The Villain's White Lotus Halo

When Yin Biyue woke up, he saw the flowing gauze curtain directly above his head and smelled the calming incense floating in the air.The light and cool taste clears the mind.

His mind went blank for a moment.Then he sat up suddenly and couldn't help but began to beat the bed.

He thought of everything that happened last night, and felt that his mind was filled with 'drunk immortals'.

Actually drank too much!

Even after drinking too much, she talked to Luo Mingchuan about her life!

There is no result in life!Believe what people say!He also robs people for wine!Still asleep!

Forget about falling asleep!He also tugged at the sleeves and said, 'I just want to live a good life'.

Pass your sister!

How can you talk nonsense if you expose your identity like this!

Huh?What about after that?Why isn't he on the roof now?

... Hualao fell down a long time ago, Luo Mingchuan must have dragged him back!

Have you been drinking crazy!Did you shout the villain's manifesto!Did he drool all over?

too!leave!people!up!

Yin Biyue was immersed in self-contempt. At this moment, a familiar voice came from the courtyard, "Junior brother, it's time..."

He didn't think about shouting, "I'm not here!—"

……

Tragedy in life.

Yin Biyue almost raised his hand and gave himself a sword.

He felt that he must have established an image of a stalwart idiot in Luo Mingchuan's heart.

He got up with a blank face, straightened his clothes in front of the mirror, and endlessly circulated his own voice in his mind 'I'm not here, I'm not here, I'm not here...', and then went to open the door silently.

Luo Mingchuan stood under the tree.With a smile on his face as always, he was polite and kind, without the slightest hint of joking.

A trace of luck rose in Yin Biyue's heart...

Maybe he wasn't drunk at all yesterday?

No one heard the 'I'm not here' just now?

At this moment, Hua Nao pushed open the door and asked in surprise, "Eh? Fourth Senior Brother? Are you not here?"

……

Shimen is unfortunate.

The corners of Yin Biyue's mouth twitched slightly.

Fortunately, Luo Mingchuan cleared his cough in time, "Since both juniors are up, let's go."

It was only then that Yin Biyue suddenly remembered that Luo Mingchuan had a competition today, and he and Hua Lao had said that they went to see it together.

Immediately, a strong sense of guilt rose in my heart, regretting that I took him to drink and talk about life last night.

The third brother is right!Sure enough, drinking was a mistake!

Duan Chongxuan also looked ashamed.

Luo Mingchuan laughed, "I drank some wine yesterday and slept very well at night, and today I wake up refreshed and smooth."

Yin Biyue finally comforted him, "That's good, let's go now."

When he stood under the stage and watched the two parties greet each other, he felt that he was more concentrated than Luo Mingchuan.

In the first round, Luo Mingchuan faced Pu Zong Wang Zhen, using a sword as a stick, and resorted to the school's coaching whip.

In the second round, he had a bye, retreated and broke barriers in Qiuhu, and did not go to see the battle between Luo Mingchuan and Xingshan Temple Puhong.It is said that the two discussed Buddhism, and Puhong thought it would be better to end it.

But whether it's the coaching whip or Buddhist verses, they are all other means, so naturally it cannot be what Luo Mingchuan is best at.

He really wanted to see how many skills Luo Mingchuan knew, and who was the strongest backhand.

Yin Biyue silently looked around the room, and found that Song Tang, Zhong Shan, and Cheng Tianyu had all come in the direction of Qinglu Sword Sect, and almost all of Bao Puzong's side, except Zheng Wei, had come.

It seems that those who want to understand you are not only your companions, but also your opponents and even enemies.

In terms of realm alone, Luo Mingchuan is the tallest among the disciples on this trip to Cangya Mountain, and is also rumored to be the one who is most likely to defeat Zhong Shan and win the championship.

Therefore, even though this game seems to be a win-win situation, there are still many people watching.

Opposite Luo Mingchuan stood a disciple who was born in the frontier of the West Continent.The school's reputation is not obvious, but their personal cultivation is good, and their salutes and bows are also very correct, "I have admired the reputation of Senior Brother Luo for a long time, and it is really a blessing to fight on the same stage today."

