Xianzun is collapsing every day

Ye Tingjiang stopped in his tracks.He is not unfamiliar with the owner of that male voice, every time there is a meeting in Yunze, this person must be with him like a shadow.

Return to a sword cultivator, Geng Qingyang.

Now the two sects of cultivating immortals stand side by side, the Linxian sect and Guiyi sect are equally divided, and there are countless other sects and aristocratic families.

Geng Qingyang, as a monk of Guiyi School, always wanted to compete with Linxianzong, so he often came to provoke Ye Tingjiang, who was also a sword cultivator.

They used to have similar cultivation bases, and Geng Qingyang often couldn't get much favor from Ye Tingjiang.This time, Ye Tingjiang broke through the late stage of asking the state of mind. Geng Qingyang knew he was invincible, but when he met, he still couldn't speak quickly.

He saw the young man leaning softly in Ye Tingjiang's arms in a gauze dress, with light golden ornaments faintly revealing between his ankles, and the ringing of bells as he walked, he immediately became interested.

Would an old-fashioned person like Ye Tingjiang bring a cauldron to Yunze for a drink?

It seems that those rumors are somewhat believable.

Ye Tingjiang was about to refute lightly, but felt that the corner of his clothes was pulled heavily by the little disciple.

Mu Chuihan's eyes widened. Although he couldn't focus on Ye Tingjiang's face accurately, it made Ye Tingjiang feel his expectation.

He opened his mouth excitedly: "Xianjun, what other toys did you bring? Did you bring them for me?"

Ye Tingjiang couldn't help laughing, Fuyan automatically understood the toy as a toy, and directly picked herself out.

So Ben complacently mocked Ye Tingjiang's Geng Qingyang, and was depressed to find that those two people ignored him.

Not only that, Ye Tingjiang's dead face that has remained unchanged for thousands of years also showed a very gentle smile.

Geng Qingyang rubbed his eyes, suspecting that in front of him was a fake Mr. Tingyun.

At this moment, Ye Tingjiang turned his head to Geng Qingyang, with a restrained smile, and said to him in an extremely indifferent tone: "Mr. Qingyang, be careful with your words."

Geng Qingyang actually gave birth to a bit of satisfaction, look, this is what Ting Yunjun should look like.

After seeing Ye Tingjiang's cold eyes, he realized how hopeless this thought was. He coughed, and then returned to a frivolous tone: "Jing Yun dares to do it, and dare not let people say it? Tsk, such a Little beauty, I feel pity... Ting Yun-jun, please don't lose your ambition."

Geng Qingyang had no interest in men at all, and said these words just to offend Ye Tingjiang.

Unexpectedly, Ye Tingjiang hadn't said anything yet, when he saw the young man with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes suddenly raised his head, with a sneering expression, and his lips moved quickly.

He didn't hear a word.

At that moment, Geng Qingyang suspected that he had lost his hearing and was at a loss.

It wasn't until he called out the spirit sword in his hand and confirmed that he could clearly hear the sound of the sword, that he was surprised to find that it was not he who was deaf, but the young man who was dumb.

Mu Chuanhan hadn't spoken for a long time, let alone quarreled.Now when he met Geng Qingyang, who was delivered to his door, he couldn't suppress his restless heart, and he came back with a series of counterattacks, citing scriptures, elegant diction, and killing people.

It's a pity that Geng Qingyang didn't understand a single word.

Ye Tingjiang explained: "He doesn't understand."

Mu Chuihan agreed with an "oh", and then suggested: "Xianjun translate it."

This opponent's quality is not very good, and he can't even do the most basic communication.

Ye Tingjiang indeed understood every word, but felt that Fuyan's words were too vicious.It was a bit difficult for Ye Tingjiang to recount sentence by sentence. He couldn't help rubbing Fu Yan's head: "You are a junior, so it's not good to scold seniors like this."

Both Geng Qingyang and his spirit sword were startled. Although he couldn't understand it just now, after hearing what Ye Tingjiang said, he already knew that the young man was scolding him!

He opened his mouth unwillingly, and before he could say anything, he saw Ye Ting, who had never been angry before, unsheath the Jiangling Sword, pointing at him.

Ye Tingjiang repeated: "Mr. Qingyang is careful with his words."

Geng Qingyang laughed: "Mr. Tingyun is really obsessed with sex, and now he has even drawn his sword in order to play with pets. Oh... yes, he is not ordinary, with five yin and heart, how can Mr. Tingyun continue to break through without him?" What about the boundary?"

Ye Tingjiang's sword light was bright, and he cut directly at Geng Qingyang.

It is unreasonable for the junior to scold the senior, so just leave it to him.

Geng Qingyang never expected that he would really make a move, so he hurriedly raised his sword to block the barrier, the spiritual power of the two sides merged, and they were separated at the touch of a touch.

They are all monks who ask about their state of mind, so it would be demeaning to fight over this.Geng Qingyang used to be sure that Ye Tingjiang would not fight back, and his words were wanton.

