The disciple of Chaohua Sect is very calm, but he can't stand Chaoyin's many tricks. He does this now and then that, and he can also perform illusions. Although it is simple, making him misjudge one move is enough for Chaoyin to knock him out of the ring.
This disciple had a good temperament. He was stunned for a moment and then saluted frankly: "Fellow Taoist has won."
Chaoyin nodded expressionlessly.
Hu Nuan was unhappy and pulled a few people along: "This is not fair, Chaoyin has too many treasures."
Tao Jin said slowly: "When outsiders fight with you, they will not care about fairness. Fairness cannot protect your life."
Hu Nuan puffed his mouth and huffed angrily.
Leng Ruo comforted her: "When we grow up and they compete again, we will smash them to death with magic weapons."
Xiao Yu said: "My master asked me to practice one skill intensively, saying that practicing too much would only be a waste of energy."
Leng Ruo: "My master said the same thing. It's all just showmanship. If one were to have a higher level of cultivation, her tricks wouldn't be able to confuse people at all."
The only reason why I won was because my opponent was young and had never seen the colorful world.
Hu Nuan: "But we lost."
Then the four of them looked at Tao Jin, the meaning in his eyes clear.
Tao Jin could only raise one hand: "I swear, I will defeat Chaoyin."
The master didn't put any pressure on him, but several children set him on fire.
When Tao Jin arrived, his opponent was Chao Huazong himself.
The disciple hesitated.
Tao Jin laughed: "You just take action."
Disciple: "Senior Brother Tao, let's make an appointment another day. You can concentrate on preparing for tomorrow's game."
After finishing speaking, Tao Jin quickly raised his hands and admitted defeat without waiting for Tao Jin to say anything else.
This kind of behavior is neither the first nor the only one. Everyone knows best that the competition between the three factions is about which of the three factions is stronger and who is weaker. It is not interesting for one's own vs. one's own. Anyway, the real highlight is actually the peak of the three factions on the last day.
Disciple duel.
Now we have to unite with the outside world. I really want to fight. When the Xianyin Pavilion chief Jimen is sent away, it will happen to be a competition between the internal and external disciples of the Chao Hua sect. At that time, no one will let anyone go, so we can really have a good fight.
Jin Xin: "Senior brother, it would be nice to meet our people tomorrow too."
Tao Jin laughed: "Actually, in the end, it will be me, Sheng Yan, and Chaoyin who will win."
"Then hurry up. What's the point of a group of little Qi refiners who can't even fly?"
With a lazy voice, Master Liuli shook his palace fan and dragged his skirt around from nowhere.
Leng Ruo said: "Uncle Master, aren't you here to see Chu Yinfeng?"
Master Liuli nodded lazily: "That's right. After all, you are not our own disciple. It's just a glance."
Cold and speechless.
"Uncle, my master is the most beautiful. Please open your eyes and take a closer look." Hu Nuan said extremely seriously.
Liuli looked down at her little face and solemnly said Hu Nuan was blind. She was speechless for a long time and uttered a dry syllable: "Ah, well, my uncle likes younger ones. Your master - is too old."
This answer... the children felt it was right even though they were silent. Even the child Hu Nuan didn't say anything to refute it.
The master generation is not old.
Masters:!!!
When they returned home that day, Hu Nuan held the snack plate and sighed at Qiao Yu. Qiao Yu was annoyed and had a tigerish face.
"You want to change your master, don't you?"
Hu Nuan said: "My mother said that she raised me when I was young and I raised her when she is old. Love is dedication and gift."
Qiao Yu:...What the hell?
Hu Nuan: "Master, I will also provide for you until you die."
Qiao Yu:...What the hell!
Hu Nuan: "Master, although you are old, I still think you are more beautiful than Chu Yinfeng."
Subconsciously, Qiao Yu thought of Liuli.
"What did your uncle Liuli say again?"
Hu Nuan: "You are too old. Uncle Liuli doesn't like you."
Qiao Yu: "..."
Hu Nuan: "Master, how old are you?"
Qiao Yu said with a straight face: "I'm older than you."
"How big is that?"
Qiao Yu said angrily: "One hundred years old." Ahem, he shamelessly underreported it. One hundred years old is not that big, right?
But Hu Nuan exclaimed: "A hundred years old," she let go of the dessert plate and curled her fingers up and down: "I can't even count them."
Qiao Yu: "..."
It hurts my heart.
He said to Hu Nuan: "Stay away from your uncle Liuli from now on, she is mentally ill."
Hu Nuan: "Huh? Is Uncle Liuli sick?"
Qiao Yu smiled slightly: "If you don't believe me, I'll find a witness."
He took out two paper cranes and transmitted a message to the inside. The paper cranes flew out leisurely, and when they flew back, they brought back replies with the same content.
Di Yuan said impatiently: "Liuli is just sick."
In comparison, Master Lin Yin was much gentler: "Liu Li, she is mentally ill."
Hu Nuan was shocked. Uncle Liuli, who was so good-looking and willing to play with them, was really sick?
so poor.
Qiao Yu whispered: "I didn't tell you before because I was afraid of irritating her. Now you all know, but you have to keep it a secret. Don't say she is sick in front of Master Liuli."
Hu Nuan nodded seriously and vigorously: "I know master, we must care for the patients."
Qiao Yu smiled, "You dare to say that I am old, and all the senior brothers really don't care about you?"
From then on, Liuli always received extra care and attention from the younger generation. She thought it was because of her good popularity, and was very proud of it. She even showed off in front of her senior brothers and sisters, and the senior brothers and sisters who knew the inside story treated her with kindness and tolerance.
His eyes indulged her, you fool.
Qiao Yu asked Hu Nuan to practice, and he paid close attention to it. Hu Nuan completed his homework: "Master, I'm going to bed."
Qiao Yu: "Xiao Nuan, do you feel suddenly - angry?"
The snow and storm must be violent.
Hu Nuan: "No, why am I angry? Could it be that Master -" Her little eyes changed, full of vigilance: "Master, has he found a kid who is smarter than me to be his apprentice?"
Qiao Yu laughed: "No, master only has you as his apprentice."
Hu Nuan was satisfied: "Master, good night."
Qiao Yu said good night and wondered at the top of the mountain where the Snow and Storm Technique was hidden.
Where is it hidden?
It is lying on the stage of my heart that is half spring, summer, half autumn and winter.
The heart platform, like the sea of consciousness, is a magical existence. Their existence is nothingness, but they can accommodate external objects. The black jade slips were scrawled on the side of the heart platform in Qiudong, without covering up, Qiao Yu's consciousness and spiritual power
But I still couldn't find it.
The jade slip lay quietly, as if it had been forgotten. No, it should be said that it had been forgotten long ago, and now it has been forgotten in another place.
Jade Slip: So, little master, you are trying to find me.
Hu Nuan: I want to sleep, I want to sleep, I want to sleep...
The same feeling as the jade slips was about the silk cloth on Hu Qing's hand. He couldn't understand why he still tied it around his wrist as a sweat towel every day when he had clearly discovered that it was no longer ordinary. No, it didn't understand.
It's not as good as a sweat towel. A sweat towel is just for wiping sweat. In addition to wiping sweat, it also serves as a furoshiki, a thin hemp rope, a headband, a bandage, etc. If there is any use for it, this woman doesn't have it.
waste.
So, if you are so good at using me, why can't you put your consciousness in and see what's inside me?!
Hu Qing: Divine consciousness? What is it? Do I have it?
