Master, supreme

Pointing to the water lilies around the pavilion: "Fang Yun picked them from the water lilies, and they have the effect of refreshing the mind."

"Uh..." Yue Chuanxiong was silent for a while after hearing the words: "Senior Sister Fang Yun, you are really a dexterous person."

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11. The sound of the piano is flying around the atrium

"Fang Yun's hands are indeed very clever. And she can cook." Xiao Wenqu felt that Yue Chuanxiong should be interested in this matter: "If you have anything you want to eat in the future, you can go to her, maybe She'll make you a big table."

"Uh..." Yue Chuanxiong felt his tiger's mouth start to hurt again.

Fang Yun quickly brought the ointment, the best Lingcao ointment, just rub it on the wound and it will heal.However, this plaster needs spiritual power to melt and absorb.

"If the little brother doesn't mind, let me give the medicine to the little brother." Fang Yun said gently.

Hearing this, Yue Chuanxiong paused the hand holding the plaster, and shook his head: "No need, I'll do it myself."

"But this kind of plaster needs spiritual power to melt..." Fang Yun pursed her lips and thought for a while, then chuckled: "Could it be that little brother is still shy?"

Shy... shy?

Yue Chuanxiong was a little dumbfounded, but still refused dryly: "What did Senior Sister Fang Yun say, I just don't want to trouble Senior Sister."

"I'm not afraid of trouble, what are you afraid of?" Fang Yun nodded, took out the plaster and lifted the lid, and looked up at Yue Chuanxiong.

"No, no, you really don't need to bother Senior Sister..."

Xiao Wenqu watched quietly from the side, feeling quite helpless in his heart.Raising his hand halfway, he snatched away the spirit grass ointment in Fang Yun's hand, and tapped it lightly with his fingertips: "Let me apply the medicine to Yue Chuanxiong."

Fang Yun was taken aback when he heard the words: "This... how can this bother the immortal?"

"It's okay." It's nothing more than a matter of effort.As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Yue Chuanxiong.Yue Chuanxiong blinked his eyes, secretly happy in his heart, but refused with his mouth.

"Xianzun, this... how can this be done?"

However, the hand was trembling and half-push half-stretched.

Seeing this, Xiao Wenqu couldn't help but sighed, and said, "Be obedient."

Yue Chuanxiong pursed the corners of his mouth when he heard the words, his eyes were red, and he looked timid and aggrieved.

After a while, he lowered his head as if in compromise, and said weakly: "Got it..."

The gorgeous rays of light fell on the water level, and the clear lake reflected the sky without waves. The water and sky were all beautiful.

Xiao Wenqu's plain white fingers curled up slightly, picked up some milky white ointment, mixed with the warm aura, and gently applied it on Yue Chuanxiong's tiger's mouth.

The faint scent of green grass, tingling and numb, rushed straight to the cerebral cortex of Yue Chuanxiong.

It made him feel dizzy, and looked at Xiao Wenqu's white and jade-like side face in the sun in a daze, as if he had drunk strong wine and almost passed out.

"Xian Zun?" He called out cautiously, like a butterfly fluttering its wings and resting on a peony flower in fear.

"Huh?" Xiao Wenqu finished applying the plaster, raised his eyes slightly, and a strand of hair was blown by the wind, scraping his slender and thick eyelashes.Xiao Wenqu closed his eyes and raised his hand to wrap his hair back behind his ears.

"The medicine is ready."

Yue Chuanxiong was taken aback, but suddenly came back to his senses and lowered his head.

His hand no longer hurts, and the hideous wound has turned into a faint pink scar.It will probably heal in a few days.

Xiao Wenqu handed the remaining plaster to Fang Yun, Fang Yun took the plaster box and remained silent for a while before bowing and retreating.

The surroundings became quiet again, and Yue Chuanxiong was a little afraid of such silence.

He was about to say something when he heard a crisp sound of the piano.

Xiao Wenqu plucked the strings and asked, "Do you like playing the piano?"

He and Fang Yun had been listening on the bridge for so long just now, so they were probably quite interested.

