Cannon fodder, Shizun, he doesn't want to [pass through the book]

"Li Chunhan, the closed disciple of the ancestor of the Tianyin Sect." Yue Shenshui's icy voice came, and Jiang Huaiyu looked sideways. Yue Shenshui had already removed the silk, and was watching the young man on the platform.

"The first time I saw him was 30 years ago. When Xie Mian met him, it was considered a strong enemy."

"Brother Sovereign Master, what did you take?" Fu Wuxiang sat up straight from the chair by the boy who stood behind him and stretched out his hand, closed the folding fan, and said with a smile, "Didn't you agree to try the effect for half a year."

The more sinking the water, the more expressionless he hummed, and put on the silk silk again.

On the floating platform, Li Chunhan stared at Xie Mian on the opposite side of the platform with his light eyes.

Xie Mian's hair was dyed with golden light in the setting sun, and the silver-white flying crane dark lines stained with blood dripping on the sleeves were soaked in the setting sun, revealing a bit of coldness.

He has watched Xie Mian's previous rounds of competition with others. This person's shots are precise, which is different from other swordsmen. He doesn't care whether he will be injured or not. flaw.

He is a sword cultivator with a solid foundation and good strength.

A combination of gentleness on the surface, ruthlessness and calmness.

If it was him ten years ago, facing Xie Mian would be really difficult.

When he looked at Xie Mian, Xie Mian was wearing his usual harmless smile, and he had already walked across to him with his sword, a few steps away from him, the tip of the sword was hanging on the ground.

"Xuan Wei Zong Xie Mian, please enlighten me."

"Li Chunhan of the Tianyin Sect." Li Chunhan hugged the qin, raised his fingers and plucked the strings between his arms, with a calm expression, "But I don't want to fight with you, I want to fight with your master."

He looked sideways at the mountain where Xuanweizong was located, and his eyes fell on Jiang Huaiyu, who was preparing to live broadcast the competition between Xie Mian and Li Chunhan, and bent over holding the piano.

"Master Jiang, Li Chunhan, the younger generation of Tianyinzong, please enlighten me."

The audience was in an uproar, and almost everyone looked at Jiang Huaiyu.

"Is this Tianyinzong Li Chunhan crazy? How dare you invite Jiang Zun who is in the War Transformation Stage?!"

Someone lowered his voice, "Although Venerable Jiang Jiang Huaiyu is a god-forming stage piled up with elixir, which is not worthy of the name, but it is not something that a junior can easily provoke. Usually, it is fine to say bad things, everyone said, it is difficult It's a gamble. But provocation? It's too much."

"Crazy, crazy, Li Chunhan."

"You're crazy. Do you know who Li Chunhan is? Li Chunhan is our uncle, the closed disciple of the ancestor of the Tianyin Sect!"

"never heard of that."

"Who are you scolding?! Uncle's cultivation base is definitely not low, so what about invitations to fight? And it is stipulated that you cannot invite battles?"

"Inviting to fight is indeed a little inappropriate, but there is no rule that you can't invite to fight. If you have the strength to invite to fight, it should be possible..."

"Don't be noisy. Peace is the most important thing. What's the point of being noisy? The original intention of the establishment of the five great competitions is to communicate and learn from each other, not to make noise."

"It makes sense, let's see what everyone in Baihua Valley said?"

Jiang Huaiyu attracted attention for a while, he didn't think about what he said earlier, and it became a prophecy.

"Sure enough, I want to fight Jiang Jiang. Jiang Jiang will close the live broadcast first, and then open it later."

Jiang Huaiyu put away the faceless villain in his heart, half-closed his eyes, and looked at Li Chunhan.

The more submerged the water was, he also untied the gauze silk, looked at Li Chunhan, and said lightly, "Prick the head."

The stabbing voice fell, and Fu Wuxiang, who was not upright, smiled even more. He lay down on the chair, fanned his folding fan, and looked sideways at Li Chunhan.The blood stains on the folding fan had disappeared at this time.

The crimson clothes were dragged to the ground, Jiang Huaiyu bent his fingers and propped them on his chin. He glanced at Li Chunhan's Xie Mian who was smiling softly, and half-closed his eyes to look at Li Chunhan for a moment.

"I have offended you?"

