, and asked: "Today is your first time to compete in the ring, how do you feel?"

"Uh..." Yue Chuanxiong pursed his lips. He knew he had lost, but he didn't feel anything at first, because he was used to being despised after all.

But now Xiao Wenqu asked him so seriously.He was a little ashamed to speak.

"Ok?"

Xiao Wenqu couldn't hear the reply for a while, so he glanced sideways at him.

Yue Chuanxiong couldn't help taking a step back: "I feel...Senior Brother Zien is very powerful..."

Xiao Wenqu laughed when he heard this: "Cheng Zien?"

"Immortal Qionghua knows him?"

"I know." Xiao Wenqu pushed Guqin a little further, and poured a cup of tea for Xiao Wenqu.

"That kid is high-minded."

Yue Chuanxiong took the teacup with a nod of his head, his eyes were a little wandering: "I lost to him...but I will win in the future!"

As he spoke, he raised his eyes and looked firmly at Immortal Qionghua.

Xiao Wenqu blinked when he heard the words, he naturally knew that Yue Chuanxiong would lose.Otherwise, Fang Yun would not have been asked to go to Yujiantang to watch, but this child is quite temperamental, and it is a good thing to have such a heart.

"It will definitely. After all, you have just gone to Yujiantang now. If you practice hard, you will definitely be able to recover this defeat in time."

"Xianzun is right!" Yue Chuanxiong poured down the tea in the cup in one gulp.The stomach is cool and cool, and the palms don't hurt anymore.

"What kind of tea is this?" He couldn't help asking curiously.

"Clear tea." Xiao Wenqu answered, lifting his