Yue Chuanxiong nodded and shook his head when he heard the words.

Xiao Wenqu looked at him, not quite understanding: "What's the answer?"

"I don't like playing the piano, but I like to listen to it." I like to listen to Qionghua Xianzun play.

"I see." Xiao Wenqu slightly nodded.He originally thought that if Yue Chuanxiong liked playing the piano, he would let him develop into music cultivation, but he didn't think it was him who wanted to go wrong.

Yue Chuanxiong is used to observing words and expressions, and when he heard Xiao Wenqu's words, he pondered for a moment, and proposed: "How about... my disciple try?"

After speaking, he took the initiative to step forward, stood beside Xiao Wenqu, and hooked the strings of the zither with his fingers.

"Is that right?"

Xiao Wenqu looked into his bright eyes.Even though he hid it well, Xiao Wenqu still saw a flattering color in it.

"No." He shook his head and stretched out his hand to correct Yue Chuanxiong's fingering: "It should be like this..."

"Uh..." Yue Chuanxiong followed the gesture Xiao Wenqu taught him, and played it again, with a long and piercing sound: "I still can't play it right."

"No problem." Xiao Wenqu smiled slightly: "Even if you are a talented disciple, you can only take your time."

"Xianzun said so." Yue Chuanxiong withdrew his hand.Looks a little lost.

Seeing this, Xiao Wenqu was silent for a while, and said, "Otherwise, how about playing a piece with me?"

Yue Chuanxiong was surprised when he heard the words: "Is it really possible?"

"Naturally." After saying that, she got up and backed away a little, and pulled the silly child to stand in front of her.

Yue Chuanxiong was thin and small, and was easily held in the arms of the slender Xiao Wenqu.

His slender fingers covered the back of Yue Chuanxiong's thin hand, wrapping his slender fingertips without hesitation, gently and softly playing beautiful and lingering notes on the strings.The beauty lies in its clearness, lingering in Yue Chuanxiong's heart.

Whenever Xiao Wenqu leaned over to remind him, his hair would flow down from his shoulders like a waterfall, brushing against Yue Chuanxiong's side face.

It was cool, mixed with a fresh smell of grass and trees, which made Yue Chuanxiong restless and confused.

He felt that he shouldn't be like this, but he couldn't tell what it should be.

Deep in his heart, a voice told him that he regretted it, but after struggling several times, he was quickly overwhelmed by a stronger emotion.

It is concentrated in that he tried his best to suppress it expressionlessly, but still squeezed Xiao Wenqu's fingers red at the end of the song.

Xiao Wenqu thought he was too nervous and didn't care.

"The disciple Qionghua Xianzun's personal demonstration has benefited a lot, but it is getting late now, so the disciple will go back to the Yujian Hall first." Yue Chuanxiong said stiffly with his jaw tensed.

Xiao Wenqu remembered that Yujiantang did have access control, so he nodded slightly and asked Fang Yun to send him back.Yue Chuanxiong refused.

"Today's matter is already very troublesome to Senior Sister Fang Yun, so I won't bother you too much. What's more, disciple Lu has already recorded it when he came."

"In this case, then you should be more careful." Xiao Wenqu was not worried about Yue Chuanxiong, but the Jianghe Palace was dangerous, and it was easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down.

But since Yue Chuanxiong is so persistent, there is nothing wrong with letting him practice.

The night of Fuyu Mountain is not dark. The aura covered by the rising sun during the day jumps around like stars after nightfall. There are red, green, blue and yellow.

Yue Chuanxiong walked in the woods in a daze, without any time to pay attention to the dazzling beauty around him.

A small group of icy blue auras floated in the air, jumped suddenly, and shot towards Yue Chuanxiong as if they had discovered some extraordinary target. middle.

Yue Chuanxiong was taken aback, his limbs suddenly became cold, and he raised his hand to touch the back of his neck.Frowning.

what……

Then he raised his eyes, and found that there were countless ice-blue light clusters flying towards him in all directions.