Li Chunhan straightened his back, "Of course not, this junior just wants to invite Venerable Jiang Zhan. I wonder if I have the qualifications?"

He hadn't finished speaking when the wind suddenly grew louder above the floating platform, rolling up his azure clothes.

Everyone in the audience felt the coercion of the middle stage of Nascent Soul slowly pushing away from Li Chunhan.

Li Chunhan is a middle-stage Nascent Soul.

Everyone gasped. Those who participated in the five competitions were all under the age of 35, and the middle-stage Nascent Soul within the range of 35. What kind of concept is this? !It's like you are still learning to walk, but others are already able to run.

"Are you qualified?" Jiang Huaiyu put down his hand resting on his chin, raised his finger and nodded Xie Mian, "little apprentice."

Xie Mian turned around and saluted with his sword. He lowered his eyelids, his long eyelashes covered his emotions, and with a gentle smile on his face, he called out, "Master."

After calling, Xie Mian turned to look at Li Chunhan, the smile disappeared, "Li Daoyou, please enlighten me. I also think that you are not my opponent, even I can't beat you. What qualifications do you have to invite my master?"

Everyone, "!!!"

Am I crazy, or is this world of cultivating immortals crazy!

The ranks of monks in the world of cultivating immortals are divided, from bottom to top are body training, Qi training, foundation building, fake pills, golden pills, Yuanying, Huashen, Fusion, and Mahayana (to the end of Mahayana, if you get a chance, you can ascend to immortality and become an immortal. .)

Each level is subdivided into sub-levels.

That's all for Li Chunhan of the Tianyin sect, in the mid-Yuanying period, he surpassed all the geniuses present, and leapfrogged to invite Jiang Huaiyu, the venerable Jiang.

Now there is another Xuanwei Zong Xie Mian, in the late stage of foundation establishment, three ranks behind the middle stage of Yuanying, three ranks higher, indicating that Li Chunhan is not his opponent?

Question marks are not enough to express everyone's current mood.

"This...the difference between the late stage of foundation establishment and the middle stage of Nascent Soul is not three levels. The gap between them is completely between the sky and the earth! This is not how you seek death."

"I take back what I said just now that Tianyinzong Li Chunhan is crazy, and Xie Mian is crazy."

"Brother Xie, you have been kidnapped, so just blink."

Everyone in Xuanweizong was dumbfounded, eager to rush up and ask Xie Mian if he had been kidnapped.

The more submerged he looked at Jiang Huaiyu, Fu Wuxiang sat up from the chair and looked at Jiang Huaiyu as well.

"I'm not threatening." Jiang Huaiyu was very innocent, and before the two of them asked, he immediately replied, "I just called my apprentice, he must really think that he can beat Li Chunhan, so he uttered wild words."

The more sinking the water: "..."

Fu Wuxiang: "..."

You are quick to explain and have learned to read eyes.

Looking at the two people facing each other on the floating platform, everyone has already started to bet how long Xie Mian can hold on to Li Chunhan's piano sound in the middle stage of Yuanying, not how many tricks, let alone how many tunes, but how many breaths.

It can be seen from this that the gap between the middle stage of Nascent Soul and the late stage of Foundation Establishment is a world of difference. Even a sword cultivator who leapfrogs the challenge cannot fill the gap.

Li Chunhan's expression remained unchanged, he raised his eyelids, and looked at Xie Mian, "What does Venerable Jiang mean, if he wins you, he is qualified to invite Venerable Jiang to fight?"

He paused, hooked the strings, "Well, okay, then I'll win you first, and then invite Zhan Jiang."

The strings are plucked, and the clear sound of the piano shuttles between the mountains, green and green, the weeds growing on the mountain walls are swept away by the invisible piano sound to the tenderest leaves, forming a green wave, controlled by the sound of the piano, and the momentum is straight to the suspension platform.

What everyone breathed in was the fragrance of weeds, which was cool and refreshing.

With this strength, if you match up, you will lie flat.

Xie Mian will definitely lose.

"Five great competitions, click until the end." Li Chunhan pressed the strings, "If you admit defeat now, there is still time. If you don't admit defeat, don't blame me for not reminding you if you get hurt. It will destroy the friendship between sects."

"Thank you Li Daoyou for reminding me, but I don't need it."

