There is a fairy tower in Baiyun's place

After some experimentation, the suction power of this gossip magic circle has a lot to do with the distance. If it is far away, the suction power will be limited. If it is close enough, even if it is as strong as a small fire spirit, it will be sucked into the green jade bead instantly. .

Baiyunlou's spiritual sense probed into the sapphire bead, and saw the little fire spirit who was a little dazed, trying to break out of the big formation.

Not to mention that Huo Ling'er is not familiar with the formation breaking method of this large formation, even if he is proficient in the formation, the double large formation that is now arranged can make the participants unable to see the real breath flow of the large formation. It is almost as difficult as climbing the sky to break through the flaws.

But Huo Ling'er has her own way, as soon as her spirit is lit up, a dazzling fire light will come out of her body.

Baiyun Tower, who was watching from the sidelines, sent a wisp of thought to Little Huoling, which made Huoling'er stop using his supernatural powers.

Baiyunlou secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly opened the magic circle to release Huo Ling'er, and finally saved the first demon-subduing gossip talisman.

Casually throwing the gossip talisman to the juniors and sisters to play with, Baiyunlou took out a sapphire bead and the gossip array plate to continue refining the seal carving.

The red sun was setting to the west, and the afternoon competition in the arena was coming to an end. The young disciples of the academy gritted their teeth and persisted until the end.

What Baiyunlou didn't expect was that these little disciples originally only wanted to earn some spirit stones from the senior brothers, and they went to the arena to compete one after another, and they competed harder in the afternoon, all because they wanted to earn a name for the academy.

The announcement of the list in the morning made these young disciples work hard one by one. In the afternoon, they rushed to the various registration points and the arena, even the competition arena in Biyun Valley.

Elder Brother Bai spent the whole afternoon carving runes and refining magic circles. When he occasionally looked up and saw the list, he couldn't help being stunned, and hurriedly called back the exhausted little disciples.

But it was already too late, most of the monks who had been sparring for a day were very tired. After the academy disciples left the field, the neutral field seemed much deserted, and the list basically would not change.

After giving a little sweet rain to each of the young disciples, Baiyunlou looked at the list. On the list of victories, Shi Qingshan and Tan Xiaoxi were among the top ten.

It seems that after the breakthrough in martial arts, Junior Brother Qingshan is very powerful. Xiaoxi got Huo Linger's understanding of fire control and made a breakthrough again. It's just that Baiyunlou has been concentrating on refining sapphire beads and didn't pay attention to Xiaoxi's discussion.

The list of sparring sessions was basically dominated by academy disciples, eight of the top ten were academy disciples, and Baiyun Tower couldn't stand it any longer, and quickly turned to look at the list of the group battle arena.

I saw Jiang Feng, Shi Qingshan, and Tan Xiaoxi's team ranked fifth, with nine wins and one loss.

After asking, I found out that the team that lost was precisely the team that lost to Luo Yu.

Hearing this, Baiyun Tower looked at the list, and sure enough, No.3 was Luo Yu's team, with a record of ten victories, but the other two monks in the team were the two Foundation Establishment monks.

"This Luo Xiaoyu is too shameless. He came to the academy to pretend to invite his senior sister, and then he pulled two foundation-builder cultivators to compete in the arena. In order to be on the list, I really don't need to be shameless, but no matter how hard I try, I can only get the third place, hehe .” Xia Zhaoyang said with a smile on the side.

At this moment, three more people appeared on the group battle arena, it was Luo Yu's team, everyone couldn't help but startled, thinking to themselves, hasn't this team won ten games in a row, why are they competing again.

While everyone was wondering, they only heard Luo Yu stand on the ring and say loudly: "Students from the Kyoto Academy are preparing to challenge the top team in the group battle. Please invite the disciples from the academy to come on stage."

"There is still this rule?" Bai Yunlou turned to the little fat man and asked.

The little fat man nodded and said: "There is such a rule that if the top players in the group battle arena have the same number of wins, the latter can challenge the former, but the former can refuse."

