Sword cuts mountains and rivers

Xue Lan didn't expect the other party to guess it right away, and said with a low smile, "Of course not, I will protect you."

He ignored Xue Lan, put away his token by himself, and observed the surrounding positions.

"Junior brother, I don't know how well you practice your sword."

Xue Lan asked him, "Brother, would you like to tell me?"

When he said this, Xue Lan looked at him. He estimated that Xue Lan could see that it was naturally easy for those with high cultivation base to look down on those with low cultivation base.

"You can tell," Ye Wanqing said blankly, "It's still difficult for me to condense my spiritual power now, and I can't fuse my spiritual power into the sword."

In fact, it is about the same as having no cultivation base.

Ye Wanqing thought for a while, and added: "But I'm good at sword practice."

He wanted to say that his longbow and halberd were both good, but after thinking about it, he gave up. Cultivating immortals depends on spiritual power, and those things that ordinary people can learn are not worth mentioning.

"You don't have to worry, I heard that Elder Jun Chi will be back soon." Xue Lan looked at the young man's charming appearance who was not discouraged, and there was a slight smile in his eyes.

Xue Lan: "Elder Junchi specializes in studying how to cultivate miscellaneous spirit roots. The elder just entrusted you to him. If you are more sincere, maybe Elder Junchi will be willing to help you."

Hearing this, Ye Wanqing was slightly stunned. He remembered that the elder had told Fenglai when he first came to Fenglai that because of his special aptitude, he was going to be handed over to some elder.

The elder never came back, and now he heard that the other party was studying miscellaneous spirit roots, so he became interested.

It's just that the elder's name has the character Jun, when did the character Xiao Junlan become so common.

"Why did you tell me this?" Ye Wanqing asked, he had never been able to understand Xue Lan.

"Of course it's because I like you," Xue Lan said word by word, "Your junior is good-looking, and I like it. I just want to remind my younger brother that Elder Jun Chi has a lot of rules."

"If you break the rules, you may be kicked out."

Ye Wanqing couldn't help stopping and asked, "What's the rule?"

Now he is willing to have a good talk with Xue Lan, Xue Lan's tone is obviously a little lighter, "Elder Jun Chi doesn't like disciples wearing bright clothes, he doesn't allow disciples to go out at will, he needs to report his whereabouts every day, and he doesn't allow disciples to dirty his clothes if he is obsessed with cleanliness. Hall, and I have to go there every morning and evening to say hello."

"In addition, as his disciple, you are not allowed to worship other elders. You need to focus on your cultivation and you are not allowed to find a Taoist companion. Elder Jun Chi also likes disciples with good-looking handwriting."

"..."

Ye Wanqing was speechless, she couldn't help but frowned, not very happy, "Is he looking for an apprentice or a wife?"

Why so many things?

Xue Lan uttered an oh, and her voice became a little colder, "Your Majesty thinks it can't be done?"

He heard Xue Lan's tone, why Xue Lan was still dissatisfied with this elder who had not yet appeared, he was not dissatisfied yet.

If all of the above are achieved, then there is really no need for a Taoist companion, and what is the difference between the two and a Taoist companion.

"You can do it?" Ye Wanqing asked back, the corners of his lips tightened, if the other party could really solve his spiritual power problem, then maybe he really had to go back and stay low.

"These requirements are already very low. Maybe the elder is doing it for the sake of the younger brother. After all, the son always provokes people when he is outside."

Xue Lan: "The trials of the other elders are much more difficult. The trial of the elder Yuefeng is to go to the ghost world to catch a Yama ghost every year."

The ghost world is thousands of miles away from Fenglai, Ye Wanqing can't solve the problem of spiritual power now, let alone ask him to catch Yan Luogui, Yujian couldn't do it in the past.

Ye Wanqing groaned, and then fell silent.The two of them walked in the mist, and they couldn't see clearly.

He skipped the subject and asked another question, "We don't need to set traps?"

"No need, let's go through the map and see where the border is while they are setting up traps."

Xue Lan led him with a red thread, and said to him, "For this kind of trial, you usually have to figure out the terrain first. After the terrain is clear, it will be much easier to complete the task."

He didn't know how long he had been walking behind Xue Lan. It was obviously foggy and he had no idea where to go, but Xue Lan could find a direction and walk out of it.

"The spiritual power changes differently in each direction. The spiritual power emerges from the heaven and the earth. Everything is unique. You have to feel it carefully."

Xue Lan patiently explained to him, a few steps behind him, and covered his eyes with his hands, "Don't look with your eyes, if you are not willing to use spiritual power, just feel the smell and the touch of the wind."

He stood still and frowned subconsciously. Xue Lan was taller than him, so he seemed to be in the opponent's arms.With his eyes covered, his other senses became sharper, and he quickly felt the difference.

There is no wind on the left and it is quiet, and there is a slight breeze on the right, but the air is thick and sticky.

Xue Lan was very measured, quickly let go of him, and asked him, "Do you feel any difference?"

"Usually go to a windy place, indicating that there is an exit, but we want to explore the way, so we go in the opposite direction."

The entire enchantment was set up according to the back mountain, and the area was actually not that big. Ye Wanqing followed behind Xue Lan and saw the disciples led by Yan Shi facing other disciples of Yueshoufeng.

Hiding behind a tree branch, he saw what Yan Shi was holding in his hand. It was a bone whip. Every bone was ground to an extremely sharp point. It looked shiny and cold, with a sharp light shining.

