Waste wood knows everything

Yun Mo's advancement this time is not sudden.

If you really want to say it, it can only be bad timing.

When Siran first came to the realm of comprehension, he was already at the Great Perfection of Golden Core Stage, only one step away from Yuan Ying, and half a year later, Tianlinggen's aptitude was top-notch in the entire realm of comprehension. As long as the state of mind is enough, the breakthrough will be as natural as a matter of course.

The psychological shadow left by the Yuqing Pill incident last time was really too great. It wasn't long before the dark thunderclouds condensed above the head, a group of elders rushed over from Linguan Peak.

The elders flew here full of anxiety. When they realized that this was Yun Mo's advanced Nascent Soul's Thunder Tribulation, they were briefly shocked, and that trace of worry instantly turned into proud joy.

If ordinary people can advance to Nascent Soul within a hundred years, they can be said to have fair aptitude, and if they can advance to Nascent Soul within 50 years, they have excellent aptitude.

The youngest Nascent Soul Daoist in the world of comprehension is Qi Xian from Biqing Palace, and he only succeeded in advancing when he was 30 years old.

Yun Mo is only 23 years old now, which can be regarded as witnessing the birth of a new record.

The movement of Jindan's advanced Nascent Soul was neither big nor small. Several elders immediately sealed off the surroundings of Linguan Peak to avoid outside interference, and found a small peak next to it to sit in a row.

Siran also pulled out a pony and propped his chin to observe this sudden advancement.

The pride on the faces of the elders could hardly be concealed. Yun Mo was indeed a genius of the Jianzong sect, but no one thought that his talent was so high.

Qi Feng coughed twice, this person wanted to talk to people when he was happy, he looked around, and the only one who could listen to him was Si Ran, so he leaned over and said along the way: "This golden elixir The subsequent thunder tribulation usually lasts at least seven days, and the advanced Yuanying is twenty-nine heavenly thunders, a total of eighteen, which will sense the emotions of the tribulation passer and the mobilization speed of the spiritual power in the body, and strike intermittently."

Below the dark thunder clouds, there were a few small lightning flashes from time to time, Qi Feng pointed and said: "Don't look at this time, a thunder strikes from time to time, this is not a real robbery, this real robbery movement But most of them, I see, almost tomorrow, when Yun Mo adjusts his state, he is completely ready—"

Before he could finish speaking, there was a loud bang!

The thick, purple-white thunder and lightning engulfed countless small lightning bolts, like a link penetrating the sky and the earth, printing half of the sky in snow-white.

Boom!

With the enchantment set up by the elders, the voice has been weakened a lot, but it still carries a kind of earth-shattering power. Under such a strange scene, everything under the thunder cloud seems extremely small.

When the thunder calamity was over, Siran glanced at Qi Feng who had not moved for a long time, and whispered, "Is this considered thunder calamity?"

"... Only when you are fully prepared can you mobilize your spiritual power to fight against Jielei," Qi Feng firmly completed the last half of the sentence, and then slapped his thigh suddenly, startled and angry, "What is Yun Mo doing? How can anyone come up and rush?" You just crossed the catastrophe! You’re not rushing to get married, so what’s the rush!?”

There was a bang, and another extremely thick thunderbolt struck down. Compared with the previous one, the color was a little darker, and Qi Feng was stunned.

He stared at the figure on the distant Linguan Peak who charged straight up and raised his sword to attract thunder, stood up suddenly, shook his fingers for a long time, and finally turned his head and roared at Yun Xinzhi: "How did you teach me?" Apprentice! Is this how the thunder tribulation was crossed? Is he planning to smash the light all at once in a hurry!?"

As soon as the words fell, another thunderbolt struck, firmly confirming Qi Feng's guess.

Qi Feng: "..."

Yun Xinzhi: "..."

Yun Xinzhi coughed twice, waved his hands, and said: "It's okay, Mo'er has a solid foundation, and it's not a big problem to get through the catastrophe quickly. Their younger generation has a lot of ideas, so don't use the methods you used hundreds of years ago. Come to ask someone."

Qi Feng was furious, pacing back and forth, his face trembling: "The method hundreds of years ago is also effective! It's not like you don't know, the thunder strikes faster as it goes to the back, and when he is not in the first few strikes, control it Speed, when the powerful one comes from behind, I'll see if he can stop it!"