Xie Mian rolled his eyes and smiled, and everyone saw that his cultivation level had risen in an instant, so he was in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, but he was in the early stage of Golden Core.

Everyone: "!"

Xie Mian hid her cultivation.

In fact, it's normal to hide your cultivation, Li Chunhan also hides, the monks present basically hide a little bit, but they are not as exaggerated as Xie Mian and Li Chunhan, they hide most of their strength; those who don't hide, they all keep their own cards .

After all, the world of cultivating immortals is not as calm as it seems on the surface. They hide it for themselves, or keep cards for themselves, all in order to survive when they encounter danger.

"So that's how it is." The more sinking water was covered with gauze.

Although there is still a large gap between the early stage of Jindan and the middle stage of Yuanying, it is not too big and outrageous.But even so, it is difficult to beat Li Chunhan.

Although sword cultivators can leapfrog, the higher the level of cultivation, the lower the possibility of leapfrog challenges.

Because with the increase of the realm of cultivation, the gap between realms will continue to widen, and it is not static.

Jiang Huaiyu didn't know that Xie Mian's current cultivation was at the early stage of Golden Core, which was not mentioned in the original text, and he dragged out from his heart the imprisoned faceless villain.

"Jiang Jiang doesn't want to broadcast the live broadcast now. He came to watch the battle, and always feels that Hei Lianhua is uneasy and kind."

above the suspended platform.

"Early stage of Jindan?" Li Chunhan stared at Xie Mian, and let go of the pressed strings, "It's surprising that you have outstanding talent, but I still say that, you are no match."

The moment he let go of the strings, the billowing green waves lost control and rushed straight at Xie Mian. The cool killing intent contained in it made other mountain disciples who were close to him instantly hallucinate and buzzed in their ears.

It's better to plug your ears.

Being on the edge, just getting a little closer, this happens, and being affected, it is conceivable that on the floating platform, Xie Mian is in the center, facing what kind of terrifying killing intent.

In the center, the huge green wave rushed towards Xie Mian uncontrollably. When it was about to touch Xie Mian, the sword light pierced the sky, and the huge green wave was shattered and turned into nothing.

Xie Mian took a sword flower and put away the sword, "Is this what Li Daoyou is capable of?"

Li Chunhan's calm expression was shattered by the green waves, and when it turned into nothing, there were ups and downs. He raised his eyelids, "Of course it doesn't stop, I just sent you off just now."

After finishing speaking, Li Chunhan raised his fingers to press the strings, closed his eyes, and plucked the strings.

The sound of the piano is coherent into a song with a very slow prelude, as if there is no killing intent. As time goes by, the rhythm of the song that was originally slow on the front axis is getting faster and faster, mixed with strong wind.

Facing the strong wind, Xie Mian half-closed his eyes slightly, and looked at Jiang Huaiyu on the mountain calmly from the corner of his eye.

He had heard Jiang Huaiyu muttering a lot of words in his heart before, but he was in a competition, so he didn't hear what Jiang Huaiyu was talking about.

I only heard the word Jiang Jiang repeatedly.

The wind was getting faster and faster, Xie Mian turned his gaze away from Jiang Huaiyu, looked at Li Chunhan, lightly tapped the blade of the sword with his fingers, and let out a light snort.

This man is annoying.

It's a pity that Dabi couldn't see the dead.

As the sound of the piano became more and more urgent, except for Xie Mian and the monks above the Nascent Soul stage, the scene of immortals and demons fighting appeared in front of everyone present.

The red sun was falling to the west, and the swords clashed. Along with the confrontation, there was blood around the tip of the nose, there were cries around the ears, and there were terrifying scenes of struggling.

Suddenly, there was a pleasant sound of metal cracking in the ears, and everyone present suddenly woke up from the fighting.

Taking a closer look, there is no fighting, and it is still above the five sects.

Li Chunhan is a music cultivator, and he enters the Tao with sound. His piano sound can not only kill people, but also interfere with monks' five senses and six senses, and kill people when monks have hallucinations.

Generally speaking, it is difficult for monks to know that they have hallucinations because of the interference with their five senses and six senses, unless they are those monks who have made mental appraisals, or who have cultivated to Nascent Soul and above.

For example, Jiang Huaiyu, or the elders of various sects, can smash the illusion the moment the illusion appears.

Others present were not so lucky, they were pulled into the hallucination abruptly.

