The whole cultivation world regards me as a group favorite [Crossing Books]

In their sect of comprehension, almost everyone has practiced martial arts since they learned to walk, and they have a natural admiration for the strong.

At this time, Ye Huaiyao's performance, the most contagious is not only the outstanding appearance and graceful posture, but also the power presented in this beauty.

Cheng Yuan looked at this scene with cold eyes, he didn't know what he was thinking, and almost forgot to sit down.

The silver bell jingled, and the time was up.

Just now everyone on the field was practicing kung fu, with no other distractions, and no distraction to pay attention to the surrounding situation. Now when they looked around, they realized that they had actually been trapped in the sea of ​​rhododendrons.

They were all startled, and then turned their heads to look at Ye Huaiyao.

The surroundings were also silent, and after a while, all kinds of exclamation and applause spewed out in the sunlight like a sudden eruption of underground springs.

Not only them, even Pu Guangming Shijian didn't expect Ye Huaiyao to have such a trick, so he was stunned for a long time, and hummed:

"I said you are cunning and gluttonous. How did you live so long and not be beaten to death? It turns out that you really have two tricks."

Ye Huaiyao's situation is not only embarrassing because he can't use his spiritual power, but everyone knows that his spiritual veins have been abolished.

If he had used some secret technique that belonged exclusively to Xuantianlou, and his origins were accidentally seen through, it might bring him even more trouble now.

But he used the simplest method.

Every school of monasticism will teach its disciples to communicate with nature and turn the power of all things into their own power.But how much you can experience, and how much you can achieve, depends on the individual's talent for wisdom.

Some people have an instant epiphany, and some people can't understand it all their lives.

So even if someone doubted how Ye Huaiyao could be so enlightened all of a sudden, he could naturally explain that it was because his spiritual veins were abolished and he was stimulated too much, so he instantly enlightened.

The grounds are perfect and leave no trace.

——Of course, in a sense, this is not a lie.

Ming Sheng deserved to be Ming Sheng, Pu Guangming Shi Jian admired his understanding and wit, but couldn't save his face to praise him, so he had to hum and haw out such a sentence.

Ye Huaiyao smiled and said, "Senior, you obviously want to praise me, so don't suppress yourself too much. Speaking of which, you are Ming Shijian, and I am Ming Sheng. They belonged to a family 500 years ago. If I win glory, you will too." Long face."

This kid has no skin, no face and a poor mouth, so he doesn't have the temperament of a great master.

Pu Guangming Shijian didn't know how to find fault with his words, and said angrily: "Fart, who is in the same family as you, my name is Huaijiang, but there is no word related to you."

"Well, for Xiaoxian, the moon passes through Huaijiang, hanging across the sky."

Ye Huaiyao answered the words quickly, and praised, "Mighty and domineering without losing connotation, a good name, I didn't expect the senior to call it this, tsk tsk tsk."

The last three "tsks" can be said to have infinite meaning. Few people can say such a bastard even when they are complimenting. Huaijiang was so angry and funny that he couldn't help saying:

"Now I have to suspect that Bei Cang Demon Lord is actually a great benevolent person. When he buried you under the Yaotai, he was actually doing harm to the people, right?"

The smile on Ye Huaiyao's face froze.

Huaijiang's words were just a casual remark, but unexpectedly touched on the most confusing part of his past.

Ye Huaiyao's thoughts were suddenly brought back to the day of the decisive battle, that inexplicable hug in the sky-shattering and earth-shattering seemed to be still warm.

He whispered: "It's not him."

Huai Jiang didn't understand: "What?"

He didn't get an explanation from Ye Huaiyao, because at this time, the disciples in charge of counting the azaleas had already recorded the results of this group of people.

Others urged dozens of flowers to bloom, so it’s okay to say, but when it comes to Ye Huaiyao, the number of flowers in the sea is incalculable, so I can only write a vague sentence "flowers The court was full and countless" as an explanation.

Seeing this scene, Zhenren Jingyin, the head teacher of Chensumen, had a complicated expression.

Ye Huaiyao has been a beginner for many years, and he has never shown any extraordinary talent. Who would have thought that he would have an epiphany at this time.

Now among the sects, the talents are dying day by day, and there is a need for such a rising star...

Yan Jin has recovered from the shock just now, and with a glance of his eyes, he has seen through Jing Yin's thoughts.

——The old man was hesitating whether to save Ye Huaiyao in front of him.