Yun Xinzhi looked very relieved: "Mo'er knows what's in his heart, so don't worry about the emperor... Cough, don't worry about getting angry."

Qi Feng: "..."

Qi Feng's face changed unpredictably for a while, and he was very angry at this pair of unreliable master and apprentice.

His worries are not unreasonable. The thunderstorms are more powerful and more frequent in the later stages. Most monks will choose to control the spiritual power in their bodies at the beginning to slow down the speed of the thunderstorms, so as not to be unbearable later. live.

But the facts proved that Yun Mo dared to do this, so he was naturally capable.

He was suffocating in his heart, his face was so dark that water dripped out all the time, as if he had a grudge against Tianlei, not only did he not go slowly and methodically like other people crossing the catastrophe, on the contrary, there was a wave of crossing With the taste of rampage, the spiritual power was directly raised to the maximum, and he stared coldly at the Jieyun above him, slashing one by one.

With such an extremely fast efficiency of crossing the catastrophe, the thunder catastrophe that would have ended in seven days was wiped out in just one day. This proud son of heaven was chopped off.

Fortunately, after the dark thunderclouds dissipated in mid-air, several streams of sweet rain and golden light poured down. Yun Mo stood in it, his whole body soared, and the meridians in his body expanded several times under the action of the golden light of heaven, and a brand-new force appeared in the dantian. Slowly condense.

Nascent Soul is finally accomplished.

Under the rain of heaven, the creatures on the Linguan Peak seem to have experienced a rebirth. The branches and leaves of the plants are elongated, and the flowers are in full bloom in different seasons. Even the red-winged golden-tailed birds raised in the forest have gained a lot of weight.

After all the visions disappeared, several elders stepped forward one after another, congratulations and condolences were heard endlessly.

Siran couldn't squeeze in at all from the outside, so he simply sat at the entrance of the cave, looking at Yunmo from a distance.

Yun Mo has a dull face, like a ruthless answering machine, asking and answering every sentence, but it can be regarded as impeccable and can't find any faults, but it doesn't look like a person who has just successfully advanced.

Fortunately, people in Jianzong have long been used to his temper, and they didn't find it strange.

Qi Feng was terrified by this man's speed of crossing the catastrophe for a day, finally heaved a sigh of relief, suddenly thought of something, and asked: "By the way, Yun Mo, I wonder if you have any ideas about your own Dao name?"

Dao name is a kind of title for a monk, its importance is self-evident.

And this Taoist name is also a kind of knowledge, often related to the cultivation methods, combat characteristics and even future goals of the monks. For example, Elder Yu of the Sword Sect, the Taoist name Lianling, this spirit is the spirit of the spirit stone.

Yun Mo's face couldn't see any joy after advanced, and he said with care like gold: "Yes."

Qi Feng felt that the conversation was too difficult, and he only said one sentence after asking, but he still had to ask: "What is it?"

Yun Mo said concisely: "Mo Yun."

Sitting in front of the cave mansion, he listened for a moment, thinking, why is this title so familiar?

Others present also fell into silence: "..."

Yun Mo, Taoist name Mo Yun.

The cloud believes in it, and the Dao number believes in the cloud.

No matter how you look at it, it is a trouble-free inheritance.

Even though Qi Fengdang took a deep breath to calm down the turbulent emotions in his heart, it took him a long time to calm down, then turned his head and sprayed at Yun Xinzhi: "You have a good head! Who in this cultivation world doesn't take the Dao name seriously, You are kind, to save trouble, directly take the two characters in the name, your apprentice is the same as you, it is more trouble-free, just reverse the name!"

Yun Xinzhi didn't think there was anything wrong: "Isn't this good? It's simple and convenient. After all, this Taoist number is just a symbol for identifying identity. Why do you make so many of them? Mo Yun, tsk, it's not bad. As soon as I heard it, I knew it was Yun Mo's Dao name."

Qi Feng: "..."

Qi Feng's emotional ups and downs were too great this day, so he turned around and left in anger.

Everyone else looked at me and looked at you. In the end, it was Elder Yu who coughed twice and patted Yun Mo on the shoulder: "Well, we are leaving first, you should stabilize your cultivation for a few days."

After the cultivation base is advanced, it usually takes a few days to stabilize, otherwise it is very easy to fall into the realm.

