The heroine, she has a bond with her sister

The Immortal Gate Conference is crowded with people. This is a five-year grand meeting in the cultivation world. As long as there is a little famous sect, all come to the meeting.Even Guiyuan Building sent several representatives to come.

A huge awning was erected on the stands to block the glare of the sun, so that people in the stands could clearly see the situation on the field.Surrounding the arena are one hundred preparation rooms. Participants enter the corresponding preparation rooms according to groups and wait for the referee to draw lots.

The person in charge of the lottery is the deputy hall master of Jinghuatang, but no one has to worry about whether this will be unfair to other sects, because under the watchful eyes of everyone, no matter how he wants to do small tricks, he can't do it.

Now all the contestants have entered the preparation room, where forbidden spirit talismans are prepared to prevent these contestants from fighting in private.

Mu Yinfeng was sitting beside Huixue. Others saw that she was meditating with her eyes closed, but no one knew that she had observed the other ten people in the preparation room from head to toe.

The two girls sitting in the first row - one is Ruo Lian, the daughter of the head of Tianyun Sect, who is known as the pride of cultivation; One's own power blocks the flow and cuts off the water, so the name of cutting off the water is widely spread in the cultivation world.Lan Xin and Ruo Lian have a good personal relationship. Although they are surprised to meet each other on the court, they talk very harmoniously with each other.

There are three people sitting in the second row, and the strength of these three people should not be underestimated. One is Xiyan, who was born in Guiyuanlou. Words are enough to represent her strength; the one in the middle is an unsmiling young man in a black robe, with a few patches on the black robe, from a small sect that is not very famous, but judging from the intensity of the spiritual power in his body, it is not in the fine smoke. the other one looks like a little girl, who looks only seven or eight years old, and judging from the names on the list, she seems to be called Zhi Ling.

Two of the other three people have met them before, one is Jinghuatang Xirui, and the other is Mingxin Sect Mingziyou, Xirui was still sitting in her original position, and she moved as soon as she saw her coming in. You are as far away from Ming Ziyou as you are from Ming Ziyou.In the end, a girl in red was covered with a red veil, looking like a red cloud from a distance, standing alone by the window, looking at the now empty competition arena.

"Master, who do you think is the most worrying?" Mu Yinfeng asked softly.

"You." Hui Xue replied unabashedly.

Hui Xue stared at Mu Yinfeng and sighed softly. The girl next to her was the one who caused troubles in the world in her previous life. If it wasn't for this girl, she wouldn't have died in the Snow White Tower.Thinking of this, Hui Xue felt a chill in her heart.

Light blue almost transparent ice thorns protruded from her palm, but her hand stopped for a moment, the ice thorns slowly melted, and the ice water drenched Xue Lingyi and stuck to her skin.Back to the snow is a bit cold.

She is a daughter born from ice and snow, and rarely feels cold.How could this time...

"Why?" She heard Mu Yinfeng ask.

"because……"

"I can't do anything, I can't do anything well." The girl said in a low voice, "Elder Sister, will this time - I won't be able to continue the cruise?"

Although a few disciples selected by each sect to participate in the team competition at the Xianmen Conference, if they really didn't even pass the first round, they would be automatically filtered out by unwritten rules.Even if she is in the group of death.After all, it has always been recognized in the comprehension world that luck is also a part of strength.

Just now, Mu Yinfeng thought about what she could show to others at the Fairy Gate Conference. Firstly, the blood vine was excluded, and secondly, she could not easily use Duanqing, because it was not her feelings for Huixue that were cut off. , but all her things that can be called affection, but in the end she didn't even have basic empathy.Such things are still left to the evil creature in Qinglan Mountain.

"No." Hui Xue said softly, for some reason, a strange feeling for this murderous enemy arose in her heart, it was completely subconscious, she comforted Mu Yinfeng, "Yinfeng, you are already fine."

