Rebirth villain just want to go

Tao Yao left.

Go quietly.

When Si Huanian heard the news, Taoyao had already left Khotan.

"Master, where did she go?" The young boy asked nervously and uneasily.

Yan Guitu glanced at his disciple and said in a gentle voice, "She's gone home."

Hearing this, Si Huanian frowned deeply.The bottom of the East China Sea is not far from the Hundred Kingdoms of the East Pole, but the world is so big, they probably won't have the chance to meet again in the future, right?

"She said she liked your gift very much, so she gave you a gift in return." Yan Guitu glanced at his little disciple, and handed him a blue sound storage stone the size of a pigeon egg.

This kind of stone is produced in the depths of the sea, and it is regarded as a treasure by people on the mainland because of its unique ability to record sound. However, because the output of sound storage stone is considerable, it is not considered precious.

Si Huanian lowered his head and took the sound storage stone, unable to hide his disappointment.

He hadn't had time to say goodbye to the girl who smiled as beautifully as his mother.

Si Huanian held the sound-storing stone in his palm, bent his fingers and tapped lightly, a ripple suddenly appeared in the center of the sapphire blue stone, and then, a soft voice as gentle as a dream came out of the stone.

It was an ancient and beautiful tune, and the lyrics didn't sound like human language, but more like the joyful chants of sea monsters.The tender singing voice lingered in the young man's ears, enveloping him with the gentle sea breeze.

The singing finally came to an end, and Yun Junmei came back to her senses, and couldn't help admiring: "The song Taoyao sang is too nice, isn't it?" Their Yun family is also considered a powerful family, and the song Yun Junmei has heard Ji sings with five thousand instead of ten thousand, but the combined voice of those people is not one-tenth of Taoyao's singing.

After all, ordinary singers only use their own voices and skills to sing, but the mermaids are singers favored by the gods. They don't need to learn any skills, and the singing they sing with their own mind and intuition is the sound of nature.

Only after listening to Taoyao's singing can I understand what it means that this song should only exist in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world.Even if they don't understand the meaning of the lyrics, the audience can still feel the faint joy contained in the song, just like a shy girl meeting her sweetheart, happy and cheerful but tactful and introverted.

Even Ling Jiangyu, who has always been uninterested in everything except Yan Guitu, rarely expressed his approval.

"Master, can you understand what the lyrics mean?" Yun Junmei subconsciously looked at Yan Guitu.

Yan Guitu shook his head flatly: "That's the language of the sharks, even a teacher can't understand it."

Yun Junmei's expression was surprised. There are still things in this world that their master doesn't understand?

Yan Guitu supported his forehead speechlessly: "The skeletons of sharks are different from those of humans on the mainland, and their vocal organs are also different."

Even the vocal organs are different, how could he grow a non-existent organ out of thin air to learn the language of the mermaid?

With different living environments and different languages, the Mermaids have always been the race most alienated from humans on the mainland.

Taoyao's departure was like a spring rain, after it fell finely and moistened the ground, it was just the sunshine, and there was no trace of her left behind.

Only Si Huanian had a string of strings containing a sound storage stone around his waist, which Yun Junmei personally tied for him looking at him pitifully.

After all, his senior brother's pure first love just ended without a problem.

However, Si Huanian didn't have time to be sad, because the time for the contest was already approaching.

Since the Tianyige murder case occurred, during this period of time, there were more guards on Hotanguo Street than others, and day and night patrols became more intensive.

However, there are more than 20 national teachers from different countries here, so they are not afraid of making any big troubles.

On the morning of the third day of junior high school, Yan Guitu brought his three disciples into the uniform robes of the national teacher of the Da'an Dynasty, sat in a carriage at the invitation of the royal family of Hetian Kingdom, and arrived at the royal martial arts arena to start the initial trial.

Of course, the ones who failed the first test were not the disciples of the national teachers of various countries, but themselves.

According to the tradition, the top three winners of each country's initial test can become the referees of this big competition, responsible for supervising whether all the disciples conducted the competition fairly and justly, and at the same time, they also need to ensure the personal safety of the participating disciples.

After all, no one wants to see the tragedy of losing their favorite disciple just for one or two competitions.

The national teacher's robe of the Da'an Dynasty was a long robe with gold patterns on a white background. The white ice cream fabric was embroidered with golden cloud patterns, which further set off Yan Guitu's tall and straight figure, like pine and bamboo.

The rest of the monks couldn't help but stare at Yan Guitu a few more times. Although this monk had an ordinary appearance, his innate noble and aloof temperament could not be learned by others.

"Masters of the state, please attend." On the nine steps, the emperor of Hetian Kingdom, who was wearing a twelve-pronged crown, shook his long sleeves and ordered in a loud voice.

The queen, who was wearing a phoenix robe and a phoenix crown, sat side by side with the emperor, but Yan Guitu noticed that the queen's eyes were red, her face was sad, and there was an unremarkable white crabapple on her temple.

