Dressed as the protagonist Shou's brother who died young

"But you got hurt because of him."

Since his mark was stamped on his body, it belonged to him, and he shouldn't be hurt for others.

Wen Song thought that Yin Su was worried about his injury, and comforted him: "I didn't think about it either, but the situation at that time was really dangerous, so I can't let me think about it."

"Besides, when I had an epiphany, Senior Brother Yu also protected me and changed places. If I ignored it, wouldn't it be too heartless?"

Yin Su didn't like this ugly thing always mentioning Senior Brother Yu. He looked down at the blood spattered on the ground, his eyes soaked with ice, "Only this once."

"what?"

"I said in the future, don't get hurt for others."

When he said this, Yin Su's voice was very soft, as light as a feather falling on his heart.

"No more," Wen Song listened to the earnest advice from the sea of ​​consciousness, his heart warmed up, "Friend Yin, have you forgotten, I am very greedy for life and afraid of death."

The chill in Yin Su's eyes dissipated a little after receiving the guarantee, "You have to be obedient."

Yin Su's tone made Wen Song feel like he was still a child, but he was always happy to be remembered in his heart. He grinned, "Yeah."

The brisk voice on the other side reached Yin Su's ears thousands of miles away, dispelling the slightest bit of unhappiness that had just been left, "What is the state of your cultivation now?"

Wen Song replied: "Practicing Qi is perfect."

Yin Su supported Yi with one hand, "Feng Wen will remember to come after three months."

"What Feng Wenhui?" Wen Song sat cross-legged on the stone bed, looking a little dazed for a moment.

Yin Su gave a "tsk", "Don't you know the well-known Feng Wenhui in the cultivation world?"

Country bumpkin Wen Song: "..."

He humbly said: "I have little knowledge, can you tell me something, Fellow Daoist Yin?"

Yin Sudao: "The Fengwen Conference is held every five years, and the venue is set in Jiuyi Sect every time, because after the Fengwen Meeting, the Cangwu Secret Realm is opened immediately, and the Cangwu Secret Realm has always been controlled by the Jiuyi Sect. , Zongmen will decide the number of places to enter the secret realm according to the ranking of all the disciples in Fengwenhui."

"The people who participated in the Fengwen meeting were not only the disciples of the five great immortal sects, but also the disciples or casual cultivators of other sects. It is a meeting of wind and clouds, and the talents of heaven gather together."

At the end, he added another sentence, "It's good if you can come and see."

Wen Song heard Yin Su's last sentence, and asked very dissatisfied: "Can I not get a ranking?"

"It's impossible to make a appointment," Yin Suxiu rolled his eyebrows, but broke his whimsy without thinking too much, "If you want to compete on stage, you have to build a foundation at the lowest cultivation level."

"Then... well," Wen Song pulled the tassels on his waist, and said in a muffled voice, "I'll watch more from the stage, and it would be good to accumulate some experience in fighting."

Hearing his lowered voice, Yin Su could almost imagine the brows of this ugly thing, "I'll be waiting for you at Jiuyi Sect."

"Ah."

After finishing the technique, Yinsu's sleeves swept across, and the spots of blood on the ground dissipated into smoke and dust in an instant.

Wen Song took back the formation disk, and just stepped out of the cave when he saw a tall figure standing outside, "Why is Senior Brother Yu here?"

Hearing Wen Song's voice, Yu Zi turned around to reveal a handsome face, which matched the Cuiwei's black color behind him, "Junior Brother Wen finally came out of retreat."

"Senior brother Yu, is there something urgent for me?"

"Not really. It's just that when Junior Brother Wen's meridians were successfully reshaped a few days ago, I couldn't see Junior Brother's well-being with my own eyes, so I was always a little uneasy."

"Brother Yu, don't worry, my injury has completely healed," Wen Song said, turning around in front of him.

"Then I'm relieved." Yu Zihui took out more than ten bottles of elixir from the Najie and stuffed them into Wen Song's hands. "These are high-grade elixir for warming and nourishing the body. Junior brother will use it first."