Ye Wanqing seems to have read in the classics that this is a mechanical weapon, which can be stretched and shortened, and there may be poison on it.

Soon the bone whip intertwined with the opposite disciple's sword, and the iron and bone objects collided together, making a dull sound.

This is the first time for Ye Wanqing to watch the disciples of Yue Yuefeng fight. The speed of both sides is very fast, and the spiritual power bursts out and spreads outward.

"Brother Yan Shi, come on, grab his token!"

"Brother Ming, you must never lose, what will we do if you lose!!"

"Brother Yan, don't be polite to him, use your usual ability to make disciples."

Yan Shi's face turned dark when he heard this, his eyes were gloomy, and the bone whip made a "bang", and headed towards the opposite disciple. The disciple quickly avoided it, and the bone whip hit the trunk. It was directly split into two halves.

Half of the ground seemed to be trembling, Ye Wanqing was watching secretly, her eyes had lost the usual defense and condensation, and now they were clear, like a clear pool that sees to the bottom.

Ye Wanqing had participated in the competition at Jiannan Villa in the past, and it was obvious that the two sides could not compare at all. The level of Yan Shi and the opponent's disciples was obviously too much higher, and both of them controlled their strength, as if they were afraid of directly destroying this barrier.

The shot was quick and the angle was tricky, and the ground was affected by the sword energy to crack several gaps. It seemed that the two of them would not be able to finish fighting for a while.

Ye Wanqing looked at it for a while, and found that the people around him had been following him. He turned his head to look over, and Xue Lan quickly looked away.

They avoided two teams, and two other teams encountered on the road, but the other party did not see them, and when they had completed the circle, he slowly untied the rope.

Xue Lan looked at him, not understanding what he meant.

"You also said just now that this rope belongs to Yan Shi. I don't trust you now. I also walked the terrain just now. Now that I know their location, we still separate."

"Let's meet after finding Guji Beast."

Xue Lan: "..."

The young man on the opposite side had his own broken sword hanging on his body. It was obvious that he had planned it long ago. The expression in his eyes was natural, and he didn't feel guilty about taking advantage of others at all.

He was very wary of him. To be precise, a wall was erected around him to separate the distance between himself and others.

Ye Wanqing glanced at Xue Lan warily. He hadn't heard Xue Lan's reply for a long time. He met Xue Lan's eyes, and he hated Xue Lan's eyes.

Those eyes are very deep, they seem to have warmth when looking at people, and they seem to be questioning him silently when staring at him, which makes him always a little irritable.

Ye Wanqing: "Do you have anything else to say?"

"I don't worry about you being alone," Xue Lan, "You may be dangerous if you are alone."

"I don't worry if you follow me."

Although they were in the same team, it seemed that Yan Shi had ulterior motives in handing him over to Xue Lan. He had many twists and turns in his heart, thinking that maybe Xue Lan and Yan Shi were in collusion.

He doesn't want to make friends at all in his heart, and treats others with more suspicion than trust.

Ye Wanqing turned around and left. He held his own sword, and the young man behind him followed him not too far or too close. He frowned slightly and was distracted by Xue Lan.

It didn't take long to concentrate, and the fog here was extremely thick. When a disciple appeared, Xue Lan blocked him before he made a move.

Ye Wanqing was standing on the side. He looked at the sword in his hand and realized that he had no spiritual power and almost no qualifications to fight. He felt that he should give it a try. What if he was forced out at a critical moment?

He thought this way, when a disciple stabbed towards him, he subconsciously avoided it, and blocked it with the sword in his hand. He could block the opponent but he was faster than him. When the blade of the sword came towards him, he thought I didn't expect to meet him.

At this moment, he felt the condensed spiritual energy, the spiritual energy in his body was condensed together, the blade of the sword was blushing, and a fire phoenix with wings spread out in the air.

Xue Lan glanced at Huofeng, slightly dazed.

"My dear mother, Ji Shizi can use sword energy!"

Before Ye Wanqing was reborn, the sword energy was fire phoenix, and now it is still fire phoenix. He was worried that Cen You would see it, so he quickly withdrew his sword.

Although the sword energy was condensed, it consumed all his spiritual power. His face was pale, and his body was a little weak. He didn't try to be brave, but watched Xue Lan fight with several disciples.

Ye Wanqing was slowing down on the side, he looked at his palm, and the surroundings became quiet, as if he had auditory hallucinations in his ears.

"Xiaoye." Someone called him in a low voice.

This voice seemed to be buried in the depths of his memory, making him very familiar, and a simple and honest face appeared in his mind, the other party always called him that.

"Xiaoye, how's your injury?"

"Xiaoye, thank goodness you're alright."

"Xiaoye, you don't have to worry about me, I've been practicing my sword hard recently."

"Xiaoye, I have caused you trouble."

The deepest memory in Ye Wanqing's mind seemed to be torn apart abruptly, he seemed to have stopped breathing at that moment, and turned his head slowly in disbelief.

It is rumored that Yin Lin is born with Yin Qi, and it is extremely cloudy in Zishi. If you have obsession in your heart, you can see the old people who have passed away.

Ye Wanqing turned her head slowly.

He met a familiar figure.

The surroundings were hazy, as if there was moonlight shining down, Meng Yi stood in the mist with a pale and gentle face, looking at him with a slight smile.