The garden was full of soft fragrance, the fragrance was pleasant, Yan Jin's eyes turned cold, he would never allow such a situation to happen.

Now his feelings for Ye Huaiyao, besides wanting to vent his anger on Ji Lanying, also has a layer of jealousy that even Yan Jin himself is unwilling to admit.

He has always been proud of his cultivation, but even Yan Jin couldn't urge so many flowers to bloom in this garden.

In his heart, Ye Huaiyao was just an ant who was about to lose his skills at random orders, and Yan Jin absolutely did not believe that the talent of this unknown person would surpass him!

Thinking of this, he sneered, and said lightly: "It's just to force a few flowers to bloom. First, it can't attack the enemy, and second, it can't refine the elixir. In my opinion, your test is useless."

His words were rude, but because of his status, it was not easy for others to directly reprimand him. Jing Yin frowned, dissatisfied with Yan Jin, but also reminded by his words.

He said to Ye Huaiyao: "Come here, I'll take a look at your injuries."

Ye Huaiyao knew that his performance was bound to arouse doubts and comments from others, so he was well prepared in his heart, but he didn't hesitate, so he passed his arm over and let the real Jingyin put his wrist.

Master Jing Yin knew that his spirit veins had not recovered after such a gesture, so he couldn't help but secretly sighed in his heart.

It's a pity that a useless person is useless after all, as Yan Jin said, it's useless to force a few flowers to bloom, he has no attack power, and everything he does is useless.

Measured in this way, Ye Huaiyao is naturally not worth offending the Yiyang Yan family to save him.

At this time, there happened to be a female disciple who didn't know where she was going, and ran over excitedly because of her favor, and asked Zhenren Jingyin:

"Master, although Junior Brother Ye lost in the competition, he performed very well just now. Can he move back to Taining Peak?"

After Ye Huaiyao was injured, he was driven to live in a shabby room at the foot of the mountain. The food, clothing and daily life were very simple, but they were very distressed.

Ye Huaiyao looked at the words and expressions, and he had roughly foreseen Jing Yin's thoughts in his heart, but he still nodded and smiled at the female disciple to show his gratitude.

Sure enough, Master Jing Yin said: "That's natural."

He said: "Ye Huaiyao is talented and intelligent. He is a pillar of the sect. He should go to Ghost Wind Forest to hone his training. Huaiyao, when you come back, you can move back to Taining Peak."

As soon as this remark came out, the lively cheers and discussions around stopped suddenly, and the female disciple who asked the question just now said in astonishment: "Master?"

She couldn't understand Zhenren Jingyin's decision at all.

He said it nicely, he could move back to Taining Peak after returning from Guifenglin, but Ye Huaiyao's injury didn't heal at all.

The difficulty of going to Ghost Wind Forest is completely different from that of urging a few flowers to bloom. After all, it is obvious that people are still going to die.

Why do this!It's not that there is no one in the sect, can't we let him heal his injury first?

Seeing that many people were puzzled and wanted to talk, Ye Huaiyao didn't want them to waste their efforts and make the headmaster unhappy, so he took the conversation.

"What the teacher said is that the disciple obeys."

He said without changing his face: "It is said that the back of the big tree is so shady. I will always remember that I am a disciple of the Chensu Sect. After entering the Ghost Wind Forest, I will take the lead and kill them all. I will not give other sects a chance to stand out. Teachers please rest assured!"

Master Jing Yin: "..."

If Ye Huaiyao really did this, I'm afraid that the monsters in Guifeng Forest have not been wiped out, and Chen Sumen has already offended other sects all over the place, so don't worry!

If this word spreads, others can still think that in the sect, this is how they teach their disciples!

Yan Jin confirmed that Ye Huaiyao can only use external force to force a few flowers to bloom now, and he has no ability to launch an attack at all.

He didn't want to waste any more time, so he looked at Ye Huaiyao contemptuously, and said to Master Jing Yin: "Teacher, I'm tired, let's take a step first."

The Yan family has a great career, and Yan Jin is a generation of talented people from the same family. Master Jing Yin held back his breath, smiled, and said, "Third Young Master, go slowly, I won't see you off."

Yan Jin got up, and the attendants behind him followed suit, the group of people passed by Ye Huaiyao, the wind of walking made his sleeves flutter.

When they left in such a shameless manner, Master Jing Yin didn't want to say anything more, arranged the candidates to go to Guifenglin, and ordered everyone to disperse.

