The Demon Lord's Beginning Be Manual

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Xie Yang subconsciously raised his head and glanced, only to see that the sky was full of people, so he realized that people came up.

He was quite far away, and actually only saw the back, but he still recognized that the white neck and the always straight waist protruding from the indigo collar... It was Jiang Shuyu.

The crowd started to rustle, Huang Yi jumped up, looked at him in surprise and said, "It is said that Master Jiang and Master Jiang Xian are brothers and sisters, it seems that this is true, they really look alike!"

"Really?" Chen Wen's eyes lit up, he pulled Xie Yang to push through the crowd and came to the front.

Xie Yang was too busy just now to realize that the person was already very close.

"..."

If this gentleman is found out, I will cut you into pieces first!

Under the eyes of everyone, Jiang Shuyu wore a crown on his head, walked steadily, and sat in the vacant seat almost defiantly.

Behind him was a boy holding a cat, Xie Yang recognized the one who had been fighting with him for two or three hours, what's his name?

Jiang Miaomiao?

"Song Qian of Lingjian Villa vs. Jiang Miaomiao of Changliu Mountain!"

Wen Yumian repeated it in a good-tempered manner, and Jiang Miaomiao finally agreed, then handed the fat cat to Jiang Shuyu, and walked onto the stage with his sword drawn.

Huang Yi, who came up behind him, said strangely: "Aren't Lingjian Villa and Changliu Mountain both sword cultivators, what is there to compare them to?"

A woman in yellow clothes next to her replied familiarly: "You don't know that, do you? Although both of them are sword cultivators, Changliu Mountain represents Songming City. After all, Lingjian Villa is in Xuanguang, and Changliu Mountain is the city. Songming from the city."

"Oh," Huang Yi nodded knowingly, "but Jiang Miaomiao is a child after all, is Lingjian Villa really capable?"

The woman in yellow said: "You don't know that. Although Jiang Miaomiao is small, his spiritual power has already reached the top of the sect. Songming City sent only one person this year, and that is him."

"It's so powerful, why don't I think about Changliu Mountain..."

"You can't forget that nine years ago, Master Jiang Xian came, but he definitely didn't accept disciples."

"Nine years ago was an exception, 18 years ago it was still accepted..."

Xie Yang was still in the shock of "Jiang Shuyu actually hugged a cat, and he refused to even touch it before." Hearing this, he couldn't help but think: "This Wen Yumian is as shrewd as ever. If the child comes up, if he wins, he can raise his prestige in the city and measure the arrogance of other cities, even if he loses, it can be said that he is still young."

The chatter in the audience was hot, and the clanging of swords and swords on the stage was also in full swing.

Xuan Guang, although Song Ming is from the two cities, but their skills are all from the same school, it's really nothing to watch, if it wasn't for the fact that they still want to see that kid get beaten up, Xie Yang would have slipped away a long time ago...

Quietly, he glanced at Jiang Shuyu from the corner of his eye, and when he saw that he was staring at his son on the stage, he became bolder...

Just now he felt that something was wrong, Jiang Shuyu's face was not different from before, and he was as taciturn as ten years ago, like a lifeless ice sculpture, and now he noticed it when he looked closely—the color of his pupils changed.

In the past, Jiang Shuyu had a pair of golden eyes. Because of these unusual eyes, he was often looked down upon by the world, and his fellow apprentices didn’t want to see him. They said he was a weirdo behind his back, so he moved to Changliu Mountain alone. .

Even so, Jiang Shuyu also said that he would not change himself just to please the world...

"Changliu Mountain Jiang Miaomiao wins!"

The sudden reading startled Xie Yang, he hastily withdrew his eyes and turned away his face.

Chen Wenxi said: "Jiang Miaomiao won! I said that Master Jiang's disciples are not bad, and I'm going to Changliu Mountain!"

"Ah what?" Xie Yang realized later.

That stinky brat actually won?

It's all Jiang Shuyu's fault, he didn't even see a fart.

Chen Wen's slightly excited shout attracted the attention of others, including Jiang Shuyu's.

There was no sadness or joy on his face, he just glanced at the crowd in an understatement. The midday sun shone brightly on his pair of Ruifeng eyes, but inlaid in them were two black grape-like eyes.

"Okay, if you insist on going, my brother will not stop you, just remind you, if you waste this opportunity, you will have to wait another nine years."

Seeing Chen Wen's hopeful face, Huang Yi shook his head helplessly, and went with him to sign up for the next spiritual root test. Xie Yang was the only one who was still looking at those beautiful eyes coldly.

After a long time, he finally smiled mockingly.

Ten or 20 years of persistence is nothing, as long as something beneficial to oneself appears, you will not immediately abandon your faith.

