Su Bian Cultivation World

Luo Jiujiang looked at the jade pendant hanging around his neck for a few times: there seemed to be some kind of lines on the surface of the jade pendant, but it seemed that someone wiped it off with his fingers, leaving only a sharp corner on the edge untouched.

He scratched along the only remaining groove with his fingernails, but he couldn't guess what was originally painted on the jade pendant: this small corner could be regarded as the tip of a bluegrass leaf, or the tip of a cat's ear.more than this……

Recalling where he had practiced repeatedly in the past two days, Luo Jiujiang couldn't help but twitch his eyelids, thinking that this might be the tip of a snake's tail.

After thinking about it for a while, Luo Jiujiang simply put the matter aside, stuffed the emerald jade into his collar, and completely left those messy guesses behind him.

The gate of the Garden of Sad Snow is in front of him, and his friend is behind this gate.

The door was slowly pushed open by Luo Jiujiang, and Han Qianling, who was wiping the sword with a snow-white handkerchief, raised his eyes as if aware of it.

At this time, the breeze is blowing, the falling flowers are flying, and the setting sun is shining at night, and the time is just right.A young man in blue sat under the flower tree, met Luo Jiujiang's eyes, and smiled leisurely——

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The next day was Luo Jiujiang's first match, and his opponent was the girl Han Zhouqi that Han Qianling had drawn for him.

The Seven Islands Competition is held once every ten years, and each time there are three hundred candidates.As the Seven Islands Association, its age ranges from ten-year-old children to five-year-olds... Of course, this is the theory, but in fact, there is no ten-year-old doll in the Seven Islands' old calendar who really goes up to make gestures.

There are a total of 29 clans among the Seven Islands, and most of the remaining sporadic surnames are attached to these main clans, so it is not worth mentioning.In the big competition, each family can recommend ten talents, and the family name is not limited. In this way, 290 candidates will be submitted.

As for the remaining ten places, those scattered sects are left to compete freely, but the Seven Islands are not allowed to get involved.

In this way, the chances of selecting [-] outstanding talents before the big competition, and finally selecting [-], [-] to [-], are not very simple.

The first game is to draw lots to catch the right team. There will be 150 games in four days, and the next half of the people will be eliminated.The game time limit is so tight, naturally there are several overlapping games.Theoretically, two games should be arranged in the morning and in the afternoon, and one game will make ten groups compete at the same time.

Luo Jiujiang's lottery happened to be the first game on the first day, and many people wanted to see something fresh early.

Before the time came, Luo Jiujiang met Yue Qinghui and Dong Shuangyu outside the court.The time for the competition had not yet come, and the three of them were not in a hurry, so they chatted for a while.

Yue Qinghui approached Luo Jiujiang, with a gossip look on his face, and asked in a low voice: "Do you know who has the most outstanding cultivation this time? Who is most sure of winning the spot?"

Luo Jiujiang has always had a wide circle of friends, and many people like to ask him for help when they have something to do.It is not wrong to ask him the most common and non-private question about the level of cultivation.

"Of course I count as one, and Qianling counts as one." Luo Jiujiang raised his eyebrows and said without shame.After a while, he admitted with Yue Qinghui's urging eyes: "I really don't know this time. There were some things in the past two days. I was not with everyone. Even the lottery was drawn by Qianling for me."

"I said why I haven't seen you two when I came to the door these two days." Yue Qinghui sighed, "Forget it, you don't know as much as I do. Let me talk to you—those exceptionally outstanding people It's not that we are delayed in the upper realm sect, or we don't like our return from this competition. It is said that there are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are called kings. Among the candidates this time, in terms of cultivation alone, Du Chuan is the one with the highest cultivation .”

Luo Jiujiang said thoughtfully: "At his age, it doesn't matter if he has the highest cultivation. If the colors and patterns can be richer, it's worth mentioning."

