Forced to bind with the double-faced dragon Aotian

The quarrel between the Yanzilou of the Zhong family and Jishuzong is well known, and the two families are short of a spat in the "Xiandao Tabloid", so let's not discuss this matter for the time being.

And there is another ridicule in the world of comprehension, "Red candles weeping brocade quilt cold, ruthless is Meng Jianan the most."

This is the Lanling Meng family.

The Meng family is a staunch supporter of the Taishang Wangqing Dao, and their followers have been internally appointed disciples of Youqin Sect for generations.

Although the Meng family is rich in beautiful men, all of them have a firm heart and a heart like iron, and they will never fetter the road because of the word love.

The elder of the Jishu Sect fell in love with two disciples who were destined to have no fate with the Jishu Sect. He secretly sighed that his luck was bad, and he had no other thoughts. He spread his books and began to concentrate on explaining the sect rules.

The door rules only lasted two hours, and the elder dismissed class. Xiao Xuelan couldn't help but glance at Meng Shuchen when he was about to leave, and shook his head before leaving the door, secretly amused in his heart.

The next homework assigned to the new disciples is a trial to test the depth of these disciples' cultivation.

The punishment Xiao Xuelan received was only to re-learn the school rules, and the next course work had nothing to do with him, but Zhong Huaibi dragged him and insisted that he accompany him to participate in the trial.

Xiao Xuelan wanted to refuse at first, but when she went out, she vaguely saw Meng Shuchen in the crowd.

Just at the moment when he was in a trance, the system sounded: [Congratulations to the host for triggering the main plot task "Trial! Taolin Head-to-head!" After completing this task, you can get attribute value rewards: 50 charm points, 50 force points, 20 prestige points , 10 presence. 】

!!!

Xiao Xuelan cheered and yelled crazily: The protagonist deserves to be the protagonist. Thanks to him, this task can increase the sense of presence by 10 in one fell swoop!

You know, he has struggled for ten years but only gained 50 sense of existence. If such a task is done a few more times, wouldn't he be able to save decades of struggle? !

System: [Does the host accept the task? 】

Zhong Huaibi was still chattering: "Brother Xiao, you can go with me!"

Xiao Xuelan's face was calm, and he said lightly: "Accept."

Zhong Huaibi frowned and asked, "What?"

Xiao Xuelan coughed and said, "I mean, go."

He is a fool not to go!

The trial was arranged to be held in a peach forest on the mountainside of Xuanxiaozong.

There are thousands of weeping green peaches with thousands of petals growing in the peach forest, all of which have grown for more than a hundred years, with strong trunks and interlaced peach branches.There are clusters of peach blossoms blooming on each branch, the delicate petals are overlapping and complicated, and the flowers are as colorful as the sunset.

The air is filled with a scent of fragrance and sweetness, and the warm wind blows on the mountainside, and pink petals fall from the branches and spread all over the ground.

In the center of the peach forest, a trial field with Taiji patterns was built, paved with high-quality white marble and black gold stones, more than ten feet in length and width, black and white are distinct.

Participation in this trial is entirely voluntary. More than a dozen disciples participating in the trial are standing on the left side of the ring, while those on the right side are all watching the excitement.

When Xiao Xuelan was dragged to the scene by Zhong Huaibi, the trial had already begun.He immediately saw Meng Shuchen standing on the left side of the ring, away from the crowd. Unlike the people beside him who were eager to try, Meng Shuchen looked at the lacquered eyes on the stage like an ancient well without waves, as quiet as everything on and off the stage Nothing to do with him.

The current challenger is a sword cultivator. He has won three competitions with his original sword array. His face was full of color, and he stood on the stage with his sword in his arms, waiting for his opponent in the next competition.

A few disciples of Xuanxiaozong stood above the ring, responsible for arranging the order of the competition and recording the results of winning and losing. A disciple looked at the roster in his hand, looked down the stage for a while, and called out Meng Shuchen's name.

Meng Shuchen got the order and walked up to the stage with empty hands and nothing beside him.

Xiao Xuelan looked around under the stage, and the members of the Meng family were all standing on the right side of the ring, their expressions calm as usual, they only sent Meng Shuchen to participate in the competition, presumably they had full confidence in him to win.

The two saluted each other, and the competition began.

Sword cultivators are good at melee combat, they pay attention to the speed of drawing the sword, and strike first. As soon as they heard the sound of the gong, the sword was already out of its sheath.

This is an ancient black black iron sword. The sword body is infused with the true essence of sword repair. The black light soars. The sword shadow dangles and turns into a black streamer. In the sword formation, you can faintly hear the swords striking each other, and the horses neighing. Voices.

The sword was fierce and brutal, and the black sword light covered Meng Shuchen's whole body and went away. The sword move was extremely fast, and before everyone could breathe out, they watched helplessly that the sword was about to stab Meng Shuchen's throat place.

The people watching under the stage seemed to be more nervous than the people on the stage. Someone shouted and reminded: "Be careful!"

This person's reminder was obviously unnecessary. Meng Shuchen's figure did not move, but his footwork had already changed. Just when the cold light on the tip of the sword arrived first, in the blink of an eye, his figure had retreated three feet away.

One blow failed, the sword cultivator drew back his moves and recited the sword formula silently. He spotted Meng Shuchen's position, and the black sword stabbed at Meng Shuchen at a faster speed like a bolt of lightning.