The old man was a snobbish snobbery, but he did a good deed when he left - he took Cheng Yuan away, and temporarily saved Ye Huaiyao from being harassed by the pervert.

Although the people behind the door are not very good, but the mountains are continuous, the streams are gurgling, and everywhere you can see lush forests and bamboos, dotted with wild flowers, the scenery is very beautiful.

Ye Huaiyao saw that no one was looking after him for the time being, so he was not in a hurry to go back. While walking in the mountains, he thought about the series of things that happened after he recovered his memory.

There are two things to do now, one is to treat the injury, and the other is to contact Xuantianlou.

The former is not too difficult for Ye Huaiyao.

He had planned for a long time. Although the ghost wind forest is dangerous, it is precisely because of this that the soil is unique and the cultivated species are rare.

Although Ye Huaiyao had never been there before, he also heard that there are many herbs in it, which are very effective in treating internal injuries and repairing spiritual veins.

If it wasn't for this reason, he would have had a way to refuse to go to Guifenglin, so there would be no need for other people to "rescue" him.

But as for the latter... It seems easy, but it is not easy to handle.

Xuantian Building is not something that the idle people can go to, and Ye Huaiyao is in a dangerous situation in Chensumen, so he dare not entrust others to deliver the letter for him rashly.

So the only way is to wait until we leave Chensumen, and then see if we can meet other Xuantianlou disciples.

Ye Huaiyao thought about it, walked slowly, and then heard a commotion not far away.

"It's just a wild dog that no one wants. It's good to have a mouthful of food, and you want candy?! Do you deserve it?"

"Hey, he still dares to fight back! What's the matter, your mother was killed by you, do you still want to kill us now?"

Ye Huaiyao pushed aside a row of hanging flower branches in front of him, only to see a group of little boys fighting in an open space by a stream not far away.

——Or it should be said that five or six children were beating up an older child.

Ye Huaiyao had sharp eyes and realized that the one being beaten was the boy he had just given a bag of pine nut candy to.

He must be eleven or twelve years old, and he should be older than those beating kids.However, those few could tell by looking at the clothes that they should be inner disciples who had been formally accepted as apprentices, but this boy was wearing clothes made of workmanship.

Ye Huaiyao guessed that it was because he had missed the best age to practice martial arts, so he could only do some odd jobs at Chen Suomen.

The boy was tripped by a sweeper and fell to the ground. The other children laughed and stomped on his back, pressing his head into the dirt.

Ye Huaiyao frowned slightly, but saw the boy's neck was stiff, and he refused to lower his head. Due to the force of his hands, he even made two dirt pits on the wet ground.

When he saw this, he didn't make a move for a while, and stood quietly behind the flower tree and watched.

Huaijiang was also probably free, watching the children fight with Ye Huaiyao, and at the same time commented enthusiastically: "Although this kid is a bit weak in skill, there is a ruthless look in his eyes, tsk tsk, I like it."

Ye Huaiyao said quietly: "Senior, he is just a child, not yet an adult."

Huaijiang: "..."

He was stunned for a moment before he understood what Ye Huaiyao was talking about, and said angrily: "Stinky boy! You know exactly what this old man meant!"

Ye Huaiyao probably thought it was fun to tease the old man, so he laughed.

His laughter was not heard by the children who were fighting seriously - just between the two of them talking, the boy was already struggling to jump from the ground.

The other children were furious and shouted and cursed to catch him.

To Ye Huaiyao's surprise, the boy didn't run away quickly after getting up, but turned around and grabbed a child who was closest to him, bowed his head and bit his arm.

The child yelled in pain and kicked the boy desperately to let him go, and other companions came up to help.

The boy didn't say a word, and let the others push and beat him. He just bit the opponent's arm and didn't let go until he bit off a piece of flesh.

He spat out the meat on the ground, his mouth was full of blood, and he looked extremely vicious.

The bitten child clutched his bleeding arm and cried out in pain. The other children were out of breath and were about to rush up again.

At this moment, the white shadow swayed, and the child at the head was still rushing forward, and suddenly found that there was another person in front of him.

He froze for a moment, but before he could react, there was a "boom" sound on his forehead, which turned out to be the result of someone hitting his head hard.

This moment almost stunned him, he stopped and looked up, only to see Ye Huaiyao standing in front of him, half bent, looking at them with a smile.