Master on the side of the road, don't pick it up

On the high platform in front of the sect's gate, Shi Yuan's hand that received the talisman paper paused.

Naturally, he could hear the hidden meaning in the elder's words.

The situation within the Taiqing Sect was unclear. He originally thought that Master Shen was stopped by the Taiqing Sect. He also thought that if he really failed to become a teacher, he would naturally withdraw and go to Beishan Academy to listen to the lectures, and then make a long-term plan.

But now it seems that there is something else hidden.

Since the other party dared to make a promise, it meant that his master was not in danger of life, but he was still restrained by Xubu Taiqing.

Regardless of whether he came or not, the people from Dizi Jiangxi also lingered outside Mohuitou for several days.

The case of the mirror array involves the Great Array of Sealing Evil. In today's cultivation world, anyone who gets involved with evil currents is like walking on the edge of the shore.

The path of cultivation is not Shi Yuan's only path, nor is his only choice.

But Shen Zhexue is here.

Since they are all imprisoned, it is better to go to him instead of fleeing for their own lives.

Shi Yuan put back Tuibi's thoughts, and carefully examined the elder Jianxiu of Bing Linggen in front of him.

Compared with the bustle in front of the sect, the battle for the invitation of the emperor Jiang Xi seemed extremely cold.

The battle location was chosen at Jianping in front of the Sovereign Peak.

The main peak array was opened, and the entire mountain was covered in a solid spiritual screen.Several elders are divided into various parties, ready to suppress at any time.

When Shen Zhexue arrived, the Emperor Jing Jun had been waiting for a long time.

Among the eight spirit lords descended by the emperor, this lord Jing has the most legendary origin. It is rumored that he was originally a luthier in the Huanlou in Chunqi's meeting, and his background was very unbearable.

At that time, Chunqi's Fengyue Xing had not been cleared up, and there was filth hidden inside. On the surface, Xiangjian Huanlou was a piano building, but in fact it was a dark den for cultivating monks from aristocratic families.

Mr. Jing was found to have a single water spiritual root, and this kind of spiritual root has an excellent furnace physique.

Since he met each other at the age of six, he was favored by the head of a certain family, signed a letter with Chunqi, and sent them to be educated in the building. After the roots of the water spirit became permeable and moist, he was taken home for use.

It is also impossible for Chun Qi to raise these furnaces for nothing. The spirit stones that should be earned cannot be less. People can also be changed and transferred out.

This Mr. Jing played the pipa in the meeting hall, and it was also one of the rare furnaces that was re-ordered at ten times the price.

Ten times higher price, tens of millions of high-grade spirit stones, the person who bought him was the sword master Zhou Ling and Zhou Minggui.

Zhou Minggui is not a womanizer, nor is he trying to sell his furnace.

What Shen Zhexue heard was that Zhou Minggui was going to investigate the nasty things in Chunqi Fengyue's business at that time, and when Mr. Jing came out of the building, he couldn't bear to be humiliated, and he almost pawned the famous sword "Qingfengwo" to redeem him Walk.

Many people in the world of comprehension concocted romances and wrote storybooks about saving the wind and dust between Lord Luo Nan Lingjun and the heroic sword sage.

But as Zhou Minggui became an evil cultivator that everyone shouted for beatings, Lord Jing and Sang Qi, the head of Hanshan, got married, and the old affairs of the two of them were covered with dust.

Jingjun's status in the sect is second only to Yiyue Xingjun, and if he can be discovered by the emperor Jiangxi, he is by no means as simple as a single water spirit root.

According to legend, he can predict the future, and he is the closest person among the emperor's descendants, so he is also called "Jingjun Siming".

After becoming a Taoist couple with Sang Qi, Jing Jun lived in seclusion and lived in seclusion for many years.

It has been a hundred years since his last appearance.

Shen Zhexue stepped over the jade steps, Jun Jing turned around when he heard the sound, and humbly bowed his sleeves first.

"The emperor's son is like a mirror, and I have met Elder Shen."

Shen Zhexue cupped his hands: "Xubu is too clear, Shen Zhexue has admired his name for a long time."

The aura surged in Jianping, Jun Rujing was tall and tall, with a smile on his lips.

Shen Zhexue felt cold in his heart.

A trace of strangeness streaked across the sea of ​​consciousness, he looked at Jun Rujing in front of him, and realized for the first time that a living person can really be described as an object.