Is it good?Hui Xue couldn't tell what was good about Mu Yinfeng, she just subjectively felt that Mu Yinfeng was indeed very strong.Even if he didn't go through the long retreat and practice manipulation of various forbidden techniques, Mu Yinfeng's current cultivation base is not low.

For some reason, although she couldn't remember when she fought side by side with Mu Yinfeng, but every time she wanted to recall these things, there was always a faint phantom in front of her eyes, the girl in black was standing with a sword, like a broken bamboo , unstoppable; or the blood vines are flying, magnificent and gorgeous, reflecting the girl's charming face with all kinds of charms, making her heart tremble for no reason.

"Elder Sister?" Mu Yinfeng gathered her slender hands into fists when she heard this, and when she sealed the memory, she directly sealed the memory of Huixue after her rebirth and return.In her previous life, Hui Xue had never seen her make a move, and her abilities were top secret in Han Yougu, and even her existence was rarely known.

Hui Xue said so, could it be that there is something wrong with her memory seal?

"Although I haven't seen you make a move, you are definitely not bad. Even here, you can deal with it." Hui Xuewen said, her eyes swept over these people, and finally fell on the girl in red by the window. Wei Wei - frown.

Mu Yinfeng seldom saw Huixue like this, so he couldn't help asking: "Master, what's wrong?"

"That person... I seem to have seen it before." Huixue held her forehead slightly, as if trying to remember, but no matter what, she couldn't think of where she had seen the girl in red. He took out the list of groups, scanned it hastily, and read out a name, "Blood lotus?"

"That casual cultivator?" Mu Yinfeng was surprised.

Sometimes casual cultivators will also participate in the Xianmen Conference to prove their strength and fight for the opportunity to go to Guiyuan Building, but it is much harder for casual cultivators to break out of the siege than those with their own sects. There are few orthodox systems for casual cultivators Second, casual cultivators alone are no match for a sect-based group in the team competition.However, this does not mean that no loose cultivator has ever achieved this goal in the Xianmen Conference. The most famous one is Mu Yuanzi, her mother.

"The rogue cultivators who appeared in the Xianmen Conference - we must pay attention to them. Sometimes, compared with the mutual spying among the various sects to know each other, the rogue cultivators are more unpredictable."

After hearing Hui Xue's words, Mu Yinfeng nodded in agreement.Now as long as the disciples who join the sect have to go to Guiyuan Building to register and make a list, and Guiyuan Building has a rating list for these disciples, who is strong, what kind of skills they are good at, and even their accustomed fighting methods are all listed .And because of the erratic whereabouts of these casual cultivators, unless they are famous all over the world, there is no way to attack Guiyuanlou.

"I understand." Mu Yinfeng nodded in agreement.What Hui Xue said was right, although most casual cultivators are difficult to become masters, but the top casual cultivators are not inferior to monks from orthodox sects, and even higher.

Although Mu Yuanzi's existence has now become a legend, her performance in the Xianmen Conference is still widely circulated in the cultivation world.At the beginning, Mu Yuanzi had already mastered the control of Mu Linggen to the extreme. At that time, he would complain a few words when he was defeated by other loose cultivators, but against Mu Yuanzi, no matter who lost, he would be convinced.

"This is the cultivator of the Fire Spiritual Root." Mu Yinfeng released his mental power, and scanned the girl named Xuelian's spiritual power up and down again.

She passed the results of her observations to Huixue's sea of ​​consciousness through her mental power: "Fire spirit root, on the surface, yin and yang are divided into fours and sixes. But..."

"But what?"

"She has a divine weapon." Mu Yinfeng was a little shocked when she detected this result, but she was too familiar with the breath of the divine weapon to admit it wrong, "The divine weapon blocked her breath, so the four or six points I saw were not necessarily It's her true physique."

This yin-yang ratio is determined based on the spiritual flow that surrounds the body of the cultivator in a peaceful state. Although the spiritual weapons worn by the cultivator can interfere with detection, the difference between innate and acquired can be seen at a glance. Come out, but wearing a divine weapon is different. The reason why the divine weapon is called a divine weapon is not without reason.

