frivolous

The sect competition was in full swing, and Xie Yan, who was taking a break from his busy schedule, was dragged by Lan Yueshi to work as a coolie in the medicine hut, helping to make medicine for a few days.

Counting the days, it happened to be Lanyue's turn.

Xie Yan, who was dragged by his master on a whim to practice swords for a while, had no time to rest, and hurried to the competition ring.

When he raised his eyes, he happened to see Liu Gudeng waving to him, obviously leaving an empty seat for him.So he slowed down and squeezed to Liu Gudeng's side, hooked the shoulder of the man in Tsing Yi on the other side, hid under his umbrella with a laugh, and said in surprise: "It's been a while, I'm late, I didn't expect dusk to come too .”

Liu Gudeng proudly raised a small white porcelain bottle in his hand, and said with a smile, "I went to the medicine house just now, and it happened that I was going to join in the fun at dusk, so we came together."

Everyone in the Taoist sect knows that Mingxin Pavilion is located in the water town of the south of the Yangtze River. The disciples in the pavilion are not good at sword arrays and talismans, but they have gained a place in the Taoist sect by virtue of the excellent medicine refined in the school.In the past, Mr. Qiyao went to Youhuangli many times to seek medicine from Mingxin Pavilion because of the congenital inadequacy of his apprentice Yuan origami.But the master of Mingxin Pavilion retreated from time to time to refine medicine, thinking about it, and dispatched his most proud first disciple to Lingshan, and called it "sending trials".

At this moment, Yue Duo was wearing a green shirt and holding a dark green silk umbrella, as if she were an orthodox Mingxin Pavilion disciple.He was born gentle and elegant, with delicate features, standing there quietly, like a character who came out of the Yanyu ink painting in the south of the Yangtze River, but when he opened his mouth: "As soon as I go out, I see him dangling in front of my door like a sneaky eggplant." Go, you don’t need to guess, you know it’s for his precious brother. Anyway, I refined a lot a few days ago, and now that I’m free, I just want to join in the fun—look at the one who was burned into a bald head by you disciple."

Xie Yan laughed and said, "Even you know?"

Liu Gudeng, who was dressed in a deep purple Tiandu Yunhai gown, looked like a purple long eggplant at first glance. He approached Xie Yan and whispered in a low voice: "Don't look at him so indifferent, he laughed so hard when he first found out. I couldn’t even straighten my waist, and I checked with me several times along the way if Shi Xin is going to play today.”

"What are you talking about?" Yue Dusk's beautiful eyes widened.

"No, no, no." Xie Yan immediately waved his hand, "We were just discussing where the medicine powder on Yun He's body when he threw Liu Shixin came from."

"I gave it to you." Yue Dusk blinked, and admitted frankly, "That idiot came to me for chili powder, and I'm not a cook, how could I have it? I guess it was used to tease people, so it's natural. Gave him a bottle of powder that gave him a rash."

I didn't expect you to refine this kind of messy medicine.Liu Gudeng and Xie Yan looked at each other.

Xie Yan looked around and said, "What about Yunhe people? It seems that I haven't seen them in the past few days, and I haven't even seen others in such a lively scene."

"Of course they were fined. The same goes for Minghong and Pu Xinjiu, and Pu Xinjiu was directly disqualified from this competition." Liu Gudeng squinted at him, enviously said: "You think they are all like you, and they are all like you. Where is the sect guarding?"

Yue Dusk nodded in agreement: "I also heard that your Elder Si Yao directly locked Yunhe in the room and locked him up. I think he was afraid that his son would cause some trouble during this period."

"Poor, Yunhe likes to be lively the most." Xie Yan said regretfully, "But that Pu Xinjiu seems to have good qualifications, but your elders directly disqualified him from the competition. It's too cruel."

Liu Gudeng shrugged helplessly: "In fact, as long as you admit it, it's fine, but Xinjiu has a stubborn temper—look, he's there, and he can only come and see him in this year's competition."