You can be reckless on Yun Mo Du Jie, but you can't be reckless here, you still have to go back to the cave to retreat honestly, and when you go back, you still can't help but look at Siran.

The ruthless Si Xiaoran saw that the matter had come to an end, and leaned lazily on his rocking chair, leisurely nibbling a small dried fish, holding a storybook and starting the daily entertainment.

Yun Mo: "..."

This is bound to be an unhappy retreat.

During the past few days of Yun Mo's retreat, Siran's schedule hasn't changed much, and he routinely goes out for a stroll every day.

The news of Yun Mo's advancement to Nascent Soul quickly spread throughout the Sword Sect. When Si Ran was walking around, he heard people discussing the matter of Mo Yun Daoist's replacement of the peak head more than once.

After reaching Yuanying, he can occupy a peak and recruit disciples. Although Yun Mo originally monopolized Linguan Peak, Linguan Peak is still a bit small. If you want to recruit disciples in the future, this size will not be enough.

Apprentice?

When Siran heard the news suddenly, his heart was inexplicably complicated. If Yun Mo took in his apprentice, he would definitely live in the same peak. Wouldn't it be——

Baoshu Youyou: [Isn’t it what?Isn't it normal for Yuanying Daoist to accept disciples? 】

After a sudden pause: "It's nothing, I just thought, shouldn't I have to move again?"

Baoshu thought for a while: [I think, it is very likely that they left Linguan Peak for you to live in, and then Yun Mo changed the peak. Anyway, now that Yun Mo has cultivated, if he wants to protect you, there is no need to protect you. It's so close, and Jianzong is quite safe, right? 】

Siran: "..."

Si Ran was lying on the big bed in the cave, staring at the words in front of him for a long time, feeling an inexplicable feeling of unhappiness rising from the bottom of his heart, he pulled up the quilt to cover his head, and said in a muffled voice: "What is it! Why are you so gossip in a book? ,sleep!"

Treasure Book: […]

Baoshu was extremely confused: 【Did I say something wrong? 】

Three days later, Yun Mo finally left the customs.

The rain after the thunder disaster last time caused the vegetation on Linguan Peak to flourish more than a little. When Si Ran went out, Yun Mo was busy weeding and pruning branches with a black sword in hand.

At this moment, the sky had just dawned, and there was still mist in the air. Yun Mo's dark figure was somewhat indistinct under the shroud of white mist. Sensing the sudden approach, he turned his head and put a sword flower back into the sheath , whispered: "Good morning."

"Good morning," Siran looked at Linguan Peak, which had been trimmed clean, and couldn't help asking, "Are you planning to change the peak?"

Yun Mo paused, frowned slightly, and looked at Siran: "Why do you ask?"

"I heard from other people, after all, you are already a Nascent Soul now, so you should change to a bigger peak," Siran heard that Yun Mo didn't directly deny it, thinking that he really had this idea, pursed his lips, and pretended He didn't care and said, "Oh, I still have to take in some apprentices. Then, at that time, isn't this Linguan Peak just..."

"I don't accept apprentices, and I don't want to change the peak," Yun Mo said seriously, looking at the corners of Siran's slightly raised mouth, and asked softly, "I live in a good place now...do you want to change to a bigger peak? "

Siran shook his head: "No, Linguan Peak is pretty good."

I've lived in it for half a year, and I'm used to it, and I haven't finished eating the last batch of free-range red-winged golden-tailed birds.

Yun Mo helped him remove a blade of grass stuck to his hair: "Then don't change it."

This action is obviously very ordinary, but the target is different, so it has a somewhat special feeling

Siran froze slightly, every strand of hair seemed to have a feeling, conveying the light touch of other people's fingers.

Just when Si Ran started to wander around the sky again, Yun Mo lowered his head and took out a jade box from the storage bag, put it in his hand and paused for a moment, as if he was making some mental preparations, and then slowly handed it over after a while. In the past: "I was going to send it a few days ago, but I suddenly advanced, so I send it now, I hope it will not be too late."

Surprised for a moment, he stretched out his hand to take it, and when he opened it, it turned out to be a quenching spirit grass. Judging from its appearance and fineness, it was clearly the one that he had obtained from the self-selected treasure in Lingxian Territory.

He blurted out: "You didn't sell it for money?"

