I open an inn in the realm of comprehension

In this way, the Koi Inn and the disciples of the Seven Emotions Palace won both matches.

The diners standing beside Xiao Minglou were all excited, both surprised and indescribably happy. The people arranged by Xiao Shaodong's family can defeat the disciples of the Seven Emotions Palace. Rounding up, it means that they also suppressed the three great immortal sects. , After such magical and illusory things, there will be no such shop after this village, and it will be enough for a lifetime!

Now that there is only the last match left, everyone can't help looking at Xiao Minglou eagerly, wondering how he will use his troops like a god next time.

"This time, let me do it."

At the Palace of Seven Emotions, seeing the two juniors at the Foundation Establishment stage being defeated one after another, the Senior Brother Sun at the Profound Vein Stage finally couldn't take it anymore, his face sank like water, and he glanced at Xiao Minglou sullenly. "That Xiao Minglou is indeed evil, there is only one game left, we have to win no matter what, otherwise Qiqing Palace can't afford to lose this person!"

This Senior Brother Sun is surnamed Sun Mingyin, and he has stayed in the early stage of the profound veins for ten years, and his foundation is quite solid. Compared with him, the so-called Thunder Patriarch is a piece of tofu.

He has a bright future, and he seems to be the best among these disciples, both in terms of appeal and strength.

If on weekdays, Sun Yin said that he wanted to go out, the disciples around him would never say anything, and never doubted Sun Yin's strength.However, at this moment, the disciples of Qiqing Palace who have lost two games in a row, the phrase "With Senior Brother Sun here, there is no suspense in this battle" seems to be stuck in their throats, and they can't say it.

After being slapped twice in the face, it really hurt a little.

Don't even dare to talk too much.

But the senior brother still has to give face, those disciples cheered up to encourage Sun Yin, even Wu Tan, who was lucky not to vomit blood after losing in the last game, walked over with the support of the senior brother, gritted his teeth : "Senior brother will win this battle, you will be able to recover the debts of me and Lianying together!"

"Yes, brother, we are waiting to tell Lianying the news that you won the last game."

"Brother must win!"

Sun Yin's face remained confident, but his throat rolled down quickly, and he walked to the middle of the long street with the blessings of his juniors.

On the other side, Qi Chang rolled up the sleeves of both hands, and pushed the sleeves to his shoulders, revealing two smooth and strong arms.When outsiders saw it, they thought he was an individual cultivator like Yu Qingyan.

He bit a length of white hair tie, combed the messy hair behind his head into a bundle, and tied it with the hair tie.

If you are careful, you will find that the fabric of this hair band is very similar to a piece of cloth on Xiao Minglou's shirt that was splashed with oil when he ate hot pot a few days ago.The clothes were oily, and the oil stains on the white cloth were not clean, so Xiao Minglou couldn't wear them, so Qi Chang took them and cut out several headbands, which were usually kept close to the body and not used casually.

Other than that, there is no other preparation.

Just as he took a step and was about to step forward to fight, he only heard Xiao Minglou shout from behind: "Wait a minute, I still have something to say!"

He tugged Qi Chang's arm, couldn't help but pinch the hard bulging muscles, and pulled Qi Chang's hand, making him bow his head and whisper a few words.

This familiar picture of biting one's ear...

The disciples of Qiqing Palace were all numb.

Before the start of the first two rounds, Xiao Minglou whispered to the other two in this way.

However, Xiao Minglou was a little different from what they had imagined. At this moment, Xiao Minglou did not analyze anything for Qi Chang, but looked at him with a slight smile: "You are a sword cultivator, how can you not use a sword?"

"...I don't have a sword now." Qi Chang said in a muffled voice.His sword was already shattered during the battle with Dong Chuanyue. It was so shattered that he couldn't even repair it.

"You don't have a sword, but he does!" Xiao Minglou slyly embraced the sword holding half of a watermelon.Half-bending down, he said to Huo Jian with a dazed expression, "Xiao Baojian, can you borrow your master's sword for a while? Just borrow it once, and brother will get you a watermelon later."

Ren Xu retreated and only brought in the furnace, leaving the sword with Daotong.

Holding the sword: "..."

