On the competition stage in the center of the Tianjianfeng school ground, two disciples were competing in swordsmanship, competing for the treasure provided by the master in the first lesson of the school year.

Jun Letian drew out the Chixiao Sword and raised it to his chest, never taking his eyes off his opponent's sword.

The two have the same spiritual roots, one is in the late stage of foundation building and the other is in the middle stage of foundation building. Their cultivation level is about the same and their swordsmanship is equivalent. Therefore, neither of them dared to move first for fear of exposing their flaws.

The disciples with lower cultivation levels couldn't bear it anymore and decided to strike first, charging towards Jun Letian with their swords.

Jun Letian resisted with his horizontal sword. The two swords collided, making a harsh buzzing sound that made the leaves fall.

……

When Zhang Miaomiao came back, she saw Jun Letian and another disciple fighting fiercely in the middle of the school field.

Other disciples were scattered throughout the school grounds. Some were sitting on the ground without caring about their image, while others were standing near the competition stage to observe and learn from the two men's fight at close range.

Zhang Miaomiao walked to Hua Nongyu. She looked left and right, but there was no sign of Lu Chenyi. She asked, "Hey, where is Senior Brother Lu?"

"Of course he's asking for leave," Hua Nongyu said. Then, he approached Zhang Miaomiao and whispered in her ear with some gloating, "How dare he come back to class after losing such a big face?"

Lu Chenyi indeed has a very strong self-esteem and values ​​​​about face. After being rejected by Yan Yixiao in public, he probably had to hide and wait for the storm to pass before coming out.

Zhang Miaomiao did not hide anything in front of Hua Nongyu and said straightforwardly, "He deserves it."

"You really deserve it!" Hua Nongyu agreed. Suddenly, a faint fragrance floated in. Hua Nongyu sniffed it and found that the fragrance came from Zhang Miaomiao. He asked, "Why does Miaomiao smell so good?"

Zhang Miaomiao smelled her sleeve and said in confusion, "No."

Hua Nongyu got close to Zhang Miaomiao's face and determined the source of the fragrance. He said, "It's the fragrance on your face."

"That should be the smell of Shuhen balm." Zhang Miaomiao explained, "On the way back, the exchange student from Kunlun Sect's Hehuan Hall gave it to me. It can remove scars."

As she spoke, Zhang Miaomiao pointed to her face with a proud look on her face, "Senior brother, look, after applying a little Shuhen balm, the slap marks disappeared."

Hua Nongyu frowned, a little worried, "You really dare to accept Miaomiao, aren't you afraid of something being mixed in it?"

"If something goes wrong, you can go to him." Zhang Miaomiao didn't care. She changed the subject and asked, "What good things has Master Chang prepared this time?"

The Master Chang mentioned by Zhang Miaomiao is Chang Yuan, the teacher who teaches swordsmanship at Tianjianfeng.

Chang Yuan entered the golden elixir five hundred years ago and is now in the late golden elixir stage. But he understood that with his talent as a mixed spirit root, cultivation to the late stage of the golden elixir was already the limit. Without a great opportunity, he would have no hope of transforming the elixir into an infant in this life. Moreover, as the five-hundred-year life span of the golden elixir period approaches, Chang Yuan's appearance is like that of a mortal, gradually transitioning from youth to middle age, and now, his beard and hair have turned white.

After Chang Yuan put aside matters of life and death, he turned his attention to helping his disciples improve their cultivation. His monastic journey may have ended here, but these juniors still have endless possibilities.

Therefore, during every vacation, Chang Yuan would find good treasures from various secret realms, and then give the treasures as rewards for the swordsmanship competition to the students who participated in the challenge in the first lesson of the school year.

"Sixth grade thunder bead grass." Hua Nongyu said.

Thunderdrops grow on cliffs and have the ability to attract lightning, so they are often struck by lightning on rainy days.

The weaker thunder bead grass turns into coke after one or two lightning strikes. Only the best thunder bead grass that can convert thunder and lightning into thunder energy can withstand the tempering of thunder and lightning and survive the lightning strikes again and again. .

Every time thunder energy is converted, the grade of thunder bead grass will increase by one level. The sixth-grade thunder bead grass can be said to be of the upper-middle grade. If the monks in the foundation-building stage of Thunder Spirit Root can take the sixth-grade thunder bead grass, they are expected to be promoted to a small rank.

However, Thunderdrop Grass is good, but its shortcomings are also obvious.

The power of thunder and lightning contained in it will destroy other treasures and is not suitable as an alchemy material.

In addition, the sixth-grade thunder bead grass can only be taken by monks with Lei Linggen. If other monks with spiritual roots mistakenly take the thunder bead grass, their meridians may be injured by the power of thunder and lightning, or their bodies may explode and die.

Thunder Spirit is a rare spiritual root. There are only two Thunder Spirit Root monks on the stage as the true disciples of Tianjian Peak. Naturally, only two people competed for the sixth-grade thunder bead grass.