"Where is the artifact?"

"It seems to be the red lotus hairpin on her head." Mu Yinfeng's eyes fell on the red lotus hairpin, and she tried to spy on it, but immediately put it back, her forehead was covered with cold sweat .

"what happened?"

"Sure enough. The artifact is there, and I can't even detect it with my mental strength." Just now—in an instant, Mu Yinfeng felt that her consciousness was about to be shattered. , "I feel something is a little strange."

"The red lotus is the Binghuo artifact, right?" Hui Xue pointed out, "The red lotus was born in the Eight Cold Hells, so it really doesn't fit well to cast it into the Binghuo artifact."

Mu Yinfeng nodded, like a soul-merging, what is the purpose of casting the Binghuo artifact with this shape that can become the ultimate Dinghuo?

But they didn't have time to think too much, they only heard three bells, and accompanied by applause and cheers like a wave, the fairy gate meeting began.

The vice-master of Jinghuatang landed in the center of the competition stage, stretched out his hand, and a ball of light flew towards him.He showed the ball of light to the contestants in the surrounding preparation room and the people in the stands, and then slowly injected spiritual power into the ball of light. Several huge characters spread out from the ball of light, representing the grouping of this competition.

Qishisi.

"No way? Back like this?" Lan Xin in the preparation room exclaimed, "We're the ones coming up?"

Most of the people in the preparation room turned serious, and the only ones who remained unchanged were Hui Xue, Ming Ziyou, Ruo Lian and the girl by the window.

"Maybe." Ruo Lian said.

"What is the possibility? Isn't this us?" Lan Xin stood up, "What the hell is Jinghuatang going to do? This is simply..."

"Jinghuatang doesn't want to either." Xirui weakly defended—she thought that her status as the daughter of the hall master could get some advantage in the group, so she didn't go to see it when she was listed, she didn't expect Today—ask, but I appear in this group of death.She felt as if she had knocked over the seasoning bottle in her heart now, with mixed flavors, not taste.

At this time, the opponents have been announced.

Number three and number nine.

Seeing this number, Mu Yinfeng was stunned, only to see Huixue standing beside him, and the one standing up immediately was the mysterious boy in black robe.The two walked to the center of the arena, and two names were impressively written on the list floating above.

Huixue: including Yougu; Points: [-].

Wei Han: Guangming Peak; points: [-].

The initial points are all [-]. If you lose in the first round, [-] points will be deducted, and the opponent will add [-] points accordingly. When the points are exhausted, you will end automatically. This is relatively mild.What's left is to lose a game and directly give all points to the opponent. If they lose the second time, they can only be eliminated in a cruel game.

The deputy hall master ordered a few words similar to "friendship first, competition second", and quickly backed away to let each other announce their names.He had seen Huixue at the last Immortal Gate Conference, so he naturally knew Huixue's horror. In order to avoid affecting himself, he resolutely rose into the air.

"Han Yougu back—"

Wei Han hadn't waited for Huixue to finish reporting his name, so he decisively chose to admit defeat, only to see the scoreboard above - flashing, and Wei Han's number changed to ninety.

There was a burst of boos from far away on the field, but Wei Han didn't blush, turned back to the preparation room, just noticed Mu Yinfeng's astonished gaze, and smiled happily: "Stop the loss in time, I don't want to Dare to confront your big sister."

At this time, Hui Xue also turned back to the preparation room, still expressionless, as if the other party's surrender this time was completely expected by her.

The vice-master of Jinghua Hall hid for a while, landed on the ground again, and summoned a ball of light just like before. After the ball of light scattered into groups this time, the exclamation on the field was deafening.

"No way? Why are we still here? What is Jinghuatang going to do?!" Xirui was so angry that she stood up all of a sudden and was about to run out. At this time, the young man blocked the door with a sword and refused to let her go out.

"Don't get in my way, I'll ask my father for clarification!" Xirui said angrily.

