Brother Gao Leng's personality cannot be collapsed

That night, Jiang Yunwei used a thousand-mile talisman and hurried back to Shangqingmen to inform the sect about it.

"I have sent someone to thoroughly investigate this matter, and ordered the elders of the peaks to close the sect, and will never tolerate the incident from happening last time." Jiang Nanyue leaned on the chair, her purple clothes sat on the ground, her demeanor was as cold as a cold moon, ?He looks very tired, looks gorgeous but fragile.

Jiang Yunwei had never seen Jiang Nanyue showing such weakness in front of others before. He was taken aback, but seeing that the other party's tone was still as cold and arrogant as before, so he didn't pay much attention. He asked, "Father, if the monk Self-destructed golden core, can it be reshaped again?"

Jiang Nanyue thought for a moment, then said lightly: "Once the golden elixir is destroyed, it is difficult to restore it, but if it is nourished by the elixir for a long time, it is not impossible..."

"That means that there is a possibility of reshaping." Hearing this, Jiang Yun's eyes moved slightly. He remembered the self who was controlled by others? He could only obey orders and kill wildly, and he couldn't help clenching his fists.

If the Gu worm can't break it, then he can only...

"Yes, but you also need to know that the possibility is very small, don't take chances, do you know?" Jiang Nanyue said in a loud voice.

Jiang Yun hesitated for a moment, thinking about it for a moment, finally made up his mind, and nodded.

That day he went to the Zongjuan Pavilion and brought back the files related to the remodeling of the golden elixir to the Drunken Bamboo Residence. There were tens of thousands of files, and he hoped to find a way out of them, but after searching for a long time, there was still no result.

Jiang Yunwei put his chin in his hands and read the file carefully. Suddenly, the fragrance of flowers outside the window floated into the room.

Hearing that there was no movement in the room, the door was pushed open, and a tall and slender figure came to the table, and lightly touched the face of the person on the table with bare hands.

Jiang Yunwei was lying beside the table and couch. There were various books piled up on the table. Two or three books fell and hit his shoulders, almost drowning him.

Gu Yixuan gently removed the book on his body, looked at the delicate side face of Ruoyu, his phoenix eyes curved, then he picked it up horizontally, and strode into the inner room.

The veil flew across the head of the bed. Jiang Yunwei's skeleton was much smaller than his, with a slender body and a waist so thin that one arm could wrap it around. Gu Yixuan leaned forward and put him lightly on the bed.

Gu Yixuan put his arms on both sides of his head, lingering on his face. He lowered his head and tapped the lips of the person under him. Their noses touched and their breaths intertwined.

Not seeing each other for two years, he didn't know how many times he suppressed crazy thoughts. That person's indifferent words and alienated attitude kept stimulating his nerves. He half embraced that person in his arms, felt the warmth of his body, and the desire in his heart gradually calm.

Seeing the scene of the two relying on each other, Gui Shea was startled. Before Gu Yixuan asked him how to get closer to Jiang Yunwei, he casually persuaded him, "Your Majesty, you need to get in touch with him more, and don't hold the devil's hand all day long." Put on airs, so as not to scare people away, be gentle and considerate, and it's best to be coquettish from time to time, so that he can't refuse, and as time goes by, naturally he can't do without His Majesty."

After hearing this, Gu Yixuan nodded thoughtfully. He thought that the matter was over, but he didn't expect Gu Yixuan to go straight into the room and throw him on the bed.

He just said to get in touch more, but he didn't expect to be understood to this extent. Ghost Sheath shook his head, remained silent, and retracted into the box, pretending that he didn't see anything.

Gu Yixuan took him halfway into his arms, stared at his eyebrows for a long time, and did not do anything else.

When Jiang Yunwei woke up, some hours later, Jiang Yunwei found himself lying on the bed inexplicably, and there was cooked food on the table beside him, which was still warm.

No need to ask, Jiang Yunwei also knows who did it.