There are many people with outstanding looks in the world of comprehension, but this Jun Rujing's looks can even be ranked in the top three in Shen Zhexue's past experience.

The water spirit roots moistened him like a round stone in a shallow stream in a valley, without any sharp edges. He was wearing a complicated star-patterned black robe, with a few pendants and three rice dumplings hanging on his waist.His hair was too long, pinned with a long blue and white hairpin, and it still hung down to his ankles.

He always had a faint smile, but his eyes were thin, neither indifferent nor aloof, as if in his eyes, the visitor was no different from the flowers and grass steps on the sword lawn.

If it wasn't for Shen Zhexue who could see his eyes shifting, he would almost suspect that this person was already blind.

Jingjun Siming is like a beautifully decorated Mingjian placed in the hall, beautiful and thorough, but it gives people an indescribable chill.

Jingjun Siming's appearance is too good-looking, but after looking at it for a long time, Shen Zhexue has only one thought: the emperor Jiangxi has been tortured by the way of heaven, and he doesn't intend to be a human being anymore.

So he asked: "May I ask Mr. Jing, what is so different about Shi Yuan's child that it takes a lot of time for the emperor to come and ask for him?"

"This is a heavenly secret, Elder Shen don't need to ask." Jun Rujing replied with a smile, calmly.

Immediately, he stretched out his black sleeves slightly, holding out a simple round mirror in his hand.

Jun Rujing said calmly: "Elder Shen, please."

Dabi Gaotai.

Yan Yuanhan's momentum is like a broken bamboo, and he comes straight to Shiyuan's vital point.

There was nothing fancy about his sword, he just sent out the sword flatly, carrying the majesty of a thousand miles of frost, but the cold air was drawn in, and all of it was condensed on the edge of the sword.

There was a burst of exclamation in the audience, shouting that Elder Yan was merciful and left them a complete junior brother.

Shi Yuan threw out the talisman paper, and suddenly there was a strong wind on the ground, and the wind gathered under the Shi Yuan talisman in a vortex shape, covering the entire Dabi ring.

"Is he scared stupid? Let's light the fire! Elder Yan can still be blown away by the wind?!"

Outside the arena, Fu Xiu yelled anxiously and slapped the shoulders of the brothers beside him.

His senior brother also frowned at first, but after a while he said: "That's not right."

The difference in strength between the two on the stage is too great, even if the child burns out the fire talisman on his body, it is impossible to stop Yan Yuanhan's sword.

His goal was never to defeat Elder Yan, but to sustain his Ten Swords.

Yan Yuanhan's sword cut through the strong wind, and the force remained undiminished.

Shi Yuan was like falling into an ice cellar, unable to move his feet, he couldn't dodge, gritted his teeth, pulled out a short sword from his sleeve, and used his spiritual power to face Yan Yuanhan's sword edge!

boom----

The spiritual energy exploded like a pan filled with water!

The elders in the front row opened their barriers to block the Lingbo, but the disciples who were close to the high platform still felt the blood surging, burning inside.

Shi Yuan spat out a mouthful of blood, and the blade of the short sword was stained bright red by his blood.

A sword cultivator has always been invincible with a single strike, and often strives to take his life with one move, but Yan Yuanhan does not have the intention of taking Shi Yuan's life, so naturally he will not use internal force to force him.

In fact, Shi Yuan's ability to block the sword was enough to surprise him.

But that's it.

When Yan Yuanhan turned his sword light, it turned out to be a set of Frost Swordsmanship.

Back then Shen Zhexue's Frost Swordsmanship was borrowed from an umbrella, using ingenuity, now Yan Yuanhan uses it himself, this set of Taiqing sect's entry-level swordsmanship has produced a thunderous momentum!

"—Crack!"

Shi Yuan's dagger cracked suddenly.

Outside the arena, Fu Xiu covered his eyes and dared not look again, "It's over, it's over, my junior brother is going to die!"

But he waited for a long time, but he didn't hear the bell ringing for the end of the assessment.

Shi Yuan threw the broken dagger out of the arena and forcibly shattered the ice flowers under his feet. His steps changed and his figure was nimble, like a water swallow, jumping and dodging on the high platform.