While absorbing it, Yue Chuanxiong ran back to Yujiantang, his thoughts were so disorganized that he didn't even have time to think about what the situation was like now.

This morning, he lost the test with Cheng Zien.Cheng Zien went to his wing, and in exchange, he temporarily took the nameplate from Cheng Zien's room.

Although the medium wing room is not very good, it is also a room for one person, and it is not crowded.

Only at this moment, a large group of people gathered at the door of his room.They all knew that Yue Chuanxiong was taken away by the Jianghe Palace people, so they wanted to ask Yue Chuanxiong what happened and why the Jianghe Palace people came to take him away.

Yue Chuanxiong didn't want to answer them.He turned around and wanted to leave, at worst he slept in a tree today.

On the contrary, An Qing, who wanted to repair the relationship, deliberately passed by here, and walked forward frowning.Showed off the style of being a senior.

"Today's full moon is the time when the aura is most abundant. If you don't take this opportunity to meditate and cultivate, what are you doing here? Why don't you go back to the house quickly."

All the disciples bowed in response, and dispersed like birds and beasts.

Yue Chuanxiong lowered his head, neither sad nor happy and expressionless.

An Qing scratched the back of her head in embarrassment: "Well, are you okay?"

What can he do.

Yue Chuanxiong shook his head.

An Qing felt that Yue Chuanxiong should be quite talkative: "A few days ago, my brother talked too much, don't worry about him, he is just such a person..."

"Who?" Yue Chuanxiong raised his eyes and asked.

"Ah?" An Qing was taken aback: "It's the sword cultivator you met when you came to the spiritual realm on the first day."

"Does he think he's wrong?" Yue Chuanxiong smiled, "If he thinks he's wrong, why didn't he come to apologize himself, but asked you to speak for him?"

An Qing was speechless when asked.This Yue Chuanxiong looked thin and weak, but he didn't expect to speak so aggressively.

If he hadn't hoped that everyone could live in harmony in the future, how could he be ashamed to be this peacemaker?

"Well, he has a good face..."

"It's a good face..." Yue Chuanxiong said in a calm tone, "Since he has a good face, why should the senior brother wrong himself to apologize for him? Maybe he will complain behind his back that the senior brother took the initiative and smeared his face. People like me bow their heads."

"Uh..." An Qing frowned upon hearing this.I don't know how to answer this question.

Yue Chuanxiong didn't want to argue with him, so he bowed and said, "I appreciate the brother's kindness, but it's getting late now, so the younger brother should go back to the house to rest."

After finishing speaking, he opened the door smoothly and then closed it with a creak.

An Qing looked at the closed door and the corners of his mouth twitched.

What a sharp-tongued kid.

Then turned around and walked away.

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12. Love in a dream in a dream

Since no one accepts his favor, why is he still standing here?What a waste of all his pains.

Since no one accepts his favor, why is he still standing here?What a waste of all his pains.

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In the wing room, Yue Chuanxiong looked around.The strange environment has a strange atmosphere, but fortunately, all the furnishings are clean and tidy, and there is not even a trace of human taste.It's not at all like it's ever been lived in.

It must be that Cheng Zi'en disliked the humbleness of this wing and didn't bother to settle down at all.

But Yue Chuanxiong didn't bother to care about it so much, he kicked off his shoes and socks and stepped onto the wooden bed, and began to meditate properly according to the posture he had seen in normal times.

Just now he heard what An Qing said outside the wing room, and he vaguely knew what those floating icy blue light clusters were.

Sure enough, after he concentrated on meditating, the ice-blue light around him rushed towards him more quickly as if he had been guided.

Yue Chuanxiong involuntarily closed his eyes, carefully feeling the changes in himself.

Every inch of his skin seemed to breathe, undulating and stretching, from resistance to acceptance, from difficulty to enjoyment.

But after a while, Yue Chuanxiong's consciousness sank into the spiritual sea.The whole body is light and fluttering, as if being in the clouds.

He seemed to have had a dream. In the dream, he was tall and majestic, lying obliquely among the flowers, holding a person in his arms.

The man's black hair was loose, icy and cool flowing between his five fingers, like running water and silk.

