Tan Ruhua glanced sideways at her, "There are three more stages above the fifteenth stage, and after three stages is Wuji. I admit that her talent and power are unexpected, but Wuji is almost impossible. Mr. Feng, congratulations to your princess for passing
Fifteenth-level swordsman, shouldn’t you also make preparations and fulfill your promise just now?”
After talking like a flower, Lan Cai'er stabilized her mood.
Indeed, let alone a fifteenth-level swordsman, it doesn't matter if he is an eighteenth-level swordsman. As long as he has not reached Wuji, Feng Jin has to fulfill his promise.
Thinking of what Feng Jin was going to do next, Lan Caier's eyes revealed madness and passion.
Feng Jin stood still and let Lan Cai'er say whatever he wanted to say.
Feng Jin looked like he was sure of winning, which almost made Lan Cai'er and Lan Cai'er so angry that they vomited blood.
"You're so calm and collected. Let's see how you laugh." Tan Ruhua lowered her voice.
Tan Ruhua seemed to notice something, and suddenly turned her head to look at Tan Yu.
Tan Yu's expression completely changed. There was not only fanatical admiration in those starry eyes, but also deep love.
He once fell in love with Gillian because Gillian was the most noble woman in the academy.
Now, a night of singing has broken all his illusions and has become his lifelong dream.
He is a god-level talent, a fifteenth-level swordsman, and he is lucky to be his fiancée.
Tan Yu seemed to have had a drunken dream from which he never wanted to wake up again.
Tan Ruhua's heart skipped a beat and sank slightly.
She is the concubine of the Tan family, and Tan Yu, as a genius of the Tan family, is naturally respected by everyone in both the direct and concubine families.
In Tan Ruhua's eyes, the Gillian she met when she first came to Tiandiyuan was proud and noble. Only such a person can stand next to her genius brother.
No matter how Ye Qingge changes, it can't change the fact that she comes from Four Stars.
Tan Ruhua never understood that when she and Xu Wei first met Ye Qingge in the Shadow Pavilion, he was just an inconspicuous little guy.
Why did such a person attract the attention of the emperor and the sect master, and why did he alarm the divine realm several times in a row?
On the crystal platform, Qicai stood on it with his eyes closed and meditative, with a faint light flowing around his body.
Suddenly, Qicai opened her eyes, and the glow turned.
Qicai walked towards the divine envoy. The divine envoy was slightly startled, then gave up his position.
Qicai stood still, raised her eyes and looked around, "Heaven and Earth Courtyard sings softly at night, the seventeenth-level swordsman enters the sword gate."
"Congratulations, Ye Cultivator." Qicai looked at Qingge, and glanced at the Phoenix Feather Medal on Qingge's shoulder. "I am waiting for you in the Divine Realm. Master Fang of the Divine Realm wants to accept you as his disciple. If you are willing to come,
The gate to the divine realm is open for you at any time. However, with your current strength, you are still not ready. I am waiting for you to reach Phoenix Nirvana, repair your true essence, and open up the world."
Qicai is the door god of the Fifty-two Swordsmen.
No cultivator who has entered the military sect has ever asked Qicai to personally announce it.
Now that I think about it, Ye Qingge is simply a lucky person blessed by God.
Medals and entry into the military were awarded personally by Qicai.
After hearing the announcement, Lan Cai'er and Lan Cai'er were shocked but at the same time breathed a sigh of relief.
With Ye Qingge's luck, they were really afraid of something happening to Wuji.
Now that I think about it, their worries are unfounded.
Wuji?
nonexistent.
Lan Cai'er turned to look at Feng Jin, "Master Feng..." These three words, her tone was full of provocation.
What was different from before was that Feng Jin's complexion was pale, and even his lips looked like dry desert cracks.
His eyes were dull and empty as he looked at Qing Ge on the crystal table, unable to find the focus. His vision was shrouded in mist and hazy.
His solemn vows and unfounded self-confidence finally collapsed at this moment.
Duan 17 is already blessed by nature, but Feng Jin doesn't want to believe it.
For him, unknowingly, the existence of Qingge is close to faith.
Live for faith and be crazy for obsession.
Feng Jin lowered his head and his hands began to tremble.
Sure enough, dreams and everything else are all lies.
Feng Jin raised his lips and smiled sadly, muttering to himself, "Seventeenth Dan is already very good."
You'er was so anxious that she almost cried, "What should I do? Young Master Feng is going to take a dung bath."
Liu Yaner coughed dryly, this was a flavorful passage.
Tan Yu glanced at Feng Jin in shock. Everyone was shocked and happy. Why was Feng Jin in a state of despair?
"Next, Emperor..."
"Wait a minute!"
Before the messenger from the Divine Realm could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a soft and cold voice.
The envoy from the Divine Realm looked at Qingge in surprise. Compared with just now, the envoy from the Divine Realm was more respectful and solemn.
"Miss Ye, what advice do you have?" the messenger from the divine domain asked anxiously.
"It's not about giving advice, it's just that I still want to test a weapon."
After saying that, Qingge put away the Mingwang Sword, spread out her hands, and placed a meteor bow in front of her chest.
The Meteor Bow is old and looks like it has been around for some time, with a faint scarlet light glowing around it.
You'er grabbed Liu Yan'er's hand and slowly put it down, "Mother's meteor bow."
You'er's eyes fell to the ground, filled with a sense of fulfillment and happiness.
"Uncle Liu."
"Um."
"Being this master is really a tribute to my ancestors' accumulated virtues, and I am an honor for three lifetimes." You'er said in a trembling voice.
Liu Yan'er turned her eyes to look at You'er and stretched out her left hand to wipe away the tears on You'er's cheek.
"You are not suitable for bows, but the Meteor Bow has found its owner, you should be happy." Liu Yan'er spoke softly.
"Hmm!" You'er nodded his head a few times like a chicken pecking at rice.
"Dual weapons? A little girl can actually use dual weapons?" The second elder was so shocked that he pulled his beard hard.
"This girl is really surprising." The third elder sighed.
The Grand Elder smiled, "The four major academies and the various states' forces are fortunate that the little girl has entered our Tiandi Academy. At the beginning of the year, disciples saw many magpies coming to our academy. It is an auspicious sign and something happy will happen. The little girl entered the Tiandi Academy, which is our academy.
What a great joy."
The dean nodded, "Let us know, in order to celebrate Ye Yatou's entry into the school with 17th Dan, Tiandi Academy will host a banquet for Sifang Academy in three days."
This is a supreme honor.
The second elder smiled and said,
Most people are surprised by Qingge's dual weapon choice.
But there are already seventeen levels of outstanding achievements in swordsmanship before us. No matter how good the bow and arrow are, they cannot surpass them.
"Come on." Qicai stood still.
Qingge held the bow, and her heart palpitated.
She lowered her eyes, and a flash of blood bloomed in her eyes.
What is this strong sense of belonging and honor and disgrace?
When she picks up this bow, she seems to be standing on the top of the sky, an uncrowned king.
At this time, the ninth girl of Yaozong walked into the Shenbing Fort.
She sent Jiuque back to the Medicine Sect, and then came to Tiandiyuan a thousand miles away, just to express her gratitude and sing a song at night.
She was particularly surprised when she heard the seventeen pieces of news.
Lan Cai'er didn't care about Qing Ge's dual weapons. She followed Feng Jin, "Young Master Feng, don't leave. You must do what you promised."
Feng Jin is like a soulless puppet, a walking corpse out of state.
boom!
A thunderous sound suddenly sounded.
Feng Jin subconsciously looked back at the crystal platform!