Turns out I'm the protagonist's golden finger

After watching Shen Chi's Jiangzhao in the arena, he lost interest, and An Mi also found that his soul was no longer in the dojo, so he said, "Master Dao, I haven't been to Yunyan Peak yet, why don't we go for a walk?" ?Maybe I can gather some of the immortal energy of the No. [-] Immortal Sect."

The inner door prohibits unrelated people from entering, but the outer door allows everyone to visit. Jiang Zhao thought about Shen Chi, Fang Lijian, who hacked and killed indiscriminately. I don't know if he was injured or not.

"Okay." Anyway, I can't get rid of this little tail, so I might as well go back with her early.When she finds out that he is boring, she will naturally stop looking for him.

An Mi was overjoyed, "Daoist Xin, you finally promised me something, let's go quickly! These disciples are not good-looking, they are too weak."

This girl, should I say that she is outspoken or indifferent?Jiang Zhao shook his head inwardly.

Because he lied to her before that he was practicing Gu, An Mi didn't dare to get too close to him, and didn't want to be too far away from him.On the way from the ashram to Yunyan Peak, the two of them were guarding against each other's approach, their figures fluctuated from distance to distance, and along the way, there was no moment when monks with a good relationship usually walked side by side.

The Taoist temple in Yunyan Peak is no different from the Purple Cloud Palace, it is the territory of the secular world, except for the decoration, it is more magnificent than the ordinary Taoist temple, and it is no different from the Taoist temple in the mortal world.

Today is a grand event, and most of the people who come here are cultivators. They come here to see Taoist ancestors, nine deities, and immortals. There are very few incense sticks in the four-story prayer incense candle pagoda.

An Mi took a stick of incense, did not enter the hall, but knelt on the futon outside and worshiped, and then threw the incense into the fire.

"Aren't you going in?" An Mi asked him.

At this time, everyone went to watch the game, and the Taoist temple was so clean that it seemed to be out of the secular world.

Jiang Zhao saw Ning Wei's statue from a distance, and thought to himself, this fairy gave him all the magic of his body, and he should burn incense for others.

"Enter."

Jiang Zhao walked in, and the bronze statue of Daozu was more majestic and taller than any bronze statue he had ever seen, and he was not even as big as the bronze statue's fingers.Looking up, it makes people feel small.

He walked in and bowed to the Taoist ancestor like all the monks.

Beside Daozu, there are nine gods and other immortals, all of human size, with fine clothing and textures.In front of the nine statues with different styles, Ning Wei's statue is a little unremarkable.

He is tall and tall, with a handsome appearance, but his eyes are not as proud of the world as the Jiuzun, but restrained, as if he is thinking about something.

"Elder Immortal, Jiang Zhao has no intention of invading your body and gaining your mana. I am really ashamed. It is even more embarrassing to thank you today. Rest assured, Jiang Zhao will never disgrace your reputation." Jiang Zhaoxin Thinking about it, he inserted a stick of incense into Ning Wei's incense burner, and worshiped devoutly.

"Friend Daoist Xin!" An Mi called him from outside.

"Here we come." Jiang Zhao raised his foot and stepped over the threshold.

"You really respect Immortal Ning Wei very much." An Mi tugged on two braids and said, "Did you know? Some people say that he has recently left the customs, but the people of Yunyan Sect don't want to disclose his news."

"Where did you hear it from?" The rumors will never arise for no reason. Jiang Zhao was indeed a little bold when he was not sure of his identity, but it wouldn't make it known to everyone, right?

"My brother told me."

A long question arose in Jiang Zhao's mind: "Who is your elder brother? Where is it?"

An Mi smiled and said: "He, he is a ghost, how do I know."

"Forget it then." Jiang Zhao knew that he couldn't get An Mi out of his words, so he walked towards the meditation room with his hands behind his back.

The bell suddenly rang.

"I'm going back to the meditation room to rest first."

An Mi sent him to the outside of the fence before reluctantly leaving, and Jiang Zhao who got rid of her paced into it.

The monk in blue was still there, Jiang Zhao was startled and didn't know how to greet him.

He didn't care about Jiang Zhao's slow pace, and took the initiative to say, "Dao is friendly."

"Okay..." Jiang Zhao didn't dare to look at him, but he couldn't go directly into the house, so he sat on a stone bench in the center of the courtyard.

"Dare to ask your friend's name?" The blue-clothed friar was also considered handsome, with a gentle smile on his lips, not like a difficult person to get along with.

"Xin Zhuo."