Wen Song looked at the guilty look on Yu Zihui's face, thought about it and accepted it, "Thank you, Senior Brother Yu, for your concern."

When he arrived at the main peak of Changyue Peak, Senior Brother Xiang Shen and Senior Sister Huairuo were also there.

"Meet Master."

"I've seen my brothers and sisters."

As usual, Sang Yi checked Wen Song's cultivation first, "it's quite beneficial."

"Your current cultivation level is only a step away from establishing the foundation, but don't be too hasty. The foundation is the foundation of the cultivation process. It is best not to rush or slow, and when things come naturally."

"Thank you for your teaching, Master, I have written it down," Wen Song said, "Master, there is one more thing I want to ask."

"Let's talk."

Wen Songdao: "Can the disciple go to the Feng Wenhui?"

"Of course you can," Sang Yi said: "Although you can't play due to your cultivation, but you can watch more of other people's competitions, and you can gain a lot if you think about it."

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The March period is fast approaching.

Wen Song leaned on the flying boat, staring in the direction of Jiuyi Sect with a pair of clear eyes.

"Junior, are you looking forward to this Fengwen meeting?"

Xiang Shen asked him.

"Well," Wen Song sighed, "My friend joined the Jiuyi Sect, and we haven't seen each other for a long time since the Jiuyi Pagoda."

Xiang Shen frowned, forming a pimple, "Is your friend a sword cultivator?"

Sensing Xiang Shen's disgust, Wen Song was a little surprised, "Does brother hate sword repair?"

"No," Xiang took a deep breath and said, "I just hate those sword cultivators at Wenqing Peak."

Wen Song looked at him and said, "Why?"

"Cultivators will have love calamity, and sword cultivators will naturally have it. It's just that the sword cultivators at Wenqing Peak will deliberately find a woman. After paying their true love to them and attracting two hearts to each other, they will sever their love with their swords, and tell those women to rely on white. Give your heart."

Wen Song also felt that this move was a bit immoral, "Aren't there any women who took revenge on them?"

Xiang Shen sneered, "Who can shake the most powerful Nine Yi Sect in the cultivation world?"

The implication is obvious: there are indeed some, but no one succeeds.

The conversation between the two stopped there.

Two days later, the flying boat landed in front of the mountain gate of Nine Yi Sect.

As soon as the group of them got off the flying boat, a Taoist boy came to greet them and led them to the guest residence prepared by the Nine Yi Sect.

Wen Song looked at the flowers all the way, and found that this place is very different from the Yueling Gate. The Yueling Gate is full of Yaocao Qionghua, and the sounds of immortals, while the Jiuyi Sect often hears the sound of sword energy breaking through the sky. The momentum is cold.

Half an hour later, a group of people arrived at the residence.

Master Su Yi, who led the team, looked at the quaint and majestic palace in front of him, and hesitantly looked at the Taoist boy who led the way, "Did this boy lead the way in the wrong place?"

He had also been to Fengwenhui before, and he especially remembered that at that time, whether it was the disciples of the four major immortal sects or the residences of casual cultivators, they were all arranged on the side peaks, why this time they were arranged on the main peak, and it was also the peak of a sect master head.

"It's not wrong," said Daotong with a smile on his round cheeks, which looked particularly pleasing, "I don't know something, this time the Fengwenhui will change the rules, and change the residences of the other four great immortal sects to each other. The main peak of the master, so that the disciples of the sect can exchange Taoism."

After hearing the words, Master Su Yi dispelled a little doubt in his heart, "Your Majesty is very considerate."

The number of people brought by Yue Lingmen this time is not small, there are more than a hundred of them in total, and no matter how beautiful the palace is, it can't accommodate so many people, so Master Su Yi asked them to share a room.

Only Xiang Shen and him were the disciples of Chang Yuefeng who came to participate in the Fengwen meeting, and they were naturally assigned to a room.

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