"Then forget about the refusal..." Bai Yunlou replied casually.

Before the little fat man could reply, that Luo Yu said loudly again: "If a disciple of the academy takes up the challenge, no matter whether he wins or loses, the disciple is willing to present three Foundation Establishment Pills and three bottles of Huiqi Pills as gifts."

Chapter 263 Little Mirror's Shot

Hearing this, Baiyunlou finally couldn't help standing up, and said with a smile: "Our academy is used to refine these pills, Junior Brother Xiaoyu, I can't do anything about this."

In fact, these bottles of pills are already worth hundreds of spirit stones, and only the academy disciples don't take them seriously.

Luo Yu's face turned red immediately, maybe it was because he was called Xiaoyu in front of so many of his colleagues, or maybe it was because he thought that this senior brother of the Academy would be a bottle of high-level pills, how could these bottles of pills be compared.

"Since Junior Brother Xiaoyu is interested in competing for the top spot on the list, it's not impossible. In this way, Junior Brother can take out a spiritual herb with more than a hundred years of medicinal power to bet against each other, and Senior Brother agrees to this discussion." Bai Yunlou said rather indifferently. .

Hearing this, Luo Yu involuntarily touched the treasure pouch at his waist, and wondered to himself, did Senior Brother Bai see the spirit grass in my treasure pouch? .

Although the exact age of this spirit plant is unknown, it must have been over a hundred years old.

While Luo Yu was hesitating, Baiyunlou raised his hand and took out a five-element eight-diagrams talisman, and said with a smile: "That's good, senior brother uses this to bet against each other, if Junior Brother Feiyang and the others lose, how about giving this treasure talisman to Junior Brother Xiaoyu?"

He had long been envious of this magic weapon of the academy disciples, this time Luo Yu didn't hesitate any longer, took out a wooden box from his treasure bag, jumped off the ring, and put it on the table at the registration office.

With a laugh, Baiyun Tower handed the Five Elements and Eight Diagrams Talisman to the little fat man and said, "Feiyang, use it as you like, it's the last one anyway, let's show off the demeanor of the academy disciples by the way."

Hearing this, the little fat man immediately smiled, and took the Meteorite Great Sword, as if the seal had been released, he responded loudly and strode towards the ring.

Nangong Xiaojing and Bai Zhan hurriedly followed, while walking, Nangong Xiaojing murmured: "Use it freely, show your style..."

Hearing Xiaojing's muttering, Baiyunlou couldn't help but feel bad, this junior sister wouldn't want to use a big killer, right? In a blink of an eye, she saw that junior sister Xiaojing's hand had touched the treasure bag around her waist.

Now the suspense was completely gone, and Baiyun Tower didn't bother to take care of it anymore, turned around and went back to the seat in the academy, drinking tea leisurely.

The little fat man put the Five Elements and Eight Diagrams Talisman on the table, and flew up to the ring.

After the two parties were ready and the ceremony was over, the little fat man rushed forward without saying a word, holding the big meteorite iron sword in his hand, and just as he rushed out, the two foundation-builder cultivators on the opposite side unsurprisingly pulled out their flying swords at the same time. Fatty cut it.

The little fat man chuckled, didn't care at all, and continued to rush forward.

At this moment, a flying dragon-like flame flew out, followed by two more, a total of three flying dragon spells, surpassing the figure of the little fat man in an instant, passing by two flying swords, and directly smashing towards Luo Yu and the other three.

It was Nangong Xiaojing's Fire Dragon Talisman that flew out. As soon as the Fire Dragon Talisman was released, even Xiao Jing was taken aback. Its technique was extremely fast, three points faster than the flying sword on the opposite side, and it landed on the ground in an instant. on people.

Hearing three bangs, the two figures retreated again and again, and one figure flew out, it was Luo Yu, who looked very miserable, his clothes were torn, and he spurted blood in mid-air.

If it weren't for the two rays of protective light that burst out from the hair crown and chest just now, slightly blocking the flames of the fire dragon, it would be estimated that this Mr. Luo has become clean and smooth.

