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Chapter 571 The Lost Memory of the Collapsed Immortal Cultivation Plane (17)

"Yan—little master..."

Hearing the familiar voice, the man standing behind Luo Qinghuan couldn't help but shift his gaze from the outer disciples who were discussing the battle situation to the front. Yan Nianbai's complexion changed slightly when he met Luo Qinghuan's gaze.

Before Luo Qinghuan finished speaking, Yan Nianbai covered her mouth abruptly, and was dragged out of the crowd under the surprised gazes of the outer disciples.

"Mmm..."

It wasn't until being brought to a secluded place that Luo Qinghuan broke free from Yan Nianbai's hand, panting heavily.

"Yan, ahem, little uncle, why are you here?"

Yan Nianbai, who was ranked in the first generation, could already be the judge of this competition, how could he appear in the ring of the top [-] disciples, and still—— still dressed like this outer disciple.

"Last night, Yuxu Daoist's refining room was burglarized. The thief was wearing the clothes of my disciples from the outer sect of Shushan Mountain. Now that the Grand Competition is coming, the gate of Shushan Mountain is also closed. It seems that the thief has not left Shushan Mountain. I came here under the order of the head of the sect. Those who are investigating among the outer disciples, don't reveal my identity."

Luo Qinghuan's eyes widened when she heard the words, and she couldn't help asking: "Really Yuxu—could it be..."

"You guessed it right, Daoist Yuxu is the son of heaven and earth, and what was stolen was the top-grade wooden flying sword, one of the top three prizes in the competition."

No wonder I heard movement outside the door in the middle of the night last night. I thought I had heard it wrong, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen in Shushan.

Shushan is not a big sect in the world of immortality, but Shushan is somewhat famous in the world of immortality for being able to produce the best flying swords. However, the reward for the competition was stolen by an outer sect disciple, and the head of Shushan really couldn’t lose it. Because of this face, Yan Nianbai's "private interview in micro-service" came about.

"Don't talk about it."

He briefly explained the ins and outs of the matter to Luo Qinghuan, and at the end Yan Nianbai did not forget to tell Luo Qinghuan to keep his mouth shut, Luo Qinghuan naturally nodded in agreement, but if the culprit had not been found after the contest ended, Fei had not been chased back. As for the sword, isn't she participating in this competition for nothing?

"Such a thing happened in Shushan, I really can't imagine it, little uncle, if you need my help, you don't have to be polite, just ask me."

After weighing the pros and cons, at present everything is about getting the spirit wood, Luo Qinghuan decided to do it himself, Yan Nianbai's lips curled up when he saw this, he seemed to have guessed what Luo Qinghuan was thinking.

"Since that's the case, my nephew doesn't mind if I ask you a few questions."

"What do you want to ask, little uncle?"

What Yan Nianbai asked was just some trivial matters, such as where and what Luo Qinghuan did last night, did she hear any strange movements or saw strange people, Luo Qinghuan answered them truthfully one by one, at this time Zhang Qing's voice suddenly sounded in the space.

[Huanhuan, I sense that Lingmu is nearby]
Being distracted by Chang Qing's words, Luo Qinghuan naturally had no time to answer Yan Nianbai's question, and Yan Nianbai also noticed the difference in her.

"Qing Huan, you - did you remember something?"

He and Changqing repeatedly confirmed the news that Lingmu was nearby, and Luo Qinghuan gained confidence.

"Little uncle, I seem to have seen a person wearing the clothes of an outer disciple passing by the refining room of Master Yuxu last night..."

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On Jianfeng

There are a total of ten arenas, and it only takes one day to get half of the [-] selected disciples. Now that the competition is halfway through, many disciples who have finished the competition have come to other arenas to watch the competition. spectacular.

This time is very lively, since Zhang Qing said that he can sense that the spirit tree is nearby, it means that the "outer sect" disciple who stole the spirit tree is also there.

In order to find this person, Luo Qinghuan and Yan Nianbai shuttled through the crowd. Luo Qinghuan lied that she had seen the person's face, but in fact she was looking for it in the vast sea of ​​people relying on Changqing's induction.

Although Changqing's cultivation has not recovered, he is still a big man who can make all the sects in the world of immortality tremble when he comes out. Before he became a demon, he was already a late-stage out-of-body venerable. What he said about Luo Qinghuan is natural Believe it.

According to Changqing's guidance, Luo Qinghuan and Yan Nianbai came to a ring.

At this time, a unilateral suppressive battle was going on in the arena, and the disciples in the audience all opened their mouths, looking at the two on the stage in disbelief.

Looking at the smiling and very confident thin man on the stage, he raised his long sword and stabbed at his opponent. The long sword in his hand was wrapped with green vines, exuding strong wood-type spiritual power, and his opponent was also a A sturdy monk with an axe.

[The spirit wood is on the person holding the long sword]

Seeing the unbelievable expressions of the outer disciples under the stage, Luo Qinghuan couldn't help but patted a disciple on the shoulder.

"Excuse me—do you know the people on stage?"

"That bastard..."

The disciple was serious about watching the competition, but was suddenly interrupted, and couldn't help but glared at Luo Qinghuan who was beside him. The words were swallowed hard.

"It turns out, it's Senior Sister. I, I, I know the two on the stage. The one with the ax is Zheng Jun, and the one with the long sword is Qian Run."

One person opened his mouth to explain, and the other people around him turned their attention to Luo Qinghuan one after another, and one of them squeezed in front of Luo Qinghuan, and continued to explain the two people to Luo Qinghuan attentively.

"These two are old enemies. I didn't expect to meet in the first round today. We thought Zheng Jun would win, but this good sword that Qian Run got from no one knew where it came from, and it actually crushed Zheng Jun. .”

"Good sword..."

Hearing the words, Luo Qinghuan murmured these two words, looking at the one-sided situation on the stage, she couldn't help pulling her lips.

The thieves now are really getting bolder and bolder. They dare to use things openly without telling them about them.

"Qian Run, win!"

As Luo Qinghuan expected, Qian Run quickly won the match. After leaving the arena, he immediately covered his sword with a cloth pocket, and carefully left the arena with the sword in his hands. Luo Qinghuan gave Yan Nianbai envoy With a wink, the two secretly followed behind Qian Run.

Qian Run went round and round, and finally came to a training ground at the back door of Shushan Mountain.

Shushan disciples are all obsessed with swordsmanship. They enter the Tao with the sword, and there are not many people who are willing to calm down and practice. Therefore, the large practice area at the back door of Shushan is basically a decoration. Usually no one comes. Who knows that Qian Run is waiting for the sword today. came here.

I saw Qian Run took off the long sword on his back, untied the cloth pocket and put the long sword in front of him.

The long sword hadn't been unsheathed yet, but pure and strong wood-type spiritual power emanated from the sword. Not only Luo Qinghuan, but also Yan Nianbai behind him opened his eyes wide after seeing this scene.

That sword is almost exactly the same as the one that Master Yuxu lost!
(End of this chapter)