Now that you have become the wolf king, why be afraid of the sea emperor?

Jiang Zhouyin has a transparent nature and has his own set of standards for distinguishing people's emotions, but even so, he still doesn't understand where Fu Xingyou gets angry and bored occasionally. Meaning, so he followed suit and gave both of them to Mu Xifeng.

Jiang Zhouyin planned to give Fu Xingyou one if he was out of balance, but this person adjusted it by himself.

The cultivation base of Jindan was turbulent in the early stage, Fu Xingyou needed a lot of energy to stabilize his aura, and Mu Xifeng was also extremely worry-free, and gradually developed in the direction of "martial idiot", so that enough time was left for Jiang Zhouyin to temper his soul .

"Master, your soul has almost recovered." A systematic praise sounded from the sea of ​​consciousness.

Jiang Zhouyin closed his eyes, examining his soul. Under the vast and clean sky, his soul stood cross-legged and drooping his eyes. His face, which was exactly the same as Jiang Zhouyin's, showed no emotion. The wind and waves swayed gently, and there was a faint golden circle around it. This is the manifestation of effective tempering. I remember that when Jiang Zhouyin just came out of the ghost beast, Jiang Zhouyin's soul was in tatters, and he couldn't find a single eyeball. Xixi rustled and fell down, and the scene was once very tragic.

"I have limited resources at hand." Jiang Zhouyin sighed: "Take time to go out and get more geniuses and treasures." Otherwise, he will not improve his realm, and he will not be able to mend his crumbling tendons.

"Immortal Sun Yin is well." With a clear and bright young voice, Jiang Zhou Yin immediately pulled away from his soul, and before he got out of bed, two other rays of light rushed over, and the first to land were Fu Xingyou and Mu Xifeng Slow him down a few breaths.

Fu Xingyou stared at the blue-robed youth in front of him: "What's the matter?"

Although the young man in the blue robe had warm eyes, he looked at Fu Xingyou sharply, and then said with admiration: "I am in Han Yuanshan, and I am the head of the sect. If the head has something to do, I can't come in person, so let me remind Immortal Day Yin, seven The three of you must be present at the sword test meeting in the future."

"Sword trial meeting." Mu Xifeng looked clear, he and Han Yuanshan slightly bowed their hands, and saluted, "I would like to ask Brother Han to report back to the master, for sure."

Counting it has been two years since they entered Fanyun Mountain, this is the deadline for beginner disciples, and the two-year test is called the "Sword Trial Conference". They can't break free in the bottleneck period, and their performance in the sword test meeting is mediocre; there are also people who are at the bottom of the entry, but get the hang of it, and soar to the sky. In short, all major sects have such competitions, and the results are related to the future of the disciples, and even the enjoyment they deserve. The well-being of the cave, cannot be neglected, of course, it is also a secret contest between the masters to see who is the best.

Fu Xingyou's alchemy was already known to everyone in the sect, and they all lamented his extraordinary talent. If he hadn't followed Jiang Zhouyin, he would have had a better development. As for Mu Xifeng, although Han Yuanshan was polite, he didn't take it to heart superior.

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The door of the bamboo house was opened, and Jiang Zhouyin was wearing a moon-white lining and a cyan outer shirt. His complexion was extremely fair, and he raised his eyes casually, but Han Yuanshan's heart skipped a beat. The rumored Immortal Dayyin Being low-key and being a small person is not liked by others, but the scenery Han Yuanshan sees at this moment is leisurely and distant, alienated and handsome.

Jiang Zhouyin didn't care about his gaffe, and nodded slightly: "Tell the senior brother in charge, I know."

Han Yuanshan still didn't move.

Mu Xifeng showed hesitation, at this moment Fu Xingyou said in a cool tone, "What are you looking at?"

Han Yuanshan woke up like a dream, turned his head and bumped into Fu Xingyou's dark eyes. For some reason, his mind and heart were all captured, as if he offended Fu Xingyou inadvertently?There was no time to think about it, the scene was a little condensed, Han Yuanshan hurriedly cupped his hands: "The disciple will leave."

"Great talent is arrogance. He even dares to be fierce to his brother's direct descendant." Jiang Zhouyin said to the system with a smile in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The system wanted to remind the host that something was wrong, but it couldn't say anything specific.

Jiang Zhouyin didn't think about it at all, because Fu Xingyou didn't understand the reason for his irritability from time to time.

During the past seven days, Mu Xifeng worked harder and stayed up for several nights. In the early morning of this day, Mu Xifeng rushed to the back of the mountain with a pair of panda eyes, and was stopped by Jiang Zhouyin who was just going out, "Xifeng, come here."

Mu Xifeng respected Jiang Zhouyin 1, "Master!"

He came closer: "What is the master's order?"

"Go back and rest." Jiang Zhouyin said lightly.

Mu Xifeng: "Huh?"

"I said go back and rest." Jiang Zhouyin's expression sank, looking like he was going to get angry: "Practicing is not your kind of practice, but it's just a sword test competition. If you lose, you lose. It's better to teach you as a teacher. Don't Put too much pressure on yourself."

Mu Xifeng couldn't react. He was really afraid that his master would be disappointed if he didn't perform well, but he never expected that his master's attitude was just an understatement, "If you lose, you lose." A warm hand caressing, just like the day when he was apprenticed, immediately shocked Mu Xifeng, the anxiety and worry of the past few days disappeared, and the exhaustion that was suppressed and suppressed gradually emerged.

"Master..." Mu Xifeng said in a low voice, "You really don't care if your disciple loses the contest?"

"I don't care." Jiang Zhouyin replied.

In another bamboo room, Fu Xingyou stared at Jiang Zhouyin's hand on Mu Xifeng's head, his eyes were dim, and he was also asking himself why he was unhappy, and then he heard Jiang Zhouyin say: "You If he loses, there will be Xingyou, he is the No.1 disciple among the three generations of inner sect disciples, he already has a golden core, as long as he can regain our position, Fanyun Mountain will not be considered a loser."

Mu Xifeng stared: "That's right, there's also Junior Brother!"

Jiang Zhouyin's expression changed slightly, but he was not jealous at all.

Not only was Mu Xifeng not jealous, but as if he had been enlightened, he figured it out instantly, dragged his exhausted body back to the room, and fell asleep.

Fu Xingyou on the other side: "..."

Jiang Zhouyin never expected that after comforting one, the other started to fall ill. This time it was Fu Xingyou who stayed up all night and was replaced by Fu Xingyou.

On the day of the opening of the sword test meeting, the three masters and apprentices came out of the room, Jiang Zhouyin still looked like he was seriously ill, coughing when the wind blew, and he used all the spiritual power of his cultivation to refine his soul , so delicate and unable to take care of themselves.

Fu Xingyou took off his robe and handed it to Jiang Zhouyin.

"It's not necessary for a teacher."

Fu Xingyou maintained this action with a firm attitude.

Jiang Zhouyin sighed, feeling that Fu Xingyou had the demeanor of a "dominant boss" at a young age, but this is his life-saving talisman, he must be coaxed, but when he put on the robe, Jiang Zhouyin felt a little more lenient, Fu Xingyou formed a pill in his face, but the bastard was still growing up.彡彡威凊

They left Fanyun Mountain for the first time in two years. The clear wind outlined the three people's warm and harmonious backs, then blown away the lush green trees, and finally swept towards the vast sky.