Luo Yu was still in mid-air, and a thick green light had already enveloped him. This was Xia Zhaoyang's evergreen technique.

Luo Yu couldn't help shaking when he was in the air, but he was still twitching non-stop after landing. Although he was twitching, the wounds on his body had already healed.

The two foundation-building stage monks on the stage were also uncomfortable. The two fire dragons came too quickly, but the flying swords of the two monks were all blocked. They didn't even have a spare magic weapon in their hands, so they directly used their body protection to fight back. He practiced two fire dragon spells.

Fortunately, the mana contained in the fire dragon talisman was equivalent to a full-strength strike of a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment. The monk's body shield trembled violently, and each retreated a few steps, barely catching the two flying dragons.

However, the two dharma swords that were thrown out fell directly on the way to Yujian because of the impact on the soul of the body.

After the two stood firm, they quickly retracted their magic swords in the air. After seeing the little fat man's forward momentum stop, they quickly turned their heads to look at Mr. Luo.

Seeing that although his whole body was a little twitching, his breathing was still stable, and his injuries had disappeared without a trace, so he couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Baiyunlou raised his hand and cast a small nectar spell, which immediately relieved Luo Yu from the unbearably itchy convulsions.

Luo Yu lay on the slate floor and felt that the numbness and pain had disappeared without a trace, and his whole body was extremely relaxed, as if his mind and soul were empty, and he was too lazy to get up for a while.

It wasn't until he heard the roar of laughter from the audience that Luo Yu remembered the series of encounters just now. He was now lying in front of everyone with his clothes torn from being bombed.

Luo Yu quickly stood up, adjusted her somewhat dull hair crown, tightened her torn clothes, and Shi Shiran walked towards her seat in the Kyoto Academy.

Walking halfway, he turned around and shouted to the ring: "Senior brothers, help me find the place back."

"It's a bit magnanimous." Bai Yunlou couldn't help saying admiringly.

"Luo Xiaoyu's face is indeed not thin, but she is a bit naughty." Xia Zhaoyang replied from the side.

After Luo Yu returned to his seat, the sparring in the arena continued. The two disciples of the Kyoto Institute did not dare to be careless this time, and they no longer controlled their swords, but kept their swords in their hands, and their body qi circulated.

The little fat man turned his head to Xiao Jing and said: "Xiao Jing, it's better not to use the fire dragon talisman, lest you get the reputation of being invincible."

Nangong Xiaojing curled her lips, but still put away the four fire dragon talismans in her hands.

The little fat man nodded in satisfaction, raised his sword and rushed towards the two people on the opposite side again.

Knowing that senior brother Fei Yang wanted to show off his strength, Bai Zhan stood beside Xiao Jing with his sword, without any intention of stepping forward to help.

Seeing that Junior Sister Xiaojing still wanted to use illusion, Bai Zhan gently pulled Xiaojing's sleeve, then shook his head.

Only then did Xiao Jing resentfully put down her little hand that was pinching the formula, snorted softly, and muttered: "It's cheaper for them."

While speaking, the little fat man was already fighting with the two foundation-building monks. The Nine Swords of the Wind was cast by the little fat man with sword energy, and the wide open and close moves made all the low-level monks excited.

It would be difficult for the two foundation-builder monks to suppress this powerful sword style together. If the little fat man didn't want to fight with them a few more moves, he would be able to knock them down from the ring in a short while.

Maybe the little fat man usually practiced his moves with gravel and sand dancing wildly around him, but at this time when the sparring started, the sword energy swept across the ring, directly brought up pieces of gravel, and then danced around the three of them.

The two monks from the Kyoto Academy, who had felt invincible at first, couldn't help being shocked when they saw the flying stones soaring into the sky, but they were glad to see that the flying stones didn't attack them, but they soon stopped laughing .

Chapter 264 Sword Slashing Arena

The aura flowing on these flying stones was actually driven by the little fat man on the opposite side. Before the two of them had time to marvel, the sword move from the opposite side came again.