Yun Mo: "..."

Yun Mo stared at him silently.

Si Ran consciously slipped his words, patted his forehead, and said, "Ah, no, I mean... cough, I don't mean anything, thank you."

When listening to the fairyland, almost all the sword cultivators' self-selected treasures were all kinds of spirit mines for tempering spirit swords, only Yun Mo chose a spirit tempering grass that he didn't need at all.

Siran thought that he was going to take it out to exchange for the spirit stone, but he didn't expect it to be given to him.

He lowered his head and gently stroked the jade box in his palm. This kind of jade box was specially made for storing high-level spiritual plants, and the surface could hardly stay any temperature.

However, at this moment, Siran felt inexplicably that he seemed to be able to feel Yun Mo's remaining body temperature.

The surroundings were quiet, only the sound of shallow breathing lingered in his ears, and a numb and subtle feeling rose from the bottom of his heart. He suddenly had the urge to say something, so he said: "That...you have advanced to the Nascent Soul, Do you want to celebrate?"

Yun Mo's eyes stayed on Siran all the time: "How to celebrate?"

Siran didn't think about it, he just found a topic to chat, scratched the side of his face lightly, and said hesitantly: "Or—"

A voice came from afar: "Celebrate? Celebrate? It's a coincidence. We are planning to ask you to go to the Qiangu Pavilion. How about it?"

Siran looked up, Qi Feng brought a few people with his swords, and stopped firmly in front of him.

He patted Yun Mo on the shoulder and said with a smile: "In our Sword Sect, the celebration after advancing is nothing more than finding a few people with comparable strength to fight and practice. Anyway, it's all about fighting. How about going to Qiangu Pavilion?"

Yun Mo: "..."

Si Ran watched Yun Mo's face change from cloudy to overcast, he closed his eyes, the veins on his forehead were faintly showing a tendency to pop out, his eyes stared at Qi Feng for a long while, slowly Said: "Okay."

The word "good" had a hint of gnashing of teeth.

Behind Qi Feng, there are several very familiar faces, besides Elder Yu, there are also Liu Sirui, Xie Rongqing, and a girl with water blue eyes, who is Qin Qing who was in charge of Shui Linggen's attack during the previous Yin Xian incident.

Qi Feng didn't notice the black air floating behind Yun Mo, but he was quite satisfied with his decision. Seeing Siran blinking his eyes curiously, he took him along with him.

A group of people got out of Jianzong, boarded a flying spirit weapon, and flew straight towards the teleportation array in the Eastern Region.

On the way, Siran and Yunmo sat side by side at the end of the spirit boat.

As soon as Yun Mo got on the spirit boat, he closed his eyes and meditated, but he didn't stay idle. He looked for the information on the Qiangu Pavilion from the treasure book and briefly looked at it.

At first, when he heard the word Qiangu Pavilion, he thought it was a small scenic spot, but he didn't expect that it was actually an underground city that was wider than Wanling City.

Qiangu Pavilion is located in the central region, which is extremely far away from Jianzong, but it is very proud to open a large teleportation formation directly to the city in the southeast, northwest, and four regions. According to the distance between Jianzong and the teleportation formation, it can be reached in half a day.

The name of this place is quite mysterious, but it is actually a large-scale comprehensive competition center, and there are two kinds of competitions in it: literary competition and martial arts competition.

Cultivators who want to make their mark in the cultivation world can come to the Qiangu Pavilion to compete with their peers. The publicity effect is first-rate, and at the same time, they can exchange ideas with many fellows.

Naturally, Jianzong didn't go there to stand out. This sect is already well-known in the entire cultivation world, and Jianxiu doesn't care about these names. It doesn't matter how he ranks, his strength is his own anyway.

As for the exchange of ideas, there are some reasons for this, but this is certainly not the main purpose of Qi Feng's big fanfare to bring people there.

Seeing Siran staring at the void in a daze, Xie Rongqing on the side came over and said seriously: "This Qiangu Pavilion, in detail, there are quite a lot of tricks in it, but you just have to remember, we have only one purpose here."

After a sudden pause, he asked in a low voice, "What?"

Xie Rongqing is serious: "Make money."

Siran: "..."

Yes, Jianzong came to Qiangu Pavilion to make money.

