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Wen Song's eyes lit up, "Really?"

Lin Qi puffed up her face, "Can I still lie to you?"

"You Lin Daoyou keeps his word, so naturally he won't," Wen Song's eyelashes curled up, and under the curly arcs were a pair of eyes full of smiles.

Lin Qi heard that there were two more dimples on his swollen cheeks, and he said as he walked: "The Qingyan fire comes from Zhaoye Mountain, which belongs to water and yin, and I like places with strong water vapor and strong yin energy."

Wen Song thought about it and said, "Is this why you stayed here?"

"No."

"Why is that?"

Lin Qi shook her head, "After that... I can't talk about it."

Wen Song could feel that the next thing should be very important, but he also knew that Lin Qi had probably said all he could say, so he looked at Lin Qi and said, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lin, for letting me know."

"Actually, I didn't say anything," Lin Qi said, "If you reveal too much about the mission sent by the sect, it will be a violation of the sect's rules. I can only help you so much."

While they were talking, a group of people came from a distance from the side of the valley. The leader was in a purple shirt and jade belt, with wide sleeves and flowing clouds, as if he was walking on light clouds.

Wen Song looked up, "Is that fellow Daoist Lin?"

"Well," Lin Qi pointed to the group of people who came back, "The one at the head is my elder brother Duan He, because Wen Fu is the root of water, so he is bound to win the strange fire."

Wen Song followed his fingertips to look, and the first thing he saw was Wen Fu. He was wearing a purple Taoist robe amidst the clouds and water, adding two points of grace to his elegance.

The monk is sensitive to other people's eyes. When Wen Song looked over, Wen Fu seemed to feel something, and quickly fixed his gaze on the past. When he saw Wen Song, he was surprised at first, and then quickly smiled.

Seeing this, Wen Song immediately looked away.

Lin Qi said: "My senior brother is back, do you want to go with me to meet him?"

Wen Song didn't really want to meet Wen Fu, "I'll just wait for you in front."

Seeing that he was unwilling, Lin Qi didn't force her, "I'll go find you in a while."

"it is good."

After Lin Qi left, Wen Song walked slowly to the bank of the stream, and began to ponder over what he had just said.

According to Lin Qi, this place is obviously not the place with the thickest water vapor and the most exuberant yin energy, so what is the purpose of their stay here, to confuse others' sight?

Or... this has something to do with accumulating different fires?

Just when he was in a trance, a clear voice came from his ear, "Brother."

After Wen Song came back to his senses, what he saw was Wen Fu smiling slightly, "What are you doing here?"

Wen Fu said: "I haven't seen brother for a long time, and I'm happy for a while, so I want to catch up with brother."

"Well," Wen Song tilted his head to look at him, "The one whose dantian was destroyed, or the one who was trapped in the mortal world?"

The smile on Wen Fu's lips turned cold, "Brother, please remember this, I will repay you in the future."

"There's no need to come tomorrow," Wen Song said, "Today is enough."

Wen Fu was taken aback, "What?"

"I said," Wen Song called out Hong Ling and held it on his wrist, "Do you want to have a fight?"

As for Wen Fu, he could no longer retreat step by step like before. Maybe it was because he had been with Yin Su for too long and acquired his habits, so he didn't bother to talk too much nonsense with Wen Fu...

Wen Fu looked at Wen Song who was full of impatience between his brows and eyes, and an uncontrollable sense of absurdity arose in his chest, "Brother hates me?"

Wen Song gave him an "obvious" look, "Do you want to fight?"

If you don't fight, get out, I don't have time to spend with you.

Wen Fu clearly discerned this meaning from Wen Song's eyes. His palms were flattened, and a dark long whip with a faint light appeared.

Just as the two started to fight, Wen Fu's hand covered another pale hand, "Why are you here?"

Wen Song looked up along that hand, and saw a beautiful face, with well-proportioned and ink-stained eyebrows, narrow and sharp eyes, a high nose bridge that looked like a smooth ridge, and the corners of the lips were slightly curled down. He was extremely aggressive, but his aura was soft and his tone was gentle, making him unable to be more on guard.

Wen Fu looked at the person who was coming, and his smile seemed to be a little more genuine, "Brother and I haven't seen each other for a long time, so I want to compete with me."

After he finished saying this, Duan He looked at Wen Song with disapproval, "Ah Fu's dantian has only recently been repaired. As an elder brother, how can you be so disregarding his body?"

Wen Song said lightly: "If he doesn't want to, he can leave naturally. I didn't force him to fight me."

He looked at Wen Fu and said, "Should you still beat me? If you don't, I'll leave."

Wen Fu is a character who is good at forbearance, but every word Wen Song said seemed to ignite a fire in his heart. He clenched his long whip tightly and said "beat".

Wen Song looked at Duan He, "Since that's the case, can Fellow Daoist Duan stay away?"

"You stand here, which hinders our discussion."

Duan He had no choice but to back away from Wen Fu.