The two Foundation Establishment cultivators managed to take the sword with their strength, but they were forced to step back and hit the flying stones around the ring.

Only then did the two academy disciples realize that the little fat man wanted to force the two of them to compete with him on the stage for a while, and the flying stones he sent to prevent them from falling off the ring prematurely were just for protection.

Thinking of this, the two have no intention of fighting anymore, this little fat man is too strong, and the combined strength of the two of them here is far from the same.

After reluctantly receiving a few moves, the two looked at each other, turned around and dodged to both sides at the same time, Jian Guang turned to attack the other two on the stage.

Nangong Xiaojing was bored watching, when she saw the two people bypassing the second brother and attacking her side, she suddenly regained her spirits, raised her hand and released an illusion.

The illusion instantly covered the attacking cultivator, making him hit the road directly. In his eyes, the flying stone on the left was like an opponent. Several sword lights flew out, chopped the flying stone into pieces, and then jumped out. Only then did he realize that he was already out of the ring.

In this way, there is only one monk left from the Kyoto Academy in the arena. This monk knows Bai Zhan, and the thunderous aura of the sword two days ago was indeed shocking, but the female cultivator who knows illusion is really weird. The monk who mastered the art of controlling the sword was more normal, so he raised his sword light and slashed at Bai Zhan.

Halfway through the rush, the Foundation Establishment cultivator felt a golden light flash in front of his eyes, lightened his hand, and felt a pain between his brows. Although he hadn't reacted yet, he had already sensed something was wrong, and quickly stopped on the spot.

Suddenly there was a crisp sound, and the Foundation Establishment cultivator looked down and saw that the magic sword in his hand had been broken in two, and the other half had just fallen to the ground.

Raising his hand to touch the center of his eyebrows, a trace of blood appeared on his fingertips, he immediately knew that the other party had shown mercy, so he bowed his hands and walked down the stage.

This time the little fat man didn't stop them, the other party had already lost their fighting spirit, and it was meaningless to continue the fight.

The waiting disciple from the Kyoto Academy left the arena, and the little fat man looked at the pitted arena under his feet, and his dislike became more and more distasteful.

Suddenly he jumped up, stepped on the flying stones hanging in mid-air, and jumped up to the five or six zhang height of the ring with the meteorite iron sword in his hand. Then, several sword lights slashed down in the air, and the whole ring was torn apart and shattered into pieces.

Bai Zhan, who sensed Brother Feiyang's intentions, had already jumped out of the barrier of the ring with Xiao Jing, but he was not affected by these violent sword qi.

At this time, Mr. Luo Yu, who was the first to fall into the arena, couldn't help feeling chills when he saw such a violent sword move by the little fat man, and secretly rejoiced that he just came down early, otherwise this might have ended in an even more tragic end.

The little fat man who cut the ring to pieces only felt a headache, but after seeing the reaction from the audience, he felt that he seemed to have gone too far. He was happy, but he seemed a little too ostentatious.

Just as he didn't know how to end it, a divine thought passed into the little fat man's soul, the little fat man couldn't help being startled, and immediately looked towards the senior brother gratefully, and then nodded slightly.

The little fat man turned around and stood on top of a pile of rubble, and said loudly: "The ring was damaged during the sparring just now, so we can simply destroy it completely. It will be much more convenient for the colleagues of the Chaoyang Chamber of Commerce to clean it up later."

"Senior practitioners in the audience, there should be many fellow practitioners who know the identity of the disciple. Yes, I am the president of the Chaoyang Chamber of Commerce, and I am also a student of Xinlu Academy."

"In order to thank all fellow practitioners for patronizing the Chaoyang Chamber of Commerce, and to support the new disciples of this comprehension conference, the Chaoyang Chamber of Commerce has decided to give three bottles of Rejuvenation Pill and six bottles of Guiqi Pill."

