sun and moon return

The two came to the arena.

The competition field of Qingwu Six Schools Wendao is located on Futai Mountain in the east, with three competition platforms.The floating platform on which the heads of the six factions and their personal disciples ride is a stone platform driven by spiritual power. If the head of the school needs to judge or watch the arena, the floating platform will be urged to fall on the designated competition platform.

If other ordinary disciples want to watch the game, they will fly to the stage they are interested in to watch.

All the mountains and ridges in Qingwu are covered with flags of various sects. When the morning glow rests, the breeze stops, the bells are ringing, and the spirit birds are flying.

Wang Jiang explained to Zheli.

There are two types of competitions, one is the ranking competition and the other is the challenge competition.

The ranking competition is conducted in the form of points, and the registered disciples are divided into two groups according to their strength. High-level disciples hold two points, ordinary disciples hold one point, and then draw lots. The winner gets one point. One point will be deducted for two games.

In the end, they will be ranked by points, and the top twelve will be named Twelve Rings.

The second type, the challenge competition, is after the above competition is over, the disciples freely enter the battle post and compete with each other. There is no ranking in the challenge competition, and it is for mutual learning.

Except for the battle invitation to Twelve Challengers, if Twelve Challengers lose the challenge, they will be removed from the list.

"Uncle Wangjiang, are you Twelve Rings?" Zheli asked curiously.

Wang Jiang smiled: "In the previous twelve rounds, there are still senior sister Jiang from Jinhe, Sheng Shuli from Fengxia, Shao Pengxuan from Luojian, Guanshan from Handan, He Ming from Yunzhu, and our Shen Xing Master uncle. So this year's competition system is also different. After the ranking competition is over, the top twelve of Youlongtai will be the new twelve. "

"It's amazing." Zheli looked at the stage adoringly, "Uncle Shen Xing is too powerful. Then will you be one of the twelve competitions this year?"

Wangjiang Chong Zheli snapped his fingers and replied confidently: "I will do my best, just wait and see."

While the two were talking, they saw the heads of various factions gradually entering the arena.

"The head is here, you go over quickly."

When Zheli saw Feidao, he quickly chased after him.Seeing Zheli, Feidao and Baishan were somewhat surprised, Feidao took him and flew up to the floating platform.

The heads of the six sects are seated in front, Feng Chan and Jin He are in the middle, Yun Bai is on the left of Feng Chan, Luo Cheng is on the right of Jin He, and Han Tang and Fei Dao are on the far side.There are two seats behind the head of the sect, reserved for personal transmission.

Zhe Li didn't sit down, but walked straight to Feng Chan.

As soon as Feng Chan just sat down, he saw Zheli walking towards him, looking at the stands with a displeased expression on his face.

"Feng Chan's head." Zheli bowed to Feng Chan, his non-dao eyes followed Zheli all the time, but when he saw Feng Chan talking to him, he somewhat understood in his heart, so he just kept an ear to listen.

"Master Feng Chan, the disciple's token was recovered yesterday, and it has nothing to do with senior brother Jianyun of your sect. Senior brother Jianyun should have returned to the team today. The disciple has announced the faction to try to restore brother Jianyun's innocence and apologize to him. , I also hope that Haihan, the head of Fengchan, don't make things difficult for him."

Feng Chan didn't look at Zhe Li, and snorted coldly through his nostrils: "You've already said all the good things. Is it me or you who made things difficult for him? You were the one who said with certainty that he stole something!"

"The disciple already knew his mistake and apologized to the head of Feng Chan. I was impulsive about this. During this time, Senior Brother Jian Yun and I hit it off and got along very well. Zhe Li regards him as a confidant and asks him to come if he is free. Come and move around."

Feng Chan's expression changed slightly when he heard the words, but he didn't give Zhe Li a good look either.

"Okay, Zheli, let's go back." Jin Yu said gently beside him, "Feng Chan, Wenhe was the one who made the first move that day, Zheli knows his mistake and apologizes to you, let this matter go with him, Don't hurt your peace."

Zheli saluted Jinyu as if he had been pardoned, and then returned to Feidao.

Feidao seemed to be carefully looking at today's competition list, and after Zheli was seated, he raised his eyes and looked coldly at the opposite stage.

Bai Shan couldn't help laughing.

After Zheli took his seat, he saw that among the crowd watching the match, on the side of disciple Jinhe, Bai Xi waved his hand high and high to greet him, he smiled back, Qingtang was also beside him, and nodded to him.

Zheli searched for a while, but he didn't see Jianyun's figure, so he was somewhat disappointed.

The first half of the game was fairly exciting, but Zheli was still a little absent-minded, Baishan saw it, and gave him a wink, telling him to come over.

"If you find it boring, I'll send you back, how about it?"

Zhe Li immediately nodded his head, and as soon as he stood up, he heard the front of him say coldly: "Sit down."

Zheli sat back downcast again.

Feidao glanced at Baishan, but Baishan prevaricated by coughing.

It just so happened that he didn't sleep much last night, Zheli slowly dozed off, kowtowed, and fell asleep with his head on the shoulder of the evil one in front of him.

Feidao's expression was somewhat impatient, and some people in the stands seemed to be discussing how Qingwu's direct disciple could still doze off during the Six Sect Questions, isn't this too embarrassing?