The blue-clothed monk didn't wait for Jiang Zhao to ask, and reported his family name: "Tiangang sect, Lin Huan."

Seeing the gossip pattern on his scabbard, Jiang Zhao groaned, and then became a little puzzled. Since this man has a sect, why would he be crowded with casual practitioners in the meditation room on Yunyan Peak instead of living with everyone in the inn at the foot of the mountain?

He didn't ask much, he didn't know him well.

"Friend Daoist Xin, do you understand formations?" Lin Huan had already finished the match and was preparing for the next match.

"I don't understand very well." Jiang Zhao saved everything he knew in the sea of ​​knowledge, and he couldn't get it out until a crisis.

"Then what should I do?" Lin Huan was distressed.

He regarded Jiang Zhao as someone who came back from the competition.Also, coming back so early, I don't feel depressed, most people would think so.

"The next game won't start until the day after tomorrow, so why worry so much?" Jiang Zhao said calmly.

Lin Huan sighed and said, "Friend Daoist Xin is different from me. If I can't enter the inner door, there will be no room for me."

Jiang Zhao didn't speak.

"It's always good to have one more person, fellow Taoist Xin Zhuo, would you like to go with me?" Lin Huan's invitation was very sincere, but Jiang Zhao wavered for a moment, thinking of Shen Chi again, he could only say: "I'm still here." We haven't finished the group arena, so let's talk."

"Ah? Oh." Lin Huan patted himself with the sword, then smiled, and said, "Look at me, I came to invite you without asking."

"It's okay."

The conversation became more and more cold, and Jiang Zhao went back to the house.

Thinking about Shen Chi, Jiang Zhao fidgeted in the house, cast a spell to close the door of the meditation room, and returned to the firewood house.

Chai's door was tightly closed, Jiang Zhao entered the courtyard, and just now he left in such a hurry that he forgot to close the door.

He looked helplessly at the rice paper that was flying all over the room, bent down and picked them up one by one and put them back to their original place.

Jiang Zhao couldn't help laughing when he remembered the way Shen Chi was drawing talismans, and sorted out the talismans he had drawn one by one.

"This is..." Jiang Zhao took out a piece of yellow paper on the table foot, and the paper instantly turned into a ball of flames.

"Ah!" Jiang Zhao let go quickly, and the fire went out after a while, leaving a little ashes behind.

Like a desperate thug, burn yourself and die with your enemies.

The index finger was burned by the fire and turned red.Jiang Zhao flexed his fingers, but it didn't hurt much, so he didn't worry about it.

Footsteps sounded in the courtyard, Jiang Zhao glanced back, it was indeed Shen Chi.

Seeing him, Shen Chi hurried in.

"Are you injured?" Jiang Zhao pulled him to sit beside him, wanting to check his pulse.

Shen Chi shook his head, avoiding his hand, not letting him touch it.

Jiang Zhao felt a pain in his finger like an electric shock, and then he thought of the injury on his index finger, and covered his hands.

"Next game, I'll be with you, okay?" Jiang Zhao made up his mind, if he wanted to, he would team up with him, if he didn't want to, he would secretly help.

Shen Chi really refused.

Jiang Zhao didn't say much, but asked, "How did you learn from the "Koran Sutra"?" That book not only taught people how to practice Qi, but also the secrets of breathing exercises that transition from Qi training to foundation building.

"Something I don't understand." Shen Chi took out the book, and the circle drawn with the ink brush was of course Jiang Zhao's notes, while the one annotated in tiny characters was Shen Chi.

"You read so fast?" Jiang Zhao underestimated his self-study ability. As a human being in two lifetimes, of course he has a better understanding of Taoism, but he still doesn't understand some things.

Jiang Zhao's ability to translate classical Chinese is good, and with the storage of the original owner's sea of ​​consciousness, he actually explained that difficult point very well.

"I'll help you transcribe what I said, and put it in the middle." Jiang Zhao dipped in the ink and wrote, and in a short while, it was densely written on a white rice paper.

Jiang Zhao's handwriting became rounder and rounder, and it didn't look like it was written by one person.

Shen Chi read it three times, carefully folded it into three sections, and in order not to damage the words, he took it apart and read it again.

"It's late, I have to go back."

go back?Stone house or somewhere else?

Shen Chi didn't ask him explicitly, and sent him to the door.

Sure enough, he knew during the competition that the master must be there.

Jiang Zhao returned to the meditation room and saw An Mi and Lin Huan chatting happily in the courtyard.

"Friend Daoist Xin!" Lin Huan called him happily: "This Miss An knows how to form a formation, let's go together as a three, and take care of each other to pass the level better."