After Duan He backed away, Wen Fu swung his whip towards Wen Song.

The technique he practiced was called "Water Dragon's Song", and as soon as he took the whip away, a black water dragon whistled out from it, rushing towards the boy opposite him with overwhelming force.

Wen Song threw out the red silk, surrounded his body, and blocked the attack of the water dragon. He looked at the water dragon hovering outside the red silk, and made a formula in his hand. After a while, an identical water dragon came out of the red silk, and then wrapped it around The water dragon outside twisted suddenly.

Wen Fu was caught off guard. After the water dragon disintegrated, beads of sweat immediately oozed from his forehead. He drew back his long whip, gathered his spiritual power again and slashed at another water dragon outside the red silk.

Wen Song flicked his fingertips and manipulated the water dragon to retreat from the blow. He had never transformed such a huge spiritual object, so he consumed a lot of spiritual power. He carefully controlled the spiritual power in his body and did not dare to waste a moment. For a moment, when Wen Fu made a comeback, he manipulated the water dragon to fight with him, and shot out the red silk, trying to wrap the black long whip.

The cultivation bases of both of them are now at the fifth floor of the foundation building, and the comparison is the combat experience. When Wen Song was at the Yueling Gate, Yin Su often competed with him. Refuse to put a little water.

And Wen Fu has been trapped in the mortal world for more than a year, and after repairing his dantian, he has been cultivating more. He has lost more than Wen Song in terms of combat awareness, but he has one advantage, that is, he is ruthless enough. The long whip in the hand.

Duan He saw more and more scars on Wen Fu's body, and wanted to stop him, but as soon as he moved, he was blocked by Yin Su's long sword.

Not only Yinsu, but the disciples of Yunshuijian basically gathered here after hearing the movement here.

Duan He was worried about Wen Fu's injury, after being stopped, he reprimanded: "Get out of the way."

Yin Su raised his eyelids, and lazily said: "The winner of the competition has not yet been determined, so you shouldn't go there at this time, Fellow Daoist Duan."

Duan He's gaze was slightly cold, he held Shenzhu in his hand, and said: "If Fellow Daoist Yin doesn't retreat, I won't be polite."

Yin Su glanced at him, "Is this how Yun Shui Jian treats his savior?"

Seeing that Duan He was really angry, Tao Wanqiu stepped forward and said, "Senior Brother Duan, please be safe and don't be impatient. Since Daoist Wen agreed to the competition, he must know how to measure it."

As if in response to his words, the contest between Wen Song and Wen Fu was settled when the words fell.

Wen Fu's fingertips holding the long whip trembled, and he almost lost his grip on his natal magic weapon. He knelt on the ground on one knee, leaving a few bloodstains on his face scratched by the red silk.

Duan He pushed away the long sword in front of him and walked quickly to Wen Fu's side. He took out two elixirs and put them in his mouth, then gave Wen Song a cold look.

Wen Song ignored Duan He's gaze, he ran to Yin Su's side, raised his head and said, "Su Su, was I too harsh just now?"

"Excellent," Yin Su patted his head and said, "But our trip may have been in vain."

Hearing these words, Wen Song suddenly thought that the purpose of coming this time was to inquire about news. He looked back at Wen Fu who had fallen to the ground, and the joy of victory was discounted. Bear with it."

Yin Su took his hand and said, "Let's go, let's leave."

Wen Song complied lazily, he waved his hand at Lin Qi, and followed Yin Su out of Feiyuan Valley.

Wen Fu turned around and looked at the red silk hanging from Wen Song's wrist, his brows were half closed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Duan He probed his spiritual power into his dantian, and after a long while, he said, "Your Qi Sea is a little unstable, it's better to use less spiritual power these two days."

Wen Fu coughed, "I know."

After the two left Feiyuan Valley, Wen Song said: "Susu, Zhaoye Fairy Mountain is full of daylight, will there be an extremely shady place?"

"Everything has yin and yang, and the same is true of Zhaoye Mountain," Yin Su said, "Why do you ask this?"

Wen Song said what Lin Qi told him just now.

Listening to Wen Song's words, Yin Su stopped slowly, "Let's go back."

"why?"

"If my guess is correct," Yin Su recalled what he saw in Feiyuan Valley just now, and said, "There should be formations arranged in Feiyuan Valley."

"Looking for the formation of the extremely dark place?"

"No," Yin Su deduced the layout of the valley in his mind, while pulling Wen Song back.

When he was about to return to the valley, he took out a defensive array disk from Najie and handed it to Wen Song, "You wait for me here, I will be back soon."

"Okay, Su Su be careful," Wen Song knew his own strength, so he didn't try to hold Yin Su back.

"Ah."

Because Duan He was nervous about Wen Fu's injury at the moment, the minds of other monks were also distracted by one after another, so they didn't notice Yin Su, who had gone and returned.

Yin Su carefully concealed his aura, and slowly entered Feiyuan Valley.

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