There is a layer of charming pink on the jade white cheeks, the eyes are like autumn water, the tails of the eyes are long and narrow, and the color is smudged like the manjusawa that bloomed in hell, attracting people's soul and sinking them.

Yue Chuanxiong stared at him obsessively, as if holding a unique rare treasure.He felt that his heart was beating extremely heavily, and every time it sank, he felt that he had difficulty breathing and was about to die.

A distant voice in his mind told him, you can't do this, you can't treat the Qionghua Immortal Venerable you admire like this.However, the movements in his hands are getting faster and faster as if possessed by a demon.

The silver-white clothes were torn into pieces by him, and they were scattered in the sea of ​​flowers.What started with was the smooth and jade-like skin, and the thin and slender waist was reflected in the eyes.Decadent and crazy believers bowed down to worship the only god in their hearts.

Pious, but also hearty.

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In the early morning of the next day, Yue Chuanxiong was finally awakened by the rising sun in the sky.

Standing in front of the window, he held up the trousers he had taken off in embarrassment, but he didn't expect him to...

nocturnal...

And the target is still——Yue Chuanxiong hurriedly covered her wet nose, feeling the heat all over while blowing the cool wind.

……

Cheng Zien got the right to use the superior wing as he wished, but the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.Early in the morning, he ran to Ningshuang Palace, wanting his uncle to judge for him.

But at the moment, Lingxianzun is holding a jade bottle in the woods to take the morning dew, so he has no time to pay attention to him.

He could only hold his breath and wait outside the hall, and when he got tired of waiting, he ran into the back garden angrily like a penguin.

"uncle--"

He howled.

The bamboo leaf in Lingxian Zun's hand shook, and the bright dewdrops fell into the dust with a clatter.

"What?"

Cheng Xuanci flicked his dark green sleeve robe, frowned and looked back at Cheng Zien.

Cheng Zien's advance stopped immediately, and he stood there looking a little aggrieved.

"Nephew came to see uncle."

Cheng Yuan put down the jade bottle in his hand expressionlessly, turned around and sat on a chair made of green bamboo.

"What's so interesting about me, to be honest, did I get beaten?"

"No." Cheng Zien was very sensitive to the word being beaten: "It was my nephew who beat someone else."

"Apologize?" Cheng Yuan asked.

"No, it's in the arena." Cheng Zien thought of the arena, and suddenly became excited: "Uncle, you don't know, yesterday my nephew went to the arena with a new disciple in order to win the right to use the upper room of Yujiantang Let's try!"

He really didn't know that Cheng Yuanci was concocting alchemy yesterday, a kind of medicine that could poison monks.However, according to the current situation, it has not been successfully refined.

"So you mean, you won the competition?" Cheng Yuanci raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Whether you win or not is the next thing." Cheng Zien ran over in a panic: "Uncle, do you know? The person who competed with my nephew is actually related to Jianghe Palace."

……

"Jianghe Palace?" Cheng Yuanci pondered for a moment.

"Yeah, it's the Jianghe Palace. My nephew was halfway through the competition with him, and he was about to win, but that person suddenly sacrificed an immortal weapon. Tsk tsk, I look so pitiful, but I didn't expect there to be an immortal on him." device!"

"What fairy artifact?"

"That's the one..." Cheng Zien thought for a while, "My nephew remembers that my uncle also has one, it's a jasper-colored bracelet, very beautiful."

A jasper-colored bracelet?

Cheng Yuanci had some impressions, but that was many years ago.That time, he and the other four elders went to practice for the first time, and they worked together to defeat a monster, and got a lump of chalcedony in the monster's lair.

At first, he didn't know what it was useful for, so He Cang made it into a jade ring. Later, he realized that it was actually a very high-grade fairy weapon.

Although the effect is very tasteless, it is something with a background after all.And for the few of them who have experienced it for the first time, it is also very meaningful.

Didn't expect it to be given away by Xiao Wenqu like this?

Cheng Yuan couldn't help but sneered, and he just said, then Xiao Wenqu is heartless.