Jiang Zhao thought that Shen Chi would have guessed that he was among the disciples selected this time for the sentence he asked just now. If he was always so alone and offered to help for no reason, Shen Chi would definitely know it was him, so why not go with a few people? Team up and hide yourself.

"it is good."

Seeing Jiang Zhao being so straightforward, An Mi asked a little strangely: "Where did you go just now?"

"Meet a friend." Jiang Zhao summed it up briefly.

"Don't worry about these, first you have to let the two win tomorrow's competition. I heard that this time the Vulture Sect, the Xuefeng Sect, the Linfeng Sect, and the Tiangang Sect where I belong, all have Foundation Establishment monks and even Jindan monks participating. bit, be more careful."

Seeing Lin Huan's serious and worried face, Jiang Zhao didn't know how to tell him that he had entered the country and became a fairy, so he could only nod his head and said perfunctorily, "I will definitely not take it lightly."

"Me too!" An Mi said, patting her chest.

On the second day, Lin Huan specially came to wake Jiang Zhao up, and told him uneasily that both he and An Mi were unlucky, and both had Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Jiang Zhaoqiang pretended to be distressed, and Lin Huan comforted him, "It's okay even if you lose, in Xiujie, you will lose if you leapfrog the challenge."

Seeing Jiang Zhao's frowning, Lin Huan began to worry again, who made his two little friends have bad luck, and he won't be the only one left, right?

Anmi's game number is the 120th and fifth.As a team member with her, Lin Huanjiang came to the dojo early.

Lin Huan was very nervous, Jiang Zhao only cared about An Mi's strength.This girl has a demonic aura on her body, but it is not strong, and she also has a mysterious elder brother.With the lesson of Sanda, the Seven Virtues, he dare not underestimate An Mi.

In the dojo, the two yellow-clothed monks besieged An Mi, and one of them was not clean.Jiang Zhao and Lin Huan felt uncomfortable.

"Is this from Linfeng Sect?" Someone behind Jiang Zhao asked.

"He wears a jade crown and a black jade belt. He is a member of Linfeng Sect."

"It's too disgusting, who is that person?" A monk saw that the yellow-clothed monk on the field took advantage of An Mi to dodge, and even touched her waist, and couldn't help feeling disgusted: "The majestic Fenglin Sect, why are you like this?" Apprentice's appearance?"

Lin Huan was even more displeased, he had a good impression of An Mi yesterday, seeing the two monks on the stage, he almost wanted to rush up and beat them up.

An Mi opened the iron blade fan in the storage bag, swiped and knocked a monk into the air.

"Okay!" Everyone was extremely disgusted with these two monks, and this move was very pleasing to the hearts of the people, causing them to applaud again and again.

The teacher of Linfeng Sect was even more embarrassing, slapped the disciple who was dismissed from the stage, cursed and insulted the teacher and dragged him away.

An Mi and another yellow-clothed monk remained on the stage.

The monk's eyes were red, and he looked at An Mi obsessively.An Mi gripped the iron blade fan tightly, with a pleasant smile, knocked down the cultivator three times and five times, and scratched the word "prostitution, thief" heavily on his face.

When the incense burnt to the end, An Mi won.

Lin Huan couldn't contain his excitement. Jiang Zhao saw her wiping off the blood on the fan like a stream, and closing the fan with a smile on her face that didn't fade.

Several teachers of Linfeng Sect stepped forward to apologize to her, An Mi didn't make things difficult for them, and accepted it, and at the same time suggested coldly: "Kick these two out of the sect, such a heart, I don't think it's a solid heart .”

Jiang Zhao Lin Huan walked over, she changed her face again, and said to Jiang Zhao, "How about it, am I not weak?"

"Yes." Jiang Zhao couldn't deny that, judging from Cai Cai's moves and spells just now, it is not an exaggeration to say that An Mi is the best among his peers.

"Hey, it's up to you next time." Lin Huan patted him on the back. This gesture was an expression of encouragement. He had seen it a lot, but he didn't expect that one day he would bear it.

Jiang Zhao nodded stiffly.

Moving his eyes to the queue at Yunyan Peak, Shen Chi was actually there, and he was in the same row as Duan Yunxuan, Zhu Yi, and Xiong Ze.

Xiong Ze, Duan Yunxuan and the others didn't deal with each other, they fought overtly and secretly, treating Shen Chi as air, and standing like this, there was actually a sense of harmony.

Shen Chi focused his eyes on the field, trying to find that person from every move.

As for Jiang Zhao, it won't be so easy for him to find out.