On the suspended platform, there are deep scratches cut by Qin Yin everywhere.

The sword in Xie Mian's hand was shattered by the sound of the piano because it resisted the sound of the piano, it shattered into several pieces and fell to the ground.

——The person who fell into the hallucination just now, the pleasant metallic sound that he only heard in the hallucination came from the broken sword.

Can actually stay awake in the song without falling into hallucinations?

Li Chunhan realized that Xie Mian was indeed a difficult person, so without giving him time to breathe, Li Chunhan played the piano again.

The sound of the piano was much louder and more elegant than the previous two times. The gorgeous peach petals rolled down from the calyx, and were rolled by the sound of the piano from hundreds of miles away, coming one after another, it was extremely magnificent.

The majestic scene is as beautiful as a picture scroll, but it is packed with endless killing intent.

The sword in Xie Mian's hand was shattered, he threw away the hilt, and raised his hand to look at the back of his hand.

A bloodstain appeared on the back of the hand, which was injured by Qin Yin when the Qin Yin Zhen shattered earlier.

The gorgeous peach petals came to the sky when Xie Mian was looking at the injury on the back of his hand.

Seeing this, everyone else in the room became nervous. Xie Mian had lost his sword. No matter how talented he was, he would never be able to condense his sword intent. He would definitely lose, and in this magnificent scene, he would lose miserably.

Only Jiang Huaiyu wasn't nervous, he knew that Xie Mian was sure to win against Li Chunhan, otherwise, he wouldn't be so calm.

——Xie Mian acted as if nothing happened, as if he was watching a play, and he still had time to use his spiritual power to heal the wound on the back of his hand.

The gorgeous peach petals have already flown to the sky above Xie Mian. Under the elegant sound of the piano, they lost their support and fell to the floating platform one after another.The peach petals are pointed, and the light emerges, extremely sharp.

Seeing this, the people present couldn't help holding their breath, and stared at Xie Mian on the floating platform with all their attention.

On the floating platform, Xie Mian didn't even raise his head, as if he didn't feel any danger at all, he was taking his time, and he was still healing the injury on the back of his hand.

Others present: "..."

Did Xie Mian give up struggling?Ah, yes, if it was them, they would have given up struggling.

As a sword cultivator, under the Yuanying, when the natal sword is shattered, if the sword intent is not condensed, it will be backlashed by the shattering of the natal sword. The backlash is so large that it is unbearable. It takes eight years to be good.

How could it be possible to resist the menacing peach blossom killing while still having the energy and strength?

The Wu Zong Dabi cannot kill people, lying down and giving up struggling is undoubtedly the best choice.

The wound healed quickly under the spiritual power, and the moment the scar formed, the huge wave formed by the peach blossom petals flew down from the sky, surrounding Xie Mian layer by layer.

Just as the other people present shook their heads and sighed, thinking that Xuanwei Zong Xie Mian had lost, in the next breath, layers of siege were broken, and the peach blossom petals flew into the sky with a clatter.

What happened? !

Everyone watched this scene in astonishment.

When the peach blossom petals almost flew into the sky again, Xie Mian's figure reappeared in everyone's eyes.He was unscathed, holding a closed black oil-paper umbrella in his hand.

Scanning the shocked sects around the floating platform, Xie Mian raised his hands to shake off the peach blossom petals that fell on the umbrella, and opened the umbrella.

The handle of the black oil-paper fan umbrella is tied with a red string, and the string is loosely entwined with silk thread, which looks a little irregular.

The surface of the black umbrella was a little white, and the white spread out like a cloud. It walked more than half around the edge of the umbrella. There were a few lines of charms on it, and the pattern of white spreading around the umbrella was faintly visible, which looked like a sea tide.

Jiang Huaiyu recognized this umbrella at a glance, the Thousand Magic Umbrella, as the name suggests, can transform into a thousand forms.

In the original book, Xie Mian's late stage appearance is a symbol. Every time he appears, he always wears the Thousand Illusion Umbrella. The Thousand Illusion Umbrella is powerful. As it continues to be tempered, at the end, the Thousand Illusion Umbrella is comparable to a fairy weapon.

Xie Mian was criticized to destroy the world, and after being attacked and suppressed by the protagonist, the Thousand Illusory Umbrella fell into Lin Zhan's hands, turning from a sinful weapon into a veritable fairy weapon.