Now he doesn't dare anymore, today's Ye Tingjiang is several times crazier than him, it seems that this young man is the bottom line that cannot be touched.

Geng Qingyang thought about it, and retreated lightly: "Then don't bother Mr. Ting Yun, we will see the outcome when we meet to drink."

Ye Tingjiang retracted his sword, and restrained his coldness, and continued to help the little apprentice into the room.

Mu Chuanhan's teeth were itching, he had heard the sound of the sword just now, but he just couldn't see Ye Tingjiang's move!

Speaking of which, he and Ye Tingjiang have known each other for so long, and by accident, he has never seen him with a sword in a serious manner.

Mu Chuihan thought about Lin Xu's valiant and heroic demeanor, and suddenly felt that he had missed a million spiritual jades.

A large area of ​​water here is collectively called Yunze, but the location of the rookie competition is above a small pavilion in the middle of the lake.Each sect sits around the lake, each with a seat.

It's obviously a group of monks, but the rules are arty. Borrowing the method of flowing water in the world, a small wooden boat carrying wine glasses is staying in the middle of the lake at the moment.

The lake water does not flow naturally, so monks from various schools need to use their spiritual power to move the canoe.In the end, whichever sect the wooden boat stops at, this sect will send out a disciple to compete in the Huxin Pavilion.

The form is similar to a ring, and the final winner will be the top rookie of this year, and will become famous ever since.

Mu Chuihan had never participated in the Yunze Conference, but Ye Tingjiang had competed for the rookie leader with his senior brother and Geng Qingyang when he was young.

At that time, Geng Qingyang was defeated by the head of the sect. He thought that this was the strongest disciple of Linxianzong, so he decided that he would definitely win the championship.Unexpectedly, Linxianzong killed another little-known Ye Tingjiang in the end. The two fought, but he was finally defeated and shot down in Yunze.

And when Ye Tingjiang played, Geng Qingyang had already fought several people in a row.Ye Tingjiang didn't want this convenience, and he didn't make a move when he went to the Huxin Pavilion. He didn't use his sword until he recovered his spiritual power. Winning can be said to be aboveboard.

This also made Geng Qingyang even more unhappy seeing him, always wanting to win back a victory at the Yunze Conference.

Mu Chuihan's eyes were darkened, and he didn't know anything while sitting next to Ye Tingjiang.Seeing that he was bored, Mingzheng gave him a detailed account of the positions of each sect and the returned monks before the big competition started.

Ye Tingjiang restrained himself when he spoke, but Mingzheng was not polite at all.Mu Chuihan listened to it for a long time, but only heard one meaning, this time the Dabi was nothing to be afraid of except returning to Yimen.

Moreover, Gui Yimen has already won the leader of the last drinking meeting. According to Ming Zheng's meaning, this time the Da Lin Xianzong is determined to win, and Gui Yimen must not be allowed to win again.

Mingzheng was talking about Geng Qingyang's affair with a smile, but she suddenly stopped talking, and sighed: "He's here too."

Mu Chuihan tugged at Ye Tingjiang's hand curiously.He has recently developed a tacit understanding with Ye Tingjiang. With such a tug, Ye Tingjiang understood what he meant, and explained: "Senior sister is talking about Leng Jia from Chasing Wind Tower. He is weak, and I didn't expect to come here too." Watch the ceremony."

The guest seats for the Yunze Symposium are reserved for those monks from the sect who do not participate in the Grand Competition.

Mu Chuihan had never even heard of the name Zhuifenglou.In short, no presents were given to him.He curiously asked: "Aren't they participating in the contest?"

"A hundred years ago, there was a fierce beast and nine infants." Ye Tingjiang felt a little heavy when he mentioned this matter: "Zhufenglou was severely damaged, and now there are few people."

Mingzheng said regretfully: "At that time, his wife, who was also my old friend, fell in the Nine Infants Rebellion. Afterwards, the Chasing Wind Building was even more devastated, and the few remaining disciples were unfortunately killed in the robbery. Leng Xiang was also plagued by many diseases .”

Her gaze rested on Leng Lai, who had a clear face but a serious look on his face, Mingzheng couldn't help but think of the high-spirited state he had when he borrowed with his wife back then, and sighed.

Leng Xiang seemed to notice the gaze, and looked in their direction, forced a smile, but was covered by his sick face, and he nodded slightly as a compliment.

The competition officially begins.

Mingzheng let go of her sadness in an instant, and even the invisible Mu Chuihan felt her changed aura, so she could only ask Ye Tingjiang: "What's wrong, uncle?"

Ye Tingjiang smiled: "You will know later."

Mu Chuihan waited quietly for a while, his hearing became more acute after he couldn't see, and soon he heard the sound of rippling water.

The sound of water seemed to be accompanied by fluctuations in spiritual energy.

The golden bell on his wrist moved with the wind, and he felt that something was coming with the waves, and it was about to reach their table.

At this time, there was an extremely clear zither sound in my ears, the strings were clanging, passionate and majestic, like a war song.