He was cold-hearted all day long and didn't care about anything.To put it nicely is to have the world in mind, but to put it badly, it is a white-eyed wolf, who is not familiar with it!

Cheng Zien was filled with righteous indignation and continued to babble on the sidelines: "My nephew saw that even that kid had a fairy weapon, so my nephew was unconvinced and immediately set up a sword array, trying to teach him some lessons and suppress his spirit Unexpectedly, the people from Jianghe Palace rushed to rescue him before the sword was sent out."

"It's...running fast." Cheng Yuanci only heard the second half of the sentence: "The one who came to save people was Fang Yun?"

"It's her, it's her." Cheng Zien nodded his head as if smashing garlic.

"Uh..." Cheng Yuanci couldn't help sighing: "I didn't expect that the people in Jianghe Palace would protect their shortcomings."

"Yes!" Cheng Zien was also very surprised: "My nephew thought that Qionghua Immortal Venerable was really ruthless. Besides, the competition in the arena is not over yet, how could they intervene without authorization?

This is so unfair to me.Moreover, as a disciple of Fuyu Mountain, I naturally know that the competitions in the arena are always on point, and I will not beat him to death. "

After finishing speaking, he muttered again: "Who do you believe? This..."

Cheng Yuanci listened, with a half-smile: "Nephew's words are reasonable. Now that you have stood in the ring, it is a formal competition. Unless the competition is over, no one else can intervene."

After finishing speaking, he propped his chin and sighed jokingly, and looked sideways at Cheng Zi'en: "But this grievance, you can bear it if you don't want to. If you feel that you can't bear it and you are bullied, you can get it back yourself .”

Cheng Zien was silent for a while, and asked tentatively, "Then will uncle help me?"

"You are my nephew, so I will help you naturally." Otherwise, why not help Jianghe Palace?

Cheng Zien almost laughed out loud when he heard this.

"By the way, what is the name of the new disciple who is under the protection of Jianghe Palace?" Cheng Yuanci asked suddenly.

Cheng Zien coughed lightly and immediately stopped smiling: "It's called Yue Chuanxiong."

"Yuechuanxiong?" I don't know.No impression: "If you have time, go and find out his background. Find out who he is."

"Okay." Cheng Zien nodded.A person who can be protected by Qionghua Immortal Venerable must have something special about him.

"I heard that Yuechuanxiong was brought back from the mortal world by Qionghua Immortal."

"Mortal world?" Cheng Yuan raised his eyebrows.

"Yes." Cheng Zien thought for a while, and guessed: "Uncle, do you think that Yue Chuanxiong is the illegitimate son left by Immortal Qionghua outside?"

After the words fell, he was slapped hard on the head.

"What nonsense?" Cheng Yuanci frowned and shook his wrist: "However, it's not impossible."

"Right?" Cheng Zien rubbed the top of his head and laughed twice: "Otherwise, how could Immortal Venerable Qionghua send out all the fairy artifacts?"

Cheng Yuanci shook the dew bottle in his hand silently: "If this is the case, then we should check it out."

Although he thought it was unlikely, it would be interesting if it was true.He really wanted to see a woman who could make Xiao Wenqu emotional.

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After Yue Chuanxiong washed his pants, he went to Yujian Hall to practice.After finishing the basic course, he sat alone in a corner and studied the way of swordsmanship. As soon as he walked out of Yujiantang, he met Cheng Zien on a narrow road.

Cheng Zien was taken aback when he saw him, then raised his chin involuntarily, showing his nostrils.

Yue Chuanxiong looked ahead, not wanting to get entangled with him, and walked quickly.

Cheng Zien only felt a gust of wind blowing by, and looked back in surprise at Yue Chuanxiong's back that was drifting away.

"Did you see it?" He asked the sword repair disciple next to him: "He actually ignored my existence!"

The sword repair disciple didn't understand, and subconsciously comforted him: "Brother Zien, don't be angry, what kind of person is he, and he deserves to put you in his eyes?"

"Are you complimenting me?" Cheng Zien frowned, why didn't it sound right?