——When the Thousand Magic Umbrella came out, even if Xie Mian hadn't tempered it to the point where it was comparable to a fairy weapon, it would still win.

Li Chunhan didn't recognize what kind of umbrella it was, not only he didn't recognize it, but everyone present, except Jiang Huaiyu, no one recognized it.

Li Chunhan stared at the umbrella for a while, he frowned, and pressed his fingers on the strings.

Xie Mian is definitely not a sword cultivator. A sword cultivator below the Nascent Soul stage has broken his sword and been backlashed. It is difficult to make a comeback.

Is it Fa Xiu?

Most of Xuanweizong are sword cultivators, and a small part are law cultivators. Influenced by Man Zong's sword cultivators, this small group of footwork cultivators can also use swords.

However, this was the first time for Li Chunhan to meet Xie Mian, a dharma cultivator who could leapfrog challenges like a sword cultivator.

It's tough.

——He only guessed half right, Xie Mian was indeed not a sword cultivator, but a Dharma cultivator, but at the same time, Xie Mian was still a dragon clan, cultivating demon arts.True strength is more than what you see on the surface.

Li Chunhan looked at Xie Mian who was standing there holding an umbrella, feeling restless for the first time in 32 years.He raised his finger, plucked the strings quickly, controlled the murderous peach blossom petals flying up to the sky, and attacked Xie Mian.

Xie Mian was not his goal, he had to solve it as soon as possible, and he didn't want to waste any more time with Xie Mian.

Although Xie Mian was a bit tricky, it was not difficult to solve.

Li Chunhan was thinking of a quick solution, when he suddenly noticed that Xie Mian was holding an umbrella, coming to him at some point, smiling softly with crooked eyes, lurking maliciousness.

"Li Daoyou, you lost, and you are not qualified to invite my master to fight. I'm really sorry."

Xie Mian said with a smile, just as the voice fell, three strings of the qin that Li Chunhan was holding suddenly broke.Li Chunhan's natal weapon was the qin. At this moment, the smell of blood appeared in his throat, and he couldn't help coughing up blood.

The strings of the qin broke, and the controller Li Chunhan was injured by the qin again. The peach blossom petals suddenly lost control, exploded in the air, and flew around with a sharp attack.

Fu Wuxiang reacted very quickly, folded a fan, and blocked it in front of his face.

"These junior competitions just don't matter. Eldest senior brother, junior junior brother, be careful of disfigurement."

Jiang Huaiyu: "..."

Jiang Huaiyu put away the faceless villain he made, and was about to unleash the Frost and Cold Sword to break open the flying peach blossom petals.

The Frost and Cold Sword is the natal sword, the Yinjian. One day after Jiang Huaiyu returned to the sect, he took back the thousand-year-old lotus seeds from Xie Mian, and named the natal sword, the Yinjian, the word Frost and Cold.

Before he could unleash the Frost Sword, the Thousand Illusory Umbrella tipped over, and the peach blossom petals flew to the surface of the umbrella, instantly losing its attack power.

The setting sun was blocked along with the peach blossom petals, and Jiang Huaiyu sat in a chair, falling into a shadow.He raised his eyes and met Xie Mian's dark eyes like ink.

Xie Mian bent down, holding an umbrella, which was tilted towards Jiang Huaiyu, "Be careful."

Jiang Huaiyu was slightly stunned, Xie Mian had raised his umbrella and stood upright, the peach blossom petals flying down on the umbrella surface rustled down.

Holding the umbrella and turning sideways, Xie Mian smiled and looked at Li Chunhan who had broken the strings on the floating platform.

"Master, this disciple accidentally broke the strings of Li Daoyou's piano, what should I do if Tianyinzong comes to trouble my disciple?"

The peach blossom petals flying in the sky had stopped at this time, and most of the people were cut with small wounds because they did not fortify in time.

"The disciple won, and did not embarrass the master."

Xie Mian put away the umbrella, raised her hand towards Jiang Huaiyu's ear, Jiang Huaiyu was subconsciously trying to hide, but saw Xie Mian brushing a peach blossom petal from the hair beside his ear.

It should be the peach blossom petals that fell from the umbrella when Xie Mian straightened up just now.

"The master must protect the disciple."