At present, the Qiangu Pavilion is held every ten years for the Thousand Returns Competition, which can attract the best from all sects in the cultivation world to conduct a series of competitions in various aspects such as combat, alchemy, and weapon refining. Get extremely rich rewards.

Jianzong came here for the simplest and crudest martial arts competition.

Martial arts competition is a competition of strength between sects. In the four cultivation stages of Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, and Leaving Body, each sect can send ten people to fight in random matches, and the winner can continue to fight. In the next match, before the finals, the number of people present in each cultivation level will be controlled within ten people.

The entire assembly competition will last for one month, and the registration for the martial arts competition runs through the entire competition, which leads to the fact that the earlier the sect enters the arena, the more competitions will be conducted.

Small sects will try to sign up in the next few days to see if they can catch a mistake, while big sects will often send people there on the first day, in this way to show their strength.

After listening to Xie Rongqing's popular science, Siran thought about it and asked, "So we're going to stay there for a month?"

Xie Rongqing shook her head: "No, today is the last day of the competition."

Siran: "...why?"

Jianzong definitely didn't go for the purpose of finding mistakes. Who doesn't know that Jianxiu's personal combat power is absolutely top-notch at the same level, so there is no need for this method to guarantee victory.

"Because it's easy, after the end of today, I just took the reward and left. If you go back and forth on the same day, you only need to pay the round-trip teleportation fee at most," Xie Rongqing lowered his voice, "The accommodation in the Qiangu Pavilion is full of flower spirit stones. Yes, with Elder Yu's stinginess, how could he be willing to spend money, and everyone doesn't want to sleep on the street, so it's a way to save money."

Siran: "..."

Siran nodded heavily: "I understand."

After passing the teleportation array in the Eastern Region, before everyone took a few steps, an extraordinarily wide and luxurious underground city appeared in front of them.

The main color of this underground city is dark gold, and you can hardly see the edge at a glance. This is the first floor they went down, and there are several floors below, all of which are the territory of Qiangu Pavilion.

Siran followed Yun Mo, looking around curiously, as if he had strayed into a large modern sports center for a while.

On the top of the head is a jade plate inlaid with high-grade night pearls, and on the bottom of the feet is the Qingming stone that calms thoughts. Looking around, there are high platforms rising, and there are several monks who cover their faces. It is said that they are responsible for The arbiter of the contest judgment.

The teleportation array leading to the Qiangu Pavilion is charged per person, so the team that Jianzong came this time is not redundant.

Except for Siran, the melon-eating crowd, Qi Feng and Elder Yu led the team, and Liu Sirui, Xie Rongqing, Yun Mo and Qin Qing participated in the competition of the four cultivation stages of Jianjin Dan Yuanying and Out of Body respectively.

Several contestants consciously came to the stage to fight with their swords. Qi Feng and Elder Yu took Siran to find a place to sit down. They were not worried about the situation of the competition, anyway, the most powerful swordsmen would not accept rebuttals.

While waiting, Elder Yu also told Siran how generous the reward was.

In this kind of martial arts competition that Jianzong participated in, if the first four cultivation stages are all from the same sect, they can get the maximum reward. There are enough [-] spirit stones, which is a huge profit. Jianzong also came here for this reward.

The competition entered the final without any surprise. Yun Mo, Qin Qing and Xie Rongqing quickly settled down the other opponents and sat down together easily. However, Liu Sirui's Foundation Establishment Competition failed. A bit of a surprise.

When they arrived, they saw Liu Sirui blushing, the adjudicator on the high platform and several monks from other sects were standing beside them, and the picture stone in front of them was replaying the scene of the previous fight.

Seeing Qi Feng and others coming, Liu Sirui immediately ran over, pointed at those monks, and said angrily: "They, they are too much!"

Qi Feng was very serious most of the time, he looked at the adjudicator in front of him, and asked in a deep voice: "I don't know what happened?"

The adjudicator glanced at him, and said indifferently: "If you look at the photo stone yourself, you will know."

In the picture of the photo stone, a monk dressed in extremely Danzong costume and Liu Sirui stood on the same competition platform.

The monk of Ji Danzong shot extremely fiercely, but he was still not Liu Sirui's opponent. Several vicious attacks were easily resolved, Liu Sirui swung his long sword, and directly knocked him out.