According to the tradition of Khotan, it is not a good omen for a woman to wear white flowers on her head.

Yan Guitu turned his head and glanced at the maid who was kneeling beside him pouring tea and water, and asked softly, "Is there someone in the palace who died recently?"

The maid's hand shook, and the tea in the cup overflowed a little.She showed panic, but Yan Guitu shook his head slightly at her, with a gentle smile: "Forget it, I won't make things difficult for you anymore. Go down."

Da'an Kingdom is not considered a powerful country among the Hundred Kingdoms of the Eastern Pole, so Yan Guitu and his three disciples will naturally not be close to the main seat.Therefore, the small mistake on their side did not attract the attention of others.

After hearing the words, the court lady hurriedly bowed to Yan Guitu, and then she left the arena with her female companions holding a teapot and wine cup.

Yan Guitu's spiritual consciousness caught up in time.

The little maid who was walking behind the maid just now looked around, then lowered her voice and asked her: "Sister Ah Qing, why did you look so ugly just now?"

The court lady named Ah Qing shook her head, and also replied in a low voice: "The national teacher I served just now asked me if there was a new funeral in the palace."

The little palace maid who asked the question tightened her face: "Ah? Why would he ask such a question?"

Maid Ah Qing sighed softly: "The Empress is too sad... I am afraid it will be difficult for others not to see it."

The little palace lady nodded after hearing the words: "After all, it was the empress who loved her brother the most, and it was an unseemly way of death. By the way, you didn't tell that person, did you?"

Ah Qing shook her head: "Fortunately, that lord just asked a question, but didn't pursue it to the end."

The little maid clicked her tongue: "If this kind of thing gets out from our mouths, I'm afraid we won't be able to see the sun tomorrow."

Ah Qing nodded, and the two looked at each other, then followed the team in silence and continued to move forward.

The queen's brother died?

Yan Guitu withdrew his consciousness, and glanced thoughtfully at the empress who was forcing a smile beside the emperor.

He didn't know how many younger brothers the queen had, but he was sure that the one who died was definitely the one who molested Taoyao on the street before.

That girl is really a character who cares about pennies and pennies and seeks revenge.

A total of thirty small countries participated in the competition, which is more than in previous years.But not all the thirty national masters planned to compete on stage. In the end, only five people stood up holding the national flag. They were all monks in the Nascent Soul Stage, including Yan Guitu.

As for the other Golden Core stage monks, they all sat quietly in their seats, obviously not intending to join in the fun.

After all, the gap between the Golden Core Stage and the Nascent Soul Stage cannot be made up by simple numbers.

Even fifty golden core stage monks may not be able to trap a strong Nascent Soul stage.

Zhao Xuyang also sat on the seat with a smile on his face. Although the comprehensive national strength of Ximi Kingdom is not too strong, as long as Zhao Xuyang mentions the names of Tianlan Sword Sect and Chao Family, he is enough to be in the position closest to the emperor. sit down.

The method of the initial test was also very simple. The emperor ordered people to rush to build a high tower in the middle of the arena. Among the five monks, whoever could plant the flag representing the country on the top in the shortest time would be the winner.

Of course, three out of five, this initial test is still quite interesting.

The five kingdoms participating in the initial test are Da'an Kingdom, Muliang Kingdom, Jiuxiao Kingdom, Yuezhi Kingdom and Jinghan Kingdom.

The people who got off the stage were basically those familiar faces, and each of them held a two-foot-tall hunting flag in their hands.

The onlookers sitting below were also cheered up and prepared to watch a rare duel of strong men. It is not many opportunities to see five strong Nascent Souls competing on the same stage at the same time.

Among the five people on the field, only the national teacher of Jiuxiao Kingdom is a female cultivator. She is wearing a black robe and a huge cloak covers her petite body, but it can't hide the compelling fighting spirit in her eyes.It can be seen that this nun is not simple.

Ling Jiangyu's eyes only fell on his master.

Yan Guitu held the white dragon flag of Da'an and stood away from his position, with a harmless smile on his face, and he was distributed with the other four monks in five elements.

"Junior Brother, don't worry, Master will be fine." Yun Junmei turned to comfort Ling Jiangyu.

Ling Jiangyu twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly: "I'm not worried."

Yun Junmei glanced at his tightly clasped hands, and silently rolled his eyes.

The heaven and the earth seemed to be quiet in an instant, but the drummer on the northwest corner of the building tensed his bronzed muscles, raised a heavy sledgehammer, and watched the red cloth thrown by the emperor slowly fall to the ground in the wind. The moment the ground hit the ground, the drumstick was slammed onto the thick Kui leather drum.

The sound of drums resounded throughout the world and spread thousands of miles away.

The moment the drum sounded, the five people off the field moved almost simultaneously.

With a wave of her hand, the female cultivator sacrificed her natal magic weapon, the Xuanyin sword. The Xuanyin sword is transparent, like a touch of autumn water and moonlight, beautiful and light, but it contains endless murderous intent.