Yue Qinghui was also the one who had trouble with him since he was a child, and he laughed out loud when he heard what he said.Instead, Dong Shuangyu gave him a strange look: "Mr. Luo means..."

"Slap him so that his face is full of peach blossoms!" Yue Qinghui laughed next to Dong Shuangyu's ear.

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The opponent Luo Jiujiang drew in the preliminary competition was a girl with a very gentle temperament. She had a graceful figure and a long rotten silver whip wrapped around her waist. She stood tall and graceful on the field, making people feel very demure.

According to the rules, they communicated with each other by name, and then they fought.The two weapons collided from time to time, sparking a few sparks.After nearly a hundred moves in this way, there have been a series of games in the distance that have already been judged.

Dong Shuangyu asked curiously: "I think this girl's cultivation is far inferior to Mr. Luo's, why did Mr. Luo fight with her for so long?

Yue Qinghui said with a smile: "Jiujiang has always been kind to the girl's family, since he was a child. When we were all young and ignorant, he would politely lower his tone when speaking to that tomboy Zheng Xiaoliu'er. Never put bug wings in a girl's hair with us... I think he is afraid that the girl will lose too quickly, and it will make it difficult for him to face it."

While the two were talking, Luo Jiujiang and Han Zhouqi happened to be exchanging a hundred moves.Hearing Luo Jiujiang's clear cry, the girl's whip had been blown away in the blink of an eye, and the next moment, he turned his wrist and put the back of the knife on Han Zhouqi's right wrist veins, and said with a soft smile: "Girl Accepted."

The Han girl took a step back and turned her hands behind her back.Her eyes flickered, and instead of the sullen look of losing the game, two touches of blush flew across her face.

The outcome was clear, and before the elders who made the ruling declared victory, Luo Jiujiang flipped off the stage lightly and cleverly, pushed aside the crowd in three steps, grabbed the shoulder of a certain boy in the crowd, and said with a smile: "Let me wait."

Yue Qinghui and Dong Shuangyu followed his movements to look.Who else was the person who was held down by Luo Jiujiang's shoulders if it wasn't Han Qianling?

Dong Shuangyu looked at Yue Qinghui jokingly: "You just said that Mr. Luo tolerated this for so long because he cherished the girl?" Now it seems that he is waiting for Han Qianling to come.

"He is used to tricks, but this time he kills two birds with one stone, without delay." Yue Qinghui put his hand on Dong Shuangyu's shoulder, "They are here."

When these two people walked slowly along with the crowd, Dong Shuangyu greeted Han Qianling first: "Just now, I didn't see you by Mr. Luo's side. I was a little surprised. Now that you have arrived, I never missed it." Mr. Luo's preliminary round."

Han Qianling smiled when he heard the words, and while meeting Dong Shuangyu and Yue Qinghui, he didn't forget to stuff a warm oiled paper bag into Luo Jiujiang's hand.The smell of freshly roasted and properly burnt meat was revealed in the paper bag, which made people's index fingers move.

Yue Qinghui teased with an "Ah yo": "It turns out that Jiujiang didn't have breakfast, no wonder the strength of his wrist was weak when he met the girl just now. Fortunately, Han Qianling is there for you to think about, otherwise I will be hungry and faint later, and I will carry it." You go back."

Luo Jiujiang ignored the silly joke, just took out the paper bag and burned it, tore open and divided Han Qianling into half pieces: "My wrist may not be too soft, but that girl Han's heart was too soft just now. She It probably looks like I was young, and my strength was three points weaker than usual when I shot."

Yue Qinghui said in amazement: "How do you know this? I don't think you and Miss Han seem to know each other?"

Luo Jiujiang just smiled and said nothing, this is the use of improving perception.In the final analysis, the real function of perception is to detect the "wrongness" of the opponent, and the flaw is naturally one of the "wrongnesses", and the sense of disharmony when making a shot can also be classified into this category.