At this time, there was a commotion in the crowd, and it happened that Lan Yueshi and Liu Shixin stepped onto the stage.

Lanyue held a nine-section whip in her hand, and stared coldly at the bald swordsman in front of her with a look of lovelessness.

Xie Yan turned his head and saw Pu Xinjiu in the crowd, waved his hands, and smiled: "Xiaoxin!"

Pu Xinjiu: "..."

Liu Shixin, who was standing on the stage, heard the call, his face turned blue, and the hand holding the knife trembled visibly to the naked eye. He must have been frightened by Xie Yan's lunatic behavior, leaving a big shadow.

Yue Dusk suppressed her internal injuries by holding back her laughter.

Liu Gudeng cleared his throat, and called Pu Xinjiu, who had an unwilling face, to his side, turned his gaze to the stage, and said seriously: "Thank you for the banquet, it's not me. Although my cousin is impulsive, he is not talented enough. Low, and practice hard, I am afraid that Yue Shi is not his opponent."

Yue Dusk shook his head and raised an objection: "This bald head can hurt Xie Yan's back, even though it's unusual, but when I looked at Yue, I looked at Yue with an indignant expression of wanting to avenge Xie Yan, and I'm afraid the fighting spirit is not low."

Xie Yan's face darkened: "Anyway, I'm also a master, can you not mention the matter behind my being attacked?"

"Okay, someone scratched your face." Seeing Xie Yan's darkened face, Pu Xinjiu felt that the revenge had been avenged, and felt a little happy in his heart.

Xie Yan grinned and looked at him with a full smile, making the latter silent like a cicada.

It just so happened that the competition started on stage, Liu Gudeng held back the two who were about to make a fuss.

At dusk of the moon, with a little spiritual power, he fixed the ink umbrella in mid-air, covering several people, turned his head and said to the people beside him: "When I stand on the moon, why don't we take a bet?"

"Okay, I'll crush my cousin." Liu Gudeng responded happily, "How about a bottle of Gathering Spirit Pill?"

The next moment, just as Xie Yan was about to speak, his arms sank, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Yue Dusk's smiling face: "It just so happened that the watermelon that Xie Yan secretly planted in my medicine field a few days ago was ripe, so let's take a bet It's melon time."

"Watermelon..." Pu Xinjiu felt that he couldn't keep up with their unrestrained thinking.

"Eh? Isn't that your precious second brother?" Xie Yan threw the green watermelon back into Yue Dusk's arms, pointing casually.As soon as Liu Gudeng heard the words, he turned his head obediently, and with lightning speed, he drew the big knife beside Liu Gudeng, and cut the watermelon neatly into several pieces.

Liu Gudeng realized that he had been cheated, turned around and caught him right, and said angrily, "Thank you Yan! How dare you use my knife to cut watermelon?! Stop!"

"Senior, this watermelon is very sweet." Pu Xinjiu took a piece of watermelon and tasted it without hesitation.

"Yeah, I got a lot of spiritual power when I grew up." Yue Dusk nodded in agreement.

Xie Yan with a smile on his face was chased up and down by the runaway Liu Gudeng with a knife in his hand, and the scene was like crazy.It wasn't until Taoist Feiyun, who was seated above, came forward to reprimand and restrain the two people who were messing around, that the farce stopped.

The two people on the stage were beating like a raging fire with a whip and a knife. Xie Yan and Liu Gudeng off the stage each took a piece of watermelon from Yue Dusk and ate it gracefully.

Jian Suyu sat on the stage for a long time, and when she lowered her eyes, she saw the strange scene of four people mingling in the crowd silently eating melons.

Sensing Jian Suyu's gaze, Xie Yan even held up the watermelon and smiled at him flatteringly.

Moon Dusk naturally felt the sudden coldness around him, and he even said with regret: "It would be great if you pulled Jian Suyu down, maybe you can ask him to chill the watermelon."