But... Zhang Miaomiao has fused spiritual roots. Her spiritual roots can turn the thunder and lightning power of Thunder Pearl Grass into fused true energy, thereby improving her cultivation level.

Jun Letian on the stage had already noticed Zhang Miaomiao coming back and glanced at him from the corner of his eye for a while during the fight. Zhang Miaomiao and Hua Nongyu were very close to each other. They didn't know what they were talking about. They were talking and laughing. Hua Nongyu's lips even wanted to touch Zhang Miaomiao's face at one point.

Jun Letian panicked for a moment, but his opponent seized the opportunity and struck with his sword.

The iron sword flew very fast. Jun Letian dodged, but he couldn't dodge in time, and his arm was cut open.

He refocused his attention, raised his sword and struck it back, while at the same time releasing spiritual energy into the sword.

The disciple didn't expect that Jun Letian was in high morale because of his advantageous sword attack, and was forced to retreat by Jun Letian.

Zhang Miaomiao looked at the two people on the competition stage. Another disciple who was in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment seemed to be unable to resist.

Zhang Miaomiao weighed the strengths of herself and Jun Letian. She has just established a foundation, but there is still a gap in hard power between her and Jun Letian in the later stages of foundation building. But the difference is not big and can be made up by swordsmanship.

If you fight Jun Letian head-on, you won't lose a piece of flesh. At most, you will get a little injured.

There is no sword cultivator who is not injured.

Zhang Miaomiao took out the iron sword with the severed head and was eager to try it.

Hua Nongyu's eyes widened, her mouth twitched, and she whispered, "Miaomiao won't tell me, will you compete with this broken sword later?"

"Can't you?" Zhang Miaomiao asked.

Hua Nongyu guessed that the junior sister had no money to buy a decent sword. He sighed, took off the green flying flower sword from his waist, and reluctantly said, "Use my old...my sword first!"

The sword of the swordsman is like their significant other. Unless they have a very good relationship, they will not lend the sword to others.

Zhang Miaomiao was embarrassed to use her second senior brother's wife, so she raised her iron sword and said, "It's okay, I can knock Jun Letian away with this sword!"

Over there, Jun Letian had knocked his opponent away from the competition platform. He wiped the sweat from his head and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Junior brothers, let's take a sip of the soup first." Yan Yixiao returned to the school grounds at some unknown time. She also brought two bowls of soup to the two disciples who had just finished competing.

The defeated disciple was still dejected just now, but when he saw Yan's smile, his face turned red again. He took the soup and said flattered, "Thank you, Senior Sister Yan."

Jun Letian didn't take the soup immediately. I don't know why. Just now at the flea market, a female disciple said, "She didn't make the golden elixir by herself. She just relied on her beauty to flirt with others and cheat." Just a few men" kept echoing in my ears.

A few years ago, when Yan Yixiao and Lu Chenyi were in love, they would often cook delicious food to replenish their bodies after their male disciples competed.

At that time, there were no female disciples who said that Yan Yixiao's pretense and flirting would win over people's hearts. However, the male disciples dismissed her as a talkative woman. Even Jun Letian himself said so.

But if you think about it carefully, when Yan Yixiao is dating Lu Chenyi, shouldn't he keep some distance from his male disciples?

"Junior brother Jun. Aren't you going to drink?" Yan Yixiao said softly.

"I……"

Chang Yuan on the side stroked his beard and said, "This is your senior sister's wish. You won't lose a piece of meat after drinking it. It will just replenish your body."

Jun Letian couldn't resist, so he took the soup, drank it quickly, and returned the bowl to Yan Yixiao.

"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge!" Chang Yuan shouted to the other disciples in the school, "If there is no one, I will give the Thunder Pearl Grass to Jun Letian!"

"Master Chang, I want to challenge!" Zhang Miaomiao raised her hand and trotted over holding a severed rusty iron sword.

Looking at Zhang Miaomiao, whose face had recovered so well, Yan Yixiao felt quite jealous. She had a good-looking face, but she didn't expect that she would recover quickly after being injured.

Because Zhang Miaomiao had plotted against her just now, Yan Yixiao hated Zhang Miaomiao. She really wanted to drive a wedge between Zhang Miaomiao and the other disciples of Tianjian Peak, and at the same time, she also wanted to brush up Jun Letian's favorability.

So Yan Yixiao smiled and persuaded, "Miaomiao, Junior Brother Jun is in the advanced stage of foundation building, and he is in urgent need of thunder bead grass to advance to the golden elixir. You have fused spiritual roots, and other treasures with other attributes can also be used, so why bother fighting with Junior Brother?" There’s a rare Thunderdrop Grass.”

"Miaomiao, why don't you give up the Thunder Pearl Grass to Junior Brother Jun?"

Zhang Miaomiao looked at Yan Yixiao, as if it said in her eyes: You don't have a long memory, do you? Then I'll let you have a longer memory.

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