Those years when I started a business in the comprehension world

The two men who followed Feng Yihong into the gazebo could be said to be handsome with their own characteristics.

One is a monk wearing a monk's robe, with delicate eyebrows and clear eyes, and he is not a bit flashy in the world.

The other one is dressed in white, holding a sword in his hand, with long hair like snow, but his face is full of coldness, giving people the feeling of rime and fresh snow.

Feng Yihong entered the gazebo, and greeted Cheng Jun, "I'll come over to say hello, did you have a good time?"

Cheng Jun tilted his head slightly, glanced over the two people behind him, and snorted coldly.That attitude obviously knew those two people, but he was not willing to talk to them.

Feng Yihong seemed to have expected Cheng Jun's attitude long ago, he didn't intend to force the two parties to enjoy themselves happily, and after saying hello, he turned to introduce the two behind him to Wen Xinze.

"This is Si Wen, the younger brother of the Patriarch of Wuxiang Sect." Feng Yihong finished introducing the monk, then pointed to the man in white, "This is Xie Yu, the Patriarch of the White Feather Sect."

"Hello." Wen Xinze raised his hand to touch the mask, and quickly gave up the idea of ​​pulling the mask off.People who could be introduced by Feng Yihong in person, these two people must have unusual status in the cultivation world, and they also came from three sects and eight sects, so it was impolite to cover their faces.These two seem to be serious people, so they probably wouldn't laugh at him for wearing a green leaf, and simply said generously, "I am Wen Xinze, the head of the Xuanqi Sect."

"Hello, Head Wen." Si Wen clasped his hands together and said hello to Wen Xinze.

Xie Yu is not a talkative person, so he nodded slightly at Wen Xinze.Although it looks cold, it is not rude.

"After saying hello, why don't you leave?" Cheng Jun said to Feng Yihong impatiently.

"The greetings are over, we still want to watch a few group arena matches." Feng Yihong said, taking a seat next to Wen Xinze.

"You can look elsewhere."

"But it's the best location."

"Feng Yihong, what do you mean?" Cheng Jun looked at Feng Yihong coldly, "You can just forget about that monk, why did you bring this Xie here?"

"It's none of my business, Xie Yu wants to come here by himself." Feng Yihong spread his hands.

Wen Xinze looked back and forth between Cheng Jun and Xie Yu.

There was no emotion on Xie Yu's cold face, but Cheng Jun's dislike for Xie Yu was obvious, and he spoke so bluntly when he chased him away, he almost pointed at the other person's nose and made him go away.However, Xie Yu didn't seem to have heard Cheng Jun's words at all, and sat down next to the beauty beside the gazebo with his sword in his arms, without the slightest intention of leaving.

Wen Xinze: "..." This is probably the operation of the legendary boss!

Xie Yu was unwilling to leave, and Cheng Jun was unwilling to stay under the same gazebo with Xie Yu. Wen Xinze thought for a while, and passed the steps to Cheng Jun, "We've almost finished watching, and we're planning to leave."

"Who said we've finished watching? Now the stage is exciting." Cheng Jun smashed the step that Wen Xinze passed over with his foot.

"..." All right, as long as you're happy.

Wen Xinze greeted Siwen while he was standing, then sat down beside Feng Yihong with a cup of milk tea, and asked him in a low voice, "What's wrong with Chengjun and Xie Yu... the real person?"

"Don't worry, there is no holiday, if there is a holiday, fights will start earlier." Feng Yihong folded his fan, covering half of his face, and whispered to Wen Xinze, "This is Cheng Jun's discrimination against Jianxiu, who unilaterally dislikes Jianxiu. And the White Feather Sect is a pure sword cultivator sect, Xie Yu is not only a sword cultivator, but also a master of a sword cultivator, Cheng Jun naturally doesn't like him."

Wen Xinze: "..." Because I am a sword, do I hate sword repair?It is indeed something that Cheng Jun's narrow mind can do.

Feng Yihong still wanted to say something to Wen Xinze, but he caught a glimpse of Chengjun's cold eyes from the corner of his eye, and as soon as he retracted the fan, he changed the subject, "Your leaves are quite lush, how is your memory recovery?"

"I don't remember anything." Wen Xinze touched the leaf on his head and asked Feng Yihong for advice, "Look at my leaf, do you know what kind I am?"

"You need to think about it yourself, it doesn't make sense for me to tell you." Feng Yihong looked at Wen Xinze and said in a gentle voice.

"But I don't know when I will be able to..." Before Wen Xinze finished speaking, he felt a sudden gust of wind coming from behind.The next moment, the backrest of the beauty behind him creaked unbearably.

Wen Xinze subconsciously tilted his body to the side and turned his head to look.

I saw a young man in a red and black suit with a high ponytail squatting on the backrest railing facing him.The sound of the backrest being overwhelmed just now was obviously made by this person who jumped from a high place and landed on the railing.