Han Zhouqi's first whip movement was like flowing water, but it was clearly a little jerky in his perception, obviously not her usual strength.With two touches of the knife and whip, Luo Jiujiang knew that the other party had mercy and kindness in his heart, so he would be more polite when he shot himself.

The four of them chatted a few more words, and finally Dong Shuangyu pulled the corner of Qinghui's clothes: "Mr. Luo didn't have breakfast, we don't want to delay too much, so we will leave first. I also wish Mr. Han a smooth journey."

Yue Qinghui followed Dong Shuangyu's line of sight, only to realize that the half piece of meatloaf in Luo Jiujiang's hand hadn't moved a few mouthfuls, so he couldn't help but smiled coyly, and expressed his apology by winking while waving his hands goodbye.

Watching the two leave, Luo Jiujiang rolled up the meatloaf in his hand, swallowed it in two mouthfuls, and then sighed with Han Qianling: "You are trying to support me to death."

He didn't eat breakfast, it was obvious that Han Qianling left a note and disappeared all morning, but he didn't want others to know where he went, so he bought a fire and used it as a cover for himself.

Han Qianling smiled slightly, not hiding it from him: "I entered the sea last night." As he said this, he pulled out Luo Jiujiang's hand and put a moderately sized conch with a knife pattern in his palm: "Listen listen."

Luo Jiujiang held the conch to his ear as he said, and quickly removed it the next moment, his expression was obviously taken aback: "Is this conch drunk?"

What you hear from ordinary conch shells is often the sound of sea wind and waves.What's the matter with the scream of the female ghost coming from this conch shell?

What a maverick conch.

"Mingyin snail?"

Han Qianling was a little surprised: "That senior really taught you a lot."

Luo Jiujiang looked at the conch over and over again and said, "It's amazing. When I memorized this task, it didn't even have a picture. It is said that no one has discovered it for a long time. It is almost a legendary thing."

"It's not that exaggerated." Han Qianling lowered his eyes and spoke very calmly, "It just depends on who is looking for it."

"Why is the sound inside so miserable? Legend has it that the Mingyin snail is a good thing for memorizing events and warding off evil spirits. Could it be..." Luo Jiujiang frowned, looking at Mingyin snails with a sense of inquiry.

"No." Han Qianling interrupted his guess, "The conch language sounds so miserable, and it sings a lullaby with the same tone."

Luo Jiujiang: "..."

"Actually, I didn't go into the sea specifically to find it. I didn't expect to hear someone else's way to death."

Han Qianling twisted the conch from the palm of Luo Jiujiang's hand, and with the other hand, he pulled out a lot of bright red silk threads out of nowhere.The girly kung fu he did for patience when he was a child was not in vain. In a few words, he flipped his hands up and down, and in the blink of an eye, he wove the conch shell into a generous and elegant bracelet.

Under the gaze of Luo Jiujiang's surprised eyes, he wrapped the bracelet around Luo Jiujiang's wrist without changing his face.

"Didn't you all wear a piece of jade yesterday?" Han Qianling said calmly, "If you think about it carefully, I don't seem to have given you anything specially. You can take this conch shell. I can sing you a few little songs."

Luo Jiujiang couldn't help laughing: "That's a good idea. I'll appreciate its masterpiece when I feel like having a night of nightmares on a whim." After a pause, he said helplessly, "But next time you should change the color." Now The color of this red rope is so bright that it almost burns the eyes.

The corners of Han Qianling's eyes and lips gradually curled up, as if he heard something he liked, "Okay, change the color next time."

At this time, the first game is almost over, and the second game in the morning will start soon.Han Qianling bent down and brushed the corner of his clothes: "It's my turn to play."

When Luo Jiujiang mentioned this, he became curious: "Yesterday you refused to tell me who your opponent was, and now you can finally mention it?"

"It's Dudi." Han Qianling turned his eyes to look at the Mingyin conch on Luo Jiujiang's wrist, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

He smiled without revealing the slightest killing intent.