He is a year older than Ping Ding, a mature and stable Taoist boy who can manage money, will he be bought by mere watermelon?

Holding the sword in silence for a moment, he stuffed the melon to Pingding who was next to him, and offered Ren Xu's sword with both hands.

——It's not that he was bribed, but that the master had something to say before the retreat, no matter what this Young Master Xiao wants, he must try his best to satisfy him.

He just followed the instructions of the master.

Xiao Minglou held the sword in his hand with a smile, weighed it, and handed it to Qi Chang, saying with some distaste: "Let's make do with it, and I'll find you a suitable sword when I have a chance."

"I said that holding a tripod and holding a sword was bought by Xiao Minglou, you see! Even if you dare to take out the sword of the palace master to curry favor with others, holding a sword should be expelled from the Palace of Seven Emotions!"

One of the sharp-eyed disciples of Qiqing Palace glared at Xiao Minglou and Qi Chang, with jealousy, contempt and malice: "Hmph, but even if they get the sword of the palace master, they won't be able to use it. I really don't know." The sky is high and the earth is thick, the sword of the palace lord is already at the level of Lingbao, a fool with a low cultivation base can burn his hands to death by the prohibition above, how can he hold the sword with his hands when I saw it—”

At the end of the conversation, he couldn't continue.

Because, Qi Chang had already grasped the whole sword, pulled out the scabbard, and a ray of warm sunlight smeared the sharp sword body, emitting a dazzling white light.

Not only did he hold it, but he swung that sword, well adapted.

The spirit treasure of 81 prohibitions is not hot at all. In Qi Chang's hands, it is like a mahogany sword playing in the hands of a child. It is light and obedient, just like an ordinary sword.

The rest of the Qiqing Palace disciples who recognized the sword also stared straight, with expressions of disbelief.

It's coming again, that feeling of being strangled by someone's throat, unable to move up and down, and unable to breathe evenly!

Standing in the middle of the field, Sun Yin's muscles twitched slightly, and his mood was like a turbulent sea wave. He seemed to be able to hold his own, but the tightness in his body gave him away.

Just as he watched Qi Chang approaching him with vigilance, people heard Xiao Minglou shouting behind Qi Chang: "Hey, I haven't finished talking yet!"

Sun Yin really wanted to put aside the self-cultivation of the disciples of the immortal sect, and wanted to scold her mother very much, can you fucking finish the sentence at once? !

Xiao Minglou grabbed Qi Chang and looked at him with a smile in his eyes: "Do you still remember what I told you before?"

After getting along with him for a long time, Qi Chang had a good understanding of Xiao Minglou's temperament, and the two of them formed a tacit understanding without saying a word. After thinking about it for a while, he understood what Xiao Minglou wanted to remind him of. : "Under the golden core, the gap in realm is actually not that far?"

"Well, when it's not cooked, it's like undercooked meat. Medium-rare and medium-rare are both undercooked." Xiao Minglou made a very cold analogy, and the corner of Qi Chang's mouth twitched.However, Xiao Minglou seemed to be talking more and more vigorously, the corners of his lips were raised, revealing two rows of white teeth, and he was looking bright, "Besides, the competition between you is not who is more familiar, but who is harder, cooked meat Although it is hard, it’s not only cooked meat that is hard, isn’t frozen meat also hard?”

Qi Chang lowered his eyes and looked at Xiao Minglou. The latter looked at him completely at ease. At first glance, the hint he gave sounded extremely absurd and irrelevant, but when he thought about it carefully, it was intriguing.

At least, Qi Chang heard a lot of hints from his words:

At the Profound Vein Stage, he was a water attribute cultivator.

Water belongs to the genus of water, the corresponding emotion is fear, and the weak point is the kidney.

And, frozen meat...

Pointing to ice?

When Xiao Minglou saw that he had realized something, his eyes became more gentle and sweet, like an old father watching his child go to the examination room.He raised his hand to pat his broad shoulders, but because he was too lazy to lift his arms too high, he had to pat his chest instead. Xiao Minglou couldn't help poking up on the firm chest muscles that felt good to the touch. After two strokes, Qi Chang grabbed her.