In the next few days, Gu Yixuan would visit him every day, and he was very attentive. Jiang Yunwei once closed the door, but seeing his aggrieved face, he couldn't help himself, so the other party became more and more aggressive, and just stayed in his room. up.

Two more days passed like this, and it was the day of the Zongmen Grand Competition.

The Zongmen Grand Competition is held every ten years, and the four major sects take turns to hold it.

The Grand Competition has restrictions on the age of monks. Many sects took this opportunity to show their prestige and strength, and some unknown monks took this opportunity to become famous all over the world.

The last time Jiang Yunwei won the leader, he became famous in one battle.

But this time he did not participate in the competition due to the Jingmo Hall, so the elders handed over the opening competition of the sect competition to him.On the martial field, a man in a white gown with a white moon is holding a spirit sword. His brows are cold and imposing, and his hairband is blowing with the breeze behind him.

"It's actually the peak of Nascent Soul, this young master of the Shangqing sect is always unexpected."

"Master Nianheng's words are reasonable. This person is extremely talented. If he becomes possessed by a demon and has another murderous intention, wouldn't it be a disaster for the cultivation world?"

"No matter how good the talent is, so what? Senior Sister Su is such a good person, she died under his sword for nothing...he is a murderer."

...

Everyone in the audience discussed endlessly, most of them were ridiculed and repelled, but Jiang Yunwei pretended to be calm and ignored these discussions.

The elder opened his mouth and announced the rules of the big competition. Each group of 20 disciples will fight three games each. If two rounds of the three games are won, but if they can win the opening competition, they will be directly promoted.

Considering Jiang Yunwei's cultivation base, set restrictions on him, if a monk below the Nascent Soul stage can catch ten moves from him, he will be considered a winner.

As soon as these words fell, everyone in the audience was silent for a moment, even if their cultivation was suppressed, but Jiang Yunwei was not someone who could be easily defeated, but a few monks jumped onto the field out of luck.

The comers were aggressive, and there were many monks in the Nascent Soul stage among them, which showed the intensity of the battle. However, these people were defeated within five moves.

The speed was so fast that everyone was amazed.

These monks who played all fought with them with all their strength, and finally exhausted their spiritual power and were out of breath. However, after several battles with Jiang Yunwei, his breath was not disturbed.

Half an hour later, there was still no winner, and no one in the audience wanted to fight against him. Seeing this, Mu Fengtian was about to announce the result when a handsome monk in blue jumped onto the jade platform and said in a concerned tone: "Yun Wei, Long time no see."

As soon as this person came, everyone in the audience cheered endlessly.

"I didn't expect that Mo Yunxiao would also come to participate in the Zongmen Grand Competition. This time the leader is probably none other than him."

"I think so too. Is there any disciple who can beat Senior Brother Mo?"

...

"It's you..." Jiang Yunwei was a little shocked when he saw the person coming.

"I came to Shangqingmen to look for you, but you have already retreated..." Mo Yunxiao smiled helplessly.

"Stop talking nonsense, swords have no eyes, you and I will have a showdown." Jiang Yunwei was so frightened by the nasty words that his skin got goosebumps, he interrupted coldly.

Mo Yunxiao was different from others, Jiang Yunwei didn't suppress his cultivation this time, the sword energy was condensed from his side, ready to go off at the touch of a finger, every step of his footsteps was like a broken bamboo.

"If that's the case, then it's really offending." Mo Yunxiao clasped his fists and said.

Both of them are leaders in the cultivation world, this battle was so wonderful that everyone in the audience didn't blink their eyes, for fear of missing something.

Jiang Yunwei slightly beat Mo Yunxiao in cultivation, and his swordsmanship attainments were even better than those of his peers, but within an hour, the outcome of the two had a clue.

Mo Yunxiao was pushed back to the edge of the arena, and his eyes darkened. If he lost under the noses of so many people, it would lose his face if it spread.

Thinking of this, Mo Yunxiao withdrew his spiritual power when he hit out of the field.