The young man squatted on the railing, grinning flamboyantly at Wen Xinze. Before Wen Xinze could react, he stretched out his hand and hooked him around the neck, in a standard hostage-taking posture. field. Otherwise, I will be rude to your disciples and grandchildren!"

Feng Yihong supported his forehead with a fan.

Wen Xinze: "?" What's the situation?

"His name is Qi Yan. He comes from one of the three sects of the Jinyang Sect. He is the great apprentice of the master of the Jinyang Sect. He is talented in cultivation, but unfortunately he is a militant." Feng Yihong finished explaining to Wen Xinze who was being held hostage, and then Said to Qi Yan, "The person you are holding hostage is Wen Xinze, the head of the Xuanqi Sect, not my disciple and grandson."

"Heh, who are you lying to? I've been watching it for a long time, and you are the most amiable when talking to him. It's not your disciples and grandchildren, who are your disciples and grandchildren?" Qi Yan said, his eyes swept across the gazebo.

With a sweeping glance, he found that Feng Yihong was not the only one who was a powerful monk.

The two monsters standing by the gazebo were not bad among their kind, but they were not good enough to be his opponents.

The Buddhist cultivator sitting at the stone table should have reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, one stage lower than his out-of-body stage. He can be regarded as an opponent, but he may not be strong enough to fight.

The beauty on the opposite side leaned on Jianxiu who was holding a sword and he knew him. Xie Yu, who was distracted by the White Feather School, was a level higher than him, and the same level as Feng Yihong.

He also knew the beauty on the other side who leaned against the black-clothed and golden-eyed beauty, Cheng Tianjian Chengjun.It is said that this cultivation base is above the distraction stage, and the innate sword spirit itself is stronger than ordinary monks, so it is not something he can afford.

Qi Yan rolled his eyes completely, and with a decision in mind, he raised his voice, "Either Master Yihong will fight me, or Master Xie Yu will fight me, otherwise don't think I will let him go!"

"Really?" Cheng Jun stood up, "Then I can only fight."

"Ah?" Qi Yan looked at Cheng Jun in a daze, "No, I didn't challenge you..."

"But you are holding my grandson—"

Cheng Jun's figure disappeared in place, Wen Xinze only heard his deep voice passing by his ears, and realized that the hold on his neck had been released.

He looked back, and saw Cheng Jun grabbing the screaming Qi Yan and flying towards the big arena in the free zone.

On the big arena, there were already two monks standing.Seeing Cheng Jun holding Qi Yan to the ground, the two immediately flew down the ring and gave way to the venue.

As soon as Cheng Jun and Qi Yan landed on the ring, the spectators in the restricted area next door started running to the free area. Even the people in the ring in the restricted area stopped fighting and left to run to the auditorium in the ring.

Thunder clouds quickly accumulated on the big arena, and soon lightning with purple light struck down one after another, chasing Qi Yan to run around the arena.Qi Yan ran around the ring for two laps, Cheng Jun paused for a moment when calling for thunder, and then thunder and lightning poured down like a mountain torrent, covering the entire ring in horror.

The thunder and lightning on the ring dissipated, and with the sound of falling stones on the edge of the ring, the thunderclouds scattered in the sky, and the scorched Qi Yan fell on the scorched ring, and the competition ended—at this time, there were still people in the audience next door. Half failed to make it to the free zone auditorium.

Cheng Jun withdrew his hands and left the arena, returning to the gazebo.

Wen Xinze looked at Chengjun, who was completely intact, and at Qi Yan, who was lying on the ring, and asked, "...Are you alright?"

Feng Yihong: "Did you ask the wrong question?"

Wen Xinze: "Oh yes, he should be fine, right?"

Cheng Jun sat down again and gave Wen Xinze two words: "Alive."

Feng Yihong chuckled, "Don't worry, the body of a monk in the out-of-body period is still quite strong."

As soon as Feng Yihong finished speaking, Qi Yan stood up while lying on the ring. Although his figure was unstable, he didn't look like he was seriously injured.

And at this moment, Xie Yu in the gazebo stood up.

"What are you doing?" Feng Yihong asked aloud.

"He also challenged me." Xie Yu held the sword, walked past Feng Yihong, and then flew towards the ring on the wind.

Xie Yu vs Qi Yan, there is no suspense in the outcome.

As soon as Xie Yu drew out the sword in his hand, the sword was frosty and snowy, freezing Qi Yan on the ring.

Xie Yu returned to the gazebo, Feng Yihong closed his fan, and smiled softly and elegantly, "I remembered, Fellow Daoist Qi Yan also wrote a letter of war to me."

Wen Xinze watched Feng Yihong stretch out and fly to the ring in shock—are you people in the cultivation world so inhuman?

Siwen stood up and walked to Wen Xinze, clasped his hands together towards the big ring, "Amitabha."

Wen Xinze took a look at Siwen, and imitated him, facing the big ring and putting his palms together, "I'm guilty, I'm guilty."

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