His sleeves had been cut by the sword energy, and he had seven or eight scars on his body, but he managed to avoid Yan Yuanhan's combo, so that he would not lose his combat power.

"What kind of movement technique is this?" Fu Xiu stared blankly.

His senior brother looked at it for a long time, and concluded: "...it must be a way of hiding."

It is true that Shi Yuan avoided Yan Yuanhan's sword that pierced his vitals. It looked very light in action, but someone with a little knowledge would be able to see through it. It's like a normal reaction when a person avoids a sharp object.

Referred to as hiding in Tibet, fleeing in embarrassment.

"Then how could he avoid Elder Yan's sword? No matter how quick the reaction is, he can't just dodge every time!"

"It's the wind." Senior Brother Fu Xiu said, "It's the sound of the wind. Elder Yan has always restrained his inner breath when he drew his sword, but this wind is in a rotating shape. As long as someone moves, he will cut off the wind. listen."

In a blink of an eye, a set of Frost Swordsmanship is already five swords.

Including the first sword, Shi Yuan had four swords left to receive.

However, Shi Yuan was dripping with blood at this moment, and after standing on the ground for a moment, there was a pool of blood under his feet.

He held his breath, and was about to identify the origin of the next sword, when he suddenly felt his heart twitch, as if being pricked by a needle.

"Missed?" Yan Yuan snorted coldly, and swept out his sword, Shi Yuan didn't notice for a moment, was caught by the waist of the sword, flew backward several meters, and fell heavily to the ground.

Jianping.

Shen Zhexue wiped off the blood stains from the corner of her mouth, and was about to use her strength to stand up when there was a sudden and sharp sound behind her!

Three years of survival training made him react quite unpleasantly, he pushed back with his backhand and fought with spiritual power.

Two completely different auras collided, and the silver light exploded——

"Ah!" Shen Zhexue let out a miserable cry, slamming her back against the edge of the formation.

The right arm was in severe pain, Shen Zhexue raised his hand and pressed it, feeling that the bone must be broken in more than one section.

Jun Rujing is an array cultivator.

Just like Leng Wenshu's jinghua formation diagram of wood spiritual roots, to challenge the elder's transformation of wind spiritual roots, most of the array cultivation methods are related to his own spiritual roots.

But Jun Rujing's formation doesn't have any element related to water spirit root.

In other words, Shen Zhexue Binglingen's restraint on water was perfectly circumvented by him.

The operation principle of Jun Rujing's circular array is extremely simple, it uses sharp lenses as the attack, and the lenses intertwine and fly like ten thousand feet on the body.

Shen Zhexue's spiritual power has been increased by [-]% in order to cope with the battle with the teacher, but even so, it is still very difficult to fight against the emperor's Lingjun.

Formation repair is not suitable for fighting alone, but at the level of Master Jing, he doesn't even need to form a formation alone.

He himself is a virtual image, and no one can get close to him.

Shen Zhexue put her arms on the ground, struggling to stand up.

Seeing him in such a distressed state, Jun Rujing in the star pattern costume didn't say anything to persuade him, but stood with his sleeves hanging down, like a living glass statue.

Shen Zhexue dodged another round of lens volleys, and his dot matrix cultivation skills were in a perfect position in front of Jun Rujing.

The only way to break through this mirror array is to forcibly open the way from the array owner himself.

Jun Rujing's spiritual power was unfathomable, Shen Zhexue's breathing was hot, and sharp knives were hanging upside down wherever he looked.

There are bloodstains all over the blade, looking like purgatory torture, the evil spirit is thick.

Jun Rujing took a step forward, as if he wanted to end the competition.

He flicked the magic weapon with his fingertips, pressed down the mirror blade, pointed forward, and stabbed at Shen Zhexue as many times as possible.

If there were Taiqing disciples watching this competition, they must be gasping for breath at this time.

Shen Zhexue gritted her teeth, did not dodge or dodge, and actually met those ten thousand blood blades directly!

Jing Jun's expression did not change, and he did not restrain his spiritual power.

He didn't have the idea of ​​stopping it, and when he raised his sleeves, the mirror image split again, and the lens exploded like a flower, but each petal was a sharp weapon that could cut flesh and blood.

This move is the "sprinkling of dust" in the emperor's descending.

The wind blows ahead, the rain sprinkles the dust, and the mirror blades that come out are like water, killing people's lives.

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