The man clutched his chest and fell to the ground, sprayed a mouthful of blood, his eyes showed pain, looked at Liu Sirui who was approaching with his sword raised, and said loudly in a panic: "I, I believe—"

There is an admit defeat mechanism in this competition, as long as one party admits defeat, the other side cannot attack again, and at the same time, the one who admits defeat will automatically be judged as a failure.

The monk of Jidan sect did not say the last word of admitting defeat for a long time, his lips moved slightly, as if he said the last word silently, his whole body relaxed, and he let out a long breath, as if the game was over Cross-legged to heal the injury.

Seeing this, Liu Sirui thought the competition was over, shrugged his shoulders, put his sword back into its sheath, turned around and left the competition stage.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out of the range of the competition platform, he saw a flash of red light, and the words "out of range, failure of the competition" appeared on the temporary competition token hanging on his waist.

This is all the pictures recorded by the photo stone.

Liu Sirui clenched his fists tightly, as if he had been deceived, pointed at the monk of the Extreme Alchemy School, and said to the adjudicator: "Obviously you have admitted defeat! Why do you judge me to fail!?"

The adjudicator raised his eyelids and gave him a cool look, then let out a sneer: "Did he say to admit defeat? The word admit defeat was clearly not said, according to the rules, it means that he did not admit defeat."

Liu Sirui was angry: "But——"

But anyone with a discerning eye could see that he had the absolute upper hand at that time, and the monk of the Extreme Alchemy Sect was obviously about to admit defeat. Isn't this a deliberate deception! ?

"He didn't say the word admit defeat, that is, he didn't admit defeat," the judge interrupted him impatiently, "and you, according to the rules, during the contest, those who go beyond the range of the contest table will be judged to have failed. Is something wrong?"

Liu Sirui was short of breath, staring at the adjudicator with red eyes, the stunned Jianxiu had never experienced such a thing before, full of anger and unable to vent, unable to use all his energy, even if he wanted to rush up to argue——

"Si Rui," Qi Feng pressed Liu Sirui, "calm down."

Liu Sirui was held in place unable to move, his eyes turned red in an instant, and the two big characters of grievance were written from head to toe, he turned his head away, not wanting to look at the proud faces of those monks from the Extreme Alchemy School.

Before leaving, the adjudicator left a strange sentence: "In the future, don't make such a fuss about things within the rules. I don't know. I thought you were from some small sect. There are no rules at all." don't know."

Liu Sirui was very angry: "You—"

Siran stared coldly at the judge's back: "Shu'er."

Baoshu released the information of this adjudicator with special tacit understanding, glanced at it suddenly, and found that this person has always been close friends with Danzong in private.

In this competition, Ji Danzong itself took advantage of the loopholes in the rules. The adjudicator made such a judgment, which can only be said to be biased within the rules.

Liu Sirui's eyes were red, he sniffed his nose, looked extremely depressed, lowered his head and said: "I'm sorry, I didn't get the first place."

Qi Feng touched his head: "It's okay, it's not your fault."

Jianzong came here for the reward of being the first in the four cultivation stages, but now he can't get this reward. After careful calculation, he found that other rewards are also pending.

In the final of this kind of competition, one to ten places will be divided according to the victories, and the points will be scored separately. In the end, the total points of each sect will be added to select the top three. The number of people is too small, and in the final calculation, it fell out of the top three categories.

Elder Yu couldn't help but feel a little sad. He didn't get a single spirit stone during his trip this time, but he paid a lot of travel expenses instead.

Several people looked at each other, Elder Yu patted the lost Liu Sirui, and walked forward with his arms.

A group of people were about to leave, but unexpectedly a few monks from the Jidan sect next to them taunted: "Hey, let's leave now, don't you want to participate in other competitions? In addition to martial arts competitions, there are also many literary competitions. I think You are short of money, why did you leave like this?"

Another person echoed: "Don't even look at them. They belong to the Sword Sect. What else do they do besides fighting? A group of simple-minded...monsters with well-developed limbs."

Xie Rongqing paused, turned around abruptly, with raging anger bursting out of her eyes: "What did you say!?"

"What did I say? Why? Do you still want to fight in this Qiangu Pavilion?" The Ji Danzong monk was startled by Xie Rongqing's aura, and after recovering, he sarcastically said with some annoyance, "Am I wrong? What else can you do if you know how to fight? Apart from this martial arts, which one is not at the bottom?"