Ming Ziyou stared at Xirui: "If you leave the preparation room without authorization, it is equivalent to abstention."

"you!"

Xirui sat back angrily, and added: "You don't need to teach me how to behave!"

Ming Ziyou turned around and sat back in her original position, still remaining silent.

This time it is number - and number eight.

Lan Xin and Zhi Ling who looked like a little girl stood up, walked to the stage, and saluted each other.Their eyes were burning with fierce fighting intent.

Seeing that there would be no possibility of abstaining without starting the fight this time, the deputy hall master said - let's start.

"Sister Lanxin, please be merciful." Zhi Ling chuckled softly, pretending to be scared, "I'm so young, sister Lanxin won't be cruel to me, right?"

"Of course not." Lan held the piano in her arms, blinked her eyes, "You are so young, how could I show mercy?"

As she spoke, she waved her wide sleeves, put down the Yuqin Luanyu in her arms, turned her wrists, her fingers fluttered up and down, and the lingling piano sound flowed out.

"Jade girl Qinxin?" Ruo Lian's voice was a bit astonished, she didn't lower her voice, and everyone in the preparation room could hear it clearly, "I didn't expect you to have practiced to such a degree now, how many surprises do you have? "

"Jade Girl Qinxin?" Mu Yinfeng glanced at Xue.

Hui Xue's brows seemed to be frowning, and she was faintly worried. He only came back to his senses when he heard Mu Yinfeng's voice.

"It's the secret method of the Shuihuamen. People who practice this way must be born as a jade girl, otherwise the skills will be useless. If they don't - heart to the way, very few people will choose this way of practice." Hui Xue He explained, "But what I'm looking at is not Lan Xin, but the child named Zhi Ling."

"See what she does?"

"Don't you think she looks like a-person?"

Mu Yinfeng thought for a while: "Uncle Ruoying?"

It is obviously impossible for this girl to be only seven or eight years old, and this is obviously blessed by the beauty-retaining technique.This kind of childlike face is indeed very similar to Ruoying.

Hui Xue nodded: "It's Master Ruoying. And Yinfeng, pay attention to the color of her eyes."

Mu Yinfeng looked at Zhi Ling, and was slightly startled: "Colorful? Linglong mind?"

"She is not simple."

Mu Yinfeng was silent. She was still thinking about whether to use the Linglong Mind Method to directly spy on Zhi Ling's past, looking for the intersection of Zhi Ling and Ruoying, but since Zhi Ling is also a practitioner of the Linglong Mind Method, what is her plan? It just fell through.

The situation on the field was changing rapidly. Although Zhi Ling begged for mercy, she didn't see any weakness in her attack. She saw pieces of talisman paper swaying down from her palm and blasting towards Lan Xin without reservation.

"She's Fuxiu." Mu Yinfeng said in a loud voice, "If Fuxiu said, Lan Xin should be able to restrain her right?"

Lexiu generally have one thing in common, that is, casting spells through instrumental music can mostly form an enchantment, and the talisman paper cannot be attacked, but will be bounced back to cause danger to the talisman itself.

Hui Xue shook her head: "Yin Feng, look carefully, she is not Fu Xiu."

"Why not?"

"The time is too short." Hui Xue pondered, "At the Xianmen Conference, you can't bring a drawn talisman to the stage, because no one can enter the preparation room with a drawn talisman. Therefore, these are all her exercises part."

"How do you say that?"

Hui Xue looked at Mu Yinfeng's eagerness for knowledge and smiled slightly. She habitually reached out and raised her hand to the height of Mu Yinfeng's forehead, but she was a little confused for a moment. What was she raising her hand for?

She had no choice but to withdraw her hand, slowly raised her eyes to look at Mu Yinfeng, and explained dryly: "Normal talisman cultivators need to prepare at least dozens of talisman papers when they go out. If this kind of exercise is so easy, which talisman cultivator would still use it?" Working hard with the talisman?"

This is...