"And..." Xiao Minglou was arrested instead of molesting, and was about to divert Qi Chang's attention, but Qi Chang didn't let him continue, but stretched out a finger and pressed it on the soft on those impossibly light lips.

Qi Chang: "Needless to say, I know everything."

Xiao Minglou was stunned for a moment, and then his smile deepened, revealing a bit of obedience and obedience, weak and harmless.It's nothing more than a country and a city, Qi Chang's heart is slightly flustered, and his eyes are getting darker.

Before he could say anything, Xiao Minglou suddenly opened his mouth and bit the fingertips he was pressing on his lips, leaving a shallow circle of teeth marks: "...it's better, Ah Chou, everyone else is waiting for me Solve the problem, break up the answer and feed it to them. Only you know how to draw inferences and think about how to break the situation."

Qi Chang withdrew his hand and nodded at him indiscriminately, the bitten finger was hanging by his side, convulsing unconsciously.

He twisted lightly, and said to Xiao Minglou, "I'm going."

"En." Xiao Minglou only smiled at him, and others couldn't even catch his eyes.

Qi Chang stood in the middle of the field, put his sword across his chest, suppressed the tenderness in his eyes, and said to the solemn Sun Yin: "Come and fight!"

"Okay, I'll wait for you to make a move!" Sun Yin was also not a mild tempered person. After waiting for a long time, he saw that the other party was holding Elder Ren Xu's sword. He was anxious and fearful. In order to restore the lost face of Qiqing Palace.

Sun Yin, who was in the Xuanmai stage, had a higher level of vision and experience than other disciples. He vaguely grasped the reason why Wu Tan and Lian Ying lost in the last two matches. Although the conclusion sounds absurd, he had to make this guess.

——Ha, the five elements generate and restrain each other, what a simple reason!

But damn it, not everyone can use the Qi of the Five Elements to this extent!

A sharp edge flashed in Sun Yin's eyes, and his facial features laughed ferociously: "I am a water cultivator, and you are a sword cultivator. Gold produces water. My spiritual power is a hundred times purer than yours. I won!"

He took the initiative to attack, put on two silver gloves as thin as cicada's wings on both hands, silently activated the exercises in his heart, and his fists suddenly condensed into two water dragons with majestic faucets!The horns and scales of the faucet are complete, the dragon's mouth is open, spit out thick and chilling water vapor - Baisha City is near the sea, this is simply the home field of water monks!

He has won!

The people around thought the same way. When the water dragon's chant resounded throughout Baisha City, the air seemed to freeze, and the sky was filled with dark clouds, which seemed to be pressing on the heads of the crowd of onlookers.

In the wind and rain, the sword that Qi Chang swung was dimmed, as if covered by dark clouds, as if even the light of the sword had become dull.

Everyone was overwhelmed by the cloud, especially Qi Chang, who was standing in the field. However, when people raised their heads and looked at him through the rain, they saw the waiter who was always expressionless. But bent the corner of his mouth.

"—Gold produces water? No, it's the sky that produces water." Qi Chang imitated Xiao Minglou's lazy tone, and dragged out his voice, "Drying is the sky, and the sky is dry gold. If you want to produce water, you have to First ask if my sword agrees."

Gold produces water, and water consumes gold, but no matter how much water there is, the sky will not collapse.

Qi Chang's sword light pointed directly at the sky, and a thunderbolt rolled down from the dark sky, illuminating his handsome and resolute face.

The author has something to say: the principle of gold generating water, according to Baidu and my own understanding, the gold here cannot be understood as a metal in a narrow sense, but refers to the sky.Jinshengshui is actually raining, water vapor floats to the sky and turns into clouds, and then turns into small water droplets when it gets cold...

The reminder from Shaodong's family to Qi Chang is actually not to use your own sword as a sword, you are the one who decides whether it will rain or not.

Then Qi Chang also understood, without Xiao Minglou needing to say anything, he understood what he meant.

Of course, these professional-sounding things are needed for writing, and they are not necessarily correct. Everything is for the sake of writing. Just enjoy it and don’t take it too seriously.

Xiao Minglou: You are...the best student I have ever taught!

Qi Chang: Got it, is there any reward?

Xiao Minglou: What reward do you want?

Qi Chang: ...What do you think? (stare--)