Duan Chongxuan said in a low voice, "This person is a spiritual cultivator, with rare talent and spiritual veins, and it is also rare to practice kung fu. He even defeated a disciple of Lian Jianzong in the last round."

Yin Biyue nodded, and saw Luo Mingchuan reply meekly, "It's absurd praise, I dare not take it. Please."

The man was no longer polite, and raised his right hand slightly, his fingers fluttering.

Countless fine water droplets appeared in front of him, and quickly condensed into a thin water curtain, as flat as an autumn lake, which could be used as a shadow of a person.

Duan Chongxuan said, "The speed of making the formula is really fast."

Indeed, very quickly, the water curtain soared to three feet in the blink of an eye, and a vertical lake seemed to appear on the stage.

At the same time, the air around the arena dries up quickly.

Thousands of water arrows condense and burst out of the lake!

It was clearly water, but because of its swift speed and majestic true energy, it formed a high-pitched sound of piercing through the air.

Luo Mingchuan flicked his sleeves, the wind roared, and the arrow stopped and fell three feet in front of him.Water splashed around his feet, like a torrential rain falling on the ground.

But it failed to wet a corner of the clothes.

This method of true essence barrier is simple and crude, and Yin Biyue saw Luo Mingchuan use it when he was in Panlong Ridge.

Unlike martial arts who use swords and knives, Lingxiu's fighting rhythm is often much slower.

Even after a cup of tea kung fu, the two sides still fight each other one by one, and you come and go.

Just when many people thought that the overall situation was settled and that Luo Mingchuan would consume the other party to death with only the difference in true energy, Yin Biyue noticed that the sweat on the man's forehead was accumulating more and more, and his expression became irritable, obviously unable to hold on. , to use the method of pressing the bottom of the box.

Sure enough, the next moment someone exclaimed, "It's foggy!"

Fog comes from all directions, but it is not morning fog, and it will not be blown away by the wind.

On the contrary, they gathered more and more, thick and dense, covering the entire arena.

Yin Biyue's true essence covered his eyes, but he couldn't see it yet.

Many people, like him, do not see the mystery in the fog, but only see a vast expanse of whiteness.

Hua Nao was also surprised, "What kind of exercise is this?"

Yin Biyue squinted his eyes and looked at it for a moment. His spirit was strong, and he released his consciousness to look at it at this moment, "I lost the tower in the fog, and crossed the maze of the moon."

The talker didn't suddenly realize, but coughed lowly, "Fourth senior brother, I don't study much..."

Yin Biyue explained, "It was developed by a sage in the 'Era of the Saints'. The innate spirit vein is the water system, but it is slightly different from the usual ones. It can turn water into mist and block the opponent's perception. It is called 'Fog Lost Tower'. He is not in the current state, if it is higher, he can still form illusions in the fog, it is 'moon maze crossing'."

Hua Nao sighed, "I haven't seen it for so many years, it seems that this spiritual vein is really rare and special."

Yin Biyue saw that Luo Mingchuan raised his hand and pinched the 'Wind Inducing Art', the weeds beside the stage swayed slightly, but the fog was so thick that even the wind could not blow in, he couldn't help being nervous for a moment.

People in the audience couldn't see clearly, so they could only speculate and discuss.

Actually, Luo Mingchuan could see it.

Jialan Pupil Art is known as the "Buddhist Dharma Eye", and when it is cultivated, it can see through all dharma gates and barriers.

With his current state, even if he doesn't activate the pupil technique, not to mention the mist, even the movement of the opponent's talisman will be infinitely slowed down in his eyes.

What can also be seen is the tense expression of the younger brother standing under the stage, staring at him.

He frowned slightly, serious and focused, as if he was the only one in his eyes.

I don't know why, but his gestures also slowed down.

In the mist, arrows came from all directions, with no sound of wind and no trajectory, as if appearing out of thin air.Enough to make people panic and hard to guard against.

Luo Mingchuan's expression remained unchanged, he raised his hand and flicked his sleeves, blocking the arrows but not dispelling the fog.

After he finished the tactic, a water curtain appeared in front of him, which was exactly the same as the one in front of his opponent.

The same water curtain and water arrow, but more powerful.

Under the cover of fog, no one noticed.Even the disciple on the stage was shocked because for some reason, he couldn't see through his own fog, and thought that Luo Mingchuan used some means to change the trajectory of the water arrows and make them turn against each other.