Jiang Yunwei saw that he withdrew his spiritual power and thought he was going to admit defeat, so he weakened the attack in his hands a little bit. However, when Mo Yunxiao saw this, a few calculations flashed in his eyes, and when the sword energy ejected him, he struck out the hidden weapon in his sleeve.

Jiang Yunwei was shot in the back of his hand, and the blade of his sword was bounced off, then Mo Yunxiao suddenly appeared in front of him and knocked him off the field with a punch.

Being hit in the chest, Jiang Yunwei bled from the corner of his mouth, and fell down the stage. Fortunately, Gu Yixuan caught him in time, and he managed to stabilize himself.

Gu Yixuan put his arms around his shoulders, seeing his distressed expression, his heart darkened, he stared fiercely at the people on the stage, murderous, just about to make a move, but Jiang Yunwei grabbed his sleeve in advance, he said silently: "Don't go. "

Gu Yixuan: "..."

"Anyway, he is the only disciple under Lin Yan's seat, and his methods are so inferior." Mu Fengtian thought to himself, but even so, he couldn't speak out in public, so he had to suffer the loss of being dumb.

"This competition is a disciple of the Supreme Immortal Palace, Mo Yun Xiao wins." Mu Feng announced.

As soon as the words fell, everyone in the audience cheered. Hearing these beautiful words, Mo Yunxiao secretly rejoiced in his heart. He jumped off the stage, walked towards Jiang Yunwei, and said with concern: "Yunwei, it's my fault. I accidentally hurt you."

Jiang Yunwei was extremely disdainful of his tricks, slapped his palm away, and left the court alone.

Gu Yixuan originally wanted to go back with him, but Jiang Yunwei didn't let him come because he still had a competition.

Fortunately, he was not seriously injured. Jiang Yun recovered after half an hour of cultivation.

He stayed in the house for a while, at this time today's competition was over, he really had nothing to do, so he wandered around in the sect and overheard the disciples discussing in private.

"That cultivator today is really powerful. He actually defeated the Nascent Soul Stage with his Golden Core Stage cultivation base. I really can't tell he is an outsider disciple."

"Except for Mo Yunxiao, no one else is so powerful..."

...

Jiang Yunwei passed by the courtyard and heard these discussions. He couldn't help sighing. It is not easy to beat a high-level monk even if the opponent's cultivation base is restricted. I wonder which outer disciple is so powerful?

Jiang Yun thought for a while, just stepped up two steps, and met Ye Feng'er, she was holding a red knot in her hand, and she was very surprised to see him.

"Junior Sister Ye, what a coincidence, why are you here?" Jiang Yunwei asked, since the incident with the Nightmare last time, Ye Feng'er has taken the initiative to talk to him, she is one of the few people in the sect who is not afraid of him.

"Today is the begging festival in the mortal world. Some monks will present the married marriage knots to those who intend to become Taoist couples. The scenery here is very beautiful, so everyone will come here." Speaking, Ye Fenger will weave beautiful red Jiekou took it out and said with a smile, "Young Sect Master, don't misunderstand, I gave this for a senior sister in the sect."

"Senior sisters often tell me that the person you like should take the initiative. If you miss it, it would be a pity." Ye Feng'er said slowly about this matter, and finally looked at the cold face of the person in front of her, her face was slightly red.

"Missed..." Jiang Yunwei lowered his eyes, his expression was rarely lonely.

Seeing Jiang Yunwei's absent-minded look, as if deep in thought, Ye Feng'er asked curiously: "Young Sect Master is someone who has a heart?"

"Ah??" Jiang Yun was stunned when he heard it, and then explained in a panic: "No...no, how can I have someone I like."

Ye Feng'er didn't expect him to react so strongly, and she looked puzzled.

"Speaking of which, I still have something to do, so I left first." Jiang Yunwei didn't want to get entangled in this matter, so he found an excuse and left in a huff.

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