"Senior brother Zien is here?" An Qing waved at Cheng Zien: "Come here quickly, brother just got an interesting spiritual weapon."

"Okay." Cheng Zien's attention was immediately diverted, thinking that he would settle the score with Yue Chuanxiong next time.

Lin Wuyong propped his chin and sighed, and looked at An Qing: "Why do you bother? He doesn't look like he needs your help."

An Qing shook her head when she heard the words: "What other people think is other people's business, I only do what I think is right."

"Uh..." Lin Wuyong was silent for a while: "You are always like this. In comparison, it seems how unreasonable I am."

"Then you can learn more from me."

……

"I do not."

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13. The one who is horizontal is afraid of death

Lin Wuyong also has his own set of principles in doing things, and he does whatever he wants.Never pressured by outsiders;

Lin Wuyong also has his own set of principles in doing things, and he does whatever he wants.Never suppress your emotions because of outsiders.

What's more, if the entire Chaoling Realm is like An Qing, then what fun is there in this world?

Cheng Zien excitedly ran over to watch the spirit weapon, and when he saw that the spirit weapon was just a novel positioning plate, he immediately lost his mind to play with it.

"Brother An Qing asked me to come here just to see something like this?"

"What's wrong?" An Qing raised her eyes in doubt: "Is this thing bad?"

"It's not bad, it's just so-so." Cheng Zien curled his lips in disdain.Then he thought that An Qing probably hadn't seen much of the world, so he regarded some dubious things as treasures.It's pitiful for the majestic Yujiantang disciple to be so blind.

But if you think about it, it seems normal.After all, not everyone has their own status.

Not to mention that he always relied on his uncle, others would not be able to rely on this relationship.

Cheng Zien was thinking like this, and gave An Qing a vague look: "Otherwise, next time, I'll let you see my spiritual weapon, so as to increase your knowledge."

"Uh..." An Qing was silent for a while after hearing the words, and then laughed: "Then senior brother thanked senior brother Zien."

"It's okay." Seeing the sincerity of his promise, Cheng Zien became generous: "If you see something you like at that time, just take it."

"Not good?" An Qing frowned.

"What's wrong? I don't say anything else, there are definitely a lot of spiritual weapons." It's a pity that after so many years, there is no fairy weapon that can be obtained.

Thinking of the fairy Cheng Zi'en made me feel uncomfortable.Why is it that someone like Yue Chuanxiong can have high-grade fairy artifacts, but he can only hug and hold high with a dozen spiritual artifacts?

When he left Ningshuang Palace yesterday, he deliberately begged his uncle for some insinuation, but his uncle ignored him at all.Not to mention giving him a fairy artifact.

Just as he was muttering, Yue Chuanxiong strode in with a spirit sword in hand outside Yujian Hall.

There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, which looked shiny in the sunlight, and one could tell that he had experienced an extremely enjoyable training outside just now.

Cheng Zien couldn't help but snorted coldly: "This kid is really hardworking."

"As Yujiantang's disciples, everyone works equally hard." An Qing said in a calm tone.

"Really?" Cheng Zien raised his chin: "But people with extraordinary talents can still stand out even if they don't work hard." For example, him.

Lin Wuyong spent a long time beating soy sauce on the sidelines, and now he could finally get in the conversation, he laughed.

"Have you forgotten, Junior Brother Zien? Yue Chuanxiong is a high-grade spiritual root, and his talent is indeed not low."

Cheng Zien was slightly stunned when he heard the words, he had forgotten: "What about the top-grade spiritual roots? Aren't we all high-grade spiritual roots?" There is nothing to show off.

"It's different."

Lin Wuyong propped his chin and sighed softly and shook his head, with a look of emotion and envy: "If you want me to say, I admire him very much. He has such a high talent and works so hard. How can he look like me? Like a salted fish. I think it will happen later In a few years, he will soon surpass us."

As he said that, he looked sideways at An Qing, held down the finger that was stabbing his lower back, and said loudly on purpose: "What's wrong, what I said is the truth..."