"The fog hasn't cleared yet, is this technique really so powerful?"

"It's Cang Ya's first apprentice, so why not?"

Yin Biyue didn't see the water curtain in front of Luo Mingchuan either, he just found it strange.

If Luo Mingchuan couldn't see it, why did he lift the weight so lightly and not leak a single flaw in his defense?If he can see that the opponent is only three feet away, why not attack him directly?

Even if the pace of this battle is slow, it will eventually end.

The fog dispersed and the figure appeared. The disciple was pale, bent over and gasped for breath, but he was not injured, just lost his strength.

He didn't know that the other party could beat him long ago, so why did it drag on until now?

After thinking about it, Senior Brother Luo is friendly, so he probably wants to save face for himself.Can't help but gratefully said, "I admit defeat."

Luo Mingchuan bowed his hands in salute and sent the other party off the stage.

He didn't have the joy and pride of victory, nor did he feel exhausted after a match.From the hair crown to the corner of the robe, everything is in order, just like when I first stood on the stage.

Cheng Tianyu frowned and said, "Using the realm and the amount of true essence to forcibly consume the opponent to death? Then if the opponent's realm is higher, wouldn't he be helpless?"

Song Tang shook his head, "As far as I know, there are no less than ten ways he can break the game... As for why he doesn't use it, is it because he wants to hide his clumsiness? He doesn't want to expose his opponent too soon?"

He turned to his side and said, "Luo Mingchuan is well-versed in a hundred schools of thought, his methods are unpredictable, and his mind is calm. I think that if you want to win the championship this time, he will be the most difficult opponent to defeat."

Zhong Shan's expression didn't change.Only the knuckles holding the sword were slightly white.

Different from other people's speculations and guesses behind this stable victory, Yin Biyue looked up at the bright sun.

Today is a big heat.

The rotten grass turns into fireflies, but the heavy rain doesn't stop.

He remembered that Luo Mingchuan seemed to be prone to heat stroke... just now he stood for so long again.

'Brother, are you dizzy?Do you want someone to help you back home? '

He looked around the crowded arena, no, this is too embarrassing.Brother will be very embarrassing.

Luo Mingchuan stepped down from the stage, and Cang Ya's disciples surrounded him to congratulate him, and he nodded his head one by one.

He looked at Yin Biyue who was in a daze, and asked, "Junior Brother, what's the matter?"

Yin Biyue pondered, "I just remembered something to do, senior brother, would you like to go with me?"

Before Luo Mingchuan could speak, He Yanyun and Ruan Xiaolian's eyes lit up, "Of course."

Every disciple had received the embroidered handkerchief, and at this moment, it was tacit understanding, and with a kind of secret joy, "Senior Brother Luo, hurry up and follow Senior Brother Yin."

While hurriedly pushing Luo Mingchuan out.

Duan Chongxuan coughed lightly, and nodded to Yin Biyue.

When the two of them went away together, their backs were barely visible in sight.

He Yanyun looked at the sleeves of the two people swaying in the breeze, touching each other from time to time, and sighed, "It's so beautiful, when will Senior Brother Luo and Senior Brother Yin get married?"

Someone continued, "Obviously fine, but why do I feel... hurt?"

"Senior Brother Duan, what do you think of this matter?"

Duan Chongxuan shook his fan, "Stand by and watch... I'm used to it."

Yin Biyue led Luo Mingchuan away first, feeling that something was wrong with the atmosphere behind him.

When they returned to Yecheng, they diverted to the remote alleys they had walked through.

Seeing that there was no one around, Yin Biyue said, "Brother, it's so hot today, do you...do you feel unwell?"

Luo Mingchuan was startled, and then recalled what he said that day, he was a little dumbfounded for a while, but he was also moved.The younger brother not only believed in it unswervingly, but also remembered it to this day.

He felt ashamed in his heart and could no longer lie to his junior brother, wanting to say, 'I'm fine, I didn't feel sick, the last time was just a coincidence. '

The words came to the lips, but turned into, "There are really some, and I have to trouble the younger brother again."

Yin Biyue thought happily, as expected, he is really as witty as me! ~(≧▽≦)/~