"Puff ha ha ha ha ha—cough cough—" Liu Gudeng laughed so excitedly that he choked on it.

"His ice root is too rare." Xie Yan's eyes scanned the crowd, and he pretended to be aggrieved with a suppressed smile: "How about roasting it for you? Let me roast it with fire or the lonely lamp with lightning, you say Calculate."

"Forget it." Pu Xinjiu took another bite of the watermelon, "You mean the one on the stage who is cold? He looks like he is not human. I went to get medicine for Minghong two days ago. On the way When I met him staring blankly at a bunch of candied haws, it was like facing a big enemy, as if he didn't know what it was."

"It's normal." Yue Dusk nodded approvingly, "I've heard it since I was a child in Youhuang, that he was born with ice spirit roots, grew up in Lingshan, and was indeed raised by the Xuanyin Sect as a god. Said that the Dao is ruthless, you can see his cold and inhuman appearance, presumably the road to cultivation is smooth sailing."

"That's called Banished Immortal, I heard that all the female disciples of Tiandu Yunhai called him that behind their backs." Liu Gudeng looked curious, and touched Xie Yan with his arm, "I heard that he seems to be very special about kite origami. ,is that true?"

Xie Yan listened intently, glanced at him and said, "I never thought you would gossip like this in Yunhai, the capital of heaven."

There was a sudden exclamation from the crowd.

I saw Liu Shixin changing the saber posture, arousing the spiritual power of his whole body, Lan Yueshi's spiritual power was exhausted, and was blown away from the stage by the domineering saber energy, and fell down the stage, and took a few steps back to stand still.

Now that she has stepped down, Lan Yueshi is unwilling, so she can only bow her head and admit defeat, and walk to Xie Yan's side in a few steps.

"Miss Lan!" Liu Shixin called her from behind, "Keep attacking me in the face, there are too many loopholes."

Lan Yueshi waved her hand chicly: "The skills are not as good as others, so I am willing to bow down."

Liu Gudeng threw a piece of watermelon to her at the right time, and joked: "We also bet that you can survive a watermelon." With a smirk like a fox who stole fish, he hooked the shoulder of Moon Dusk, and said: "Now—— —I won, Juling Pill, Juling Pill."

Yue Duowan was willing to admit defeat, and simply threw a porcelain vase to him.

Lanyue ate the watermelon in small bites, and said nonchalantly: "If you can't beat it, you can't beat it, if Xie Yan can beat it, it's fine."

"Oh?" Liu Gudeng thought about how to get another bottle of Juling Pill from Yue Dusk, and asked, "I'm going to have a thank you banquet, do you think I can win?"

"Are you asking me?" Xie Yan pointed to himself, and said slowly: "If you say a few nice words, I can give you some tricks."

Liu Gudeng: "Get lost..."

"Come on, it's just your swordsmanship." Yue Dusk didn't believe it very much, "If you talk about the talent for sword practice, I have seen someone who is higher than you. I really don't know how Sword Immortal Hao Miao accepted you as his apprentice."

Xie Yan glared at him dissatisfied: "Because I'm handsome!"

Pu Xinjiu looked at Liu Gudeng, and said, "Brother, I heard that Sword Immortal Haomiao's greatest hobby in life is to compete with his disciples, right?"

Before Xie Yan had time to stop Lan Yueshi's mouth, she heard her calmly say: "Is that called unilateral beating? Isn't it because Xie Yan is the only one in a group of people who can stand up after being beaten up?" Cang Shen even patted him on the shoulder and sent him two words: 'Not bad'."

Yue Duo suddenly realized: "No wonder people from Yufeng always beg for wound medicine from me, just like begging for three meals a day."

Liu Gudeng: "Strict teachers produce high-level apprentices hahahahahaha——"

Xie Yan looked at the crowd laughing together, and looked down upon him: making friends carelessly, making friends carelessly...

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