"This technique has been lost for many years, I never thought I could see it again." Hui Xue said in a low voice. At this time, there was a burst of flames on the field, followed by an explosion that shook the heavens and earth.When the flames faded away, I saw that Lan Xin had been blown off the stage, leaving a big hole on the field, filled with soot and dust.

Lan Xin slowly got up from the ground. She had already set up the enchantment, but she didn't expect that the enchantment she was most proud of was broken by these seemingly inconspicuous talisman papers.

How can this be? !

"Did I win?" Zhi Ling looked at the referee with an innocent smile on her face.

But she didn't need to ask, the point meter suspended in the air had already told her everything.

The two returned to the preparation room, Ruo Lian stepped forward to comfort Lan Xin, Zhi Ling sat next to Mu Yinfeng, wanting to talk to Mu Yinfeng familiarly.

But before she could make a sound, Chuying who was beside her jumped over, grinning her teeth and growling in a low voice.

"What a vicious cat!" Zhi Ling withdrew her hand hastily, "Is my sister the female cultivator from Hanyougu who has Yuanyin physique?"

Mu Yinfeng nodded without knowing what he meant.

"Then sister - must be very powerful?" Zhi Ling covered her mouth and exclaimed.

This guy...why is he pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger to everyone?

Mu Yinfeng thought, shook his head, and smiled: "This is my senior sister, my senior sister is the best, I am nothing."

When Hui Xue heard Mu Yinfeng mentioning her, she felt faint joy in her heart, but seeing the way Zhi Ling was talking with Mu Yinfeng, this joy was diluted.

"Yinfeng, what are you talking about?" Huixue asked unhappily.

Zhi Ling laughed again and said, "Sister Huixue, I'm talking to Sister Yinfeng. Do you want to avoid Sister Huixue, otherwise Sister Yinfeng may not dare to speak."

"Master, I didn't..."

"She is from Hanyougu." Huixue's voice was cold. Although spiritual power was banned here, the temperature in the preparation room still dropped a lot. "What reason do you have for letting her leave my side?"

"Just to say, why is Sister Huixue angry?" Seeing that the situation is not good, Zhi Ling said with a smile, "Since Sister Huixue is like this, I will go to the inn tonight to find Sister Yinfeng, can Sister Yinfeng tell me Room number?"

"She lives with me, do you still want to go?" Hui Xue stretched out her hand to stop Mu Yinfeng.

"Well..." Zhi Ling pointed her two index fingers together, her voice aggrieved, "Sister Yinfeng, Sister Huixue is so fierce, she scared people..."

"Elder Sister?" Mu Yinfeng looked at Huixue, the astonishment in her heart was no less than that of Zhiling.

Huixue's memory has been sealed, why does Huixue still care about her so much?Shouldn't Hui Xue's attitude towards her now be laissez-faire?

Is it... is it...

Mu Yinfeng blushed slightly, not daring to think about it.

Butterfly God and Blood Vine were both silent, as if they had fallen asleep, and no one offered any constructive suggestions.

At this time, the third game has already started, but fortunately this time it is no longer their group.The two monks who appeared on the stage—one attribute is gold, the other is wood, and the tendency of mutual restraint is quite obvious, so the metal monk won the victory without any effort.

Soon came the fourth game, the number - appeared, and the entire group of 74 fell into an eerie silence.

Why are they again! ! !

The runes numbered four and six lighted up at the same time, and Mu Yinfeng's expression was a little strange.

No. [-] is—the red-clothed girl Loose Cultivator standing by the window. She just saw her sign light up, and went directly to the competition arena, not paying attention to who her opponent was.

What are you wearing?Mu Yinfeng gave that casual cultivator a supercilious look.

She stood up, not to be outdone, and planned to follow.But when she stood up, she felt her sleeves being pulled down.

"Go, Yinfeng." Huixue said softly, not forgetting to add, "Do as you can."

For some reason, deep worry suddenly surged in Hui Xue's heart.

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