At the same time, another cultivator who used a thunder-type spiritual weapon held a pair of small and exquisite heavenly thunder seals in his palms, and thunder and lightning flashed in his palms, and the momentum was huge.

There was also a monk who used a round mirror as a magic weapon. When he put his hands together, the round mirror immediately turned into a golden light and circled around him continuously. The golden light flew faster and faster, as if thousands of golden lights enveloped him. Even more extraordinary.

The other cultivator waved out seven orbs, and let the seven orbs be arranged according to the position of the Big Dipper. In a split second, a silver light enveloped him, and he looked as solemn and solemn as a god-man in the lower realm. .

The only one who didn't move was Yan Guitu.

He casually held the flagpole horizontally on his shoulders, and discussed with the murderous four people on the opposite side with a smile: "I am too lazy, otherwise, you can ask me to put the chess pieces on it first, and then the four of you will move on to the chess pieces." Wouldn't it be easier to compete for the remaining two spots?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the four people who were still on guard against each other turned their eyes to Yan Guitu at the same time.

The female cultivator sneered: "If you want to plant a flag, you have to speak with your strength."

The rest of the people also nodded.

Yan Guitu sighed, and threw the fire stick in his hand to Ling Jiangyu who was around the stands: "My dear disciple, hold it for Master."

Then he wrapped the dragon flag in his hand around the flagpole made of white oak, and gently hooked the other four with his other hand: "Please."

The four people on the opposite side almost laughed angrily. They were all busy offering their strongest magic weapon. Not only did Yan Guitu not use his own magic weapon, but he even went so far as to use an ordinary oak flagpole To insult them is simply deceiving.

The four people who were angered by Yan Guitu unanimously summoned their talismans to greet Yan Guitu from four different directions.

Seven intense silver lights shot out from the seven orbs in the sky, shooting at Yan Guitu who was standing on the ground one after another.At the same time, the female cultivator's Xuanyin sword, the thunder cultivator's Tianlei Jue, and another cultivator's mirror light also outflanked Yan Guitu from other positions.

Almost in an instant, there was only an earth-shattering loud noise, and a huge cloud of dust was stirred up in the field.

"Hit?" The emperor in the stands didn't see clearly what happened in the field, so he sat up straight and stretched his neck to look down the field.

"The four attacked one just now, and even set up a trap underground. That monk will definitely not be the opponent of the four. He must be seriously injured if he does not die..." The national teacher of Khotan Kingdom is A late Jindan monk, his eyesight allowed him to barely see what was happening on the stage.

But he also saw clearly the scene just now. Although it was the first time for the four of them to join forces, they were strong in the Nascent Soul Stage. It is impossible to withstand the joint attack of the four Nascent Soul stage monks.

Either dead or injured, his fate is nothing more than this.

However, when the dust settled, the results on the court were surprising.

Yan Guitu still stood at the same place perfectly, but the faces of the four monks were not very good-looking.

"National teacher, this situation is not quite consistent with what you said." The emperor turned his head and looked at the national teacher teasingly.

The corners of the national teacher's eyes twitched for a moment, and he narrowed his eyes to look carefully for a long time, and suddenly clapped his hands: "That Yan Guitu poured his own spiritual power into the flagpole, directly turning the flagpole into a flagpole. A spiritual weapon capable of competing with the others."

Hearing this, the emperor squinted his eyes and looked at it. Sure enough, the flagpole, which was originally ordinary, was now glowing with a faint golden light.

Yan Guitu turned the flagpole in his palm, and raised his hand to grasp the edge of the flagpole. The movement of holding the flagpole was somewhat similar to the movement of holding a sword.

The female cultivator had already driven the flying sword to attack again, and Lei Xiu didn't want to give Yan Guitu a chance to breathe, and the second wave of rolling thunder fell immediately.

Yan Guitu narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his head and let out a breath of sword aura, his sword aura instantly counteracted the power of the sky thunder on the opposite side, and then Yan Guitu pulled the flagpole, and the dragon flag unexpectedly brought out an illusory sword shadow, It seems that what he holds in his palm is not a flagpole, but an unstoppable peerless sword.

The rest of the people raised the body-protecting qi one after another, and when the sword qi rolled up by Yan Guitu's flagpole collided with the body-protecting qi, fierce flames splattered.

In the next second, four invisible sword qi rolled towards the dizzying four people respectively. These powerful Nascent Soul stage powers were beaten by Yan Guitu, only to hear four slaps, slaps, slaps, All four spit out blood and flew backwards.

"Accepted." Yan Guitu cupped his hands with a smile, and jumped to the top of the tower. After looking around, he firmly inserted the dragon flag in his hand on one of the vacant seats.

The majestic dragon flag was fluttering in the wind, surrounding Yan Guitu, as if signaling something in the dark.

Under the stage, Zhao Xuyang heard what the fairy soul in his ring said, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

Finally, the first one was found.