Modesty makes people progress...not to mention I praised him.

"Uh..." An Qing was speechless for a moment.

Cheng Zien slapped the table with a gloomy face, and the positioning plate jumped.

"I have something else to do, so I'll go first."

An Qing was not at ease: "It's noon now, the sun is bright, why don't you rest for a while?"

"No need." He had to take a sip of clear fire tea to cool down.

"Uh..." An Qing saw that he couldn't keep anyone, so he raised his eyes and gave Lin Wuyong a look.

Lin Wuyong spread his hands, it has nothing to do with me.

The little follower who had been by Cheng Zien's side keenly sensed that Cheng Zien was in a bad mood, so he swallowed nervously and dared not speak.

"Do you know who the most powerful person in the lower wing is?" Cheng Zien asked looking back.

"I know this, it's called Ding Xiding."

"Ding Xiding?" Cheng Zien had never heard of this character before: "What kind of strange name is this?"

"Uh..." It's really strange.

Cheng Zien frowned and waved his hands: "Forget it, you go to him. Give him a middle-grade spirit stone and ask him to challenge Yue Chuanxiong in the middle wing. If he wins, he can be upgraded to live in the middle wing. He can still get a middle-grade spirit stone for nothing, and he will not lose money."

Hearing this, the little follower thought it was such a reason, and immediately ran to find someone after he agreed.

Not surprisingly, Ding Xijun agreed to Cheng Zien's request.Without hesitation.

And in the early morning of the next day, the battle post was posted extremely quickly.

Yue Chuanxiong, who received the battle sticker, looked confused, but accepted the challenge with his sword in hand.

Ding Xiding knew about Yue Chuanxiong, after all, the ring competition between him and Cheng Zien was so powerful a few days ago that almost everyone in Yujian Hall knew about it.

As a senior brother with profound background, Cheng Zien went to bully a new student. This behavior really made the upright monks feel ashamed.

But there are free spirit stones to get, who cares so much?

Moreover, Ding Xizhen thinks he is confident that he can beat Yue Chuanxiong.After all, no matter how talented Yue Chuanxiong was, he was just a young boy who had only practiced for a few days.

After a simple breakfast, Yue Chuanxiong calmed down and went to the arena calmly.

Ding Xiding has been waiting on the ring for a long time.Seeing Yue Chuanxiong, I was a little surprised at his thinness.

"I'm Ding Xiding."

Yue Chuanxiong nodded slightly when he heard the words: "I'm Xia Yuechuanxiong, please give me your advice."

"Uh..." Advice?

Ding Xizhen frowned, and raised his hand to signal: "You should invite me first."

"Then thank you senior brother." Yue Chuanxiong did not refuse, drew out the spirit sword, and stabbed Ding Xiding with the sword light.The attack is direct and reckless.

Ding Xizhen took advantage of the opportunity to block it with his scabbard, and kicked Yue Chuanxiong back.

With a muffled grunt, Yue Chuanxiong rolled around on the ring a few times, his plain clothes covered with dust.

But in an instant, he quickly got up again, and continued to attack Ding Xiding.The long sword in his hand was like flying silk and satin, and there was a layer of streamer.

Ding Xijun frowned as he watched, and drew out his spirit sword, gathered his spiritual power to block forward, and stabbed Yue Chuanxiong's shoulder bone with a backward turn.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he wanted to finish his sentence, but Yue Chuanxiong pulled out the sword from his shoulder directly, as if he couldn't feel the pain, he tore at the wound and slashed towards the back without hesitation.

Ding Xizhen didn't react for a while, his chin was raised, and a bright red mark was drawn on his cheek by the long sword.

The blood dripped down, and the tingling pain came like an overwhelming sea.He was startled, reached out and touched his side face, looked down, his hands were covered with blood.He frowned angrily and asked.

"You fucking are..." Are you crazy?

However, when he raised his eyes, that girl Yue Chuanxiong slashed at him expressionlessly with his sword in hand.