The gray shadow gradually faded away along with the musical symbols.

Mu Chuihan was cautious amidst the sound of tearing silk, his lips moved much smaller: "Who is Master fighting against?"

Ye Tingjiang said calmly: "Geng Qingyang."

Mu Chuihan was amazed, he really was everywhere.

Ye Tingjiang was not surprised, this has become a reserved item for every Yunze meeting.

Whenever Geng Qingyang provokes, Mingzheng's temperament is not soft, and he will never swallow his anger.Therefore, who will drink the first glass of wine in this competition will depend on the outcome of the fight between Ming Zheng and Geng Qingyang.

Since it's a ring, everyone doesn't want to be the one who comes out early.So both sides pushed the wooden boat towards the other side's sect vigorously, and which faction finally drank the glass of wine, it was considered a half of the loss.

As for the other sects, they did not dare to interrupt the struggle between the great powers rashly, each of them was wise and safe, and only when they saw a truce between the two sides, did they dare to recruit the wooden boat and let the disciples of this sect go on stage for a formality.

Now all the eyes of the hundreds of monks in Yunze are focused on the seats between the two factions.

Although the original intention was to watch the fight, but as he looked at it, his eyes couldn't help but stop at...Mu Chuihan beside Mingzheng.

The seats of each sect are set in the Linshui small platform, but in the Linxianzong room, not only the two elders Ming Zheng and Ye Tingjiang are sitting in the front row, but there is also a young man who has never seen it between them. .

It's not difficult to guess the identity of the young man, he can only be a new disciple of Mr. Tingyun, or in other words Fuyan.

But different from the rumors, the boy's eyes were covered with a layer of cloth, and he seemed to have an eye disease.According to the news from Gui Yizong, he was also dumb and unable to speak.

The monks gasped.

Almost everyone knew about Fuyan's trial at Linxianzong's outer sect. At that time, nothing happened, but now she suddenly suffered from two physical illnesses, which really aroused people's imagination.

Among the disciples of Lord Tingyun, besides Lord Tingyun, who else would dare to move?

Lu Ding has never had much status in the world of cultivating immortals. They originally thought that Linxianzong would not make it too obvious that it was a famous family.Now it seems that, in order to get a more well-behaved partner, Mr. Tingyun has ruthlessly blocked Fuyan's eyes and voice.

A few of the monks who were soaked in love showed a knowing smile. This blind beauty had a special taste. She clearly couldn't bear it during the double cultivation, but she couldn't cry out, and her expression was even more fragile...

They were ashamed of themselves, they never thought that Mr. Tingyun was usually silent, but when he saw this training method, he was actually a veteran of Fengyue.

At this moment, Mu Chuihan was leaning on Ting Yunjun, listening to the soundtrack of Mingzheng, struggling to fight Guazi.It used to be an easy thing, but now he sweeps down a lot of melon seeds at every turn, and finally cracks open, but the melon seeds always fall off.

Ye Tingjiang couldn't see it, and took the initiative to peel the melon seeds for him, and put all the melon seeds in his palm.

Mu Chuihan simply gave up on doing it himself, lazily waiting for Ye Tingjiang to feed him.

This scene undoubtedly attracted the attention of more monks.They couldn't help but think, Mr. Tingyun is a bit ruthless, but the pet is really the pet.

Ming Zheng was busy fighting, Mu Chuihan couldn't see anything, only Ye Tingjiang felt like sitting on pins and needles under these scrutiny.

He finally couldn't sit still, raised his head and cast a faint glance at the surroundings, and countless monks hurriedly looked away.

Mu Chuihan even listened to Zheng eating melon seeds with peace of mind, becoming the most leisurely person in Yunze.

However, at this moment, the sound of the zither was quickened, even sharpened, and the final tone made Mu Chuihan want to cover his ears.

After a sharp sound, the sound of the zither stopped, and the two fighting spiritual forces disappeared, and the wooden boat holding the spiritual wine slowly floated to the front of Linxianzong's seat, and finally stopped quietly.

This match was won by one team.

Mingzheng frowned. It wasn't that she lost to Geng Qingyang because of her lack of spiritual power just now, but because a third strand of spiritual power suddenly joined in the center of the lake to help Geng Qingyang push her spiritual power here, and she lost her defense for a while.

The monks here should all know the rules... Where does this spiritual power come from?

Mu Chuihan knew nothing, and was mouthing Ye Tingjiang: "What's wrong?"

Immediately, an unbearable scolding was heard: "In broad daylight, what a shame!"

Sober tone, immature voice.

Mu Chuihan flicked away from Ye Tingjiang's body and sat upright all of a sudden.

He couldn't hear the voice wrong.

The sword spirit star he had been missing for several months...how could it be here?

The author has something to say: Xianzun (Erkang hand): Zhuixing, I miss you, I miss you, and I bought you a lot of gifts

Zhui Xing (expressionless): I see that you are too happy to think about leaving.

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