The long sword from Xie Rongqing's waist came out in half, and the adjudicator's shout suddenly came from high in the sky: "Private fighting is prohibited in the Qiangu Pavilion!"

"Hahahaha!" The monk of Ji Danzong laughed, "What? Come and hit me if you have the ability?"

Relying on the rules of the Qiangu Pavilion and a good adjudicator of the sect, these Jidanzong monks became more and more unscrupulous in their speech, bursting into laughter from time to time.

Xie Rongqing was so angry that his chest heaved for a while, and he almost couldn't hold it back, his fingers tightly pinched the hilt of the sword.

At this moment, a calm and even somewhat casual voice came over: "Hit you? Why did you hit you?"

Xie Rongqing turned her head to look, and saw Si Ran approaching with unhurried steps, glanced lightly at the Jidanzong monk in front of her, shrugged her shoulders, and said: "Our Jianzong monks have never beaten dogs. interest, isn't it?"

Xie Rongqing: "..."

Xie Rongqing's anger dissipated completely in an instant, and she even wanted to laugh, and said in agreement: "That's right, we only beat people, not dogs. Even if you come together, we will definitely not do anything."

The monks of Jidanzong were stunned for a moment, then reacted instantly, furious: "What are you talking about!? How dare you call us—"

"Yo, I haven't named you yet, you guys just joined together like this? It seems that you have a clear understanding of yourself. Yes, although you are ugly, you have self-knowledge."

Si Ran let out a sneer from his nasal cavity: "I am low in strength, so I think of taking advantage of the law. If I don't practice well, I will use my mind on it. If I were your master, I would definitely be pissed off by you. I have poor aptitude. It’s good to say that the stupid bird flies first, but you guys are all wagging their tails and eating shit, what’s wrong with it... tsk.”

After all, he shook his head helplessly, with regret on his face.

Jidanzong monks have never experienced the baptism of this alternative method of swearing. For a while, he hesitated and couldn't say a word, he could only widen his eyes angrily, and the spiritual power in his hands gathered, as if he would rush straight away in the next second. superior.

Siran just glanced at them casually: "Want to hit someone? Not to mention that private fighting is forbidden in this Qiangu Pavilion, even if there is a real fight... have you guys been able to fight?"

He smiled: "Strength is the most important thing in the realm of comprehension, and strong combat power is great. You'd better accept this as soon as possible. Don't deceive yourself and others to live in your own beautiful dreams all day long. I really want to meet you outside in the future. I hope you can still be like this!" Be stubborn, don't cry and beg for mercy, you know?"

Behind Siran, several sword cultivators stood in a row at some point, watching those people with "kind" eyes, even if they didn't leak half of their spiritual power, their aura was still exceptionally strong.

Those Jidanzong monks swallowed their saliva, glanced at each other, gritted their teeth and left dejectedly. One of them didn't give up before leaving, and left a sentence from a distance: "Simple mind and right! You have the ability You won the first place in a text comparison?"

Siran: "...heh."

Wenbi first?

Siran gritted his back molars: "Shu'er, this Ji Dan sect, how's your performance in Wenbi in the past?"

Treasure book: [Ji Danzong is good at alchemy, it is a large sect in the Western Regions, and it has always maintained its top three position in the alchemy competition, and it happens to be third this year... Hehe, this competition is the same as the martial arts competition. There is no reward for the top three. 】

After those people left, Qi Feng patted Siran's shoulder with great satisfaction, and said: "You are still very good at speaking, look at the expressions of those people, it is really like eating... Cough, in short, it is very exciting a ha ha ha--"

"Elder Qi," Siran interrupted Qi Feng's laughter, "Can Wenbi still sign up now?"

Qi Feng was taken aback: "Yes, yes... you want to participate in the competition?"

"Well, it doesn't cost money to sign up anyway, try it, it won't take long," Siran shrugged, and took Wenbi's sign-up form from Elder Yu, thinking about it, "Give me another one." , I... um, can I take Yun Mo with me?"

He turned his head to look at Yun Mo, who nodded, "Yes."

Qi Feng was puzzled: "This...why do you have to bring Yun Mo with you?"

Siran immersed himself in writing the application form with spiritual power, and upon hearing this, he said vaguely, "I'm afraid the battery will run out halfway...bring a power bank."

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