Baishan tightened his clothes and said in a very low voice, "It feels like the weather is getting colder."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that the coldness dissipated without a trace in an instant, and after a while, the surroundings of Zheli became warm.Gradually, Feidao's expression eased a lot, and even once had the tenderness that he only had when facing Zheli alone.

Fortunately, the match in the morning ended quickly, otherwise Feidao was afraid that Zheli's neck would not be able to bear it after a long time. As soon as the match was over, Feidao seemed to quickly run away with Zheli.

Brush it.

Like a shooting star.

When Zheli woke up and was still in daze, he felt that the scenery around him had changed, and after a while, he had returned to Zhiyi Garden.

"Did you not sleep well last night?" Feidao asked with concern.

Zheli shook his head: "Yes."

Feidao looked at him for a while: "Go to find Feng Chan, why don't you tell me first?"

Zheli woke up instantly and dozed off, and he knew that the master must be angry about this matter.

"I..." Zheli said as if sitting on pins and needles, "Master, I was afraid that Fengchan would use this to trouble you, so I wanted to explain this matter clearly in front of the head of Jinyu. I think, I am a junior. With so many people in front of him, he won't care about everything."

Not only that, Zheli also left a way for Jianyun to survive.Feidao looked at Zheli.

He used to always look at him through the eyes of a child.

Only then did he realize that he was wrong.

He also remembered what Qingsheng said: "This kid is smart, don't let him be buried. If you train him well, he will become a master."

Looking at Zheli at this time, Feidao seemed to see the shadow of Baishan in him.

Linglong thought.

Zheli raised his head, with a trace of doubt in his innocent and pure eyes: "Master, why are you looking at me like that?"

Feidao thought of the note cloud again, and stopped talking.

For the sake of the gift, he also left a way for Jianyun to survive.

Feidao didn't say anything at the end.

Jianyun returned to Fengxia, but there was a different thought in his expression.He went straight to Feng Chan's door, and the guard let him in after reporting.

Feng Chan sat in the room, not getting angry and arrogant: "You still know how to come back."

Jian Yun immediately knelt down: "Master..."

"Have you found anything?"

"The disciple of Qingwu has drawn the map, except..." Jianyun paused, "The Zhiyi Garden where Le Feidao and Su Zheli live, the disciple can't draw it for the time being."

"Where is Ye Yaofang's Tibetan place that day?"

"The disciple thinks it is hidden in the Zhiyi Garden." Jianyun replied, "Last night, the disciple explored into the Zhiyi Garden, but was discovered by Le Feidao." Jianyun glanced at his arm.

Feng Chan leaned forward, suppressing Jian Yun with spiritual power until he almost fell to the ground: "Okay, it just so happens that that idiot Su Zheli still misses you, and he also regards you as his confidant, let me not embarrass you, I hope you meet him again."

Jian Yun was a little surprised, and quickly said: "Master, this disciple has absolutely no selfishness towards Su Zheli."

Feng Chan sneered: "It's okay to have personal affairs, as long as that kid is willing to listen to you, it won't be easy to provoke his master and apprentice in the future."

Jian Yun broke out in cold sweat, so he had no choice but to answer, and finally asked in a low voice: "Then... where is the young master?"

"Don't worry, I will appease Wenhe and he won't make trouble."

Jian Yun felt a little relieved.

After ordering some more things, Feng Chan let Jian Yun go.

Not long after Jianyun left Fengchan's residence, the news reached Li Wenhe, and not long after, Jianyun was escorted to Li Wenhe's room.

"Let's all go down." Li Wenhe stepped back and stood still in front of Jianyun.

"Kneel down."

Jian Yun had no choice but to kneel down.

Li Wenhe pinched his chin fiercely, his eyes were as vicious as poisoned: "Tired of the happy life outside? Then Su Zheli, but you are fascinated by your kung fu in bed?"

Jian Yun looked at him blankly.

In an instant, a slap in the face made his eyes stare, and Jian Yun got up from the ground.Feng Chan, an old fox, obviously doesn't want to care about his son, as long as he is still alive and able to do things, that's all.

Jian Yun looked weakly at the hollowed-out earrings falling from the earlobe, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

Last night he was wounded and left Zhiyi Garden, but met a powerful person, he saved himself.

"How about making a deal," the man looked down at himself, "I can save you from Fengxia, in exchange for information on Fengxia and Qingwu."

He handed the thing in his hand to Jianyun, which was a pair of silver hollowed-out earrings.

"I will teach you the method and help you control Li Wenhe. He has no spells and cannot resist you. This is a token." He pointed to the accessories with the same pattern beside his mask.

"If you are willing, I will guarantee that you will not be bullied by Li Wenhe again. I can also help you avenge."

That being the case, what is he not willing to do?

As long as he can take revenge and cut them into pieces, even if they fall into hell and turn into evil spirits, he is willing.

Li Wenhe picked him up, threw him hard on the bed, and then took off his clothes and threw him on the ground.

Naturally, he wanted to help Jianyun remember something.

In the dim candlelight, Jian Yun wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, even poured himself a cup of tea, and looked at the bed with a funny face.

It's disgusting.

That ball of white meat.

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