Xie Yang got up to leave, but Huang Yi who had left just now hurried back and stepped on him by the way.

"..."

Ah ah ah ah ah I want your life!

Xie Yang's future attacks were suppressed by Huang Yi.

I saw him with a bruised nose and a swollen face but excitedly said: "Brother Chen and I are both single spirit roots. I applied to Huangliang Pavilion, and he wanted to apply to Changliu Mountain. Unfortunately, Master Jiang definitely did not accept apprentices, so he was just leaving there." It hurts... Hey! The sisters in Huangliangge really hurt when they beat someone..."

"Then you are so happy?"

"Maybe he figured it out and reported to Huangliang Pavilion with me!"

"...It's all good." Don't bother me!

After the afternoon, it snowed a little in Songming City, but it came quickly and stopped quickly. Songming City is winter in all seasons, Xie Yang has long been used to it, but everyone is warm in cotton-padded jackets and fox furs, and he is the only one in unlined clothes Like an idiot.

Fortunately, this even more stupid conference is coming to an end.

"The last match - Jiang Miaomiao of Changliu Mountain vs. Huangliangge Twins!"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Miaomiao stood on the south side of the front of the hall with her sword in her hand, and two laughing girls in pink ran up from the north, they were the disciples of Huanxiu.

"Yo! The girl from Huangliang Pavilion!"

Others except Xie Yang shouted louder, among them there were quite a few rogues who mingled among them, whistling loudly, but the people on the stage seemed to be unable to hear them, still full of smiles.

"Please enlighten me!"

"offend."

The illusion cultivator is spiritual, while the sword cultivator is qi. When the auras collide, the wind blows from the ground and the glistening white snow rises. Finally, this conference has something to watch.

Xie Yang didn't spend half of his energy this time, staring intently at the two girls who seemed to be dancing in the snow but were actually slowly weaving the illusion.

Although Jiang Miaomiao's sword is sharp, it can't match the tenderness of illusion. His sword is fast and accurate, but he stabs again and again, and finally misses the point.

After coming and going, this little overlord finally wanted to show his true nature, he shouted angrily: "If you are sensible, fight me face to face. I am not afraid of you two. What kind of a hero is hiding!"

The girl in pink finally showed her figure, and said: "That's the case with the magic cultivation technique. If you can't beat it, then say you can't beat it. Why do you say we are not heroes?"

Jiang Miaomiao's brows were tightly furrowed, and when he saw someone approaching, he quickly drew his sword. He clearly saw that he had stabbed someone, but it turned out to be just a hallucination.

"This kid's sword is still not fast enough," Xie Yang thought, "not only gave these two people time to form the illusion, but also allowed them to form the illusion."

Jiang Miaomiao also knew the reason, the cold weather made him sweat a lot.

It seems that you have to find a real person to break the formation, but how can you find it...

"Quick, quick!"

"Women and children fight, it's really fun to watch!"

"Hurry up and break her illusion!"

The crowd who watched the excitement thought that he had been thinking too long, some urged him, and some offered his ideas.

Ji Ruqiu sneered: "Jiang Zhen, the disciples you have taught are nothing more than this."

Under the noise, Jiang Shuyu finally opened his mouth: "Calm down."

His voice was like freezing water in a deep river in a cold night, as cold as himself, but it was very useful, and the noise on and off the field was immediately reduced by more than half.

Jiang Miaomiao's ears and heart became much quieter. He lowered his body and raised his eyes, staring at the jumping phantom in the field without blinking...

left...right...left...left...

right……

found it!

Suddenly he jumped up, reversed the blade of the sword and hit the back shoulder of one of the girls with the hilt, and at the same time threw out a silver badge from his waist and went straight towards the other... With the withdrawal of the girl's spiritual power, the illusion continued. Self-defeating.

Jiang Miaomiao breathed a sigh of relief, closed his sword and cupped his fists: "Offended."

It's just that arrogant look really makes people doubt the authenticity of these two words.

"It seems that the winner of this year's Spiritual Canon Conference is already clear," Wen Yumian shook off the folding fan in his hand, trying to hide his complacency, "I'm sorry, it's Songming City again!"

"The gang is finished!" Ji Ruchou slapped the table and left the table angrily.

"It wasn't your Spirit Sword Villa last time, forget it, Master Ji." Huangfu Ji followed closely.

"I haven't won Qin Se Island in 50 years, what did we say?"

Only Jiang Yingyue nodded to Jiang Miaomiao in appreciation.

"It's not over yet!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, this small but proud boy raised his hand to stop everyone from returning home, pointed at Xie Yang who was about to run away and said, "I still want to fight him!"