As soon as these words came out, the crowd immediately boiled up. Every new student gained something, and every young disciple from every sect smiled. These nine bottles of pills alone are worth a lot, at least hundreds of spirit stones.

There were at least a hundred new disciples who came here this time. After doing this calculation, the chairman of the Chaoyang Chamber of Commerce gave away tens of thousands of spirit stones in just one sentence, and they couldn't help sighing.

Originally, some thought that this academy student was very violent and flamboyant, but now they felt that this little fat man was very kind-hearted, with a simple and honest smile.

"Fellow practitioners, after the meeting, you can go directly to the Chaoyang shop to pick it up." After finishing speaking, the little fat man Shi Shiran returned to his seat.

Seeing that there were no monks or disciples in the venue to compete on stage, the abbot of Xuanyin Temple walked to the venue, glanced at the pile of rubble in the middle, and still stepped forward.

Master Juehai looked at the young disciples with expectant eyes, and said with a smile, "This is the end of today's competition in the arena, and I will come back to the peak tomorrow afternoon, and I will give you a chance to practice."

As soon as the words fell, many disciples of the martial arts in the field had already come to the Chaoyang shop stalls to register to receive the elixir.

Baiyun Tower looked at the stall that was quickly crowded into a group, turned around and said to a group of academy disciples: "Of course you have a share of the elixir, don't go to the simple stall at the top of the peak to join in the fun, wait for you Brother Feiyang I will arrange for the disciples of the chamber of commerce to be sent to the courtyard."

There is also such a good thing, the disciples of the academy responded repeatedly, and the little fat man smiled and said: "This is all the handwriting of the senior brother. Speaking of it, the senior brother has courage, and he just gave away tens of thousands of spirit stones."

"They're all external things, not worth a few spirit stones." Bai Yunlou said calmly.

There was nothing left or right, Baiyun Building called all the disciples of the academy to get up and return to the courtyard of the wing room.

On the way back, the little fat man sighed and said, "I don't know what's going on recently, I always want to chop something with my sword, and I always feel a little restless in my heart. Just now I saw the pitted arena, and I was very irritable. I just got a whim..."

"Feiyang, don't worry about it. Brother didn't think carefully before, and didn't see the influence of the Nine Swords of Blast. The Nine Swords of Blast are all pure Yang sword moves. Regular practice will breed pure Yang sword intent. Feiyang's yang energy has been too strong recently. So much restlessness." Bai Yunlou said as he walked.

"Did you feel better after beating that ring?" Bai Yunlou continued to ask.

"It turned out to be like this, no wonder I feel much lighter now, senior brother, can't I practice Kuangfeng Nine Swords again?" the little fat man asked suspiciously.

Bai Yunlou thought for a while and said: "That's not necessary. You are young and energetic, and it's not a bad thing. Being a little restless is not losing your mind. In this way, both your senior sisters and I have enrolled in etiquette classes recently. Feiyang, you Come and study together."

"Even if the heart is agitated, you can still know the etiquette and observe the etiquette. This is the basic skill of the etiquette class."

"This one……"

"Forget about this and that, it's settled like this." Without giving the little fat man a chance, the matter of enrolling in the etiquette class was decided by Senior Brother Bai just like that.

What Senior Brother Bai thought was that the etiquette class is not bad, it can also exercise the mind, but it's too boring, it's better to drag the little fat man to be bored together.

Xia Zhaoyang who was on the side also came over and said with a smile: "Xiao Feiyang is also coming to study the etiquette class. That's great. After the comprehension conference, the senior sister will go home. The position of the senior sister is just given to you. That position is far away from the instructor. Recently, it's more convenient for the instructors to give pointers, hehe."

The little fat man's chubby face couldn't help tightening, and he always felt that the senior sister's smile was a bit malicious.

Chapter 265 Recruitment of the Ministry of War

Back in the courtyard of the wing room, after finishing the evening meal, Baiyun Tower recruited several Qingyunmen disciples into the room, and distributed a gossip talisman to subdue demons to each of them. All the disciples went back to their rooms to refine.