Meng Shuchen was still unarmed, he didn't even move a finger, he stepped out, and walked around behind Jianxiu like a ghost, this time, he didn't even have the time to blink.

The surrounding audience were all silent for his exquisite footwork, and then there was a burst of warm applause from the audience.

Jianxiu missed two swords, his eyes were full of coldness, and he felt that Meng Shuchen only defended but not attacked, he didn't even shoot a weapon, he felt very teased.The black sword in his hand felt the master's anger, and also let out a clang. The sword cultivator poured his whole body's true energy into the sword, and swung the sword to create countless sword lights. Can be avoided!

Xiao Xuelan said in a low voice: "Good sword!"

Zhong Huaibi was nervous about the battle situation on the stage, when he heard the word Xiao Xuelan, he was a little dazed, and asked, "Shouldn't Senior Brother Xiao say 'good swordsmanship' or 'good skill'? This 'good sword' ...Are you cursing someone?"

Xiao Xuelan raised her eyebrows and said: "Of course I mean the sword, the sword is a good sword, but it's a pity that I picked the wrong owner."

Zhong Huaibi propped his chin and said, "Isn't this Meng Shuchen too arrogant? After a few rounds, he only defends but does not attack. I think this sword repairer's sword moves are getting more and more..."

The rest of his words were overshadowed by the cheers from the audience.

While the two of them were talking, Meng Shuchen pulled out an extremely delicate banjo from behind out of thin air, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, not afraid of the shadow of the sword that was approaching in front of him, his slender, white fingers rested on the strings Randomly dial out a string of piano sounds, like the gurgling streams in the empty valley, or the rustling of the vast expanse of pines.

Most of the black light was extinguished in an instant, and Meng Shuchen easily resolved Jianxiu's full-strength move.

The defeat has been decided, although Jianxiu was annoyed in his heart, but he thought that this was just a competition, and there was no deep hatred between him and Meng Shuchen in the end, if the fight continued, the win or loss would be small, and he would lose even more embarrassment .

The sword cultivator weighed the pros and cons, retracted the sword in time, clasped his fists and said: "I lost, be taught."

It was inconvenient for Meng Shuchen to salute while holding the guqin, so he just nodded slightly and said, "Accept."

The disciples of Xuanxiaozong announced that Meng Shuchen had won, and named the disciples who should play next.

Meng Shuchen ushered in challengers one after another, most of them won very easily, but within a short time, there were only two or three people left on the left side of the ring, and Meng Shuchen insisted on his position as the challenger, standing in the test The center of the refinery.

Zhong Huaibi admired sincerely: "This brother Meng is really powerful. At first I saw that he only defended but not attacked, and thought he was the kind of arrogant and conceited person. I didn't expect him to be really powerful!"

Xiao Xuelan was also happy for Meng Shuchen's victory, and jokingly said, "Now you call me Brother Meng again?"

Zhong Huaibi laughed and said: "Sooner or later, we will all be brothers, and it is not too early to call now."

Xiao Xuelan explained: "In the beginning, he only defended and did not attack, not only to find out the opponent's reality, but also to disturb the opponent's mind. This kind of cat-and-mouse play, when encountering the impatient ones just now, they can only be slipped by them. Let's go."

"No matter what his style of play is, winning is great." Zhong Huaibi saw Xiao Xuelan going to the ring, and hurriedly followed and asked, "Hey, Senior Brother Xiao, where are you going?"

Xiao Xuelan said: "The fight on the stage is so lively that my hands itch to see it. Go and meet this Junior Brother Meng for a while."

Zhong Huaibi shouted: "How can you play? This is the trial of beginner disciples!"

Xiao Xuelan turned her head and patted Zhong Huaibi's forehead, and said: "Today I have class with you, just like you, why can't I get into this ring. You wait in the audience and see how I win."

Zhong Huaibi held his forehead and said aggrievedly: "The big bully the small! The strong bully the weak! Victory is not martial!"

Xiao Xuelan was obsessed with the mission, so she didn't bother to talk to him. She told the disciples of Xuanxiaozong that she wanted to compete on stage, but the disciples of Xuanxiaozong didn't refuse immediately, but hesitated.

After all, Xiao Xuelan is their senior brother, and he is well-known. No matter how many sword cultivators want him to point out one or two moves, or witness his posture with his own eyes, he has offered to come up to the stage to show off his skills. It's so good They really don't want to miss this opportunity.

A disciple of Xuanxiao Sect hesitated and said: "Senior brother Xiao said that we should respect everything, but today these disciples are all new disciples. If you let senior brother play, won't outsiders say that we bully newcomers?"

Xiao Xuelan nodded and said: "I know what my junior brother is worried about, so I don't use a sword."

"You don't need a sword? Then what can you use to compete?"

Xiao Xuelan turned around and walked into the peach grove behind her, broke off a peach blossom branch, played with it for a while, tested the feel, and said: "Use this thing."

Most of Xuanxiao Sect's disciples are sword idiots, and they have long admired Lingyun Sect's swordsmanship, using everything as a sword, seeing that Xiao Xuelan showed his intentions, his eyes were bright, they all nodded and said: "Okay! Just as Senior Brother Xiao said, please let Xiao Brother, come on stage!"