Ding Xiding covered his cheeks and hurriedly stepped back.My heart is ruthless.Well, he originally wanted to win this competition gently, but he didn't expect Yue Chuanxiong to be so ignorant.Since others have no self-knowledge, why should he be merciful?

He simply squeezed a formula to stop the blood on his cheeks.Ding Xijing set up the sword array with a cold face, and dozens of spirit swords appeared behind him with a clang.

Although this move consumes a lot of spiritual power, it is still a good way to kill with one move.

Today, if he used an overwhelming advantage to crush Yue Chuanxiong to death, his surname would not be Ding!

Yue Chuanxiong's eyes were as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, and the clothes on his body were cut into pieces by the flying sword blade, hanging on his body in strands, and he was extremely embarrassed.

But in an instant, he became a blood man whose face could not be seen clearly, but he was still alive, he was not dead yet.So he still firmly held the sword and walked towards Ding Xiding one step at a time.

Ding Xiding clutched his chest and gasped for breath in a somewhat exhausted state. He didn't have so many spiritual weapon blessings, and this move consumed most of his strength.

Looking at Yue Chuanxiong's appearance now, he is no longer human. This competition should be considered over, right?

Ding Xiding suddenly froze.Why is this person still not admitting defeat?Is he a Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death?

Seeing Yue Chuanxiong getting closer and closer to him, Ding Xiding's back felt a little chilly, and he couldn't help taking a few steps back.

"Wait, wait." He stretched out his hand to stop him: "We are in the ring now, if you don't want to die then..."

Yue Chuanxiong walked to the direction of five meters in front of Ding Xiding, and suddenly accelerated his pace and rushed over, holding the hilt of his sword with both hands and raising it above his head, and with a roar, he pushed the weak test subject onto the ring.

Ding Xiding's pupils shrank, smelling the overwhelming smell of blood.In an instant, I understood what it means to be poor and afraid of being cruel, to be afraid of being stupid, to be afraid of dying if you are stupid.

Is Yue Chuanxiong a lunatic? !This is just a competition!Is it necessary to work so hard?

Yue Chuanxiong's sword stopped an inch above Ding Xiding's neck, his arm trembled a little, but the hand holding the hilt remained motionless.

Blood dripped down Ding Xiding's Adam's apple along the blade.Ding Xijing couldn't help swallowing, and didn't dare to move.

"Little brother, calm down..."

He cautiously persuaded, and inadvertently glanced at Yue Chuanxiong's eyes hidden in blood.

Suddenly, I was taken aback by the dark light there.This, what kind of person has this look?

Like a wild beast, like a starving beast in the mountains, as long as there is a living thing, it will run forward to bite.Even if it will be counter-killed, even if it may be a trap.

Ding Xiding trembled with his fingertips and held his breath.

No wonder Cheng Zien would tempt him with a mid-grade spirit stone, but he didn't expect the opponent to be a lunatic!

This Lingshi, he doesn't want it, can't he?

"Brother Chuanxiong, we are both Yujiantang disciples, if you kill me, Qingfeng Xianzun will not just sit idly by."

Yue Chuanxiong trembled all over, and suddenly said in a low voice: "I didn't lose..."

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14. The vulgar purple bamboo forest

"What?" Ding Xiding didn't hear clearly.

"This time... I didn't lose." Yue Chuanxiong;

"What?" Ding Xiding didn't hear clearly.

"This time... I didn't lose." Yue Chuanxiong said, and suddenly smiled relaxedly, his eyes were bright, like a child.

He didn't look around either? Ding Xiding, who looked blank, stood up beamingly with his sword hilt, and walked down the ring step by step but very steadily.

The hem of the clothes soaked in blood dragged a long bloodstain on the ground heavily.

It was still early in the morning, and everyone was still having morning classes in Yujian Hall.Therefore, there were basically no people watching around the arena. Occasionally, one or two passed by, and they walked quickly because they were in a hurry.

Only the little follower sent by Cheng Zien to investigate the situation still hid in the corner and stood firm.

But even he didn't understand what was going on now.Did Ding Xiding win or lose?

Why did Yue Chuanxiong step down first?Although Yue Chuanxiong first planted